Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 542 What kind of wife are you?

Mu Yinger's heart tightened, subconsciously frightened, she quickly grabbed the maid behind her and pushed her out.

With a scoff, the sword cut through his clothes and pierced directly into his flesh.

"Come on, come on, she wants to assassinate Mrs. Ben, and she will be rewarded!" Mu Yinger screamed in fright, and ran back quickly.

Feng Nuanyang drew his sword, his eyes turned cold, he quickly went up to hold her, and put the sword on her neck: "Screw again, if you scream again, I will cut your neck off!"

Her voice was cold, and her black face was lingering with frost. In Mu Yinger's eyes, she was the evil Yaksha.

She was angry in her heart, but she didn't dare to move. Feeling the coldness on her neck, her heart trembled.

"Ms. Ming Qianjue?" Feng Nuanyang smiled coldly, his eyes lingered on her face, his eyes burst into disdain, and he whispered into her ear: "I didn't agree, what kind of wife are you? "

Mu Yinger's face was embarrassing for a while, but she didn't dare to move, she gritted her teeth: "Don't go too far, if you dare to hurt me, brother Ming will not let you go!" , The fundus of the eye burst out with insidiousness.

The group of people who were fighting over there noticed the situation here and quickly stopped. The big dog looked at her actions and sweated from fright: "Feng Yang, put down the knife, she is the princess!" He regretted it more and more. , I feel even more sorry, if he hadn't brought the concubine over, Feng Yang would not have been put in danger.

"Ma'am!" Several men were also angrily.

As soon as he took a step forward, Feng Nuanyang exerted all his strength, and with a light swipe on that delicate neck, a gash appeared, and bright red bloodshots spread across it.

"Ah...you dare to hurt me!" Mu Yinger screamed, with fear in her eyes: "The prince will not let you go!"

"Brother Feng Yang, quickly put down the sword..." The soldiers were also nervous. After all, it was the commander's order to ask them to watch over people, but this wooden girl is also someone close to the prince. If something goes wrong, they can't get rid of it.

"Let them all stay away, or I won't guarantee that I won't miss..." Feng Nuanyang's voice was cold, his face was serious, he held Mu Yinger's wrist, and pulled her back, the sword on his neck was always pressed against her neck.

"Feng Yang, Madam Ben is giving you a chance. If you let go now, I can let the past go. If you continue, wait until the prince..."

Before Mu Yinger could finish her sentence, there was another pain in her neck, and a rush of heat, she trembled, hatred and disbelief spread in her eyes.

"Do you know who I am?" The corners of Feng Nuanyang's mouth curled up strangely, a vengeful smile flashed across her eyes, and she whispered in her ear with a voice that only two people could hear: "I never knew Mingqian He rejected you, but he promised me that he has no other women, and you have never offered tea to this princess, what kind of wife is he?"

Feng Nuanyang didn't try to hide her voice at this moment, she spoke slowly, but softly, her voice was delicate, which was incompatible with her black face.

Really a woman!Mu Yinger froze, and when she heard the word 'princess', her eyes showed horror and disbelief. She looked at her closely, trying to find guilt and lies on her face, but she didn't frown or frown at all. Worried, he looked at her with a fixed and proud expression.

"You're lying, the princess died a long time ago, you must be a fake..." Mu Yinger retorted without a voice, the things she relied on in her heart were shattered to pieces at this moment.

(End of this chapter)