Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Rebellion and the Separation
Feng Qingyan pushed Yin Yan away violently, and walked to Ling Chizhu on his own, "No need, I'll do it myself." ”
"Qingyan, you, how can you have a fire?" Prime Minister Feng stopped Feng Qingyan, his face was ugly, and he was afraid that he had missed something.
"What does Prime Minister Feng think?" Feng Qingyan said coldly.
Prime Minister Feng looked bitter, and then stepped forward and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, please think twice, Qingyan, Qingyan she ..........." looked distressed, while worrying about the authenticity of Feng Qingyan's words, and it was difficult to speak for Feng Qingyan's request.
"Chilling fire? Didn't you stay in Fushan for a few years and think that you can fake it? Emperor Yu looked sarcastic.
Feng Qingyan came to the stage, his back was close to Ling Chizhu, and the left and right chains immediately buckled Feng Qingyan's wrist.
Feng Qingyan's cold eyes swept across the audience, both sarcastic and indifferent..... 's eyes, Emperor Yu's sarcasm, the princess's disappointment, Sheng Xue's pride, and Prime Minister Feng's obscurity......
Scold! Feng Qingyan's heart was cold at this time, like an ice lake in Layue, even if he broke through the ice, it was difficult to shine into the sun, and his eyes were even more cold and gloomy!
"Emperor Yu, no matter how you say Qingyan, you can be regarded as a person from my floating mountain, and please ask the emperor to spare Feng Qingyan on Yin Yan's face." Yin Yan's docile voice suddenly rose.
"Young Master Yin, she is the princess of the Zhenguo Mansion, and now, she openly assassinates the princess." Emperor Yu's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Today, if anyone intercedes, he will be punished together!" ”
Yin Mo was still sitting in place, drinking leisurely with a wine glass in his hand.
Yin Yan's eyes were vague and profound, Ji Ziyue seemed to be smiling, his eyes were fierce, and he was about to step forward, when the surrounding palace soldiers surrounded him to form an encirclement.
"Stinky boy, it's not the other way around." Jing Anhou scolded sharply.
Ji Ziyue shrugged his shoulders and looked at Feng Qingyan helplessly.
Sheng Xue walked up to the stage and stretched out her hand to cover Feng Qingyan's neck, "What, disappointed?" You were the same back then as you are today. "Close to the ears of the yin measure" betrayed their relatives. ”
Feng Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and a chill burst out coldly.
"You don't understand Zhan Liangye's position in my heart, no matter what the result is, you, Feng Qingyan are not qualified to stand by his side!" The holy snow pinched the flesh and skin fiercely, concealing the internal force of luck, the fusion of blood and blood.
"En~" Feng Qingyan stinged for a moment, and the sharpness of his eyes shot fiercely at Sheng Xue.
Yin Yan's figure flickered, and he grabbed Sheng Xue's wrist suddenly, his eyes were cold.
Sheng Xue's expression was complicated, and she said inexplicably, "This is what she owes me." ”
Yin Yan's eyes were complicated, and he let go of his hand.
"Beat me!"
The whip has been prepared below, and the whip is surrounded by thick needles as long as nails, and the black beard makes people break out in a cold sweat when they look at it.
Yin Yan's body was cold, his eyes were gloomy, and he wanted to force Feng Qingyan to leave.
"Stinky boy, you're going to take her away today, have you thought about the consequences? Have you asked her if she would like to leave with you like this? Yin Mo passed the sound into the secret.
Yin Yan's body shook suddenly, his eyes were bitter, yes! She has long been his wife, and she can take her, but what about her? I'm going to blame myself!
Raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingyan, his eyes contained deep meaning, affection, and no, which Feng Qingyan couldn't understand
Sweet.....
Feng Qingyan's eyes were cold and colorless, cold and terrifying.
Yin Yan could feel the cold, resolute, and ruthless aura.
Emperor Yu, Princess, Zhenguo Gong, Feng Cheng Prime Minister in the audience.... All of them felt the desolation emanating from Feng Qingyan's body.
The princess felt an inexplicable ache in her heart.
