daughter in power

Chapter 7 Setting Up a Bureau ([-])

The prince failed to do so.

Another staggered, blood gushing from his tiger's mouth.

His face was shocked, and he lost his mind for a moment.

Indeed, who would have thought that the most beautiful woman in Yu Country, a little dumb girl, could kill with a sword so proficiently?
Feng Qiqi glanced at him indifferently, not giving him an extra chance, the dagger struck out again, slashing his shoulder with a sword.

The blade went straight into the flesh, and the ocher-yellow clothes were cut long, revealing bloody wounds.

The prince covered his shoulders, and finally couldn't help but screamed.

Hearing the screams, the ocher and yellow guards rushed forward in unison.

With the sound of footsteps approaching, Feng Qiqi lifted the curtain of the car and jumped out.

Leaping out, the cool and charming neon clothes glowed stunningly in the white snow.

She just stood on the roof of the car, looking proudly at the people below, her eyes suddenly flickered.

The dagger stabbed straight, and she was like a Peng with wings spread, and she rushed to the prince in the blink of an eye.

The prince backed away in panic, raised his head and said in horror: "You!!"

This is indeed a weird picture!

The vigorous prince, facing a weak woman, is like a doll waiting to be slaughtered.Every inch of skin on her body seemed to be soft dough, allowing her to scratch at will.

The prince was shocked, and so were the guards.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Qiqi has already cornered him.

The prince is inevitable.

"what……"

The prince yelled in horror, and the guards were helpless.

Feng Qiqi looked coldly, as if looking at a group of poor ants.

She folded gracefully, took three steps in the air, and suddenly retracted the dagger, and ran towards the direction where King Xiaoyang was leaving.

On the other side of the long street, the splashed snow dust has not yet fallen, and King Xiaoyang has not gone far.

"Catch her!"

Behind her, the roar of the prince gnashing his teeth sounded.

……

300 meters away, not too far.

King Xiaoyang reined in his horse and stopped when he heard the cry of killing.

Feng Qiqi was dressed in neon clothes, and flew towards it unscrupulously from the snow falling all over the sky.

Her posture must be too extreme, otherwise, how could his eyes suddenly disappear?

A certain prince's eyes were still dazed, and the yelling of the ocher guards came from far to near: "The king of Xiaoyang is plotting rebels, catch them!"

"Wow." The swordsmen unsheathed, and the subordinates of King Xiaoyang turned their heads sharply.

The two armies confronted each other, and the murderous intent was immediately apparent.

Feng Qiqi stepped on the mount of King Xiaoyang with one step.

She stomped on the head of the jet-black steed without protesting.

King Xiaoyang raised his head.

His face is strange and clean, which suits the wind and snow very well.

His face was cold and calm, but there was a trace of unconcealable surprise in that calmness.

How can you not be astonished?
Shixiangruanjinsan and Jiuqudan, which one is not the hottest poison in the world.

Unfortunately, it was easily resolved by her.

She came flying in the air, dancing like a fairy, and she was so beautiful.

Even his mount, Black Wind, couldn't resist her.

And she is just a dumb girl who is slaughtered, how can she be like this?

How could he set up such a situation to kill him?

Feng Qiqi's eyes flickered, knowing that he was already foolish in front of him, so he couldn't help but smile.

A cold smile bloomed on her icy face, and the fluttering snowflakes became more and more fine in shock.

The cold wind howled, wrinkled the wind and snow in the city, and made people panic.

King Xiaoyang's eyes were stunned, he looked at her smiling like a flower, and suddenly his face became gloomy, and his brows were tightly frowned.

"Conspiracy." Feng Qiqi's lips painted with bright red ointment lightly parted, and he uttered two words clearly, brushed his wide sleeves gracefully, and raised his eyelids.

"Good luck."

After finishing her sentence, a sharp dagger suddenly jumped out of her empty white palm, and stabbed straight at Yintang.

King Xiaoyang stared blankly, turned over to avoid it, flicked his wide sleeves, flicked the dagger for a fatal blow, and sat up straight.

Feng Qiqi is no longer there.

On the long street, there is only one bright neon dress floating in the wind and snow.

