Chapter 62: The Enemy

In order to take revenge, she did not hesitate to sell her body to serve Zong Zhengmu, and endured the perverted torture of this man, originally she was just a secret chess piece buried by the eldest prince in the Mansion of Qi State, and privately helped her father and Zong Zhengmu to find out the news of the Nangong family, and there was no need to be so lowly as to make a living from her body.

No one knows that the eldest prince with a well-dressed appearance is a devil with violent tendencies in the interior, and unlike the old emperor's lustful indulgence, Zong Zhengmu likes to whip young women with thorns stained with salt water, and then admire the girl's painful expression.

It is rumored that his biological mother Yi Concubine served Emperor Rongli in this way, and Zong Zhengmu has witnessed the torture of his biological mother since he was a child, and he has a strange mood of joy and anger towards women.

"Nangong Jiao, hehe, it's her," the man excitedly incensed Huang Qi's face, "Why didn't this prince think of it, since he spoiled that woman, his father has never forgotten it, and then the third emperor's brother sent more beauties to offer, and his father didn't show a satisfied smile." ”

Striking while the iron was hot, Huang Qi immediately said: "Ye is really wise and wise, after Qingchengzhou is captured, if you catch Nangong Jiao and send it back to the palace, the emperor will definitely be happy." The daughter of a rebel should have been killed, but if the emperor liked it, everything would not be a problem. ”

Thinking of the Qi Guogong family who was locked up in the Assassin's Mansion at this time, Huang Qi could not contain the murderous intent that came out, last time she was only a little bit close, she was able to kill the old lady, out of nowhere a doctor spoiled her chance of revenge, and now the enemy is close at hand, but Zong Zhengmu is guarding against her.

The arm let go of the woman's slender waist, and the eldest prince raised Huang Qi's jaw and looked straight into the depths of the concubine's dark eyes, "It's important to offer a beauty to please your father, but Nangong Ming's family member is of other uses, Qi'er don't make a mistake, if what happened last time happens again, I can't save your life." ”

Qingchengzhou assassin Shi Huang Wu died for him, Huang Qi wanted to avenge his father, he should not have stopped him, but the family of the Duke of Qi was the hole card to balance Nangong Ming.

Those people must not die until they are absolutely necessary. The god of war of the Great Rong Dynasty, that is the most feared person in the heart of his father, if he loses the hostage who choked Nangong Yu's throat, he will not be able to pay the old emperor.

When the afterglow of the setting sun was exhausted, Jin Xi drove the carriage to stop outside the Jin family's compound, and hurried back from Luping Academy all the way, and was almost caught up by the Red Turban Army several times on the way, but fortunately, before Xi Chijun left, he left a few guards to protect Mr. Fang, otherwise he would not have returned home safely.

After hearing the neighing of the horses, Mrs. Zhao, who ran out, saw her youngest son, and her old face smiled into a chrysanthemum, "Xi'er, why did you come back at this time?" ”

Happy is happy, but Zhao's heart is strange, usually his son will not go home until the rest of the day, this time he only went to the academy for a few days, why did he come home in advance? Is it because there is not enough silver, or because the bedding is not warm?

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage opened, and the beautiful-looking girl helped her father get out of the car, "I've seen Aunt Zhao." Fang Lingxi looked a little cramped, facing the rustic Luhe Village, a complete stranger to the Zhao family, she didn't know how to advance and retreat, it was just right.

The girl gave a gift, and she was swaying, and the old woman Zhao looked at her with straight eyes, and said incoherently: "This, where did this come from, Xi'er, is this the daughter-in-law you brought home?" ”

Zhao's words made the son and the girl blush at the same time, and Jin Xi hurriedly confessed to Mr. Fang, before turning his head to the old mother and said, "Mother, don't talk nonsense, this is Mr. Fang and Miss Fang, who temporarily lived in Luhe Village to avoid the disaster of war." ”

However, in just a few days, the old man experienced the pain of losing his wife, and witnessed the rout of the Xifeng Army and the bloody massacre of the people by the Red Turban Army. ”

Hearing that the old man in front of him was a gentleman in the academy, and the elegant girl was a young lady from a scholarly family, Mrs. Zhao's eyes were fluttering, and she immediately changed her attitude, and eagerly greeted her: "Mr. is polite, please sit in the courtyard." ”

After welcoming people into the living room and serving tea and snacks, Zhao privately pulled his son to his side and asked, "Xi'er, to be honest, do you like Miss Fang?" ”

Mrs. Zhao looked like a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, making the corners of Jin Xi's forehead beat, he was interested in Fang Lingxi, after all, such a talented and beautiful girl, which student in the academy didn't regard it as a goddess in her dreams.

But what kind of family is the Jin family, he is just a poor talent, Fang Lingxi is Mr. Niang's daughter, the daughter of a serious scholarly family, the ancestor of the Fang family has even been the first assistant of the cabinet like Fang Wenhai, where can he be worthy of such a noble lady.

Pulling the old mother back to the kitchen at the moment, Jin Xi solemnly admonished: "Mother, don't say such things casually in the future, Miss Fang Bingqing Yujie, you talk nonsense like this will damage the reputation of your daughter's family." ”

"Mother, there are guests at home, do you want to add food tonight?" Jin Feng, who came back from the field, saw the carriage in the courtyard, and roared loudly, and the person entered the kitchen, "Little brother, why are you going home, shouldn't the academy be on vacation at this time?" ”