"I don't know, can the emperor look at my feelings and give face?"
In an instant, a black figure flew down in mid-air, and four stunning women behind him.
The man is dressed in a brocade robe, with white magnolia inlays between the cuffs, the combination of black yin and white magnolia is even more sacred, and the black mask is inlaid on the face, which still can't cover the sharp light of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth set off a smile.
Standing in front of Feng Qingyan, the white jade-like fingers lightly sparkled his jaw, "Snort!" "Eyes smiling" How can the righteous sister look like this, if you see Zhan Liang Ye, she will definitely feel distressed. ”
Feng Qingyan's eyes flashed slightly
"Young Master Yin!" The man glanced at Yin Yan with a smile.
"Master Ye!" Yin Yan narrowed his eyes, and the streamer swept through.
The man's sleeves were lifted suddenly, a fierce wind flashed, the chain was loosened, and he stepped forward to hold Feng Qingyan's weak body domineeringly.
"How can Master Ye Zhuang have time to come to my palace as a guest?" Emperor Yu's tone was faint.
"I heard that the emperor was going to punish my sister-in-law, no, I hurried here." Clothes that no one is afraid of.
Zhan Jian stood below and looked at the man in black, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull slightly.
"Why didn't I know that Qingyan was the righteous sister of Lord Ye Zhuang." Emperor Yu gritted his teeth and hated it.
"When Qingyan got married, as an elder brother, didn't I give tens of millions of gifts, I thought the whole Yu country knew about it." The man's face was innocent, and his slender figure was even more leisurely.
"What's wrong?" Yin Yan exhaled tightly.
I saw Feng Qingyan's face in pain, sweating profusely, his brain was 'buzzing...', and his body was as hot and painful as being roasted by fire.
Pushing Yin Yan away violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and he fell to the ground without taking a few steps, trembling all over, and the corners of his mouth kept whispering 'pain, pain....'
Slowly, the whole body glowed with a red halo, each time more and more beautiful, more than the fire of the holy snow!
"Ah~" Feng Qingyan fainted in pain.
"Qingyan!" The man's face was full of distress, and he wanted to get close to Feng Qingyan but was burned by the fire and couldn't get close at all.
Yin Yan's face was complicated, his hands were folded, and white ice appeared in the air to instantly cover Feng Qingyan.
There was an exclamation from the audience, this? This.......
Sheng Xue's eyes tightened, and she instantly returned to her indifference, pulling up a trace of ridicule, didn't she already know the consequences!
The princess has already set off a craze in her heart, which ...... Instant moistening of the eyes.
When the surrounding fire dissipated, Feng Qingyan had already fainted, the man quickly picked up Feng Qingyan and disappeared in an instant, Yin Yan followed.
Yin Mo's expression flashed with a hint of anger, and his face was gloomy.
Emperor Yu looked shocked, and looked at Sheng Xue suspiciously.
Sheng Xue was lying weakly in the princess's arms, "cough~" spitting blood and fainting.
"Young Master Yin, what do you mean by this?" The man stood with Feng Qingyan in his arms
At the corner intersection.
"Zhan Shizi abandoned tens of thousands of soldiers, so he didn't worry about defeat at all?" Yin Yan still had a face like a snow lotus, and said lightly.
"Snort~" The man seemed to hear a joke, and the corners of his mouth chuckled, "The country can't stop the woman who saves him with the mountains in his hand!" ”
"Qingyan's first seal has been lifted, only I can save her." A hint of complexity flashed on Yin Yan's snow-like face.
"This doesn't bother you Young Master Yin, the master's woman, the master will have a way." In a sarcastic tone, he turned around and disappeared.
Yin Yan is bitter, aunt, is this not trusting Yin Yan, or is he afraid that Yin Yan alone will not be able to protect Feng Qingyan? The technique of unsealing was also handed over to Zhan Liangye.
One Leaf Villa
Seeing Feng Qingyan lying quietly on the bed, his face was full of uneasiness, and his pale little face made Zhan Liangye feel painful in his heart.
