Chapter 82 Worthy of Eternity

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, and stomped her feet, she was righteous and indignant and hated the same enemy, why did this man still laugh, and what came out of his mouth was either ambiguous words or flirtatious gossip, so that Lu Yixing's breath couldn't go down, and she was excited and anxious, and the girl of the Lu family secretly cursed in her heart, burn this bastard to death!

But just thinking about it, the cold hairs on his back stand on end, the stuffiness and burning pain in the building can now be felt clearly, and the hot air is violent and suffocating-

Boom, half of Yuehuazhai collapsed in vain, the smoke and dust that rose made Lu Yixuan's eyes a little distracted, the hot sweat behind her was blown by the wind and condensed into ice beads, she swallowed the saliva in her throat, and when she saw the lifelike feathers, she thought it was her own eyes, just like that-day and night-day and night--thinking about it, but suddenly hit the kind in her heart-dazzled, until the person's voice and the temperature of the palm of the hand were relieved.

Now that she is frightened, in the face of the little prince Feng who laughed and almost didn't see life and death in her eyes, she couldn't get angry.

"Ahem, ahem." Lu Yixuan covered the tip of his nose and muffled, just choking tears came out.

Feng Mingxie beckoned, Dongting had already driven the carriage, the man was not in a hurry to go up, but glanced at the corner of the street not far away, the robe with a vague white jade embroidery pattern was blown at an angle, Dongting also saw that he was about to step forward subconsciously but was stopped by Feng Mingxi.

There are people who are also "concerned" about the life and death of the landing Yi.

If the curtain is over today, there is no need to go back to the city camp with such an embarrassed look, Lu Yixin felt that his throat was slightly relieved and when he came back to his senses, he had already gotten into Feng Mingxie's carriage, maybe today's encounter was too sudden, so that she still can't give up, if Lu Yixin had the worst plan for the assassination of the East Palace, His Royal Highness the King of Jin went to the Duke of Wei to "visit" the turbulent tide was something she didn't expect, then this time she was suddenly trapped in Yuehuazhai, and the danger of burning white bones with the corpse was a sudden thing she never expected.

Every step can be a trap.

She has never experienced it so deeply, from the initial panic, anger and indignation to the life and death behind this smile Yan Yan, it is impossible to prevent it, the little girl wiped her nose, her expression was tense, and her hands and feet were cold.

"Have you seen the lives of the people of Shengjing City?" Feng Ming said softly, as if no matter what words fell out of the mouth of this lazy man, all the sword light and sword shadows had faded, the moonlit robe was stained with smoke and ashes, and the feathers had lost their brilliance but were well engraved in the heart.

Some people can assassinate the East Palace in broad daylight, some people can burn the Hou Mansion by chasing the wind and catching shadows, and some people can hide from the sky and kill people invisibly, no one cares about the chaos without a beginning or an end, and the dead are nothing in this epidemic, after all, countless people are struggling on the edge every day.

Lu Yixuan's lips moved: "It's a courtier, it's too negligent." She had to admit that she had never imagined that someone would use a dead person to kill someone at such a juncture.

There was smoke curling on the warm tea on the desk, and the horse's hooves outside made a staggered sound, and there was never any book agarwood in Feng Mingxi's carriage, and there was just a peachy color, and the man pushed the porcelain cup towards Lu Yixuan.

She didn't push back, scooped the soup spoon and took a sip gently, and suddenly paused, the light was not warm soup or good medicine, it was a rock sugar lotus seed soup that was caught off guard, the sweet taste suddenly soaked the throat and brain, Lu Yixin was stunned and came back to his senses, since the beginning of this epidemic, no, since the beginning of this summer, she has hardly felt what "sweetness" is, she lowered her head, the lotus seeds rose and fell in the rock sugar water with the bumps of the carriage, and the sound of occasionally hitting the white porcelain jade cup was like hitting the heart jingling.

Lu Yixuan secretly glanced at Feng Mingxi, the man was gently rubbing the corners of his forehead with his eyes closed, and it could be seen that there was a slight fatigue in his eyes, in the past two months, Feng Mingxie had been running around the government to deal with emergencies, she heard Lord Jiang occasionally talk about it, the two provinces have no less than seven or eight turnovers, if it weren't for the little prince who was strategizing outside, I was afraid that the hearts of the people in Shengjing City would be even more disordered, she gently put down the porcelain bowl and couldn't bear to break the rare tranquility now, even if it was the heavy fatigue and drowsiness of her body after vain slackening, Lu Yixuan almost forgot that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a few days.

The breathing in the carriage gradually weakened, Feng Ming's evil arm bent his shoulders slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Lu Yixuan tilted his head upside down, his breath was soft, and he seemed to have relaxed his nerves without any precautions and fell asleep.

Feng Mingxie was stunned for a moment and did not brush it away, but reached out and gently hugged the little girl into his arms, and in the end, he, a raunchy, profligate guy, seemed to have won Lu Yixuan's most peaceful trust.

