The fast-wearing female partner is too crazy

Chapter 76
Feng Jiu's throat was a little dry, and he asked, "It's you..." Halfway through the question, he suddenly couldn't ask, why did she do this, or did she do it for herself.

Ye Anjiu was slightly puzzled, "Gouzi, can it be that Feng Jiu can't see that Feng Qi and I are acting?"

A certain treasure system glanced at Feng Jiu who was having a big brain hole, and felt a little sympathetic, "No, he is just daydreaming!"

Ye Anjiu responded, "Oh, so that's the case, then just ignore him."

Then she urged halfway to speak: "The Ninth Prince doesn't think there will be any troubles between me and His Majesty?"

Feng Jiu shook her head with a complicated expression, "One hour, right?"

Ye Anjiu nodded. Could it be that he didn't speak clearly enough, or did he have a problem with his ears, so why did he keep asking?

Feng Jiu took a deep look at Ye Anjiu, as if she had made up her mind and said, "I'll be here to pick you up in an hour!" After finishing speaking, she turned and left.

Ye Anjiu looked at Feng Qi, who was pretending to be dead, with a black question mark face, "You don't think Feng Jiu is stupid, why is it so weird today?"

Feng Qi, who saw the whole process, naturally knew what her good brother was thinking, but would he tell Ye Anjiu, no.

Feng Qi just said inexplicably: "I'm going to die."

Ye Anjiu nodded, "Yes, you are going to die. You won't suddenly be reluctant to part with the throne, right?"

Feng Qi's brows trembled slightly, he didn't expect to hear any sensational words from Ye Anjiu's mouth.

Feng Qi smiled, she was extremely evil, even Ye Anjiu, who was watching every day, was caught off guard.

When Ye Anjiu was distracted, Feng Qi had already picked up the sword and stuffed it into Ye Anjiu's hand, "Kill me."

Ye Anjiu was a little puzzled, "The fake death medicine is ready, what are you doing, and you want to cause some trauma?"

Feng Qi leaned close to Ye Anjiu and pressed her forehead, "I am in today's body, and I am also Feng Qi." No matter which one it is, he will not be allowed to live, this is the result Ye Anjiu wants.

Ye Anjiu is not stupid, so she naturally understood what she meant, but she didn't understand, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

Feng Qi did not answer this question, but said in a hoarse voice: "Kill me!"

A certain treasure system was excited in Ye Anjiu's mind, and climaxed, "Hurry up, kill him, this is a good opportunity to eliminate bugs, points ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ye Anjiu raised her eyebrows, concealed the complicated look in her eyes, and said with a playful smile, "Your Majesty wants my generation of monsters to bear the infamy of being a regicide!"

Feng Qi tightly grasped Ye Anjiu's sword-holding hand, opened the distance between the two of them, pressed the tip of the sword against her chest, and looked at Ye Anjiu with burning eyes.

A certain treasure system is also constantly clamoring, "Hurry up! Jiujiu, what are you hesitating about!"

"Hurry up, such a good opportunity is rare!"

"I don't want to go to the sky! Don't!"

Ye Anjiu closed her eyes, moved her hands forward, and shouted, "Shut up!"

She opened her eyes, smiled, let go of her trembling hand, and smashed the sword on the bed.

A circle of blood smeared on Feng Qi's bright yellow obscene clothes, like a red plum blossom, very eye-catching.

Feng Qi picked up the sword, and he asked softly: "Can't you make a move?" The veins on his forehead turned up at some point, it was a bit scary.

The dark pupils were also blood-colored, and the red was smudged a little bit, filling the eyes.The complicated memories in his mind also fell silent.

Ye Anjiu pretended to be indifferent and smiled, "Isn't it too cruel for His Majesty to persecute a weak woman like this?"

A thunderstorm exploded over the palace, and then a bolt of lightning illuminated the entire sky.

Feng Qi hugged Ye Anjiu into her arms with great strength, which made Ye Anjiu breathless.

Feng Qi whispered in Ye Anjiu's ear in a low voice: "Wuji, Ye Anchen, Feng Qi, are all planted in the hands of a woman named Ye Anjiu, how ridiculous."

Ye Anjiu's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered the events of the last two worlds. Just as he was about to struggle, he heard a slight sound of piercing into flesh and blood.

Ye Anjiu felt a little pain in his heart, and his limbs were still a little cold. A sword pierced Ye Anjiu's and Feng Qi's chests, and their blood mingled together.

Ye Anjiu's consciousness gradually became blurred, and she squeezed out a few words, "Feng Qi...ah, no...it doesn't matter what your name is..." Then she suddenly yelled: "You are so ruthless! I can't miss you!"

Then Ye Anjiu's consciousness fell into darkness amidst Feng Qi's deep laughter.

Feng Qi hugged Ye Anjiu like this until her body was completely cool, and the blood seeping into the bedding seemed to have life, slowly flowing, and everything flowed back into Ye Anjiu's body again, but Ye Anjiu still didn't have a trace of life.

Feng Qi rubbed Ye Anjiu's ear, and said softly: "Little fox, you can't escape, you are destined to be a pet in the hands of this deity." After finishing speaking, she slowly closed her eyes and lost her breath.

When the so-called one hour later, Feng Jiu walked into the hall and looked at the two people who were pierced by the long sword, he couldn't recover.

How could it be like this, Ye Anjiu was still so alive an hour ago, and told him vividly, come in an hour later, who would have thought that what he would see when he came in again would be her dead body.

There was a bright yellow imperial decree on the table not far away. Feng Jiu stroked the imperial decree, but suddenly she didn't have the desire to open it.

He thought, how could he have the heart to use what Ye Anjiu bought for him with his life.

In the end, he closed his eyes, held the imperial decree tightly, walked out of the hall, looked at the courtiers who were ready outside the hall, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, go." As for Ye Anjiu, he didn't mention a word. .

It was still raining, but it seemed that there was no bloodshed tonight, so why did the rain fall, or was it just for his sorrow.

The deafening congratulatory voice couldn't arouse the slightest wave in his heart.Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and regardless of the obstruction of the courtiers, he went all the way back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Ye Qianying was still sitting quietly at the table, motionless, she asked: "Your Majesty died?"

Feng Jiu suppressed her trembling voice and asked, "You know it all, don't you?"

Ye Qianying asked without answering, "My sister?"

Feng Jiu raised her voice, "Really?"

Ye Qianying turned her head back with sarcasm in her eyes, "You already know, what's the point of asking?"

Feng Jiu stepped forward angrily and grabbed Ye Qianying's neck, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! Why!"

Ye Qianying coughed uncomfortablely, and said with difficulty: "You didn't want to be the emperor. Now that you have done it, what else is there to blame?"

Feng Jiu's pupils shrank slightly, Ye Qianying's words were like a knife, piercing straight into his chest, stirring vigorously.

(End of this chapter)