Beautiful Villain Princess: Volume 2

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 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9781636228181

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CONSOLATION

CHAPTER 101 - INJURY

How good he was, how much he loved her. Even at this moment, he did not abandon her. Was he afraid of hurting her?

Looking at the droplets of blood on the boat board, Feng Feixuan felt as if countless sharp knives were stabbing into her heart, wishing for nothing more than to die here. No one knew how painful, difficult, and courageous she had felt when she had spoken of it. Now that she saw him spitting blood and fainting from her words, the tears in her eyes could not help but gush out.

However, her hat that covered her head had disappeared. Her long hair was drenched and fell down, covering her eyes. No one could see her tears at this moment.

Leng Ying glared at Feng Feixuan with the most reproachful gaze before angrily letting out a groan as if she wanted to help him up. But right now, his eyes were lifeless, and his face was ashen white. Blood was still dripping from his warm lips, and he looked extremely alluring. He stood up despite being riddled with wounds. He shook off Leng Ji's hand and left the water with a light movement technique.

Mistress. Leng Ji hurriedly chased after her. He did not forget to turn around and nod to Zhao Yuqi, treating her as a form of greeting.

At this moment, Zhao Yuqi sensibly waved her hand and turned her head to let the people below withdraw. Then she instructed, Come, return. Don't forget that Imperial Physician Xuan has gone to the Seventh Brother's residence to take his pulse.

After he finished speaking, he did not even look at the crowd and directly carried the disheveled Feng Feixuan across the deck and entered the cabin without saying a word. However, anyone could tell that he was currently in an extremely good mood and was in high spirits.

This woman had just said such outrageous words. Not only did she tease two noble lords, but she had also almost caused her brothers to destroy each other. Not only was she not punished, but the crown prince had even pampered her to such an extent.

However, one could also imagine how much this woman would be spoiled and how much she would be offended in the future.

Feng Feixuan's heart was completely defeated, her mind was filled with Zhao Yuwan's injured figure, and she could not get it out of her mind no matter what. She was already exhausted. At this moment, all she could do was let Zhao Yuqi carry her into the cabin.

Xuan'er, little wild cat, I've finally brought you back. Zhao Yuqi placed her on a chair, gently sweeping away the hair on her forehead. Seeing that her eyes were downcast and her mood was unclear, he could only carefully wipe off the water droplets on her face.

After a while, he returned to his original spot. How boring! Feng Feixuan closed her eyes. She did not even want to look at him and did not say a word, allowing him to do as he pleased.

Change out of your wet clothes so you don't catch a cold, and get back to the shore immediately. When we get back, we'll get someone to put some water on you and bathe you. Hmm? Zhao Yuqi shook her hand. The joy of recovering what she had lost filled his heart, causing him to feel an unprecedented gentleness. After so many days and nights of longing for her, there was finally something he could do about it.

At this moment, it didn't matter if she was angry, or caused trouble, or was heartless, or had no intention. It was fine as long as she was here.

Seeing that she was still unmoved, Zhao Yuqi kissed her forehead, but she fiercely avoided it. However, he wasn't too surprised, and only teased, I don't mind helping you change it, if you don't move again.

Go out. Feng Feixuan finally had a reaction as she raised her eyes to glare at him, but when she opened her mouth, she discovered that her throat was as if it was on fire.

Yes. He did not refute her words but handed her the dry clothes instead. He stood up and said gently, I'm afraid you will catch a cold and have landed. Call for me immediately after you change your clothes. You must go back and drink some medicine, don't delay any longer.

Just a moment ago, she didn't think that his words made her feel dizzy and weak. She didn't even have the strength to stand up. This body was simply too weak. After soaking in the water for an entire day and night, he had insisted on swimming in seclusion for so long. Being able to last until now was already his limit.

His clothes were wet, disgusting and smelly, and he had gotten them last night from the boatman. Now, he was in an awkward and relaxed state. He still felt chilled to the core. She didn't dare to think any further and quickly took off the clothes on her body. Wearing the female clothing that Zhao Yuqi was wearing, it was a set of small, pink-blue floral mask. There was a short coat on the outside with white fox fur embroidered on the cuffs and collar to keep it warm but not bloated.

When he was beside Zhao Yuwan, he didn't even need to wear such thick clothes. It was as if a furnace was placed around his body, sticking to her side at all times to keep her warm. Only after leaving him did he realize how cold the weather was. She really didn't know how she had managed to get through those past days.

Time flew by, and ever since that day, Feng Feixuan had been suffering from a fever and practically lost half of her life. On the fifth day, she finally woke up from her stupor and drank some rice porridge. Until now, he had only regained a bit of his strength after nourishing himself for half a month.

At this moment, she was still in Xiangcheng. However, this was no longer her and Zhao Yuwan's home. Instead, she was living in an official's courtyard. Naturally, this was because of Zhao Yuqi. Although her body could be considered to have returned to normal, her throat was still hoarse and her spirit was low. She slept even more than before. She got up and put on a snow-white cape. She held the stove in both hands and looked out the window in a daze.

After sitting there for a while, she still felt very cold. The cold air beneath her feet seemed to have entered her bloodstream. The freezing feeling seeped into her lungs, causing her to involuntarily shiver.

Zhao Yuqi took the medicine bowl from the maid at the door and walked in. His purple embroidered robe caused a burst of colors to flow in a gorgeous flow. With the jade pendant at his waist and the tassels at his waist, he jumped up and down gracefully, unable to endure the gentleness in his eyes.

