The Rise of Phoenixes

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"How dare you now?"

"Did you do something with the second child recently?" Ning Yi squinted at her. "After you come back, the two servants of the ritual department will be guilty immediately. When your guilt becomes a real crime, your majesty has made a thorough investigation. Ritual Department, Your Majesty also can't help you. If you want to use your hands to rectify the wind, how can the second child feel at ease? As the master, he must worry that you will climb out more people regardless of random bite, second, be loyal to The servants of your own camp have explained that you and him are already in a knot, almost seeing each other in the first place, first to be strong and then to suffer, he will fail twice or twice, or three times, and he will not rest. Rather than waiting for him to attack, it’s better for you to shed it first-I don’t believe you can’t think of this, you really can’t, I will think for you.”

"Your Highness is sincere, really touched Weichen." Feng Zhiwei applauded, "It's just that His Royal Highness didn't mention that you used Shaoning's thing to silently replace the Yulin Army in the palace, adjust the long guard, and let your majesty return it. A group of people from the palace have been re-elected to change the house maid, and almost all the old people in the palace have been replaced. I am in a hurry to the second prince, don't you?"

"So we have to work hard to go to the villa together..." Ning Yi bowed her ears, her lips blowing hotly beside her, with a deep smile, "Ordinary women entering the villa will only do bad things. , Who else can?"

"How do I feel that Your Highness is saying that among the women in the world, I am the best at treacherous and spicy?" Feng Zhiwei blocked his side and wanted to push him.

As soon as Ning Yi licked her palm, Feng Zhi kept her hands a little busy, rubbed her palms on her clothes, and her face was red beyond control. Hearing Ning Yi's low laughter, she seemed to be in a happy mood, "You are poisonous, I'm raped, we are not exactly match made in heaven?"

"Dare not stand side by side with Your Highness." Feng Zhi smirked slightly.

"And... call me Yi." Ning Yi smiled lightly, her eyes were dazzling, her voice fluttered like a cloud of clouds, rippling without scratches, "Come... cry out."

"Yi..." Feng Zhiwei also laughed, and laughed very thievely in Ning Yi's eyes with surprise. "Huh? What did you just say? I didn't hear it."

Listening to the changed tone of the abominable woman halfway, Ning Yi, who caught half of the heart without catching the itch, seemed to smile and stared at Feng Zhiwei, then shook his head and smiled for a long time: "No way, just wait and see You spoiled spoiled tone."

He stood upright, pointing to Feng Zhiwei's clothes, "I am wronged, you really have to be a famous actress, once a famous actress, one of the four major Yunqu classes in Shanbei Road, Dexing She, who was the head of Huaxing in the early years, later became the envoy of Shannan. Mrs. Huang Xishi’s wife, this time Huang Xu went to Beijing with Xu’s envoy, and handed over to the Penal Department the case of a mountainous chaotic gathering in the north of the mountain. Tonight was invited by the second prince to visit Shuyu Villa. You are a famous actor. Vanity is great, so..."

He smiled and said: "Dijing's latest character is a apron, Mrs. Huang will definitely get the upper body first."

Feng Zhiwei stared at the beautiful bellyband and twitched his lips, suspecting that this identity was intentional by Ning Yi.

"What about the real Huang Fei and Mrs. Huang?" Feng Zhiwei took a mask.

Ning Yi patted the human skin mask indifferently, "In your hands."

Feng Zhiwei twitched his mouth again, resisting the urge to vomit, took the mask in his hand, and stared at the pile of clothes without saying a word.

"Two choices." Ning Yi said leisurely, "Let someone wear it for you, or...I personally wear it for you."

"Dare not work your Highness." Feng Zhiwei chose quickly.

"Manchun." Ning Yi turned around and called.

There was a faint ringing sound, and the fragrance was striking. The slender and slender shadow was turned in the Tongmu promenade, and then the curtain was lifted, and Feng Zhiwei's eyes lit up, and she saw the woman in the lotus-colored gauze skirt, standing in front of the door.

The light of the begonia lamp on the porch is light red, which reflects the beautiful flower of the woman's eyebrows. The pair of eyebrows are extremely thin. The eyebrows under the eyebrows slightly raise the crimson eyeliner. The cold and delicate eyes are like the crabapples under the moon. She does not look at the phoenix. Zhiwei, only Yingying bowed to Ning Yi, the sound sounded very weak, but in that light, there was some uncontrollable vigorous joy.

"Your Highness..."

Ning Yi lifted the curtain and leaned back on the railing outside the porch, saying lightly: "Waiting for this girl to take a bath and change clothes."

The woman named Man Chun, who was holding her face full of spring, didn't want to hear this sentence. She couldn't help but stunned there. After a while, she slowly turned her eyes to the room. Feng Zhiwei had already turned her back to change a spare. Although she knew that the person Ning Yi called must be reliable, she still did not want to show any of her faces.

Man Chun stared staringly at Feng Zhiwei's back, looked at the suit, and Mumu turned his head to see Ning Yi. He turned his head halfway, but forced himself to twist back and bow silently.

Her eyes showed a deep black, like a starless night, compared with the shimmering eyes just now, this woman's eyes at this moment were kind of sinking into the abyss.

There is also an incredible surprise.

There is also a kind of despair that was originally thought to have suffered hard but was suddenly broken by a dream.

She froze there, her long nails shrunk into her palms, pinched tightly.

Feng Zhiwei pulled the curtain a little uncomfortably, and unsurely put all the latches of the windows in place. The woman stood upright, watching her walk in the bedroom where Ning Yi never entered. When I walked, I didn't care about playing with Ning Yi's things, my fingers curled tighter, and a faint hint of red appeared.

Feng Zhiwei didn't care about these things. She stayed in the top position for a long time, trying to figure out how the emperor would love each other, but she was about to forget that the woman's psychology is the most complicated kind in the world. Pie, casually said: "Trouble girl shut the door tightly, oh, please turn your back, I want to take a shower."

She had a calm tone, but the lightness and dignity revealed between the lines made the woman tremble.

Feng Zhiwei has quickly undressed and bathed to wash away the smell of the medicine. He has to hurry up and leave the city.

She has always been reluctant to look at the woman-look at Wan Wanyun, the pendant bead used by women. Obviously, this is one of Ning Yi's concubines. The bed, for no reason, made her feel greasy and unwilling to look at it more.