Tread thousands of dust

Yin Nihong sneaked into Prince Wei Bin's mansion, and entered a door with ease.

Jiang Zhi was taking off her makeup and hair, while Yin Nihong sat weakly at the table, breathing heavily.

She sneered: "I said earlier, you will not succeed."

Yin Nihong's expression changed: "I have been exposed, and the palace is not safe."

Jiang Zhi loosened instantly, her long hair fell down, looking extremely terrifying: "What did you say?"

Yin Nihong seemed to be thinking, but also seemed to regret: "It has nothing to do with you, don't worry, I won't come again in the future."

Jiang Zhi turned into an indifferent attitude: "Huh, you are a useless trash anyway, and you still want to get close to Mo Fengyi?"

Yin Nihong got up quickly, and grabbed Jiang Zhi's throat with his hands: "I advise you to keep your mouth shut, otherwise you should be able to imagine how I will deal with you."

Jiang Zhi struggled hastily, the man let go, and she took a few breaths: "Your plan has nothing to do with me, anyway, allowing you to stay by my side for so long is already the bottom line of my tolerance."

Yin Nihong wanted to say something, when she heard a knock on the door: "Sister, are you asleep?"

It's Jiang Mang, she's staying at the palace tonight.

Jiang Zhi signaled Yin Nihong to hide, and she got up to open the door.

"Aman, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Jiang Mang entered the door happily: "The prince is not here today, let me accompany you."

Jiang Zhi said nervously: "It's so late, no need."

Jiang Mang was reluctant: "We used to be together in Nanshi, sister, I still want to be with you."

Jiang Mang's innocent face made Jiang Zhi helpless, but she still insisted: "Amang, my sister is married, you have to understand the rules."

Jiang Mang pursed his lips, unable to hide his disappointment.

Jiang Zhi had no choice but to comfort her again: "Good sister, go back and rest."

Jiang Mang didn't want to pester her anymore, so he had to say to her, "Okay, sister, go to bed early."

After that, he left sadly.

Yin Nihong came out from behind the screen: "Tsk tsk tsk, what a good sister, she still misses her sister."

Jiang Zhi sat down angrily: "If it wasn't for you, Aman wouldn't have to leave."

Yin Nihong couldn't help laughing out loud: "Even if I'm not here, you won't let her stay, don't use me as a shield, I'm not your silly sister."

Jiang Zhi didn't bother to argue with her, and said again: "You and I don't cross the river, and we will never communicate with each other again."

Yin Nihong's eyes widened, and he said seriously: "Jiang Zhi, I sometimes think, don't you really hate it?"

Jiang Zhi glared at her, her eyes burning like torches: "What did you say?"

"Your sister Jiang Mang was revered as a goddess in the southern style, and everyone liked her. In Beiyi, she was also the princess who was loved by thousands of people, and you quietly became a pawn in the marriage. No one ever thought of it." Don't you really hate your feelings?" Yin Nihong said, her words were gentle and warm, but every word pierced Jiang Zhi's heart like a needle.

Jiang Zhi calmed down: "Don't try to provoke, the relationship between Beiyi and Nanshi is very good now."

Yin Nihong seemed to hear some joke: "Really? It's really interesting. I think it's dirty to give away two daughters in exchange for a relationship. Your Nanshi is worthy of guarding Beiyi."

Jiang Zhi wanted to refute, but found that he was no match for this woman anyway.

Yin Nihong was very good at manipulating people's hearts. She leaned down and whispered in Wang Hao's ear, "Don't worry, you know what you should do."

Mo Fengyi rubbed his sore head and walked into the archery field.

Xun Can asked, "What's wrong?"

After sending Ling Ziming away, he said: "I had a nightmare again last night."

Xun Can looked nervous: "It's still that dream?"

Mo Feng nodded feebly, his lips turned white.After he woke up last night, he tossed and turned, and when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the cold bottomless pool.

Xun Can supported his arm and prepared to pull him away: "Then don't shoot arrows today, just rest aside."

Mo Fengyi pulled his hand away: "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well."

Xun Can still pulled him aside and sat down first, and asked worriedly: "Why are you afraid of water? You obviously liked swimming when you were young."

