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The lights are on, and the night breeze is cold.

Feng Jinghua was wrapped in a lotus-colored cloak and went out alone.

Tonight is the fifteenth, and the moon is rarely close to perfection, and the moonlight is faint.

Feng Jinghua came to the Xiangzhou River.

More than a dozen boats float on the surface of the river or slowly wander back and forth.

With just one glance, she knew that Yin Jiu Kill was in the double-decker boat parked by the river, with the curtain hanging low, and nothing special compared to the other painting boats.

Yin Jiu Kill only said in the letter: After dark, by the Xiangzhou River, see you in the painting boat.

There were more than a dozen painting boats parked in Xiangzhou River, and he didn't say which one it was, however, she just knew that he was in that painting boat.

The painting boat is full of his breath.

What breath?

She can't say why, she can only understand, not speak.

Yin Nine Kills is indeed in this painting boat.

He sat by the window on the second floor, holding a jade cup in his hand, and quietly looked at the night scene outside through the gap in the curtain.

The scenery of Tianzhou, no matter what kind of season, has its own style and poetry, and it is a paradise on earth.

The moment Feng Jinghua lifted the curtain of the door, his gaze moved away from the window and fell on her face.

The four eyes touched, and time paused slightly.

Feng Jinghua's breathing also stopped slightly for a moment.

Then, she took a deep breath and smiled, "Long time no see." ”

Yin Jiu Kill's face, which was always emotionless, showed a smile from death to life: "Long time no see." ”

In fact, a few days ago, he went to visit her quietly, but he went back without showing up.

Feng Jinghua sat down in front of him and pulled down his cloak.

Yin Jiu Kill poured her wine.

There were only two of them in the entire boat.

On the table, a few side dishes, a few snacks, a pot of wine in the water stove.

What is rare is that there is a large bouquet of golden and white, extremely blooming, and fragrant osmanthus flowers on the table.

The fragrance of osmanthus is always suitable for both shades and refreshes people's hearts.

After taking a few sips of wine, the clear and slightly sweet fruit wine, my heart was slightly drunk, but I would not get drunk.

Feng Jinghua finally calmed down a little, and could look directly at his face and gaze.

The finely painted facial features are like paintings that can be passed down for centuries, and you won't feel enough when you look at them every day.

She knew that the Yin Nine Killings were indescribably beautiful, but now that she looked at such Yin Nine Killings, she still felt that the Yin Nine Killings were more beautiful than what she remembered and imagined.

I really want to hide this beauty and pass it on for generations to come.

Thinking about it, she poured herself another glass.

Yin Jiu Kill poured her a glass of wine, and said slowly: "How are you doing lately?" ”

Feng Jinghua smiled lightly: "It's much better than before." ”

Life is always imperfect.

Her current life is not perfect, but at least she is much more at ease, and she doesn't have to worry about the danger of the most important person all the time.

Yin Jiu Kill said slowly: "That, it's okay." ”

Feng Jinghua said: "What about you? What about your sister? ”

Yin Jiu said: "I have already taken my sister out of the palace and placed her in a secret house. Yin family, I also dismissed everyone. ”

Those so-called concubines of his, he took a leave of absence, gave them a large amount of money, and let them find their own future.

Among the subordinates, except for a dozen old servants and guards who stayed behind to take care of the underworld, the rest were all dismissed.

The current hell is almost empty.

"Your sister's condition has improved?" Feng Jinghua asked again.

Under her eyes, a faint sadness slowly appeared.

If you don't have the intention of going, how can you dismiss your family?

Yin Jiu Killing: "It didn't get worse, and it didn't get better. ”

Feng Jinghua hesitated: "You...... What do you plan for the future? ”

I really don't want to ask such a question, but there is no escaping it.

Yin Jiu Kill stared at the liquid in the cup: "Considering." ”

Feng Jinghua hesitated again and decided to tell her: "Fanxiang is going back, and the royal family has found a family affair for her." ”

Yin Jiu Kill was not shocked: "Oh? ”

Feng Jinghua gritted her teeth: "The Mrs. Wang chosen by Jinguo for her is the ...... the lord of Qiongliu Island."

In any case, it is up to him to decide where he will go and what his future will be.

After finishing speaking, she said slowly: "Fanxiang must still be waiting for you." When she leaves, if you don't catch her, she'll be gone forever. ”

Her attitude has been laid out.

She made that choice after all.

Yin Jiu Kill stared at her, and only said slowly after a while: "She's a good woman, I don't want her to leave like this." ”

Feng Jinghua's heart was a pain.

Bearable.

It just hurt more than she thought.

She smiled reluctantly and poured him a drink: "In this world, there may really be no more perfect woman than her, if I were replaced, I would definitely not let her leave alone." ”

She is not convincing in her life, but Yu Fanxiang, even she thinks she is more perfect than herself.

Any man who can get the love of such a woman will definitely be happy and will get true tranquility.

Yin Jiu Kill was silent and drank slowly.

Feng Jinghua also drank slowly.

Drink constantly.

Drink cup after cup.

Then change to a pot of flower wine.

Then change to another pot of spirits.

Feng Jinghua didn't know how much wine he had drunk, and he didn't know what he had said.

She just drank it and drank until she was numb.

This is the last time.

After this time, she will not meet him like this again, she will not talk to him like this again, she will not drink with him like this again.

Slowly, her vision blurred.

"Come, drink, don't get drunk, don't return-" She tilted her body and poured wine for Yin Jiu Kill.

Yin Jiu Kill seemed to be drunk, his body was also a little shaky, and his voice was drunk: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return......"

The aroma of osmanthus flowers, mixed with the aroma of wine, is even more indulgent.

Porphyry ......

Feng Jinghua poured into the thick carpet with a smell of wine, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

Another "bang".

Yin Jiu Kill, who was also full of alcohol, also fell and pressed on her body.

Feng Jinghua was hazy and drunk, and reached out to grab his face: "Let me see...... See...... Look at your face......"

Yin Jiu Kill seemed to say something, but she didn't understand.

She touched his face, grabbed his hair, and grabbed his arm: "Let me see...... Look at you, remember...... Remember your ......"

The smell and aroma of wine in the air are stronger.

And, it's so warm.

I don't know what makes it so warm.

Maybe it's the sun. It's like a kitten lying in the spring sun, so warm and cozy that you forget about a qiē.

She hugged something, like a sleeping kitten holding a ball of thread, reluctant to let go.

Then, she was immersed in such aroma and warmth, and fell asleep.

Very warm dream.

Although she didn't dream of anything, she only felt that Qiē was warm and didn't want to wake up.

But, after some time, a scream pierced her ear like a long, thin, sharp needle.

What happened?

She slowly opened her eyes.

The qiē in front of me changed from vague to clear.

A face, right in front of her, close enough that she could feel his slight breathing.

And his strong breath.

He was looking at her.

Why are they so close?

It's like sticking together?

Her gaze shifted slightly, and then her body froze.

They actually hugged each other and lay down.

There is a thick red carpet underneath him, and a light and warm blanket on his body.

And on their bodies, they are only clothed.

Their robes and cloaks were scattered to the ground.

And the lantern has long been extinguished, and the sky is already bright.