Mr. Xiang, don't be obedient!

Alas, this day is really unbearable!

Xi Feiyao clutched his chest, feeling dizzy, stuffy and nauseous.In front of people during the day, she can still pretend nothing happened, but in private, when no one is around, she wishes she could lie in bed and never get up.To be honest, she had heard about some pregnancy reactions before, and seeing the appearance of those pregnant women, she actually felt disapproving. Isn't it just pregnant with a child, how uncomfortable can it be?But when I put it on myself, I realized that the taste was really hard.

Especially in this critical period, there is not even a holiday, and rest is even more cloudy.

There are difficulties, and there are no difficulties to create difficulties.

When she retires to the "jianghu" in the future, she must write an autobiography "How to Make a Female Man".

After finally suppressing the nausea, he was about to take a drink of water to relieve his discomfort, when he suddenly heard voices and footsteps outside, and he didn't know what happened.

With a downcast face, Xi Feiyao secretly let out a sigh of depression, it seems that it has finally begun.

Right or wrong, success or failure, in one fell swoop.

"Senior Wu Yazi, tonight, I will entrust the safety of Her Majesty the Empress Dowager to you." Xi Feiyao said to the roof, "Senior on my side, please rest assured, I never do courting death." Besides, She still has one in her stomach, so she must take good care of it.

Speaking of it, it was hard for her to find a strong backup, and she paid a lot for it.

However, compared with the harvest, it is still very cost-effective.

Besides, she was very happy to help Senior Wu Yazi with a certain matter.

Well, her bad taste started to spread again.

Wu Yazi really loves and hates Xi Feiyao, his apprentice daughter-in-law.

Where did she find out about her own crap?Alas, I think that when I was young, I was so high-spirited that I missed the person I loved most and still refused to repent. When I got older and realized it, I didn't know where Yi Ren was.Years of searching, but no news at all.In the end, he was so devastated that he almost starved to death in front of Tuer's house. Thinking about it, it wasn't a little bit embarrassing.

In order to repay classmate Xiao Wei for saving his life, he planned to stay and teach Wei Lingxi martial arts, but this child was not very smart, so much so that he almost had the idea of ​​strangling her to death.With his peerless martial arts, being so ruined, he would think of meeting anyone in the future.

Time passed by, and with Wei Lingxi's company, Wu Yazi gradually gave up his desire to find someone again.

The world is so big, to find someone with one's own strength is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

What's more, even if it is found, so what?After so many years, it was time for her to get married.

What about myself?

That unknown variable literally stopped Wu Yazi's impulse.

Therefore, it even gave up the desire to ask General Wei to help find him.

Now, her unknown past has been dug up by her apprentice-in-law, and even brought exciting news, so, let alone protecting the empress, she has the courage to try even if it is to assassinate the empress.

The head fell off, and there was a scar the size of a bowl.If the heart is gone, then it is really gone.

Don't say she is hypocritical, in fact, if she had known that the man was alone all the time, she would have rushed over.As a result, so many years were wasted in vain.

Although Wu Yazi is a bit old, but looking at Jianghu, he can definitely be said to be a master.

Even the martial arts masters raised in the palace may not be as powerful as her.

It's a mess outside now, as for why, Wu Yazi also heard a thing or two from the guards who rushed over.

It's gone.

And, still a flood.

The imperial mausoleum is located in the mountains, surrounded by trees.

It is not difficult to imagine that if there is a fire, the buildings above will definitely burn into a pile of ruins.

Most importantly, the entrance to the imperial tomb that is actually underground will be discovered by everyone.

This fire is man-made.

It is conceivable that those who can set fire around the imperial tomb are definitely not ordinary people.

Moreover, those trees have existed for more than a hundred years, and it is definitely not something that one person can do if they want to catch fire all at once.

It is not known who is in charge of this conspiracy.

Wu Yazi really has no interest in those conspiracies in the imperial court. For her, isn't being with someone she likes more interesting than sitting in the country?

She, a commoner, really doesn't understand the thoughts of those big figures.

Feng Zishan embraced Feng Sichen, seeing the latter obediently lying in her arms, she couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt in her heart.

The two were lying on the same bed, so quiet, so harmonious, why didn't they find it before?

A faint sense of satisfaction filled Feng Zishan's heart.

It turns out that looking at her sleeping face is also a kind of joy.

This is fun that I have never experienced before.

Stretching out his hand, he was about to touch Feng Sichen's face lightly, but he heard a rapid knock on the door, "Your Majesty, the imperial mausoleum is flooded!"

Before Feng Zishan could withdraw her hand, she saw that the tired-looking man suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp blade-like gaze crossed his eyelids.When he saw who it was, his eyes slowly softened, he stretched out his hand to grab the hand of the empress dowager, said softly with a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I'm here, I'm fine."

No, I'm not worried.I just, just, just regretted it.

Feng Sichen, your daughter is just like you, not a cheap lamp.

"Who is making noise outside!"

Feng Sichen was a shallow sleeper, and she had already woken up seven or eight minutes ago when she heard the noise outside, not to mention the phrase 'walking water' abruptly strangled her excess drowsiness.

He was slightly angry, but when he opened his eyes and saw Feng Zishan's gentle eyes, he lost a lot of anger.

"Return to Your Majesty, the imperial mausoleum is flooded!"

"Come in and talk!" After Feng Sichen heard this, it was really impossible to sleep again.Huangling, that is no child's play.

The person who came was the commander of Feng Sichen's Imperial Forest Army, a so-so-looking, very ordinary woman.

However, Feng Zishan knew in her heart that this commander was not ordinary.

Don't be fooled by her appearance, this person can become Feng Sichen's right and left hand, relying on her real skills.

Feng Sichen got up to get dressed, the brocade quilt slowly slipped off her body, and her indifferent appearance made Feng Zishan burst into flames.

As if sensing the emotions of the people around her, Her Majesty was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she coughed lightly, "What's going on? Just tell me."

As Feng Sichen's commander of the Imperial Forest Army, some secrets were also faintly heard.

Therefore, seeing is not seeing, and hearing is not hearing. Only by adhering to this principle can she stand beside the Empress, otherwise, she will never be able to turn her back.

"Your Majesty, someone is setting fire to the imperial mausoleum. I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Your Majesty. I ask Your Majesty to take refuge here temporarily. I have already contacted the nearby garrison and will come here from time to time. During this period, Your Majesty, please don't leave the palace. "

"Bastard, who did it?!"

"This, I don't know for the time being."

"Aren't you all dead people? I'm raising you just to eat? Trash!"

"Your Majesty, those people were completely disfigured, dumb and deaf. After being caught, they committed suicide without leaving a trace." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Feng Sichen who was expressionless, "However, my subordinate But I found this thing on one of them, please take a look at it, Your Majesty." After speaking, he carefully took out something from his bosom, which was the blood-stained silk.

"This is?"

Feng Sichen frowned, "Silk?!"

"Your Majesty, this is not a simple silk. It is woven from the heavenly silk used in the imperial palace."

"what do you mean--"

"I dare not say anything."

Feng Sichen's heart skipped a beat, the corner of his eyes glanced at Feng Zishan who was still calm, and then said: "Go down."

"Here."

Of course Feng Zishan knew that Feng Sichen was doubting herself, although she was slightly annoyed, but it was not easy to get angry immediately, so she could only keep a cold face and keep silent.

Although he was the one who contributed to the flames, but at this moment, he felt very uncomfortable.

The two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.