The spring breeze is still the same, focusing on the willows of the Sui embankment. Rub the goose yellow desire, when the weather is clear.

The garden is full of spring scenery and the sun is warm. The palace people walked with the graceful woman and the man in the dragon robe.

"The willow branches are low-pressed, and the swallows are shallow. In the early spring of March, the flowers are blooming, and they are very happy. The man spoke, picked a peach blossom and pinned it to the woman's bun.

Then the two held hands and continued to stroll, as if returning to their youthful days.

"But why is Frost still so sad."

But the years are silent and ruthless, and the youth has long been precipitated at the bottom of the lake of time. The woman's eyes were full of love, and she smiled and expressed her sorrow.

"I've had a tight chest for the past two days, and I'm a little worried about Qiqi." She was sad in her heart, and when she glanced at the man next to her, she felt uneasy.

A trace of worry flashed in Feng Shangchen's eyes, but he hugged her affectionately, "What is there to worry about, didn't the second child say to take her out to play for a while?" ”

Lan Luoshuang's fingertips were slightly cold, and he was tightly covered by Feng Shangchen's big hand.

"But ......"

She wanted to say something, but was swallowed back by Feng Shangchen's reproachful eyes.

"You, the mother of seven, always hope that your children are not good?"

He joked, and the woman in his arms pouted a little unhappily and turned her back to him. Feng Shangchen hugged her into his arms, and the two quietly admired the quiet lake.

It may be that they have been together for a long time, and they feel comfortable with each other whether they talk or not.

"Frost ......"

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"Hmm......" she replied softly.

"Wait another year, I'll let Yi'er manage the government and the opposition, and I'll take you to the mountains and rivers, okay?"

This is what he promised her, but it has never been realized, and the other pair of hands in his palms has never been warm.

"But Yi'er is still young......," she was extremely worried, but the man prevented her from continuing.

"It's okay, there are also General Lu and the left and right sides in the DPRK and the central government." Moreover, the most suitable person in his heart will also go all out.

In the afternoon, I met Lu Xixiu, and he told him what happened. Lu Wanwan deliberately emphasized the matter about the informant, and finally acquitted the beggar. The beggar is suspicious, and in the end he contacts the informant secretly.

In the end, they finally found the place where Feng Nanqi was imprisoned, but unfortunately it was a step too late in the end, and the girl was seriously injured.

His chin lightly pressed against Lan Luoshuang's hair, and there was a nice smell of vanilla that calmed his mood slightly.

He lied to Lan Luoshuang, but he had no choice but to do so. They have been together for nearly twenty years, and no matter how rough they are, he has already noticed the physical condition of his beloved. Even if he could wait, she was afraid that she would not be able to wait too long.

The servant brought a new hand stove for Lan Luoshuang to hold in his arms, Feng Shangchen kissed the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and the hand on her waist tightened a little.

"It's cold outside the house, can I send you back to rest?" He was like a child begging for candy and coquettishly with her in a soft tone, trying to make the beauty smile.

Lan Luoshuang smiled.

If Feng Nanqi's eyes are like stars, then Lan Luoshuang has a whole vast universe in his eyes, containing everything in the world.

When Feng Nanqi grows up, I'm afraid that he will be very similar to her, but he shouldn't be like her.

It's so tranquil and gentle.

It's so short.

Feng Shangchen guarded her until she fell asleep before she got up to leave, and when she got to the door, she found that Lan Luoshuang's personal maid had been guarding the door.

"Xia Tao, what's wrong?" He asked, what Xia Tao had done for Lan Luoshuang over the years, he had seen it in his eyes.

And Xia Tao witnessed all the stories between them, those upheavals.

She hesitated not to speak, and Feng Shangchen probably understood what she wanted to say.

In the end, it was he who chuckled and spoke first.

"Does Frost take her medication on time every day?"

His eyes were still gentle, as if he had been born like this.

But Xia Tao knew very well in her heart how proud the man in front of her used to be, like an untamed wild horse, so unruly.

But such a proud person can only have such tenderness in the face of Lan Luoshuang.

She nodded, thought of something again, and immediately added: "It was the slave who watched the mother drink it." ”

Feng Shangchen looked at the room affectionately, and then there was some deep pain in his eyes.

"Frost has also been thanks to your care all these years."

Xia Tao walked with him until he reached the pavilion where he had stayed with Lan Luoshuang before.

"Can't you let him go?" He stared at the lake, as if recalling something far away.

The woman next to her looked at the swimming fish in the lake and sighed, how many times did she ever have feelings for people.

"Between me and him is like the saint and the mother, but we love each other but can't stay together."

The man looked back and saw that the girl who had been alive and following him and Lan Luoshuang had already grown up now.

"Have you ever complained about me?" He said that what Feng Shangchen owed to her and that person was something that he could not repay in his life.

Xia Tao shook her head and smiled at him.

"No, if it were me, I would have made the same choice as him for the sake of my mother. But in the end, it's me, and I still have concerns, and I can't rely on him for life and death. ”

Feng Shangchen looked at her for a long time, only to realize that the careless little girl in front of him had grown up unconsciously.

He chuckled, and finally could only spit out the short words.

"Let's go back."

……

The number of patients in the hospital has gradually decreased, and the original hustle and bustle has occasionally been quiet.

The house gently supported Feng Nanqi in a coma at night, for fear of accidentally touching her wounds, and Gao Yue carefully fed her and drank medicine.

In the end, both of them quietly retreated, and Dr. Gao was talking to Feng Nan'er and them.

The knife went down from her left shoulder to her right waist. The wound on the left shoulder was the most severe, and the veins and tendons were severed. It is estimated that after she woke up, it was difficult for her left arm to be lifted again. Doctor Gao sighed heavily, wondering who would lay such a heavy hand on a small doll.

Doctor Gao's words mean that Feng Nanqi may become a waste person who can't use his left hand in the future.

"Does the doctor have a way?" Feng Nan'er asked, his tone trembling.

"Yes, yes, but it's just ......," Doctor Gao looked embarrassed, "The pain to be experienced by this method is very bearable, and even a young person with Lisheng is very difficult to endure, let alone a doll." ”

This wounded muscles and bones and recovered in a hundred days, not to mention that this meridian is completely broken. Although he rescued it in time, he was not too sure that Feng Nanqi would be able to heal the necrotic part of his left arm.

"Stay here first, and I will do my best to heal the little girl. It's just that the arm matter has to wait for her to wake up and let her make her own decision. ”