The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 198 Are You Satisfied With My Performance?
After Feng Qianya finished speaking, a beautiful smile appeared on the corners of her lips like blue waves, she squatted down lazily, picked up a sword from anywhere, and raised her eyebrows to stare at Xuanyuan Yihe.

But as soon as she said this, the archers guarding Xuanyuan Yihe drew their bows and did not dare to release their arrows. They had heard of the reputation that Princess Shengqing was fearless. No kidding.

Xuanyuan Yihe saw that all the archers had drawn their bows and did not release their arrows. He looked angry and shouted sharply: "What are you still doing in a daze? Shoot arrows for me. Anyone who dares to disobey my will will be killed without mercy."

After Xuanyuan Yihe finished speaking, one of the archers trembled, and with a sound of "咻", he accidentally shot an arrow.

But in the next second, with a sound of "咻", the sword that was still in Feng Qianya's hand just now flew towards the archer who accidentally shot an arrow just now.

"Ah..." There was a scream, and the sharp sword pierced into the lower abdomen of the archer. He covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and rolled on the ground crying in pain, his hands were stained with bright red blood.

Feng Qianya's crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, and the smile on the corners of her lips was gorgeous, and she said in a flat tone: "Either draw the bow, or hold it tightly, don't accidentally shoot it out, the next person is not as simple as being injured."

When the group of archers heard Feng Qianya's words, they didn't know whether they should draw their bows or not, but the emperor didn't make a decree, so they dared to draw their bows, so they had to hold them tightly, for fear that if they were not careful, they would draw their bows. Came out.

Xuanyuan Yihe saw that these archers actually listened to Feng Qianya's words, a strange color flashed across his sharp eyes, and then he looked at her angrily, and said sharply: "Feng Qianya, you dare to help the murderous madman, you... ..."

Before Xuanyuan Yihe finished speaking, a burst of purple energy struck over, and the archers protecting him were gouged out one by one.

"what……"

"what……"

One after another, screams sounded outside Lanxi Palace, causing the entire palace to be shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yihe took several steps back and shouted: "Escort... Shoot me an arrow, kill him, kill him."

When the archer heard Xuanyuan Yihe told him to shoot arrows, and was hesitating whether to shoot arrows, his heart was gouged out by the man in the silver mask.

His speed was so fast, his figure flashed like lightning, almost two hearts per second, the archer guarding Xuanyuan Yihe's body was gouged out by the silver masked man with both hands, and he was terrified before he could even scream His eyes widened and he fell dead.

"what……"

"what……"

Seeing this bloody and terrifying scene, the other archers threw away their bows and arrows and began to flee.

The increasingly intense smell of blood made Feng Qianya frowned. Seeing that the man in the silver mask seemed to be red-eyed, she narrowed her almond eyes slightly. If she doesn't try to stop him, how long will he kill?Why is he mad again?

Seeing the imperial forest army and archers guarding Xuanyuan Yihe fall down one by one, Feng Qianya called out the red luan sword, and quickly jumped over the heartless and headless imperial forest army corpse on the ground, frowning tightly, and jumped towards the A man with a silver mask.

Xuanyuan Yihe saw the man in the silver mask approaching him step by step, he kept backing away, his sharp eyes met the bloodthirsty red pupils of the man in the silver mask, those beast-like chilling eyes seemed to tear him apart.

"You... who are you? Why... ah..."

Before Xuanyuan Yihe could finish his words, the figure of a silver masked man appeared in front of him like lightning, his bloodthirsty and murderous eyes locked on his head, and the corners of his lips curled up in a cruel arc.

Suddenly, he stretched out his big white hand and grabbed Xuanyuan Yihe's neck.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Seeing this, the imperial guards who were still alive shouted in panic, and were about to step forward to rescue him when they were hit by the purple air from the silver mask.

"You...you..." Xuanyuan Yihe, who was strangled by the neck, had an extremely ugly expression on his face, his sharp eyes were getting weaker and weaker, but his hands were clenched tightly, as if he was trying to hold on.

