She probably never thought of her death.

Hanxiao Palace was on fire, and Feng Yang stumbled back alone.

The ground around there was found covered in blood.

There were many palace people who fell to the ground around her, and she remembered that it was her who was worried about her at that time.

Because, Hanxiao Palace is her dormitory.

But who would have thought that when she rushed in, she would see such a scene.

Xuanyuan Zixi, her sister, her teacher, and a person who is regarded as a relative by her.

Her hair was scattered, her eyes were red, her spiritual power was rioting, and it was her father and queen mother who were lying on the ground.

She will never forget those crimson eyes, the evil feeling in them, and the endless coldness in them.

Those eyes, she really didn't want to see them again in her life.

She just didn't want to remember what happened next.

To this day, she never forgot that her hand was shaking when she plunged the long sword into her chest in disbelief.

Feng Yang opened her eyes, she only needed to identify one place, there was only one place.

It was a place she would never forget.

Thirteen hundred years ago, it was the man who rescued her from the six-winged neon beast.

Although she doesn't remember a lot of things that happened that day, she remembers the blood red in front of her at that time, as well as the deep visible bone scars on her wrists.

If it's another injury, you can remove the scar by using more spirit grass or something.

But it was the Six-Winged Neon Beast.

A cursed kind of demon race.,A former divine beast.。

The scars of its scratches can never be removed.

So just look at it to know, just look at it to see if she has that scar on her hand.

Feng Yang stretched out his hand with some trembling tremors.

As an empress, she has stood in that position for so many years, and she has not known how to write the word nervous for a long time.

But at this moment, she was really nervous.

I don't know if I'm nervous, I'm going to get a confirmation soon, or if I'm nervous, her voice is too strong, and she won't be discovered.

Anyway, she didn't know about herself at that time.

Seeing that he was about to hold her right hand, suddenly, the person on the bed opened his eyes.

Everyone was so close, she only reacted now, it can be said that she fell into a dream just now.

And it is estimated that he can wake up this time, because of the natural vigilance that has been cultivated over the years.

Feng Yang's outstretched hand was grabbed by her, and she immediately started to resist.

But the gap between the two of them was really too big, and Huang Qianqian was very relaxed, and pressed her on the bed as soon as he turned around.

Huang Qianqian's two hands were propped up on both sides, and Feng Yang was trapped in the middle.

The two of them are really ambiguous in this posture now.

Huang Qianqian actually knew what she did just now, and what she came here for most of the night today.

But she wasn't going to admit it, or she didn't want to admit it at all.

"Yo yo yo, what are you doing at night, young lady?"

While talking, she also used the necessary posture of a scumbag to flirt with a woman from a good family, and hooked her chin with her hands.

Not only that, but she also moved forward a bit.

Feng Yang's face turned red all of a sudden.

If nothing else, put aside her bad temper and those angry words that don't pay for your life.

(End of chapter)