daughter in power

Chapter 6 Setting Up a Bureau ([-])

"Miss Feng."

The leading man in black opened his mouth first, and shouted forcefully: "The general misses you very much, and specially ordered the last general to come and rescue you."

Feng Qiqi raised her eyebrows, everyone who knew her was in Yu Country.

This place is Liuhuo City, the capital of the Great Xia Emperor, yet someone can call her by her name?
General?

Which general of the Yu Kingdom, after his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed, was still thinking about her life.

She poked her eyes out, trying to see the face of the man in black clearly.

However, the ink-colored sleeves suddenly blocked her entire vision.

Immediately afterwards, the azure car curtain hung down, covering the wind and snow outside, and also covering the morale of the general in black.

Feng Qiqi's eyes flickered, staring at King Xiaoyang's sleeve.

King Xiaoyang's expression was normal, he withdrew his hand to put down the car curtain, his eyes were flat.

She gave him a hard look, but in exchange for an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips.

The ink-colored sleeves were raised again, and the slender and white hands were passed out, as if they were about to touch her fair and delicate face.

She was about to step back, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

He withdrew his hand coldly, turned his head to look out of the car window, and said flatly, "Kill it."

"Here."

Outside the car, the woman in white heard the answer and jumped off the frame.

In the next second, the sound of darts breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

With one sound, all hit the sharp blade.

The two fought with weapons, the scene was fierce, and the rest of King Xiaoyang's subordinates just watched from the sidelines.

Inside the car, Xiaoyang Wang slowly stroked the Yingbi ring on his ring finger, looked at Feng Qiqi who was thousands of miles away from others, and said softly: "Let's go."

The horse neighed and jumped out quickly, and the convoy was still galloping towards the dry middle gate.

Feng Qiqi leaned against the wall of the car coldly, and slowly lowered her eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, countless feathered arrows shot from all directions, nailing into the wall of the car.

Feng Qiqi's water eyes trembled, and he saw the densely packed snow-bright arrow tips on the wall of the car behind King Xiaoyang.

The soldier in black was not alone, obviously, he also brought a team of elite soldiers.

During the moment when he blocked King Xiaoyang, elite soldiers from Yu Kingdom quietly surrounded the convoy.

They are undoubtedly great.

Feathers and arrows were as dense as locusts, and the sound of killing exploded in an instant. The horses were all shot to death, and blood gushed out all over the ground, splashing the conspicuous black eagle pattern on the carriage.

Black vulture, the logo of King Xiaoyang.

Xiaoyang Wang Yaoyi's face was as calm as water, he pulled Feng Qiqi's slender arm, and said gloomyly: "Xuanyuan Zhi is quite courageous."

After finishing his sentence, he embraced Feng Qiqi's slender waist, leaped out of the car with one step towards the sky.

Outside the car, arrows rained all over the sky.

In the distance, a woman in white danced her sleeves wildly, and countless darts were shining coldly, shooting directly at the general in black.

Feng Qiqi noticed that the general's arm was already wounded, and his broadsword had already fallen into the muddy snow.

Today's rescue may be difficult.

Her eyes trembled, and in the next second, the dart of the woman in white had already shot straight at the throat of the general in black.

The general was startled, turned sideways to dodge but never dodged.

The throat suddenly burst like a torrent, and hot blood gushed out in an instant.

died.

Feng Qiqi's heart skipped a beat, and before he had time to take a second look, he landed lightly with King Xiaoyang.

King Xiaoyang didn't let go of the big hand around her waist, but the other hand seemed to be unintentionally grabbing a feathered arrow in the air, and threw it out lightly.

An elite soldier from Yu Kingdom fell down.

She was startled, but he didn't realize it, and grabbed the feather arrows flying in the air one after another, throwing them casually one by one.

Then, one after another, elite soldiers from the Jade Kingdom fell.

But in just tens of seconds, the men in black on the long street fell to the ground.

