bullyxtreme Chapter 359 - He Doesn't Believe
Chapter 359 - He Doesn't Believe
"Your Majesty, every word I report is true, not a single word is wrong!" the deputy general replied with gritted teeth.
Gu Liuqing suddenly felt as if his brain was hit by a sledgehammer. The scene in front of him gradually became blurred. He kicked the deputy general far away. How dare this bold servant say that Li'er was dead? Li'er's kung fu was taught by him and Feng Muyan. How could he be killed so easily? He didn't believe it! He didn't believe it!
"Ah! Ah!" The sound that shook the valley scared away a group of birds that were looking for food. The handsome face of the man with his white hair flying around was full of sadness, and his deep eyes were full of deathly silence. After forbearing for several times, he finally vomited a mouthful of bright red blood that dyed his hair and clothes on his chest red.
His sister disappeared, his little girl also left, and God took away all the people he cared about. Was God going to arrange for his death next? He had to go against God's will. He had to live well and would not stop until he turned the world upside down!
"Your Majesty, Feng Muyan has increased the garrison forces in major towns. With so many of us hiding here, we will be discovered sooner or later. Please tell me what to do next!" The deputy general gritted his teeth and crawled back.
"Hold the troops still. If there are soldiers from Nanchu searching here, we can kill them quietly. Feng Muyan won't be able to sit on the throne for long."
Gu Liuqing's eyes were full of confidence. How could Feng Muyan, who loved Song Yunli so much, sit on the throne with peace of mind after her death? He was very curious about what Feng Muyan could do for Li'er. It was quite exciting!
In the Nanchu Palace, as soon as Shui Mochen walked into Feng Muyan's bedroom, she smelled the dizzying smell of alcohol and frowned instantly. Her son was so spineless that he tortured himself like this for a woman. It really disheartened her.
"Yan'er, that's enough!" Shui Mochen snatched the wine jar from Feng Muyan's hand and threw it aside, then slapped him.
"Mother, you are here. Do you want to drink with me?" Feng Muyan asked with narrowed eyes.
"Yan'er, the court is much more stable now. If you really can't let go of the obsession in your heart, then go out of the palace. I heard that after a person dies, his soul will linger in the place where he died unjustly. You can go and look for him, and maybe you can feel where her soul is." Shui Mochen said earnestly.
Feng Muyan finally opened his eyes. There was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes. He looked into Shui Mochen's eyes with burning eyes and asked excitedly, "Are you serious, mother?"
"Mother, I'm not sure. It's just a rumor, but it's better than nothing. If you are really upset, go out and look for her." Shui Mochen stretched out her hand and smoothed the hair on his forehead, her eyes full of pity.
Hearing Shui Mochen's words, Feng Muyan's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he no longer felt helpless and dying. Even if it was an unfounded rumor, it was still hope, right? He still had a chance to find her soul, even if he couldn't touch it.
After leaving Feng Muyan's bedroom, the eunuch behind Shui Mochen asked tremblingly, "Empress Dowager, are there really ghosts?"
"It's just to leave some memories for the emperor, how could it be possible." Shui Mochen said a little tiredly, her body swaying twice. The eunuch behind her hurried forward to support her.
"Empress Dowager, let me help you go back to the palace to rest for a while."
"Okay, let's go."
The next day, Shui Mochen had just gotten up when he was told that Feng Muyan had not attended the court. He had a bad feeling in his heart, hurriedly changed his clothes and washed up, then rushed to his bedroom.
When he arrived, he saw the letter lying alone on the imperial desk.