Chapter 448

But Mr. Gu stood still and continued to eat.

Why, young master, is it so easy to talk?

Didn't you hear me?

Gu Nan Yi of course heard that sentence, and was calmly thinking that the insect was much better than those he had eaten when he was three years old when he was wandering. The cook of Wei's house is very good. He can make the bad insects like this.

While thinking, he told Feng Zhiwei, "next time, try green insects, grasshoppers, crickets, and bell worms. The meat is crisp, like this, it is sour."

Hua Qiong suddenly closed her smile.

Zongchen has already put down his chopsticks, his eyes are far away, a little desolate.

Yan Huaishi looks left and right. He is a rich young man. He has not reflected the meaning of this sentence.

Feng Zhiwei has been frozen there.

What is he talking about?

She knew that Gu Nanyi, because of his own reasons, must live a careful and dignified life. He must pay more attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation than other people, otherwise he would be very painful. Therefore, he could never be a bug eater. However, after listening to his words just now, he had a natural, calm and calm attitude. Obviously, he used to eat this for a long time 。

This jade carving like exquisite precious youth, in that closed and quiet world behind, in the end, what has experienced?

Feng Zhiwei vaguely recalled that zongchen once said that he really came to Gu Nan Yi. After he was six years old, Gu Nan Yi lost his father when he was three years old. His original organization members were broken up. For three years, the three-year-old child who had no one to take care of was wandering in the River and lake alone. Until zongchen found him in a broken temple in a deep mountain, zongchen took the oath of Xuanyuan family at that time Mountain guard.

What kind of life did such a special child live during the three years of wandering?

What kind of meeting scene made zongchen, who was born in Xuanyuan family, willing to give up his freedom and protect him from then on?

Feng Zhiwei suddenly hated himself for being too numb and heartless before. Why has he never thought carefully about how people like Gu Nan Yi survived those three years when they were young?

But, did not think, or dare not think?

"I'm full and drunk. I'll get up early tomorrow. Let's go." Hua Qiong saw her sitting in a daze. Her eyes flashed and she stretched out. First she got up. She picked up Feng Zhiwei and said, "hold on. Walk with me. Eat away. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't sleep."

Feng Zhiwei reluctantly said with a smile: "good." Ordered people to withdraw the table, people often together, very casual, go back to fengzhiwei with Hua Qiong, to the backyard garden for a walk.

At the end of spring, the scenery is just right. Although the flowers in the night are half resting, they have their own subtle charm. The moonlight is like milk pouring down on the half blooming bone flowers, showing a little red and purple, which is quiet and beautiful.

All around the fragrance is thick and light to disperse. In all kinds of fragrance, Hua Qiong takes a deep breath and stretches her eyes. "Tomorrow I will leave the imperial capital! Have fun

"Don't like it here?" Feng Zhi asked with a smile.

"What do you say?" Hua Qiong squinted and sneered, "a test case, the imperial capital has let me see!"

She suddenly turned around and took Feng Zhiwei's hand and said sincerely, "Zhiwei, I don't know what you think, but I think you are walking on the edge of a cliff with flowers and brocade. Actually, you are walking on the edge of a cliff. Accompanying the emperor is like a tiger. The higher you climb, the more dangerous it will be. Because you are an isolated minister or a lonely minister who is envied by people, it is just like a test paper When the wall falls down, everyone pushes together. Who will help you then? "

She also thought of this Feng Zhi slightly pale smile, "are you persuading me to choose a good bird to live in?"

"I advise you to at least make an appearance of dependence, just as you advised me to be dirty with the officialdom." Hua Qiong said, "even if you are on the right and left, whether you are in Cao Ying or in Han Dynasty, I don't care. I only hope that you can stand firm in the tide of imperial capital."

"Your Majesty wants me to be an orphan minister." Feng Zhiwei gently said, "Wei Zhi is too famous. He will not be at ease if such a person belongs to the camp. The old guy has not lost the control of the imperial court. It is more important to follow who is close to him."

"You're talking to me about him." Hua qiongbai glanced at her, "you know what I mean. You know I don't want you to put yourself into the camp."

Feng Zhiwei didn't speak any more. She laughed thoughtfully. Hua Qiong watched her expression, but she still failed to grasp whether the memory of Feng Zhiwei's loss still existed. She was not good at circuitous formula. After thinking about it, she said directly: "I think your highness is sincere to you. I don't care what you think. It's just for you to stand firm and get along well with him. ”

"that's natural." The Phoenix knows the way of light and fluttering.

Hua Qiong looked at her and tried to stop talking. Feng Zhiwei was smiling again. "You tried to persuade me to stay away from him, but now the talk has changed."

"That's because the times have changed." Hua Qiong sighed softly, "so far, he is the most popular prince. You are the most famous minister. If you can't be used by him, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Feng Zhiwei was silent, and her eyes in the night were as soft as those half resting flowers. She couldn't see any special emotions.Hua Qiong's voice was suddenly lighter than the wind.

"You told me that year that you want to learn to cherish some rare intentions in life, and want to be bold and obey your heart occasionally. Now Is your heart still there? "

Is your heart still there?

The simplest question, the most difficult answer.

It was quiet all around, and the night insects refused to sing. The flowers gathered their branches and leaves, and the moon received its glory. All things were waiting for an answer, but the man fought against the world with silence.

After a long time, a sigh, but I do not know whose sigh.

In the middle of the day, Hua Qiong suddenly walks away. Feng Zhiwei doesn't move. Leaning against the pavilion fence, she looks at the dimly rippled pond. She remembers a woman's question and answer in the blood light that night.

After a while, there was a footstep after her. Hua Qiong came back. Feng knew that she didn't move, but suddenly something came from behind her.

Light green wood, elegant color, with natural wind and snow beautiful lines, the edge of a golden Datura.

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