"What did you say?"

Chen Fengxi, who didn't hear what Zhu Fanyin said, looked at her blankly, Zhu Fanyin shook his head, and said thoughtfully: "It's nothing, since Su Ying said so, then you should take care of yourself and wait for a more suitable time." ”

Chen Fengxi smiled bitterly and said, "I understand the reason, but what should I do...... I don't know. Everything now is already an arrow off the string, and it can't be recovered. ”

Zhu Fanyin got up leisurely and said as he walked towards the door: "You only have one arrow. You only have one chance. If you can't get this arrow back, you'll lose your chance for revenge forever. When I leave, let Feizhu go to you. ”

Turning his head to look at Zhu Fanyin's almost perfect back, Chen Fengxi's mood couldn't calm down for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, why are his mother's friends all such evil spirits who grow backwards?

Ye Ziyi and Li Nanzhi walked into the ancestral hall for the first time, and what was surprising was that it was not Ye Ziyi but Li Nanzhi who stood behind the wheelchair first.

"Others don't care about your body, I can't care less." Li Nanzhi's faint words made Chen Daguan, who was in a wheelchair, embarrassed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Ye Ziyi smiled happily: "I think in this world, there is nothing happier than the people I love and the people who love me by my side." Namggyi, thank you. ”

Li Nanzhi said with a concerned face: "Don't go, stay, and let Mr. Four help you recuperate." ”

Ye Ziyi's face was full of the happiness of a little woman, and she looked at Chen Fengxi with a smile and said, "Where he is, I am there!" ”

"It's your turn." Li Nanzhi angrily gave Chen Fengxi, who pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Chen Fengxi looked at Ye Ziyi with infinite tenderness, and said in a voice that was not loud but could give people great confidence: "Don't worry, as long as I live, nothing can let you leave me!" ”

"Hmm!" Ye Ziyi nodded vigorously, for her, being able to hear Chen Fengxi say anything was something to be happy about.

But for Chen Fengxi, the sweeter the smile on Ye Ziyi's face, the more he felt that his boyfriend was derelict in his duties, and he also thought of what he should do next, his top priority now should be to cure Ye Ziyi's illness first!

Chen Fengxi's wild words and Ye Ziyi's smile made Li Nanzhi have to re-examine the meaning of the word "love", two people who know that they may live and die at any time, but they can still behave so calmly and calmly, this kind of realm may not be able to be realized simply by copying Buddhist scriptures.

The three of them walked out of the Zhu family with their own thoughts, walked out of the Xianglin Manor, and stopped on the road outside the manor.

Li Nanzhi didn't say anything, and after handing the wheelchair to Ye Ziyi, he turned around and left silently.

Ye Ziyi didn't say anything, because she had already got the answer from Li Nanzhi's face.

"She's good, isn't she?" When Li Nanzhi disappeared from sight, Ye Ziyi's eyes were extremely ambiguous and squatted in front of Chen Fengxi.

Chen Fengxi said with displeasure: "Is there such a thing as you?" Always thinking about pushing other women into his man's arms. ”

Ye Ziyi said with a smile: "Tut-tut, classmate Chen's ability to get cheap and sell well is getting higher and higher." Namggyi is no ordinary girl, she is the only one of my generation who can calm down and copy the Tripitaka. In Grandpa Li's heart, the most trustworthy thing is not his sons and daughters with outstanding political achievements, nor those grandsons with unlimited prospects, but this granddaughter who quietly copied Buddhist scriptures in the attic. I remember that when Yang Gong was alive, Grandpa Li took Nanzhi to celebrate his old man's birthday, and the first time he saw Nanzhi, he said that the Li family relied on Grandpa Li for the first 60 years, and Nanzhi for the next 60 years. I don't know how many people in Beijing, Guangzhou, and Shanghai are worried about this woman who was praised by Yang Gong, you know, Yang Gong has only praised three people in front of everyone, one is the Xuanyuan Night 30 years ago, one is the brain of today's China, and the other is Nanzhi. So, you should make the most of this opportunity! ”

Chen Fengxi looked at Ye Ziyi seriously and said, "Ye Ziyi, tell me the truth, what secrets do you have to hide from me, recruit from the truth!" ”

Ye Ziyi playfully stuck out her tongue: "What kind of secret am I, it's just some information that you can get as long as you move your mouth." ”

Chen Fengxi gently touched Ye Ziyi's cheek, and said with a distressed expression: "Silly girl, don't deliberately wronged yourself in order to take care of my self-esteem. ”

Ye Ziyi put her face on Chen Fengxi's hand with a look of enjoyment: "No, I don't like to use my brain as much as Nanzhi, I prefer to be a little woman, it's better to stay by your side like this!" ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you leave me!" Chen Fengxi once again took care, this time, he was not simply talking, but had already thought about how to do it!

