Purple must

After Feng Qi left Tanli Palace, Xie Yan went to Feng Prison more frequently.One day, carrying a food basket, he quietly pulled out a stack of thin paper from under the plate of stir-fried pork loin, and handed it to Lu Changqing.

"What is this?" Lu Changqing looked at the door and asked in a low voice.

"I stole a book of martial arts from my grandfather. Grandpa said that he took this book from a demon leader, and he put it away because he said it was wrong. But the demon leader's martial arts is extremely high. You are very prestigious in the Jianghu, even my grandfather almost died at his hands that time. Brother Changqing, if you practice this exercise, you might be able to escape." Xie Yan said earnestly.

Lu Changqing smiled, "Even if I practice magic skills, I can't break the iron fence and stone wall with a pair of fleshy palms, right? Besides, Xiao Yan, you took this book from the old man in the wilderness privately. He didn't agree, so I can't." Self-cultivation."

Xie Yan was in a hurry, "Brother Changqing, who will I not give my grandfather's things in the future? They are all the same! And he also likes you very much in his heart. Last time when he was drunk, he said that the national teacher did something wrong. You Do you really want to stay here forever? My grandfather told me the story of the winter worm. He said that the worm turns into a chrysalis and hides in the ground in winter to recharge its energy. Once spring comes, it will break through the ground and fly high. What if you have a chance to escape in the future, but your body collapses first? Back then, that demon practiced the kung fu above and wiped out thousands of troops with one enemy!"

Lu Changqing saw that he even brought out the "story told by grandpa", so he patted his head lovingly.

What Xie Yan said was not bad, he would never be willing to be trapped here for the rest of his life.

"Xiao Yan, then I will practice this kung fu. If your grandfather gets angry in the future, I will destroy it again." Lu Changqing said.

Xie Yan immediately smiled: "Exactly! Every time I bring you a few sheets, you secretly write them down while eating, and then tear them up, so as not to be discovered."

Lu Changqing memorized the thoughts on the paper, handed it back to Xie Yan, and asked, "How is the situation in Qingguo?"

"I heard that the ministers suggested that the king redesignate the state of Qing to a meritorious official, but the king changed Yongdu to Yongzhou County, put it under the jurisdiction of Haojing, and sent an official there to make him the governor of the county. Qing soldiers have More than half of them were taken to Haojing by Brother Changqing, and some later went to ambush Quanrong. Now they are all scattered in small groups. Some of the Qing soldiers in Qing Kingdom surrendered to the king, and some fled abroad. Now, [-] king masters are sitting in Yongdu, half of the officials continue to be officials under the county guard, and half of them have abandoned their positions and returned home."

"Have you heard about the whereabouts of a man named Shen Shutong?"

Xie Yan shook his head, "The next time I see Grandpa, I will ask for you."

"No need, if he is safe, he will definitely try to contact me." Lu Changqing pondered, "By the way, what happened to Feng Qi recently?"

Xie Yan didn't like Lu Zhangqing mentioning Feng Qi's name, so he replied reluctantly: "The national teacher went to Handan, and I heard that he was treating the daughter of a high official in Jingguo."

Lu Changqing was slightly startled, "He went to Yasukuni?"

"Feng Yun formed an alliance with me at the time, and Feng Qi also knew about the fact that he turned against me. He has always been a man of his own, and he would not go to Yasukuni for no reason. But that's okay, he is now focusing on Feng Yun. It's more convenient for me."

Lu Changqing said without emotion, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Feng Yun would not let Feng Qi act casually under his nose, and that doctor Xuanyuan was even more vicious.Even though Feng Qi is scheming and cunning, he is afraid that there will inevitably be times when he miscalculates. At that time, Hao Jing will be unable to save the near fire.

Lu Changqing shook his head vigorously, picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes made by Xie Yan.

What does Feng Qi's life and death have to do with me?He died cleanly.

Lu Changqing recalled the nightmare of Fengqi falling off the cliff that he often had back then, and now he felt that it was not so terrible.Maybe at that time, I was too deep, thinking about it now, Feng Qi's life alone, how can he be against his brother's hatred, his Qing Kingdom's community.

Feelings that go beyond reason are sometimes just an impulse.And impulse doesn't last.People who think they love to the bottom of their hearts, once the energy is over and bearish, they will let go.

Lu Changqing closed his eyes and imagined while eating the stir-fried pork loin. He felt that if Feng Qi's face was really burned, and he faced him with such a terrible face every day, he might not really like him as before.

It seems that I really let go.It doesn't seem to be as frustrating as expected.The greasy and juicy pork loin still made him very happy to eat.Lu Changqing raised his hand involuntarily, smiled and rubbed Xie Yan's head.

In the small building of Zhao's Mansion in Handan, Qiong Ju was full of sweet cakes and was lying on the bed in a daze.Feng Qi looked at her silently for a while, then stood up gently, and pushed the window open a gap.

