The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 185:

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Yan Huaiying was stunned there, and then she remembered Wei Zhi’s words just now, “It’s better for my aunt to come.”

His Highness actually asked her to serve like this?

Yan Huaiying sat there and froze for a while before slowly moving out of bed. She pulled and pulled the torn open-chest Western pajamas, barely covering her shoulders, and rubbed them step by step.

She had never served anyone before, so she couldn't figure out what to do now. Feng Zhi glanced at her slightly, looking at her domineering and panic-stricken expression, and sighed in his heart.

Why bother? Will you sacrifice your life for selfish desires or non-existent hatred?

These children who were raised in wealthy families are still too narrow-minded. They magnify trivial matters to an infinite extent and constantly intimidate themselves until they are forced into danger by imaginary dangers and fall into a vicious circle of self-torture.

I really don’t want to embarrass her. It’s not that I sympathize with her, but I feel that being sacrificed by the family and being reduced from a rich lady to a bedmaid is already miserable enough. She is destined to get no reward. If she wants to torment her again, this child will be in Ning Yi’s hands. If someone hangs himself in the room, they have to move.

"Anyway, my hands are wet, so I'd better come here. I was rubbing some mud just now, so your highness just lend me some water to wash them off." She smiled and smoothed things over, squatting in front of Ning Yi, ready to help him take off his wet hands. boots.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yi kicked Yan Huaiying's knee with his toe and said calmly: "Master Wei's hands are dirty, didn't you hear? Why don't you wash your hands while I'm here?"

Yan Huaiying was frozen there, unable to move.

The kick on the knee was not heavy, but it instantly broke her heart and kicked her whole body into the abyss. With just those words, she suddenly understood that she was wrong.

She was mistaken. Those legends about how one could show off one's power to the great officials of the dynasty by relying on the power of the emperor's relatives were just random stories in legend books. The protagonist there was not a prince who had experienced many storms like Ning Yi. Nor is it an official like Wei Zhi who is hidden deep in the city.

In front of such people, nothing absurd can happen, and no one can be arbitrarily misplaced.

And she was the one who truly humiliated herself for this absurd and wishful thinking, and she could never recover from it.

It was she who gave up on herself - if she could bow at Wei Zhi's feet before, from now on she was not qualified to even approach Wei Zhi within three feet.

She trembled her lips, wanting to resist, burst out, get angry, cry, want to do what she should do as a young lady of the Yan family as she had for the past ten years, but she did not dare to do anything. Ning Yi was not Wei Zhi, she dared to act like a young lady in front of the gentle Wei Zhi because she felt in her heart that Wei Zhi would not really care about her. Even if he did not care about her because of disdain, there would be no future troubles. However, in She didn't dare to be in front of Ning Yi. This man, who was as elegant as moonlight and as stunning as a midnight mandala, had his own awe and sharpness in his calm demeanor. However, his eyes swept over her so lightly, but she felt that all her words were frozen. Live, and then be frozen in the blood forever.

She believed that offending Wei Zhi might just lead to bad luck, but offending Ning Yi would mean death.

Although she didn't dare to have an attack, she couldn't lower herself immediately. She froze there, shaking slightly, with her fingers tightly stuck in her palms, neither moving forward nor retreating.

Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to see her, nor did she seem to hear Ning Yi's instructions to Yan Huaiying. She washed her hands with water and said calmly: "I don't dare to serve Miss Yan, so I might as well get rid of it."

This was to remind Ning Yi of the other party’s identity. Sure enough, seeing Ning Yi’s eyebrows move slightly, Feng Zhiwei knew more clearly - he didn’t even know the other party’s identity, how could there be any ambiguity? As cautious as Ning Yi was, no matter how romantic he was, he would never have fun with a woman of unknown origin.

"In that case." Ning Yi knew Yan Huaiying's identity, but with a sneer on his lips, he said lightly, "I don't have the patience to take such a woman who doesn't know the rules around and teach her slowly, Mr. Wei, this Concubine, let me reward you."

Feng Zhiwei was startled.

Yan Huaiying suddenly raised her head, her pupils seemed to dilate in an instant, and her eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, what did you say..."

Ning Yi, however, was not even interested in saying another word to her. He only turned his face towards Feng Zhiwei and said with a nasal voice, "Huh?"

Feng Zhiwei sighed and said lazily: "Thank you for your reward."

"That's good." Ning Yi seemed to be in a good mood, waving his hand and said, "Since I am your concubine, what are you doing staying in my palace? Why don't you go out?"

"I'm not going out!" Yan Huaiying couldn't care less about being afraid at this point. Things had reached the worst point. No matter how timid Ning Yi was, she had to struggle for her own destiny.

With a "plop", she knelt down on the water-stained ground. She knelt under Ning Yi's knees and hugged his knees. Tears instantly flowed down her face, "Your Highness... Your Highness, I will learn... I will Learn the rules well, don’t drive me away... I am yours, you just... you just..."

She sobbed and mumbled half of her sentence, hoping that with this ambiguous hint, Wei Zhi would be disgusted by the fact that she was already in ruins, so he would take the initiative to refuse.

It would have been better not to say this, but as soon as he said it, Ning Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned his face with a half-smile, and said, "What just happened?"

Yan Huaiying couldn't say anything, she just hugged his knees and cried sadly, her tears and snot inadvertently stained Ning Yi's robe. Feng Zhiwei looked bad and picked up Ning Yi before he noticed it. She put it aside.

What she meant was that she was afraid that Ning Yi would really kick her to death if he got upset. It wasn't that she wanted to cherish the life of this young lady, but that she didn't want to fall out with the Yan family just yet.

Yan Huaiying thought that Wei Zhi deliberately did not give her a chance. She was full of grief and anger and immediately found an outlet. She turned around and stared at Feng Zhiwei. She let out a low groan from her throat and hit her head suddenly. come over.

"If you don't let me live, I will die in your hands!"

Feng Zhiwei slapped her out of the room neatly.

"Remember! I am your lover now! It's your god! If you make trouble with me, even if you die in this yard, no one will stand up for you!"

She used her skill skillfully, and Yan Huaiying was able to go out without a bruise or swollen face, but the wind from the palm forced her eyes to close and she lost her breath.

Someone came over immediately and took her away.