He stood in the doorway, his steps gentle as he silently gazed at her, slightly dazed. The snow-white, thick cloak tightly wrapped around her, and the soft, warm fur of the fox fur on her neck caused her delicate, small face to be lifted up. The lines were clearer and more vivid than before, but her entire body was as weak as water, as if it had been tempered by the holy dew of a flower.

Xuan'er? His heart skipped a beat as he put down the medicine bowl and picked her up from his back. He whispered, Drink the medicine to prevent it from getting cold later.

Feng Feixuan was startled. She turned around and gently brushed his hand away as she said indifferently, Leave it there. I'll drink it later. After saying that, she yawned and stretched her icy cold legs. She wanted to stand up, but she unexpectedly felt a burst of numbness in her body. Her legs trembled, and she was about to fall down head first.

Zhao Yuqi quickly stood up and hugged her. His long and narrow eyes were filled with her reflection as he lightly reprimanded her, Be careful, the imperial physician said that your legs have been frostbitten by water. Seeing that you're too lazy to act like a cat, you only know how to sleep these past few days. Now you're fine, you can't even stand properly."

Since we won't be able to live for long, what's the point in doing so anyway? Feng Feixuan smiled in ridicule and didn't even look at him once. Borrowing the force of his hand, she moved to the chair.

Zhao Yuqi sat down across from her, and following her words, the color in her eyes deepened and darkened, finally turning into a helpless sigh. She placed the medicine bowl next to her mouth, "Don't think too much, drink the medicine first.

Zhao Yuqi, didn't you do all these useless things for the sake of obtaining this ring? Tell me, what is the use of it? Why do so many people want it? Feng Feixuan finished the medicine in a single gulp. She didn't even frown once as she wiped off the medicinal liquid at the corner of her mouth and asked faintly.

His gentle and beautiful facial features were somewhat moved by her words, seeming both sad and helpless, but he didn't answer her. Instead, he held her hand and asked in an incomparably serious tone: Xuan'er, what you said before, are you still going to make the decision?

Say what? Feng Feixuan withdrew her hand without leaving a trace, and laughed calmly: Is there any difference if a dying person marries or not? Besides, didn't I make it clear that day? I was just kidding, don't take it seriously.

Play? But this one has taken it seriously. He locked onto her with eyes filled with love. No one could ignore him and he was prepared to not give her the chance to escape.

However, there was no need for her to escape. Instead, she said with a heavy heart, I have no heart. What's the point in marrying a dead body?

So you're saying that your heart is with my seventh brother? Zhao Yuqi's half-narrowed phoenix eyes and long and narrow eyes carried a faint trace of jealousy, causing Feng Feixuan to be secretly shocked.

In the end, she couldn't hold it in and jumped up. You're really annoying! Do you know that we're thousands of years apart? It's hard to communicate."

She stumbled and kicked over the chair in front of her, then swept the medicine bowl off the table and continued to bellow angrily, So what if you are the crown prince, so what if you are a prince, so what if you are a bronze masked man? I won't serve you anymore, so what if I want to? If you have the guts, then stab me to death.

She was truly infuriated. The knot that had been pressing down on her heart these past few days instantly opened up, and her rage spread out like a poison, uncontrollable. However, she did not know that this fiery and spicy appearance was much more vivid and lively than when she shouted for her life and death.

Zhao Yuqi was stunned. She pursed her lips and stood up, pulling her arm and saying, Alright, I won't force you. We'll talk about it after we return to the capital. The poison in your body …" He supported his forehead as he pulled her closer to him with the corner of his bright red mouth, comforting her in his warm voice.

This was what she was like, stubborn and energetic, a personality that refused to admit defeat even if it meant death. She was very much like a wintersweet, elegant and thin, but when she got close to it, her fragrance would be unconcealable and refreshing.

However, before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door. A maid respectfully said, Your Highness, there's a young master outside asking to see you. He said he is here to deliver antidote for Miss Xuan'er.

The door wasn't closed, so this sudden knock on the door was rather sudden. The servant girl's last sentence caused Feng Feixuan to be stunned, and her heart began to beat incessantly.

CHAPTER 102 - JEALOUSY

Was it him? His medicine had been concocted? His sorrowful expression involuntarily appeared in Feng Feixuan's mind, his exquisite facial features were deathly pale, and the corner of his mouth had a drop of blood on it. Such a wound was so painful.

He still remembered that the poison in her body hadn't been removed, so he was still willing to deliver medicine for her?

Bring him to the main hall and wait for me. I'll go right away. Zhao Yuqi glanced to the side and said gloomily. He originally wanted to invite that person in directly, but he felt that it was very eye-catching when he accidentally saw the knots and faint anticipation between Feng Feixuan's brows.

Did she think it was Seventh Brother? Was she that happy? She was so foolish that she thought that if the dignified Seventh Prince came, would the maidservant dare to address her as' Young Noble '?

Feng Feixuan lowered her eyes. She did not look at him nor did she have the intention of following him out.

However, the more nonchalant she acted, the more nervous Zhao Yuqi became. She always felt as if there was a river flowing between them. It was unknown, unclear, and impossible to cross no matter how hard she tried.

Just as he opened the door to leave, the maid came back. She was startled by Zhao Yuqi's sudden opening of the door and hurriedly knelt down, Your Highness, this gongzi said he wants to personally deliver it to Miss Xuan'er. Otherwise, he will not hand it over and will also leave.

What did you say? When Zhao Yuqi heard this, her face turned ashen. Suddenly, her anger could be felt from her heart as she kicked the maid to the ground and growled in a low voice.

Your servant deserves to die, Your Highness. Please forgive me. Your servant has just returned to that young master. The beautiful face of the maidservant paled as she frantically crawled up from the ground, kowtowing and admitting her mistake.

