Feng Zhi looked at him from afar, looking at his smiling lips and unsmiling eyes, and suddenly felt that the sweet smile of eating grapes at the wellhead a few hours ago seemed to be a hundred years ago. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a confrontation looks more like Jing Zhai inadvertently saved Shaoning that year, and when the head of the falling flower building fell, he rode his horse and looked up coldly.

Her gaze slowly fell on his outstretched hand, and he stubbornly maintained that position, as if he knew that she might not be willing to hand over the child, but he wanted to know that she would not give in to him.

She sighed.

"Your Highness," she said, "I believe you have seen the words at the mouth of the well. ”

Ning Yi slowly withdrew his hand, stared at his palm a little distractedly, smiled, and said, "I haven't thanked you for reminding me." ”

"That's not what I meant." Feng Zhiwei said calmly, "I mean, since I made up my mind to remind you at the beginning, I naturally understand that for you, this child can't stay." ”

Ning Yi's eyes flashed, and he didn't show joy, his expression was obviously waiting for her to say the next word.

Feng Zhi sighed secretly - in the whole world, the one who knows her best is indeed Ning Yi.

"But there are some things that feel different when you plan and when you actually face them." She looked at Ning Yi sincerely, "For example, this child, when I haven't seen him, when he was just a strange and illusory existence in Concubine Qing's womb, I could hesitate and decide to remind you and give you a chance to get rid of him, but when this child was really in my hands and leaned on my arms weakly and helplessly, I had to think of his innocence, and I had to think of the eyes of Yin'er, who was kind to me, when she was on her deathbed...... Your Highness, no matter how ruthless and spicy I am, it is against the enemy, and I, after all, am a woman. ”

She didn't continue to say - unless she was vicious by nature, no woman could kill an innocent baby with her own hands, not to mention that in the end, she and Concubine Qing had no hatred, and she couldn't kill someone else's newborn like this.

She was also a mother - she once held little Gu Zhi in her arms and watched her grow up to the age of three.

She had smelled her frankincense with tenderness and joy, and now that she had lost her, she had been lonely and lonely in those bleak nights countless times.

knows that she is just her adopted daughter, and Concubine Qing is her biological son who is pregnant for ten months.

She knew that feeling.

Ning Yi was silent in the shadows of the alley.

"I'll warn you." She said softly, "It's impossible to do things too much, you know that Concubine Qing is not a simple character, once you survive and know that if you lose this child, she will be crazy about you, you might as well clamp this child in your hand, as long as she knows that he is still alive, she will never be your enemy." ”

"She and I are doomed to be enemies after this." Ning Yi replied lightly.

"Since she is destined to be an enemy, it is better to have multiple weights in her hands that can balance her." Feng Zhiwei looked at his expression, and suddenly said, "Just now, I didn't find Concubine Qing?" ”

Ning Yi is silent, not denying it is admitting.

After a while, he said, "You decided not to give it to me?" ”

Feng Zhiwei was silent.

Silence returned to the deep alley, a heavy, bleak silence, like a solid wall, thick between the two.

After a while, Ning Yi took a deep breath.

Feng Zhiwei had never seen him behave like this, and in her impression, Ning Yi seemed to be casual and detached, but in fact, she was decisive, she had been with him for so long, and she hadn't seen him hesitate for anything.

Immediately, she heard Ning Yi say: "You give it to me, I promise you not to hurt his life." ”

Feng Zhi looked at him quietly, her eyes did not show distrust, but there was a bit of scrutiny, and she said after a while, "Why don't you worry about me?" ”

"You want to send him to the grassland, right?" Ning Yi said, "Just as you don't worry about handing him over to me, I don't worry about the grassland, it's too far, there are too many variables, Helian Zheng is a person and sparse, once Concubine Qing knows something, with her ruthless and delicate wrist, Helian Zheng may not be able to prevent it, to tell the truth, under the whole world, it can always be taken advantage of, except for you and me, I don't believe anyone." ”

Feng Zhi was slightly silent, she had to admit that Ning Yi's concerns were reasonable, the grassland sky was high and the emperor was far away, if something really happened, even she couldn't take care of it.

