But all the brilliance seems to be short-lived. When Ning Yi was seven years old and Tiansheng founded the country, a serious illness ruined the infinite talent of the Jiaojiao boy. , Xie Jiayan, Wang Jialiu, the young and flirtatious Ning six princes, became the always charming and charming guests between the red lips and white teeth of the oiran of the imperial capital.
Because of this, Xin Ziyan once sighed secretly to his friends: "If you want to be a gift for thousands of miles, you will be separated by mountains and rivers." This is the next line of the poem that reflects Ning Yi. Whether anyone has ever tried to "gift Wanli to each other", it has no meaning to Ning Yi today.
It was also because of that illness that Ning Yi never went to the Chu land in the northwest of Tiansheng, and stayed in the imperial capital to take care of his body. Of course, it is worth deliberating whether to use medicine or beauty fragrance to take care of his body.
However, Feng Zhiwei will never ponder this question now, she pointed in that direction seriously, Ning Yi glanced at her, and before she could speak, the tenth prince Ning Ji, who "flickered his tongue in the wind", had already smiled and said: "Then, May I trouble you to lead the way?"
He had a sly smile, his dark eyes rolled around, he looked like he was enjoying the show, thinking that Feng Zhiwei must be guilty, he didn't want Feng Zhiwei to nod, turn around and leave.
"Follow!" Ning Ji was taken aback, but his reaction was quick.
The patrolmen hurriedly followed, Feng Zhiwei led them to turn left and right, entered an alley, and said, "I saw people going into this alley."
What she was referring to was the room of the man in the toga - Ning Yi was willing to give her another chance to save herself, she thought of this mysterious man in an instant, and told Feng Hao that he would implicate herself even if Feng Hao was not sure, and told this man, at least he Being able to protect herself, if something happens, she can fish in troubled waters and escape.
Thinking of this, Feng Zhiwei took a few steps back quietly, waiting to escape immediately if there was a commotion.
Facing the yamen servant, she moved backwards, and suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and something stiffened her waist.
Turning around, he saw a horsewhip inlaid with gold and jade across his waist. Immediately, Ning Yi lowered his brows and elegant face, smiled and looked at her almost kindly, "Where are you going?"
Looking at his completely unsmiling eyes, Feng Zhiwei smiled slowly, and said, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for the Commander to find out the real culprit."
"Just right, you and I wish to be together." Ning Yi smiled more cordially.
Feng Zhiwei twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that no one is dead anyway, what is His Royal Highness doing with such a trivial matter? She stood leaning on his horse, looked up at the extremely handsome black horse with great admiration, and said with a smile: "My lord, this is the lima that was paid as a tribute by the neighboring country, Da Yue, right? It is a rare breed in the world. I heard that Da Yue once There are not a few horses that can be paid in tribute every year."
As soon as the words were finished, Ning Ji, the tenth prince at the side, suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Ning Yi worriedly.
Ning Yi's expression was as usual, he looked down at Feng Zhiwei who was looking at him calmly, the woman raised her head slightly, although she had a pale youthful appearance, her eyes were still calm and clear, there was really nothing unusual about it.
His eyes darkened slightly, he gave a very short "hmm", and turned his face away, a little lost in thought.
Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to notice the sudden change in his mood, and stretched out her hand to caress the horse's body with great interest, Ning Ji's expression changed drastically, and she shouted: "Don't touch Tiedian, it has a bad temper—huh?"
That famous horse with a weird temperament suddenly changed its sex today, and the touch to Feng Zhiwei was only a symbolic concession, and then it moved slightly, and got closer to her.
At this time Ning Yi had also turned his head, with some surprise in his eyes, Feng Zhiwei withdrew his hand, and smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, this horse is really beautiful, I can't hold back."
She smiled slightly, with an innocent look, innocently thinking, not long ago, the robed man chatted with her, and said that the second prince and the sixth prince had fought for the famous Dai Viet horse, and in the end the trouble caused the emperor Laozi to almost disturb the family law of the ancestors. The prince was also banned for three months because of this, and now it seems that it is really good.
"boom!"
The few people hadn't finished talking when the yamen servant who received the order to search the small courtyard was about to kick open the courtyard door when there was a loud noise in the courtyard.
In an instant, half of the courtyard wall collapsed, and the stove beside the wall, which had been torturing medicine, flew up and hit the yamen servants who were rushing in front. Several people screamed and jumped away, and more people were knocked down by the air waves. on the ground.
Amidst the gray smoke, two figures suddenly flew up from the ruins of the small courtyard. One was dressed in a black robe and an ebony mask. It was the mysterious guest in the robe who had troubled Feng Zhiwei for a long time. Looking from a distance, he is slender, wearing a gauze hat, and his blue clothes are flying like flowing clouds. His posture is extremely strange, rising straight from the smoke and dust, his whole body is as quiet as a deep abyss, and the evening sun hits his shoulders , the blue of the sky and water will glow with a light water color, like a jade statue rising from the glare.
At that moment, everyone looked up, even Feng Zhiwei squinted his eyes, feeling that even if his face was gone, his aura was already compelling.
It's just that in such a moment of being intimidated by Fenghua, those two people have already rushed towards them, it seems that they were fighting in the small courtyard, they were disturbed by Feng Zhiwei's people, so they broke out of the house.
The man in the robe found Feng Zhiwei, and rushed over with a "huh", but the man in the green robe was chasing after him like a light smoke, and put his hands on the shoulder of the man in the robe, the man in the robe subconsciously moved away. The man didn't change direction, and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's face.
Under the sun, the fingers were like jade, but the fingertips were red like coral.
This person's speed was astonishingly fast, Feng Zhiwei's face was already forced by a gust of wind in front of her, and she was lamenting the farewell of her flowery and jade-like appearance, when Ning Yi beside her suddenly groaned coldly.
Before he finished humming, his sleeves had already been swept up in the wind, and a blue light flashed as he flew.
There is light in the sky and the earth.
It was so bright that everyone closed their eyes for a moment, Zhiwei Feng was no exception, but she tried hard to open a slit to try to see the situation clearly, when a soft cloth brushed over her face suddenly, the blue was as clear as sky water, like It is the color of the sky after being washed by wind and rain, and the light-colored and sparse sunlight seen through the warp and weft of the fabric seems to be moist and clear because of it, and the feeling of brushing the face is soft and light, like a dream that has shattered the glory.
Immediately, I felt the moon-white brilliance flash again, the dreamlike blue sky and water faded away, a gorgeous blue-colored horse swayed across the eyes, the pale golden mandala flower bloomed enchantingly, and wet water droplets suddenly fell between the eyebrows.