C12

When Zhao Yuqi came in, Feng Feixuan was staring at the exquisite blue palace dress in her hands in a trance. Her long and soft black hair was like a waterfall, wind blowing at her temples, without the slightest ornament, yet she was so quiet and natural like an orchid in the mountains, beautiful and seductive.

"What is it? "You don't like it?" Zhao Yuqi strode forward, one hand unrestrainedly trying to support her slim and delicate waist.

However, Feng Feixuan had long since been prepared. She nimbly dodged a few steps like a swallow.

She raised her head, coldly sweeping a glance at him with a frown, and said without any doubt, "Give me a new set of men's clothing. The best is black."

Zhao Yuqi stared at her empty hand and withdrew it without a change in expression. With a gentle smile, she said, "But I feel that this Cloud Gem Palace set is more suitable for you."

"Cut the crap, I'm not your concubine. You don't even have the right to tell me what I want to wear. Do you want to trade or not? " Feng Feixuan stuck to the skirt in her hand and was just about to tear it open to make the tight suit she wore yesterday.

Zhao Yuqi's phoenix eyes darkened and she moved at a lightning speed, instantly arriving in front of Feng Feixuan. Unknowingly, her slightly cold fingers had already grabbed onto her slender waist and pulled her fiercely, throwing her into the bosom of her bosom.

Feng Feixuan staggered, and she, who was lacking in blood, was struck until she felt dizzy. The feeling of defeat that she was powerless to resist made her angry from the bottom of her heart, but she did not struggle either. And what you said before could be taken as farting? "

Zhao Yuqi roughly pinched her chin, her deep black eyes carried a disdainful anger as she maliciously smiled and said: "You were poisoned and you didn't have any internal energy, who gave you the guts to be so arrogant? If you still want to cure us, then stop challenging my limits. "

However, Feng Feixuan was not afraid in the slightest. She raised her eyes that were even colder as she calmly said, "Life and death are decided by fate, I don't care."

At this moment, her red lips were slightly opened, her face was as beautiful as the sun, yet her body was filled with a proud and unyielding spirit. That kind of indifference that looked down on life and death caused people to involuntarily revere her, making him, who always looked down on others, feel powerless.

It wasn't the first time she said that she wasn't afraid of death in front of him, but this time, it was especially shocking.

His long and narrow phoenix eyes drooped down, falling on those plump and bright red lips. He lowered his head out of the blue and stuck it in.

Soft? Right, it was the complete opposite of the cold and aloof aura she exuded. Her lips were so warm and sweet that with a light touch, she wanted to sink down to the ground and ask for even more.

The contradiction between ice and fire combined on this woman made him want to be the domineering one, destroy everything on her body, and melt her coldness and calmness.

But in the next moment.

"Pa …"

Feng Feixuan slapped his handsome face, very heavily, very mercilessly.

"Don't challenge my limit either." Feng Feixuan raised her hand as if nothing had happened and wiped off the liquid at the side of her lips. Her movements were calm and leisurely, as if she was wiping away something filthy.

Zhao Yuqi felt as if she were going crazy; he was going crazy.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, trying to control the rage in his heart and the strong killing intent that swept over him.

Fortunately, the sound of flustered footsteps came from outside the hall, followed by Zhang Zhengguo's shrill and anxious voice. "Your Highness, something terrible has happened. Something bad has happened …"

Zhao Yuqi suddenly opened her eyes. Her black pupils revealed a bloodthirsty light as she coldly asked, "What are you panicking for?"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhengguo had already entered the hall and knelt down in fear. "Your Highness, it's bad, Commander Zheng has returned, covered in blood, on the verge of death!"

Zhao Yuqi stared blankly for a moment before urgently asking, "Where is he?"

When Feng Feixuan, who stood behind him, heard this news, her eyes that were so dark that they could not be seen, suddenly constricted, and her hands clenched into fists.

It looked like the antidote wasn't that easy to obtain.

As she thought about it, she felt a familiar stabbing pain in her chest. The thick smell of blood made her want to vomit.

"In the west wing, this old servant has already ordered someone to get the imperial physician."

"Let's go, lead the way." Zhao Yuqi flung the brocade robe on her body and left the chamber without looking back.

Feng Feixuan wanted to follow, but when she saw that she was wearing pink pajamas, she stopped. Although she didn't care about the gazes of this world, she was still an unmarried girl. It was really awkward going out like this.

While she was vexed over this matter, she turned her head to look at Ying Mei who had been waiting outside the hall for an unknown period of time. Although this maid was trembling with fear in front of her, Feng Feixuan knew that she had an extraordinary skill.

However, Feng Feixuan had neither the interest nor the need to investigate anyone in this crown prince's mansion. Pointing at Ying Mei, she coldly said, "Go and get me a set of men's clothing. Be quick."

"Eh, yes, Miss Fang, please wait." Ying Mei raised her head in panic. When she met Feng Feixuan's gaze, she averted her gaze, lowered her head, and obediently retreated.

When Feng Feixuan appeared in the west wing, dressed in black, Zheng Ruifeng, who was heavily injured, had already been dead for quite a while. Imperial Physician Feng had diagnosed that none of the forty-eight cuts were fatal. What had truly caused Zheng Ruofeng's death was a needle of the Ghost Vine, a poison that could kill anyone who touched it.

Feng Feixuan sucked in a breath of cold air as she looked at Zheng Rufeng's corpse, and her heart was filled with intense pain as it approached in full fury. This outstanding and iron-like man had died because of her.

She could be cold and heartless to anyone, and even more so to her enemies. However, she could not stand the kindness of others. They had never met this Zheng Ruifeng before, not even once. Yet he had died while taking the medicine for her. And, no complaints.

Feng Feixuan was not used to this, and very did not like this feeling of guilt.

Zhao Yuqi was extremely angry. While Feng Feixuan was in a daze, he had long given the order for the Six Fans Gate's Sect Master, Xiao Kongtu, to come forward to receive her orders.

An hour later, Xiao Kong Tu, who was covered in iron armor, appeared in the crown prince's mansion.

The moment this person appeared, the guards of the crown prince's residence all gave way. Even the eunuchs, servants and maids were frightened. They were like frightened birds, trembling like a sieve.

Whether it was exterminating bandits, breaking crimes, or executing them, there was nothing he couldn't do. He was even more strict and ruthless towards the subordinates of Six Fans Gate, and a single mistake and his head would fall to the ground. This was why in the hearts of the people of Jing Nation, he was a Godly General, and also a devil.

"Your humble servant, Xiao Kongtu, greets Your Highness." Xiao Kong Tu knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully in a neither humble nor haughty manner.

Zhao Yuqi turned around and stared at him with cold arrogance, "Xiao Kongtu, the anti-thief Ghost Valley Child is causing trouble in Handan. I ordered your Six Fans Gate to immediately set off for Handan, and within seven days, eliminate the Ghost Valley Man, capture Ghost Valley Man alive and send him to the capital for interrogation."

Xiao Kong Tu cupped his fists and acknowledged the order, his voice as loud as the earth, "I will obey. However, Handan is the fiefdom of the Seventh Prince, and this lowly servant believes that it is necessary to report it to the Seventh Prince. "