The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 258:

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The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little awkward. Only Peony Huaer, who didn't know what happened, stared and frowned, questioning, "Which King of Chu? The most powerful one in the court at present? Didn't the prince's gift already come with him in the capital? Why? Baba sent it all the way here again? Or give it to..."

She suddenly stopped and looked at the expression on He Lianzheng's face. He Lianzheng turned away and simply said: "Zhiwei, take good care of Chamutu." While striding out, He Lianzheng heard it from afar. He loudly ordered: "Come, let Dama Living Buddha rest." Then he shouted: "The congratulatory gifts will be sent directly to the concubine in the back hall."

Peony Hua'er listened and said to herself in a low voice that Feng Zhiwei could hear, "My little dog is really pretty..."

Feng Zhi smiled and said: "I took Chamutu away, Peony Flower. I am not telling you that since you believe in Dama Living Buddha, you shouldn't have so many children."

"You think I do?" Peony Hua'er's attention was diverted, and she said with a stick to her neck, "I have been married to him for twenty-five years, and I have only had eight children in total! Huzhuobu likes to have more children. Sun, Kuku wanted to have many children, and I didn’t dare to tell him about Dama Rinpoche. I secretly found a contraceptive soup to drink in the Central Plains. He thought I didn’t want to have children, so he secretly threw it away every once in a while, or replaced it with another. My medicine is just there to prevent it from leaking. The medicine soup itself is not very effective either. Well, one pops up every now and then."

"Lao Wang doesn't know the child is you..."

"I only told him the first half of Dama Living Buddha's prophecy, and he thought it was Zadala who died." Liu Mudan lowered her voice, "I didn't want him to vent his anger on Zadlan, but I also didn't want him to He is sad..."

So you kept hiding it from him until your death, and shouldered all the pain caused by that prophecy?

Feng Zhiwei looked at Liu Mudan, a little confused as to why there was such a woman in the world who doted on her husband? Thinking like this, I suddenly felt a little startled, feeling that King Kuku was really lucky.

"You can go, don't ramble here." Peony Hua'er urged her, "I don't talk to people who are uneasy."

Feng Zhiwei smiled awkwardly, went out, handed the Chamutu to the nanny in the royal court, and urged Gu Nanyi to go to bed. Gu Nanyi looked at her seriously for a while and said: "Don't cry."

Feng Zhiwei was silent and forced a smile: "Why are you crying?"

"In your heart." Gu Nanyi pointed to her heart.

Feng Zhiwei stood silently in the darkness. The cold wind from the grassland blew over, but the fragrance of the flowers was still soft, mixed with the clean scent of the man opposite, giving it a warm ironing feeling.

She smiled softly for a while.

Gu Nanyi suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked her hair. He pulled her over with a somewhat stiff movement and patted her twice on the back.

That gesture is exactly the same as coaxing Gu Zhi to sleep...

Feng Zhiwei was in his arms, wanting to laugh, but suddenly her nose felt sore. This was the first time he and her embraced each other. It had nothing to do with romance, only caring, caring... He finally understood that it was so good.

There is something flowing quietly in the air, gentle and gentle like a serenade.

For a while, Feng Zhiwei gently pushed Gu Nanyi away, raised her head to face his delicate chin, and said softly: "Nanyi, don't worry, it's okay to cry. Everyone will cry sometimes, as long as you are After crying, remember that you will laugh next time, and it won’t matter.”

Gu Nanyi looked at her intently and suddenly said: "If I cry for someone one day, I will never laugh again."

After saying that, without waiting for Feng Zhiwei's reply, he turned around and entered the door. The door clicked shut. The sound was subtle, but it shocked Feng Zhiwei.

Unconsciously, Gu Nanyi seemed to be really opening up his world. This was the first time she heard him say such complete and clear words that fully expressed his thoughts.

The implications frightened her.

She silently took two steps back, stared at Gu Nanyi's closed door, and let out a sigh for a while, scattered in the quiet spring night on the grassland.

There are seven steps from the front porch to the front door, and seven steps from the front door to the front porch.

Feng Zhiwei used her own steps to measure the distance in front of her door a dozen times.

It is very quiet all around. Unlike the big clans in the Central Plains, there are always people waiting to serve you near you. This quietness usually seems very good, but now I am not so used to it.

The moonlight rose to the atrium, Feng Zhiwei raised his head to look at the sky, sighed helplessly, and opened the door.

A gift basket with a very special style was quietly placed in the center of the room. The gift basket was moon-white, with light gold and black edges. This style reminded me of a person at first glance.

Feng Zhiwei stood by the door, silent for a long time, and finally walked over slowly. Instead of opening it, he picked up the basket first.

It didn't move after a hug. She looked down in shock and found that the basket was actually stuck to the ground.

She raised her eyebrows - she actually asked Chun Yumeng to stick the basket to the ground? I can't throw it away if it sticks to the ground?

With some effort, the basket lifted off the ground, but a letter fell down with a "clack".

It can't be said to be a letter. It's just a piece of cardboard placed at the bottom of the basket, with only a few words written on it.

"Feng Hao's birth date is included. If you want to know the secret, please ask."

Feng Zhiwei stared at the piece of paper, frowning with a hint of helplessness.

Ning Yi's mind is indeed so meticulous that ordinary people can't match it. He can always find your seven inches and pinch you to prevent you from escaping.

He calculated that she might not want to open the gift at all and would throw it away, so he stuck to the basket. He calculated that she would pull out the basket with force, so he set up this mechanism. He also calculated that when she saw this sentence, she would open it no matter what. basket.

Feng Zhiwei crushed the paper into pieces and went to untie the outer seal of the basket. There was a small knot buckle at the top. According to the Imperial Capital's practice, some gadgets would be fastened here, such as golden bells and jade buckles. However, the gadget in front of her was very stylish. It was so strange that Feng Zhiwei’s eyes twitched.

A tiny golden broom.

The broom is made exquisitely and vividly. It is the kind of long-handled broom used to sweep snow. Even the bamboo joints at the end of the handle and the bamboo filaments at the broom are clearly defined.

Broom.

When we first met Qiu Mansion at Ice Lake, she dragged a big broom to sweep the snow, and used this broom to send Wu Yiniang, who had been in private contact with him, to the gate of hell.

Feng Zhiwei gently touched the broom with her fingers... If she had not had the intention to kill Wu Yiniang, would she not have met him? If I hadn't met him, wouldn't there have been all the things that happened after this?