There is a kind of heavy weight that cannot be borne. If it accumulates too much, it is a burden. At this moment, she remembered all the scenes since she met Chu Yuanxi. They flashed in front of her eyes like a revolving lantern.

When she first met, she carried a bowl of blood from Zhang Bo's body and wanted to use him to go to Lan Wang Mansion to see Lan Xiaoqing. She thought it was a mistake at the beginning because her purpose was impure. She had all the things that happened in the future.

The man in the carriage always talked about the indecent and reminded her that she was rude and unruly. Later, she ate the crabapple flower in Haitangyuan in Lanwang Mansion, and he scolded her angrily, but looked worried. Later, he sent the mask and was ridiculed, and he looked so angry that he looked so angry. Concubine De returned to the house to visit her relatives, but he was helping her, and she hid in the lotus leaves that Liu Xiang had messed with on the roof for fear that his mother would be unfavorable to her...

When she met her marriage, she went to pick Zhu Yan. The old emperor broke her head by the marriage. The back mountain of Qingyin Temple, he asked her to slap several times and saved her numb heart from the devil. At that time, after venting enough helplessness and hopelessness, he realized that he was alive.

Thinking of this, there were so many of him imprinted in her heart, and it turned out that she could not be indifferent. Her heart became softer again, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, closed her eyes and let him kiss her.

Chu Yuanxi could not feel Fengyun's resistance, and his fiery red eyes gradually became silent, filled with bitterness and tenderness, and he also felt pity for the messy kiss. The soft body in his arms, he didn't know how many times he dreamed of dreaming about at midnight but couldn't. Now that he felt the soft fragrance in his arms, he couldn't let go.

After a long time, until neither of them could breathe and gasped, Chu Yuanxi let go of Fengyunqing, hugged her body tightly, locked her tightly in his arms, and his voice was dull: "You might as well poach my heart! Then I won't have to miss you!"

Fengyun was breathing lightly, leaning silently in Chu Yuanxi's arms. Her heart was complicated and inexplicable, what should she do...

"Don't ignore me, don't rush me, don't use many excuses to push me down, so what if you get married? I can't control myself and don't love you. Even if I just look at you." Chu Yuanxi's hoarse breath was in Fengyunqing's ears, and the deep and painful voice almost broke people's hearts.

Little Lizi's shoulders trembled in the distance and cried.

Fengyunqing's heart is not iron-clad, so it is even more uncomfortable to hear this and is still speechless.

"Or why do you poach my heart now! Take it with you, and you will know that you are the ones I miss. Life is worse than death like this. If you torture me, I will be crazy." Chu Yuanxi looked at Feng Yunqing and took her hand, and was as fast as lightning to dig her heart.

"Don't..." Feng Yunqing opened his eyes suddenly and spitted in a hurry. He flipped his wrist and grabbed Chu Yuanxi's hand that was tying towards his heart, and said helplessly: "Why are you doing this? I'm not worth it!"

"I knew you were not worth it for a long time. But my heart was stolen by you, and I couldn't help but say, I..." Chu Yuanxi had just said halfway through his voice, and his body suddenly fell backwards. With a "bang", he fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Feng Yunqing exclaimed, but she was tightly wrapped by Chu Yuanxi, like iron pliers, and she was also pulled to the ground by Chu Yuanxi.

Suddenly, the pearls and jade collided, making a crisp sound. There was no pain on his body, and Fengyun lay lightly on Chu Yuanxi's body.

Frowning, looking down at Chu Yuanxi, Chu Yuanxi's thin lips were pursed tightly, her eyes were closed, her face turned white without a trace of blood, and she was shocked, Feng Yunqing quickly exclaimed: "Chu Yuanxi! What's wrong with you?"

"Ninth Prince!" Li Zi also ran over.

"Hey, Chu Yuanxi!" Feng Yun wanted to reach out to take his vein, but Chu Yuanxi's arm was still tightly held, and she couldn't move at all. If she used internal force, she would probably hurt him. The cumbersome red wedding dress on her body and the phoenix crown pearl jade on her head made her feel upset. She immediately said angrily: "Damn it, what's wrong with him?"

"Ninth Prince, Ninth Prince..." Li Zi wanted to interfere, but she didn't know what to do. She just stood by and was anxious: "Master, Ninth Prince seems to have fainted!"

"Put his hands apart first!" Feng Yunqing said to Xiao Lizi.

Little Lizi received the order and immediately came over to break Chu Yuanxi's hand. After a long time of breaking, he said bitterly: "Master, the ninth prince hugged him too tightly, so I can't break it away!" Feng Yunqing was distracted and glared at Chu Yuanxi in anger. When he saw his pale face, his heart softened a little, and blood was flowing out of the ground. Feng Yunqing's face changed and said anxiously: "Look, have you kowtowed your head!"

"Yes!" Li Zi also saw the blood and immediately went to check Chu Yuanxi's head. He said for a while: "Master, it's not that he kowtowed, the blood flowed out from under him. It may be that the ninth prince's wound was not healed, and the blood flowed out."

Feng Yunqing's heart suddenly felt relieved. This guy was not in good health at all, so it would be strange if he didn't faint. He almost didn't have a few bones on his body, so her body was in pain.

