A Sword of Frost

After more than twenty days like this, Abi's body finally recovered completely. The courtyard was in full bloom in spring, and she wore a pale white dress and danced like a fairy in sand and snow.

Ling Xinger supported her cheeks and sighed, "I don't know if I will look as pretty as my sister in my next life."

"You look better than me." Abi was also sitting on the steps, and the maid on the side immediately took the cape and whispered: "Girl, it's too cold here."

"I'll sit for a while." Abbi said, "Go inside and cook a pot of hot tea for us."

The maid responded, and went back to the house to get busy. There were only two people left in the courtyard, and Abi took hold of Ling Xing'er's hand, whispering: "You asked my aunt the other day, I remembered it again and again these days, but it was intermittent, very blurry."

When Ling Xing'er heard the words, he felt spirited, and vagueness was better than nothing! He urged: "What is it?"

"She is very beautiful. She often wears snow-white skirts, like a blooming snowdrop. People say that she will never grow old, and that her hometown is far away." Abi said, "She has a beloved man , There is a son, but he never appeared. "

"anything else?"

"Also, she is the protector of the tribe." Abi frowned, searching hard for those fragmented fragments, "will lead everyone to fight back the enemy, and will also make secret organs."

The more I heard it, the more Xie Hanyan was then, and Ling Xing'er became excited together and continued to ask, "Where is your tribe? Is the aunt still alive?"

"I don't remember where the tribe is, Aunt ... Aunt ..." Abbi thought for a long time, the snow-white robe, the familiar floral fragrance drifted in front of her, in her heart, as if in front of her. She looked up and said incredibly, "I seem to have seen her in the inn a few days ago."

Ling Xing'er said in surprise: "Ah?"

However, Abi couldn't remember any more clues, and only determined that the aunt must have appeared, not an illusion.

Ling Xinger speculated that it was the tribe that found Abi lost, so came in secret and wanted to take her away? But the master of the door is also in Yancheng. If the aunt really was Xie Hanyan of that year, she would know this ... Well, even if it is not a son, it should be a child of an old person. Will she come to see it?

Thinking about this, she couldn't even drink milk tea, and hurried back to General's Mansion.

The maid came out with a refreshment and said, "Well, Xinger has left?"

"She cares about the whereabouts of the aunt." Abi leaned on the soft collapse, restless, "You said, would the white shadow I saw that night be an illusion? But the floral fragrance is too real."

"I didn't see it, but the girl saw it, maybe it's true." The maid pinched her leg and reminded, "Even if the aunt is here, the chief will not let the girl go. Does the girl want to leave?" "

Abbi lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

If you stay here, you will have a comfortable life and a gentle pet. The charcoal is burning in the brazier, and the strongest man is lying by the pillow. There should be countless women who want this kind of life. But there was always another shadow in my heart, fuzzy and immortal.

Makes her anxious and drives her crazy.

Maybe when the aunt shows up next time, she can ask herself, who is the man named "Douji" floating in the clouds.

...

General House.

After listening to Ling Xing's story, Yun Yifeng failed to turn around for a while. Although everyone had previously guessed vaguely, but once the clue really became obvious, it was still quite shocked, like passing one hand through layers of haze, and it was not ready yet. The cold fingertips touched the soft In the past, a dazzling light spread out.

"Master," Ling Xinger asked. "Will the aunt come to see you?"

Yun Yifeng thought for a while and shook his head: "I am unknown, even if it is really Pu Xianfeng's child, only a few people know how the news will spread to the Northwest tribe."

"Then let's spread the news." Ling Xing'er patted the table. "The stormy door came out, and Mo said that it was passed to the Northwest tribe, even if it was passed to the Western aliens!"

Yun Yifeng shook his head: "You girl, don't make a mess."

"How can it be chaotic." Ling Xing'er sat opposite him, anxiously. "Master, you don't want to find your loved ones, do you know the past?"

"I think, but I don't think so." Yun Yifeng slowly poured tea. "Now the situation in the Northwest is delicate, and Abi is Yerten's person again. I don't want to cause any trouble for Wang."

