Beautiful Villain Princess: Volume 3

By Qing ChunXiaoJiu

Once transmigrated, imprisoned, poisoned, she could not bear it any longer, she decided to kill; he, elegant, uninhibited, uninhibited, he had destroyed her family.

lacked deep love for her, loved and hated her for her entanglement, he asked her to forgive him, she said yes, but you must give up your world!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Aug 19, 2020
• ISBN: 9781636229850

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER 201 - COURTSHIP

CHAPTER 202 - MUSTARD

CHAPTER 203 - LOCHIA

CHAPTER 204 - AMNESIA

CHAPTER 205 - CRISIS

CHAPTER 206 - LOVE RIVAL

CHAPTER 207 - INDESTRUCTIBLE

CHAPTER 208 - MEN

CHAPTER 209 - REACH

CHAPTER 210 - TEST DRUG

CHAPTER 211 - TOXIC BLOOD

CHAPTER 212 - DELINQUENCY

CHAPTER 213 - INDUCEMENT

CHAPTER 214 - KINSMAN

CHAPTER 215 - GAS RETENTION

CHAPTER 216 - ARGUMENT

CHAPTER 217 - LOCHIA

CHAPTER 218 - BLOCKED

CHAPTER 219 - HIGH

CHAPTER 220 - ALONE

CHAPTER 221 - DRUNKENNESS

CHAPTER 222 - OUT OF CONTROL

CHAPTER 223 - MEND

CHAPTER 224 - SCAR

CHAPTER 225 - REQUEST FOR AN INTERVIEW

CHAPTER 226 - SUSPECT

CHAPTER 227 - UNEASINESS

CHAPTER 228 - INVERSION OF STOMACH

CHAPTER 229 - DELAY

CHAPTER 230 - FACES

CHAPTER 231 - SUPPRESSIVE

CHAPTER 232 - PALMAR MOUTH

CHAPTER 233 - TERRIFIED

CHAPTER 234 - THREAT

CHAPTER 235 - COMPROMISE

CHAPTER 236 - CRUELTY

CHAPTER 237 - HYPOCRISY

CHAPTER 238 - WHAT THE HELL

CHAPTER 239 - TRUTH

CHAPTER 240 - PREGNANCY

CHAPTER 241 - FRIGHTENED

CHAPTER 242 - SNATCH

CHAPTER 243 - FIGHT

CHAPTER 244 - SO BUSY

CHAPTER 245 - SELF-REPROACH

CHAPTER 246 - ACTION

CHAPTER 247 - TRY

CHAPTER 248 - CHEAP

CHAPTER 249 - BEWITCHING

CHAPTER 250 - DREAM

CHAPTER 251 - EXIT

CHAPTER 252 - CHALLENGE

CHAPTER 253 - STRANGENESS

CHAPTER 254 - VERIFICATION

CHAPTER 255 - NEMATHION

CHAPTER 256 - ACCIDENT

CHAPTER 257 - EMPEROR

CHAPTER 258 - SEARCH

CHAPTER 259 - ENEMY

CHAPTER 260 - KEY

CHAPTER 261 - DARKROOM

CHAPTER 262 - CONSPIRACY

CHAPTER 263 - CARD BOTTOM

CHAPTER 264 - CONTENDING

CHAPTER 265 - RANKING

CHAPTER 266 - TOO LATE

CHAPTER 267 - RUMORS

CHAPTER 268 - YEARNING

CHAPTER 269 - FALL IN LOVE

CHAPTER 270 - COURTYARD

CHAPTER 271 - UNEXPECTED

CHAPTER 272 - CELL

CHAPTER 273 - UNEXPECTED

CHAPTER 274 - JAILBREAK

CHAPTER 275 - RUTHLESSNESS

CHAPTER 276 - SYMPTOM

CHAPTER 277 - DISASTER ROOT

CHAPTER 278 - BREAKTHROUGH

CHAPTER 279 - DEEP HATRED

CHAPTER 280 - REASON

CHAPTER 281 - TRUTH

CHAPTER 282 - FRETTING

CHAPTER 283 - EAVESDROP

CHAPTER 284 - ABDUCTION

CHAPTER 285 - SLANDER

CHAPTER 286 - SELF-DECEPTION

CHAPTER 287 - PASSIVE

CHAPTER 288 - ALONE

CHAPTER 289 - IRIS

CHAPTER 290 - OVERESTIMATE

CHAPTER 291 - RAIDER

CHAPTER 292 - FAILED

CHAPTER 293 - SAVED

CHAPTER 294 - CONFESSION

CHAPTER 295 - JADE PENDANT

CHAPTER 296 - PEOPLE'S HEARTS

CHAPTER 297 - SEARCH THE PALACE

CHAPTER 298 - OLD PEOPLE

CHAPTER 299 - ROB

CHAPTER 300 - STASH NEEDLE

CHAPTER 201 - COURTSHIP

She saw Zhao Yuwan knock on the door and enter. You Xin was startled. However, he could not hide the joy in his eyes. The dress tugged at the collar on her shoulders. Sit up. He had to come down and pay his respects. But he didn't want to move. The clothes on his shoulders were not only unzipped. It fell down instead.

This was just a small thought. How could Zhao Yuwan not understand? It was just that he didn't think it was necessary to beat her again.

In the end, he still couldn't bear to do so. Even though she was acting somewhat recklessly today. But also because of him. Fortunately. Feng Feixuan understood everything. Otherwise, it would make his head hurt. Women. He could coax her. But no endless nonsense. People like Feng Feixuan could see everything very clearly. And smart. As such, it was not easy to cause a ruckus.

You're excused. Lie down. Let This King show you the wound. Zhao Yuwan didn't avoid him. Instead, he walked in with his usual medicine chest in one hand.

At this moment, the young maid had already left. The two of them were alone in the room. The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Zhao Yuwan's expression was indifferent as she swept the wound on her shoulder. He then placed the box on the table. He focused on taking out the bottles and jars inside.

Master … As expected, You Xin obediently laid down. In the bright light. She looked up. Ying Ying looked at the man that floated to her like water. She whined. He was so infatuated that he didn't know how to control his heartbeat to accelerate. Ye Zichen slapped her on the face. Red as the sunset.

