Golden Age Legitimate Fei

282. Trapped in

Looking coldly at Feng Huaiting and Mrs. Feng’s phoenix’s contemptuous disdain. From the time he was young, his father only cared about his wife, no matter how hard he tried, he would always be ignored. Feng Zhiyao suddenly burst into a weak, self-deprecating smile. There was a clear white phoenix in my mind, and I still had a lot of resentful eyes. Even if there is no Fengjia, he has something else. For example, the brothers who grew up in the same years have the same feelings and do not lose their brothers and comrades. Soon he will have his own home.

I thought of the suffocation in the heart of the phoenix in the palace. Looking up proudly, Feng Huaiting said in the corner: "I have already told the prince that you will be able to come out soon. After that... Hey!" After all, I still didn't say anything about the phoenix's sigh of relief and turned and walked out. What if he is tired of him? He was so worried that he was caught by the door. After saving them, they will not owe each other!

Feng Huaiting silently stared at the dark corner of the red dress that turned away and flashed a touch of relief and relief in some old eyes.

"The noble lady is coming! Regent King!" Feng Zhiyao did not go out the door and heard a loud voice. Feng Zhiyao raised Yang Mo Jing Li Lai and even Liu Guifei came. It seems that Hua Guogong said that Liu Guifei not only acts in the palace but also can go out at will. It seems that... I really grasped the weakness of Li Wang. Not eager to turn around the phoenix and slowly walked back.

The other person in the cell, Liu Guifei, looked at the dirty environment and frowned. The stench in the cell, that is, the use of more incense, can not be seen by Liu Guifei, who is not happy with the side of the body: "I really don't have anything to do in person to come to this place?"

Mo Jingli said: "The king does not seem to ask Liu Guifei to come."

Liu Guifei scorned Mo Jingli and certainly did not ask her to come. But Tan Jizhi lost her side and no one came out to see if she knew what kind of ghosts Mo Jingli wanted to do?

Mo Jingli did not care about the dark side of the cell. He said, "You don't have to put the Feng family in this way. It's just that the king does not even mean the means." Liu Guizhen’s heart is in the temple. Not enough to make Mo Jingli feel excited, but their money is enough for anyone to "see the Fengjia money?"

Mo Jingli said indifferently: "Do you think that the Feng family is a good offense? Because you have copied the entire Feng family in one sentence. Since you have already offended, why not let them never turn over."

"You said that the Feng family is Mo Jingyu. They naturally will not be loyal to you. It is better to be cheaper than others. Even if you don't have this palace, you will start to work on the Feng family sooner or later." Liu Guizhen sneered.

Mo Jingli does not deny it.

Said that the two have turned the corner to the innermost part of the cell. But I saw a figure that should not have appeared here. I was standing leisurely and standing on my chest and smiling at them.

"Feng is very courageous." Liu Guifei's eyes are slightly sneer.

The smile on the face of Feng Zhiyao seems to be very happy. "Bold is no match for the noble lady who is about to be buried. As a palace, how dare you feel free to be buried in the will? How dare you live? ?"

"Feng Zhiyao!" Liu Guizhen stared at the Fengzhiyao jade face. "Ding Wangfu grabbed the palace and you went back and told the king that the palace would personally come to him to ask for it."

Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and smiled: "I am free to go to the door. I am afraid that the noble lady is a drunkard. I don’t want to ask for someone. It’s true that we are entangled in our prince. We are very eager for the vinegar, so for the prince and The peace of the king's house is in the middle of replacing the ancestors of the princes."

"Let's relax!" Liu Guizhen, she is not afraid of all the people in the world know that she likes ink but she also hates others to mock her affection.

Mo Jingli wrinkled his dissatisfaction and interrupted the words of the two. "This king is not coming to listen to you. You are not afraid of being courageous. Do you think that you can slap Dali Temple if you have a fixed Wangfu?"

Feng Zhiyao faintly "Wang Ye has won the prize. Wang Ye is not copying the Feng family without evidence and no crimes. It is not worth mentioning that it is better than Wang Ye."

Seeing Feng naturally thinks of people behind Feng Xiaoyao. This made Mo Jingli unable to resist. He does not want to fight with Mo Xiu and does not intend to repair ink. However, Mo Xiu’s long stay in Beijing has made many of his plans impossible to implement. Mo Jingli did not ask Liu Guizhen why he had to catch the Fengjia horizontal and vertical. He also wanted to have a shield for the Feng family. The shield was much better for his reputation. However, he always thought that Feng San and Feng Jia’s relationship with Feng San’s involvement in Feng’s family represented his own position or the position of the entire king’s palace. Or... ink repairing is also eyeing the fat of the Feng family?

Jianmei Mo Jingli asked: "Will the king be good?"

Feng Zhiyao looked at Mo Jingli in front of him. It’s really a saga of the three days. If a few years ago, Mo Jingli mentioned that ink repairing and not exporting curses and ridicules is already very teachable. Now I can still say so calmly. Right is the easiest thing to make a difference. I pointed out that Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "There are Lao Li Wang, our prince has always been well."

