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

Chapter 230

Feng Zhirou said in a somewhat uninterested manner: "I never thought that Nanfan would still have such a custom, but this palace really admires the princess, and there are no outsiders in this palace, so what if the princess takes off her veil?"

This is a bit inappropriate. She has already been told that it is not appropriate to meet people without a big marriage, but Feng Zhirou still refuses to let her go.

When Feng Wuxie entered the palace, he had already received the news that the current Concubine Li was extremely favored by Emperor Chu.

Not only was she allowed to mess around, but even the government was abandoned.

Now that Feng Zhirou made things difficult for Feng Wuxie, Emperor Chu didn't intend to stop him at all, could it be?
Feng Wuxie looked at the gasping Emperor Chu, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Emperor Chu was obviously poisoned.

"Empress Li, why do you have to force others to make things difficult for you?" Mo Sang smelled the smell of gunpowder between the two, and spoke at the right time, with obvious displeasure in her voice.

If he hadn't come to Western Chu with Feng Wuxie, he wouldn't have put Emperor Chu in his eyes at all. A country that was about to decay was no longer his opponent.

As long as he wants, he can immediately send his army north and launch an attack.

But the appearance of Feng Wuxie forced him to stop his plan. At first he was only attracted by her intelligence and wisdom.

But gradually, Mo Sang found that his state of mind had changed, he finally understood his own mind, he was not just admiring Feng Wuxie, he wanted to keep this woman by his side.

But after entering Western Chu, Mo Sang discovered that everyone here has a special meaning for Feng Wuxie.

He hadn't had time to see others clearly, but this Concubine Li took Feng Wuxie as a thorn in her side, and Mo Sang didn't like such a vicious woman.

Seeing Mo Sang's face down, Feng Zhirou's expression froze for a moment, a hint of sinisterness flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to normal: "The king of Nanfan really loves his concubine, I just want to see The beauty of the concubine, why should the king of Nanfan be so stingy."

Feng Zhirou snorted coldly, the suspicion in her heart towards this Nanfan princess had become a fact, she was Feng Wuxie at all.

That voice and tone of voice cannot be imitated by anyone.

But in a blink of an eye, Feng Zhirou felt relieved, even if Feng Wuxie came back again, so what if she became the princess of Nanfan, the Feng family had already been convicted of treason, as long as she dared to reveal her true identity, she would still be unable to escape The great crime of beheading.

Feng Wuxie didn't know why this Concubine Li was so hostile to her, was it just because of her beauty?It seems a little untenable.

However, Feng Wuxie could really feel Li Fei's hostility towards her.

But no matter what, if she came back, she would not let the Feng family bear this unnecessary crime.

Feng Qingyun was convicted and sent to prison, and she wanted to rescue him.

"Ma'am, please forgive me. Your Majesty didn't intend to offend. It's just that the bride can't show it to others before the wedding, otherwise it will be unlucky." Feng Wuxie was busy making peace, and now she didn't want to confront Concubine Li.

Emperor Chu coughed a few times, and stopped Feng Zhirou before she could speak: "It's okay, the king of Nanfan has a true temperament, and Concubine Li won't take it to heart."

Choked by Emperor Chu's words, Feng Zhirou pulled her face down a little unhappy, and gave Feng Wuxie a bitter look.

Compared with Feng Wuxie and Feng Zhirou's turbulent undercurrent, Jun Yeli and Gong Moran are much quieter.

The two drank in silence, neither looking at the other, with an expression of not hearing anything outside the window.

But only Feng Wuxie knew that from the moment he entered the palace gate, their eyes never left his body.

One is secretive, and the other is fiery.

But no matter what it is, in front of Feng Wuxie, it will be reduced to nothing.

Jun Yeli poured down the wine in front of him, and soon the pot was empty. Usually, this little wine is nothing at all.

But today, he was clearly a little deliberately drunk, and after drinking a pot of wine, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

He lost his balance and knocked over the jug on the table.

The jug rolled to the ground, and with a loud clang, everyone's eyes fell on Jun Yeli.

Jun Yeli's drunken appearance quickly caught Emperor Chu's attention, and he was a little surprised, his son has always been very measured, how could he be so ignorant today, that he was so drunk in front of foreign guests.

Doesn't this embarrass the royal family?If he continues to drink like this, he might do something else.

"Come on, His Royal Highness Xuanwang has drunk too much, help him go down to rest." Emperor Chu hurriedly said to the maid, lest Xuanwang really make any rude moves in the hall.

Soon, two court ladies stepped forward, trying to help Jun Yeli up, but he could hardly stand still because he was drunk.

The palace maid repeatedly helped and carried him, and finally helped him up.

His figure was too tall, even though he was supported by two maids, he walked crookedly, making everyone in the hall sweat for him.

I was afraid that he would lose his center of gravity and hit himself.

Feng Wuxie sat quietly by the table, watching Jun Yeli drinking madly, a bitter smile flashed in his heart, His Highness Xuan Wang, why are you doing this.

