The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 95:

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Looking at her somewhat surprised look, He Lianzheng smiled, and for the first time there was a hint of bitterness in his smile, and then he said in a low voice: "There are also conflicts of interest on the grassland..."

Feng Zhiwei remained silent, thinking that conspiracy and intrigue were indeed prevalent everywhere.

The two of them fell into silence, and the atmosphere in the room calmed down. The summer wind passed through the half-open window lattice, blowing up the black hair of He Lianzheng who was lying on the couch. The eyes under the black hair became more and more radiant in the moonlight. Like glass, pure amber and mysterious purple are intertwined, and the moonlight has lost its color.

And he slightly opened his clothes, half exposing his chest with light honey-colored skin, and his posture lazily curled up on the short beauty couch, like a gentle big cat hiding its sharp claws.

Full of masculine charm, wild and confusing.

Feng Zhiwei turned away a little uncomfortably and heard He Lianzheng pleading, "Come with me... The list cannot be changed after it has been submitted. You must not want Miss Feng to do it again. Will you be noticed by the palace?"

You are smart! Feng Zhiwei glared at him bitterly, and felt even more depressed when she saw that although this man's tone was pleading, his expression on his face could not hide his pride.

Her eyes went white, her eyes were wandering, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed unconsciously. She changed her usual calm and elegant temperament, and her eyes were a bit charming and sweet. He Lianzheng couldn't help but squint in his heart. He happily ran over to her, took her hand and said, "Auntie, we have a pre-marital account settlement on the grassland. Do you think we should give it a try..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The previous sound was the sound of He Lianzheng being carried and thrown out by Master Gu.

The last sound was the sound of his boot being thrown out and hitting his head, then flying far across the yard and landing in the pond in the outer yard.

Three days later, all the fish in the pond were turned over and floating miserably on the water with their white bellies. It was said that they had been smoked to death...

Two days later, it was Concubine Chang's fiftieth birthday. As a sister of the queen family, Concubine Chang took over the power in the palace after the death of the queen. She was the most powerful woman in the palace for many years. Her years have passed, but her favor has not faded. , the emperor still gave a bit of respect to the woman who had been with him for most of his life. Her fiftieth birthday was held in the palace with great ceremony.

The main banquet is a dinner. They go to the palace early in the morning to pay birthdays. In the morning, it is the palace family, and in the afternoon, it is the wife and other guests. At noon, they eat birthday noodles in Longqing Hall. The male and female guests are together except for the dinner. They were all arranged separately. When Feng Zhiwei heard the dense arrangements, she felt that it was a mistake to board the pirate ship.

Getting up early in the morning to dress up, He Lianzheng sent someone to bring clothes. However, it was not the national costume of their Huzhuo tribe, but a very precious Jianghuai mature rose skirt, very light blue water, When the hem of the skirt and the cuffs are reached, it becomes snowy white, like looking through the sun above the sea and seeing the light blue between the sea and the sky in the farthest place. There are white waves all around, pure and distant. The tailoring of the dress is simple and everything is suitable. The details of the decoration are painstakingly exquisite. The belt embroiderer is the first to embroider "Wei Ruixuan" in Imperial Capital. The jewelry is a complete set of precious sea pearls. Even the hidden button on the neckline is made of rare South Sea pearls, which complements the color of the dress. , integrated.

Young women always have a natural love for beautiful clothes. Feng Zhiwei's stern face relaxed slightly, stroking the soft fabric, thinking that that savage He Lianzheng had a good taste in women's clothes.

There was a sudden noise outside the door. When I turned around, I saw Mrs. Feng leaning against the door, looking at her with complicated eyes.

Feng Zhiwei was startled. This was the first time the mother and daughter had met each other since their last marriage proposal. They were both a little uncomfortable for a while. Feng Zhiwei coughed lightly for a while and asked, "Are you okay?"

Mrs. Feng looked carefully at her daughter standing in the wind. The morning sun was bright and pure, reflecting the light blue clothes that were changing and beautiful like the sea. The pearls shone brightly, making her temperament incomparably beautiful. Half of her face was There is a kind of nobility and serenity in the posture sunken in the fragmented light and shadow. The outstanding wind spirit that was hidden by rough clothes and ugly appearance in the past was suddenly awakened this morning.

Mrs. Feng felt a slight pain in her heart... Her Zhiwei should have been so graceful and outstanding.

"Let me tell you..." Zhiwei's eyes turned away, which made Mrs. Feng's heart feel like she was stabbed by a needle. She quickly changed the subject, "Your brother has already entered Qingming Academy. ."

It is not to study, but to be a servant. Feng Zhiwei sneered in her heart and nodded lightly to show her understanding.

"Zhiwei." Mrs. Feng looked at her calm expression and hesitated for a while, "I didn't agree to send him to study at Shounan Mountain that day because..."

Feng Zhiwei looked back, waiting for her explanation.

This is her mother who has been with her for more than ten years. She is willing to give her a chance to explain at any time.

However, Mrs. Feng opened her mouth, and a trace of pain that was not easily noticed flashed through her eyes, but in the end she did not speak.

Feng Zhiwei laughed to herself.

Not to mention disappointment, because she has been disappointed too many times.

"I understand this. Do you have any other instructions?" She asked more politely than before.

Mrs. Feng pursed her lips, hesitated and said, "It's nothing, just when you come into the palace, if you meet Aunt Chen next to Princess Shaoning, remember to say hello to me. I haven't seen her for many years, and I miss her very much."

Feng Zhi frowned slightly, she didn't want to see Shaoning.

"With my status," she said politely, "it is not easy to talk to the princess alone, but if I can see you, I will definitely say hello to you. Is this Aunt Chen your former friend?"

"No...yes." Mrs. Feng seemed to be in a trance. She answered no absentmindedly, and immediately woke up and changed her words. Feng Zhi looked at her with a slightly frown, and Mrs. Feng suddenly became panicked and said hurriedly: "Hao'er's clothes haven't been finished yet, I'm leaving."

Feng Zhiwei looked at her back and left in a hurry. She felt that her mother seemed to be getting older in the past six months. Her back was slightly rickety, as if she was weighed down by countless worries.

She sighed slightly, not wanting to think too much.

"What are you doing in a daze?" someone behind him asked with a smile, a familiar tone.

Feng Zhiwei looked back and saw that He Lianzheng was standing in the sun at the door. Today he was not wearing the formal attire of the prairie royal family, but was wearing the Tiansheng men's aristocratic attire, a light blue robe of the same color as hers, and a dark cyan jade crown, looking elegant. Zhuolang, shining like a huge movable gem.