Ling Xinger watched him carefully: "So ... what if I missed it?"

"If you miss it, you miss it, before fate arrives." Yun Yifeng smiled. "Now it's fine."

Having said that, Lingxing still felt that it was a pity to miss it. I just hope that Abi can restore her memory as soon as possible, or that the two brothers Wu En can find her tribe earlier and find the mysterious and beautiful white aunt.

Yun Yifeng had already set the matter aside, and was busy in the kitchen himself. The chicken, duck and fish put a chopping board, and the kitchen knife was dazzlingly cold, like a flying sword.

Ji Yanran was busy with military affairs, and it was already setting sun at home. As soon as he entered the door, he was pulled aside and whispered, "Master Yunmen cooks himself and made a table for you."

His Royal Highness Xiao: "..."

Why don't you stop him? !!

Li Yan proposed: "You might as well go back to the barracks, just say you are busy and you can't get away."

Ji Yanran took a deep breath: "Well, I'll take a look."

Li Yan put his hands in his sleeves and showed him sympathy all the way.

Yun Yifeng had taken off the clothes splashed with sooty sauce soup and changed into another pale green gauze suit. He was sitting at the table waiting for him. When he smiled, as the March breeze passed through the bamboo forest, his eyes were all pleasant. Spring scenery.

Then His Royal Highness Xiao became faint, what kind of faintness that made Zhi faint? Beauty can also be used for dinner.

Of course, in this regard, the owner of Yunmen still knows himself. When he handed over the chopsticks, he did not forget to remind him: "The first time I cook, it is not very delicious, but I have tried my best."

Ji Yanran laughed, "How do you make it not delicious?"

You are wrong. Yun Yifeng thought, what I said was not delicious, but it was really not delicious.

After trying it one by one, Ji Yanran commented: "The shredded pork seems a bit salty. It doesn't matter. It just happens that the radish is a little bit light. It's good to eat together." As for the lamb, the chicken can't be stewed and only the skeleton remains. Question, when the march is trapped in the mountain stream, the bark of the viper can be used to satisfy the hunger. Are you afraid of this table?

So he ate two sweets in one bowl and cheered his sweetheart.

Then he vomited and diarrhea that night, and lay on the bed for three days.

All the men in General Manchu ’s palace knew about it. After a long time, all the people in Quanyan City knew about it.

His Royal Highness King Xiao, who was not defeated by thousands of enemies or demonic witchcraft, walked through the bones and the sea of ​​blood on the flames, and finally fell under a bowl of unfamiliar mutton soup by Master Yunmen.

Deep affection, deep affection.

Li Yi sighed, I reminded you before? I don't listen to my brother, if I hid in the barracks early, wouldn't this be the case? Can Yunmen cook the food, can I eat it? I heard that the messy kitchen cleaned up the servants for several hours, and the beams were blackened.

Ji Yanran really didn't want to talk to him, and took off the towel on his forehead: "What about Yuner?"

"I went to Yangtai Lou to buy fish fillet porridge, and said that you like to eat that house." Li Yan covered the quilt for him. "Just went out, you can sleep again."

Yangtai Building is the most popular restaurant in Yancheng.

Yun Yifeng sat by the window and ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles to eat slowly, while waiting for the fish fillet to cook. He has realized his mistake deeply and intends to wash his hands in the golden basin temporarily. At least until the border is peaceful, he will not cook anymore-after all, the northwest of the beam must be guarded by His Highness Xiao.

It's really hard to cook! He sighed from the bottom of his heart, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, but Yu Guang swept a touch of snow.

In Yancheng, where there are long yellow sands, few people are so white. Yun Yifeng watched it alertly, and he saw that in the tea house next door, a person was leaving in a hurry.

...

"Fish fillet porridge is good—" Xiao Er came out holding the food box, and then stopped halfway, thinking wonderingly, what about Master Yunmen?

Yun Yifeng gritted his teeth, shaking his hand and shaking his whip: "Drive!"

Cuihua sighed into the air, like ink shadows across the empty street.

The people on both sides were stunned and kept hiding in the shop, looking at each other, what happened?

