After returning from Xiliang, Feng Zhiwei was still her secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and it was very calm for a while, and there were rumors in the court that Wei Zhi should not sit for a long time in the Ministry of Rites - according to the convention, after serving as a secretary, he will be released to serve as a feudal official, and when he comes back, he can naturally enter the cabinet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Zhiwei herself doesn't care where to put it, if she can, she would like to go to Shanbei Road, there were many doubts about the Green Forest Xiaoju case, I heard that the leader of the Hang family who was scattered fled outside, and the remnants of the forces escaped into the mountains, if they met, they could talk.

She came back for several months, has been deliberately making herself very busy, the imperial temple is close at hand, except for the first day of coming back to visit as usual, the rest of the time to avoid it, just came back to see Shaoning, she was very shocked, the girl was silent and sluggish, no longer had the distinct atmosphere of the year, although looking at her eyes still showed a little eagerness, but also from time to time the mind did not belong, as if there was something else in mind, Feng Zhiwei thought about Concubine Qing in her heart, she was sent to Xiliang when Concubine Qing was just pregnant, but now I don't know what? However, in Shaoning, no trace of Concubine Qing was found.

She also went to see the word "Imperial Temple" engraved on the bluestone at the mouth of the well for the first time when she came back, the words there had disappeared, polished as smooth as ever, and she couldn't see that someone had written it, and she didn't know who erased it, Ning Yi saw it.

Seeing a period of pretending to be busy, and a few months passed in an instant, early summer was approaching, Helian Zheng sent people from the grassland to send baskets of grapes, carefully wrapped in mulberry linen paper, and the fast horses passed into Beijing day and night, when the grapes arrived, they could still see the water vapor hoarfrost condensed on the skin, as for the taste, it was even sweeter, Feng Zhiwei lost his mind every time he ate, and in a trance he seemed to see the young master and Zhizhi were on his side, the young master peeled the grapes slowly, and stuffed them into Zhizhi's mouth gently enough, and occasionally stuffed one for her, And Zhizhi leaned on her father's knee, but wiped the juice on her hand so that Feng Zhiwei's knees were all over her ...... Feng Zhiwei always woke up suddenly at the moment when the grape juice dripped down his knees, and then sighed at his lonely shadow on the wall under the glowing lights in the room.

Thinking like this, the taste of loneliness devours her heart and bones, no matter how good the grapes are, she carefully wrapped them up, ready to send some of them to Xiliang, but Helian Zheng was very careful in some aspects, and specially wrote to tell her that Xiliang also sent a copy, Feng Zhiwei ordered someone to buy a walnut and send it over, although Xiliang also has a walnut, but she always felt that the young master's favorite must be the walnut in Dijing.

The young master also wrote to her, many of them very often, but every time it was like a very distressed pen, ink and paper, so frugal that Feng Zhiwei wanted to cry - palm-sized paper, ten words that could be counted by hand, highly condensed and summarized words, such as the recent reply letter after receiving Xiao Hu Tao was written like this: Received, delicious, miss you.

Basically, his reply, the last two words are not moving, the first few words are combined according to the content of Feng Zhiwei's letter, and the spring letter is: Peach blossoms, miss you. Apricot blossoms, miss you. Pear blossoms bloom, miss you. In the summer, don't ask, it must be the lotus blossoms, miss you. The lotus is ripe, I miss you. Wait a minute.

Feng Zhiwei is sometimes really a little pitiful, and the messenger in the organization who is responsible for delivering the letter of Xiliang Dijing - thousands of miles of running dead horses and broken legs, just for these few words that can't be moved.

Feng Zhiwei's letter to him is very easy to mark: miss you one, miss you two, miss you three, and so on.

The grapes have not been eaten yet, and they are poured in the well water every day, and Young Master Gu's letter is marked high to seventeen, and she received a strange gift, the gift itself is nothing unusual, it is still a fruit, a fruit produced in the south, but the person who gave the gift is more special - Changning Xiaowang Lu Zhiyan.

Lu Zhiyan quickly left Xiliang since that day after the envoy intercepted the regent, Feng Zhiwei still has the two IOUs he made in his hand, but he is not worried about him defaulting on the debt, but when it comes to the intersection of the two in Xiliang, it is really not pleasant, what kind of gift is this? Isn't it a thunderbolt wrapped in a fruit coat? Feng Zhiwei stared at the neatly wrapped fruit, and felt that this thing seemed to be too big, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a pile of extremely large papayas, all round and full, and there was a note attached to the papaya.

