Loss and guilt were intertwined. Her eyes were closed and opened again, as if she was wandering between dreaming and waking up. The night was endless. After being locked up for two days, there was no movement from Cang Teng. The person she served for has been waiting for a long time.
If he didn't come to save her, would he have forgotten her? However, if he never remembered her, how could he forget her? I'm afraid he never left even a fleeting shadow of her in his heart!
As for her father, she knew that he must have paid a huge price to save her life. The day before yesterday, Zheng Xiaohan sent someone to take her father outside the yard. He only glanced at her from a distance, and after confirming that she was safe and sound, he was urged to leave.
She had always thought that agreeing to come to Yingzhi was just her own business, but she did not want to implicate the Zhou family. If she chose again, she would rather stay in Cangteng, no matter what her status, even if she was just a disgraced palace maid.
, existing in a more humble status, being able to see him often may also be a blessing.
My mind is ups and downs, like a tree floating on water, I can't help myself, I can't go back to yesterday, my fingers are also moving dexterously with the blue satin cloth, a complicated flower is piled up layer by layer, wrapped around the delicate white ankle, as if cautiously
Keep its bound object.
"Bang." A strong wind blew past, and the door of Xisang Hall suddenly closed. At the same time, a small hole suddenly appeared on the roof of the hall above the left side of the door, and a figure in black was holding a man.
The woman in purple rushed out from the top of the palace, glanced around quickly, and when her eyes touched the five swordsmen who had already drawn their swords under the tree, she couldn't help but speed up and hurried towards the west of the palace.
"Chase!" Several swordsmen exclaimed, rushing forward and following closely behind. At the same time, sword rays continued to strike at the man in black, twinkling and intertwining, forming an airtight heaven and earth.
.
"Zhou Wanjia has been rescued, come here quickly!" The sweeping servant in gray clothes in the courtyard shouted in a hoarse voice to the Dingyu Tower. The swordsman in the Dingyu Tower heard the movement in Xisang Hall, and
Many of them came out of the pavilion and were about to draw their swords and attack them. When they heard the servant's call, the remaining thirty or so swordsmen who were not practicing martial arts or performing tasks in the martial arts hall rushed out and chased after them with their swords drawn.
The sweeping servant threw away the broom, huddled up in a ball, covered his face with one hand with his wide sleeves, and pointed in the direction of the figure in black with one hand. His voice was hoarse and trembling, "Quick, chase, go... report to the king."
Like a flock of black rocs flying over, a shadow moved quickly, sweeping across the courtyard, passing the still eaves of the palace, and quickly disappeared where the western part of the palace meets the mountains.
A white shadow flashed in the cave of Xisang Hall. Fengyuan sank down and floated in the middle of the hall. His folding fan was unfolded halfway, covering his mouth and nose. His usually indifferent eyes emitted a little light. For the time being, he ignored the purple-clothed woman on the soft couch and spun around.
He bent his body and looked around, his pupils slightly narrowed, and his eyes scanned carefully, as if to see through what mechanism was hidden.
Wanjia was just wondering where the sound of the door closing and the hole in the palace came from. Then she heard the noise of people outside and thought something had happened in the Eagle Palace. Now she saw Feng Yuan entering the Xisang Palace, and she suddenly understood the reason.
But she didn't expect that the person who came to save her was actually him who was aloof from the world. While she was surprised, a complicated mystery arose in her heart.
She stared at the handsome man in the air and said softly, "You are very thoughtful. The mechanism may be poison, but..."
When Feng Yuan turned around to face her, his face was already a little blue from holding back. However, his eyes were clear and not disordered at all. His white clothes were like snowflakes piled up, and the skirts of his clothes were as fluttering as the snow on the edges was blown away by the wind. Above the folding fan
His eyes were silently expecting her to finish her words.
A trace of unbearability flashed in Wanjia's eyes, and she waved to him, "Come here, come here quickly."
The man in white clothes passed by like a shadow, and she didn't have time to blink. Feng Yuan had already come to the bedside, leaning over to look at her. His face turned pale and his brows were slightly frowned. She knew that he could no longer hold it in any longer. After a few seconds of hesitation,
, one hand took away the folding fan that covered his face, and the other hand wrapped around his waist. Feng Yuan did not refuse, but his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were inexplicably deep for a moment.
Wanjia stood up quickly with the help of her strength, closed her eyes, put her red and soft lips against the thin lips with the most perfect arc, inserted the tip of her tongue, pried open his teeth, and continuously transported the breath into his mouth.
The moment their lips met, Feng Yuan's body stiffened slightly. He soon realized what she was doing, and relaxed, letting the breath flow through his throat, lungs, and throughout his body.
Although the poisonous gas adhered to the surface of the skin, it still produced some negative effects.
He stared at the slightly trembling eyelashes and eyelids, and his heart ached, imagining how she was struggling in her heart. She was the daughter of the richest merchant in the wilderness, but she was willing to come to the Eagle and risk her life to be a maid.
It's not that he didn't know the reason. However, in order to save his life, she gave him her first kiss and betrayed her original intention of emotion. She must not be so willing?
Fengyuan slowly raised his hand, trying to wrap his arms around her slender waist. If he didn't have the opportunity in the future, this was the only chance to touch her. However, he put his hand down after all. At the same time, the breath
It flows all over the body like a spring breeze and drizzle, seeming to melt away all the filthy things.
Wan Jia gently pushed him away, her soft and charming face flushed. She lowered her eyes and stared at the blue satin flowers on her ankles. Her voice was softer than before, "Cut off this ribbon, and we can
You have to go out as soon as possible, Zheng Xiaohan is not that easy to deceive."
