Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 667 In Fenghuan Territory
He still remembered that when Feng Xie had a fit of heart attack that day, the blood lines between his brows were exactly the same as those of the man in his dream, the same kind of eyes full of outrageous hatred.

That monstrous and violent Feng Xie in red was different from now, he watched him go from being timid and fearful at the beginning to being brutal and ruthless later, without anyone's control.

While he was invincible, only death and despair awaited the loser, and he slaughtered the imperial city of Xiling mercilessly.

After defeating Khuzi, the monks in the temple of the royal court of Khuzi were beheaded, and the people complained.

The Beiyan tribe was expelled, and all the losers were slaughtered.

These dreams were clearly in front of his eyes, and he could even feel the fear in his heart towards Feng Xie at that time.

That wasn't the current Feng Xie, it was Su Wei's sharp weapon for revenge on him, the cowardly beggar who was brought out from the cell halfway.

He knew it was a dream, but in the dream, Feng Xie's eyes of hatred as he struggled and screamed in the medicine pond coincided with the Feng Xie in reality, so he didn't know what was a dream and what was reality.

Sure enough, he is old.

……

According to the Fenghuan calendar, on the seventh day of May in the year of Emperor Su's Wuyi, Emperor Su's imperial edict was announced by the leader of the night guards and the prime minister to the court. Emperor Su abdicated and was succeeded by the prince.

This edict shocked the world, and the appearance of the personal guard and the old prime minister who was loyal to the emperor was beyond everyone's expectation.

All the night guards belonged to the new emperor.

On the same day, the small town of Yanshan.

Feng Huan went to Beiyan's caravan, and headed for the Yanshan Grand Canyon amidst the tinkling of camel bells.

There were horses and camels in this caravan, Ah Mo and Chi Liang rode in the middle of the caravan on horseback, acting as guards.

"The sixth day of next month, Feng Xie's enthronement ceremony." Chi Liang moaned for a while, and squinted at the very calm Ah Mo. "I really want to see what the grand enthronement ceremony looks like. Are you going? Maybe you can just catch up on the return trip!"

Amo squinted at him. "It's not that you are the emperor, what's there to see?"

"Why are you so boring? That's Feng Xie!" Chi Liang looked up and down at Ah Mo. "Think about it, the reason why the old emperor plotted against Feng Xie was because he had no children. I guess he was thinking that someone could give him a man and a woman..."

He looked at Ah Mo's flat chest partly, expressing his incomparable sympathy for Feng Xie.

Without saying a word, Ah Mo threw a whip at Chi Liang's horse!

"Wow—!"

"what--!"

Amidst Chi Liang's earth-shattering screams, the white horse ran towards the horizon like a gust of wind and dust, causing the caravan people to laugh.

Shu Feng, Ying Ying and the others were already in admiration of Chi Shizi's thick-skinned face.

"Drive!" Ah Mo let out a long whistle, flicked his long whip, and followed behind Chi Liang!

"Mr. Lin, we're going into the canyon later! Be careful and be safe!" the caravan yelled at her.

"Understood!" Ah Mo waved his hand, and galloped away without looking back!

The breeze raised the blue hair, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, and on the horse's back, Ah Mo smiled wantonly.

At least, that idiot has finally reached Feng Huan's peak!
Feng Huan, East Palace.

After the decree of Feng Honglie's abdication was issued, the East Palace remained as usual, with the guards performing their duties, and only the ordinary maids and eunuchs serving in the East Palace showed a hint of excitement on their faces.

When Qing Ye returned from her mission, she immediately went to the side hall of the East Palace, where Feng Xie usually handles matters, to report the situation.

Feng Xie looked indifferent, he was only wearing a pair of trousers, casually draped over a brocade gown with scattered black hair, Zhi Yi leaned lazily on the long desk.

When Qing Ye finished reporting the task and was about to leave, she remembered another thing.

"Master, there is one more thing..."

"Huh?" Feng Xie's mood faded, and she responded casually without paying attention.

"About Your Highness Mo..."

The movements in Feng Xie's hands froze, and the knuckles turned slightly white. "Go down."

"Master, His Highness Mo more than half a month ago..."

Feng Xie got up, and the scattered blue hair poured down. He didn't say a word, and turned back to the bedroom barefoot.

Qing Ye's five fingers tightened, seeing the master leaving, she couldn't help being discouraged, and her tone lowered. "His Highness Mo left Xiling more than half a month ago... was in Fenghuan territory the day before yesterday..."

(End of this chapter)