The Rise of Phoenixes

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He Lianzheng had several concubines in Wang Ting, who were sent by the patriarchs on the day of adulthood in accordance with the rules of the prairie. In Feng Zhiwei's opinion, it was not a little wife, but a spy, but if King Helian himself enjoyed it, She was too lazy to manage, she had been very busy since she came, and had no time to see these people directly under her.

He Lianzheng's face was a little embarrassed, and he glanced at her secretly, and said: "Dai Fei, as usual, three days before and after Li Fei, you are... coughing and sleeping."

Someone in the seat coughed. Someone seemed to accidentally crush the bone. Feng Zhi froze for a while and said, "Ah? Me? Oh."

She had just said these three words, and then she stopped talking and continued to eat. Instead, she hanged King Helian so that she could not hold it. I didn’t know what the noble concubine was thinking. The concubine seemed to have forgotten to speak, and she only cared about her own meat, so anxious that King Helian had a sore, and her **** twisted from left to right.

After the meal was twisted, the king did not wait for the concubine's following. As they saw that they were gone, Feng Zhiwei walked to the rear hall, and Helian Zheng quickly followed him, and saw Feng Zhi enter her room calmly. He had to stand still, standing there in sorrow, sighing sadly, and heading down to his room.

Although Wang Ting is a palace, according to the customs of the prairie, the king is alone in the palace. The women are on the side. Who needs it and who is to come in. The concubine is no exception. He Lianzheng lies alone on the carpet of his room. Do you want to improve the rules after assuming the position, and learn from ordinary couples in the Central Plains, and live together?

Suddenly the door was pulled open, a quilt came in first, then flew over a pillow, and finally, Feng Zhi's black skirt with silver edge, stepped on the quilt calmly and stepped in.

Helian Zheng flew from the valley to heaven in an instant, and ecstatically stood up and shouted, "Did you come to bed, Princess?"

"My concubine, I come to bed." Feng Zhiwei shook his finger at him. "You said one more key word."

He Lianzheng slammed on the carpet and said in dismay: "This woman never refuses to let others rejoice for more than a quarter of an hour."

Feng Zhiwei ignored him, spreading his bedding on the carpet, and lying down, saying, "Be calm, sleep, and have something to do tomorrow."

"Can we do something ahead of time tonight?" Helianzheng saluted. "Do something pleasant and relaxing that will make you and me feel wonderful in this life?"

He wandered around and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's horn.

"Yes." Feng Zhiwei pillowed his hands, and said, "But I don't guarantee that after this matter is over, you will feel sad and heavy and you can't wait to be born."

He Lianzheng sadly wiped her face with her horns, and drunkly put her face on the quilt, looking at that look and wished to suffocate herself. After a long time, she sulked and said: "Forget it, I know I don't expect Yes, it’s good for you to sleep here, anyway, worrying about me."

"The clever boy concubine likes it." Feng Zhi said lazily, suddenly sniffing his nose, "Huh?"

"Huh?" Helian Zheng sneaked on the quilt, trying to roll himself in.

Feng Zhiwei waited for him to curl up almost, and then pulled left and right to grab a quilt.

King Helian looked sadly at Feng Zhiwei, who wrapped himself into a long strip.

Feng Zhiwei was like not knowing his small movements from beginning to end, and closed his eyes and said: "I suffocated the weather for a long time, I didn't hold it by accident, and then I was strange..."

"Is it strange that it doesn't smell?" Helianzheng's eyes brightened. "Don't you know that since I met you, I started washing my feet every day!"

"How often do you wash it before?"

"I think about it..." Helian Zheng thought for a long while, and replied solemnly, "I washed it once in Ganzhou."

In other words, he went directly from Ganzhou to Dijing, and had not washed his feet for a long time before meeting Feng Zhiwei...

"Ah, actually I think that is also a weapon. Gu Nanyi smoked you and fainted." Feng Zhi turned over slightly.

"I was thinking that you might have slept by my side for a day, and I would regret it if I smoked you away." He Lianzheng walked around her, "If you like someone, you must do your best, no Men who are willing to change their shortcomings for women are not really good men."

Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes slightly.

The man in front of him was lying on the edge of her bed, looking at her with her cheek, her amber eyes glowing with purple light, shining like jewels.

He opened his shirt slightly, revealing half of his chest with pale honey-colored skin, and his own charming male charm in the eyes, but with a childish rogue and joy in his expression, two irreconcilable temperaments were mixed. Together, it seems that there is no special style.

He climbed the wall in the middle of the night and glued the bird to the wall. He was the one who laughed after carrying the show, and he was the one who rebelled against the prairie of the prairie, ignoring the king's honor.

This stiff and soft man.

"You are a good man." Feng Zhiwei stretched out his hand from the bed and gently stroked his eyebrow. "Unfortunately, I don't have this blessing, Zada ​​Lan... At the most sad moment, your prairie sheltered Me, you know that I can't give you anything, but also let me take up the position of the concubine, so no matter what Dama said, I will guard your grassland like your grandma guards your grassland. "

"Zhiwei, before you reach the end, don't be so sure about the ending." He Lianzheng's eyes darkened, but immediately took her hand, "You don't owe me anything, you follow me to the grassland is the biggest in my life. Rejoice, I don’t want you like my grandmother, who is almost crazy to protect everything in her library, I want you to love yourself, protect yourself, or let yourself be happy and let me protect you."

Feng Zhiwei withdrew his hand and closed his eyes again, silently.

He Lianzheng lay beside her, quietly looking at her sleeping face, as if speaking to her and like herself, with a soft voice, but like countless white nails, clearly nailed to the deep night of the grassland in.

"I always wait here, you just don't come, don't let me pass, then I am here, and you remember, when you are tired, take a step back and look back, I am here."