Feng Zhiwei opened the note, and on the note was Lu Zhiyan's handwriting, as smart and flying as himself, and every skimming seemed to fly out of the paper, but there were only a few numbers.

Feng Zhiwei glanced at it, and tilted his nose angrily.

"The beauty gave me Qiongju, I should repay it with papaya, this is the best papaya in the south, the breast enlargement has a miraculous effect, your chest is pitiful, don't destroy it anymore."

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For the first time in his life, Feng Zhiwei couldn't control his emotions, and divided the little prince's note into thousands of pieces.

After she was done, she still wanted to step on the rotten papaya, thinking about why she couldn't get along with the melon, so she ordered someone to transport the papaya to the well, ready to eat it again, the more hateful, the more quickly it must be destroyed.

While waiting for the papaya to cool down, she calmly instructed her subordinates to patronize the Guangji Grocery Store if they had nothing to do, so that the Jiucheng Terracotta Division would often care about it, and by the way, she also cared about the business of the "Double Happiness Money" - Guangji Grocery Store is just Lu Zhiyan's half-hidden and half-exposed stronghold, the latter is the secret stake where he really connects the world, Feng Zhiwei took it back with papaya to warn - your latent power and source of wealth, don't think I don't know.

The papaya rolled in the bones by the well, with a strong aroma, Feng Zhi grabbed one and threw it into the well with hatred, but he didn't hear the expected sound of falling water, but heard a laughing "Ouch." ”

As soon as Feng Zhiwei heard the voice, he knew that a guy who was drilling frequently had come again, and quickly stood up to clean up the pile of papayas, but saw that Ning Yi had already smiled and groaned, holding a grape in his mouth, holding a papaya in one hand, and said while eating the grapes: "It tastes good, this melon looks good." ”

Feng Zhiwei blushed when he saw the shape of him holding a papaya in one hand, and quickly reached out to grab it, Ning Yi hid the melon behind his back with his hand, turned his head to look at her carefully, and said, "Hey, why do you blush when I take your two papayas?" Distressed? It's not just two melons, why are you getting more and more stingy with your life? ”

He rubbed the two melons back and forth, sniffed them carefully, and said with great appreciation: "It's from the south, it's rare and fresh, and the variety is good." ”

Feng Zhiwei looked at him with a serious face, thinking that this noble person had also grown up in the imperial capital, he should not know the so-called magic of papaya, his face looked a little better, he cleared his throat and smiled: "No, this melon has not been washed yet, I am afraid that you will have a stomach trouble after eating it." ”

Ning Yi put the papaya aside, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's rare that you care about me so much, and I will repay you with one." As he spoke, he picked up a bunch of grapes, peeled them with his own hands, handed them to her lips, and said, "Come." ”

Under the starlight, his eyebrows were beautiful, his eyes were shining, Feng Zhiwei was facing his face that turned all beings upside down, only to feel that men were sometimes really oppressive, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away and reached out to pick it up, but Ning Yi said: "You didn't wash your hands, come with your mouth." ”

Feng Zhiwei listened to the sentence "come with her mouth", and felt that something was wrong, and was about to glare at him, but Ning Yi had already gently rubbed the grapes on her lips, and the crystal grape juice stained her lips, lining the lips brightly, Ning Yi smiled: "Don't open your mouth? Okay, then give me a taste of whether it's sweet or not. As he spoke, he approached.

Feng Zhiwei was startled, immediately opened his mouth quickly, swallowed the grapes in one bite, and almost choked, Ning Yi's fingers scraped her lips, and said with a smile: "This is good." At the same time, he handed the finger stained with the grape juice on her lips to his lips and sucked it gently.

He sucked the juice, but while sucking, he had to tilt his head slightly, smiling at Feng Zhiwei, at this moment his smile was charming and rippling, and the elegant and noble atmosphere in the day was completely different, just like a midnight demon red blooming mandala, flowing silk and long, swaying and fragrant.

Feng Zhiwei encountered such a smile, and instantly threw away her armor, if it weren't for the lush flowers and trees here at the beginning of the night, her fiery face would definitely not be able to hide.

