The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 214
Inside Changying County Lord's Mansion.

Feng Wuxie was leaning on the head of the bed, holding Emperor Ming's imperial decree in her hand, her face was full of sadness, she never thought that even if she fainted, she would still be unable to escape the fate of being given a marriage.

And the day before she received the imperial decree, Jun Yeli was sent to the border to suppress the rebellion.

Touching the red wedding dress, Feng Wuxie had a bad premonition in his heart, faintly feeling that this matter seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands.

But she has no power to fight back. This feeling of being played by others made Feng Wuxie feel dangerous.

She felt it was necessary to have a talk with Gong Moran.

As the night darkened, Feng Wuxie stood up gently, put on a black night suit, and flashed out like a ghost.

The newly built Prince Jin Mansion is quite magnificent.

It seems that for Gong Moran's big wedding, Emperor Chu put in a lot of effort, and the entire Jin Palace is more than twice as big as the previous one.

Feng Wuxie bypassed the hidden guards in the mansion, sneaked in quietly, and touched Gong Moran's bedroom.

The hidden guards around are also much tighter than before, but Feng Wuxie's kung fu is not what it used to be, so of course it can't trouble her.

The bedroom was decorated in bright red, full of joy, Feng Wuxie opened the door and entered, searched around, but did not see Gong Muran's figure.

He must have gone out on something, Feng Wuxie decided to wait for him in the room.

In the cold palace, there was darkness.

A few huge mice were biting the bed curtain, making a creaking sound, which made people shudder.

A woman with disheveled hair was huddled in the corner, holding a moldy cornbread in her hand, and was biting hard.

The cornbread exudes an unpleasant smell. The woman may have been hungry for too long. Although she retched, she did not spit out the cornbout.

Feng Zhirou swallowed the wotou with great effort, and drank the rainwater from the broken bowl on the ground in one gulp.

Her lower abdomen was as flat as ever, and the skirt on her body was covered with dark blood stains, emitting bursts of stench.

Suddenly, the smell of food wafted over, Feng Zhirou's eyes widened, and she swallowed hard.

A bowl of braised pork appeared in front of her. The color was bright and the meat was soft. Feng Zhirou jumped on it like crazy, regardless of the dirt on her hands, she stretched out her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

Soon, the meat bowl was bottomed out, Feng Zhirou licked her lips greedily, but a pair of exquisitely crafted men's boots appeared in front of her.

Could it be that the emperor came to pick her up from the cold palace, Feng Zhirou raised her head with joy, but saw a face that shocked her extremely.

The man's face was gloomy and cold, while Feng Zhirou collapsed to the ground in fright.

"Want to go out?" the man asked.

Almost subconsciously, Feng Zhirou nodded, life in the cold palace was worse than death, and she didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"If you are obedient, I will let you go back to the good old days."

Feng Zhirou nodded hastily: "I will be obedient."

Now that she has nothing, even if it is bad, how bad can it be?

The man chuckled, and held an extra bottle in his hand, and handed it to her: "This is the antidote for leech Gu, which can delay the onset of your poison."

Feng Zhirou suddenly raised her head, the surprise in her eyes had turned into fear, the poison in her could only be cured by the blood of the Thousand Faced Poison Saint.

These days, someone brought her the antidote every few days, could it be him?
If this is the case, is the Thousand-faced Poison Saint in his hands?

Trembling, she stretched out her hand to take the antidote in her hand, Feng Zhirou was afraid to look into the man's eyes, she never thought that what he was hiding was so deep.

"You will be my master from now on, thank you for saving my life." After a heavy kowtow, Feng Zhirou gulped down the antidote.

Feng Zhirou was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, a piece of white clothes slipped in front of her eyes, the man chuckled, got up and walked out of the cold palace slowly.

"Now this face is no longer suitable for you, find a way to change it." The man said, and walked away.

With a bang, a heavy object fell under Feng Zhirou's feet.

She went forward to look carefully, but saw that the woman on the ground was dressed in bright yellow concubine attire, she was fair and beautiful, and she was actually the most beloved concubine of Emperor Chu, Concubine Li.

Feng Zhirou tremblingly stretched out her hand to probe the woman's nose, only to find that the woman was not breathing.

She took a step back in fright, and then her expression became grim.

He pulled out the dagger from the woman's waist, and slashed down on that flowery face.

Under the moonlight, Leng Gong was bathed in the cold moonlight, looking gloomy.

The door of the cold palace opened with a creak, and a woman in concubine attire came out quietly. She put her hand on her chin, looked around, straightened her waist and walked out.

Through the crack of the door, the woman hanging from the beam of the house fluttered, and the blood flowed down her ankles, staining the ground red.

Feng Wuxie stayed in Gong Moran's room for a while, but she still couldn't wait for him to come back. Maybe it was unfortunate that she came today, so she wanted to come back another day.

When he was about to go back, he heard footsteps coming from the door, Feng Wuxie was overjoyed, knowing that it was Gong Moran who had returned.

But the sound of footsteps paused at the door before he opened the door and walked in.

