Chapter 62 of the fourth part of "Festival in the Wind" respectively

is very close to the Fengjin Festival, so he does not avoid suspicion, and when he is at the same table, he also accompanies him.

Su Wanzhen originally only planned to eat some at will, so she left under the pretext of taking care of the children, and the men got together, if there was a woman next to her, she would always be uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jinjie was very interested, and the wine was dry, and he drank most of the wine on the table, and then he drank a little confused, dizzy and shouted to sleep.

Lu Dongli naturally knew that his alcohol consumption was not only like this, but he also did not break it.

Since he returned home, he asked Wanzhen to clean up a room alone at home, as a guest room for the Wind Festival, although the guy who is always held by the stars and never worries about nowhere to go, may not come once, but he wants to make sure that no matter what day, as long as the Wind Festival knocks on this door, there will be a room that belongs only to him for him to rest.

At this time, he stepped forward and pulled the wind up, and sent him to his room.

When he entered the room, Feng Jinjie didn't loosen his clothes, threw himself directly on the bed, stretched his waist, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "I can finally sleep without interference." ”

Lu Dongli glanced at him with a smile before pushing the door out.

However, Feng Jinjie's good hope of wanting to sleep well was disappointed again, and the screams in his ears made him want to vomit blood.

"Jinjie, Jinjie, how do you feel when you meet your rivals."

Feng Jinjie was angry: "You don't look at it, what's going on, and you're still clinging to your boring fantasies." ”

He looked up and looked out the window at the lonely night: "What kind of blessing do you need to have such a good wife?" If Lu Dongli loses Su Wanzhen, it will be intolerable. ”

"We don't discuss Lu Dongli, we just talk about you, yourself, after seeing Su Wanzhen, what do you think, do you have any feelings." Na Lehehe almost didn't put a megaphone into his mouth, which made Feng Jinjie grind his teeth viciously, "Zhang Minxin, my only thought is, how can I complain to the professor about your malicious harassment after I go back." ”

With a faint smile, Su Wanzhen cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Although she is a woman in the depths of the boudoir, she is not unable to see through the heart of the wind and the festival. This night should belong to her and Lu Dongli. On this last night of separation, the handsome man in white wants to help them, protect and cherish every minute.

"Wanzhen, you don't have to do these things yourself, just call Shen'er." Lu Dongli's voice came softly.

She couldn't help but smile again, her husband was actually a little clumsy, and many times, he didn't know how to express his pity and care.

"It's just some homely little things, and I used to do it myself, and if you want it, you won't ask me to do it, and you won't ask me to do it, and you're not afraid of raising me to be delicate." She smiled and raised her eyes to look at Lu Dongli: "Can Feng Gongzi be settled?" ”

"What else can he do to be bad, he just thinks about sleeping as soon as he gets in bed." Lu Dongli smiled, "You always said that you wanted to meet him before, but now you can see him, but it's just two eyes and one mouth, and there is nothing unusual." ”

Su Wanzhen smiled faintly. For her, who is in the depths of the boudoir, the wealth that that person has had, the military exploits he has made, and the legends he has had, are so far away that they are meaningless to her.

What she remembered was the letters that never stopped, the small gifts that always carried a touch of warmth for thousands of miles, the prefect or the marshal, who only knew a friend named Lu Dongli.

The person she had never seen before, but gradually became familiar with it from the wild words, the reckless poems, and the seemingly casual and careful gifts.

The man had eyes that were so bright and so peaceful.

The man could see through her condition at a glance, but he could also respect her choice and grant her request.

That person can calmly tell her everything in the army, and his clear eyes make her firmly believe that he has not hidden everything.

The marshal who ate dried vegetables with the soldiers, the reckless man who worked hard in the governor's palace, the hand who used the pen to make poems, went to shoot arrows with a sword, and practiced with the soldiers every day, becoming more and more like a fool with a rough martial arts, and the commander who always stood at the front with his chest up when the enemy attacked, leaving his back to the soldiers......

All the hardships, all the hardships, all the dangers, he told her bit by bit.

He did not hide from a weak woman for fear of frightening her, and he did not say reassuring words to her under the pretense of thinking about her for the sake of her.

He let her know what her husband had done and undertaken for the country, for the people, and for the countless soldiers in the border city. He made her, at all times, proud to face everything for the sake of her husband. He made her feel proud to be Lu Dongli's wife, no matter what happens in the future or what she will lose in the future.

Even when she was talking about the most dangerous situation, the most difficult situation, the person's eyes were still bright and steady, and under such a gaze, she listened to everything surprisingly not panicked or worried.

I just feel that going to the border is thousands of miles away, and there are tens of millions of dangers, but that person will definitely be by the husband's side at all times.

Even if the sky falls, it will not abandon it, even if the world is not, it will not bear the life and death.

As long as there is a wind festival, there must be Lu Dongliang, if you want to hurt Lu Dongliang, unless the wind festival is dead, it is possible to walk over his corpse.

