Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 5 I'm Not Your Jing Yirong 2 Jing Yirong walked to the Crown Prince's uterus with the servants, and Nalan Qingyi accompanied Nalan Zhenhai to deal with political affairs, and she was at ease.

She had a hard time eating lunch, but she was more and more confused in her mind. If it wasn't Xinyu who poisoned her, could there be someone else? Is it really related to Nalan Nanxian?

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from the front, Jing Yi looked over, and a woman came, surrounded by the crowd.

Some images flashed in Jing Yirong's mind, he frowned lightly, and bowed, "I've seen Empress Huatang."

Huatang, Xinyu, and Fengyingmengmen are full of people, but their identities are stronger than each other.

Huatang stared at Jing Yirong disdainfully, "Bitch, your life is really big, you can't die even if you are poisoned."

Jing Yirong frowned, Huatang never took 'Jing Yirong' seriously, and the insults to her became more severe every time, but it's a pity that 'I' didn't know how to resist before.

Suddenly, he felt gravity between his knees, and his knees were heavily covered on the ground. Huatang looked at the eunuch who kicked Jing Yirong's legs with satisfaction, "Sure enough, you understand my heart. Jing Yirong is like you. If you have any status, you should kneel down to me."

Jing Yirong glanced at the eunuch behind him, his gaze was sharp, the eunuch couldn't help shivering, as if something was wrong.

"Slut," Huatang grabbed Jing Yirong's hair and forced her to look at him. The golden hollow fingertips were heavily scratching Jing Yirong's fair and tender cheeks. It wasn't because she was too strong or Jing Yirong's skin was too tender Seeing the bleeding, Huatang became even more excited, "Look at how beautiful you look, no wonder all the men in the world are fascinated by you, if you hadn't married Nalan Qingyi, I'm afraid even the king I can't help but accept you as my concubine."

Jing Yirong recalled the emotion in Nalan Zhenhai's eyes, could it be...

With a slap, Jing Yirong came back from his thoughts and stared coldly at Huatang, "You will regret it."

"Haha." Huatang looked up and laughed as if hearing a joke, "Bitch, do you think you have the ability to touch me?" Then he looked at the two servants behind Jing Yirong, "You two slaves just saw What's up?"

"The servants didn't see anything." The two servants immediately knelt down to declare their position.

Jing Yirong glanced at the two of them, feeling indifferent in his heart.

Huatang proudly looked at Jing Yirong, "Xiao Zhazi, look at how beautiful the princess is, if you don't talk about normal men, maybe even you, the eunuch, would be tempted, how about giving you a chance today to make you shine? "

"Your Majesty," Xiao Zhazi covered his mouth and smiled, "this slave is an eunuch, so how could he be so interested? However, if Your Majesty really gives me this chance, of course I will not let it go."

"So what are you waiting for, look at the Crown Princess is waiting." Huatang's eyes showed contempt for the eunuch, and even more excitement for the insult that Jing Yirong was about to receive.

As expected, Xiao Zhazi squatted down obediently, and raised Jing Yirong's face. Bright red blood oozes from his frosty cheeks. The paleness against the enchanting blood red is like a beautiful flower in the snow, which is shocking. .

"What are you waiting for?" Huatang's sharp voice came.

Only then did Xiao Zhazi come back to his senses, and approached slowly, but so slowly that even he felt that time was about to stop, approaching this woman was too dangerous, so dangerous that he was afraid that he would stain her, so he closed his eyes Gently leaning against her cheek, as cold as ice.

"Haha," Huatang laughed shrillly immediately, "a bitch and an eunuch are a perfect match."

Jing Yirong pushed Xiao Chazi away, then stood up, looked at Huatang, "I said you would regret it." After speaking, he began to tear his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Huatang wondered, "Could it be that you can't stand it after being kissed? Don't be mistaken, Xiao Zhazi is an eunuch, and he can't satisfy you."

Jing Yirong didn't say any more and just kept tearing and tearing until he was sure that he looked embarrassed enough to be satisfied. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure behind him approaching at just the right time. Why do you want to treat me like this, today I have been humiliated, life is worse than death, and I will no longer have the face to see Qingyi only die to keep clean." After saying that, he used all the strength in his body to slam into the stone pillar beside him.

"You, what are you doing?" Huatang looked at Jing Yirong in horror.

The body fell to the ground like a kite, blood gushed out from the forehead little by little, and the red-dyed pebbles bloomed like bright red roses.

"Yirong!" The time of panic and worry came from behind Jing Yirong's fall, and Huayu raised her head in a panic, suddenly realizing that Nalan Zhenhai and Nalan Qingyi had appeared behind her at some time.

"Yirong, how are you doing, Yirong?" Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong who was covered in blood and was full of fear in his heart, just like she was poisoned that day, with fear and panic.

Jing Yirong opened his eyes and smiled sadly, "Only death can make me forget today's insult."

"What happened?" Nalan Zhenhai's deep voice suddenly sounded, and his eagle-like eyes were directed at Huatang.

Huatang and all the servants knelt down, trembling and didn't even have the courage to speak.

