Far from being as elegant as its name, the Hundred Days Courtyard is a place to punish concubines, located in the most remote part of the West Palace, except for the palace maids and eunuchs who come to deliver food every day, it is difficult to see a person.

According to Feng Guiren's temperament, she lived alone in this empty Hundred Days Courtyard, and it was difficult for her to get through.

Yang Xiaoyu led people into the Hundred Days Courtyard and ordered the guards to stay outside, always paying attention to someone coming, and he came to the backyard slowly.

There are more than a dozen houses in the backyard, and only the middle one is lit with candles.

Yang Xiaoyu stepped forward and pushed open the door, walked in slowly, and in a blink of an eye, Feng Guiren, who was wearing a yellow palace dress, was sitting on the edge of the couch, holding a handkerchief to hide his face and cry.

Feng Guiren is fifteen or sixteen years old this year, with a petite and delicate figure, white and tender skin, and a beautiful appearance.

Yang Xiaoyu has been accustomed to seeing all kinds of beauties for more than two years, some are pure, some are charming, some are naturally charming, some are naturally charming, and some are dignified and virtuous beauties.

Feng Guiren whimpered and cried, and when she wiped her tears, she caught a glimpse of a black shadow, she screamed in fright, her body curled back, and she looked over slowly, but saw Yang Xiaoyu wearing an official uniform, standing in the center of the room and looking at her with a smile.

"How did you get in?" Feng Guiren breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, patted his frightened chest and asked.

"Of course the official walked in." Yang Xiaoyu sat on the chair with a golden knife and replied indifferently.

Feng Guiren looked at Yang Xiaoyu's appearance, and he was angry in his heart, and shouted coquettishly: "You are so bold, I don't know that this is the Hundred Days Courtyard, you still dare to break in without permission." ”

"The official has come in, what can you do with the official?" Yang Xiaoyu poured herself a cup of hot tea. He grinned.

"You!"

Feng Guiren sneered: "During the day, you invited the queen mother, but now it's so late, you broke into the Hundred Days Courtyard without permission, this palace wants to see who else you can invite?" ”

As soon as Feng Guiren's voice fell, he walked out with raised eyebrows.

After a while, Feng Guiren was like a frightened rabbit. Falling back into the room, four vicious guards stabbed the door of the main room with swords in hand.

Feng Gui scolded angrily: "Lord Yang, you are such a big dog, trespassing into the Hundred Days Courtyard and disturbing the peace of the palace, which one is a capital crime, the hateful thing is that you actually led someone to guard the Hundred Days Courtyard, what do you want to do?" ”

Yang Xiaoyu has seen a brainless person, but he has never seen such a low IQ. On weekdays, he always dislikes women for being big-breasted and brainless, but today he has seen what it means to be big-breasted and brainless.

However, to be honest, Feng Guiren's breasts are indeed very large, and under the wrapping of the tight long skirt, two big jade rabbits protruded, Yang Xiaoyu visually inspected it, and he could only hold more than half of the jade rabbit with one hand. The remaining half is probably still exposed to the air.

"You listen to this officer, for your father's sake. This official doesn't care about you, otherwise, Concubine Zhang Yu's fate will be your fate! Yang Xiaoyu's face changed, and he said coldly.

Concubine Zhang Yu was starved to death by being imprisoned outside the cold palace by Ke Yinyue Jiaozhao.

Although Feng Guiren didn't see this with his own eyes, it was said that the palace was miraculous, saying that he had a nose and eyes. She had long believed in this matter in her heart.

At this moment, Yang Xiaoyu was like a fierce ghost, Feng Guiren panicked for a moment, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "You go to the palace quickly and don't care about you." ”

"Uncle Ben is in a good mood tonight, you bring a basin of foot washing water for Uncle Ben. Uncle Ben left when he was comfortable. Yang Xiaoyu leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and said lightly.

Feng Guirenfeng's eyes widened and looked at Yang Xiaoyu in disbelief, she was a dignified concubine, but Yang Xiaoyu asked her to wash her feet, which was even worse than killing her.

"If you want to survive tomorrow night, hurry up and bring the uncle footwashing water, otherwise, you will wait for the corpse to be abandoned in the wilderness!" Yang Xiaoyu said lightly.

These words frightened Feng Guiren a lot, but she was pampered before entering the palace, and she had never experienced a sinister human heart, Yang Xiaoyu's threatening words were like a silent storm, which suddenly blew on her.

Feng Guiren insisted that he should not be afraid, and secretly said in his heart that Yang Xiaoyu was scaring himself, he didn't dare to kill himself, and secretly replied calmly: "This palace is the emperor's concubine, not the slave and maid of Lord Yang's house, Lord Yang wants to wash his feet, you can go back to the house to wash it." ”

Yang Xiaoyu heard the compromise in Feng Guiren's words, but he wanted to give this big-chested woman a long memory, and said coldly: "Bring a cup of tea to wash your feet, otherwise, tomorrow there will be news in the palace that Feng Guiren hanged himself." ”

"You!" Feng Guiren was startled, took a few steps back, and exclaimed.

Yang Xiaoyu shouted impatiently: "What are you, why don't you hurry up and bring the uncle the foot washing water!" As he spoke, he leaned his head back on the chair, Erlang's legs were cocked, and his expression was quite leisurely.

Feng Guiren was terrified, as the saying goes, people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, looking at Yang Xiaoyu's posture, if she doesn't wash her feet according to her words, I'm afraid she will really kill her.

