An Feng Bamboo Horse

?The night is hidden behind the rockery, and there is a dead silence.

If it wasn't for the faint fragrance of the woman's body and the slight inaudible breathing that still wafted through the wind, Bu Zhangbai would have almost mistakenly thought that question was an auditory hallucination.

——What kind of feelings did Hou Ye hold towards his deceased brother...

Ding Guohou's father Bu Jingchen, the two are the sons of family friends, and the alliance friends who fought side by side on the battlefield, isn't it the brotherhood that is more affectionate than gold?He would stab at each other for his brother, resent him for his depression and despair, and do his best for his orphan—isn't it just a deep and touching friendship between bamboo and horse?

However, Ding Guohou did not reply for a long time, which made this seemingly ordinary question become ambiguous.

Bu Zhangbai's head was in a daze, and his always clever mind seemed to be immersed in the Zhuangyuanhong that had not completely dissipated.

There were bursts of sultry heat in the chest, and sometimes shivering with cold.

After hearing what Ding Guohou said, he couldn't even stand still.He had to take a step back and leaned against the back wall of the rockery to stabilize his figure.

Xia Zun, Marquis of Dingguo, the upright and solemn man who adopted and brought him up, in his mind is no less important than his second father, the General Protector of the country, slowly replied: "This Marquis... If you go back in time, , everything can be done again, and he would rather die in Tianmai Valley instead of his father. As long as his life is safe—Xia Zun is willing to exchange his wealth and life with fate."

The thoughts that exploded like fireworks scattered in Bu Zhangbai's mind.

——Aunt did not give birth, is it not because Lord Hou never slept with you?

- You must know your identity.Too much emotional investment, too much involvement, and you won't be able to get away in the future.

——Young Master Bu, if you follow me, I will become a Marquis from now on, and you will be proud and rich, and you will no longer have to work hard to get fame.You know I've been to you...

Scattered thoughts were like a ball of thread that was becoming more and more chaotic, tangled together. He groped frantically in this ball of thread, pulled out the tiny thread, but held that thread and fell into an even more frantic maze inside.

The look in Hou Ye's eyes when he looked at himself was extraordinarily gentle, and he took better care of him than his three sons; Hou Ye married his aunt for many years, but never consummated the marriage with her; obscene words...

In Xia Zun's mind, to his father Bu Jingchen, could it be——! ! !

Once again, the scene in the study where Ding Guohou pressed his father hard against the corner of the table was clearly and unmistakably recalled in his mind.That picture means that it is no longer a simple dispute between brothers, but rather...? !

A strong sense of nausea hit him directly, Bu Zhangbai couldn't hold his body any longer, staggered a step, crushed a dead branch with the sole of his foot, and made a slight beeping sound.

The sound alarmed Ding Guohou behind the rockery, and he shouted: "Who!" He turned around with a big stride.

Bu Zhangbai couldn't move, his body was tightly pressed against the rockery wall, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, his heart was filled with various emotions such as hatred, nausea, understanding, pain, he could no longer look directly into Ding Guohou's eyes— —

A figure clapped its hands, stood up from the edge of the pond, and laughed loudly: "Daddy!"

The moonlight happened to cover the rockery cave where Bu Zhangbai stood, revealing Xia Pingchang clapping his hands by the pond.Master Hou's third son was holding a half-empty bag of fish food in his hand, and his face was still covered with grass dust that had been lying on the bank of the pond, with an expression of ignorance and ignorance.

Ding Guohou stopped beside him.

Looking around, he didn't find the second person.Looking at the retarded son again, he sighed heavily.

Stretching out his big hand, he rubbed his son's messy hair, "You're still feeding the fish by the pond at such a late hour, and you ran out while Qizuo and the others weren't paying attention?"

Xia Pingchang just smiled with his eyes open.

"If you fall into the water, even if you just wet your clothes, they will be punished by your mother, do you know?" Hou Ye sighed softly, "Go back quickly."

At this time, San Yiniang also slowly turned out from behind the rockery.

From Bu Zhangbai's angle, he could clearly see the wet tears on the woman's face, and the corners of her mouth were still trembling slightly.Apparently, San Yiniang finally understood what Bu Zhangbai understood in an instant, or, to her, it was nothing more than years of doubts and finally got a positive answer.

She said in a low voice: "...Let my concubine take Brother Chang back to his room."

Xia Zun didn't turn around to look at her, after a short silence, he said, "Trouble you."

The night is getting darker.

Bu Zhangbai's body was still stiff, sticking to the back wall of the rockery like a thin sheet of paper.

The cold wind passed through the cave, blowing into his clothes in waves, making his whole body cold, but he didn't realize it.

After Xia Anfeng returned to his room, he fell into a deep sleep. It was not until the next day when he was three poles high that he was called up by Jiang.

