The two of them went inside and sat down. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Feng Yintian poured water for her and said slowly: "No problem, don't worry!" ”

Ah Chi frowned: "But I never saw what you looked like just now, there must be something in trouble." Brother, don't hide it from me, I want to know everything! ”

Her keen intelligence once amazed him in his heart, looked at her frowning brows and said, "Ah Chi, I just want you to live peacefully and happily, and I will block the wind and rain outside." Are you at ease? ”

Ah Chi shook his head and looked at him stubbornly: "I grew up in the wind and rain, not a greenhouse flower." Brother, things started because of me, I want to know everything, I want to face it with you! ”

Her tone was resolute, her clear eyes were shining, and Feng Yintian couldn't help but be moved. She is indeed not an ordinary woman, and her own love and care may not be suitable for her. Especially the sentence "I want to face it with you", which made him feel a little more moved for no reason.

He has always been alone in the face of the wind and rain of the whole world and the sadness of his heart, and no one can stand by his side.

"Brother!" Ah Chi grabbed his hand and looked at him with a pair of eyes full of longing.

He changed his mind in an instant.

"Ah Chi, your affairs are over for the time being, but the Feng family is still in trouble......"

He told her Wen Yuanzhong's intention, and also told her about letting Taihua Shuhua use fake corpses to gather four corpses to hide from the world that day. "Wen Yuanzhong will pass on the news that all four of your family have been subdued, but Zong Yue's suspicion is quite serious, if he knows that your father Feng Chaoshan is of the same clan as me, he will definitely make a move."

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

Feng Yintian smiled: "Of course! Ah Chi, the Feng Clan is not as powerful as you see......"

After a long period of business dealings, the Feng family has established complex relationships with the generals who hold the lifeblood of the two countries: the Feng family needs them to take care of business, so they do not hate war, and they also rely on the considerable profits that the Feng family secretly conveys. Therefore, they and the Feng clan are interdependent, and if the Feng clan is in trouble, the generals of the two countries will lose the most important source of weapons and the support of interests, and they will not be happy; If the Feng clan does not fall, they will have a reason to continue to work hard for the imperial court. Therefore, even if Zong Yue is in trouble, he needs to comprehensively weigh all factors. What's more, Mei Changfeng in the north is eyeing him, and the Feng clan is sandwiched between the two countries, and they always have an ambiguous attitude. Zong Yue is also facing a hot potato.

Ah Chi Tuo listened quietly, and sighed for a while: "No wonder people say that the Northern Mei Nanzong is not as good as Feng Feng, in fact, it is not just the financial resources that are so, the connections of the Feng family are even more amazing. Brother, now I understand where your domineering comes from! ”

"Am I domineering?"

"For example, when you took me to watch the piano a few days ago, you said that you didn't admire the emperor, and at that time you exuded a kind of domineering spirit all over your body, but it was supported by confidence and naturally revealed, I appreciate it!"

A ray of divine light flashed in Feng Yintian's eyes: "That's good!" He looked at her, "Ah Chi, you have only now returned to your former appearance, I am very happy!" ”

Ah Chi lowered his eyes when he heard this, and then quietly raised it again: "Am I too forgetful?" ”

Feng Yintian shook his head: "They have always been in your life, and they don't need to be remembered from time to time. You live well, which is the best tribute and comfort to them. ”

Ah Chi remembered his father's words again: "Live well, don't take revenge!" ”

Only those who really love her will take their last breath to tell her like this. Survival is the most important thing, but revenge is a weight that life cannot bear, and he doesn't want her to bear this kind of pressure.

Her eyes began to mist with water.

"Brother, when I first came, I only felt that I was the most miserable and unfortunate person in the world, but now, I slowly feel that I am the luckiest!"

Feng Yintian looked at her with warm eyes. He knew she was starting to open her heart.

"I lost my father and three brothers, but God gave me the love of Feng Chaoshan's father for ten years. After my father died, I had your love again......"

A crystal teardrop finally broke through the barrier of the eyelashes and slid down his face quietly: "Actually, if you change the angle of everything, you will get a different conclusion...... As you said, I am the best comfort to them by living well, and their spirits in heaven will be happy. ”

Another teardrop slipped down his eyelashes, and Feng Yintian reached out to catch it. He looked at the trembling tears on his fingertips, sighed and said, "I really hope that I can give you more than ten years of love." ”

"Of course not only! Brother, I have already decided, Ah Chi was saved by you, and I will stay by your side for the rest of my life. If you marry a wife and have children in the future, I will help you take care of the children and help you take care of the house, anyway, I will not leave! ”

Feng Yintian's face gradually turned pale: "You are laughing, how can a girl not marry!" ”

"Don't marry! I'm full of trouble, so why should I mistake other people's children. Like a mother, in the end, my father and Koike were so tired that they gave up their lives in vain, I will never do this kind of thing! ”

Her heart is the same as his, she would rather fight with her fate alone than stretch out her hand to the world for help.

Therefore, he never knew his heart so clearly at such a moment: he wanted to cling to her hand, use his loneliness to get close to her loneliness, and give her more than ten years of love!

Hateful fate is not up to anyone. The time he has in his hands is less than five years.

Feng Yintian only felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest, forced himself to take a secret breath, and said, "This topic is too heavy, don't talk about it." Ah Chi, play a tune for my brother! ”

He leaned feebly against the cushion on the back of his chair, his face pale. Ah Chi found out that he was wrong and became anxious: "Brother, your face is wrong, is it because you are not feeling well?" Do you want to call Mr. Chen? ”

Feng Yintian waved his hand: "It's just a little tired." Ah Chi, I just need to listen to you play the piano! ”

Ah Chi hurriedly summoned Biyun and Bitao at the door, and wanted the two of them to move the piano, but Feng Yintian said: "This is the reception room, it is not clean if there are many people, go to your piano room." ”

Because of Lu Qi, Ah Chi called the original study room the piano room.

Ah Chi thought about it, so he stood up and turned the table around and carefully helped him up. He was a head taller than her, so she held on to one of his arms, trying to help him with strength, Feng Yintian said helplessly: "I am a person who practices martial arts, how can I be so weak." You can just give it a little bit. ”

Ah Chi grabbed Feng Yintian's arm with his arm, and the two went out with their arms around each other, Biyun Bitao wanted to come to help, Ah Chi waved his hand, and the two went to the West House to burn incense and wait.

Ah Chi helped Feng Yintian into the Westinghouse study, cushioned him behind him, and made him lean on the couch opposite the bookshelf. I cleaned my hands again, sat down in front of the desk, thought for a moment, and played the "Meditation Mantra".

This is my mother's favorite tune. Whenever she misses her father and is restless, she and Xiao Chi will be quiet when they hear it, and the little person will feel clear and peaceful in her heart.

The sound of the piano is melodious and clear, like the waterfront on a windy day, and the white clouds are sunny at the beginning. The pain in Feng Yintian's chest gradually disappeared in the sound of the piano, and he closed his eyes unconsciously and comfortably.