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

Chapter 386 I will take revenge on him personally
It seemed that all of Feng Wuxie's strength was used to remember Han Yefei's death in front of her.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Feng Wuxie turned back to look at Jun Yeli. When he met his deep eyes, Feng Wuxie felt how hard he had worked these past few days.

The originally high-spirited man had green stubble on his smooth chin, and his smiling eyes were replaced by a touch of sadness, as well as the distress that Feng Wuxie was most familiar with.

Feng Wuxie felt a pain in his heart, stepped forward and took his hand, looked up into Jun Yeli's eyes, and said: "Here, you need to worry about it, the news must not be revealed, and those prisoners, I don't think there's any need to keep it."

The news of Han Yefei's death must not be spread, lest Bei Mo's people will be shaken.

Of course Jun Yeli understood this truth, even if Feng Wuxie didn't say anything, he would take action to block the news.

"I have told Bai Xiao to handle this matter, don't worry."

Feng Wuxie nodded, and said apologetically, "Husband, thank you."

Jun Yeli has seen her pain for the past few days, but apart from silently accompanying her, he has nothing to do.

Taking Feng Wuxie's hand and putting it on his heart, Jun Yeli forcefully forced a smile: "There is no need to say these things between you and me."

Feng Wuxie smiled at Jun Yeli, but before he could digest that smile, the warmth in his hand had already been drawn out.

The heavy rain was torrential, and the cold raindrops fell on the bluestone brick floor, making a crisp crackling sound, and the rumbling thunder sounded in the distance, as if the sky was also roaring, pitying the fall of a generation of heroes.

The ever-burning lamp on the mourning hall swayed in the wind and rain, Feng Wuxie stepped forward, blocked the wind blowing into the mourning hall with his hands, the jumping flames swayed a few times, and burned straight again.

Stretching out the wick of the oil lamp, Feng Wuxie looked at the huge coffin, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

"I'll bring him back." Feng Wuxie took a deep look at Hong Xiu as if speaking to Hong Xiu, but also to himself.

Turning around and striding into the rain, he left without looking back.

Seeing that Feng Wuxie went to the enemy camp alone, Du Chun was very anxious. He turned his head to look at Jun Yeli, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you really assured that she will go alone?"

The fists on both sides of his body were clenched tightly, and Jun Yeli's heart felt like being pricked by a needle, but according to the agreement between him and Feng Wuxie, he couldn't show up, let alone make a move.

The enemy was vicious and threatened with Han Yefei's head, Feng Wuxie and him had to succumb.

"Let her go." Jun Yeli said calmly, on the surface there was no trace of tension on his face, but who could understand his anxious heart?

After hearing this sentence, Du Chun couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he didn't understand that Jun Yeli, who loves Feng Wuxie so much, could say such calm and clear words.

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen to her? Or do you have other plans?"

With Jun Yeli's temperament, how could he ignore Feng Wuxie's safety?

There must be a secret that Du Chun doesn't know.

Regarding Du Chun's question, Jun Yeli only pursed his lips mysteriously, but there was a cautious murderous look in his smiling eyes.

In the dense rain, a fast horse galloped like lightning, and the horse's hooves stepped on the yellow mud paddles, splashing countless water.

After leaving Yuzhou City, Feng Wuxie kept galloping without stopping, the rainwater slid down her face and merged into a stream along her slender eyelashes.

According to the agreement, the enemy camp asked Feng Wuxie to meet at the foot of Niutou Mountain.

Feng Wuxie ran all the way, but there was no trace of the enemy's camp. Is the enemy hiding too deeply, or the other party is simply playing tricks on her?

However, since that person knew that Han Yefei had a close relationship with him and let her come here alone, he must be someone who is very familiar with Feng Wuxie.

The horse stopped in front of Niutou Mountain, Feng Wuxie was wearing tight clothes, and his eyes were burning like a torch. At this time, the rain had stopped, but the sky and the earth were still gray.

Wherever the eyes touch, visibility is still very low.

"Since your Excellency invited me to meet here, why are you shy and afraid to show up?"

The other party actually played hide-and-seek with Feng Wuxie, Feng Wuxie sneered disdainfully, his eyes were full of contempt.

Standing quietly for a while, she still didn't see any movement from the other party, but Feng Wuxie felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her firmly in the depths of the dense forest.

With puzzled, confused, and hateful eyes, it is almost suffocating.

Feng Wuxie couldn't help raising his brows slightly, and looked around: "Since Your Excellency is so dishonest, then I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his horse's head and wanted to leave.

Just as Feng Wuxie was about to leave, a large number of soldiers suddenly appeared all around, blocking her way of leaving.

"Now that you're here, why don't you have a drink?" A slightly deep voice sounded, and Feng Wuxie couldn't help frowning. The voice was so familiar that she couldn't believe it.

