The Rise of Phoenixes

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Yan Huaiying froze there, remembering Wei Zhi's sentence, "It's still auntie."

Your Highness asked her to wait like this?

Yan Huaiying sat there and froze for a while before slowly moving out of bed. She pulled and pulled the torn open chest Western nightgown, barely covering her shoulders, and stepped over step by step.

She had never waited for anyone, but she couldn't respond at the moment. What should she do now? Feng Zhi glanced at her slightly, and looked at her as if she looked awkward, and sighed in her heart.

Why? In order to lose one's selfish desires or a little hatred that doesn't exist, to lose oneself for life?

These children who were raised in the rich family since childhood were still too narrow, magnifying a little trifle indefinitely, incessantly intimidating themselves, until they were forced into Liangshan by hypothetical danger, and trapped themselves in a strange circle of self-torture.

I really don’t want to embarrass her, not sympathy and pity, but feel that it has been miserable to be sacrificed by the family and become a servant girl from Miss Qianjin. She is destined to get no reward. She will toss her again. This child hangs in Ning Yifang. They have to move.

"Anyway, Xiaguan's hands are wet, let's go, Xiaguan, just rubbed some mud just now, just like His Highness borrowed some water to wash." She smiled and played in the round field, crouching in front of Ning Yi to help him take off his wet boots.

Who knew Ning Yi kicked at the tip of his toe and kicked on Yan Huaiying's lap, saying lightly: "Master Wei's hands are dirty, you haven't heard it? Don't wait for the adults to wash their hands?"

Yan Huaiying was stiff there and would not move.

The kick on the knee was not heavy, but it instantly broke her heart and kicked her whole person into the abyss. It was just that sentence, she suddenly understood that she was wrong.

It's because she wants to go. Those legends that can rely on the power of the emperor's relatives to show off their powers to the dynasty officials are just stories in the legendary book. The protagonist there is not the long-time prince like Ning Yi, nor Wei. Know such officials in the city.

In front of such a person, nothing absurd can happen, and no one wants to be misplaced arbitrarily.

And she really humiliated herself for this absurd and wishful thinking, and it can never be recovered.

It was she who gave up herself—if she could have worshipped at Wei Zhi's feet before, she would not be qualified to connect with Wei Zhisheng on Wednesday.

She shook her lips, trying to resist the outbreak, wanting to be angry and crying, and wanting to do what she wanted to do as a Miss Yan family as she had done for more than a decade, but she dared not do anything, Ning Yi was not Wei Zhi, She dared to play Missy's temper in front of the gentle Wei Zhi because she felt in her heart that Wei Zhi wouldn't really care about her, even if she didn't care about her because of disdain, she would never have any troubles, but in front of Ning Yi She didn’t dare. The man who was as elegant as the moonlight and as dazzling as the midnight mandala had its own awe-inspiring and sharpness, but only glanced so faintly, but she felt that all the words were frozen. Frozen in the blood forever.

She believes that angering Wei Zhi may just be unlucky, angering Ning Yi, that is death.

Although she didn't dare to attack, she couldn't lower herself immediately after all. She froze there, trembling gently, her fingers clenched tightly in her palm, and she didn't step forward or back.

Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to see her, nor did he hear Ning Yi's instructions to Yan Huaiying. He washed his hands with water and said lightly: "Don't dare to be Miss Yan's wait, let's avoid it."

This is to remind Ning Yi's opponent's identity. Sure enough, seeing Ning Yi's eyebrows move slightly, Feng Zhiwei knew a little bit more-he didn't even know the identity of the other party, how could it be ambiguous? With Ning Yi being cautious and romantic, it is impossible to have fun with a woman of unknown origin.

"Now that's the case." Ning Yi knew Yan Huaiying's identity, but there was a sneer in the corners of her lips, and said lightly, "This woman who doesn't understand the rules, Ben Wang has no patience to bring him around and slowly teach, Master Wei, this concubine, Reward you."

Feng Zhi was startled slightly.

Yan Huaiying Huo Ran raised his head, and even his pupils seemed to dilate in an instant, and his eyes were full of incredible panic.

"Your Highness... Your Royal Highness, you said...what..."

Ning Yi didn't even have the enthusiasm to say one more word to her. She only turned her face to Fengwei and snorted, "Huh?"

Feng Zhi sighed slightly and said lazily: "Xiaguan thank you."

"That's good." Ning Yi seemed to be in a good mood and waved her hand. "Since it's your concubine, what do you do in this royal house? Don't you go out yet?"

"I won't go out!" Yan Huaiying was not afraid of it at this time, and things had reached the worst point. She was afraid of Ning Yi and had to struggle for her destiny.

With a thump, she knelt on the ground covered with water, knelt under Ning Yi's knees, hugged his knees, and she burst into tears, "His Royal Highness...His Royal Highness, I will learn...I will learn well Rule, don’t drive me away...I’m yours, you just...you just..."

She choked, and said something half ambiguous, hoping to use this ambiguous hint to make Wei Zhi disgusted that she was already a stubborn flower, so she actively quit.

It’s okay not to say this. Ning Yi raised her eyebrows immediately, seemingly smiling and deflecting her face, saying, "What happened just now?"

Where did Yan Huaiying say it, only holding his knees and crying in tears, and his tears and nose were inadvertently stained with Ning Yi's robe. Feng Zhiwei looked bad, and before Ning Yi noticed, she picked her up and moved to the side Let go.

What she meant was that she was afraid that Ning Yi would kick her to death when she was unhappy. It wasn't that she wanted to cherish the life of the young lady, but that she didn't want to make trouble with Yan's family for the time being.

However, Yan Huaiying thought that Wei Zhi deliberately did not give her a chance. She suddenly found her vent with sorrow and anger. Huo Ran turned to stare at Feng Zhiwei, making a low rage from her throat, and slammed her head.

"You won't let me live, I will die in your hands!"

Feng Zhi flicked her out of the door with a clap.

"Remember! Now I am your beloved, your God! You make trouble, no one will die in this yard!"

She was ingenious, Yan Huaiying was fanned out of the door without a swollen nose and blue face, but was forced to close her eyes by the palm wind.

Someone immediately came to pick her up.