Finally ended up looking at each other, it's better to throw it away, full of infatuation.
Feng Zhiwei smiled slightly.
Sometimes I have to admire my foresight.
Seeing the vastness of the other side in the prosperity at this moment, and seeing the desolation of fate early.
She gently picked up the drumstick, raised her hand, and the golden handle flashed a bright stream of light in the darkness.
"Boom."
Can't break the weight of the night, let out a dull sound.
On the seventh floor, flatbread with crabapple sauce.
The big pancake with crabapple sauce in his arms blocked the dark knife of the treacherous fifth prince.
"Who are you saving?"
Some questions are actually unnecessary to ask, the answers are clearly there, the beauty of the country, which is more important, Ning Yi is not the former Li Emperor who devoted himself to the imperial concubine, and she is not Feng Zhiwei who is trying to use her own appearance in the legend Then he took the sejong demon concubine of the world.
That was the first time he heard about Jin Yuwei, he reminded her in such a calm tone.
"Let's be courtiers, we must be more careful."
"If people want to survive, they have to be more careful."
Zhiwei Feng, you are actually still very dull, very dull.
You can see the Chu River and Han border across each other, but you can't see the painstaking preparations close by.
Feng Zhiwei slowly picked up the crabapple sauce flatbread, the northern part of the imperial capital was far away, the flatbread was already stiff, and her teeth were clenched, she gnawed slowly, as if she was eating it in front of the imperial study by leaning on the corridor railing cake.
At that time, the pancake was very fragrant and soft, and the smile was very relaxed. For a moment, it seemed like a lifetime away.
Eat it in one bite.
No taste.
The eighth layer, pine nuts.
"Let's discuss with the neighbor upstairs and share something to eat."
The owner of that pine tree retreated steadily under her tongue like a reed, and was ripped out of its nest by evil guests.
"Humans are more evil than animals. Animals will rarely provoke you for no reason, betray you, trample you, and hurt you, but humans will."
Just as she empties a squirrel's winter food when she is hungry, she will naturally meet someone who empties her all because of his own needs.
The cycle of the world has always been the same.
The ninth layer, dried fish.
When the South China Sea first arrived, Xia Mawei came like a wave, and the dried fish that the people threw on the bow of the boat was shared by him and her in a tacit understanding.
"His Highness will arrange the chopsticks in person, Master Wei will cook in person, and invite Master Zhou to board the boat and light the fire."
In this life, you come to me to cook with chopsticks, which is just an ordinary housework for ordinary people. People with different identities and different positions seem to be singing the swan song of luxury.
The tenth layer, puff pastry and mint cake.
The two very ordinary snacks, which she likes to eat, seem to be unrepresentative compared with the many special gifts before.
She frowned and pondered for a long time, maybe Ning Yi just brought some of her favorite southern food
A picture flashed in my mind, it was a man and a woman cuddling each other, his hand was pressed tightly on her naked shoulder, and her face was firmly pressed against his exposed chest.
On the table behind the two snuggled up, there was a snack prepared for her.
Some things may not have been noticed at the time, and it was only after a long time when the memory was recalled that the screen flashed back and found some things that were overlooked at the beginning.
He prepared snacks for her, and waited for her who was destined not to be full after the seafood feast, but what he waited for was a narrow misunderstanding.
"One day I will be a simple woman, but a simple woman is only suitable for a simple man and a simple life. At that time, I hope to have a small house, a few acres of fertile land, and a suitable simple man. Stand up and block me when I was humiliated, slash people when I was betrayed, coax me to the fire with me when I was disappointed, scold me impatiently when I was hurt and cry, and then Hold me and let me cry."
Heh... Ning Yi, when you said these words, you and I both knew, not to mention that you are not that simple man, even I cannot be that simple woman.
We laugh falsely all our lives, and we have no right to cry.
Who can put aside the worries of the world of mortals and forget to be a mortal for a hundred years
Eleventh floor.
Feng Zhiwei thought it would be a box made of phoenix wood, but it turned out to be a branch, some withered, with mottled and finger marks on it.
She recognized it for a long time but failed to recognize it, so she had to lift the last layer.
On the twelfth floor, a letter lay quietly.
Feng Zhiwei stared at that letter, she had read many of his letters, and at that time, in the refreshing sea breeze of the South China Sea, she read it with joy.
Afterwards, when we suppressed pirates at sea, I revisited it countless times.
To read a book from a thousand miles away, you must have a gentle and expectant mood to read the long memories in your life.
Times change, things change, and now, the letter is there, but the mood when reading the letter is no longer there.
"Your Highness does not have deep affection for you, but no matter how deep it is, it is not as deep as this world, you have to think clearly."
The intelligent and keen Hua Qiong, at the moment when she can't control herself and is the most frivolous, speaks out.
"I am a person who has died once, so I want to try to live a better life, I want to learn to cherish some rare thoughts in life, and I want to follow my heart occasionally."
The consequence of trusting the horse to let the rein go is to break through the square inch of mountains and rivers.
Now, Ning Yi, what else do you have to say
explain? Maybe; plead? Impossible; business affairs are like dealing with strangers - 80%.
Feng Zhiwei smiled faintly in the moonlight, finally picked up the letter slowly, and read it word by word.
At the beginning, he showed an expression of "as expected", but gradually he frowned.
"There are scattered finger marks on the dwarf tree outside the side hall, but you left it behind? You thought that tree was me? It doesn't matter if it was me, why didn't you wait until I came and use your fingers to squeeze my throat tightly? "
Turning his head, he saw finger marks on the dead branches.
It was snowing heavily that day, and she wandered around in a daze outside the hall for a long time, remembering staying under the tree, at that time she lost her mind and didn't know why, she no longer remembered what she did to the tree.
It was amazing how he could find the tree, and see the imprints that he couldn't tell what they were, and think of his own neck.
Feng Zhi smiled, but that smile was not in his eyes.