Zhao Yuwan's back was facing the light. He walked to her bedside. His shadow loomed over him. A warm breath could be faintly smelled. It made the snowy core on his shoulder tremble. His heart was beating like a drum. Thump thump thump.

You attacked him. Otherwise, how could his injuries be so severe? Zhao Yuwan seriously looked at her wound. The handsome brows tightly knitted together. Puzzled, he asked.

You Xin nodded shyly. She moaned, Yes. Your servant wants to …"

Zhao Yuwan sighed. He lamented, Don't be so stupid in the future. It was just a small matter. Everyone did so personally. Hurt yourself. How could he handle it? Especially you shouldn't be impulsive. Take off your clothes in front of people.

Is Mistress blaming this servant? You Xin bit her lips. He allowed the tears to fall. She began to sob. At the same time, he couldn't help but follow the direction of Zhao Yuwan.

What are you blaming for? You and You Xin have been following me since childhood. Could anyone else even compare to him? You're ruining yourself like this. This King felt much better. Lie still. Let This King apply the medicine for you. " Zhao Yuwan originally couldn't bear to refuse her approach. However, this fist was very close. He could feel the warmth of her body. It was different from the attractive fragrance of Feng Feixuan. Instead, it was a kind of discomfort that made him feel an inexplicable sense of unfamiliarity.

He really couldn't overcome this problem. The greatest limit was to cover the clothing with one's hands. Hold her so she can lie down on her back.

Will Master despise me as a servant? He did not refuse. He finally took a step forward. He was willing to touch her body with his hand. Even through the clothes. But it was enough to make her tired.

Nope. Zhao Yuwan focused her attention on applying the medicine for her. The handsome face didn't have much of an expression on it. However, the answer was so firm that there was not a trace of hesitation.

Because he had the same thoughts as Feng Feixuan. Just look at it. It's not the key part. What's there to mind? He was never a man of his ways. It was even less pedantic.

However … You Xin was wrong. Her uneasiness. Because of his two firm words. In an instant, he calmed down. It made her speak with confidence. He spoke of something that he had been dreaming about for his entire life. That master. Will you marry a servant? " Finished. She shyly turned her face away. As he asked this question. His heart leaped into his throat. They didn't dare to look at him again.

Who knew? He was filled with anticipation. There was a long silence.

This silence seemed eerie. It was already the most obvious rejection. How could she suppress the tears that were like the tide? His heart was filled with pain. Her shoulders trembled. Sobbing.

She did not dare turn to look at him. He was afraid that he would see such a deep and merciless rejection. It was the first time. She confided in him. He was like a lowly ant. She prayed for him to give her a glance. I'd rather be drunk to death in this life.

This servant does not request to be one in ten thousand with the wangfei. It was to be a concubine serving her master for the rest of her life. That still won't do. She didn't dare look. He didn't dare to listen. He didn't dare to face it. She begged with tears in her eyes.

Such persistence. After Feng Feixuan had married in. He had already begun to go crazy. She was like a volcanic eruption. They only hoped for a decision that could make a moth fly into a flame. Even if he fell into the abyss. No regrets.

What happened today. She was ready. If he doesn't marry. She could only apologize with her death.

After all, he had ruined his innocence in front of others. Everyone in the manor was watching. She thought Master would at least feel sorry for her. Even if it was just giving her a name. As a decoration. He was also famous. She could walk openly into his presence. Close to his bed.

She really couldn't stand it. Day after day. However, she couldn't approach the longing and despair at his side. Even if it was just for her to touch. Even if he died. He was willing.

The finger that Zhao Yuwan used to bandage her wound paused slightly. His face remained the same. He sighed. His voice became gentler. It's like a spring breeze. Don't cry. Not good for the body. The Sky Worm Silk was meant for people with deep inner strength. The more frustrated and angry you are. The true qi within his body was in a mess. The more likely the wound is inflamed. "

Finished. The gauze in his hand was fully bandaged. He silently stood up.

Mistress. Don't go … Seeing him stand up. You Xin was flustered. He finally turned around. She tugged on his white sleeves. His swollen eyes begged pitifully. That gentle and gentle feeling. Obsessive attachment. Heartbreak. Let you have a heart of stone. He couldn't bear to refuse.

Zhao Yuwan slightly frowned. In the end, he did not break away from her. Once again, You Xin was inexplicably happy. She knew he still cared about her. Even if she didn't know shame and put him in a difficult position. Not only did he not blame her at all. He even bandaged her up so carefully. A kind reminder. He wanted to ask which other man in the world was capable of such a feat.

Even if there was. No one could compare to him. Even shoes. It would have sullied his holiness.

As long as she could be his woman. The days after that lengthened. She had plenty of opportunities to seduce him. Let him overcome his mental barriers. She didn't mind waiting. Even if it was a lifetime.

Then go to sleep. When you fall asleep. This King will go out again. Have a good night's sleep. I believe that by tomorrow morning, my wounds will be almost healed. Zhao Yuwan sat down at the same spot as before. There was a smile on his face. After a moment of delicate coaxing.

Her charming face was flushed red. At this moment, his mood had calmed down. He actually felt embarrassed about what he had just said. She dubiously pulled on Zhao Yuwan's sleeve. Slowly tightening. A sweet voice. Your servant just …

I don't want to. This time, Zhao Yuwan impatiently waved her hand. He interrupted her. You Xin. This King's matter. Only you know. Don't let This King say it a second time. She was her. You are you. There was no comparison. Not to mention. Big things didn't happen. This King does not care about matters of love. If you are still in a daze, then … No one can help you. Like tonight. Don't ever do it again. "

Quiet And Steadfast was stunned. Terrified. He shook his head repeatedly. No. Mistress. This servant doesn't dare to … Aaaah!

She held onto Zhao Yuwan's sleeve, refusing to let go. He ignored the wounds on his body. Just roll off the bed. He forced himself to kneel down and plead guilty. But he didn't want to move. It tore open the wound that she had painstakingly bandaged. Shrinking in pain.

I see. Zhao Yuwan also lost her temper. He reached out and helped her up through the clothes. The gauze on her right shoulder was bright red. He didn't want to go through with it either. He directly touched her sleeping area.

