The Rise of Phoenixes

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I don't know if it's a fragrant fragrance, a charm, or a sultry hair, or just that the drunkenness is too murderous. Gu Nanyi suddenly felt a bit hot in her heart and couldn't help raising her hand and holding her shoulder.

He was just a little messy, and wanted to lift her up. Who knew Feng Zhiwei had a sudden rush of wine, er, he would vomit, and she was very self-disciplined. However, Gu Nanyi didn't care, trapped her by her shoulders and prevented her from leaving. She stretched her hands and caressed her back, and a rush of true gas poured in, pressing down the rumbling alcohol in her body.

The seat was quiet, looking at Gu Shaoye, who was by no one else, watching the two people's somewhat ambiguous posture, and exchanged eyes, remembering a legend about broken sleeves that was popular in Dijing some time ago.

"Is Xiao Wei here? Ha ha, the old man came to harass..." Suddenly someone smiled and came to the cup, and the self-talking stepped into the door.

There are still a few people behind this person, pulling each other, saying one way: "Dr. Hu University, you dare to rush to the young man's banquet with this amount of wine, or this king will protect you."

Another person said: "The sixth brother is careful, I am afraid that Lao Hu has drunk us and sold his family Miki, Baba ran, and ran again and again, what to go, beg to drink and drink together."

A few people dragged and rushed straight ahead, and before the crowd had reacted, the first person froze on the threshold.

The second, third, and fourth were blocked, and the probe looked inside, then a "sizzle" gasp.

In the cabinet, seated, Master Wei was lying in the arms of Emperor Jing's famous wooden guard, and that Gu Nanyi openly embraced Wei Zhi's shoulders, his hands carefully caressing him.

Broken sleeves!

Live broken sleeves!

Live openly showing off the sleeve-broken sleeves!

The lively show of the style of broken sleeves is now the most popular teenage heavyweight in Beijing!

Dr. Hu Shengshan, who was like a walnut, held a wine glass, opened his mouth, and his eyes almost fell into his own glass, murmured: "No wonder I found him in so many Qingming students at first glance. It’s different enough."

The second prince who came back from the 100,000 mountains in southern Fujian in the middle of last year was black and oily, and a black face also appeared oily green at this time, straight eyes said: "I heard that the sleeves are very convergent Yes, I don’t want Master Wei to be so arrogant when he breaks it."

The seven princes stepped on the threshold and withdrew their feet backwards, instructing the Qing Qing to follow behind them at any time, "Hurry to write down the time and place, Minger and my "Dijing Miscellaneous Records" have many good stories."

The probe of the ten princes with round faces and big eyes said timidly, "Seven brothers, your miscellaneous notes come out this month and remember to copy them to me."

The seventh prince rewarded him with a shudder, "Xiao Nian Zi, whose hair is not long, look at it!"

A group of people expressed their feelings, but only one person did not speak.

He took the cup and leaned on the door, smiling.

The wine in the wine glass was clear, reflecting his gleaming eyes. The eyes fluttered on the two embracing people, floating very lightly, but falling down very hard, like a blade half hidden in the scabbard.

Immediately he smiled softly and said, "Everyone said there was lively watching, and it was lively. The talents of Qingming Academy, gathered together today."

In this way, the attention of everyone immediately turned from broken sleeves to the Qingming gathering itself. Several princes' eyes turned around on the students' faces, and the smile seemed meaningful.

"Sure enough, really right." The second prince served the cup, and the smile was a bit cool.

Probably want to participate in this year's Chun Wei, and all come one after another.

"It's indeed Qi." Feng Zhiwei was finally appeased by Gu Nanyi and poured the wine pouring from his body. He raised his head from under his shoulders, glanced at the corners of his eyes, and stood up with a smile, Yin Yin said, "Xiaguan is easy to pick up from Northern Xinjiang He returned his life, and almost never saw this prosperous emperor Jingchengping world. He had violated his friends for a year. His Majesty said that he would give a few days of leave to the old officials to narrate the old ones. Come together."

The second prince froze, and then remembered that Emperor Tiansheng had indeed said that Wei Zhi should be relaxed and distracted. Besides, the examination of Chun Wei was still undecided. As the secretary of Qingming Academy, who can say what? It was their princes who were very busy on weekdays, and all of them were so cleverly gathered here today, clearly showing traces.

Looking at his side, Ning Yi, who first provoke the topic, stopped talking. He was drinking wine slowly. He hated this guy's slyness and hated his quick mouth. He wanted to satirize Ning Yi, but he was not here today. Lao Qi was recently compiling a book, and Lao Shi had sent him any good books he had collected. Today, Lao Qi asked for wine here. Speaking of Ning Yi where there was a big book, "The Immortal Bag", he asked three and four reminders. He dragged in to fool the book, Ning Yi was dragged in, and said that the book was lent to Lao Hu, so he invited Hu Shengshan together again, and it was not appropriate to say anything at this time.

"Master Wei, that's a horse back cannon." Seventh prince Feng Ya, the most eloquent, looked at the second elder stiff there, and immediately laughed and played the round. Ran on your own, are you embarrassed to say? Fine wine! Fine wine!"

When he said this, he dragged Feng Zhiwei and ordered people to take a big cup.

The cup was brought over like a washbasin, Feng Zhi stunned, and he whispered, "Forget it, don't punish me, I jumped in and drowned."

Everyone waited and laughed. At this time, everyone had entered the hall and re-seat. The new VIPs naturally and Feng Zhiwei were seated. Qian Yan, who was originally accompanied by the chief chief, knew that they were not qualified to sit with these princes. 'S avoiding the next head, exchanging eyes with each other, all have a worried look.

Today, those who are not good are not coming, Master Wei alone, and wine again, how to deal with it?

According to the rules of Tiansheng, Hu Shengshan’s veteran who had done so was the most respected and deserved first, followed by the highest-ranking Chu Wang Ningyi who is bestowed by the current prince. The nobility of room hairpins, even Feng Zhiwei did not know where to be squeezed.

Feng Zhi smiled and pushed Old Hu into the seat, but bowed to Ning Yi in a proper way, and gave a hand, "His Royal Highness, please come to the seat, please, please."