The whole room was quiet, and Lang Zhong had already left.

Meng Zhiyi has been guarding the winter solstice uneasily.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and many little maids were sleepy and kept pecking rice from the chickens, but because Meng Zhiyi hadn't slept yet, they didn't dare to go back.

Meng Zhiyi also supported his forehead, always beside the bed, touching the palm of the winter solstice with one hand.

She also fell asleep, and suddenly woke up and checked the winter solstice, and saw that her breathing was still stable and she didn't have a fever, so she was relieved.

I was going to wash my face and refresh myself, but who knew that as soon as I went out, I heard two maids muttering under the porch.

A maid said, "Was that kid taken away by Childe? At that time, it was Childe who asked me to blow it. Childe won't let that child go."

Another maid also agreed, "I'll just say, it's impossible for a person like Childe to raise a child for another man, even if he takes a fancy to this lady, it is impossible to keep this child."

"yes, yes! I heard that Childe is going to dispose of that child, alas, such a young child is indeed a bit pitiful."

"I think too, in fact, that kid is really cute and beautiful."

As soon as Meng Zhiyi heard this, his eyes turned black on the spot.

But after experiencing so much in this courtyard, since the beginning of house arrest, Meng Zhiyi's mood has always been scared, and he has never let go.

Although she was very worried at this time, she was fortunate to have a trace of reason.

She took two steps back, hid her figure, and washed her face in the room with the cold water in the basin.

After making himself more sober, Meng Zhiyi glanced at the winter solstice lying on the bed, thought about it, and directly took the very heavy solid wood round stool in his hand.

She pinned her hand holding the stool behind her, and then slowly went outside.

The two maids who were chatting saw Meng Zhiyi come out and quickly stood up straight.

"Meng Niangzi, what are you doing at this time?"

"Meng Niangzi, I want to eat something."

The two maids asked in a low voice.

They also knew that Meng Zhiyi's temper was not very good, so they didn't want to mess with her.

"I don't want either of those things you say." Meng Zhiyi said slowly.

The two maids looked at each other in confusion, and the maid asked. "Then Meng Niangzi is ......" what do you want to do?

They weren't done yet.

"Bang".

A maid looked at her partner next to her, covered her head and fell down.

She froze in place on the spot, and before she could react and need to escape, the stool in Meng Zhiyi's hand had already made intimate contact with her fragile braincase.

The maid's eyes widened, covering her blood-gushing forehead, and she looked at Meng Zhiyi with a calm face in disbelief.

Meng Zhiyi gently pushed her shoulder, making her fall to the ground, threw the stool in his hand on the ground, and wiped it with his own dress, splashing the blood on his hand.

Meng Zhiyi walked outside.

The guards outside the door stopped her directly, and said coldly, "Please also ask Meng Niangzi to go back."

"I'll go find Zhou Yongheng." Meng Zhiyi said calmly.

"It's getting late now, I'm afraid that Childe has already rested, if there is anything, it's better for Meng Niangzi to talk to Childe tomorrow!"

Meng Zhiyi shook his head slightly, "It's a very important thing."

The guard thought for a moment and asked, "What is it?" Your subordinates can go and tell your son first."

Meng Zhiyi lifted the remaining blood stains on his hand and swallowed slowly, "A lot of blood......

When the guard saw the blood on Meng Zhiyi's hand, he thought that she was injured, or that she was uncomfortable!

Because Zhou Yongheng had also instructed him before, worried that Meng Zhiyi would kill himself or something, let them raise more

Meaning.

Therefore, the guards were also very nervous, and hurriedly walked to Zhou Yongheng's study.

Who knows how far he has not yet gone when he hears the sound of a fight coming from inside the courtyard.

Soon, Zhou Yongheng also ran over with people.

He ran to Meng Zhiyi's side and directly blocked her behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Zhiyi saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

Lu Nanfeng held a long sword in his hand, slashed and killed those who stood in the way step by step, and came to this courtyard.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other in mid-air, and Meng Zhiyi clearly saw the worry in Lu Lanfeng's eyes.

The tip of her nose was sour.

But in the end, he was forced to tear down by himself, and with a cold gaze, he glanced lightly in the direction of Lu Nanfeng, and then looked at Zhou Yongheng on the side.

Meng Zhiyi said softly, in a flat tone that he had never seen before, "Zhou Yongheng, give me my child."

Zhou Yongheng frowned, and then remembered that he had forgotten about that little brat.

"Ah Yi, I said that I would give you the child in its entirety, but not now, you wait for me."

Meng Zhiyi: "Zhou Yongheng, you can think clearly. If my children weren't with me, I wouldn't have promised you."

After Meng Zhiyi finished speaking, he looked at Lu Nanfeng over there, and the meaning was very obvious.

Now Lu Lanfeng has also discovered herself, if Zhou Yongheng doesn't agree to herself, then she won't stay here.

