The night is quiet, and the moon is as white as a veil.

In a luxuriously decorated red private room, there are bright red curtains everywhere, the walls are hung with colorful carved lanterns, sandalwood tables, exquisite guqins, and faint laughter comes from the curtains from time to time, which is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

On the carpet embroidered with large and intricate camellias, Feng Lingye slowly opened his eyes, looked around, looked at the unfamiliar place in front of him, and frowned slightly.

Due to the movement, there was a slight pain in her chest, and when she looked down, the original injured place had been bandaged.

That hairpin, she didn't penetrate deeply.

In order to delay Duan Junmo's time.

She owes him her life.

If he hadn't given up the country to save her, I'm afraid she would have died in the conspiracy of the first emperor of Dali.

Now that everything is paid off, I don't know if he is alive or dead now.

"Oh, Your Highness, don't make trouble."

In the depths of the curtains, there was a sound of laughter, which instantly added a touch of color to the beautiful room.

Where is this?

She propped herself up, walked slowly towards the place where the voice came from, and lifted the layers of fiery red curtains, only to realize that the room was very large and luxurious.

As we got closer, the laughter grew clearer, and there was a faint sound of water.

Finally, she stood behind a wide mahogany pillar and looked at the scene before her, stopping in a daze, her face reddening.

It turns out that this is a natural bath built on the mountain, the water of the pool is full of flower petals, the whole bath is full of fragrance, the beauties wear tulle, or lie or sit on the edge of the pool, the posture is myriad, the face is delicate, the body is charming and beautiful.

In the flowers, it is a man who is so beautiful that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, holding his head with one hand, his posture is lazy, if it were not for his naked upper body, just with his bewitching and beautiful face, he would think that this is a great beauty who has captivated the country and the city.

The blue pool reflects the blue waves, shining on everyone, a beautiful picture of the fairyland on earth that has beaten the living immortals.

The man's nose was very sharp, and with a light breath, he sensed an unfamiliar breath.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced over the pillar.

I saw the back of the red veil lightly, Feng Lingye put one hand on the wooden pillar, because of the injury on his chest, his body was slightly rickety, his little face was a little pale, and his lips were colorless.

But her apricot eyes are as black as zircon, quiet and cold, adding three points of coldness and seven points of haze to her stunning face, especially in this roundabout and ambiguous scene, it is even more beautiful and fresh and refined.

The man half-propped himself up, the red gauze slid down his abdomen, revealing his tight lower abdomen and white as snow, his bewitching red lips were gently pulled, and his voice also carried a seductive charm, "Are you awake?" ”

She didn't move, she just nodded.

The man looked at her face fascinated and obsessed, as if he had seen some kind of delicacy, and the tip of his tongue slid lightly along the red lips, "You look so beautiful." ”

Such an action was made by him, but it did not look obscene at all, but was thrillingly beautiful and charming.

If Duan Yixuan was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, then the man in front of her was on par with him.

But the next words are creepy.

"It's a pity it's not a virgin, otherwise it would have tasted wonderful."

Feng Lingye's brows tightened, and his eyes moved to the small white jade table beside him, only to see a cup of dark red liquid on it that had not yet been drunk.

She moved her lips and asked in a deep voice, "You are Zhongli Yan Xue?" ”

The man's eyes were cold, his forehead suddenly protruded, his body was stiff, his lines were tight, and the beauties around him all changed their faces when they saw this, and they got up from the pool one after another and fled in all directions.

However, at this moment, the man suddenly held the white jade table with one hand and slammed it into a woman who was running, and the woman instantly burst into the pool with blood.

The bright red blood water instantly dyed the clear blue pool water red.

All the women screamed one after another, rolling and crawling, panicking, and the originally harmonious scene instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.

Zhongli Yan Xue seemed to be a different person, manic and furious, grabbed a woman's ankle casually and pulled it hard.