Feng Feixuan pulled at the shawl on her shoulders that was about to fall off, supporting herself on the table as she walked out step by step. She said gently to the maid, Which young master are you going back to? Wait a moment, I'll come over right away.

She caught her breath and let it out for a long time. She was truly ill. Just a few steps was enough to make her gasp for breath, and the pain in her legs was so intense that it pierced her bones. Although her body was protected by the ring in the water, which prevented her from dying from the cold, it could not completely separate her from the river. Her legs were still injured from the cold, and with the current freezing weather, no matter how many clothes she wore, they would always be as cold as if she was walking on an ice blade.

However, she still remained expressionless. She endured the pain with great difficulty and didn't even look at Zhao Yuqi, who was blocking the door. Instead, she pressed against the gap in the door and slowly walked out.

Seeing her struggling yet unwilling to admit defeat, Zhao Yuqi couldn't help but feel angry. He walked over and picked her up with a strong hug, but his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Put me down and I'll walk by myself. Didn't you say to walk more? Do you want me to become a cripple? Feng Feixuan grabbed his collar and snorted.

Zhao Yuqi narrowed her phoenix eyes, faint jealousy filling them. He coldly snorted and said, If I don't carry you over, how can you meet the one you love so quickly?

You are truly awkward. I am too lazy to bother with you. In a moment you will open your eyes wide and take a good look at my lover. No matter who it is, it's better than you. Put me down, I want to walk by myself." Feng Feixuan was enraged and struggled to break free from his embrace, wanting to die and walk over to him.

She didn't want to argue with him. Moreover, she had too many things to do, and her body was too important to her. Without health, there was no point in trying to live. Don't expect her to die before the ten-year deadline. This was a huge blow to the bronze masked man, but her life was her own. In the end, the one who lost the most miserably was the one who died.

It would be wrong to say that the decadence she had shown in the past few days made her think that she was no longer interested in living. It was just that she had struggled for too long and was a little tired, so she wanted to first relax and have a good rest.

Moreover, the reason why she had fled was precisely to sever her relationship with Zhao Yuwan. Now, it seemed that she had achieved her goal. Although it had once again returned to Zhao Yuqi, as long as it no longer involved him, nothing could threaten her anymore.

Moreover, time could heal everything. He believed that the scar caused by her would quickly heal, and when he met her in the future, he would only be a stranger who would pass by with a smile.

It was a pity, but as long as he was well, it didn't matter. He hoped that her heartlessness would wake him up a little earlier and stop stubbornly opposing Zhao Yuqi. Only by doing so would he be able to protect himself, become a lazy prince, and live his own life.

As for Zhao Yuqi, perhaps she had been using him in the past and plotted mostly, but these past few days, she had seen the kindness hidden in the depths of his eyes, and she hadn't been unaware of his indulgence. As for Zhao Yuqi, perhaps she had been using her in the past and had plotted mostly, but these past few days, she hadn't been unaware of the affection hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Therefore, she felt that he was playing with fire now, and even had a tendency to be unhappy, unable to control himself. Just like now, no matter how harsh and violent her words were, no matter how infuriated he was, he could only silently follow her lead, a smile appearing in his eyes the entire time.

It was truly difficult to understand. Feng Feixuan did not want to investigate any further, because this ring had always been a chasm between them. Even if she was just a friend, she didn't dare to easily trust him.

After finally passing through the arch of the backyard and entering the main house's living room, Feng Feixuan's forehead was covered in sweat. Perhaps because she was used to it, her legs actually didn't have such bone-piercing pain anymore. And Zhao Yuqi didn't leave either. She followed her with her hands behind her back, silently taking one step until she had finished walking this path.

Stepping onto the thick carpet in the room, Feng Feixuan finally felt a little more comfortable. She raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead and let out a long sigh. At this time, a thin youth had also noticed her. He quickly turned around and bowed, My servant Mo Rong from Wan Xiang Royal House greets the crown prince and Lady Xuan'er.

The young man in front of her was dressed elegantly, but his pink cheeks and height were still young and tender. His red lips slightly pouted, making him look like a little boy. He was so adorable that it made people blush. This time, the purple sandalwood box in his hand was still being held upright, not moving an inch away from his original position.

Get up and reply. As soon as Zhao Yuqi entered the room, she restored her usual coldness. He carried Feng Feixuan from behind like a demonstration as he strode past the youth on the ground and towards the main seat. Seeing Feng Feixuan struggling, he coldly replied, I've walked far enough today, so I don't need these few steps. Let's sit and listen for now.

After saying that, he carried her and sat on a chair. Feng Feixuan was too lazy to refute after being blocked by him, so she quietly sat on his lap, focusing all her attention on Mo Rong. This little boy was somewhat familiar with her, as if they had met once before in Handan. Her eyesight was extremely good and her memory could be considered excellent as well. Basically, she wouldn't easily forget anyone she had met, let alone such a cute little shota.

Mo Rong got up, but remained hunched over as she opened the wooden box in her hands, and said respectfully, "Master is here to deliver medicine to Miss Xuan'er. There are three different kinds of pills, one for each day, and one for each day, and one for each morning; the red bottle is used to nourish the blood and nourish the Qi, and the master said that the girl's body is lacking in cold blood and needs to take one for the meal. As for the green bottle, it is an external medicinal juice, and the lady's leg is frostbitten by a cold wound.

It was so considerate that even if she hurt him like this, he would still do anything to prepare for her. Feng Feixuan raised her head, not allowing her tears to fall. However, she really couldn't hold it in any longer.

