164 I'll help you

In the end, the two of them came to the pavilion and sat opposite each other.

After the people brought the food up and left, Jiuyin had not yet moved her chopsticks, but just looked at Feng Mujin and remained silent.

Feng Mujin didn't look at her, picked up the chopsticks and started eating, just like every time she had a meal with her in the past.

They have never had much to say when they eat.

Unable to see through what he was thinking at this moment, Jiuyin had no choice but to cooperate with him to have a meal.

The evening ended in a peaceful and quiet atmosphere, and the servants packed up their things and replaced them with tea and fruit.

Seeing Feng Mujin holding the cup and trying to drink tea, Jiuyin couldn't help but say, "It's better not to drink tea immediately after meals, it's not good for the stomach."

He was slightly stunned and put the cup down obediently.

"Mu Jin, just say whatever you have. No matter what you say, it is better than the Cold War." Such a low atmosphere was really uncomfortable.

"There is no cold war." Feng Mujin stared at her increasingly moving face under the pearlescent light and said calmly: "I figured it out."

Jiuyin moved her lips, but she didn't say anything, just waiting for him to continue talking.

"I figured it out, Jiuyin." He said again, although his voice was a little light, he was firm: "It's a strange feeling. I haven't known you for a long time, but I can't see you being wronged."

She was slightly moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Although Feng Mujin's face was not very good and had always been calm and handsome, her voice was still soft: "I don't know if this is fate. Like the Fourth Emperor Brother, I never want to get close to women, but you are the exception, and I am both to him."

Jiuyin's heart was slightly tugged, thinking of Feng Chenye's cold and indifferent front, the domineering and ostentatious face and lips, there was a smile that even he could not even notice.

"The Fourth Emperor Brother once wanted a woman." He still said quietly, looking at the sky in the distance: "You know that woman too, and she is Mrs. Yi in his backyard."

She didn't know what she was feeling now. He said this about Prince Yi's past. What exactly did he want to express?

"Mrs. Yi has been by his side for more than ten years, and the Fourth Emperor Brother also thought of giving her a future. In fact, the Fourth Emperor Brother is not as cold as he seems on the surface. He is a person who absolutely values ​​friendship."

He wanted to pick up the cup again, but when he thought of her reminder, he put his palm back as soon as he stretched out.

"When the Yi Palace was first established, one night, Mrs. Yi gave her the emperor's brother medicine. The two got married, so the emperor gave her the name of her wife, but since then, she has never been summoned to serve her again. Mrs. Yi is the only woman in the backyard who has ever had a good time with the Fourth Emperor's brother." He looked at her and sighed silently: "Of course, you are not among them."

Jiuyin didn't notice her hunger and held her right palm tightly. She said in confusion: "With Ye's temperament, I know that Mrs. Yi gave him medicine, how could he let her go?"

She didn't notice some details herself, but Feng Mujin noticed that she now called the Fourth Emperor Brother "Ye" instead of the Prince.

His thin lips raised slightly, and opened his first smile tonight: "I have a wife's name. Isn't it a punishment for me to stay alone in the empty room for so many years, and I'm not allowed to step on the front yard?"

She didn't speak, but she knew very well that such punishment might be more painful than death.

"After that night, the fourth emperor brother disliked the closeness of women even more, and later it turned out that even the woman would subconsciously resist her touch. Later, he thought he was sick, so he found a few young and beautiful women from the brothel to come back, hoping to cure this secret disease for himself."

Jiuyin's smile on the corner of her lips became unconsciously deepened. Listening to Prince Yi's past romantic affairs, he not only did not feel sad, but instead felt a little more pity for him.

This is Prince Yi, such an arrogant person, how can he tolerate such a hidden trace?

"What happened later?" she asked.

"Aren't you jealous?" Feng Mujin raised an eyebrow and stared at her cheek, as if she wanted to see no expression on her face clearly.

"Why am I jealous?" That's all old things, not to mention that even if what's happening now, she is not qualified to be jealous.

When he returned to Prince Yi's mansion, he was the noble and noble Prince Yi again, and she... was always just a female slave.

When I was in Fengqi, I could pretend to forget the differences in the identities of the two. How can I forget after I come back here?

Just like now, she just wants to meet him and has to wait for the people from Chenfeng Pavilion to summon him. She goes there, and who knows if she will be stopped.

Identity is really there, no matter what, I can't get over it.

As expected, she couldn't see any unhappy expression in her eyes. Feng Mujin sighed and continued: "Later, everyone knew that Prince Yi would go to the fireworks place to have fun from time to time, but they didn't know that Prince Yi had only let the girls play the piano and dance and music, and never asked anyone from beginning to end."

Jiuyin sighed softly, and a trace of warmth arises in his heart.

"Later, after the busy affairs, the Fourth Emperor no longer minds such a thing, so for so many years, you are the only woman who can get close to him." His eyes were burning, staring at her quiet face: "Have you thought it through?"

