C9 venomous demented soul

His middle finger lightly tapped on the table, and in the next moment, a shadow appeared in the hall. On the black wooden tray in his hand, there was a red flower, alluring and glistening.

Feng Qingsheng picked up the red flower and brought it close to his nose to smell its fragrance, "Since ancient times, flowers and beautiful women, I will bestow this flower to second sister."

He slowly walked to the Shura's side and bent down to insert the flower into the Shura's bun.

Her hair that was as black as a waterfall and the flowers that bloomed from it made the young girl's appearance even more flawless.

He was very satisfied.

The Shura's face paled for a moment before returning to its normal color.

"Thank you for your gift, your majesty." She bowed again.

In the vast expanse of white snow, the young girl walked on by herself. The spot of red on her head had already disappeared.

The double watched the slender figure of her back and sighed in his heart. He felt pity for the elegant and peerless young girl.

This flower's name was Soul Devourer, and it was the unique poison of the Fierce Ghost Clan. If there was no antidote within a hundred days, it would make people lose their minds and turn them into inhuman puppets. Recalling a puppet he had seen before, he shuddered involuntarily.

"You think I'm cruel to her?" As the Phoenix King looked at the imperial report, it was as if he had seen through his thoughts.

Heavy Shadow lowered his head and restrained his expression. He did not reply.

Feng Qingsheng did not expect his answer.

The guards of the Feng Clan were all mute.

Only a mute would be able to keep the secret that happened in the entire Imperial City all the time.

"Watch her." he said shortly.

The next moment, the shadow disappeared.

Not long after the Shura returned to Phoenix Maiden Palace, Little Bridge and Wen Yue were also sent back.

Both of them had lost a lot of weight and were riddled with injuries. As Zhao Hui and Xiao Luan helped them to clean up their wounds, they could not help but cry at the same time.

By the time the two of them had washed up and changed their clothes, it was already the middle of the night, and the Imperial City was already brightly lit.

"Little Qiao, you first tell me, just what happened?" The Shura held the hand of the bridge, and the wound on his wrist was deep. It was a shocking sight to behold.

"Second Miss, I've told you everything I know …" The bridge began to cry again. "On the day of the queen's disappearance, as usual, she was just writing and reading. I heard that the plum blossoms in the west garden were blooming well, so I was ordered to break two branches to insert the bottle."

"You mean the queen sent you to the plum?" The Shura surveyed his surroundings. There was indeed an old plum tree stuck in a porcelain bottle of beauties, giving off a delicate fragrance.

"Yeah, on my way back, I met Eli the maid from Shang Fei and talked to her for a while."

"Then Wen Yue, what about you? What were you doing? "

"Second Miss, the bridge has gone to the Plum Plum Plum Garden. The Queen said that she was a little tired and told me to wait outside. She was only afraid that the Phoenix King would miss the welcome."

"Have you never left your room?"

"None …" Wen Yue thought for a while, then suddenly felt guilty: "I only left for a while. Does it count? "

"Why did you leave?"

"I had been sitting outside my room sewing, but suddenly a white cat appeared out of nowhere and jumped down from the roof." I had been sitting outside my room sewing, but suddenly a white cat appeared out of nowhere and jumped down from the roof. "Second Miss, I swear that it will only take a moment …"

"Don't be in such a hurry. Tell me, when did you discover that the queen was missing?"

"I brought the Plum Blossom back and placed it in the side hall. I was originally going to send it to her room, but Wen Yue said that the Queen was taking a nap, so I didn't disturb her. But it was not until the sun went down and it was almost dark and the queen was not yet up. "

"We were afraid that the queen would not be able to sleep well at night, so we went into the room to wake her up. "Who knows if there's anyone in the room, and then we went to search around the palace, but there's no trace of the queen …"

"That is to say, sister has disappeared without a trace?" The Shura frowned. How could a person disappear right under their noses? If he had left the room at the very moment Wen Yue left, it would be impossible for him to not see his elder sister even if Wen Yue was in front of the palace gate when she was in charge of chasing the cat.

"Little Bridge Wen Yue, tell me, after entering this room, what's the situation inside? Are there any signs of a fight? " The Shura thought for a moment before asking.

"When I entered, I saw that the bedding was neatly folded. I assume that the queen has already stood up and arranged it herself." said the bridge.

