Politics and Non-Politics - Desire

The night is like a tulle, and the boundless darkness envelopes the land silently.Han Fei walked out of the camp as if nothing had happened, while Pang Sui stood aside and chatted with Fang Ci.As soon as he saw him, he immediately greeted him, "Did you check it out, sir?"

Han Fei nodded and said softly, "It is indeed Ying Zheng himself."

Pang Sui laughed loudly, and said: "Then the Japanese general will set off tomorrow, and return His Highness's coffin to the imperial city." He then bowed his hands to Han Fei, "I have important matters to deal with, Mr. Sikou—"

Han Fei immediately understood the meaning of his words, and replied cooperatively: "The general has worked hard, please go ahead."

"Fang Ci" quietly looked at Han Fei's face from the side, and Gu Bo's calm eyes were faintly worried.After Pang Sui returned to the commander's tent, he immediately approached Han Fei and asked with concern, "Fei'er, are you okay?"

After hearing this, Han Fei smiled slightly, shook his head, and said silently, "That's not Ying Zheng."

When "Fang Ci" heard this, his eyes widened slightly. He had traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and that corpse was definitely not a disguise technique. Whether it was the wound or the physical features, they all matched Ying Zheng one by one.Now... why isn't it him?Could it be... all of this is Ying Zheng's scheme?

"Fang Ci" gritted his teeth quietly, you bastard!How dare you deceive me so much!

"Fang Ci" touched his chin lightly with his fingers, and asked softly, "How did you know?"

Han Fei lifted Tianwen in his hand and said with a smile, "This sword told me."

"So, I'm going to find him now."

"Aren't you going to see Miracle Doctor Jiang?"

Han Fei shook his head, "There's no need for this anymore. I'm already sober and know what I should do." Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell Yun Yazi that he had seen his previous life just now, and the poison on his body had been destroyed by Ni Lin. solved.

Hearing what he said, Yun Yazi didn't bother to continue asking. Since Ying Zheng is fine, and Han Fei also said that he is awake, let him go!

He smiled and said, "Then, I will go with you for my father."

Han Fei looked at him gratefully. No matter in the previous life or the present life, the love from his parents was always pitifully small for him.Although Yun Yazi did not recognize him before, he has always been by his side as a friend and acquaintance since he was studying in Sanghai.

Han Fei withdrew his gaze from looking at Yun Yazi, turned to look up, and looked at the starry night sky, but the pair of star-like phoenix eyes unconsciously appeared in his mind, and Han Fei slowly raised his eyes. lips.

Ying Zheng is a liar, a rogue, a bastard!

His thoughts gradually became clearer, and Han Fei sorted out everything, but his smile became brighter, and he ground his teeth secretly.From the death of the queen mother to the Lingnan riots, this is a series of one after another!Playing hard to get, inviting you into the urn, slamming east and west, golden cicadas shedding their shells, hiding old warehouses in the dark, one trick at a time, the play is really beautiful!Even myself was almost blinded by him!

If his guess was correct, Han Fei knew what Ying Zheng would do next, and it was time to find him.

This matter was urgent, Han Fei asked Pang Sui to resign first, using the excuse that His Majesty had other important matters to be done, and he could not delay for a moment.So Han Fei and "Fang Ci" left the valley overnight.

The night was far away and uninhabited, and Yun Yazi, who had recovered his original appearance, was driving the carriage. The night was just right, and Han Fei simply sat with him outside the carriage, holding a jar of fine wine that Pang Sui had just given him in his hand.

Yun Yazi looked at Han Fei's pale face, and asked with concern, "Don't you need to go in and rest for a while?"

Han Fei pulled out the wine cork, lowered his head and smelled the intoxicating aroma, shook his head and said with a smile: "Although I don't know martial arts, my physical strength is not that bad."

Yun Yazi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, looked at Han Fei with great interest, and joked: "Your parents and teachers are all masters in the world, why can't you even hold a horse?"

Han Fei also smiled when he heard the words, then raised his head and took a sip of the wine, and said, "Probably, things must be reversed when they are extreme. Talent is limited, and it is beyond the reach of human beings." Sometimes Han Fei thinks of this very funny, like Yunya As Zizi said, they are all masters in the world, but he is a scholar who even has to wrestle when he walks.I think I also learned Confucian Kungfu when I was studying in Sanghai, but I still couldn't get the point. Among the six Confucian arts, "shooting" art, I can only barely pass it in my two lifetimes.

"Is it too late for us to chase now?" Yun Yazi suddenly asked, if this was really Ying Zheng's plan, then he should have left long ago.

"It was too late," Han Fei said while staring at the dense night sky, "but it will rain soon, so we still have time. There is a village less than [-] miles ahead. Let's follow this shortcut In the past, you can be one step ahead of him and wait for him there."

"I didn't make a divination for my father, so I don't know that rain is coming." Yun Yazi looked at the sky suspiciously. ? Could it be that the weather is not good enough to block his way?"

Han Fei smiled, but his words were full of confidence in Ying Zheng, "I can't stop him. With his personality, after escaping from feigning death, in order to avoid accidents, he would rather spend more energy on the mountain roads that are inaccessible. I will definitely not choose to follow the official path."

Han Fei said again: "The mountain road is winding and winding, and after it rains, it is even more rugged. In order to get back to the capital as soon as possible, he will not continue walking the mountain road."

Yun Yazi knew it well, and said with a smile: "And the village you mentioned is the only way to go after leaving the mountain, so we are waiting for him, and we will 'meet him unexpectedly'."