I had to hurry up and grab all the grapes to avoid this person being **** again, Ning Yi didn't grab it from her, let her grab all the grapes in her hand, and waited for her to grab a handful of grapes and prepare to eat, before she smiled: "I peeled it for you just now, and the courtesy is still exchanged, it's your turn." ”

Feng Zhi touched his face slightly, glanced at him, and said in a manly voice: "Okay......" Slowly peeled a grape, the crystal mare's milk grapes trembled with juice between her snow-white fingers, she was tearing off the last bit of skin with bad intentions, ready to squeeze the grape into someone's face, who knew that Ning Yi, who was sitting at the mouth of the well, suddenly turned her face.

At this time, she just squeezed her hand, and the grapes splattered out, and they landed right between his lips, Ning Yi took a mouthful, and even her fingers were in it.

Feng Zhiwei hurriedly pulled his fingers, but the man bit lightly, his face rose slightly in her lower position, a pair of smiling eyes approached, and was seen by such a gaze, Feng Zhiwei blushed again, only to feel that he was not honest with his fingers, the tip of his tongue brushed back and forth, and the teeth were turned over and over again, hot and itchy, her hand couldn't help but tremble, and she pumped out regardless of the possibility of being bitten.

Ning Yi had already let go of her immediately, Feng Zhiwei pulled out his fingers, saw a clear tooth mark in the corner of his eye, blushed, but he still reluctantly pretended to be a big-tailed wolf, and said calmly: "Sorry, I didn't wash my hands." While washing his hands by the well, he wanted to use the cold well water to calm the heat on his face.

Ning Yi didn't say anything, and said leisurely: "You are unkempt, and I don't mind." After looking at her for a long time, he suddenly pulled her hand and said, "Have you finished washing?" No matter how you wash it, you are not afraid of washing it by hand? ”

Feng Zhiwei turned his back to him, shaking his hands, Ning Yi had already grabbed a handkerchief, pulled her hand, and carefully wiped it clean for her, his movements were focused and gentle, his long eyelashes hung down, and a small piece of moonlight light and shadow appeared, Feng Zhiwei glanced over, and immediately turned his eyes away, only focusing on the pile of papayas.

Ning Yi wiped her hands clean, put the handkerchief in her arms, and said with a smile: "I just came back from Haoyunxuan just now, Your Majesty's meaning may really release you, do you have a place you want to go?" ”

Feng Zhiwei thought for a while, and said: "I naturally hope for a good place, you also know, my term of office is just a transition, to prepare for entering the cabinet, since this is the case, don't bring any poor mountains and bad waters to me to govern, Jianghuai I think it's good, it's close to the imperial capital." ”

"You want to be beautiful." Ning Yi smiled and said, "That's the richest land in the world, and it's so fat that it is beautiful, do you want me to break my head and fight for you?" ”

"Isn't Your Majesty planning to control Caoyun and open up the Jinghuai Canal?" Feng Zhi smiled and said, "You are in charge of the second household work department, I am afraid that this errand will fall on you, you want to find a way to make some trouble for the Jianghuai Daobu political envoy, and replace me." ”

"When will you, a woman, stop ruling people by conspiracy?" Ning Yi patted her head and said, "I know, do your best, according to my meaning, why do you have to let it out, anyway, there are not many exceptions on your body, you might as well have more, I always hope that you are closer to me, so as not to fly if you don't pay attention one day." ”

"The tips of the lower official's wings are tied to the palm of His Highness's hand." Feng Zhiwei smiled and said, "You will never dare to go west when you call the east, and you will never dare to plant your head down when you point to the north." ”

Ning Yi smiled slightly, glanced at her, and said, "I'll look at it upside down." He didn't say anything more, and said, "Ming'er still has something to do, I'll go back first, and you go to bed early." ”

Feng Zhiwei said "um", his expression was a little hesitant, but he didn't speak, Ning Yi has always been a shrewd, took a step and turned around, stared at her, and asked, "You seem to have something else to say to me?" ”

"Nothing." Feng Zhiwei's chin slowly raised not far from the next door, "After I came back this time, Shao Ning seemed to be a lot quieter, I want to know what happened to her during my absence." ”

Her eyes drooped and fell on the well, which had been carved with words but was now smooth, and what she really wanted to ask was these two words.