Qiong Ju immediately widened his eyes and shouted: "Don't open!"

Feng Qi withdrew his hand, looked at her, and asked softly: "Qiong Ju, what are you afraid of?"

Qiongju gasped a few times before saying in a low voice, "I'm afraid you...see me."

Feng Qi sat down beside her bed, "Is appearance so important? People who like you because of their good looks are not reliable at all. People who don't dislike you because of their appearance are worth relying on."

"Amao, I hate it when you say big things." Qiong Ju said angrily.

"That's right, what's the use of explaining more things." Feng Qi smiled and sighed again: "I can cure your illness, but I'm not reconciled."

Hearing what he said, Qiong Ju thought he was annoyed, and asked cautiously: "Why do you say that, Ah Mao, are you angry?"

"I'm not angry," Feng Qi picked up the cattail fan on the bed, and gently shook it for Qiongju, "I'll tell you about a friend of mine. She's six or seven years older than you, and she's also a girl. But she She likes to dress up as a woman, dance swords, and roam the rivers and lakes. Her brother, her brother's friends, and many people around her always criticize her for her attire and behavior, but she never cares, and still does her own way. Her mother died Early on, she was bullied by her stepmother when she was a child, and her life was not so smooth, but she never complained about it, nor would she refuse to trust others. On the contrary, she was chivalrous and sincere. Later, even the high officials in the court called her A 'Xiao Hero'."

Qiongju thought of those people who said that her disease would infect them, they were respectful on the surface, but secretly hid from her like the plague, and dared not even bring her food, the grievance welled up in her heart, she couldn't help wiping the quilt in her mouth silently. Tears, "I also want to be like this 'Xiao Hero', no matter what others say, I can live a good life."

"You are still young, and there is still a long way to go. People will encounter many difficulties in this life, and there will be many people who hurt you. But don't trust others because someone hurt you. Don't just because someone blames you , you doubt yourself. Whether you are beautiful or ugly, you have to live happily. Someone approves, no one approves, the road is under your own feet, just take steps towards where you want to go. "

"I promise to cure little Qiongju, and she will be as beautiful as before. I also want you to promise me that you will be a strong and brave little girl, okay?"

In the darkness, Feng Qi spoke in a gentle and slightly hoarse voice.Qiong Ju has never heard anyone's voice that makes people want to rely on and indulge more than the man in front of him.He is neither tyrannical nor submissive, he is both an elder and a partner of the same age.Qiong Ju has never met such a likable person in his life.

"I promise to be a strong and brave girl that Ah Mao likes." Qiong Ju said with certainty in a slender voice.

Feng Qi laughed when he heard that, "Then I'll open the window."

Qiong Ju paused, and said a nasal "hmm".

Feng Qi put down the cattail fan, walked over, and pushed the window open with both hands.

The warm sunshine of early autumn filled the room in an instant.The fragrance of green grass and the cheers of children in the alley in the distance also rushed in with joy.

A few white pigeons flew in, bringing a breeze.One of them just landed on Feng Qi's shoulder.

Looking at Feng Qi's silver hair brushing his shoulders and smiling softly under the bright sunshine, Qiong Ju felt that he was far superior to ordinary people.

Feng Qi calmly removed the note tied to the white pigeon's feet, let the pigeon rest on his fingers, stretched his arms, and sent the bird away.The white pigeons that landed on the window edge rose up one after another, flapping their wings and flying into the blue sky.For a moment, pure white feathers scattered around Feng Qi.

In the sunlight, Qiong Ju's skin was festered and covered with blisters, and some places festered, with yellow pus flowing.With such a body, it is already difficult to identify a 12-year-old girl, but looks like a monster.

She stared at the expression on Feng Qi's face in horror, catching any hint of disgust.

Feng Qi leaned down, gently combed her messy hair with her fingers, and tied it into a long braid.

"Qiong Ju, within a month, I will make you back to normal." Feng Qi's voice was as soft as his fingers.

"Will it... infect you?"

"will not."

"Will it be..."

Thinking of her being long-winded, Feng Qi smiled, and looked at her with crooked eyes.

Qiong Ju lowered his head and said in a soft voice: "...will you despise me?"

A weak girl who suffers from illness, but also worries about the disgusting attitude of others.Qiong Ju lowered his head, revealing his thin neck, which moved Feng Qi.

He held Qiongju in his arms, held her face, and kissed her festered forehead lightly.

"Don't!" Qiongju cried, "It's all rotten, dirtying you..."

"I don't dislike it." Feng Qi said softly, "Qiong Ju doesn't cry, as long as I'm here, everything will get better."

The author has something to say: 5 chapters have been updated this week... In short, it has reached 1~~ Thank you for your comments, I bow deeply