The sun's rays shine through the window lattice in the dim room sprinkled beams of light, facing the light you can see the fine dusty mist flying in the air, the wind soaking in the medicine tank slightly sideways face, quietly look at the mist under the beam of water does not move, time seems to stand still, the room is quiet can hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.

After a long time, Fengzhao exhaled softly and tilted his head on the edge of the medicine jar and closed his eyes, he didn't know if his legs could be good, he thought about his father and mother, and thought about whether they were okay, quietly, two crystal tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes. At this time, Mr. Ghost Spirit's soft sigh came from outside the door, and after a while, Mr. Ghost's voice came: "If you want to have a good leg, you must open the heart knot, your leg disease is in the leg, and the root is in the heart." Whether you can be good or not is all in your heart, if you can't tie the knot, you can't heal your leg with the skills of your life. "Sick in the heart, isn't it, Feng Zhao smiled bitterly, remembering that when Mr. Ghost Ling came to check his pulse on the first day, he looked at him deeply, and only said this sentence for a long time, "Sick in the heart, it depends on your chance." "Chance, what is chance? Is his inability to move his legs also chance?

He remembered very well the day when his leg was broken, the sky was so cold that he could wring out the water, he sat in the carriage, Jing You drove the carriage crazy on the mountain road, followed by more than a dozen dead soldiers, not far behind him, a black-clothed horse team chased closely, the carriage bumped all the way and ran wildly, holding his Limeng as much as possible to sit firmly and protect him, but let it be like this, he still vomited in the dark, at that moment he felt that his heart and stomach were going to vomit, he didn't know how long he could run like this, he felt very scared。

The future is like a mist that cannot see the light, he has no ability to tear through the darkness, he listens to the whistling of arrows and the sound of fighting, he knows that there are dead soldiers who died to protect him, he clung to Limeng for fear that he will also leave him, suddenly "whoosh" An arrow was inserted into the car, followed by a few more, Limeng picked him up and jumped out, and then landed on a horse without an owner in front of him and galloped away, and when he flew out of the car, he saw dead bodies all the way, including the dead soldiers who guarded him, and the men in black who chased him.

Jing You, who was driving the carriage, saw the horse galloping by, and with a flick of the whip, the carriage suddenly scattered into countless fragments, and pieces of sawdust were shot at the black-clothed man who was chasing him like a sword with a handle. He heard the voice of death clearly, and saw that the big mouth of death was approaching him little by little, and wanted to devour him, and at that moment he opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout out, but he couldn't.

I don't know how long he ran, he saw people chasing him, fewer and less, until there were none. He continued to run for a while, and after making sure that he was safe, he dismounted from his horse and put him on the ground, but found that he could not stand up, and originally thought that he was frightened and would be better after a few days of rest, but until now he has not stood up.

He didn't know how long he was going to soak in this medicinal bath, since it was a heart disease, what to do with it, just no cure. Feng Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, "Limeng"

Outside the house, Limeng was stunned for a moment, he heard Fengzhao's voice, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, since Fengzhao couldn't walk, this was the first time he heard his call, he rubbed his ears and looked at Mr. Ghost Ling, who was standing next to him thin and shriveled, Mr. Ghost also flashed his shrewd eyes and looked at Limeng suspiciously.

"Limeng" There was a childish but faint domineering low drink in the house, Limeng pushed the door slammed in, and came to Fengzhao, nervous with excitement, "Young master, have you spoken?"

Feng Zhao looked at the dead soldiers who fled all the way with him, and he was very grateful in his heart, in his heart, he had already regarded those dead soldiers who fled with him all the way as his own family, they were the dead soldiers cultivated by the palace, and their duty was to be responsible for the safety of the palace。

"Dress me," Feng Zhao withdrew, looking at Limeng's eyes, his face was as cold and silent as before.

"But, time" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a look from Feng Zhao, and Li Meng didn't say anything more, picking up the clothes on the shelf next to him.

"No matter what, the young master has always spoken. Limeng muttered.

Out of the house, Feng Zhao squinted at the sun in the west, and was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes condensed with supreme arrogance and domineering.

"No one can stop me" is sonorous and firm. At that moment, this little boy, who was only seven years old, had a kind of momentum to ascend to the world. At that moment, the wind shone on the surrounding scene, as if it was solemn and a lot more solemn. Looking at the bronze wheelchair in the distance, Mr. Ghost under the slanting sun whispered softly: "Feng Xuan, what should you think?"

