Cloud painting

Chapter 62 Shura is present (22)

"Ah? This concubine Xuan is really a vain woman!" Yue Mo pursed her lips, showing disdain.

Feng Yunhua pursed his lips and remained silent.

"What? Brother Huang, you want to give up your seat to me?" Nangong Jing asked in surprise in the imperial study.

"Yeah" Nangong Luo nodded, he became the emperor, and successively accepted Concubine Xuan and Concubine Rao, which had created some gaps between him and Ying'er, and now, he wanted to make up for it.

"But……"

"Don't worry about it, Jing, I don't want to take the throne either. It's very good to give it to you. I've made up my mind."

"Okay." Nangong Jing sighed.

Nangong Luo smiled warmly, and issued the imperial edict: "Little Lizi, announce this edict to the world."

Eunuch Li received the imperial edict, took a closer look, and knelt down on the ground in fright: "Your Majesty! You can't do it. Succession of the throne is a major national event. Please think twice before acting!"

"I've thought twice. From now on, I'm no longer the emperor. Don't call me the emperor anymore."

Eunuch Li knew that although the emperor looked gentle on the surface, his decision would not be able to bring back even ten cows, so he had no choice but to give up.

After a while, the news of the emperor's abdication came, and the whole country was shocked!

The happiest people are none other than Feng Rongying and Feng Xueyi.

"Your Majesty, I never thought that the Emperor would do this for you." The servant girl beside her was happy for Feng Rongying.

Feng Rongying was obviously very happy. Although she had expected it long ago, she was still shocked when she heard the news. With this husband, what can I ask for.

Fengfu-Yinnuan Pavilion

"Give way? To whom? Is it Brother Jing?" Feng Xueyi opened her big excited eyes, and her tone was extremely excited.

"Yes." The servant girl replied.

Feng Xueyi immediately beamed with joy, she will be Brother Jing's concubine, and if Brother Jing becomes the emperor, then she...wouldn't be the queen!
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more excited she became, but she didn't know that her good days were coming to an end soon.

————Draw the dividing line———

It was another night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was a good night for murder and arson.

Under the moonlight, a woman stood quietly, wearing a soft blood-red silkworm feather coat, a red gauze sash fluttering in the wind, soft and dense black ink hair fluttering, a silver frame, and a blood-red delicate mask, covering her eyes. With that exquisite and peerless face, the red pupils are like jewels, and the red lips are drawn up, possessing an unusual coquettish sexiness. On the white jade finger on the left, there is a blood-red dagger, mysterious and charming.

The strong murderous intent and cold blood on his body make people daunting.

"Hmm... Where should I start?" The woman's charming voice sounded in the quiet night, "Why don't you... let's settle down there!" That An Chuxia who contradicted her before, hehe, today I will give you an unforgettable lesson. Bar.

Thinking in his heart, the person has disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance in the air, which is haunting, captivating, enchanting and deadly.

In front of the gate of Anfu, the blood-red enchanting long dress drew a beautiful arc, like clouds flying in the sky.

In just a moment, the red shadow disappeared again, like a fleeting beauty.

As soon as the red dagger came out, a servant fell down and died without a sound.

Leaning forward, servants and guards fell down one after another. She was like the god of death who was harvesting life. She was fast and accurate, and in a short while, she arrived at the main room of the An family.

Under the mask, her smile is alluring and bloodthirsty, like a seductress seeking her life.

Came into the room silently, and left again, without seeing clearly what she did, Mrs. An's wife was already out of breath.

Once again came to the boudoirs of several ladies and gentlemen. Similarly, without breathing, he smiled with satisfaction and came to An Chuxia's boudoir.

An Chuxia died on the spot as soon as she died.

The woman in red smiled charmingly, the mercenary queen of the 21st century is back!Killing people in the middle of the night is not her forte!

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