There were footsteps from outside, Feng Wei lifted the curtain, and saw Qinghe walking in with food, seeing her wake up, Qinghe hurriedly walked a few steps, put the tray in his hand on the table and came over to help her: "How do you feel?" Why don't you sleep a little longer? Qinghe's face was full of tenderness, different from the coldness of the past, Feng Wei could feel his excitement and full of love for her, she slightly hooked the corners of her lips: "What time is it, I've slept long enough." ”

The relationship between the two is not so stiff, dressing and combing hair, Qinghe has taken care of it, the corners of Qinghe's mouth are upturned throughout the whole process, and he is in a good mood, Feng Wei looked at the shadow in the bronze mirror, and she said faintly: "Qinghe, don't push me to other men in the future, this is your last chance." ”

Qinghe's hand grabbing Feng Wei's hair paused, and then said after a while, "Okay." His voice was firm, and the movements of his hands became softer

In the following days, Feng Wei and Qinghe were both in and out of pairs, Fu Zisi's research still did not make any progress at all, and the drugs that could suppress patients also showed resistance, and the number of deaths gradually increased in the past two days, but it was much better than the deaths one by one at the beginning, so they still insisted on exercising and plowing the ground, Feng Wei sat cross-legged in front of Fu Zisi, and fell into deep thought.

She remembered what the old man said when she was kidnapped by Yuan Xuewei and the old man when she was in the North Park, he said that the flower of life can cure the epidemic, should she take out the flower of life and let Fu Zisi study it?

Looking at Fu Zisi with a sad face, his handsome little face was full of sorrow at the moment, she stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead, and said with a smile: "Young man, how can you wrinkle your eyebrows like a little old man." ”

Fu Zisi's face was slightly red: "Your Majesty, don't be joking, some epidemics have been going on for several months, but now there is no progress at all, and there are not many medicinal materials to control the epidemics, how should this be?" Should we ask for help from Tai Hospital? "His father still contracted the epidemic in that brawl, and if he delayed it any longer, he was afraid that he would ......

Feng Wei pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know much about the situation in the palace, if it really doesn't work, I'll go back and bring people over." If you add the Flower of Life to your original recipe, you think this plague ......"

"Flower of Life!" Fu Zisi exclaimed, "Yes, as long as there is a flower of life, let alone this little epidemic, people can save this flower of life with a breath, I forgot, Your Majesty has a flower of life, but Your Majesty, you ......"

Feng Wei touched his nose: "Don't call me Your Majesty, as soon as you call this title, it reminds me of the responsibility of this title, it's weird, as for the flower of life, it's not on me now." ”

“…… Miss, where is the flower of life? ”

"I didn't bring it back when I took it to the North Garden, I asked Zhao Gong to take care of it for me, if I need it, I will immediately repair the book and send someone over to bring it."

Fu Zisi was overjoyed: "Thank you Miss for cutting love, as long as you have the flower of life, then everything will be solved, and the people will no longer have to suffer from illness." ”

Feng Wei is also very happy in her heart, although there is still some reluctance, but she can save the lives of tens of thousands of people, she is still happy to contribute the flowers, since one has appeared, there will definitely be a second flower, it is a big deal to find it yourself in the future.

Sent Zhang Mengtie Niu out, she once again reminded the two of them to pay attention to, watching the two go away, she was not in the mood to plow the ground, and walked alone to the back mountain where three men and one woman once lived, these four people did not escape the urging of the disease after all, and they all died.

They died together, in a love.

Feng Wei had already discovered them half a month ago, she had a good impression of that woman, they were not afraid in the face of the disease, but did what they should do, enjoyed themselves when they should have fun, and faced the illness with a peaceful attitude.

Maybe they also knew that their time was coming at that time, so they would have a love without an ending.

She stood quietly on the stone where she had been sitting, looking at the thatched house and the land that had not been pruned there, her heart was desolate, half a month ago they were talking and laughing and supporting each other, now only a stone shovel was lying quietly on the ploughed land.

Suddenly, a flash of silver light pierced the sky, Feng Wei's eyes flickered, she dodged to the side, and did not take the silver light beyond her strength. Looking in the direction where the silver light came, I saw a familiar figure, a black curtain, and a black robe, isn't this the dress that Yuan Xuewei was dressed when she claimed to be Master Yuan Xuewei when she kidnapped her? Why is she here?

Yuan Xuewei didn't intend to hide her appearance, she took off her hat, and looked at Feng Wei meaninglessly: "Feng Wei, hurry up and bring me the flower of life that my master wants, otherwise it will ......" Speaking of this, she pulled out the saber at her waist, and the sharp blade flashed in the sun.

Feng Wei sneered, it turned out that she didn't know that her master was dead, she pulled out the dagger tied to her leg, as long as there was no obstruction from that old man, even if Yuan Xuewei cultivated her internal strength, she was not afraid.

Yuan Xuewei has matured a lot during this period of time, and without the useless clamor before the fight, seeing that Feng Wei was ready to attack, she directly slashed it with her sword.

Half an hour later, Feng Wei wiped a handful of blood from the corners of her lips, and stared at Yuan Xuewei, who was standing proudly not far away, she "puffed" and spit out the blood in her mouth, still with an unstoppable expression, staring at Yuan Xuewei: "What if you cultivate internal strength?" How about not being able to take me for so long? ”

"You ......"

"What am I? Even if you've practiced for hundreds of years, you're no match for me. "Feng Wei has also tried to cultivate internal strength, but I don't know if it's because of preconceived ideas, no matter how he cultivates, he can't do it.

A palm wind struck, Feng Wei dragged her tired body, moved to the side, but two people suddenly jumped out behind her to hug her, and the two bit her arm, Feng Wei was startled by the actions of the two before she could react for a while, and when she saw the miserable white faces of the two, she couldn't kill Yuan Xuewei with one blow now, but she could still deal with these two sick people who were powerless.

Looking at the two female corpses on the ground, as well as the pain in her arm, her face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and she turned her head to look at Yuan Xuewei, who was smiling proudly: "You planned this?" ”

Feng Wei thought of the sudden turmoil that broke out a few days ago, the sick and the uninfected almost fought, among the two corpses on the ground, their reaction was the most strong, it was simply the unforgiving shrewd behavior, there was food for them to eat, medicine for them to treat, but they still had to make unreasonable trouble and disturb the people's hearts, and sure enough, someone instigated it.

"Hahaha, so what? That's a great gift from me. ”