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

Chapter 235 Internal strength recovery
A corner of the palace.

Feng Zhirou was sweating profusely from the pain, fell to the side, bit the bloodstains on her pink lips, grabbed the corner of the man's clothes in front of her and said anxiously: "Master, I was wrong, please give me another chance. "

She didn't expect to be followed, so she discovered her secret.

With a bang, Feng Zhirou was kicked out by the man, and she spat out blood, but caring about her injury, she hurriedly crawled over and hugged the man's trouser leg, begging bitterly.

"Master, spare your life, master, spare your life."

"There will be another time, die." The man's voice was cold, without any emotion: "Do you know that my plan will be ruined because of your stupidity?"

"Master, this servant knows it's wrong." Feng Zhirou said in horror.

"What happened to what you asked to check?"

Feng Zhirou took a breath, and said cautiously: "The old emperor's tone is very tight, and he hasn't revealed it yet."

Seeing the impatient expression on the man's face, Feng Zhirou hurriedly said again: "However, this servant already knows where he hides his things."

"Oh? Where?" The man frowned slightly, finally hearing something that interested him.

"The things are hidden in the Hall of Shengde. I have seen the old emperor take out the things with my own eyes, but I don't know what's on them." Feng Zhirou replied.

The last time she went to look for Emperor Chu in the Hall of Shengde, she unexpectedly saw Emperor Chu holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly put it in the drawer of the desk.

If the guess is correct, it should be the imperial edict of Li Chu, and it must have been stored in a different place by now.

Feng Zhirou watched the man's expression carefully, and felt a little relieved when he saw that he was no longer angry.

"Get the things as soon as possible." The man stood up and gave Feng Zhirou a sinister look.

"Otherwise, you know the consequences."

Feng Zhirou bowed her head in fear and said yes, when she turned her head, the man had disappeared, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, thinking of the man's methods, she shuddered.

When Feng Wuxie woke up, Han Yefei and Mo Sang were feeding her internal energy, and the burning pain in her chest also eased a lot.

She blinked her cloud eyes, only felt that her whole body was much more relaxed, but there was a burst of scorching heat from her dantian, she tried to mobilize the true energy in her body.

Surprised to find that the empty dantian has now been filled, not only filled but swollen and may break through at any time.

Could it be that he was a blessing in disguise, and was beaten out of the blood in his body by the palm of the man in black?

Seeing Feng Wuxie wake up, Han Yefei and Mo Sang withdrew their internal energy and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

Feng Wuxie gently raised his hand, and hit the vase on the table. The wind of his palm shattered the vase, and the pieces flew out of the window and were embedded on the wall.

Han Yefei and Mo Sang both looked at each other in dismay, why did it feel like Feng Wuxie's inner strength had improved a lot after returning?

"You guys go out first, I'll adjust your breathing." The pain in the dantian became more and more intense, and Feng Wuxie didn't have time to explain it to them.

Han Yefei and Mo Sang were both martial arts practitioners, so they naturally understood Feng Wuxie's pain, so they went out and locked the door for Feng Wuxie.

After about an hour, Feng Wuxie pushed the door open, and Han Yefei and Mo Sang looked at her expectantly: "How about it?"

Feng Wuxie smiled lightly: "I have improved by [-]%."

"Twenty percent?" Han Yefei exclaimed, ordinary people practice martial arts step by step, but Feng Wuxie leapfrogged.

I really don't know whether to say that she is lucky or that she is talented.

"The martial arts of the Central Plains are truly extraordinary." Mo Sang said thoughtfully.

Feng Wuxie smiled lightly: "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

She signaled Han Yefei and Mo Sang to sit down, and started to talk about business: "Now that I know the true face of that Concubine Li, I can't sit still, I want to expose her and save my Feng family from this scourge. "

"So?" Mosang asked.

"So, this matter should be dusted before the Nan Fan King and Princess go back."

Han Yefei frowned, as if he didn't agree with Feng Wuxie taking risks: "Let's not say that your identity cannot be revealed, as far as the current situation is concerned, Emperor Chu won't trust you at all, so why would you take risks alone? "

Feng Wuxie also considered this question, she smiled lightly: "Now that I do it, I will be very sure."

Mo Sang knew that she had made up her mind, so she didn't try to dissuade her anymore, she just stared into Feng Wuxie's eyes, and said solemnly: "Do what you want to do, don't worry about other things."

Feng Wuxie felt deeply sorry: "You could have avoided this muddy water."

"Since you are already my princess, I will naturally protect you." Mo Sang said.

Han Yefei snorted disdainfully, and really couldn't understand Mo Sang's seriousness: "You have your three thousand beauties, so I won't bother you if you are innocent, let alone let me go to the mountain of swords, even if I go to the frying pan. You need to wash it off."

Mo Sang was so choked by his good brother that he didn't bring it up, and then he felt short of breath, thinking about his three thousand beauties, he really had a headache.

How about sending them all away?

Feng Wuxie looked at the two of them and shook his head helplessly: "You don't need to go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil, you just need to do what I say."

