The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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The eleventh and eleventh chapters add to the mouth, raw kittens!

"So much nonsense! Not too fast to help!" Yao Mozhen is also really anxious, this has tossed an hour, but did not see the kitten out, the screams of the screams are getting smaller and smaller, fearing that the strength is running out.

"This is how the king will be!" The night prince clears his eyes and walks back a few steps.

"What do you do now? It just can't be born! What to do!" The voice of the accompaniment changed, and Yao Mo’s eyes were filled with tears. At that time, the production scene was still in front of him. Yao Mozhen feels the same.

"I am coming." Just when everyone was helpless, Feng Yihan suddenly stepped forward, and the long, smooth fingers gently stroked the belly of the floc, pushing it rhythmically. At this moment, everyone's eyes are on the slaps of the chaise longue, no one cares about identity, status, etiquette.

"How?" Yao Mozhen looked worried to Feng Yihan, so close, Yao Mozhen easily found a calm and calm expression on Feng Yihan's face, even if his forehead was sweating.

"Reassured, nothing." Hearing Feng Yihan said, Yao Mozhen's heartbeat slowed down a little. Thanks to the gratitude, Yao Mojun raised his hand inadvertently and wiped the frontal angle of Feng Yihan with Jinpa. After all, For the florist, she should always do something. It was only this scene that fell into the eyes of the night, and it turned out to be a dazzling sight.

"Come out! Niangni! Look at you, come out with a kitten, white, and squiggles!" Ting Yue joyfully cheered, excited tears.

"Don't worry, there is one." Feng Yihan rhythmically licking the belly of the squid, and sure enough, just after the first kitten was born, another wet kitten was bulging out.

"Well?" Yao Mozhen clears and lifts slightly, and looks at Feng Yihan.

Looking at each other, Feng Yu’s heart is steep and shocking. He can’t describe how this is a pair of clear and pure eyes. The beauty is like a spring flower, just like the summer moon, like the autumn wind, like the winter snow, the light shines directly to the bottom of Fengyi’s heart. Lightened the darkness of his heart. At this moment, Feng Yihan suddenly realized why the night game would favor her alone, because the pure beauty and innocence in Yao Mozhen’s eyes is exactly what they are most lacking in the royal family.

"It won't be a slap..." In this case, Yao Mozhen naturally ignored the deep meaning of Feng Yi's eyes and asked anxiously.

"Reassured, the mother and the child are safe." Feng Yi and a fierce shock, the desire to gather the eyes, calmly open.

"Great! Fortunately, nothing is fine! Fortunately..." Yao Mozhen no longer cares about Feng Yihan, his hands stroking the head of the floc, and the bottom of his eyes burst into a mist. Especially looking at the two little guys who were eating milk in the belly of the florist, Yao Mozhen’s tears, like the broken beads, rolled and fell, and the delicate state made people pity.

"Yao Yao got two kittens, it is a happy thing." Feng Yihan had a kind of comforting impulse, but he was forced to bear it. Behind him, the night Junqing will have all of this, and the bottom of my heart is inexplicably scented with a sour taste, but it is very light, but it exists.

"I'm fine, I cried so much." Yao Mo's blurted out, his hands still petting and squandering, seeming to give it unlimited comfort.

"Is it so happy?" Feng Yihan stared at Yao Mozhen's nephew and flashed an unidentified light, faintly opening.

"Oh... yeah, is that what you said?" Yao Mozhen suddenly realized that he was out of his way, and he looked up and looked at the night.

"It's not too stupid, it means this!" Night Jun Qing naturally understands Yao Mozhen's intentions and echoes the road. "His Royal Highness, you are afraid that you haven't used any food yet?" After Yao Mozhen reminded, The night Jun Qing deliberately alienated from Feng Yi Han, it is the orthodox that has been changed.

"I know that Junqing lives here, so I want to come to you and go to the Lama Temple to eat together. I wonder if Junqing can give me this face?" Feng Yihan closed his eyes and turned to look at the night Junqing.

"Taizi is heavy. If it is not a problem with the flounder, Junqing is afraid to disturb the Prince in the Lama Temple." The night is refreshing.

