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

Chapter 71 Doubt, what hatred do they have

"You... what is in your hand? Why is the phoenix ring in your hand?" The cold eyes of the man in the ghost mask were filled with shock, and his gaze was extremely sharp.

Suddenly, he waved his robe sleeve, and the strong purple air flow turned into a sharp sword and shot at Feng Qianya.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen raised his handsome eyebrows unconsciously, his heart tightened, and he was about to call her to be careful, but he saw that she was covered by golden light, and the purple airflow of the man in the ghost mask turned into a sharp sword not only did not hurt her , but was blocked back by the golden light that enveloped Feng Qianya.

Oni Mask was almost wounded by his own inner energy.

He looked at Feng Qianya in shock, then disappeared into the night in a flash.

As soon as he disappeared, the other men in black quickly disappeared as well.

"My lord... How could my concubine..." Fengying stared at Feng Qianya, who was shrouded in golden light, in shock, and asked Xuanyuan Mochen with extremely puzzled eyes.

As soon as he finished asking, the golden light covering Feng Qianya disappeared suddenly, and Feng Qianya's body fell from midair.

Seeing this, a trace of panic flashed in Xuanyuan Mochen's eyes, and he immediately flew up, wrapped his long arms around her slender waist, hugged her and sat back on the wheelchair firmly.

At this time, Feng Qianya closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.

Xuanyuan Mochen looked down at her, complex emotions filled his coquettish phoenix eyes, his handsome brows were slightly twisted, his handsome face was covered with a deep color, his crimson lips parted slightly, and his voice was cold and harsh, "Tonight Don't reveal a word to anyone, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" Fengying and Yesha were shocked when they heard the words, and then they both nodded at the same time.

Lowering his eyes again, Xuanyuan Mochen's keen eyes fell on the purple gold ring on her ring finger. He reached out to take off the ring, but found that the ring seemed to have taken root on Feng Qianya's finger. Generally, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it off, but he didn't take it off with any effort.

He lightly pursed his lips, "Go home."

next day
When Feng Qianya woke up again, it was already Shen time in the afternoon.

Seeing that she woke up, Tong'er, who had been by her side all the time, showed joy on her face after worrying all night, "Miss, you finally woke up, this servant is going to report to the lord."

Fengqian Yayu covered her mouth with her hands and yawned, staring at Tong'er with a trace of confusion in her eyes, and asked lazily: "What do you mean I finally woke up?"

"Miss, you were carried back by the prince last night. Seeing that you were not awake, the prince immediately ordered someone to enter the palace to ask the ninth prince to come and treat the lady. The prince and the ninth prince did not leave until this morning. Wake up, let the servants report immediately." Tong'er nodded and said respectfully.

"Have I been awake?" Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, thinking of the encounter with the assassin last night, the strange thing is that she only remembered that she was hit by the purple light of the ghost masked man, and she unexpectedly Not impressed at all.

What happened next?How did Xuanyuan Mochen defeat that masked man?
Who is that masked man?Is there any hatred between Xuanyuan Mochen and him?

Thinking of this, Feng Qianya squinted her apricot eyes slightly, with a lily-like smile on her lips, "Tong'er, prepare water first, I want to take a bath."

"Yes!" Tong'er responded, and immediately went to prepare hot water.

after a cup of tea

Just as Feng Qianya took off her dress and sat in the bath tub, she heard movement outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and Xuanyuan Mochen came in in a wheelchair.

(End of this chapter)