The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 181:

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"I'm here and I won't watch you die." Feng Zhiwei held her head and said with a smile, "It's night, there will be tough battles to fight in the future, so take a rest early."

"I'll take you back to your room."

"No need." Feng Zhiwei leaned against the railing tightly and waved, "Go ahead, go ahead."

Just as Yan Huaishi left, Feng Zhiwei climbed up the railing and vomited with a loud splash.

She sighed as she vomited. Really, a pool of clear water was ruined by those seafood.

After an earth-shattering vomiting, she lay lazily on the railing, her stomach empty, and she began to wreak havoc after drinking too much wine. She was shocked to find that she, who could never get drunk after a hundred cups, actually seemed drunk. .

Dizzied, stars were shining in the sky, and her whole body was as weak as if her bones had been removed. She lay on the railing like a piece of paper, remembering the time when Ning Yi got drunk by herself, and how uncomfortable it was to be drunk.

Feng Zhiwei’s conscience found out for a quarter of an hour and decided to hang herself on the railing as punishment for getting Ning Yi drunk that day.

Actually, she couldn't climb anymore. Anyway, there was no one around for the time being, and the railing was wide enough. If she slept here, she could vomit into the lake when it got flooded, and when it got flooded, she would vomit into the lake. How convenient. .

However, someone was unwilling to fulfill her laziness. Suddenly, she felt light and she was picked up.

"Hey, don't shake...don't shake..." Feng Zhi felt slightly dizzy and his stomach turned as soon as he fell. He quickly turned his head to go over, but it was too late, and little traces had already splashed on someone's delicate and soft heavenly water. The blue robe.

Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes sadly, waiting for herself to be smashed into dust with a bang.

The expected fall did not come, her body sank, stopped, and then rose again. Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes and saw Master Gu carrying her in front of him and looking at her face carefully.

The soft white gauze that covered her face brushed her face. Feng Zhiwei stretched out her hand to brush it and said with a squinted smile: "Master, I'm drunk this time. Last time I was drunk and I only slept. This time I'm half-drunk." I don’t know what I would do if I wasn’t drunk, so you’d better send me back to my room, the one with the red cornices in the small courtyard on the east side.”

Master Gu did not answer, but still looked at her like that. Feng Zhiwei held her head and murmured: "Either carry me over quickly, or put me down and let me go by myself. Such a person can't touch the world or the ground." I fainted..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill on her face. The white gauze covering her face had drooped down, and the green and clean breath of Gu Nanyi's pine leaves approached and brushed against her lips.

Something slightly cold brushed against her cheek, and she glanced out of the corner of her eye and realized that it was Master Gu's nose, which was approaching her lips, sniffing the smell of alcohol, as if trying to figure out what kind of alcohol it was. liquor.

The veils were piled on her face, his lips were so close, their skins were slightly rubbing against each other, and the green and clean breath enveloped her. She froze and forgot everything she wanted to say.

Master Gu was afraid of the fierce seafood and did not drink alcohol tonight. At this time, he just wanted to smell the fresh smell of alcohol. However, just leaning towards it, he suddenly felt that there was something soft and delicate behind the smell of alcohol. The clouds were as shiny and warm as a pile of clouds, and it was a brand new and unfamiliar feeling. It stopped there for a moment for the first time.

At this moment, Feng Zhiwei reacted and pushed him. Master Gu was pushed awake, and he let go. Feng Zhiwei dropped with a "pop"...

Feng Zhi got up slightly after falling to the ground, wondering if he had known he was destined to fall. Why was he still struggling just now?

As I turned around, I suddenly saw a small sedan passing leisurely on the winding path not far away.

Feng Zhiwei narrowed his eyes.

She drank a lot, but her brain was not bad. This garden was heavily guarded. Who could bring a sedan in so arrogantly in the middle of the night?

Looking in that direction, we should go to Jingxinxuan in the backyard, where she and Ning Yi live.

So, who are you looking for?

After Ning Yi returned from the banquet, he did not go back to his room. He adjusted his breathing for a while in the yard. The autumn night was full of moonlight and the Qingming Festival was clear. The energy of heaven and earth was very good for his internal energy. He had been practicing continuously during these days. He forced the strange poison deep into his Dantian so that his condition wouldn't get too bad when he went to southern Fujian to find medicine for treatment later.

Ning Cheng persuaded him several times, asking him to rush to southern Fujian as soon as the day went by, and the danger would get worse. He listened and agreed, but he still stayed on day by day.

Ning Cheng was sleeping in a pavilion not far from him, tossing and turning and making some noises, looking a little dissatisfied. Ning Yi ignored him, practiced for a while, and said calmly: "I want to enter samadhi. Apart from her affairs and If it’s something that endangers safety, don’t bother me with anything else.”

Ning Cheng said "Oh", knowing that once his internal energy fell into trance, he would completely forget himself. He carefully sat up from the pavilion and arranged the surrounding protection more tightly.

He sat opposite his master, looking at his recently haggard eyebrows, a look of resentment slowly appeared on his expression. He sat there bitterly, twisting his cheeks so that they bulged one on the left and the other on the right.

Then he picked up a piece of dirt and poked it with both fingers, causing dirt particles to fly. He murmured: "Woman! Woman!"

He stabbed the imaginary enemy happily, and His Highness didn’t know it now anyway.

There was a sudden noise in front of him, and someone was talking in a low voice. He frowned and turned around the corridor, only to see a small sedan parked at the door.

A young man who seemed to be from the Yan family spoke in a low voice to the guard blocking the door. Ning Cheng walked over, listened to a few words, frowned, and subconsciously wanted to drive away, but suddenly stopped.

Then he walked over and said, "Are you here to serve His Highness?"

Yan Huaiyuan didn't know him who didn't show up often, but he could see the status of this person beside the King of Chu. He quickly responded, took a step forward, smiled in his ear and said: "My sister-in-law admires your highness's style. It is the blessing of the Yan family to be willing to recommend oneself as a pillow..."

A trace of disgust flashed across Ning Cheng's brows, and he slowly pushed him away and said, "Stay away, you have bad breath."

Yan Huaiyuan's face turned blue for an instant, and then turned red. Ning Cheng didn't even look at him, and waved his hand: "Search."

"Sir, please don't..." Yan Huaiyuan hurriedly came to stop him, not daring to turn his mouth to him anymore, tilting his head to plead, "This is my roommate, the eldest lady of my Yan family!"

"I don't know who you are, the eldest and second daughter of the Yan family." Ning Cheng said calmly, "I only know that this is the woman you sent to serve as your bedchamber. This is not some brothel, this is His Royal Highness. No one is allowed to enter the dormitory if they want. If you can't stand the royal rules, then go back."