You Xin had gotten into his arms. He felt pain on his body. She fell onto the bed. He fell asleep.

Zhao Yuwan's back was facing the light. The shadow in his eyes was hidden. He took a long look at the core on the bed. Lightly waving his hand. A stream of air flowed out from his palm. The quilt by the bed moved slowly. All the way until it covered You Xin. He then turned around silently. The door opened.

Your servant greets Your Highness. The servant girl that was used to serving You Xin stood guard at the door, trembling slightly. Her lips were purple from the cold. The moment she saw Zhao Yuwan come out. She fell to her knees in horror.

Get up. Just now, someone came by. Zhao Yuwan gently raised her hand. Get her up. His bright eyes swept across the snow-white courtyard. In the soft snow. It was thick and smooth. There were no signs of footsteps. However, he did not know why he suddenly asked this question.

The young maid was shivering from the cold. Plus late night sleepiness. She didn't think too much about the meaning behind Zhao Yuwan's words. He just kept shaking his head. No. No. No one had come. The prince entered. This servant has always been guarding the door. " And most of what she remembered tonight. Although he was dazed. But he wasn't blinded. Indeed, no one had come.

No. Then why would he be here smelling the warm fragrance that was unique to Feng Feixuan? Could it be that he felt a little dizzy? Otherwise, someone would appear in the vicinity. How could he not know? Moreover, Feng Feixuan did not know how to use inner force. His steps were heavy. It was impossible to avoid his senses.

Thinking of this. He waved his hand to let the maidservant in. He then turned around and blinked his eyes. His thick eyelashes masked the emotion in his eyes. Maybe he said too much tonight. Such a strange illusion. Once and for all. It seemed that it was no easy task.

He still wanted to see Mo Zhu. However, he was a bit worried. And then he saw the deep night. Most likely, Mo Zhu, this noisy little girl, had already gone to sleep. Go now. I'm afraid I'll disturb her rest.

So he stopped thinking about it. He took the same route back to the main hall. He gently pushed the door open. A wave of warmth that was different from the outside cold assaulted his senses. It was as if he was bathed in spring breeze.

The depth of his inner strength was incomparable to ordinary people. Even the snow and ice had no effect on him. However, this did not mean that he did not have any intuition. This was a warm and cold comparison. This made his tense heart instantly loosen up.

CHAPTER 202 - MUSTARD

After seeing Feng Feixuan asleep on the bed. His uneasiness instantly turned into dust. The tiredness swept over him like a tide. It actually made him feel extremely tired. He just wanted to leave everything behind. He could only hug her and sleep peacefully through the night.

Zhao Yuwan walked all the way over. His hands weren't idle either. He took off the outer robe that carried the cold and the snow. He threw it on the ground. So as not to keep her cold. He didn't forget to use his inner force. First, he had to warm his hands. He then wrapped himself around the blanket and pulled it away. Ye Zichen carried the soft figure over. He lowered his head. The dragonfly kissed her on the forehead and on the fragrant lips. Only then did he sleep contentedly.

It was the fragrance of her body that attracted him the most. And every part of her body. It was as if they were carefully crafted for him. So appropriate. So familiar. It made him unable to stop. The closer they got. The more he wanted, the more he wanted. The more he got, the more he got. The more unsatisfactory it was. Even now. Holding it like this. He also felt a deep longing.

Perhaps it was because he was too tired. He didn't notice that Feng Feixuan's fan like eyelashes had slightly moved. The corner of his eye dripped a drop of crystal clear teardrop.

The next day. It was still early. Dizzy clouds covered the winter sun. Even the heavens and the earth were muddled. There was no more snow. The weather was getting colder and colder.

Zhao Yuwan didn't wait for Feng Feixuan to wake up. He stood up alone. He went to Six Fans Gate. The medicine on the pill furnace was still burning. It seemed like it would be difficult for the apprentice alchemist to hold on for an entire night. Sleeping against the table. He pushed the door open and entered. He gently pushed the medicine boy. He gestured for him to rest first.

He didn't want the medicine boy to quiver. He rubbed his eyes. Seeing that it was Zhao Yuwan. He suddenly became clear-headed. He was so shocked that cold sweat covered his entire body. He kneeled down in fear. I kowtow and admit my mistake. Mistress. Servant deserves to die. He accidentally dozed off. Your Highness, please forgive me. This servant will never dare to be this careless again. "

No worries. Go for a rest. This King will just watch. " Zhao Yuwan walked over. He raised his hand and used the wind from his palm to prop up the red-hot lid of the furnace. From the looks of it, it was clear that the effect was different from what he had imagined. He was not in the mood to make things difficult. He comforted her generously.

Thank you, Mistress. The medicine boy stood up, overjoyed. He was still half-bowing. He said cautiously, Yes, master. You left not long ago last night. Clan Master Xiao suddenly woke up. He even came over to ask the servant where the lord had gone. He said he had something to report to you. The servant saw that his face was pale. He had thought that it was due to the poison. Just as he was about to take a look at his pulse. But he didn't want to. This servant had no choice. He could only let him go back and rest. I wonder how things are going today. Do you want this servant to invite him over?

No need. You go down first. If he has something to say, he will naturally come and find This King again. Zhao Yuwan understood. He immediately gestured for the apprentice apothecary to withdraw. He had already picked up the bamboo block that was still open on the table, just like last night. He began to study it carefully. It was as if he did not put it in his eyes at all.

In the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Indeed. Knocking sounds came from outside the door.

Come in. Zhao Yuwan didn't look up. He replied plainly.

This humble servant greets Seventh Prince. Xiao Kong Tu pushed open the door and entered. At this time, he had already changed out of yesterday's black clothes. He put on a set of black clothes. It seemed to be to set off the paleness of his face. Even his steps were a bit shaky. He knelt down and saluted. He was actually a little lacking in confidence. It seems that the injury was not light.

Zhao Yuwan put away the book in her hands. He looked up at him. He said, Get up and reply.

I dare not. I failed to live up to the request of the prince. He really had no face to face with her. Subordinate mistakes. Let the hand blade take advantage of the opportunity. The Thousand Faces Guan Yin was already dead. Please grant me your punishment, Your Highness." Xiao Kongtu did not dare to get up. He kowtowed with a stiff face.

