The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 115: Ten thousand flowers in the bush
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Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen Thousands of Flowers in the Bush
"Yao Mowan, do you have the heart to let Quicksand know that he was replaced by a cat?" I really don’t know if Feng Yihan sees Yao Mowan now like this, will he praise her for her innocence. Otherworldly. Anyway, he didn't see where Yao Mowan was so vulgar, but he saw her very vulgar!
"The prince agrees?" Yao Mowan raised her eyes unhurriedly, Jing Che's eyes shining brightly. She was really curious, why Ye Junqing, who had always looked at the quicksand like life, was so willing to be so suddenly.
"This king has one more condition!" Ye Junqing finally got to the point.
"What?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Junqing, asking for a cat is just a pretense, afraid that the next thing will be the point.
"Feng Yihan invites you to taste tea and admire the moon tonight. This king thinks it is necessary to be present." Ye Junqing spoke uprightly, speaking confidently.
"He also invited the prince?" Yao Mowan didn't expect Feng Yihan to make such a request. It seems that he wanted to pierce the window paper.
"That's not the case, but this king feels it is necessary to go!" Ye Junqing deeply agreed.
"But Mo Wan didn't think it was necessary. Mo Wan couldn't agree to this request from the prince, but Mo Wan could give the prince a little cat as a way of comfort." Yao Mowan flatly refused.
"You don't want quicksand anymore?" Ye Junqing was surprised at Yao Mowan's refusal.
"Mo Wan has thought about it. After all, the quicksand was given to the prince by Yan Nansheng sincerely. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult and does not take away his favors. And Mo Wan has always felt that she is a gentleman. Therefore, the prince will never have to worry about Mo Which day Wan will take away the quicksand!" Yao Mowan's awe-inspiring attitude made Ye Junqing very frustrated. In fact, he really wanted to know what Feng Yihan had about Yao Mowan. He didn't think that Feng Yihan had a taste of tea and flower appreciation.
"Don't go, this king thinks there is still discussion about this matter!" Seeing Yao Mowan got up and walked towards the inner room, Ye Junqing unwillingly chased behind.
"The prince is going to discuss with Mo Wan on the bed in the inner room?" Yao Mowan stopped abruptly at the door of the inner room. Looking back, Ye Junqing's handsome face was close at hand, and she could even feel it A damp and hot breath rushed to his face. The ambiguous sentence, ambiguous posture, the two calm and unwavering hearts burst into waves.
Ye Junqing knew early in the morning that Yao Mowan's eyes were very deceiving. When she pretended to be stupid, her eyes were always so innocent. But at this moment, he also found that Yao Mowan's eyes are very fascinating. Those eyes seem to be two bottomless holes, driving you desperately down, wanting to know the secrets inside, but the more you go down, the more you sink, until you can't get out of it.
He wanted to avoid those eyes, but his eyes seemed to stare unwillingly. For a moment, he even felt Yao Mowan's eyes so familiar, coincident with the eyes he missed day and night!
"Mo Xin..." Ye Junqing called out her name in a daze. At that moment, Yao Mowan was shocked.
"The prince's expression made Mo Wan feel that the prince wanted to go in with Mo Wan!" Yao Mowan calmed himself, her lips twitched slightly, and she smiled.
"Uh...cough cough...Feng Yihan invites you to the Lama Temple in Youshi, this king is a little tired!" Ye Junqing bypassed Yao Mowan as he spoke and went to push Inner room door.
"Why is the prince doing?" Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing, who was calm on the surface, but frantic in fact, with doubts on her face.
"Uh... I went to the wrong door!" Ye Junqing explained in embarrassment, turning around and disappearing into the main hall of Guanju Palace. Looking at Ye Junqing's back, Yao Mowan was infinitely stunned. At that time, she really made a mistake and missed such a good man for no reason. Should she catch his heart when she comes back in this life? But now she has any qualifications to stand beside him...
In the peach blossom forest, Feng Yihan, dressed in a white dress, stands with his hands in his hands, his profile is hidden among the stars of the sea of flowers, and his graceful and resolute face is set off vividly, with a jade-like face, bright eyesight, especially The faint melancholy in the eyes, there is a unique decadent beauty, and the heavens are overwhelming.
"Passing through the tens of thousands of flowers, a leaf does not touch the body, His Royal Highness is kind." Qingyue's voice interrupted the tranquility at the moment, Yao Mowan walked through the flower forest and walked slowly in front of Feng Yihan.
"On xinxing, Yihan is ashamed!" Feng Yihan invited Yao Mowan to take a seat and spoke calmly.
"The prince was joking. Mo Wan has no xinxing, so I can't do such arty things as tasting tea and watching the moon." Yao Mowan's eyes are pure and clear, like a pool of clear water, it is easy to indulge in it.
"It seems that Concubine Yao guessed Yihan's intentions?" Feng Yihan sat opposite Yao Mowan, gracefully pouring a cup of Longjing before the rain.
"It is one thing to guess, and it is another thing for His Royal Highness to personally say it." Yao Mowan sipped her cup of Longjing lightly, feeling the aroma lingering between her lips and teeth, she had to admit, this tea seal Yi Han took a lot of thought.
"But Yihan really wants to know, does Yao Fei's mind coincide with Yihan?" Feng Yihan's slender eyes flashed brightly, and he was waiting for this woman to bring him bigger Surprise!
"Yin Xue!" Yao Mowan didn't talk too much nonsense, but called out Yin Xue softly.
"Subordinate Yin Xue, knock on the master!" Yin Xue appeared like the wind, without a trace. Feng Yihan believed that martial arts was not weak, but did not know where Yin Xue came from.
