Jun Xie Chenxin

Feng Ninghan knelt in front of the tomb, Qi Yang didn't know what to do, so he also knelt with Feng Ninghan.

"Father, mother, the child is back to see you. Don't blame me for not coming back to see you due to some things in the past few years."

As Feng Ninghan said, she lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Today, I brought a person to see you, his name is Qi Yang, my child..." Feng Ninghan paused, the tenderness in his eyes turned into thousands Rousi, looking at those eyes, Qi Yang deeply felt that he was entwined by the tenderness of those eyes. .

He was breathing sluggishly, looking forward to what Feng Ninghan would say later.

"Boy, I like him very much, so I brought him to meet you. He is a very good person and has done a lot for my baby. My baby thinks, probably in this life, it will be... him."

Hearing this, Qi Yang's heart beat violently, what should he do with Feng Ninghan like this, his face was so hot that he could only cover his shame with his hands.

Qi Yang just stayed by Feng Ninghan's side like this, listening to Feng Ninghan say a lot, and when the first afterglow of sunset fell on the two of them, they knew it was time to leave.

The two stood on the cliff and watched for a while. The reddish yellow light on the horizon sandwiched the slightly blue sky, like the gorgeous colors splashed in a painting, blending into a masterpiece.

When he returned to the valley, Song Qi was still soaking in the pond, his indifferent appearance should have got the point.

Feng Ninghan sat on the newly made wooden bench, Qi Yang poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Feng Ninghan, and then sat opposite Feng Ninghan.

Feng Ninghan stared at the tea, and suddenly said, "Why is Emperor Yang so obsessed with me? I also care about what he said in the school ground...why did he know my mother?"

"Do you remember Fang Lu?"

Feng Ninghan thought carefully, and said, "At that time in Guyue, I seem to have heard Cang Shu say it."

Qi Yang remembered that Feng Ninghan had lost all five senses and was in a coma when he was in Jiezhou, so he didn't know some things about Fang Lu.

"Fang Lu is Gong Moyu's father—Gong Cheng."

Feng Ninghan thought carefully, Fang Lu, Fang Lu, Gong, and then figured out the connection.

Qi Yang continued, "At that time, Gong Cheng was killed on the river. In fact, he entered the palace with a different identity and worked as a guard in the palace. He was the former head of the palace family, and he was in the palace. Maybe he would know something."

Feng Ninghan nodded thoughtfully.

Qi Yang asked, "Do you want me to accompany you? Now that the order to catch snakes has been issued, many palace guards have also gone out to catch snakes. We can get the list of the palace guards and see if he is among the guards who leave the palace. If he comes out It’s already in the palace, it’s definitely safer to look for it outside the palace than inside the palace.”

Feng Ninghan smiled gently, "Don't worry about this matter, I want to... accompany you."

Qi Yang heard other meanings in some words, and he guessed that Feng Ninghan seemed to know the fact that he would not survive three months, but if Feng Ninghan didn't say anything, then he just pretended not to know that he knew.

If the facts are exposed, and the time spent together is wasted to be sad, he doesn't like to cry.Compared to this, he was more afraid of Feng Ninghan's guilt.

The reason why Feng Ninghan didn't mention it was because he knew Qi Yang's thoughts.The two are connected with each other, so there is no need to say anything.

"Okay, then we'll be together."

Feng Ninghan nodded.

……

There was movement in the pool, Song Qi suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the water, jumped to the ground lightly, leaned over and picked up a piece of clothing, put it on, and slapped Feng Ninghan with his palm, Feng Ninghan smiled and stood upright. Sitting in the seat, he didn't even look at Song Qi, the two palms intersected, and all of Song Qi's offensives were easily resolved by Feng Ninghan.

With the last palm, the two palms faced each other, a strong gas burst out from the palms of the two, Song Qi was shaken back a few steps, and Feng Ninghan moved slightly, then closed his palm and flicked his sleeves, Put your hands in front of your waist.

Song Qi steadied his pace, and ran to Feng Ninghan, "Master, I've realized, why can't I catch your palm for long?"

Feng Ninghan smiled, "If you can take over my moves just by comprehending them, then what's the point of practicing? Talent is one aspect, hard work is another aspect."

Song Qi scratched his head with a simple and honest look, "Hehe, the master is right, I just said it casually."

"Then I'm going to practice!"

"Go."

Song Qi smiled and ran away. At an innocent age, when he was supposed to be playful, he became a martial arts idiot. He had no other fun all day long. After finishing what Feng Ninghan ordered, he just practiced martial arts. practice martial arts.

Qi Yang looked at Song Qi dancing with his chin, and instantly recalled the scene when he was still in Changyang, the senior brother accompanied him to practice swords, and the senior sister recorded the scene.

It was the happiest time.

But since the brothers and sisters came out of Changyang one after another, and finally it was my turn, the happiness has become farther and farther away.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ninghan asked with concern when he saw Qi Yang's slightly worried expression.

Qi Yang gathered his thoughts back and looked at Feng Ninghan, "Thinking of the happy things in the past."

"Do you miss it?"

Qi Yang replied frankly, "A little bit."

The two of them didn't say much anymore, watching Song Qi dancing his sword there, he was familiar with every move, and he could retract and release it freely, which was the result of many days of hard work.

Qi Yang's chest began to ache again. He looked at Feng Ninghan and saw that he was not paying attention to himself, so he rubbed his chest with his hands, but the pain still couldn't be relieved at all.

Suddenly, Feng Ninghan turned to Qi Yang, Qi Yang didn't withdraw his hand abruptly, but put his hand on his heart naturally, Feng Ninghan didn't seem to notice Qi Yang's movement, and said to Qi Yang, "Eat some food tonight." What?"

The pain in Qi Yang's chest gradually turned from a dull pain to a stabbing pain. He tried to get rid of Feng Ninghan, so he held his stomach and pretended to be hungry, "Hey, I've eaten dry food for a few days, and I really want to eat something meaty."

Feng Ninghan pointed to the pond water, "The fish in the cold pond are pretty good, how about catching two fish, roasting one and stewing the other?"

Qi Yang wanted to push Feng Ninghan away, so he said, "The pheasant in the mountains should taste good."

Feng Ninghan smiled gently, "Okay, I understand." After finishing speaking, she took the cut-off water and walked away.

Cutting off water can not only be used to cut people, but also to catch pheasants when cutting trees.

Qi Yang watched Feng Ninghan go away, and when he was no longer in sight, he had endured to the extreme, the stinging pain had already transformed into a heart-piercing pain, the pain spread from the heart to the whole body, Qi Yang Adjusting his breathing, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then stooped into the wooden house and closed the door.

There was a puff of air in his chest, Qi Yang relaxed a little, the puff was not suppressed, and he began to cough violently, until his face flushed from coughing and he took a breath, he finally felt better.

Qi Yang leaned on the table and sat down. Before he could rest for a long time, he suddenly coughed up blood from his mouth. He had covered it with his hands as fast as possible, but the coughed up blood was too much, and the blood began to flow down his wrist. It kept dripping.

At this moment, he was flustered like never before. He dug out the package, took out the black clothes, wiped off the blood on his hands, and squatted on the ground to wipe the blood on the ground. The blood became more and more messy, and it was impossible to wipe it off.

Qi Yang felt exhausted for a while, and sat on the ground, unable to control himself and began to let go.

All the voices in his ears began to blur, and he felt his eyes gradually darken, until the sound of Feng Ninghan's footsteps came, he woke up suddenly, but before he could react, Feng Ninghan had already pushed the door to come in.

What should I do... this blood, how should I hide this blood...