The little girl's face was still stained with dust and blood, and her hair was sprinkled with dirt and sawdust on her sideburns, sloppy, but Feng Mingxie looked at the interesting tightness, and in her restless sleep, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyebrows frowned from time to time, I don't know what was in this dream that had stolen half a day-

Perhaps, you are worried about the country and the people, or you have to worry about your own situation.

Occasionally, Lu Yixie would "gurgle" some mutters in his mouth, he couldn't hear clearly, Feng Mingxie leaned down slightly, and a faint breath swept his ears, not rouge, no floral fragrance, but with a strange eagerness and activity like vines growing wildly all over the mountains-

In front of the Duke of Wei's mansion, this girl didn't know his identity, her bright eyes reached out and grabbed his placket, and the kiss fell on her cheek like a dragonfly, whether it was cold or hot, it was very exciting.

Feng Mingxie sighed a little weakly, these purrs that seemed to be cat's sufficiency were really like having fluffy claws, tickling in the ears, no, it was a flood of heart, look, she hadn't spoken yet, and she hadn't even opened her eyes, which was enough to be sultry.

Feng Mingxie "tsk" and retracted his arms, Lu Yixuan was already petite, wrapped in long sleeves as if he had become one with the colorful finches, this little girl was very arrogant, and never refused to show weakness in front of people, just like the corners of his lips that were unwilling to smile sincerely at Feng Mingxi, the man suddenly remembered the sweet dead man's peach blossom cake that he tasted in the Duke of Wei's mansion, and I don't know if the little girl in her sleep now will be like that pastry, sweet but delicious.

Meow Woo –

The six men crouched in the corner of the carriage with their heads tilted, their round orange eyes open.

"Shh Feng Ming made a silent gesture towards it, but don't disturb this rare moment of tranquility, Lu Yixuan is not noisy, noisy or cold, look, now he is lying in his arms like a good cat.

The six cranes curled up their tails and shrunk into a ball, not daring to squeak.

Feng Mingxie smiled dumbly.

It's just that the teacup is not yet warm, the girl in her arms muttered softly and moved her body bones, and woke up, although Lu Yixuan slept for a long time, it was very heavy, there was no dream, only the infinite darkness, and even when she opened her eyes, she was drowsy and dazed with a headache, she saw the colorful flowers, smelled the soft peach blossoms, and even the body was still attached to the warm chest, and the man held her arm and showed no signs of letting go, so that she couldn't break free for a while.

She actually fell asleep with a nap - just leaning on Feng Mingxie's arms, still satisfied, unaware.

When Lu Yixin reacted, his face flushed with surprise, and the whole person almost jumped out of the man's arms.

"The courtiers have lost their temper." She was embarrassed and embarrassed, stretched out her hand to wipe her cheeks, and retreated far away, the original drowsiness in her mind faded completely, "I haven't thanked the little prince for his kindness today." If he hadn't arrived in time, I was afraid that I would have been in trouble.

Feng Mingxie likes to see that she doesn't look like she is detached on weekdays, it is best to be angry, and it is best to be shy: "This king's life-saving grace, you have to thank you well." "He's never been polite, he's swaggering.

This time, Lu Yixuan was a little embarrassed and couldn't fall down the ladder, and thought about it: "In the future, if the little prince needs a courtier, he will definitely be broken to pieces." She bowed her head and clenched her fists.

"Tut-tut," Feng Ming frowned, why is everything from this girl so fierce, "This king doesn't like to fight and kill, A, you have to be gentle." ”

Listen, this man always has a way to force Lu Yixuan to retreat: "Lu Yixuan has no long things, and the Wei Mansion is not a famous family." "As the saying goes, a woman is a person who pleases herself, and a person who is a confidant dies, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and regardless of his position, in the future, the little prince of Feng will be in deep danger, and Lu Yixuan will naturally go to the soup and go to the fire.

Feng Mingxie looked at the girl who was sitting in danger strangely, and tapped the desk with his fingertips: "Shouldn't the grace of saving lives be promised by yourself?" ”

Oh, this is the way of the world.

Lu Yixuan only heard the grinding of his back molars "crunch", and the "bastard" that had been withheld for a long time in his mouth almost blurted out, Feng Mingxie's teasing look was like the uncomfortable breath blocked in her chest, and the little girl bit the corner of her lip and simply raised her head: "Come back." ”

She reached out to the man.

"What?"

"Bronze Sparrow Gold Beads." She's not welcome.

Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows: "In the hands of this king, it's not so easy to go back," At the beginning, this little girl regarded it as a hot potato, no matter how you say it, this little golden bead is a token of Lu Yi's fingertips, and it is bluntly related to the marriage of the person in front of him, how can he say that he will return it if he returns it, "Ah Yu, you are crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." ”

Lu Yixuan looked at him with a lazy look of indifference, and felt that where was the golden spike he was holding at the beginning, it was a big * trouble at all, and the bronze sparrow gold bead he was holding in his hand had become Lu Yixin's "big trouble", and he had to be flicked in front of this man.