The ground was full of feather arrows, which were randomly inserted into the corpses, gradually covered by the wind and snow.

If she is said to be a top killer, then King Xiaoyang is undoubtedly her top opponent.

Feng Qiqi didn't know how he could practice such a murderous ability when he was sitting on the sky.

Sure enough, it was a strange enemy.

While thinking about it, the big hand around her waist suddenly loosened.

She staggered and nearly fell.

King Xiaoyang didn't support her.

Instead, back away.

The next moment, at the other end of the long street, a group of ocher-yellow guards suddenly rushed out.

Each armor is gorgeous, majestic, and imposing.

Feng Qiqi looked against the wind and snow, and saw a man wearing ocher-yellow soft armor and a moon-white cloak galloping towards him.

The man had kind eyes, his temples were stained with snowflakes, and he had a very gentle and modest demeanor.

Who can appear in such a costume in the imperial capital of the Great Xia Kingdom, except for the crown prince?
She lowered her eyes, and her cold fingers finally felt warm.

On the long street, only the sound of horses stepping on the blue stone can be heard for a while.

After a while, the ocher and yellow soldiers rushed towards him, and the subordinates of King Xiaoyang knelt down to salute.

On the quiet street, only King Yu Xiaoyang and Feng Qiqi stood proudly.

The prince leaped down, his eyes glanced at Xiaoyang Wang Yaoyi's handsome face, and an imperceptible trace of disdain frowned between his brows.

Then, look at Feng Qiqi in a blink of an eye.

After a glance, he was stunned.

He was stunned for about ten seconds before his eyes trembled, and suddenly he turned his head to look into King Xiaoyang's eyes, and said with a smile, "Wang brother seems to have met an assassin?"

His voice is gentle, and his face is also gentle. Standing side by side with King Xiaoyang, he seems to be a person from two worlds.

One is in the abyss of ice and snow, and the other is in the shadow of the sun.

It's a pity that Feng Qiqi could hear a hint of cunning from that warm-looking voice.

King Xiaoyang showed disdain, and didn't seem to hear any difference: "A mere assassin, nothing to worry about. But..."

With a serious expression on his face, he frowned and said loudly: "Isn't it a coincidence that the crown prince arrived just as the king met the assassin?"

The cold moon weather, the howling wind and snow, is a normal person, and probably hides in the carriage to avoid the cold and snow.

How could he lead his bodyguards and gallop like a prince?

As soon as these words came out, the meaning was far-reaching.

The prince's face changed when he heard the words, and he laughed loudly: "Where is the brother talking? I just arrived at the epicenter gate, and I heard that you were besieged by assassins, so I came here to rescue you."

What a brotherly love, but unfortunately King Xiaoyang didn't buy it.

"It took as little as a quarter of an hour to reach the epicenter gate. It took less than a quarter of an hour for these assassins to die. The prince is really good at it, and he can predict the foresight!"

King Xiaoyang's face was cold, and his words were harsh and mean. He had an extraordinary handsome face, showing indifference and disdain.

A dignified prince, he can't even keep a trace of dignity with him.

The prince's eyes flashed, and his face met with innocence, he didn't know how to answer the words.

He struggled for a long time, then suddenly took a step closer to King Xiaoyang, and laughed loudly: "Brother Wang knows the heart of being a brother best. This..."

He casually glanced at Feng Qiqi, and said in a low voice: "Father is still in Jiaohua Temple, and won't be back for a while. How about...let Brother Wei send her to the palace on your behalf?"

It takes at least a quarter of an hour to enter the palace, and at least an hour to enter the imperial study.

In an hour, a man and a woman in a carriage can do a lot of things.

King Xiaoyang looked at the prince coldly, and looked at the man in front of him who was known as the most romantic and talented man in Liuhuo City, his lips curled up coldly.

He took a step back and said calmly: "I have been working hard all the way, and I haven't rested for several days. I am exhausted. Since the crown prince is willing to do it for me, I am naturally willing."

