After all, Sang Ning did not bite off Feng Queyi's left index finger.
It's not that she has softened, but that she has no strength.
Of course, there was also the reason why Lu Zhi was begging for mercy: "Empress, please don't! Empress, please be merciful!"
Seeing her face, Sanning opened his mouth.
Feng Queyi retracted his finger and looked at the bright red tooth marks on it. He remained silent for a long time, as if he was in a daze.
Luzhi saw him and quickly took a handkerchief to wipe his blood.
Feng Queyi dodged and put his index finger into his mouth.
Luzhi was dumbfounded: Isn't this, this, this bad?
When Sang Ning saw it, he said in disgust: "Pervert!"
She had already seen that Feng Queyi was crazier than anyone else, and he was not as calm and peaceful as he seemed on the surface.
"You saw it with your own eyes, right? Don't call him over for anything in the future. He is the most dark-hearted."
She took the opportunity to lift some green branches and scolded people in their faces without any scruples.
Luzhi has not yet digested Fengqueyi's abnormal behavior: wuwu, how could he do this? She is the calm, solemn, gentle and restrained Master Feng!
Feng Queyi listened to Sang Ning's words and felt nothing in her heart. No, she was still a little happy. Why wasn't she happy? She saw him so clearly that she was almost his soulmate.
He naturally cherished this rare bosom friend, his handsome face smiled, and his tone became gentler: "I heard from Lu Zhi that you fainted because His Majesty went to Yuzhuo Palace? Why are you angry?"
Sanning didn't like him and knew that he was infatuated with her, so he hurt him with words arbitrarily: "Why else? Because I have a deep love for Your Majesty. Because I am possessive of Your Majesty. Because I just want him to stay in my house." Yuesangdian, no, stay on my bed. It’s not because of you anyway.”
Feng Queyi didn't believe a word of her words.
She has no heart, and she doesn't love anyone. Feng Runsheng went on a hunger strike for him for two days, but she didn't say a word to him.
Thinking of Feng Runsheng, he mentioned: "Little Marquis Feng's injury is very bad."
Sanning: "..."
When she heard about Feng Runsheng, she was stunned for a moment, feeling as if she was in another world: Feng Runsheng! That poor, cute little silly dog! Feeling bad? Didn't you take good care of yourself? What could he be doing? Do you miss her?
She missed him a little, there was no comparison, no hurt. Looking at Feng Queyi's face, she suddenly missed Feng Runsheng.
"Your expression tells me you care about him."
Fengqueyi was panicked. He didn't expect that Sang Ning had a preference for Feng Runsheng. Jealousy was like a worm, starting to gnaw at his heart: When did it happen? How could the demon concubine be tempted by that brainless idiot? Is she blind? How is he worse than Feng Runsheng?
Thinking this, he almost felt jealous and resentful: She did it on purpose! She is so cruel! She knew his sincerity, but she threw it on the ground and trampled on it at will!
Sang Ning did do it on purpose. Seeing Feng Queyi's jealousy, he even more deliberately said: "Yes. The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. I have a deep love for them all."
Humph, you are going crazy with jealousy!
She likes so many people, but she doesn't like him!
How pitiful!
Feng Queyi saw that she was sympathizing with him, and felt that she had slapped him hard several times on the face. The pain was so painful that his face was distorted: Calm down! calm! Can't lose control! She just wanted to anger him! unnecessary! So what if she likes Feng Runsheng again? She can't get it from him! She is his! His underground prison is almost complete! He would lock her inside and never see the light of day! It would be great if she fell in love with Feng Runsheng! They both love each other, which is what makes them happy!
"Then I want to say congratulations."
He is smiling but not smiling.
Sang Ning smiled like a flower: "Thank you for your congratulations in advance. When I favor them, I will send you wedding candies."
Fengqueyi: "..."
This wedding candy is not necessary!
Luzhi couldn't listen anymore and hurriedly brought a cup of snow lotus tea, thinking of gagging her: "Your Majesty, drink some water."
How dare her mother-in-law speak so boldly!
Sang Ning was really thirsty, so he drank water. After drinking, he said he wanted to wash up.
Fengqueyi couldn't stay for a long time, so he left.
It's time for him to leave. If he doesn't leave, Sang Ning will be angry to death!
With the help of Green Branch, Sang Ning began to wash her face, brush her teeth, and take a bath.
After Xiang Xiang lay on the bed, thinking about Feng Runsheng who was in bad condition, he ordered: "Send someone to invite the princess over."