Since then, the seven-year-old Fengzhao began to study, his legs are not good, and he can't learn advanced martial arts, he followed Limeng to learn simple internal skills, and began to learn medical skills with Mr. Ghost, although he doesn't like to smell the smell of herbs, but it does not hinder him from learning the spirit of medicine, he thinks that there is no harm in learning more things, the days pass quietly like flowing water, and the progress of Xiao Fengzhao is also visible by the day, he is smart and studious and good at studying, those awkward internal skills and the name of the herbs he can memorize backwards。

Fengzhao, who had studied for a long time this day, felt a little tired, so he put down the book in his hand and looked out the window, and saw the kapok tree in the yard, and somehow remembered the little girl named Yaoling, and remembered that the little girl's Fengzhao eyes were silky, "Lanyan brought that little girl here." ”

Lan Yan answered the call and left, and after a while, he heard the sound of humming and humming from outside the courtyard gate, it was Lan Yan who was still leading Yao Ling in a little red coat in his hand, and walked slowly, the little girl was really pink and jade, and while walking, she was still humming a song that only she could understand, and the other hand was still holding the pastry, seeing the pastry in Yao Ling's hand, the smile in Feng Zhao's eyes deepened. Entering the door, the little girl saw Fengzhao, stunned for a while, and then smiled, and the whole room seemed to light up when she smiled, and then the little girl walked towards Fengzhao, walked to Fengzhao, and climbed into Fengzhao's arms like last time, raised the pastry in her hand to feed Fengzhao, Fengzhao turned her head, and said in a low voice: "You know how to eat." ”

Yaoling, who was more than a year old, didn't know the meaning of this sentence, and she also followed with a milky voice, "Know how to eat", and the last eating sound was very long.

Lan Yan on the side couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "Go and bring the rose milk cake just sent by the Yanlong Palace" Feng Zhao said to Lan Yan, Lan Yan couldn't help but think that the young master really likes this little girl, just now the rose milk cake sent by the king of Yanlong Kingdom, the young master hasn't tasted it, so he gave it to the little girl, it is a palace tribute, not to mention that ordinary people can't see it.

After Lan Yan went out, there were only two children left in the house, Feng Zhao and Yao Ling, Xiao Yao Ling was like a thorn in Feng Zhao's arms, slipping down for a while and climbing up again, touching this and moving for a while, and not resting for a moment.

After a while, Lan Yan entered the house with a plate of rose milk cake, and as soon as Lan Yan entered the room, Xiao Yaoling's eyes were fixed on the plate in her hand, and she watched Lan Yan put the plate on the table without blinking for a moment, and the wind signaled Lan Yan to go out, and then looked at the little girl, thinking about what she would do.

Xiao Yaoling looked at the plate on the table and stretched out her hand but couldn't even touch the edge of the table, no matter how she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach the plate, so she climbed into Fengzhao's arms again, but Fengzhao's wheelchair was some distance from the table, she still couldn't hold it, she slipped down again, and went to push Fengzhao's bronze wheelchair, but she couldn't push it even with the strength of breastfeeding, she was a little dazed, and she didn't know what to do.

At this time, Fengzhao deliberately turned the wheels of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair approached the table, just when Xiao Yaoling was waiting for Fengzhao to move on, Fengzhao stopped turning the wheelchair, Yaolin was anxious to grab Fengzhao's hand, Fengzhao had already prepared to wrap his hands in front of his chest, staring at Yaoling with a smile in his eyes, to see what else she would do.

Xiao Yaoling couldn't catch Fengzhao's hand anymore, her mouth was deflated, and she was about to cry when she saw it, and Fengzhao counted "one, two, three" in her heart Suddenly, without the slightest warning, Xiao Yaoling lowered his head and bit Fengzhao's left knee, and also bit like a puppy, a trace of itching instantly spread from Fengzhao's left knee to a certain point on his waist and then to his heart, and then his left foot moved, Fengzhao was stunned for a moment, he deliberately moved his toes again, although it was a little difficult, but it was indeed able to move, and the tears flowed down so quietly inadvertently.

This little boy, who usually looks a little cold and arrogant, looks so fragile and sad at the moment, like a little deer away from his mother. In fact, he has left his parents since he was five years old, and when will he see his parents again? From that time he was carried off the horse by Limeng for two years now, he didn't know how to move his toes, how to walk, he experienced a fear and sadness that an adult can't bear at a young age, this boy's heart was filled with too much sorrow and sorrow, he originally thought that he would never walk again in this life, but today, he clearly felt the sensation from his legs, and in the blur of tears, he looked at Xiao Yaoling who was staring at him in a daze with wide eyes, and couldn't help but think, is this what Mr. Ghost said about chance?

At this time, the little rattle picked her small nose with one hand and looked at the teary-eyed Fengzhao blankly, her little mind didn't know what to think anymore, she paused for a while, she bent down and blew the left knee of Fengzhao that had been bitten by her with her small mouth, and then patted it with her fleshy little hand, and said in her mouth: "It doesn't hurt." Time passed quietly, the room was quiet, the noon sun sprinkled through the doors and windows all over the clean and elegant room, the two children looked at each other quietly, Yaoling forgot to ask for pastries, and the wind at this moment also turned all his fears, sorrows, and thoughts in the past two years into tears, from this moment he no longer felt scared and from this moment he became strong and mature. Although he was only seven years old, he believed that his heart could be as strong as those of the dead.