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Jiang Yanyi was stunned for a moment, caught off guard by his words: "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Feng Shuo looked at her bewildered appearance, sighed softly in his heart, turned his head, and kissed her forehead lightly with his slightly cool lips, in his eyes there was an undercurrent that Jiang Yanyi couldn't see. : "I want to tie you to me, and you won't be able to run away in this life."

Jiang Yan turned to look at him: "You say this as if you have done something wrong."

Feng Shuo stretched out his hands to mess up her untidy bun, "For you, I have a clear conscience."

He looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said: "I often have a dream recently. In the dream, you are dead, but I don't recognize you. The city of Xizhou is broken, and corpses are everywhere..."

Every time I wake up from the dream, cold sweat crawls all over my back, and there is a chill in my bones.

Everything in the dream was so real that he couldn't even tell which was the dream and which was the real world.But the boundless sense of delusion and fear almost swallowed him whole.

When Jiang Yanyi heard Feng Shuo's talk about dreams, his heart was already in turmoil. Nine out of ten of his dreams were his original destiny.

Maybe it's time to tell him everything.

She plucked up her courage and said, "Feng Shuo, what if I say it's all true?"

Feng Shuo's eyes turned cold almost instantly, and the hand around her waist unconsciously increased his strength: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yanyi looked into his eyes and said, "Do you remember what I said before? I said, I am not alone with Jiang Yanyi from the capital."

Her heart was beating violently. At this moment, she was actually not sure what she would face after telling everything. Maybe her relatives and lovers would turn against her, but she also knew that it was time to tell Feng Shuo these things. up.

She settled down and continued, "The real daughter of the Jiang family hit a wall and died on the first day she came to Xizhou."

There was a kind of heaviness in Feng Shuo's eyes that Jiang Yanyi couldn't understand. He stroked Jiang Yanyi's cheek lightly with his hand, and asked, "If all that is true, am I in a dream now?"

Jiang Yanyi shook his head: "This world, in the world I used to live in, is just a book. What you see in your dream is the original ending of the book. I don't know how I got here after I died in the original world. In this body. What you see and experience now are all real, but there are differences from the trajectory of the original book."

Feng Shuo thought it was absurd, but he had checked Jiang Yanyi because of his suspicions, and she was a completely different person when she arrived in Xizhou and when she was in the capital.

Now it seems that it can be explained.

It’s just a bit ridiculous, all the things he has gained by fighting with his life for more than twenty years, whether it’s pain or joy, are just fates set by others with a few pens.

Feng Shuo closed his eyes and asked, "Then who are you?"

"My real name is also Jiang Yanyi. In my original world, let's say I was a shopkeeper of a restaurant."

Feng Shuo said, "You were the one I met from the very beginning?"

Jiang Yanyi could feel that his arms were a little stiff. The ancients feared ghosts and gods, and in their eyes, he was almost a lonely ghost.

This embrace may no longer be hers.

There was some pain in the heart, sharp and suffocating, as if a sharp knife had been stabbed in, stirring up blood.

Jiang Yanyi straightened up, she was obviously smiling, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, "Yes, and no. This body is not mine. My original appearance is not so good. Look, I'm so ordinary... Maybe you won't recognize me if I blend in with the crowd."

Only when tears welled up in her eyes did Jiang Yanyi realize that she was deeper in this relationship than she realized.

It was also at this time that she realized that she was very afraid of losing Feng Shuo.

Promises of sobriety and rationality have all become jokes.

When we first met him standing under the wind lamp in Huotouying, he had cold eyebrows and eyes. After we got acquainted, he always smiled with a bit of surly corners of his mouth. Later, when he looked at her, his eyes softened unconsciously.

The past flashed through Jiang Yanyi's mind. When he played chess in his room, his forehead was covered with notes. Talking about disgust, but the kitten crawled into his boots, his brows and eyes were just a little more helpless, when he learned the news of Mrs. Jiang's death, he took her out of the city on horseback to relax, and Mei Linli She shakes the plum tree and shakes off the snow covered in him...

It turned out that before she knew it, she and he already had so many memories and pasts.

To let it all go is like pulling out a vine whose roots have already been rooted in the heart.

Does it hurt?

How can it not hurt.

But if he chose to confess, then all of this should have been expected long ago.

Feng Shuo didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Yanyi didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, turned his head away to hide the tears on his face, and said in a pretendingly relaxed tone: "Scared you? This is what I said before to hide you secret."

Feng Shuo finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Sorry for what?I'm sorry, can't I accept her like this anymore?

Even though such an ending had been expected a long time ago, Jiang Yanyi's heart still throbbed at this moment.

My mind is in a mess, and I felt cold before, but now all my senses seem to have become dull, only my heart seems to have been cut open with a sharp knife, and it hurts sharply from the cold wind.

Jiang Yanyi just wanted to escape here quickly. She stood up, without the cloak to protect against the cold, and the chill of the north wind blowing across the roof soaked into her bones.

"It's nothing. It's late, I should go back, please help me find a wooden ladder after I go down." She tried her best to hide it, but her strong nasal voice still betrayed her.

