God needle ugly princess

Chapter 350 [365] Ending of Sifang Continent

The autumn wind blows, the night is cold, and the cold moonlight shines on the solemn and solemn Prince Feng's Mansion. Even if there are thousands of bright lights shining on it, it still can't hide the sadness that pervades the entire palace.

White, looking around, the entire palace cannot distinguish other colors except for the combination of white and black.

When the servants in mourning clothes walked through the main hall of the palace, everyone's faces would show grief, and then they bowed respectfully to the mourning hall three times before leaving reluctantly.

In the main hall, low wailing sounds could be heard from time to time, which made the hearts of those who heard it tug together.

Looking around, there is a well-crafted coffin parked in the huge mourning hall. There are two rows of maids in mourning clothes and burning paper money kneeling on the left and right of the coffin. The crying is also coming from their mouths.

Everyone's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and the tips of their noses were red and purple. Obviously, they had been crying for a long time.

Right in front of the coffin, sat a somewhat slovenly man with a decadent spirit, but seeing him holding a wine glass in one hand and stroking the painting on his leg with the other, his lifeless eyes were full of grief: "Yuan'er..."

At this time, his black hair was disheveled, his eyes were dull, his beard was unshaven, and his clothes were wrinkled.

Such a scene made Qingchen and the others who were kneeling beside him turn their faces away, and the majestic men also shed tears of sorrow at this moment.

It was late at night, and the cold wind beat against the open windows, as if playing mourning for this place full of sorrow.

Although the biting cold wind was blowing, the people in the mourning hall didn't seem to feel the cold, they all raised their heads and looked at the portrait of 'smiling like a flower' on the mourning hall.

Princess Feng Lingyuan, that girl who was only 12 years old and in her prime, just left them...

In the painting, although she is black-faced, fat and extremely ugly, she still can't hide her kind and dazzling smile.

Some people are beautiful on the outside, but some people are beautiful from the inside out. Even if the appearance is not satisfactory, when her heart is beautiful to a certain extent, people will subconsciously ignore her flaws.

Lingyuan is such a person, a beautiful woman who conquers Fengwang Palace with her own charm.

"Master, it's late at night, can this subordinate help you down to rest?"

Qing Yu silently hid the pain in her heart, and asked in a hoarse voice to the man in front of him who was still drinking non-stop.

"Yes, sir, we can handle the rest. Tomorrow is the day of the princess's funeral. Take care of your health!"

Qing Ye also looked worriedly at the master who was once high-spirited and domineering. Since the princess left, he has spent all day drinking to soothe his worries. How long can he last like this?
"Don't bother, how can Seventh Brother listen to him now?"

Qingchen glanced at Wei Jie faintly, and then glanced at the ink painting on the mourning hall. The woman in the painting was sitting by the lotus pond and laughing happily. Will they never see such a dazzling smile again?

"But lord, master, he has not closed his eyes for four consecutive days and nights. Tomorrow is the day of the princess's funeral. How can his body bear it?"

The grey-clothed Qingxuan who was silent behind him had no emotion on his grim face, but the worry in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

Qing Chen stared straight at the man in front of him who was already in a trance, but with a straight waist.

"If I had known today, why would you have done so? My sister-in-law has gone now, gone, understand? She will never come back..."

"Do you think you can wash away your guilt towards her by torturing yourself like this? It's too late, it's too late!"

With a "bang", the purple-shirted man who was sitting slumped on the ground threw away his wine glass angrily, and stood up while holding the portrait.

"What did you just say? Hmm? Yes, yes, tell me again..."

The slender hands trembled and raised, slightly blurred eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Qingchen for a moment, deep and unpredictable.

Qingchen looked at the strange brother in front of him, and the anger in his heart exploded instantly. He clenched his fists tightly, with distress and ridicule in his eyes.

"So what if you say it again? Look at what you look like now? Where are your calmness, your wisdom, and your arrogance? Is it useful to sit here and drink in a daze all day long?"

"Sister-in-law, can she come back? Am I wrong? You actually forced your sister-in-law to this point for that woman, and now it's all right, she's dead, are you satisfied? Satisfied?"

Hearing this, Wei Jie raised his jaw slightly, and cast his long and narrow phoenix eyes at the portrait above the mourning hall, showing grief, Yuan'er, her Yuan'er...

Is it really dead and never coming back?

This year, is he really wishful thinking, is he really crazy?

"Who? Dare to trespass on Feng Wang's mansion?"

Just when Wei Jie was staring at the portrait in a daze, several strong winds rushed to his side, and the mourning hall, which was still shrouded in mourning atmosphere, immediately uttered a sharp cry: "Come here, catch the assassin, catch the assassin!" ...."

The maidservants kneeling on both sides of the coffin quickly stood up and ran towards the courtyard. Suddenly, there were four tall and straight masked men in black. It flashed out and instantly surrounded the entire palace.

Wei Jie sneered, turned around slowly, and pushed away the four guardians standing in front of him, "Get out of the way!"

