"What are you thinking? You're about to tear the melon vines apart." There were still red marks on his red marks, and his body and skin exuded high heat. The eyes that were watching her moved away a little embarrassedly when her eyes met her. . "There are several loofahs hanging from this vine, which are not yet ripe. If you pinch it off, there will be nothing left."
Shangguan Jing suddenly met, and quickly released the melon and vine.
She fell into her thoughts just now, tugging at the vine leaves while thinking, almost destroying his hard work.
"Sorry..." Uh... He still held her hand. Should you withdraw
Feng Jin shook his head. "It's me who should apologize. You were troubled by those things yesterday."
Instead, she shook her head and swallowed secretly. "...So I let Yan Ying pass out, and then you sent him back to the room, right?" But if he pulled out his hand and didn't let him hold it, would he be hurt again
"Yeah." The man responded in a low voice. From a close distance, he saw a bruise on the side of her neck that was uncovered, and his phoenix eyes twinkled.
Shangguan Jing nodded without a doubt. "Sure enough, there are people outside people, there are days outside the sky, and Yan Ying's martial arts are extremely high. I only remember that there was a burst of energy, and then I lost consciousness. If there is a chance another day, I must ask him for advice." Alas, forget it, Let him hold it. He... Could he... actually love being close to people? Holding hands like this, the warmth of the body flows in the palm of the hand, there are people to accompany, there are companions, there is... There is a feeling of being alive...
live...
As if struck by lightning, her soul was shaken.
In an instant, something slammed into the chest.
Those things were lost at one point. The heart is empty, without any thoughts, only know how to obey the instructions left by the master, hide and hide all the way to the south; but at this moment, half an acre of square field is opened an inch, something is returning to people's hearts. Alive... Her heart is hers, who will be distressed, heart, still alive...
Suddenly, she retracted her five fingers and held his hand instead.
The two of them looked at each other. She looked at the unsightly face, but she felt extremely cute, because he was shy, his eyes were shy, and the deep red face was half exposed from the drooping hair. Her ears were red to the point of dripping blood, and her nose was slightly open.
How to do? She had originally thought that if she wanted to stay in this southern barbarian land, whether she wanted to go further and search for the whereabouts of the "Diao Clan", or just sit back and watch the changes, she should find a place to settle on her own, which is inconvenient. Been bothering him like that.
However, she couldn't speak, especially seeing his strange illness, seeing how the villagers were afraid of him... He even hid his parents. Yesterday, he had the same temperament and drove her away in a rough voice. When she fell ill, she was completely self-sacrificing, withdrawn and gloomy... If she said to leave, no matter how much she explained, he would not listen.
So... just stay in Zhuwu and not leave
She sighed quietly, knowing the answer in her heart. Don't want him to misunderstand her, don't want him to be sad, don't want to see him hurt and suffer. Piao Ling came here to be taken care of by him, both are sad people, or they can comfort each other and make a fate.
Her heart widened, and the living water poured in, and the corners of her mouth raised an arc that was vague and soft.
Her cheeks were still hot, she smiled, and she smiled when she saw him, her facial features soaked in pure joy.
When she suddenly squeezed his hand back, he didn't move his eyebrows, as if they were so common.
Alas, how could this be? She wanted to scratch her head a little.
"I forgot to tell you something." Feng Jin suddenly said.
"What's the matter?" She relaxed her fingers slightly, and immediately felt a force, and he held her tighter.
"There is a cure for my evil disease that occurs once a month."
She immediately widened her eyes. "How to treat it? What kind of medicine to use? Is it difficult to cure? Or is it difficult to get the medicine together? Why did you delay it until now?"
She hurriedly threw out a long series of questions, which made his Feng Tong smile with a smile, and said steadily: "It's not difficult to cure, and I don't need to put together a list of medicines, but I don't want to."
Shangguan Jing twitched the corners of his eyes, his round eyes narrowed sharply, and then turned round again. "You, you don't want to?" Why don't you want to?! If there is a disease that can be cured, she wants to pinch him! "What are you not willing to..."
