The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 233:

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For example, it's not that he doesn't understand many things, but that others can't let him understand them. Only she can teach him what it means to be confused, what it means to worry, what it means to be afraid, and what it means... to be sad.

Only her.

Across the way, Feng Zhiwei looked at him blankly. He leaned over, sat closer, and took her finger.

Feng Zhiwei looked at him in shock - he had picked her up and dragged her before, all in order to save her in critical moments, and this seemed to be the first time he took the initiative to contact her like this for no reason on weekdays.

He took her finger and touched her pink cheek.

"Warm." He said, "Comfortable."

The two pen monkeys stretched out their furry paws, and not wanting to be left behind, they also rushed to touch them.

The unlucky baby couldn't bear the ravages of the two monkeys and cried loudly.

Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes.

Master Gu...are you comforting her?

She closed her eyes, didn't speak, and didn't move.

After a long time, there was a thin stream of water slowly flowing down from the corner of the eye. ==

At midnight, the tent was rolled into a pile. Gu Nanyi refused to leave and slept on her carpet with a baby on her belly and two monkeys on the baby's belly.

There is a nanny in the team, but Gu Nanyi still takes her to bed most of the time. She is a very good child who rarely makes noise at night. She will be peed on time every night, and the young master will wake up on time to urinate. .

Feng Zhiwei spread out another carpet and slept on it, with her hands on the pillow. It was a bit funny, thinking that everyone was used to it, and He Lianzheng was generous enough to let his "princess" Sharing a tent with other men.

I slept until midnight, suddenly there was a light somewhere, and then I heard some faint movement.

She hurriedly climbed up and left the tent. He Lianzheng and others also got up and were looking at the other side of the river - the river was surging and the sound of water was endless. The other side of the ten-foot-wide bank seemed very uneasy, with fires everywhere. There were vague figures flickering in the firelight, and there were screams.

"What's going on?"

"Two possibilities." He Lianzheng said, "Either something happened within the Pixiu Department, and the grassland has been very unstable recently, or someone is trying to trick us and want us to cross the river at night."

"How loyal is the Pixiu tribe to the royal court on weekdays?"

"Not at all." He Lianzheng sneered, "The White Deer, Blue Bird, and Fire Fox tribes are the loyal subordinates of the royal court. They were born from Hongjile, a direct branch of the Huzhuo family, and are related to the interests of the royal court. Since the Pixiu tribe Being in the peripheral territory of the Twelve Tribes of Huzhuo, they will naturally not be my father's most loyal subjects."

"Oh." Feng Zhiwei turned around lightly, "Okay, let's sleep."

Everyone turned around after her, not even looking at the screams for help on the other side.

"He Lianzheng, the murderer of a thousand swords! Even if your mother is dead, are you still standing there?" A faint scream suddenly came from the other side.

He Lianzheng turned around suddenly.

Feng Zhiwei murmured: "Whose voice is scarier than ten people crying?"

A bigger fire lit up in the distance, and a person's figure was vaguely visible. He seemed to be jumping and jumping in the fire, waving something in his hand, and his voice was amazing. It was able to reach ten people in such a noisy night. Ten feet away from the other side came, "Helian little bastard! Helian little bastard! Zadala Yin'erji! Get over here! Now! Now!"

In the firelight, He Lianzheng stared blankly at the other side, his face changing from green to purple, colorful and beautiful.

Babiao was also looking blankly at the other side, then suddenly turned around and left, holding his head.

"Who is Zadalan Yinerji?" Feng Zhiwei frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling in her heart.

No way...

"It's me..." He Lianzheng stood numbly and answered dryly.

"Lucky little baby..." The figure on the other side who looked like a jumping **** seemed to find that this move of yelling was useless. He immediately changed his strategy, waved the long strip in his hand, and screamed, "Lucky little baby, Jixiang's little sweetheart, Jixiang's little thousand years old, Jixiang's little sweetheart... Your mother is about to die. The one who killed a thousand swords in the Jinpeng tribe wants to capture your beautiful mother and make her into the Yan family. If you don't come, you will be called Hongjila. Jin Peng is a father!"

Lucky little baby... Feng Zhiwei glanced sideways at He Lianzheng and decided not to ask who this was. Looking at his expression, he was ready to die.

"Liu Mudan!" He Lianzheng suddenly jumped up and shouted furiously at the other side, "Go to hell! Go and get married! Go and sleep with Hongjila Jinpeng! Just wait until you meet me next time, Kneel down with your adulterer and call me Khan!"

Feng Zhiwei staggered...who is this person...what kind of conversation is this...

When Ms. Liu Mudan across from me heard this, she suddenly changed her tone of voice and cried, "Ji Gou'er, you heartless bastard! My mother gave birth to a little puppy in half a month of dystocia! She peed every time she pooped. You are so big, what I eat is grass and what I squeeze out is milk. When my **** are big, you are a wolf cub who can't feed the family! You didn't take revenge when your father died, and you didn't pay attention to your mother when she was slept with. Why did I do that? Didn't I throw you into the urine bucket and drown you? You, you, you, you... I will drown myself now, become a ghost and strangle you!"

She cried and waved and ran to the bank, pretending to commit suicide. The river bank was so long, she ran from one end to the other, and ran four times in a row. He kept jumping back and forth, and countless people chased after him, unable to catch up with those sturdy big feet.

Feng Zhiwei opened his mouth for the first time in a thousand years and looked at the goddess opposite - it had been difficult to give birth for half a month! You are still alive!

From Helianzheng to Zadala Yinerji to Lucky Baby to Jigouer, Helianzheng’s face never stopped glowing. He stared at the goddess opposite him, stamped his feet for a long time, and hated Hate walked towards the camp, walked a few steps and then stopped, stopped and walked again, and actually started spinning in circles.

Feng Zhi sighed slightly.

Obviously, this goddess-like figure with extraordinary grace and temperament is the concubine of the Prairie King, the mother of Helianzheng, and the previous concubine of Shunyi. Although I don’t understand how the concubine of Huzhuobu could be such an amazing person. A woman who weeps ghosts and gods, but sadly, she is indeed He Lianzheng's mother.

No wonder Lao Wang didn't have all ten wives, there were only four in the king's tent - this concubine was so unique.

Feng Zhiwei squinted his eyes and looked at the other side for a quarter of an hour. Alas, this river is really difficult to jump into. He had to go back and forth eight times.