The two of them cheered up, and they always felt that Feng Wuxie's smile was very black-bellied, and had a faint feeling that someone was going to be unlucky.

"How to do it?"

The three heads got together, and Feng Wuxie talked about his plan to them in a low voice.

Listening to Feng Wuxie's words, Han Yefei and Mo Sang frowned tightly. Why do they feel that this plan is a bit damaged?
In the evening, the palace is wrapped in an orange sunset, making the whole palace look like a layer of plasma.

Feng Zhirou sat in front of the vanity mirror, stroking the layer of human skin on her face, her eyes were terribly sinister, if it wasn't for taking good care of this skin, how could anyone discover her secret.

It will not be angered by the master.

There was a sound outside the door, Feng Zhirou lifted her eyelids slightly, finished her makeup, and then said to the outside world: "Come in."

Soon, a man in black came in and knelt down on the ground: "Master."

"How?" Feng Zhirou asked.

"Princess Nan did not go out yesterday, but what is suspicious is that she rested very early, and there was no movement all night."

Nothing?Feng Zhirou smiled coldly, the more silent, the more suspicious.

After waving the man in black to retreat, Feng Zhirou called Qiulan in.

"Go and invite Princess Nan into the palace, and tell me that I want to talk to her."

As early as the first day she entered the palace, Feng Zhirou felt that Princess Nan was very similar to Feng Wuxie, and now that she heard the news from the spies, she became even more certain.

This Nan Wangfei is mysterious and also has medical skills. In the whole world, who else is there except Feng Wuxie.

Today, I will tear off your true face to see where you are fleeing.

In the post house, Feng Wuxie couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the news brought by the maid.

Worried about not being able to enter the palace, Feng Zhirou couldn't hold back anymore.

With such a good opportunity, if you don't make good use of it, how can you be worthy of her.

Asking the servants to reward the palace maid with two taels of silver, Feng Wuxie said softly: "Thank you for your kindness, my concubine cleans up, and I'll go now."

The palace maid got the silver, she had a smile on her face, but she was still a little embarrassed and said to Feng Wuxie: "It's better for the princess to enter the palace as soon as possible, the sedan chair has already arrived, don't make the empress wait."

Oh, I really can't wait.

Feng Wuxie smiled sweetly: "That's right, let's go."

The sedan chair carried Feng Wuxie all the way to the palace, Feng Wuxie sat quietly in the sedan chair, looking at the receding palace wall, feeling very calm in his heart.

Speeding all the way, we soon arrived at the Hall of Hehuan.

When Feng Wuxie entered, a banquet had already been set up in the hall, Feng Zhirou was dressed in concubine attire, sitting on a chair and drinking tea.

Seeing Feng Wuxie coming in, her eyes sparkled, she put down the teacup in her hand and said with a smile: "My sister is here."

Then he came out to greet her, and held Feng Wuxie's hand affectionately: "Since I met my sister last time, I feel that there is a destiny, the palace is lonely, and I have no one to talk to, so I called my sister Into the palace, sister, don't be upset."

Feng Wuxie sneered in her heart, she really deserved to have stayed in the palace for a long time, not only had she become more scheming, but even her tongue had become more powerful.

Although I thought so in my heart, there was still a smile on my face: "Your Majesty is worrying too much, I feel very honored to be favored by your Majesty."

Feng Wuxie replied politely, and calmly withdrew her hand, causing Feng Zhirou's face to darken.

Immediately, she returned to normal, and hurriedly beckoned Feng Wuxie to sit down: "Little sister, taste it quickly, this is a small dish specially prepared by my life palace for my little sister, see if it suits your appetite."

While Feng Zhirou was talking, she secretly observed Feng Wuxie's expression and how she would eat while wearing a veil. If she dared to push back and refuse to take off her veil, she could be punished for a serious crime of disrespect.

But Feng Wuxie seemed to have disappointed Feng Zhirou, she took off her veil generously, smiled at Feng Zhirou, "Thank you, my concubine, for your hospitality."

As her veil was taken off, a charming little face was revealed, with picturesque eyebrows and warm jade skin glowing with luster.

Under Qiong's nose, her cherry lips are as bright as a dandelion, seductively red.

Her eyes are like water, but with a hint of coldness, seeming to see through everything but with a disdainful sarcasm, making people feel dazed, she is the one at the helm.

The others are just a bunch of clowns, and she is the one watching the show.

Feng Zhirou's eyes suddenly enlarged, and she looked at the person in front of her incredulously. Although she already believed in her heart that Princess Nan was Feng Wuxie, when the person was really in front of her eyes, she didn't want to believe it in her heart.

How can a person who deserves to die deserve to sit with her?
The more Feng Zhirou thought about it, the more she hated her, but when she thought of her plan, she suppressed her anger, reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, and said to Feng Wuxie, "This wine is made in secret by the palace, so you can't drink it outside. It’s here, sister, try it, is it delicious?”

This is the famous Hundred Days Drunk, which is even mixed with drugs that can cause hallucinations. As long as Feng Wuxie drinks it and asks her something, she will obediently answer it.

(End of this chapter)