Wind over Yongning

Le Yongning raised his hand and wiped his face to dry off the moisture on his face. He watched Feng Nongying's mouth rise and smiled.

After a long time, he took out a jade hairpin from his bosom that he had bought for a long time but never gave away. He looked at the jade hairpin in his hand and then looked up at Feng Nongying, then raised his hand and inserted the jade hairpin into Feng Nongying's hair. .

The extremely ordinary style of Liuyun is very similar to the one described in Jade Hairpin, and the quality of the jade is just the most ordinary white jade, not as shining as the diamond on Feng Nongying's head, but Le Yongning feels that such an ordinary hairpin Hairpins also become very beautiful in Feng Nongying's hair.

"This is what I want to give to Feng'er..." Le Yongning said this sentence slowly after a while.

Once, he wanted to give Feng'er the best. He wanted to be a considerate husband so that Feng'er would not regret abandoning everything and follow him to Yujian Villa. He didn't know how to please others, and he was not as funny as others. But for Feng'er, he is willing to learn anything.

But now it seems that there is no chance.Feng'er could leave everything behind and follow him to Yujian Villa, but Feng Nongying could never leave Xuanmingjiao behind.

But he still sent Yuchai away, as if he had given Feng'er in his mind, and it could be regarded as fulfilling his last wish.

Hangzhou is not a place to stay for long.The two of them had nothing to say after a few simple sentences. After today's parting, Le Yongning is the third son of Yujian Villa, and Feng'er has become Feng Nongying, the leader of Xuanming Sect.

No matter how reluctant they are, they are also doomed to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

Feng Nongying has his blood feud, and from the moment he opened the Lotus Heart Sutra, it was doomed that his life would be filled with blood at every step, and he would be stuck in a swamp from which he could not escape.

And Le Yongning is the son of the majestic martial arts lord, the young master of Yujian Villa, and the lay disciple of Master Kongji, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. No matter which path he takes, he has a bright future.

Feng Nongying once thought that as long as he liked it, he would stay by his side and drag the innocent Le Yongning into his hell.

Such an honest person is easy to deceive, as long as he pretends to be pitiful, as long as he shows his weakness and plays tricks a little, a little fool like Le Yongning will be willing to follow him to Xuanming Sect.

But no... If he just liked Le Yongning a little bit, then he would definitely do it.

But now Feng Nongying couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't bear to stain a piece of pure Le Yongning with dirty blood.

He hopes that Le Yongning can be like before, his eyes will be wide open in surprise when he sees the beautiful scenery, and he will squint his eyes in enjoyment when he eats delicious food... He hopes that his sweetheart can experience the joy and beauty in the world that he can't understand everything of……

Feng Nongying bit his lower lip, he wanted to touch the hairpin on his head, but he didn't want to show any nostalgia in front of Le Yongning.

He is a liar, he deceived Le Yongning, all the care and affection he got was stolen from him.

He hopes that Le Yongning will always remember him, even if he hates him, he must leave a place for him in his heart, so that he can never forget it...

Le Yongning watched Mrs. Haitang help Feng Nongying to board the carriage. After Xi Yuanzhou lowered the curtain of the carriage, he clasped his fist at Le Yongning with the whip in one hand, and left without saying a word.

The tall Yuzhao Lion Cong walked very fast, rolling the dust and flying away quickly.

Suddenly a long belt floated down from the carriage, Le Yongning stretched out his hand, the pure white belt was long and wide, just fell into his palm with the wind.

He recognized at a glance that it was the hairband that Feng Nongying often tied at the end of her hair. It was not like ordinary hardcover hairbands, but it carried the cool aura of Feng Nongying...

Le Yongning held the hair tie tightly, looking at the dust raised by the carriage, he pursed his lips, rolled up the hair tie and stuffed it into his arms, then turned around and walked in the direction of Hangzhou City, the two of them headed east and west Backsliding.

Forgetting each other... the word 'forget' is easier said than done...

After Le Yongning entered the city, he went straight to the martial arts arena of Yujian Villa. All the martial arts practitioners in the villa had left. The servants poured water on the blood-stained bluestone slabs of the martial arts arena to wash the blood on the ground.

Le Yongning looked up at the roof not far away, Feng Nongying was standing there not long ago, as if the fairy clothes above the nine heavens were flying in the wind, in the rain of blood, he was the only one who was the purest white... …

"Third Young Master..." Suddenly a voice woke Le Yongning from his thoughts. Le Yongning turned his head to look at the young man beside him. The young man bowed and said, "The owner and the eldest son, the second son, are waiting for you in the front hall."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Le Yongning responded, and went directly to the front hall.

In the front hall, Le Yongping looked out the door anxiously, he was greatly relieved to see Le Yongning's figure in the distance, and complained to Le Yongan: "Finally I'm back, I'm really afraid that my little brother will be abducted by Xuanming Sect. "

Le Yongan gave Le Yongping a hand, pressed him on the seat, and said in a deep voice: "Sit down, you also have to act like an older brother!"

While talking, Le Yongning walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he cupped his fists and bowed: "It's Ning'er's fault that I made my father and two brothers worry."