"The tables and stools are the same as always, and don't look like they've been touched. "It's just that a candle was lit on the mirror, it's burnt out …"

The Shura's eyes lit up. Could it be that elder sister was still in her room when it was dark?

She looked towards the mirror. On the golden candlestick beside her, a multicolored candle was burning brilliantly. The crackling lights were all over the place, and the remains of the candle were long gone.

"The Phoenix King sent people to search the palace, both inside and out. It is unknown whether the guards have moved them or if they have lost them." said the bridge.

"Elder sister …" The Shura hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice. "Elder sister, do you have anyone close to you in the palace?"

The queen likes peace and quiet, in this imperial harem, the young miss is the leader, and there are two concubines. One is the Shang Fei, and the other is Chu Fei.

"Has the queen seen any men?" I mean... Other than the Phoenix King … Did you? "Hmm?" Shura forced himself to stay calm, but his face still turned red. Was he doubting his sister's loyalty?

Sure enough, the complexions of the both Wen Yue and Xiao Qiao changed at the same time. Wen Yue was a little angry, with water droplets rotating in her eyes. "The queen has always been wholehearted towards the Phoenix and has never said more than one word to any man …"

"Besides, in this palace, what other man would there be other than …" The little bridge quickly shut its mouth, but the Shura just stared at her. "Other than what? Tell me!"

Little Qiao's face turned red, "Except the Langyuan Palace! "Really, Second Miss, don't ask anymore. I'm afraid I might dirty your ears."

"Langyuan Palace?"

"That is the courtyard of Phoenix King's elder sister, Princess Qianzhi … The princess liked to make friends with the scholars, and often called the young ones to the palace. I've heard that drinking wine and making poems often lasts through the night, so I'm not afraid of people talking about it. " Wen Yue whispered.

Princess Qianzhi again.

The Shura thought of those captivating eyes, and doubt arose within him. Could it be that the man in Elder Sister's mirror was a genius from Langyuan Palace?

She decided to investigate in Langyuan Palace tomorrow.

"It's night. Sleep early." She stood up and was about to leave.

Wen Yue stopped her, her face still in shock, "Second Miss, there won't be anyone capturing us tomorrow to interrogate us, right?"

The Shura lifted his hand and touched his empty bun. That flower had truly disappeared like the legend.

She smiled. "That won't happen. The Phoenix King has already promised to let you off. Rest in peace."

In a single night, it was as if the Phoenix Palace was sealed in ice. Countless transparent icicles descended from the overlapping eaves of the Langyuan Palace. Reflecting the half-risen sun, the colorful lights reflected off of it, changing into a strange, unpredictable one.

A gust of wind blew, a plum tree in the corridor was unable to withstand the wind, the plum blossoms flew, petals fell, and snow fell, swaying as they drifted into the window.

A pair of jade white, crystalline palms wanted to embrace these red dances, but the crimson colored palms fell onto the snow-white fur mattress one after another.

"Even you don't want to stay for me, do you?" Feng Qianzi muttered to himself.

How could Luo Ying answer?

She smiled silently and withdrew her hand. She crossed her legs and hugged her knees, looking at the changing shadows of the icicles under the eaves.

She did not put on her makeup. Her long, shiny hair had lost the control of the hairpin. It cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing onto the soft couch. It was even darker than the night.

She was wearing only a loose white robe, a snow-white robe that almost blended her entire body with the fur mattress beneath her.

She stared at the window like a beautiful jade sculpture. Black and white, these two extreme colors interweaved on her body, outlining a breathtaking beauty.

This kind of beauty was enough to move anyone.

The youth who had gotten up from the bed quietly approached her. He originally wanted to cover her eyes, but seeing this scene, he almost stopped breathing.

He suddenly felt helpless. He wanted to get close to her, but he could clearly feel an aura that could repel a person a thousand miles away.

"Have you seen enough?" Princess Qianzhi did not turn back, his voice as lazy as ever.

For some reason, when he heard this voice, he felt that the familiar Princess Qianzhi had returned. He half opened his robes, revealing his firm chest. Last night in the darkness of the tent, the princess had been gently singing a song on her chest, soft as water.

A part of his body seemed to be ready to move again.

He approached the princess with a confident smile.