wind pillow star sleep

On the second day, Xiao Xingxing slept peacefully all night and woke up leisurely.Only when he opened his eyes, all kinds of things from last night rushed into his mind, making him blush first.

At this moment, only myself is left in the gauze tent, and the person next to my pillow has disappeared.Perhaps to buy food?Xiao Xingxing didn't think about it, and got up shyly and sweetly.

Open the window, the sun is already rising outside.Downstairs on the long street, vendors are hawking enthusiastically, and tourists are bustling with each other.

Looking out of the window, Xiao Xingxing felt that the street scene in the prosperous age was extremely beautiful for the first time, and she was filled with joy.

At this moment, he was so happy that he didn't know that the person who was slept with last night had already embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

Early this morning, Feng Zheng woke up from a dream, looked at Xiao Xing Xing's face like water, and smirked for a long time.Gently kissing his temples, Feng Zheng quietly got up from the outside, and went out to buy breakfast for Xiao Xingxing.

The steaming meat buns and the yellow millet porridge were served in a food box. The wind was full of gentle eyes, and they walked back with it.

He was only a hundred steps away from the entrance of Rongyuefang, and the wind was jumping with joy, and his steps became faster, and he was about to step into the threshold, when suddenly a dagger came from behind, stabbing straight at his back.

Hearing the sound of the wind, Fengzheng twitched his fingers and looked behind him, firmly grasping the dagger with three fingers, and turned around.

Across the street, a pair of eagle eyes locked on him firmly, and disappeared into a narrow alley in an instant.

I knew that good dreams are easy to wake up, but I didn't know that a mandarin dream last night woke up so quickly.

Feng Zheng had mixed feelings in his heart, he put the food box at the door, and followed closely.

"grown ups."

This person is Fengzheng's immediate boss, Hu Lianyi.

A pair of dark eagle eyes swept Feng Zheng back and forth, and Hu Lianyi said, "It's hard work."

The simple word "hard work" was a consolation to Feng Zheng all the way, and an affirmation of his ability to do things well, but now it sounds a little ironic to Feng Zheng's ears.

It turns out that the word "hard work" can also feel sadness from it.

"When did you guess that?"

"When you step into Jinling, the assassination will stop. After arriving at Rongyue Tower, the people of Pinxing Pavilion went to the empty house, and there was only one word 'ying' left, so I understood."

"That's why I chose you. After ten years of hard work, you are an amazing soldier."

"Then, whose shadow am I?"

Hu Lianyi didn't speak, the expression on his face had already told Feng Zheng the answer.

Feng Zheng guessed right, he was the shadow of Hu Lianyi.

Hu Lianyi is nominally the third in command of the Zhenfu Division, but secretly he is the real head.He only obeyed the orders of the current emperor, and kept a low profile on weekdays, forbearance and reticence.

Ten days ago, it was discovered that the third prince was intending to force the palace, and the chief puppet arrester of the Zhenfu Division died on the way to the palace to face the saint.

At this very moment, Hu Lianyi walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

The third prince has always been the emperor's confidant, but due to the last emperor's "brotherly blind date" edict, the emperor can't touch him in the slightest.

Fortunately, the former emperor left a secret decree and handed it over to the old prime minister, so that it can be used in troubled times.

Hu Lianyi Lingfeng was acting as his own shadow, distracting the assassins and pursuing him. He brought the token himself, and was the first to find the old prime minister of the previous dynasty, and obtained the secret decree of the former emperor.

"Rebels, brother must be punished."

With this secret decree from the former emperor, the emperor can arrange everything, and the day when the third prince starts to cause trouble will be the time when he dies.At that time, the Third Prince and his henchmen will all be strangled, leaving no one behind.

Feng Zheng fought thousands of miles to Jinling to deliver the letter, and finally made himself a joke.Kind of cruel.

"You did a good job this time." Hu Lianyi saw his loneliness and nodded at him.

"Thank you sir."

"Follow me back to Beijing."

"Yes."

Zhenfusi is Fengzheng's life.He was born as a member of the Zhenfusi, and died as the ghost of the Zhenfusi. He will be loyal even through death, until he dies.

It's just that now Fengzheng is also worried.He couldn't let go of that person.

"My lord. Before leaving, this subordinate wants to do one last thing."

"For that little thief?"

It seems that Hu Lianyi already knew about Xiao Xingxing.Feng Zheng's heart tightened when he heard this, and after a lot of thought, he decided to take a gamble.

He straightened his waist and said word by word: "Now, he is also my life."

