Du Wei was defenseless, and was suddenly pulled into his arms by the wind and twilight, and when he fell down, his elbow inadvertently hit him.

"Let go of ......," she braced herself to break free from his arms, "I just bumped into you." ”

"Vile." The voice of the wind and twilight sounded faintly in her ears, with the smell of wine, she was almost drunk when she smelled it, "It hurts for her husband......"

She froze, and at first she thought that her elbow had really hurt him, but the moment she looked down and met his gaze, she suddenly understood.

It's just his excuse.

"Father, he ......" She wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to ask clearly, but she couldn't bear to see him sad.

"The old man is really gone." Wind Twilight lowered her head and buried her deep in the socket of her neck.

"Do you know why you left?" If it is said that he died of illness, but she did not hear that Nan Wangye was in poor health before, although Nan Wangye was secretly poisoned by Princess Nan and lay in bed for many years, but after recovery, he recuperated properly, and his recovery was still quite good.

The news of his death suddenly came out like this, and it was too hard to believe.

"The dark guard didn't find out anything, only said that it was only half a day before the kung fu person was gone."

Du Wei couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this.

Even she didn't believe in the cause of Nan Wangye's death, let alone him.

Feng Duhan's big hand was tightly wrapped around her waist, and the crescent white brocade robe had not yet had time to be replaced, and the plain white robe looked even more gloomy and cold.

Du Wei's heart seemed to be pierced by a blunt knife, and her whole body tensed, "...... Twilight. She lowered her head, pressed her cheek to his sideburns, and said word by word, "Don't be afraid, you still have me." ”

Feng Duhan turned his head sideways, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark waves under his eyes rippled, "Wei'er, the old man was killed by someone, can you believe it?" ”

Du Wei only felt that her hands and feet were cold, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be frozen.

Who can harm the prince of Nan? Who dares to harm the prince of Nan?

Now, there was only one answer, but she couldn't believe it was true for a while.

The once gentle and elegant six princes, the king of England with a moonlight in his eyes, no longer exists? Was it really him who secretly killed Lord Nan?

"He's forcing me to go back." The cold eyes of the wind and twilight were dark, revealing a trace of indescribable sadness.

"I'm with you!" She blurted out almost without thinking.

"Nope." Feng Du coldly spit out two words.

"Why?" At this time, it was the time when he needed her the most, how could she let him go back to Beijing by himself, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen after he went back, now that the king of England has inherited the throne, can he really recover this blood debt?

"What if you kill your husband one day?"

Du Wei looked down at him, and her dark eyes seemed to look deep into his heart.

"You are already my husband, so I naturally want to be on your side."

Feng Duhan stared at her silently, and suddenly her thin lips hooked, "If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for." ”

Du Wei pushed him to lie back down, and said, "Do you want to drink some tea?" ”

He let go of her, she went to bring tea, he rinsed his mouth, and took two mint leaves in his mouth, and exhaled a faint mint fragrance.

She put the rest of the tea back, and when she turned her head, she saw that his eyes were closed.

She was stunned and whispered to him twice, but saw that he didn't react.

He only said half of what he said just now, he wanted to return to Beijing to mourn for the prince of Nan, but he refused to let himself follow...... She couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in her heart.

But seeing that he had fallen asleep, she couldn't bear to call him anymore, so she had to reach out and take off the jade crown on his head, wanting him to sleep more comfortably.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly felt that the placket of her body was heavy, as if she was hooked by something, and when she looked down, she saw that Feng Duhan stretched out a hand and grabbed her clothes.

Was he pretending to be asleep?

When I looked up at his face, I saw that his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and he was breathing deeply, as if he had fallen asleep.

She tugged at the hem of her garment, trying to break free from his grasp, but he clung so tightly that if she tried harder, she was afraid that it would be torn apart.

Obviously, he wanted to let himself stay with him, but he didn't say anything, what was going on so much, the dumplings on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve hadn't been eaten, but I was afraid that the Kangle King's Mansion would come to invite them over.

She sighed and sat down next to him.

Large, bony hands climbed up her waist.

How could he be drunk, as long as he wanted, he could use the true qi in his body to force the drunk wine out of his body at any time, but this time, he didn't want to do it for a long time.

He also wanted to get drunk once because he didn't know how to tell her his decision.

What he wanted was originally just a peaceful life with her.

But the trees want to be still, and the wind does not stop.

How could he put it down!

Even though he has always had a grudge and hatred against Nan Wangye in his heart, it was his father after all.

If this revenge is not avenged, he will not be a man!

Du Wei sat there silently, accompanying him.

I don't know how long later, the firecrackers suddenly exploded outside the window, and the red and bright fireworks rose in the night sky, casting a gorgeous silhouette on the flower window.

She suddenly remembered that this was the first time since she married him that the two had spent the New Year together, and at this time last year, they were separated, and he went to Mo Ziguo, and she was in Liangzhou City.

It's finally possible to be together, but God always seems to be against them.

The maid's voice sounded outside the door: "Lord Shizi, Lord Kangle, please return to the table with the princess." ”

Du Wei hesitated slightly, she was thinking about refusing in the name of the drunkenness of the prince, when she suddenly felt a sound behind her, turned her head to look, and saw that Feng Duhan had woken up at some point, and her phoenix eyes were clear, and she didn't see the trance after being drunk.

"Let's change your clothes." "We'll go together in a moment." ”

Du Wei had no choice but to get up and go back to the house, and was served by the maid and changed her clothes, and she was draped in a thick hood with a hood.

In fact, she didn't want to return to the banquet, thinking that she would see the annoying little aunt again when she got to the banquet, she only felt very bored in her heart, so she thought that it would be better to find an excuse to stay in the courtyard after a while.

But when she arrived in the courtyard, she saw that the wind and twilight were cold and changed into the ready-to-wear clothes of Youlan Pavilion, bamboo ink landscape pattern, covered with fox fur, and did not wear a jade crown on her head, but was tied with a hairband of the same color as her clothes at will.

When Feng Duhan saw her come out, she couldn't help but be stunned, because she happened to change into the same outfit as him, the same ready-to-wear clothes of Youlan Pavilion, but it was the pattern of Molan vanilla, standing with him, and the hem of the placket happened to be able to make a complete Zhulan ink painting.

Feng Duhan chuckled silently: "I didn't expect Wei'er to think of a place with her husband." As she approached, he suddenly raised his hand and inserted a hairpin between her sideburns.

Du Wei curiously raised her hand to touch the hairpin and said, "What is this?" "When I took it down, I saw that it was a silver hairpin twisted from a silver wire, and there seemed to be a butterfly at the front end of the hairpin.

"Sent to me?" She wondered, she didn't expect him to think about giving himself something, is this a holiday gift?