The Rise of Phoenix
Chapter 1

Twelve years Changxi, winter.

Capital of the Tiansheng Dynasty, Dijing.

In the morning, there was a misty fog, and a cool thin curtain floated between the world and the land, falling over the dark and bright red colored tiles on Qifu Road on Xihua Street, he said, and a layer of pink was enveloped by snow-colored snow. Red red, it receives a little glamour, and gives birth to a little warm and beautiful, like opaque jelly.

Frozen fruit ...

Feng Zhi swallowed a little and touched his stomach, which suddenly began to growl.

The bright red persimmons ripe in late autumn freeze in the first snow in early winter, and add the high-grade honey brewed. As jade slipped into his lungs, it smoothed out the remaining heat in his lungs.

What a pity .. which seemed to be the enjoyment of my previous life ...

Chief Feng Zhi looked up, and with the ***** that seemed, he lazily waved a broom, swept the snow on the road, and swept his way into the artificial lake.

The handle of the broom is cold, and there's a bit of frozen snow. Ordinary people would feel cold when they saw it. Feng Zhiwei held it comfortably, but only felt a coolness, which was truly refreshing.

Suddenly, a clattering ringing sound came from behind, and Feng Zhiwei did not look back, but he flattened the broom in his hand, and a few thick ice grains rolled on the ground in front.

“Yo, this isn't Miss Feng from my family?” The female voice behind him smiled, with a cold insult in his smile, “Morning, what are you doing?

“As you can see.” Feng Zhiwei turned around and collected a broom.

“Snow.”

“How can such a servant make Miss Jin, who is so precious and precious, do it?” A woman in her twenties, with excellent makeup, a pair of eyes with little choice in her eyes and a touch of silvery red red, was the most popular “lalat” in Beijing this winter. "Riasan", "If your uncle knows, I don't know how to feel depressed."

Feng Zhi smiled slightly and lowered his eyelashes.

"Uncle takes care of everything, how could he bother him with such a trivial matter? Enough for me to have five distressed uncles."

"Also, your uncle is also the commander of the five forces and commander of the flying shadow guards. The first person in the commander of the Tiansheng dynasty, there really was no free time to take care of all the things in this backyard. You know the size. Aunty should take care of you." Her aunt who was disliked, looked at the faces of Feng Zhiwei and Shun in satisfaction ... This girl was always grumpy, and she wouldn't be angry even if she squeezed her.

“How aunty came out today?” Feng Zhiwei humbly stepped aside, the broom leaned diagonally, and even the word “five” was simply removed.

Aunt Wu listened to this title, and she was in a good mood. He slapped his fingers on his lips and placed his finger in bright red. He drank his eyes and smiled: "Said that there is someone in front of me, maybe I need to wait ... Well, you don't have to wait ... Ask more. "

Feng Zhi slightly hung his face, his face expressionless ... The customs of the people of the Tiansheng dynasty were open, the royal ministers were even more romantic, daily exchanges, sharing beauty, sharing concubines with each other were common things, there were many concubines in Qiufu, five aunts The color has not faded and love has relaxed. I was lonely in Qiufu. I went to the front yard quietly in the early morning. Bacheng heard that an honorable person was coming, thinking of "an amazing meeting" or something. The goldfish turned around and changed the world.

“How can there be no waiter next to my aunt?” Feng Zhiwei put down a broom and reached out to help five aunts, “I help you.”

"Don't! Your hands are dirty!" Aunt Wu opened her hands with a slap, looked at her snowy fingers with disdain, and looked at the abnormal reddish color between her eyebrows, taking a step back from the plague.

Feng Zhiwei smiled humbly and pulled up his sleeves.

"You are fifteen years old too. It doesn't matter to be in this backyard." Five aunts stood beside the snow and glanced at her, "I'll talk to your wife one day, and give you someone, you know, before Son Liu Guanshi in the courtyard, I look good. "

True, the private school had been reading it for five years, and San Zi Jing had yet to be memorized.

Feng Zhiwei was still laughing, his smile was softer and calmer, the pair of eyes on the yellowish skin were flowing profusely, and gradually gave birth to a stream of dance and charm.

Five aunts glanced at him, and his heart moved ... This girl, if not for the color of her skin, was really handsome, no wonder someone said she was like that person ...

But what about good looks? Well, the famous background is still sick seedlings that do not live long, and red flowers are destined to be defeated in the mud.

He froze and felt that he had talked enough with this girl today. How could he feel like that if he changed into the past? If not for King Chu's palace going down, he would have been invited to a private meeting in his backyard, and he was so excited that he wouldn't have cared about this girl's lifelong event.

She raised her face and snorted, thinking of His Eminence Chu, who was known as the most beautiful and beautiful in the Tiansheng Dynasty, thinking that she could be freed from Qiufu's lonely days from now on, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy, and he walked away.

"Well..."

Suddenly sneaking under his feet, stepping on a small but slippery ice ball, the five women could not stand, leaning back, he exclaimed, subconsciously grabbing and grabbing, the five women could not stand up, and his fingers were about to touch and stick to the pile of snow Sweep.

Feng Zhiwei suddenly took the broom.

Aunt Wu took an empty spot and slammed it into the ground. A thin layer of snow floated on the ice, which was extremely slippery. Aunt Wu sneaked out as soon as she fell to the ground. .

Five aunts turned around and could not help but shout, "Help me! Help me!"

Feng Zhiwei watched the woman slip along the way, slowly returning her hands to her sleeves and gently saying, "Don't, my hands are dirty."

"explosion!"

The sound of a human body falling into the water sounded very soft, Feng Zhi smiled and took a broom to the beach. The five aunts were completely watery, struggling to pour water, the water was too cold, and her face instantly froze. The pale blue color, the bread of shiny and fine hair scattered down, wet and sticky to his face, like a snake roaming black, he looked frozen as soon as he screamed, and he seemed to know that Feng Zhiwei was not going to save him, Just swimming desperately to the beach.