"Shaoning is a little wrong." Ning Yi said, "But after you left Beijing, she didn't stay in the imperial temple all the time, she went out of Beijing and went down Shanbei Road in the name of distraction, went to Dezhao Temple, the largest temple in the world, and worshiped the golden body of the Seven Ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Zhiyuan Master, stayed there for a long time, and returned to Beijing shortly before you returned." ”

Feng Zhi was slightly stunned, a trace of uneasiness passed through his heart, and then he smiled and said: "It's good if she is really willing to devote herself to Buddhism, I am always worried about her temperament, Qian Yan left the root of the disease with the knife wound she gave her at the beginning, and she has not been able to find a good idea yet." ”

"Qian Yan went to Xiliang this time, and I did a good job sorting out the paperwork for you, I am going to say hello to the officials and give him a real shortage." Ning Yi replied casually, he seemed to have something in his heart, and soon went down the well, and was about to press the mechanism, Feng Zhiwei subconsciously got up to send him off, and when Ning Yi was about to stealth into the well, he suddenly leaned over, attached it to her ear, and said softly: "Hmm...... Papaya is a good thing, and steaming with snow clams works wonders...... You know. ”

Feng Zhiwei: "......"

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The wellhead regained its calm, Feng Zhiwei sat silently by the well for a while, irritable in his heart, gnawed a few mouthfuls of papaya, and suddenly flew up, crossed the high wall, and went to the imperial temple next door from the back alley.

She made a gesture when she flew out, signaling that there was no need to follow, lest there would be too many people to follow, and it would be easy to be discovered when she went to a place like the Imperial Temple.

There was silence in the imperial temple, she looked at the princess's room through the window, it was dark and there was no movement, and she was about to get closer, when she suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind her, which was coming very fast, Feng Zhiwei was startled, the lightning retreated, but the other party was a few points faster than her, and there was a faint sharp whistling sound like a needle tip, and something had hit the back of the head!

This person's shot was beyond imagination, Feng Zhiwei had never seen such martial arts under Gu Nanyi, nor had she experienced such an imminent life and death, so she was busy and fell down from the wall.

This planted the other party in vain, vaguely saw in the air what bright red light and shadow in the black clothes flashed, Feng Zhiwei was just about to turn over, the whistling wind came again, Feng Zhiwei was a little embarrassed and retreated, her light skills were excellent, but the other party's body method was also chasing the electric light, the whistling wind continued, the two chased and fled out of the imperial temple in an instant, Feng Zhiwei ran away for a while, when turning an alley, the wind behind him suddenly stopped, Feng Zhiwei looked back in the dark, the road was empty, and the slightly wet ground was glowing with water vapor. There was no one on all sides, and the seemingly never-ending pursuit and life-and-death crisis just now seemed to be just a dream.

She was stunned, cold sweat was pouring on her back, and at the same time she felt inexplicable, what was this person going to do when he left suddenly and in an instant?

She looked around, only to find that this chase and escape was far away from the imperial temple, looking at the buildings on all sides, like the night flower market in the south of the imperial capital, not far ahead, is it the rouge river where she used to drink?

She was stunned there, the cold wind hissed on all sides, ordinary people at this moment, and just frightened, most of them will go home, but she has always been a suspicious person, not in a hurry to go back, slowly paced a few steps, walked to the stone where she sat on it and drank, thought about sitting down, and occasionally looked up, and saw the sign of "Lanxiangyuan".

This courtyard was her first hiding place after leaving the house, and it seemed quite kind at this time, and she suddenly wanted to visit Yin'er, or she could also see Yanhong Cui'er and see how they were now.

Of course, she can't enter through the main entrance, and she is very familiar with the very hidden back door of Lanxiang Courtyard.

Feng Zhiwei stood up, took Wei Zhi's mask, still dressed as a man, with that classic yellow face, and arrived at the back door of Lanxiang Courtyard, just about to knock on the door, when she suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from behind her, she dodged to the side, and saw Yin'er pulling an old woman to hurry over, sweating profusely in the early summer, looking very nervous and eager, she was followed by several women, all of them with slender postures and gorgeous appearances, Feng Zhi shrunk in the shadows and watched, thinking when did the girls in Lanxiang Courtyard have such a high grade?

The group hurriedly pushed the door, the door was not closed at all, and there seemed to be no one just now, but immediately someone said from behind the door: "Coming?" Hurry up! He took the group in, and then the figure inside the door flashed and closed the door.

I vaguely heard the hurried footsteps inside, and someone muttered: "What's so great about this woman, can she compare ......"