The woman screamed and fell to the ground, and then he pressed to the ground, her slender neck was choked to death, her hands and feet struggled desperately, the tenderness and sweetness of Shicai were gone, and only horror and despair remained on her pale face.

Feng Lingye is injured now, and she is not familiar with life here, and she doesn't know what the martial arts of the man in front of her are, so she is too busy to take care of herself, and she is about to run away, but seeing the woman waving her right hand desperately at her, she suddenly felt a little unbearable.

At this time, all the people in the pool also crawled out and scrambled to the door.

She was far away, and it was still too late to run, so she turned her heart sideways, picked up a wooden stool, quickly approached from behind the man, and then slammed it down.

"Run!" She exclaimed.

The woman got out of trouble, and after escaping death, her explosive power was amazing, she stood up with her legs, and rushed into the house quickly.

I saw Zhongli Yan Xue's scarlet eyes shoot at Feng Lingye.

Feng Lingye's eyes tightened, and when she turned around, she rushed into the chaotic crowd, wanting to catch her alone, it was impossible.

In a hurry, she turned her head, but saw that Zhongli Yan Xue did not catch up, but looked at her back, and a bloodthirsty smile pulled out from the corner of her mouth.

Her scalp was numb for a while, and she didn't think much about it, and escaped with everyone.

The room was very large, and they ran for half an hour before they finally came out of the labyrinth-like room.

At this time, there were guards on both sides of the door, looking at the panicked beauties, as if they were accustomed to it, their faces numb and indifferent.

Strange men, strange mansions, even these subordinates are weird.

Feng Lingye stood outside the gate and glanced around, and the plaque hanging above the gate had three words written - Tibetan Incense Pavilion.

There was an instant "buzz" in her mind, and her eyes were firmly fixed on these three words, her face full of shock.

She actually arrived in the Ming Kingdom.

That bewitching and bloodthirsty man is really Zhongli Yan Xue, the prince of the Ming Kingdom!

Why did the keel bring him here?

Zhongli Yan Xue obviously knew her?

What just happened?

There are too many mysteries haunting in my heart, and I can't solve them for a while, so I have to take one step at a time.

At this time, the frightened beauties also didn't care about their clothes, covered their bodies, and left separately as if they were fate.

Although they were frightened, none of them had shock and doubt written on their faces, as if such a thing had happened more than once.

And the guards on both sides didn't seem to care about them, just standing at their posts.

Feng Lingye put away the confusion in her heart and began to walk aimlessly.

Obviously, this place is heavily guarded, and even if she is not injured, with her little martial arts, she can't escape from here over the wall, so it is better to understand the situation first.

It's night, and I don't know the exact time, but it's lit up everywhere, which shows that this prince's mansion is still very prosperous.

Unlike when Duan Yixuan was the crown prince, Zhongli Yan Xue's backyard was basically full, and laughter could be heard from the boudoir every few steps.

She was a little puzzled.

Zhongli Yan Xue was so brutal and perverted, drinking virgin blood every day, these women didn't seem to be affected at all.

After walking for nearly an hour of incense, when she passed a small courtyard, a small figure staggered over, but by the high threshold, it stopped again, and looked at her curiously with a pair of big eyes like elk.

She also looked at the little guy, smiling at the corner of her lips, but did not take the liberty of walking over.

"The imperial grandson? Why did you get here? ”

In the yard, when a servant girl saw the little guy, she trotted over in a panic, and then picked him up with one hand, breathing a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, this threshold is high, otherwise if you go out, the slave will be killed by Concubine Xiu." ”

The little guy pouted, as if he understood or not, but his big watery eyes were very pleasing.

The maid smiled, took advantage of the darkness of the night, secretly pinched it, with doting in her eyes, and then turned around and was about to leave, but saw Feng Lingye not far away, and said in surprise: "Are you?" ”

Feng Ling came back to his senses at night and replied with a smile: "I just entered the mansion. ”

Then he added, "I came out of the Tibetan Incense Pavilion just now." ”

The maidservant suddenly said, "Are you here to find Concubine Xiu?" ”

Concubine Xiu?

