The second prince looked at him with despair and regret in his eyes. Despair is a danger of people's hearts and intrigues. Regret might as well not play this trick of catching a turtle in a urn, and actually instigate the Huwei camp to counterattack the Imperial Capital. Fight hard and die. It is better to die comfortably than to be trapped at this moment, lying on the cold mud, living the last moment of your life like a joke.
"Say hello to third brother for me." Ning Yi walked away indifferently, "I think he must still be waiting for you underground, waiting to pay back the favor you falsely accused."
The second prince lay unattended on the slippery muddy ground, with his bloody eyes wide open, and the hot wind that was rolled up by the fire rushed towards him. In the light of the fire, those lifelong enemies who had gone before him came with grinning smiles. His fingers were convulsed and scratched feebly on the mud, and Kongzi grasped the desolate wind with his hands, but he couldn't reach the corner of the man's robe. He sank lower and lower under the farther and farther sky. Before, he murmured:
"Those who play tricks must die from... plots..."
"Ning Yi... I'm also waiting... for you."
The muffled voice was blown away by the scorched wind, floating in the sky and the earth, and it was unknown if the person who walked away heard or not.
Crackling fires broke out on all sides, the reed pond was already on fire, the fire was extremely fast, and a fast boat was coming from a distance. It took a long time for the second prince's subordinates on the boat to realize that they didn't dare to fight, and they all jumped out of the boat to escape , and the killer who was originally ambushing at the bottom of the water tried to swim out, but the reed pond here was blocked by the line of fire, and there was a vast water area over there. Couldn't run away.
On the tidal flat, Gu Nanyi, who had been pretending to be dead all this time, waited until the second prince died before getting up, pushing away Gu Zhixiao who was covered in snot and tears, frowning and brushing off the mud on his body. He threw away the short blue arrow between his fingers.
Gu Zhixiao opened his hands, knelt on the muddy floor, and stared at him blankly. His little face was covered with mud and was smeared with tears. With that expression of bewildered astonishment, which was completely unresponsive, it made people think it was not funny but rather Can't bear it.
Young Master Gu, who had been only taking care of himself, finally stopped after she maintained that movement for a quarter of an hour. After thinking about it, she felt that maybe, probably, she should give her daughter an explanation.
Then he turned his head to look around again, saw the second prince's body, and suddenly remembered that Feng Zhiwei had said, don't show children too many cruel things, so he thought he understood the reason for the little girl's shock, and realized later She stretched out her hand, turned Gu Zhixiao in one direction, and raised her hand to cover her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Feng Zhiwei, who was going to go there, couldn't help but choked, thinking, what's the use of blindfolding her just now? Seeing that Gu Zhixiao's stupor seemed to be finally thawed by her heartless father, when she woke up, she suddenly slapped his father's hand away, grabbed it hard and took a bite.
"Ouch." For the first time so far, the mighty Young Master Gu cried out in pain - not pain, but shock.
He stared blankly at Gu Zhixiao, the child was biting his hand tightly, showing thick white teeth, and staring at him viciously with a pair of small but bright eyes, like a wolf cub.
Gu Nanyi frowned, wondering how her daughter, who had always been quite obedient, became so virtuous, raising her hand to take back her hand from the wolf's mouth, but the little wolf cub was so ruthless with his teeth biting deeply into the flesh It's not that he can't get it back, but he's afraid of using brute force to pull that small tooth off.
It's so easy to grow so few teeth, let's forget it.
Young Master Gu threw away his hand and let her bite him. Anyway, he didn't feel any pain. He was already very numb to pain.
He let go, but Gu Zhixiao let go, opened his mouth and stared blankly at him for a while, then suddenly threw himself on him, hitting him like raindrops with his small fists.
"You are bad! You are bad! You play dead! You play dead to scare me!"
Young Master Gu was bumped by her and almost fell back into the mud again. He turned his head to look at the little girl who was refusing to let her fists fly around, and felt that something was a little tricky, so he looked back at Feng Zhiwei for help.
Feng Zhiwei was going to come over to see if the young master was okay, but she was stunned when she saw this scene, she knew Miss Gu's temper, she grew up in the grassland, mixed with Hua Qiong and He Lianzheng, What I hear and see is a tough style, and I was planted by myself as a living Buddha, and I was worshiped by the grassland people. Not to mention I am the only one, and she is also a female bully. Today, I was kept in the dark and scared to death. How can I give up
Feng Zhiwei also has a bit of a headache for this girl. Gu Zhixiao has Hua Qiong's courage, but is influenced by Gu Nanyi, not as warm and kind as Hua Qiong, with an indifferent personality. She got angry, and Feng Zhiwei thought she was not influential enough To deal with her, he simply turned around, changed the direction of his already stepped foot, and ran away.
Young Master Gu stared blankly at her fleeing back, then looked at the little girl in his arms who kept wiping tears and snot on his hands, and suddenly felt—all women are jerks.
The good-tempered or bad-tempered Young Master Gu felt troubled and dissatisfied for the first time in his life. He turned his head slowly, glanced at his daughter who was still barking her teeth, stretched out his hand, picked her up by the collar, and carried her back to the boat. , Get ready for a good education.
Gu Zhixiao's chubby body was swaying in the hands of Young Master Gu, like punching and kicking...
Watching the father and daughter return to the boat, Feng Zhiwei tore off a piece of skirt and waved to Ning Yi.
Ning Yi looked at her with a smile, and slowly extended his wrist.
There was a horizontal knife mark on his wrist, and the incision was quite deep. Feng Zhiwei pressed her fingers hard on the acupoints on the wrist, lowered her head and carefully wrapped the cloth strips, tied them tightly in three layers, and then said: "You don't have to work so hard in acting, right? This blood I was taken aback by it.”
She complained in a low tone, the flames of the reed pond in the distance shone on her drooping forehead, and the outline of the whole face was reflected with a layer of fine golden light, which made the eyelashes longer and the nose was taller, and the lips were gentle, in the deep In the red flashing wind, the flowers bloom undefeated.
In the back of Weitang in the flickering crimson fire, the profile of her lowered head is delicate and gentle, and the fingers resting on his wrist are light.
Ning Yi looked at her deeply, smiled and rubbed off a little bit of mud on her forehead with his fingers, and said softly: "I don't want to do this play, so you have to do it, I think it's better for me to do it."