It was quiet everywhere in Nanjiang Inn. Only the dead leaves that had never been cleaned in the courtyard were swirling in the courtyard with the night wind. The moonlight fell, and the ground was cold, shining on the blood stains on the corner of the stone table that could not be cleaned away. , slightly ferocious.
In the quiet midnight, a flute sound suddenly came from the house, and after a while, it became quiet again.
Nalan Fengjin muttered: "I don't want to go."
Nalan Xuyan smiled and said: "If you don't let me carry it, you will let me hug it. Should you let me carry it or let me hold it?!"
Nalan Fengjin was furious and said, "You won't let me down."
"Why are you tormenting yourself? Brother Chu said that your heart is damaged, so you'd better not torment yourself." Nalan Xuyan said.
Nalan Fengjin was speechless. What was wrong with him? Ever since he met these people, he had always been hurt. He deserved to be a princess. It was okay if he could not return to the imperial city. As a martial arts leader, he had to be controlled by others. unhappy. . .
Sitting under a pavilion, the autumn night wind was slightly cold, Nalan Fengjin couldn't help but shrink a little because of his injury after sitting for a long time. Nalan Xuyan sat next to her, blocking the wind.
The night wind blew by, and Nalan Fengjin smelled a light fragrance, which came from Nalan Xuyan's body. This smell was familiar and made her tired when she smelled it before, but today it made her feel a little distracted.
At this time, Nalan Fengjin suddenly said calmly: "These are troubled times. The emperor has been ill and has not been involved in political affairs for a long time. The political power has fallen into the hands of the imperial concubine Du and her family. The Du family secretly suppressed the Nalan royal family, which has long made the Nalan family dissatisfied. , the two sides have been moving frequently recently, and the situation in the government and the public is chaotic and unclear. Some local princes and kings saw that the world was about to be in chaos under the dictatorship of their foreign relatives, so they secretly accumulated troops or sought self-protection or hoped that the Qing monarch would have the strength to dominate the world. Local forces were divided. , the same is true in Lincheng now. I am beyond my reach in Tiandu, and you cannot act rashly in Lincheng."
Nalan Xuyan nodded: "I understand what you said. Thank you for your hard work, Ajin."
Nalan Xuyan's words were endless. Nalan Fengjin didn't answer and just looked at him. After a long time, Nalan Fengjin said: "It's just God's will. I have no choice."
Nalan Xuyan remained silent. He just picked up Nalan Fengjin again and strolled around.
Nalan Xuyan's entourage followed behind him. After a long time, someone couldn't help but stepped forward: "General, my subordinates can carry this girl for you."
With his eyes flickering, Nalan Xuyan's face flickered. He looked at the entourage kneeling on the ground and slowly replied word by word: "My wife, I will protect you."
Hearing this, a lot of brilliance suddenly bloomed in the dark and stubborn eyes of the subordinate. He straightened his waist and straightened up, and said loudly: "This subordinate is reckless. I don't know if I am the future general's wife. It is my subordinate who has overstepped. Please punish me, general!"
Nalan Xuyan's eyes were as dark as night, and he said: "Let me write it down first, you get up first."
"Yes." The subordinate accepted the punishment very willingly.
Taking a deep breath, the fragrance of flowers penetrated his limbs and bones. Nalan Fengjin closed his eyes and smiled slightly, feeling very good.
As the wind passed by, Nalan Xuyan's faint voice came with it: "Why did you suffer such serious injuries for him?"
Nalan Fengjin opened his eyes, looked at him, and asked doubtfully: "How do you know that I was injured because of him?"
Nalan Xu said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Of course I know. I knew it from the beginning."
Nalan Fengjin snorted: "Yeah."
Nalan Xuyan raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said: "I'm just curious, how could you risk your own life for him? I can't understand it. Do you really want to make him your concubine?!"
Seeing the malicious smile on Nalan Xuyan's lips, Nalan Fengjin felt a sense of displeasure in his eyes and couldn't help but sneer and said: "Ling Yinglie was poisoned by my autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Without me to detoxify him, He will definitely die, and he will have to suffer a lot of torture before he dies, so he doesn’t want to die, so he will follow me wherever I go. Besides..." Nalan Fengjin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he said this, and murmured: "I didn't expect that at the time. The strength of that man's palm was so powerful that I thought he was the one who was knocked away."
"How did he get poisoned?" Nalan Xuyan asked with a frown.
"He poisoned others and almost hurt me. I hurt him out of instinct." Nalan Fengjin frowned and replied.
As the sect leader of Phoenix Villa, I have never been so angry over the years. I don’t know what happened recently, but I am always the one who suffers.
There is always a bit of depression in my heart. After being depressed for too long, I want to find someone to talk to. Although Nalan Xuyan is not a friend, he is also the person he is most familiar with at the moment. I don’t know what kind of mood he feels, Nalan Fengjin At this moment, he easily revealed the secret that had been pressing in his heart for the past few days. Just a few words were enough to explain everything. He did not ask for understanding, help, or comfort. He even prepared to be beaten by Nalan Xuyan. Ready to laugh, he looked up, and happened to catch his gaze, and saw clearly his frown. There was no expected ridicule, but there was unexpected sadness. Nalan Fengjin felt in his heart There was a moment of doubt, and suddenly she couldn't bear the way he looked at her, so she turned her head away.
Seeing her like this, Nalan Xuyan withdrew his gaze with dark eyes, looking far into the distance, and no longer mentioned the matter just now.
Taking a deep breath, the morning breeze with the fragrance of flowers instantly penetrated his heart and spleen and flowed into his limbs and bones. He seemed to be suddenly interested, and he jumped up to the top of the mountain. The morning light reflected on him, and the pale yellow chrysanthemums all over the mountain were white under his feet. The mist floating in the fog made him look like a dream, his clothes were blown up by the wind, and waves were stirred up like clouds. When he looked back, he had an air of condescension and arrogance looking down at all things.
Nalan Fengjin was startled, this was Nalan Xuyan she had never seen before.
Only at this moment
Nalan Xuyan pulled out a soft sword from somewhere on his waist. For a moment, the light reflected from the sword frightened Nalan Fengjin, as if he saw an eagle spreading its wings deep in the sky behind him. , blooming wildly with brilliant colors, dazzling the eyes, shocking the world!
An idea suddenly flashed through Nalan Fengjin's mind, but he was too late to catch it.
Ambilight. The momentum is like a rainbow. Brave and heroic, the wind and clouds are surging.
The leaves all around were gathered by his sword energy, flying to his side and hovering around him. When people moved their swords, they bloomed with unparalleled light arrogantly, dazzling everyone's ears and eyes.
Nalan Fengjin had never seen this scene before in his life. He was stunned for a moment and murmured to himself: "Good sword. Good kung fu."
Until Nalan Xuyan sheathed his sword, his clothes fluttered on the top of the mountain, the mist lingered hazily under his feet, the leaves hovering in the air slowly scattered to the ground with the wind, the morning glow reflected on his face, and he looked like a king. But it has dissipated, her expression is as elegant and beautiful as this, but it is difficult to conceal the overwhelming aura, and she looks back at Nalan Fengjin.
At this moment, the silence in his heart suddenly shook, as if someone had touched his heartstrings, and Nalan Fengjin felt his mind go blank.
Everything was quiet around her, except for the sound of wind and the fragrance of flowers lingering on her nose. He stared at her, and she stared at him.
