Feng Tianyue woke up before dawn. For the fire in the cave was extinguished, and the cold wind stirred it up.

The cave was pitch black, and Feng Tianyue's legs and feet were stiff and paralyzed, and it was inconvenient to walk. I fumbled and kneaded it for a long time before I came to my senses.

She sat in the dark, confused. Thinking of Ouyang Ming's question yesterday, I couldn't help but ask my heart again, is it really loveless?

was forced to marry Xiye far away, which was helpless and relieved. It is the redemption of Fengyang, and it is also the redemption of himself.

She doesn't feel that she is selfless and noble, nor does she feel wronged. only understands that identity dictates it, and she should be like this.

I thought that marrying to the West Night would be a muddy life. didn't expect a coincidence, and collided with a piece of fate. got such a bosom friend as Qian Mangong, and a well-behaved and obedient child like Ze'er.

In her life, if she can be called a friend, she may be a slam.

Luo Feng abandoned her and left, and the few people who were on par with her identity among the royal relatives and relatives were all because of their identity that made everyone a fellow traveler.

In retrospect, people who don't care about their respective identities and treat each other sincerely are only full slams.

As for Ze'er, she really cherishes it. He, like her, has also grown up alone without a mother since he was a child.

But he suffered a lot of crimes, with the same status, she was loved by thousands of people, but he was framed by his imperial grandmother many times. He is such a little person, he doesn't understand anything, why did he suffer so many disasters?

A child's mind is pure and immaculate, and it can't be faked. He clearly liked her. Pestering her, relying on her. All she could respond to was to love him, love him, and protect him.

I wonder if this little guy will cry and miss her once in a while?

He's still young, so he'll probably forget about her after a while.

Feng Tianyue thought of the two of them, and couldn't help but think of Ye Lixuan. I can't help but have a slight upturn at the corners of my mouth, full of shame. It's a pity that no one is rewarded for being so delicate.

For Ye Lixuan, Feng Tianyue can't say good or bad. There are only three or two men she has come into contact with in her life, how can she compare?

Ye Lixuan, as a husband, has nothing to be picky about. It is enough for him to believe in her, to respect and love her.

With him, not to mention how close he is, but his heart is always secretly happy and slightly sweet.

She didn't understand how she could feel this way, inexplicable, but she didn't feel bad.

I have to admit that she still has concerns about the West Night. It's not just a little bit, it's a lot. She was so immersed in it that she couldn't extricate herself. I can't believe it, I have so much beauty in my heart.

Maybe when she marries far away, she should give up Fengyang. Fengyang's people or things are rarely remembered. Even his father's voice and smile seem to be a little unfamiliar when he thinks about it now.

She didn't really understand what she was seeking, nor did she understand what the feeling in her heart that was about to break free was to call it. Mission? She doesn't understand.

I only know that this feeling prompted her to return to Fengyang. Hurry, hurry.

But when I came back, there was no follow-up.

When I left Fengyang, I didn't feel sad in my heart. Now when I leave the West Night, I don't feel the feeling in my heart.

If you really end it with a sentence of fate, you can cut off everything? She is really hard-hearted, ruthless and unjust.

Why is she so scary! Why can't she go as she pleases and go on without hesitation?

Feng Tianyue, do you even take joy, anger and sorrow for granted? What's the difference between walking with the dead like this?

At this point, what else can touch her heart?

Unconsciously, in a trance, the sky outside was already bright. There was a slight light at the entrance of the cave, as if to point out the way forward.

Anyway, go ahead. There will always be a direction.

Feng Tianyue took care of it and walked out of the hole. I saw Ouyang Ming bathed in the morning light, handily dancing with the big knife in his hand. The blade shone with a faint cold light, hissing through the wind.

He was as light as a swallow and as swift as lightning. A move is pointed directly, the fallen leaves are collapsing, and there is a tendency to swallow mountains and rivers.

Seeing the phoenix tilting the moon out of the hole, Ouyang Ming retracted his momentum and put back the big knife.

The cold wind gusted at night, which really made Ouyang Ming have no intention of sleeping. He flew to the top of the tree to take shelter from the wind and rested for the night, and when he got up in the morning, his limbs were stiff and weak, so he took out his broadsword and danced twice at will. As a result, the more I practiced, the more energetic I became, and I was suddenly happy.

"Let's go."

Ouyang Ming changed back to his previous appearance. There were only two words, and the whole person was cold. The talkative man yesterday didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

Feng Tianyue was used to his attitude, but she wasn't too surprised. didn't say much, and went straight to the trip with him.

Ouyang Ming always felt that today's Feng Tianyue was a little different. It seems to be more determined, not as sometimes in a trance as before.

After going down the mountain, we arrived in Jiazhou. I don't know what the scene is like right now. If it is just in time for the two armies to fight, they must think of a way to protect themselves and wait for them to make a truce.

Even if they didn't eat or drink, those soldiers would last three or two days at most. If you can find the right time, don't worry too much. I'm afraid that she will be unbearable when she sees the scene of chaos.

Women, after all, are sentimental people.