The man didn't say a word of promise, but just smiled faintly, telling about the years he had walked with Dongli and the battles he had faced together, just with such a careless god

Recounting the past, gazing at her with such calm and peaceful eyes, so, she.

He told her everything, so that she would not have to do all kinds of terrible assumptions, and he promised her everything so that she could send her husband on his way with a smile in peace.

At this time, listening to Lu Dongli smiling, she also smiled: "I think, what the ancients said in the book that they can support a three-foot loneliness and send a hundred miles of life, referring to such a friend." ”

She stared at her husband fixedly: "If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for, Dongli, such a friend, you must cherish it, and you must not lose it." ”

This night, Feng Jinjie was annoyed by Zhang Minxin and had a headache and dizziness, completely unaware that in the hall not far away, there was a gentle woman who was telling her husband for him.

On this night, after the persuasion failed, the second son of King Zhao, who had been a little distracted, finally summoned his henchmen and used a powerful spy organization to order them to carefully investigate everything about the Wind Festival.

This night, Lu Dongli and Su Wanzhen stayed together until dawn, no one was willing to sleep, no one was willing to close their eyes, no one was willing to give up, every drop and every moment of precious time.

The next day, Su Wanzhen sent Lu Dongli to ten miles outside the city, the two husband and wife joined hands, how many things to say, and how many things to say but couldn't, in the end, they had to look at each other and stare at each other for a long time.

Feng Jinjie didn't bother to pay attention to the affectionate and wordless gentle feelings of the two, and snatched their little hands and feet, pink and fragrant children, teasing them all the way in his arms, casually tearing off a jade pendant from his waist and tying it to the child casually.

Lu Dongli noticed his movements and looked at him at a glance. Feng Jinjie raised his eyebrows and glared back at him: "What do you see, do you have any opinions on the meeting gift I gave to my nephew?" ”

Although I don't know that this jade pendant can make dozens of the most outstanding and wealthy people in all walks of life in the Great Zhao Kingdom, everything can be followed, but Lu Dongli can also guess that the things that this guy takes out his hand must be extremely precious or have other meanings.

It's just that he knows the temperament of Feng Jinjie, and the thing is given away, and naturally there is no reason to take it back, not to mention that a long time ago, he no longer went to be polite to Feng Jinjie for anything.

So he only smiled faintly, and told Su Wanzhen in a low voice to put away the jade pendant, and it must not be lost or damaged, so that's it.

The long road is long, all under the feet, sent and sent, in the end we still have to face separation.

Seeing that the sun was getting darker, and if she was sent down, she would not be able to return to the city before the city gate was closed, Su Wanzhen had to stop and stop, and at the end she held hands and looked at each other, all she could say was the word "cherish".

Lu Dongli rode his horse slowly, turned his head a few times, looked at it melancholy, waved his hand from afar, and in the end, he finally gritted his teeth and whipped it, and the wind was strong, and gradually disappeared.

At this moment, the wife who saw her husband off was determined to look forward to the next reunion from now on, but she didn't know that in this life, this was the last time she stared at her husband's back.

At this moment, the husband who traveled far away, with deep guilt, gritted his teeth and went away ruthlessly, only hoping that one day, the war would stop, the country would be safe, and he would be able to return home and compensate for everything he had lost. But I don't know that the fate of husband and wife in this life has come to an end in this last farewell.

Feng Jinjie walked with Lu Dongli on horseback, seeing that he had been gloomy and silent, knowing that his mood was extremely sad because of this parting, he had the intention to distract his mind, and immediately smiled: "Do you know that in the past few days, I have spent all day drinking in the capital, and I have been very happy, and I actually met a big man?" ”

Lu Dongxuan's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "His Royal Highness King Rui? ”

Feng Jinjie laughed: "His people have looked for you, right?" ”

"Yes, late at night on the second day of my return to Beijing, a person who claimed to be a guest of King Rui's curtain came to see me quietly." Lu Dongli asked, "I can also guess the intention of King Rui looking for you, how do you answer him?" ”

Feng Jinjie smiled brightly: "I told him that the reply Lu Shuai gave him was my reply." ”

Lu Dongli only smiled bitterly: "The visitor that night once told me in detail about the heart of King Rui, seeing the measures, this person is indeed the lord of heroes, he is willing to go to see you in person, it can be seen that you are also very important, this matter is extremely important, you should consider the future with your own ambition, you do not necessarily have to use my opinion to sway your thoughts." ”

Feng Jinjie sneered: "Lu Dongliang, you also underestimate me too much, how can I be influenced by others." You are you, I am me, and the reason why I reject King Rui with your choice is not because I want to follow you, but because, I know, in this matter, you and I have exactly the same opinions and principles. ”

He looked at Lu Dongli coldly: "You said that he is the lord of heroes, so why do you want to reject him?" ”