Chapter 367:

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Moonlight shines on her face, her eyes are clear, her eyes are a bit high, and she is very thick and vulgar fat powder, which was actually the Yin'er who had taken Feng Zhiwei in Lanxiangyuan.
"Dian... Dian..." Yin'er's eyes widened in horror, feeling that his hand holding his throat showed no signs of loosening, remembering the master's ruthlessness, he felt regret and fear in his heart, blinked, and tears were rolling Flowing out, stained with rouge on his face, fell on the back of Ning Yi's hand.
Ning Yi Huo Ran let go of his hand, which was generally unpredictable when he shot. Yin Er stumbled back, covering her throat and coughing, but dared not say a word.
Ning Yi turned around with his negative hand, and the shadow of the moon was oblique and long.
"Although you are not my men, you should also understand my rules." Ning Yi said coldly for a long time, "Can you ask me about my business?"
"Yes..." Yin'er trembles in the dust.
"Tomorrow I will buy Lanxiangyuan for you, you don't have to do that camp."
Yin'er, who thought she was going to be punished, looked up in surprise, thinking she had heard it wrong.
"Ben Wang has clear rewards and penalties." Ning Yi's tone has been restored to calm. "You have been doing well in Lanxiang Academy for two years. At first, the oldest five wanted to move His Majesty's relics, looking for the news of the ultimate embroidered mother, or did you pass the Qinglou I haven’t rewarded you for the sisters. Let’s do it together now."
The tears on Yin'er's face were not dry, and the eyes were already full of joy, and he shouted, "The Master's side..."
"Your master's side, I will say, she won't say anything. You didn't leave the Lanxiang courtyard. The courtyard will be yours in the future. You have to pay more attention."
"Yes! Your Highness!" Yin'er teared her head down.
Ning Yi didn't speak, and Yin'er didn't dare to move. The deep prince of the palace was more terrifying than her real master.
"Today you did not meet this king, nor did you see anyone... is it?" Ning Yi said for a while.
Yin'er was trembling all over, knowing that if a word was wrong at this time, the hand that he just squeezed back and let go of his throat would choke up again without hesitation.
"The slave-servant waited for the guests in Lanxiangyuan tonight, but never came out." She immediately replied, "Your highness returns to the slave-servant Jingwu."
"What about Master Wei?" Ning Yi asked lightly.
"The slave-servant has never seen Master Wei, but just heard his legend on the market. If Master Wei comes to the yard in the future, the slave-servant must wait well."
"Huh." Ning Yi turned around and bent her lips. "You remember correctly?"
"The slave-servant answered this in front of the master, and he would certainly not be wrong."
Nodded, Ning Yi smiled and said, "Let's prepare to be your Lan Xiang Dean, congratulations."
He drove in a cloud-like step, walked out ten feet, and dozens of black shadows flashed under the roadside tree, and took him on board.
Yin'er was lying on the ground for a long time, listening to the torrential river, watching the lonely bridge still behind, sweating heavily.
Feng Zhiwei didn't know the episode after she left, and she was steaming for dinner in the post at this time.
Shaoning waited for half an afternoon at the gate of the post, and finally was still able to bear it. He was afraid that the palace gate would be keyed and went back vigorously. When he left, he threatened that he could not find one day, two days, two days, three days, and he didn’t believe it. Wei Zhi, you indented the mouse hole and couldn't get out!
Feng Zhiwei heard the words but only smiled bitterly. Zong Chen contacted the subordinates who had stayed in Dijing, only to know that the relative who had originally been ordered by Shao Ning, the young man Lang had died a month before the door, and the princess had become. She looked at the widows, and she cried and shouted to keep her filial piety. Emperor Tiansheng naturally refused, and she clamored to become a monk. Emperor Tiansheng sternly refused to make trouble, and the emperor was afraid to marry the only daughter. Let me mention it again-she cried like crazy and said that she was a desperate man, going to Huangan to practice for a lifetime.
Shaoning kept his wish in the palace and stayed for a long time, and Feng Zhiwei heard the news and then shook his head. There was a thought in his heart-the fiance's fiance was really sick. The death, or just because of this marriage?
With Shao Ning's ruthless decision to kill before the emperor, she was able to do such a thing. Their Ning family blood is very ruthless.
Feng Zhiwei guessed that he must surrender his military power to return to Beijing. At most, he would have a military title. At the time, the deputy servant assistant should be replaced by a positive one. It was Shaoning's warning to her-if you arrange one, I will kill one.
At dinner, Zong Chen also told her that the dancer who had danced at the birthday of the concubine's birthday feast in the palace had risen from the wind to the water after entering the palace, and has risen to the third level for several months. , This lady has very good wrists, the harem now gives her the atmosphere to dare not dare to come out, and is also very favored by the Tiansheng Emperor, almost staying overnight at her, the Tiansheng court is now rumored, it seems that this Qingfei lady, Sooner or later, an eleven prince will be added to Tiansheng Emperor.
"No wonder Yi Ning Yi's current situation is echoing, but the emperor has not made him the prince." Feng Zhi smiled slightly, "Dare to wait for the eleventh prince in the future?"
"I don't think His Royal Highness is worried." Zong Chen smiled. "What about the eleventh prince? How many years can the old prince live? A baby in a baby can fight the powerful Chu prince. ?"
"During the martial arts, half of them were under the king's gate." Feng Zhi slightly chopsticks, "I'm waiting for the day I was drawn."
Zong Chen and Hua Qiong glanced at her at the same time, Feng Zhi's eyes were clear, nothing unusual.
Yan Huaishi didn't know what was happening, and came together with great interest: "That dare to have a good relationship, what kind of cooperation did you and your Highness have in the South China Sea? Now it's time for the minister to join hands and write another good story... ouch."
The beautiful longing was interrupted by an unwelcome pinch, Yan Huaishi turned back, and saw Hua Qiong unkindly put Hua Changtian, who was clenching his fists in his arms, "Your son is going to sleep , Coax."
Yan Huaishi lowered his head to look at the cheap son in his arms. The little guy was smiling at him with his fists. The pair of slender eyes of a cool Xiao Huaqiong ex-husband's scholar had already begun to take shape.
Everyone looked up.
Hold your breath a little.
The biggest gap between Hua Qiong and Yan Huaishi is the hierarchical concept of the family of the monarchs, the first noble family in the South China Sea of ​​the royal blood, and the huge insurmountable gap between the wife and daughter of the private school, and the first wife and wife.