She didn't know her, and wanted to shake her head and say that she just happened to pass by, when a familiar and gentle voice came from the courtyard, "Shao'er, you're naughty again." ”

Hearing this voice, Feng Lingye was slightly stunned, and his eyes were moist.

The man took the child from the handmaiden's hand, and then casually glanced outside, the night was too dark, and he couldn't see anything clearly, thinking that it was an idle person, etc., and didn't care, turned around and walked into the courtyard.

"Third sister?"

A slightly trembling voice, with a hint of caution.

The woman's footsteps lifted out paused, and her body instantly froze in place, and her back was motionless.

Feng Lingye watched her reaction, and the corners of her mouth lifted with relief.

At this time, the little guy was babbling, and when he heard these two words, he also shouted crisply, "Xian'en!" ”

The little guy's soft voice pulled the distracted Feng Qinglan back to reality, she turned around and looked at Feng Lingye standing outside the gate, her eyes were slightly red, "Second sister? ”

Feng Lingye's eyes were hot, and he walked up in a few steps and hugged her tightly into his arms.

The two hugged each other, tears falling silently.

The little guy seemed to be a little unfree, but he didn't move obediently, only stretched out his hand, gently wiped his tears for his mother, and wiped Feng Lingye, who was three points similar to his mother.

The soft and glutinous palms of the hands, placed on the face, are like a small meat pad, warm and warm.

The two couldn't help laughing, Feng Qinglan said: "It's inconvenient to talk here, let's go into the house?" ”

Feng Lingye nodded.

Since Duan Junmo explained Feng Qinglan's situation, Feng Lingye thought that in his life, he would never see the only relative in the world again.

Unexpectedly, after escaping death, God played a big joke on her again.

Feng Qinglan had long thought that they were all dead, and she had been silently paying attention to what was happening in Kyoto, just wanting to wait for her wings to be full, and then rescue them all.

Unexpectedly, in less than two years, they all had misfortunes one after another.

"Second sister, how ......are you doing" Feng Qinglan wanted to ask her how she was doing during this time, but seeing the wound on her chest, the words stopped.

Feng Lingye didn't want her to worry, "I'm living well, I was born in troubled times, and being alive is the greatest happiness." Third sister, how are you, how is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treating you? ”

At the mention of Zhongli Yan Xue, Feng Qinglan's expression was a little complicated, she couldn't say it was good, she couldn't say it was bad, she only sighed and said, "The woman in this mansion may be doing well for me, so it should be regarded as very good to me." ”

Thinking of Zhongli Yan Xue like that, Feng Lingye also knew that she was indescribable.

Regarding the matter of Feng Mu and Feng Jinxiu, Feng Qinglan inquired about it from others, so in order not to arouse Feng Lingye's sadness, she didn't ask much about it, but said curiously: "Second sister, why did you come here?" ”

Feng Lingye hung his head, and gently stroked the pattern on the teacup in his hand, "I set the fire in the imperial study, but I didn't die in the fire, but jumped into the moat with my life, and then it was the keel that rescued me." Originally, I also inquired about you, and I also inquired. But seeing that you are doing well, with children and a family, I don't want you to repeat the mistakes of my mother and sister, and selfishly let you suffer with me, so I didn't come to disturb your life. ”

Joist?

Feng Qinglan was a little surprised, but she didn't disturb her narration.

After a pause, she continued: "Later, I stayed in Chaobai City, but I didn't expect that the thing that was alive was still discovered by Duan Yixuan. Later, he pretended not to recognize me and set up a bureau to invite you into the urn. I owe Duan Junmo too much, knowing that this is a game, I have to be forced to appear. At the last moment, the keel inexplicably took me away, and when I opened my eyes, I was already in the prince's mansion. ”

"The dragon bone didn't do this on a whim," Feng Qinglan looked at her firmly, "He must have been ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Because he is now a member of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

Feng Lingye's eyes opened slightly.

