Feiyan understands that his life has come to an end.

The reason why she was still alive after poisoning her uncle Ling was because he didn't have to kill her, he could have tortured her and enjoyed her until she collapsed.

But now that she has attacked Zisu, if he wants to explain to Zisu and Zisu's brother, he must present her Ji Feiyan's head.

Chilling, she sat down in the darkness with her head on her lap.

In dealing with Uncle Ling, she lost again, and she lost completely.

In the middle of the night, there was the voice of Uncle Ling in front of him.

"The princess is so ruthless,......" he paused, and said mildly condescendingly: "It's a pity that it's not ruthless enough, otherwise it would be this king sitting here now." ”

She smiled wryly: "Yes, I'm not ruthless enough. The words changed, and he raised his head to meet his eyes, "But the prince is ruthless enough!" ”

She stood up too violently, because she had been sitting on the ground for too long, and her feet were numb and she stumbled, which was very embarrassing.

"Can the prince give Feiyan a good time?" She asked through gritted teeth.

Uncle Ling chuckled, bent down and picked her up.

"How can I give up?"

She lost her mind for a while, and in the past, he also responded to her hypocrisy with such a doting tone.

He walked away, not paying any attention to the puzzled gaze in her arms.

She only heard the gentle voice continue: "The princess made a mistake only because she did not understand the sinister sufferings of the people, and this king will let the princess understand ...... well."

"What are you doing! You put me down! Anxiety rose in her heart.

Flying smoke was thrown into the carriage outside.

He stood outside the car and looked at her, the night stained his clothes, deep as ink, and the whole person was as delicate as a jade statue, but it exuded a chill.

"Hey! What are you doing! You're going to take me...... Not! ”

The attendant in the car gagged her with rags and tied her tightly with hemp rope.

With a whip, the wheels spun up, and the palace faded away in the bloody sunset.

*****

The carriage stopped in the bustle.

This is an extremely remarkable invention in the Central Plains and even in history.

Here, people use silver taels to settle the valley and lack hope, insult and trample on others, and are protected by the laws of the world.

Here, at night, the lights are brilliant, and the doors are like a city, and men and women laugh and scold and tear among the red silk and purple yarn...... Then countless rooms went dark in indulgence and deplocity, and became restless in the darkness.

A pair of gray eyes is the color of disappointment in the world.

Ji Feiyan's cold eyes swept through all this, and his heart seemed to be bleeding......

Uncle Ling sold her.

In order to relieve Mrs. Zi's anger, he sold her to Nulu.

"Yo, girl, hurry up and get dressed! If you miss the time to enjoy the flowers, the prince will be condemned! The fat bustard dragged the smoke upstairs and did not allow her to stay.

The time of viewing the flowers refers to the time when the Oiran is auctioned every night.

Rather than killing her with your own hands, now is the truly imaginative punishment, right?

As a new Oiran, Feiyan is like an ingredient about to be served on the table, washed and decorated, silently, without struggling, as if he had lost his mind.

Ji Feiyan! You'll regret it!

Shiso's voice seemed to echo in her ears, and she slowly looked around, and there were large, large, large, and showy pictures hanging everywhere in the room, and then looked at herself in the mirror......

The red dress on his body seems to be out of malice, and the cut is extraordinarily light. The neckline starts at the shoulder, while the split opens all the way to the thigh.

She couldn't help but laugh bitterly, how compatible is she with everything around her?

What is the rarity of a princess of a country to be a female branch girl for her uncle Ling alone, and it is rare to be a female branch girl of the entire Qi country.

It's just that those half-truths and half-truths in the past are used to sweet talk, if he sees her as a husband, will he be a little soft-hearted?

She struggled to hold back her tears, but she still felt a burning sensation in her breath.

At this moment, Ji Feiyan has to admit that she is far inferior to Uncle Ling in terms of ruthlessness.

The fat old bustard leaned towards the door and howled in a sharp voice: "The hour has come, can the girl please hurry?" Don't ask the boys outside to wait. ”

The point is, don't make them wait.

Feiyan pulled off the hairpin on his head and stabbed him in the neck......