How does the heart die?

Stopping beating is death, and not worrying is death.

The former is easy, the latter is difficult.

The wind rose and was silent for a long time.

Murong Xue looked at him from the side, her expression becoming more and more mocking.

Silence because of guilt? She thought silently.

"Xing'er and I have known each other for a long time." Feng Qi finally spoke, "When I was six years old, the second brother had the first attack of the Ten Absolute Pulses, in order to ask Miki to save him, my mother took several people to ride out of Yanbei, and then took the Naxi River from Shuntian, joined the Qianling River, drifted all the way to the East China Sea, and arrived in front of the Shifting Flower Palace. ”

"Transferring flowers to seek magic, half a month to no avail, my mother was anxious, she was seriously ill, Uncle Mo weighed it, and had no choice but to decide to return north."

"At this moment, the Weeping Blood Pavilion attacked, and the four Slashing Stars launched a surprise attack with the momentum of killing, and no one by my mother's side except Uncle Mo was powerful...... This was a nirvana. ”

Murong Xue didn't know why Feng Qi would bring up such an old thing, but she didn't interrupt Feng Qi's words.

All causes and effects have results, and everything is no exception, and it seems that this cause and effect originated from the previous generation.

"The four slashers besieged and killed, to be honest, I don't understand how my mother survived, but I know that when my mother returned to Yanbei, Uncle Mo was the only one left beside her."

"There are not many people in the company, and one of them is Xing'er's mother."

"My mother never said what happened on the way from Jiangnan to Yanbei, she only told me to treat Xing'er well, even if Yanbei Wangfu owes the Luo family."

"She didn't ask me much, and this was the first one."

Soon after, Xing'er was sent to the Yanbei Palace, where she was personally taught by her mother, and her life was meticulous...... The second brother was ignorant at that time, and secretly ate Xing'er's vinegar, saying that his mother was much better to Xing'er than to him. ”

"I don't care about it, but my mother told me that; Second, I am the son of Yanbei, I am precocious, I learned how to ride a horse at the age of four, before that, I knew what kind of responsibility fell on my shoulders, and I didn't have time to be anxious about this kind of thing; Third, Xing'er is extremely sensible, optimistic and cheerful, lively and generous, and very comfortable to get along with. ”

"When I first looked at the Tianxin scroll, there were many places that I couldn't figure out, and I couldn't sleep at night and wanted to go around. I found Xing'er, she was carrying the moonlight on her back, curled up in a ball, kneeling by the begonia pond, there was no sound at all, I looked at her for a long time, and found that she was crying. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Qi paused, "Maybe I shouldn't have stepped forward at that time." ”

He didn't continue, Murong Xue already understood.

Opera comes from life, and life is often much more bloody.

I don't know what to do and I still go deep, let alone know what to do?

Because you know what you love, you can't help yourself?

In a different place, she didn't have much to do to solve this problem.

"You can marry her." Murong Xue suddenly thought of a solution, in exchange for a roll of the wind's eyes.

"What? Do you look down on Luo Xing? She was a little annoyed.

Feng Qi shook his head, "No, I just calmly rejected the proposal. ”

Murong Xue asked, "Why?" ”

Feng Qi said seriously: "Because this is not my intention, so no matter how much it suits the mother's concubine's mind, Xing'er's mind, or Yanbei's mind, I will refuse." ”

After a pause, he said, "I don't marry you, probably for the same reason. ”

Murong Xue sneered: "How noble it is, isn't it also a matter of lust in the end?" ”

Feng Qi did not explain the problem.

He and the saint have known each other since childhood, and they have had tribulations and rivalries, so why should they tell others?

He didn't speak, Murong Xue only took him as a tacit, so his evaluation of Feng Qi was even worse.

"By the way, how do you know what I've said? Although I am firm, there are not many people who can hear it, and even fewer people can be sure that I am the son of Yanbei. Feng Qi asked.

"What else? The man standing next to you at that time was the young pavilion master of Xiaoyao Pavilion, known as the storyteller. Murong Xue said coldly: "As soon as you finished speaking, he preached it, and through the mouth of Xiaoyao Pavilion, I am afraid that it has spread all over the world at this moment." ”

"Didn't you say that the whereabouts of this young pavilion master were mysterious and had been hidden in the snow for a long time? How could it be him? ”

Murong Xue glanced at him, snorted, and turned his head to leave.

After she left, Feng Qi looked at the flickering candlelight on the table, estimated that it was almost over, his face changed, and he said coldly: "Come out."

There was a chuckle, and then someone came out of the inner chamber, passing by the wind, and went straight to him.

Only then did the wind rise and see this person's face clearly, and he was stunned for a moment.

The man chuckled and spoke, "I haven't seen you for an hour, is His Royal Highness the Prince okay?" ”

Feng Qi sighed silently in his heart, stood up and prepared to salute.

The man waved his hand, chuckled and spoke, "Slow, this is not the East Palace, and you are not in the official register, why do you need to see the courtesy?" ”

It turns out that this person is the current prince, Dugu Zhe.

Feng Qi thought for a while and said, "The king is the superior, and the king's order is naturally obeyed."

Dugu Zhe said: "I heard some of it, you don't seem to want to marry Sister Xue?"

Feng Qi said: "Don't listen to indecent things, Your Highness's move is ......"

Dugu Zhe smiled, "It's mine, it's not mine, anyway, it's not for me to worry about it." ”

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stared straight at Feng Qi's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Feng Qi's heart at a glance, "Then let me ask another thing...... Fourth brother, how did he die? ”

Feng Qi said: "The excerpts of the Yanbei Palace's mansion have already entered Beijing, and there are several first-class Xiaoyao pavilions on the way from Wuyang to Jizhou, why does the prince need to ask me?"

Dugu Zhe said: "The wind and sand array is invincible, and the fourth brother should be foolproof in the wind and sand array."

Feng Qi said: "It is difficult to find the whereabouts of the Merge Road, and the Prince Shadow Guard has half the power of the Dao, so it should be foolproof."

Dugu Zhe was stunned, and then was silent for a long time.

Feng Qi noticed his slightly moist eyes, and lowered his head without a trace.

bowed his head without a trace, still bowed his head, how could the prince not notice it?

He forced himself to hold his mind, "It doesn't have to be like this, I have other important things to do on this trip." ”

The wind doesn't raise its head," Your Highness, please say. ”

Dugu Zhe said: "The last letter to me from the fourth brother to my family said that you had the last conversation with him, and I want to hear you talk about it."

The four princes and they didn't stay in Yanbei for a long time, but they talked a lot.

Although it is not so easy to speak, it has also experienced direct expression.

One of them is the change of the world.

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