It didn't take long for Feng Lingxiao to take care of the business at hand and hurried back to the house, the faint fragrance of tea lingered in the room, she was reading the book quietly, the green silk was scattered on her shoulders, a few strands of hair hung down on her cheeks, and her face was calm and peaceful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he looked at the warmth that suddenly rose in his heart, as if that moment was enough to be desolate, he was losing his mind when he saw her smiling, and hurriedly went in to sit beside her and asked with a smile: "How do you feel today?"

"Much better, how is your arm, is the injury healed?" An Ning looked at his arm.

"Well, it's just a flesh wound. He symbolically raised his left arm, nodded reassuringly, and said to him, "Tomorrow I want to leave for the imperial kingdom." ”

Unexpectedly, he frowned suddenly, as if worried: "Your body is just a little better, how can you withstand the fatigue of the journey? What if you encounter danger along the way?"

"Ling Xiao. An Ning smiled to stop his confusion, "The people in my hands are not vegetarians, you don't have to worry so much, and I can't get tired from riding in the carriage." ”

Feng Lingxiao knew that she was going back in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and sighed lightly: "I'm afraid you're too sad." ”

Although he has never accompanied her to the Mid-Autumn Festival, but everyone in the imperial kingdom knows that every Mid-Autumn Festival, the lord of Qingning is nowhere to be seen, he sent someone to inquire only to understand that she will go to worship her mother and brother every day, and always cry bitterly, and the next day is always sent back to the house by her subordinates, and then it will be delayed for a few days.

An Ning quickly understood the meaning of his words, and smiled slightly: "I'll just indulge that day, it's okay." ”

Feng Lingxiao looked at her smile and felt sad, stepped forward to take her into his arms, the soft feeling made him feel a little relieved, she always made him feel distressed, and whispered in her ear: "Ning'er, I don't ask for anything else, I just hope you can take care of yourself, and don't forget me." ”

An Ning had forgotten how she had responded to him, only to feel that the sour liquid had reached saturation, and it rushed out of her eyes without hesitation, blurring everything in front of her. He always said that she made him feel distressed, and vice versa. This man always has a way to move her, and once she is moved, it is unforgettable.

Many years later, when I recalled this scene, I could always clearly echo his low hoarse voice with a little begging, and his full distress for him. After all, since eight years, except for Huang Yan, he has never cried in front of others, Feng Lingxiao... He is the fourth person after his stepmother, brother and Huang Yan.

That night, An Ning proposed to have dinner in the courtyard, and as long as it did not endanger her body, he let her do it in recent days, so he immediately ordered someone to start preparing, and An Ning attended in a thick white coat at his request. An Ning picked up the tea cup in front of him and smiled at him: "It's not appropriate to drink alcohol today, I will replace wine with tea, thank you for your hospitality in the past few days." ”

Feng Lingxiao twisted his eyebrows slightly as if he was displeased: "Why are you so polite to me?"

"Eh, it's just a ritual. An Ning urged him to raise the lamp, and he had no choice but to drink the cup of tea with me. Put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the almost mellow moon in the sky and whispered: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again......"

Looking at the gloom and confusion on her face, Feng Lingxiao's heart tightened and asked, "Ning'er, what happened to make you like this eight years ago?" What was it that made her resolutely ask for battle at the age of eight, and let her turn into Shura to gallop on the battlefield, giving her more of these vicissitudes on her face?

"Ling Xiao, everyone praises me for caring for the whole kingdom and not being able to bear to lose my life, but... I'm not that great. An Ning smiled bitterly when she was silent, her eyes were misty, "Twelve years ago, the Canglan Continent fell into a melee, and the imperial country also suffered a catastrophe, but Prince Xiao, my nominal father abandoned us regardless of our life or death. My mother took me and my brother on the run, and she was not in good health and ran around and soon fell ill, and died a year later, you know? The last sentence ......" In the end, she couldn't help crying, and Feng Lingxiao on the side hurriedly hugged her trembling in her arms to comfort her: "It's okay, it's okay, Ning'er, it's all over......"

An Ning closed his eyes, the tip of his nose was his cold breath, and the killing picture that hit his heart gradually faded, and the disordered mood was calmed, and he continued: "She said don't resent anything, she must be happy, but how can I not resent it......?"

"Brother, it seems that someone is coming over there again!"

"Don't be afraid, Ning'er, let's go this way!" Huang Anyi pulled his sister through the jungle quickly, but the tiredness of many days of running still made the teenager fall from time to time.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Anning looked at him worriedly.

