[Douluo Dalu] Hu Liena

Qian Jifeng already had an idea in her mind. Seeing that Leng Ruqing was so confident, she wanted to hear what she had to say. So he asked: "Tell me about it?"

Leng Ruqing raised her eyes and looked at Qian Jifeng who was in a high position, and said: "Based on my subordinates' understanding of these two people, as long as it is announced that Hu Liena has fallen into the hands of Wuhun Palace, they will definitely leave everything behind and come to rescue her. As long as they arrive at Wuhun City, their lives are no longer in their own hands."

When she said this, Leng Ruqing's expression was a little proud, as if she was extremely satisfied with her strategy, but Qian Jifeng's reaction was far beyond her expectation.

His face was extremely gloomy. He stood up from the throne and approached Leng Ruqing step by step. He didn't stop until he was in front of her. He stared at her with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feeling the coldness in Qian Jifeng's eyes, Leng Ruqing's originally proud expression suddenly turned frightened, and she said cautiously: "Your Majesty, what did Ruqing say wrong? Please punish me."

After a moment of silence, a smile slowly appeared on Qian Jifeng's gloomy face, and he praised: "This is a very good plan."

Seeing this, Leng Ruqing's panic gradually dissipated, and a faint smile appeared on her pretty face. He stretched out his hand and gently traced the skirt of Qian Jifeng's clothes, and said softly: "My Majesty, I would like to go to Qingya Zhai tonight so that Ruqing can relieve the pain of missing her for months!"

When she said this, her tone and expression were extremely charming, especially her slender red phoenix eyes, which were so charming that no man could resist.

Qian Jifeng took another step towards her, her body close to the white and soft part still vaguely visible under the purple shirt. He stretched out his hand to lift her slender chin, lowered his head, and the handsome and sculptured nose was close to her moist red lips. .

Leng Ruqing slid into his arms and looked at the handsome face of Leng who was so close. Then she slowly closed her eyes, but what she was waiting for was Qian Jifeng's faint words, "I have something else to do tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Jifeng pushed away the delicate body leaning on his arms and walked straight out of the palace. Leng Ruqing stood alone in the hall, her face uncertain.

The figure moved around, and Qian Jifeng came to the outside of a remote house in the moonlight. He did not knock on the wooden door, but only shook his broad sleeves. A ray of soul power penetrated the wooden door and loosened the door bolt. Then he heard the wooden door creaking and slowly opened inward.

Stepping into the front yard, there was silence, except for the faint sound of falling snow.

A maid came hurriedly from nowhere. The voice arrived before the person arrived.

"I have been urging you and begging every day. I have been looking forward to it for a long time, but I have been looking forward to you, the little boy who brings charcoal fire. The person in charge of your family still has some conscience. I remember back then..."

Just as he was talking, he was speechless when he saw the person standing in the yard. He knelt down in fear and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you... why are you here?"

"Madam, we are having dinner!"

Qian Jifeng looked at the lights ahead and sneered, "Really? If she knew the good news I brought, she would definitely have a great appetite."

After hearing this, the maid became more and more panicked. She knew very well how Qian Jifeng treated Bibi Dong. She paid a sudden visit tonight and said she brought good news, but she was afraid it would be terrible news.

She was really puzzled by Qian Jifeng's behavior. Even children from ordinary families had the virtue of being filial to their parents. As the Pope of Wuhun Palace, why did he treat his mother like this? Even though there was everything wrong with Bibi Dong, she was still pregnant in ten months.

Even though there was resentment in her heart, as a maid, she didn't dare to say a word. She just knelt down and watched Qian Jifeng walk towards Bibi Dong's house.

Inside the house, Bibi Dong was sitting at a half-used table. There were only two simple vegetarian dishes on the table, one of aged japonica rice.

Before Qian Jifeng entered, she said loudly: "Mother, how does your appetite feel today?"

When he spoke, he looked relaxed and seemed to be in a good mood.

Bibi Dong only asked flatly, "What brings you here suddenly?"

"I came here to tell my mother the good news!"

good news?

Bibi Dong didn't think Qianjifeng could bring her any good news, but instead felt a little uneasy. She didn't show her worry on her face, she just didn't reply.

After a moment of silence, Qian Jifeng said again: "Don't mother want to know what the good news is?"

Bibi Dong still sat quietly and ignored it.

Qian Jifeng has been back to Wuhun Palace for so long, and she still knows a little bit about Bibi Dong. The calmer she looks on the surface, the more uneasy she feels in her heart.

Then he said: "Hello, my apprentice is back!"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong raised her eyes and looked at him with disbelief, and asked, "What did you say?"

Qian Jifeng laughed a few times, looked at Bibi Dong, and said word by word, "Your most beloved good disciple Hu Liena, she has returned to Wuhun Hall, and is now in my Fengchen Hall."

Bibi Dong's expression suddenly changed drastically.

In this world, there are very few people Bibi Dong cares about, and Hu Liena is one of them. She arranged for Hu Liena to leave before the coup, hoping that she could live incognito and never return to Wuhun Hall. 1

She never thought that her kindness to her would turn into harm to her, nor did she think that Qian Jifeng would hate her to the core and try every means to capture her, just to get revenge on herself.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong sighed and said helplessly: "Feng'er, the person you hate is me. If you want revenge, just come at me. I have no complaints. Nana is innocent. Why don't you let her go?" she?"

