Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 39 Blood-stained wedding dress Xiao Yan's eyes dodged, "Can I not ask?"

"No." Yang Feng said firmly, "Tell me the reason."

"I want the layout map of Prince Junqi's mansion," Xiao Yan said slowly after a long silence.

Yang Feng was very surprised, "What do you want this for?"

"This is the mission given to me by the Crown Princess," Xiao Yan no longer concealed, "I did something wrong, and the Crown Princess is unwilling to let me stay by her side anymore. In one month, if I can draw The distribution map of Prince Junqi's mansion, I can continue to stay by the princess's side, now time is running out, I haven't drawn everything yet."

"Why does she want this?" "The Crown Princess never explains."

Yang Feng looked at the weak Xiao Yan in front of him, and after thinking for a moment, he asked cautiously, "Do you still want to stay by Jing Yirong's side?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"If I tell you that you can stay, would you be willing?" Yang Feng asked with some eagerness, but also some apprehension.

Xiao Yan looked surprised, and then suppressed the longing in her heart, lowered her head, "I don't want to."

Yang Feng froze, only feeling a little bitter.

"My life belongs to the Crown Princess, and it belongs to the kingdom of Ming. I will not leave them." Xiao Yan lifted the quilt, "I have to finish the unfinished part."

"You're crazy," Yang Feng stretched out his hand to stop, "Now everyone knows that you are the assassin of Prince Junqi's mansion, do you think you can still go out and draw maps? Take ten thousand steps back and say you can continue to draw, but your wounds are not Heal, you are too weak, I am afraid that on the way back to the kingdom of the underworld..."

"Will die?" Xiao Yan took Yang Feng's words and smiled, "I don't care."

"You!" Yang Feng looked at Xiao Yan angrily, "For your crown princess, you don't even want your life!"

Xiao Yan spoke while wearing soft boots, "Young Master Yang, if one day Prince Jun Qi gives you an order to kill you, will you give it?"

Yang Feng was speechless.

A knowing smile appeared on Xiao Yan's pale cheeks, "Look, your choice is the same as mine. We are all subordinates, and we are all willing to sacrifice our lives for our master."

Xiao Yan stood up after putting on her shoes, but she felt a tearing sensation in her shoulders, a feeling of dizziness in her head, and her figure was also unstable.

Yang Feng immediately steadied Xiao Yan, "You will die like this!"

"Thank you, but even if I die, I still have to complete the task of the princess." Xiao Yan took a step back and left Yang Feng's hand, afraid that she would be attached to his tenderness.

Yang Feng was so angry and helpless, "You rest for one night, and I will help you get the layout map of the King's Mansion."

"Master Yang..."

"You rest," Yang Feng walked out of the room without saying a word, looking at Yang Feng's sullen back, Xiao Yan caressed the sword wound on her shoulder, "It would be great if I could use this sword to pay off what I owe you. But if you help me like this again, I'm afraid I won't be able to figure it out for the rest of my life."

Although Xiao Yan was lying on the bed, she was sleepless all night. As soon as it was dawn, Yang Feng appeared in front of her and handed her a roll of paper, "The layout of Junqi Palace."

"Thank you," Xiao Yan couldn't find any other words to express her feelings, and couldn't help worrying, "What should Prince Jun Qi do if he knows?"

"I took this picture from the prince." Yang Feng smiled wryly.

Xiao Yan was stunned, "You..."

"Don't talk about anything else, I'm going to prepare dry food and some medicine for you." Yang Feng handed the small bundle in his right hand to Xiao Yan, "I know you are looking forward to returning home now, so I don't want to say anything else, I just want to say something , live."

"I will," Xiao Yan took the burden, "I realize that I thank you for your care now, if I have another chance to see you again in this life, I will definitely repay your kindness today."

"Just live." Yang Feng's words remained unchanged.

Xiao Yan took the map, arranged everything, stared at Yang Feng for a long time, and finally just cupped her hands, "Treasure."

After stepping out of the hut, she disappeared into the Junqi palace, just as she was unexpected when she came, and she walked so fast.

Yang Feng's absent-minded eyes followed the figure, and when he felt someone approaching beside him, he immediately knelt down on one knee, "My lord."

"The person you're looking at looks like this." The deep voice was devoid of emotion, and it was even more difficult to guess the meaning. There was still something to say, but I didn't expect it to end like this.Prince Junqi, the god in the hearts of Yubu people, and the legend of Yubu's royal family.

Xiao Yan bought a fast horse, and hurried on without stopping at all.

The wound on the shoulder slowly overflowed with blood, staining the clothes red, and the wound felt like it was being torn apart slowly and abruptly, as if it was getting bigger and bigger and was about to tear the whole body apart.The whole body was numb from the pain, and there seemed to be a lot of blood in her chest, because whenever Xiao Yan was about to vomit, she could feel the faint smell of blood in her mouth.

But she knew that she couldn't vomit, and no matter how tired her body was, she still had a spirit to support her. There was only one day left, so she had to persevere and hand over the complete layout plan to the Crown Princess.

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Kingdom of the Underworld, Taiwo.

Today is the day of great joy for Nalan Qingyi's side concubine, the entire palace has been bustling since early morning, even the side concubine's parents were invited from the south of the Yangtze River, the princes and nobles themselves are indispensable.

