The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 646:
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The fire in the cave was blazing, gradually warming up, illuminating the man and woman beside the fire. His black hair was disheveled and he was lying peacefully. His pale, iron-green lips gradually turned reddish. She half-knelt in front of him, her eyes slightly lowered, unable to see. As she moved, she could only see the slight rise and fall of the cloak. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and she could only hear the whistling of the wind and snow. Sweat gradually appeared on her forehead, and there were tiny crystals in the firelight.
After a long while, Feng Zhiwei let out a long breath.
According to the method taught by Zong Chen to dredge the blood vessels, she carefully rubbed and massaged the meridians all over his body, focusing on the old wounds for a while, until the half bottle of wine was about to be used up, and the body under the palm of her hand She started to have a fever and her heart returned to beating in an orderly and powerful manner, and she was finally sure that the danger was over.
“It’s okay.” She murmured, wiped the sweat from her forehead, raised her palm and looked at it. The wound was rubbed by the friction until it rolled up and turned white. She smiled bitterly as she felt pain in her heart. Next, he muttered to himself: “The lunch box has been disinfected with wine…” He slowly got up and put on his clothes one by one.
The body under the palm is warm and smooth, no longer as cold and stiff as before. You can feel the smoothness of the muscles and bones, the fullness of the skin, the powerful blood flow of the heart, and all the beatings that belong to life and not to death.
She lowered her eyelashes slightly and sighed complicatedly.
When he took his pulse again, it turned out that the pulse had stabilized. He should be able to wake up in just an hour. The rest would only require good recovery.
Feng Zhiwei looked at the sky. It was almost dawn, and someone would be here soon. Staying here would make things worse.
Carrying him up again, she moved down the mountain like a heavy snowball and returned to the carriage. Feng Zhiwei closed the doors and windows, put on her cloak, and placed Ning Yi on the seat.
She sat next to him, looking down at him, her eyes dimming, and after a while, she gently pulled the corner of his clothes.
“I’m leaving, Ning Yi. The person you’re waiting for should be here soon.”
“I don’t want you to remember my feelings. Our entanglement is already so involved, there is really no need to add this to the list.” She smiled faintly and caressed his face unconsciously, “Hate me. Make up your mind to be my enemy, and don’t give me any tenderness, so that I can learn to hate you, so that I won’t be stupid again and save you, so that when I have another chance, I won’t let you go.”
Ning Yi did not wake up, but his breathing seemed to be quickening, and his face turned slightly red. His fingers scratched slightly in the void, as if he wanted to grab her hand again.
Feng Zhiwei slowly moved her hand away.
She turned her head.
The moment he turned his head, a drop of moist liquid fell on Ning Yi’s open palm.
Ning Yi subconsciously closed his fingers, but the drop of liquid slowly smeared into his skin and disappeared in an instant.
Feng Zhi slightly tightened his cloak, straightened his back, got out of the carriage, whistled, and Xiao Bai ran over happily.
Feng Zhiwei touched its head lovingly, got on the horse, turned her back to the direction of the carriage, and drove away with her whip.
The figure of the white horse crossed the wilderness like flying lightning and disappeared into a mass of gray snow. Like a bolt of lightning that pierced the wind and clouds, leaving the silent carriage in the wind and snow again.
The woman on the horse, with flying black hair, is as quiet and cold as a statue, and her eyes are like a crystal in the deep sea.
In a trance many years ago, in the lecture hall of Qingming Academy, when his fingers left her throat, she said this:
“If you let me go today, I will let you go one day.”
Promise to finish today.
At first you thought it was a joke, but I am the only one who knows it and it is not false.
She walked away at the end of the wind and snow, and behind her, a horseman also faced the lonely carriage at the end of the wind and snow.
The man on the horse had his head and face covered with snow. He put his hands on the eaves and looked around anxiously. When he saw the carriage, his eyes suddenly lit up. He jumped off the horse and stumbled towards the carriage. Because he was walking too fast, he tripped over the snow. The stone fell hard, and blood suddenly flowed from his palm.
She gritted her teeth and climbed up, randomly tore off a piece of her sleeve and wrapped it in her palms, rolled over again, pulled open the car door, and then let out a joyful cheer.
“Your Highness is here!”
In the carriage, the sleeping person was finally awakened by the scream and slowly opened his eyes.
His paint-like eyes, after a moment of swaying and confusion, fell on the woman’s palm wrapped in cloth.
Then a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
My memory was unclear when I was in a coma, and when I woke up occasionally, I was in a trance for a short time. I only vaguely remembered that someone came and went, and I remembered that my fingers touched that person’s cloth-bandaged palm.
He held his forehead and asked the woman who was crying with joy in a deep voice.
“Did you save me?”
The woman looked straight at him, at his radiant face in the dark carriage, at him whom she had been waiting for and thinking about for a long time.
After a long time, he answered decisively: “Yes.”
At the end of the 19th year of Changxi, the seventh prince was involved in the massacre of the village in Longbei. His Majesty secretly ordered King Ning Yi of Chu to go to Longbei to investigate, but he was ambushed by a killer. Afterwards, the killer was captured and escorted to the palace for personal interrogation by His Majesty. The results of the review No one knew, only vague news spread that His Majesty almost suffered a stroke from anger.
This is just superficial information, just a few words. No one understands the ambush and attack on that snowy night, no one knows how the princes were trapped and trapped that night, and no one dares to investigate. Since some people are so bold, Why can’t the assassination of the prince be done neatly? Instead, he will be caught.
Perhaps apart from the people in the game, only Feng Zhiwei, who drove the crazy carriage over the mountain that night, understood that while the Seventh Prince was sieging Ning Yi with death row prisoners and an army, Ning Yi, who seemed to be acting alone, also mobilized the army. , waiting in a mountain col not far away, the mantis was catching the cicada, and the cicada flew behind the mantis.
The handling of this matter has also been covered up. Apart from a series of secret treatments, the only change on the surface is that the seventh prince who was supervising the army at the front was quickly recalled to the capital. He will face the emperor’s furious questioning. Or there may be some other penalties.
Compared with this major case that has caused whispers and secrets, there is one piece of news that seems trivial.
Princess Shengying and Concubine Shunyi should be recalled to Beijing.
Di Jing has long forgotten this woman who lost her mother, brother and husband. When she thinks of her now, she can only say “a miserable life”.