Chapter 466

She suddenly stopped, her eyes darkening.

Ning Yi pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She just said, "I'm leaving. After seven days, if you leave Beijing, I'll rush back to see you off. It's dangerous. I'll let Ning Cheng follow you."

"No Feng Zhiwei immediately refused. She knew Ning Cheng's position around Ning Yi. She said that protection was all fake. Ning Yi's limited peace of mind and relaxation came from the careless and loyal Ning Cheng. It was his happy fruit, and no one could replace it.

Ning Yi had already laughed, and suddenly pushed her into the corner.

Feng Zhiwei was caught off guard and was firmly pressed on the wall by him, trapped between his arms and the wall. Before he could react, his eyes were dark. Under the cover of gorgeous and cool breath, his forehead was slightly hot, wet and soft, and Ning's lips had been printed.

He gently kisses her forehead posture, as if in worship, like the wind, worship the distant mountains, snow worship the ice lake thousands of miles, run forward, reckless investment, slow and gentle circling.

Feng Zhiwei's dense eyelashes fluttered in his cheek, slightly itching, changed his deep smile, a little reluctant to move his lips, slender fingers gently scraped her nose, burning breath spray on her neck side, "I hope you are strong and brave, do not need any protection, but hope you are weak and dependent, can be left by my side."

Feng Zhiwei gently smile, "it's really a contradictory wish."

Ning Yi sighed, slowly put down the arm in front of her, and looked at her deeply, then turned around and left.

His words like a sigh, scattered in the wind.

"Who said it was not..."

In the afternoon, the sun stretched the shadow of the man long, and finally turned the corner and disappeared. Feng Zhi was staring at his back and raised his hand in the air.

It was a calling gesture, but from the beginning to the end, there was no call to match.

Six days later, after all the work has been done, the envoys to Xiliang will leave Beijing tomorrow.

After thinking, Feng Zhiwei decides to leave zongchen. She is not as good as before. The situation of the imperial capital also needs to be mastered from time to time. Zongchen and his subordinate organizations, which are always hidden in the dark, have their own mature channels to inquire about information.

As for Gu Nan Yi, do you still need to ask? As soon as the news came out, the big one and the small one were already packed. They belonged to Mr. Gu and his family.

Feng Zhiwei also did not intend to block, those two people originally who also could not stop.

On that day, she came back from Chaozhong and agreed with the others that she would get up early and go to bed early.

Her bedroom in the backyard, is a single courtyard, has its own small kitchen, but never opened fire, she is very casual from the kitchen door, suddenly stopped.

The lights were on in the kitchen, the door was open, and a low voice came.

"So 70% noodles Yes With lard and sugar Your kneading gesture is not correct Let's go small... "

"No Light and cool, familiar to the dream can also hear the voice, "I will."

There is a faint, haunting fragrance floating out. Many years ago, in the cottage of Qiufu small courtyard, some people used to make it by themselves, but now it is on earth, and can't find the fragrance again.

She leaned against the wall and was stunned.

In the crack of the shining door, someone heard the sound and turned around.

The light and shadow of the oil lamp in the kitchen is dim, and the man in the crack of the door looks back with a smile. The light has hit his eyes. The light has always been deep and cold. At the moment, it is as warm as jade, like a piece of jade soaked in the sparkling water.

Feng Zhiwei leaned against the door frame and was stunned there.

There was a thin layer of night dew around her, and her fine eyelashes condensed the icy water vapor, which made her eyes more and more misty, which made people unable to see what kind of mind was flowing behind her eyes.

Ning Yi looked at her like this and laughed.

A smile, such as youtan, opens in the faint yellow halo.

He lost what he had in his hand, came over, pulled the door plank, grinned, leaned over to look at her, and said, "what? Scared? "

A quick shave on the nose of someone who's still there.

Feng knew that the tip of her nose itched. "A sneeze" sneezed, and there was a white mist in front of her. She widened her eyes, rubbed her nose, and found that she was stained with flour.

Another look at Ning Yi, his hands full of flour, even the door he just grasped, left a white five finger mark.

Feng Zhiwei's eyes moved up along the white finger print, looking at the sleeve stroked to the elbow, full of flour, even the tip of his eyebrow did not know when also stained with a bit of flour, to see that he is still ignorant of the habit of micro picking eyebrows, a little white on the tip of the eyebrows, falling on the dark eyebrows, the more fresh, the more funny, feel more flat The deep condensation of a person looks much more adorable, can not help but burst into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Ning Yi leaned against the door frame and asked her idly. The flour in her hands was not patted, but she aimed at her with malice. It seemed that she was looking at where to print a hand print. Feng Zhiwei stepped back two steps cautiously, then she opened her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I laugh at the charm of the king of Chu. If you let those red fans know you look like this, I don't know what expression it will be.""They won't see me like this." Ning Yi smiles and tries to use the white flower's hand to caress Feng Zhiwei's temples habitually. When Feng Zhiwei jumps away, he has no choice but to let go, "I look like this, all over the world, only to show you."

Feng Zhi Wei "Oh" a way: "also, this appearance really damages your Royal Highness's gorgeous demeanor. Just show it to me. Don't frighten the beauty."

After saying this, he felt wrong. Sure enough, the quick reaction guy immediately laughed, and said like a fox, "I seem to smell the strong smell of vinegar?"

"Did the cook knock over the vinegar bottle?" Feng Zhiwei was afraid that he would entangle himself with this problem. He pushed past him and saw several dough on the chopping board, a basket of fresh shredded vines, and several small bowls filled with lard, oil, salt and sugar. The cook stood aside with a smile, but he was not a cook in his own house. He must have preferred playing chess and didn't trust his side, so he simply brought the cook.

"You came back too early." Ning Yi stood behind her and waved to the cook to step back. If he felt regret, "I was going to hold fresh rattan cake as soon as you came back. Now Lord Wei will have to wait for a while to eat the small delicious food."

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