Hu Lianyi stared at Feng Zheng for a long time with a pair of hawk eyes, and there was something strange in his eyes.Then, as if he remembered someone or something, his stagnant eyes glowed a little.It's just that the brilliance was fleeting, and he returned to his usual awe-inspiring expression.

Hu Lianyi took out a token from his bosom, raised his hand and threw it to Fengzheng, saying: "The situation is over. If the Southwest Poison King doesn't want to be wiped out, he will release him after seeing this token."

Bet right.

Fengzheng took the token in his hand, with all kinds of emotions in his heart, gratitude, fear, relief... more joy.He bowed deeply to Hu Lianyi, turned around and returned to Rongyuefang.

On the bed in Pinxing Pavilion, Xiao Xingxing frowned, with his mouth slightly open, still sleeping soundly.

Feng Zheng faded away, quietly watching Xiao Xingxing.Covered him with a quilt, stroked the ends of his hair, put the badge of the chief inspector of the Zhenfu Division next to his pillow, took a deep look at him, and went out.My heart is full of reluctance.

When Xiao Xingxing woke up after getting enough sleep, there was only a token of arresting the head of the Governor of Zhenfu left beside his pillow, and Feng Zheng had disappeared.

Xiao Xingxing held the token in his hand, with a slumped face, thinking obsessively: "Stinky policeman..."

Half an hour later, a man in white put on a veiled cap, whipped his horse, and ran to the southwest without looking back.

A gust of wind blew away a small piece of the veil, only to realize that there were tears on the cheeks of this pretty young man in white, which couldn't stop falling.

In May, the sun is like a fire.

On the vast yellow sand, a camel walked alone, and a young man in white clothes, Xiao Xingxing, came on its back.

He also held a little doll who looked like a rich boy in his arms, the whole child was wrapped in a thin white gauze.

"Father Xi," the five-year-old milk boy was a little stunted and couldn't speak well. He tilted his head slightly and asked the son who was holding him, "Why should we be angry?"

"Go and meet your master ancestor."

"Xizu," Miao Miaoer thought and thought, and asked with blinking eyes, "is he good-looking?"

"It's beautiful." Puchi~Xiao Xingxing couldn't hold back, and laughed.

Not long after, the camel walked into an oasis surrounded by sand dunes.

The little baby who was blown wilted by the scorching wind immediately regained his energy and smiled happily, "Father Xi! It's so beautiful here!"

Xiao Xingxing smiled warmly, touched the top of his head and said, "Yes, we'll be home soon."

The camel came to a small courtyard without hurrying or slowing down.There are several houses built of earth bricks, with uneven bricks, forming deep and shallow shadows to block sunlight.In the yard, the tall and short plants are green, the water, the shade and the humid air are very refreshing.

"Master!" Xiao Xingxing hugged Miao Miao'er and got off the camel, feeling excited, and called out to the courtyard for Master.

"Not here!!!" With a roar, under the Jujube tree in the courtyard, a figure turned around and changed its back to the courtyard gate.

This man was a thin old man with white beard and hair, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.The bland facial features are all gathered together, very wrinkled, and the whole looks like a dried orange.

It's just that his eyes are as sharp as electricity, which makes people dare not look directly at them.His eyes are like torches, his ears can catch the wind, and his inner strength is at least a century old.He is the legendary thief, Wu Bushe, who has disappeared for decades.

"Master~Father~~~ I'm back!" Xiao Xingxing coquettishly and happily arrived in front of the master in two or three steps.

"Little Xingzi! Didn't I say that you are not allowed to venture into the rivers and lakes because you have not been a teacher? How dare you sneak away!" Wu Bushe sat up on the wicker chair and lectured Xiao Xingxing angrily.

"Master, now I have achieved a lot of fame, and I have not disgraced you, old man."

"There's still a thousand miles to go. Come back this time and you'll be in seclusion for three years!"

"Hey, it's done, it's done." Seeing that the master was not angry, Xiao Xingxing resumed his playful look.

"Hehe, where is the baby boy?" The old man then turned his attention to Miao Miao'er.

"my son."

"Cute, as cute as you. Come, give me a hug."

"...Master, do you believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it. Deduce the celestial phenomena for the teacher, and have already calculated the movement of your red luan star. Wahahaha!"

"Master... I've only been away for half a year. Where can I get such a big son?"

"Maybe, your physique is different from others?"

"..." Not wanting to talk nonsense with Master anymore, Xiao Xingxing rolled her eyes, threw him in the yard, carried Miao Miao'er back to the house.