Chapter 645

She knows.

Ning Yi is seven years older than her.

Before the age of seven, Ning played chess, and the name of a child prodigy shocked the world.

After the age of seven, Ning Yi was still alive after a serious illness. After that, he lost all his glory. He kept a low profile for many years.

After the snow of the 13th year of Changxi's reign, when she buried her mother and her younger brother and found some of her mother's buried wills in the courtyard, she knew everything by recalling the scar in the abandoned palace.

He was her enemy, from the beginning.

There will be no mother and brother two lives, but also foster father and her old debt.

Such an old thing, such a bureau, think of it then cold, how dare to give up a heart, how can give up a heart?

However, that piece of heart, even a day * * cold and hard, want to do the diamond glazed stone cut immobile, eventually can not withstand the time to slowly bake, giving birth to all the cracks that only they know.

There is a long way between wanting to do something and being able to do it.

A lifetime decision, only for one thing difficult, pain.

Feng Zhi closed her eyes slightly and sighed.

The man on his knee was so cold that he had no heat. Feng Zhiwei didn't know how the blast wound caused the cold poison old injury. However, from his previous tone of voice, it was probably the hands and feet made by brothers, and Xin Ziyan saved him in his most difficult time.

At the moment, his cold and old injury was triggered and recurred. When the weather turned cold and suddenly snowed heavily, he did not have to kill him himself. As long as he was thrown on the carriage, opened the window, and drove the car to a place where it was not easy to find, he would not have survived.

Feng Zhiwei pondered for a long time, and gently brushed his fingers over his face, brushing those snowflakes away.

Then she stood up, put Ning Yi gently on the carriage and got off.

In the snow, she saw all the way to and fro, tightened her white cloak and left.

The wind and snow covered her figure in a twinkling of an eye, while the carriage was silent in the snow.

After a long time, a vague figure gradually appeared in the heavy snow, and approached the carriage. Xiaobai raised his head and hissed happily.

The visitor's fingers stood on his lips and hissed. Xiaobai immediately shrunk his head and shut up.

The silver fox hair on the white cloak swept the man's cheek, and his yellow face was drooping with eyebrows. There were still several abrasions on his face. Only a pair of eyes with misty autumn water showed soft firmness.

However, the Phoenix knows little.

She climbed on the carriage, rather chess has not woken up, Feng Zhiwei from the arms of a few purple red plant roots.

She has a hot constitution. She has cold medicine in addition to Jinchuang medicine. She can't use it for Ningyi. She has to go up the mountain to collect some available medicine. She remembers zongchen mentioning that there is a kind of medicine with red leaves and purple roots in the mountains in Longbei and other places, which is warm in nature and has great tonic effect on cold disease. After a long walk in the mountains, she found a few in the crevices of the cliff.

Feng Zhi looked down at her boots, which were covered with snow and mud. The leather boots with excellent texture were cracked and stained with a long mud mark. Just now, when I was off the cliff to pick medicine, she was snowy and rocky, and there was no place to climb. The bottom of her boots was covered with ice and snow. She slipped and nearly fell off the cliff.

Fortunately, her reaction mechanism changed. She saw a protruding rock after falling a foot, so she quickly reached out to grasp it. This saved her from a disaster. At that time, the danger of the situation was so dangerous that she felt a little frightened even now.

Simply bandaging the palm, she took the medicine and made trouble again. Ning Yi was in a coma and could not swallow it. She could not just put it into the mouth, but she might infarct him.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Zhiwei's face turned pale red, and then she had no choice but to chew the rhizome in his mouth, lean down, gently pry open his teeth, feed the juice into his mouth, and pat him on the chest.

Ning Yi's throat gave out a slight lattice sound, and there was a swallowing reaction. After swallowing the medicine, he seemed to recover some consciousness. Subconsciously, his lips closed together, and Feng Zhiwei's lips were greasy together.

Feng Zhiwei thought he was awake, so he got up quickly and wiped his lips. Both of them trembled. Feng Zhiwei's face was flushed slightly, but his face turned white again.

The sleeping Ning Yi body moved, and then Feng knew that the tiny palm in a pain, the bandaged palm, did not know when it had been held in his hand.

Feng Zhiwei frowned and wanted to break free of her hand. Ning Yi didn't wake up, but subconsciously held on. Feng Zhiwei raised her foot. In a moment, she wanted to kick out. Her foot fell into the air, but she finally stopped. After a long time, she slowly put down, sighed, and squatted down. With a turn of her arm, she moved Ning Yi onto her back.

The carriage had just broken, and it was windy in all directions, so she suffered from staying here. She saw a cave not far away from where a hunter had lived. She might as well take him there for shelter.

She put her cloak on Ning Yi's body and carried him all the way up the mountain. In the wind and snow, it looked like a huge moving snowball.

After trekking half a mountain to the cave, the cave is high and seems to be inhabited by people all the time. The ground is covered with hay, the walls are covered with animal skins, and even half a pot of wine is hung.

Feng Zhiwei placed Ning Yi on the grass, lit a fire, and put his cloak on Ning Yi's body. Ning Yi always held her hand tightly. She did not hesitate to move his hand away.The firelight reflected Ning Yi's face and looked better.

Feng Zhiwei took down the wine on the wall and smelled it. The hunter's wine in the mountain was crude but strong. She worked hard in the middle of the night. Smelling the wine, she couldn't help but feel greedy. However, looking back at Ning Yi, she resisted.

Then she took the wine and went back to the grass Shop. She covered Ning Yi tightly with her cloak and animal skin. She half knelt in front of the shop and put her hand under the cloak.

Cape, robe, trousers She threw them out one by one.

It seems that it was the Yilan palace in the rainstorm that year. She had stripped people's clothes at the bottom before the fire pot of the abandoned palace. But this time, it was much cleaner than that time, and it was really good to have experience.

To make sure the clothes were almost ready, she grabbed the jug, removed the bandage, and poured the liquor into her palm, which irritated the wound, and she gasped with pain.

Open the hand with wound and wine and put it under the cloak again.

When the palm of her hand touched the smooth and elastic skin under her cloak, her face was irresistibly red again. For a moment, she hesitated. However, the abnormal temperature on her body made her quickly clean up her mind, flatten her palms and rub them gently.

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