Jing Yirong sat in her small courtyard and carefully studied the last chapter of the book Ye Xieming gave her. Her small courtyard was the same as before, not even a little red.Because when the palace people wanted to hang red lanterns and red happy characters, Jing Yirong said, "In my small courtyard, I don't need any other red except blood."

After hearing Jing Yirong's words, the palace people were too scared to speak, and finally Nalan Qingyi came out to make a rescue, saying that Jing Yirong's residence should not be decorated.

Nalan Zhijin hadn't seen many grand ceremonies, so he went to watch the excitement early, but Nalan Zhenqi was always by Jing Yirong's side.

"Master, will you be angry?" Nalan Zhenqi finally asked after reciting silently hundreds of times.

Jing Yirong looked up from the book, "Why are you angry?"

"The prince won't be yours alone in the future, won't you be angry?" Nalan Zhenqi frowned, "My mother always said that falling in love with her father was her greatest happiness and her greatest pain, because the father will never be in love with you." It's going to be just him."

Jing Yirong closed the book, "Your crown prince was never mine. Your mother suffered because she fell in love with your father, but I didn't fall in love so it doesn't matter."

"You don't like Prince Edward?" Nalan Zhenqi was surprised, "But before the palace said that you are extremely affectionate, Prince Prince has never recruited any concubines for you."

Jing Yirong finally got impatient, "Aren't you going to see the bride?"

"I saw it yesterday," Nalan Zhenqi rested his hands on his chin, "beauty is beautiful, but it seems to be too soft, and it can be blown away by a gust of wind. Besides, if it is true about beauty, who can compare to the master."

Jing Yirong just listened, Nalan Zhenqi never said nice words, even Nalan Zhijin was rounder than him, but he was a straight-hearted person, if he hated it he hated it, if he liked it he liked it, so Jing Yirong listened His words are comfortable, because I understand that he will not try to please.

"Crown princess, the ceremony is about to begin. The prince invites you to come over." Zha Zheng also changed into red clothes today, Jing Yirong got up and looked at his green shirt, "Zhenqi, you said I want to change into red clothes." clothes?"

"If you change it, you won't be a master anymore." Nalan Zhenqi said bluntly.

Jing Yi raised his eyebrows, "Why do you feel that you are getting bolder and more like me?"

"Master Xiang." Nalan Zhenqi smiled lightly. Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi who was about to catch up with him in size. He was mature and childish, but he was extremely smart, stubborn and occasionally afraid. It is a good seedling.

When Jing Yirong arrived in the hall, hundreds of people were already standing in the hall, and everyone's discussion stopped because of Jing Yirong's appearance.

Linglong's red dress was embroidered with hundreds of auspicious clouds, her delicate face was covered with powder and daisy makeup, and her slender waist was tied with an exquisite belt, which was said to be bestowed by the queen.However, Nalan Zhenqi's words seemed to be correct, although she was picturesquely beautiful, she was too weak.

When Linglong saw Jing Yirong, she hurriedly saluted, "I have met the Crown Princess myself."

"Get up." Jing Yirong sat down beside Nalan Qingyi in a calm manner, "Start."

Even though she is a side concubine, she is not qualified to worship the world with the prince. Although it is a grand ceremony, it is actually kneeling down to the prince and the princess, offering a bowl of tea and then officially entering the prince's uterus. After all, the imperial decree of the king is the most important.

Linglong knelt on the ground, respectfully held the tea in front of Jing Yirong, Jing Yirong took it and glanced at Nalan Qingyi.Nalan Qingyi immediately took it knowingly, took a sip and returned it to Jing Yirong. The guests were surprised for a while, not understanding what it meant.

Jing Yirong saw that Nalan Qingyi was fine, so he drank it.

Linglong brought the tea to Nalan Qingyi again, with admiration and admiration for Nalan Qingyi printed in her drooping eyelids.In fact, the first time she saw Nalan Qingyi, she fell in love with his gentle smile and gentle manner, and he became her husband from then on.The aunt said that maybe one day she could also be a queen like her.

Zha Zheng suddenly walked into the hall with a serious expression and panicked expression, "Crown Princess, Miss Xiao...Miss Xiao is back."

The guests didn't know who the girl Zha Zheng was talking about was Xiao, so she stumbled into the hall with a blue figure, and what's more terrible was that her shoulders were covered with a sea of ​​blood.

Linglong covered her mouth in shock, and dropped the teacup in her hand.

"Useless things," Jing Yirong said, then stood up and looked at Xiao Yan, "Come in front of me."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, knowing that Jing Yirong had forgiven her, she straightened her back, ignoring the torn wound on her shoulder, and walked towards Jing Yirong firmly step by step, until the distance between the two was less than one meter, she respectfully Kneeling down, he took out the scroll that he had exchanged for his life from his bosom, "Crown Princess, what you want."

Jing Yirong took it but didn't unfold it, his eyes just fell on Xiao Yan's pale face and swaying body, as if he had made a decision, "You can stay by my side as long as you want in this life."

Xiao Yan got the answer she wanted, and the support in her heart disappeared instantly, she slowly smiled, and spit out blood when her chest was tight and she opened her mouth.Linglong was the closest to Xiao Yan, so all the blood vomited on Linglong's face and wedding dress.