Immediately heard Yin'er's voice, intercepted the man's muttering, and said coldly: "Say a few words!" In any case, the master's life matters! ”

Feng Zhiwei listened to their footsteps, suddenly fell to the ground, and listened carefully, sure enough, those footsteps did not seem to be walking on flat ground, but gradually turned into the ground.

Tunnel?

Feng Zhiwei thought back to the layout of the Lanxiang Academy, her study of the art of the mechanism had only started since Zong Chen gave her the mysterious booklet, and then she left the Lanxiang Academy, and she really didn't pay attention to anything strange about this place.

Now listening to Yin'er's tone of speech, the sentence "master", everyone's eager expressions, and the so-called authenticity, her heart suddenly flashed with alarm.

There were many things that seemed ordinary when they were expelled from the mansion, but in fact, everything was under the control of other people's plans, Ning Yi had already targeted their Feng family sisters and brothers at that time, so the first encounter in the Autumn Mansion was not a coincidence, the lonely bridge on a snowy night was not a chance encounter, and the Lanxiang Courtyard was naturally not simple.

In the dark, Feng Zhiwei listened for a while, straightened up, carefully looked at the surrounding terrain, jumped up the tree again, and calculated around, after a while, her body was vertical, silently swept past the end of the tree, turned a narrow alley, and landed in front of a private house.

Here, if she guessed correctly, it should be the exit of the tunnel.

There were some scattered beggars on all sides, Feng Zhiwei observed it for a while, and felt that these beggars were real, she landed next to a beggar who was sleeping alone, saw that his clothes were acceptable, stabbed him, and said, "Hey, brother, can I buy you a piece of clothing?" He handed over a piece of broken silver.

The beggar's eyes lit up, he took the silver and bit it, and immediately took off his clothes, and disappeared into the darkness without saying a word—these wanderers, who often begged near the Hualou Restaurant, would meet all kinds of strange people, and had already learned not to be alarmed, and to make money when they had it.

Feng Zhiwei saved her mind now, pinched her nose and put on the blackened ragged gown, and put down her hair to cover her face, she didn't bring a mask out today, so she had to pretend to be a beggar, in this situation, only these beggars who have been begging here for many years will not attract attention.

She squatted behind a broken tank, leisurely pinching the non-existent lice, listening to the movement inside.

There was no movement inside, but suddenly there was a rumor outside.

Not only the sound of the wind, but also the light.

Sword light.

This is a silent black alley, in stark contrast to the bright lights of the nightless area not far away, where the colorful lights shine over, and there are often vague smoke flashes here, so when those sword lights appear, like fireworks in the distance, they inadvertently burst here, but the snow flashes in the thick darkness, making a slight "whoosh" sound.

With Feng Zhiwei's martial arts, when the other party came out with the second sword, he smelled a burst of bloody gas, and Huo Ran was shocked.

She looked carefully through the crack in the broken tank, and in this narrow alley, a group of neatly tied black-clothed people appeared at some point, flying quickly in the alley, swords like splashing wind, silently stabbing to death all the beggars sleeping in the alley.

Feng Zhiwei's heart was shocked, it was too late for her to leave at this time, looking at these people's martial arts, she could escape, but it was inevitable that she would startle the snake, and besides, she always remembered in her heart that the master of the imperial temple forced herself off the wall before, and she never dared to take risks, so she shrank behind the cylinder and did not move.

Her figure is relatively hidden, but those people seem to have to leave no mouth, and after a while, there are light footsteps coming, seeing her behind the tank, the hideous glimmer in her eyes flashes, and the long sword is like a spiritual snake, "Boom", shot into her heart.

This person is very confident in his martial arts, and he does not hesitate to hit a successful blow, turns around and leaves.

The tip of his upside-down sword shimmered in the darkness, and the tip of the sword slowly dripped bright red ****......

Feng Zhiwei curled up motionless behind the tank, looking like a beggar who had died in vain.

The half of the papaya in her arms was very fragrant, and she suddenly felt a little hungry......

It seemed to have been cleaned up, and then the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the men immediately greeted them respectfully.

Feng Zhi turned her face slightly, and through the crack of the broken cylinder, she saw a red horse coming leisurely, and when the horse entered her eyes, she was shocked - the best Yue Ma!

Immediately the person looked down coldly, under the starlight, a face was white and jade, beautiful and familiar face, but the eyes were big and bright and evil.

Shaoning!

