Chapter 522 Reality (4)

Feng Yunian found that he had several white hairs and could only be carefully pulled out in an attempt to make himself younger.

Today is her jealous day.

He took the pastries that she liked during her lifetime, and some scented candles to worship.

Her mausoleum was built very luxuriously, keeping his position.

A hundred years later, when he died, he could enter here, and he was happy when he thought of it.

Feng Yunian looked at the tombstone, and the snow fell on his hair, like white hair.

He burned the paper, "Wei Wei, are you okay?"

Only the cold wind whizzed past.

He is used to it. "You never told me that your good feelings have reached one hundred."

She only said ninety-nine.

Feng Yunian’s vicissitudes showed a calm smile. “But when you personally slaughter the veteran who is loyal to yourself and send me to the throne, I know that it is your hundred.”

He still remembers that she was embarrassed to say that if she had a good feeling of 100.

He won the country and he didn't want her.

The truth is, she gave him the Jiangshan, and then did not want him.

"The drought at the beginning of this year, the number of memorials on my desk is too much to bury me."

He smiled at his mouth. "It’s all yelling at me. My man inherits orthodoxy, and the heavens are hard to bear. Even if I am tax-efficient, heavy water agriculture, and let their lives be better, I am still a enchanting."

But it is his fault to have a natural disaster.

She also took the best people who took away the same year.

She died, and the ministers who had been killed from the blood of the knives and mountains were only obeying her.

When she died, his man was enthroned.

These people have to be countered.

Even though she has cleared up so many obstacles for him, he has still suffered hard all these years.

Very bitter.

Feng Yunian burned the paper while whispering.

It seems like this, you can make your heart suffer a bit less.

It can also make heavy thoughts and lighter.

"Wei Wei, watching the Jiangshan community, is really boring and not interesting. How could I ever have the idea of ​​being an emperor?"

When he said this, the tears could not hold back and fell from his eyes.

He hurriedly wiped it. "I blame me, see how you always complain, I should say something happy."

Then Feng Yunian choked his voice and said with a strong smile. He did a good job of benefiting the country and the people.

He was reluctant to go to the night and was willing to return to the palace.

Once I went back to the palace, I saw my confidant waiter and hurriedly sue.

"There are more than a dozen ministers, tens of thousands of people, squatting at the entrance to the south side of the palace, saying that after the men's body was enthroned, the natural disasters came year after year, and they hoped to abdicate."

In recent years, natural disasters have indeed increased more than ever.

The man was crowned, the name was not right, and all the women were crushed.

And Feng Yunian began to promote men's officials.

This simply moved the stakes of the interest group, and he has been fighting this group for a long time.

After chilling for a while, Feng Yunian said coldly: "I know, let them squat, I will get up again tomorrow morning."

The waiter retired.

Then he sat alone in the chair and stayed for a long time.

Someone is against him.

"Wei Wei..." He whispered.

"Ok."

He suddenly looked up, but saw Bai Weiwei lazily leaning against the table, she smiled still.

Feng Yunian was surprised, and when he trembled, he rushed over to hug her.

But the next moment, the only thing in my hand is the void.

Feng spent years stunned. He looked at the room and was cold, and there was her shadow.

Acacia entered the bones and entered the devil.

He laughed twice, sad and wronged.

Then he slowly walked out the door and walked to the hall.

(End of this chapter)