"Let him go, if you pinch you again, he will be strangled to death." Feng Qianya held the red luan sword and jumped to the silver masked man's side, seeing that he ignored her words, pinching the big white hand on Xuanyuan Yihe's neck Constantly increasing the strength, she turned her wrist, and the Hongluan sword in her hand was pressed against his throat.

Seeing this, the man in the silver mask stared at Feng Qianya with his bloodthirsty red eyes, his lips curled up in a sinister arc, and his voice was as cold as coming from a cold pool, "You want to kill me?"

When he finished speaking, his eyes froze, and he let go of Xuanyuan Yihe's hand, but his big white hand held the tip of Feng Qianya's Hongluan sword again. The sharp blade cut through his palm, and the bright red Blood oozed out and slid down the tip of Hongluan's sword.

On the ground, all his blood seeped into the Hongluan sword, and the Hongluan sword trembled in Feng Qianya's hand, emitting a red light like blood.

After a while, the crimson light disappeared, and the Hongluan sword automatically flew into the ring on Feng Qianya's ring finger.

Looking at the ring finger on her hand, Feng Qianya suddenly felt suspicious.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yihe shouted angrily: "You are still standing there... What are you doing? Quickly... catch him."

Feng Qianya heard the words, with a coquettish smile on her lips, she stood in front of the man in the silver mask, raised her eyebrows and said, "If you want to die, just try it?"

After saying that, she turned around and was about to let the man in the silver mask leave when she caught a glimpse of a white figure flying towards him out of the corner of her eye.

The white figure also wore a silver mask as thin as silkworm wings.

The white figure jumped in front of the silver-masked man, gave Feng Qianya a deep look in his eyes, tapped some big holes on the silver-masked man with his slender fingers, and flew him away.

Seeing the man in the silver mask being taken away, Xuanyuan Yihe shouted angrily: "Shoot arrows for me, I can't let them go."

Feng Qianya covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, staring sleepily at the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe, and said lazily: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, let people clean up these corpses, and spray them by the way." Some perfume, it smells too bad."

After saying that, she walked straight towards the Lanxi Palace with graceful steps.

Seeing that she didn't take him seriously, Xuanyuan Yihe narrowed his eyes slightly and said angrily, "Princess Shengqing, what is your relationship with that masked man?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's footsteps paused slightly, and she glanced sideways at the old emperor Xuanyuan Yihe, with a coquettish arc on her lips, "Is there a need to ask? Of course it's a relationship between a man and a woman. He is a man and I am a woman, OK?"

"You..." Xuanyuan Yihe clasped her hands tightly, and looked angrily at Feng Qianya who was walking towards Lanxi Palace. No wrinkle, really different.

Seeing that Feng Qianya had already entered Lanxi Palace, Xuanyuan Yihe looked back at the remaining imperial soldiers who were still alive, and ordered: "Clean up these corpses, and don't announce what happened today outside the palace. Do your best to track down that silver-faced man. Princess Shengqing, without my will, she is not allowed to step out of Lanxi Palace."

"Yes!" The rest of the Imperial Forest Army responded in unison. At this moment, they still had lingering fears, gouged out their hearts and twisted their heads. How could they not tremble at such a bloody scene?

Xuanyuan Yihe looked in the direction of Lanxi Palace with deep meaning in his eyes, and then left.

And Feng Qianya, who returned to Lanxi Palace, really went to bed and slept as she said, and she didn't feel sad at all because she was grounded in Lanxi Palace.

Once she fell asleep, it lasted a whole day and night, and she slept very peacefully, no different from when she was in the Shengqing Palace.

next day
She was still asleep when she heard a familiar angry voice from outside the bedroom.

"Get out, whoever dares to stop this king, kill Wushe."

Xuanyuan Mochen?

Hearing the sound, Feng Qianya suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Xuanyuan Mochen coming in with a wheelchair, and his familiar handsome face broke into her blurred vision.