"Is it?" Mo Jingli said: "This king seems to have heard that the South King of Xiling Town seems to be interested in increasing the border to the border."

Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "Wang Ye said that he is giving everything to the dust-clean son. He is only afraid to ask the son of the dust."

Mo Jingli and Feng Zhiyao are also known to know that if they really go around with their bends, they will not be able to talk about tomorrow. I had to take the lead in changing the topic: "Feng Sangong, is this to see Feng’s master?"

Feng Zhiyao shrugged his shoulders as an answer. Mo Jingli faintly said: "The Feng family's things are said to be a bit of a king's palace, but this thing is not counted by the king. Otherwise, it would be fine to see Feng Sangong's convenience on the face of Ding Wang."

Feng Zhiyao Mo Jingli is telling him that he is not for the Feng family? The cold and cold in my heart believes that Mo Jing Li is a fool. A faint look at the willow next to it, I am afraid that this woman is the one that is being used. Sure enough, it’s no wonder that Wang Ye didn’t look up.

"Thank you, the prince is bothered. It’s just a matter of coming over and looking at it. Isn’t it necessary for the phoenix family to be driven out of this house? Is it true that the prince and the royal family are still going to leave?" Liu Guifei was ready to leave when he was free to arch.

"Slow." Liu Guizhen suddenly said.

Feng Zhiyao looked at Liu Guifei indifferently.

Just listen to Liu Guifei proudly said: "You can't go."

Feng Zhiyao’s “Why?”

"Is it good for you to think that Dali Temple is the place where you said to go and leave?" Liu Guizhen cold and cold.

Liu Guifei is trying to find an excuse to leave him. Feng Zhiyao also asked indifferently: "What do you want? I can't stay?" Feng Zhiyao's skill is more difficult to deal with the master of ink repair. But it is not difficult to deal with Mo Jingli and Liu Guifei in this narrow path.

His voice, Mo Jingli, has already left without a trace. When he was a teenager, he also knew that he was not an opponent. In this narrow cell, the guards can't get in. If they are caught by the phoenix or they are accidentally injured, they don't look good.

Liu Guifei certainly did not think about the chilling smile of Feng Xiaozhi: "If you dare to go, I will kill Feng Huaiting."

After a few moments, Feng Zhiyao sighed helplessly and threw a short knife from his sleeve and threw it at Liu Guifei’s hand to indicate that he had no weapons. Liu Guizhen’s satisfied wave was to let the people grab the phoenix and at the same time he said: “Take Feng Huaiting out. I have no problem with these two people?” Mo Jingli said impatiently: “Just.” He What is necessary is that the two sons of the Feng family in the Feng family have taken over in succession. It is not important to have Feng Huaiting. However, I still reminded you that "you should be careful not to be self-defeating. If you are anxious, you will not have to be buried."

Liu Guifei’s dissatisfaction from the bottom of her heart does not believe that Mo Xiu will kill her.

"The palace naturally knows the size."

Feng Zhiyin, who had no resistance against Feng Zhiyao, was only with Feng Huaiting. The remaining Feng family were handed over to Mo Jing Li Feng and did not care about how Mo Jingli intended to do it. At least compared to the semi-madness of Mo Jingqi and self-righteous Liu Mojing, most of the time is still very measured. The phoenix family who fell to him as long as the people of Dingwangfu are still in Beijing, at least the names of these people are guaranteed.

Ding Wang Fu Li

Mo Xiuzhen, who had just received the obituary, asked with a smile: "Feng Zhiyao was caught by Liu Guizhen?"

Standing in a few steps away, the dark guard couldn’t help but shake back to avoid the traces of the retreat to avoid the cold flames that the prince looks like peace and cold. However, he replied stiffly to the ink-stained eyes of Shangmo. "Returning Liu Guifei not only took Feng San from Dali Temple but also took away the family of Fengjia, the home of the Feng family." A shout with no glazed hands raised on the ink repairing: "Feng Huai Ting is Feng San, if Feng San is really not ignorant, it is not Feng San." This world is really a stone heart, nothing cares. How many can you have? Fengjia is to be cold again. Fengfeng Huaiting is also the birthplace of Feng Zhiyao. It is impossible to completely ignore him. It’s like the coldness of the cold home is not necessarily far from the phoenix. But I heard that the cold and Huai was trapped in the cold, but I still don’t remember what it is like.

Inklessly, he was displeased and turned some grievances and looked at Ye Lidao: "I didn't say that I couldn't save Feng Fengsan and now I have to pay for it myself."

Ye Li laughed: "This is only an accident. Feng Xiaoyao may not know that Liu Guizhen and Li Wang will be so smart to go to Dali Temple at that time. It seems that this Fengjia thing is not just Li Wang. Also inserted a foot."