Le Junhao picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, then asked calmly: "The person sent you away?"

"Yes." Le Yongning replied honestly: "There are people from Xuanming Sect outside the city to meet them."

Le Junhao also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his old friend's son was safe, he also felt relieved, so he got up and walked to Le Yongning's side and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "You are tired too, go and have a good rest ,Do not think too much……"

After finishing speaking, he went straight out. Now that Yujian Villa is clearly in favor of Xuanming Sect, there will be many troubles in the Jianghu. He has to prepare to deal with the troubles that will follow.

As soon as Le Junhao left, Le Yongping immediately stepped forward to hold Le Yongning and asked: "Little brother, don't be too sad, there is no grass in the world, the next one is better than this one, why is a man without a wife..."

"Okay!" Seeing Le Yongping talking nonsense, Le Yongan stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head to interrupt his words. Although he wanted to comfort Le Yongning with good intentions, every word of these words was tantamount to Sprinkle salt on the wound, how Le Yongning treats Feng Nongying these days, everyone in Yujian Villa can see it, how could he give up without being sad...

Le Yongping stepped back aggrievedly, giving up the seat to his elder brother, gritted his teeth and rubbed the back of his head.

Le Yongan squeezed Le Yongan's shoulders, and said softly: "Go back and have a rest. If you don't want to eat lunch, I'll send someone to your room. Don't think too much, you still have our family here."

"Brother Xie." Le Yongning pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, and the tears that he had held back all the way were in his eyes, and finally he couldn't hold back, and they fell to the ground drop by drop.

Le Yongan could only sigh and stroked the top of his hair for comfort.

The Buddha taboos the seven emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. Before, he did not know the suffering without lust, but now Le Yongning has tasted the suffering of the seven emotions...

Feng Nongying sat up on the carriage, raised his hand to open the curtain of the window first, and looked out, only to see the lonely and thin figure of Le Yongning walking away from him.

"Ahem..." Feng Nongying couldn't help the itchiness in his throat and coughed lightly twice, but his mouth felt fishy, ​​and the blood from his lips leaked from the corner of his mouth again.

Seeing this, Mrs. Haitang immediately grasped Feng Nongying's wrist to feel her pulse. After a while, she couldn't help frowning. She took out a pill from her bosom and stuffed it into Feng Nongying's mouth. It was made for Feng Nongying. The pill, after adjusting the dosage of the medicine, was able to suppress Feng Nongying's injury more targetedly than the Shiquan Dabu pill.

Mrs. Haitang frowned, took a deep breath to suppress the worry in her heart, and said softly: "The teacher's internal energy is disordered and the meridians are damaged. This time, he must take good care of himself and can no longer be willful... The Lianhua Heart Sutra is overbearing. Inserting golden needles into the acupoints inhibits the automatic operation of the exercises, so as not to aggravate the injury."

"Where's Hongjuan?" Feng Nongying listened impatiently to Mrs. Haitang's ramblings. He had already expected such a result before he practiced his kung fu, but he also knew that Mrs. Haitang was doing it for his own good, so he didn't want to disappoint her good intentions. , so we can only change the subject abruptly, saving Mrs. Haitang's preaching.

"The eight disciples who were rescued were seriously injured, and there was really no delay, so my subordinate ordered Hongjuan to escort them to the Jinling stronghold."

Feng Nongying nodded and slowly closed his eyes, resisting the waves of pain in his body, his hand holding down the curtains of the car dropped, and the curtains fell naturally, Feng Nongying supported his forehead with one hand, and as the carriage shook, He became more and more irritable in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "This time I will go back and let Hongjuan go to the execution hall to receive punishment. I must teach Hongjuan a lesson. If you are not careful in doing things, you will have a long memory. How can you take on important responsibilities."

"Yes." Mrs. Haitang took a look at Feng Nongying, and sighed secretly. After all, Feng Nongying and Hongjuan grew up together, and she was still a little biased. If you say that Hongjuan's fault is big or small, but if When it comes to investigation, it is not an exaggeration to apologize for killing dozens of people. However, although Hongjuan was negligent and made a mistake, she did not deserve to die, but the original position of the left guardian was naturally inappropriate.

Feng Nongying likes Hongjuan, so Hongjuan will just stay by Feng Nongying's side and accompany Feng Nongying in the future. As for the important positions in the villa, there are capable people, it's not that Hongjuan can't.But now what Feng Nongying meant was to punish Hongjuan well, let her learn a lesson, and she will still be entrusted with important tasks in the future...

The carriage swayed to Jinling, Feng Nongying stopped talking, resting his forehead with one hand, his breathing gradually slowed down, Mrs. Haitang took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and put the spices inside into the carriage, the spices with calming effect soon After taking effect, Feng Nongying fell into a deeper sleep.

The sound of horseshoes "da da da" the wheels crushed the fallen leaves, and also crushed the coolness of autumn. Suddenly a few clouds floated in the originally blue sky, covering the sun, and the sky gradually darkened. Just like the rivers and lakes that have been quiet for more than ten years, there is a storm about to come...