Zhou Yongheng: "Ah Yi, I won't hurt your child, and you can't go back on what you promised me."

"Zhou Yongheng, I learned from you."

Zhou Yongheng: "......"

Meng Zhiyi will really backtrack.

He finally got such a promise, and Zhou Yongheng didn't want to lose it again.

"Okay, boy gives it to you." Zhou Yongheng agreed, "But at this time, you must stab this little white face in front of me and cut it in two."

Meng Zhiyi looked at Lu Nanfeng in the dark, like a killing god, only for himself.

He looked eagerly in his direction, but there were too many guards besieging him, and he desperately waved the long sword in his hand, wanting to get closer to Meng Zhiyi.

Meng Zhiyi almost couldn't hold back his tears.

I can only force myself to withdraw my gaze and stop looking in that direction.

And Zhou Yongheng on the side was also waiting for her answer.

After Meng Zhiyi cleaned up his mood, he raised his chin slightly and inhaled his nose, which was blown cold by the night wind.

"Lu Nanfeng!" Meng Zhiyi suddenly shouted.

Lu Nanfeng also stopped the long sword in his hand and looked here.

Zhou Yongheng also raised his hand lightly at those guards, and those guards stopped attacking.

The two men stared at each other through the crowd.

"Lu Nanfeng, let's go." Meng Zhiyi spoke extremely calmly.

Lu Nanfeng frowned lightly, and did not take Meng Zhiyi's words seriously.

And Zhou Yongheng on the side understood that Meng Zhiyi agreed to him.

At the moment, he is undoubtedly the happiest person.

Meng Zhiyi didn't have any expression on his face, and he could even be called indifferent, "Lu Nanfeng, let's leave!" I have already decided to follow Zhou Yongheng in the future."

She used the simplest way to say the most penetrating words.

Lu Nanfeng finally spoke, "What are you talking about?"

Are you blaming me for not coming in time to save you?

He knew Miss Meng Zhiyi's temper, and he was very angry, what she said at this time must have been angry, but she was blaming herself for being a little late.

It's really that there are too many things that have happened in Kyoto recently, and he has to arrange for someone to save the Nine Emperor Princes halfway through and arrange the next things.

But he never relaxed for a moment and didn't look for Meng Zhiyi!

He blamed himself for it.

Lu Nanfeng told himself no

You should be angry, and you shouldn't take it seriously.

"Madame, come back with me! I'm here to take you home." Lu Nanfeng said softly.

But immediately, Zhou Yongheng took out a yellow envelope from his sleeve.

He handed the envelope to the little guy on the side, and the little guy took it and sent it directly to Lu Nanfeng's hands.

Lu Nanfeng opened the envelope, only to see the incomparably familiar words and incomparably familiar handwriting on it.

Another letter of harmony and departure.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhiyi actually wrote another letter to himself.

This is already the second time.

This time, however, it was handed over to him by another man.

There were dark waves surging in Lu Nanfeng's eyes, and he slowly fixed his gaze in Meng Zhiyi's eyes.

He didn't ask anything.

Not a word.

He felt that Meng Zhiyi should still have something to say.

Meng Zhiyi actually didn't care what Zhou Yongheng sent him over?

Or maybe Zhou Yongheng was acting in front of her before, and he didn't tear up the book and leave.

None of this is important to her at the moment.

Meng Zhiyi took a step to the right slightly, and it was as if Meng Zhiyi was leaning against Zhou Yongheng's arm at a distance.

Zhou Yongheng also looked down at the sleeves of the two people.

This is the first time Meng Zhiyi has taken the initiative to be next to himself.

The faint fragrance rippling in her hair was sent to the tip of her nose by the night breeze. z.br>

It was the best smell he'd ever smelled in the world.

It is also the taste of his dreams and dreams.

As if in a dream, he could reach out and grab it.

At this time, Meng Zhiyi is real, not illusory in the dream.

Zhou Yongheng was like a child who had eaten candy, his heart was swollen - full of warmth.

"Lu Nanfeng, let's go! I'm not going back with you. I have already said that I will follow Zhou Yongheng in the future. I hope that when we meet again in the future, we will not know each other."

Zhou Yongheng also said, "Lu Nanfeng, did you hear that? In the future, Ah Yi will no longer be yours. I hope you don't bother with it anymore and go back quickly. Otherwise, I'll take you as an assassin."

Lu Nanfeng didn't seem to hear Zhou Yongheng's words, but just looked at Meng Zhiyi by himself.

Meng Zhiyi tried hard to show his high posture, and raised his delicate chin again.

She didn't seem to want to say a word to Lu Nanfeng anymore.

Turning his head to Zhou Yongheng beside him, he said very gently, "It's too cold outside, let's go in!"

Zhou Yongheng nodded his head ecstatically, "Okay, let's go in, Ah Yi, you must not freeze."

Meng Zhiyi nodded, pulling out a bright smile, "You are so good to me."