lazy queen

Chapter 8

Empress Shengde shook her head, disapproval flashed in her majestic eyes.

Yin Yuan looked at his wife-lord, on that domineering face, there was no warmth from the past, let alone the anger just now, but only the emperor's arbitrariness. At this moment, he understood that what he was facing was no longer that The gentle wife-lord, but the empress of the Tianfeng Dynasty, suddenly felt a burst of coldness, and a pleading expression appeared on her graceful face.

He doesn't want his daughter to be harmed, but are these gifts aimed at him?

A hint of distress flashed in Empress Shengde's eyes, but she did not waver.

Yin Yuan closed his eyes, withdrew his hand, flicked lightly, and sat back on his seat without looking at her again.After more than ten years of husband and wife, he knew her very well. She was a gentle and affectionate wife-lord, and also a cruel and heartless emperor.

In the center of the main hall, Feng Qingya lazily stood up, as if the two sharp silver knives on his neck did not exist, his sleepy eyes stared straight at the blue-faced Special Envoy of Bingyan, taking a rest. Said: "It seems that this whip is not very effective. This king has exhausted all his strength but he didn't even break the clothes of the special envoy. Or..." The corners of his mouth curled up, and he continued: "It's still that the clothes of Bingyan Kingdom are extraordinarily strong. ? If you don’t give me a few sets, I will spare you this time!”

Envoy Bingyan didn't speak this time, probably because he was so angry that he couldn't speak.This whip not only hit her, but also hit her dignity.Lou prostitute's pleasure was used on her, this was a humiliation she had never suffered before!She gritted her teeth, and spit out one word after another with a rage all over her body: "Wind-Qing-Ya!"

As soon as her words fell, the sharp knife on Feng Qingya's neck got a little closer, almost touching the skin of his neck.

"Ya'er!" Yin Yuan suddenly stood up and exclaimed, looking at her daughter with a pale face, unable to sit still any longer, disregarding your gentleman's etiquette, and walked quickly towards her daughter.

Hearing this, Feng Qingya turned around, the sharp blade slid a shallow mark on her neck, blood seeped out from it, she frowned and looked at her anxious father, trying to get rid of the eyesore on her neck Unexpectedly, he found two pairs of probing eyes.

She shifted her gaze, and then found that the two people on the throne and the throne above the main hall were looking at her with the same inquiring eyes, Feng Qingya suddenly realized that she seemed to have walked into a trap unknowingly , a trap that could ruin her rice bug plan.

Feng Qingya lowered his eyes, very annoyed.It seemed that the past few years of easy life had completely obliterated her vigilance.

Yin Yuan looked at the bloodstain on her daughter's neck, and could no longer worry about the so-called identity and the overall situation. She waved her sleeves, her expression turned cold, and Ling Ran shouted: "Let go of my daughter!"

"Father, save me..." Feng Qingya's complexion changed quickly, his laziness turned into panic, and those beautiful eyes immediately filled with tears, which were about to flow down.

In order to climb out of the trap, I had to make my father sad once.

I'm sorry, father...

"Don't be afraid, Ya'er, Father won't let you have trouble!" Seeing the tears in her daughter's eyes, Yin Yuan became more anxious, turned around and knelt down, looked up at the woman on the throne, and begged: "Your Majesty , Ya'er is young, please spare her this time!"

Empress Shengde glanced at the pleading gentleman, then at her daughter with tears in her eyes, shook her head slightly, closed her eyes, clasped her hands on her knees quietly, and then let go, brows With a twist, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, a solemn but heroic shout came from the entrance of the main hall.

"Going up to the palace with a knife, is it true that the special envoy doesn't take my Tianfeng Dynasty seriously?"

In the back seat, Queen Feng, who had been silent all this time, could not help but lower her eyes when she heard this familiar voice.

Outside the Chengde Hall, stood a woman, about twenty years old, wearing a purple dress with a long sword hanging from her waist, her eyes were clear, her eyebrows were flying, and she looked a bit like Empress Shengde.

This person is King Jin of the Tianfeng Dynasty.

She stepped into the hall, walking like the wind, decisive and sharp yet elegant.

When Feng Qingya saw someone coming, she raised her eyes slightly, and immediately shouted: "Sister Huang, save me...save me quickly!" The voice was like killing a pig, so he couldn't hear it, and then closed his eyes to rest.

The protagonist is here, and she, the supporting role, should be ready to leave the stage.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this will definitely become a symbol of cowardice.

Feng Mujin heard Feng Qingya's choked cry for help, his clear eyes narrowed, a sharp aura suddenly emerged, and he said in a cold voice: "Let go of my royal sister!"

The special envoy of Bingyan had already guessed who it was the moment she spoke, but... She lowered her eyes and said with a half-smile: "I heard that King Jin and Sister Yawang are deeply in love. When I saw it, it really lived up to its reputation!"

"Yawang is the only royal sister of this king, how could this king not love her!" Feng Mujin said coldly: "It's just that the special envoy came to Tianfeng, I'm afraid it's not to congratulate my royal sister for becoming an adult!"

Special Envoy Bingyan stared at her for a while when he heard the words, then he curled his lips and said with a smile: "This special envoy is indeed here to celebrate King Ya's coming of age." After saying that, he waved his hand.The two sharp knives on Feng Qingya's neck were quickly retracted, and they were retracted into the scabbard at the same time with a "clang".

Seeing this, Yin Yuan hurried forward, took out a handkerchief, covered the blood on her daughter's neck, and smiled gratefully at Feng Mujin.

Feng Mujin smiled back, and then turned to Feng Qingya with worried eyes, only to see her leaning against Xiangui Jun's arms, eyes closed, slightly startled, walked over quickly, held her hand, anxiously He asked: "Ya'er, what's the matter with you?" Then he turned his head and yelled at the palace attendant who was waiting on the side: "Come here, call the imperial doctor!"

When Special Envoy Bingyan saw such a scene, his face darkened a bit, and his thoughts were unclear.

"Jin'er, don't be rude in the hall!" Feng Hou was still sitting on the back seat, her dignified and noble expression seemed a little cold, "Hurry up and salute your mother!"

Hearing this, Feng Mujin raised her eyes to look at her father, her expression extremely worried, "Father, Ya'er..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a big yawn.

Feng Qingya was drowsy, yawned continuously, pouted her mouth and said coquettishly: "Sister Huang, I'm fine, I'm just very tired..." She fell asleep like this, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy.She looked at Feng Mujin, with a tired face and a smile, her gaze involuntarily slipped away from her face, and then floated to the two people sitting upright in the hall without a trace.

"You!" Feng Mujin was angry and helpless, glared at her, then turned around, knelt down on one knee facing Empress Shengde who was leaning on the emperor, and said in salute: "My son is participating in the empress mother and empress father! "

(End of this chapter)