He waved his hand coldly, and said loudly: "The prince, please send the concubine of Yu Kingdom to the palace and return to the mansion."

"Here." All the subordinates responded in unison and retreated.

The woman in white jumped up and held Feng Qiqi's arm.

Feng Qiqi was startled.

She was stunned, but King Xiaoyang squinted over, teasingly said: "Thank you, Prince?" The tone was bossy, like a tall master.

Feng Qiqi raised her head with an angry expression on her face.

King Xiaoyang seemed to have never seen him.

The prince rolled his eyes, laughed maliciously and said: "If the beauty really wants to thank you, haha..." He was proud and said to Huang Bingwei, "Hurry up and return to the palace!"

There was a lot of laughter, and on the other side of the long street, there was a brand-new carriage passing quietly.

It was already prepared.

Feng Qiqi's eyes flashed, but the woman in white secretly used her strength to hold her to the carriage.

The ochre-yellow car curtain was opened, pearl tassels hung in front of the window, and several delicate pastries were placed on the small tea table, which seemed to be just for her.

She turned her head, but the curtain of the car had been lowered, covering the warmth of the car.

Outside the car, a dark and jerky voice came from the woman in white: "If you can win the favor of the prince, it will be easier than competing for favor in the harem. Yu Country is broken, Miss Feng, don't worry."

There was a bit of cold tenderness in the woman's voice for no reason.

She didn't lift her eyelids, nor opened her mouth.

The woman in white seemed to know that she was dumb and couldn't speak, so she lowered her voice even more, and said sadly, "My name is Qiushuang."

After one word, there was no more sound.

Feng Qiqi's eyes trembled, he stretched out his hand to open the curtains, and saw King Xiaoyang riding his horse back in the distance.

In the snowstorm, the sound of his horse's hooves fell into the air, and Qiushuang followed him.

With a flash of her gaze, behind her, the ocher-yellow car curtain had been lifted from the outside.

The crown prince leaned into his upper body with a smile, and said kindly and triumphantly, "Beauty, you really deserve the title of No. [-] in the Jade Kingdom."

As soon as I stretched out my hand and pressed her white chin, I wanted to kiss Fangze.

The emperor was not in the palace, the crown prince stole the crown prince of Xiaoyang, and got her virginity for nothing, it really is both perfect and beautiful.

In today's round, the crown prince had a good plan, so why not King Xiaoyang?
Emperor Wuwei was returning to the palace from Jiaohua Temple, and he naturally received the news that King Xiaoyang sent the concubines of Yu Kingdom to the palace.

In fact, Emperor Wuwei must have known that Feng Qiqi was ruined the first night he became a concubine, and he was not broken.

Emperor Wuwei was close to his destiny, and in his prime of life, he deserved the honor of accepting the number one beauty in the Jade Kingdom.

However, the prince was tricked by King Xiaoyang, and Emperor Wuwei stole Feng Qiqi in one step.

A quarter of an hour later, the prince and Emperor Wuwei must meet and Qian Zhongmen.

If the prince really took Feng Qiqi's virginity in this car, how should he explain to Emperor Wuwei?
Everyone in Liuhuo City knows that Emperor Wuwei's favorite son is the Seventh Prince Xiaoyang King, not the heir apparent Xia Ze in front of him.

The father and son turned against each other, and it was almost a certainty.

There is no doubt that the king of Xiaoyang is the one who reaps the benefits of a fisherman.

Feng Qiqi's face was icy cold, her watery eyes raised up, she looked directly at the prince's handsome smiling face, and suddenly extended her right hand.

In his right hand, a gleaming dagger shone with a cold light, showing a faint killing intent.

It was the dagger given to her by her father Furokuro.

The prince was caught off guard, staggered, narrowly avoided the blade, and used his right hand as a claw, grabbing her slender wrist.

(End of this chapter)