I Really Like That Guy!

Feng Qingyan's face was stunned, and she almost exclaimed: "Why did the old king give you so many dead servants?"

A Luo asked back: "Why not? Are you underestimating me too much?"

"He's so afraid of death, how could he..." In Feng Qingyan's vision, even if Feng Qingluo had the protection of a dead servant, it shouldn't be too much.

From Yan Lie, she fully understood how afraid of death the old monarch was, so she came to see Feng Qingluo alone.

She is a very confident person, after all, she is the top secret agent from countless years later, after years of training in the organization.

The grasp of people's hearts is her most powerful place.

Unfortunately, Feng Qingyan didn't know that the current old monarch and the previous old monarch were simply two people.

She originally planned to get rid of Feng Qingluo, and left under the protection of the dark guard. With her strength, it is not impossible to do it, or at most she will be chased and killed.

She can escape a hail of bullets in modern times, but not in ancient times.

However, at this moment, looking at the black-clothed Deadpool around, Feng Qingyan felt a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Why did things change in unexpected ways every time she met Feng Qingluo?

It was like this in Yi Country. She thought that Feng Qingluo would not get along with her, but she took the initiative to ask Ying. She thought she was attacked and died on the road, but she turned her head and became the much-loved concubine of the Yan Kingdom. She thought that even if she became a noble concubine, she would have a bad life, but in the end, she was pregnant with the monarch's child, and was held in the palm of her hand for protection by the monarch.

One by one, Feng Qingyan felt like she had met an old enemy, and she was an enemy she couldn't win at all.

The only thing that can give her some psychological comfort now is that Feng Qingluo is married to a bad old man, and she has countless excellent men.

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and soon Feng Qingyan had no time to think so much.

She wants to escape and cannot be left behind. Once she is left here, the fate of waiting for her can be imagined.

After a brief confrontation, with a gesture from Arlo, everyone moved instantly.

The quality of the dark guards of the Yi Kingdom is indeed very high, but the dead servants of the Yan Kingdom are not bad, not to mention that there are many of them, dozens of them are against four, the result is self-evident.

A Luo has always been on guard against Feng Qingyan. As the heroine, she must have a golden finger. She can't be caught by the heroine, and the thief will be captured first.

Feng Qingyan is worthy of being a special agent, her melee combat ability is very strong, and she can resist several Deadpool attacks at one time.

Coupled with the little things she made herself, such as hidden arrows and repeating crossbows, the battle was actually stalemate.

The pavilion is small, and A Luo was guarded by two dead servants to retreat. After finally exiting the battle circle, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Feng Qingyan holding something in his hand.

She suddenly widened her eyes, and the words "Fuck" stuck in her throat, making her whole person feel bad.

If she read it right, it's a bomb! A Luo remembered that the story of the heroine making a bomb was indeed written in the book, but it was already a period of competition for hegemony. With this kind of hot weapon, the heroine could easily win every battle and finally became the queen.

This is obviously the early days, is it necessary for the heroine to carry such a lethal weapon with her?

A Luo was full of horror, when an arm suddenly stretched out from behind, wrapped loosely around her waist, and carried her away from the place.

A Luo turned his face slightly and saw the man in black clothed and masked. His black eyes drooped slightly, and there were traces of concern and tension in his eyes when he stared at her.

"eleven?"

"Is the princess injured?"

When the two of them spoke at the same time, Arlo shook his head and said anxiously, "Why are you here?"

The dark guard in black said in a deep voice, "The monarch heard that the princess was attacked, and was so worried that he fainted. Now the imperial doctor is treating him in the bedroom."

A Luo's thoughts turned and he instantly understood the meaning of his words.

At the critical moment, she didn't bother to say more, and said directly: "Eleven, have you seen the thing Feng Qingyan is holding? Can you knock it down?"

Once the bomb explodes, everyone in the pavilion will be injured, and she must stop Feng Qingyan.

Nodding at eleven o'clock, he released her without saying a word, and then quickly rushed towards the gazebo.

The conversation between the two seemed to take a long time, but it only happened in a short time. Feng Qingyan was besieged by countless people. Just as she took out her secret weapon and was about to pull the rope, there was a sudden sharp pain in her wrist.

She raised her eyes suddenly, and suddenly bumped into a pair of dark and murderous eyes.

Feng Qingyan: "Eleven?!"

It was absolutely impossible for her to admit her mistake. The tall man in black and masked in front of her was her former Dark Guard Eleven.

Surprise first poured out from the bottom of her heart, but before she could say the next word, the man in black rushed towards her, and the dagger in his hand reflected a bright, cold light.

"Princess, be careful!" Shi Qi, who had been guarding beside her, shouted in alarm, trying to rush over to protect her.

