But Ye Fengchen's skills are obviously not low. []

What's scary is that Zhao Wanxi didn't notice how this happened at all.

In other words, the person who threatens her life with a sword behind her...is a top master?

However, at a glance, Zhao Wanxi's forehead felt cold sweat and could not stop oozing out, and her body became much stiffer at that moment.

While fearing, he was also worried about Ye Fengchen's condition.

Unfortunately, there was a sharp sword on her shoulders. Even if she thought about how to check it out quickly, she couldn't move.

Surprisingly, she seemed to see through her thoughts, Leng Junyang, not far away, smiled sinisterly.

"You don't have to worry, he is still alive. This is a very reasonable person to take action. He will not just take his life when people still have value."

The personal secret guard...no wonder.

After all, it's a prince.

The lucky arrogance was destroyed by the other party's identity that was directly pointed out. Zhao Wanxi was immediately discouraged. Various emotions were surging in her eyes, mixed with the five flavors in her heart, but she did not capture the most critical part of the other party's words.

When I think about it in the future, I feel very regretful.

Of course, this is the next word. I just said that I looked at Leng Junyang's smug face lightly. Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but think of the miserable woman in her memory, full of bitterness and anger, and was so sad that she could not bear it.

pain.

I didn't understand her very complicated emotions, but I just thought that she was simply afraid. Leng Junyang's room added a little bit of pride, curling the corners of his lips, making the face that was already unbearable

, even more distorted.

"Zhao Wanxi, do you want to continue pretending not to understand and not admit it? Or do you think it's time to reveal Lushan's true face? Could it be that you want to be like him?"

This is what he refers to Zhuyue.

While speaking, Leng Junyang used his eyes to signal, so it would definitely not be misunderstood.

As his words fell, he stood at Zhao Wanxi and threatened her secret guard with a sword and handed over an exquisite little porcelain bottle.

Thinking of the other party's pain that the human skin mask was pulled off, and the tragic appearance of blood oozing out of his jaw, Zhao Wanxi knew the situation and did not struggle, so she raised her hand to take it.

Potion.

They have been recognized, and there is no big difference between this face or not.

But... at this critical moment, if she fell into the hands of others, no matter Leng Junyang, Ouyang Sheng, or Leng Junao, it would not be a good thing.

so……

While slowly pouring out the potion and smearing it on his face, Zhao Wanxi's eyes turned secretly, and took out a few silver needles from her sleeves without any trace and pinched them into her fingers.

The corner of my eyes was not idle either. I kept glanced back and confirmed that the person behind me was standing, and also estimated that if I took action, I would be caught off guard and would have a chance to win.

The medicine is quenched on the tip of the needle, as long as it can slightly cut the other person's skin...

I was so immersed in my mind that I started to shout and started to the ground.

"what you up to?!"

I don't know what Leng Junyang has experienced over the years. He has become a useless person, but he miraculously stood up again. There was only a little slight light between Zhao Wanxi's fingers, and he was actually captured by him.

In the eyes.

Before Zhao Wanxi could take action, her face darkened.

My voice suddenly became sharp, just like the harsh feeling of metal rubbing.

"Zhao Wanxi, for everyone is considered to be the royal family of Nanlin, I would like to advise you, it is better to be aware of the current situation, otherwise they will probably go to Huangquan to explore you first.

It's time to go."

"they?"

After being stunned by Leng Junyang's words, Zhao Wanxi really did not dare to act rashly. Next, before she could question whether the other party was deliberately making a fool of her, Leng Junyang clapped her hands.

Immediately, someone came over with several palace servants, but the one in the lead had a very familiar face.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes suddenly widened and she screamed in surprise.

"Qiong'er?"

Also, there are the people of the Qionghua Palace.

So, Leng Junyang means using hostages?

Unexpectedly, it has been so many years since he was still so despicable!

With his brows frowned, Zhao Wanxi's heart was in a deep state, and the dissatisfaction between his eyebrows and eyes became even more serious.

Seeing that she didn't act according to her intention for a while, Leng Junyang didn't say much, but just raised his hand. The next second, before Zhao Wanxi could react, she saw the guards escorting the palace people raised their swords.

The two little eunuchs walking at the last head didn't say a word, and their bodies and heads were different.

The bloody and cruel scene suddenly appeared without any signs. Seeing the blood gushing out like a spring, Zhao Wanxi's scalp hurts in an instant, and anger arises from her heart.

The eyes were slightly red and the teeth were chewing.

"Leng Junyang, don't go too far!"

"Aren't you the excessive one? What you should understand is that their life and death are in your hands."

I don’t know what kind of bad taste it is, as if the more painful and sad Zhao Wanxi feels, the happier Leng Junyang is. Not only does her whole face look a little looser, but her tone is also much more relaxed.

Looking at Zhao Wanxi contemptuously, she was like a grasshopper struggling with powerlessness.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a crimson figure quietly approached.

When Zhao Wanxi noticed the sound of footsteps, she moved her ear.

"Empress, let go, don't struggle. You can't stand the prince."

"Um?"

Why do you mean so strange?

The main thing is this familiarity...

As his movements were almost overreacting, Zhao Wanxi subconsciously turned her head slightly, and after seeing the face of the speaker clearly, she was shocked.

"You...hibiscus?"

The palace maid Mu Jin is also from Qionghua Palace, and Qiong'er promoted it.

However, at this moment, in the interstellar where everyone was controlled, she was so free...

Zhao Wanxi was not stupid, and in an instant he realized the Guan Qiao and his words suddenly became cold.

"I really didn't expect that my Qionghua Palace is not short of people who know the current affairs."

No wonder.

In this way, she understood why she was exposed.

Thinking that Qiong'er would be worried, and she came to her the day before yesterday because she was not on guard, Zhao Wanxi told Qiong'er that she wanted to disguise herself in Hehuan Palace.

I think it was because Mu Ji used some method to find out the details so that Leng Junyang could know his whereabouts well.

Really, it failed!

When Zhao Wanxi's slightly cool eyes were stabbed, Mu Ji's eyes shrank for a moment.

But the person didn't move, and he was still standing there, standing straight.

"I would like to ask the Empress to forgive me. I was originally the third prince."

Zhao Wanxi: “…”

Well, this time I can't blame her for being careless. After all, the only ones who really made her guard from beginning to end were Ouyang Shengqian and Zhuyue. Who would have thought that when things were finally developed, there was a revived Leng Jun
Chapter completed!