Chapter 1340 The Paranoid Emperor: Shall We Go to Hell Together? (41)

When Feng Sizui woke up, he was already in the palace. The imperial doctor was diagnosing his pulse at the side and said with a happy face: "All the poisons in the emperor's body have been cured. It is truly the prosperous age of the Feng Dynasty!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and after regaining all consciousness, he only said one word——

roll!

In the next year, he spent all his manpower and material resources to go to Zihuang Mountain, hoping to find Yan Xiu.

But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find it.

Whether it's Yan Xiu or...her body. He can't find it... either.

This year, he became more and more violent. Instead of executing Feng Xingyue directly, he chopped off his hands and feet and imprisoned him in a water prison.

Don't let him die, and definitely don't let him live like a human being.

As for Qian Siyu, he directly gave Qian Jinzu. A thousand palace maids stepped on her body and refused to let her go until they stepped out of her belly.

When Qian Siyu figured it out, at least she finally breathed her last after being tortured for three days and nights.

As for the people who surrounded and suppressed them at the inn that night, all of them were executed in Ling Chi, and the entire family was executed.

For the former court and the rear court, this year was the darkest year since Feng Sizui ascended the throne.

He became moody and obsessed with wizards. Every wizard who travels to and from Chang'an will be taken into the palace and perform rituals in order to find her whereabouts.

But every time he got the news, it only brought him disappointment.

He seemed to feel that he couldn't hold on any longer. When the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, he wore casual clothes and left the palace for Chang'an City alone, without even half of his bodyguards.

A bright moon shines in the sky, and the city of Chang'an is filled with lanterns. Children were running around the streets holding candied haws skewers, making a lot of noise.

His deep eyes trembled slightly, looking less sharp for the first time in three months.

He didn't know how he spent these three months. All he knew was that he almost never closed his eyes, and even when he closed his eyes, there was only a nightmare in his mind.

Horrible nightmare...

He promised to take her to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with him, but he was the only one left.

"Take a look, take a look!" There was a shouting sound from the arena in front. One of the old men banged the gong and said: "Today, the eldest daughter of the Mu family, Mu Yingying, is competing in the arena to get married. As long as she can compete in this arena, The one who defeated my little daughter is my son-in-law Chenglong Kuai!"

Feng Sizui had no intention of stopping, but he stopped because of the comments around him.

"I heard that Mu Yingying is extremely beautiful and has extraordinary martial arts skills. Many young masters in Chang'an want to embrace this beauty!"

"Isn't that right? You said that Mr. Mu is really lucky to have given birth to such a beautiful girl."

"No, no, no, as long as you see Mu Yingying's excellence, you don't see her sister."

"Oh - her sister seems... to be a fool!?"

"Yes! I heard that she is very good-looking, but she is stupid. This time, Mr. Mu said that whoever marries Mu Yingying must marry her sister at the same time. It seems like that..."

"Mu Tiantian!"

"Yeah!"

…

The red silk swayed on the stage, and the slim appearance of the two girls from the Mu family came into view.

At this moment, Feng Sizui, who was standing under the stage, almost forgot to breathe, with a tiny glimmer of light shining in his deep eyes.

He never once thought about Feng Yingying, but all his eyes fell on Feng Tiantian.

I saw her wearing a smoky haze-colored Begonia brocade dress woven with Yunfeizhuang damask, her eyes were clear and lively, and there was a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth.

The most frightening thing is...she actually looks...the same as Luo Qingchen.