"And what are you going to do with it?"

"This child must not touch all the places where there is power and status." Ning Yi said categorically, "The Prairie Royal Court can't either, don't worry, since I promised you to spare his life, I will definitely not regret it." ”

Feng Zhi raised his eyes slightly, looking at Ning Yi's eyes, he looked at her frankly, and there was no light of conspiracy in his eyes that were as black as black jade.

Feng Zhiwei looked down at the child in his hand again, he slept sweetly, gently clicked his mouth, exuding a sweet frankincense, Feng Zhiwei reached out and gently teased his pink cheeks, feeling the baby's full and elastic skin, smooth and soft, and the bottom of his heart couldn't help but be a little tender.

This feeling had just arisen, and a vague thought suddenly flashed through her heart, like a flash of lightning, coming and going in an instant, and by the time she stared at it and thought about what had just come to mind, it was no longer possible to catch it.

She had to put that thought aside, and looked at the child carefully, a small bag of lightness, but the weight was more than a thousand pounds, her eyes touched the bright yellow corner of the package, and her heart was shocked, and she suddenly remembered the heavy snow that year, and read her mother's suicide note in Ning'an Palace, the suicide note was finally burned in the fire, but the words and sentences were deep in her heart.

If the mother is here, she will definitely be asked to keep the child, so as to restrain Concubine Qing and Ning Yi......

This is the last heir of Emperor Tiansheng, with the existence of such a prince, the succession of the imperial power of the Heavenly Family will have greater variables, as long as people who are a little sober-minded, they should understand that if it is an adult prince like Ning Yi who has a deep and tumultuous city government to ascend to the throne, the resistance will increase a lot for what she will do in the future.

She always understood.

Otherwise, there will be no wellhead thinking ****, and then quietly carved the word shallow imperial temple.

The vows made, the thousands of entanglements, and countless hesitations and difficulties in life.

Her life's determination is ruthless, and in front of this person, she has to quietly toss and turn after all.

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes and let out a sigh in his heart.

Mother, forgive me.

I promise you that I will try to fulfill the vow I made in your blood at your grave that year, but allow me to keep a little freedom of heart.

Let me give up this chance.

Let me try to trust him again.

When she opened her eyes again, there was nothing in her eyes, she looked at Ning Yi, smiled lightly, she didn't say anything, and handed over the child in her arms.

Ning Yi's posture was steady when he took the child, but there was also a faint vibration in his eyes.

Only he knew that this simple action was not simple for Feng Zhiwei.

Only he knew that it was not an ordinary woman, she had no simple trust in her life, and her past and choices made her unable to trust.

The moment he held the little baby in his arms, his hands trembled, and the smile raised was as quiet as usual, just like her.

Maybe she didn't know what he understood at the moment, he thought.

As she thought, maybe he didn't know what she was letting go of at the moment.

For them.

This moment is the closest distance to the heart in life.

But they all thought that the other party didn't know.

==

After handing over the child to Ning Yi, Feng Zhiwei watched Ning Yi carefully wrap him in his cloak and get on his horse to leave.

The team of black-clothed men had wiped out all of Shaoning's men, and now they were neatly cleaning up the corpses, working in groups, throwing the corpses into a pitch-black carriage that came at some point, and then drove away quietly.

Tomorrow, Shaoning's subordinates will disappear into this world silently, and no one knows where they came from or where they went.

This is the first time Feng Zhiwei has seen the dark game of the royal brothers and sisters with his own eyes, fierce and decisive, and the killing of real knives.

There are not only hidden schemes lurking in the court, but also the blood splashes of real swords and guns.

Human life is nothing but a royal sacrifice, and there is no mercy.