Mo Feng looked around to confirm that there was no one around and said: "I think it may be because of Zi Ming."

Xun Can wondered: "Is she afraid of water?"

Mo Fengyi didn't know how to confirm this question, so he simply said to Xun Can: "Do you know Ziming's parents? They are Jianzhou governor Ling Zhaohuan and his wife Luo Qingqing."

Xun Can nodded affirmatively. Ling Zhaohuan was a well-known good official who governed Jianzhou back then, and everyone from all over the world praised him.

"Ling Zhaohuan and his wife both drowned in the Jianzhou flood that year."

Xun Can also knew this, so he asked again: "What about Zi Ming? Is she drowning too?"

Mo Fengyi affirmed: "Yes, but she was not washed away by the flood. At that time, my father and I rescued the villagers together. We waited for four days for the water to recede before we could follow the river to see if there were any survivors. Later we I found the only surviving little girl in the shallows downstream, and she is Zi Ming...I still remember how she held on to the vines in the water, and my father cut off the vines to carry her out of the shallows."

Xun Can was surprised: "She is still alive like that?"

Mo Fengyi chuckled: "Yeah, what a tenacious little girl, even her parents couldn't bear the huge torrent. After dealing with the matter in Jianzhou, my father brought her back to Panxiao However, not only did she suffer severe physical injuries, she was also unconscious, often talking nonsense, and had a persistent high fever. That's why my father sent her to Suhui Pavilion to practice martial arts to strengthen her body."

"Your father, didn't you want her to practice martial arts?"

Mo Fengyi nodded: "Yeah, Ziming's foundation is not good and her body is weak. My father thinks she is not suitable. I didn't expect that she would like to practice martial arts very much. She begged to go to Suhui Pavilion, but it's okay. Her health is much better, and her martial arts practice is also good."

Xun Can thought about it and asked again: "So Zi Ming is afraid of water because he drowned when he was young?"

Mo Fengyi bit his lip and murmured: "I'm actually not sure, but I know Zi Ming very well. Although she doesn't respond to things like bathing and washing, she is a little scared when she is near the well by the river and will stay away." , I can see it."

Xun Can raised his eyebrows curiously and said, "How do you know what she looks like in the shower?"

Mo Feng was so angry that he patted him again: "What are you thinking? Can you focus on the key points?"

Xun Can regained his composure: "So you think it's because Zi Ming is afraid, you've been affected, and you're also afraid of water?"

Mo Fengyi sighed: "Otherwise, I can't find any reason why I would be afraid of water, and there is a basis for this conjecture, and I have even asked some doctors."

Xun Can had no choice but to accept his reason, but he still felt that something was wrong: "But even if you are afraid of water, it has nothing to do with your dream. Could it be that those hands are Ziming?"

Speaking of this, Mo Fengyi also became worried. He really needs to understand the root cause so that he can figure out a way to stop having nightmares, but he doesn't know why, but those hands are definitely not Ling Ziming.

Seeing that he was struggling, Xun Can had no choice but to change the subject: "Then Zi Ming...does he know that he is afraid of water?"

But Mo Fengyi became distressed again: "You should know, after all, she was drowning, and she also consciously didn't get close to the water, but...she didn't fear, or she didn't run away, sometimes she could play with water... ..Usually we don’t have much contact with water, so we don’t pay much attention.”

Xun Can reminded him: "Then pay more attention, and don't arouse her fear of water, it may be uncomfortable."

Mo Fengyi nodded affirmatively. It seems that they still haven't figured out the reason for this dream, so he can only continue to suffer.

Xun Can said softly, "Does this dream bother you? Did you just tell me?"

Mo Fengyi simply didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "Don't you know?"

Xun Can smiled imperceptibly: "Let me help you."

"How can I help? Could it be that you came to the Mo Mansion to sleep with me?" He blurted out without thinking, and wanted to slap himself after he finished speaking. What are you talking about?Mo Fengyi, are you crazy?

But Xun Can asked seriously: "Sleeping with you, can you not dream?"

How did Mo Fengyi know this? He wanted to ask him "Do you want to try?" but he didn't dare to say it, because he didn't know what Xun Can would say, and he didn't know if he would be satisfied with the answer.