After practicing archery for half an hour, dancing swords for half an hour, having lunch, and learning equestrianism for an hour in the schoolyard——the bloody horse he secretly took out earlier was generously given to him by Lord Hou. As an exclusive mount, he was surprisingly obedient this time—he simply washed and changed his clothes, and happily led Chang Le to the east wing where Bu Zhangbai lived.

Before he entered the hospital, he was stopped by the servants sent by Lord Hou to serve Bu Zhangbai's diet and daily life.

The servant said to the young master very apologetically: "Second master, Mr. Bu is suffering from a cold and his body is weak, so it is not convenient to see guests for the time being."

Xia Anfeng was stunned: "Wind and cold?" He remembered that he took Bu Zhangbai to drink yesterday, this person was still in good health, after drinking, his complexion turned red like a peach blossom, he looked pretty tight, and there was no sign of illness at all.Why didn't you see me all night and got bedridden?

Could it be that he took him for a short walk around the street last night after drinking, and he was already caught in the wind and cold in that short time?

He suddenly became anxious, and walked towards the courtyard: "He is sick, I want to go in and have a look, get out of the way."

"Second Master, Mr. Bu is still asleep, it's not easy to meet guests..."

After chasing the young master for several steps, he came to the door of Bu Zhangbai's bedroom.Xia Anfeng raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when he heard a voice from inside:

"Hey, don't come in..."

He was indeed coughing, and his voice was weak.

Xia Anfeng's footsteps paused, anxious in his heart: "Why did you suddenly catch the wind and cold, have you asked the doctor in the mansion to look at it?"

"..."

Xia Anfeng wanted to go to the bedroom again.

Bu Zhang's white coughing voice came through the crack of the door: "Cough, you, don't worry, I'll be fine after a day of sleep...Xia Anfeng, you are not allowed to come in..."

The young master was completely stunned on the spot.Although Bu Zhangbai's voice was soft, his tone was firm.

He refused him to go into the dormitory to take care of him.

Why is that?

Inside and outside the room, there was silence for a while.The servant who chased in just now saw that the young master had no intention of breaking in, so he quietly retreated.

Chang Le froze outside the door, undecided, looking at the blue and red expressions of his second master.

These two people who are inseparable from Mengmeng and Mengmeng are inseparable today...what's the matter.

After a while, Xia Anfeng let out a long breath and said, "Okay...you don't want me to go in, so I won't go in. But you have to take your medicine obediently."

"..." Bu Zhangbai was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "I will."

Xia Anfeng couldn't find another sentence, he hesitated for a moment, and finally turned his head and walked away.

Bu Zhangbai was curled up in the quilt, suffering from a low fever, and his face was burning red.He closed the doors and windows tightly, the air was not circulating, and the room was extremely stuffy; but no matter how stuffy it was, it was not as good as the sound of Xia Anfeng turning away outside the room, which was suffocating.

After last night, he suddenly realized that it wasn't just that he didn't know how to face Xia Zun; the doubts and strange feelings in his heart were more aimed at Xia Anfeng.

According to the ancient system, both of them have reached the age of marriage, and they can play together as freely as they did when they were young——

It doesn't seem appropriate anymore.

Coming out of the courtyard where Bu Zhangbai lived, Xia Anfeng stopped several times, wanted to turn around, but held back forcefully.

Annoyance, boredom, doubt, bewilderment, emotions that had never appeared in Xia Anfeng's body, because he was rejected by Xiao Bai for the first time in his life, all rushed into the young man's heart at once.

He asked himself that he had never done anything to hurt Xiaobai's heart, he was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly refuse to see him today?

It must be an excuse to say that he was afraid of infecting him with the cold. Bu Zhangbai knew that Xia Anfeng was in good health, and he didn't even sneeze in the freezing weather.

He walked around the mansion with a sullen head, and Chang Le followed behind him without daring to make a sound.

Unconsciously, he walked to the backyard where he practiced martial arts in the morning, several distant relatives, young men of his age, were exercising martial arts two by two.Someone saw the young master coming, and greeted him warmly, intending to fight him.

Xia Anfeng froze on the steps for a moment, took the long sword handed by the boy, and left without saying a word.

He originally had swordsmanship skills, but these days he worked hard to hone them, fighting against these distant relatives and brothers who only used swordsmanship tricks for fun and did not practice sincerely, it was easy to win.Amid the applause and applause, he put away his sword, and when he was about to leave the arena, he suddenly heard a voice interjecting into the arena: "Second brother is very skilled, let my brother also learn a thing or two."

Turning around, he saw Xia Feng with his hands in his sleeves, he slowly took the sword from the valet, and without waiting for him to refuse, he leisurely walked into the arena.

As soon as the son of Lord Hou's mansion appeared, the distant relatives who were watching were all afraid that there would be no good show, and they all shouted loudly.