She missed him, she really missed his handsome face, his warm breath, the smell of his books and ink mixed with the smell of the wine; she missed his hot embrace, his free grace, his overflowing talent; she missed his caring care, his roguish tyranny, his playful romance. Those entanglement and reluctance, those bloodline compatibility, they were all for her.

From the moment she was separated, she started to miss him. It was like a chill that seeped into her heart and lungs. The buckle was like a vine or silk, wrapping around her heart and turning it into a chrysalis.

Why did he have to be so good? If only he could treat her a little worse, be as heartless as she was.

Zhao Yuqi quietly stared at her with ridicule in her eyes, as if she was waiting for her tears to fall. However, more than that, it was the pain.

Feng Feixuan sniffed and her tears did not fall in the end. She only said with a faint smile, It seems like your prince wants to treat me like a medicine jar. Very well, go back and thank him for me. I will take it on time, as he wishes. There will be no need to give him this medicine again. I am not worth it. "

Mo Rong took a step forward, placed the wooden box in Feng Feixuan's hands, then retreated and knelt respectfully, saying, Miss is too serious, Master only wants you to live happily and well. As for who is right and wrong, he does not take it to heart. He will never forget the oath he made that day. Even if he has to spend his entire life, he will find that Eternal Stone for me.

When Feng Feixuan heard this, her eyelashes half drooped, and rustled about. Her eyes looked like they were swept up by millions of waves, and her heart throbbed. She inhaled deeply, wanting to calm down, but didn't want the cold air to enter her throat.

If you want to cry, just cry. Zhao Yuqi wasn't having a good time. The rusted blade edge in his heart had become incomparably sharp at some point, and with her expression, it gouged out his flesh time and time again. It hurt so bad he didn't know how to breathe. He wanted her to cry, as if that was the only way he could feel better.

The darkness in his heart seemed to be pulled out all of a sudden, as if it was a vine filled with poison that invaded his mind.

CHAPTER 103 - SPICY

He wanted to be angry, wanted to throw her down to the ground, fiercely humiliate her, and even more wanted to kill Seventh Brother. Then he wanted to drain her of her memories, making her forget everything except his existence, or perhaps break her four limbs, making it impossible for her to leave him.

However, this ruthlessness only flashed by for a moment before returning to calmness. He couldn't do anything that would make her heart go cold. In front of her, what was wrong with him? Although she had a very strong personality, it was actually not difficult for her to get along with him. Instead, it was very easy for her to be moved and also very kind. The harder you are with her, the more unyielding she will be. But if you give her even a little bit of it, she will return it tenfold or even a hundredfold.

What crown prince's emperor, Jiang Shan, was not worth a single cent to her. Only that sincere care and love, that pure and beautiful feeling was what she really needed.

But he woke up too late. If he hadn't used her life in Ghost Hell Valley to protect her, just like Seventh Bro. From the very beginning, he had wholeheartedly thought of her, perhaps the result would have been different?

After all, he was the first person to meet her. How could the word first come first serve become a regret in his hands? He had already missed out on too much, and now all he wanted was to hug her, to indulge him, to empathize with her with his heart.

There's nothing to cry about. It's just that my eyes are so sore that I want to cry, can't I? Feng Feixuan stretched her neck and choked with sobs, unable to speak. Wiping away his tears and laughing at the same time, his scalding hot tears were like pearls with their strings cut. Why couldn't he wipe them all away?

Zhao Yuqi painfully closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief. The hand gripping her waist slowly relaxed, and when she opened her eyes, they had become sharp and clear. Her hands also grabbed onto the clothes on her body and tightened. He said to Mo Rong, who was still kneeling on the ground, "Go back and report to Seventh Brother that there's no need to go through all this trouble. The imperial physicians of the crown prince's residence are indeed capable.

Just as she wanted to speak, she was interrupted by Feng Feixuan. At this moment, she stopped her tears, her eyes slightly swollen, the tip of her nose red, like a docile little white rabbit, and when she opened her mouth she smiled. Wasn't it in Handan before? Why did you come to Xiang City? "

I was picked up by Big Sister Mo Zhu on the way here. At that time, I was too young to remember my name, so Master gave this little one a name, Mo Rong, and became Big Sister Mo Zhu's brother. I came to Xiang City yesterday because …" Mo Rong's words were logical, but for some reason, she began to stammer, as if she was unwilling to say more.

Because of what? However, Feng Feixuan's interest was piqued, and she wanted to get to the bottom of this. It was as if she wanted to play with this cute little boy.

Actually, no one knew that she only wanted to hear more about him, even from the people around him.

Previously, she felt that Mo Zhu and You Xin were very pretentious and haughty, but now she felt that they were very cute, just like their current Mo Rong. As long as it was him, he would more or less have some exceptional qualities. Even if he was the most stubborn and cold of them all, but after coming into contact with him, they discovered that he was actually an extremely outstanding man.

That's right, how could a person who could wait by his side be lacking?

Speak, didn't you hear the Miss ask you? Zhao Yuqi seemed to have found a hole to vent her energy, roaring at Mo Rong, who had a troubled expression on her face. Actually, he wanted her to hurry up and get the hell out of here after he was done. In the future, everyone in Seventh Bro would not be allowed to come in and see her.

If it wasn't for the fact that she thought of it as an antidote, he wouldn't have let his people in so easily.

Mo Rong trembled and clasped her hands and bowed. Then, she stood up and said, Then, I'll take my leave first. With that, he bowed and left. At this moment, his face was flushed red with indignation. It was clear that he had wanted to leave a long time ago, but he couldn't. He truly thought that he wanted to stay here and suffer this vexation.