I see.

"But why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince recruit me into the Prince's Mansion?" She asked, and then seemed to think of something, "Could it be that he wants to avenge Zhong Liyun?" ”

Feng Qinglan thought for a while, "Yan Xue has no desires except for her beauty and beauty, and she doesn't care about the disputes in the court, so he and Zhong Liyun, who is as power-hungry as his life, are not close, and it is impossible for him to go to such great lengths to avenge her." ”

Speaking of this, she turned her head to look at Feng Lingye and wondered, "What's more, Zhong Liyun is not dead, why should he avenge her?" ”

When Feng Lingye heard this, her eyes sank, "She's not dead?" ”

She nodded and thought for a moment, "And as far as I know, just a few days ago, Duan Junmo in your mouth also became her backyard male pet." ”

Backyard male pet?!

Feng Lingye seemed to have heard some terrible news, and unconsciously thought of the powerful man in his mind, just standing obediently in the pile of men, waiting for the picture of Zhong Liyun like a female man, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Feng Qinglan didn't know the story of her and Duan Junmo, so she changed the topic again, "With what I know about Yan Xue, he asked the dragon bone to secretly recruit you into the Prince's Mansion, probably because of his condition. ”

"He's sick?" Feng Lingye was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it was a bit incredible that a normal person who could communicate well a second ago suddenly became a manic and cruel perverted murderer.

Feng Qinglan didn't have anything to hide from her second sister, so she told everything about it.

It turned out that Zhongli Yan Xue was not born with such emotional instability, he seemed to have a disease, and his head often hurt, and it was just for a while, as if something was gnawing at his brain marrow inside, making people's behavior crazy and uncontrollable.

This disease has been bothering him for four or five years and almost killed him.

The emperor of the Ming Kingdom sent someone to post the imperial list, announcing that all the doctors from all over the world came to treat him, but they all died without illness, no one could tell his illness, and no one could get medicine.

"Everyone said it might be his retribution for drinking virgin blood." Feng Qinglan sighed, "In the backyard of the Prince's Mansion, there are not many aunts and concubines, most of them are virgins raised by him, and he will cut off his wrists every day for him to drink blood, keeping his peerless appearance and youthful forever." ”

Although Feng Lingye believed in karma, as a healer, it was impossible for her to believe that Zhongli Yan Xue's illness was caused for no reason.

"When he became ill just now, he almost killed his doctor." Feng Lingye smiled bitterly.

Feng Qinglan took out a jade flower sac from her arms, "The reason why I was able to give birth to a child for him and live unharmed is because I was wearing a flower sac given to me by my second sister on my waist at that time." Later, I researched it, and it was the blind materials that played a role. ”

Feng Lingye took it and smelled it, it was the smell of chamomile.

Chamomile relaxes the mind, calms smooth muscles, relaxes overly tense muscles, and has the effect of stabilizing emotions.

Although not as effective as tranquilizers, it can also achieve some improvement.

Unexpectedly, in the dark, Feng Qinglan's status in Zhongli Yan Xue's heart became different.

"Actually, he is not a thorough bad person, those virgins have also been properly placed, and when he reaches a certain age, he will send some silver taels back, except for when he was sick, he seems to have changed a person, and he usually has special pity for all women." She interceded for him.

Feng Lingye smiled and brushed her sideburns, "If he is good to you, I will be relieved." When I cured his illness, the third sister would no longer have any worries. ”

"Second sister has a way?" She was overjoyed.

Feng Lingye took a deep breath, "I'll do my best!" ”

After the two chatted about the same, Feng Qinglan hugged the imperial grandson in, the little guy seemed to like Feng Lingye very much, hugged her neck, and didn't leave in her arms, making the two cry and laugh, and couldn't help but sigh that the family relationship that blood is thicker than water is different.