Mo Xiuzhen did not "now the majority of the capital in Beijing is in charge of Mo Jingli without his consent. Liu Jia wants to move the Feng family to count some. I am afraid that instead of Liu Jia, but Mo Jingli wants to move the Feng family. ”

In the heart of Ye Liu, he looked at the ink repairing road: "The property of Fengjia? Mo Jingli holds the most prosperous years of the whole Chu, and it should not be short of money."

Ink repaired and laughed: "That can be Momo Jing although it controls most of the southern part of Dachu. But in the end, the foundation is very shallow. The part of Jiangnan is even more intricate in family relations. Mo Jingli wants to make money from these people." It’s easy. And... it’s a matter of burning money.”

"You mean...Mo Jingli is expanding the army in secret?" Ye Li naturally thought that his own guess could not help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

Ink repaired with a smile and nodded: "Mo Jingli wants that dragon chair is not a day or two. When the new emperor is enthroned, they will return to Xibenwang and have no mood to play with him." Ye Liqing thought for a moment and said: " Since why do we have to wait until the new emperor is enthroned?"

"Because the king is willing to find him uncomfortable."

"..." As long as the ink repair is still there, even if the ink is really a bit of a heart, there is no such courage.

"Wang... Wang Ye..." The subordinates who did not get a reply were still standing alone and looking at the ink that was obviously likely to have forgotten their existence.

"What else?" asked Mo Xiuzhen.

Finally, the poor person who found the conversation quickly told me what he was going to say. "I just received a message from Liu Guizhen. Liu Guifei will visit the Dingfu House tomorrow morning and have some things to discuss with Wang Ye. Refused." Someone who had a pause and paused for a moment was relieved.

“Liu Guizhen? Visit? Don’t refuse?” Mo Xiu asked.

The person who passed the message burst into tears in his heart: it’s just a matter of passing the message. It’s none of my business.

Yeli laughed and pulled Lamo to smile at the subordinate: "Wang Ye knows you go ahead."

"Thank you for your kind words." The sigh of relief turned around and disappeared at the door of the hall.

Somewhere in the unknown, a relaxed look leans on the simple bed in the cell. Feng Huaiting, who was locked in the cell next to him, still sat in the bed of the cell and closed his eyes.

Feng Zhiyao sat on the bed and looked at the opposite two white flowers and snorted and walked to the railing and struck a few times. In a short while, someone stared at Feng Zhiyao and asked: "What is the matter of Feng Sangong?" Feng Zhiyao suddenly "Hey? Know this son?" Inadvertently looked at a few eyes of the middle-aged phoenix There is no image for him. However, it can be seen that the martial arts repair is not bad. Feng Zhiyao said: "When you take a big piece, do you want to die in the cold?"

The middle-aged man fainted and turned away from the phoenix. In a short while, he held a dark blue-colored rabbit skin cloak and handed it to the phoenix and then turned and went out. Feng Zhiyao looked at the dark blue cloak in his hand and smiled thoughtfully. The cloak in his hand was unimpeded and fell through the railings of two cells to Feng Huaiting.

Feng Huai-ting looked at the cloak on his body and looked at the phoenix far away. Feng Zhiyao has slowly returned to the side of his bed and turned to the other side of the wall to ignore him. At this time, it is the third that even if it is outside, it can still feel a bit of coolness, not to mention the dark dungeon. The chill of the cloak on the original body suddenly disappeared a lot. Feng Huaiting’s silent close-up of the man in his face wearing a thin red dress reveals a rare softness.

Feng Zhiyao is a martial arts and has been a battlefield for many years. Naturally, I was able to perceive the original temper of falling on myself, but the gaze remained on him and did not move, which made him gradually uncomfortable. The fierce turn back didn't have a good voice: "If you have anything, just say it." Don't wait for Feng Huaiting's phoenix to continue. "You don't have to think about it. You are also tired of being hurt by me. Rest assured that I guarantee Fengjia. Go out safely out of prison."

"What have you done?" Silenced a good one, Feng Huaiting asked.

Feng Zhiyao squeezed a trace of eccentric look at Feng Huaiting's eyes with a hint of "I robbed a man from the palace."

Feng Huaiting is the source of Feng’s own information. Even if there is news of someone missing in the palace, I can know that I can't help but change my face when I hear the phoenix. After a long while, he said: "So many years... can you still not let go?"

This time it was the turn of the Phoenix, he did not think that Feng Huaiting actually knew his mind. His face looked a little complicated and looked at the opposite side for a while. He was a little hurry and said: "This is not your business!"

The empty cell suddenly silenced and seemed to be able to hear the breath of the two. I heard Feng Huaiting saying: "You are so daring to hold a fixed king to support you? If the king is not willing or he can't help you?"

Feng Zhiyao sneered and said: "I have come to teach me now is not late!"

This time, the impulsive action of Feng Zhiyao is really very heart-felt, but the cold expression and tone of a pair of Shangfeng Huai Ting makes it impossible to calm down and speak.

Feng Huaiting calmly looked at him and finally sighed in a low voice and said nothing more. Feng Zhiyao’s eagerness to re-close his eyes and stop talking, Feng Huaiting’s heart is not knowing what to think. (.guan.)