"Quickly send the witch doctor." Nalan Qingyi picked up Jing Yirong and confessed eagerly, "Tell the witch doctor to go to the uterus, go and come back quickly."

"Yes," the guard took the order and left at any time.

"If the princess is in any danger, I will let all of you be buried together." Although Nalan Zhenhai spoke lightly, he cut everyone's heart like a knife.

Inside the Crown Prince's womb, the witch doctor bandaged Jing Yirong's wound, "Your Majesty and Your Highness can rest assured that the Crown Princess is fine. The reason why she bled so much was because her forehead was broken, but it was only a flesh injury. It’s good to rest.”

Jing Yirong leaned on Nalan Qingyi's chest, "Qingyi, why do you want to save me, I have no face to see you again."

"What exactly happened?" Nalan Zhenhai sat quietly at the table, staring suspiciously at the pair of people next to him on the bed.

Jing Yirong lowered his head, "If the son-in-law says so, will the father decide for the son-in-law? Or just settle down because of the royal family's reputation?"

"As long as you say it, this king will definitely decide for you."

The king has always promised a thousand gold, Jing Yirong no longer hesitated, "The lady of Huatang asked the eunuch to insult her son and minister."

"What?" Nalan Zhenhai jumped up.

Jing Yirong didn't rush, "She told the minister that the minister was only relying on his face to seduce the prince, but in fact, his low status is not worthy of the title of princess at all."

"You are the most precious in my heart." Nalan Qingyi's faint and gentle words came from behind.

Jing Yirong was startled, what she needs now is not his overflowing tenderness.

Nalan Zhenhai looked at Jing Yirong, "You hope this king punishes them like this."

"Can you hand them over to my son?" Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenhai.

"Of course." Nalan Zhenhai never hesitated, "Since such a slave dares to insult you, there is no need for me to stay in this world, but if you want to vent your anger, I will leave it to you."

"Thank you, father." Jing Yirong lowered his head, hiding the pride in his eyes.

"Qingyi take good care of your crown princess, I'm going back to the palace first." Nalan Zhenhai waved his sleeves and left.

Nalan Qingyi hurriedly stood up, followed and saluted them off, and waited until Nalan Zhenhai disappeared before turning to look at Jing Yirong, "Yi Rong, how do you punish them?"

"What do you think I should do?" Jing Yirong asked back.

Nalan Qingyi sat beside Jing Yirong, "How about hitting a hundred sticks each?"

Jing Yirong laughed wantonly, "I knew you were weak and incompetent, but I didn't expect you to be a fool too. If you let them go today, don't you worry that they will kill you tomorrow?"

"You want to kill them?" Nalan Qingyi was shocked.

"Killing them will only be too cheap for them." Jing Yirong stood up and put on his shoes, "I'm going to the dungeon now, don't follow, or I'm afraid it will spoil your innocence."

Jing Yirong didn't even turn her head. She Jing Yirong has always been cruel and merciless, let alone showing any soft-heartedness towards the enemy.The door of the dungeon opened, and the turbid smell was unacceptable, and there was even a feeling of fainting at any time.

Jing Yirong smiled slightly, looking at Huatang in the prison who had lost his prestige, "How does it feel here?"

"Bitch! You are so insidious, you framed me, you are shameless." Huatang's gorgeous clothes were stripped, and he clutched the wooden pillar tightly and stared at Jing Yirong desperately.

"Framed?" Jing Yi smiled wickedly, "When did I frame you? Are you making people look down on me? Are you lying to insult me? You should say that I am just taking advantage of you."

"You," Huatang's eyes were full of anger, "I want to see the king, you can't be so arrogant when I see the king."

"Your Majesty has already handed you over to me." Jing Yirong put away his smiling face and turned cold, "I told you Huatang, you will definitely regret it. Letting you die will only be too cheap for you. I want to lock you up." For the rest of my life, I will let you live with the rats in this dungeon every day."

"You can't do this to me." Huatang looked at Jing Yirong in horror, "You can't."

"Of course I can." Jing Yirong's eyes were full of viciousness, "A person who only wants to be rich, wealthy, and well-clothed can only stay in a dark dungeon every day, eating even pigs. The food I wish to eat should be a hundred times more painful than death. Huatang must not think about committing suicide, as soon as you die, I promise to let your child accompany you immediately."

Huatang did have a child, a boy who had just turned six years old, Nalan Qingyi's tenth younger brother.It's a pity that Huatang is not favored, otherwise Nalan Zhenhai would not have given her to him so easily.

"You are so vicious," Huatang stared at Jing Yirong with hatred eyes, wishing to drink her blood and eat her flesh in the next second.

Jing Yirong turned to the other side of the dungeon calmly, looking at the two servants following him in the prison, "Do you know why you are also locked up?"

"Your servant deserves to die, your servant deserves to die." The two servants immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed violently, even ignoring the bleeding.

"You really deserve to die." Jing Yirong looked at the two of them, "I tell you, even if you don't want to, as long as you are your master, you must protect him. Since you didn't see what you said just now, now I think you should No need for eyes."