Then, he blushed to her again, awkward and shy.
He was looking at her originally, but he turned his eyes away, and finally moved back, causing her heart to beat again for no reason.
"Tell you!"
He pursed his lips and said slowly, "I have to find a girl to marry. The two...the two of them are better together. Once the curse is lifted, the evil disease will be slowly eliminated."
Shangguan Jing didn't understand the meaning of "to be together" at first, he was stunned for a while, and then he understood.
His voice penetrated her humming ears—
"I also want to cure this disease, but which girl is willing to marry me as a wife? Even if there is, how can I become a husband and wife if I don't have that kind of heart for others? Me too... I don't want to feel wronged, if I have no affection , living together for a lifetime, tightly bound together, how terrifying..."
He smiled, miserable, but extremely gentle.
It was clear that it was broad daylight, and there was moonlight in his pupils.
"So, I'd rather be so sick. If I can't meet the person in my heart, I will be afflicted with evil all my life, and I have no regrets."
Everyone loves beautiful things, this is just and right, but every time she looks at the handsome Zhang Pang of her brother like crazy, she forgets to blink, and when she comes back to her senses, it is difficult not to blush, and she feels that she is really superficial. But... he is really good-looking, handsome and gentle...
"When you come back, what are your plans?" The man took her hand and seemed to know that she had lost her mind at him just now, and the corners of his mouth twitched playfully.
She lowered her hot face, grabbed the burden on her shoulders again, and said softly, "I didn't think about it that much." She bit her lip and raised her head, the dizziness on her cheeks seemed to be more intense. "Maybe... it's the same as it is. After returning from the tour, continue to stay on Yuling Peak to serve Shizun, and be with Shizun, sister, sister... and you." She can stay there forever, but Shizun Zun said that she was in her twenties, and it was time to walk down the mountain while she was young. Traveling thousands of miles is better than reading thousands of books. She wanted to go out to see, to Yuling Peak in the West Sea, to see some different people and things, but in the end, she would come back.
He was silent for a while and let go of her hand. "You only have Master in your heart, right?"
She was stunned. "I...I have you in my heart...you know."
He looked a little weird, his eyes focused. "Then, if I say, I want to live a different life, a life full of vigour and excitement, will you come with me?"
She was even more stunned, and for a long time, for a long time, she finally managed to say a word—
"But... it's simple, isn't it? What's wrong with a peaceful and uncontested day?"
He covered his long eyelashes, and concealed his apparent disappointment. She didn't see it on the day she went down the mountain.
Dreaming again last night. dream about the past.
After two years of traveling in the arena, she understood even more that her temperament was the most suitable for her when she was indifferent to the world.
But it's not easy to be peaceful...
Until she walked through the dense forest and stepped into the realm of Nanman, where there are mountains, rivers, bamboos and forests, terraced fields occupy all the hills, villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset, she seems to have found some of the past and took it for granted. The tranquility, and then... but was slammed by someone, making me dizzy.
So, I would rather be so sick. If you can't meet the person in your heart, and you will be plagued by evil all your life, you will have no regrets...
When he said this, his tone was so resigned and his eyes were so warm that it was hard for Wang Liang to look directly at her.
She is not stupid, Feng Jin has something in her words, and her eyes hide her affection. Although she did not express it frankly, the meaning was quite obvious, as if to tell her that he had met the person in his heart, and that person was far away and close in front of him. .
In short, she seems to be shown love, and it seems that she is not.
It's a terrible feeling, I don't know how to respond, and the headache is, I don't know what to respond to.
She caused her to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally for the past four or five days. She always went out early in the morning to inquire about the whereabouts of the "Diao Clan" in further villages. When she returned to Zhuwu, it was dark.
At this point, only a little bit of color remains in the sunset.
Walking along the dirt road next to Jianjing to the top of the slope, Zhuwu was already in front of her. She saw a thin paper-like figure standing still not far away.
Her heart throbbed, and she instantly felt the heat of the blood rolling in her chest, and the feeling of being alive.
