The surrogate princess of crossing

Chapter 98 The Showdown Between Man and Man
It was night, the moon was dim, Shangguan Qing packed several clothes and followed behind Zhao Qian. According to the original plan, the guards were first led away by the dark night, and she and Zhao Qian escaped through the gap with fewer guards.

Just about to go out, they heard someone coming in from outside the courtyard, An Ye and Zhao Qian hurriedly hid in Xiao Yuyan'er's room.

Before Shangguan Qing could sit still, Feng Wuhen kicked in through the door reeking of alcohol.
"Feng Wuhen?" Shangguan Qing was taken aback. It was the first time she had seen Feng Wuhen like this. His eyes full of red veins made her feel an inexplicable shudder.

Involuntarily backing away, he bumped into the table behind him. In the next hut, An Ye clenched the sword in his hand. If Zhao Qian hadn't stopped him, he would have jumped out and killed Feng Wuhen with a sword.

"Call me Husband! Or call me Hen!" Feng Wuhen's footsteps were a little messy, Shangguan Qing frowned, he, did he get drunk and run away?
"You're drunk! I'll get you a cup of tea to sober you up!" She found an excuse to run away, but she always felt that there was a danger around him that she couldn't explain.

When Shangguan Qing passed by his side, Feng Wuhen grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, Shangguan Qing exclaimed.

"Feng Wuhen, what are you doing?" Lowering her voice, Zhao Qian and An Ye are next door. If she makes a loud noise, the two will definitely rush out. A face-to-face conflict is inevitable. She doesn't want to see whoever dies.

Drunkenness coupled with the original love for Shangguan Qing, when Shangguan Qing's warm, fragrant and soft body struggled in his arms, Feng Wuhen seemed to be set on fire, and all the pity he had for Shangguan Qing in the past were all thrown away. He pushed Shangguan Qing onto the bed, and she pressed on her. He wanted to get his bridal chamber candle back, and he wanted this lovely and hateful woman to belong to him completely.

Shangguan Qing was stunned, seeing that man who smelled like a devil of alcohol pressed her up like this, pressed her lips, and tore off the clothes on her body forcefully, suddenly, a primitive fear filled her. With all her consciousness, she struggled desperately, pushing and hitting him hard, but, the power gap between a man and a woman is so great, how could she push him away.

"Let go of me! Feng Wuhen, you can't do this, ah!" With the sound of silk being torn, Shangguan Qing only felt a chill all over her body, and couldn't care about anything else, she yelled loudly.

"Humble!"

"Shut up!" A slap slapped Shangguan Qing hard, and a clear five-fingerprint immediately appeared on Bai Nen's face. Seeing the coldness he least wanted to see, his heart became hard again.

"Feng Wuhen, don't force me to hate you!" A cold sentence, squeezed out from between the teeth, was ironic in Feng Wuhen's ears, ignoring her, Feng Wuhen wanted to continue his life Looting, suddenly, he was pulled away from Shangguan Qing, something cold was pressed against his neck, and a voice as cold as a ghost sounded from behind him in the dark night.

"You said, should I cut off your mouth that touched Qing'er first, or cut off your hand that hit Qing'er first?"

Feng Wuhen was already half awake from the wine at this time. Over there, Shangguan Qing sobbed and leaned against Feng Wuya's arms, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind, and Feng Wuya, no, it should be Zhao Qian who was right. , was staring at him coldly with a pair of steamy eyes.

"Feng Wuhen, I don't care who you are. You have to pay back everything you have done to Qing'er." Just now, if Shangguan Qing hadn't held his hand, he would have Pass the silver needle over, and Feng Wuhen will surely die.

"You are Feng Wuya?" That man has the same appearance as Feng Wuya, but he also has an arrogance that Feng Wuya doesn't have. Before that, he never understood why Shangguan Qing would give up on him. Could it be because of Feng Wuya? Ya's outstanding appearance?Now it seems that he is indeed a fascinating man. The aura he exudes is exactly what he didn't have when he lost his memory. Such a deadly tenderness exudes from him, such a man, no woman can resist his love.

The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth was covered with that trademark smirk, but it was as cold as ice in the cold winter.

"I'm Zhao Qian. I'm Zhao Qian, who is the head of my Qing family. It's not Feng Wuya, Fengming's Crown Prince. You are very unlucky. You have offended someone we both want to protect in this life. Tell me, this How should the account be calculated?"

"According to me, if you kill him with a sword, why don't you treat him as a prince." Dare to touch Shangguan Qing, this is the most unforgivable point for him.

"Modest!" Shangguan Qing took Zhao Qian's hand and kept shaking her head. There was a trace of unbearable in Yu Jingwei's eyes. Zhao Qian's efforts were half extinguished. He knew that his Qing'er was the best in the world. The most kind, the reason why she is willing to wrong herself and her relative Fengming is also for the people on the border between the two countries.However, Feng Wuhen did the most unforgivable thing today, not only wanted to offend his Qing'er, but also beat her. Qing'er can not be held accountable, but he can't.

"Don't worry! This is a man-to-man confrontation between me and him!" He took off his coat and put it on for Shangguan Qing, and then kissed her on the forehead.

"An Ye, let him go, he and I will settle the score properly!"

An Ye put down the sword and jumped to the side of Shangguan Qing.

"Okay, Qing'er asked me to protect him, and he will be handed over to you. Remember, even my share will be counted."

The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth raised slightly.

"Oh, okay, I'll remember."

Feng Wuhen glanced at Shangguan Qing and happened to meet her eyes unexpectedly, Shangguan Qing's eyes were full of coldness, and one side of his white and tender face was the scar he left, he hated himself to death, how could he let Nu Qi was overwhelmed, the last thing he wanted to hurt was her, why did he want to leave scars on her?

"Qing'er! I'm sorry!" After saying this, he turned around and followed Zhao Qian out of the house.

"No one come here, this is between me and him." As soon as we left the house, there were all guards outside the house, and the sound of fighting just now had alarmed the guards around the small courtyard. Feng Wuhen said, all the guards around retreated Afterwards, none of them dared to relax, always paying attention to Feng Wuhen's safety, as long as the prince gave an order, they would swarm up and take Zhao Qian down.

"You are still a man!" Zhao Qian threw him a sword in his hand, Feng Wuhen was puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

"Heh, I don't use a sword, I only use a needle. Letting you do three tricks can be regarded as a repayment of your kindness to me in Fengming."


(End of this chapter)