Thousand Faces Guan Yin's death. This King heard it last night. Not only that. The crown prince and this king's wangfei also knew of this matter. Although it was too late to interrogate her about her motive for infiltrating the Royal Mansion for so many years. But people are dead. There was no point in pursuing the matter any further. You don't have to blame yourself. It seems that this king still needs to thank you for being able to bring her out of the palace in time. Otherwise, when This King is no longer a hand knife. For a Thousand Faces Guan Yin, he sneaked into the palace and started a massacre. That was truly inhumane. Now, they all thought that he had killed her by sneaking into the Prince's Mansion to take away the Thousand Faces Guan Yin. It has nothing to do with you. Don't worry."

Zhao Yuwan stood up. He walked in front of Xiao Kong Tu. He said this to him condescendingly. It seemed like he was comforting and appreciating it. Yet, she was so understanding that she could make people submit.

That is to say. The usually magnanimous Xiao Kongtu felt even more uncomfortable. First, let's not talk about the fact that they are monarchs. Even a large group of Six Fans Gate's brothers still needed his help. Xiao Kongtu did not dare to be careless. Your highness is merciful. It is hard for me to forgive my mistakes. " He was truly worried. Zhao Yuwan would not help them refine medicine after this. Or just a perfunctory act.

It was you who sent the Thousand Faces Guan Yin's corpse out of the city. Zhao Yuwan didn't want to get entangled with him again. He easily changed the topic.

Xiao Kongtu stared blankly. He didn't dare to hide it. He replied respectfully, Yes. I am a man to see her. He really couldn't bear to refuse her at her deathbed. After all, she did it to prevent the wangfei from feeling hurt. That's why you're so righteous.

Hur hur. Zhao Yuwan mockingly smiled. He lightly said, Clan Master Xiao. This King really does not know. You have such a simple time. Or perhaps. You have such tender moments.

This … Xiao Kong Tu froze. He didn't understand.

Zhao Yuwan narrowed her eyes. He did not open his mouth again to resolve the doubt in Xiao Kong Tu's heart. Because Xiao Kongtu would not understand. There was no need to understand.

Only he himself knew what the Thousand Faces Guan Yin was doing. It wasn't that she couldn't bear to see Xuan'er sad. Rather, it was to make sure that Xuan'er would never forget him. Even if he died, he wouldn't be able to calm down. If Rui really brought his body back. He still didn't know what that little fool was crying about. He was so stupid that it made one's heart ache.

I knew it. It was time for him to let the corpse of that androgynous fellow be destroyed. I don't want to see the androgynous body. It made his heart clench. It takes a lot of effort to bury.

However, it did not seem too late now. Just look at that guy. Just what did he look like?

You may leave. This King still needs to refine medicine. Thinking of this. Zhao Yuwan wasn't courteous at all. He directly asked them to leave.

Xiao Kong Tu could not figure out the thoughts in his heart. Naturally, he wasn't sure whether or not he was really going to stop after his incompetence. But he said he was going to refine medicine. Xiao Kongtu did not dare to disturb him. Pious, he said, Thank you, Your Highness. Then, I'll take my leave first."

Finished. He stood up and walked out. He even closed the door. He locked all the entrances behind the door. The scene inside could no longer be seen clearly. He did not know what the people inside were doing. Xiao Kongtu remained silent. They paused at the door for a moment. Only then did he leave.

Right at this moment, within the Wanxiang Manor. Not long after Zhao Yuwan left. Feng Feixuan woke up. Ye Zichen touched the bed that still had his warmth left. She sat up expressionlessly. Liu Mei frowned. There seemed to be something missing in his heart. He inexplicably called out, Painting. But no one answered her. Even Mo Zhu did not wait on him at the door as usual. Waiting for her to wake up.

Bewildered, he stared at the half-open curtain. After a long time. She seemed to come to a realization. It turned out Painting had died last night. And Mo Zhu was also injured. The deficiency in his heart began to expand. Slowly it became incomplete.

Suddenly, she remembered what she overheard last night. A conversation between Zhao Yuwan and You Xin. His blank mind was instantly filled with something. The heaviness made her feel suffocated. At the same time, a sour feeling pressed down on her heart. He couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

She especially regretted her impulsiveness now. He had used the ultimate skill that he had learned in his previous life. He followed him with a self-righteous air. Hold your breath. Stick close to the window. She saw that he was very considerate to another woman who was obsessed with him. Hearing him speak warmly to this woman who adored him. Seeing his hesitation and gentleness. Love and lament. Feng Feixuan suddenly felt as if her heart was dripping blood. The pain of thorns.

Especially after seeing that he compromised because of one sentence from You Xin. He sat beside her again. He said that he would guard her and go to sleep. Feng Feixuan actually did not have the courage to continue watching. He hadn't finished listening to his last words. She was afraid that she would lose control. He fled the scene in such a sorry state.

Actually, Zhao Yuwan didn't say anything. He didn't do anything. It was just that there was no obvious rejection of Youxin's proposal to marry him. But why did she feel that someone had put a embroidered knife in her heart? Cut her flesh. What was she angry about? Jealous of what.

In truth, she had never complained about You Xin's provocation last night. Nor did he blame her. Because there was no need. No rights. However, the only thing she couldn't endure was Zhao Yuwan's ambiguous attitude.

You Xin had followed him for many years. There was naturally no need to speak of friendship. But that shouldn't be love. Furthermore, he shouldn't be lamenting over it. Guilt. Then he could marry her.

If that was the case, then what did she, Feng Feixuan, count for? How embarrassed she was. Since both of them were willing to accept that she wasn't innocent. Then what could be more worthy of his love. She originally had feelings for Zhao Yuwan. She was still full of confidence. Now, a crack appeared on the servant girl who he had watched grow up and thought was pure and clean, like vines that had been entangling him from the start.

That's right. Nether Core was a pure body. Ice clear and pure. As a result, he was willing to strip in public to prove that the person who robbed the painting was from the Six Fans Gate. His heart ached. He couldn't bear it any longer, could he? With his wisdom. Could it be that he couldn't see through it? Was Nether Core doing it on purpose?