Jiuyin was slightly stunned, raised her eyes and looked at him: "What do you think?"

"Who do you want to be with?" Feng Mujin stared at her face and asked seriously: "Do you still have to stick to your original decision and want to be with Zhan Qingcheng?"

Unexpectedly, he would suddenly ask this, and Jiuyin was completely stopped by him.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't give him a firm answer.

Just now, my heart was still warm, peaceful and peaceful. Suddenly, because of a problem, I felt a strong wind and waves in my heart.

In the past, he would have told him without hesitation that he wanted to be with Qingcheng, but now, why is it so difficult to express this sentence?

"Did you fall in love with the Fourth Emperor Brother?" Feng Mujin asked again.

"No!" She subconsciously retorted, and her hands placed on the stone table shook violently, and accidentally knocked over the cup of fragrant tea on the table.

"Be careful." Feng Mujin hurriedly held her hand and ordered people to come in and clean up the chaos on the stone table. After everyone stepped down, he looked at Jiuyin and said seriously: "You take it seriously... don't like him at all?"

Jiuyin's mood had calmed down. When she looked at his gaze, she said hunchedly: "I want to be with Qingcheng, I can't let him down."

For his own sake, Zhan Qingcheng gave up everything. Langya Island was the only city that his father had not yet broken before his death. After the battle of Langya Island, Zhan Haoguo died of illness not long after. His death was more or less related to this war.

Although she didn't know what happened on Langya Island back then, she knew very well what the importance of capturing Langya Island was to fight Qingcheng.

However, for her, he threw the Moon Killing Sword that had been following him for more than 20 years on Wolf Teeth Island, allowing himself to become Feng Chenye's prisoner, and allowing his record that he had never lost in his life to add an ever-destroying stain.

Qingcheng paid too much for her, no matter whether he was for responsibility or feelings, she would never allow herself to bear his burden in this life.

"You don't have to persuade me anymore. Mu Jin, I think you are a friend, so I don't want to lie to you." She stood up, walked to a corner of the pavilion, and turned her back to him: "I like Qingcheng. Only by being with Qingcheng can I live the life I want can I have happiness. In this life, I will never give up on him."

Feng Mujin stared at her slender back and was silent.

The evening breeze blows, driving a depressing breath that lingers all over the body.

The night was heavy, and it was almost breathless.

A long time later, Feng Mujin suddenly smiled slightly, stood up, but did not approach her, but just stood there, staring at her back, and said calmly: "Okay, since this is what you want, I will help you."

Jiuyin's body shook slightly, and she didn't have the courage to look back at him.

"I will let you escape from the confinement of the Fourth Emperor Brother, but the method is up to me. You can only cooperate and not ask." Looking at her stiff back, he said, "I won't harm you."

He pinched the cup on the table and drank the tea in the quilt. He raised it casually, and the best white jade cup was thrown into the corner and it was broken into pieces.

He stepped down toward the pavilion: "I have something to do tonight. I won't send you back to the west wing by myself."

Jiuyin looked back and watched him step by step away, knowing that he was angry. She was angry that she was unwilling to choose his fourth emperor brother, but she had no choice at all.

Prince Jin promised to help her, she should be happy, but why did she feel so heavy when she heard him say he help her?

She was unhappy, not happy at all, and even felt very sad...

The slender body leaned weakly against the stone pillars of the pavilion, looking at the light green figure gradually moving away. Until everything in front of him became more and more hazy, he realized that his eyes had been wet with tears.

Why did she become like this? It was something she had been praying for, but now Prince Jin has given her the best answer. What is she still sad about?

He returned to the west wing with a little dismay. Seeing Qingtong practicing sword in the front yard, Jiuyin calmed down and took a step forward: "I have gained some new understanding of the sword skills I have learned recently. I will practice it for you to give me some advice."

I was upset and had to suppress all my boredom. I will talk about what happened in the future later.

"good."

Qingtong handed her the sword.

Jiuyin turned his wrist, lifted it, and took a step.

The willows are green and the river is level, and I hear the singing of the Lang River.

It’s sunrise in the east and rain in the west. It’s clear that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

The sword light is still entangled with the falling moonlight. The wind is slightly moving, people are silent, the mountains and rivers are spring again, sighing that the spring flowers and autumn moon are flourishing, but in the end, it is reflected in the water, a dream of the southern part.

The goose yellow figure flashed, and the long sword returned to Qingtong's hand.

"A lot of thoughts can easily hurt yourself and others." She didn't know much about her daughter's love, but only knew that continuing to let her practice would only hurt herself.

Jiuyin was a little helpless. She originally wanted to use sword training to dispel the boredom in her heart, but she didn't want the sword moves and mood to merge. In the end, she felt like she was uncontrollable and was sucked back by the sword energy.

"Is this what you martial arts practitioners have always said to be obsessed with the infatuation?" It turns out that you will also have a day of obsessed with the infatuation.
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