Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 30

The old prime minister persuaded Qitian: "Little princess, don't be arrogant...don't..."

Qitian shook off the good intentions of the old prime minister, walked around Jiuzhao, stared at Feitian on the throne, and asked, "Sister Huang, are you afraid? You are a queen now, how long do you want this man to protect you?" ?!"

When she asked, she pulled out the dagger hidden in her sleeve——

The people in the audience didn't have time to react, they only saw the old prime minister staggered away by Princess Qitian, and some people saw coming out from behind Jiu Zhao...Queen Feitian!
In front of the throne, drops of dark red blood dripped.

Jiu Zhao suddenly woke up... It was Fei Tian who pushed him away in an instant!

"Fei Tian!" He was shocked by the blood on the ground——

But looking carefully, the sharp dagger cut through Yu Qitian's waist, and Princess Qitian's skirt was stained with wet blood!
Fei Tian looked at her, and she told her: "Jiu Ying is dead, he asked for it. I am the queen—I will not allow anyone to hurt Jiu Zhao!"

Injured, she smiled weakly: "Your man killed my male waiter...Why can't I kill him?"

"Because—you, no, deserve it."
Qi Tian sneered, she pulled out the dagger at her waist, and let the blood flow, she wiped her blood, raised her hand to caress Fei Tian's pale cheek——

"Yu Feitian, I curse you with the blood of the princess of Mogu Dunhuang: you and the one you love will never be forgiven for life after life, I curse you... I curse you!"

Jiu Zhao darkened his eyebrows, he pushed away the injured Princess Qitian in front of Feitian, and he ordered the guards beside him: "Take Princess Qitian down! She's crazy—"

"No! I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!" She struggled in pain regardless of her wound! "Yu Feitian! I curse you! No man in this life will like a tyrant like you! You are doomed to die alone! Die badly!"

Jiu Zhao wanted to speak again, but Fei Tian stepped forward before him.
She raised her hand to touch the blood on her cheek. In front of her courtiers and guards, Yu Feitian didn't show any signs of panic. Instead, she was born with the arrogance of a king.

(End of this chapter)