Each prince has a group of dead soldiers under him, and each prince has experienced countless assassinations since he grew up.

Feng Zhiwei felt a slight awe-inspiring feeling in his heart, and felt that the wind on this early summer night was also very cold.

She stood still in the alley, watching Ning Yi's back go away, thinking vaguely in her heart where Concubine Qing had gone, and who was the person who forced herself away on the wall of the imperial temple and let herself "stumble into this murderous scene by mistake"? What does it have to do with this?

She watched Ning Yi's men fill in the tunnel with great skill, and even carefully put the broken jar back in its place, thought for a while, and decided to go back to sleep.

She went back along the old road, in fact, she and Ning Yi's mansion were in the same direction, but she estimated that Ning Yi should arrange the child's whereabouts at this moment, so she deliberately didn't go with Ning Yi, and let him arrange it himself, which also meant to avoid suspicion.

She crossed the ridge of the heavy wall and flew through the wind, and there was always a slight gloom and depression in her heart, and she ran almost to vent.

Then she suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing ahead.

That kind of flying posture looked a little familiar from a distance, Feng Zhi frowned slightly, and subconsciously followed.

The man was very light, she followed from a distance, and saw a tree in front of her, which was also a hidden alley corner, and then the man suddenly disappeared.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and then heard a slight "Huh." ”

This voice is so familiar, she hears it seventeen or eighteen times every once a while on average, and she has completely developed a sensitivity, and as soon as she hears this voice, she knows that she will die.

Somehow, when she heard this voice, her heart sank, as if some kind of inner secret hope and beauty were suddenly cut off by a sharp blade and sank.

This inexplicable premonition made her stop, stop at the head of the wall, and for a moment did not want to step forward again.

It seems that as soon as you step forward, something will collapse in front of you in an instant, and you can't clean it up anymore.

She hesitated for a moment at the wall, then she wanted to turn around.

Far ahead, on the corner of the alley, a person had already turned, followed by two people.

It's Ning Yi.

Feng Zhiwei's gaze fell on the burden in his arms at first glance.

Then she shook.

The moonlight fell coldly, and the miserable cyan, the jade-like color that had been buried in the soil for thousands of years, was a thick blood color.

There was a flash of light in the blood, and it belonged to the cold light of a metal weapon.

A short knife was plunged into the baby's chest.

The child's mouth was slightly open, as if he was still crying a moment ago, and in his wide open eyes, the luster had dissipated, like the abacus beads of stiff wood, glowing with dead black.

His cheeks were still so thin and soft, but they had lost their previous ruddyness, leaving only a miserable white, in the moonlight, white paper.

A small life ends shortly after birth.

He did not die in his mother's womb, he did not die at the hands of his mother-induced mother-in-law, he died from the cruelty of that man.

Died of her just letting go.

Feng Zhiwei's face in the moonlight was as pale as the dead child.

She stared at the little corpse tightly, and then slowly turned her gaze to Ning Yi, her eyes full of disbelief.

The unbelievable is not the decisive killing, but some kind of knowingly deception.

Ning Yi was also lowering his head, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he seemed to be looking at the little corpse, sighed for a long time, and handed the bloodstained ball to his subordinates behind him.

Then he seemed to have commanded a word.

Feng Zhiwei stared at the shape of his mouth tightly.

He's saying:

"Don't let her know......"

Feng Zhiwei closed his eyes.

At this moment, she froze like a wood carving, she really lost all her breathing and movements, and she was as silent as death, so that Ning Yi obviously walked under the corner of the wall not far from her, and she couldn't find her.

The footsteps of the three men walked softly through the deep alley, and a drop of pale red blood fell behind them.

After a long time, Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes, and his eyes were bright red as blood.

She stood on the wall under the moon, her clothes were slightly cold, covering her eyes, her face was as pale as snow, and her eyes collapsed.

It is not death itself that collapses, but the trust that you have the courage to give for the last time in your life.

