The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 20:

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But all the brilliance seemed to be short-lived. When Ning Yi was seven years old and founded the country, a serious illness ruined the infinite talent of the bright boy. Ning Yi, who was struggling to survive the life-and-death line, changed his temperament and changed his mind from then on. , addicted to fireworks, Xie Jiayan, Wang Jialiu, and the young and romantic Prince Ningliu became the guests of the imperial capital's courtesan who always flirted with her.

For this reason, Xin Ziyan once secretly sighed to a friend: "If you want to give me a gift thousands of miles away, mountains and rivers separate you." This is the next line of the poem that reflects Ning Yi. The meaning is indescribable, but no matter what it is, Meaning, no matter whether anyone has tried to "gift Wanli to each other", it has no meaning to Ning Yi today.

Because of that illness, Ning Yi never went to Chudi, located northwest of Tiansheng, and stayed in the Imperial Capital to recuperate his body. Of course, whether to recuperate with medicine or beauty fragrance is still worthy of consideration.

However, Feng Zhiwei would never dwell on this issue now. She pointed in that direction with a serious look. Ning Yi glanced at her, but before he spoke, the tenth prince Ning Ji, whose tongue flashed in the wind, had already said with a smile: "Then, could you please lead the way?"

He smiled slyly, and his bright black eyes rolled around, as if he was watching a good show. He thought Feng Zhiwei must be guilty, but he didn't want Feng Zhiwei to nod, turn around and leave.

"Follow me!" Ning Ji was stunned, but his reaction was quick.

The patrolmen hurriedly followed, and Feng Zhiwei led them turning left and right, into an alley, and said: "I saw people going into this alley."

What she was referring to was the house of the man in the robe - Ning Yi was willing to give her another chance to save herself. She immediately thought of this mysterious man and confessed that Feng Hao was not sure and would implicate herself. She confessed to this man , at least he can protect himself. If he takes action, she can fish in troubled waters and escape.

Thinking like this, Feng Zhiwei quietly took a few steps back, waiting to escape immediately if chaos broke out.

Facing the yamen servant, she moved back when she suddenly felt a cold sensation on her back and something hard clenching her waist.

When he turned around, he saw a horsewhip inlaid with gold and jade lying across his waist. Ning Yi immediately lowered his face with elegant eyes and looked at her with an almost friendly smile, "Where are you going?"

Feng Zhiwei looked at his completely unsmiling eyes, smiled slowly, and said, "Don't go anywhere, wait for the commander to find the real culprit."

"Just right, you and I share the same wish." Ning Yi smiled more cordially.

Feng Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking that no one was dead anyway, so why did His Highness come with you for such a trivial matter? She stood leaning against his horse, looking up at the extremely majestic black horse with great admiration, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is a Li horse from the neighboring country Dai Viet as tribute, right? It is a rare breed in the world. I heard that Dai Viet has one I can’t even pay tribute to a few horses every year.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the tenth prince Ning Ji suddenly turned around and looked at Ning Yi worriedly.

Ning Yi looked as usual, looking down at Feng Zhiwei, who was looking at him calmly. The woman raised her head slightly. Although she had the appearance of a pale young man, her eyes were still calm and clear. There was really nothing unusual about her.

His eyes darkened slightly, he said a very brief "hmm" and turned his face, a little lost in thought.

Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to notice the sudden change in his mood, and reached out to stroke the horse enthusiastically. Ning Ji's expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Don't touch the lightning, it has a bad temper-eh?"

The famous horse with a weird temperament suddenly changed his temper today. His touch to Feng Zhiwei was just a symbolic concession, and then he moved slightly and moved closer to her.

At this time, Ning Yi had also turned his head, with some surprise in his eyes. Feng Zhiwei took back her hand and smiled coquettishly: "I'm sorry, this horse is so beautiful, I couldn't help it."

She smiled slightly, innocently, and thought innocently. Not long ago, Kuan Pao Ke chatted with her and told her that the second prince and the sixth prince had fought over the famous horse of Dai Viet, and in the end, the emperor almost invaded his ancestral home. Because of this, the Sixth Prince was banned for three months. Now it seems that it is indeed good.

"Boom!"

Before the few people finished speaking, the government officials who received the order to search the small courtyard were about to kick open the courtyard door when a loud noise suddenly came from the courtyard.

In an instant, half of the courtyard wall collapsed. The stove that had been cooking medicine beside the wall flew up and hit several government officials who rushed in front. Several people screamed and jumped away, and more people were angry. The wave crashed to the ground.

Amidst the gray smoke, two figures suddenly flew up from the ruins of the small courtyard. One was wearing a long black robe and an ebony mask. It was the mysterious man in long robes who had troubled Feng Zhiwei for a while, but the other figure was not. I know him. From a distance, he looks slender, wearing a gauze hat, and his sky-blue clothes are flying like flowing clouds. His movement is extremely strange, rising straight from the smoke and dust. His whole body is as quiet as a condensed abyss, and the dusk sunlight shines on it. On his shoulder, the blue sky glowed with light aqua brilliance, like a jade statue rising in the glare.

At that moment everyone looked up, even Feng Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, feeling that even if his appearance was gone, his aura and aura were already compelling.

At the moment when they were frightened by the beauty, the two people had already rushed closer. It seemed that they were fighting in the small courtyard. They accidentally bumped into each other and were disturbed by Feng Zhiwei's people, so they broke out of the house. .

Kuan Pao Ke noticed Feng Zhiwei and said "Hey" and rushed over. However, the man in green clothes and gauze attire chased after him like smoke. He put his hand on Kuan Pao Ke's shoulder. Kuan Pao Ke subconsciously let him go. But the man didn't change direction and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's face.

The fingers were like jade in the sunlight, but the fingertips were as red as coral.

The speed of this man was astonishing. Feng Zhiwei saw a flower in front of her face. She was lamenting the farewell to her beautiful face, when Ning Yi suddenly snorted coldly beside her.

Before he finished humming, his sleeves were already fluttering in the wind, and a flash of green light flashed as he flew.

There was light between heaven and earth.

The brightness was so overwhelming that everyone closed their eyes for an instant. Feng Zhiwei was no exception, but she tried to open a slit in her eyes to try to see the situation clearly. Suddenly, there was a soft cloth on her face, as clear as heavenly water. Green is like the color of the sky after being washed by wind and rain, and the light and sparse sunlight seen through the warp and weft of the fabric seems to be moist and clear because of it, and the feeling of brushing on the face is soft and light, like a dream that breaks the glory.

Immediately I felt the white light of the moon flash again, the dreamy blue of the sky and water faded away, a gorgeous blue streak passed across my eyes, the pale golden mandala flower bloomed enchantingly, and moisture suddenly fell between the eyebrows water droplets.