Wind over Yongning

At this moment, Feng Nongying suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside the courtyard, and couldn't help but cheer up: "Hongjuan, listen quickly, there are footsteps, it must be Aunt Haitang and the others who are back, Aunt Haitang can definitely save you. "

Hongjuan seemed to have raised her spirits a bit, she opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything, and she nodded slightly after a few breaths...

Feng Nongying was overjoyed, and said: "Just wait, I'll bring Aunt Haitang here now, you will be fine." Then he ran out of the house.

Le Yongning and his group rode horses straight into the villa, and saw corpses all over the ground in the front yard, especially the sisters in Baihua Villa, all of them were scarred, and they had no time to grieve, leaving some of them to search for the survivors, while the other hurried away. To the backyard.

Seeing the devastation in the front yard, Le Yongning suddenly had countless bad thoughts in his mind. He ran like crazy in the villa, and ran all the way to the backyard, but saw corpses all over the ground in front of the yard full of heaven and earth. .He took a deep breath and pushed open the half-covered courtyard door. The bloodstains of corpses on the floor stained the stone slabs on the ground into blood. He suddenly didn't dare to go forward, he was afraid that the premonition in his heart would come true...

Someone rushed up from behind, and they stopped behind Le Yongning, seeing the red eyes of the corpse in the yard.

"Go, go in!" The leader gritted his teeth and suppressed the hatred and pain in his heart: "The master's martial arts is the best in the world, I don't believe that anything will happen to the master." Although he said so, everyone in the room knew This sentence is nothing more than self-comfort, the only thing that can be expected now is that the leader has not had time to abolish his martial arts, or escaped from the sky...

But before they could move, the door inside suddenly opened, and they saw Feng Nongying, covered in blood, running out of the room, rushing towards them with a little joy on his face.

Feng Nongying's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and then the smile on his face froze, and he asked, "Where's Aunt Haitang?"

The leading guard knelt in front of Feng Nongying and reported: "Ms. Haitang went to the barracks for help, and ordered me to come back first."

Feng Nongying was stunned, and he murmured in despair, "Aunt Haitang hasn't come back."

The lead guard nodded and replied again: "I'll be back later..."

"what……"

However, before she could finish her sentence, she heard a shrill scream from inside the room, Feng Nongying's expression changed drastically, and she couldn't care about anything else, she turned and ran into the room.

As soon as she entered the inner room, she saw Hongjuan lying on the bed with a dagger in her hand, and the point of the sword pierced her lower abdomen. The blood stained from the blade, staining the dress on her abdomen red.

Different from the pale pink stained on Feng Nongying's body, the blood on Hongjuan's body at this moment was so thick that it turned black to dark red.

Seeing this, Feng Nongying immediately knelt down in front of Hongjuan and held her hand, angrily said, "What are you doing!"

The blood stained Hongjuan's hand bright red, and it also stained Feng Nongying's hand. She breathed heavily, suppressing the constant pain, and begged with all her strength, "Master... Please help me my boy... my boy I want him to live..."

Even though Hongjuanhe was speaking with all her strength, Feng Nongying could barely hear what she was saying intermittently.

Feng Nongying held Hongjuan's hand tighter, he gritted his teeth, and said with a choked voice, "Hongjuan...I treat you as my younger sister, do you want me to kill my own younger sister with my own hands?"

Hongjuan looked at Feng Nongying with tears in her eyes. Usually, when they encountered disputes like this, they would stare at each other with wide eyes. Whoever blinked first or dodged first would be considered a loser, but now Hongjuan She was also trying to open her eyes to look at Feng Nongying, but she couldn't say a word with her trembling lips.

The two were silent for a moment, Feng Nongying closed his eyes gently, he gritted his teeth and shook his voice, although he was not crying, he was crying blood: "Okay, since this is what you wish, then it will be as you wished." willing."

Hearing Feng Nongying's answer, Hongjuan heaved a sigh of relief and lay on her back on the bed, closed her eyes, and slowly let go of the dagger.

She is proficient in medical theory and knows her physical condition. A woman's childbirth is inherently dangerous, even if it starts smoothly, it is like half a foot in the gate of hell, but now her fetal position is not correct, the amniotic fluid is exhausted, and she is exhausted... ...No matter which one an ordinary woman encounters, she is bound to die, but she unfortunately encounters all of them. Even if Mrs. Haitang really comes back, it may not be of any help.

So she took advantage of the gap between her master's departure, leaned out of the bed, picked up the dagger beside the bed, and used the point of the sword to pierce the skin of her abdomen, cutting off the master's last chance of luck.

At this time, Le Yongning and the guards entered the house together, and when they saw Hongjuan lying on the bed, the short sword stuck in Hongjuan's abdomen, and the scarlet hands of Hongjuan and Feng Nongying, everyone was stunned. said.

