The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 202:

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She raised her hand and caressed Ning Yi's chin. There was a bit of stubble on the tentacle. She smiled and gently pulled it out, earning him a deep smile. Her eyes moved and she said sweetly: "I remember your current profile. When the time comes, I will find out if you have lost weight, and I won’t spare you.”

"Why don't you spare me?" Ning Yi's laughter carried a hint of joy.

"Killing you will make me irreconcilable with you." Feng Zhi replied with a slight smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to check." He let go, his smile a little more ambiguous, "You can check whatever you want, don't show off, you can do it anywhere..."

Feng Zhiwei retracted his hand and rolled his eyes at him, thinking that he couldn't see it and there was nothing he could do about it. He quietly touched his earlobe. Did he bite it red, or did he turn red?

"Take that child with you," she said. "I saved him originally because I was thinking about whether it could help your eyes. I didn't want him to be used on me in the end. And that famous doctor, you Let’s see if we can bring it with us and we can think of a solution together.”

"That's your famous doctor." Ning Yi's tone suddenly became a little calm, "You won't let me drive you."

Feng Zhiwei looked in the direction of Gu Nanyi in surprise. Indeed, the famous doctor was very mysterious. She had never seen him before. Gu Nanyi didn't mention this person. If someone else hadn't told her, she would have Didn't know this person existed.

She stopped asking, changed the subject, and said: "Where did you go? Pay attention to the group of masters who ambushed us in Longxi. That was the leader whose left shoulder was injured by me. The officialdom over there was often The family must be more ruthless, so be careful."

"Keep the South China Sea safe and don't let it become the Chang family's retreat, then you will have no worries." Ning Yi said, "You trust me, and I trust you to keep it safe."

"I'm still waiting for you to return to Beijing together." Feng Zhi smiled and pushed him, "Go."

Ning Yi squeezed her palm gently, smiled, and then turned around decisively.

Ning Cheng followed from a distance. He was sitting cross-legged on the rockery and looked in this direction with a strange look. The eyes were a little empty, a little cold, a little hesitant, a little uneasy.

The two figures passed through layers of maple red and gradually disappeared.

Just outside the garden, the Nanhai Chief Envoy and other three officials were waiting for the king of Chu to drive.

Farther outside the city, General Nanhai led a hundred thousand Nanhai frontier troops, waiting for the arrival of the commander-in-chief Zhengnan amid flags fluttering in the wind and sea-like spear tips.

Just yesterday.

Southern Fujian General Chang Minjiang rose up and proclaimed the fifth prince as emperor. He led an army of 150,000 in Qiaoguan County in southern Fujian. He killed the county magistrate Fang De and sacrificed the flag. The soldiers marched forward and marched down five counties.

The imperial court urgently mobilized the frontline troops, and pushed the two troops guarding Longnan Road, Cao Kebing and Kong Shiliang, to the southwest. It mobilized 100,000 South China Sea frontier troops to deploy on the southern front, with Ning Yi, the Imperial Envoy of South Fujian Province and King of Chu, as the commander, to fight against the rebels. military.

After Ning Yi disappeared for a long time, Feng Zhiwei looked back, lowered her eyelashes, beat her sore legs, and smiled.

This disease is coming with force. It caused a lot of damage to her body, so that it would take a long time to recover. The only thing that was strange to her was that the hot air flow in her body seemed to be thicker than before, but it was not as burning as before. It's a bit within the Dantian, a slowly and steadily trending trend.

Being on the edge of life and death might be a blessing in disguise, she thought.

There were footsteps outside the garden again, and there was a person whose steps were particularly brisk and crisp. Feng Zhi narrowed his eyes and smiled, it must be Hua Qiong.

It was indeed good. After a while, Hua Qiong turned around the corridor and appeared in front of her with the agility that a pregnant woman cannot have. Next to her was Yan Huaishi's mother, Chen. Behind her, the maid held a fresh pomegranate. Hua Qiong picked one up and smiled. He complimented her.

Feng Zhiwei looked at her with a smile. She liked Hua Qiong very much, not only because of the shock this woman gave her when they first met, but also because of the clarity that Hua Qiong showed during these days of contact. And smart, she is clear but not indulgent. She is brave enough to do things and is also good at considering others. She can be ruthless and accepting. She is really a talent.

"Are you feeling better today?" Hua Qiong comes here every day. Yan Huaishi has taken over the establishment of the Shipbuilding Department and is very busy. She, the wife, is responsible for expressing concerns. This woman is not formal and Feng Huaishi is very busy. Zhiwei and Ning Yi have already spared her the tedious process of announcing the greetings.

"It's the same weather as this, not bad." Feng Zhiwei watched her peel off the bright red and plump pomegranate seeds, each one fine and crystal clear. Her eyes glanced at the roof. Hua Qiong immediately picked up a toss with understanding. Going up, Master Gu took it and threw it back in an instant - it's not walnuts, don't want it.

Hua Qiong peeled off the pomegranate and gave it to herself to eat, with a smile on her face.

Ms. Chen, who has always behaved herself, showed favors to Feng Zhiwei. When she saw Hua Qiong eating first, she couldn't help but frown and shouted: "Qiong'er! Be careful and behave yourself!"

Hua Qiong smiled, but Feng Zhiwei said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, Mrs. Yan is pregnant, so you can't treat twins badly."

She tried to smooth things over, but Chen didn't smile. His eyes passed over Hua Qiong's abdomen, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly unnoticeably.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting far away, one with a straight posture, the other with a nonchalant tone, and her tone of voice was also a bit unfamiliar, not at all as warm and grateful as they expected.

In the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, the life and death of Chen's mother and son were on the line. Hua Qiong broke free from the Yan family's guards and trekked barefoot for more than ten miles to rescue her. She did not hesitate to spatter blood in front of the ancestral hall door before she opened the door of the ancestral hall. The weight of this kindness was replaced by Who would make offerings to a Bodhisattva? How could Mrs. Chen have such an attitude?

Feng Zhiwei's eyes fell on Hua Qiong's abdomen, and a question that had been in her mind for a long time resurfaced, but now that she was in her position, she couldn't ask it out anyway.

Ms. Chen said a few greetings as usual before leaving. She winked at Hua Qiong, and Hua Qiong smiled and said, "Mother, please go over first. I'll sort out the paperwork for Mr. Wei before I come back."

Ms. Chen hesitated to speak, but said goodbye to Feng Zhiwei and left. Feng Zhi smiled and turned to Hua Qiong.

Hua Qiong glanced at her, ate up the pomegranate in no hurry, and told the maid, "Not bad, delicious. Go and ask for more."

The maid went, and Feng Zhiwei’s eyes fell on the plate. There were more than a dozen pomegranates in it, and there was no way to finish them. Where could I ask for more? It seemed that this woman was smart and had something to say to her.