The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 438:

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Immediately, he quickly took off the coat of a thinner guard and put it on himself. He continued to support the two corpses in front of the cliffside lamp and adjusted the position of the lamp.

The specially made penetrating light was reflected on the cliff above and intertwined with the light from the searchlight of the Bi Zhao Hall above. The originally clear light began to blur.

Dark under the lamp.

Feng Zhiwei originally had no intention of risking going up this cliff to kill the guards, but she changed her mind when she saw the lamp.

If the lighting is used incorrectly, nothing will be illuminated.

The place where the lanterns are guarded is a prominent cliff in the middle of the mountain. There is only room for two or three people. They are usually hung down with rattan baskets, so they can kill people without being noticed for a while.

Feng Zhiwei continued to climb the mountain ridge and passed by. From the light mist under the strong light, the green smoke rose straight up like a wisp of light mist.

She quickly landed on the cliff where the guest rooms above Bizhao Hall were located. The guards here were also very tight, but unfortunately they only guarded the main entrance, and the side of the cliff behind was unguardable.

Finding the room where she was resting, the maid was still napping outside the door. The quilt roll she made was still there. It looked like a person was sleeping peacefully. Feng Zhiwei quickly went over and tore the sheets into long strips. Together, they were tied at the foot of the heavy bed. After testing the strength, they felt lucky that they were not fat. Then they tied their hair tightly, tied the rope around their right ankles, pushed open the back window, turned upside down, and fell on their backs.

Her fallen feather-like figure opened in an elegant arc in mid-air, like a mysterious epiphyllum blooming quietly in the dark blue night. The lights intertwined underneath reached this point, and a hazy moon-white mist appeared. A flower bloomed in the mist and starlight, stretching out softly and freely.

Closing his eyes and thinking about the layout of Bizhao Hall in his mind, Feng Zhiwei tiptoed, controlled the length of the rope, and stopped somewhere.

Her back slid silently on the cliff, and the slippery night dew soaked her clothes and hair.

Although this backward posture is dangerous and passive, it is better than climbing on the rock with both hands and feet. At least except for one foot, the rest are free.

From the entrance to here, it was easy to say, but if something went wrong anywhere, she would die without a burial place. It was only at this moment that her tense heart finally relaxed a little.

Because she heard Ning Yi's voice.

"Don't worry, Your Highness." Ning Yi seemed to be confessing, "God knows that you know this and I know it. From now on, it will be buried in the belly of the official. Even my wife, I can't even think of hearing a word in my sleep..."

Feng Zhiwei listened quietly, with a smile on her lips.

You won’t hear talking in your sleep, and you won’t even sleep in the same bed.

The scene of the east pool of the hot spring suddenly flashed through his mind. Feng Zhiwei's face turned red. She quickly calmed down and pressed her slightly warm cheek against the cold cliff.

It’s really hard for this guy Ning Yi, who clearly doesn’t know anything, yet he can still deal with the second prince until now.

"Thanks to you, Zhiqiu." The second prince seemed to be sighing, "It was just a small move by the old troops in Changning Domain, but it was turned into a conspiracy by the local government to commit crimes against Lu Linxiao. Thanks to your help in changing the testimony , and solved a few key figures... There will be no problem at Dali Temple, right?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness." Ning Yi seemed to be beating his chest, vowing in a firm tone.

The second prince seemed to chuckle softly.

"Bang."

There was a faint sound.

"Ah..."

Ning Yi exclaimed.

Feng Zhiwei’s heart skipped a beat on the cliff.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... you..." Ning Yi's voice came out vaguely, as if he was out of breath.

Feng Zhiwei dug her fingers into the cliff, expressionless, but lowered herself down again, already close to the window of the secret room of Bizhao Hall.

The window is open, and through a little light above the window lattice, you can see the silhouette of the person indoors reflected on the wall.

The second prince was vaguely grinning and stepped forward step by step, while Ning Yi covered his chest and stepped back step by step.

"Me? What am I?" The second prince pointed at Ning Yi and sneered, "I haven't asked you yet, who do you belong to?"

Feng Zhiwei’s eyes flashed.

"Your Highness...what do you mean by this..." Ning Yi's panicked voice came.

"Whose instructions did you get when you came tonight?" The second prince took a step forward, "Why did you run to the West Pool, and then from the West Pool to the East Pool? How did you know how to open the mechanism? What did you do when you went there? ?"

Sure enough... I still know.

Feng Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, thinking that there should be other sources of information in the villa. The second prince was suspecting that Master Huang was not from his camp, but he did not suspect Master Huang himself.

"I don't understand...your highness..." Ning Yi was forced by the second prince and retreated to the window.

"You don't need to understand." The second prince smiled grimly, "I don't want to understand you either. Anyway, whether this happens or not, you are destined to die..."

"Ah..."

With a low exclamation, the window was slammed and the figure fell down.

The figure fell.

A posture of falling down a cliff.

But someone swung down like the wind and reached out to fish it out like lightning.

The two hands were clasped together in mid-air.

Ning Yi, whose toes were still hooked by the window, looked up and saw the smiling face hanging upside down from the cliff above.

That face swooped down in the light of the stars and the moon and the endless sky background, and instantly hit his eyes. At that moment, the starlight in the sky, the mist in the mountains, and his whole person were all... It seems to be condensed in those floating and vast eyes, coexisting with the world in an instant.

She is waiting for him here.

His eyes suddenly lit up with infinite brilliance. There were surprises, worries, and all kinds of unspeakable complex emotions, but the moment they met his eyes, they were only for her to understand.

Then he smiled and released his toes from the window.

Originally, he planned to use his second child to climb out of the window and pretend to be dead. His toes had been hooked on the edge of the window. At this moment, he decided to let go.

He only had one hand in hers at the moment.

As long as she lets go, he will fall irrevocably into the abyss.

He finally gave himself to her at this moment.

He let go of his toes and leaned forward. Feng Zhiwei's hand was heavy and the silk rope fell down.