She immediately looked at the private house at the exit of the tunnel under the starlight, opened her mouth slowly, and the evening breeze blew scattered voices, and vaguely heard it: "...... All cleaned up? ”

The man in black leaned over respectfully.

Shao Ning nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the private house, and said, "The hour is almost up, I can't think of anyone in this place, so I immediately picked up someone and left immediately." ”

"Yes."

"These corpses," Shao Ning frowned and looked at the ground, "clean them all up, otherwise the Imperial Capital Mansion and the Nine Cities Terracotta Division will be in trouble again tomorrow." ”

Those people took the order and went to drag the corpse, Feng Zhi secretly complained - she didn't want to be dragged away.

At this time, she already understood what was going on, it seemed that Concubine Qing was in labor tonight, but somehow, she didn't go back to the palace to give birth, nor did she give birth in the imperial temple, but she chose the underground secret passage of Lanxiang Courtyard, and Shao Ning was now counting the hour when she was in labor to pick her up.

Feng Zhiwei calculates the days, it is said that Concubine Qing should have a few days before she goes into labor, is this a few days in advance, or is she simply urging labor?

She still has a question in her heart, Concubine Qing and Ning Yi have a cooperative relationship, so what is the relationship between Concubine Qing and Lanxiangyuan?

At this time, there was already a man in black approaching, about to drag her, Feng Zhiwei's heart flashed, thinking about whether to be dragged away first and come back later-

Suddenly there was a muffled sound!

The sound didn't seem to come from the ground, but from the ground, the whole ground shook, and the remaining rain in the broken tank suddenly splashed out, splashing the boots of the man in black who was going to drag her, the man was shocked and then retreated to look at the ground, and even Feng Zhiwei, who was pretending to be dead, opened his eyes in shock - there was an earthquake?

Then she felt that something was wrong, the ground was just like this and then it was quiet again, the houses on all sides were as good as ever, her ears were close to the ground, and at this moment she faintly heard the sound of crying and screaming, coming from the ground!

Feng Zhiwei's heart rolled like thunder at this time, and he understood everything in an instant! The underground vault has been blown up!

All kinds of thoughts were just a flash, and then she wanted to go first regardless of everything, and then say, the place of right and wrong at this moment, it is not appropriate to stay, but before she moved, Shao Ning suddenly exclaimed: "What's the matter?" Who! ”

With her shouting, figures suddenly appeared on all sides, and it was also a group of black-clothed people, all wearing stiff masks and holding various weapons, silently surrounding the group of people brought by Shaoning.

The two sides looked at each other, Feng Zhiwei thought that he was going to say hello and say a few words, who knew that with a sonorous sword flash, a man in black on Shaoning's side had fallen silently, this seemed to be a prologue, and in an instant, the people on both sides fought fiercely together, those later black-clothed people, not only did not say hello at all, but also recruited killers, deadly, looking at that appearance, they were more determined and ruthless than Shaoning's men killing beggars.

Shao Ning was protected in the middle, and several of his subordinates saw that the other party was overwhelmed and prepared, and desperately pulled her reins to protect her to go first, Shao Ning struggled on the horse, desperately turned around and neighed in a low voice: "...... No! I'm going to take my ......" one of his subordinates whispered: "You have to take care of your own life first!" "Fiercely on the buttocks of Shaoning's horse, the horse was extremely painful and neighing, as soon as he raised his legs, he flew over three zhang, and crossed the crowd of fierce battles, and the red horse body flashed in the red wine and green smoke in the distance, and he had rushed out of the encirclement, and the loyal warriors under Shaoning shouted, and after they all pounced on it, the two sides fought together again, and the long hair of the black shadow on the red horse was pulled by the wind, and it was already like a flag flying far away on the other side of the street.

The crowd in the black alley was fighting and fighting, and the thick plasma couldn't stop splashing, Feng Zhiwei took advantage of the scuffle, and hurriedly wanted to slip away, but suddenly felt that his waist was tight, and his body had been pulled by someone.

She turned her head in shock, only to find that there had been a collapse behind the jar at some point, a hole like a pot lid in the ground, and half of a person's body poked out of the hole filled with gray smoke, covered with blood and dust, and was grabbing the placket of her clothes with a pair of bloody hands, while desperately handing over a burden.

Under the starlight, Feng Zhiwei's eyes fell on the burden, and he suddenly jumped - it was a newborn baby!