"My lord..." Qing Ye exclaimed, Wei Jie waved his hand indifferently, "Old friends, are you finally willing to come?"

That's right, even though the person in front of him was wearing a face scarf and was wrapped airtightly, but those eyes, he would never forget them.

Are they, are they finally here?
One of the four men in black couldn't help chuckling when he heard Wei Jie's words.

"Since we are old friends, let's stop talking nonsense and get out of the way. We want to take away the person in the coffin."

"Let go of your son-of-a-bitch, my sister-in-law, do you dare to rob me? Open your dog eyes and see where this is before you open your mouth, otherwise I will make you eat and walk around."

When Qing Chen heard this, he threw away his usual gentle and gentle side angrily, and burst out with foul language for the first time.

"Want to take her away? Why don't you step over the king's corpse?"

Wei Jie pushed Qing Chen away, and walked straight past him, his eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, like the coldest ice in winter, extremely gloomy.

However, the corners of the lips of the man in black on the opposite side just smiled slightly, but the smile was not warm.

"Oh? If that's the case, what's the point? Let's do it! We just notified you just now!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. His eyes were full of murderous aura. In an instant, several men in black brandished their sharp swords and stabbed at him...

After a fierce battle——

Looking at the long sword with a cold light on his neck, Wei Jie looked at the man in black in front of him with a gloomy expression, and scolded coldly, "Despicable!"

"Despicable? Hehe, maybe, but this is also the most effective way of fighting. I don't have time to spend here with you. Besides, you, tsk tsk, don't deserve to be my opponent at all!"

With a cold smile, the masked man winked at the people behind him. The four of Qingchen froze as they struggled to resist, and were knocked unconscious by their gorgeousness.

Wei Jie's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, and stared at the man in black in front of him.

"If you want to take her away, kill me first, why do you bother?"

At this moment, apart from sadness, there was more annoyance in his eyes. If he didn't drink, how could his alertness decrease?How can these people succeed?
Yuan'er... Can't I even protect your body?
"Kill you? If we can kill you, we can't wait to cut you into pieces..."

"Remember Wei Jie, you have to live a good life. After three years, someone from your past will come to your door!"

After giving him a meaningful look, the man in black carefully lifted the petite figure out of the coffin, stepped lightly, and disappeared under the night...

Wei Jie watched them leave in a daze, but his eyes were filled with shock.

What do you mean?
Three years later, the old man came to the door?
Yes, is it Lingyuan?

Three years later, Lingyuan will come back to him?

is this real?
When Lingyuan died, his heart also died, but no one knew that he still had a glimmer of hope for luck.

That is to hope that the two people who appeared in Youyue Tower in the past can suddenly appear to surprise him.

But what he never expected was that they appeared, but when they left, they also took her away.

Without even giving him the slightest chance to react, he left.

But now, they told him that after three years, an old friend would come to his door.

Does this mean that Lingyuan probably won't die?

Will Lingyuan come back to him alive?
Thinking of this, Wei Jie became excited.

After Qingchen and the others woke up, what they saw was Wei Jie who was smiling terribly. The princess's body was taken away. Why did their prince become so weird?
Could it be that he has gone mad?

"Brother Seven, are you okay?"

Wei Jie burst into tears with excitement, he turned around, cried and laughed at Qing Chen, "I'm fine, what can I do? It's okay, it's okay, get up, get up, tidy up, and put everything away Yes, I have withdrawn them all."

Qingchen: "Withdrawn?"

"Lingyuan will not die. She is my king's Princess Feng. She will come back sooner or later. I will wait for her and wait for her return."

"But my lord, the emperor has already announced to the world that Princess Feng is already dead!"

With a sound of "bang", Qing Chen was kicked by Wei Jie and fell to the ground fiercely. Under Wei Jie's crazy red eyes, he vomited blood in a mouthful of 'poof': "Seven, Brother Seven!"

"Remember, this king's concubine is not dead, she is not dead, let me tell you that from now on, no one in the Fengwang mansion can mention the word 'death' again, Fengwangfei is not dead, she is still alive, listen clearly ?"

"Violators, behead!"

Wei Jie came back to life, as if he woke up overnight. Not only did he regain his former demeanor, he even went to Shangguan Qingxi to ask for his appearance to be restored.

No one could understand, one second ago there was news that Feng Wang was getting depressed because of the death of Princess Feng, how come the next second, after Princess Feng's body was robbed, he cheered up instead?

Could it be that His Royal Highness Feng Wang lost his mind because the body was robbed?
But with the outbreak of King Feng's battle with the king, no one dared to say that he was insane. Instead, under the warnings of King Feng one after another, people deeply remembered the Princess Feng who had the shortest reign in history—— Ling kite.

　The beginning chapter is a must, so I included it.An extra [-] words is free today, and in the future as long as I have time, I will post more, and I will slowly free up the [-]-[-] words!
　　At this point, the Sifang Continent chapter is over, and the Dragon Empire chapter is next.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)