Who was his master? Was it someone ordinary people like him could compare with? This Miss Xuan'er is truly ungrateful. Not only did she make Master sad, she even forced herself to help her refine medicine. She really doesn't know what's good for her. If Mo Zhu and You Xin were to know about this, they would definitely weep tears of sorrow.

Feng Feixuan also knew that today's uncontrollable behavior was a little over the top. Being hated by Zhao Yuqi was not a good thing. She was willing to come out today to see Mo Rong because of the antidote and because she really couldn't hold herself back. She also knew that the reason why Zhao Yuqi had agreed to Mo Rong's request to come in was because of that bottle of antidote. Since Ghost Valley was already dead, all her hope was placed on Zhao Yuwan; even if he didn't want to, there was nothing she could do about it.

However, just because he was afraid of her life did not mean that he could tolerate the provocation.

If someone sends something over in the future, just take care of it. There's no need to notify me. After Feng Feixuan finished speaking, she stood up and continued to strenuously walk out step by step.

Zhao Yuqi coldly snorted and caught up to her in a few steps, mocking, I'm afraid that you don't think that way in your heart, right? Xuan'er, just how long are you going to pretend? You like Seventh Brother."

Feng Feixuan's heart went cold, but she still shot him an expressionless glance and did not answer, instead continuing to walk forward.

Tell me. Is there someone else in your heart? Is it him? This time, Zhao Yuqi didn't plan on letting her go. Instead, she took a step forward and forcefully pulled her arm, no longer concealing the anger in her heart.

After being pulled by him, Feng Feixuan was suddenly enraged. She put down the wooden box in her hand with all her might on the table. This loud sound shook even the floor, making it seem as if her current cold eyes were extremely frightening.

She raised her eyes, took a step forward, and pointed at Zhao Yuqi as she roared, I say, is there something wrong with you? If I say it's you, then I'm happy, or if I say it's you carrying a fucking knife to chop your little brother off? Yes, I like him. I love him, so go and kill him. I also don't want to eat this antidote, so we'll die together with him. Even if I become a ghost, I want to be with him. Are you satisfied?

The way he was foaming and roaring like thunder made him look like a shrew in the countryside, extremely powerful. Zhao Yuqi was forced back step by step. Her facial features were distorted, and her face turned green, but she couldn't refute a single word.

It was only in front of him that she could show her fangs and brandish her claws. She was fearless in the face of death as she fought and cursed him, just like the first time they met, she was covered with thorns.

Hidden in the shadows, Brightmoon listened to every word Feng Feixuan said. Although she was still expressionless, for some reason her intestines were tied up and she felt uncomfortable.

He had never known that the Crown Prince would have such an expression. He was so scared and excited that he couldn't react in time. His face was livid, but he wasn't angry. He was sad and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. How contradictory!

He really wanted to know what sort of emotions caused such an expression to appear on his face. The Crown Prince could be considered a phoenix among men. His looks were even more exquisite than a woman's, but his current expression was extremely ugly.

Cough cough, Xuan'er, calm down. Seeing that she had finished speaking and was panting heavily, weakly and pitifully, but the coldness in her eyes didn't diminish in the slightest. She continued to stare at him fiercely, like a beast ready to fight at any moment. Zhao Yuqi's anger suddenly disappeared without a trace. His expression was embarrassed, as if he couldn't get off the stage. He could only gently cough a few times to cover up his current awkwardness.

He suddenly understood that the person she loved was her own person. She would not be depressed because she couldn't get the person she loved, nor would she be unable to live for a long time. She had always been so active, so courageous, and so full of hope. If she was angry, she would curse. If she was tired, she would rest quietly. If she was hungry, she could wolf it down. If she was bitter, she would cry. If she was injured, she would heal. She was a treasure that had been frozen for a thousand years. She was cold, but her heart was not, and yet she was warm and nourishing.

Even if the bronze masked man or the him of the past had exhausted her body and mind, making her feel worse than death, she would still not be discouraged. She was not afraid of death, yet she cherished life. Despite her disappointment in human nature, she still clung to a kind and true heart. She was full of desire and hope. She was like a ball of fire, everywhere she went, there was light and heat.

None of this would disappear just because she fell in love with someone else. She was her. The person who possessed her would have everything. Because she would not lose her initial intention for anyone.

Her real charm was not only her arrogant appearance, but also her ability to control other people's lives. Her heart was still calm, her actions clean, and she continued to advance bravely.

She was her. Her heart did not belong to anyone. She would treasure it, but she would not lament, much less linger.

Cut the crap, just don't provoke me, or else I'll have plenty of ways to leave. This time, even if I am crippled, if I am crippled, I will climb out as well. " Feng Feixuan swallowed a breath of air. Her face was still flushed and her hair was a little messy at the temples. Soft hair fluttered down, mischievously brushing past her face, but it was impatiently brushed away. It was agile and alluring, causing Zhao Yuqi's legs to feel weak.

He really wanted to hug her, then kiss her slightly cold eyes, her small nose, her white jade earlobes, and then lift them to her bright red lips. All of these things, he wanted. So much.

But just as he extended his hand, Feng Feixuan turned around, picked up the wooden box on the table, and slowly walked out the door.

Xuan'er? Before he could retract his hand, he mumbled something.

What is it? You want to get scolded? You are the dignified crown prince. Many men will follow your lead, and many women will not be able to sleep soundly for you. Don't keep coming to find trouble with me. Feng Feixuan coldly tilted her head and continued to speak with a sinister tone. However, when she saw that he wasn't angered after being scolded by her to the point that his head was drenched in dog blood, and was even gentler than before, she felt rather embarrassed.

