Feng Jiuxi was full of evil spirits. She threw down the legs of the stool and stepped on Concubine Yan. The air around her was suffocating.

Concubine Yan grabbed the floor with both hands, her hair was messy, and her apricot eyes were cold and piercing Feng Jiuxi under her trembling eyebrows, viciously and sinisterly: "Feng Jiuxi, just wait, the emperor will make the decision for me when he comes.

I will not let you go."

The room was dark, with a few rays of light penetrating through the window lattice and reflecting from behind Feng Jiuxi, clearly reflecting her thin figure in her thin shirt. She slightly lowered her eyelashes and cast shadows of varying shades on her plain white face, making her

His face looked mysterious and lonely.

"You weren't so arrogant just now, you were scared." Concubine Yan's expression was relaxed, and her tone revealed a sense of joy in surviving the disaster.

In the dimness, Feng Jiuxi slightly raised her thick eyelashes, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, looking down at Concubine Yan, and she spoke with a sinister tone: "Concubine Yan, you still think that I am the fool you could beat, scold and humiliate at will half a month ago.

." She pinched Concubine Yan's chin, carefully admiring her beauty, and said in a teasing tone: "What a beautiful person, with this skin, these eyes, and this mouth, I am happy to see her."

Concubine Yan's almond-shaped eyes tightened, as if she were looking at an old gangster, and she was frightened: "Feng Jiuxi, what are you going to do?"

Feng Jiuxi pulled off a conspicuous green hairpin from her misty bun, with a charming smile on her face: "Such a beautiful person, it must be very painful to hit her."

"How dare you..." Before Concubine Yan could finish her words, she was already slapped into the corner by Feng Jiuxi, and the left side of her face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Concubine Yan didn't care about the pain in her face, her watery eyes were fixed on the green hairpin in her hand, with fear in her eyes, "Feng Jiuxi, return the hairpin to me."

Feng Jiuxi seemed not to have heard of it, and looked at it in a weak light, with an expression as innocent as the day she fell into the water, "The fifth-level spirit bird with green feathers and green black feathers is extremely rare. The color of its fur is even more dazzling in the dim environment.

"

Feng Jiuxi felt uneasy in her heart, and a chill ran through her body. The deep fear actually made her shed a tear. She could only imagine how helpless and desperate the original owner felt when she was pushed into the ice pool and choked with water.

Tear! She tore her thin sleeves, exposing her thin right arm to everyone. Her tender white skin was covered with purple stains and bruises, with old wounds and new scars interlaced all over it. Ruan Shuyi looked at it with distressed tears like a bursting dam, rolling down her face.

Luo. She hated herself for not being able to protect her daughter.

Feng Jiuxi continued to tear other parts, revealing the same devastated thigh. The hissing sound was like running water, which stung Concubine Yan's eardrums.

There were rags all over the floor, Feng Jiuxi was in ragged clothes, and she was holding her hair loose. She heard the footsteps getting closer and closer outside, and the depth of her peach blossom eyes was bottomless. She looked closely at Concubine Yan, as if she wanted to devour her.

, grinning, she plunged the hairpin into her arm decisively, and opened a large gash with no expression on her face. Blood flowed out instantly. Without changing her expression, she swiped hard on her thigh again, and blood spread out.

Her pink lips also began to turn pale.

"Feng Jiuxi, what are you doing?" Concubine Yan, with disheveled hair, cowered into the corner like a madman.

Staring at the two hideous gashes on her hands and thighs, her scalp was numb with fear, and then she stared at Feng Jiuxi's cold and charming expression, her eyes flickered and blurred, as if she was about to pull her out of her soul.

The clatter of footsteps outside the door became heavier and louder. When Emperor Feng and his group walked to the door, Concubine Jing and Feng Mujing also arrived from the other direction at the same time.

Ruan Shuyi could be vaguely heard sobbing through the door, the silence was terrifying.

When Concubine Jing saw Nanny Zhang with her head broken and bleeding, she first bowed to Emperor Feng and said, "This is all caused by Jing'er..."

She wanted to say more, but Emperor Feng interrupted loudly: "If you have anything to say, go and see her first."

Eunuch Li opened the door and saw the mess everywhere. The cold air was mixed with a strong smell of blood. When he stepped into the room, he first saw Feng Jiuxi in tatters, her hands and legs bloody, sitting among a pile of broken stools and broken glass.

Feng Mujing and Li Dafu didn't look at it.

His cold eyes moved along the rag to Concubine Yan. He saw her with messy hair, huddled by the cabinet, staring blankly at everything in front of her. Behind her, Feng Jue had swollen eyes and a blue nose, her teeth were chattering, and she looked like she was playing.

They looked like they were demented, while Ruan Shuyi and Yu Nie beside the piano table were crying non-stop.

"What's going on!" Emperor Feng saw all this with a black question mark on his face.

Concubine Yan woke up from Emperor Feng's sullen voice, as if grasping a life-saving straw, she crawled and knelt down at Emperor Feng's feet, tears streaming down her face first, half of her face swollen, and she cried so hard that her heart was broken.

"My beloved, what's wrong with your face?"

Concubine Yan sobbed to gather strength and cried even harder, "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me. That Feng Jiuxi, she beat Jue'er in the plum garden this morning. I feel heartbroken when I see her."

I came here to teach her a few words, but I didn’t expect that she came to beat me without any explanation. In order to protect my concubine, look at how she was beaten. I saw that she was arrogant and that if she continued, she would kill someone, so she dragged Feng Jiu away.

Xi, I bought the time that Aunt Zhang asked you to come over."

As she spoke, she burst into tears again.

Concubine Jing was about to tell the truth about what happened to Mei Lin.

Feng Jiuxi folded her arms and cried, like a young animal sobbing.

Emperor Feng's attention shifted and he approached her.

"Father, you have to make the decision for your daughter. Concubine Yan is confusing right and wrong." As soon as she raised her head and met Feng Di's eyes, tears flowed down her chin.

Concubine Yan clenched her silver teeth and stared at Feng Jue with wet eyes.

Feng Jue didn't dare to come out at first, but Concubine Yan glared at him fiercely before she dared to come out. Concubine Yan pulled her sleeves and knelt down.

Emperor Feng saw that there was no skin that could be seen in her exposed areas, and the two new large gashes were even more shocking. His tone softened along with her pale and delicate face: "What's wrong with your injury?"

Feng Jiuxi lowered her eyes timidly, and her tears fell straight onto the broken crystal stove piece in her hand.

The purple-blue fragments and light patterns flowed, like a purple orchid mist, which deeply attracted Feng Emperor's eyes.

The coldness and warmth in his eyes melted away.

Feng Jiuxi cried softly.

Emperor Feng said: "You are afraid of me."

"I'm not afraid of Emperor Father, but I'm afraid of Concubine Yan."

"The old injuries on my body were all caused by Concubine Yan and brother Jue. Just now Concubine Yan...she..."
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