Didn't he know? After this incident with You Xin. In the entire palace. She was clearly the most embarrassed one. All right. When had she ever complained? He never said that he was wrong.

But he. Not only did he not blame You Xin in the slightest. He even bandaged her wounds with his own hands. One word of advice after another. The voice was gentle. Even if it was the right thing to do. He pitied the jade. All right. She should understand. But in the face of Youxin's request for marriage. Why didn't he refuse? Stay here and think about it. Or did he want to marry her to begin with?

Could it be that it really will confirm that day. A joke.

CHAPTER 203 - LOCHIA

He said so. He felt only for her. He loved her. He could only touch her. He had given her the dignity of a man's life. That was why she was willing to believe it. He could not extricate himself from the love he had created. That was why she was willing to give up everything to marry him. Listen to him. However … It was really because of a maid that had accompanied him for so many years. It was ruined.

Actually, none of this was the most important. And most importantly, Feng Feixuan had just noticed at this moment. She loved him so much. Hegemony was such that he only had a little bit of hesitation when faced with temptation. Neither.

However, things had already come to this point. She did not hear it and she heard it. Was she going to kill him like a shrew? Forget it. She couldn't do it.

Since he couldn't control the feelings of others. Then wouldn't she be able to control herself? Since he was already married. Then you can walk. If there ever came a day. He really had the thought of marrying You Xin. Even if it was just a concubine. She, Feng Feixuan, would just let go. Let them fly in pairs.

No man. She could also live a wonderful life. Love. Forget it.

Someone, come. Feng Feixuan let out a deep sigh. He suppressed the tears in the corners of his eyes. He stood up barefooted. He put on the silk dress on the clothes rack. Her black hair flew in the air. She tied the belt quickly but gracefully. he shouted harshly.

'Yiya! ' The door opened. The goose-yellow curtain was lifted. A young maid walked in obediently. In his hands was a basin of hot water. I deserve to die. She didn't know that the wangfei had awoken. He did not come in to serve. Please forgive me, Princess. "

Feng Feixuan raised her head and seemed to recognize them as the ones that were usually even more by Mo Zhu's side. His hands and feet were diligent and obedient. It was just that she couldn't call out her name at the moment. Feng Feixuan did not care. While he was doing his best to get into good clothes. He said, It's alright. Put it down. I can do it myself. Go and see if Zhu'er is awake. Ask her how she is. I'll see her later. "

Reporting to the consort. Miss Mo Zhu got up early in the morning. She went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the princess. This servant also advised her to rest a bit longer. She just wouldn't. He said he had deep skills. He was thrown aside by the Crown Prince. Not enough is enough. Tell your servant not to worry. This young maid had a sharp tongue. Mo Zhu elegantly stated his words. Hearing this, Feng Feixuan's deep frown unconsciously relaxed.

He thought of Mo Zhu. Feng Feixuan's heart suddenly felt warm. He walked towards the young maid. He dipped his slender fingers into the hot water. The warmth of it made her hair stand on end. The haze in his heart was swept away. She smiled and said, This little girl. He loved to mess around. That's right. What's your name? I can't remember for a moment. "

This servant is Qing Gu. I'll have to trouble you, esteemed wangfei. " The young maid lifted the basin of experts. He happily knelt down. She smiled sweetly at Feng Feixuan. The pear-shaped vortex at the corner of his mouth began to ripple. Very pretty and cute.

Qing Gu. It was smooth sailing. Get up … Feng Feixuan hadn't finished speaking. The half-open door of the great hall was suddenly slammed open. Another young maid rushed in after bumping into Ji Hao. He ran all the way through the corridor. He pushed the curtain aside. He knelt down in a hurry. Panting, he said, Princess. Not good... Not good."

When did it happen? He's in such a hurry. Feng Feixuan threw down the towel. asked harshly.

The young maid choked until her face was purple. In addition, the cold wind was blowing outside. She ran all the way over. He wasn't even out of breath yet. She pointed in a confused direction. He said, Over there. They're fighting …"

Feng Feixuan was stunned. His heart leaped into his throat. Which side is fighting? She remembered the early hours of the morning. The two of them left the city in search of the painted corpse. He hasn't come back yet. I don't know what the situation is like. Now, they heard that there was a fight going on outside. Naturally, she did not dare to underestimate him. Before the young maid could finish speaking. She was going out.

Yes, yes. Three. Three … The young maid swallowed her saliva. He wanted to break his tongue. He saw that Feng Feixuan was about to leave. This time, she decided to shut her mouth and finish what she was saying at once. The Third Lady and a man were fighting. The side yard is about to turn into ruins.

Three moves. He had fainted. Feng Feixuan slapped her head. She forgot about the third move last night. He let that bastard, Xingming, stay in there all night. Who knows if he really healed Three Movements. Who knows if he did anything heartless.

Feng Feixuan's steps were swift like the wind. He ran in the direction of the side courtyard. He allowed the two maids from the Qing Valley to chase after him with their lives on the line. He couldn't make it in time.

Just as he rushed out of the door. He had yet to walk to the side yard where the three houses were to rest. Feng Feixuan heard a delicate shout. You bastard. I won't kill you today. I swear I'm not human. "

Not yet. She saw two people standing on the roof. On this side, the one with his back facing Feng Feixuan was precisely Three Movements who wore white clothes and brocade dresses. It was obvious that she had recovered from her injuries. He turned his face to the side, although the wound had yet to heal. But both the color and the spirit were excellent. He held a sword in one hand. It was crisp and clean. This shout. It actually caused the eaves of the house to vibrate a few times.

Xing Ming was wearing a green robe as he stood opposite to San Qian. At this moment, he was facing Feng Feixuan who was flying over from afar. Lan Lang's expression was much richer than it was in the past. The corner of his mouth twitched impatiently as he teased. However, his eyes were sparkling with an almost imperceptible smile.

