Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 128

It's just that You Hour has just passed, and the darkness is like a huge gauze covering the entire capital in a dark place. At this time, those dirty and insignificant transactions are wandering wantonly in this dark place like hell's evil spirits.

The whistling wind in my ear was like the obscene laughter of a ghost rampant, and it was endless.People on the street ran with their ears down and their heads down, trying to find a place of refuge to avoid this disaster.

A beautifully carved carriage was running crazily on the streets of the capital, and the groom yelled at the people running on the street: "Get out of here."

The bells on the four corners of the carriage jingled, like the ringing of life-threatening bells. Wherever the carriage went, it was like a windstorm, and the people who were kicked down by the horse cursed the owner of the carriage.

Suddenly, a spirit snake lightning in the sky ripped apart the black curtain in the sky like a sharp axe, the sky was as bright as day, and a black figure jumped up and down at the place of the lightning, chasing the carriage.

A black shadow as light as a swallow landed on the galloping carriage, Qingfeng turned around and landed beside the groom, and then got into the carriage with a whimper, the groom did not catch Qingfeng by his side at all, and still shouted: "Get out of the way, here we go!" I get out of the way."

Xinru calmly lay on the bench in the carriage, closed her eyes and meditated, but in her heart she was panicking about the accounts that Shangguanxi showed her. It's not that she didn't know about her father's buying and selling of officials, but these invisible accounts How did it fall into Shangguanxi's hands?

A cold thing pressed on Xinru's neck, and suddenly there was a stabbing pain. Xinru opened his eyes and saw Qingfeng dressed in black with a sword pointing at her neck.

"Ah." Xinru screamed, Qingfeng stabbed the sword into Xinru's neck even harder, blood flowed out slowly, Qingfeng said in a low voice: "Don't scream, you are telling me to let you see the King of Hades right now. "

Looking at the masked Qingfeng with trembling heart: "What do you want to do?"

Qingfeng said coldly: "Do you want to detoxify your husband?"

Xinru stammered and said: "I think so, but the poison on my husband's body can only be cured by the snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain."

Qingfeng: "Idiot, by the time the snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountain is brought, your husband will be dead long ago, and your empress position will be gone."

Qingfeng patted Xinru's face with the sword, and Xinru shouted in fear: "Don't scratch my face."

Qingfeng's sword pressed on Xinru's neck again: "Do you still miss your face? When your husband dies, you will be the youngest widow in the palace. You know the fate of a widow in this life."

Xinru looked at Qingfeng: "What are you going to do?"

"If you want to get rid of the poison on your husband, the only way to get rid of it is to use his own child's blood as the antidote." Qingfeng said.

"I have a baby, but my husband doesn't have a baby, how can I get rid of the poison." Xinru asked.

"There is a courtyard at the foot of Qingling Mountain, where your husband's antidote is located." Qingfeng said.

"What do you mean, you are explaining clearly." Xinru felt a bad premonition.

"Remember at the foot of Qingling Mountain, hurry up, or your husband's life will be lost." After Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned and left the carriage, as if he had never been here before.

Suddenly Xinru staggered and fell into the carriage, the carriage stopped, the groom opened the soft curtain and shouted hastily: "Princess, we are here, hey, princess, why did you fall in the carriage?"

Rumbling, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, like drums beating on the battlefield. The sound made people panic, and Xinru was lying in the carriage and muttering: "Qingling Mountain, Qingling Mountain, what do you mean, what do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)