Look at the woman who was covered in blood and looked at her sadly, it was Yin'er!

"Please...... Please......" Yin'er didn't recognize who she was, but she was a beggar in this alley, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, struggling to shove the child into her hand, and trembling Suo Suo handed over a bag in her hand, "...... Send him to the Imperial Temple...... Imperial Temple ...... Rich ......"

Feng Zhiwei looked down at her, this woman's eyes were about to be scattered, it was obvious that the explosion just now happened in that tunnel, someone was extremely ruthless, and took advantage of the most chaotic and unsuspecting moment to blow up Concubine Qing's most important hiding place, pregnant women and newborn babies, as well as people huddled together, how can they withstand this explosion?

Who this person is, you don't have to ask.

Wushuang City, amazing patience, has always been his specialty, but she is still worried that he doesn't know that the imperial temple hides the prince, but he has already planned everything in his heart, Concubine Qing is pregnant in October, and he must be careful not to give people a chance to take advantage of it, so he is not in a hurry to startle the snake, just wait until she is the weakest, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

Bomb the secret room inside, drive Shaoning outside, and he is the master here!

Yin'er's hand was still in the air, she looked up at her with a sad and sad expression, Feng Zhiwei looked at that look, and suddenly remembered that she was the loneliest and most depressed moment that year, she knocked on the door of the Lanxiang Courtyard and begged to be a little maid, and was scolded by Mama to be expelled, it was Yin'er who suddenly appeared, put her hand on Mama's shoulder, looked at her with a smile, and said softly: "Mama, our yard, isn't there a shortage of a small house?" ”

Without Yin'er's help, she couldn't stay in Lanxiang, she might not be able to meet Xin Ziyan, get the token of Tianhuangshi, and finally with the help of Qingming's power, she flew over the Dragon Gate, and Xuanhe has been so far.

In the past few months in Lanxiangyuan, Yin'er really took care of her and gave her the care and warmth of ordinary people that she had never received in the past 19 years.

Four years later, the fingertips she handed over would have lost the temperature of life, the ten fingers were as slender as jade, dyed with delicate blood beads, and no longer the warmth and softness of the year, she remembered the fingers she rested on her grandmother's shoulders at that time, and the dyed Kodan was also bright red as blood.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

There are some things that contradictory hesitation and try to avoid, but the result is still the same after going around and around...... Is it providence?

The fingertips on her arms gradually gave out the last spasms, Yin'er was short of breath, and a pair of astigmatized eyes stared at her tightly.

Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes and stretched out his hand.

She calmly took the child.

Yin'er's eyes burst with joy, and her eyes lit up so brightly for a moment, and then she fell silent, Feng Zhiwei leaned down and heard a trace of her voice floating in her throat like a gossamer.

"Master...... I reported your ...... Grace ......"

Feng Zhiwei gently stroked her face, looked at the woman and closed her eyelashes with a smile, and then looked down at the child, the little baby seemed to have cried in the ground before, and at this time he was tired and sleeping, and there were tears hanging under his eyes, mixed with blood and dust, and his little face was dirty and very embarrassed.

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head and gently wiped away the dust with his fingers, and sighed in his heart.

Children, coming to this world is indeed to cry, life is so bitter, there is no end.

She hugged the child tightly, and thought about it in her heart, she naturally would not send this child to the imperial temple, her plan was to send it far away from Beijing, to the grassland far away from the emperor of Tiangao, so that this child, under the wing of Helian Zheng, would be a happy herdsman who would never know his true background!

The plan had been decided, and the battle ahead seemed to be gradually subsiding, she quietly straightened up from behind the tank, ready to silently take advantage of the night and dust, and escape first.

However, her half-straight waist suddenly stopped.

Then she turned her head slowly, and looked at the end of the alley where there was no one before, in that strange posture of half-bending.

There, I don't know when a figure appeared, a moon-white brocade robe, elegant and vulgar, with a face and temperament like a faint pear flower dissolved by the moonlight, but the dark black cloak behind him was flying like a demon, and a huge pale gold mandala flashed.

He stood on a dark black background, his expression was blurred and mottled, revealing only half of the face of the upside-down beings, and a faint smile.

The two looked at each other in the deep alley, each calm and cool.

After a while, he opened his mouth, his voice soft.

He said: "Zhiwei, hard work. ”

He held out his hands in her direction.

"Come, give it to me."