Leaned over, picked up Feng Qingyan, held hands and intertwined, and the purple halo surrounded the two.
For a moment, Zhan Liangye's forehead was full of sweat, his pupils were pale and white and charming, and he was very demonic, slowly leaning on Feng Qingyan's body and burying it in Feng Qingyan's neck.
It was probably almost night, and Feng Qingyan slowly opened his eyes, "Stop." "Weak opening.
"Good, don't move, I'm fine." Zhan Liangye shook his head and hugged Feng Qingyan tightly, his voice hoarse.
Feng Qingyan's pale little face turned even paler, and he choked up, "Don't lose again." ”
She could feel that Zhan Liangye's body was almost unable to support it, and once the fire seal was unsealed, it would be so easy to save!
The watery eyes contained a layer of watery light, and Feng Qingyan fainted again.
After another incense time, Zhan Liang Ye closed his hand, his white jade-like cheeks were as transparent as clear water, and the pale was distressing.
Looking at Feng Qingyan who had fallen asleep, Zhan Liangye breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and kissed the corner of Feng Qingyan's mouth, and looked out the window, is it dark? Turned over and hugged Feng Qingyan and lay down.
Approaching dawn, the room was peaceful, and Feng Qingyan slept peacefully on the bed.
Zhenguo Mansion, Zhan Liangye slammed open the door, there was no one in the house, Zhan Liangye was angry, a gust of wind flashed in his palm, and the tables and chairs next to him exploded instantly.
"Humph! Qinger, go back and get the punishment. Zhan Liangye's dark eyes were full of anger.
"Yes." A gust of wind blew through the air.
"Yin Yan, this fox! If you ask the master to touch that Situ again, the master will chop him! Zhan Liangye gritted his teeth and hated it, his face was gloomy, and he kicked the door a few times in anger.
Then he turned and walked to the front yard and pushed the door open.
Seeing the two sitting in the front hall, Zhan Liangye looked gloomy.
"Stinky boy, who will show your face?" General Zhan suddenly blew his beard and glared.
"Do you care about Feng Qingyan?" Zhan Liangye's very light tone towards the princess.
The princess's heart was shocked, and her hands were clenched.
"Today, everyone is helping Sheng Xue, and everyone can disbelieve her." Zhan Liangye roared angrily, "But I didn't expect that even you would hurt her!" ”
The princess's heart tightened suddenly, and she was a little annoyed in an instant, "Feng Qingyan actually wanted to kill Sheng Xue, this kind of woman, shouldn't I teach her a lesson?" ”
"Holy Snow, Holy Snow, you know Holy Snow, when you have a father in your heart, when you have me." Zhan Liang night roared, as if to put over the years
Resentment shouted out.
"Cool!." General Zhan's face was bitter, and he reprimanded him lightly.
After hearing this, the princess's heart was shocked, her eyes were moist and her eyes were clear.
"You are self-righteous, you have spoiled Shengxue since you were a child, and now you don't care about anything for her, in this way, it is better to go to your master and find your little miss."
"Smack!" Zhan Jian flashed over with a slap, "Bastard, how did you talk to your mother." ”
Zhan Liangye's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was cold and cautious, "A fake will hurt you for a lifetime, and your aunt's real daughter was still in the sea of fire by you, and she was disfigured and almost died." ”
Zhan Liangye's word by word, like a bomb, 'boomed', waking up the princess and Zhan Jian.
The princess couldn't believe it, "Who ....." Her voice was hoarse, as if she would die in the next second, "Who do you say is fake, Feng Qingyan... Feng Qingyan.... How could it be...."The princess burst into tears and looked extremely pained.
"You guys, step by step, force Feng Qingyan to death! Today, she is even more heartbroken. His tone was extremely indifferent, and he looked at the princess in disappointment, and turned to leave.
Zhan Jian hugged the princess who was sitting on the ground, her eyes full of pain, "Xue'er." ”
Yin Luoxue's face was full of despair, "How could it be.... How could Miss lie to me.... Holy Snow ..... Holy Snow ....." incoherent.
(End of chapter)