Are we going to die?

"No, it won't." The man replied without hesitation.

Lu Yixin smiled reluctantly, more like a light cover-up, her hand slowly rubbed and clenched his palm in the gold and silver threads, and there was always a peach blossom fragrance on her warm chest, which made Lu Yixin feel the brightness and sweetness of Shengjing in March in this desolate side, when the spring was just right, the family was laughing and laughing, and the flower slave holding the cloud peach blossom cake made Feng Mingxie cry and laugh.

Vividly.

It seems that the beautiful marquee in her memory generally appears in her mind, but reincarnation makes her feel the darkness and coldness of the moment even more.

My throat was dry and my breath tingling.

The wind and sandstorm roared like a tiger, like a wolf howling.

"Big brother is dead." Lu Yixuan's face was buried in Feng Mingxi's arms, and she was angry.

Feng Xiao Wang Ye was stunned.

"The eldest brother came to Yongzhao without telling everyone, he must have begged Ren Zaifu for a long time, and he took a shortcut from the Zangnu River with the grain and grass team and was captured by Le Muqin, he chose to die for his father......" Lu Yixuan's voice was very soft and low, thin and weak, as if he was just talking to himself, "He said that he was not sorry for the Lu family. ”

The originally weak man was covered in blood, and Lu Yixuan didn't want to think about it anymore, and he didn't even dare to touch his cold corpse.

"He has never been sorry for the Lu family." She repeated it again in a low voice, feeling the gentle and soothing pat of the palm on her shoulder, Feng Mingxie is sometimes a man who is very good at listening.

He knew that Lu Yixuan at this time just wanted to talk.

If it was two years ago, no, at the moment when Lu Yixuan stepped out of Nanping, she never thought that her every move would affect the choice of anyone in the Lu family, and she never thought that the future and encounters of the Duke of Wei would have changed, but those whom she regarded as treasures and loved ones left one by one.

Alive, in front of her eyes.

The father looked at it indifferently, he said, the children of the Lu family only died in battle, not captured," the death sentence of Lu Zhonghei was announced, "I have never felt that Lu Henian is so cruel and ruthless, the eldest brother has always been weak, he is a slippery wall grass, he is afraid of hurt and pain, and he is afraid that the third sister and I will not be happy, but he is scarred and desperately got up from the yellow sand......" Lu Yixuan's tears never fell from the corners of her eyes, and her voice trembled as if she had experienced the heartbreak again," My father never thought that not everyone could be as fearless as him, no, not a marketman, and that getting carried away must be a sinful, cowardly, greedy, and afraid of death...... What sinners through the ages ......"

Lu Zhonghe's transformation, Lu Yixuan saw it in her eyes, she didn't want him to become a hero, as long as he was Lu Zhonghei, the Lu Zhonghei who was stable and gradually became mature and responsible, she felt that the Wei Mansion was still complete and beautiful.

And Lu Zhongsi's death finally made him the "hero", but it made Lu Yixuan sad.

Feng Mingxie naturally understood the ins and outs, he sighed in a low voice, rested his chin softly on Lu Yixuan's bun, and whispered: "You have to believe that they have never regretted it." ”

At the moment when everyone made a choice and decision, no matter what the reason, the Lu family never had half a point of regret.

Lu Wanyu let go of her hand with a smile and a cry on that snowy night, she said: Ah Yu, Ah Yu, don't be afraid, the little bird in the blue sky and sky, spread its wings and fly high, the sea and the sky.

But Lu Yixin was afraid.

Lu Zhongsi changed his mind from a gambler, abandoned literature and martial arts, and committed suicide with a knife, but he still said with such a thirsty look for recognition in the end: Ah, the eldest brother did not disgrace the Lu family.

But Lu Yixin didn't care.

Feng Mingxie's fingertips stroked the gentle outline of the girl's cheek: "From now on, you are their hope and their heart." The man's voice was like a thin thread, piercing into her heart and strangling her internal organs.

The hot tears finally slipped down Feng Mingxie's fingertips, and the man's heart was slightly shocked, and he had to be moved.

She didn't lose her voice in front of the battle, nor did she find it difficult to control herself in front of Lu Zhonghe's corpse, but now, Lu Yixuan couldn't bear it anymore, as if this closed and noisy sand and dust finally gave her a moment to relax and take a breath, she found a chest that could accommodate her weakness, and vented her happiness.

She never knew that Lu Yixuan, who came to Shengjing, needed to be so strong, so strong that every important person around her left step by step, but she still had to force a smile.

The little girl whimpered and muttered that she was tired of crying, so she simply touched the face of the feather sleeves of the little prince Feng, the wind and sand and dust or snot and tears, in short, a piece of nonsense and nonsense, the colorful embroidery on the fingertips, faintly visible at the beginning of the reading of Huazhai's magnificence, Lu Yixuan couldn't help but be happy and finely rubbed, as if there was no floral fragrance from every strand of silk thread, which made people think about it and be confused.

"Courtier, there is a third reason." She said softly.

When she left the Jingliang camp, she vaguely denied it.

