Chapter 10:

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Feng Zhiwei suddenly put down the hip flask.
She stood up, not looking at the man, and walked to the river, reaching out to Yin'er.
Yin'er was still afraid, and Feng Zhiwei smiled: "Come up, no one wants to kill you."
Pulling the wet woman out, Feng Zhiwei looked at her thin skirt and single dress. Now, when the water is wet and the curves are exposed, she didn't even wear a blame. After thinking about it, she took off her thin cotton jacket and wrapped her live.
Even if the humorous woman doesn't mind passing the city naked, she, as a woman, doesn't want her to walk in front of the man like this.
Yin'er looked at her gratefully and whispered, "I'm in the Lanxiang Institute over there...Sister can go to me if she needs it."
Feng Zhi smiled and patted her shoulder, the woman dared not look at the man again at a glance, wrapped in thin cotton jacket and walked away slowly.
When the cold wind blew, Feng Zhiwei, who had only a single shirt, shivered and shrugged his shoulders against the river.
A pot of wine suddenly passed over.
The fingers holding the pot are slender and clean, and the posture is stable and stable to almost indifferent indifference.
Feng Zhiwei bowed his head and looked at the wine, frowning: "This is my wine."
A cloak was handed over.
"Change your wine."
Feng Zhiwei took it without hesitation, "Then you lose."
"It's okay." The man smiled, and the slightly raised corner of his eyes instantly became as charming as a peach blossom.
Feng Zhiwei said nothing, looking at the reflection of this man in the river, this man changed in every way, unpredictable, and even his appearance changed three times a day. When he saw him for the first time, he was elegant and elegant, and he sent a gentleman to the mountain; But it was like that pale gold mandala was arrogant, and at the moment it was laughing, but it was like a peach, and it was almost charming.
Such a person can only be described by the word danger.
The man didn't seem to know her thoughts, and suddenly laughed: "This river is windy. Be careful and cool. Let's change places."
Feng Zhiwei was not sure, followed him, turned ahead, and suddenly a stone arch bridge appeared. The bridge was very tall, but the deck was mottled, and it seemed to be abandoned.
The two went up to the bridge. The stone fence on the bridge was a whole piece of rough stone. The two were seated on the ground. The man took Feng Zhiwei's jug, took a sip of wine and handed it to Feng Zhiwei.
Feng Zhiwei was somewhat stunned. First, he was not used to sharing a jug of wine with a man. Second, he didn’t expect this person to be a prince. He actually drank such a poor wine; liqueur.
She thought about it, wiped the pot with her cuffs, and took a careful sip.
I thought the man was going to be angry and didn’t want him but didn’t look at her. He just looked up at the sky. Feng Zhiwei looked up and saw that the bridge was very tall. On the bridge, not only the long days and cold months are clear, but also You can see more than half of the emperor Jing, and the majestic palace, the majestic palace, is impressive.
Feng Zhiwei slowly swallowed that spicy wine, his eyes lit up, and suddenly asked, "You seem to be familiar with this place."
"This bridge was originally the first bridge of Dacheng Wangdu. It is said that the founding emperor of the Dacheng dynasty was built for the queen." The man's eyes were half-closed and the tone was long. "The queen likes big things. This bridge is so grand and overlooking. Shino, known as the first bridge of Dacheng, six hundred years ago, the empress often subdued private travel on the bridge and spread it as a story."
Feng Zhi smiled and said, "It's beautiful."
In my heart, I don't think that such a man will be moved by the legends of the past.
"After Dacheng's destruction of the country, Emperor Tiansheng sent his troops into the Beijing division. He was called Wangdu, and he changed his name to Dijing. The world was settled. His Majesty first met the old minister in Beijing, just above this bridge. Soles of feet."
The man's tone was calm, but he had a sense of pride. Feng Zhi wiped his lips slightly. He suddenly felt agitated and couldn't help smiling. He said: "It's just blood-stained soldiers."
The man Huo Ran looked back, his eyes were like a knife for a moment, Feng Zhiwei looked at him calmly, smiling softly in the knife-like eyes.
For a long while, the man's eyes gradually narrowed, and he even laughed and said, "Yes, but it's only a king and a defeated knight. In the end, these old ministers are blessed. After all, the emperor is still a good minister. The most fear is that even the knight can't do it."
Feng Zhiwei said nothing, and even the Kou had no choice but to die.
She smiled and pulled back the topic: "This bridge is so beautiful, why is it eventually abandoned?"
"The world is final, your majesty took the palace family into Beijing, and when the most beloved princess Shaoning was embraced on the bridge, she suddenly burst into tears, and some officials said that the matter was ominous."
"Three years later, it was on this bridge." The man paused, took the hip flask in her hand, and took a sip before saying, "The three princes launched a mutiny in order to force the palace. In that battle, the royal family killed three people and injured Four people, one disabled... From now on, this bridge is abandoned."
The thrilling history of royal battles, from his mouth, was simple and simple, but it seemed to spread the sky and blood in a flash. Feng Zhiwei suddenly felt a little cold and tightened his cloak.
On the first bridge that was high and wide and abnormal, the footprints of both the former emperor of the founding emperor and the shadow of the former emperor had been left behind, and the sadness of the prince of the new dynasty cried out. The undead soul of the dead?
And why does this sharp and mysterious person have unusual feelings for this bridge?
He is so familiar with the bridge, is he often wandering on the bridge when he is sleepless at midnight?
But after all, it has nothing to do with her. She can drink long conversations with this strange man tonight, it is already a special thing in life-but it is all because of the fear of loneliness at the time of loneliness, and then happens to meet another lonely person. That's it.
Just as he didn’t ask her why she appeared here, she would not ask him about the loneliness and bleakness in his eyes.
When the residual wine was about to run out, the sky was slightly clear, Feng Zhiwei poured out the last drop of wine in the pot in the first light of Chen Xi, and said with a smile: "The last drop of wine, respect this crooked bridge, the world is much more ups and downs. Change, only this bridge is ancient."
Then she stood up, her wrists flicked down, and she did not return to the bridge without turning her head.
In the early morning, the first light shines through the snow and shines on her shoulder. The delicate girl has a straight back.
The man couldn't sit still and watched her go down the bridge. The glimmer in her eyes said for a long time: "Ning Cheng, where do you say she will go?"