The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 137:

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The royal scheming is full of twists and turns, and one careless move can lead to the disastrous fate of God!

She was a little distracted, and suddenly felt her fingers being held by someone. Then Ning Yi's voice whispered in her ears, "Your hands are so cold, are you worried about me?"

Feng Zhiwei came to his senses and smiled at him, "Yeah, I'm worried that I won't be able to get back the money for the wine."

"Ruthless woman..." Ning Yi's low laughter rang in her ears, and the hot air tickled her slightly. She let it go, and Ning Yi took another step forward, smiling close to her ear: "You are ruthless, I But I don’t dare. I lied to you in what I said before. I really don’t trust you..."

Feng Zhiwei immediately put on a fake smile at him and prepared to refute him, but heard the man whisper: "Don't worry, you have a wolf on your left and a tiger on your right. You won't even know if someone eats it..."

You are the only one who can really eat people!

Feng Zhiwei was angry in her heart. She wanted to push him away but was afraid that the superiors would notice her if she moved too much. It would not be good if a delicate carriage was full of walnut holes. However, the carriage was small and there was nowhere to hide. With that guy on her shoulder, she refused to come down. This man left the capital and temporarily left the imperial city. He seemed much more relaxed. Even the serious look between his brows seemed to fade a little. Feng Zhiwei suddenly felt worried about what would happen next. How can we withstand His Highness's power on the long journey?

She can’t be beaten but can’t be scolded, and her status is higher than hers. Her methods are more ruthless than hers, her conduct is more cruel than hers, and her heart is tougher than hers...

With a roll of his eyes, he suddenly smiled, grabbed a bottle of wine, and said, "Really? I would like to express my gratitude to His Highness for your concern with Longxi's famous wine 'Banjianghong'."

Ning Yi leaned against her lazily, satisfied with the advantage of the carriage that people could not move. He waved his hand to indicate that you could come up and wait on her. Feng Zhiwei went to get the cup with a fake smile and suddenly pinched his tall nose. , Ning Yi subconsciously opened his mouth with a ah sound, and Feng Zhiwei raised her hand and drank a bottle of wine.

She moved very quickly. Ning Yi was not prepared for how vicious this woman was. Before he could regain his senses, he had already downed a bottle of wine. He choked and coughed violently. There was a faint light in his eyes. His jade-white skin was slightly red, and his eyes were twitchy. During the flow, the divine light is in full bloom, and the beauty is different from usual and makes people dizzy.

It's a pity that Feng Zhiwei has never been a normal human being. She didn't feel dizzy or dizzy, and she didn't even look at the drunk beauty. She smiled and said that the bottle was written as Ban Jiangchun, but it actually contained Desert Spirits "Three Days". "Drunk" raised his hand and threw away the bottle, clapped his hands and called her Xiaodai.

"Peach fan!"

Master Gu floated on the roof of the car, carried His Royal Highness the King of Chu, and strode to the end of the motorcade in front of everyone’s astonished eyes, looking for a carriage that looked the most broken-down. His Highness was stuffed inside.

Everyone’s jaws dropped and they were still wondering when His Highness King Chu would appear and how His Highness could be treated like this. Over there, Feng Zhiwei leaned out and shouted from a distance: “Brother Gu, that’s Your Highness, King Chu, must not be rude..."

She stamped her feet and greeted her, her anxiety evident in her color. Young Master Gu stood firmly on the roof of the car and slowly ate his walnuts until he felt that Feng Zhiwei had gone too far, and then he popped one out. walnut.

Feng Zhi retreated slightly and lay down to drink.

Everyone suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that Mr. Wei is not so impudent. It is said that his highly skilled bodyguards even dare to beat up the prince. Who can stop him? He quickly stepped forward and rescued Ning Yi with all kinds of tricks.

He Lianzheng ran over with his eyes shining, and pushed everyone away happily, "I'll come! I'll come!" He picked up His Highness, hehehehehehehe, and sent him to the second carriage. On the seat, I tried my best to stuff it under the seat.

Ning Yi, who was instantly drunk by a bottle of super strong liquor, only had time to raise his hand amidst He Lianzheng's vicious manipulations, pointed at Feng Zhiwei from afar, and passed out unluckily.

Several days have passed since the drinking incident, but Feng Zhiwei is not happy at all - she finally tasted the bitter fruit of the prank - it turns out that His Highness is not good at drinking. This person only has the capacity for a few glasses. It could keep him drunk all night, not to mention the whole bottle of liquor that Feng Zhiwei drank.

Because he didn’t know how to drink, he held a wine glass most of the time in the Imperial Capital. In fact, it was often full of water. Only then did Feng Zhiwei understand why Ning Yi dared to drink endlessly at the palace banquet that day even though his old injury had relapsed.

Children of the royal family dare not reveal any flaws in themselves at any time, because any flaw may become a reason for death.

Feng Zhi sighed slightly and sadly searched for hand towels by the river so that he could cool down someone who was so drunk that he was so hot that he was so drunk. This person was really amazing. He was so drunk that he didn't know anyone, but he still recognized her. One, lying in a carriage with drunken eyes, murmuring and waving to get out of anyone who came to wait on him. Only when she came did he lie down quietly, pretending to be at his disposal.

Feng Zhiwei said to herself - I am a gentleman. I am a gentleman. I am a gentleman. I don’t see spring. I don’t see spring. I don’t see. I don’t see. I don’t see...

She recited it silently a dozen times, entered the carriage with water, and undressed him with her eyes closed. She had just unbuttoned a few buttons with her fingers when Ning Yi suddenly opened his eyes and said lazily: "Don't use it. Strong..."

Feng Zhi's hand trembled slightly and he almost pulled the button off. The man closed his eyes and said again: "Be gentle..."

Feng Zhi smiled and said sweetly: "Are you dizzy?"

"Dizzy..."

Feng Zhiwei undressed him gently, with fingers as nimble as the breeze, while Ning Yi half-covered his long eyelashes comfortably.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable...press your left shoulder."

Under the fingers, the man is sleeping lazily and lightly, with his clothes open, his skin glowing with a light red color, smooth and moist, and his lines are delicate and powerful. The faint scent of wine in his breath is intertwined with his gorgeous and cool breath, which is dense and dense. In the narrow carriage, the fragrance is boundless.

Feng Zhiwei put the cold cloth aside, rubbed her fingers to warm them, and pressed his left shoulder with a smile, chatting in a chatty voice as soft as a gossamer.

"What does it feel like to be drunk?"

"The stars are shining..."

"Drink with you next time..."

"Well..."

Ning Yi's eyelids gradually closed and he answered more casually.

Feng Zhiwei looked at him and slowly buttoned his shirt, one by one, gently.

Her tone is as intoxicating as the twilight, and does not arouse vigilance.