Sufeng looked at the man dressed in white, standing thinly in the wind, but felt that for some reason, the bright moon he was looking up at was no longer the same as before. Although the light of the bright moon is not as hot as the sun, it moistens things silently.
Perhaps Fu Heng had become stronger without knowing it, but he just didn't know it. In fact, he is not his only support, on the contrary, he is his lifelong follower, he is his king, and he is his minister.
In such a large Hengwu country, they became exiled monarchs and ministers.
They are each other's salvation in life, and they are also each other's support in life. They are like tigers and wolves, clever at scheming, and decisive in killing. In this troubled world, they retain their sincerity for each other.
Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue drank the wine in their hands with worries in their hearts. They wondered how the two were talking at the moment.
Han Ziyue held the wine glass in her hand and asked Ye Zhenfeng: "Do you think His Majesty's coming this time will be able to untie the knot in the Regent's heart and resolve the past feud with him?"
Ye Zhenfeng shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. After all, there are too many troubles between them. It's not a matter of two people, but a matter of tens of millions of cavalry and a country."
Han Ziyue nodded thoughtfully, thinking that there are many difficult things between two simple people, let alone people of their status? If it is not resolved well, there will be wars and bloodshed.
She looked at the Chili people who were singing and dancing and carousing, and said: "They are all a group of simple people. Maybe simple people are more likely to feel happy, and this realm of life and death is the last piece of pure land Sufeng left for them, otherwise it would be impossible." There won’t be any carnival today!”
Ye Zhenfeng held her hand, looked at her and smiled: "Everything is cause and effect, just like you left the Nirvana Fire Lotus to me that day."
Han Ziyue was startled and said: "You... know everything."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Master has told me, Ziyue, you are so stupid... You gave me my life in exchange for it. From now on, I can only give you this life and my heart to repay you!"
Han Ziyue smiled slightly, feeling that the moonlight tonight was particularly beautiful, giving her a trance-like illusion.
No one expected that since the Realm of Life and Death would become their final shelter, they spent a beautiful and romantic time here. If they had no family and a country on their shoulders, they might be able to live happily ever after. But they all have their own responsibilities, and they cannot banish their lives for a long time.
The hillside is covered with purple mountain flowers. Night pillow wind and Han Ziyue sit on the hillside admiring the moon. Fireflies are flying all over the sky, seeming to slow down time.
Ye Zhenfeng was lying on the grass, his head resting on Han Ziyue's knees. Han Ziyue gently stroked his forehead with her hand, and her slender jade finger gently ran through his long hair.
She didn't know that Ye Zhenfeng's hair was so soft, and it felt like stroking a little lamb, so she couldn't help but brush it again, as if she was combing her pet's hair.
Ye Zhenfeng let her slender fingers run through her hair, raised her head slightly, and looked at Han Ziyue with her unruly eyes.
The two of them cuddled together, and the bonfire carnival at the foot of the hillside was still going on. The Chili people seemed to have endless dancing and endless drinking. Their lives were actually very simple, but a very simple life often made them happy. happiness.
Han Ziyue said: "Zhenfeng, I heard that Xiao Shence's army has retreated.
Imperial Capital, what do you think His Majesty will do next? "
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Your Majesty is the emperor of the Hengwu Kingdom after all. He will eventually go back. As for what method he will use to compete with the power of the Hengwu Kingdom, I don't know yet, but one thing is clear. He did not abide by the orders of the late emperor. The eldest prince Fu Qi, the second prince Fu Shan, the fourth prince Fu Yuan, and even the fugitive third prince Fu Xuan. Any one of them can take his place. The country he finally conquered , will come to naught.”
Han Ziyue said: "No matter how good the regent is to him, your majesty will never give up the country for the regent."
Ye Zhenfeng frowned in the wind and said, "How can Fu Heng turn the tide in this predicament? It's really difficult..."
Han Ziyue said: "Life is like a chess piece. If you make one mistake, the whole game will be lost. Your Majesty works step by step and takes every step steadily, so that he can win in danger many times and win the world... But what is his next move? "
Han Ziyue is wearing white clothes. Under the moonlight, her white hair is like flowing water, her white jade cheeks are revealed with a little lotus powder, her purple eyes are glowing with amber light, her eyes are flowing, and her light eyelashes are in the wind. Shivering slightly, the moonlight made her lips moist and soft. From the angle of the night pillow, she looked extremely gentle.
He stood up slowly and stared at her in the night wind. Her eyes trembled slightly and she asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
There was a bit of shyness in her purple eyes, and this seductive look like a fairy was really bringing disaster to the country and the people. If she didn't have some concentration, she wouldn't dare to look at her for a long time.
He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to lift her fair chin, and said, "Ziyue, you'd better restrain yourself from your seductive appearance!"