It didn't take long for a team to suddenly break into the courtyard and be forcibly stopped by the maidservant, so that they could enter the house and report to the two.

After knowing Zhongli Yan Xue's purpose, Feng Lingye was no longer as vigilant as before, patted Feng Qinglan on the shoulder, and then left with the guards.

Meanwhile.

Inside the princess's mansion of the Ming Kingdom.

Zhong Liyun was dressed in a wide palace robe, and he fell on the chair without a proper shape, shaking his toes.

Not far away, Duan Junmo was still unconscious on the bed, his body was wrapped in white yarn, the old injuries had not yet recovered, and new injuries had been added, plus there was no Feng Lingye to transfuse blood for him, this time he lost too much blood, and he had not woken up yet.

At the head of the bed, the doctor was busy, and he didn't dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"How's it going?" She asked lazily.

The doctor hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied: "Childe has lost too much blood, and he can't slow down for a while, so he needs to drink more decoction to replenish qi and blood every day, and I believe that when his qi and blood recover, he will be able to wake up." ”

Zhong Liyun nodded, and then motioned for his subordinates to take him down.

She stood up, walked to the bed, raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling, "Duan Junmo, I didn't expect you to fight on the battlefield all your life, but not die on the battlefield, but almost died in the hands of that woman three or four times, if you die, I will spit on you in this life." ”

Duan Junmo, who was lying on the bed, had his thin lips closed, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was even more indifferent.

She seemed to find it boring, and sat directly at the head of the bed, clasping her hands in front of her chest, as if she was a little puzzled, "Is that woman that good?" It has provoked your two brothers to turn against each other. I knew that you would return to the field for her, I would not have led an army of 100,000 to attack Dali, let alone kill you. ”

When she attacked Dali, it was also to prevent Ming Guo from ending up like Xia Guo, so she started in advance.

Unexpectedly, Duan Junmo destroyed Feng Lingye's country, but Feng Lingye destroyed his ambitions.

A hero who should be proud of the crowd, but he didn't expect to bow down to a woman's pomegranate skirt and bow down for her.

The affection between men and women, they are born without Zhongli home, they only have desire, no love.

Not every imperial family can have this kind of infatuation.

Zhong Liyun couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think about it anymore.

Not long after, a subordinate walked in outside the house, "Princess, Gong Jiyue and the others who are locked up in the prison are very dishonest. ”

"If you don't be honest, you can let it go, and it's useless to keep it." Zhong Liyun didn't care, if she had changed before, she might still have taken a fancy to Gong Jiyue's beauty, but now, she looked at Duan Junmo on the bed, she already had a better one.

At that time, she just let them be captured together by the way.

The subordinate seemed a little uneasy, "Will it get in the way when you release it?" ”

Zhong Liyun was confident and proud, "This is the Ming Kingdom, not the Xia Kingdom that has not yet been destroyed. ”

The subordinate understood, and immediately retreated.

Zhong Liyun turned around, looked Duan Junmo's cold face up and down, stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips gently slid along his angular outline, and the corners of his lips hooked, "Man, you really have to be a hero on the battlefield to look good." ”

The other side.

Feng Lingye had returned to the Hidden Incense Pavilion.

This time, Zhongli Yan Xue did not have Yingying Yanyan by his side, and he was wearing a red satin undershirt, which was loose and loose, revealing a soft and seductive collarbone.

He slumped crookedly on the chair, holding a luminous cup with a red liquid in it, and he didn't know if it was wine or virgin blood.

Looking at her, her eyes were like silk.

He pointed to the glow-in-the-dark cup across from him with his fingertips, "Drink?" ”

The voice is low, sexy and seductive.

She only glanced at it, and her voice was cold, "Not interested." ”

He smiled lowly, his laughter was very beautiful, and his face of disaster to the country and the people was even more hazy and beautiful than the night.

"Don't worry, this is a tribute wine from the Western Regions."

As if to see her thoughts, he specially explained empathetically.

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