There, I do not know when a figure appeared, the white robe, elegant and vulgar, looks like a pale pear blossom dissolved in the moon, behind the dark black cape but flying like a demon, a huge pale gold Datura flash.
He stood in the dark black background, his expression was fuzzy and mottled, only half of which showed the faces of all creatures upside down, with a faint smile.
The two looked at each other in the deep lane, calm and cool.
After a while, he opened his mouth in a soft voice.
He said: "Zhiwei, hard work."
He held out his hands, in her direction.
"Come on, give it to me."
Feng Zhiwei looks at him from afar, looking at his smiling lips and eyes without smile, and suddenly feels the sweet teasing of eating grapes at the mouth of the well a few hours ago, as far away as a hundred years ago.
This confrontation looks more like that year Jingzhai himself accidentally saved Shaoning, a falling flower building, he rode to look up coldly.
Her eyes slowly fell on his extended hand, and he stubbornly maintained that posture - as if he knew clearly that she might not be willing to hand over the child, but was determined to know whether she would give in for him once.
She sighed for a long time.
"Your Highness." She said, "I believe you see the words on the mouth of the well."
Ning Yi slowly took back his hand and looked at his palm a little lost his mind. He laughed and said, "thank you for reminding me."
"I don't mean that." Feng Zhiwei calm way, "I mean, since I made up my mind to remind you, I naturally understand that for you, the child can't stay."
Ning Yi's eyes flashed, and did not show joy. His expression was obviously waiting for her to say the next word.
Feng knows that she sighs faintly and sighs -- under the whole world, she knows her best, and it is Ning Yi.
"But there are some things, plans and real face time, the feeling is not the same." She looked at Ning Yi sincerely, "for example, when I haven't met him, when he is just a strange and illusory existence in the belly of Qing Fei, I can hesitate to remind you and give you the opportunity to remove him. But when the child is really in my hands, weak and helpless in my arms, I have to think of his innocence, and I have to think of his innocence The eyes of Eugene's dying entrustment Your highness, no matter how cruel and hot I am, I am a woman after all
She stopped talking - no woman could kill an innocent baby with her own hands unless she was vicious in nature, and in the end, she and Qing Fei had no hatred, and she could not kill someone else's newborn.
She had also been a mother - she had held little Ku in her arms and watched her grow to three.
She used to smell her frankincense with tenderness and joy, and when she lost her now, she was lonely and lonely in those lonely nights.
Knowing that she is only her adopted daughter, and Qingfei is her own child in October.
She knew that feeling.
Ning Yi is silent in the shadow of the lane.
"I want to remind you." She said softly, "things are too absolutely impossible. You know that Qingfei is not a simple role. Once she survives and knows that she has lost this child, she will deal with you crazily. You might as well clamp the child in her hand. As long as she knows that he is still alive, she will never be the enemy of you."
"She and I have been doomed to be enemies through this incident." It's better to answer lightly.
"Since it is destined to be the enemy, it is better to have more weights in hand to balance her." Feng Zhiwei looked at his expression and suddenly said, "just below, didn't you find Qing Fei?"
It is better to be silent than to deny is to admit.
After a while, he said, "do you decide not to give it to me?"
Feng Zhiwei was silent.
The silence was restored in the deep lane. It was a kind of heavy and bleak silence. It was like a real wall, and it was thick between them.
After a long time, Ning Yi took a deep breath.
Feng Zhiwei has never seen him behave like this. In his impression, Ning Yi seems to be scattered and alienated. In fact, she has been with him for so long that she has never seen why he hesitates.
Then she heard Ning Yi say: "you give it to me, I promise you, will not hurt his life."
Feng Zhiwei quietly looked at him, her eyes did not show distrust, but there is a sense of inspection, after a while she said, "why don't you trust me?"
"You want to send him to the grassland?" Ning Yi said, "just as you don't trust to give him to me, I don't worry about the grassland. It's too far away. There are too many variables. He Lianzheng is a person who is not open-minded. Once Qing Fei knows something, he Lianzheng may not be able to prevent it. To be honest, in the whole world, he Lianzheng can not be taken advantage of by others. I don't believe anyone except you and me."
Feng knew that she was silent. She had to admit that Ning's worries were reasonable. The grassland was so high that the emperor was far away. She couldn't even take into account what was going on.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"The child must not have access to all places of power and status." Ning Yi flatly said, "the grassland King court can't either. Don't worry. Since I promise you to keep him alive, I won't regret it."Feng Zhiwei raised her eyes and looked at Ning Yi's eyes. He looked at her candidly. He could not find the light of conspiracy in his dark eyes.
Feng Zhiwei looks down at the child in his hand. He sleeps soundly, gently taps his mouth, and emits sweet frankincense. Fengzhiwei reaches out and gently tickles his pink cheek. He feels that the baby's full and elastic skin is smooth and soft, and his heart can't help feeling a trace of tenderness.
As soon as this feeling had just started, a vague thought flashed through her heart, like a flash of lightning. When she was frowning to think about what she had just thought of in a moment, she could not catch it in any way.
She had no choice but to put the thought aside. She looked at the child carefully. Her soft package was heavy. Her eyes touched the bright yellow corner of the package. Her heart was shocked. Suddenly, she remembered that the snow had fallen on her mother's last letter in Ning'an palace. The letter was burned in the fire, but every word of it was deep in her heart.
If the mother is there, she will surely let her keep the child, so as to clamp down on Qing Fei and Ning Yi
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