Ye Zhenfeng stood up, grabbed Fu Heng's slender waist, and suddenly pushed her down to the grass.
Han Ziyue is like a pool of spring water that melts when someone pushes it.
Her white hair was like silk, shining lightly in the moonlight. She lay like that, like a blooming white water lily, so beautiful that it was heart-stopping.
Ye Zhenfeng's unruly face blocked the moon in the sky. He leaned over and stared at Han Ziyue, his gentle lips pursed softly. Her lotus-white wrists were exposed outside the wide white sleeves, glowing as softly as white satin, and were breathtakingly beautiful.
Fireflies lit up the night sky gently, surrounding the two of them, while reeds fluttered and swirled in the wind.
The moonlight gently slipped into Han Ziyue's open skirt, and her smooth and white neck was exposed from the skirt. Her graceful neck trembled slightly in the cold night. At this moment, a touch of light pink red actually rose, showing through The fragrance like white lotus is reflected in Ye Zhenfeng's eyes at a glance.
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes were looking at her with no cover, and Han Ziyue felt that his eyes were like fire at the moment, and everything he touched was inexplicably hot.
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes were fixed on her lips, which were covered with a thin layer of water. The lips were like red and slightly blooming petals, and the faint fragrance lingered, making him confused and fascinated.
Han Ziyue raised her delicate and white snowy neck, and was about to say something, when his lips had already touched hers domineeringly, blocking the next words she wanted to say.
The wild wind blew wantonly, and the hazy night was finally overturned by the moonlight, scattering lovesickness all over the place.
Riverside.
The vast green grass on the hillside beside the river was blown by the night wind, forming a gentle posture and falling to one side.
The river water becomes gentle at night, and a bright moon is reflected on the river. The waves are sparkling and the blue waves are elongated, making the moon's reflection look like a dream. A few fireflies were sparsely circling on the water, like scattered stars.
A wooden corridor stretched out from the reeds. Sufeng stood at the end of the wooden corridor, looking at the distant sky. His black and blue Chili clothes were fluttering in the wind, making him look even stronger and taller. Her honey-brown pigtails hung behind her back, and the two blue feathers on her head sparkled in the moonlight.
His profile was absolutely beautiful, and in the dark blue night, he looked like a god. Just facing the wind like that, thinking deeply.
He also knew that what was in front of him was a dead end. As time went by, the number of days Fu Heng could stay here was limited. What could they do next?
The chess pieces of the world's layout were criss-crossed, black and white, slowly rising in his heart. Thousands of iron cavalry trample the territory, the vast yellow sand, but all that stands in front of them is a dead end.
When the two gears of destiny come together, they have the ability to change their destiny. They can stop fate or destroy the world.
Suddenly, a few drops of cold river water splashed on his cheek, which immediately messed up his thoughts.
He only heard the sound of the river behind him. He turned around and saw Fu Heng sitting on the wooden porch, stacking the hem of his white robe with his hands, playing barefoot in the water.
The white clothes on Fu Heng's body may seem simple, but they are extremely luxurious. The white brocade is embroidered with silver hidden threads only found in imperial families, which can be vaguely seen when walking around. Now, with the swing of his feet, the dark silver thread flashed with a fleeting silver light.
The river water was slightly cold, and strands of cold water ran across the instep of his feet. His feet were beautiful, covered with a thin layer of moonlight, and glowed as softly as white satin.
The white and delicate toes gently paddled in the water, causing ripples. The water suddenly sparkled, breaking the bright moon reflected in the water.
Fu Heng turned to look at him and said with a smile: "What is our regent thinking about? Why is he so absorbed!"
Su Feng looked down at his naughty appearance, folded his arms, raised his eyebrows, and said uninhibitedly: "Ha! His majesty Heng Wuguo actually did such a thing, it is best not to let the old ministers in the court do it. See it, otherwise you will be furious!"
Fu Heng smiled and didn't care about this. At this moment, he didn't have any shadow of His Majesty the Emperor. He was simply a naughty elf who accidentally wandered into this place.
The white reeds slid gently in the wind, making a rustling sound. The breeze ruffled his long white hair, and an innocent smile appeared on his face. His white canine teeth were exposed, and his clear eyes were brighter than the sky. The galaxy is even more beautiful.
Su Feng thought to himself that the beauty in the world is not like the smile of His Majesty the Emperor. The so-called smile can conquer the world, it’s nothing more than this. Sufeng thought to himself that he was really possessed by ghosts!
He slowly walked to his side, knelt on one knee, and the whip behind him gently fell from his chest. He looked up at Fu Heng. His eyes were staring at the king in front of him, but sadness could not help but slowly creep into his eyes.
Fu Heng looked at him and said: "Where did that arrogant and unruly man go? I don't like to see you in such pain... You are Gu's regent! The backbone of Hengwu World, How can you be so weak?"