Fengyuan's pale face regained its original handsomeness. He stared at the top of Wanjia's black hair with ink splashing down his head. There was a different color rippling in his eyes. After hearing her say this, he suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here.
The unfolded part of the folding fan closed with a "click". She leaned down and saw a blue ribbon tied around her ankle, clustered into a unique and elegant flower. The ribbon extended into the cracks of the bricks, and she didn't know where it ended.
Feng Yuan's fingers gently picked up the ribbon beside the delicate white ankle, rubbed it with his thumb a few times, his expression changed, and he whispered, "Hey!"
The silence outside the palace gate was a bit ominous. Zheng Xiaohan's palace was complex and unpredictable, and could appear at any time. When he was sure what the object in his hand was, a chilling thought flashed through his mind.
Wan Jia's heart sank, "My martial arts skills are not inferior to those of Shu Zhen when he was still alive, but I still can't cut them with 100% of my internal strength. I don't know what's going on with this ribbon."
Fengyuan said solemnly, "This is called Silkworm Xuanlian. It is made from thousand-year-old ice silk mixed with black iron water, then mixed with frost hibiscus pulp and blue dye, and finally attached to a high-quality ribbon. Even the snow
Even the Lin Dao and the Black Lin Sword cannot cut it."
Wanjia was startled. Could it be that she had to be imprisoned in this deserted palace all her life and become a tool for Zheng Xiaohan to extort his father's wealth? A sense of desolation suddenly enveloped her heart, but she just smiled faintly and said, "Just leave, you can save the family anyway."
If you can't help me, it's not worth risking your life."
Feng Yuan frowned and did not answer. He let go of Can Xuan Lian, moved his slender hands forward, and grasped the jade ankles. A numbness spread from the warm spot in his palms throughout his body, and Wanjia's face turned red again.
, and at the same time there was a trace of anger, how dare he...? Besides, under such circumstances, he...
Her foot struggled twice but was held tighter by him. Fengyuan bent down and lowered his head, seeming to be staring at her ankle, as if in a trance. Wanjia became even more angry. She was about to push him away when she suddenly heard a moment of silence.
After a while he said, "Miss Zhou, there is no way to gain freedom, but it will be very painful. Are you willing?"
Wanjia was startled and subconsciously turned her gaze to her ankles. Her body trembled slightly. She didn't dare to imagine it. She didn't dare to imagine it at all...
Feng Yuan raised his head, with a solemn look in his eyes, but full of sincerity and enthusiasm, "Miss Zhou, if you choose freedom and don't dislike it, Feng Yuan is willing to take care of you for the rest of your life."
Wanjia's face turned pale, her lips tightened, and she shook her head in pain. She was a person who pursued perfection. How could she bear the blow of being disabled? Now that things were going on, she could consider Feng Yuan, but how could she ruin his life for the sake of freedom?
?
Feng Yuan still didn't let go of her ankle, his eyes were distant, "Miss Zhou, you are the key to the monarch's next plan. Being out of this cage will be of great benefit to Cang Teng. Secondly, the Zhou family will be able to get rid of Zheng Xiaohan.
Restraint. This is the second time that Fengyuan has asked for your opinion. If you really don't want to, Fengyuan will naturally not force you and leave immediately."
Sweat broke out on Wanjia's forehead. She bit her lower lip tightly, blood seeping out from between her teeth. She suppressed the mist in her eyes from turning into round dewdrops. She stared hard at those deep eyes.
In his eyes, what appears on the surface is responsibility and confidence, but what is hidden behind is a faint pain. He was originally a detached, free and easy-going man, but is he looking like this just for her?
A sense of security arose in my heart, as if with him, I didn't have to worry about anything, and I had nothing to fear. With a heartache, I finally nodded.
As if it was a bit unexpected, but also as if it was expected, there were stars twinkling in Fengyuan's eyes. He loosened his hand a little and gently stroked his slender wrist, "Wanjia, it may hurt a little, but I will accompany you in the pain.
"The look in his eyes suddenly sank into the abyss, and he hit her jade pillow with a folding fan in his hand. When she fell down, she suddenly tightened her ankles and folded them hard. At that moment, there was a half-blow, half-crisp sound.
The pain in his heart was unbearable, and his whole body was so weak that he was almost paralyzed.
Blood spattered and instantly wet his face. He trembled and sucked in the direction of the bedroom. The pink curtain flew towards the soft couch and happened to cover her broken feet. He controlled his reason and quickly
He bandaged her feet, stuffed the severed feet into his arms, hugged her and carried her towards the hole.
"Ha...it's just a small trick to lure a tiger away from the mountain, and it's an attempt to deceive this king? How can anyone in Canxuan Lian do it?" Outside Xisang Hall, a clear and sharp voice cut through the silence like a sharp sword, followed by a burst of noise,
Zheng Xiaohan was not the only one who came.
Feng Yuan's heart sank, he held the unconscious woman in his arms tightly with one hand, unfolded the folding fan with a "click" sound, and cut away at the four large red lacquer pillars and the green wall. A circle of light blue-black light spread out quickly like ink,
A gap that was difficult to discern with the naked eye appeared in the middle of the red pillar. The folding fan folded with a "swish" sound, and with a force sucked inward, the red pillar and the green wall collapsed. There was a "ka-ka" sound as the crossbar broke, and the hall collapsed suddenly.
Down, fragments of glazed tiles fell one after another.
At the same time, the outer edge of the folding fan flashed with green light, and the hand holding the fan used all his strength to strike straight towards the back of the main hall. A hole suddenly appeared among the falling debris. Fengyuan seized the opportunity,