CHAPTER 104 - MISUNDERSTANDING

However, Zhao Yuqi didn't care at all. He gently asked, What is your surname and maiden name?

Feng Feixuan was slightly stunned, and only after a long while did she realize what he was asking. Only now did she remember that she had told him before that her surname was Fang, but now that he had spoken, it proved that he already knew that her name was fake. However, because of the ring, she knew that it wouldn't be long before she could be honest.

Thinking this way, she no longer hid it and said, This person's surname will never change. My surname is Feng, my name is Fei Xuan, and my mother's surname is Fang. I grew up with my mother, so even though I lost my memory at that time, I never forgot her surname. I guess I'm not lying to you to say that. As for Fang Xiaoxuan, she was called by your own name, it's none of my business."

After Zhao Yuqi heard this, she trembled and hurriedly walked over. She pulled her arm and asked, Feng? You said your surname is Feng? You recovered your memories. Then who is your father?"

His surname was Feng, and he possessed the God of Fortune's ring that was rumored to appear in Feng Jing Tian's hand. He was most likely the Feng family's orphan. However, the entire world knew that the Feng family only had a single heir. In Feng Jing Tian's generation, he was lucky enough to have two of his sons killed by the Six Fans Gate. Where did his daughters come from?

He had once suspected that she was the orphan of the Feng Clan. According to the legends, if she didn't possess the bloodline of the Feng Clan, she wouldn't be able to inherit the ring. However, Feng Jing Tian clearly didn't have a daughter. Could it be a concubine? That was impossible. As long as they were in the capital, regardless of their official status, everything in their family would be in the hands of the imperial government. That's right, she said she grew up with her mother. Could she have been born in Saibei?

This made sense. It was common for Feng Jing Tian to not return home for three to five years while leading troops. It wasn't impossible for him to have concubines and children outside.

Feng Feixuan hid the light in the depths of her eyes and frowned vexedly, Aiya, I only recalled a little of my past. It's all my mother and me, I can't think of anything else. If I remember, I'll go to my family. If you know anything, tell me.

Zhao Yuqi was slightly startled. If she was Feng Jing Tian's daughter, then her father, and even the entire imperial court, would be her nemesis. When he thought of this, he actually felt a little afraid that if she knew the truth and wanted to become enemies with him and the entire imperial court, would she still be willing to be his concubine? However, Feng Jing Tian really wasn't killed by the Six Fans Gate. In that case, he couldn't be considered her arch enemy, could he?

However, he also sent people to surround and kill Situ Yu and Ghost Valley Zi. She might not remember these two, but they were closely related to the Feng Family. If she knew, she would definitely be angry at him. Ai, now that I finally got her back to me, I better not talk about it anymore. In her own words, was he asking to be abused?

There aren't many phoenixes, so I'm not too sure. Let's talk about this later. He held his forehead and wiped the emotions from his brow. He pulled her hand and said, I'll send you back.

Feng Feixuan pursed her lips in mockery, allowing him to help her out of the living room. Because they all had their own thoughts, they didn't speak for the rest of the journey.

However, he had one good point, and that was after coming back, he wouldn't do anything. At most, he would just support her or when she was truly angry, and he wouldn't be as arrogant as before.

After all, he was the crown prince who lived like a prince. Since young, he had called the wind and called the rain, so being lenient towards her was probably the limit. She could not ask for too much.

It was not like that fellow, Zhao Yuwan, who would just stick to her and kiss her, regardless of her resistance. He would touch her body, especially when he insisted on her ankle, he was simply like a madman. However, she didn't hate it at all. On the contrary, she liked it. Furthermore, she liked it a lot. Just thinking about it made her heart throb.

God, why did she think of him again? She really didn't know shame. Her face was suddenly so hot that even her heart felt like it was being roasted on fire. It was so warm that she didn't dare to raise her head. Unexpectedly, a gust of cold wind swept over her, and she couldn't help but shiver. Unexpectedly, she couldn't help but approach Zhao Yuqi.

Obviously, this action had misunderstood Zhao Yuqi. His heart suddenly surged with a ripple, instantly filling with joy. The feeling of swelling was very special. He seized the opportunity to open his cloak and pull her into his arms. The corners of his mouth curled up in displeasure.

However, in someone's eyes, this action was very unpleasant. She was throwing herself into his arms. Very good, Feng Feixuan, you actually dare to forget about me so quickly? When he thought here, he suddenly became furious. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, causing the surrounding cold air to dance about like a gale.

Mistress? Leng Ji, who was following behind him, also saw this scene. However, it wasn't hard for him to tell that she was blown away by the wind and couldn't stand properly, so she wasn't throwing herself into his arms. But his master had clearly misunderstood him. He had actually activated his inner force in anger. This was the sign that he was going to destroy the house.

He pulled on Zhao Yuwan's sleeve, reminding her that this was the crown prince's territory, and sneaking in like this was already extremely dangerous. If she made any more movements, it would be very ugly.

Leng Ji, make others watch over him. If he dares to touch her, there's no need to show any more mercy. Zhao Yuwan gawked for a moment. She seemed to have recovered her spirit, and then retracted the inner force in her hand, indifferently speaking.

Cough, cough … Leng Ji was startled, Mistress, that person is the Crown Prince. It won't happen. It seems like the crown prince has been firmly eaten by Madam Feng. Without Madam's permission, he shouldn't act rashly."

That person was the crown prince! Master, do you think he is an ant?

"What if that idiot's head is spinning? If I tell you to do it, you will do it. Zhao Yuwan looked back at him with a white eye. Even though she was angry, she was still very charming. Those white eyes of hers were simply too elegant.

