1870. Chapter 1870 Is Shen Mingzhu alive or dead? 【04】
The old palace man was chattering.
Wei Tuo got angry and kicked him, "You are blind, you don't even see who I am. Your Majesty is here, go and report it quickly."
With that said, he waved his hand, and several guards rushed forward and pushed the door open.
When the old palace man saw this, he believed it was true. He kowtowed to the ground tremblingly, "Your Majesty, your Majesty has arrived..."
It had been many years since he had a chance to report, and his speech was incoherent. He had even forgotten how to report.
Yelu Feixiong didn't care about him, shook his black fox fur cloak, and walked in with a whoop.
The palace guards hurriedly followed.
The twelfth lunar month of winter can be said to be the coldest time. The night wind is biting and the chill is bone-chilling.
At this time, the sky has become overcast, and dark clouds have covered the stars and moon. There may be heavy snowfall in the next few days.
Standing in front of the main hall, Yelu Feixiong felt a little unspeakable, a little guilty and a little timid, but he refused to admit it.
"Rong Ziyu, get out of here!"
Yelu Feixiong shouted angrily.
With a "squeak" sound, the palace door opened, but no one came out. Only the wind that was colder than the cold night wind blew out. The lights inside were dim, the white gauze was swaying, and it was indescribably weird and gloomy.
Yelu Fei had never been to her palace again since he took her away from Nuanxiang Pavilion.
She was allowed to attend the occasional palace banquets out of necessity. It could be said that they had no interaction at all.
"Rong Ziyu, don't pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!"
Yelv Feixiong shouted angrily again and took a few steps forward, "Did you set the Nuanxiang Palace on fire? You, Shen Mingzhu, and Xiao Xian have no grievances, so why did you burn them to death?"
At this time, a cold laugh came from the palace, the laughter was sharp and shrill, "Why did I burn them to death? Haha, why did I burn them to death, Yelu Feixiong, come and ask me? Why don't you ask yourself?"
Do you, Yelu Feixiong, also have sympathy and feel that there are people who do not deserve to die?"
The voice was full of resentment, gloomy and terrifying, making people's hair stand on end.
At this time, there were footsteps in the hall, and the snow-white silk clothes were flying at the door. The woman, as cold as ice, stood there, with her eyes that were originally like autumn water, but now they were gouging out Yelu Feixiong like two black holes.
Although he knew that she would not be very good, the moment he saw her, Yelu Feixiong was still shocked.
He couldn't help but take a step back. What was going on with that flying silver hair?
"you?"
He didn't know what to say for a moment.
That purple jade girl back then was radiant, and her long, glossy black hair was like black satin under the sun, full of luster, soft and smooth, making people unable to put it down.
It only took a few years and it turned out to be like this.
Sure enough, time makes people grow old.
Rong Ziyu stared at him coldly, "Yelü Feixiong, you can really be so hypocritical. Could it be that you wouldn't have imagined that I have actually become like this?"
"But the last time you attended the palace banquet..."
Yelu Feixiong immediately understood that Rong Ziyu was no longer the Rong Ziyu she used to be. Sadness and resentment, as well as the toxicity of the fossil powder, had eroded her beauty. This is what she looks like today.
He had white hair and was miserable.
Although she regularly takes the antidote of Fossil Powder, it is still poison after all. Even if it can be cured and makes her immortal, it will still take away her beauty.
