Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 238 Leaving the Mansion
"The third prince wants the throne that much?"

"Yes."

If he doesn't want the throne, what is he doing disguised as a woman?
From birth till now, his father taught him that in order to become a master, he must endure hardships.

So, on the day of his birth, he changed from a baby boy to a baby girl, deceiving everyone.

When he was a child, he once asked his father why he had to dress up as a woman.

His father told him that if he was a man, he would miss the dragon chair under the empress.

I didn't understand it at first, but now I understand it.

For the dragon chair under the empress, for those rights, he has been enduring hardships and strategizing for so many years, how could he fall short after two months?
The light in Yin Feng's eyes changed in an instant, becoming dark.

Those ambitions that were all naked, condensed a little bit, and finally turned into desires that occupied the entire mind.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Zicheng didn't know what to say, he pursed his lips slightly, flipping the scroll with his fingers.

The room was quiet, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

After a while, I heard that voice as clear as a mountain spring saying: "Two months later, this king will take you to the wedding, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room.

Mo Zicheng, who heard his words, was stunned, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

During these days in Prince Xian's mansion, King Xian did not torture him, but served him with good food and drink.

In the past month, his Qianqiu poison would break out, and every time he woke up from the pain until he fainted, he would see King Xian standing in front of the bed.

He knew that whenever Qianqiu's poison flared up, even if he fainted, he would still feel the pain like thousands of ants biting his heart, piercing with needles and knives.

He couldn't bear that kind of pain, but since these days in Prince Xian's Mansion, it's like being in Prince Mu's Mansion. After passing out from the pain every day, he no longer has those heart-piercing pains.

He didn't know why, but he was sure it had something to do with King Xian.

However, he did not forget that King Xian took him captive just to control Yin Qing.

He can't let him succeed, he has to get out of here now, he has to get out!

Thinking of this, Mo Zicheng stretched out his hands to support his chubby belly, and stood up.

The silver-gray cloak on the screen was still the same as before, shaking slightly with the cold wind.

There are guards holding the door outside the door. I am afraid that there must be hidden guards inside and outside the house, right?

He is a man with a big belly, how can he escape safely?
This point really hurt Mo Zicheng's head, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a solution.

In fact, the third prince was too cautious, leaving so many hidden guards around him, he knew it just by hearing the sound.

By the way, there is also Fusheng.

Mo Zicheng turned his head, shook his hand slightly, and immediately held a flute in his palm.

The thin lines on Xiao's body and the inlaid jade are slightly comfortable to hold in the hand.

Mo Zicheng cast a gloomy glance at Fu Sheng, who was glowing with a faint silver light, and then took out a celadon medicine bottle from his bosom.

Pour out two capsules and put them in your mouth, and secretly use your internal force to catalyze them, so that the medicinal effect can be maximized.

As if knowing that he will use this medicine a lot in the future, Qianchen specially stuffed the celadon bottle full of medicine grains into the celadon bottle he gave him.

It's like treating the holy medicine as an ordinary miscarriage medicine. I don't know how precious it is, but I have everything I need.

After waiting for the medicine to completely enter the body, Mo Zicheng put Fusheng on his lips and blew slowly.

Since he had been playing the jade flute for a while since he stayed in the Prince Xian's mansion, not many people paid attention to the sound of the flute.

But Fusheng is extremely powerful, and the player must use a lot of internal strength to play him.

Usually Mo Zicheng is not willing to use Fusheng, because it is a gift from Xiao Mo after all, not a tool for him to kill people.

It's just that everything is unavoidable.

The gentle sound of the flute whirled around the roof, and then weakened in an instant.

The flute sound danced with Mo Zicheng's fingertips, sometimes becoming gentle, sometimes lingering, and sometimes chilling.

Suddenly, just when everyone was silent, Xiao Yin turned into chilling.

A strong murderous intent came.

Immediately afterwards, there were bloodstains flowing from the beams of the house, and the screams of the two guards outside the door.

Seizing the right moment, Mo Zicheng hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

The bloated body made his movements a little sluggish.

He avoided the housekeeper and the servants, and then the guards.

Then ran to the garden.

At this time, Yin Feng, who was already suspicious, was rushing to the room where Mo Zicheng stayed before.

Seeing the scene outside the house, Yin Feng already understood about seven or eight points, and there was still the sound of 'Tata' dripping blood inside the house, Yin Feng flew to bring the person on the beam down.

Immediately, his face became gloomy, and he grabbed the guard who had died silently on the beam, and his dantian was filled with anger.

"Lead someone to search for this king! I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a man with a big belly!"

After finishing speaking, he threw the dead guard on the ground, turned around and walked out the door.

He still didn't believe that Mo Zicheng could fly out of the Xianwang Mansion.

(End of this chapter)