"It's fine. The young man smiled warmly, reached out and stroked her dirty little face, leaned down and said, "Come, Ning'er, brother carries you, this is faster!"

An Ning obediently lay on his back, and Huang Anyi immediately ran forward quickly, but unfortunately there were also a group of people in the distance, and it seemed that the enemy army had surrounded this place. "Damn, can't you really escape today?"

"Brother, what should we do?" An Ning asked in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid. Huang Anyi looked around and found a pit, and hurriedly put the person on his back inside, just enough for her to stay. Huang Anyi breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Ning'er, you just stay here, don't go anywhere until your brother comes back, and don't make a sound, you know?"

An Ning nodded and asked, "What about my brother?"

Huang Anyi looked at the innocent sister in front of him, and his heart was astringent, but there was still a warm smile on his face: "Brother go find food for Ning'er, okay?"

"Okay, Ning'er and other brothers. ”

Huang Anyi desperately held back the tears in his eyes, hugged the girl in front of him who was smiling warmly and whispered: "Ning'er, you are my only sister, I will protect you even if I die...... Ning'er, in the future, you have to smile warmly like now, even if... Even if I don't have a brother......"

"Brother?"

"Okay, my brother is gone, remember what my brother said before. Huang Anyi told her again and again, and when he saw her nodding, he turned around and left.

An Ning clenched his fingers and whispered: "Later, he came back, but he was covered in blood, and I was about to call him in the pit, but I saw him smile at him, and then fell straight down, his body covered me, I felt something dripping on my face, and I was about to call him when he heard the chaotic footsteps outside, and those people approached and found that my brother was dead and left." ”

"It turns out... It turned out that my brother deliberately lured them so that they thought that he could protect me under him when he died...... It turned out that it was my brother's blood that dripped on my face! He died because he was protecting me, because he was protecting me!"

"Ning'er!Ning'er!" Feng Lingxiao hurriedly tightened his arms and hugged her tightly, "Ning'er, I'm still here, it's not your fault, it's not your fault......" He is now beginning to admire the young man named Huang Anyi, who can actually do this for his sister, if it weren't for him, maybe there would not be this peerless woman who is stunning in the world now......

An Ning clutched the placket on his chest and choked up: "Obviously, not long ago, he was talking to me and smiling at me, why did ......he die?

"Ning'er, he is your brother, so he naturally wants you to be safe. He whispered reassuringly.

"Ling Xiao, I was only six years old that year, and I was helpless to see my mother die in front of me, and then I witnessed my brother die to protect myself, and I was left alone......" An Ning bit her lower lip and said in a deep voice, "Later, I found a hidden master in the bamboo forest, I worshipped him as a teacher and began to recruit forces, two years later I completed my studies and founded Ning Shiqi, and then I broke into the palace directly and asked for a war." At that time, the imperial kingdom fell apart and was almost destroyed, and the old emperor could only give it a go, so I was appointed as the generalissimo to appear on the battlefield, which was also the first time that Ning Shiqi appeared. ”

Feng Lingxiao is also recalling that eight years ago, Ning Shiqi appeared on the battlefield for the first time to fight against Lan Guo, and Ning Shiqi, who was wearing red armor, devoured the Lan army with an unstoppable momentum like a flame, and she appeared with a white silk, and a touch of plain white in the scarlet was so dazzling, and in the end, Lan Guo's soldiers were defeated like a mountain, and Ning Shiqi did not lose a single soldier. The girl looked up to the sky and laughed, sang in the wind, and on this day, she was shocked by the Ning Shiqi of one and ten, and the three words of Huang Anning were also played in the world. The sentence "With my emperor in peace, see who dares to invade the imperial country again!" shocked the Quartet, but no one dared to act rashly. The song of laughter and dance was given the name of Sigh and became a swan song for the ages.

"I went out at the age of eight, and it took me five years to conquer the country, and everyone said that I was attached to the country, and the people of the country were grateful to me, but I was really not that great. An Ning tugged at the corners of her lips, her eyes silent, "My mother and brother are both sleeping on the land of the Imperial Kingdom, how can I allow the filthy people to dirty the land and disturb their tranquility?"

Feng Lingxiao hugged her tightly, he knew, how could people who had experienced those things really care about inconsequential things? An Ning smiled low and asked him, "Do you think I'm cold-blooded?"

"No, it won't. He stroked her hair and whispered, "I just feel sorry for you." ”