Qian Jifeng sneered a few times and replied coldly, "You asked me to let her go? Have you ever let me go?"

"In a continent where martial arts are respected, you restricted all the soul masters in the martial soul hall to awaken martial souls for me. Do you know how I spent my days wandering outside?"

"You are the Pope of Wuhun Palace. You are so high up. Of course you don't know what it's like to be bullied by others, let alone what it's like to be oppressed by power and not be able to do even an extremely simple thing. Your ambition Driving you to kill your husband and abandon your son, your ambition cannot tolerate the position that anyone places on you."

When Qian Jifeng said these words, his emotions were ups and downs and his words were intense.

Bibi Dong felt extremely painful. She knew better than anyone what it felt like to be unable to resist under the pressure of power. The bullying Qian Jifeng suffered was nothing more than being beaten and scolded, her martial soul could not be awakened, and she...

"From the day I learned the truth, I swore that I would take back everything that belonged to our father and son, and I would also let you taste the feeling of losing someone you care about. Yu Xiaogang cannot escape, and Hu Liena cannot escape either."

Looking at her son's appearance, Bibi Dong was heartbroken. As a mother, she admitted that she had not fulfilled her maternal responsibilities for a day. All this stems from her hatred for Qian Xunji. She was once blinded by hatred, and now her son is also the same.

Qian Jifeng said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, I will bring her to see you. If you don't want her to die, you know what to do!"

Bibi Dong couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart and shouted: "What on earth do you want to do? You want to avenge Qian Xunji, just kill me with one knife, why bother torturing people who have nothing to do with it!"

Qian Jifeng snorted coldly and shouted loudly: "You want to die? How can it be that easy? The sins you have committed cannot be paid for by death. I want you to live, live well, and see you caring with my own eyes. The person you love and protect, because you have suffered so much, life is worse than death, wouldn’t this be more satisfying than killing you?”

As he spoke, Qian Jifeng laughed loudly again, but there was no joy in his laughter. Then he walked out the door with a calm expression. He only left one sentence for Bibi Dong.

"This is just the beginning, the fun is yet to come!"

Watching Qian Jifeng's departing figure disappear into the courtyard, Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, feeling endless helplessness in her heart. She didn't know whether she should blame Qian Xunji or herself for such a result. Perhaps she could only blame God for being unfair to her.

In the Fengchen Palace, Hu Liena looked at the falling snow outside the window and at the dim lights hanging on the courtyard veranda with a melancholy expression. Can the person she wants to meet tomorrow really solve the mystery of her past for her?

Early the next morning, a maid knocked on Hu Liena's door, entered the room, and placed the breakfast on the plate on the table.

"Girl, please use some porridge!"

The maid said simply and stepped back.

Hu Liena moved to the table and placed a bowl of lily and lotus seed porridge, a glutinous rice and osmanthus cake, and a few side dishes on the table.

I scooped a spoonful of lily and lotus seed porridge and put it into my mouth. It was fragrant and light, not too rich, leaving a lingering fragrance in my mouth and a long aftertaste. Then I picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and bit it gently. It had a light floral fragrance and was soft, waxy and sweet. When I bit it, it seemed like there was something foreign and it was extremely hard.

Hu Liena was slightly confused as to why there were foreign objects in today's cakes. It was impossible for the people in the kitchen to make such a mistake.

Taking out the foreign object and looking at it carefully, it was a small piece of extremely thin dried meat, with a curved shape, as if it had been cut into this shape deliberately.

Hu Liena looked at the butcher shop thoughtfully, then picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gently broke it open. There was still a small piece of butcher shop inside, but the shape was different from the previous piece. She broke open several pieces in succession. So true.

She placed these different shapes of butchers in one place, and the more she looked at them, the more similar they became to the structure of words. After putting it together for a while, two words appeared on the desk, OK or not.

She stared at these two words and wondered to herself, who used this method to leave a message in the pastry for her, who asked her if she was okay? He must be someone who cares about her and is acquainted with her. He must have had no choice but to use this method to convey information to himself.

Thinking of this, she thought that she would meet this person no matter what. If she met him, many mysteries might be solved.

To this end, cut the butcher shop stems into new pieces, then spread them out and put them into the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Soon after, the maid pushed in the door, collected the dishes on the table, and stepped back.

From the moment the maid entered the door, Hu Liena watched her every move intentionally or unintentionally. The maid behaved as usual and did not notice anything strange on the pastries.

On this day, Hu Liena had been waiting in her room, waiting for Qian Jifeng to take her to meet someone. At noon, the maid knocked on the door again, "Girl, Your Majesty wants you to go to the garden!"

Hu Liena was a little confused. Isn't the place in the Garden a forbidden area? Why should I go there?

After exiting the small door that opened to the north in the courtyard, and walking forward no more than a hundred meters, I saw Qian Jifeng sitting on the stone bridge in the distance, looking at a bay of green water, not knowing what she was looking at.