Just as she was thinking, she heard exclamations from around, and a shadow fell in front of her eyes. Feng Wuxie raised her head, and saw the drunken Highness Xuan Wang, who fell towards her.

Mo Sang immediately stood in front of Feng Wuxie, but he didn't know why, whether he got up too hastily or for other reasons.

Instead of blocking Jun Yeli who fell down, he was shot flying out of him.

Feng Wuxie thought something was wrong in her heart, her internal strength had not recovered, if it was really suppressed, her ribs would have to be broken a few times.

Besides, there are so many people around watching, it's embarrassing.

However, I don't know if it was Feng Wuxie's good luck, or Jun Yeli's ingenious position of hitting, his body did not hit Feng Wuxie's body.

But when he was about to fall, his body was dragged back by the maid again.

All the people in the hall were amazed, and while lamenting the good luck of the Nanfan princess, they sighed for the Nanfan king who fell to the ground.

How could it be so unlucky that the whole person flew out.

The surrounding discussions made Feng Wuxie a little ashamed. It seemed that Jun Yeli didn't touch her just now, but only she knew it.

The kiss that was like a touch of water, the shock when it fell lightly on the cheek.

It's just that he was flustered just now, Jun Yeli's sleeves blocked it, coupled with his clever positioning, and his speed was very fast, before Feng Wuxie recovered, he had already left.

Feng Wuxie's face turned red, in order to hide her embarrassment, she hurried to Fu Mosang and helped him up from the ground.

The fall was a bit harsh, and after the poor Nanfan King flew out, he hit the corner of the table unluckily, until he was helped up by Feng Wuxie, his head was still a little dazed.

There was a big lump on his forehead, Feng Wuxie touched it, and said with some guilt: "How is it, is there anything wrong?"

How can there be nothing wrong, hitting such a big bag, I'm afraid it will be a slight concussion.

Mo Sang's sanity seemed a little unclear, and it took him a long time to see clearly that the person in front of him was Feng Wuxie. Just now he could see clearly that he was still some distance away from that Xuan Wang Ye, but he didn't know where it came from. He was photographed alive.

He sat on the ground, silently recalling what happened just now, his eyes were a little dull, but his mind became more and more clear.

It was the King Xuan who photographed him just now.

Mo Sang couldn't make a sound, but Feng Wuxie was terribly anxious, and she was slandering in her heart, couldn't she be fooled?
He hastily checked Mo Sang's pulse, but he didn't find any internal injuries, Feng Wuxie felt relieved, seeing Emperor Chu looking at them anxiously.

Feng Wuxie had no choice but to say to Emperor Chu: "Your Majesty's health is fine, it may be because he was drunk and fell down. This concubine will help you to rest."

Just kidding, if she said that Mo Sang was taken unconscious by Jun Yeli, wouldn't that make Emperor Chu unhappy?Who wants to hear outsiders say that their son is not good.

Feng Wuxie's mind was clearer than anyone else's. Her calmness and wisdom made Emperor Chu have more affection for her, and waved his hand.

"Come here, take the Nanfan king and princess down to rest."

Feng Wuxie was led by the maid, and walked all the way to the Qingyuan Hall, which was located in the northwest corner of the imperial palace, facing the Shengde Hall of Emperor Chu, so it took a while to walk.

After leaving the Hall of Shengde, Feng Wuxie let go of Mo Sang's arm, and distanced himself from him. Mo Sang touched the big bump on his forehead, and his brows were wrinkled into lumps.

"Wow, he's really ruthless."

Thinking about it now, Mo Sang is so angry that he gets a headache, when he has suffered such a loss, when he has the opportunity, he must beat him severely, Mo Sang thought to himself.

Seeing that he still had the strength to swear, Feng Wuxie knew that he was fine, but he still felt a little guilty, after all, it was because of himself that Mosang was hurt.

"You take a rest first, I'll get you some ice cubes to reduce the swelling."

Mo Sang was slightly moved by Feng Wuxie's words, and wanted to reject Feng Wuxie's kindness, but it was rare to have such a good opportunity.

So he responded very unkindly: "Go and come back quickly."

Feng Wuxie nodded, and went out, wanting to ask a maid for some ice, but until she left the garden, she didn't see anyone there.

Only then did I remember that it was already late at night, and the maid who brought them here just now had already gone to decoct Mosang.

Feng Wuxie had been to the imperial palace before, knew the way, and knew where the imperial dining room was, so she wanted to find it by herself.

But as soon as she turned around the corridor, her body was dragged into a room by a strong force, Feng Wuxie was startled, and before she could exclaim, her red lips were tightly blocked by that person.

The bitter breath instantly surrounded Feng Wuxie, the man had great strength, and kissed without any rules, the smell of alcohol on his body filled Feng Wuxie's nose, his movements were wild, and the kiss made Feng Wuxie's lips hurt.

Feng Wuxie's heart calmed down, and he vaguely knew who it was.

The room was pitch black, and Feng Wuxie didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of alarming the Imperial Forest Army outside. If someone found out that the prince of the current dynasty was having an affair with the princess of Nanfan, even ten heads would not be enough to chop off.

(End of this chapter)