"How dare you now?"
"Did you do something to the second child recently?" Ning Yi squinted at her, "After you came back, the two waiters in the Ministry of Rites who were punished for crimes immediately became real crimes. His Majesty has ordered a thorough investigation, and you have to clean them up. Ministry of Rites, Your Majesty is up to you. If you want to use your hands to rectify the wind, how can the second child feel at ease? As the master, he must first worry about whether you will bite and climb more people regardless of you, and second, he must be loyal to you. The ministers of your own camp have confessed that you and him are already inextricably tied, and it is almost impossible to see each other, and you will be strong first, and then you will suffer. Instead of waiting for him to attack, you might as well get out of the scabbard first—I don't believe you can't think of this, you really can't think of it, I can think of it for you."
"Your Highness's sincerity really moved me." Feng Zhiwei applauded, "It's just that Your Highness didn't mention that you took advantage of Shao Ning's incident to quietly withdraw and replace the Imperial Forest Army in the palace, and transferred the long tasseled guards to defend. I recruited a group of palace servants, re-elected palace maids to replace servants, and almost replaced all the palace elders? Of course I made the Second Prince anxious, didn’t you?”
"That's why we have to work together to go to the villa together..." Ning Yi bowed his head next to her ear, the hot air from his lips blew into her ear, and smiled deeply, "Ordinary women will only do bad things if they enter the villa, and all women in the world except you, Who else can?"
"Why do I feel that Your Highness is saying that among the women in the world, I am the most treacherous and vicious?" Feng Zhiwei put her hands on her temples, trying to push him.
Ning Yi immediately licked her palm, Feng Zhiwei hastily withdrew her hand and wiped her palm on her clothes, her face was already blushing uncontrollably, when she heard Ning Yi's deep laugh, she seemed to be in a happy mood, "You are poisonous, I am raped, we are right match made in heaven?"
"Don't dare to stand side by side with His Highness." Feng Zhi smiled slightly.
"And... call me Yi." Ning Yi smiled slightly, his eyes were shining brightly, his voice floated like a cloud, rippling without a place to scratch, "Come... call me and listen."
"Yi..." Feng Zhiwei also smiled, laughing wickedly in Ning Yi's surprised eyes, "Huh? What did you just say? I didn't hear it."
Hearing the vicious woman's changed tune halfway through, Ning Yi, who had scratched half of his heart and missed the itching, gave Feng Zhiwei a half-smile, shook his head and smiled for a while, "It can't be helped, just wait and see." You're so sloppy and sloppy."
He stood up straight and pointed at the clothes in Feng Zhiwei's hands, "I feel sorry for you, I really want to pretend to be a famous actress. She used to be a famous actress, the head of Huadan in the early years of Dexing Society, one of the four major Yunqu troupes in Shanbei Road, and later became the inspector of Shannan. The wife who is in charge of the Huangqian incident, this time the Huangqian incident went to Beijing with the inspector Xu, and handed over the case of a riot in the mountains and forests in the north of the mountain to the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. Tonight, I was invited by the second prince to be a guest at Shuyu Villa. You are a famous actress. He is vain and competitive, so... "
He laughed and said, "Mrs. Huang will be the first to wear the most fashionable bellyband in Dijing."
Feng Zhiwei stared at the charming apron, twitched the corners of her mouth, suspecting that this identity was intentional by Ning Yi.
"Where's the real Huang Qian thing and Mrs. Huang?" Feng Zhiwei took a mask.
Ning Yi patted the human skin mask in his hand indifferently, "It's in your hand."
Feng Zhiwei twitched the corners of her mouth again, resisting the desire to vomit, holding the mask in her hand, staring at the pile of clothes without saying a word.
"Two options." Ning Yi said leisurely, "Have someone help you put it on, or... I will help you put it on myself."
"Don't dare to work Your Highness." Feng Zhiwei made choices quickly.
"Man Chun." Ning Yi turned his head and called out.
There was a faint ringing sound and the fragrance was overwhelming, a slender figure turned in the paulownia corridor, and then the door curtain was lifted, Feng Zhiwei's eyes lit up, and she saw a woman in a lotus-colored veil standing in front of the door.
The begonia light on the porch is light red, reflecting the bright flowers between the woman's brows. Her eyebrows are very thin, and the dark red eyeliner is slightly raised under her eyebrows. She is as cold and delicate as a begonia under the moon. She doesn't look at the phoenix. Zhiwei bowed Yingying to Ning Yi, her voice sounded very calm, but in that tone, there was some uncontrollable joy.
"Your Highness..."
Ning Yi lifted the curtain to go out, leaned on the railing outside the porch, and said calmly, "Wait for this girl to take a bath and change clothes."
The woman named Man Chun came here with a springy face, she didn't want to hear this sentence, she couldn't help but froze there, and then slowly turned her eyes to the room for a long time, Feng Zhiwei had already turned her back and changed to a spare Although she knew that the person Ning Yi called must be reliable, she still didn't want to show any of her face.
Man Chun stared blankly at Feng Zhiwei's back, looked at the suit of clothes, and turned his head stupidly to look at Ning Yi, but turned his head halfway, but forced himself to turn back, silently bowing.
There was deep blackness in her eyes, like a starless night. Compared with the sparkling pupils just now, this woman's eyes at this moment have a kind of coldness like sinking into an abyss.
There is also an unbelievable surprise.
There is also a kind of desperation that thought that all the hardships and rewards will come, but the dream is suddenly shattered.
She stood there in a daze, her long nails retracted into her palm, and pinched tightly.
Feng Zhiwei drew the curtain a little uncomfortably, and inserted all the bolts on the windows. The woman stood upright, watching her casually walk into the bedroom that Ning Yi never allowed anyone to enter. Walking forward, he casually fiddled with Ning Yi's things, curling his fingers even tighter, revealing a tinge of reddish faintly.
Feng Zhiwei didn't care about these things, she has been in the top position for a long time, and she is used to emperors and generals thinking about things, but she is about to forget that women's psychology is the most complicated kind in the world. Pai said casually: "Please close the door tightly, girl, oh, and please turn your back on it, I want to take a shower."
Her tone was calm, but the innocence and dignity revealed between the lines made the woman tremble.
However, Feng Zhiwei has already undressed and took a shower to wash off the smell of medicine on her body, so she has to hurry up and go out of the city.
She has always been reluctant to look at that woman—look at that Wan Wan cloud temple, the pendant pearls and tinsel used only by women, it is obvious that this is one of Ning Yi's concubines, these two words, and the big bed with beautiful gold silk on the opposite side , it made her feel tired for no reason, and she didn't want to take a second look.