Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 602 Let Someone Carry My Dead Body Through the Door!

"Bengong said that after getting married, your family will naturally be reunited." Ma Jian said in a calm voice.

"But I don't believe you!" Before he finished speaking, a dagger was placed on his neck, his eyes were cold, "Ma Jian, either take me to see my parents now. Or, you can let someone carry my body through the door !"

She has been waiting for this opportunity.

Since Ma Jian arrived in Yuzhou, the house has almost turned into an iron barrel. No news from outside can get in, nor can she get out.She had to take this opportunity to get Ma Jian to agree to take her to meet her parents.

Only in this way, can she have a chance to get in touch with Feng Qi, Xiang Han and the others, and then she may know the whereabouts of her parents.

As everyone knows, her actions startled the matchmaker.

"Girl, please speak up if you have something to say, don't do anything stupid." The matchmaker urged anxiously.

When she saw Ma Jian's well-dressed clothes, she thought he was the son of a wealthy family.But just now I heard him call himself "Ben Gong", how can "Ben Gong" be a word that ordinary people can use casually?That's what the princes of all ages can use to call themselves!Looking at Ma Jian now, I can only feel that he is majestic and extraordinary, with the air of a king permeating his body, one can tell at a glance that he is a dragon and a phoenix among people.

He secretly blamed himself for being blind.

"It's none of your business, get out!" Feng Qingyao scolded coldly.

"Girl, you have to be cautious about everything. This young master treats you very well—" The matchmaker was about to say something, but Leng Weifeng Qingyao glanced over, "If you don't come out, I will drag you to be buried with me."

The matchmaker was shocked by her sharp little eyes and dared not speak.

Ma Jian's face was gloomy, and no emotion could be discerned on his cold face.

He went through all kinds of troubles to lure Feng Qingyao here, and seeing that things were about to happen, he naturally didn't want any accidents.

But now he was really hesitant to ask her to see Mr. Feng.

"Are you agreeing, or not?" Feng Qingyao asked in a deep voice.

The weapon was cold and pressed against the woman's jade-like neck, with a little force on the hand, bright red blood dripped down the blade.

"Wait!" Ma Jian finally showed a look of panic on his face.

She can't die!

For the first time, he realized clearly that he didn't want her to die.

Last time in Lizhou, the killer he sent mistook her and almost killed her as Mo Zhanhua.At that time, he didn't feel the way he does now, but when he watched the two flee to Jingnan, he felt a little inexplicably frustrated.Later, his people intercepted Mo Zhanhua's letter to Gu Changci, and when he learned that she was still alive, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

The joy of finding it again.

He lied to himself that it was because she was born to be a queen.

Only by marrying her will he feel no regrets about his throne as emperor.

At this time, he finally saw his heart clearly. In fact, since the day of the grandma's birthday party, he had already been tempted by her.The reason why he wanted to get rid of Mo Zhanhua was that apart from his threat to the throne, subconsciously, he also wanted to take her over.

"Bengong promised to take you to see the old couple Feng, you put down the dagger." The calm face was restored, but the surging emotion in the eyes could not be concealed.

Feng Qingyao didn't let go of her hand, but relaxed a little.

Seeing this, the matchmaker wanted to snatch the dagger from Feng Qingyao's hand, but she dodged it sideways, "When are you leaving?"

"Now."

"If you dare to play tricks, even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I say." Ma Jian's tone was extremely serious. After finishing speaking, he turned to the door and shouted loudly: "Come here, prepare a carriage for this palace!"

　Guess everyone, who will Yaoyao meet when she goes out?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)