Seeing the third prince falling in, the other Imperial Guards were stunned.
The leader of the Imperial Guard glared at Feng Qingge fiercely and said, "What are the three princes' strengths and weaknesses? You are the first person to be killed."
Feng Qingge snorted coldly, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "My lord, stop trying to shirk responsibility. Finding the person quickly is the first priority."
She really didn't expect that the commander of the imperial guard would not rush to find the entrance to the agency together. Instead, he was greedy for life and afraid of death. He was worried about responsibility first.
She walked to the commander of the forbidden army, pulled out the sword from the man's waist, and started to imitate Song Jingrong's previous movements while facing the soil.
Seeing that he was despised by a woman, the commander of the imperial army became angry. He drew the sword of the soldier on the side and began to imitate Feng Qingge's movements.
Seeing more and more people, the entire piece of soil was almost turned over.
But still nothing changed.
Could that mechanism move?
Feng Qingge ran to a place farther away and tried repeatedly on the soil for a long time.
bump--!
Suddenly she fell into the mechanism.
The entire secret passage was long, narrow and crowded. Only one person could pass through it. The light was dim and she could not see anything clearly. She could vaguely see an oil lamp on the wall.
She took out the huozhe, lit one and held it in her hand. She illuminated the floor with the lamp. There was no mark on the entire floor.
The entire corridor became darker and darker as we went forward, and water began to drip from all sides.
It didn't smell fishy at all, it seemed like living water.
It took her almost a quarter of an hour to see the light.
As soon as she walked out of the corridor, her eyes were a little uncomfortable. When she came back to her senses, she saw the tied up Leng Wushuang and Song Jingrong. They seemed to have been poisoned, with purple lips and weak faces.
When Yeluqi saw Feng Qingge come in, he smiled even more arrogantly. He grabbed Feng Qingge, pinched Feng Qingge's face and said, "Little beauty, we meet again."
Feng Qingge held back her nausea and greeted him with a smile: "Sir, you are really amazing. You can actually build such an exquisite mechanism on the outskirts of Shangjing. I wonder who designed this mechanism?"
Yeluqi smiled lewdly and said, "Little beauty, let me feel good first. I'll tell you if I'm in a good mood."
Feng Qingge seemed to have no fear. She touched Yeluqi's clothes with one small hand and took the initiative to tug on his collar and said, "Sir, the slave family just wants to know who it is to satisfy the slave family's curiosity."
Yeluqi's eyes widened as he listened to Feng Qingge's charming eyes and such initiative. His right hand that was originally restraining Feng Qingge unconsciously let go. Just as he was about to walk towards Feng Qingge, he saw that Feng Qingge took a step back.
He said enthusiastically: "Naughty, come here quickly and let me have a good time."
Feng Qingge hid behind the stone pillar, hid her face and said coquettishly, "No, with so many people, I would be shy."
Yeluqi coughed a few times: "You all get out."
Although several people were dissatisfied with Yeluqi, they dared not speak out and retreated directly.
"Take these two people away too."
"These two can't do it!" Yeluqi said with a lewd smile.
After saying that, he directly started to take off his clothes and threw all his clothes in front of Leng Wushuang. He said proudly: "How about it, General Leng! Look at your woman, she will moan under my crotch later. What do you think?"
Feng Qingge lowered her head shyly, secretly pressed the red button on the bracelet, then pressed the blue button, and secretly applied poison to the blade.
"Sir, come quickly!"
That tingling sound was simply painful to hear.
"Little beauty, here I come."
Just as Yeluqi was about to pounce on Feng Qingge, Feng Qingge scratched Yeluqi's skin with the blade on her bracelet.
Yeluqi became furious and said: "Bitch——"
Before Yeluqi could finish speaking, he fell down.
"Ah! Master, don't! Ah -" Feng Qingge pretended to resist while cutting the ropes around Leng Wushuang and Song Jingrong.
Feng Qingge handed the elixir in her bracelet to Song Jingrong.
Song Jingrong took the elixir and swallowed it without saying a word.
Leng Wushuang's eyes burst into flames when he saw the interaction between the two.
Seeing Leng Wushuang like this, Feng Qingge said directly: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take the medicine I gave you before?"
Leng Wushuang swallowed the medicine first with resentment.
Feng Qingge was still performing hard. After Leng Wushuang and Song Jingrong resumed their martial arts, they worked together to clear away the people outside the door.
Leng Wushuang finished taking care of the soldiers in the Northern Desert and turned back first and said, "Is this Yeluqi dead?"
Feng Qingge opened Yeluqi's mouth, fed him half an antidote pill and said, "He can't die for the time being, so I gave him half an antidote pill."
After hearing this, Leng Wushuang immediately tied up Yeluqi.
Waiting for Yeluqi to recover a little after taking the antidote pill, he looked up at Feng Qingge and cursed angrily: "You little bitch!"
Snapped--!
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by Leng Wushuang.
Leng Wushuang's eyes were horrifyingly cold. He pinched Yeluqi's chin and said: "Don't think that I dare not kill you, but you actually want to collude with internal and external forces to disrupt our Zhongzhou. I'd better put away your little thoughts in Beimo." !”
Half of Yeluqi's face was instantly swollen after receiving this slap, and he said inarticulately: "There is no place for sand to nest in mud! Oh, he is the messenger from the Northern Desert!"
Leng Wushuang's eyes were like Shura's, as if the whole world were ants: "So what if I kill you? If I can hit you in Bei Mo once, I can hit Bei Mo a second time!"
Yeluqi had not experienced the power of this silver-haired young general. He shuddered and said nothing.
Song Jingrong frowned as he listened to Yeluqi's words. No one knew the situation in Zhongzhou better than him.
If it is just an ordinary battle, it can be over in a short time. If there is a long-term conflict with the Northern Desert, at least 100,000 troops will be required to be stationed on the border between China and North China.
If things continue like this, vassal kings from all over the country will definitely be watching with eager eyes.
"Stop his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide." Song Jingrong said.
Leng Wushuang didn't say anything, but still followed Song Jingrong's advice and blocked Yeluqi's mouth and sealed Yeluqi's acupuncture points.
The three of them searched the secret passage for a long time before they found the exit. It was already dark.
"I will send Ge'er back, and leave other matters to His Highness the Third Prince." Leng Wushuang's tone did not suggest any discussion.
After that, he took Feng Qingge with him and rode Juechen.
Song Jingrong looked at the two people's backs and clenched his fists.
"Master, Leng Wushuang has such a loud tone."
"Father said that he has the style of a general, and I'm afraid he will be put to more use in the future."
"If you dare to steal a woman from His Highness, he is simply seeking death!"
"Mo Yu, you have overstepped your bounds."
In front of Feng's house.
"The eldest lady is back!"
"The eldest lady is back!"
When the servants saw Feng Qingge, they shouted:
"I'll come see you another day." Leng Wushuang said.
"Okay." Feng Qingge nodded.
As soon as Leng Wushuang left, Feng Nanqian came over menacingly. He pointed at Feng Qingge and said: "Nie Zhan, you are so shameless that you dare to ride the same horse with your foreigner!"
Feng Qingge laughed directly at Feng Nantian's tone: "We're just riding in the same carriage."