Feng Guiren stepped forward slowly, opened the door, went to the next room with a footbath, poured hot water into the cauldron in the room, and poured some cold water into it, her slender fingers tested the water temperature, it was not hot or cold, it was just right, sighed secretly, and returned to the main room with the footwashing water.

Feng Guiren endured his shame and anger, put the foot-washing water at Yang Xiaoyu's feet, and took a few steps back.

Yang Xiaoyu didn't want to wash his feet by himself, he lay on the chair with his feet stretched out, and shouted: "Take off your boots and wash your uncle well." ”

Feng Guiren was stunned, Yang Xiaoyu actually asked her to wash her feet. Naked insults.

"Lord Yang, don't deceive people too much."

"Mother, you can choose not to wash, but in this way, you really won't see the sunrise tomorrow." Yang Xiaoyu said as he pulled out his saber intentionally or unintentionally, and blew on the sharp blade.

Feng Guiren had never seen anything in the world, and when he saw that Yang Xiaoyu really dared to draw a knife, he was at a loss for a while, and looked at Yang Xiaoyu pitifully in the local area.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, took off the saber and threw it on the table, stretched out his legs, and shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

Feng Guiren was relieved to see that Yang Xiaoyu was no longer playing with the knife, and reluctantly moved forward, squatted down, and reached out to slowly step forward to take off the boots on Yang Xiaoyu's feet.

Feng Guiren's little hands were very slippery and soft, and Yang Xiaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief.

Feng Guiren endured the shame and humiliation, and slowly washed Yang Xiaoyu's feet .......

Yang Xiaoyu washed his feet for an hour, and then let Feng Guiren dry his feet and put on his boots.

Feng Guiren thought that after she served Yang Xiaoyu, Yang Xiaoyu would leave, but who would have expected that after Yang Xiaoyu washed her feet, she sat on the edge of the couch with a golden knife and said with a smile: "Feng Meiren, take off your skirt, Uncle Ben is here tonight. Thankfully. ”

"You don't want to get an inch, if you dare to touch a finger of this palace, this palace will die with you." Feng Guiren finally couldn't help it, and the anger in his heart poured out like a tide of anger.

"I remember that today at daylight, didn't you just say that the official was plotting against you, just right, the official really plotted against you." Yang Xiaoyu sneered.

Feng Guiren immediately understood, it turned out that Yang Xiaoyu was taking revenge on her for what she had done, at this time, she really regretted it, why did she provoke Yang Xiaoyu, the demon king, for no reason.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Feng Guiren's hesitant appearance, and said coldly: "This official mentions the Jinyi Guard, your father is suspected of plotting against him, if the evidence is conclusive, the Feng family's hundreds of members will not be able to escape destruction, Feng Niangniang, have you thought clearly?" ”

"You threaten Hongu?" Feng Guiren was like an angry rabbit, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Xiaoyu with endless anger.

"There is no threat to Niangniang, as long as Niangniang understands and obeys, the Feng family is fine, and Niangniang is fine." Yang Xiaoyu smiled, with a little obscene. Trifling.

Feng Guiren's uncompetitive tears slowly poured out, and two lines of tears flowed down her beautiful face, Yang Xiaoyu at this time was no different from those fearful devils in her eyes.

"Lord Yang, it is the palace that is at fault first, please let the palace and the Feng family have a way out, and the palace begs Lord Yang." Feng Guiren knelt on the ground as he spoke, and his mournful cry reached the room.

It should be a joy to be begged, but to be begged by a woman in her prime is not something to be happy about.

Yang Xiaoyu is not hard-hearted, he has more possessiveness in addition to pity women, of course, this is only for beautiful beauties.

Feng Guiren is a little beauty, she begged for mercy with teary eyes, and Yang Xiaoyu felt pity for no reason.

"Niangniang, you get up first, and the official will not embarrass you, as long as the official you serve tonight is comfortable, the account during the day will be written off." Yang Xiaoyu endured the pity in her heart and laughed out loud.

Feng Guiren, who was kneeling on the ground, had difficulty making a decision for a while, she was the emperor's concubine, if she served Yang Xiaoyu, once the news came out, her life would be over.

"Niangniang, don't worry, no one will know!" Yang Xiaoyu seemed to see Feng Guiren's embarrassment, and laughed softly.

Feng Guiren is not a chaste martyr, she is as empty as the women in the palace. Void, Yang Xiaoyu's words instantly shattered her psychological defense, she slowly stood up, lowered her head and slowly walked to the couch, with her back to Yang Xiaoyu, her slender jade hand on the yellow jade belt around her waist, her fingers were lightly forced, and the long skirt draped on her body lost its restraint and instantly spread out.

Feng Guiren's delicate jade arm moved back slightly, and the long skirt suddenly fell to the ground, and the delicate and smooth back was revealed.

All she had left was her dirty clothes and pants, and for a moment, she hesitated again, and once she took off her shame clothes, there was no room for irreparation.

At this time, Yang Xiaoyu stood up with a chuckle, slowly stepped forward, reached out and touched Feng Guiren's smooth back, and his fingers gently stroked Feng Guiren's delicate and elastic skin.

It was the first time that Feng Guiren had collided with a man other than the Carpenter Emperor, and for a while, his heart was a little nervous, and his heart suddenly beat. (To be continued......)