daughter in power

Chapter 5 Poor life experience

"Snapped."

Feng Qiqi's thin and slender palm crushed a corner of the threshold.

Standing in the spotless snow, King Xiaoyang turned his head and frowned upon hearing the sound.

She raised her head, her angrily eyes were like icicles hanging under the eaves in the cold moon, crystal clear but very cold.

Such eyes, without a hint of emotion, are silent provocations.

King Xiaoyang stared at her coldly, his gaze passed over her delicate eyebrows, indifferent eyes, and pretty nose, and he leaped out with one step, and laid his sword across her neck.

A cold sword trembled against the north wind, flashing a moving brilliance.

It was Chunshui's sword.

The sword light is compelling, as is the man's cold gaze.

Feng Qiqi looked at each other indifferently, with the same gaze.

After a full three seconds, King Xiaoyang suddenly abandoned the soft sword, stepped back, and said coldly: "You only have a quarter of an hour. Clothes and sword, choose one. After a quarter of an hour, the king needs Got a reply."

He turned around coldly, looked up at the hazy sky, frowned and said: "Send Li Suyun and others to the palace first, and tell Zhang Yeting that the king will arrive soon."

This is a compromise.

A quarter of an hour is not long, but it is enough for a killer.

In front of the dressing table inlaid with a large glass mirror, Feng Qiqi stared at her plain face in the mirror, and suddenly said: "I want to dress up to meet the prince."

The woman in white was stunned, and imperceptible waves appeared on her indifferent face. She went forward with her makeup box and began to make up for her.

A quarter of an hour later, the sky was bright, and the warm morning sun poured in from the open window of Xiaoxuan.

The shadows of the sun are mottled, and the delicate lines of the plum blossoms are carefully traced, which are clearly projected under the Linghua window.

Feng Qiqi stared at Han Mei's shadow and stood up.

Outside the door, King Xiaoyang stepped up the steps on time.

One was dressed in colorful neon clothes and stood inside the door, and the other was dressed in snow-white fox fur and stood under the porch.

For another three seconds, they stared at each other silently.

"Have you figured it out?" King Xiaoyang spoke first, his bewitching eyes trembled slightly.

Feng Qiqi's lips, which were painted with bright red ointment, parted gently, and said silently: "Yes."

King Xiaoyang's face turned cold, and he turned around and retreated.There was a hint of sullenness in his posture.

She doesn't understand his anger.

She raised her eyes, stared at the bluestone road covered with thin snow, and suddenly threw something.

"Bangdang."

The dagger fell to the ground with a dull sound, causing a certain prince to turn his head again.

Looking straight into his eyes, Feng Qiqi stepped down and stopped outside the steps.His eyes flicked over the dagger on the thin snow, and then at his eyebrows.

Just waiting for an answer from him.

She needs to know the whereabouts of her father Furokuro.

The dagger was a gift from her father.

King Xiaoyang came to kidnap her, he would not have known about it.

And at this moment, she is in an unknown house in the Great Xia Kingdom, so where is her father, Feng Liulang?
The small courtyard is quiet, and one can hear the soft melting of the snow on the plum trees, and the soft rustling of melting snowflakes falling to the ground.

The cold wind lifted her skirt that dragged the ground, drawing chaotic traces on the thin snow.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Just when Feng Qiqi thought he didn't intend to answer her, the prince opposite spoke.

His voice was still cold and lazy.

"When the king invaded the imperial city of the Jade Kingdom, Feng Liulang tried to stop the king's million elite soldiers from entering the city with a weak body, but was beheaded by the king with a sword."

He paused slightly, raised his eyelids, glanced at Feng Qiqi's face, and said calmly: "Right now, Feng Liulang's body is probably still hanging above the city gate of Yuguo. The winter moon weather is not so rotten." Unbearable."

He spoke calmly, as if he was not talking about the life and death of others at all, but just casually chatted about the weather.

Unfortunately, he probably forgot that she was born as Feng Liulang's legitimate daughter, how heartbroken she must be upon hearing this.

The cold wind blows in an instant.

The warm morning sun disappeared behind the clouds in an instant.

The whistling wind blows through the fluttering skirts, making rustling noises.

Feng Qiqi's eyes are as cold as ice.

King Xiaoyang raised his sword eyebrows and spoke leisurely.

"You can be relieved. Although your father was buried under the sword, Lingtang and Lingmei are living very well. This time the Great Xia Kingdom broke the Yu Kingdom, thanks to the news of Lingmei Fengyue. Three days ago, the son of the general Lin Shinan Lin Weian , have brought Fengyue mother and daughter back to Liuhuo City, and moved into Lin Mansion."

There was an unspeakable lightness in his words.

It seemed that Feng Qiqi was indeed told the great news.

In this way, it was just worth the sadness of her father's loss.

However, when Feng Qiqi heard the words, she clenched her fist in the sleeve instantly.

Feng Liulang is dead, but Cui Lingqiao and Fengyue are alive.

Live so neatly and arrogantly.

In 13 years, 13 years in a row, the entire trajectory of Fengfu was reversed, and all the lives of the Feng family were changed.

Thirteen years ago, if it wasn't for the mother's maid, Cui Lingqiao, who seduced her father, Feng Liulang, and took advantage of her mother's injury and illness, and made a big fuss in Fengfu while she was pregnant, how could her mother die of anger?

If it weren't for Cui Lingqiao's clever words, Jiu would occupy the magpie's nest and become "Mrs. Feng".How could Feng Qiqi, as a prostitute, live alone in the woodshed for 13 years?

If it wasn't for Cui Lingqiao's daughter, Fengyue, who was so jealous that she would occupy everything that belonged to Feng Qiqi since she was a child, and even hated her to the bone.