Mo Fengyi was still in a daze, Xun Can called him: "Don't think about it, I'll introduce you to a doctor later, let me show you."

Mo Fengyi tried his best to ignore the discomfort in his heart, forced a smile to respond to him and said yes.

Speechless for a moment, it was Shu Qiyun who called the two of them to shoot arrows, and Mo Fengyi finally realized and stood up.

Of course Xun Can and Shu Qiyun hit every shot, Kun Tongyao was almost driven mad by the tense bowstring, begging Xiang Qianrong to teach him, and Xiang Qianrong was so annoyed that he was about to shoot him with an arrow.

Ling Ziming stood next to Mo Fengyi and set up the arrow for him, watching him draw the bow and release the arrow, ten rings steadily.

She was about to applaud when she heard:

"it is good!"

Wen Yanhuai walked towards them, clapping his hands while sighing: "That's right, the posture is right, the arrows are shot accurately, and the shoulders are still steady, it's rare, I just say you are not simple."

As he said that, he stepped forward to pat Mo Fengyi's waist: "The lower body is still not solid enough, don't shake when you shoot the arrow."

The moment Mo Fengyi was touched, he shuddered and walked away, and smiled as a cover and said, "I'm not used to being touched by others, so you can just say it."

Wen Yanhuai said disdainfully: "It's not from a girl's house, what are you afraid of?" But he still listened to Mo Fengyi's words and didn't touch him again, and said to the guard behind him: "Bring my overlord bow, this recurve bow is too It’s so light that it’s impossible to see his true strength.”

It seemed that Wen Yanhuai was following him, and Mo Fengyi was secretly speechless in his heart.

That Overlord Bow is not something that ordinary people dare to use. The body of the bow weighs at least twenty catties. Ordinary people can't even lift the bow and draw it. The knife, and it can be retracted freely in the hand, he can bear this kind of weight.

He took the Overlord's Bow and continued to pose, Wen Yanhuai told the guards again: "Keep the target farther away."

Mo Fengyi smiled helplessly: "General Wen, do you have to embarrass me?"

Wen Yanhuai smiled embarrassedly, Mo Fengyi released the arrow while speaking, of course it was the ten ring, even the arrow pierced the target, which shows that he is very powerful.

The princes who practiced arrows next to them were all stunned. Wen Yanhuai once asked them to try the Overlord Bow, and only three of them could pull it, namely the crown prince, Xiang Qianrong and Xun Can, and the rest dared not even think about it.

Mo Feng moved his chin differently, and gave Xun Can a wink look.

The more Wen Yanhuai looked at it, the more he was satisfied, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this child was going to be his own, and no one should snatch it away.

After finally sending Wen Yanhuai away, Mo Fengyi came to teach Ling Ziming how to draw the bow.

Ling Ziming pursed his mouth and teased: "Does your arm hurt?"

Mo Fengyi was seen through by her, and he couldn't help sighing that she really knew himself too well, and nodded her forehead and said: "Don't talk about the dead girl, when the arrow was fired, the right shoulder was numb."

Ling Ziming smiled brightly: "I knew it, let you show off."

"Of course, face is still important." Mo Fengyi rubbed his arms and shoulders. It had been a long time since he held such a heavy weapon, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

Shu Qiyun came over and said, "Mo Fengyi, you are very good."

Mo Feng thanked him differently, and said to Xun Can behind him, "How is it? Am I good?"

Xun Can smiled and nodded.

Seeing Ling Ziming drawing the bow, Shu Qiyun couldn't help saying: "Miss Ziming, raise your right shoulder again."

Ling Ziming did as he did, and Shu Qiyun couldn't help but put his hand on her arm: "Pull the bow a little more."

She moved but did not speak, and Mo Fengyi was also silent.

"Let go." Shu Qiyun gave her the order.

As soon as the arrow comes out, there are nine rings.

Ling Ziming looked back at Shu Qiyun in surprise, and the man also smiled and said, "Very good."

Shu Qiyun confirmed the moment she turned her head and smiled at him, that he liked the girl's smile and the way she practiced martial arts. She was so heroic that one couldn't help but focus all her attention on her. She was the only woman in the whole archery field. Her skill is as dazzling as her appearance.