The organic ones even went to Xiao Wangfu to report.

Outside the city gate, there are thousands of miles of yellow sand.

Yun Yifeng has been staring closely at the snow shadow in front of him. The opponent runs too fast. If he often bypasses a dune, he disappears without trace. Thanks to the floral fragrance left in the air, Cuihua can barely follow. Even so, at the end of the run, the man turned a little dizzy.

The sun was dazzling in the sky, the wind was cold and the weather was terrible.

Xueying had disappeared for a long time, Yun Yifeng turned over and dismounted, sitting under the dunes, panting heavily, exuding a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Cuihua stepped over and arched him gently with his head, as if he was an apology, but also like a coquettish.

"Anyway, it's not your fault, I shouldn't have lost it?" Yun Yifeng found a few pieces of peanut candy from his cloth pocket. "Eat, let's ... after we eat, we'll go back."

His lips were chapped, and he was dizzy by the sun. He didn't have much energy to ride a horse, and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

The scent of flowers all around grew stronger.

Then a cool shadow covered him.

Yun Yifeng's eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes opened with uncertainty.

The white dress was covered with a silk scarf, her eyes were as beautiful as stars, and a small red mole was spotted at the eyebrow.

Xie Hanyan, the first beauty of Wangcheng, also had such a mole.

She took the water sac from her waist and passed it to him in silence.

"You are ..." Yun Yifeng sat up, his heart beating.

"You should go back." Xueyi sighed. "Why do you want to chase it down here? This is Xuansha Pond and it's easy to get lost."

Yun Yifeng looked at her: "Why are you looking at me in the dark again?"

Xueyi shook her head: "I went to see Abi, but she seems to be living well now."

Yun Yi wind said: "Yer Teng really treated her very well."

The two were silent, and the atmosphere was dull.

After a while, Yun Yifeng said, "Are you from Xie's family?"

He asked so plainly that the other party paused for a moment before he said, "No."

Yun Yifeng said stubbornly: "You are, Abi said a lot of things, and this red mole between your brows, you are."

Xueyi didn't argue anymore, but asked, "How is it, and how isn't it?"

"No way." Yun Yifeng thought for a while, "I have the organ map on my back, do you know this?"

"I know." Xueyi said, "I also know that you ruined it yourself."

Yun Yifeng looked at her quietly, waiting for the next sentence.

"I know too many things happen in the palace." Xueyi reached out and touched his side lightly. "But you should go back now. Only he can get the blood Ganoderma and keep you alive."

Yun Yifeng clenched his right hand and let his nails go deep into his palm. This feeling is so weird that he is clearly talking to a stranger, but the other party knows a lot about himself, and even seems to know a lot of things that he doesn't even know.

The hazy past was pierced through a hole, revealing the flowing past.

Snowman asked: "Do you like him?"

Yun Yifeng nodded: "Yes."

Xueyi laughed: "That's good, go back soon."

She turned to leave, but Yun Yifeng held her wrist: "Who am I?"

He repeated: "Who the **** am I?"

"The past is over, why bother to get to the bottom of it," the Snow Man reluctantly reminded, "this is not good for you."

"But I want to know, about my life history, about my father and mother." Yun Yifeng asked, "Is my father a Pu pioneer?"

Xueyi shook his head: "No."

Yun Yifeng did not believe: "Why is the mechanism chart on my back?"

The snowman's eyes trembled, looked at him for a long time, and finally raised his palm, and lightly pressed on his forehead.

It seemed to be penetrated by a huge force, and then whistled and fell into the endless abyss, and his body fell rapidly, Yun Yifeng's hands scratched randomly, but only caught a handful of dry yellow sand, eroding the wound on the palm pain.

The petals in front of me are dancing wildly by the wind.

"Your surname is Lu." Xueyi said, sounding as if it were from Konggu, "Your father is Lu Guangyuan who swept through thousands of troops and was famous."

Yun Yifeng closed her eyes tightly, her body was cold and snowy.

"Don't forget your father, he is the real hero in this world."

