I am Feng Jun

Chapter 678 678. Royal blood with a hammer!
"She brought me back to use me to threaten you to compromise with her! Ah Ting!"

Xie Yaocha roared angrily, and slammed her clenched right hand on the bed, making a dull thud.

Xie Meiting closed his eyes in pain, buried his head between his knees, his heart felt cold and astringent.

Yes, what would he do if he was the only one who knew that she was the descendant of Xie's family feud, that she had tied him back with this method, and that she wanted to stand on the front line?
Just like those four years of indifference and indifference, he would ignore her again, and even leave her at all costs.

But not now, the second sister is still here.

He can be self-willed by himself, and he also knows that even if Shen Nanzhu is an orphan of the former dynasty, and has changed his identity, he still has affection for him, even if he messes around again, he will not really do anything to him.

But he didn't guarantee that she wouldn't do something to his second sister either.

The second sister was right, she was Shen Nanzhu's bargaining chip to threaten him.

This chip is extremely useful.

Ah.

Shen Nanzhu.

what should i do.

How do you let me!
Xuan Mang, who had left the Biluo Palace, flexed his wrists and let out a long breath, feeling a little scared.

"I don't know if Sister Yao holds grudges."

She didn't show mercy at all with that slap just now, it's guaranteed to be a real injury, let alone Xie Meiting, a boudoir son, no one in the know would notice the problem.

Shrugging her shoulders, Xuan Mang didn't think too much about it. After completing the task, she whistled and tied tassels around her waist, and went to Quanhua Hall.

The young master of the Shen family is among them.

Shen Nanzhu raised her heavy eyelids with great effort, and her eyes were dizzy. Whether it was ice crystals or gold objects, the reflected light was a bit dazzling, making her frown.

A few days?
Shen Nanzhu thought silently.

I don't know, since she woke up halfway and was discovered by that bastard Xie Yaocha, she never woke up again.

Until now.

The eavesdropping when she was awake made her know who these people were, but she didn't know where they took her and A Ting. Shen Nanzhu was a little confused.

When she finally opened her eyes with all her strength, she finally saw clearly what kind of situation she was in.

This is a somewhat empty palace with very few furniture, but they are all made of ice crystals. There is a chill lingering in the whole room, which makes Shen Nanzhu whose internal energy is sealed a bit cold.

There are four inner columns in the hall, all of which are made of ice crystals. The base of the column is double-layered with lotus scrolls, and the pattern of coiling dragons is carved on the column body. The patterns of knife work are all exquisite, just like works of art.

But Shen Nanzhu is not in the mood to appreciate these now.

She was sitting on an armchair between two icicles to the west, and her hands and feet were imprisoned on the chair by some damp, water-soaked ropes, which were tangled and tightly knotted.

Shen Nanzhu shook his wrist, and tried to raise his inner breath, but only a sense of powerlessness came from his body.

Except for some redness, swelling and pain where the skin was rubbed by the rope, there was no other gain.

"Damn it, I'm going to die!"

She, Shen Nanzhu, who was used to being arrogant in the imperial capital since she was a child, had never encountered such a predicament. She was very angry for a while, and her body rubbed the entire chair on the ground, making a lot of noise.

"Yo, wake up."

The small door in front of him was pushed open, and Zhen Ye, who had been guarding the outside all the time, held a long sword in his arms and tied a high ponytail. After hearing the movement, he came in to have a look, and said loudly.

Shen Nanzhu saw that this person was somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember who it was for a moment, and frowned deeply.

"It seems that Young Master Shen is a little confused, why is he here?"

Zhen Ye only learned the truth from Xuan Yao and others not long ago. She never expected that the young master of the Shen family was also an orphan of the previous dynasty with the blood of the Yu family.

She was really shocked when she heard it for the first time, but now, she calmed down, looking at Shen Nanzhu who was tied there and couldn't move, she felt a sense of superiority inexplicably.

If there were no accidents, she also planned to make friends with the young master of the Shen family in the examination room of the imperial capital.

However, she was repeatedly assassinated and targeted, and had to feign death to escape, which made the plan she and Tong Pei planned for several years fall short, and she is still unwilling to this day.

Shen Nanzhu seemed to suddenly remember who she was, and tentatively opened her mouth.

"Zhen Zhenye?"

I've heard it mentioned by Mu Yuanxi's subordinates, and I've seen the portrait, but shouldn't she be a dead person?
"It's an honor to be remembered by Young Master Shen."

"Where is this place, what do you want to do, let me go!"

Shen Nanzhu had no intention of getting close to Zhen Ye, and said in a very cold voice.

Zhen Ye's expression was calm. Hearing Shen Nanzhu's words, he took a step forward and said to her.

"There are a lot of questions, let's answer them one by one."

"This is the Ice Palace of the Yu Family in Qingzhou. We want you, who has half the blood of the royal family, to surrender. As for letting you go--"

The corners of Zhen Ye's lips curled up slightly, and there was a trace of apology in his tone.

"Sorry, this is not something I can call the shots."

"What did you say?"

Shen Nanzhu suddenly fell into great confusion.

Yu Shi?The remnants of the previous dynasty?Is this where they occupy?
I'm half royal?
submission?

"You have found the wrong person!"

This was Shen Nanzhu's first reaction, she subconsciously said.

"My young master's surname is Shen, and he has the royal blood of a hammer!"

"Young Master Shen doesn't need to doubt this point. It's true that your surname is Shen, but your father's surname is Jiang."

"That has something to do with the Yu family again!"

"Jiang Ni's father, Jiang Luo, was the youngest son of Her Majesty Xian's husband. He was lost since he was a child. I only found out about it a few days ago."

"And the reason for this investigation is about Brother Ling."

Zhen Ye answered the puzzles for Shen Nanzhu, and also hoped to make her surrender without bloodshed, so that the benefits they could gain were unimaginable.

"A Ci? What does it have to do with A Ci?"

Shen Nanzhu's expression changed suddenly, and his eyes turned cold again.

"Where is he now! What did you do to him!"

"Heh, where is he? He is in the hands of your enemies, regardless of family and country hatred, in the hands of the descendants of the robbers who took away the world from your ancestors!"

As soon as Shen Nanzhu finished speaking, there was an extremely heavy sound of pushing the door outside the hall, before the person arrived, the voice arrived first.

That voice was three parts bitter, three parts angry, and four parts cold, deep and stinging.

When Yu Xiaoyao, who had changed into white clothes and buried all the embarrassment, appeared in front of Shen Nanzhu with a familiar appearance, Shen Nanzhu's first reaction was, is this person sick?
What are they talking about!

"Your Highness"

Zhen Ye looked back and saw that it was Yu Xiaoyao who had come, and bowed to salute with a respectful expression, but she was a little surprised in her heart.

His Highness seemed to be even colder and quieter than when he saw it two days ago.

I don't know what happened.

(End of this chapter)