Just as Hongjuan expected, even though Feng Nongying was reluctant, she still agreed with Hongjuan's approach.He suppressed his trembling hands, tried his best to lighten his strength, raised the short sword and cut the fabric of Hongjuan's abdomen, and then looked at Hongjuan's towering belly, the blue veins hidden under the skin were clearly visible, as if they would burst at any time. Feng Nongying took a deep breath, tried his best to control his uneasy emotions, forced himself to stabilize his hands and feet, and then cut open the skin with a sharp blade. Feng Nongying tried his best to avoid the blood vessels and cut Hongjuan's belly bit by bit...

Hongjuan clenched her lips tightly, her hands unconsciously grasped the mattress under her body, the pain... the pain pierced her heart... the pain was so painful that she wished she could die immediately, but she didn't dare to make a sound even if it hurt, because she knew very well that as long as If she made a little noise, Feng Nongying's heart would be disturbed.

Feeling her body being sliced ​​open by the icy sword tip, Hongjuan couldn't help having fun. If someone had told her before that one day she would lie on the bed and be sliced ​​open with her own weapon, she would have thought that The person is joking and laughing and smashing the person's dog's head.But now she is actually trying to force her master to cut open her stomach... It's really an impermanent world.

All the people standing aside held their breath and did not dare to make a single movement. Although they didn't know what happened, they knew it was not good just by looking at Hongjuan's current state, and they actually forced Hongjuan to willingly take a child by caesarean section. Thinking about it is already a desperate situation...

Soon, but it seemed like a long time later, Feng Nongying took a wet and bluish-purple fetus out of Hongjuan's belly, swiped his sword and cut off the umbilical cord that connected the mother and child at the end. Pass the child aside.

Le Yongning hesitated for a moment, took off his outer shirt, stepped forward to take the child from Feng Nongying's hands, and wrapped it in his clothes.The child closed his eyes and remained motionless, Le Yongning couldn't help but frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why isn't this child crying?"

The guards on the side immediately surrounded Le Yongning and looked at the child worriedly. This child was bought by Hongjuan with her life. If she couldn't keep it, then...they looked at their red eyes and were covering Hongjuan's stomach with their hands Feng Nongying of the wound couldn't help worrying.

Le Yongning was very anxious and shook the child in his arms. Suddenly, the child coughed lightly and then cried softly. The voice was soft and soft like a cat, but people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with the child?" Hongjuan was in extreme pain, her consciousness was a little fuzzy, her five senses were weakened and she couldn't hear their words clearly, but she vaguely heard the word child, and immediately asked, "Master, what's wrong with the child?"

"The child is fine." Feng Nongying's full attention was on Hongjuan's wound. He pinched Hongjuan's wound together with his fingers, covered the wound with his palm, and covered Hongjuan's exposed abdomen with his sleeve.It's as if as long as you can't see it, the wound can heal and it doesn't exist.But the blood continued to ooze out, and the white long-sleeved gown was covered with blood, Feng Nongying was at a loss for what to do, he responded casually: "It's very good, it looks very similar to you."

"Really..." Hongjuan sighed, took two deep breaths, and asked again after a while: "Is it a boy or a girl?"

Feng Nongying slowed down her voice and said, "It's a girl, a very beautiful little girl."

"Really..." Hongjuan closed her eyes, she was numb from the extreme pain, now she felt that the pain in her body was relieved a lot, but also her reaction was much slower, and she continued after a while : "Since it's a girl, let's stay in the villa. The family's rules are strict, and it's not okay to live. I don't want her to go to Xi's house... It's better to stay with the master. You can do whatever you want... "

"Okay, I will take good care of her." Feng Nongying tried to suppress the sadness in her voice, and said in a low voice, "Didn't we agree a long time ago that your child will be my child, and he will belong to Baihua Villa?" The young master, the eldest son of the Marquis of Yongning... will be my successor, Feng Nongying."

Hongjuan nodded, took a few breaths and continued: "Master, please choose a name for the child. I won't argue with you this time. You are better at reading than I am. You will definitely be able to choose a nice name."

Feng Nongying didn't refuse, but thought for a moment and said, "How about calling it Zhuyue?"

"Chasing the wind and chasing the moon, free and easy... Feng Chasing the Moon, a good name." Hongjuan's voice was very soft, so soft that even Feng Nongying had to concentrate on listening to hear it clearly.

Feng Nongying nodded vigorously, her throat seemed to be choked, but she couldn't speak anymore.

He suppressed the pain in his heart, and faced Hongjuan with the calmest expression. He wanted to keep Hongjuan, but he could only watch Hongjuan slowly weaken in front of him.

Warm blood gushed out from Hongjuan's wound, and the sticky and greasy liquid slid down from his palm. At this moment, Feng Nongying once again realized what it means to be powerless. His parents left early. This was his first time. Faced with the passing of someone close to him for the first time, the wound he scratched on Hongjuan's abdomen was like scratching his own heart, the pain was so painful that he even found it difficult to breathe...

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