Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

Father and daughter are so deadlocked that no one dares to breathe out loud.

It's strange that Feng Qinghua lost so much blood, but she didn't feel any pain. With such a merciless father, she didn't care about it. She thought so. She directly reached out and pulled the arrow out of her chest, and said coldly, "you wish I would die. This time, you will get what you want!"

No wonder they were so easy to let them out of the palace. Feng Yanqing led the soldiers to block them after they left separately. She really belittled his father's resourcefulness.

"Qing Hua" Feng Yanqing called softly: "believe my father, you will live well without Yun Qingzhi!"

There is no change on Feng Yanqing's face. It seems that the bloody person in front of her has nothing to do with him at the moment. She tries to calm her mood at the moment.

"You know I'm caught in Acacia. He has to kill Qingzhi at this time. Don't you want to take charge of the Feng royal family when I'm sick and unconscious? When the mother emperor built the Chang'an hall for you, what did you get? I've never thought of competing with you for the 95% respect you want. Since you want it by all means, I'd better help you today so that you won't hurt others! " Feng Qinghua's right sleeve throws out the hairpin of "Fenghuang Yufei". The keepsake of Fengguo's successor to the throne is discarded in front of Feng Yanqing's horse's hoof like a pair of shoes: "use our Fengguo River and mountain to exchange one life, you will not lose. From now on, you may claim that Fengguo Qinghua's eldest princess has passed away, and the empress of Fengguo will be called emperor. It's fair to say so!"

"Anyway, you never need so-called relatives!"

Feng Yanqing gives a cold smile. His daughter wants to exchange his country for another man's life. It's a joke.

"Feng Qing Hua, one day, you will be too late to repent!" What Feng Yanqing wanted for half of her life was discarded by her. She couldn't help getting angry and throwing her long bow on the ground, sliding several feet away.

"Do you think that all women in this world are infatuated with paying by mistake and deceiving themselves like the mother emperor? What I regret most is that I have a father who is so kind-hearted as you!" Feng Qinghua strong support their weak body with him, although he is seriously injured, momentum does not lose half a point.

"Good, very good!" She made a comparison with her mother emperor. The daughter's wings were really hard. Feng Yanqing laughed angrily and said coldly, "today you are willing to give up your identity. In the future you will have nothing to do with my Feng royal family!"

The so-called glory and wealth, with her, there is no half meaning.

At this time, what he put first was still the so-called status. Feng Qinghua gritted her teeth and said, "Princess Qinghua of Fengguo died under the arrow of Fengguo Emperor today. There is no reason for her to survive!"

"The friendship between you and my father and daughter, from then on, will be gracious, decisive, righteous and absolute."

Feng Yanqing rode away with no nostalgia, and hundreds of iron cavalry disappeared, as if they had come without a trace.

Feng Qinghua looks at the sword light and sword shadow disappearing in her sight, and her body is gradually limping to the ground. The fresh blood flowing out and the pear petals dyed white can vaguely feel the warm feeling.

There is only one thought left in her mind. From now on, the so-called Royal mission has nothing to do with her. She is really free from the world and the distance of the world.

On the day when Princess Qinghua of Fengguo held the ceremony, Xifeng City was full of people, and talents from all countries gathered here. It was unprecedented. Just when everyone was looking forward to seeing the beauty's peerless face under the white veil, it suddenly came out from Fengguo palace that fengqinghua was ill the day before the ceremony and was sent to Lishan to rest.

As soon as the words came out, not to mention the heartbreak of the men who adore Feng Qinghua, the talented men knew that there was no hope for marriage, and left a sentence one after another, that is, the sky envied her and left with regret.

At the same time, the news that the prince of cloud died of permanent illness spread all over the four countries overnight.

Fengyun and Fengyun have always been at odds, but now Yunheng, the son of yunhuang, has passed away. It's a coincidence that Princess Fengguo is suffering from a bad illness.

From then on, the position of the crown prince of the cloud kingdom was suspended, the undercurrent was turbulent, the power of the wind kingdom had no successor, and the emperor and empress were in charge of the country alone.

The world is divided into four parts. The heroes in the world are all the heroes of our generation.

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Yunguo, yunzijin.

"Take it, young lady. It's the medicine of my son." In the middle of the speech, caier suddenly thought of something and quickly changed his words: "the good medicine is bitter, it's only effective. You can drink it!"

Caier looks at the man who wants to drink and release, and persuades him to wink at the other two maids.

The latter Qi Qi with cry cavity advised: "girl, you drink this soup medicine, otherwise the young master will blame the slave!"

Since Feng Qinghua wakes up, the wound on her chest has been miraculously repaired automatically. Although her life is OK, it's hard to protect her. Suddenly, she's changed. They've been persuading her for several hours, but the master just doesn't drink, and she's in a hurry.

"It's too bitter. I really can't drink it." Feng Qinghua leans on the couch and raises her eyes pitifully. The maids can't stand her small wet eyes, and all of them bow their heads and don't look at her.,

"I'm still sleepy. I'll drink when I wake up. Yeah. Wait till I wake up. " Feng Qinghua went into the quilt and didn't even leave a crack. She thought that Feng Yanqing's arrow didn't do anything to her. If she was killed by this dark medicine, it would not be worth the loss.

"Miss."

"Girl."

All the people sweat a lot. She was seriously injured that day, but she didn't cry for pain. Now when it comes to drinking medicine, she tries every means to shirk. She looks like she would rather die than drink.

"She hasn't drunk yet?" A male voice of Qingyue came out.

Feng Qinghua peeps out half of her head and takes a sneak look at the man. Her heavy court clothes are covered with snow-white elements. It's obvious that she just came back from the funeral of the prince's Mausoleum and hasn't had time to replace them.

The maid came forward to take off his Onyx, revealing his light yellow court clothes. This was the first time she saw him wearing clothes other than white clothes. The delicate gold thread set off his noble spirit. The white jade crown had erect ink hair, which made him more handsome.

Feng Qinghua peeked into the fan and forgot that she was still pretending to sleep.

The maid came forward and said, "master, girl, she."

"I'll do it!" Without waiting for the maid to finish, the young master took the jade bowl with the soup and came forward slowly.

"Yes, sir!" The maid retreated to both sides with great admiration.

This childe sincerely returns to the cloud country for the first time, then brings back such a beautiful woman, the relation is unusual.

The young master came forward and said in a warm voice, "get up quickly and drink the medicine."