Phoenix Queen

Midnight——

Baili Fengye stood on the desk with his hands behind his back, and the window was suddenly pushed open.

With his back turned to the man, Baili Fengye said calmly, "Wufeng, are you here?"

The man held a long sword in his hand and took off his bamboo hat.

"Master." Lan Wufeng handed a bamboo scroll to Baili Fengye, lowered his head, and asked, "I don't know what's the master's plan?"

Baili Fengye opened the bamboo scroll, looked at the information on it, and inadvertently frowned, "Is Anchen prepared?"

"Yes, master." Lan Wufeng nodded, "Anchen was ready ten days ago!"

Baili Fengye didn't speak for a long time, Lan Wufeng heard a soft sigh overflowing from Baili Fengye's mouth!

Lan Wufeng thought to himself, the master is actually...very tired!

Baili Fengye's eyes seemed to be filled with sadness, intolerance, pleasure, and helplessness...

After many emotions flashed by, there was a rock-solid persistence in those phoenix eyes.

"Wufeng, let's do it on the day of ancestor worship!"

"Yes!"

Baili Fengye waved his hand, "Go, Wufeng."

"Windless leads."

Before the words were finished, Lan Wufeng had already stepped out of the window and disappeared into the long night.

Baili Fengye looked at the bright starry sky, inexplicably feeling lonely, his slender figure stood in a daze, the moonlight poured over him, making people feel desolate for no reason.

Facing the empty room, Baili Fengye muttered to himself, "Master, for that promise...Fengye, it's so hard!"

Bailixuan, although you are not Baili Fengye's biological father, Fengye is grateful to you for raising Fengye for so many years, even...for the past ten years, you have only regarded Fengye as a stepping stone in your official career!

Now that Baili Fengye let you die, you and Fengye will be clean from now on. In the future, if you still have plans for Beimingyu...

……

Baili Fengye narrowed her phoenix eyes——

——As the No.19 descendant of Yi Bing Lou, Feng Ye will never forgive!

***

"Miss, don't be like this." Mei Yue held Xia Ying tightly, feeling a little distressed, "Just ask the guards to post it tomorrow morning. It's midnight now, and you will be exhausted."

Xia Ying smiled faintly at Mei Yue, "Xiaoyue, you go back first... I want to post it myself, I can't let myself be idle, otherwise..." Xia Ying's tone suddenly turned dark, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, "I'd be uneasy."

Every time she closes her eyes and relaxes, the scene of Mu Yu resolutely shaking off her hand and turning away without looking back will appear in Xia Ying's mind...

Every time, Xia Ying felt that she was suffocating in pain.

During the two years that Mei Yue stayed by Xia Ying's side, she always saw Xia Ying as a high-spirited and powerful queen, but she never expected that such a person would have such... a sad and sad expression!

"Miss."

Mei Yue stood quietly beside Xia Ying, looking at the thick stack of portraits in her hand, which gradually decreased...

then……

The man named Mu Yu smiled all over the street!

Those paintings were drawn by Xia Ying alone all night long, but who knows how much Xia Ying's thoughts and apologies are contained in those paintings?

Mei Yue sighed softly in her heart...

Deep love, affectionate, but in the emperor's house!

In the end nothing more than...

It only adds a bit of sadness and sadness!

Knowing that I can't persuade Xia Ying to go back, staying here is just doing nothing...

Perhaps, Xia Ying just needs someone to do something that she thinks can save that person on such a night, so as to calm down the sadness in her heart!

"Then I'm leaving! You must go back home!"

Xia Ying was silent for a while, then nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll be back!"

After hearing Xia Ying's words, Mei Yue felt relieved, took another look at Xia Ying, and then walked towards the palace.

After the last portrait was pasted, Xia Ying did not go back to the house, but sat quietly in an inconspicuous corner, holding the Longyuan sword tightly, staring blankly at the empty alley...

The summer night wind blows slowly, bringing a burst of warmth and coolness. However, the corners of Xia Ying's eyes were blown out of tears by the wind...

"Yo yo yo……"

In the middle of the night, someone actually appeared?

A trace of vigilance suddenly appeared in Xia Ying's blank eyes!Years of military career has created Xia Ying's habit of never leaving her body with her sword under any circumstances.

Without delay, Long Yuan let out a roar, and the ice-blue sharp light pierced the night!

In front of her was a woman in purple who was playing with a red whip. The woman teased softly. There was a purple butterfly carved on the back of her right hand, and she looked at Xia Ying presumptuously.

The woman in purple sticks out her bright red tongue and licks the purple butterfly on the back of her hand. The red whip pats her palm lightly, and hums evilly and disdainfully, "Prince Daxia Jing'an is such a yellow-haired girl!"

Listening to the woman's words, Xia Ying's mind raced quickly...

she says--

Prince Jing'an of Great Xia?

Then, the information that Xia Ying sorted out is——

This woman holding the red whip is definitely not from the Great Xia Kingdom, because it is impossible for any native person to specifically emphasize that Xia Ying is the Great Xia Jing'an Prince!

Now Da Xia, Hua Chu, Shou Huang, Yu Shen, the four kingdoms seem to be calm, but in fact, the waves are already turbulent...

What's more, the old emperors who defended the emperor and Yushen have passed away. Even if the four countries have a peace treaty, it is already difficult to maintain.

Holding the sword and looking at the purple-clothed woman, Xia Ying's black robe was blown up by the wind, and her whole body immediately exuded a dangerous and tough aura. She like this...