"I can't help, Yao Yao Niangniang got two kittens, I am afraid that I still like to play for a while, otherwise I will invite Yao Hao to eat together." Feng Yihan talked to Yao Mozhen, humble.

"Well, you are a good person, you have to ask the palace, this palace must go!" Yao Mozhen raised his tender face and nodded. Feng Yi Han did not speak, only a slight smile, and then with the night Junqing exit Guan Yugong.

Looking at Feng Yihan and the night Junqing left, the smile on Yao Mo's face suddenly solidified, and his face suddenly became cold.

"Odd girl, what's wrong with you?" Feeling that Yao Mozhen's expression was abnormal, Ting Yue asked with anxiety.

"It was just a moment of excitement, and I was negligent. In front of Feng Yihan, this stupidity is in the end." Yao Mozhen whispered, thoughtfully.

"How is that good, will he inform the emperor?" Tingyue's lips evoked a touch of surprise, full of worry.

"Of course not, he is not stupid. Anyway, anyway, this palace did not want to put it in front of him, and see how he walked the next step." Yao Mozhen leisurely spoke, watching the eyes of the florist less sharp With a touch of warmth and softness.

The evening breeze is strong, the flowers are rich, and Feng Yihan stands in front of the window and is independent. The white gown is rising with the wind, just like taking the wind.

"Master, listen to the wind and find that there are hidden guards in the palace, more than one!" The same is the hidden guard, listening to the wind can naturally feel the unusual atmosphere hidden in the Guan Gong Palace.

"How are they martial arts?" Can a fool say such a situation? Yao Mozhen, she was told that she was stupid from the outside, and now it seems that all the things that are passed are not necessarily true.

"One is quite similar to listening to the wind, and the other... is far above the wind!"

"Oh? Guanyin Palace actually has such a character?" Feng Yihan has reason to be surprised. He knows that listening to the wind is a superior in the secret guard. If it is above him, what kind of existence? .

"They are incompetent, and they can't tell where they are."

"No problem, no matter where they come from, in the case of this Prince, it is all good and harmless." Feng Yihan's thin lips scorned, and his eyes crossed a smile.

"I don't understand the subordinates." Listening to the wind and paying attention to Feng Yihan.

"Since they are lurking in Guanyin Palace, it is very likely that they are the people of the night Junqing. Now, the night Junqing is fully responsible for the safety of the Prince. Once the Prince is in trouble, the night Junqing has the responsibility of shirking it. Up, the night game will definitely push the night Junqing to go to the matter. This is also the reason why the night game is to be responsible for the hospitality of the night Prince. Based on this, the night Junqing will definitely try to protect the Prince. "The arc of Feng Yi's cold lips is getting deeper and deeper. Maybe he can also fight with the "Phantom of the Seven Kills".

"If they are the stupid people?"

"That's interesting..." The deep scorpion looked in the direction of Guanyin Palace, and Fengyi couldn't help but think of the four eyes.

Originally, Yao Zhenting was not a big deal, but Yao Mozhen still decided to go back. She wanted to see which girl was bad luck. If she was a good person, she wouldn’t mind being a good man. Last rescue. Secondly, I heard that Yao Suzhen will go back. Since the last time Yao Suzhen left, she has not seen her for many days. I really thought about it!

Because Yao Zhenting’s request for the gods counted that Li Jia’s second son had a son’s life, so the mother relied on the child, and Yao Zhenting changed the decision of the four-bedroom to a wife. The purpose was to hope that his first son was a singer, and his status was natural and noble. some. Yao Mozhen sneered at this statement because she knew that Yao Zhenting, who had ‘no roots’, would never have a son anymore.

The whole wedding scene was even grand, and the guests were like clouds. Yao Zhenting didn't look much happy, but the second lady, the smile on her face was like a spring flower. Yao Mozhen investigated, her name is Li Qingqing, her character is narrow and narrow, and she is a slap in the face. Although she is smashing out, she almost hangs her sister’s bully. Obviously, she is not a good man or a woman.

Yao Mozhen has always insisted that Yao Zhenting entered the cave room before he ordered the Tingyue to prepare the sedan. Throughout the process, Yao Suzhen sat there like a statue, without a smile. It is no wonder that Dou Xianglan died less than two months ago, and his father married his wife. Of course, Yao Suzhen’s heart is not a taste.