He stood firmly on the roof with his fists clenched. Seeing Feng Feixuan coming over. He had been dodging and not saying a word before, but now he lowered his head. To the furious Three Movements. She explained seriously, Miss Sanqian. Please forgive my rudeness. However, the healing process of the Dark Guard after the execution was really unbearable for ordinary people. I'm also trying to make you suffer a little less. That was why he decided to knock the girl out. As for last night, after she had sent her zhenqi to the girl … I am at the bottom because I have exhausted all of my internal energy. Then, he fell asleep. He couldn't wake up for a while. He did not intend to offend the young lady. Please forgive me.

As she spoke, Feng Feixuan had already arrived under the roof. He didn't dare act as if he didn't see it. With a lifetime's leap, he landed before Feng Feixuan. He kneeled down. Your humble servant shall see your royal consort. The humble servant's words just now were true. If there were any lies. He would die a horrible death. Wangfei, please enlighten me.

You quibble. Bastard …" San Qian's face was ashen. He turned around to see Feng Feixuan. Her head was filled with grief. He only wished that he could kill Xing Ming with a single slash. It was to clear his mind.

If this was the execution grounds. After seeing Feng Feixuan. She was ecstatic. She could no longer be bothered with the torture this bastard had inflicted on her that night. So now he appeared again. Knock her out on the pretext of healing her. He even took the opportunity to take her innocence. They slept in the same bed for the whole night. It was as if he was unraveling her scar at the same time. He had ruthlessly trampled her dignity once again. How could she bear it?

It was intolerable. If she didn't kill this bastard today … It would be difficult for him to have a foothold in the world in the future. Especially giving face to Feng Feixuan. Destroyed my reputation. How could she be at ease?

Princess. Please. Help..." Once Xing Ming saw the three evictions, he rushed forward fearlessly with his sword. He was not dodging. He could only plead to Feng Feixuan with a bitter face.

Pfft. You have today. You should start your own life. Feng Feixuan sneered in schadenfreude. He immediately dodged to the side. Make room for the three evictions. He said coldly to Xing Ming, However, if you dare to hurt her, you will definitely have the audacity to do so. I have plenty of ways to torture you to the point where your life is better than death.

Xing Ming froze. It made no sense. Can't hurt her. Was he going to let her fight to the death like this? Does he look invulnerable? Xing Ming let out a speechless sigh. Flexible flash. He directly hid behind Feng Feixuan. The three evictions were utterly exasperated. But he had no way to begin.

Meanwhile, Xingming was cunningly looking for an opportunity. To Feng Feixuan, Royal Consort. You don't know. The internal injuries of the three moving girls were just right. Such a rage assaulted the heart. It's easy to hurt your internal organs. By then, his internal energy might not be able to recover. It will take a long time before you can come back.

Oh. There was such a thing. I think my family moved out of anger. Only they needed to kill a few people. To relieve the hatred. Especially a bastard like you. Kill a few more. It's just for the sake of the people. What do you think? Feng Feixuan didn't fall for it. Once again, he nimbly turned around. Make room for the three evictions.

After finally finding the opportunity, one of the three evictions was a happy one. He mercilessly raised his sword to attack. Xingming seemed to be angry. Surprisingly, he extended his hand and grabbed Feng Feixuan's shoulder. He wanted to use her as a shield.

San Qian turned pale with fright. It was already too late to sheathe his sword. She veered to the side. First, he had to get past Feng Feixuan's body. However, how could he stop the ferocious momentum. The sharp blade was about to pierce into Feng Feixuan's body. Everyone was stunned. Even Feng Feixuan had forgotten to dodge.

It was too late. That was fast. The dark guards hiding deep within quickly appeared. A streak of lightning-like white light ferociously knocked Three Movements' sword down. Then, the black shadow quickly disappeared. It was just like a fiend. Coming and going without a trace.

Feng Feixuan was stunned. Her shock was not being used as a shield in the stars. It was not as if Three Movements's sword had almost stabbed into her body. But this was the first time she saw the appearance of the most worried and cold of the dark guards. They were always with her. It was just that it didn't appear in front of her eyes like Leng Yue and the others did.

So. Last night she appeared outside Nether Core's room. They knew it too. Did this mean that Zhao Yuwan would know that she was eavesdropping sooner or later? Wound. He really was heavily injured. She

Too self-righteous. That bastard. I'm afraid I knew about her eavesdropping long before I came back last night. However, he did not explain with a single word. He left early in the morning and went to Six Fans Gate. Or a joke. Or maybe he had something on his mind. Pretending to be stupid. Sweat. Chill... She swore. Never forgive him again.

Starlight. You are courting death. " Leng Di did not know when he would return. From far away, he could see the actions of Xing Ming. He was so angry that he vomited blood. Unfortunately, the distance was too far. When he used all his strength to rush forward. Three Movements's sword had already been unsheathed by his companion in time.

CHAPTER 204 - AMNESIA

Fortunately, he didn't injure Feng Feixuan. However, this traitor, Xingming, must not be forgiven. Leng Mo's face turned ashen. Without a second word. He raised his sword and swung it towards the regretful Xing Ming.

Hello. Slow. Calm down … Xing Ming had been chased until he was pissed his pants. Jumping and running. He dodged left and right while he fought with Leng Ying. In truth, Leng Ying was no match for him. He just didn't want to start a war here. It hurt my feelings, so I won't talk about it anymore. He had angered the Seventh Prince. He wouldn't be able to hide even if he found a place to hide.

But just now, he had taken his hand away. He impulsively used Feng Feixuan as a shield. He knew he wasn't far from death.

Miss. How are you? Don't scare me. This servant deserves to die. I almost hurt you. The three evictions were collided with the internal energy of the dark guard. He and his sword were both thrown to the ground. Only after a long time did he finally catch his breath. He got up. He anxiously pounced towards Feng Feixuan who was still in a daze.

Feng Feixuan came back to her senses. She smiled wryly and shook her head. Hold her hand. He said worriedly, No. I'm fine. Baby move. You didn't hurt yourself, did you?

Your servant is fine. It was all this bastard's fault. Miss. This servant will definitely kill him today. " Three Movements nearly hurt Feng Feixuan because of it. She regretted it to death. This time … However, it was a genuine hatred towards Xing Ming. She stared at the starry sky that was the most restrained by the cold. His eyes turned red. He once again picked up the sword on the ground. Feng Feixuan hadn't had the time to stop him yet. She turned around and charged forward. More and faster chapters, please. It was obvious that he wanted to help Leng Ying. He wanted to put Xing Ming to death.

