Feng Yin

Chapter 223

Flying to the ground, the bronze rod clanged, Luan Yihan held up a pair of blind eyes and listened.

The man in black and Nan Gongruo stared at each other with bated breath, quietly hiding behind a huge rock.

"Ruo'er, Ruo'er, I know you are nearby! Come out!"

Luan Yihan's tone was anxious and anxious, and all the worries in his heart suddenly appeared on his face.

Nangong Ruo turned his head coldly, fixed a resentful gaze on that white hair, what flashed in his mind instantly was the indignant words of Empress Dowager Jing on the day Muqiangong induced labor:
"Even if you are going to die, you have to protect this child for Aijia! You can't be like your inhuman mother. Before the child was born, use it to the least worthy man and die!"

If Nangong remembered clearly, the resentment in his heart filled his chest in an instant.

Why?Luan Yihan, why are you doing this to me?Since 21 years ago, you didn't want me to survive, why should you pursue me so hard today!

The depression in his heart was difficult to understand, and the resentment increased again, so he couldn't help clenching the black cloak even more tightly with both palms.The black cloak was tightened by the force, and it swept off a layer of white snow on the boulder beside Nangong Ruo's shoulders.

For a moment, Bai Xue rustled, making a slight sound.

Luan Yihan's ears suddenly moved, and then, leaning on his stick, he walked towards the hiding place of Nan Gongruo and the man in black.

Nangong Ruo was frightened, and was about to move, but the man in black suddenly grabbed her hand. Nangong Ruo frowned and looked back, but saw the man in black stretch out his hand confidently, and made a gesture on his lips not to act rashly.

But at the next moment, Luan Yihan's copper staff flew straight towards the rock and slammed into the rock with a bang.

The boulder shattered at the sound, and Nangong Ruo was instantly protected by the man in black, but still did not make the slightest sound.

Luan Yihan raised his brows suspiciously, picked up the copper staff with all his strength, and was about to move towards the silent two people and walk away.

Suddenly, there was a worried call from behind:

"Han'er, where are you?!"

Luan Yihan was furious when he heard the sound, with disgust on his face, he snorted coldly, turned around with his staff, and walked straight towards the snowy road on the left, and walked away.

Seeing this, the man in black let out a long breath. Nangong Ruo looked at Luan Yihan who was walking away, gritted his teeth secretly, and turned the hatred in his heart into a heartless urging:

"Yangguan Dumu, everyone goes their own way! If you don't set off again, what are you waiting for?!"

The man in black let out a long sigh, hesitated to speak, and immediately grabbed Nan Gongruo's hand, turned around and walked away quickly.

"Han'er..."

He called out loudly, becoming more and more eager, and when the gravel all over the ground came into his eyes, the Eastern Chu King was frightened for a moment:
"Could it be that Han'er..."

After saying that, without even thinking about it, she wanted to lean forward and pick up the debris on the ground. When Ziying beside her saw this, she hurriedly flew out and grabbed him:

"Your Majesty, don't worry! Mrs. Han possesses unique skills, and she can definitely turn danger into good luck! Although these gravels were hit by the copper rod, they scattered under stress, but you can see that there are no traces of fighting on the snow around you. Therefore, you don't have to worry, Mrs. Han will be fine!"

"Yes, Han'er has always been smart and resourceful, and now she has practiced martial arts well, so there must be no accidents! I really worry too much! But, where is Han'er now? Twenty-one years ago, I Missing her, I have been sad and pregnant for half my life, and now, I can no longer miss Han'er!"

Ziying condensed her eyebrows and sighed, and was about to say something, when all of a sudden, the two winged flying squirrels on her shoulders let out strange cries of surprise.

Ziying raised her eyes following the sound, and when she saw two rows of footprints of different shades on the snow not far away, they were gradually moving towards the front, and she was very excited for a while:

"My lord, I found it! Mrs. Han and the others are just ahead!"

……

The bamboo basket is long, and the fragrance is curling up.

Yuxuan Villa, a boudoir.

Feng Yu sat in front of the window with a happy face, while listening to the baby's even breathing in the bamboo basket, she smiled and stretched out her fingers, pulling the gold and silver threads on the embroidery bed in front of her, carelessly and skillfully The happiness in the heart is shown needle by needle.

All of a sudden, the two palms were warm, half-arched, and gently touched his eyebrows behind him.

Feng Yu paused for a while, then smiled shyly the next moment, and said softly:
"Husband has a childlike innocence, and always loves to play such games with Yu'er!"

Lang Xiexuan let out a long sigh pretending to be disappointed:
"Forget it, I'll let you guess right every time! I'm so shameless for my husband!"

Feng Yu heard that he was acting like a baby on purpose, and unconsciously pursed her lips into a smile, and said coquettishly:
"My husband's aura is so different, it has already been imprinted on Yu'er's heart! Although Yu'er is blind, her heart is like a mirror!"

Lang Xiexuan happily raised his lips, let out a sound of relief, and immediately couldn't help saying that he stretched out his hand to embrace Feng Yu in his arms.

"careful!"

Feng Yu didn't have time to evade it, and the whole person was tightly embraced by Lang Xiexuan, and then Lang Xiexuan's exclamation suddenly sounded next to her ear:
"Ah, it hurts!"

Feng Yu panicked when she heard the sound, and said with concern and worry:
"What's the matter? Did it get stabbed by an embroidery needle? It's not serious! Where did it get stuck!"

