"Since we found out that we are still alive, how can we give up." Ning Yi said calmly while getting dressed, "It's not easy to get out of Jiyang Mountain."
Feng Zhiwei sat across from him with her knees hugged, watched him get dressed, and gave a "hmm".
half an hour later...
Feng Zhiwei sat with her knees hugged, watching him get dressed.
a quarter of an hour later...
Feng Zhiwei sat hugging her knees, couldn't bear it anymore, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Your Highness, are you not very good at dressing?"
Ning Yi stopped his fingers that had been struggling with the belt for a long time, thought about it without shame, nodded, and then criticized her, "You have found out for so long, and you didn't express it."
Feng Zhiwei twitched her lips, thinking that people are extremely thick and dark, and His Highness the King of Chu is also.
She slowly moved over to help His Highness get dressed, and Ning Yi picked on her from time to time: "Your hands are not so dexterous!"
"Isn't the belt tied right?"
"Are you buttoning up or are you strangling me?"
Feng Zhi smiled and groaned as he worked, tightening the lace tighter from time to time, "At least I can't get dressed well after fifteen minutes."
"Why not? Are you capable of doing it yourself?"
"I really want to strangle you, how can this be enough?"
Both of them were very pale, Feng Zhiwei coughed a few times as he buttoned up his buttons, but no one mentioned it, and he smiled as usual.
The crisis is not over, the danger is now, one is blind, the other is internally injured, there is a powerful enemy watching over his head, and there is a conspiracy dormant in the road ahead-only because of this, he becomes more and more calm.
Both of them are high-ranking people, and they both know that being nervous will only lead to chaos, running around all night, getting injured repeatedly, and their bodies are full of scars, so they need to relax mentally.
It's easier said than done, but they're all the same people and they both know the other can do it.
After putting on the clothes, Feng Zhiwei tore off a section of the sleeve, bandaged Ning Yi's bruised knee briefly, and treated his own wound, then helped Ning Yi to stand up.
The two looked at each other, and their smiles were suppressed for a moment, Ning Yi said lightly: "Let's go."
Feng Zhiwei wiped off the blood stains on her sword with a blade of grass, and wrapped the sword around where she could pull it out with a single stretch.
"The water here is running water, and there should be a way to go out along the water." Ning Yi said, "I guess after a while, the people above will find that the two people have not come back, so they will send people down to look."
"Let's go." Feng Zhiwei took his sleeve and walked first, feeling that her injury seemed to be healed, maybe when she fainted earlier, Ning Yi either gave her medicine or drained her true energy.
She didn't know Ning Yi's current condition, nor did she know what symptoms he would experience after being hit by the eye bug, but Ning Yi's complexion was very bad. It was said that even if he was drunk and weak, it would have been several days. His current weakness, It should still be the damage from the eye gu.
"Can you hold my hand?" Ning Yi said after walking for a while, "Sleeves are easy to tear."
Feng Zhiwei was still hesitating, but Ning Yi had already held her hand. The two touched each other's hands, one hot and the other cold, and they both trembled. Ning Yi smiled and said, "We just look at this hand, it's a good match." .”
Feng Zhiwei ignored him, but he heard him say again: "When the Huangling is brought together, you won't be hot, and I won't be cold, that's even better."
Feng Zhiwei was stunned, and after thinking for a while, she realized that His Highness was talking about marriage again, and even made arrangements for where to be buried after death. "Who will be buried in the imperial tomb with you?" But he withdrew his lips, thinking of the phrase "Imperial Mausoleum", a feeling of desolation suddenly surged in his heart, as if he saw the eternal green lamp in the tomb chamber far away, the huge white jade steps of the huge dragon coffin, wrapped in gold and jade. In the heavy coffin, what kind of face will the sleeping person have
And when you get old, which tomb will you be buried in? All kinds of things in life, whose history will be written in the end
Thinking of the agreement with her mother to leave the imperial capital, she couldn't help but said: "If I leave the imperial capital and disappear forever, what will you think?"
Ning Yi was silent for a while, then suddenly squeezed her hand tightly, and said clearly, "I found you."
"What if I can't find it?" Feng Zhiwei felt that she was a little distracted today, so she wanted to ask if there was anything at this time.
"You can't get away." Ning Yi "looked" at her with a calm tone, "The world's borders, wind, rain, water, and soil will all belong to me in the end. If you are turned into ashes and bones, that is also my ashes. bone."
Feng Zhiwei was silent, rubbed his arms for a long time, forced a smile and said: "Your Majesty, don't say it so scary."
Ning Yi also smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Feng Zhiwei looked at him, knowing that if she laughed, there wouldn't be any smile in her eyes. Chunyu's voice on the cliff was always echoing in her ears, and every sound cut people's hearts. They didn't mention it and avoided it. , but it does not mean that they will forget.
The two walked upwards along the current, this was a broken valley, and gradually entered the mountain, Feng Zhiwei felt relieved after entering the mountain, after all, Jiyang Mountain is so big, it is impossible for the other party to come to search with great fanfare, the two of them scattered In the mountains, it is relatively safer than before.
After walking for a while, they heard each other's stomachs were arguing badly, and couldn't help but look at each other with a wry smile. Feng Zhiwei looked around, not daring to leave Ning Yi to go hunting, and said, "Discuss with the neighbors upstairs, and get something to eat."
"What upstairs neighbor?"
Feng Zhiwei pointed to the pine tree above his head, a squirrel was happily jumping past, Ning Yi listened attentively, and said: "I think the neighbor's meat might be better."
"Then you go and discuss with it, and sacrifice your flesh to the king." Feng Zhi smiled half a smile, "The officials are clumsy, they can't do it."
"You woman is so hypocritical." Ning Yi sneered at her, "Killing a man is like chopping vegetables, killing a squirrel but being reluctant."
"Humans are more evil than animals." Feng Zhiwei said indifferently, "Lives will rarely provoke you, betray you, trample you, or hurt you for no reason, but humans will."
Ning Yi squinted at her, his beautiful black eyes were as moist as mercury, and then he smiled and pushed her away, "Eunuch Feng is not going to pick pine cones yet, after you finish your lecture, this king can enter the imperial mausoleum." .”
Feng Zhi rolled his eyes at him, and went to climb the tree. Ning Yi leaned against the tree and waited. Tiny pine needles kept falling down, brushing his face slightly itchy. He raised his face and "looked" around, although he couldn't see , I can also imagine the beauty of the autumn mountains and forests. The mountains are emerald green and blue, the forest is green and yellow, and the fallen leaves are like a thick ocher blanket. .