A risky trust, she expected and believed that she had never been wrong, but the reality told her that she was wrong again, stupidly wrong.

God knows how difficult her choice was this time after experiencing the heavy snow that year.

It was a resolute abandonment, it was a toppling choice, it meant that she had to pay more hardships to fulfill the oath written in her blood, and even the contradictions and hesitations in her heart, which meant that one day, maybe she would really give up halfway for the softness that was gradually moved in the depths of her heart.

However, providence or the black hand of fate could not allow her to retreat even a small step.

The reality is so harsh, always at the moment when she is most indulged in warmth, give her a hard blow, and let the blood-colored Daigo be empowered and teach her that soft-heartedness is destruction, and it is so ironic to retreat.

Feng Zhiwei was on the wall and slowly sat down.

She put her hands on her knees, buried her face deep in her knees, and deliberately tossed her hair down, glowing black and cold in the moonlight.

She had to think about this death.

She needs to think carefully about the way forward.

She was not surprised by the death of this child, but it was desolate, desolate was such a deception, she would rather tell her so directly that this prince must be killed, she may be helpless, but she will understand.

There is no one better than her who understands the royal tilt and your life and death, and understands the hardships of Ning Yi's journey.

She chose to hand over the child to him, with trust and temptation, to see if the man who had told her repeatedly that he was willing to give everything for her was willing to give her a little sincerity when the matter came.

Then she lost.

One cannot make a mistake twice in the same place.

She can't be so stupid.

Because she is no longer simply herself, there are more people behind her at the moment, tying her fate to her, she is soft-hearted, and a mistake in her choice will destroy countless lives.

At this moment, she understood what Ning Yi had said to her at the beginning - since she had come to this point, she could not tolerate retreating, and he could not help himself as a superior person.

This is a game of life and death, she is soft-hearted, but he is resolute, and in the end, what he will get is a total loss.

Under the moon, tuberose was faintly fragrant, she silently condensed herself into a fossil in the thick aroma, and then after a long, long time, she stood up quietly, step by step, in the opposite direction to him.

The moonlight stretched their backs, each occupying a long darkness.

It's the farthest distance in a lifetime.

It's a pity.

This time.

None of them know.

==

In November of the sixteenth year of Changxi, the imperial court issued an edict, and Wei Zhi, the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was transferred to the political envoy of Jianghuai Daobu.

The holy decree, the Manchu Dynasty congratulates, although the political envoy is a feudal official, but the difference between the political envoy in any place is also very big, Jianghuai as the first way of Tiansheng, the status is very important, the thirteen roads in the world, only the political envoy of Jianghuai, is a product of the dynasty, Wei Zhi served as a local official for the first time, and fell on the Jianghuai Road, such honor, envy of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military.

Feng Zhiwei received the order, and quickly prepared to leave Beijing, Jianghuai was very close to the imperial capital, but she seemed to be difficult to reach the mountains and rivers, and packed everything in the mansion to prepare to take it, and the boxes and cages were vast, making people think that she would not come back if she went like this.

Before leaving, she went to the imperial temple to say goodbye to the princess, Shaoning opened the temple to greet her, Feng Zhiwei looked at her complexion and didn't seem to be very good, a little thin and haggard, there were faint spots on the side of her face, Feng Zhiwei and Zong Chen have been for a long time, and they are also medical, although it is inconvenient to take the pulse, but looking at her posture and complexion, she feels that Shaoning is sick, and it is a bit like a **** disease.

Feng Zhiwei wondered in his heart, Shaoning was very bright in the past, and he was pampered, it is said that it is impossible to have this kind of disease, could it be that the temple is bitter cold, and she is not enough to nourish so she gets sick? I thought that she was innocent and depressed, did she deliberately abuse herself? But I feel that Shaoning is not this kind of person, good and decent, how can this be?