In that turbulent era, who, with one's shoulders, provoked the stability of most of the rivers and mountains, and who is the Jinge Iron Horse, guarding the people with scars. It's a pity, unfortunately, more than ten years of Rongma's career, he did not exchange for a stable Jiangnan mansion. All the loyal souls and blood are in the best years, and they are all buried in the distant Heisha City. Hundreds of thousands of names were scattered.

"It's the Li family, the high-ranking emperor, who killed your father with his own hands!" The snowmen's eyes filled with tears, his voice suppressed the hatred that ran into the blood, "You, the son of the Lu family, must not There is a slight respect for the traitor. "

His chest was hit by an invisible thunder, Yun Yifeng fell back into the sand, panic-stricken and panting.

The Snowman crouched in front of him and lowered his eyes: "But he is dead, and before I have time to avenge your father, the old emperor is dead by himself."

Yun Yi windly asked, "What then?"

"Nothing then." Xueyi said, "His Royal Highness Xiao is different. You and him please each other. I have no objection. This is a good thing."

Yun Yifeng looked at her: "Then you ..."

"I should go." Xueyi stood up. "Remember to protect yourself and also your beloved. The imperial power will kill people."

"Don't!" Yun Yifeng reached out to grab her, but the white sleeves slipped away between the fingers, a gust of wind rolled up the yellow sand, and when he opened his eyes again, there were no more people around.

There was only a silvery white horse with shiny hair all around and was rushing through the sand.

"Yuner!" Ji Yanran shouted.

The head of Cuihua hissed and drew Fei Shuang over.

"Yuner." Ji Yanran rolled over and dismounted, hugging the people who were paralyzed under the dune into his arms, "What happened?"

"It's okay ... I'm okay." Yun Yifeng let go of his **** right hand and leaned on him exhausted. "I want to go home."

Ji Yanran glanced away and nodded: "Okay, I'll take you home."

When Yun Yifeng returned to his home, he developed a high fever, stumbled, and was sober for three or four days.

Ji Yanran blows the Chinese medicine in the spoon and carefully feeds him: "Are you still uncomfortable?"

"It's much better." Yun Yifeng coughed twice and snatched him.

Ji Yanran smiled and patted the thin back gently, trying to coax people to sleep for a while, but there was a report from outside, saying that the two brothers Wu En came back with a man.

...

That night, Ling Xinger went to find Abi. When she entered the room, she saw that she was sitting in front of the mirror and dressing. She smiled and said that Rielten was about to host a banquet and wanted to dance for him.

"Then let me help my sister comb her hair." Ling Xinger took the comb from the maid, and her long black hair was put up. Behind her white ears, a thin blue line was winding up there.

...

In Yerten's banquet, there were only three or four guests, Zhou Jiuxiao, Yang Boqing, and then Ji Yanran and Yun Yifeng. Gathering together is impossible to talk about, walking on the street and casually pulling three or four strangers, and the atmosphere at the table will not be worse and stiffer than this time.

"In fact, why are you so stubborn." Zhou Jiuxiao raised his glass. "At least I and the prince both died and were born for Da Liang. This alone should have some common topics. As for Su Minghou, he also set up for Da Liang Jiang Shan Thank you, why didn't King Pingle come to see his uncle, Master tonight? "

"Pingle Wang's arm was broken, and there were many inconveniences during the operation." Yun Yifeng said, "Now I'm lying on the bed, expecting my relatives to carry a snack box to visit the doctor."

"The Master of Cloud Gate really can speak well." Zhou Jiuxiao laughed. "Come, I'll respect you first!"

Abi sat next to Yerten, in a gorgeous dress, and Hitomi was even greener and more transparent. Her butterfly pupa has recovered, and her mood is much better. Although the chaotic memories in her mind will still appear from time to time, at least she will no longer scream in fear. Seeing that the atmosphere was heavy, the parties seemed to be tit-for-tat, and Yerten was unhappy, so he took the initiative and said, "Big boss, let me dance for you."

She didn't understand these conspiracies and struggles, and only ignorantly liked the ones she should like, such as warm and innocent spirits, such as Yerten-she deserves to like him, no matter what the other side is, there is nothing to do Picky and perfect husband. The musicians rushed in, playing melodious music, like the eerie song of the oriole in the wilderness, Abi's dancing posture, and the skirt fluttered while spinning. If there was another heavy snowfall, it would be as beautiful as a monster.