He didn't want to take this risk. Although he was very confident in her self-control, right now, he was very frustrated and annoyed to the point of wanting to kill someone, even if it was her clothes.

Within ten days, he would make her beg him to come back to her, beg to marry him, beg him to take her. When the time came, let's see how he would punish her. Hmph!

Asking him for her? This sentence suddenly entered his mind, and he couldn't help but tremble. His heart felt like it was being swept away by lightning. He felt numb, and his legs were actually trembling slightly.

This lowly officer shall obey and carry out your orders immediately. But Mistress, you are not fully recovered yet. Mo Rong is still waiting below for an answer. Leng Ning knew the best how he had used his internal energy to force the blood out of his mouth.

Of course, he could understand why Feng Feixuan said those heartless words. He just felt deeply moved and pained at the same time. The two of them were both thinking for each other.

Now that she thought about it, what happened in the Pi City that day must have had a huge impact on her. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to leave in such a resolute manner in order to protect her master's safety. At the same time that this truly made him look at him in a new light, it also made his heart feel even more respect.

This kind of woman had the fragrance of wine. She was open-minded and free, elegant and enchanting, just like her character. Her life, was also like her resolute and valiant personality.

Yes. After Zhao Yuwan heard this, she also returned to her usual indifferent attitude. She actually wanted to hear what Mo Rong had to say and see what that little heartless fellow would do.

With this thought in mind, he quickly descended, and his steps were somewhat impatient. He would never have been like this before. No matter what he did, he would always be calm and without any sadness or joy. In front of others, his expression was just his appearance. There were many times when his heart was calm and emotionless.

However, recently, his inner heart seemed to be fluctuating, and his emotions also fluctuated. Because of her escape, he seemed to have lost control of himself. However, this wasn't a bad taste. It gave him the pleasure of licking his own blood.

His footsteps were fast, not even a bit sluggish. He did not even care if Leng Ying followed his orders or not. He turned around in a hurry and saw the teenager, Mo Lian, waiting at the foot of the wall.

Greetings, Master. When Mo Rong saw Zhao Yuwan appear, she happily scurried over and arrived in front of him. Her young and tender face was full of smiles, and her right cheek was covered in a small dimple.

At the same time that Zhao Yuwan stopped, she waved her loose and unrestrained auspicious cloud sleeves behind her and said in a gentle tone, Stand up, how is she?

Madam looked very weak and forced herself to walk all the way in. She was covered in sweat and was carried into the house by the Crown Prince. That master, what she can't get rid of is actually just hugging. Hur Hur, don't be angry. Upon seeing the look on his face, Mo Rong hurriedly explained, shrunk his neck, and smiled dryly.

Although he had only been here for two days, he had already heard about the matter of his master and Miss Feng. Although he had only been here for two days, he had already heard about the matter of his master and himself. Normally speaking, if it were just a woman, the master would give her up. This was not because the master didn't have the ability to fight back, but rather, it was not necessary, nor was it the right time.

When did you see my anger? Go on. Zhao Yuwan had an embarrassed look on her face, but she was still as gloomy as before.

Mo Rong scratched her head as she glanced at Zhao Yuwan's expression. She continued, Madam endured the tears for a long time after listening to this servant's words. When the Crown Prince told her to cry, she cried.

Humph! Zhao Yuwan humphed slightly, turned around, and left. Mo Rong was startled for no reason. Even when she returned to her residence, she could not figure out what was going on.

After a few more days had passed, and as expected, after Feng Feixuan had eaten the medicine that Mo Rong had delivered on time, and after the maids that Zhao Yuqi had sent to help her burn her feet every night, the cold and piercing pain on her legs had finally eased quite a bit. The warmth in her body seemed to have returned, and the time for her to fall asleep had become shorter and shorter.

CHAPTER 105 - FRIENDS

Her body was getting better and better, and the poison was almost completely cured. That was great! And Zhao Yuwan didn't send anyone else, nor did she appear.

Even the bronze masked man seemed to have disappeared from the world without a trace. However, she always felt that this was not a good thing. It was more like the calm before a storm, causing her to constantly feel uneasy. However, she didn't have the heart to think about these things right now. She only wanted to be quiet. A few days would be a few days.

It was snowing that day in Xiang City, but it wasn't thick. It was just a thin layer of snowflakes, like the branches of willow trees flying in the air. However, it carried an even colder chill than the snowflakes in the capital.

It's the new year. It was as if the snow had brought her joy, and she could faintly feel the New Year's atmosphere. She realized that she had been in this dynasty for almost half a year. It was June when she was reborn, and it was already winter.

I wonder how mama is doing? She was blown to smithereens by the bomb, the corpse definitely could not be found, her mother did not know how sad she would be, no corpse, no ashes, perhaps even the place of remembrance.

It's New Year over there, right? Mom, happy New Year! Your daughter is living a good life here, and she must be living a better life as well.

As she thought of this, her tears began to flow like an endless river of ice, carrying with them unreachable longing and pain. As they rushed down, she also felt a sense of relief and sadness from the past, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

Zhao Yuqi felt that the current her was so unfamiliar. Her eyes were ethereal and distant, like a soul that had left its shell, drifting into a world that no one knew of, passing through thousands to tens of thousands of years of time. Then, like a fairy, it fell before his eyes, making him unable to speak to break the silence of this scene.

When did you come? Why didn't you say anything? Feng Feixuan wiped away her tears and turned around, only to see a person standing at the door as she angrily asked this.

