As soon as he turned around, he saw a man around him. He raised his sleeves and said with a smile, "Oh, isn't that my little Royal sister? It's a long time since I've seen you for a long time At the same time, we should speak to each other.
Feng Zhiwei pounced on the man's mouth without any image and rules, and said with a flattering smile, "don't Don't Your highness, men and women are not compatible with each other. If there are too many people, we can reminisce about the old and have no sentiment. Let's go to another place to reminisce about the past alone, alone! "
The last two words emphasized exclamation. His Highness's eyes were burning, and he immediately expressed his strong approval for the proposal. He raised his hand and took her hand conveniently. He said with a smile, "there is a place you would like to go."
Feng Zhi micro mouth corner twitch for a moment, look at the hand that was held tightly, finger force, a sharp stab.
The palm of the man's hand was like iron and stone. He had no feeling. He talked and laughed.
She had been leading her to a horse. Feng Zhiwei recognized that this was his black Yue horse, which had been secretly hurt by himself. Fortunately, no one had memory of that horse and didn't give her a hoof when she came.
After death rather Yi lightly mention, she then mounted the horse. Then he sank behind him, and Ning Yi sat up.
Feng Zhiwei frowned and regretted not riding out today.
The man behind her gently leans on her shoulder, his chin on her shoulder, and his fingers shake, and the horse runs steadily. It seems that he knows that the owner needs sentiment, and does not pursue speed. He runs leisurely and leisurely.
In the steady pace, the clear man's breath came through the skin. The warm breath stirred the broken hair around his ears and itched slightly. Feng knew that his back was slightly stiff and moved uneasily. He forced a smile and said, "it's not suitable for you to ride with your highness. You'd better ride with your highness. You'd better ride with your highness. I'll run after you."
Ning Yi didn't speak. After a long time, he said with a lazy smile: "first, I can't bear it. Second, I'm afraid you'll run away."
Without waiting for Feng Zhiwei to answer, he said, "Zhiwei, when will we be born like this? Why didn't you reply to the letter box I sent you last time? "
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while. After her death, Ning Yi gently blew her earlobe. She gave way, and then she laughed and said, "that letter box It's sinking. "
"Oh?" Ning's voice didn't fluctuate, just a little cold.
"Your Highness." Feng Zhiwei half turned back, put his hand on his chest to avoid the vibration of the close, light way, "I have thought, you and I, there is no possibility of further step closer, my only relatives, all buried in your father's Royal Jinyu Wei, I do not fit your royal wave of treacherous clouds step by step startled, as I said before, I want to be a simple person, marry a simple man, pass Simple life. "
"Madame Feng and Feng Hao are involved in the case of the orphan of Dacheng Huangmai, which is a felony that must be investigated in any dynasty." Ning Yi said faintly, "in any case, you have cleared the suspicion, and your majesty has no misfortune to you, Feng Zhiwei, and even has a sense of apology and care for you. This is an odd number. I can't control your anger at the imperial court, but I'm not willing to give me a chance to do so."
"I understand each other's positions." Feng Zhiwei said with a smile, "but it's because each has its own position, so we can't be forced together. Otherwise, you can't believe me, and I can't believe you. How can you live such a life?"
"I can believe you." Ning Yi's tone is calm, but it has a persistent meaning.
"You are not afraid that I have different ideas. You serve in the imperial court in the name of Wei Zhi. In fact, you only want to revenge your mother and younger brother and kill your father and Emperor?" Feng Zhiwei laughs, completely joking tone.
"You have the ability to do it." Ning Yi light way, "I dare to take this world and you game, just ask you not to refuse me thousands of miles away."
"My life and death are in your Highness's hands at any time." Feng Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "as long as your highness enters the palace, your majesty will say a word before driving. Wei Zhi is fengzhiwei. Tomorrow afternoon, outside the gate, Wei Zhi's head will fall."
"Really, why wait until now?" Ning Yi smiles, "Zhiwei, I know you are reminding me that you have mastered a lot of my tricks. Can we not talk about such an ugly topic now?"
"What's wrong with the scenery?"
"This one."
When the horse stops, Feng Zhiwei looks up and finds that it is the first bridge in Dacheng, Wangdu bridge.
Although her first meeting with Ning Yi was in Qiufu, the real conversation was in wangduqiao.
That year, Wangdu bridge was thin with snow and frost, and two people on the bridge drank a bottle of inferior wine.
This year, the spring is coming, Wangdu bridge mottled as before, the bridge with deep shallow moss, silent will watch the river.
Everything is as before, and it seems that it is not as good as before.
Ning Yi got off the horse and stretched out his hand to her. Feng Zhiwei's eyes flashed empty and jumped down.
Ning Yi was not embarrassed. He took back his hand and calmly took out a pot of wine from his arms. He said with a smile: "at that time, you were mean. I asked me to drink a pot of sour wine for three Wen. I asked you to drink pear blossom white, which is famous for Jianghuai wine."
"Pear blossom white into the taste sweet and light, but mellow aftertaste, is a good wine." Feng Zhiwei was the first to walk on the bridge, holding the bridge railing and looking at the river like jade belt, "but I still think that the wine of three Wen and one pot was the most authentic taste of the world."
"What does it taste like?" Ning Yi followed her and stood on her side. The wind on the high bridge rolled up their long hair and entangled them, like two hunting flags."Bitter, spicy, sour, thin." Feng Zhiwei gently said, "the bitterness of parting, the bitterness of regret, the bitterness of breaking heart Love is so thin. "
Ning Yi is silent, the wind on the bridge is more and more fierce, a peach trembling over the bridge fence, is merciless wind crack.
"That year, you and I talked about the death of Dacheng and the third prince incident." After a while, he opened his mouth and pointed to Feng Zhiwei's feet. "He fell here. My third brother, the wind feather strong crossbow from the imperial forest army, pierced his heart with thousands of arrows."
Feng know micro motionless, even look down at not once.
"He is my best elder brother, the only one who loved me in the cold court. When I was young, I was bullied by other brothers. He stopped and protected me. During my childhood and adolescence, I spent most of my time in his study. It was the most stable place in my life, where I could sleep more heavily than in my own bedroom."
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