He is the real Prince Jing'an!

Xia Ying asked in a cold voice, "You are Hua Chu, Shou Huang, from which country does Yu Shen come from? What's the purpose of coming to my Great Xia?"

The woman in purple looked slightly astonished, but... so sure that she is not from the Daxia tribe!

What a smart woman!

——No wonder Xia Gan dared to hand over the military power to a girl, no wonder Hua Chu was forced by the little Prince Jingan to retreat and negotiate a peace!

Covering her lips and grinning, the woman in purple took it for granted, "The purpose? Of course it is to bring you to the Palace Master for treatment!"

Xia Ying habitually analyzes important information from ordinary words——

Palace lord?So... there is another organization behind the woman?Moreover, she didn't intend to hurt my life, but wanted to capture me alive?

Xia Ying made up her mind, since her life wasn't in danger, so why not pretend to be defeated and let her catch her?In this way... it's also a good way to explore the power behind the woman!

A ruthlessness flashed in Xia Ying's eyes, "It's useless to talk too much!"

Long Yuan slashed towards the face of the woman in purple...

What a strong sword!

The woman in purple hurriedly resisted with the red whip, and a strong internal force surged like a climax, this force was even more powerful than many men's!

But she, Ziliu, is not a lamb to be slaughtered!

Blocking Xia Ying's blow, Zi Liu turned from defense to attack, and the long whip glowing with strange red light tried to sweep Long Yuan away...

Chishuang and Ryongyeon collide...

Two rays of light, one red and one blue, burst into the night sky with dazzling light!

...no one gets cheap!

After one blow, the two confronted each other, and neither of them made the first move!

Concealing the shock in her heart, Zisulfan looked at the calm Xia Ying, it was hard to imagine...

How could a 17-year-old woman have such deep inner strength?

but……

Who knows behind this brilliance...

——What kind of hard work and experience did Xia Ying go through for this?

For 17 years, Xia Ying has never owned a box of rouge of her own!

At the age of 13, when the imperial sister was scared to cry by a big dog and hid behind her mother and concubine to act like a spoiled child, when the imperial sisters were arguing over clothes and jewelry, Xia Ying was locked in a small cage and fought with a hound that had been hungry for five days!

At the age of nine, when her younger sisters were still crying for the injured little white rabbit, Xia Ying was forced to pick up a knife and stab the sharp blade into the body of the condemned prisoner. To this day, Xia Ying still cannot forget the feeling of murder for the first time. Fear and guilt!

……

After all kinds of unexplainable cruelty, there is today's iron-blooded King Jing.

As a woman, Xia Ying had more scars that could not fade away than many soldiers!

After two moves, facing Xia Ying, Zi Sulfur no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, turned his head, stretched his muscles and bones, and said with a relaxed smile, "Not bad, the girl has two hits."

Before the words were finished, Zisulfur's red frost whip swept across the sky like the wind blowing sand...

Xia Ying had no room to fight back, and was forced to retreat steadily, but...

In such a situation, she was still uninjured!

Knowing that going on like this is not an option, when the next whip comes, Xia Ying will not dodge or dodge, and let the whip hit her back, taking advantage of the gap, Xia Ying flies forward and kicks Zisulfur's chest hard!

Zi Sulfur was furious, and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with her right hand, and one of the wings of the purple butterfly on the back of her hand was dyed red.

Next, what greeted Xia Ying was an even more violent attack. Wherever the whip was hit, a deep groove would appear on the bluestone board!

With Xia Ying's normal skills, she could turn the defense into an offense, but...

You've already made up your mind to feign defeat, haven't you?

Purple Sulfur has been attacking with the Scarlet Frost Whip for a long time, and has consumed a lot of physical strength. However... Xia Ying's defense has not shown any cracks. If this continues, when will she be able to grow?

... We must quickly break this situation!

Zisulfur's left hand stretched to his waist...

Three plum blossom darts flew towards Xia Ying!

……

Putting a hidden weapon?

but……

For Xia Ying, this is exactly——

good chance!

A sharp smile appeared on the corners of Xia Ying's lips, and the dark black robe covered Zisulfur's eyes from staring at the plum blossom darts. Longyuan swept past, and the three plum blossom darts fell into Xia Ying's palm.

Quickly hiding the poisonous dart under the belt, Xia Ying's nails slashed fiercely towards her neck...creating a wound similar to a dart wound, when Xia Ying raised the sword, she pretended to be poisoned...

Clutching his neck, he took a few steps back!

Seemingly unable to bear the two lashes of purple sulfur!

Seeing the dart marks on Xia Ying's neck, a surprise flashed in Zi Sulfur's eyes!

Got it!

Chishuang retracted, Zisulfur licked off the bloodstains on the purple butterfly's wings, and looked down at Xia Ying who fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Seeing the woman in purple walking towards her slowly, Xia Ying squatted down, raised her chin, and said with a smile, "Girl, come with me obediently, what if you have a soft thought, so what if you let all your internal strength go? I can't even use my strength!"

Zi Sulfur snatched Long Yuan from Xia Ying's tight grip, "Girl, the sword is not a toy!"

Although there was no room for parrying, Xia Ying's face was still fearless, which made Zisulfan somewhat frustrated, but at the same time a little more inexplicably appreciated.

"Does the girl know?... Being too stubborn is not a good thing!" Chi Shuang raised her hand, and Xia Ying was rolled up from the ground!

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