Her apricot eyes narrowed slightly, Fengqian Yayu supported her head with her hands, and lay on her side on the bed, her graceful curves were displayed in an extremely high-profile manner, attracting the gaze, and even Xuanyuan Mochen's gaze.

Her pink lips were slightly parted, and her tone was a little lazy, "Why is the baby here?"

Xuanyuan Mochen stared at Feng Qianya who was grounded in Lanxi Palace without a trace of dissatisfaction, her handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and there was a trace of anger in her deep voice, "It seems that you like staying here very much? "

While speaking, he had turned the wheelchair to her bed.

Seeing him approaching, Feng Qianya raised a bewitching arc on her lips, stretched out her hand and pulled his right hand, her sharp eyes fell on the palm of his right hand, but she saw that there was no scar on the palm of his hand.

She squinted her eyes, raised her eyebrows and stared at him, with a smile on her lips like blue waves, "Baby, your skill is so fast, there was a heart-to-heart battle in the palace yesterday, did you hear about it? Um?"

Because of her words, a strange color flashed across Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes, his handsome face sank slightly, his slender fingers lightly picked her sharp chin, and his deep eyes locked her tightly, "What is going on in the palace and You and I have nothing to do, I am here to take you out of the palace today."

Seeing that Xuanyuan Mochen didn't answer her question directly, Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed into a line. One day, she would let him kneel down and beg her to listen to him explain everything clearly.

She covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, pulled the brocade quilt over, and said lazily, "I haven't woken up yet, I'll sleep again!"

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and was about to sleep back into the cage again, when she suddenly felt her body sink, and something pressed down heavily.

Cui Yu trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and what she met was Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes filled with scorching light, those light brown pupils shone like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Her crescent eyebrows were raised slightly, and the corners of her lips curved gracefully, "What's the matter?"

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen's voice was a little hoarse, with intoxicating temptation, he stared at her with burning eyes, his white and slender fingers stroking her tender lips, "Don't you miss me?"

Before Feng Qianya could reply, Xuanyuan Mochen's crimson lips moved close to her ears, the ambiguous burning breath lingered in her ears, and her voice was even hoarse and charming, "Ya'er, I miss you so much... I really want to..."

Xuanyuan Mochen's kiss on her body ranged from fiery to frenzied, even eager.

"You...um..."

The apricot eyes narrowed slightly, Feng Qianya's beautiful face was stained with a touch of cherry red, blooming like a cherry blossom.

Her slender green feathers trembled slightly, like a butterfly dancing, she bit her pink lips lightly, and gnashed her teeth, "Baby, are you~ so~ so~ really urgent, why the hell can't you wait for me to finish?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, a satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face, the corners of his lips outlined a charming arc, his light brown pupils were stained with a misty and charming color, his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Ya'er, what the hell is wrong with me?" After you finish speaking, do you still have a chance to shoot arrows?"

A lingering prologue kicked off.

The ambiguous atmosphere spread in the bedroom like exploding fireworks, and the brocade tent was infinitely charming.

The maids guarding outside the bedroom all blushed and lowered their heads when they heard the low-pitched, if vague, ambiguous melody coming from the bedroom.

Two hours later, the ambiguous melody disappeared.

In the dormitory, Feng Qianya was lying on the wide rosewood bed, her slender green feathers trembling slightly, her pink lips slightly parted, panting slightly, there was still crystal clear sweat on her brow and cherry red face.

Her body had just gone through two world wars, and she felt so tired at the moment, Xuanyuan Mochen actually forcibly ate her, and ate her again and again, twice in a row.

"Ya'er, are you satisfied with my performance?" Xuanyuan Mochen's deep and hoarse voice came into his ears, Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed slightly, her chilling eyes shot at him who was full of unsatisfactory expressions, and the corners of her lips showed a coquettish look. Radian, "Satisfied, quite satisfied, I'm so satisfied that I can't wait to "fight" with you for another five hundred rounds."

(End of this chapter)