Only Eleven, who has done countless missions with Eleven, understands the strength and ruthlessness of this man. Every time the two-person mission, Seventeen can be said to be completely won by Eleven, and Eleven can solve the mission goal of two people.

It was already too late, when Eleven rushed over, the ending was doomed.

The dagger pressed against his neck, his hands were in severe pain, and he couldn't even hold the things in his hands. Feng Qingyan stood there, still unable to understand what happened just now.

Too fast, his speed, his movements, his attacks, everything is so fast, like lightning piercing the night sky, there is light and shadow, and then there is the sound of thunder.

She still had those dark eyes in her eyes, and the next moment she felt a tingling pain in her neck, and warm liquid flowed down.

"Eleven, aren't you mine?" she murmured in disbelief.

The man in black's voice did not fluctuate at all: "My master, there is only Princess Anle."

Everything happened quickly and ended quickly.

From the time Feng Qingyan walked into the pavilion to the time he was taken into the palace's secret prison, it was only a cup of tea.

However, people's attention is not on this matter. Compared with the attack of the imperial concubine and the serious illness of the monarch, although the situation is also very serious, it still has to be in the back row.

The whole thing is roughly as follows: the pregnant imperial concubine was attacked, and the attacker was a woman brought back by the little prince Yanlie. When the monarch heard the attack, he was furious. Can't get up in bed.

Fortunately, the imperial concubine was protected by Dead Servant and was not harmed.

The monarch is different. After the doctor's diagnosis, he said that the monarch is old and weak. He has been eating less because of the hot weather recently, and his body has been depleted a lot.

When A Luo arrived at the emperor's palace, there were already quite a few people here, including the imperial family members of the Imperial Physician's Palace, and several highly-relied ministers.

Seeing her appear, everyone knelt down and saluted her respectfully.

The monarch was lying on the bed, ignorant of personnel, his old face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his hair was also much whiter, as if he had grown ten years older overnight.

Tears welled up in A Luo's eyes instantly. She stumbled over and threw herself on the edge of the bed, sobbing, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Caiqin hurriedly helped her up and comforted her: "My lady, be careful with your body!"

One sentence drew everyone's attention, and everyone in the palace stared at A Luo's stomach with different expressions in their eyes.

The concubine, who was in the spotlight, didn't notice everyone's gaze at all, with crystal tears still hanging on her long eyelashes, she covered her face, looked at the imperial doctor pleadingly, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with your majesty? It'll be fine, right?"

No man in the world could endure such a pure and beautiful girl crying in front of her, even if the imperial physician was a man over forty years old, he could not help but sigh with pity, and said with relief: "Your Majesty's body is too depleted, if you take good care of it, Maybe another year and a half."

Hearing this, the imperial concubine cried out in grief, her eyes were so sad, and her expression was so poignant, in her cry, everyone still thought that the monarch died at this time, it was already a happy mourning, and she was crying. A little doubt of their own loyalty.

The imperial concubine really loves your majesty, everyone thinks so.

The old slave who served the monarch personally came forward and said: "The monarch has left a will, saying that if he has an accident, he can make his will public."

After speaking, someone held the imperial decree and recited it aloud.

It was clearly written in the imperial edict that if he was in poor health, the imperial concubine would supervise the country until the imperial concubine gave birth to an heir. Regardless of whether the child in the imperial concubine's womb is male or female, the throne of the Yan Kingdom will be inherited by that child.

After the imperial decree was finished, the entire palace was silent.

In fact, after everyone was surprised, the first thought that appeared in their minds was actually the case.

Isn't it normal to leave the throne to his own children based on the monarch's emphasis on the throne and his love for the imperial concubine?

The only thing that surprised everyone was the sentence that the imperial concubine would supervise the country.

A minister said: "No, the noble concubine is a woman. Isn't it a laughing stock for women to supervise the country? The minister thought that the little prince should supervise the country. In the future, when the crown prince grows up, he will inherit the throne."

Others also echoed, thinking the decision was a good one.

Yan Lie is notoriously disdainful of power, he is justified in supervising the country, and secondly, he will not **** the crown prince's position, which can be said to be the best of both worlds.

Someone looked at A Luo, something happened to the monarch, and she has the highest status here, "What do you think of the imperial concubine?"

A Luo burst into tears, pretending that he didn't know anything, and said pitifully: "The concubine just wants Your Majesty to wake up..."

Seeing this, everyone's evaluation of this noble concubine added words like ignorance and stupidity.

If she is really called to supervise the country, it is not bad, at least it is easy to control.

Some people with ghosts can't help but think so.

God seemed to have heard their heartfelt voices, and the sound of galloping footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, and a palace servant rushed into the house and said in shock, "It's not good! The little prince led someone to rob the prison and rescued the An assassin who murdered the noble concubine!"