Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 436

heard.

Feng Wushang looked at Murong, who was in his arms, with a normal expression, and said for a long time, "Soldiers are here to cover up the water and soil, Wushang's talents are ignorant, and he didn't have a good plan for a while. The crown prince is a great talent, and he must have a plan in his chest."

Although he said so in his mouth, he was disdainful in his heart.

The Xishan royal family is strong outside but incapable, and after a battle, it will definitely collapse, but he doesn't want to intervene directly, but waits for the Xishan royal family to give him everything.

Because this might be a war between him and Baili Yuhua.

And he wanted to win.

But the dignitaries around, after hearing Feng Wushang's answer, all showed expressions of panic, if even Patriarch Feng had no idea at this time, wouldn't Xishan be facing catastrophe.

In fact, even they themselves had to admit sadly that Xishan Mountain already belonged to Feng's family.

It's just that the Feng family didn't bother to replace it.

"Does Patriarch Feng know that his lips are dead and his teeth are cold?"

The smile on Prince Xiyue's face was a bit stiff and forced.

But Feng Wushang stopped talking, and went directly to his tent, Murong Jiujiu's body was at best just for watching the fun.

Feng Wushang also planned to accompany her, but just as the two of them sat down, a message came from outside the door that it was the Xishan Emperor's invitation.

Feng Wushang knew that Emperor Xiyue was in a hurry, but he didn't want to pay attention to it right away, but he couldn't bear Emperor Xiyue's three urgings and four urgings, which made Murong annoyed for a long time, so Feng Wushang had no choice but to get up and go.

Now, she was left alone in the camp.

After staying alone for a while, Murong Jiujiu felt bored, let Qingyan lead him to walk in the snow outside the tent, looking at the vast blue sky above his head.

Compared with the Qixia Hall in the Feng family's square sky, it feels more vast.

Probably in her bones, she just likes the vastness, so Murong Jiujiu had a great time playing in the snow.

"Mother."

At this time, the figure of a woman came over.

Murong Jiujiu was making a snowman with Qingyan, when he turned around, he saw a woman behind her, standing with a sword in her hand, female guards are rare in Feng's house, not to mention there was a slanting scar on this woman's face.

So Murong Jiujiu immediately recognized that she had appeared beside Wushang, but the way he looked at her was rather strange every time.

"It's Miss Qi'er," Qing Yan also greeted.

Feng Qi'er looked solemn, carefully concealing the gloom that flashed in her eyes, and said: "The head of the family is in the hunting ground ahead, and he specially ordered me to come and pick up the mistress."

Not many people know about the grievances between Feng Qi'er and Murong Jiujiu, so Qingyan didn't have too much suspicion.

"Then let's go quickly, don't keep Wushang waiting."

Murong Jiujiu has no memory of Feng Qi'er, and there is a straightforward smile on his face.

"it is good……"

Soon the carriage was brought, but Feng Qi'er dismissed the groom who was driving the carriage, and drove the carriage towards the hunting ground by herself. Although Qingyan in the carriage felt strange, she didn't recall it right away.

Because she never believed that Feng Qi'er had betrayed Feng's family.

However, this time she was obviously wrong in her judgment.

The carriage arrived at the hunting ground very quickly, but there was no lively scene as expected, no royal guards, and no Feng family members, instead, it was quiet and deserted.

"Miss Qi'er, here..."

Qingyan finally reacted and lifted the curtain of the car violently, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for her was not Feng Qi'er's explanation, but a dagger directly inserted into Qingyan's abdomen, bleeding immediately.

"you……"

Qingyan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Feng Qi'er gave a sinister smile, and pushed the injured Qingyan off the galloping carriage with one palm, and rolled into the thick snow, while the carriage immediately made a circle on the barren hunting ground, stopped.

The car curtain was blown by the cold wind of the hunting ground.

Faintly revealed Murong Jiujiu's face inside, but she didn't seem to be panicked as expected, she only looked at Feng Qi'er outside the car with a pair of black and white clear eyes.

There is a kind of coolness in the Qing Dynasty.

It seemed that he was so dull that he didn't know what was going on.

"Bitch, today I will let you die in the wilderness..."

Ever since Murong Jiujiu fell into the water and lost her memory, Feng Qi'er had no chance to contact her again, but as Murong Jiujiu became more and more favored, Feng Qi'er didn't know whether it was because of hatred or jealousy.

Why can this woman have all kinds of happiness, but they can only be driven by others like dogs, and no one will care half of them when they die.

This is not the first time that Feng Qi'er has been extreme to a certain extent.

She pulled out the Qingfeng in her hand in an instant, stabbing Murong Jiujiu's body in the car, she will not kill her immediately, she will let her die bit by bit, tortured.

However, her plan was the same as last time, and it didn't work out.

Before the blade in his hand touched the curtain of the carriage, a thin bamboo tube flew from a distance with a whoosh, piercing straight into Feng Qi'er's waist like a ferocious one.

The hollow bamboo tube is like a leak, and the blood leaks out along the bamboo tube.

"what……"

Feng Qi'er screamed, staggered in the snow and barely stood still.

When she turned around, she saw a short figure on the snowy slope not far away, disappearing in a flash.

But her danger at this moment is not behind, but in front.

In front of the carriage, at some point, there was another straight and slender figure. He was wearing the clothes of an ordinary royal guard, but his demeanor and face were rare in the world.

It is like poetry and painting, like the most expensive and magnificent treasure in the world.

Just one glance gives a sense of being unattainable, but now this person is full of murderous intent towards her, and that kind of low and majestic thing is coming head-on.

While Feng Qi'er felt the crisis, she also felt the despair of death.

What a scary man.

But the last bit of reason made Feng Qi'er suddenly grin, and with her remaining strength, she slashed the horse's butt with a sword, and immediately the quiet carriage started to run like crazy.

But she was slammed into the hillside behind by the sudden running carriage, and she might not survive.

"Ajiu."

A familiar and excited call came from the wind.

Inexplicably, people's heartstrings beat violently, with the heart in the chest as the center, all the cells and blood began to flow violently.

It seemed that some dead things began to boil slowly in this cry.

Until Murong Jiujiu, who was bumping in the carriage, finally turned around, and saw the man stepping on the snow without a trace in the snow-like world, and those on foot chased after him.

It's like looking at thousands of years.

Murong Jiujiu's whole body was like a clay sculpture, he just sat there blankly, letting the carriage under him bump and rumble.

"boom……"

The carriage finally crashed into a snowy slope, one became unsteady, and the whole body rolled over.

There was a violent neighing sound of horseshoes in the distance, led by Feng Wushang, they chased after him in an instant, when she could clearly see that the carriage that Murong Jiujiu was sitting in had rolled down the snowy slope.

The whole person suddenly went crazy, and followed closely behind.

(End of this chapter)