As soon as he turned around, he saw someone approaching him, raised his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Oh, isn't that my little sister? It's been a long time since I haven't seen you, so why don't we catch up on the old days together." At the same time, he wanted to call out.
Feng Zhiwei rushed over, covered the man's mouth without any image or manners, and said with a flattering smile: "Don't...don't...Your Highness, men and women don't know each other, and there are too many people to reminisce about the old days, so let's go to another place to catch up on the old days alone, alone !"
The last two words emphatically added exclamation, His Highness's eyes were burning, and he immediately expressed his strong approval for this proposal. He raised his hand and fell down, easily took her hand, and said with a smile, "There is a place that you will definitely like." go."
The corner of Feng Zhiwei's mouth twitched, looking at the tightly held hand, he poked hard with his fingers.
The man's palm seemed to be made of iron and stone, he didn't feel anything, and he talked and laughed happily.
Leading her all the way to a horse, Feng Zhiwei recognized that it was his all-black jumping horse, which was once murdered by him, but fortunately, no one had a memory of that horse, so he didn't give her a shout when he saw her coming. hooves.
Ning Yi mentioned it lightly behind her, and she got on the horse. Immediately, his back sank, and Ning Yi sat up.
Feng Zhi frowned slightly, regretting not riding out today.
The man behind him leaned lightly on her shoulder, resting his chin on her shoulder, and with a flick of his fingers, the horse ran smoothly, as if he knew that the owner of the horse needed flair, and did not pursue speed, and ran leisurely.
In a steady pace, the clear and bright man's breath came through the skin, the slightly hot breath brushed the broken hair around the ears, slightly itchy, Feng Zhiwei stiffened his back, moved uncomfortably, and forced a smile: "Xiaguan It is not appropriate to ride with His Highness, His Highness should ride a horse, and the next official will run behind."
Ning Yi didn't speak, and after a while he smiled lazily and said: "First, I don't want to part with it, and second, I'm afraid you will run away."
Without waiting for Feng Zhiwei to reply, he said again: "Zhiwei, when did our lives become like this? Last time I sent you a letter box, why didn't you reply to me?"
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while, and Ning Yi gently blew on her earlobe behind her, she turned her head to give way, smiled for a while, and said, "The letter box... sank in the river."
"Oh?" Ning Yi's voice didn't fluctuate, it was just a little cold.
"Your Highness." Feng Zhiwei turned around halfway, put her hand on his chest to avoid getting close to him in the shock, and said lightly, "I thought about it, there is really no possibility of getting closer between you and me, the only thing I have is My dear ones, I was all buried in your father's Royal Golden Feather Guards, and I am not suitable for your royal treacherous and treacherous steps. As I said before, I want to be a simple person, marry a simple man, and live a happy life. simple life."
"Madam Feng and Feng Hao are involved in the case of the orphans of Dacheng Emperor's veins. This is a serious crime that must be investigated in any dynasty." Ning Yi said lightly, "In any case, you have cleared the suspicion, and your Majesty will not extend your misfortune to Feng. Zhiwei, because of this, I even feel sorry for you, which is already an anomaly, I don’t care if you vent your anger on the court, and you vent your anger on me, so you don’t give me a chance, but I am unwilling.”
"I understand that we each have our own positions." Fengzhi smiled slightly, "But it is because of each other's positions, so we must not be forced to be together, otherwise you will not believe me, and I will not believe you. How can we live in a life like this? Gotta go down?"
"I dare to believe you." Ning Yi's tone was calm, but he was determined.
"Aren't you afraid that I have different ideas and serve the court in the name of Wei Zhi, but in fact I just killed your father and emperor to avenge my mother and brother?" Feng Zhi laughed slightly, in a completely joking tone.
"You have the ability, just go ahead and do it." Ning Yi said flatly, "I dare to take the world to play with you, I just ask you not to reject me thousands of miles away."
"My life and death are actually in His Highness's hands at any time." Feng Zhiwei narrowed her eyes and said slowly, "As long as Your Highness enters the palace, His Majesty will say before you that Wei Zhi is Feng Zhiwei, and tomorrow, outside the noon gate, he will be gone." Fallen Weizhi's head."
"Really, why wait until now?" Ning Yi smiled, "Zhiwei, I know you're reminding me that you also have a lot of information about me, so can we stop talking about such an unsightly topic now?"
"Then why not spoil the scenery?"
"this."
The horse stopped, Feng Zhiwei looked up, and it turned out to be Wangdu Bridge, the first bridge in Dacheng.
Although she and Ning Yi first met in the Qiu Mansion, they really talked at Wangdu Bridge.
That year, Wangdu Bridge was covered with thin snow and frost, and the two on the bridge shared a bottle of bad wine.
The spring of this year is approaching, and the Wangdu Bridge is still mottled, with deep and shallow moss growing on the bottom of the bridge, silently watching the river.
Everything is the same as before, and it seems not as good as before.
Ning Yi got off the horse and held out his hand to her. Feng Zhiwei's eyes flicked away, and he jumped off.
Ning Yi was not embarrassed, he withdrew his hand, calmly took out a jug of wine from his bosom, and said with a smile, "Back then you were stingy and bought me a pot of sour wine worth three Wen, and I'll buy you a famous Jianghuai wine called Lihuabai."
"The taste of Pear Blossom White is sweet and light, but the aftertaste is mellow. It is a good wine." Feng Zhiwei walked to the bridge first, holding the bridge railing and looking at the river like a jade belt in the distance. It is the most authentic taste in the world."
"What's the taste?" Ning Yi followed and stood by her side, the wind on the high bridge curled their long hair and entangled them like two flying flags.
"Bitter, spicy, sour, thin." Feng Zhiwei said softly, "The bitterness of parting, the bitterness of grudges, the sourness of broken hearts... the thinness of friendship."
Ning Yi fell silent, the wind on the bridge became more and more violent, a branch of Zaotao trembled across the bridge railing, and was blown apart by the merciless wind.
"That year I was talking to you on this bridge about the death of Dacheng, about the incident of the third prince." After a while he spoke, pointing at Feng Zhiwei's feet, "he fell here, my third brother, from the Imperial Forest Army His wind and feather crossbow pierced his heart with thousands of arrows."
Feng Zhiwei didn't move, she didn't even look down.
"He is my best brother, the only one who loved me in the cold palace. When I was young, I was bullied by other brothers, but he was the one who stopped and protected me. I spent most of my childhood and youth in his study. However, that is the safest place I have ever stayed in my life, where I can sleep deeper than in my own bedroom."