Xing Ming was so scared that his eyes were wide open. He anxiously blocked Leng Ning's sharpest palm strike. He bumped into the tip of the Three Movements. Life and death were at stake. He couldn't help but think about it. Zhang Xuan suddenly drew his breath. He quickly withdrew his body and turned around. He was like a dragon, circling around and behind the three evictions. From behind, he firmly held her slim waist. A hand closed around her pulse. He growled anxiously, Stop. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you. And you. Don't come up again. I don't want to keep fighting.

The latter sentence. Xing Ming pointed at Leng Ji, who was about to charge forward. A rude warning.

You … Sanqian was in his arms. He couldn't move at all. Listen to him threaten you again. He was so angry that he was about to explode. And he took the opportunity to get close to her back. The warm air seemed to want to burn her into a ball of fire. It caused her pale face to turn as red as a drop of blood. He wanted nothing more than to tear him into a thousand pieces.

But the more she struggled, the more she struggled. The more Starlight squeezed, the tighter his grip became. The palm placed on her waist seemed to want to crush her. For a moment, San Qian was enraged. She felt like she was going crazy.

I see. The coldest was not afraid of starlight. But in order not to hurt the three evictions. He didn't dare to rashly attack again.

I'd like to see what else you can do. Let her go." Feng Feixuan saw that the situation had calmed down. She came over in a rage. He coldly stared at Xing Ming. More and faster chapters, please.

Xing Ming froze. He exhaled in frustration. Her thin lips pouted in distress. She said sincerely, Royal Consort. I didn't mean to hurt you and Three Movements. Even if I did do something wrong. There had to be a chance to explain. Not to mention. Nothing yet." The latter sentence. He lowered his voice for some reason. He grumbled, feeling wronged. But it was enough for everyone to hear clearly. Especially the Three Movements. At this moment, his face was green and red. I can't move my hands or feet. But she was angry from embarrassment. He opened his mouth like a madman and bit down on his arm.

Are you a dog? I will repay this kindness with hatred. Xingming quickly let go of her. He moved to the side. He angrily shouted at Three Movements.

He didn't even feel like he had done anything wrong. If he had really done something shameful to her last night … Being misunderstood like this. He didn't feel wronged. But he just put his arm around her and slept. It was because he had helped her treat her injuries. He didn't even dare to touch her. Who would have wanted to wake up in the morning? He would be treated as a pervert. Who could be more aggrieved than him?

Feng Feixuan heard this. He was instantly enraged. A white jade finger pointed at Xing Ming's face. He sternly replied, I will repay you for your kindness. You can even say that. I've seen thick-skinned people, but I've never seen anyone act so shamelessly. Clearly, you were the one who hurt Su'er first. I gave you a chance to mend your ways. Do you really think you're amazing? If not for Zhao Yuqi's sake. Even if your martial arts are peerless. Don't even think of getting out of this gate.

Starlight choked. He had seen a nurse before. But he had really never seen Feng Feixuan protect a little girl to the bone so indiscriminately. I really don't understand. It was just a maid. It was no different from his identity. No. He was also a secret guard of the royal family. Even though he was a slave, he was still a warrior. She wasn't any more noble than this stupid girl who didn't know the rules. What's the big deal?

Get out of here immediately. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. My people. You are not worthy. Don't let me and Mojito see you again in the future. Qing Gu. Ask him to go out." Feng Feixuan arrogantly pointed in the direction of the Duke's Mansion's entrance. Sending them away without any regard whatsoever.

This servant obeys. This lord. Please. The two maidservants from the Qing Valley, who had been in a hurry for a while, were unable to help. The moment he heard Feng Feixuan's instructions. He then bravely walked over. He made a gesture of invitation towards Xing Mingfu. He knew that he was the secret guard the crown prince brought last night. Logically speaking, calling him Master Guan was not wrong. But at this moment, it sounded somewhat ironic to Xing Ming. It was as if he was deliberately confirming what he was thinking just now.

This Seventh Princess was so sarcastic. She must have thought that he relied on her to be someone close to the crown prince. He looked down on a servant like San Qian. Thinking of this. He suddenly had a feeling that something was wrong. He was not human after all. He didn't feel like he was leaving. I'm afraid of this bunch of unreasonable madmen. It was truly possible that he would be eaten alive. It was better for him not to get too close to these people. Or like the coldest. Contaminated. He who goes mad doesn't recognize people. Bite whoever you catch. Horrible.

Thinking of this. He glared at her sullenly. He elegantly turned around. He left with Qing Gu.

However, the three evictions. He was in no mood to pay any attention to him. Because of Feng Feixuan's action. Enough to move her to tears. His anxious heart had finally settled down from seeing Feng Feixuan at this very moment. Although after Feng Feixuan lost her memories. More and faster chapters, please. His personality had changed drastically. But her heart was protective. But it never changed.

But she was touched. He did not forget the consequences of this matter. San Qian asked anxiously: Miss … You did it for me. A person who had offended Prince Zhao. It wouldn't cause trouble for Young Master, right? "

Don't worry. Even in front of Prince Zhao. He might not even buy your family's young master. Not to mention it was just an insignificant dark guard. You really are. The injury had not completely healed. Yet, she dared to fight with him. You don't know how to hold him. and then let someone else do it? Feng Feixuan scolded her reproachfully. Then he pulled her into the house. He urged, First lie down and rest for a while. The imperial physician will come over later to examine your wound. When will it be ready? Get up again. Otherwise. Don't even think about getting out of bed.

Three Movements nodded his head like he was pounding garlic. Ruyan obediently lay down on the bed. He stared at Feng Feixuan with a burning gaze. The corner of his mouth curled up into a satisfied smile. She just liked Feng Feixuan's personality. Smart and cunning. He was kind and forgiving.

Then rest first. Leng Ji had returned. It was unknown whether the painted corpse had been found. I have to go out and ask. Don't move. " Feng Feixuan roughly looked at the wounds on her body. It was only a slight ooze of blood. Nothing serious. Because he was thinking about drawing. She was restless.

