The Imperial Study

Mu Xi looked at the familiar plaque, as well as the familiar guards at the door, it turned out that he followed him to the imperial study.

"Little master, please", the eunuch walked into the imperial study with the wind spirit.

Mu Xi jumped up, stood firmly on the rubble of the roof, moved his feet quickly, carefully removed the small tiles, and the light in the room shot out through the cracks.

Nan Wufeng stood in front of the main hall, not moving and not knowing what he was thinking, even the silence that could be heard when a needle fell on the ground, until it was spread outside, breaking the silence of the imperial study for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the little master of the wind spirit has arrived", the eunuch returned, and retreated from the imperial study.

Feng Ling walked slowly, looked at Nan Wufeng with his back to him, and bowed and said, "See the emperor as a concubine."

The voice of the wind spirit's 'concubine' was soft and clear, and the wooden Xi who was eavesdropping on the roof could hear it clearly.

Mu Xi's heart was blocked, and she couldn't help sneering in her heart, since Nan Wufeng had taken her to the palace, of course she would give her a name, she straightened up, covered the tiles, sat on the roof and looked at the stars, she felt that there was no need to watch others show affection, or wait for the wind spirit to come out of the imperial study before kidnapping her and retrieving the artifact.

In the imperial study, listening to Feng Ling's self-proclaimed Nan Wufeng, he turned around, his lowered eyes and long eyelashes blocked a pair of phoenix eyes, but he just didn't look at the woman in front of him.

"You don't have to call yourself a concubine when no one is around, it's just a title."

"But Feng Ling is already the emperor's woman, and every one of Feng Ling's words after that night is the emperor, this is an unchanging fact", Feng Ling argued, she just wanted to sue Sù Nan Wufeng and recognize the reality.

"Really?" , Nan Wufeng raised his cold eyes and looked at Feng Ling with a sharp gaze like an eagle, "Do you want to analyze the truth of that night's events bit by bit?"

Feng Ling's body shook, and her feet under the skirt did not stand firmly and took a few steps back, her heart was at a loss, and a dirty plan came to her mind.

That day, the Queen Mother summoned her, because of the problem of the heir, the Queen Mother had been in a hurry, asked her to think about it, and gave her warm incense, that is, that night she took the bag of incense to the Nanwufeng Dormitory.

Even under the effect of the drug, Nan Wufeng's mind was so sober, when the affection was strong, he called the woman's name, and when he saw that it was not what he wanted, he kicked her away, she still stayed with her self-deprecation, and when he got up in the morning, he thought that something had happened to him, so he gave her a title, but it was also the same as other mothers, as if he had entered a cold palace.

"Your Majesty, what is the reason for summoning Feng Ling", Feng Ling changed her name, she didn't want to be so humble anymore, but it was too late, she rejected him when she was arrogant and pure, and now when she was willing to humble him, his heart could no longer tolerate anyone, and three years were enough to prove that she couldn't get in.

"Tomorrow there will be an artifact conference in the palace, you need to prepare a dance, the dance sleeves are replaced with gold and red silk, you go back to the palace and prepare well."

"Is there a post in the ghost domain of Shacheng?" , Feng Ling asked, since all the factions were coming, would he inform the country where the woman was located?

"It's done", Nan Wufeng replied without hesitation.

Feng Ling raised his head and said proudly, very confidently: "Your Majesty, rest assured, Feng Ling has been dancing in the Tianshan Mountains since he was a child, even if he hasn't danced for three years, no one can compare", she wants to find something to be proud of in this conference, even if Nan Wufeng doesn't open her mouth, she will agree to attend this artifact conference.

Yes, how could he have forgotten that her dancing on the Tianshan Mountain was so wonderful that countless men fell in love, but looking at the wind spirit in front of him, the arrogance on her body had almost receded, from a sacred Xuannu to the current ordinary woman.

There is also his responsibility in this, and he is stationed in the Tianshan Mountain, Feng Ling knows it, and Feng Ling has indeed helped him a lot.

But after a long time, he realized that gratitude is not like, his bottom line is wooden, if it touches his bottom line, then whether it is gratitude or morality, go to hell.

"It's good if you agree, you can rest assured that I won't put your life in danger", Feng Ling's cooperation made Nan Wufeng's words not so stiff, "Stand down, go back and have a good rest, you will be busy tomorrow."

Nan Wufeng's words made Feng Ling's eyes red, and she couldn't remember how long it had been since Nan Wufeng had said anything caring to her.

The wind spirit wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, "No, the wind spirit has retreated."

Nan Wufeng looked at the back of Feng Ling's departure, and took back the realization, because of responsibility, in this life, he will give Feng Ling a stable second half of his life, and he can only give her a stable second half of his life, because of the rest, he can't give it and can't give it.

"Little master of the wind spirit, please here", the eunuch looked at the wind spirit that came out, and greeted him with a flattering face, you must know that the emperor has not summoned the mother of the harem for three years, this little master of the wind is the first, it must be to stammer, and it is the little master specially instructed by the queen mother.

She came out, and Mu Xi's sensitive hearing immediately stood up from the rubble.

