The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 77:

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"It's rare to have a good sleep..." Ning Yi slowly stroked her hair, "It's rare for you and me to be so harmonious..."

"As long as the prince tolerates me." Feng Zhiwei pursed her lips, "There will be a lot of such harmony."

Ning Yi smiled and did not answer, but his gestures softened slightly. Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes and lowered his gaze.

"Were you in the front yard just now?" Ning Yi whispered in her ear, "Is there anything new that you want to tell me?"

"Yes." Feng Zhiwei looked back and smiled again.

"Oh?"

"The poems that the second prince wrote are truly breathtaking..."

She chatted with Ning Yi for a few words with a smile. Seeing that Ning Yi's eyes were still hazy, as if he was not listening, she smiled and said, "I'm really drunk..."

"Enjoy a bowl of hangover soup." Ning Yi smiled and pushed her, "You must have made it yourself."

Feng Zhiwei looked at him, smiled, and stood up.

"Okay."

The wooden door opened with a creak, and her slender figure went out. The open door revealed the sunlight and shadow in the room, making her figure a little blurry, while Ning Yi was sinking in the shadow where the sunlight could not reach, staring at her. leave.

Feng Zhiwei came back after a while, served the hangover soup with a smile, and placed it on the small table beside his couch.

"Drinking is very harmful to your health. Let me feel your pulse."

She smiled and held out her hand.

"I forgot that you are also good at medicine." Ning Yi stretched out his hand and said with a faint smile, "I'm just a little dizzy."

He raised his face to look at her, his eyes shining brightly. Feng Zhi smiled slightly, felt her pulse attentively, let go for a while, and said with a smile: "Yes, the prince is in good health."

The sobering soup was then served. Ning Yi looked at the soup but did not take it.

"Maybe the prince wouldn't dare to drink the soup I made." Feng Zhi smiled and put down the soup, "I'd better take it away."

As soon as she turned around, a hand reached out and took the bowl of soup.

"Poison wine may be sweet, but good medicine must be bitter." Ning Yi drank it all in one breath, "No matter what the taste is, you have to taste it with your own mouth to know it." After drinking, he stood up lazily, "It's late, I have something to do. I have to go. ”

Feng Zhiwei saluted behind him: "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Ning Yi suddenly stopped and turned around. He seemed to be unsteady and tilted his body. Feng Zhiwei had no choice but to reach out to help him.

Ning Yi put his elbow on her shoulder and put half of his body weight on her shoulder. Feng Zhi frowned slightly, but before he finished frowning, he immediately put on his habitual smile.

Ning Yi looked at her amusedly. This little girl seemed to have become accustomed to putting on a smiling face all the time. She laughed so hard that it wouldn’t hurt the world, she laughed so hard that it wouldn’t make the wind and rain fall. She laughed until the end, and she didn’t even know what she was doing. That's the real expression.

Will she have to live with this mask in her life to the end?

He suddenly reached out and took off her mask, rubbed her brow with his fingers and said, "Wrinkle it, wrinkle it."

Feng Zhiwei looked at him with both laughter and laughter - he was really crazy, everyone just smoothed out the wrinkles between their eyebrows, but it was better for him to make her frown.

"Didn't you say you still have something to do? Come on, let's go." His Highness didn't like seeing her fake smile. She also felt tired of pretending, so she put on her mask and simply pushed him, "I won't send it off anymore."

Ning Yi lowered his face, a strand of black hair fell between his eyebrows, his skin was like snow, his eyes were blurry, adding a bit of charm, he smiled softly in her ear and said: "I know, you are eager to send her away earlier. Take mine."

"Your Majesty is joking." Feng Zhi brushed his hair slightly and avoided his lips, which were close at hand. His expression was as natural as possible, "Wei Chen wishes you could come to the house every day, so as to add more traces of sadness to Wei Chen's eyebrows. ."

Ning Yi looked at her, smiled without saying a word, and walked ahead. The two returned to the pavilion. Feng Zhiwei was surprised to see the tenth prince Ning Ji, who was known as "going to bed drunk", with a red face in the pavilion. Keep drinking.

"Old Ten was drunk today and didn't stop Old Six from getting drunk." The second prince pointed at him and said with a smile, "In the past, whenever Old Ten was around, Old Six would never get drunk again, but this time no one did. You blocked it."

"Maybe the wine from Wei Mansion tastes better." The seventh prince smiled gently.

"How about you all come and see the birthday gift I prepared for my mother-in-law?" The fifth prince was also half drunk, and suddenly took out an exquisite pen holder from his sleeve, "The chief envoy of southern Fujian sent people to search in the mountains of 100,000 miles. It took half a year to find this pair of treasures, which are the only ones in the world. They are just delivered today, just in time to open your eyes."

"What's so strange about a pen holder? The imperial concubine is good at calligraphy. What kind of pen holder have I never seen before?" The second prince was about to shake his head when he suddenly said "Eh".

In the hollow thin bamboo pen holder, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared from a gap.

"Mouse!" The tenth prince yelled and fell backwards. The fifth prince held him back and said with a smile: "Old ten, why are you still so timid? You are so unroyal."

The tenth prince blushed. At this time, the little thing had come out of the pen holder. It was a pair of very small monkeys, no bigger than fingers, with round, furry heads, dark and round eyes, and short tails. , what is rare is the golden hair, which is as if made of gold, extremely well-behaved and beautiful.

"Is this the legendary pen monkey?" The Seventh Prince exclaimed, "Isn't this thing extinct long ago? Where did you find it? It's even covered in gold. According to the legend, the pen monkey's fur is either brown-gray or orange-yellow. Why? Is there such a rare coat color?"

The fifth prince could not hide his pride, "Gao Jin, the chief envoy of southern Fujian, is a thoughtful man. He found these pair of pen monkeys from the beast dance tribe, which is the best at taming animals in the mountains of southern Fujian. They are the only one in the world. Yes, the mother-in-law is good at writing. If there are these two little things, grinding ink and passing paper, laughing and having fun, I think it can relieve her loneliness in the palace."

Everyone looked at the adorable pen monkey and stretched out their hands to play with it.

"Fifth brother is so filial." Ning Yi leaned over and looked at the pair of little things with his hands behind his hands, and said with a smile, "Now the imperial concubine has furry claws on her side, and her short tail is serving ink. It is really an elegant and beautiful thing. ”

Everyone laughed, and the fifth prince said: "Sixth, please stop being so glib. Let me ask you, have you prepared the birthday gift for the concubine?"

"I grew up under the imperial concubine's knees since I was a child. The imperial concubine is also my mother-in-law, so I naturally prepared it early, but it's just not as clever as the fifth brother."

"That's good." The fifth prince gave a faint smile, "It's not in vain that my mother and concubine have raised you so carefully."