Mo Fengyi and Xun Can silently retreated to the back, he sat down and sighed: "Oh, the girls are not allowed to stay."

Xun Can was amused by him.

"It was originally, look at her, how could she ever smile at me like that." Mo Fengyi looked at the pair of Bi people in front of him, but he was actually quite happy. After all, Shu Qiyun was very good, and he felt that he was worthy of Zi Ming.

Xun Can also felt that the prince was very happy today, surrounded by many women, all kinds of flowers, but Shu Qiyun only really smiled when he saw Ling Ziming.

Chengdong Teahouse, Liuyun Pavilion.

Ling Ziming poured out the water for the last time, and filled Mo Fengyi's teacup.

He just took a sip and asked, "How does it feel to practice archery with him in the morning?"

Ling Ziming poured the tea with a shaking hand, almost spilling it.

"It's nothing." She tried her best to keep her voice steady, and Mo Fengyi could sense her uneasiness and depression.

He put down the teacup, and asked seriously, "Is he alright?"

Ling Ziming shook her head: "It has nothing to do with him, it's just us..." She smiled helplessly, "Impossible."

Mo Fengyi frowned and said, "How can it be impossible for a man to have love and a woman to be interested?"

Ling Ziming pretended to be emotional: "He is a prince, how can I be worthy?"

Mo Fengyi was about to be laughed out of anger, he stared at the person opposite who poured tea by himself.

Ling Ziming felt uncomfortable when he saw him: "What? Am I wrong?"

Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes: "Put it down, I believe what other people say, you? You are Ling Ziming, do you think you are not good enough for him?"

Ling Ziming: "But this is the truth."

Mo Fengyi took a deep breath, and said angrily, "If you talk to me like that again, you'll think I'm asking for nothing. What do you think?"

Ling Ziming put down her hand and stroked her knee. She knew very well that she had no feelings for Shu Qiyun, she just wanted to quit earlier before she got too deep.

"I can't compete with the princess."

Mo Fengyi frowned: "Jiang Mang?"

Ling Ziming nodded silently.

"She likes the prince?" Mo Fengyi paused, "What does that have to do with you?"

Ling Ziming said of course: "She is my friend."

Mo Feng looked at her in disbelief, with a sense of sarcasm: "So you are going to give up your lifelong affairs because of such a girl you just met? My good sister, you are so kind."

Ling Ziming tore at the corner of his clothes and said, "Of course I wouldn't say that to other people, but Jiang Mang is the best person I know in the imperial city. If she likes her, I don't want to grab her. What's more ...Actually, I just have a slight liking for the prince, and according to my status, it is impossible for me to have a chance." Her voice became weaker and weaker, and she couldn't even hear clearly at the end.

Mo Feng suddenly understood: "Well, from now on, you don't see him again, it's over once and for all."

"elder brother...."

Mo Feng said sharply: "Girl, it's not in your nature to be timid and timid. It's not in your nature to entangle. Either fight or let go. Don't procrastinate and leave others unnecessary thoughts."

Ling Ziming lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If it is so simple to make a decision, I don't have to worry about it."

"Then tell me, what are you going to do? If you want to be with Shu Qiyun, tell Jiang Mang, at worst, you compete with each other, or stay far away from Shu Qiyun, lest you get deeper and deeper." Mo Fengyi said With arms folded, he quietly looked at the girl bowing her head in front of her.

Ling Ziming sighed, so sleepy that Mo Fengyi felt a little distressed: "Brother, in fact, I have already decided to stay away from him."

Mo Fengyi raised his eyes and said angrily: "Then why are you practicing arrows with him in the morning? Why give him the feeling that he has a chance?"

"Actually, you don't know, I didn't tell you, he often writes to me, I never replied, I thought he had given up... In the morning, he insisted on being with me, and I can't make him in public Push it away." Ling Ziming's complexion was getting worse and worse, and she was even angry with herself.

Mo Fengyi was helpless: "But even if you give up, it doesn't mean that Jiang Mang can marry him."

Mo Fengyi really didn't want to see Ling Ziming procrastinating. Although his feelings were unclear, only he knew what he felt in his heart, and Ling Ziming had to make a timely choice.