Now she is a little incomprehensible to Shaoning, the current Shaoning is no longer the delicate and domineering little princess of the year, she is in a trance and indifferent, seems to be content with the imperial temple career, and is not even clamoring to marry her, but not long ago she went to see Emperor Tiansheng, the old emperor also hinted that after two years of practice, he would find a reason to return to the vulgar, give Shaoning to her, and warned her not to marry someone else in the Jianghuai political envoy.

Feng Zhiwei just smiled bitterly - fortunately she is a woman, in case it is a man, and Shao Ning changes her mind and refuses to marry, is she going to be celibate for the rest of her life?

Shao Ning entertained her in the backyard of the imperial temple, waved away all the subordinates, a few side dishes and two pots of sake on the white stone table, Feng Zhiwei looked at the side dishes and smiled bitterly - all meat.

This discovery made her put a snack, at least the indulgence in Shaoning's personality was still there, and she hadn't completely become a stranger to the end.

The two didn't say anything, they had been drinking silently, Feng Zhiwei felt that probably that night when Concubine Qing was picked up but failed, Shao Ning was depressed, Shao Ning has always been arrogant, and he had great hopes for that royal brother, and waited carefully for ten months until the end, but when he thought it was done, he was hit by Ning Yi, no wonder this proud royal princess couldn't stand it.

Feng Zhiwei still had an uneasiness in her heart, which came from Concubine Qing - this woman obviously gave birth in the underground secret room that night, but she could disappear inexplicably under Ning Yi's nose, and then, she actually returned to the palace! is still Emperor Tiansheng's favorite concubine, the lost child, said that it was an accidental miscarriage to the outside world, and I don't know how much the emperor knows the truth, and then I didn't see Concubine Qing do anything to Ning Yi, because Ning Yi's power is too strong Concubine Qing can't shake it, or there are other reasons, even Feng Zhiwei can't guess it.

She was slowly thinking about things with wine, and Shao Ning on the other side was also distracted by a glass of dry drinking, and when Feng Zhiwei came back to her senses to dissuade her, Shao Ning had already drunk too much, Feng Zhiwei came over to help her, Shao Ning blushed on her face, snuggled up to her softly, and was very obedient to help her back to the room, Feng Zhiwei squatted down to remove her shoes and socks, but Shao Ning suddenly grabbed her hand, leaned over, and fell into Feng Zhiwei's arms.

When she fell, she didn't forget to pull at the hem of her clothes, and her hands clenched tightly.

Feng Zhi stiffened slightly, and secretly complained in his heart, this person didn't pretend to be crazy with wine and wanted to eat himself, so he quickly reached out to wipe her hand, but Shao Ning didn't let her, she didn't know when her black hair had spread out, and her head was full of green silk pouring on the pillow, and her originally somewhat haggard face was as red as a peach blossom because of the wine, and her eyes were full of waves.

Feng Zhiwei looked at such a face with a rippling expression in front of her, and felt collapsed in her heart, the scene in the palace last time was exciting enough, and if she came back like this, she didn't dare to guarantee that she would not be able to control her hand and leave, so she had to add a little strength, and whispered while stroking Shaoning's hand: "Princess...... You've drunk too much, and this is in the land of pure cultivation......"

As soon as she said this, Shao Ning suddenly became angry, tilted her head fiercely, and snorted: "What is the place of Qing cultivation, what is the Jade Que Golden Palace...... But this cage leads to another cage, but one reason sets another reason! Or was the eldest brother right...... Never free to play with royal gold**! ”

She leaned her fiery face on Feng Zhiwei's arm, and the whole person was wrapped around Feng Zhiwei's arm softly, muttering something softly in her mouth, she said too vaguely, Feng Zhiwei didn't dare to lean down to listen, lest she misunderstand that she was going to lean over, and only cared about pumping her arm, but Shao Ning grabbed her tightly, like a drowning person grabbing driftwood that could be climbed, Feng Zhiwei pulled her body down and tilted down, and vaguely heard a sentence "You give me a ......"