Yun Yazi inadvertently glanced at Tian Wen who was put aside, frowned slightly, and said, "You took his sword away, won't Pang Sui be suspicious?"

Han Fei shook his head, staring intently at Tianwen, and said, "Pang Sui and the emperor want Ying Zheng's 'corpse', not this sword."

This time, I will never let go...

The sky was slightly brighter, as if confirming what Han Fei said last night, it was raining cats and dogs.

The person who was galloping suddenly tightened the reins, the horse under him stopped obediently, and shook his head again, as if he wanted to shake off the rain on his face. Under the heavy rain, the mud in the mountains Stones collapsed one after another, blocking the way forward.

The person in coarse plain clothes sighed imperceptibly, the rain dripped through the perfect silhouette, and he didn't care that his clothes were already soaked, it seemed that he could no longer walk the mountain road anyway.So he turned his horse's head and headed towards a trail.

The silky rain poured down from the twilight sky, the rain curtain was like jade beads, shattering the mirror-like lotus pond, the red lotus lowered its head slightly in the rain, the dew on the delicate petals was about to drip, and the green mountains And the few farmhouses are gradually hazy in the rain curtain, as if covered with a layer of white gauze like cicada's wings.

There is a pavilion next to the lotus pond. The young man in purple clothes, Zhilan Yushu, with a straight back and back, stands in the pavilion.Stretch out your hand to catch the rainwater flowing from the eaves of the pavilion, but the rainwater always slips away along your fingers and refuses to stay for half a minute.Han Fei smiled, withdrew his hand, and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds. It seemed that the rain was coming fiercely.

In the bustling world of mortals, meet or miss, one journey after another, and sigh while walking.Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came from a distance, breaking the loneliness of the torrential rain.

Han Fei turned his head lightly, opened the bamboo umbrella, walked out of the kiosk, and stared at the distant place where the sound came from. Is it a passerby?Or return to others?There was a faint look of anticipation in his eyes.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and Han Fei stared intently ahead.Gradually, Han Fei saw him, the silver saddle shining on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.Although the visitor was dressed in coarse plain clothes, the familiarity almost made his eyes warm.

The warm sunshine of the old days softly sprinkled into an elegant courtyard, with green bamboo clusters, deep vegetation, green weeds floating in the pool, red lotus blooming just in time, and a light breeze blowing away the fallen leaves of a tree, Yingzheng was there.

Han Fei picked up a leaf from the ground, and walked towards him slowly on the fallen leaves, as if he was walking towards his destiny, and the fate came quietly.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for you..."

As Han Fei got closer, he could vaguely see the man on the horseback, and the sound of hoofbeats hit his heartbeat.

Ying Zheng...

In the pattering rain, the young master in purple clothes, noble and flawless, stood between the heaven and the earth.The man who drove the horse galloped, just as his sight touched the familiar purple, he subconsciously reined in his horse and stopped in the rain.

At this moment, the trajectory of time seemed to be held in the hands of someone, and it stopped turning.The rain and dew on the lotus leaves slipped quietly, without knowing it.

"Sir..." Ying Zheng stared at him blankly, jumped off his horse, and stopped in the rain.

Han Fei got closer and closer, until he came to this person, and his peach blossom eyes looked into his phoenix eyes.

I came from afar, bringing this life and past life with me, and finally, finally, I got to meet him.

The bamboo umbrella covered Ying Zheng, enclosing the two of them in this small world.No one spoke, only the patter of rain in the silence, the two faced each other, staring at each other.

"I'm waiting for you." After a long time, Han Fei said. He was very, very honest, and his hand holding the umbrella handle couldn't help tightening, "Ying Zheng, I'm waiting for you."

"Sir?" Ying Zheng looked shocked, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and rainwater flowed down his smooth forehead and perfectly lined jaw.He said "I'm waiting for you", could it be that he...

Ying Zheng clenched his hands subconsciously until his fingertips ached, forcing himself to calm down.No!Who knows if he is lying!Beware of fraud!

"I remember now." Han Fei raised his hand to caress his brows and eyes, wiping the rain off his face, his eyes lingering.

Seeming to see the doubts in his heart, Han Fei smiled frankly: "If I lie to you, what awaits you is an ambush."

A familiar smile bloomed on Ying Zheng's flawless face, and thoughts, joy, and countless emotions rushed into his heart, "The lost past, everything, has been found."

In the silence, Ying Zheng heard his own heart beating like a drum.He said he remembered!The bustling to the extreme beauty is finally condensed into the simplest simplicity.

The turbulent emotion was churning in his chest. He had imagined this scene countless times when he dreamed back at midnight, but when it happened unexpectedly, the fiery emotion was even more noisy in his blood.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, grasped his other hand, and pulled him into his arms suddenly.

Ying Zheng hugged this man tightly with all his strength, as if he wanted to melt him into his own flesh and blood. Has his husband finally returned?

He lowered his head and kissed her fiercely. What touched his lips and teeth was the tenderness and sweetness he admired; what lingered at the tip of his nose was the faint fragrance of orchids that he was nostalgic for.The rotation of love and hate, the uneasiness in my heart, finally fills up at this moment.

Han Fei put his arms around Ying Zheng's neck, indulging in this fiery affection.

Your figure is like a light boat, my gaze is like a river, and all the things I missed are finally possessed at this moment.

The love of the past, the fate of this life, the red line that was broken in the troubled times, finally resumes at this moment...