Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Thinking of her daughter who was still floating outside the palace, the queen's heart ached. Thinking of it like this, all the hatred was put on Feng Jiao.

"Then give the poison bar."

The prince understood what the queen mother meant. At this moment, everyone was forcing them. Only by discarding a pawn can everyone behind them be saved.

not to mention,

The prince also discussed with Feng Jiao how to frame Murong Xiyue, how to play with Xiyue like a cat catching a mouse.

If she was found out, the prince would have to make a fuss all over himself. Fengjiao panicked when she heard this, she crawled up to the prince with trembling legs, hugged the prince's legs and cried miserably.

"Brother Prince, you can't treat me like this, you are my real brother, let's...together..."

"what--"

Before Feng Jiao could finish her words, the crown prince knocked her unconscious with a palm. The empress's eyes flashed, pain flooded out. She knew why the crown prince knocked her out. If she didn't knock her out, she might be in a hurry He even said that he failed to ask a master to kill Murong Xiyue before.

Subsequently,

Princess Fengjiao was dragged down like a dead dog, drenched with poisoned wine, she could only live for a while.

A scene of poisoning others has turned into a scene of poisoning oneself. The moment before Princess Fengjiao died, she laughed at herself, looking at the queen mother, prince and elder brother who stood in front of her, those who were the most... For the person who loves herself, there is deep hatred overflowing from the bottom of her eyes. When she died, she did not rest in peace.

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When the banquet ended, Xiyue had recovered her body, looked up at Di Shangxie who was hugging her tightly, and reached out to hold his hand.

"How did you come?"

"I'm worried about you, so I'll come and see—"

Shang Xie's eyes were soft, and seeing that Xiyue really recovered, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to caress Xiyue's face, smiled lightly, Xiyue pursed her lips and turned around, raised her head and said with a playful smile .

"Look, I've got nothing to do."

Di Shangxie nodded in satisfaction, but he was still a little worried, so he led Xiyue towards tomorrow who was sitting quietly, and said coldly.

"I also ask the doctor to help Xi'er feel the pulse to see if the body has really recovered."

Hearing this sentence, Xiyue's beautiful eyes blinked lightly, a trace of complexity flashed through, maybe it was more of a touch, to know that Di Shangxie and tomorrow are enemies when they meet, but he can ask tomorrow for himself for his own sake. Feel the pulse, this...maybe it's his tolerance for love...

Wrapped in brocade robes tomorrow, she is elegant and beautiful. Hearing this, she didn't look at the emperor, she just nodded with a cold face, then stretched out her hand to Xiyue, and Xiyue also stretched out her hand to let him feel the pulse. Said.

"She's fine, don't worry."

"Thank you."

Di Shangxie put his hand around Xiyue's willow waist, thanked him bluntly, then turned and left, Xiyue was dragged forward, turned his head and looked at tomorrow with a smile, waved his hand as goodbye.

Tomorrow Qingcheng smiled and waved her hand, the cinnabar between her brows shone with the most charming light in the sunlight.

His heart ached, and his throat was a little sore. When he put down his hand, tomorrow's fists were clenched tightly. The Demon Emperor Xuanye in his body felt tomorrow's emotions, and laughed coldly.

"Ouyang Mingri, you still can't help falling in love, Murong Xiyue is really so good, you like it?"