"That's your secret." It is rare for Feng Mingxie not to dismantle her platform.

"It's never in front of you," Lu Yixuan was a little disgusted, Feng Mingxie saw her thoroughly, and couldn't hide anything from the man, as if she had become willing to have a mutual spirit, "I don't want to hide my father, I went to Shengjing from Nanping, I told him that I wanted to be ashamed of the Lu family, but my father was silent." ”

Lu Yixuan sniffed the tip of her nose, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she curled up like a cat: "He is afraid and tired, and he doesn't want to make waves because of the old case, he finally compromised with this fate." ”

Is there any great achievements in Lu Henian or a thousand lines of guilt, isn't Da Yan's world still reincarnating.

A dark shadow flashed slightly under Feng Mingxie's eyes, Lu Yixuan's words were very clever and subtle, it was her confusion about her future.

"Are you afraid you'll be like that?" Feng Ming is evil.

Lu Yixuan nodded, look, this man knows himself so well: "I don't want to." "From time to time, there are clear Haiyan rivers, there are cross-currents in the sea, there are blue flies in the world, there are blue blood pills, a person's life and death are small, but he can't chill the boiling blood in his chest.

People have original intentions, obsessions, and beliefs - that is the foundation of life, and that is why she is still standing here.

The Lu family in Nanping has raised a good daughter who is strong and willing to die, and there are few such scars in Shengjing City.

Feng Mingxie admired it and was moved by it.

"I've been thinking about this case for a long time," Lu Yixuan's trust in the people around him has long been unquestionable, "Except for the diners and leading generals who gave advice at that time, no one else will know that my father is ambushing Wuhuaimen with 80,000 people, and someone has reported the news," all the possibilities converged into one point, "Xin'an Hou has already written to the king, and the adults who have seen the documents cannot escape suspicion, Ren Zaifu, General Shi, the six large and small zeros, dozens of people may secretly communicate with Fanbang, but why no one is implicated in the trial, Dali Temple, Metropolitan Procuratorate, The three pavilions and three halls of those 'humerus ministers' have all returned to their hometowns in fine clothes, disappeared, I have been to Yu Che, to Xinkang, the north and south of the river, all over the world. But little value was found out of their mouths.

Feng Mingxie was a little surprised by Lu Yixin's persistence, this girl had spent more than ten years behind everyone's back trying to dig out the truth, and she had already planned it before she stepped into Shengjing City.

"Sometimes the truth is not what everyone wants to see," if Lu Henian really committed an unforgivable crime in a hurry to achieve quick success, all the spearheads are not groundless, "Maybe sometimes, the truth should not be discovered." Feng Mingxie sighed lightly.

"Why can't the truth be made public?" Lu Yixin is unrelenting.

"Because the truth is sometimes cruel but has to be done and helpless."

"Would you believe it?" Those ambiguities, those painstaking loneliness, "My father scolded me, he said that I was selfish, not really for the Lu family, otherwise I should calm down the turmoil, don't always think about seeking justice," Lu Yixuan's eyes were a little confused, but he turned to be very clear, "Maybe, maybe...... I'm really selfish. ”

Feng Mingxie was stunned for a moment, his fingertips called the girl to grasp it in his arms, and he felt that in the darkness, it was Lu Yixuan's gaze that fell on his face.

"I hope that the Lu family can no longer bear the infamy, I hope that the Lu family will become an upright and famous family, and I hope that every step of the Lu family will not be dirty."

Lu Yixuan took a deep breath.

"Feng Mingxie, I want to be the peerless one in the world."

Lu Yixing's words are clear, his eyes are like water, and he can't see any brilliance in the dim and closed space, but there seems to be a sky of stars blooming out from under the pupils of his eyes, you can see the desire, the obsession, and the sincerity of a person.

That-enough to match the little prince of Shengjing, unparalleled in the world.

On a certain day, a certain month, the girl's joke came true.

Lu Yixing felt that it was time for her to take responsibility for her words and deeds.

She finally has a selfish heart that can't be said to others.

Feng Ming was stunned for a long time, this is the first time, Lu Yixuan dared to make a clear statement, and the man couldn't help but be a little happy but still pretended to be mediocre: "This king is waiting." ”

Promise life with life, heart for heart.

When she becomes famous, when she recognizes and is happy to be Feng Mingxi's wife from her self-consciousness, she is not because of compromises, not because of attachment to grass and trees, and the arrogant girl is finally willing.

The man remembered that Lu Yixuan raised his head in front of the Duke of Wei and dropped a few wisps of cold eyes and mockery, the spring light in March was bright, and when she smiled, she was as glamorous as the morning glow.

It seems that this day is not far away.

Waiting? It's a good bunch.

The bastard is now pretending to be reserved and arrogant, Lu Yixuan raised his hand and beat the man's chest as if he was disgusted, and fell asleep quietly with a muttering sound, her tears were not dry, Feng Mingxie gently wiped them away for her, the sand and dust swept away, and the man's eyes fell on the hidden wooden door, and he didn't know what he was waiting to think about, and he didn't leave half an inch.