"Take good care of Aunt Yan and let her rest in the house." Feng Zhiwei leisurely strolled to the door and said to the servants sent by the Yan family, "Aunt Yan's joy is out of control, don't go crazy, or your aunt will be out of control." Any mistakes are your fault."
The slaves and maidservants of the Yan family had already heard the commotion in the house, just now Miss Huanxi was favored, now they feel as if they have been poured with a basin of cold water, and kept silent like cicadas.
The crowd receded, Feng Zhiwei felt a little tired, and was about to leave with a sigh, when someone reached out and pulled her into his arms.
With his back against Ning Yi's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, he suddenly remembered that there was a face that had been softly and softly pressed against this chest just now, Feng Zhi's faint, watery eyes flashed slightly, and he moved away calmly. , smiled and said: "It's very late, and I have to get up tomorrow morning to discuss with the Nanhai government, you should sleep."
"Every time you're upset, you'll call me honorifics." Ning Yi didn't let go, his voice muffled, "It sounds strange."
Feng Zhiwei immediately said: "Yes, yes, are you still going to sleep?"
"It has to be more aggressive." Ning Yi held her shoulders, rested his chin on her temple, and gently blew the short hair loose around her ears, "The tone should be colder and more distant."
Feng Zhiwei twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "You don't want to go to sleep yet!"
"It's too blunt." Ning Yi played with her hair, wrapping it around her fingers, "It sounds fake."
What is this doing? Does Your Highness have a masochist
Feng Zhiwei was angry and funny, and couldn't help but blurt out, "Sleep!"
As soon as the words came out, he felt a slip of the tongue, and before his face turned red, Ning Yi was already giggling.
"Look, what does Gu Nanyi tell you about sleeping? I can let you tell me about sleeping." He took Feng Zhiwei by the hand, turned around and walked towards the bed, "Corporal Lixian, Yana advises, you said sleeping , then sleep."
Zhiwei Feng: "..."
Seeing that Ning Yi was really dragging her to the bed, Feng Zhiwei pushed him lightly and said, "Stop making trouble."
Ning Yi sat down on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and looked up at her. Although he was blind and his eyes were often a little confused, he never looked at her in the wrong direction. shadow.
"Zhiwei, look." He said calmly, "You are not angry about this kind of thing, I am not guilty, you and I are not so easy to fall into the common mistakes of the world, but don't you think this is also a kind of sadness? Always be prudent, always calm, always judge first and then act, even if you want to cry hysterically once and make a fuss or completely give up once, you can't."
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "You are joking again, you are really going to make trouble, are you happy?"
"No, that's not what it means." Ning Yi sighed, and slowly rubbed her palm against his face, "Zhiwei, I suddenly hope that you are a simple woman, just like thousands of ordinary women in the world. , I will get angry when I am humiliated, angry when I am betrayed, quarrel when I am disappointed, and cry when I am hurt.”
Feng Zhiwei was quiet again, her finger was on Ning Yi's face, the skin under her finger was warm and ironed, but her heart was so uneven, there was danger in the mountains and rivers.
The room was dark and there was no light, but her eyes were strangely bright. She looked at Ning Yi quietly, and her eyes flickered for a moment.
The two faced each other silently in the dark room, his warm breath brushed against her palm, as light as a spring willow and as soft as a spring breeze, but after that brief warmth, it was slightly damp and cool, and that bit of coolness lingered in the late autumn night for a long time, as if it was about to pass through. Go to the bone.
After a long time, Feng Zhiwei gently pulled out her finger.
"One day I will be such a simple woman." Her voice was gentle, but her smile was a bit cool, "But a simple woman is only suitable for a simple man and a simple life. At that time, I hope to have a A hut, a few acres of fertile land, and a suitable and simple person who stood up for me when I was humiliated, slashed people when I was betrayed, and walked slowly into the fire with me when I was disappointed. Coax me, scold me impatiently when I am hurt and cry, then hug me and let me cry."
Ning Yi fell silent, his fingers were resting on the edge of the bed, his fingertips were pale.
"What happened today is ridiculous." He said for a long time, "But in a person's life, there is always a moment when he wants to be stupid for an idea that he knows is impossible."
"But that's not stupid." He slowly fell asleep and closed his eyes, "I'm finally sure..."
What are you sure about? He didn't continue, Zhiwei didn't ask, she helped him take off his boots and jacket, Ning Yi looked very tired, closed his eyes and waved her out.
Feng Zhiwei's footsteps disappeared outside the door, and Ning Cheng came in without a sound.
"For three days, don't appear in front of me." Ning Yi closed his eyes without looking at him.
"Ah? Don't." Ning Cheng was shocked, "How can you do without me protecting you?"
"I will be at peace without you disturbing the trouble." Ning Yi ignored him.
Ning Cheng rolled his eyes, and said for a while, "That woman is too difficult, I'm going to prescribe the right medicine."
"You can't figure out her symptoms at all, what kind of medicine should you give?" Ning Yi said lazily, "Don't pretend to be smart."
"If you want me to say, abolish her martial arts, send someone to ambush Gu Nanyi, drive away He Lianzheng, and carry the sedan chair into the mansion without any hassle, wouldn't it be over?" Ning Cheng felt that the master was involved in this matter. It's really unwise, ah, unwise.
"Then you wait for her body to be collected three days after she enters the mansion, hers, or mine."
Ning Cheng was not convinced, "I don't live for nothing."
"Don't underestimate Feng Zhiwei." Ning Yi said lightly, "All her tenderness and patience are just appearances, it's just because she doesn't like to be aggressive and make enemies for nothing. Even Ning Cheng can't compare."
Ning Cheng wanted to say something, but Ning Yi had already said: "Go out, remember, three days."
Ning Cheng left angrily, and Ning Yi suddenly said: "Send a letter to Jingzhong, use the secret guard channel, and say that there is no need to act, and I will talk about it when I return to Beijing."
Ning Cheng looked back at him, Ning Yi sank into the darkness without moving, Ning Cheng went back to his room silently, spread out the paper and wrote Ning Yi's confession first, after thinking about it, he wrote seriously in the second half of the letter: "The king's heart is already confused, and my brother is very worried. The master is a great talent, and he will definitely be able to decide on his own."