After Du Wei sent Liu Wuyan away, she sat there dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long later, Yu'er appeared at the door and said cautiously: "Miss, Sister Linglong ran to the slave house and cried a lot, I don't know if it's because of ......."

Du Wei came back to her senses and sighed silently: "Don't ask more about this matter, let her go......"

The more comforting this kind of thing is, the more counterproductive it is, so it's better to let her forget about it slowly.

But as an ancient woman, can this kind of thing really be forgotten? Du Wei was quite helpless.

When she returned to the dormitory, Du Wei didn't need to be served, and hurriedly washed up and prepared to rest.

These days, she is used to sleeping alone, and now suddenly there is someone in the bed, which is a little inconvenient, and she is afraid of waking up the wind and twilight, so she can only crawl over him with both hands and feet.

In the darkness, she felt the wind and twilight move as if she were about to roll over.

She suddenly remembered the wound on his body, afraid that he would turn over and press the wound, so she reached out and pressed his shoulder.

"Vile." Wind Twilight called out in a low voice, as if whispering in a dream.

Du Wei took advantage of the situation to find his left hand, and quietly took advantage of the faint light of the lamp under the porch outside the window to get in front of him.

On his left palm, there was a strange black mark, like a black flame.

She stretched out her fingers and slowly wandered along the imprint lines, her heart happy for a while, sour for a while.

This fool actually believes in such a thing......

Could it be that with it, he can accompany him not to enter reincarnation, she is the only one in this world who is an outlier, and if she is someone else, she really can't predict the answer.

A few days ago, she really should have kept a few for him.

She leaned over him, resting her head on his shoulder, staring at the top of the tent, sleepless.

Mr. Cui said that the painted bone incense might have come from the dragon veins, and the jade tablets they obtained clearly showed the valley of death at the junction with Beifan...... A bold idea gradually formed in her mind......

For several days, Du Wei stayed honestly in the cold house.

The wind and snow continued outside the house, there was a charcoal pot and a stove in the bedroom, and Du Wei was playing chess with a smile on her lap with a blanket on her legs.

Feng Duhan's face was expressionless, and Yu Guang saw that she was constantly cheating on the side, changing chess pieces while he was unprepared, or secretly taking away his chess pieces.

He just can't see it, and let her run wild.

At the end of the game, she was dumbfounded and watched him win.

"It can't be!" She stammered.

Twilight held out her hand, "Hand it over." ”

"What...... What the? Du Wei blinked her innocent eyes and looked pitiful.

"A pawn for a husband." The wind and twilight are cold and secluded.

She had to hand over the hidden chess pieces in frustration, "Why can't I win against you!" She simply lay on the chessboard.

"Your chess skills are not bad." Wind twilight cold road.

"Then why can't I beat you?"

"Naturally, it's because the husband is better." He threw the chess pieces back into the box in a dashing manner, without the slightest hint of modest self-awareness.

The villain in Du Wei's heart gritted his teeth with hatred.

At this moment, someone outside announced: "His Royal Highness has arrived." ”

When he turned his head to look at Du Wei, he found that she was already sitting upright, smiling, and sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard with perfect grace.

Become a lady in seconds! The villain in Du Wei's heart couldn't help snickering and quietly winked at him.

The corners of Feng Duhan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The King of England, apparently not aware of the small movements between their husband and wife, entered the house with a smile and roasted his hands in front of the charcoal basin.

"How is Shiko's recent recovery from his injuries?" The King of England seemed to mention this casually.

"Very good." Feng Duhan's expression was a little cold, but he was always like this on weekdays, and the King of England didn't take it to heart, and after warming his hands, he came to sit beside them.

"You are idle here, which is really the envy of this king."

Du Wei was about to get up and salute the King of England, but the King of England stretched out his hand and held him down, "It's all my own people, so I don't need to be polite." ”

The cold eyes of the wind and twilight dimmed, and the hand of the King of England pressed on Du Wei's shoulder.

Du Wei smiled faintly, quietly avoided the hand of the British king, put away the chessboard on the table, and went to add tea again.

"No need, just let someone send it." The king said, "This king has something to tell you." ”

Du Wei pretended to blink her eyes in surprise, and wanted to shirk it, but the king suddenly said: "This king plans to accept the peace talks in the north, I don't know what you think?" ”

A hint of disdain faintly flashed between Du Wei's eyebrows, she had already guessed that the King of England might make such a decision, but he had deliberately dragged it out for the past few days, just to give people a false impression, as if he was hesitant.

Although she had been prepared in her heart, when she saw the innocent face of the British King, she still felt a sense of disgust in her heart that was calculated.

In the past, the king of England would have some small calculations, but he would not put his own interests first, but now...... At that time, he has quietly turned into a man fit to be a king.

Since ancient times, kings have borne the old alliance, and the love of the country is heavy on beauty and light on people.

"You've already agreed to peace talks?" The cold eyes of the wind and twilight were shining, and they fell straight on the king.

The King smiled calmly, "This king did not formally agree to them, but he thinks this matter is acceptable, so that the people on the border can avoid the flames of war, why not?" ”

"So you want to send the woman of this world to the hinterland of the north and throw it into the den of the tiger and wolf?" Feng Duhan's face instantly turned cold.

"This time the peace talks in the north are quite sincere, and with their four princes here as hostages, I think the king will not embarrass you." The king patiently persuaded, "But this king has also considered that the prince is injured and it is inconvenient to travel far away, so this king can go for you." ”

Hearing this, Du Wei was stunned for a moment.

What the? The King of England actually promised to go to the hinterland of the North to see the King of Fan for the twilight of the wind?

This man's brain can't be broken, right...... Such a dangerous thing, he dared to think about it?

Wind Twilight Cold Phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and swept over the King of England, "The King of England wants to go with Wei'er?" ”

King Ying looked embarrassed, "Because the letter of King Fan stated that it is necessary to see the princess, the prince occasionally has to think about those Li people and fight every year...... This battle ...... Don't fight anymore. ”

The King of England's face was full of pain, and his moonlight eyes were full of sadness.

The wind and twilight were cold, but they were unmoved.

"What about Li Min, and what about the common people? There is only one person who wants to take care of this son now, if it is for her, even if the world is overturned and the wolf smoke is everywhere, what is the happiness with this son! If you want that seat, this son can help you, but there is a sentence that has reminded you at the beginning, presumably His Royal Highness is about to forget it, right? ”

The King of England was slightly stunned, "What the prince said...... What does it mean? ”

The cold eyes of the wind and twilight flowed, and suddenly aroused the cold mang, and an invisible tyrannical aura faintly burst out from Zhou's body.

"Everyone has a bottom line, and the bottom line of this son is her, I still hope that you don't forget it."

As soon as Feng Duhan's words fell, the tea cup in his hand suddenly exploded, as if attracted by the true qi overflowing from his body, and the fragments were like sharp blades, scattering in all directions.

The King of England was sitting opposite him, turning slightly sideways, narrowly avoiding it, only to break out in a cold sweat.