"Let's go down." Between Yao Mowan's words, Yin Xue disappeared abruptly, as if she had never appeared before.
"What does Yao Fei mean?" Feng Yihan was shocked and raised his eyebrows to look at Yao Mowan.
"The prince wants to know the strength of this palace. This palace shows it to the prince. The prince also has a hidden guard. I believe he should have heard of the Yin clan, and the old master of Yin Xue is the master of the martial arts Yan Nansheng, if not The best friend, does the prince think he will cut love?" In the dark, Yin Xue's lips twitched subconsciously before she came back from Fengyu Mountain Villa. No matter from which angle, she didn't think Yan Nansheng regarded the master as a perfect friend, but A feud is more appropriate.
"It seems that this'Phantom Seven Kills' has come and gone." Feng Yihan's inadvertent stretch between his eyebrows made Yao Mowan peek into his heart. This should be regarded as Feng Yihan's life and death battle. Victory means gaining a country, defeating, losing one's life.
"The palace has shown enough sincerity, now it is the turn of His Royal Highness." Yao Mowan put aside the tea cup, her eyes cold and cold.
"Yao Fei mentions it, Yihan will never bargain!" Feng Yihan knew that without Yao Mowan's support, he would not be able to resist the'Phantom Seven Kills', no matter what Yao Mowan requested, he Can only agree.
"Mo Wan wants to beg you for someone else." Yao Mowan said that the clouds were light and windy, and the beautiful face was faintly halo under the moonlight, as if a fairy in the moon fell into the world by mistake.
"For whom?" Feng Yihan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Mowan, his answer surprised him.
"Mo Wan also wants to know, does the prince coincide with me?" Yao Mowan kept silent, looking at Feng Yihan with crooked eyebrows.
"Ye Hongyi? That's not right..." Feng Yihan was lost in thought, the wind was blowing, the peach forest rustled, and the petals that rose up danced with the wind, making people sad.
"Ye Junqing." Feng Yihan's voice was extremely affirmative. When he saw the light in Yao Mowan's eyes, Feng Yihan's heart was sour and sour, and he should have guessed that it was him.
"Are you helping him? Why? Because of your sister?" Feng Yihan was eager to hear the affirmative answer, but Yao Mowan did not answer.
"If the prince is willing to accept this favor, Mo Wan should go all out. If he refuses, we haven't seen it tonight." Yao Mowan looked leisurely and seemed certain that Feng Yihan would not refuse.
"Okay! In the future, Yihan will use the power of Qi to repay the favor of Ye Junqing." Feng Yihan's eyes were like stars, shining with splendor. With a wise woman like Yao Mowan helping her, sooner or later, the country of Chu will change hands.
"The words of the prince, Mo Wan remembered it for Prince Su." Yao Mowan nodded slightly, and immediately got up to leave, but was stopped by Feng Yihan.
"Such a good day, is Concubine Yao going to live up to it?" The vast night sky, the bright moon like a hook, the stars are shining like a flower, accompanied by the blooming peach blossoms around, it is indeed a beautiful day, Yao Mowan's lips curled up. If there is a smile like nothing.
"Yes, a rare good day, how could Mo Wan live up to it..." Yao Mowan said leisurely. Just when Feng Yihan thought Yao Mowan would stay, she quickened her pace and disappeared into the peach forest for a moment.
Looking at the direction of Yao Mowan's disappearance, Feng Yihan couldn't help smiling. It was such a good day and night, but the wind staying in the middle of the night she was looking for was not herself. Ye Junqing, how lucky you are...
Leaving the Lama Temple, Yao Mowan only stepped into the Guanju Palace and saw Tingyue rushing up to meet him.
"Niang Niang, since you left, the prince has been sitting on the stone bench over there drinking." Since that day, Ting Yue finally understands Niang Niang's mind and dare not think about it anymore.
"Go down." Yao Mowan waved her bare hand lightly, and immediately walked towards the stone bench in the courtyard. Two rows of pear trees stood tall and graceful, with elegant colors and slender petioles. They moved in the wind, and the sound was pleasant. Among the pear blossoms, Ye Junqing dressed in a blue long gown sitting alone on a stone bench, and the night wind blew his long hair like ink, swaying beautiful arcs in the air, the wind moved, and people wanted to be immortal.
"Qingxuexiang welcomes people with a clever smile. It is a pity that Qingxuexiang is likened to a pear blossom." Yao Mowan came to Tingting, like a fairy walking on a cloud, stopping at night On the swing next to Jun Qing, the toes point to the ground, and the swing gently swings, the white skirt flowing with the wind, like a wave, unparalleled in the city.
Ye Junqing turned his eyes when he heard the sound, the glazed light in his eyes was fleeting, then turned his head in anger, and tasted the wine by himself.
"In fact, with the martial arts of the prince, it seems not difficult to know the content of Mo Wan's conversation with Feng Yihan." Yao Mowan broke the deadlock.
"Then you let Yin Xue stop this king!" Ye Junqing only said that he had revealed his mouth when he spoke.
"It turns out that the prince has been there!" Yao Mowan chuckled softly, and looked at Ye Junqing with interest.
"Cough cough...'Phantom Seven Kills' will come at any time. This king wants to ensure Feng Yihan's safety at all times. What's wrong?" Ye Junqing said angrily, retorting confidently.
"The prince is right in everything." Yao Mowan got up from the swing leisurely, sat down to the opposite side of Ye Junqing, and then picked up the hip flask on the stone platform and poured herself a glass.