Forty-three: Obsessed but unable to understand

The strong smell of sandalwood filled the air, and Ke sat in the courtyard in front of the meditation room. The chess game ahead has just begun.

"You didn't play chess like that before."

Holding the sunspot in his hand smiled faintly, "I used to just want to win or lose, but now I want more fun in it." ”

"Yes." Ke laughed, "To be honest, I still like to call you General Wan." ”

The sunspot fell into the air, and his expression was a little solemn. "Childe said that he laughed, there are no thousands of sunflowers in the world."

"Over the years, you have always been very attentive to taking care of Qingfeng," If there is anything else in this world that can affect the heart of the person in front of you like a dry well, it is only Feng'er. Ke lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and the fragrance after the bitterness was refreshing.

"I'm always relieved to hand her over to you. So I think that even if that person still makes any moves, Qingfeng will be safe. ”

The empty space on the other side was obviously stagnant, although he didn't speak, but he was not as calm as before. Sure enough, Feng'er is the thorn in his heart that can never be pulled out.

"What does Childe mean?"

It is Qingfeng who can make Hollow feel restless, but he is the only one who can make him turn back into a striker Jiang Wankui.

"Song Gongzi is now in charge of the family, and the Yao family wants to take advantage of this to ascend to the throne, as a son-in-law, he also has the opportunity to become the heir. His days are far more free than ours. ”

Empty's face was already a little gray, his hand had been pressed into the chess basket, and his five fingers had gone deep into the chess piece.

"The Song Mansion is connected to the royal family, and the power will only get bigger and bigger, whoever helps the Song family at this time will definitely become the object of his dependence in the future, and the future is limitless."

With a "bang", the hands that were empty in the chess basket were clenched into fists, and the black chess pieces rolled to the ground one after another.

"Why did Childe tell the poor monk this?"

Ke bent down and picked up the chess pieces at his feet, "Feng'er is the only person I care about, seeing him rise from a tall building, Fu Shouzhi, I can't swallow this breath, I think, you are the same." Ke flipped over his empty fist and put the pieces into his palm.

"The poor monk has escaped into the empty door many years ago, and all the past has been left behind."

"If you really cut off the red dust, will you also abandon the hut in the mountain?" Ke smiled bitterly, "Even you are like this, isn't my Feng'er too pitiful." ”

His empty eyes moved slightly, staring at the chess pieces in his palms and being silent.

Ke got up and patted him on the shoulder, "I never force it, but I always can't help myself." My Feng'er, I'll leave it to you. ”

Sitting alone in the courtyard, for a long time, he muttered: "You never force it, but every word is like a knife." You want me to get rid of the chess pieces that block your progress for you, and Feng'er and I are not chess pieces that you will always hold in your hands. ”

Coming out of the empty Zen courtyard, Fuzhe was already waiting outside.

"Let's talk as we go."

Fu Zhe's obedient sideways gave way, and slowly walked behind Ke.

"How?" For Fuzhe, Ke is always very direct.

"The empty people set off that night, and they had already passed Xuzhou the day before yesterday."

"Hmm" Ke nodded.

"Someone in the caravan in Duancheng found this." Fu Zhe handed a small black card to Ke, who took it in his hand and saw the three-legged black pattern on the card at a glance.

"The waist card of the inner palace of the royal court, this person is really careless."

The three-legged black is the totem of Molan, and black is the color of the royal family. The black three-legged black, except for the king and the crown prince, can only be worn by the close ministers and chamberlains who have received special instructions.

"It should be the guard's side of the prince."

"Naturally, it's the people around him, and they've all seen me."

"These people are moving around in Endingtown, and their intentions are obvious. Do you want to ask Song Gongzi to arrange it, and leave to hide for a while. ”

Fu Zhe's worries are not unreasonable, Xuan will come out with all his strength this time, and he will definitely gain something. Although I don't have a full grasp in my hands, there is still a chance to fight head-on. This time, he's here, bait and kill.

"How's Hege?"

"Huh?" Fu Zhe was still anxious about Ke's safety, and when he heard him ask about such an irrelevant matter, he was a little unable to react for a while.

"Hege, is there any improvement?" Ke Ping said it again calmly.

"Doctor Song has been there for many days, but he has not improved." Fu Zhe paused and said, "The situation is quite stable, and it should be improving in a few days." ”

Ke said "um". This is how the medicinal effect of red vermilion should be. "I'll go back to the library tomorrow night, and come out of the south gate when I leave, and you can lead a few of their people over."

"How's that going to work!" Now the situation is very clear, there are killers sent by the prince in the caravan, but Ke still has to expose his whereabouts, isn't this tantamount to killing himself.

Ke smiled uncontrollably. If you want Xuan to come with a gamble, you have to pay some sincerity.

"Is it for the girl?" Qingfeng unfolded Ke's cloak and looked at the embroidery on the neckline, her eyes full of mischievous smiles. "You've never been down a mountain halfway. Is this a special day? ”

Ke stood there, letting Qingfeng wrap around in front of him to tie the strap of his cloak. The bright smile is close at hand, this feeling...... The corners of Ke's slightly raised mouth froze slightly.

Seeing that Ke didn't speak, Qingfeng spoke again: "Actually, isn't this good, compared to those things that are beautiful and beautiful, what you hold in your hand is the most cherished." No matter how difficult or far away the journey is, there are always people waiting for you, thinking about you, isn't it much better than the cold palace? ”

"Feng'er, you have gone through everything with me, without that crown, you can't protect the person you want to protect. No matter how cold the palace is, the crown is hot. ”

Qingfeng's hand that tied the belt paused for a moment, and although he didn't raise his head, his tone was much lower, "Brother, even if it is a king, there will be helplessness." Feng'er just thinks that only people's sincerity is the most rare. ”

Wholehearted? Ke was a little scared to hear the word. He sighed softly, reached out and shook Qingfeng's hand, turned around and walked out.

Qingfeng froze in place, her gaze following Ke's figure until he disappeared.

Brother, although Feng'er was born in a royal family, she never understood power, let alone why you were so obsessed with it. However, my gut tells me that if you can stop at this moment, it will be the best ending. If you insist on going on, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you will end up with nothing.

The palace is a place of ruthlessness after all.

Feng'er can't help you with anything, but I just hope to help you see your heart clearly.