"Master, what should I do now?" Little Lizi looked at Feng Yunqing.

"What else can I do? Find someone to save me!" Feng Yunqing said angrily. Looking at the sky, looking up at the sky, it was already three o'clock. The sun had already set. He walked from Xiang Xue Pavilion to Weiyu Pavilion for more than two hours in just a short distance. He admired himself so much. Speechlessly.

"Who are you going to look for?" Little Lizi also looked at Feng Yunqing with a bitter face and looked up at Weiyu Pavilion in front of him. First of all, it was impossible to go. If Mr. Yu Jin saw the master and the ninth prince hugging each other like this, it would be troublesome. Moreover, Sister Lan'er was also in Weiyu Pavilion and could not enter! If he went to find someone else, it would be even worse once this matter spreads. However, the reputation of the master and the ninth prince is the most terrifying.

Little Little Little is in trouble!

Feng Yunqing was a little depressed, so he naturally understood the various powerful relationships and said with a bitter face: "Then you can't let me just do this! If you have a few lives, this guy would ruin this way. If his blood flows in later, he will die."

When Little Lizi heard this, her whole little face turned pale.

Feng Yunqing was a little discouraged. Thinking about her martial arts, when did the heroes not have a place to use their skills? But now he can't do anything to a person who fainted. It's really... it's really...

She didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

"That's the servant to find Sister Lan'er!" Little Lizi thought that it was Weiyu Pavilion recently, and he could find a way to call Sister Lan'er out to save his master. Now there is no other way.

As soon as Little Lizi finished speaking, Feng Yunqing heard the slight footsteps of Weiyu Pavilion walking out, and the faint familiar fragrance. He shook his head and said powerlessly: "Okay, you don't have to go find it anymore, the person is here!"

Little Lizi was stunned, then looked up and saw a beautiful figure in red clothes slowly walking out of Weiyu Pavilion. The bright red brocade robe, the corners of the robe swayed slightly as he walked. The red clothes and black hair and jade crown were full of charm.

It's rain.

When he saw Feng Yunqing and Chu Yuanxi lying on the ground, he was stunned at first, then his mouth bent slightly, and a light smile came up on his face. Looking at Feng Yunqing's bitter little face, he chuckled: "I knew you were here for a long time, and I didn't want to come out to greet you. Who knew that he had to come out."

Feng Yunqing looked at Yu Jin with a bitter face, and called out a little aggrievedly: "Yu Jin, you should have come out to greet me long ago. The journey is too difficult. If you don't come out again, I will die..."

Hearing Feng Yunqing's words, Yu Jin chuckled. He bent over slightly, his jade-like fingertips shone on Chu Yuanxi's arm, and Chu Yuanxi's hand suddenly released. Feng Yunqing immediately came out of it. She looked at Yu Jin gratefully. Her little face was a little red, knowing that she must be in a very embarrassed at this time.

But he didn't care about anything else, and immediately stood up, reached out to take Chu Yuanxi's vein, and frowned, "Does this bastard want to die?" New injuries and old injuries, and now his body is no different from rotten wood."

He let go of his hand and looked at Little Lizi: "Little Lizi, you send him to Mr. Meng for treatment, so stay in the mansion first! Let Mr. Meng be sure to treat me well and give me a lively person."

"Yes, master!" Little Lizi responded immediately.

Feng Yunqing waved to the darkness, and a guard immediately walked over, picked up the ninth prince on the ground, and Li Zi followed him, and hurriedly walked towards the Yin Doctor's Office.

It was not until the person left that Feng Yunqing turned to look at Yu Jin. His expression was depressed and a little discouraged: "Yu Jin, am I a can of honey? Why are bees watching me?"

"Ha!" Yu Jin chuckled again when he heard this.

Fengyun pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and was also a little funny. He stood up and pulled Yu Jin's hand: "Let's go, let's go back to the room!"

Yu Jin said nothing, and Ren Fengyun pulled the two of them into Weiyu Pavilion. As soon as he entered the yard, the fragrance of osmanthus came to his nose. Fengyunqing took a deep breath and his dull mood swept away.

I stared at the osmanthus trees in the yard, and the branches and leaves were budding flowers. I suddenly remembered that Mid-Autumn Festival will be there for one month. In other words, the osmanthus trees in the garden will bloom at that time. What kind of scenery should it be?

Suddenly, I remembered a poem by Li Qingzhao, stopped, looked at the flowers, and said in a scattered manner: "Dark and light, the luteum is soft, the love is sparse, but the fragrance remains. Why should the light green and dark red be the first among the flowers? The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the paintings are blooming in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The poets are heartless, but what happened to not be collected back then?"

Yu Jin also stopped with the wind and clouds, looked at the woman beside him, savoring her words carefully, feeling infinite meaning. His eyes were shimmering and gentle.

Fengyun turned around and saw Yu Jin's shimmering eyes. He immediately pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled stiffly and embarrassedly: "I didn't do this poem, don't look at me like this. I will blush."

China has been profound and profound for five thousand years. There are countless good poems. Even if she became an ancient person in this world and learned all the literary literacy of the ancients, she could not produce ancient poems that surpassed the ancients.
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