Luzhi nodded and sent someone to invite the princess.
The princess was one step behind.
He Lanyin came first.
He Lanyin was originally in the court, and as expected, as soon as the political affairs were discussed, he heard the minister's call to kill the demon concubine. He pretended not to hear it and went down to the court directly.
When he went to court, he led a group of officials led by Yafu Pan Zhan, stopped him, and knelt down to beg the demon concubine to be killed.
The reason is still the same: the enchanting concubine who subjugates the country, beauty brings disaster. Leaving him alive is an ominous sign.
He was tired of hearing this, suppressed his irritation, and asked: "The Emperor of Sang will arrive in Jingdu soon, and he wants to surrender. How do you want me to kill the demon concubine at this time?"
This is also the reason why he convinced himself: the demon concubine is still valuable. The Emperor of Sang must have come to seek peace. As long as he sues for peace and wins without fighting, it will be a great victory.
Pan Zhan didn't think so, his eyes were domineering and disdainful: "It's a small country, but even if your majesty killed the demon concubine, the emperor of Sang country wouldn't dare to have a second thought. If he has a disobedient heart, I will immediately lead troops to defend your majesty." Wipe down the Sang Kingdom."
He has the strength.
None of the ministers present were afraid of fighting.
Cheng Bin, the imperial censor, even agreed: "The government of Zhenguo is right. Sang is not something to be afraid of, and it is not a talisman for the demon concubine."
Helan Yin thought: Sang Guo is not the talisman of the demon concubine, but he is!
He was still full of rebellion. Seeing them pressing closer, he shouted angrily: "Not long ago you said that the world has been fighting hard for a long time and it is not suitable to start a war. Now you want to send troops to wipe out the Yan Kingdom. You are so inconsistent. You are treating me as a fool. Are you kidding?"
"Your Majesty, calm down. I don't dare."
The ministers all bowed their heads.
Seeing them lower their heads, He Lanyin said no more and walked away with his sleeves rolled up.
He originally went to the imperial study room to deal with government affairs, but he thought of something halfway: the demon concubine fainted at every turn, and her health was so bad. Could it be that someone was cursing her?
I heard that the art of witchcraft was spread in Yan State?
He actually didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, so he was a little tempted at this moment: How about someone go to Changzhao Temple to light a longevity lamp for her?
"His Majesty?"
When Wang Cheng saw that the emperor had not moved for a long time, he called out in a low voice.
Helan Yin came back to his senses, glanced at him, and asked: "Do you understand the witchcraft of Yan State?"
This topic came suddenly.
Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "I know a little bit about this. What does Your Majesty want to know?"
He Lanyin wanted to say: Is there someone inside or outside the palace who is cursing her? If someone curses her, how to break it?
But these words seemed to reveal his sincerity, and he couldn't say it out loud.
"nothing."
He is the emperor, standing high on the altar, but he still refuses to bow to the demon concubine.
But his body went against his master's will, he frowned, changed direction, and went to Yuesang Palace.
There was silence in the palace.
Chen Jin was wounded and standing guard outside the palace. When he saw the emperor approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "I see your majesty."
He Lanyin nodded, glanced into the hall, and asked, "Is she awake?"
Chen Jin hurriedly said: "Wake up."
He Lanyin asked again: "It seems a little deserted in the palace today?"
He was actually asking: Is no one coming today?
Chen Jin was originally the emperor's spy, so he heard his hints and naturally responded one by one: "Master Feng has just left. Just now Luzhi sent someone to call the princess."
younger sister?
The demon concubine wants to see his sister?
Why do you want to see his sister?
He didn't think they had any friendship, and he thought sensitively of Feng Runsheng, who was said to have been on a hunger strike for two days: Is the demon concubine worried about him? Want to use your sister's mouth to get news about him?
Jealousy and jealousy rose in his heart.
interesting.
really interesting.
Seeing the emperor's gloomy face, Chen Jin guessed: "Your Majesty...don't you want the princess to come?"
He Lanyin asked back: "Why don't you let the princess in? Aren't you curious why the princess comes?"
Chen Jin was not curious, but he knew that the emperor was curious, so he hurriedly said: "I understand."
Helan Yin stopped and stepped into Yuesang Hall.
The palace was still quiet.
Luzhi had already whispered to Sang Ning that the emperor was here.
Sang Ning closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he still had the same mood: looking at their faces, he missed Feng Runsheng's face even more.
Hey, I can’t see the little silly dog, I’m not happy.