But after a while, you are almost fully recovered. Shall we set out for the capital tomorrow? When he walked in, he actually wasn't wearing a dazzling purple robe, but a completely different set of clothes. Instead, he had changed into a light gray satin brocade.

Feng Feixuan sat down along the table and poured herself a cup of tea. She slowly took a sip, and her slender fingers circled around the cup as she said with a calm expression, You're only here to notify me. Why do you ask?

Imperial Father and Mother have both sent urgent letters calling me and Seventh Brother to return to the capital. At least Seventh Brother already left yesterday. If I do not continue with my journey, I am afraid that my absence would have delayed the royal family's ancestral worship ceremony. Zhao Yuqi sat down across from her, reaching out her hand to hold onto her soft and constantly spinning hand, as if she was holding onto his numb heart.

Oh. Feng Fei Xun expressionlessly replied and silently withdrew her hand. In his heart, however, he was saddened by these words. It turned out that he had already gone ahead. This was good as well. If he were to travel together, then they might meet in embarrassment.

Xuan'er … When Zhao Yuqi saw that her expression was light and her mood could not be discerned, yet she was still lost in thought, he couldn't help but feel another wave of depression. He never knew what she was thinking.

Feng Feixuan raised her head when she heard his voice, and her brows suddenly wrinkled. She suddenly thought of a serious problem. Do you know of a person in the martial arts world who is a Thousand Faces Guan Yin?

She had been wandering around for the past few days, either getting married, running away, breaking up, or sleeping while recuperating. She had nearly forgotten about the painting. It had already been a month and she didn't know if her injuries were better or not.

Thousand Faces Guan Yin? Where did you hear that? He is very mysterious, he does not know his gender, he does not have any sects or schools, he is righteous but he is evil, he rarely appears, and whenever he appears, it is grand and important. It is said that his martial arts is outstanding, his inner strength is profound, but no one knows his appearance, and no one can guess his true appearance. Zhao Yuqi frowned. She didn't know why she had started to care about the matters of the martial arts world, but she didn't hide anything and told her everything in her heart.

When is the most important moment? Feng Feixuan held her chin, slightly curious and slightly doubtful. Saving Situ Yu from his hands, or saving her from the bronze masked man, could this be counted as a grand and critical moment?

He didn't know whether or not Zhao Yuqi had rescued Situ Yu from the Thousand Faces Guan Yin, but if he had known, he probably would have vomited blood. Perhaps he thought that she didn't know anything about him killing Situ Yu and Ghost Valley, but in the end she had deceived herself!

For example, the grand event in the martial arts world could save a life or death, or could even kill someone. Why did you ask about this all of a sudden? It can't be that he's a bronze masked man, right? Zhao Yuqi suddenly froze, her long and narrow phoenix eyes flashing with a faint cold light. Why didn't he think of it before? They did not dare to reveal their true appearances, and were just as unfathomable.

But Feng Feixuan firmly shook her head. If she had heard the name 'Thousand Faces Guan Yin' before the incident in Pi City, she would definitely have guessed that she was a bronze masked man. But now, that was impossible, because the Thousand Year Guan Yin was a painting and she had saved her from the hands of the bronze masked man.

Moreover, the bronze masked man seemed to want to use Zhao Yuqi's hands to kill Situ Yu, cutting off her retreat. If that were the case, there was no way that he would have gone to save Situ Yu. This was enough to prove that the Thousand Faces Guan Yin and the bronze masked man were two different people.

Zhao Yuqi was puzzled, How can you be so sure? Have you seen it before?

There's no harm in telling you, the two of them appeared before me at the same time, how could they be the same person? Feng Feixuan put down the cup and stood up. Like a friend, she asked him questions.

She didn't have an inferior status nor did she have cold eyes. She trusted him and was willing to ask him questions and open her heart! This is good.

He also stood up, took her cloak and tied it around her, then softly asked, But how are you so sure that they are the bronze masked man and the Thousand Faces Guan Yin?

Feng Feixuan's brows tightly knitted, and she did not pay any attention to the matter of him putting on her clothes, but was thinking about what he had said instead. She pondered for a long while before saying: I have thought about this question before, but I recognize the bronze masked man. There is no one who can replace his strength. As for the Thousand Faces Guan Yin, I only have a feeling, and do not dare to casually make a decision.

That may not be the case. Maybe the next time someone wears his mask, you will recognize him? Zhao Yuqi elegantly smiled. With both hands on her shoulders, her fingertips unconsciously touched her delicate chin.

He had lost a lot of weight, but he was still smart, smart, and energetic.

That's impossible. As long as he appears, I will recognize him even if he turns into ashes. Feng Feixuan stomped her foot fiercely, her small face flushed red and she gnashed her teeth. It was obvious that she had a deep hatred for him.

He had taken her innocence. He had poisoned her, imprisoned her, humiliated her, used her, hurt her, even killed her. She wanted nothing more than to grind his bones into ashes. How could she not recognize such hatred? How could she not?

Alright, don't be angry. It's to avoid hurting your body. I'm only reminding you that everything is not only seen with your eyes, but also felt with your heart. At this moment, Zhao Yuqi's eyes were filled with deep affection, but the last sentence she said was a double entendre.

His gaze was too hot, causing Feng Feixuan to completely ignore the warning on the surface of his words, and instead pay close attention to the other layer of his confession. It was gentle and affectionate, causing her to feel awkward for a moment, but she was also too lazy to mock him.

Yes, compared to their first meeting, this aloof, ruthless, and even malicious Crown Prince had changed a lot. At least, he had been very sincere to her for the past few days.

If he could put aside the past, if he really no longer schemed against her ring or life, perhaps they would become friends. He could listen to her confide in