Three Movements were shocked. He sat up in a hurry. Draw. It was the girl that had gone to the execution grounds with the young mistress to save the servant. She was dead. How could that be?

Feng Feixuan nodded with great difficulty. His face was stern as he said, Last night. By the bronze mask. They were killed by hand blades. He saw with his own eyes the people in the mansion who were worried about him. Yes. Three Movements, you are a member of the organization. Do you know Worry? "

Worry. It sounded familiar. But I've heard that up until now, this servant has heard of the Heaven Slaughter organization. Except for the dead. There were no traitors. And why would anyone appear at the Wanxiang Manor? He was loyal to someone with the surname Zhao. Miss. But I was wrong. Three Movements pondered for a moment. He shook his head firmly.

Feng Feixuan frowned. He carefully recalled the conversation between the painting of that day and the worriers. Although she was worried, she refused to admit it. But the lady. Feng Feixuan heard it very clearly. There was no mistake. However, the three evictions from the organization did not recognize him. Or the name Anxiety is false. Or his serious injury. God damn it all thought he was dead.

All right. Now was not the time to dwell on it. She wanted to make sure the painted body had been found. Even if he died. I need to see the last one. At least bury her well.

Forget it. We'll talk about it later. Rest. I'll go out first. " Feng Feixuan patted San Qian's shoulder. Comfortable.

Miss … Sanqian quickly took her hand. He wanted to say something but hesitated. It took a while before I could pronounce it. Young Lord Situ, he … He … Perhaps the Lady no longer remembered him. And now there was a young master. However … The young lord, he …

The name 'Situ Yu' came out of San Qian's mouth. Feng Feixuan's heart ached. What made her even more sad was that San Qian wanted to say something, but stopped. It made her feel as if she had abandoned them.

Was she, Feng Feixuan, one of those ungrateful people? Even if her soul wasn't the original owner, Feng Feixuan, in the past … But it was also true that they, the members of the Heaven's Kill organization, had protected him with their lives. Would she give it up so easily?

However … She understood that the Three Movements were now due to her amnesia. and became as restless and helpless as a child. She tried to persuade him, I know he was severely injured. I was worried about him, too. He had only wanted to avoid being killed by the bronze masked man and Prince Zhao. I can't go to him openly now. He didn't want to bring another fatal disaster upon him. After all, it was extremely difficult for him to hide himself. There was a doctor standing guard beside him. If he was exposed again because of me. I'm afraid we won't be so lucky. Do you understand? Su'er."

CHAPTER 205 - CRISIS

San Qian sniffed and nodded in relief: Understood, this servant understands. I'm sorry, Miss, this servant misunderstood you.

I'm fine, it's not your fault. It's my fault, it's all because of me that I've implicated you. However, don't worry. Three Movements, I, Feng Feixuan, will absolutely not disappoint anyone who has helped me, especially you. The Prince's men have been secretly helping me find his whereabouts. Don't worry, after the limelight passes, I believe that things will be better. I just hope that he can be blessed with great fortune, and that I can at least meet him once. " The last sentence of Feng Feixuan's voice lowered as if she was comforting herself.

San Qian didn't probe too much into Feng Feixuan's words, but held her hand and thoughtfully said: That drawing, is the person who once saved the Young Master's life. On this trip to the capital, she had contact with the Young Master, but unfortunately, she died, otherwise she would have found out where the Young Master was.

Sigh, it's like this. The bronze-masked person wants to take her life. In the end, it was us who killed her. So I must find her body and bury her." When Feng Feixuan heard this, she blinked even more painfully, struggled out of the three evictions, and turned around to leave the room.

Leng Ying stood silently at the door as he watched her come out. He eagerly went up to her, and seeing that her complexion was not good, he asked with concern, Are you alright? Since Mo Zhu has prepared breakfast, why don't you go over and have a bite to eat first?"

No rush, tell me, where's Sharp? Have you found a drawing? Feng Feixuan took in a deep breath of cold air. The gloomy morning made her dizzy.

Leng Ying looked at her with the most difficulty, opened her mouth to speak, but did not try to hide it, and shook her head: No, I'm not. I was humble and anxious. I don't know if it was destroyed by the person who killed them, or if it was buried.

Feng Feixuan sucked in a breath of cold air as her stomach churned, feeling extremely uncomfortable, but she couldn't help but scold, Bastard, this devil, he's too wild, he's already dead. Could it be that he won't even let a corpse go?

She was flustered and exasperated, and before she could finish cursing, she felt an abnormal swelling in her head. Her vision turned black, and she almost fell to the ground.

You need to rest. Leng Ji's sword-like brows tightly knitted as he spoke depressingly, using a commanding tone towards her.

Feng Feixuan didn't mind either. She tried her best to stand firm, pushed his hand away, and continued to ask, Then what about Worry? Is he still looking?

He didn't know how to respond. Could he say that he had already gone to Xiao Kong Tu to ask him about the situation? Of course not. If you don't say it, then doesn't that mean everything that happened last night was exposed?

No wonder he said that once one started to lie, it was a lie. Only then would he be able to recover from his panic. He nodded numbly and did not speak again.

However, Feng Feixuan pondered for a moment, and for some reason, her eyes suddenly lit up, revealing her brilliance. Leng Ji, tell me, will you be able to draw her? That's why corpses …"

Leng Xiao acted as if she had heard a great joke as she said confidently, No, I won't. I personally saw her being cut through by the Ice Hands with my own eyes. Her blood flowed all over the ground and I even heard that she had been thrown to the unmarked grave. That pool of blood is still in the alley at the back door of the prince's mansion, how could it be fake?

Leng Ji's words once again deeply shocked Feng Feixuan, causing her to shout in despair, No, drawing such a powerful person. She is the Thousand Faces Guan Yin, can't the heavens bless her once? Even if he was still struggling with his life on the line, he was at least still alive! To be alive is such a wonderful thing, do you understand? Why do you want to take people's lives everywhere? Why? Why are you people like you doing this?

As she spoke, she pulled at her hair, which had not been combed into a bun, painfully.

It was impossible for him to understand why she would be so agitated. This kind of emotion was not only for the sake of drawing her life, but also for the sake of grief, indignation, helplessness, and an idea that he did