C3 Sima Zhao's Heart

"Thank you for saving my life!" Yeh Wuzheng said weakly, but his eyes were staring at her face without blinking.

Feng Jiuge did not say anything and only picked up the piece of paper in Lvqiao's hand. The more she looked at it, the more her hand trembled. The more she looked, the deeper the hatred in her eyes!

Injury!

Chuh Zixiao, so you actually labeled me with this kind of crime? Even though it was disgusting, it was also the most effective and effective crime!

As long as Yeh Wuzheng signed the warrant, he would be considered dead. Even if Liao Country came to question him, Chuh Zixiao still had a thousand or ten thousand reasons to cover it up!

With a fierce clench of his palm, the fine piece of paper that Yeh Wuzheng had cheated on with her turned into powder.

Feng Jiuge turned around and stood in front of Hongxiao, pulling out the dagger from her stomach. Under Yeh Wuzheng's shocked gaze, she did not hesitate to stab into the upper left side of his chest. After that, she knocked over the oil lamp and lit a fire.

"Hey, do you need to be so ruthless?" Yeh Wuzheng grimaced in pain. This was the first time in his life that he had fallen so miserably!

The masked woman in black took out a small bottle from her bosom and threw it to him. She then carried Hongxiao, who had lost too much blood and was on the verge of fainting, and instantly disappeared from the room.

The fire spread, but Yeh Wuzheng held the jade bottle that was completely green. The corner of his mouth carried a trace of a playful smile. He was very clear that this woman did not want to kill him, and this porcelain bottle... clearly, she did not want to hide her identity!

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"Who are you?" Hongxiao woke up and saw a clean figure with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

Feng Jiuge did not say anything and just stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back. Her heart was in a mess.

Hongxiao, Lvqiao, Zi Yi and Lan Xin were all brought down from the mountain. Hongxiao grew up with her since young and the other three were given to her by the elders. If even the three of them could betray her, then would there be anyone trustworthy by her side?

Back then when Chuh Zixiao said Hongxiao and Yeh Wuzheng died together, he had no other choice but to be sad. But now he knew that there were many loopholes in it, but she had never thought about it!

"Hongxiao thanks Miss for saving my life, but Hongxiao still has important matters to attend to. If Miss trusts me, can you leave a way to contact me? Hongxiao will definitely repay this kindness."

Hongxiao was anxious. Lvqiao and the other two had betrayed Mistress but at this moment Mistress did not know and was afraid that something big was going to happen to Mistress.

Feng Jiuge slowly turned around and looked at Hongxiao and said in a low voice, "What if you want to kill your Mistress?"

Hongxiao did not even think before she made a move and pinched Feng Jiuge's neck, "Even if I die, I will not let anyone hurt her!"

Feng Jiuge's eyes had a trace of crystal but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. She reached out and pulled the cloth off her face.

At this moment, Hongxiao's face instantly became very pale and tears flowed down from her eyes as she knelt down, "Mistress..."

Since Mistress saved her, then Mistress must have already heard Lvqiao's words.

Feng Jiuge's hands held onto the window frame and the veins on the back of her hands bulged but she tried her best to speak steadily, "How about you play with me?"

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The four residences were on fire. Chuh Zixiao was busy placating the emissaries, but when he saw the severely injured Yeh Wuzheng, At that moment, his originally high and mighty emotions started to crack. In the end, he couldn't help but clench his fists. He wasn't dead? How could he not be dead!

"It seems like the Dayu isn't very peaceful. Yesterday, a grand event was held, and today, the four residences are on fire. If you don't know, do you think that Emperor Chu wants to unify the seven kingdoms and wipe out the six families?"

Yeh Wuzheng's pale face carried a faint smile, but his deep eyes didn't allow anyone to guess what he was thinking.

His words made the envoys of the other five countries furious. Although they weren't injured, they were still frightened. Looking at the severely injured Yeh Wuzheng reminded them. This Chuh Zixiao had a heart of Sima Zhao's.

Chuh Zixiao relaxed his hands under his wide sleeves, but he clenched them again and loosened them a few more times. After a few times, a trace of a smile appeared on his handsome face.

He cupped his hands towards the severely injured Yeh Wuzheng and said. "This is my negligence. Later, I will give War King a satisfactory answer."

"That's good." Yeh Wuzheng closed his eyes after saying that.

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