Chapter 39:

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As soon as he pulled up, he shook Feng Zhiwei's shoulders and smiled: "Ben Wang lazy gets sulking above, and he sits in the official shack underneath, you also come."
Feng Zhiwei froze.
At the most appropriate time, the man's hand seemed to have no intention of suddenly covering her shoulders, and half of her shoulders numb immediately.
She is stupid!
Clearly knowing that she might be facing the first fox of the Tiansheng Dynasty, why did she just feel so smug just now, she gave way to leave Lin Shao's side, giving him an opportunity!
A cold yin breath invaded her shoulders and penetrated the blood veins. The joints and flesh immediately flowed slowly, but she could still move. She slowly looked up and gritted her teeth and smiled, "Thank you for your love."
Chun Yumeng and Lin Shao looked at her strangely, amazed at how her movements suddenly slowed down, but they also thought that the ordinary Wei Zhi, who was born in an ordinary world, suddenly entered the eyes of King Chu, and was "favored by surprise", so dumbfounded, so the reaction was slow. Some are normal.
Because Ning Yi's speech was not low just now, the conversation between the two had been noticed by everyone. The students turned around and saw that Ning Yi was busy and fell to the ground. Chun Yumeng and Lin Shao hurriedly retreated, only Feng Zhiwei was tempted. Yiyin was overwhelmed, and he could not retreat.
She froze there in a cold sweat, and Ning Yi said lightly: "Get up." She didn't let go of her from beginning to end. When everyone got up, it was wrong to look at Feng Zhiwei, envy, jealousy, annoyance, disdain … Those eyes with unclear meaning but mostly full of hostility instantly submerged the unfortunate phoenix.
Looking at Feng Zhiwei, who became the target of all eyes in the blink of an eye, Ning Yi's lips curled, her smile was elegant and charming, such as the snow-white demon red mandala flower quietly blooming at midnight, everyone saw her eyes straight, and Feng Zhiwei only Want to kill flowers.
It's a pity that His Highness didn't move her eyes at all. She smiled and took her shoulders all the way through the eyes, sat casually in the official shed, and sat "intimately" beside her. The location he chose was in the middle of the shed, and no one dared Sitting again, Lin Shao wanted to follow, but Chun Yu yanked away. The two squeezed their eyebrows before leaving, meaning they avoided suspicion, and Feng Zhiwei seized the opportunity to stop.
Feng Zhi murmured slightly, so he had to bathe in the acupuncture-like eyes. At first, he felt pain, and then he calmed down-the vulgar did not understand the thorough understanding and detachment of the dying person.
"Your Majesty drives to--"
Far, slender voice sang loudly.
Suddenly calmed down on all sides, when everyone waited for that moment with breathlessness, Shen Ning killed the atmosphere spontaneously.
Everyone stood up and waited to fall down, and Feng Zhiwei also thought of standing up. The man on the side suddenly came over and leaned on her shoulder. The flowery and snow-like cool air was approaching, and the bottom of the sleeve was moved. Her hand.
Feng Zhiwei was in a trance in his heart, and then he heard the man whispering to his ear, with a beautiful posture, and the voice was softer and lighter like an illusory dream, and asked with a smile.
"Why are your palms all sweat..."
The breath of the man was quietly blowing on the ear, and her hair was tickled by her temples. It was a little itchy. The breath was a spring rose and a spring in winter. There were hidden thorns, and the cool ice was floating. At first glance, it felt beautiful and close. It's gone, but it's gone.
At this moment, the holy car was coming, and everyone was paying respects, but he leaned on her shoulders, and looked really ambiguous and arrogant. The officials lying on the ground all around secretly turned their eyes and looked at the "pair of men". Bin Ningyi's posture is ambiguous.
Emperor Chu is known for his love for men and women.
But no one knew the vicious killer at the bottom of the laughter gesture-he locked her meridians and prevented her from kneeling.
The emperor arrived without kneeling and was disrespectful-he made it clear that he would borrow a knife to kill someone, and wanted her to be dragged out and killed by the palace guards with great disrespect.
Ming Huang Luan had already faintly appeared on the side of the main entrance of the wide open. At this time, everyone was kneeling and Feng Zhiwei was sitting upright. People's surprised eyes began to shoot.
Feng Zhi lowered his eyes slightly, facing the face close to him, the spring breeze, the glazed glass eyes like a bead, and there was a smile in the depths of his eyes.
She smiled suddenly, sitting calmly without being anxious and impatient. "Because Cao Min thought that he was going to die with the prince, sweating excitedly.
"Oh?"
"Isn't the prince really thinking that Caomin just rushed into it last night?" Feng Zhiwei said leisurely. "The secret building is deeply covered and the authorities are heavy. Really someone will hit it by mistake and approach it there?"
Her tone of voice was calm, but her eyes were fixed on the main entrance. The front of the Ming and Huanglong Banners had already been greeted, and Sheng Sheng was coming soon.
Ning Yi's face remained the same, but his eyes were a bit dull. This is precisely the scruples he didn't start immediately. On the one hand, it is not convenient for him to kill his mouth on this occasion, on the other hand, he is worried that Feng Zhiwei Instructed.
And Feng Zhiwei did not shy away at this moment, and deepened his doubts. Once Feng Zhiwei had another envoy, he would have to find out the mastermind behind him. That kid’s life—
He groaned slightly, the sound of the footsteps of the Imperial Forest Army was approaching, the iron-blue armor flashed in the morning sunlight, and the front guard could already see everything in the field, sweeping the field of vision with the sharp eyes of the falcon. Inside, searching for all signs and characters that are not conducive to the safety of His Majesty, his eyes will soon be swept to the official shed—
"What did those strange underground troops do last night, where are they now?" Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes and didn't look at the main entrance, but he began to look around comfortably. "Hey, I have several political and historical institutes and military institutes. Classmates, why didn't they seem to come today?"
Ning Yi blinked, and suddenly sneered.
With a sneer, he shoved his hand, and Feng Zhiwei felt that his whole body was light and his legs were soft, and he could not help but lean forward, his forehead hitting the ground.
At this point, the guard's gaze turned to the official shed.
The mountain cried, and everyone leaned over the dust.
Feng Zhi lurked underground, and the sweat in his palm wet the floor tiles instantly.
Ning Yi knelt beside her, embroidered with silver and silver embroidered and elegant robes, Ning Yi knelt beside her, and whispered clearly in the shrill mountain call: "How many people do you have companions? What are you doing now? What did you do last night?" What do you want to do?"
Feng Zhiwei turned his head and smiled at him, "His Royal Highness, you will not suddenly become stupid, do you think I will tell you now?"