Give her something? Feng Zhi frowned slightly, this was a bit strange, she carefully supported her knees with both hands, and pulled a little distance to listen, but Shao Ning never said it clearly, but said again and again: "You give me a ...... Give me a ......."

There is a ready-made answer to this sentence that can fill in the blanks, such as giving her a night of ecstasy, but Feng Zhiwei's intuition is not like this, with Shao Ning's identity, it is impossible for her to say such words.

Seeing that Shao Ning's cheeks were red, and he was drunk and pulled out of proportion, Feng Zhiwei was afraid that Lu Zhiyan's attack on his chest would happen again, sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Shao Ning on the back of the neck, Shao Ning softened in response, Feng Zhiwei put her away, covered her with a quilt, looked at it for a while, sighed and left.

She stepped out of the imperial temple and looked at the hazy sky on the horizon, it was going to rain.

A row of cages by the back door of the Wei Mansion is loading, she does not plan to go out of Beijing with great fanfare, it is said that she should leave Beijing tomorrow, and there will be a large number of people to see each other off.

Of course, she also has an unspeakable mind - she is afraid of Ning Yi's send-off, Ning Yi has been running back and forth between Jianghuai and Dijing recently, and has been busy with the dredging of the Jinghuai Canal, the two of them are busy in their own ways, and most of the occasions they meet are in public places such as the court, and they smile and shake when they meet, everything is as usual, this kind of business is the most suitable thing in the eyes of others, but every time it seems to grind her heart like gravel, and now, when she has made up some kind of determination, this kind of meeting has become torture and uneasiness.

Save your snacks, don't indulge in the warmth that shouldn't be there, she raised her face in the misty drizzle of early winter in November, only to feel that the rain on her face was so cold.

A black and blue silk curtain carriage came briskly, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, Zong Chen's smiling face appeared, and he said, "We can go." ”

Feng Zhiwei said "um", quietly got into the car, went all the way out of Beijing, abandoned the car and took a boat from the kamikaze ferry on the outskirts of Beijing, and went all the way down the river to Jianghuai.

I don't know when the drizzle will fall outside, the imperial capital in November has already had the chill of winter, she is dressed in oil, watching the cage get on the boat, and suddenly pointed to a small boat not far away, and said: "In fact, taking such a boat in the rain is called charming." ”

Zong Chen smiled behind her: "Na Cheng, you go and discuss with that boat to take the boat, our big boat is slowly driving and waiting for you, anyway, you came out early, and you are not afraid of missing the time of taking office." ”

"Is it that boring?" Feng Zhi smiled and got on the boat, she thought it was stuffy in the cabin, and stayed in the bow of the boat, watching the river waves and sparkling golden light in the sunset.

After walking for a while, I noticed that the flat boat had been near his big boat all the time, and it seemed that he was walking the same way.

She had a vigilance in her heart, so she paid more attention, the boat looked ordinary, but there was a piece of red cloth tied to the bow, but if you looked closely, it was a hand-woven sweat towel, embroidered with fat fish, red and green, very a little fisherman's simple taste, puffed by the wind, very bright and conspicuous.

The boat in the cloak felt very sensitive, suddenly leaned over and looked back at her, picked up a string of wicker fish and said, "Do you want to go down to Jianghuai?" This is the famous local white fish, the meat is fine and delicious, can you try it? ”

didn't wait for her to answer, casually threw it up, Feng Zhiwei took it, thanked him, Zong Chen habitually tried with a silver needle, Feng Zhiwei hurriedly blocked it, but the boat was very casual, patting his bare feet in the river water, stirring up clusters of waves, it seemed to be in a happy mood, he opened his mouth to sing, Feng Zhiwei thought that this person must sing something like "The water of the waves is clear, you can wet my feet" and other songs, I don't want the person to sing: "Cross the river, turn over the white waves, and a flower girl will come out of the waves......"

