Chapter 185

Yan huaiying Leng there, just remember Wei Zhi that sentence "or aunt to good."

How could your highness ask her to wait on her like this?

Yan huaiying sat there, stiff for a while, then slowly moved out of bed, she pulled the torn open chest Western bedclothes, barely covered her shoulders, and rubbed over step by step.

She has never served people before. She can't react for a moment. What should she do now? Feng Zhiwei glances at her and looks at her domineering. She looks a little frightened and sighs in her heart.

Why? For one's own selfish desire or a bit of nonexistent hatred, to pay for one's life?

These children, who were raised in the rich and powerful families since childhood, are still too narrow-minded. They magnify a little trivial matters infinitely and constantly intimidate themselves, until they are forced into Liangshan by imaginary danger and fall into a strange circle of self torture.

I really don't want to embarrass her. It's not compassion. I think it's tragic enough to be sacrificed by the family and become a maid in the bedroom. She's doomed to be unrequited. She wants to mess with her again. The child is hanged in the Ning chess room and they have to move.

"Anyway, the lower officer's hands are wet. I'd better come here. I was still rubbing some mud just now. My highness just lent me some water to wash." She laughs, squats in front of Ning Yi to help him take off his wet boots.

However, Ning Yi kicked his toe on Yan huaiying's knee and said, "Wei Da's hands are dirty. Didn't you hear that? Will you wait for your hand washing? "

Yan huaiying is frozen there and won't move.

The kick on her knee was not heavy, but it instantly broke her heart and kicked her whole person down the abyss. Just that sentence, she suddenly understood that she was wrong.

It is she who thinks that the legend that relying on the power of the Royal relatives and relatives can make a great contribution to the officials in the dynasty is just a random story made up in the legend book. The protagonist there is not a prince who has been through a lot of storms like Ning Yi, nor is he a well-known official like Wei Zhi.

In front of such people, any absurdity is impossible to happen, and no one can think of arbitrary dislocation.

And she, for this absurd and wishful thinking, really humiliated herself, and can never be retrieved.

It was she who gave up herself - if she could worship at Wei Zhi's feet before, she was not qualified to be close to Wei Zhi's body three feet after that.

She shakes her lips, wants to resist, to burst out, to be angry and to cry. She wants to do what she should do as a miss Yan Family in the past ten years. However, she dare not do anything. Ning Yi is not Wei Zhi. She dares to play the big lady's temper in front of the gentle Wei Zhi because she feels that Wei Zhi will not really care about her, even if it is because she is disdainful, However, in front of Ning Yi, she didn't dare. The man, who was elegant as moonlight and gorgeous as Mandala in the midnight, was awe inspiring and sharp in silence, but her eyes were so faint that she felt that all the words were frozen and frozen in her blood forever.

She believed that if Wei Zhi was angry, maybe it would be bad luck. If she was angry, she would be dead.

Although she did not dare to attack, she could not immediately lower herself. She was frozen there, gently shaking, and her fingers tightly stuck in the palm of her hand. She did not go forward or backward.

Feng Zhiwei didn't seem to see her or hear Ning Yi's command to Yan huaiying. She lifted the water to wash her hands, and said faintly, "I don't dare to be a lady Yan's servant. I'd better avoid it."

This is a reminder of the identity of Ning Yi's opponent. As expected, seeing Ning Yi's eyebrows move slightly, Feng Zhiwei's heart is clearer. He doesn't even know the identity of the other party. How could there be any ambiguity? In order to play carefully, no matter how romantic, it is impossible to have fun with a woman of unknown origin.

"In that case." Ning Yi knows Yan huaiying's identity, but his lips show a sneer. He says lightly, "such a woman who doesn't understand the rules, I don't have the patience to take it with me. Lord Wei, this concubine, will reward you."

Feng Zhi was stunned.

Yan huaiying raised her head, and her eyes were full of unbelievable panic.

"Temple Your highness, you say What do you say... "

Rather chess but even with her to say a word of interest are not, only face to Phoenix know micro, a nasal, "hmm?"

Feng Zhi micro sigh, languid way: "lower official thanks reward."

"That's good." Ning Yi seemed to be in a good mood. He waved his hand and said, "since it's your concubine, what are you doing in this king's room? Not going out yet? "

"I'm not going out!" At this time, Yan huaiying can't care to be afraid. Things have reached the worst. No matter how timid she is, she has to struggle for her own destiny.

With a sound of "plop", she knelt down on the ground full of water traces, knelt under Ning Yi's knee, and hugged his knee. Tears immediately flowed all over her face, "Your Highness Your highness, I learn I will learn the rules well. Don't drive me away I'm your man. You just You just... "

She sobbed and said a half paragraph vaguely, hoping to use this ambiguous hint to disgust Wei Zhi that she was already a fallen flower, so she actively declined.

This sentence does not say good, said, Ning Yi immediately long eyebrow a pick, smile rather than smile, deflection face, way: "just how?"

Yan huaiying didn't know what to say. She just hugged his knee and wept. Her tears and snot inadvertently stained Ning Yi's clothes and robes. Feng Zhiwei looked bad. Before Ning Yi noticed, she picked her up and put her aside.She meant that she was afraid that Ning Yi would kick her to death when she was not happy. It was not that she wanted to cherish the life of the eldest lady, but that she did not want to quarrel with the Yan Family for the time being.

However, Yan huaiying thinks that Wei Zhi deliberately did not give her a chance. Filled with grief and indignation, she immediately finds a vent. She turns around and stares at Feng Zhiwei. She gives a low voice of anger from her throat, and suddenly bumps her head over.

"If you don't let me live, I'll die in your hands!"

Feng know micro PA's one hand will her crisp fan out of the door.

"Remember! Now I'm your sweetheart, my God! If you make trouble with me, you will die in this yard, and no one will give you a start! "

She uses her strength and cleverness. Yan huaiying is not black and blue when she is fanned out. However, she is forced to turn her eyes and close her breath.

She was immediately picked up by someone.

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