Mingxi wore wooden flail in both hands and chains on his feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn order to prevent her from setting up a formation, a layer of sacks was put on top of the wooden flail, and the mouth of the bag was tied with hemp rope layer by layer - with this special means of dealing with the formation master, she had the ability to reach the sky, and there was no way to escape.

When she was escorted to Han Feng, she kept wearing a thick mask, and she didn't snort lightly until someone else lifted the mask. It can be seen that she has not seen the light for a long time, so the candlelight in the room actually made her close her eyes, and it took a long time to slowly get used to it.

Knowing that he couldn't hold on to Mingxi in front of Han Feng, Liu Quan waved his hand knowingly and ordered the guards to withdraw, before he said, "Let me remind you, the matter of handing over the third princess to you has been passed to Manghou." She's an important prisoner, so be careful not to let her escape. After that, Liu Quan left the side hall of the palace leisurely, leaving only Han Feng and Mingxi.

Tan Qianbai was still kept in the dark, and he didn't know what the two emperors of the Northern and Western Dynasties had talked about in private, otherwise this palace would be full of soldiers from the capital. And the fewer people there are, the more it fits Han Feng's wishes, but Liu Quan's words made him worried: If Mingxi can't be released, then if Mingxi sees Manghou, how can he die.

But sorrow is a matter of the Ming Dynasty, and I drink today.

The two have not seen each other for a year and a half since they parted from Snow Dragon Mountain, and although the time is not long, they also feel like they are separated from each other. Time has lengthened the distance between the two, both physical and spiritual. Han Feng had always thought that he had already diluted this relationship, but when he saw Mingxi at this time, especially when he was alone with her, he didn't know how to get closer to her for a while.

Until Ming Xiqiang laughed and shouted: "Feng." Before the words fell, two lines of tears had burst out of her eyes, but she shook her head and still insisted on finishing the sentence: "You don't come, do you want to wait for me to walk over?"

"Mingxi!" Han Feng felt a pain in his heart, his legs had already walked uncontrollably to Mingxi's side, and he immediately picked her up.

Mingxi obviously didn't eat well during her imprisonment, although she carried so many burdens and things on her body, her whole person was much lighter than in the past in Xuelong Mountain. Han Feng didn't want her to drag her around in shackles anymore, so he simply hugged her horizontally in his arms, but he felt that the pain in his arms was painful, like holding a whole skeleton.

Mingxi's face was vegetable, and his face was pale. Her cheeks were deep-set, her eye sockets were sunken, and her whole person was thin and out of appearance, not as dazzling as before, but in Han Feng's eyes, she was still no less than the stars in the sky. She seemed to have been greatly wronged, and since she saw Han Feng, tears had slid down her cheeks like beads with broken threads, and she couldn't stop. Han Feng hugged her and sat on the chair, so that he could wipe away her tears with his free hands. Mingxi, on the other hand, was like an injured young beast, shrinking into Han Feng's arms and sobbing for a long time before he came to his senses and said, "I'm so hungry." ”

Han Feng was full of pity, but he was amused by this sentence. However, when Ming Xi said this, it was thousands of times better than picking out the hostile identities of the two when he came up, except for letting her leave the accident, Han Feng was willing to meet all other requirements, and said with a smile: "What do you want to eat?" ”

The sacks on Mingxi's hands were not untied, she held them in front of her chest, the sack was so big that it covered half of her small face, and only a pair of dark and bright apricot eyes were exposed behind her. She stared at Han Feng for a while before she said, "I don't want to eat what others made, I just want to eat your barbecued meat, just like we used to do when we fought side by side in Jiangnan." Have you forgotten? I've been thinking about it all these days. ”

She spoke softly, just right to evoke the little tenderness that remained in Han Feng's heart. The beautiful time in the Snow Dragon Mountain came back to his heart, and looking at the woman in his arms, he didn't know how to refuse. This is the time of alone time for the two of them, but I am afraid that after this time, there will be no more.

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There were very few guards in the palace, and one of the intact ten-person group unfortunately fell off the horse and broke his spine on the way back, so the remaining nine members of the ten-person group were almost crippled, which also provided great convenience for Han Feng to come and go freely.

No one in the palace knew Mingxi's identity, and when he took Mingxi out of the palace, Han Feng deliberately untied all her handcuffs and shackles, and let her hands and feet go free, but he still hugged her tightly and refused to let her feet touch the ground - not only because of a reunion after a long absence, but also because he wanted to prevent her from leaving.

But in the eyes of the guards and half-maidens of the palace, the saint, who has never been close to women, seems to have added a bit of humanity tonight. Seeing him ride out of the city at night, everyone chose to turn a blind eye, and even smiled thoughtfully at each other after Han Feng left, guessing what the identity of the unknown lucky woman was, and she could get the favor of the Holy Eye.

The night was as cold as water, Han Feng was not afraid of the cold, but he was worried that Mingxi's body was thin, so he deliberately brought a few thick blankets to wrap Mingxi like a fur ball.

The two did not leave the city, but arrived at the bank of the Seli River in the northwest corner of the capital. At night, the place was deserted, the dark mine was swept up by the wind, and the Seri River was covered with a thick layer of ice, reflecting the moon in the sky.

Han Feng lit a bonfire, and the blazing fire was reflected on the surface of the river, the cold ice flowed gold, black and red. There were no living creatures around, and it was the season of all things, so I just took him back to the city at night, and there were still a few frozen raw leg of lamb in the bag.

In the crackling sound of firewood, the aroma of roast sheep gradually spread, Mingxi was so hungry that he didn't wait for the meat to be completely roasted, he had already leaned over and took a bite, and was so scalded that he even inhaled cold air. Han Feng didn't feel hungry, the whole leg of mutton was almost eaten clean by Mingxi alone, she was full of appetite, her wrists and ankles were also moved, so she picked up a piece of wood with sparks and threw it on the ice in the distance.

Han Feng smiled and picked up a piece of wood and threw it away. Mingxi looked back at him, his face was slightly surprised, and then the two of you are still together, I will throw a piece, and after a while, he threw away all the dry firewood that Han Feng had finally picked up next to the bonfire, leaving only the bonfire that was burning, because there was no firewood added to it, and in the cold wind, it gradually tended to be extinguished.

Now, the two have lost the joy they had when they first met. Han Feng sighed lightly and said, "Mingxi, it's useless, you can't escape." ”

Mingxi didn't know when she had changed her face, she sneered, and said, "I can see it, you also learned the formation." It's really different from what it used to be, I can't think of that old ...... Old...... The old traitor is willing to pass on your formation, and he is willing to teach you so dedicatedly. ”

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