Kuaishou's blackened male supporting character is crazy and clingy

Chapter 123 Capped Regent X Female Supporting Person (End)

Feng Qian was woken up by being splashed with a basin of cold water.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and after seeing Fu Siqing with a gloomy face, he turned his gaze to the side again.

Heaven Prison.

He was a majestic monarch of Donglin Kingdom, but now he has become a prisoner.

And the reason for all this is the people in front of you.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Feng Qian said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter? What's the regent doing here without nephrite?"

It's fine if Feng Qian doesn't say that.

As soon as he finished speaking, bloodshot eyes appeared in the eyes of the man standing in front of him, and the next moment, there was a sharp whiplash that pierced the wind.

"Qianqian is dead."

Just a quarter of an hour ago, the man who softly begged for his desire fell into her arms.

At that moment, Fu Siqing felt that the sky was falling.

He thought the man in his arms was joking with him until he put his finger under her straight nose.

Not breathing.

Even her warm body became cold.

She had already expected that she would die, so she couldn't wait to want him, wanted to entangle with him, and wanted to have no regrets.

But how could such a good person die?
Although her body was a little weaker on weekdays, she would not die silently.

Fu Siqing thought of the fruit wine he brought to her lips at the banquet.

She hasn't eaten much since she went out in the morning.

There was something wrong with that glass of fruit wine, the others were fine after drinking that wine, only his Qianqian
"You prepared fruit wine to kill me."

The man's voice was low and gloomy, and he looked at Feng Qian who was tied to the cross in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, then burst into a hearty laugh.

"Fu Siqing, so you have today too!"

"I really want to kill you, and I did put something in the fruit wine. How about it, don't even think about having a woman I can't get!"

With a 'pop' sound, the barbed whip slammed on Feng Qian who was wearing a dragon robe as it was soaked in salt water.

No one can bear the feeling of being torn apart.

Feng Qian immediately screamed.

Blood stained his dragon robe along his skin.

Feng Qian, who was still full of energy just now, hangs his head now, panting heavily while still laughing at Fu Siqing in front of him.

"I wanted to let you die, but you just can't die."

"Those people are right. You are a bastard with a hard life. Not to mention killing your parents, now you are killing your wife."

"Fu Siqing, how does it feel to lose a loved one?"

There was another burst of wind.

Feng Qian's painful screams echoed in the huge dungeon.

Fu Siqing had no sense at this moment, and there was only one thought in his mind.

'Kill Feng Qian and let his Qianqian come back. '

Until Feng Qian was beaten to the brink of death by the whip and blood flowed from his feet, Fu Siqing still didn't see the familiar figure in his memory.

The fingers holding the whip suddenly became weak.

The whip fell to the ground with a 'slap'.

Fu Siqing looked at Feng Qian, who was only out of breath, and kept stepping back.

Until his heels hit the steps behind him, the man dressed in fine clothes and always heroic sat slumped on the steps.

"Qianqian. I hurt you, Qianqian"

Bury your face in the palms of your hands.

Even when his parents were "killed" by him, they never shed a single tear.

A man who never shed a single tear even when he killed an enemy on the battlefield for the first time, and saw his friend in the same company being pierced through the abdomen by the enemy.

There were helpless sobs in his throat.

He regrets.

He shouldn't have brought her to this palace banquet.

After he wanted to completely control the Feng family's country, he abandoned it.

He can play with Qianqian all over the world, and when they are old, they will retire to the countryside.

Everything is to blame for his overconfidence and his lack of defense.

Bean-sized teardrops dripped on the robe through the fingers.

Fu Siqing's throat tightened, and the choking sound gradually turned into a sob.

Until the end, the man who had never shed tears removed his palms covering his face and burst into tears.

"Dark One!"

A roar with crying sounded in the sky prison.

The dark guard who had always been hiding in the darkness appeared behind him and knelt down on one knee, "Master."

"Go, mobilize the elite three thousand, and go to the palace today!"

Pulling off the sachet containing the tiger amulet from his waist, he threw it to An Yi. After Fu Siqing exhausted his last words, he became lethargic as if his soul had been drawn out.

The matter of forcing the palace should not have been carried out so early.

It's just that the current master may not listen to persuasion.

An Yi squeezed the Tiger Talisman tightly, said "yes" in a low voice, turned around and disappeared into the prison.

The coolness and silence of the past were restored in the dungeon.

Fu Siqing took a deep breath, stood up unsteadily and returned to Feng Qian's side.

Seeing Feng Qian's eyes closed tightly, he raised his hand and slapped Feng Qian's face hard twice.

"Your Majesty, wake up."

The soft, almost inaudible voice made Feng Qian slowly open his eyes.

The severe pain all over his body made him unable to even lift his head. Even so, the corners of his lips curled into a sneer, "What's the matter? Now you know what you did wrong?"

"Then kneel down and beg me, maybe if I'm happy, I'll spare your life."

Fu Siqing didn't seem to hear his words to 'forgive' himself.

Pointing the outside with his finger, Fu Siqing's black eyes were full of madness, "Are you awake, Your Majesty? It's good if you wake up. When you wake up, you can see how your Feng family's country was swallowed by me."

As soon as he heard this, Feng Qian's brain was still a little bit overwhelmed.

Now that he finally understood, he didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly widened his eyes, and when he roared, even his saliva was mixed with blood.

"Fu Siqing! How dare you!"

"Why wouldn't I dare? This country is originally owed to me by His Majesty and the late Emperor."

"The first emperor took my mother away and ruined the happiness of my whole family."

"And Your Majesty, for taking my life as a wife, my father can't take revenge on the late emperor, but I can."

"Today, I want you to watch with your own eyes how I ascended the throne as king, and how your Feng family changed hands and changed their surname to 'Fu'."

As soon as Fu Siqing finished speaking, Feng Qian couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood stained Fu Siqing's lake-green robe.

Thinking of the stone-haired dress Qianqian was wearing today, Fu Siqing raised her hand and slapped Feng Qian hard on the face.

"Who told you to stain my clothes!"

Raising his hand to wipe the blood off his body with his sleeve, Fu Siqing kept muttering, "Qianqian, it was he who stained my husband's clothes, Qianqian and wait, my husband will clean his clothes right away."

"shallow, shallow"

Liu Xingqian, who was whispered by the man over and over again, was standing in the corner watching the absurd scene in front of him.

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes, which were still enjoying the show, were unconsciously stained with pain.

The mechanical sound of Tuanzi counting down rang in her mind.

Slowly closing her eyes, she whispered, "Open the next plane."

(End of this chapter)