On the way back, Ye Ziyi has been carefully snuggling in Chen Fengxi's arms, looking at Ye Ziyi's happy smile, but Chen Fengyi can't smile at all.

The night in Beijing is very depressing, depressing, and this depression has nothing to do with one's own mood, it is completely the unique sense of oppression of the city of Beijing, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, the crowded vehicles in front of and behind the left and right, and the hawkers on the side of the road, etc., are the source of the depression.

Chen Fengxi is like those young people standing in front of the bus stop waiting for the bus, they all came to Beijing with dreams, but the ruthless reality made him have to make a choice for his future. These young people choose to grit their teeth and live here, Chen Fengxi doesn't want to do this, for him there is no point in living here to swallow his anger, rather than waiting for the opportunity here, it is better to return to Qingyun and wait for the opportunity to return to Beijing.

For Sima Liwu, home is a word that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Compared with the current empty courtyard, he prefers the small farmhouse courtyard full of laughter and laughter, but unfortunately, he will never be able to go back.

As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't drink alone, not that a gentleman should share good wine with others, but that a person who drinks is easy to get drunk, so as to do a lot of things that are not elegant, but today, Sima Liwu involuntarily walked into his storage room and took out a jar of wine that had been covered with dust.

Unveiling the altar seal, the aroma of wine instantly spread in the room, smelling the intoxicating aroma of wine, looking at the half jar of wine in the altar, Sima Liwu's face showed endless sadness and bitterness.

"I've seen a lot of things and think about people, and it's the first time I've seen things like wine and people."

The sudden sound of the female voice startled Sima without a startle, he was not frightened by the woman who suddenly appeared, but by the familiar voice, he slowly turned his head with an incredible face, and when he saw Wu Yue's beautiful face full of coldness, the hairs on his whole body stood up.

Sima Liwu exclaimed in surprise: "Husband...... Person! ”

Wu Yue walked into the house slowly, took down an antique bowl from the shelf on the side and handed it to Sima Liwu: "I haven't drunk 'dream' for a long time, bring me a bowl." ”

Sima Liao poured a bowl for Wuyue without thinking, and Wuyue raised the bowl and drank it, and a whole bowl of wine was drunk into his stomach without leaking.

After drinking the wine, Wu Yue looked at the bowl in his hand with a lonely expression and muttered: "In the past, bitter wine was in the stomach, and it was sweet. Now, spicy wine drills into the heart, and worries are even more worried. ”

"Plop!"

"Madam, it's the old slave who is incompetent and can't protect his master......"

Sima Lao Wulao fell to his knees with tears in his eyes, and kowtowed to Wuyue in a trembling voice to plead guilty.

Wu Yue quietly picked up the wine jar beside Sima Liwu, and lifted the altar, raised his head, and poured the wine in one go, and the arrogance he showed was probably ashamed of many heroes throughout the ages.

Half a jar of wine into his stomach, Wu Yue gently wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "The overlord is like Brother Ye, which is prohibitive." Mr. Four, you are afraid of death, I don't blame you. But you shouldn't watch Old Man Wu kill himself! ”

Sima Liao cried silently: "Madam, old slave...... Admit punishment! ”

Wu Yue said meaningfully: "You are the servant of Brother Ye, and I have no right to punish you. I just wanted to tell you that you've missed a chance to prove yourself, don't miss a second time. ”

"Forgive the old slave for not understanding what Madame means!" Sima Liwu looked at Wuyue blankly.

Wu Yue said expressionlessly: "Pass on your Sima family's Pangu recipe to Chen Fengxi!" ”

Sima was shocked after hearing nothing, and asked with a sad face: "Can the old slave ask why?" ”

Wu Yue said without thinking, "Can't! ”

Sima nodded without a smile: "I understand, the old slave strictly follows Madame's instructions." ”

Wu Yue looked thoughtfully at the faint moonlight outside the door, and said with a yearning expression: "Brother Ye likes to drink with Wu Lao the most on this kind of night." Wu Lao ...... How are you going? ”

Sima Liwu lowered his head deeply, and said in a choked voice: "After the eldest brother returned to Beijing, he broke into the meeting hall while the six sects were in session, and after killing seventy-six people from the six sects in a row, he was shot to death!" ”

Wu Yue slowly closed her eyes, crystal tears sliding down her delicate cheeks, and when the tears were dried by the wind, she suddenly raised her feet and walked out the door.

Looking at the disappearing back of Wuyue, Sima Liwu collapsed to the ground in grief, dragging a hoarse singing voice: "The wind and snow night, the bones are cold, and the overlord is trembling in the world." The sword is now, the spear is shaking, and the eternal sorrow is drunk in one gulp. Heaven and earth are a Xuanyuan, Wumen is a public waiting, and the iron bones of the master and servant will remain forever! ”