How could Feng Qiqi be forcibly sent to the palace to sleep with an old man in his sixties while Feng Liulang was being imprisoned in death row while he was waiting to be married?

It took this pair of femme fatale mother and daughter 13 years to transform an innocent and pampered lady into a cowardly and dumb girl who is as humble as dust.

The poor dumb girl, who finally waited for the wedding day, thought that she could escape the sea of ​​suffering, but when her biological father was detained and died in prison, she was forced into the palace again by the two.

In the end, he died under the crotch of an old man.

Everything was caused by Feng Qiqi's concubine Cui Lingqiao and concubine Fengyue.

However, the Xiaoyang King in front of him, with a hint of congratulations, flatly recounted their prosperity.

Telling about the misery of his father Feng Liulang, about the disintegration of the Yu Kingdom, and her Feng Qiqi's embarrassment.

Although, she is actually not the original Feng Qiqi.

But when she traveled here, she inherited all of Feng Qiqi's memories.

How could her heart not be angry.

To what extent is it necessary to be vicious to be able to deliver news to the enemy country, put relatives to death, disregard family and country, and only want to enjoy comfort and enjoyment?
How vicious do you have to be so that when your biological father and husband die, you can happily settle in a wealthy family and enjoy the shocking glory?
Who is the general Lin Shinan?

The Great Xia Kingdom, the first empire in the mainland of Kyushu, is a first-rank military official.

Compared with Feng Liulang, a fifth-rank civil servant in the small jade country, he is naturally richer by too many levels.

It's really priceless.

It happens to be unattainable.

Sure enough, only when Fengyue colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, Lin Wei'an would bring her into Lin's residence.

Such chips are naturally enough.

Her hands covered in her sleeves were almost hot.

……

The carriage drove out of the small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, wind Qiqi looked out from the glass window, and I always felt that the flowers, trees, pavilions and stones all seemed familiar.

However, it was difficult for her to figure out where this feeling came from.

Surrounded by corridors, winding forest gardens, a pair of snow-white foxes line the pool.Gululu's eyes looked around.

She raised her eyebrows, and for a moment, she felt that this place was a fresh paradise far away from the world.

However, in the next second, a huge vulture was seen rushing over the lake, its gray feathers covered the sky and the sun, and one could smell the blood on its body from a long distance away.

"dumb……"

With a scream, the vulture ruthlessly pecked the white fox's head, and pecked the two dexterous white foxes to death on the spot.

Blood splashed all over the ground, staining the low bushes covered with snow by the lake red.

After confirming the tragic death of the white fox, the vulture flapped its wings excitedly, settled next to the fox corpse, and began to enjoy the delicious food one after another.

It felt like an elegant young lady, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop at three o'clock in the afternoon, slowly tasting a small bowl of ice cream.

Leisurely and cozy.

The picture was so weird that Feng Qiqi was speechless for a moment.

King Xiaoyang watched her smooth side face, looked over the car window, looked at the vultures preying wantonly by the lake, and reached out to caress a corner of the car wall.

Dressed in white, the woman quickly jumped out from the front of the frame, and arrived at the lakeside in two or three steps.

Hearing the sound, the vulture raised its head and saw the white figure of the woman, with an exaggeratedly long beak. It flapped its wings and flew towards the center of the lake with a "wow".

Left in vain, the bloody corpse of the white fox.

The woman in white flitted back, and from the corner of her eye, she inadvertently glanced at the window with the azure car curtain, and her expression changed slightly.

The woman still fell back in front of the frame, raised her whip, and said loudly, "Drive!"

The horse was under pressure and ran fast, and the other carriages behind the carriage also accelerated.

Half an hour later, the car entered the city gate.

Feng Qiqi stretched out her slender fingers, raised the car curtain, and looked out the car window.

On the three-foot-high tower, guards in rust-red battle armor stood majestically.

Everyone had swords hanging from their waists, and their faces were cold.

In front of the wide door opening, there are guards lined up on both sides, checking the horses and carriages entering the city one by one.

On the city gate, there are three huge blood-red seal characters, eye-catching.

Flowing Fire City.

She blinked and bowed her head.

King Xiaoyang looked directly at her brightly made-up cheeks, snorted coldly, and after humming, he raised his voice, "Has the prince arrived yet?"

The car door was opened from the outside, and the woman in white raised the curtain with low eyebrows and said respectfully: "The prince has arrived at the epicenter gate, and after a stick of incense, he will go to the Qianzhong gate."

King Xiaoyang lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Father, have you set off from Jiaohua Temple?"

"Yes."

King Xiaoyang waved his hand indifferently, and said indifferently: "The hour of a stick of incense."

Feng Qiqi didn't understand.

The woman in white already understood.

She slowly lowered the curtain of the car, closed the door, and drove the carriage away at a high speed. With the whip raised high, she lightly reprimanded: "Be sure to arrive at Qianzhong Gate within an hour of incense sticks. Your Majesty is still waiting to see the beauty!"

The accompanying guards rode their horses like flying, and said loudly: "Here."

As the convoy was running, a woman could be heard faintly crying from the carriage behind.

Feng Qiqi closed her eyes, waiting for a chance encounter at Qianzhongmen.

"boom."

The huge impact sound startled flying snow all over the ground, and the horse galloped back to the sky and neighed in shock.

The carriage shook violently, making it difficult to move forward.

She tugged on the seat tightly, but still nearly hit the roof of the car.

King Xiaoyang looked at her embarrassed posture indifferently, curled his lips and said, "Jiuqu Dan, it's really good." After finishing his sentence, he kicked open the car door.

On the long street, there was no one there, except for Flying Snow and a masked man in black.

I don't know when, it snowed again.

The solitary man in black stood in the white snow holding a sharp sword, his eyes full of death.

Enemy of King Xiaoyang?

(End of this chapter)