He, he shouldn't have made a special trip to wait there to arrest someone
After taking a few steps closer, he immediately noticed something different—Feng Jin was standing outside the bamboo fence gate, an old man kneeling in front of him, a simple cart laying aside, and a big girl lying on the cart.
The old man knelt down on his knees, kept kowtowing, and didn't know how long he had been begging, his throat was like grit grinding, and he still cried to himself: "We, we are just this girl, please show mercy and save her, I really don't care. There's a way, woohoo... There's really no way to do it, she, she's hurt, and it's going to be broken, there's nothing you can do..."
Shangguan Jing jumped up neatly, and suddenly ran to the cart.
Feng Jin was looking at her, she could feel those two burning eyes, she raised her head and glanced straight at him.
He seems to be expressionless, making it difficult for people to read with ups and downs, but his eyes are sharp and penetrating.
Breathing tight, she quickly focused and looked down at the condition of the woman on the cart.
Probe breath, skin temperature, neck pulse. Except for the weak breath, it is generally unobstructed, but there is a blue and purple ring around her neck. When she probes the woman's hand pulse again, she is even more surprised. There are wounds on the thin wrist, both wrists, as if self-mutilation will not be left. stab wounds below.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked up at Feng Jin again.
Facing her doubts, Feng Jin seemed to turn a blind eye, but spoke up and asked the old man.
"If you are saved, what are your plans for the future?"
"We... we have decided to leave Nanman with our daughter, and move anywhere, the farther the better. I beg you, please show mercy. Your lord has a lot, and only you can do it, Feng—"
"Hold her in." Feng Jin raised her voice slightly, cutting off the old man's cries at the right time.
As soon as he was instructed, Niu Da, who was standing behind his master, walked towards the cart, nodded to Shangguanjing, who was slightly stunned, and took the unconscious eldest girl into a bamboo dock with one arm.
The old man was overjoyed, and kowtowed desperately again, thanking him again and again, tears streaming down his face.
"Come pick her up tomorrow morning. Let's go." Feng Jin said quietly.
"Thank you, thank you... woo ah—" After finally getting it done, the old man hurriedly fell to the ground and cried.
Shangguan Jingli stood there for a while, completely bewildered.
According to her temperament, she naturally wanted to find out the ins and outs of the matter from the old man, but Feng Jin stood there without moving, staring straight at her, not for a moment, she suddenly realized that he was waiting for her to enter .
Well, it's time to go see that girl, maybe there are other injuries!
"Dad take care." She bowed her hands to the old man who was still crying, and walked quickly into the bamboo fence.
"Feng Jin, that girl—huh?" Just as he was about to ask, the man turned around and left, leaving her to dry.
"Feng Jin?" Ignore her? "Feng Jin?" Still ignoring people.
"Feng Jin!" She quickly jumped in front of him, her eyes burning a little.
"Aren't you hiding from me?" He stopped, putting his wide sleeves behind him.
The question came so abruptly, and the tone was so natural, as if talking about the weather today and talking like a commonplace. Shangguanjing trembled uncomfortably, and his normally calm heart suddenly became empty.
"I...that...it's my fault." He lowered his head.
...to admit your mistake obediently? Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, staring at the heart above her head, and almost laughed.
"I didn't say you were wrong." He was being petty again, but... It's so damn good to have someone let him have a temper!
He froze and said, "I said something that day, and you didn't feel comfortable hearing it. You should hide from me."
"I'm not uncomfortable!" she argued hastily.
She just blushed hot and kept guessing about his tone and eyes at that time, making herself dizzy... Okay. It's a little uncomfortable, but... but that's because... ugh.
"No matter what you think, in short, I'm not uncomfortable." Argue again.
Hearing this, he smiled slightly, a little sad and lonely, nodded and said, "That's good."
Not at all!
He, he is clearly not believing!
The more anxious Shangguan Jing became, the less he could say anything, so he could only watch him take up his steps again and walk away from her.
The depression has lasted for a long time, and she has been waiting in front of the guest room in the east wing of Zhuwu for more than half an hour.