The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 392

"Princess, the imperial concubine has already left. I want you to rest in Yanqi Palace for a night. She will hide what happened tonight for you."

Bihu stood gracefully outside a screen, reporting respectfully.

"Then thank you, aunt."

Behind the screen, the sound of water curled up, and the woman's voice was gorgeous and lazy: "Bihu, you should step back first."

"Yes."

The maid's light footsteps faded away.

Fenghua raised his hand, and touched the tooth mark with dried blood on the side of his neck with his fingertips.

Thin and dense stinging pain.

She cursed secretly: "Beast~"
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He didn't return all night, and when he returned to Prince Yong's mansion, Long Jue didn't bother him at all.

But when Feng Jin saw her, his face was slightly stiff, a little uncomfortable: "Feng Jin has seen the princess."

He must have received the news that the secret guard who pretended to be a young eunuch and falsely passed on Concubine Yan's will died.

Fenghua sneered, and said coolly: "You don't need to be too polite, Mr. Fengjin worked hard last night, and this princess would like to thank Mr. Fengjin for serving the lord well on my behalf."

She glanced sideways at the blue and black color in Feng Jin's eyes, and her playful tone was meaningful.

What this 'hard work last night' refers to is naturally self-evident.

Feng Jin: "..."

Last night, he did stay in the prince's Qianjue Pavilion again.

Where did he ever think that he would be criticized and ridiculed by Yan Qiyu in public?

He had a crush on King Yong, and he was willing.

But the truth is one thing, and it's another thing to be told with such a half-smile.

Feng Jin's face became irritable, and she gritted her teeth.

Feng Jin, who was ridiculed openly and secretly, returned to Jinye Pavilion and lost her temper.

He dropped a piece of blood-red coral jade carefully selected by King Yong for him to enjoy, and angrily said: "Feng Qi, give it to me, young master!"

Feng Qi is Feng Jin's bodyguard, ranking seventh.

A man in black wearing a phoenix mask appeared from nowhere, knelt on one knee and cupped his fists and said, "Feng Qi sees the young master."

"Go—" Feng Jin's face was gloomy, her eyes filled with anger, "Kill that bitch Yan Qiyu for my young master!"

"Young master can't." Feng Qi said in a rational and calm voice, "Yan Qiyu is Princess Yong, Princess Qionghua, the daughter of King Zhenbei, our Feng family is aloof from the world, so we must not interfere..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Jin scolded angrily with a somewhat irritable expression.

He understands all these reasons, otherwise someone would have already assassinated the person who took the title of Concubine Quyong, but Yan Qiyu... is really too hateful!

Not only did Feng Wei kill him, but he even dared to insinuate that he was a male favourite!

If you don't teach him a good lesson, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"My young master won't kill her, but tonight you go to visit Fangyuan, strip Yan Qiyu naked...and hang it on the city wall!"

When she said this, Feng Jin's eyes were serious, she didn't look weak and weak in front of Long Jue at all.

Feng Qi: "This..."

Stripping naked and hanging people on the city wall is undoubtedly the greatest cruelty to a woman.

"Why, you dare to disobey this young master's order?" Feng Jin said arrogantly, "I didn't ask you to kill Yan Qiyu."

However, what is the difference between this and forcing Princess Yong to death?
Anyway, the former can still give people a bit of dignity.

"……Yes."

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Qi finally took the order.

In my heart, for the first time, I felt dissatisfied with this wayward and spoiled young master.

The young master is really too shameless. For a man, he did such a thing repeatedly. Has he forgotten that he is also a man...
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night.

A few phoenix guards with phoenix masks and black clothes quietly sneaked into Shangfang Garden.

However, before making a move, Feng Qi still hesitated.

"Brother Seven, are we really going to do this?" Eleven asked next to him.

Seeing that Feng Qi was silent and did not answer, Eleven gritted his teeth and said again: "It would be too... cruel to strip Concubine Yong's clothes and hang them on the city wall."

Several people echoed in low voices, with dissatisfaction in their words.

"That's right, what Little Eleven said is right. It's really out of character for the young master to order such a willful act out of selfish desires."

"Striping Princess Yong's clothes and hanging them on the city wall, what is the difference between this and destroying the festival of fame and indirectly forcing Princess Yong to death?"

"And because of the young master's willfulness, he also killed the fifth brother." The fifth brother was the "little eunuch" who was killed by Fenghua with a golden hairpin in the palace.

When this matter was mentioned, several people fell silent, feeling a little sad and indignant.

They are not secret guards who don't have their own thoughts and only know how to obey orders, but guards.

The guards are affectionate, righteous, and flesh and blood.

One person broke through and said, "Damn it, as the young master of our Feng Clan, he actually likes a man, and... is willing to be king Yong..."

It's unbelievable.

and so--

Knowing it was wrong.

"Seventh brother, do we still want to carry out the young master's order?"

Feng Qi's voice came out through the phoenix mask: "The young master's order must not...not be obeyed."

"So, do you guys want to misbehave with this princess?"

A low laugh came out of the red lips, and sounded from the darkness.

Everyone was shocked!
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Shangfang Garden is brightly lit.

A group of black-clothed guards wearing phoenix masks were escorted to the ground.

Fenghua casually fiddled with the teacup, and said: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Fengjin has a lot of background, not just a mere male favorite in Prince Yong's mansion."

Someone said in shame and indignation: "Princess Yong, don't talk nonsense! My young master is not some lowly male favorite, but—"

"Feng Ba, shut up!" Feng Qi shouted coldly.

"It doesn't matter, this princess doesn't care who Feng Jin is." Fenghua said lazily, revealing her white teeth, and said deliberately, "Anyway, in the eyes of this princess, Feng Jin is the... Male favorite."

Phoenix guards: "..."

Qiqi couldn't help vomiting blood.

Fenghua's red lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "If my concubine heard correctly just now, that male favorite asked you to go to Shangfang Garden at night to strip me naked and hang it on the city wall?"

Phoenix guards: "..."

With such a plan, who knew that the number of hidden guards in Shangfang Garden was several times as many as theirs.

"My princess thinks this idea... is really brilliant."

(End of this chapter)