Xia Anfeng stood in the arena with his sword in his hand. Xia Feng walked up to him and pressed the long sword on his shoulder provocatively.He smiled and said, "Why don't you speak, are you afraid?"

Xia Feng's words of insulting Xiao Bai in the theater came to mind again, Xia Anfeng shook his shoulder and shook his long sword away.He said coldly, "Then I will ask the elder brother for advice."

The two opened up a little distance, Xia Feng stopped smiling, and stabbed directly at Xia Anfeng with the long sword.

The two of them had also used moves when they were young, Xia Feng's sword moves were always quick, accurate and ruthless, never showing mercy, he was able to beat Xia Anfeng every time.

This time he proposed a fight because he wanted revenge for the last time Xia Anfeng grabbed his collar.Marquis Dingguo once ordered him not to trouble Xia Anfeng again, but in the name of a martial arts competition, if he taught him a lesson, his father would not be able to catch him.

With this in mind, he started with a killer move, directly hitting Xia Anfeng's armpits, chest and abdomen.

Xia Anfeng could roughly guess what he was thinking.He himself was also full of anger, new and old grudges, and liquidated with him.

Avoiding Xia Feng's sword move, turned around and drew out the sword, changing the steps on the soles of his feet, unexpectedly being extraordinarily flexible.

After more than a dozen moves, Xia Feng couldn't get close to him for a while, he was secretly surprised.

He knew that this second younger brother seemed to have a lot of talent in martial arts, but he had neglected his martial arts in the past because he was too indulged in having fun.But it was never expected, this guy started to study hard, and he was able to practice such agility in just a few dozen days—Xia Feng was annoyed immediately, unwilling to admit that he might be at a disadvantage, he seized the gap and turned towards Xia An Feng pounced on it.

Xia Anfeng turned sideways to avoid his frontal attack. The moment the two of them crossed each other, they were about to draw their swords. Suddenly, Xia Feng, who heard the swords missing all the time, whispered in his ear: "Second brother is very aggressive today! , did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"

Xia Anfeng's footsteps froze.

Immediately, there was a pain in his waist, Xia Feng took advantage of his distraction, and slammed into his waist with the hilt of his sword.

"...!"

He took two steps back again and again, struggling to catch Xia Feng's swooping sword, with such force that he directly hit the big tree behind him.

With a bang, his eyes turned black.

Struggling to get up again, Xia Feng had already pressed the tip of the sword to his heart under the applause of everyone.

Xia Anfeng gritted his teeth, stared at the proud expression of the son of Lord Hou's mansion, and said word by word: "You, no, want, insult, humiliate him."

"What did I say?" The other party smiled brightly, "I just said 'good friend', what did you think of?"

"you!"

"Or, do you have any ulterior motives in your heart—" Xia Anfeng exerted force on the long sword, and Xia Anfeng was startled when he realized that the point of the sword had opened, piercing through the clothes in his heart.

The expression on Xia Feng's face was still affectionate and even intimate to outsiders, but the words he whispered in Xia Anfeng's ears were full of murderous intentions: "You are such a pitifully naive yellow-mouthed child, why does father take a fancy to you?" Where?"

Xia Feng's hostility pierced Kai Feng's sword to his heart, Xia Anfeng suddenly connected everything together.

Last year, I accidentally drank the medicinal soup that was almost poisoned, the silver needle under the saddle of sweat and blood, and the false accusations of collaborating with the enemy and treason that I deliberately let only myself hear...

He seemed to understand, but not quite.

Xia Feng is the eldest son, there is no one to replace him as the eldest son, it will be a matter of time before he becomes the noble; he is just the bastard son of his second aunt.Even if the mother is a foreign princess, that tribe has long been subject to the dynasty and is not threatening.He himself has nothing to do all day long and makes no progress, why does Xia Feng regard him as a thorn in his side?

"Father sees himself in you and Bu Zhangbai - the person he should see is me!"

As the long sword advanced again, blood beads trickled out drop by drop along the edge of the sword, Xia Feng had no intention of stopping.

Xia Anfeng suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the sharp blade of the sword with one hand, and laughed.

"With a suspicious and suspicious character like you, you can be cruel to non-threatening siblings. How can you be worthy of being like your father?" While flowing down, with great luck, he pulled out the long sword that Xia Feng was oppressing on his chest.He rolled himself, and rolled away from the range of the sword energy approaching again.

When he stood up, Xia Feng also stopped chasing.The two looked at each other from a distance.

The disciples present didn't know what happened, at first they saw that Xia Feng had the upper hand and were about to applaud, when they suddenly saw blood on Xia Anfeng's palms and chest, they fell silent.

"Xia Anfeng understands the big brother's intentions today." The second younger brother, who had been giggling and heartless, still had a smile on his mouth, but his eyes gradually became cold, "I will definitely ask for advice in the future. Don't let your brother down."

He dropped his sword, turned and strode away. ?