Feng Zhiwei laughed out loud with a "poof", feeling that this person was innocent and simple, free and uninhibited, very interesting, she mixed in the officialdom all the way, cautious in her words and deeds, and deep down in her heart for the unrestrained and unrestrained people, but she had a yearning for it, and leaned on the bow of the boat with a smile to listen to him sing.

The man sang vigorously, his body leaned up and closed, suddenly there was a strong wind on the river, the big boat shook slightly, driving a turbulence on the water surface, the boat was very close to the big boat at this time, the water surface was wavy together, the boat was suddenly unstable, and the guy who sang vigorously just leaned back with a slightly larger amplitude, only to hear the sound of "oops", and the figure on the head of the boat suddenly disappeared.

Feng Zhi blinked slightly before he reacted, and this guy who was so happy and carried away sang into the water.

She couldn't help but smile again, but she wasn't worried, how could there be a reason for the boat to fall into the water and drown, stared at the water and looked, but didn't find a figure, and waited for a while, but no one floated up.

Now she was a little stunned, what's going on? Did this man have cramps when he went into the water?

Zong Chen has also been watching from the bow of the boat, originally as unhurried as Feng Zhiwei, but he was also a little stunned at this time, and then waved his hand, and immediately his subordinates who were proficient in water jumped into the water, but after a while, they all swam up, reporting that they could not be found on all sides.

Feng Zhiwei said "ah": "Could it be that you have real cramps?" There are also cases of people who play in the water dying in the water, in the end, this person fell into the water or we caused it, I will go down and take a look. ”

"Don't go." Zong Chen stopped, "Be careful of deception. ”

The two waited at the bow of the boat for a while, but the underwater searcher never found the boatman, Feng Zhiwei was also a little anxious, suddenly heard a shout, turned his head and looked, there seemed to be a **** holding a child on the shore in the distance, waving at the boat, as if telling the boat to come back quickly, the **** in the drizzle could not see the face and hear the sound clearly, only the red scarf on the head was conspicuous, which seemed to be very similar to the bow of the boat.

"Oops." Feng Zhiwei said, "This is someone's wife, right?" Don't really have anything wrong. ”

Zong Chen glanced at her and smiled bitterly for a while: "I don't know how to water...... But I can accompany you off the boat to see. ”

He is not worried about Feng Zhiwei's safety, at this time his subordinates are still in the surrounding waters, there are many guards on the bow of the boat, the boat obviously does not know martial arts, the structure of the boat is simple and there is no mechanism, with Feng Zhiwei's martial arts and prudence, it is impossible to be taken advantage of in this situation.

Feng Zhi smiled slightly and said, "I only know today that you don't know how to water, you don't have to go down, help me watch at the bow of the boat, I'll go down and take a look." As he spoke, the white bird swept down the hull of the ship, crossed the waves, and landed on the bow of the ship.

She had just stood firm in the bow of the boat, leaning over to see the boat go into the water, and wondering whether to go into the water or not.

A hand suddenly reached out from the originally empty cabin and dragged her into the cabin!

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Let's nag a few words.,Relatives all know,The last volume,According to the prior greeting,It's going to start abusive.,It's inevitable that there will be some twists and turns.,It's estimated that some of the relatives want to go berserk and scratch the wall to be dissatisfied with some undesirable plots.,Here I emphasize,I'm a non-calm tangled maniac.,I've always attached great importance to reader comments.,It's easy to be emotionally affected.,So before the full text is not over and the truth is not complete,Please don't rush to smash it.,The closing stage is already complicated and tangled.,And then the reader's emotions are affected., It's hard for me to guarantee that Phoenix Power can go smoothly, you can criticize me for not being calm enough, but I am this virtue, starting from the first book Yan Tilt, I am this request - the ending stage, take it lightly, otherwise I dare not guarantee whether there will be a bad ending, and if there is any dissatisfaction, then what do you say, thank you.