There, far away at the end of the forest, under the sun, there is someone standing silently on the slender branches, with a light figure that seems to be swept into the sky by the wind, and the blue clothes of the sky and water are like clear water in the wind.
Feng Zhiwei was in a daze for a while, as if he suddenly saw the young man standing silently at the gate of Qingming Academy.
In the blink of an eye, the vicissitudes of life have changed, and the jade carvings from the past are finally fresh and round, living in his world.
Feng Zhiwei smiled lightly, and there was a hazy mist in the corner of her eyes.
In that kind of crystal clearness, she couldn't see clearly the man on the top of the tree staring at her for a moment, but vaguely saw him lifting a corner of the veil under the sunlight and speaking slowly.
A short but firm lip.
He said:
"Wait for you."
After crossing the five counties of Xiliang, and then from Tianfengzhai, half a month later, Feng Zhiwei's team finally arrived at the Tianshuiguan Weihe River at the junction of Xiliang and Tiansheng.
On the other side of the river there were troops coming and going, and the iron armor shone with a cold light, looking extremely formidable, Feng Zhi smiled slightly, thinking that Hua Qiong was probably waiting for him in a hurry.
She had just stood by the Weihe River, and was about to board the boat prepared for her in Xiliang, when a small boat on the opposite side was approaching leisurely.
The boat was extremely exquisite, and the cabin was surrounded by light-colored brocades. She was wondering when Hua Qiong would take such a low-key and luxurious route, when suddenly a person came out with a smile and lifted the curtain.
Feng Zhiwei raised her head and was stunned.
The man came unhurriedly, with a calm posture, and the rich spring light seemed to be brightened by this calmness. He bent slightly at the bow of the boat, first took a careful look at her, then sighed, and stretched out his hand. , go to hold her tenderly.
"I clearly wrote to say that I want to pick you up, why do you have the heart to make me wait so long?"
Feng Zhiwei half raised her face, stared at him seriously, and after a while, smiled.
She looked up at the man with a smile and said, "I will take your surname if you wait for more than three days."
"Marquis Wei has wronged His Highness." Someone said with a smile, "Your Highness obviously waited for three days and five hours for three quarters."
Feng Zhiwei turned her head and greeted with a smile, "Xiao Yao!"
On the side of the boat, Yao Yangyu saluted her with a smile. He was a lot darker, and he looked healthy and bright. It seemed that his military career had really polished this dude.
Suddenly a big fist popped out, grabbed Yao Yangyu's collar and pulled it aside, "No winks! You're not dead!"
"Hey Chunyu, what are you doing?" Yao Yangyu held on to the side of the boat inexplicably and refused to leave, "I haven't seen Marquis Wei for a long time, let me say a few words."
"Xiao Yao, you have a really good memory." Ning Yi leaned leisurely on the side of the boat, looking at Yao Yangyu with a half-smile, "Then just help me calculate how much food each person in your Longbei Army ate on average last month. How many grains, meat, and vegetables, how much is converted into silver, whether the quotas for leisure time and wartime are appropriate, how much should be adjusted if they need to be adjusted, and how many grain transportation teams are needed to guarantee food transportation for more than three months... That's all for now, and after half an hour, the king will listen to your report, so that's it."
"Half an hour!" Yao Yangyu wailed, and was pulled away by Chunyu fiercely, and Chunyu's gloating voice could be heard from far away, "Fool! Call you there! You are dead!"
Calm was restored on the bow, Ning Yi stretched out his hand to pull Feng Zhiwei, Feng Zhiwei thought it was just a symbolic hand in broad daylight, but he didn't want Ning Yi to use force, Feng Zhiwei was pulled forward With a pounce, he threw himself heavily into his arms.
With a low thud, she bumped into someone's chest, and before she could utter the ouch, she heard him chuckle, a faint Huayan cool breath came from the vibration of his chest, Feng Zhiwei blushed instantly, raised her hand and pushed : "Are you crazy? Where is this place? Get out of the way."
Ning Yi didn't answer with a smile, and raised his arms, Feng Zhiwei's eyes darkened, she was covered by his cloak, Ning Yi wrapped her in his cloak, leaned against the side of the boat, and said with a smile: "The front is water, the rear is the water. No one, whoever wants to see who is optimistic about it."
It's rare for Feng Zhiwei to see him so strong and unscrupulous, with the cloak on her head tightly covered, and behind her is the ship's side, Ning Yi is pressed tightly against her, unable to move, unable to push, unable to fight, and is considering whether to use her After taking out that classic top, his eyes suddenly darkened, and Ning Yi's lips were already pressed down heavily.
The posture of his lips falling was not as gentle as before, with a bit of ferocious strength, he came here for comfort, but once he touched her lips, it turned into gurgling spring water, rolling gently like falling feathers and flying flowers, a little With a peck, he kissed from lip to lip carefully, as if he wanted to use such a delicate and slow kiss to comfort the pain of lovesickness for nearly half a year, Feng Zhiwei stretched out his hand to push him, but he was dreaming in her ear He murmured: "Is the smell of that wisteria pancake still there..." Feng Zhiwei wanted to laugh when he heard this sentence, how could there be such an absurd excuse, but somehow his heart softened, and this softness seemed to be soft When she touched her body, her face turned slightly red, but Ning Yi took the opportunity to attack the city, knocked her teeth open, and kissed her almost ferociously.
The hull of the boat was slightly rippling, and the waves of the big river seemed to be in the distance. A cloak created a small and warm world of solitude. He kissed her vigorously under the cloak, and the tip of his tongue brushed back and forth between her lips and teeth, as if he wanted to occupy her forever. He seemed to hope that he would turn into a torrential rain and wash away all other people's imprints. He pressed her so tightly that Feng Zhiwei gradually felt suffocated. At the moment when he couldn't breathe, he suddenly tilted his head slightly, letting her There was a little gap, Feng Zhiwei quickly seized the time to poke her head out, but he leaned against her cheek and dawdled slightly, as if muttering: "I don't like anything else..."
This nonsense and only half a sentence, Feng Zhiwei immediately understood, and at the same time she wanted to find some peeping tom to beat her up, but Ning Yi didn't let her go, and held her tightly. Locked tightly in his arms, he kissed her little by little from the edge of her lips to her cheeks to her earlobe, and said softly, "Don't move...let me miss you..."
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, sighed softly, stretched out her hand suddenly, and untied Ning Yi's cloak tie, with a flick of her wrist, the cloak fell on her elbow, and at the same time Ning Yi had no choice but to get out of the way.
He was not angry at all, he looked at her with a smile from three steps away, and said, "You unbuttoned my clothes just now, I thought you were going to be here..."