Gong Moran was dressed in a white robe, and the murderous aura on his body dissipated immediately after seeing Feng Wuxie, and a smile floated on his face: "What's the matter?"

But the eyes drifted behind Feng Wuxie, and then moved away.

Feng Wuxie's thoughts were all on the matter of giving the marriage, and he didn't see anything strange about Gong Moran at all. When he heard him ask, he went straight to the topic: "Yes."

Feng Wuxie sat down on her own, and when she saw Gong Muran coming back, her heart became more at ease: "I'm going to get married the day after tomorrow, you..."

Gong Moran lowered his eyes, and the hand that poured tea for Feng Wuxie froze for a moment: "So, you are worried about this."

Seeing his calm face, Feng Wuxie was a little curious: "Why, you already have a perfect plan?"

In her heart, Gong Moran has always been her best friend, but as a husband, Feng Wuxie is not ready to accept him yet.

"Well, of course there are." Gong Moran smiled lightly, but the smile was a little bit more bitter, and then they talked and laughed as usual.

"Really? What can you do? Resisting the decree will require decapitation." Feng Wuxie said with some concern.

If there is a way for Emperor Chu to take back the imperial decree, that would be the best.

Gong Moran handed the tea to Feng Wuxie, stood up and walked to the desk, straightened the crooked vase, turned around and smiled at Feng Wuxie.

"Don't worry about going back, I promise to help you get out of trouble." Gong Moran paused for a moment, then said to Feng Wuxie: "I will arrange for you to go out and hide for a few days, what place do you like?"

"What?" Feng Wuxie asked puzzledly, what does this have to do with the gift of marriage?
Gong Moran smiled: "It's nothing, what I mean is, don't worry, Yeli must have got the news of such a big event in the capital, and he won't ignore it."

Feng Wuxie nodded. That's right, even if Jun Yeli couldn't show up positively, he would try to stop the wedding.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie was slightly relieved.

When she stood up and was about to go out, she suddenly heard a sound coming from inside the house, Feng Wuxie looked around in surprise to find the source of the sound.

"what happened?"

Gong Moran asked, seeing Feng Wuxie's blank face, he also looked inside the room: "Is there anything wrong?"

Feng Wuxie frowned, trying to listen to the movement around him, but when he listened carefully, the sound disappeared again.

She shook her head, and said with some uncertainty: "I seem to have heard someone panting just now."

Now that Feng Wuxie's inner strength has improved again, even the slightest movement can't escape her ears, but the sound just now disappeared too fast to be caught.

Did you hear it wrong?

"How is it possible, did you hear wrong?"

Gong Moran smiled and said: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

"No need, if someone sees you and me walking together, there will be another storm, I'll just go back by myself." Feng Wuxie refused Gong Moran's offer, smiled at him, and the person had already disappeared in the Jin Dynasty. palace.

After Feng Wuxie walked away, Gong Moran glanced around coldly, and said to the darkness: "Be more careful in the future."

Although there was no emotion in his voice, the cold air around him made the guards around him shiver involuntarily.

Gong Moran turned around and entered the room, closed the door tightly, walked slowly to the bookshelf, and turned the vase on it.

A secret door suddenly appeared on the wall of the room, and he stepped in.

Feng Wuxie went back to the princess' mansion, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and didn't sleep well all night, until the next day, a piece of explosive news came from the palace.

Feng Zhirou committed suicide last night.

After hearing the news, Feng Wuxie was silent for a moment. Although Feng Zhirou attacked her several times, she was still her uncle's daughter.

Once she died, Feng Quan would lose his only daughter, Feng Wuxie still couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly sent someone into the palace to inquire.

Although Feng Zhirou was a sinful concubine, Emperor Chu did not publicize his family's ugliness, but buried her according to the standards of ordinary concubines.

Feng Wuxie figured it out, and asked someone to write down the location, and when Feng Quan came back, he could have an explanation.

Mrs. Xu was also imprisoned because of Feng Zhirou's incident. I'm afraid she will never be able to make it in this life.

For that aunt, Feng Wuxie didn't have any pity for her, so she let her go.

What's more, she can't protect herself now, so she can't care about others.

The wedding day is coming soon, Feng Wuxie and Gong Moran were called into the palace by Emperor Chu the night before.

The two visited Emperor Chu together, and Feng Wuxie discovered that there was a newly promoted concubine sitting beside Emperor Chu.

Just smilingly holding Emperor Chu's arm, leaning on Emperor Chu's shoulder affectionately, having a drink with him, saw Feng Wuxie and Gong Moran walking in.

Emperor Chu reluctantly pushed Concubine Li to sit upright, but his hands were on her waist, and he looked uprightly at Feng Wuxie and the two.

"Tomorrow you are going to get married. I am very happy. I also hope that you two can work together after marriage, raise your eyebrows together, and blossom early. It can be regarded as fulfilling my wish."

Feng Wuxie and Gong Moran agreed in unison, thanked them, and Emperor Chu let the two of them sit down and chatted for a while.

But Feng Wuxie felt that Emperor Chu was a little different from usual.

(End of this chapter)