daughter in power

Chapter 2
Sanshui, no, it should be Feng Qiqi's first step into the palace gate, which attracted the attention of the palace full of beauties.

Without him, tonight would have been Feng Qiqi's first night in the palace.The old emperor was overjoyed, and before he could meet her, he canonized her as a fourth-rank beauty.

Although he doesn't have a title, he has reached the sky in one step, so it's inevitable that he won't make people envious and jealous.

In particular, after the canonization banquet, the old emperor went drunk to Feng Qiqi's small courtyard, turned off the lights, took off his clothes, and prepared to do some human affairs.

But tonight, at the fifteenth day of Zhengzheng, it should be the servant of the middle palace as usual.

For the sake of auspiciousness, Qin Tianjian was willing to flatter his horse, so he chose such a good day.

It is indeed a good day.

The new concubine resisted to the death, the empress was jealous, and the concubines and concubines were uneasy. It happened that the king led the army to attack, forcing the old emperor to fight in night.

"Don't kneel down yet!"

When he scolded, it was the Queen who made the noise.

Raising his eyes, Feng Qiqi looked into the distance, only seeing the queen's white hair gleaming at the temples.

It is heard that the queen is the emperor's childhood sweetheart.

But seeing the new man laugh, the old man weeps when he hears it.

She suddenly felt that only the ancients could understand these sour ancient poems.

At least she, the most impatient with this.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing her disdain, the queen almost went crazy.

In this Jade Kingdom, as long as the queen is here, no one would dare to disrespect the queen.

Obviously, the concubine who has just entered the palace is arrogant and does not recognize the current situation.

A concubine stepped forward and pulled Feng Qiqi's skirt, trying to force her to kneel down.

Feng Qiqi coldly brushed away the hands of those who came, and sneered, "Don't you want to pray for blessings? It hasn't started yet!"

As soon as the words came out, the whole hall was shocked, as if they had heard some explosive news.

"Feng Qiqi, you bitch, how dare you pretend to be dumb for 13 years! Someone, bring her here, I will cut off her tongue with my own hands!"

The queen went crazy, pointing at Feng Qiqi and yelling hysterically.

Feng Qiqi had a vague smile on his lips, and glanced at the furious faces of the concubines, and said loudly: "The wolf soldiers of the Great Xia Kingdom are outside, and you only want to deal with me?"

There were chaotic footsteps outside the palace gate, it seemed that the wolf soldiers from Great Xia Kingdom had arrived.

Everyone followed the prestige, and suddenly there were countless torches in the dark imperial garden, and there were vague figures.

"No, I don't want to die..." A beautifully made concubine screamed suddenly, and ran towards the palace gate with a "whoosh".

Feng Qiqi sideways avoided, watching her rush out of Huanyi Palace, towards the night of fire.

Then, someone pierced his heart with a sword.

At the end of the bright sword is the man's slender and white hand.

Under the firelight, a bright green ring on that hand was showing off a dazzling light.

The next second, the bloody sword was raised high by this hand, and the ferocious wolf soldier rushed over in an instant.

The queen exclaimed: "Your Majesty, where is Your Majesty?"

No one answered, and her voice was finally drowned out by the fleeing figures.

Feng Qiqi looked at the figure with messy eyes, turned around and raised her head.

In the eastern sky, the dark sky is gradually turning pale.

I don't know when, the sky turned out to be bright.

A round of rising sun is trying to pass through the layers of fog.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Open it again, and it is already full of rays of light, shining everywhere.

It is obviously a tragic national collapse, but Zensheng seems to be reborn from ashes?
She shook her head, sighed, sneered, and jumped out of the palace gate in one step.

Dexterously avoiding the fighting guards of the two armies, he ran up to the vermilion pillar behind him like a cat.

After only two or three ups and downs, she hid in a dark corner of the side hall.

After King Xiaoyang captured the concubine of Yu Kingdom and the elite soldiers of Daxia left here, she sneaked out of the palace and rescued her father Feng Liulang who was imprisoned in death row.

In this way, it is auspicious.

A trace of tired indifference was condensed in Feng Qiqi's dark blue eyes, she looked blankly at the distant battlefield full of killing sounds.

This nonsense time travel allowed her to experience being shot dead by her subordinates, being molested by the old man, and witnessing the destruction of the Yu Kingdom.

Could it be that she has been a human being in two lives, can't she be happy for a while?
She spat and inadvertently touched the dagger in her sleeve.

This sharp dagger inlaid with pink sapphires was the only gift given to her by her biological father, Feng Rokuro, one month before she entered the palace.

The timid and cowardly Feng Qiqi was tortured to death by the old emperor on his first night in the palace.

Sanshui, who came across, occupied her body, borrowed her name, and continued her soul.

By the way, took her dagger.

It is indeed a good self-defense weapon.

No wonder Sanshui saw it under the bed at a glance.

Using such a dagger to protect people close to Feng Qiqi and kill those who hurt Feng Qiqi seems to be the only mourning for the souls of the dead.

Sanshui never liked to take advantage of others.

"My lord, Li Suyun, Empress of the Yu Country, hit a pillar to seek her death, and has already passed out."

The battle outside Huanyi Palace was coming to an end. Under the steps, a tall guard in rust-red armor was clasping his fists to report.

Feng Qiqi looked across the vermilion eaves, on the steps opposite to the guards, there was a man standing with his hands behind his back.

He was wearing a dark Chinese dress and a snow-white fox fur that dragged the floor, standing casually under the corridor.

Although the face cannot be seen, it still gives people the illusion that they dare not look directly.

King Xiaoyang?
Feng Qiqi thought, it must be.

(End of this chapter)