Chapter 146

She did not remember clearly, but she knew that the tears were strange and true.

Tears gradually dried up on her fingertips. She was stunned for a long time and gathered up her last strength. She wanted to move the corpse and move out Ning Yi below. She didn't want to waste time crying before she was sure whether Ning Yi was really dead.

If it is confirmed that he is dead, she will not waste time crying. He, Chunyu, and hundreds of dead guards, those lives - there are too many things she has to do.

Hand just stretched out, suddenly someone hoarse lazy way: "when are you willing to touch me?"

Feng knows that her hand is stiff in the air. When she reacts, she grabs her fist and falls on her chest.

A "ouch", Ning Yi's tone has a bit of smile, way: "really a vicious woman."

Then he asked, "what did you do for that half day?"

Feng knew that the body under him was cold. He must have killed the other party when he fell down. He took the other party as a meat mat. He felt relaxed and asked, "are you not hurt?"

"It's OK." Ning Yi said, "it seems that I just twisted my feet."

"No brain damage?"

Ning Yi glanced at her in surprise, thinking that the woman herself was a bit like a broken brain, and wanted to damage her. Suddenly, she thought of her voice calling for herself with a trill. Her heart softened and she answered honestly, "yes."

"That's good." Feng Zhi smiles and falls in his arms. "I can finally faint..."

When Feng Zhiwei wakes up, she only feels sore all over, as if she has experienced a long and long journey, or has just had a fight with 10000 people in her dream.

She was in a trance, sleeping there, feeling warm again. She looked down and saw Ning Yi's robe covering her.

The sun has risen above, but only light is left under the cliff. Ning Yi is sitting opposite her, wearing only a middle coat. She is closing her eyes and breathing. In the Milky smoke, she looks very beautiful.

Feng Zhiwei turns her eyes and looks around. She feels different from the place she stayed last night. The grass mat under her body is soft, and the water is gurgling nearby. She doesn't know how Ning Yi hurt her foot. How did she get here.

It can't be dragged by your feet, right? Feng Zhiwei quickly around to check their own body, afraid that there will be countless scratches.

There, she was busy making a lot of voices. Ning Yi in the opposite side had been awakened. She opened her eyes and listened to the small movements of the woman opposite her. She couldn't help smiling. She thought that women are women. They are very contradictory people. They can be ambitious and can not be surprised. However, they will never forget to care about the most trivial and useless things.

He smiles and looks at her eyes with a touch of tenderness that he doesn't notice.

He thought that she was sober and calm and asked those two words before, and confirmed that he was OK. He was willing to faint in his arms, making people cry and laugh, but also covered with a touch of heartache - such a patient woman!

Thinking that she was so light and soft in her arms when she fainted, she completely removed her usual gentle surface and resisted the cold from thousands of miles away. She was as light and delicate as a peach blossom. There was a special style that could not be found in the court. He couldn't help it

Ning Yi's face, a moment slightly so red.

By chance, Feng Zhiwei, who raised his head, saw him and said, "are you awake? Well, you look a little strange

Ning Yi touched his face, and it returned to normal when he touched it. He said with a smile, "do you have it?"

Feng Zhiwei looked at his Royal Highness's face with admiration, thinking that such people don't need masks. If they want to blush, they will blush. If they don't, they will not.

"Where are we?" She said in a secluded way, "in the script, the master should wake up in the cave after falling off the cliff, and then jump with the flaming fire."

"Not all the cliffs have holes, not all people are so clever with fire clasps." Ning Yi could not help laughing, "especially when others are still searching for you, are you stupid?"

Feng Zhi smiles, sits up and says, "is the foot hurt seriously?"

"It's OK."

Feng knows Wei but already passed, helped him take off the boot, way: "still want to deal with, otherwise can't walk road more bad."

She carefully pressed Ning Yi's swollen ankle, gently and forcefully. Ning Yi leaned against the rock, half closed her eyes, and suddenly said, "do you seem to have learned it? It's better than a few tricks in my house. "

Feng Zhi smiles and says, "my mother fought in the battlefield in her early years, and her old wounds and diseases will attack on rainy days. So I learned this since I was a child."

Ning Yi did not speak and said for a long time, "it's not easy for lady Feng."

He didn't seem to want to talk more about this topic. He lay down lazily and felt his fingers light and warm. His heart seemed to be immersed in warm water, wandering freely and intoxicated. Suddenly, he heard the woman say, "OK." Can't help but open his eyes, surprised: "so fast?"

Feng know micro Qiao smile Yan Ran, "I'm sorry that there is no royal highness in those few gentle and meticulous massage, there is still time to have patience to press as long as you want to press how long you want to press."

Ning Yi side head "look" at her, a moment of lax eyes seem to be bright, look a bit strange, as if in a smile, asked: "you are jealous?"Feng Zhiwei "ah" sound, touch the face, the earth shattering think - I am jealous, I am jealous, I am jealous? How can it be? How can it be possible?

"a man of rich birth will never understand the hatred of a boy struggling in poverty against his natural aristocracy." After a long time of sad reply, she felt that this truth could not be more correct.

Ning Yi still looked at her strangely. After a long time, he said in a good mood: "I didn't finish just now Woman. "

After a moment of silence, Feng Zhi smiles, and Yan Ruhua replies, "Oh, your highness, it's so bright that we should think of a way to leave."

After this strange dialogue, Ning Yi was in a good mood all the time, with a strange smile on his mouth. Feng Zhiwei felt depressed when he looked at him. He quickly changed the topic: "all the people have left?" As he handed his clothes back to him, he noticed that the belt of his clothes had broken marks, which seemed to have been taken off hard.

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