Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 226
There was a thud, and an object fell into the water, followed by screams of rage and terror.

Feng Nuanyang approached a few steps, took a closer look, and suddenly saw the struggling woman in the lake, covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Sister Annan, why did you fall into the lake?"

With gulps of cold water in her mouth, nose, and ears, Princess Annan struggled uncomfortably, and suddenly her eyes fixed on the woman standing steadily on the bank, and she shouted angrily: "Feng...Feng Nuanyang...you did it on purpose... ...you dare to push me into the water..."

As soon as she spoke, a gulp of cold water was poured into her mouth. It was difficult for her to breathe, and she struggled in the water, but it was in vain. The cold cut her body like a knife, and the shadow of death enveloped her. She shouted loudly: "Help me!" Ah, save... life..."

Feng Nuanyang stood on the shore with cold eyes, but she remembered in her mind that Feng Nuanyang was pushed into the water by them back then, struggling for help to no avail, this kind cousin even threw stones at her and hit her Perhaps because of this, the original owner died, and she passed through it.

"Sister Annan, hold on, I'll call someone to save you!" Feng Nuanyang said in a panic, and hurriedly turned around and left.

"Don't go, help, help..." Princess Annan felt exhausted, her lungs squeezed and uncomfortable, in the black lake water, the ice seeped into her body, she struggled towards the shore, but she couldn't see the end at a glance. She couldn't reach it no matter what, her hands gradually lost strength, her body softened, her mind went dark, her eyelids closed, and she just closed her eyes.

Concubine Xian sat comfortably on the upper seat, held the wine glass, and sipped lightly. Looking at the colorful beauties below, she touched her cheek, her eyes flashed with sadness. The emperor attended the dust-cleaning banquet was noble Qing, the woman who had only been in the palace for less than a year, but had won the favor and was old enough to be her daughter.

There are many beauties in this palace like flowers and jade, but time makes people old. She has passed her best years, and her only hope is on Annan, so Feng Nuanyang can't blame her.

"Your Majesty, it's too bad, Princess Changle fell into the water..." A servant girl hurried in, her expression flustered, and she knelt down on the ground.

Concubine Xian had a look of joy in her eyes, which quickly disappeared, replaced by deep worry, and hurried down: "What's going on? Hurry up and save people!"

She dragged her long clothes, and hurried out, and the noble ladies followed, with curious expressions on their faces.

Here a woman was salvaged, soaked and unresponsive. Her coat was stripped off, leaving only her bellyband and obscene trousers. Guardian of the water.

Through the moonlight, Concubine Xian could see the porcelain-like skin and the burly man next to her from a distance. A gleam flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly shouted: "Nuan Yang, why are you so careless?"

When she yelled, the eyes of the noble ladies around her were fixed, and she quietly looked at the woman with her head tilted and her long hair covering her face in the distance, her bumpy body instantly blushed, and her eyes gloated.

When she got closer, Concubine Xian was excited, the corners of her mouth curled up in the dark night, but her face was troubled: "Hey, where did this dress go?"

"Go back to your mother, I heard the call just now, and Princess Changle has passed out, and the clothes on her body are gone," the man in military uniform replied quickly, without any anxiety in his eyes, but his eyes flicked past the snow-white The body, the desire in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)