On the ninth day of the winter month in the 32nd year of Wuwei in the Great Xia Kingdom, outside the Qianzhong Gate of the Imperial Palace, King Xiaoyang conspired to commit a crime and instigated Feng Qiqi, the concubine of Yu Kingdom, to assassinate Prince Xia Ze by taking the opportunity of entering the palace to seek an audience with Emperor Wuwei.

Fortunately, the prince was sharp and nimble, and escaped the catastrophe.

If not, Daxia's crown prince will change hands.

And Xiaoyang King is probably the one who is the most happy to see the change of master of the Great Xia Crown Prince.

According to legend, the prince was furious on the spot, ordered the arrest of King Xiaoyang and his subordinates, and sent them all to death row.

Feng Qiqi, the concubine of Yu Kingdom, is on the run, and the crown prince issued a warrant to search and arrest her in the whole city.

The news spread wildly, and it was heard that one of the Prince's arms was seriously injured, or left with sequelae, which would inevitably damage the country and society.

The people heard it and sighed.

……

Wearing a not-so-clean black dress, and wiping black ashes on her face, Feng Qiqi walked in the bustling and bustling Liuhuo City.

There are row upon row of buildings on all sides, stretching endlessly.

The long street is more than [-] meters wide, on which horses and chariots are running, and there are crowds of people.

The shops on both sides are resplendent and refurbished, the sound of buying and selling is constant, and the fragrance is like clouds.

Occasionally, a woman with bright make-up covered her forehead, walked out of the bright shop, saw Feng Qiqi's gray-black face and gray-black clothes at a glance, covered her mouth and smiled lightly and left.

This is the most prosperous Great Xia Kingdom in the Kyushu Continent, and the most luxurious Flowing Fire City in the Kyushu Continent.

It’s all-encompassing, and it’s open and enlightened.

Here, lived the most powerful royal family in Kyushu, the Xia clan.

Here is the capital of the empire that people all over the world admire.

Feng Qiqi stood under the eaves of the shop corridor, on the side of the street where the winter snow had just stopped, looking at the noisy crowd of people in different clothes and skin colors, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Who said that the life of the ancients was simple and monotonous, who said that the cities of the ancients were simple and poor.

As soon as he saw Liuhuocheng, he knew that "who" knew superficially.

The Kyushu continent in this time and space reveals the luxury and prosperity of the prosperous empire.

Like the gorgeous scenery of fireworks in March, it is so beautiful and unreal.

She lowered her eyes, stared at the road paved with gold bricks, and slowly grasped the dagger in her sleeve.

When she learned that her father Feng Liulang had been beheaded by King Xiaoyang, she decided to go back to Yu Country to collect Feng Liulang's body.

It would be best to find the mausoleum of his mother, Mrs. Feng, and bury the husband and wife together.

After all, she is not the real Feng Qiqi, life and death are determined in the dark, and she cannot change it.

However, since she took Feng Qiqi's body, she should give something back.

For example, bury the parents of "Feng Qiqi".

Since the heavens have mercy on her and let her live a new life, she doesn't want to hang her life in the hands of others as before.

At least, she hopes to follow her heart and live again.

A group of ocher and yellow guards swept across the long street like lightning, whipping their horses and yelling loudly at the same time.

"King Xiaoyang ordered an assassin to conspire against him, and he has already taken it at Qianzhongmen. The concubine of Yu Kingdom, Feng Qiqi, is at large. If anyone sees a strange and beautiful woman, report it to Bingmasi immediately."

Pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, trying to hear the order of the Imperial Forest Army clearly.

"The king of Xiaoyang conspired against him?"

"No way, such a person with power over the world and great favor will conspire against him?"

"Feng Qiqi is actually his killer, isn't the number one beauty in Yu Country a mute..."

In the corridor, a few young scholars were discussing softly, and their words were quite presumptuous.

She turned her head unexpectedly, and they hurriedly covered their faces with fans and stopped talking.

Book business spirit, since ancient times.

Feng Qiqi's eyes were cold, and she bowed her head and left without wanting to say anything.

Leaving, at the other end of the long street with a width of more than [-] meters, a group of luxurious and expensive carriages came slowly.

Each carriage is decorated with bright red silk flowers, pasted with bright red happy characters, and hung with bright red silk ribbons.