Yun Yifeng asked: "People outside said that the big boss met Abbi in the cold sand and snow."

"She was wearing a beautiful dress like Yunxia at that time, lying motionless, like a fairy in the legend." Recalling her first encounter, Yerten's expression softened, and he continued to look at the dancing beauty, saying, "And When she opened those green eyes, time stopped flowing. "

The music became more cheerful and hurried, and Abi wore a colorful jade bracelet on her wrist, colliding with a violent, crisp sound. Even Zhou Jiuxiao laughed and praised: "It's such a beautiful country, and my pupils are like jade. It's a rare one to see for a hundred years, and it's no wonder that the chief leader will indulge in her."

Yun Yifeng's wrist flipped, and a silver needle quietly wrapped in a blast.

Abbi's dance stopped abruptly, and she stiffly fell forward to the ground.

"Girl!" Several maids were only careless when she danced, and ran to try to help someone up, but Abi just kept her eyes open, as if they had been acupunctured, or simply taken away Go to soul.

Yerten strode forward, but was also surprised by that ... What a strange look and gesture, like a beautiful doll, inlaid with green glazed eyes.

"Sister Abi!" Ling Xinger ran in from outside. Zhou Jiuxiao and Yang Boqing saw a bad situation, got up and wanted to slip, but was blocked by Lin Ying's army: "Two, what's the matter?"

Yerten angered, "What the **** is going on ?!"

Yun Yi wind lifted his chin and motioned him to look forward.

Yerten noticed that Abi's personal maid was standing still behind the case a few moments ago, her eyes panicked and her body stiffened.

"I was hit by my poison needle, and it couldn't move for an hour." Yun Yi Feng stepped forward, holding her arm and shaking, and "grumbling" from the cuff, rolled out a doll, only one finger thick, It's extremely sophisticated.

"The beauty in Sha Xue is not an encounter at all, but someone intentionally arranged it." Yun Yifeng handed the doll to Yerten, and pointed to the maid. It is said that Abbi was made into a puppet by her, used to manipulate the big boss, and also used to confuse me. "

With a wrong finger, Yerten shattered the palm puppet.

Abbi was also in the arms of Ling Xing'er, making a nearly scream.

Her body curled up, trembling violently, her eyes closed tightly, and her skin swelled and swelled, as if to break through a shell from some restraint.

"Master!" Ling Xing'er panicked. "What now?"

Yun Yifeng looked at Yerten, but found that the other party was taking a half step back with minimal movement. This picture is really frightening. It is different from the fear of fighting on the battlefield, but another kind of cold seeping from the bones. How can this be so? That pretty leprechaun has now really become a leprechaun-pale and swollen, like a corpse soaking in spring water, disgusting.

His stomach was tumbling, his right hand clenched the handle.

"Ah!" Abi opened her eyes in pain. At this time, the turquoise green had faded away and turned back to ordinary brown-black. And the once beautiful face was like sand scattered in the wind. After the surge under the skin disappeared, it became a pathological waxy yellow and passed out in the arms of Ling Xing'er.

"Take her back to General's Mansion first, and ask Mr. Mei to see a doctor." Yun Yifeng ordered.

Ling Xing'er agreed, and hurriedly called two soldiers, helping Abi to leave here.

Yer Teng calmed down, his eyes were angry, and he looked at Zhou Jiuxiao without a word.

Who is behind the scenes can not be more obvious at this time. I just picked up Abbie, and came to the door as convenient as a fly smelling blood. I wanted to talk about cooperation, and I just happened to hear Abbie's scream, "I just happen to" know how to treat the disease.

Yun Yifeng held the tea cup and casually added: "Yes, their next goal is most likely to turn the big boss into a puppet. It would be better to ask senior Mei to check it tomorrow, just in case . "

The drama is so big that the other party can even make it for herself. For three or five days, the stage is afraid that it can't be dismantled, so it must be reviewed slowly.

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