As soon as Feng Zhiwei caught it, she suddenly turned her head and stared at Shao Ning.
However, Shao Ning didn't look at her at all, not even Qian Yan, and calmly wiped the blood-stained knife on the vines beside him, and took it back into his arms.
"Ding."
Between Qian Yan's loosened fingers, the blood-stained anklet fell to the ground, and the sound was like steel nails, clearly nailed to the heart.
The anklet was falling on Shao Ning's feet.
She lowered her head, looked at the anklet with an almost unfamiliar expression, and looked at the golden tourmaline that was once clinging to her skin and was worn day and night on the most precious and cared-for part of a woman.
Linglong's plaything is still bright and brilliant, just like that night when her ears and temples were rubbed together, her heart is so bright that it will fly away.
In the bed that night, her lover's fingers lightly stroked her ankles, where the fingers passed, the anklets fell off the branches like flowers, she knew it, but she lay tenderly on the beautiful quilt with a smile and said nothing, her skin was as radiant as snow in the dark night Hair falls like a cloud, and she is also in the cloud.
now…
There was a smile on the corner of her lips, it wasn't desolation, anger, or sadness, but a slight sarcasm, a touch of coolness.
Like a blooming epiphyllum in the middle of the night, it is snowed.
Then she slowly stretched out her foot.
Slowly, hard, decisively.
Crush that anklet.
The golden tourmaline made a low cracking sound on the bottom of the thin-soled fast boots, and it was instantly turned into ashes. She still couldn't stop grinding, grinding, grinding...
I don't know how long it took, until the tourmaline was completely turned into powder and mixed with mud and dust, and she could no longer recognize it, then she slowly moved her feet away, raised her head, and stared at Feng Zhiwei who was holding Qian Yan.
Feng Zhiwei's face was also pale, she pressed one hand on Qian Yan's wound, her eyes were fixed on Shao Ning, waiting for her to do the same to Qian Yan, she suddenly took out her dagger, and gave herself such a blow.
Or rush up fiercely, pouring all the resentment on his head like a flood.
Shao Ning looked at her, but suddenly smiled.
Unexpectedly, it was still the usual kind of joyful and bright smile, seeing her smile that would make my heart burst.
She smiled happily at Feng Zhi, stepped forward affectionately, grabbed Feng Zhiwei's arm, leaned her head on her shoulder, and said softly: "I'm going out of the palace tomorrow, thinking about it." I'll see you again in the palace, but I happen to meet you here, are you... happy?"
She glanced at Feng Zhiwei with a smile, raised her thick eyelashes, and looked into her eyes full of joy.
He couldn't see the blood on the ground, and couldn't see Qian Yan who was stabbed to death by Feng Zhiwei, who was also close at hand in Feng Zhiwei's arms.
Feng Zhiwei stood there stiffly.
Even the bones are stiff.
The nephrite jade on the shoulders is warm and fragrant, and the skin is soft and greasy, and the noble magnolia fragrance from Shaoning is lingering, fragrant to the bone, but she feels - cool to the bone.
When she turned her neck bone, she felt that the bone was rattling uncontrollably when she turned it. She looked down at Shao Ning with some difficulty and met her crystal clear eyes.
This is the only difference between Shao Ning and her, those eyes are transparent and bright, like crystals that have been polished just right, able to see every detail of her heart.
However, at this moment, the thoughts in those crystal eyes, Feng Zhiwei, who is astonishingly talented, finally can't understand, or rather, he can understand, but because of understanding, he is infinitely cold, so cold that he would rather not understand.
Is it in the blood of the Ning royal family that they are born with such shocking paranoia and calm madness
"Seeing you once, I'm satisfied." Shao Ning didn't wait for her to answer, and said to himself, "After leaving the palace, I have another identity and another world, Wei Zhi, you should know what the emperor means , I am yours, you have to treat me well."
Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to listen, and pressed Qian Yan's chest tightly, hot blood gushing out, not hot her fingers.
After a long while, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The breath was full of the smell of blood, with a heavy rust smell, which was forced into her throat, making it so choking that she couldn't help coughing.
However, in the end she just spoke calmly.
She said: "Yes."
Shao Ning's figure disappeared behind the rockery in the flower hall step by step just like when he came.
Feng Zhiwei holds Qian Yan and stands in the flower hall.
"boom."
A huge salute in the distance roared, brilliant fireworks rose from the ground and went straight to the sky. The golden, red and green streams were long, and stars were scattered like rain.
Only she was alone under the fireworks.
The wind blowing from three sides swept her hair, and Qian Yan's blood was still in the ends of her hair.
After a while she opened her eyes, she heard hurried footsteps, a little eunuch passed by with sweat on her head, Feng Zhiwei stopped him.
The eunuch was still a little impatient, when he turned his head and saw Feng Zhiwei, he immediately changed his face to be full of fawning, trotted over, saw Feng Zhiwei covered in blood and Qian Yan in her arms, opened his mouth wide with an ah, stunned That's it.
"Find a way to go to Haoyunxuan, and invite His Highness the King of Chu to come to the garden." Feng Zhiwei ordered him.
The little eunuch had been in the palace for a while, he knew what to see and what not to see, if he saw this today, he would be unlucky, he didn't dare to say a word, wiped his sweat and left in a hurry.
After Feng Zhiwei took Qian Yan to the rockery, he did some simple treatment for his wound. The place is remote, and no one has come here until now, but Emperor Tiansheng is coming soon, and he must find a reason to take Qian Yan away.
Shao Ning's knife was not accurate, she changed drastically, her mind fluttered and she was inaccurate, she deviated from her heart, Qian Yan could still be saved, but she had to leave the palace now.
Ning Yi arrived in a hurry, he knew that Feng Zhiwei would never have sent someone to notify him like this if it hadn't been a huge embarrassment, so he didn't bring any entourage with him when he came, and went straight to the flower hall. Feng Zhiwei, who was blood, immediately changed his expression.
Suddenly, he came over, raised his hand to take Feng Zhiwei's pulse, and said in a deep voice, "Is it important? What's the matter? I'll send you back immediately..."
His microstrip's urgent words stopped, and only then did he see Qian Yan.
"what happened?"
Feng Zhiwei's eyes fell on the ground, where the tourmaline was crushed, but the gold thread was still there, she raised her chin lightly, and said: "Ni Wenyu's private collection of Shao Ning's anklet was found by his mother who came to look for her son. Qian Yan stopped him and asked me about it, but... Shao Ning saw it."