The bright red motorcades meander, the bright red flags flutter, and even the cold wind of the winter moon seems to become bright red and gentle at this moment.

At the head of the convoy, a young man wearing a bright red wedding dress and a bright red top hat, with a bright smile on a smooth white horse, drove the horse slowly.

He has a tall stature, a dark brown complexion, and a gleaming sword hanging from his waist. He can be seen as a member of the army at a glance.

Feng Qiqi took a step back, avoiding his passing gaze.

On both sides of the long street, many passers-by stopped and bowed down, seeming to be in awe of him.

The bustling long street was silent for a while, only the sound of the dance troupe playing and playing could be heard.

There is a trace of unspeakable depression in the celebration.

It seems that this celebration also came in a strange way.

"Bah, what. This pair of sisters collaborating with the enemy and treason is really a disgrace to the Jade Kingdom." The scholars standing behind Feng Qiqi couldn't help discussing again.

Feng Qiqi's eyes trembled, she bowed her head and said nothing.

"One married Lin Wei'an, the captain of the left, and became a serious wife, and one...served the old emperor of Yu Kingdom and became a concubine with King Xiaoyang, and even assassinated His Highness the Crown Prince. Pooh. This little girl People, how can you come to Daxia!"

"Bitch!"

A few scholars were obviously very angry, and they scolded the Feng sisters without holding back their words.

However, the pedestrians on the long street obviously did not fully agree with these useless scholars.

"A subjugated concubine can be Lieutenant Lin's wife, oh...it really smokes from the ancestral grave."

Some women couldn't help being envious, and immediately attracted others to agree.

"I heard that these two sisters were born to be the most beautiful in the world, so it's no wonder that Lin Duwei and Xiaoyang King both..."

"If it really is that wind and beauty that crowns the world, how could King Xiaoyang let her assassinate the prince. In my opinion, her younger sister is the lucky one. She... tsk tsk."

"The point is, no matter how beautiful their sisters are, they can still surpass Miss Mu Rong from Wulan Island? Miss Mu Rong is right..."

Miscellaneous voices of discussion spread secretly, further and further away.

Feng Qiqi stood at the corner of the street, looking at the car passing slowly in front of her, she frowned for a moment.

The long convoy can't see the beginning and the end at a glance.

At the end of the long street, the bridegroom officer in bright red has already turned out of the street.

On the other side of the long street, the dowry of the bride Fengyue only has a beginning.

Whose woman can have such a generous dowry?
Probably, it can only be a princess of a country.

But Fengyue is the concubine daughter of Feng Liulang, a fifth-rank civil servant in the Yu Kingdom, a helpless orphan girl who has just died and the country is ruined, how can she have so many luxurious and precious dowries?

Everyone is puzzled.

The red sandalwood cage is filled with so many curios and gems that the rolling wheels creak under the weight.

The bride sitting in the carriage is covered with a bright red hijab, with a pair of shiny bare hands overlapping, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

Feng Qiqi looked in through the half-covered bright red car curtain, and just saw her bare hands, wearing a dozen gem rings of different colors, each of which was priceless.

The Yin Hong Yingluo tassels hung by her ears, following the sway of the carriage, swaying in a different way.

The bride's carriage passed by, and the dowry carts followed one after another.

Fengyue's dowry was really too much, the carriage couldn't fit, and many precious and large items could only be placed on the brand new cart.

One by one, they walked through the middle of the street, causing the onlookers to sigh and marvel.

The Han white jade qin platform was warm and clear, crystal clear and translucent, obviously a foreign product, decorated with bright red silk and satin, it was extremely festive.

The red coral ornament is more than two meters high, not to mention using it, just looking at it is already a lifetime blessing.

The carved red sour branch screen, flowers, birds, insects and fish are detailed to every pistil, every feather, every hair, and every scale.The lifelike posture is really like a living thing.

The onlookers erupted into a huge praise, and everyone in the motorcade smiled proudly.

Feng Qiqi looked coldly at the qin platform, and suddenly her hands became cold.

Guqin, coral, screen...

Those things that originally belonged to Feng Qiqi, now, all married into the foreign Wangmen with others.

(End of this chapter)