The trump card against the heavenly concubine

Chapter 877 [Provoking the Empress Dowager! ! ] 04
Huang Yuezhen tilted her head slightly, and sure enough, she saw that Nansheng Guyao's expression was not particularly good, she seemed to be enduring it very hard, for some reason, Huang Yuezhen suddenly wanted to laugh, but she still couldn't bear it. Holding back, I only secretly smiled in my heart.

The medicinal herb garden was still silent, and everyone hadn't recovered from the astonishment just now, Nan Sheng Gu Yao glanced coldly, and shot at everyone like ice skates.

"What do you look at? Haven't you seen other people's love? Just do what you should do. If you look again, I will tell you to be careful with your eyes. Get out." Nansheng Guyao said to the crowd in a cold voice, with radiant hair all over his body. His aura was cold and terrifying.

Everyone in a trance was startled awake by this ice-like voice, and they couldn't help shivering. They all turned their eyes back in an instant with great interest, and hurriedly lowered their heads and went about their own affairs, even if there was nothing to do. Pretending to be very busy.

Nansheng Guyao has spoken like this, who dares to risk his life to peek again, these people are all well-trained and capable subordinates of Nansheng Guyao, for Nansheng Guyao's words, they are definitely Wang Ling, except for obeying There is absolutely no one who dares to violate it.

After a while, everyone in the herb garden started to be busy, especially busy, and everyone dared to let themselves be idle.

Because of Nansheng Guyao's voice, Feng Juechen came back to his senses, only to realize that the medicinal herb in his hand had been crushed and ravaged by him a long time ago. bare.

Feng Juechen clenched his fingers tightly, the leaves of those herbs were in his hands, and the edges of the leaves of the herbs were sharp like blades, if he was not careful, his hands would be cut.

Unknowingly, Feng Juechen's palm had been cut countless times, and the bright red blood inside dripped from his palm, the blood was mixed with the liquid of the crushed leaves, drop by drop. Continuously dripping on the ground.

Feng Juechen looked at his palm, the red and green palm, the blood from the wound was still oozing out, no matter how many wounds there were on his hand, he didn't feel the slightest pain, but it made people feel What hurts is the heart.

The pain in my heart was dozens of times greater than the pain in my hands. It seemed that these sharp leaves were not cutting his palms, but his heart. On his heart, they cut one knife after another .

Feng Juechen felt very depressed in his heart, the heart-piercing pain made him squat down, but his eyes were still fixed on Huang Yuezhen.

He kept admonishing himself, Nansheng Guyao was very kind to her, and she herself was doing well, Feng Juechen, you should be very happy, she is doing well, why are you so sad? Shouldn't you be happy for her too.

Feng Juechen pulled his lips weakly, trying to make his smile look bright, but that smile was no longer as bright as before, and it was filled with boundless bitterness.

He still couldn't help it in his heart, seeing her with Nan Sheng Guyao, he still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, couldn't help feeling distressed.

The sour jealousy still filled his chest uncontrollably, no matter how he tried to suppress it, he couldn't suppress it, and his rationality seemed particularly powerless in the emotion.
(End of this chapter)