Lang Xiexuan deliberately let out an unbearable low cry of pain:

"If I had known that Yu'er had a weapon in her body, as a husband, I really wouldn't dare to make a mistake..."

Feng Yu's face turned pale when she heard the sound:
"Husband, you... what's wrong with you? I... I didn't mean to stab you... I just wanted... I just wanted to embroider a belt for you... I really didn't mean it... Are you okay! Meier, Meier, find a doctor quickly..."

Lang Xiexuan took Feng Yu's frightened palm and pressed it directly to his heart:

"Don't say it's just an embroidery needle pricking your fingertips. As long as Yu'er can smile, even if you stab here again, my husband will gladly accept it!"

Feng Yu was startled when she heard the sound, and waited until her fingertips penetrated through the thin clothes on his body and touched the long scar. Feng Yu's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, followed by tears, and she fell down involuntarily. .

Seeing this situation, Lang Xiexuan immediately panicked:
"Yu'er, what's the matter? Did you scare you? I'm sorry, I just made a little joke with you as my husband, I... I just... I just want to feel more of your care for me from the heart... ...I'm sorry, Yu'er, it's all my husband's fault, you...you should stop crying..."

Lang Xiexuan's words became more sincere, but Feng Yu's tears became more violent the next moment.

Lang Xiexuan was completely at a loss, so he could only hug Feng Yu tightly:

"I'm sorry, I won't make such a joke with you again after I become a husband!"

Feng Yu let him hug her warmly, but her heart was already full of complicated emotions.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth, weeping and mourning:
"It's Yu'er, I'm sorry!"

Lang Xiexuan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and pushed Feng Yu away gently.

Feng Yu was tearful blindly, and with trembling hands, touched the scar on Lang Xiexuan's heart again, and asked with pity:
"Does it still hurt?!"

Lang Xiexuan backed away with startled eyes, feeling uneasy for a moment:

"Yu'er, you...remember?!"

Feng Yu shook her head when she heard the sound, tears streaming down her cheeks:
"It's because I can't think of anything, so Yu'er hates me even more! Husband dotes on me, loves me, and treats me so well, but...but why should I do such a decisive thing to you?! I ...I'm sorry for you...I hate myself..."

Lang Xiexuan sighed in relief, took a quick step, and took Feng Yu into his arms again.

"Yu'er, it's all for my husband, right! Yu'er, don't blame yourself! As for the mark on my heart, my husband has never resented you. On the contrary, I, Lang Xiexuan, am grateful to God for allowing me to receive this honor. He is the only person in this world who can make Yu'er engrave a brand with his own hands!"

"Husband..."

Feng Yu closed her eyes and wept, sobbing in Lang Xiexuan's chest.

Lang Xiexuan sighed sadly:

"Okay, the past grievances, let it go! If Yu'er is hard to let go, there is no need to bother recalling those unhappiness, as long as in the days to come, Yu'er can face her husband, Chang Lu Smiling face, a lot of joy, I will be satisfied as my husband!"

Feng Yu was silent when she heard the sound, but stretched out her hand with tears in her eyes, gently in Lang Xiexuan's palm, and could write down the sincerity in her heart stroke by stroke.

"In this life, Weixuan doesn't say love!"

"In this life, Weixuan doesn't say love!"

Lang Xiexuan murmured emotionally, and couldn't help but lift Feng Yu's chin lightly, and met those ethereal and tearful eyes.

"Yu'er, thank you!"

Lowering her head and covering her face, affectionately holding the sparkle in her eyes, Lang Xiexuan's love surged again in an instant.

A baby's cry sounded suddenly and inappropriately at this time, Feng Yu heard the sound, hurriedly turned her head to follow the sound, and walked towards the bamboo basket in small steps.

"Baby, be good, don't cry or make trouble, Mom and Dad will buy you candy!"

Feng Yu's voice rang softly next to the baby's ear, and the sleepy baby in the swaddling infant stopped crying in an instant, and fell asleep peacefully again in a moment.

Seeing this, Lang Xiexuan raised his lips and smiled, bowed and knelt on the side of the bamboo basket, while grabbing Feng Yu's hand, he murmured affectionately:

"Yu'er is good at coaxing children like this. When we get married, we must work hard for our husband so that Yu'er can give birth to more princes for this king! Well, two are too few, four is unlucky, six is ​​not bad, Mo How about we give birth to eight of them?"

Hearing the sound, Feng Yu let out a snort, bursting into tears and laughing:

"No! I want to give all my love to our Xu'er!"

Thinking of the harm Xirong Keyu's viciousness brought to the child in the Yeshan Temple that night, Feng Yu's heart was immediately filled with infinite guilt.

"Xu'er?!"

Lang Xiexuan frowned, Feng Yu raised her eyes and nodded:

"'Lang Xu', what do you think my husband would like?"

Lang Xiexuan nodded and muttered:
"The rising sun goes up to the clear sky, and the bright hall sits in the holy hall. It's really good! Since I took Xu's name, I chose 'Qing Qiong' as the character for my husband. What do you think of Yu'er?!"

"Lang Xu, Lang Qingqiong!"

Feng Yu pondered for a moment, but the baby who was swaddled by her side suddenly laughed coquettishly.

Feng Yu was startled, and the next moment she couldn't help but whispered with a smile:

"It seems that he really likes this name!"

Lang Xiexuan was relieved when he heard the sound, and when he saw that the child was sleeping peacefully, he gently pulled Feng Yu up:
"Yu'er, the wedding is coming soon, and I want to give you a gift for my husband!"

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(End of this chapter)