The prince did not participate in the discussion, so he naturally did not panic.

Just kneeling and watching this good show.

Feng Yueli is in the limelight now, even under Jiang Hanxiu's nose.

But he is also the only one in the entire South China Continent who has not let Jiang Han cultivate.

These palace maids are talking about what "chess pieces" and "use" words.

Didn't you want to push Your Highness into the abyss? What a bunch of foolish people.

Wang Gonggong said secretly in his heart.

Feng Yueli slowly closed her eyes, and her expression was extremely calm: "Come on, drag them down, cut out their tongues, gouge out their eyes, livers and lungs, and then chop them up and feed them to the dogs."

The guards guarding the door of the Frost Cloud Hall naturally listened to Feng Yueli's words.

Let all the palace maids present be dragged down.

Only Qiu Hua, the little palace maid kneeling at the door of the hall, was left trembling.

Qiu Hua was very scared, His Highness would dispose of her.

Although she didn't do anything wrong, Her Highness has a violent temperament and an unpredictable temperament.

Perhaps, at some point, it is not necessary to just want to kill her to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yueli didn't even look at her, and went straight into the Frost Cloud Palace, throwing down a sentence: "The prince stayed in the Frost Cloud Hall to wait for the main hall."

Wang Gonggong was just a steward in the personnel palace before, but now he was suddenly reused by Feng Yueli as a confidant, so he was naturally happy.

In the Luanguo Palace, only by waiting beside the female monarch will there be a way out.

As for doing things in other places, it is just a waste of time and youth, and it cannot be promoted.

He leaned down and kowtowed to Feng Yueli: "Your Highness Xie, long live Your Highness."

Rong Jingchen had already heard in the Frost and Snow Hall that Feng Yueli had lost her temper and ordered the palace maid to be killed in anger.

However, he did not act strangely, and did not get up until the evening to go to the Frost Cloud Palace.

Feng Yueli practiced calligraphy in the hall, and Rong was shocked and came from the palace.

Wang Gonggong originally wanted to inform Feng Yueli, but he didn't expect that Rong Jingchen would not let him notify.

Feng Yueli still noticed his footsteps.

Rong Jingchen's footsteps, she is the most familiar.

The corners of her mouth hooked slightly: "Jingchen, don't you want to ask me, why did you kill those palace maids today?"

Rong Jingchen was dressed in black, and he couldn't hide his outstanding appearance at all.

Born with the momentum of a king in the world, on the face of a demon.

The angular lines, the sharp and deep gaze, I can't help but feel that it gives people a sense of oppression.

He walked over to Feng Yueli and sat down, the cold aroma coming to his nose.

Yueli looked up and could see Rong Jingchen's face.

He had half of his black hair, and a faint sheen shrouded in the faint candlelight.

With flying eyebrows and a firm nose, it feels like a god made in the slightest.

Even so, the good-looking that belongs to him does not have a trace of femininity.

A touch of tenderness flashed in those dark eyes: "Because, what they said should not be said, if you blindly be merciful and keep them, it will only be endless trouble, because today they will say this in front of the Frost Cloud Palace, and they will say it elsewhere in the future, now the entire palace of Luan Country is guarded by his Jiang Hanxiu's people, if it is passed into Jiang Hanxiu's ears, everything you plan will be shattered little by little, rather than this, it is better to kill them all."

Feng Yueli put down the pen in her hand, her eyes were deep: "You are smart, you are not me, how can you know what I think!"

Rong Jingchen slowly approached Feng Yueli, and the two breathed and smelled each other.

He said lightly: "Li'er, the abacus in your heart, even if you don't say it, I know it."