"Do you mean that they are trying to force the king of Pingxi to rebel? In the future, they are holding the emperor to order the princes! " "But they want to How do you persecute the king? How can Pingxi king be easily manipulated by them if he can guard the Northwest for several decades
"But if they kill the culprit of the 20-year-old crime and then hold up the banner of the Western King?" Pang Yi said in a deep voice, "at that time, what situation do you think King Pingxi is in? How can he prove his innocence in the face of the suspicious long live? Did the king of Pingxi have the heart to fight for power and power? Long live has not created a major case for 20 years, but all the ministers who are in contact with the Western King peacefully are not exiles who kill and exile? "
"This is It's too insidious! "
"It's just my guess," Pang Yi sighed, looking at the setting sun and the setting sun, and said in a deep voice, "I hope it won't come to this step."
Xiao'an stared at the bloody sun in silence, and silently reached for Pang Yi's hand.
Yes, don't go to this step. Whether it's Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, or she and pangyi, it's not easy for them to live in Ansheng. Don't make any changes. She really can't meet anything.
"It's OK. I'm here." It seems that Pang Yi feels the tension and fear of Xiaoan. He holds her hand back and kisses Xiaoan's forehead.
If in normal times, xiao'an will scold pangyi fiercely. It's still outside. But this time, xiao'an has no reaction at all. Pangyi holds herself like this, and pangyi kisses herself. She is silent for a while, and then looks up at pangyi. "Pangyi, let's go up the mountain and burn incense tomorrow, OK?"
"Well, it's all up to you." Pang Yi is stunned and agrees.
……
Jiasheng, June 7th, 2003.
Changbai Mountain.
Since Kong Wenmin got the news of Fang Chengyin's injury, he rushed to Changbai Mountain day and night. In fact, he didn't need to go there in person. Fang Zuotang sent several bodyguards to catch up and pick up the people. In the end, Kong Wenmin is not an ordinary bodyguard, and now he is Fang Zuotang's right and left hand. Fang Zuotang didn't let him leave the Ninggu tower easily, but Kong Wenmin one He insisted that his younger brother didn't do a good job. He must go there in person to make up for it. Fang Zuotang knew that his temperament was the same, so he didn't stop him any more, so he told him to go back early. In fact, Kong Wenmin went there in person, and Fang Zuotang was more relieved.
This morning, when Kong Wenmin arrived at the shabby Inn, Kong Wenjie was coaxing Fang Chengyin to eat.
"Just drink a little," Kong Wenjie said, crouching in front of the bed. "I borrowed the tavern stove to boil pork bone soup until you are afraid of getting tired and skimming off the oil. Would you like to drink a little?"
Fang Chengyin twisted her head inwards. Listening to Kong Wenjie's nagging for such a long time, she was bored to death. Her back hurt badly, especially when she went to bed last night. It seemed that her clothes and wound were stuck together. Now let alone move. Even if it was just a big gasp, she was grinning with pain. She was in the mood to drink anything Pork bone soup? Now she just wanted to bite some meat from Kong Wenjie!
Kong Wenjie said good words for a long time, but he didn't see Fang Chengyin to take care of himself. He was both lost and guilty. But seeing that the pork bone soup was about to cool off, he was worried. At the moment, he put the pork bone soup on the table, walked to the bed, leaned in, and wanted to see if Fang Chengyin was asleep. It didn't matter. He just watched Fang Chengyin die Bite that broken flower pillow, a large area of pillows are wet, I don't know whether it is saliva or tears to wet.
"Does it hurt?" When he saw Fang Chengyin's pure white silk tunic, he was shocked. Then he moved his eyes and looked at the girl's sweaty neck. Kong Wenjie turned his head again. His temple jumped "abruptly" and he dared not stop Seeing Fang Chengyin, he raised his feet and walked out, "I'll invite a doctor for you!"