The servants backed away silently, and only then did Qiu Yuluo let out a weeping cry, and ran past Ning Yi with her skirt in her hands, knocking Feng Zhiwei away, and rushed back to the bridal chamber, and then, heart-piercing Lung cracking cries came out.
The courtyard was quiet again, Feng Zhiwei listened to the cries indifferently, thinking that enough explanations on the scene were made, and in private, the newlyweds should be softly coaxed and persuaded to laugh out of tears, and to be conscious.
She smirked at Ning Yi, saluted carelessly, and said, "Thank you for your righteous words, Your Highness, I'm sorry for disturbing His Highness's bridal chamber, and I'm too embarrassed to accept His Highness's wedding banquet again, take your leave, tell... what are you doing..."
Suddenly there were hands on her arms, and someone dragged her up like lightning, and dragged her to the bridal chamber!
"Your Highness, what are you doing..." Feng Zhiwei never expected that Ning Yi, who has always acted calmly, would have a very different style today. She wanted to struggle but was concerned about the occasion. Before she hesitated, her guards had already drawn their swords at Ning Yi. The light flashed towards his back, but Ning Yi ignored him and just walked forward. Feng Zhiwei turned her head and saw his profile, with a little anger on her tightly pursed lips. He made a "let it go" gesture.
The guard put away the saber, Ning Yi acted like he didn't know about the lawsuit, he walked up the corridor in two steps, dragged Feng Zhiwei to open the door, turned his wrist, and pressed Feng Zhiwei against the wall behind the door. The elbow was horizontal, in front of her throat, a posture that did not allow her to escape at all.
Qiu Yuluo, who was crying loudly in the room and waiting for Ning Yi to come to comfort her, raised her head and was stunned with an "ah".
Ning Yi didn't even glance at her out of the corner of his eyes, he just stared at Feng Zhiwei's misty eyes, and suddenly he lowered his head and grabbed her palm.
Feng Zhiwei stepped aside immediately, and said angrily, "Your Highness, what are you doing if a man and a woman can't kiss each other?"
Ning Yi slowly withdrew his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at her, sneered for a while, and said, "Princess, you still owe me an explanation."
"I've explained it before Your Majesty." Feng Zhiwei turned her eyes away, not looking at him, "I don't think there is any need to explain."
Ning Yi stared into her eyes, and said word by word: "You threw me in the carriage and left me to fend for myself, is this the only explanation?"
Feng Zhiwei looked at him, Ning Yi dressed in red, his black hair and eyes were dyed with ink, there was a kind of beauty that is hard to see in ordinary times, bright and dazzling, his eyes reflected the bridal chamber full of flowers, the phantom of his pupils Inside, Qiu Yuluo raised her head in panic and anger.
"Yes." She said slowly for a long time, "If you resent me for this, I will follow suit."
Ning Yi gave a short laugh.
Immediately, he pressed his elbow to his eyes, tilted his head, and muffled his voice from under his elbow, "Zhiwei, Zhiwei, you will always be so stubborn."
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes, and said softly, "I only regret that I didn't kill you that day."
"That's good." Ning Yi let go of his elbow and stared at her coldly, "I just don't understand why you never dare to look me in the eyes when you say such things?"
Feng Zhiwei immediately opened her eyes and looked at him, smiled and said, "Do you need me to look into your eyes and repeat?"
Ning Yi raised his head, smiled lowly, the laughter paused slightly, as if it contained bitter fruit, "Forget it, you are willing to ask for torture yourself, but I am not."
Feng Zhiwei remained silent.
Qiu Yuluo was lying on the dressing table crying, but when Ning Yi dragged Feng Zhiwei in, she froze there, half-turned her body in an awkward position to look at the two of them, she couldn't hear their conversation clearly, But he could see the postures and expressions of the two of them, he could see the bitterness on Ning Yi's eyebrows, and he could see Feng Zhiwei's cold and infinitely hidden eyes.
Such two people.
It makes people feel that the world is only between them, and no one can intervene.
Qiu Yuluo's face became paler and paler, and her fingers unconsciously grasped a comb tightly. The not-sharp teeth of the comb pierced into the palm of her hand, causing a pain like piercing.
Her uncontrollable heavy breathing reached Feng Zhiwei's ears, she turned her head and glanced at it lightly, sighed silently in her heart, pushed Ning Yi's hand away, and said, "Your Highness, this is not where I stay, let me go." .”
"This is indeed not a place for you to stay." Ning Yi said softly, "I have tried my best to keep the position of the concubine, but what you want is... the world."
When the last two words were spoken softly, both of them were shocked.
After so many years of separation and reunion, they both know each other's thoughts, but they have never directly pierced that layer of paper like today.
Feng Zhiwei suddenly took a breath, pushed him away and left.
Ning Yi grabbed her around the wrist, and Feng Zhiwei's steps that he had just taken were brought back firmly by him, Ning Yi lowered his head, and pressed her lips without hesitation.
The strength of his kiss was so firm and fierce that the two of them almost collided with each other, each groaning.
"Your Highness..." Qiu Yuluo, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally let out a cry, and the moment Ning Yi lowered his head, he threw away the comb and rushed over, "You can't do this, you can't do this, where do you put me like this …”
Ning Yi turned his head and stared at her.
The eyes he stared at were not ferocious, the black jade-like pupils were as deep as the abyss, Qiu Yuluo froze when she was stared at by such eyes.
"Where do I put you?" Ning Yi looked at her for a while, then smiled slowly, "Why did you ever take me seriously?"
"Your Highness... Why did Your Highness say that..." Qiu Yuluo trembled, her head full of pearls shaking, "I saved you..."
She stopped in the middle of her words, because Ning Yi's smile at this moment was even more strange, such eyes, pity, ridicule, ridicule, sarcasm, disdain... She trembled all over, as if her heart fell into an abyss.
"Yes, my savior." Ning Yi bit the word benefactor hard, "So, I will use the position of side concubine to thank you."
Qiu Yuluo stared blankly into his eyes, then suddenly began to step back step by step, staggering back to the corner of the wall.
But Ning Yi no longer looked at her anymore, turned his head and said indifferently: "Qiu Fangfei, smart people know how to keep their positions, say what should be said, and do what should be done. If anyone is not smart, there is no way to go over it out of bounds." He pointed at Qiuyu's feet, "Look, this three-foot space can be used as a sleeping bed, and of course it can also be used as a tomb."