The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 666:

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Feng Zhiwei had already rubbed his shoulder and entered the main hall.

On the plainly decorated altar table opposite the main hall, a white porcelain pot on a tray covered with bright yellow satin is very eye-catching.

Feng Zhiwei stopped and looked at the wine bottle. She had already expected this, but her heart suddenly sank.

For a moment she had a feeling of disbelief - was the emperor really that angry? And Ning Yi, was he really so caught off guard waiting for such a fate to come?

She stopped by the door, looking at the wine bottle from a distance, her fingers unconsciously clasped under her sleeves, and her palms were moist and greasy.

I was a little confused and didn't even hear the footsteps behind me. When he felt the familiar cool breath of blossoming flowers and falling snow, the side of his face felt warm, and his cheek was already leaning against her.

"Zhiwei." His breathing was light, gently brushing the side of her face, "Isn't it nice to have your wish come true?"

Feng Zhi remained motionless and didn't speak, and Ning Yi stopped talking. He gently rubbed the delicate side of her neck with his face, gradually moving it up to her lips, and his hot breath touched her cool lips. The skin trembles slightly wherever it passes, like ripples caused by the wind passing through the clear water. However, this wind is not a spring breeze, but a monsoon in late autumn and early winter. When that gust of wind passes by, the clear water will freeze.

Her temple hair was blown by his breath, and fell down on his lips, gilded with the golden light of the sun, like a broken piano string. He smiled lowly, bit the hair with the tips of his teeth, and tilted it slightly. Pulling her head, she stretched out her hand to protect him, but he let go and took her pearly earlobe in his mouth.

The ears and temples rub together.

In front of a pot of poisonous wine.

In front of a pot of poisoned wine that he thought was sent by her.

In front of a pot of poisonous wine that he thought was sent by her with the intention of killing him and overwhelming him.

The figures embracing each other in the sunlight are so charming, they look like a couple who are deeply in love and unable to restrain themselves. His face is buried deeply in her shoulder. The slightly sloping **** is the most beautiful arc in the world. Teach people to be willing to die in it.

"You cruel woman..." An indistinct murmur came from behind, and then Feng Zhiwei felt a pain in her shoulder. She let out a low voice and shook her shoulder. Ning Yi had already stepped aside, smiling.

Feng Zhiwei’s fingers slowly pressed on her shoulders. The tentacles were uneven, with a deep tooth mark.

"I thought you had a heart made of iron and a body made of steel." Ning Yi looked at her with a half-smile, and pointed his finger on his lips, "I don't want you to be a mortal body, but your heart is made of steel. That’s all.”

"Did His Highness not know what Zhiwei's heart is made of until today?" Feng Zhiwei looked back with a smile, "It's probably because Your Highness refused to recognize it clearly before. In that case, let Your Highness see it clearly today." ."

She stepped forward slowly, took the jug and poured the wine.

The smell of alcohol was strong, and she smelled the fishy smell of poison.

The hall was silent, and the sound of wine falling into the glass was startling.

"I present this cup to congratulate the three hundred and seventy-two people from the Prince of Chu's palace, who will go to the underworld to drink and die together today." She turned around, held up a golden bottle with her ten slender fingers, and smiled softly.

"Thank you." He took the wine and raised his eyebrows, looking at her affectionate expression, "However, I'm sorry to inform you now that you have to go with me on the road to hell...my new Princess."

Feng Zhiwei’s toasting hand paused in mid-air.

He raised his eyebrows slowly for a long time.

"New princess?"

The smile on Ning Yi's lips grew stronger, but he didn't say anything. He moved his fingers and a roll of yellow soft silk fell from his sleeve.

Feng Zhiwei knew it was an imperial edict at a glance.

Ning Yi nodded his chin, motioned for her to open it himself, and said softly: "You always give me surprises, and I will give you one in return today."

Feng Zhiwei stared at the imperial edict, flicked it with his fingers for a long time, and spread the soft silk on the table.

She glanced over, her face turned pale instantly, and then she showed a weird smile.

"Your Highness is really thoughtful..." she said softly, "even if you die, you will drag me with you."

"I got a piece of news last night." Ning Yi lightly brushed his fingers on the soft silk, "So I went to the palace at night and asked His Majesty for this decree."

Feng Zhi took a breath and lowered his eyes in silence - Ning Yi, who was well-informed last night, must have learned the news that she had "colluded" with others to murder him. Time was running out, and he did not try to cover up or deal with it. , simply entered the palace directly, and asked Emperor Tiansheng to marry her before the other party attacked.

When disaster was approaching, he did nothing and tied her to his own rope. If she wanted to save herself, she would naturally save him.

"My father was in good spirits last night and received me." Ning Yi said with a smile, "I told him that he came to the palace at night as an uninvited invitation. I was tossing and turning over a woman who was terminally ill, and I really didn't agree with her. The two love each other and can never be separated. The father must save his son and his minister."

Feng Zhiwei smiled bitterly.

"Father, of course, I thought it was ridiculous at first, but I have done the most ridiculous things. Since I can marry a Heli woman as a concubine, why can't I marry a widow who is of great use to the dynasty as a main wife? Where is the concubine?" Ning Yi smiled softly, "Zhiwei, you know, the emperor is thinking about the Shunyi cavalry, and he is worried that you will have second thoughts. Once you become the royal wife, the grassland will naturally belong to the imperial family. He Of course I'm very happy."

"Then." He spread his hands and sat down comfortably on the chair behind Feng Zhiwei, "During the second watch, I went to the palace to beg Your Majesty, and immediately asked Hao Yunxuan to issue the decree, and the fourth watch Someone came into the palace to inform me, and His Majesty was so angry that he ordered me to be raped. He was old, and he was woken up in a daze from his sleep. He was also furious, and how could he remember that I had just married him two hours ago? I got a new princess, and this princess’s life is really bad. Before she passed the marriage, she would unjustly die with me.”

He held up the wine glass with a smile and handed it to Feng Zhiwei's lips. His eyebrows were springy and his face was like a flower.

Feng Zhiwei looked at the green wine in the glass. Their faces were reflected in the clear wine, and their facial expressions were swaying with the waves, making them blurry and difficult to distinguish. No one could see who was who.

"It turns out that His Highness is not afraid of death, but is afraid of not being able to die with me." She laughed and took the wine glass.

"Yes." Ning Yi picked up another glass of wine, "I told you a few years ago that one of us is hot and the other is cold. When we are together in the imperial mausoleum, we will neither be hot nor cold. Now that I think about it, The imperial mausoleum is gone, and so are the tombs. As long as I sleep with you, I don’t mind where I sleep.”