Chapter 30 Section IX

When Feng Lingxue woke up again, she was already in the iron prison.She felt cold all over, as if all the blood had flowed from the wound.A few beams of sunlight came in from the window and lightly spread on the ground. She wanted to climb into the sunlight, but after struggling a few times, she found that her feet were caught in chains.She could only straighten her fingers as far as she could to lightly touch the light beam.This didn't make her warm, but she still looked at the sunshine obsessively.She thought that her body had turned into ice, so let it melt in the sunlight, and don't leave a trace in the world.

But her life is no longer in her own hands, the torture department will never let her die easily, even though they already knew everything, after waking up from a coma, Feng Lingxue always heard them discussing how to use torture to achieve both Let her suffer to the extreme but not die.There are the most terrible instruments of torture and the best doctors at the same time. People here like to manipulate the feeling of life and death at the same time. You think you are dead, but they make you come back to life and feel the pain again; when you know that you are alive, but you Would rather die.They have long stopped asking questions, and there is no need for an interrogation.Who wants to kill whom, who hates whom, this is not a secret, what the torturer wants is to control a flesh and blood body, and dance madly between extreme pain and extreme sinking.

I don't know how many days have passed, Feng Lingxue knows that she is still alive, but she has forgotten everything else, who she is, why she is here, where is this place, and what is in front of her eyes.She has lost her mind, she thinks that she has become a plant, a small grass stem that has been trampled off, only the root is still in the soil, but it can no longer dance with the wind. When she felt a strong light shining on her body, she slowly opened her eyes and found that she was being carried outside the prison, where many people were looking at her. An old man came up and hugged her: "My child, you have suffered." Then he burst into tears.Feng Lingxue stood dumbly, not knowing who this person was, why he called her a child, and why he cried and shook her.

In the days that followed, she lay on a big soft bed, and many maids bathed and ate her every day, and took medicine to bind her wounds.A young man came to see her every day, looked at her for a long time through the curtain, and then walked away silently.Feng Lingxue didn't know who he was either. Suddenly one day, for a moment, she remembered that that person was called Yi Zaitian. So she also remembered who she was, why she was here, and what happened before. When Yi Zaitian walked into Feng Lingxue's room again, he was taken aback.Feng Lingxue had already sat up, dressed in a neat white dress, her hair was tied up, and her cuffs were tied tightly, just like when she was not injured.She stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sunlight outside the window, looked back at Yi Zaitian, and then walked out.

Yi Zaitian went out with him, and saw Feng Lingxue standing by the side of the stone road, looking at the city below the mountain. This is a huge city in the forest. The wooden buildings are built among the giant trees, stacked on top of each other, connected by plank roads, scattered like leaves.It is the capital of the Yu clan, a city named Qing. In the center of the forest are the seven largest sacred trees, and the imperial palace of the Yu clan is perfectly combined with the seven giant trees. "A lot has happened in the past few months." Yi Zaitian walked to her side and said, "Now your father is the King of Yu, you are the princess of the new dynasty, and I will be your husband."

Feng Lingxue didn't seem to hear this.Just looking at the royal city under the feet of the afternoon sun.She suddenly asked, "Who am I going to kill next?" "If you don't want to kill again, I won't force you. You have already died once. If you can survive Fengfang's bitter plan, deceive the King of Yu into using him, have the military power, and succeed in seizing the throne, you will be released from the Iron Prison." I'm amazed to come out alive." "Then who is going to die next?" Yi Zaitian was silent for a while: "It's me, or your father."

He could feel the change of Feng Lingxue's breath and the fluctuation of her mood, even though he couldn't see her eyes. "I know you can't figure it out, don't understand why all this is. Sometimes people who kill don't need to know why to kill, it's also a kind of happiness. People who plan to kill all day long are the real pain, because he is planning others. When he died, he had already foreseen his various ways of dying." After Yi Zaitian finished speaking, he walked down the mountain without looking back. He almost died, but his father became Yu Wang.Regardless of whether the assassination is successful or not, those who are going to die will definitely die. Some people have already counted everything well.It is so simple to tell the things in the world, but if you don’t tell them, you will never understand. It’s like an arrow on the string, and everyone is staring at the hand holding the arrow in horror.So Feng Lingxue doesn't guess or think about it, she knows that the result will come eventually, the person who uses the arrow will also die under the arrow, from the king to the dead, it's just one step away.So, what is the use of calculating too clearly?The struggle in this world has nothing to do with her, she is just an arrow, a thin and fragile arrow that can take souls away.

Feng Lingxue went back to the iron prison where she was imprisoned, and this time everyone knelt down at her feet in fear.She walked all the way to the depths of the iron prison, and stopped before the iron cage that once imprisoned herself. A young girl was still locked there, and Feng Lingxue seemed to see herself for a moment. "This is Lu Ranzhen, the ex-Nihe snowman. She was the one who shot and wounded Her Royal Highness Princess with an arrow in the hall." The jailer on the side explained. "Let her out." Feng Lingxue said. "But... this rebellion is very dangerous..."

Feng Lingxue didn't speak anymore, her silence made the jailer's body go cold: "Yes, I understand." Lu Ran was really brought into the sun. Her hair was disheveled and her body was covered in bloodstains. "If you let me go, I will kill you immediately." She looked at Feng Lingxue with hatred. "Give her a bow and arrow." Feng Lingxue said calmly, taking a few steps back. The guard didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he untied Lu Ranzhen's chains, put the bow and arrow at her feet, and fled to the side as if flying away. Lu Ranzhen slowly bent down to pick up the bow and arrow, her whole body was shaking, and the pain made her bend down to endure great pain.Her fingers trembled like it was impossible to hold anything, but Feng Lingxue never left her hand.

Sure enough, the moment Lu Ran's real finger touched the bow, she immediately seemed to be a different person, and she became a shooter again. A sharp shooter will never let her hands tremble when holding a bow, no matter how much she had before. How much pain, and when she shoots the arrow, the speed will not slow down at all.Feng Lingxue understood this, so she was concentrating on it from the moment Lu Ranzhen bent down.Lu Ran hit the arrow like lightning, Feng Lingxue was only a few feet away, but she didn't make a move. The guard only gave her an arrow. Feng Lingxue didn't have a bow and arrow at hand.

The two confronted each other like this.Every inch of wind, every angle of light and every possible move of an opponent can make a difference in the ending. The guards beside him also clenched their swords tightly, too nervous to breathe. Lu Ran's eyes gradually changed from hatred, to blurred, and then to lax.She staggered and fell to the ground.Feng Lingxue rushed forward and hugged her. Lu Ranzhen suddenly burst into tears in Feng Lingxue's arms. After that, Lu Ranzhen never concealed her jealousy towards Feng Lingxue, because one day when Feng Lingxue was around, she couldn't be the strongest. Ling Xue cried like a child in her arms.Is it because of the pain?Or despair?Or cherish each other?If Lu Ran really didn't speak, and Feng Lingxue didn't speak, no one would be able to speak clearly.