Tears couldn't stop flowing, Jiang Yanyi wiped his eyes in embarrassment.

When someone hugged her tightly from behind and wrapped herself in the warm cloak again, she couldn't hold back her sobs anymore.

"What nonsense are you talking about." Feng Shuo's voice sounded like a sigh.

"If I had known earlier that my time was short, maybe I wouldn't have provoked you. If I couldn't change the fate, how would you protect yourself if I died?" He once said that he would teach her how to ride a horse. Shooting arrows, wielding knives and swords gave her the ability to protect herself.

But if he dies, the royal family and various princes will carve up his rights, and she is still not a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Jiang Yanyi didn't expect that this was the reason why he said "I'm sorry", he was so sad and happy that he was so choked up that he couldn't speak: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Feng Shuo told her to turn around, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "What are you afraid of?"

"I am a lonely ghost from another world..."

"Fortunately, you are here, fortunately, I met you." Feng Shuo stroked her cheek with his thumb, "When I was having those dreams, I was thinking, what should I do if you are really gone? Now Let me tell you, Jiang Yanyi, I will go crazy."

"If you say that this is a dream, and what is in my dream is the real world, I probably never want to wake up."

"Before you, I didn't know what liking was. After I met you, I realized that a person can really live in a person's heart. It's snowing, and I wanted to show you the first time. , I found a pearl hairpin by chance, and I bought it when I thought it was suitable for you. When I was searching for books, I found a volume of travel notes and miscellaneous notes. you."

Jiang Yanyi hugged Feng Shuo tightly, lay on his shoulder and sobbed uncontrollably.

Feng Shuo caressed the long hair on her back: "When a person forgets another person, the first thing he forgets is his voice and appearance. The easiest thing to forget. When we are all old, maybe you don’t remember what I look like now. What you still remember is the decades we have walked together, and what I have taught you It’s a little habit of raising one’s hand and raising one’s feet inadvertently.”

"We will grow old with each other. Face is the first thing that disappears in the years. In a longer period of time, all we see is the appearance of each other's aging. I even look like you in your seventies and eighties. I don't even mind, do you still think that I care what you look like now?"

He raised Jiang Yanyi's chin with one hand, and kissed her delicately on her eyelids, making her cry uncontrollably: "Stupid?"

"Feng Shuo." Jiang Yanyi called him with a strong nasal voice.

"Ok?"

"You marry me."

"it is good."

***

The cold wind blew most of the night on the roof last night, Jiang Yanyi fell ill the next day, top-heavy and unable to get out of bed.

Aunt Guo got up early in the morning and cooked porridge in the kitchen. Jiang Yanyi got up before meal time and came to her room to call her, only to find that Jiang Yanyi had a fever, her whole body was hot, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. like.

"Oh, Master, why are you so ill?" Aunt Guo was taken aback, and asked Yang Xiu to go out to ask for a doctor.

Jiang Yanyi had a headache, her eyes hurt, her limbs were sore, and her body was weak. As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was also very hoarse: "It's okay."

"It's okay, don't go out to blow the air today, and take good care of your illness." Aunt Guo pushed Jiang Yanyi, who was struggling to half sit up, back into the quilt, and looked around the room I also couldn't figure out how Jiang Yanyi caught the wind and cold, and said: "Is it because the house is too big, and a charcoal basin can't keep warm? I'll get another charcoal basin."

Aunt Guo was nimble, and quickly found another charcoal basin.

When Qiukui heard that Jiang Yanyi was ill, she was so anxious that tears came out, and stayed by Jiang Yanyi's bed, refusing to leave.

It is said that illness comes like a mountain. Jiang Yanyi has chest tightness, nausea, and can't eat anything. If she didn't know that this is just a common cold in later generations, she might think that she has a terminal illness.

However, the level of medical treatment in ancient times was not as good as that of later generations, and many people died of wind-cold colds, so everyone regarded wind-cold as a serious illness.

The doctor came to take Jiang Yanyi's pulse and prescribed medicine. Aunt Guo went to the kitchen to decoct the medicine, and Okra used a warm cloth towel to rub Jiang Yanyi's forehead.

Chu Yangui also wanted to see Jiang Yanyi. Considering that he was in poor health, he was afraid of infecting him with the wind and cold, so Jiang Yanyi refused.

How touched I was on the roof last night, Jiang Yanyi regrets it now, why did she go to the roof to stage a farewell to Feng Shuo at night in the winter?

Even if it's a showdown, it's better to find a safe and warm place.

Sure enough, once the mood is up, I do things without thinking.

She lay paralyzed on the bed, with a towel covering her forehead, and could not stop moaning.

At this time, Feng Shuo, who was discussing matters with a group of staff in the study of the palace, was also sneezing constantly, and his head was dizzy.

During the break, Xing Yao couldn't help but whispered: "Master, you may have caught a cold, let the doctor in the house take the pulse and prescribe some medicine."

Feng Shuo's phoenix raised his eyes: "Is this king going to catch the cold? Ah Choo—"

The study room was silent.

The king of Liaonan, who had always been wounded by swords and swords, also caught cold for the first time.