Chapter 77:

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"It's rare to get a good night's sleep..." Ning Yi slowly touched her hair. "It's rare that you and I can be so harmonious once..."
"As long as the Lord allows me." Feng Zhi pursed his lips slightly, "There will be many such harmony."
Ning Yi smiled and didn't answer the call, but the gesture slowed down slightly. Feng Zhi turned his eyes slightly and his eyes dropped.
"Did you go to the front yard just now?" Ning Yi whispered in her ear, "What's new, do you want to tell me?"
"Yes." Feng Zhiwei looked back, already smiling again.
"Oh?"
"The few poems that the second prince is right are really amazing..."
With a smile, she chatted with Ning Yi, seeing that Ning Yi's eyes were still hazy and she seemed to listen, but she said with a smile: "It's really deep..."
"Appreciate the sober soup." Ning Yixiao pushed her, "You have to make it yourself."
Feng Zhiwei gazed at him, smiled, and stood up.
"it is good."
The wooden door opened with a creak, and her slender figure went out. The open door swayed out of a room of sunlight, which made her figure a little blurry, and Ning Yi sank in the dark shadow that was not illuminated by the sun, staring at her leaving.
After a while, Feng Zhiwei came back and smiled and served the sobering soup, which he placed on the side table beside him.
"The wine hurts a lot, I will give you a pulse."
She smiled and held out her hand.
"I forgot that you are still good at medical treatment." Ning Yi reached out and smiled lightly, "I'm a little dizzy."
He raised his face to look at her, his eyes gleamed with glare, Feng Zhi had a slight smile of warmth, and he calmed his pulse, loosened for a while, and said with a smile: "Yes, Lord Ye's health is good."
Soon the soup was served, and Ning Yi looked at the soup, but didn't pick it up.
"The soup I made, maybe the lord did not dare to drink it." Feng Zhi put the soup down with a smile, "I'll take it away."
She had just turned around and reached over with a hand to pick up the bowl of soup.
"The cormorant may be sweet, and the good medicine must be bitter." Ning Yi drank it all at once. "No matter what the taste, you have to taste it before you know it." After drinking it, I got up and said, "It's not early, I still have something. I have to go."
Feng Zhiwei gave a gift behind him: "Give him a courtesy."
Ning Yi suddenly stopped and turned back, seeming to be unsteady, and leaning forward, Feng Zhiwei had to reach out to help.
Ning Yi stretched her elbows on her shoulders, and put half of her weight on her shoulders. Feng Zhi frowned slightly, and immediately put on a habitual smile before frowning.
Ning Yi looked at her amusedly. The little girl seemed to be used to putting on a smiling face all the time, not to hurt the red dust, not to laugh at the wind and rain, and finally she did not know what was real. Emoji.
Will she live on such a mask all her life?
He suddenly stretched out his hand, took her mask, rubbed his fingers on her brow, and said, "Wrinkle, wrinkle."
Feng Zhi smiled and looked at him—it was a madman. Everyone smoothed the wrinkles between his eyebrows. He was good and asked her to frown.
"Isn't it something else? Let's go." Her Highness didn't like to look at her with a smirk. She also felt tired, put on her mask, and simply pushed him, "If you don't give it, don't give it away."
Ning Yi lowered her face, a strand of black hair fell between her eyebrows, lining the skin like snow, eyes blurred, adding a bit of charm, and smiled lowly in her ear: "I know, you want to send me away earlier ."
"The prince is kidding." Feng Zhiwei flicked his temples to avoid his close lips, and his face strives for nature. "Weichen can't wait for you to drive to the palace every day, so that we can add a few sorrows to Weichen's eyebrows."
Ning Yi looked at her, smiled, and went ahead. The two returned to the pavilion. Feng Zhiwei accidentally saw Ning Ji, the tenth prince who was known as "drunken to sleep," and continued to drink in the pavilion with a red face.
"Lao Shi was drunk first and didn't block Lao Liu." The second prince smiled at him and said, "Every time Lao Shi is in the past, Lao Liu can't be drunk anymore. No one will stop you this time. ."
"Perhaps Wei's wine, taste better." The seven princes politely smiled.
"Let's take a look at the birthday ceremony I prepared for the mother princess?" The five princes were also half drunk, and suddenly took out a delicate pen holder from the cuff. "The Minnan bureaucrat sent people to search for 100,000 miles of mountains for half a year. Only to find this pair of treasures, just sent here today, just to open your eyes."
"What's so strange about a pen holder, the concubine is so handsome, what pen holder hasn't seen?" The second prince was about to shake his head, and suddenly hey.
In the hollow thin bamboo pen holder, a pair of bones and eyes suddenly appeared in a gap.
"Mouse!" The tenth prince yelled and planted it later. The five princes held it up and smiled: "Why are you still so timid as an old ten, there is no royal spirit."
The tenth prince blushed, and the little thing in the pen holder had been drilled out, but it was a pair of extremely small monkeys, but they had big fingers, furry round heads, dark and round eyes, short tails, and rare It's a golden hair, like gold casting, extremely beautiful and beautiful.
"Is this the legendary pen monkey?" The seven princes exclaimed. "Isn't this thing saying that it's gone forever? Where did you find it? It's still full of gold. The legendary pen monkey's coat color or brownish gray or orange, how could this be? Rare coat color?"
The five princes can't hide their complacency, "Gao Zhuan, the political ambassador of Minnan, is a caring person. This pair of pen monkeys is the one he found from the most beastly beast dance family in the 100,000-mile mountain of southern Fujian. The concubine is good at writing. If you have this pair of small things, you can laugh and play, and if you want to, you can eliminate her deep loneliness."
Everyone looked at the cute monkey and reached out to play.
"Five brothers are so filial." Ning Yi leaned over to look at the pair of little things and smiled, "This is the side of the concubine, the paws add fragrance, and the short tail serves ink. It is really a good thing."
Everyone laughed, and the five princes said, "Don't be so slick, old sixth, I ask you, are you ready for the concubine's birthday gift?"
"I grew up under the knee of the concubine since I was young. The concubine is also my mother concubine. I prepared it early, but I can't compare it with my fifth brother."
"That's good." The five princes said with a faint smile, "It's not a waste of concubine's care."