Could it be that there is really such a thing as resurrection from the dead?
But Feng Wuxie is a medical student, and death is like a lamp going out, so how could she believe such nonsense.

On the hillside in the distance, a man dressed in white appeared slowly on a big horse. His slightly cold eyes looked at Feng Wuxie and behind her.

As if to confirm whether she was really trustworthy, she came here alone.

After a while, the corners of Gong Moran's mouth curled up slightly. Since he had been in the shadows before, now he rode forward alone, gradually revealing his face.

After seeing the familiar person who can no longer be familiar with, Feng Wuxie's heart turned into a huge wave.

The hand holding the rein couldn't help shaking, Feng Wuxie resisted the urge to kill Gong Moran with a knife, and asked calmly, "It's you?"

"Yes." Gong Moran replied indifferently.

Feng Wuxie sneered: "God is really blind to let you still alive."

Her smile was too ironic, and Gong Moran could still feel the hatred in those black eyes even at such a long distance.

Feng Wuxie wanted him to die, and when he seized the throne, she wanted him to die, but at that time, her hatred for herself was not so obvious and strong.

Sure enough, the enraged woman was even more ruthless.

Gong Moran couldn't help reining in the reins, facing Feng Wuxie's ridicule, he didn't have the courage to take another step forward, he exhaled lightly, and pointed at Feng Wuxie from a distance with his hand holding the whip: "Do you know , why did I let you come alone?"

"It's just wanting my life." Feng Wuxie whispered disdainfully.

Gong Moran sneered: "You're half right. I not only want you to die, but I also want Jun Yeli to die. He confuses the blood of the royal family. How can such a person deserve to be the emperor?"

When Jun Yeli was mentioned, Gong Moran's mood fluctuated a little. The man who has always regarded himself as the sixth prince is actually the one with ulterior motives.

Pretending to be of royal blood, won the trust of Emperor Chu, killed himself, the real heir of the royal family, and even won the country of his palace.

Pity his real His Royal Highness Jin Wang, but now he has to live in another country, how can he swallow this bad breath?
Feng Wuxie was not surprised that Gong Moran was able to find out Jun Yeli's life experience, otherwise, how could he go to war because of this, killing Han Yefei is not counted, but also using himself to catch Jun Yeli?
In all of this, he has only one purpose, which is to regain his throne as the emperor.

"Gong Moran, haven't you seen it clearly? You have been abolished by Emperor Chu. Now you are not a prince, let alone a king of Jin. You are just a grassroots person. How can Xichu tolerate a murder?" The person of your own biological father came to be the emperor? Everything is just your own fault."

Facing Gong Moran's questioning, Feng Wuxie was extremely calm, and continued under his cold eyes: "Who told you that the blood of Gong must be noble? All people in the world are equal, and there is no distinction between high and low in life. Under the rule of my husband, Chu is becoming more and more prosperous, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. They respect and love him very much. Over time, these small countries in the surrounding area will submit to my Western Chu. If you are, can you do it? "

Feng Wuxie's series of questions made Gong Moran helpless, because every word she said was true.

He is far inferior to Jun Yeli in terms of strategy in governing the country.

But the more this is the case, the more Gong Moran wants to prove his sense of existence, how is he inferior to him, and why everyone supports him and supports him.

Even Feng Wuxie followed him steadfastly.

Angry to the extreme, Gong Moran took a deep breath and smiled instead. He waved his hand, and the waiting guard behind him came forward holding a black wooden box.

When the waiting guard came out, Feng Wuxie's heart started beating wildly, and he stared at the box without blinking.

But her heart seemed to be thrown into a hot oil pan, and she almost lost consciousness due to the heat.

"Do you want it?" Gong Moran raised his chin proudly, his gaze was as sharp as an ice front, he took the box from the waiting guard, and opened the lid to Feng Wuxie: "Come and get it if you want it."

The moment the box was opened, Feng Wuxie's face was already as pale as paper, and thousands of huge waves surged through her heart, almost crushing her so much that she could hardly hold on.

The nails in his palm had already been pinched and bloody, but Feng Wuxie didn't seem to feel any pain, his eyes just fixed on the box.

"Okay, I'll get it now." As if unconscious, Feng Wuxie squirmed his lips, moved stiffly like a puppet, rolled off his horse, and walked towards Gong Moran.

In Gong Moran's impression, Feng Wuxie is very strong, smart and wise, she will never succumb to anyone's threats.

But now Feng Wuxie is so obedient, let her come by herself, she will come by herself, let her come, she will come.

It is precisely because he knows Feng Wuxie so well that Gong Moran murmurs in his heart, wanting to see whether the person in front of him is a fake, but Feng Wuxie's unique temperament is so obvious, even if someone wants to It is impossible to fake it.

(End of this chapter)