Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 408
Two hours later, Feng Qianshang returned to the broken tent alone.

There was also a slap in the face.

Facing the mirror, he saw his swollen cheek.

No one has slapped her since she was a child.

However, since she came to this Beiyu country, she has been frustrated.

Now, when I saw my swollen cheeks, my heart was full of hatred.

The viciousness in his eyes was all printed in the mirror.

There is no good person in this Beiyu, who knows how to bully her!

But at this moment, a figure in the mirror flashed past behind her.

high speed.

Feng Qianshang regained consciousness and shouted, "Who?"

No one answered her words.

At this time, although the broken tent had been repaired, there was still a gust of wind blowing in.

The candlelight was blown flickeringly.

Originally an orange flame, it was blown into a faint blue speck several times.

Then, it went out all of a sudden.

Suddenly it went dark.

Feng Qianshang stood up, supporting the dressing table behind her with her hands, she was very scared, but deliberately forced herself to hold on,
"Who? Who is playing tricks?"

No one answered her.

A gust of wind suddenly blows over.

The wind was so strong that she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to block it in front of her.

She just put down her hand, but unexpectedly met a pair of eyes.

A pair of charming eyes, but there is no emotion in them.

The eyes are sharp, like hooks protruding from hell, and the whole body is full of chilling sternness.

Before she could see who the other party was, she felt weightless under her feet, and she fell straight down.

It was like falling into a hot fire.

The body starts to heat up.

She was like an ant on a hot pan, the pain was severe and worrying.

She yelled loudly, but no one paid attention to her.

She heard a voice.

"Why did you hurt him!"

Who?
My whole body felt like it was being roasted by fire, and it hurt so badly.

She saw someone in front of her, a piece of fiery red, and she couldn't tell whether it was the heat of the flame or the color of the other person.

She just felt that the oncoming pressure was overwhelming.

She wanted to move, but couldn't. She just felt the person in front of her raise her hand.

The dagger fell in flames.

Very sharp, but also hot from the flames.

Feng Qianshang watched helplessly, as the dagger slashed across her arm, the skin and flesh were ripped open, and the scalding knife gave herself new wounds.

She was so painful that she wanted to scream loudly, but her throat seemed to be tightly strangled.

Even though the pain was so strong, she couldn't utter a word.

The shoulder was pushed.

She leaned back straight and fell directly to the ground.

Her eyes are open.

But without any ability to refute, he can only be manipulated by others.

Gradually, she could no longer hear the sound.

I just felt that the wound was getting more and more painful, and the blood was flowing more and more.

All those bright red colors appeared in her eyes.

The blood flowing out of her body was going to swallow her instead.

A bloody centipede crawled out of the fire.

Climb a little in her direction.

As if attracted by blood, it went directly to her wound.

The tearing pain spread from one point to all the limbs of the body, making her internal organs seem to be stirred by a sharp knife.

"what--"

Finally, with a hoarse roar, his eyes opened in horror.

What catches the eye is the tent above the head.

Feng Qianshang's pupils dilated to the maximum, without the slightest pride of the past, on a pale and bloodless face, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his lips that should be moisturized were chapped and bleeding.

After a while, the people around the tent rushed over.

Layer after layer of cold sweat broke out all over her body, like the rest of her life after a catastrophe, she murmured,

"Someone wants to kill me, someone wants to kill me!"

(End of this chapter)