The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 1284 I Already Know Your Secret! (1)
This child is obviously only a child of seven or eight years old. Even if he is mentally mature, when he kills with a knife, his methods are straightforward and without delay.

At that time, Rong Xianyang's hand was resting on the back of his neck. In fact, just pinching it with his fingers was enough to kill him.

And at this time——

He has also found the answer to the origin of the familiar impression between the child's eyebrows and eyes.

but--

Looking at the child's immature face and bright black eyes, his fingers were instinctively stiff, it turned out to be——

Can't do it.

Rong Xianyang's hesitation was only for a moment, but it was enough. The child's movements were exceptionally nimble and flexible, and he slid out of his arms, turned over and landed, slipping away like a loach.

Because of the sudden change, everyone was shocked.

Lord Yanling's eyes were so red, he pushed back the hidden guard who was fighting with him with a palm, and ran towards Rong Xianyang.

The soles of Rong Xianyang's feet were floating, and he staggered back two steps.

"Father!" Lord Yanling suppressed a low growl, while supporting him with one hand, the other hand had already touched his wrist, feeling his pulse.

The knife that the child stabbed him was right in the chest. If he was unlucky and hit the heart, even a god would be hard to save.

While he rushed over to support Rong Xianyang, the child also rushed to the tree, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured some medicinal powder into the palm of his hand, and then stuck it on the bloody hole in Fengyi's chest.

At this time, the reinforcements who dared to come to rescue Fengyi also gradually gathered, together with the child, they supported Fengyi and retreated.

After retreating to a safe distance, the child asked Feng Yi solemnly, "Father, is your injury serious?"

At that time, Chu Xunyang was also about to rush over to check on Rong Xianyang's situation. Hearing this, his body was shocked, and he turned around in disbelief.

No wonder, she also felt that this child looked familiar. Sure enough, although he was young, his facial features were very similar to Feng Yi's.

Feng Qi, who was standing beside him, was also obviously shocked, and couldn't help gasping.

"This child——is the heir of King An?" Tie Fang couldn't help but said, although it can be judged from the appearance of the two of them only, but no matter who they are, it is difficult to accept such a fact suddenly, " Does this child look at least six or seven years old?"

When Concubine Yang had an accident, Feng Yi was only five years old. Now it has been almost 22 years. It is not too early for him to have a seven-year-old son, but the strange thing is that in these years, there has been no one in the court. People had heard the rumors, let alone that he had plans to marry a wife, but now suddenly a son of this size fell from the sky.

For these years, he has been hiding people's eyes and ears, using the name of travel to roam free. It's not that Emperor Chongming and Rong Xianyang have been followed by others, but they have never discovered such a secret.

"I'm afraid there's been a change in this matter!" Feng Qi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly, he just said this sentence, his eyes sized up the entourage brought by the child, "These people are all of Kong Wu's stature. , and very brave, and the number of people is so large—"

As he said, he turned his head and gave Chu Xunyang a questioning look, "The imperial guards of Rong Shizi should have stopped most of their reinforcements on the way here, right? Can the demolition guards with nearly 3000 people come here?" Those who have obstructed it for so long - there must be quite a few of those people!"

Hundreds of thousands, which already constituted the scale of a private army.

Feng Qi is definitely not scaremongering.

Behind him, Lord Yanling had already taken Rong Xianyang's pulse, and suddenly heard him say impatiently: "Orange red, needle bag!"

"Yes!" Ju Hong hurriedly agreed, took out a set of golden needles and handed them over.

Chu Xunyang no longer cared about researching the origin of Fengyi's son, so he quickly gathered his mind and returned to Lord Yanling.

"Why is there so much blood? But it hurts the vitals?" Seeing the blood stains on Rong Xianyang's lapel, Chu Xunyang's heart rose to his throat.

"Although it happened to deviate from the heart, it hurt the heart vein. The bleeding must be stopped immediately!" Lord Yanling said, and his subordinates quickly injected needles.

Ju Hong was sweating profusely and took the medicine for sores, and wanted to help apply it, so Chu Xunyang took it and said, "Let me do it!"

She poured the golden sore medicine on the handkerchief, and covered the wound on Rong Xianyang's chest with the handkerchief.

Mr. Yanling continued to inject more than ten injections, combined with the golden sore medicine, it finally worked, but the expression on his face was not relaxed, he hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully to Rong Xianyang: "Father, you are on the left side. Your heart and vessels are damaged, and you must find a way to suture it as soon as possible, and I will send you home first!"

Rong Xianyang's breath was slightly weak, he pursed the corners of his lips vigorously, did not agree immediately, but braced his strength and asked for his support, staggered a step to the front, facing Fengyi.

But his physical condition really didn't allow it. Such a stubborn person couldn't even straighten his back completely.

He raised his hand, pointing at Feng Yi who was also pale on the opposite side with his arm trembling slightly: "I don't want to repay you, since today has reached this point, why don't you give up halfway, between you and me, it's still here Make a break!"

He inadvertently looked at the child standing beside Feng Yi.

Feng Yi also followed his line of sight and smiled knowingly, "Rong Xianyang, I just realized now that I have been wrong about you all these years. I always thought you would be a murderer." I am a decisive person, but now I feel that Junyu's temperament is more like my sister Huang."

He said, suddenly like a sigh of infinite regret.

All the people present were at a loss.

Rong Xianyang closed his eyes forcefully, and then said: "Although I didn't think that you would make such a thorough arrangement in advance, but no matter what, you are going out here now. If you are willing to compromise, I will You don't have to embarrass the people around you, if you must fight me to the death, that's fine!"

Although the child brought some reinforcements, facing the huge number of the Rong family's personal guards and the Imperial Forest Army, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

What's more, during this period, there was a half-grown child.

Rong Xianyang seemed to be persuading Fengyi to commit suicide, but in his heart, he seemed to know with certainty that the other party would not do so, so he waved his hand impatiently after finishing speaking, "King An committed a rebellion and assassinated the Queen Mother , don’t worry, let’s do it!”

He turned around to leave with frivolous steps.

Feng Yi did not retreat but advanced, suddenly took two steps forward, clutching his chest, looked at his back, and said with a secretive smile: "I know you have a lot of people and hate me to the bone, all you want is me My life, to make up for my imperial sister. If you really want to fight, I don't mind confronting you head-on, but Rong Xianyang, it's a pity that you have hidden the secret for so many years with only one hand, I already know, you said —how is this going to be done?”

(End of this chapter)