The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 260:

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In the end, we ended up in two places facing each other, it would be better to throw it away and become infatuated.

Feng Zhiwei smiled softly.

Sometimes I have to admire my foresight.

In the prosperity of this moment, I can see the vastness on the other side, and I can glimpse the desolation of fate early.

She gently picked up the drumstick and raised her hand. The golden handle flashed bright light in the darkness.

"Boom."

The heavy weight of the night could not be broken, and there was a dull sound.

The seventh floor, flatbread with crabapple sauce.

The flatbread with crabapple sauce in his arms blocked the treacherous fifth prince's hidden knife.

"Who are you saving?"

Some questions do not need to be asked. The answers are clearly there. What is more important is the beauty of the country. Ning Yi is not the Li Emperor who loved his concubine in the previous dynasty. She, Feng Zhiwei, is not the delusional figure in the legend. The demon concubine of Sejong who conquered the world with her looks.

That was the first time I heard about Jin Yuwei, and he reminded her in such a calm tone.

"We ministers must be careful."

"If you want to survive, you have to be more careful."

Feng Zhiwei, you are actually still very stupid, very stupid.

You can see the Chu River and Han realms that lie across each other, but you can’t see the painstaking preparations that are close by.

Feng Zhiwei slowly picked up the crabapple sauce flatbread. It was a long way to the north of the Imperial Capital, and the flatbread was already stiff. Her teeth were clenching. She ate it slowly, as if she was still leaning against it in front of the imperial study room. Eating cake on the corridor railing.

At that time, the flatbread was very fragrant and soft, and the smile was very relaxed. For a moment, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Eating it in one bite.

No taste.

The eighth floor, pine nuts.

"Let's discuss with the neighbors upstairs to share some food."

The owner of the pine tree was defeated step by step under her eloquent tongue, and his nest was eaten out by evil guests.

"Humans are more evil than animals. Animals will rarely provoke you, betray you, trample on you, or hurt you for no reason, but people will."

Just as she emptied a squirrel's winter food store when she was hungry, she would naturally meet someone who emptied everything from her because of their own needs.

The world is cyclical, and this has always been the case.

The ninth floor, dried fish.

When the South China Sea first arrived, a powerful wave came over him. The people smashed the dried fish on the bow of the boat, but he and she had a tacit understanding to share it with each other.

"His Royal Highness will personally serve the chopsticks, Mr. Wei will cook in person, and invite Mr. Zhou to come on board to light the fire."

In this life, you cloth the chopsticks and come to me to cook, it is just a common housework for ordinary people. When people with different identities and positions are changed, it seems to be a luxurious end.

The tenth layer, pine pulp cake and mint cake.

Two very ordinary snacks, which she loved to eat, seemed not representative compared to the many special gifts in front of them.

She frowned and thought for a long time. Maybe Ning Yi just brought some of her favorite southern food?

A picture suddenly flashed in his mind. It was a man and a woman leaning against each other. His hands were firmly pressed on her naked shoulders, and her face was firmly pressed against his exposed chest.

On the table behind the two people snuggling, there were snacks prepared for her.

Some things may not have been noticed at the time. After a long time, when the memory was recalled, the scene flashed back and some things that were ignored at the beginning were discovered.

He prepared snacks for her, waiting for her who was destined not to have enough after the seafood feast, but what she was waiting for was a misunderstanding.

“One day I will be a simple woman, but a simple woman is only suitable for a simple man and a simple life. By then, I hope to have a small house, a few acres of fertile land, and a suitable simple family. People who stood up for me when I was humiliated, slashed with a knife when I was betrayed, walked into the fire with me to comfort me when I was disappointed, and scolded me impatiently when I was hurt and crying. Me, then hold me and let me cry."

Ha... Ning Yi, when you said these words, you and I both knew that, let alone you are not that simple man, even I cannot be that simple woman.

We smile falsely throughout our lives, and we have no right to cry.

Who can put aside the cares of the mortal world and forget to be a mortal for a hundred years?

Level 11.

Feng Zhiwei thought it would be a box made of phoenix wood, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a branch, a little withered, with mottled finger marks on it.

She didn't recognize it for a long time, so she had to lift the last layer.

On the twelfth floor, a letter lies quietly.

Feng Zhiwei stared at the letter. She had read many of his letters. At that time, she read them with joy in the refreshing sea breeze of the South China Sea.

I relived it countless times later when I was at sea to clean up the pirates.

Books that come from thousands of miles away must be opened with a warm and hopeful mood in order to read the long and long memories in life.

Times have changed, things have changed, and people have changed. Now, the letter is here, but the mood when reading the letter is no longer there.

"It's not that His Highness doesn't have deep affection for you, it's just that no matter how deep his affection is, it won't be deep enough for the country and the world. You have to think clearly."

Hua Qiong, who is smart and sharp, speaks the truth at the moment when she is least able to control herself and is frivolous.

"I am a person who has died once, so I want to try to live a better life, I want to learn to cherish some rare thoughts in life, and I want to be bold and follow my heart occasionally."

The consequence of trusting the reins is to trample through mountains and rivers.

Now, Ning Yi, what else do you want to say?

Explanation? Maybe; beg? Impossible; business matters are like strangers - 80%.

Feng Zhiwei smiled faintly in the moonlight, and finally slowly picked up the letter and read it word by word.

At first he looked like "it's just as I expected", but then he gradually frowned.

"There are scattered finger marks on the short tree outside the side hall, but you left them? Did you think that tree was me? It's okay to think of it as me. Why don't you wait until I arrive and pinch me with your fingers? Throat?"

Tilting his head, he saw finger marks on the dead branches.

It snowed heavily that day, and she wandered for a long time outside the side hall in a daze. She remembered lingering under the tree.

It's really hard for him to find the tree, see those imprints that he can't tell what they are, and think of them on his own neck.

Feng Zhi smiled, but the smile was not in his eyes.