Ling Ziming said softly: "At least, I don't have to feel like I have robbed her of the person she has loved for three years. Brother, she is a good girl. She told me that she likes the prince early in the morning. She is sincere and frank. I believe she is sincere." , I didn't know the prince earlier than her, and I didn't like her as deeply as her."

Mo Feng said with a serious expression: "Then you should tell Shu Qiyun plainly that it is impossible for you."

Ling Ziming opened her mouth, and then said seriously: "I understand, don't worry." She knew very well that this procrastination would not be good for anyone, Jiang Mang would misunderstand her, and Shu Qiyun would misunderstand her too, cutting the mess quickly is the best of.

Mo Feng frowned impatiently and said, "I don't want to see you being wronged."

Ling Ziming shook his head, squeezed out a smile and said: "I'm fine, it's just that I was a little... entangled before, and now I won't."

Xun Can and Shu Qiyun came in at this time.

Mo Fengyi was surprised, not worried about what they heard, but worried that Ling Ziming would be difficult to do, but Shu Qiyun and Xun Can didn't respond at all, it seemed that they didn't hear.

Shu Qiyun was really angry. He sat down and drank his tea in one gulp, and said angrily, "I really didn't expect the Hanna people to be so arrogant."

Mo Feng turned his eyes towards Xun Can, and when he didn't reply, he asked Shu Qiyun: "What's wrong? Didn't you go to the palace to see the emperor?"

The other party drank another cup and said in a low tone: "Father told me that he has been negotiating with people from the mission these days. Those people agreed not to invade the border of Beiyi again, but there is one condition."

Mo Feng was curious: "What conditions?"

Shu Qiyun clenched the teacup tightly, as if about to crush it, but let go of it unhappily: "Let Tao Crazy Zun go."

Mo Fengyi looked bewildered, and Xun Can finally spoke:

"It's the General Hanna who was imprisoned for 14 years. No one knows his name, but his surname is Tao, and people in Hanna call him Mad Zun."

Mo Fengyi laughed disdainfully: "Crazy madman, noble one? What kind of name is that?"

Xun Can then continued: "I don't know about this, I only heard from the seniors in the army that he was very powerful. He was invincible with one enemy and a hundred. He made a lot of contributions to the expansion of Hannai's territory. Hannai people respect him as an eternal hero. God of War, if Beiyi sent troops to suppress him 14 years ago and captured him alive, I'm afraid he would be our confidant now."

Ling Ziming was puzzled: "He is so powerful, wouldn't letting him go back to Hannai mean letting the tiger go back to the mountain? Why did you imprison him when you caught him instead of killing him?"

Shu Qiyun replied to her: "It's because of his power that Han Nai's God of War is imprisoned in Beiyi, which can severely deter other countries. Moreover, he is too important, and he has made a lot of contributions to Han Nai. When the father left him, he knew the general One day Hanna will come to ask for someone, just to keep a handle."

Mo Feng asked tentatively: "The emperor has made a decision?"

Shu Qiyun shook his head in disappointment: "Father is also very entangled, but according to the meaning of the Hanna mission, if they don't let people go, they are likely to start a war."

Ling Ziming was surprised: "Will you not hesitate to start a war for a general? It is also possible that after 14 years, this person is no longer useful?"

Xun Can pondered and replied: "He has been chained for the past 14 years. Who knows how good his martial arts are? Besides, Hanna has been recharging his energy for so many years, but at this time, he wants someone. I think this is just an excuse. Maybe they I just want to take back Tongzhou."

Shu Qiyun nodded in agreement: "Father also thinks so, worried that even if we let them go, they will start a war, then we will be very passive."

Mo Fengyi rolled his eyes: "I don't think so. Hanna needs a reputation, and she shouldn't be so impulsive. After all, Beiyi is not easy to mess with."

He thought about it, and then said: "Maybe this general is not only strong in martial arts? It's not because of his ability that Hanna wants to save him. Maybe the king of Hanna and the people of Hanna love him very much, or he has some secrets. Let Hanna He has to be saved, otherwise he has been in Beiyi for 14 years and it will be too difficult, if I want to die, I will not suffer such humiliation."

But no one knows why, it's not up to them to decide.