"Then have you considered Miss Wen?" King Rui asked leisurely.
"There is no point in thinking about this now. No matter how much you tell me, it will not shake my determination."
In fact, the confrontation between the two armies has become a fact, and the enemy has to attack the city.
In fact, it's not that I don't want to consider her, I have hesitated before, but if I can't give her what she wants most, I should give her the time and stability to wait until her wish comes true.
"I have really tried my best..."
The civil and military officials, who were huddled in a trembling group under the city gate, could not switch from the solemn ceremony to the fierce and exciting battlefield for a while.
They were right. There were quite a few people carrying explosives hidden among them, and they didn't know how they passed the inspections. At this time, bursts of explosions were heard, irritating everyone's eardrums and tugging at everyone's ears.
A person's heartbeat.
Many of them had experienced the coup when they worshiped King Shixiang, but to be honest, the scene at that time was far less grand than this time.
The last time it was because all the conflicts were concentrated near the Ancestral Temple, the civil and military officials who were far away were not implicated, and because the emperor was well prepared, he was able to deal with the rebels very quickly.
This time is different, the bloody scene is displayed in front of everyone's eyes. Most of the people standing here are civil servants who have never been on the battlefield in their lives. Their descriptions of the war are at best limited to those poor words and pale descriptions.
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Perhaps when talking with colleagues, each of them can express countless emotions about the war, either impassionedly or eloquently.
But when disaster really strikes, all they can do is huddle in a corner, not daring to raise their heads.
"Ahem...a new world will come, ahem...it will definitely happen." King Rui murmured to himself with a rare relaxed smile.
"Are you okay? Can you still hold on? I've told you not to come here in person, why don't you listen to me?" Mo Feng sighed.
"After so many years, I always want to come and see it with my own eyes. If I don't come this time, maybe I won't have the chance next time. This is my long-cherished wish, and you know it." King Rui's eyes slowly glanced at Fengtian
Palace, sweeping through the large and small palaces of the Forbidden City.
"What nonsense are you talking about! I have told you a long time ago that if you take the medicine according to my prescription, I dare not tell you how long you will live. There will be no problem in living for another five or eight years." Mo Feng interrupted fiercely.
he.
"Yes, I have always believed in your medical skills." King Rui nodded.
It's just that people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations after all. What should come will always come. His eyes glanced at a black figure not far from him. The black figure did not join the battle like others, but always stood not far from him.
Not far away, waiting in silence.
Mo Feng also followed his line of sight and looked over, but obviously he didn't see any difference, so he simply changed the subject: "Do you think it's still too late for us to leave now?"
King Rui glanced at the swarming imperial guards below: "It's probably too late. Let's end it here today."
He suddenly waved to the black shadow. Although it was not obvious, Mo Feng still saw that the black shadow seemed to hesitate for a moment before slowly walking over.
"If I really die here today, I hope you can bury this in front of the Jingpingyuan gate of Yonghe Palace." He took out a jade pendant he carried with him and handed it to the man in black whose face was covered.
All the people in the dark ghost building were dressed in the same way, and Mo Feng had no idea how King Rui distinguished them, let alone what was so special about this person, so special that King Rui was willing to entrust him with such a thing.
But something even more surprising happened. The man in black actually didn't reach out to pick it up. She stood a few steps away from King Rui and looked at him.
Although a mask covered his face, Mo Feng still felt a trace of sadness and pain from him. The pain seemed to be about to crush him. He instinctively wanted to escape, but finally chose to come over.
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Mo Feng suddenly became curious. He wanted to take off the mask and see what kind of person was underneath. Without this mask, would the killers of Dark Ghost Tower have other identities?
King Rui seemed to have noticed his thoughts, and gave him a faint look, full of warning.
Mo Feng retracted his hand and chuckled: "Just kidding, just kidding, I don't have that strong curiosity. I still want to live a few more years."
"It's good that you know it yourself." Although King Rui said it to Mo Feng, he didn't look here again. He took a few steps and put the jade pendant in his hand into the black figure's hand: "Remember
What I told you."
"Hey! You just said you believed in my medical skills, are you going to prepare for your funeral so soon?" Mo Feng sounded dissatisfied. He felt that his dignity as a miracle doctor had been challenged.
"Don't be impatient. I have always believed in your medical skills. It's just a precaution. Maybe nothing will happen."
Mo Feng frowned and wanted to say something else. He always carried the jade pendant close to his body and never refused to pass it on to others. Why did he hand it over without hesitation this time? Or should he hand it over to an ordinary killer from Dark Ghost Tower?
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"This matter is settled, you can go back." These words were said to the black figure.
This time Mo Feng observed the man in black carefully. After Ruilan said this, he seemed to breathe a heavy sigh of relief and retreated almost impatiently.
Although Mo Feng didn't understand the operation of Dark Ghost Tower, he knew one thing very well. Dark Ghost Tower was a rare place of belonging for those killers. They respected and loved King Rui who gave them this place of belonging.
That's why she is willing to sacrifice her life for him.
But this person obviously didn't seem to be doing so. He even didn't want to get close to King Rui for some reason.
"Are you unwilling? Or are you afraid because you have something in your heart?" Mo Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the figure.
"Find a few people to see how Miss Wen is doing." Prince Huai's eyebrows knit together tightly, his expression looked uncomfortable. Blood was oozing from the wound on his abdomen through the thick Chinese clothes.
Yichen looked helpless: "Okay, I understand, I will find someone reliable to come over, don't worry."
Maybe a person's feelings are always limited, there are only so many.
Some people have more and some people have less, but the total number of feelings for each person is mostly predetermined. It is rare to meet someone who feels right. No matter whether she accepts it or not, what has been given out can never be taken back.