Chapter 364

The sound of a smile rang out.

"Of course I came to pick you up."

There were two people under the table, but his hand was exactly in front of one.

The man raised his head, a bit disorderly long hair, a pair of eyes, autumn water, belong to Feng Zhiwei's eyes.

The one beside her who had been laughing bitterly before had a pair of bladed eyes. Naturally, it was Hua Qiong who came to Beijing to report her work.

The two arrived in the imperial capital one day in advance. Because of the notice from the Ministry of rites, the civil and military generals would greet Wei Zhi on behalf of the emperor. They had no choice but to wait at the post station. The two bored people took advantage of zongchen's medicine refining and Gu Nanyi was giving Gu Zhiming a bath and sneaked into the city to drink. They didn't want to hear such a wonderful story telling in the restaurant, and almost got a beating.

It's always good for someone to get rid of the siege, but the one who is

Hua Qiong lowered her eyes and thought that the time had come to study zongchen's medical skills.

Feng Zhiwei slowly raised her head and glanced at the jade white fingertips. She always saw the moon white sleeves embroidered with green bamboo. Her expression was calm and smiling, slightly alienated, just like the situation in the South China Sea when facing other people. Even Hua Qiong, who was close at hand, could not find anything special.

After a moment, she smiles, reaches out and puts her fingertip in Ning Yi's palm.

Ning Yi immediately reached for a hand, gently forced, Feng Zhiwei climbed out from the bottom of the table.

The two eyes meet, Feng Zhiwei is the first to open a very officialdom smile to Ning Yi.

"Your Highness has arrived in the imperial capital? Hehe

"Only one day before you." It's better to smile.

The two people looked at each other and laughed, and they both laughed with clear breeze. The time and space separated by one year, the horror and hatred of the imperial capital on the seventh day, and the bloodstains of the two human lives were incised. This moment seemed to have never existed.

Hua Qiong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a self mocking smile, "ah, the poor man who has no one to manage, has to climb out by himself."

Three hands were handed to her at the same time.

Ning Yi, Feng Zhiwei, and a pair of hands.

The hands appeared suddenly, as if out of the air, and the fingers were shaking.

Joan looked at her hands.

There is no royal wealth, not white or slender, with young and tight skin. There is a shallow semicircular scar in the palm of his hand. It was burned by the iron ring of the oven when he was a child. There is a cut on the knuckle of the middle finger, which was cut by the branch when he climbed the tree to see his mother.

The hands were so familiar that she had witnessed the hand grow from a seven-year-old tender hand to a man's stable hand. She realized that she had insisted on the hand in her dreams every night and talked with the owner of the hand, but her eyes were filled with tears after waking up.

The hands now come out of the dream, across the South China Sea, to her eyes.

Hua Qiong sniffed, her eyes turned and she suddenly laughed.

She reaches out and puts her hand in Yan Huaishi's palm. Yan Huaishi immediately grabs her hand and tries to pull her out. Hua Qiong suddenly grabs his hand and pulls him hard. Yan Huaishi, however, is pulled into the bottom of the table by Hua Qiong.

Outside the table, Ning Yi and Feng Zhiwei are stunned

"Why go out and show it to you?" Under the table, Hua Qiong's voice came out, a little stuffy. It seemed that she was kneaded into someone's arms. "We are so excited and impatient to meet again for a long time. Please go back to the post station. Please clear the room."

Then Hua Qiong's hand reached out from under the table and waved calmly and casually. Let his highness and Marquis go to clear the court for her.

Yan Huaishi doesn't seem to have time to talk, or is he embarrassed to say something? Anyway, the table is shaking.

Feng Zhiwei, with a smile, called the tavern owner and went down with a ingot of gold. Even though the restaurant was closed, those who ran the hall avoided driving away.

"What a smart man." As she paid, she muttered, "knowing that she would be surrounded at the post station, she simply solved it on the spot."

She closed the door consciously and left the shaking table behind her. Feng Zhiwei said goodbye to Ning Yi with a fake smile. "Your Highness, your highness, your highness, I have to go back to the post station for the welcome ceremony in the suburbs tomorrow, so I'll leave."

Then he turned and left.

"Zhiwei."

Feng knew that Wei didn't turn back, waved and said, "Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No The pace is getting faster.

She did not pay attention to whether the people behind her had followed her. She walked out of the city quickly. The post station was only three miles away from the city. She would arrive soon with her feet.

It could have been faster, but she didn't want to show her sharpness too much. At first, in Pucheng, her true Qi didn't lose. It was just because of the poison that she scattered in the meridians. When the red and silt in the eyebrow disappeared, the true Qi in the elixir field gradually gathered. Jin Siyu used her pulse every day in the early days to confirm that she had lost her martial arts. When she completely believed that the matter was no longer investigated, her martial arts skills would be improved It's back. It's a step up.

Feng Zhiwei thinks that her martial arts are strange and her constitution is also strange. With the cultivation of martial arts, the hot air in her body gradually calms down, but it does not melt away, but grows day by day. Every time she experiences the disaster of life and death, the heat flow rises a few points, but does not damage her body. Instead, it promotes her internal skill to a higher level, which feels like It's the natural heat flow of Chong pulse, and the martial arts handed over to her by zongchen, which seems to complement each other.Otherwise, at the beginning, she could not have done something in front of Pucheng City, smashing the inside of the walking buttress in advance with dark strength, so that she could finally fall into the city smoothly.

Feng Zhiwei walked briskly to the post station. Before he arrived, he saw several sedan cars stopped at the gate of the post station. It seemed that there was still a sharp female voice coming from afar.

"How could Wei Zhi not be here?"

"Let me in!"

Vaguely, Gu Nan Yi hugs Gu Zhi and stands at the door. The father and daughter ignore each other and look at the sky. The door god is blocked.

Feng Zhiwei is surprised how a female guest is blocking the gate of the post station and calling her own name directly. Hearing this voice, her brain booms and thinks that she hasn't been married since she hasn't seen her for a year.

Fengzhiwei has been mixed up to now, from the emperor to the grass-roots people. There are no unfair people and things. She is only afraid to avoid this one. Because this one has a wrong heart, she has no intention of making love debts.

She turned her feet and prepared to go back to the city again. She would rather drink flower wine than be blocked by Princess Shaoning.

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