Chapter 131 I Am Yan Feiyi
In Yikun Palace, Zhou Bingqian lay half dead on the phoenix couch, her eyes glazed over and her expression dull.The broken wrist had already been bandaged, so it wouldn't kill her, but it was useless.And the purple jade flute she used to control the poison has been snatched away.

After being abolished, she was so weak that she was not as weak as ordinary people. Ziyu died, and the masked man never appeared again. It was as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.Powerless to fight back, unable to leave, he could only lie paralyzed in the palace and wait.But what to wait for?She doesn't know either.

Since Xiao Bairan fell into a coma that day, only the guards who imprisoned her remained in Yikun Palace, and she never saw anyone else.And the Yikun Palace, which was specially "cared for", was like a fortress of iron and steel, which could not be broken by the disciples of Feiyi.

"Kill this poisonous woman! Kill!"

For three days, Xiao Bairan's voice full of resentment echoed in his ears from time to time.

She and he finally came to an end.He didn't even care about his life or death and ordered her to be killed!Fortunately, he passed out, otherwise he would have killed her with his own hands!

After a long time, she got up because of the urgency to urinate, and walked out of the hall alone like a wandering soul.

The palace that used to be resplendent and resplendent symbolizes a woman's highest honor has finally become her prison cell, her tomb.

The corridor twists and turns, she stops in the corridor, and sees Yan Feiyi wandering weakly among the corridors with a big belly, looking for Xiao Bairan to find a way out for the Yan family, that is, on that day, she sent more than a dozen bloody heads , Yan Feiyi fainted due to the stimulation.On that day, she increased the dose of birth control pills and forcibly took her child away.She even ordered Xiao Bairan to kill Yan Feiyi...

Is this retribution?
Zhou Bingqian smiled wryly.She once thought that as long as Yan Feiyi died, she would be the most honorable woman in Yunzhou, and could call the wind and rain.But in less than two years, she suffered a crushing defeat.It was even worse than Yan Feiyi back then—when Yan Feiyi died, countless people defended her, and countless people sympathized with her.And what about her, Zhou Bingqian?A dilapidated household with only the name of disaster for the country, even the emperor's tomb is not allowed to enter after death.

After all, she lost to Yan Feiyi, so unwilling...

"A week later."

Suddenly there was a sweet voice, Zhou Bingqian was startled, she turned her head in a daze, only to see Feng Youruo sitting on the palace wall in a red dress.Her skin is fairer than snow, and she is extremely beautiful.

"Oh no, now you are no longer a queen, you are just a common man, a sinful woman!" Feng Youruo giggled and jumped off the wall, "Zhou Bingqian, did you ever think that you would have today."

"You caused me." Zhou Bingqian resentfully spat out five words.

"That's right, it's me!" Feng Youruo nodded generously, "But if you don't do a lot of evil, what can I do to you?"

Zhou Bingqian was speechless and could only stare at her bitterly.

"Although Yan Feiyi died miserably, she was still a queen and entered the imperial mausoleum. So, you will not be able to defeat her after all." Feng Youruo smiled lightly, seeing Zhou Bingqian's neither human nor ghost, felt very happy .

"Feng Youruo!" Zhou Bingqian gritted her teeth, "You came to see the joke today? Then you saw it, go!"

"That's right, it's just to add insult to injury. Just like what you did to the Yan family back then." Feng Youruo's eyes darkened, and she approached Zhou Bingqian step by step.

"You, what else do you want?" Zhou Bingqian panicked.Every time Feng Youruo takes a step forward, she takes a step back.

"What do you think?" Feng Youruo took out the silver dragon whip from his sleeve, flicked it out of thin air, and the whip slapped the air with a loud sound.

Zhou Bingqian shivered for a moment, and leaned her back against the porch pole: "King Qi spared my life to relieve Xiao Bairan, why don't you kill me?"

"Kill you? Hehe, no no, I won't kill you, it's too cheap to kill you! The Yan family has so many lives, how can your worthless head pay for it?" Feng Youruo sneered, and flicked the whip again, The carved red sandalwood railings were instantly reduced to sawdust.

"I guessed right, the heads of those sent to my palace were all strangled by you with a whip!"

"Yeah, it's a pity, you fell down completely before giving away enough fourteen heads." Feng Youruo coldly curled her red lips, the bright sun shone on her body, which should have made people feel warm However, Zhou Bingqian only saw the word "cold-blooded" on her body.

"Feng Youruo, don't get complacent too early, the emperor won't kill me!"

"Really? Because you can solve the heart-controlling cup? There is no solution to the heart-controlling cup in the world, until death."

Zhou Bingqian's face turned even paler, and she was leaning on the porch pole tottering: "You, how do you know?"

"Because..." Feng Youruo approached her and said mysteriously, "Because I am Yan Feiyi."

"Ah!" Zhou Bingqian let out a low cry and completely collapsed to the ground, staring at Feng Youruo desperately, her eyeballs almost protruding, "No, this is impossible..."

His body was wet, and there was an unpleasant stench in the air.

She was so scared that she peed her pants, haha!
Feng Youruo covered her mouth and nose in disgust: "Aren't you always curious about my identity? Why don't you believe me now that I've told you?"

"Yan Feiyi died a long time ago! Her bones are still in the imperial mausoleum!" Zhou Bingqian tried to defend herself, but she lost all confidence.Was it true that Yan Feiyi turned into a ghost and came looking for her to kill her?She subconsciously looked for Feng Youruo's shadow.

Under the bright sunlight, there was a short shadow under Feng Youruo.

"I'm a human, not a ghost." Feng Youruo laughed.

Only then did Zhou Bingqian breathe a sigh of relief, and murmured to herself: "I said, the Taoist told me that as long as she covered her face with hair and stuffed her mouth with chaff, she would live forever and only linger in the underworld, not being a ghost." I can't conceive..."

"Well, what the Taoist said is true. Why don't I follow suit after you die?" Feng Youruo threatened.

"I won't die." Zhou Bingqian said forcefully.

She was so determined, but Feng Youruo felt weird, and frowned slightly: "Why are you so determined? You can't solve the cup, so what's the use of keeping you?"

"Because I have his child in my belly!" Zhou Bingqian said, and laughed strangely, "Since he can't relieve the cup, Xiao Bairan can only die. It's a pity that he didn't even leave any offspring in his life. I, can give birth to him a son!"

Feng Youruo's happy mood instantly turned gloomy: "Are you pregnant? Aren't you infertile?"

"I couldn't before, but now I can." Zhou Bingqian smiled lowly, stroking her still flat stomach, "Bai Ran, we are finally going to have our own child..."

When mentioning children, Feng Youruo naturally thought of her own son.Flipping his wrist, the silver whip leaped out like a dragon and wrapped around Zhou Bingqian's neck in an instant: "Say, where is the real prince?"

"Prince?" Zhou Bingqian was startled, and then realized, "You know?"

(End of this chapter)

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