A crisp voice sounded, and Mu Xi was petrified instantly, she was too hard, it was the sound of rubble rubbing against rubble, and it seemed that the sound was still loud.

"Who's up there", Nan Wufeng's voice came from inside the imperial study.

Nan Wufeng threw the teacup in his hand onto the roof, and a teacup went straight up from under the rubble, attaching an internal force, the teacup pierced through the rubble, and hit Mu Xi's foot hard.

The pain in the center of his foot made Mu Xi, who had broken his tendons, unable to stand unsteadily, and rolled off the roof.

At the same time, the eunuch in the courtyard also looked up and saw a black shadow rolling down from the roof, and it was not until the black shadow fell directly to the ground that the eunuch reacted.

"Come on, catch the assassins, and protect the emperor and the little lord."

The speed of the imperial guards is really not to be underestimated, Mu Xi just wanted to escape over the wall, but the guards with knives had already poured in at the door.

It's not impossible to break out like this, she can still deal with these people, but it's night now, and her illness may attack at any time, what she has to do is to escape from here as much as possible, and she can't deal with people.

Observing the surrounding position relationship, Mu Xi had an idea, pushed away the eunuch next to him with one palm, and pulled the wind chime over, with this hostage in hand, he was afraid that they would not let him go.

"Don't come here," Mu Xi put the dagger on the snow-white neck of the wind spirit.

The guards did not dare to come any closer.

At this time, Nan Wufeng, who came out of the house, said lightly: "Let her go, do you think you can escape like this?" ”。

Mu Xi's eyes flashed unconsciously, she inexplicably wanted to see this woman's weight in his heart, the dagger in his hand was even harder, at this moment Mu Xi couldn't wait to solve the wind spirit with a knife, if she hadn't ventilated the news, Feng Wu would not have died, Xiao Shu would not have been defiled, and Chi'er would not even know who his father was.

But now she can only let go of the hatred in her heart, this wind spirit still has the value of use.

"Help me! Please let me go", Feng Lingchu's pitiful appearance, and the voice of being panting with fear came into Mu Xi's ears.

Hum! This is not the pure and high wind spirit she saw at the beginning, in just three years, she has become a delicate little woman, and her plasticity is really strong!

"Oh, look at the emperor, the little lord's neck is bleeding, how can such a weak woman withstand such torture, you assassin don't let the little lord go!" , The eunuch looked at Feng Ling very distressedly and exclaimed.

The wind spirit can't stand it, can she just stand it? Is it deserved? She will always remember herself lying in a pool of blood three years ago, with a pain like ten fingers connecting her heart, why no one cared.

"Archer prepare", Nan Wufeng ordered, looking at the veiled Mu Xi, in an unquestionable tone, "If you still insist, what awaits you is a corpse."

"Did you assassin hear it, but you said something, are you dumb?" this eunuch seemed to be more anxious than the emperor, because the queen mother had personally ordered that if this person died, he would not be able to explain.

In the face of dense bows and arrows, Mu Xi did not have a trace of fear, what else would people who had walked through the Ghost Gate Pass be afraid of, but she didn't plan to make a sound, she always believed in Nan Wufeng's sharp discernment, because the voice was likely to be detected by Nan Wufeng, and she didn't believe that Nan Wufeng would release arrows, not to mention that he liked the wind spirit, tomorrow would be the artifact conference, the wind spirit had an accident, and the Xuannu was gone, so she couldn't explain to the martial arts factions, so she believed that Nan Wufeng would not take this risk.

The two were at a stalemate like this, Mu Xi obviously felt the light of Nan Wufeng's eyes, and he could see his gaze sweeping himself from head to toe with his residual vision, only to feel that he was uncomfortable, and finally his fiery gaze locked on her face, and met her gaze.

Mu Xi's flickering eyes deliberately avoided Nan Wufeng's visitive gaze, she felt a little bottomless in her heart, this Nan Wufeng found something, and looked at her like this without saying a word, feeling very weird.

Mu Xi shook his confused brain, Nan Wufeng did not give the order to release the arrows, now is the time to escape.

Mu Xi grabbed the waist of the wind spirit, ready to take off into the air.

Mu Xi, who was hanging in mid-air, stepped on the beam of the house, and saw that he was about to escape, only to see a sharp arrow coming with the wind, with a whistling wind, the speed was extremely fast, Mu Xi turned sideways, and could have dodged this arrow.

But seeing that he was about to shoot the wind spirit's heart, Mu Xi didn't think about it, and blocked the front of the wind spirit with his shoulder.

The arrow pierced straight into Mu Xi's shoulder blades, and only the sound of flesh tearing could be heard.

"Don't!" , a roar pierced the stars in the night sky, this was the voice of Nan Wufeng.

Mu Xi didn't know what this 'don't' meant, there was only one meaning, it was not to hurt the woman Fengling in his mind.

The pain in his shoulder made Mu Xi's consciousness blurred, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and now he could only escape alone, and after putting the wind spirit safely on the beam, he jumped and jumped, and the black clothes blended into the stars of the night, leaving only a light-like tail.