Chapter 4
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"Your Imperial Majesty, please reconsider." Shangguan Jing brought with him a group of surrendered subjects, continuously kowtowing and begging for forgiveness.
"Whatever I want, I would rather kill a hundred thousand by mistake than let go of a single one," Xia Hou said coldly and cruelly.
Feng Jingyi knelt in the crowd with her hand digging into the ground. The stone cut her finger into a bloody mess, but she didn't make a sound.
She only thought that this person was ambitious and wanted the mountains and rivers of the Southern Tang Empire, but she didn't expect that he was going after her...her head.
The sun was as red as blood. The whole city was deathly silent, and the fear of death hung over the city.
"Is His Majesty the Xia Emperor looking for me?" A cold voice rang out from the walls of Jinling.
Everyone looked toward the source of the sound and saw a woman in red on the tall tower. She was as beautiful as a painting.
"Your Highness!" The subjects of the Tang Empire cried out in unison.
Feng Lanxiu raised her head to look at it. It was her wedding dress, but she couldn't see the woman's face clearly.
"It's Miss Shangguan!" The palace maid Qinfang said in a low voice, "When she went out of the palace, she said she had something to do later, but she didn't come out."
She tried to stop him, but before she could think of it, the man on the tower had already jumped down, and then fell under the wall with a "bang". His blood splashed, and his face was beyond recognition.
Feng Xueyi turned her head to the side and looked at the glaring red. At this moment, she finally knew that Shangguan Su didn't have a kinship with her brother who adopted her.
However, she had the courage to go with him in life and death, but she could not.
Shangguan Jing, along with a group of South Tang officials, sobbed as he pleaded, "Your Majesty, the Xia Emperor, the Grand Elder Princess is already dead. Your Majesty, please be kind and allow us to bury our old lords."
Xia Hou Che stared coldly at him and gritted his teeth. "Throw them into the woods to feed the wolves."
It was too easy for her to die like this.
###Chapter8,So It Was You
As night fell, the darkness covered Shang Jing and the hearts of all the Southerners.
Tang palace maids were all locked up in a ruined garden in a royal garden outside the city of Jinling. There was no light or food. There was only endless darkness and the loss of their country silently spreading.
Feng Jingyi sat against the corner of the wall, and the scene of Shangguan Su always jumping down from the city wall appeared in front of her again and again...
"Sister Qinfang, two sisters went out of the toilet and haven't come back for an hour. Could something have happened..." One palace maid asked nervously.
Upon hearing this, Qinfang glanced at Feng Jingyi, stood up and said, "Have a few people come with me to look for her."
As soon as they got up and had not yet gone out, noisy footsteps came from outside the ruined garden. A group of Xia soldiers entered the garden with torches. Two women in ragged clothes were thrown in. The palace maids carefully looked at them and found that they were the two women who had gone out and had not returned yet.
"Brothers, don't blame this big brother for not thinking about you. Those two big brothers first tasted the sweetness. There is also a house full of beauties here. Brothers, you can slowly pick them." The large man leading them laughed in a drunken loud voice.
The palace maids stepped back one after another, and Qinfang stood behind her to protect everyone. "What are you going to do?"
"Naturally, I'll bring you out to have a good time." A few burly men followed and entered the door. They smiled evilly as they swept their gaze across the various kinds of women in the room.
"Let go of me, let go—" A palace maid was dragged over and struggled to scream, "Sister Qinfang, Sister Qinfang, help me!"
"You b*stards, let go of her." Qinfang trembled with anger and shouted angrily.
"Little beauty, don't worry. I won't spare you." A big man smiled and pulled her into his arms. He touched her up and down and laughed, "The women of the Tang Empire are slender like willows and willows. It's true!"
"Let go! Let go!" No matter how much Qin Xiang had seen the world in the palace, she had never met such a rude and unrefined person.
"The court maids of the South Tang Empire are all so beautiful. I just don't know how beautiful the Duke of the South Tang Empire is. It's a pity that he died like this. Otherwise, our brothers' death would be worth it if we have a romantic affair with him." The leading man in the lead's military uniform raised his head and laughed wildly.
The cracking sounds, the laughter of the workers, and the screams filled the ruined garden, which made people shocked.
Feng Jingyi, who had been silent in the corner, suddenly raised her head and came over with a punch like the wind. With a knife, she caught the person who smelled the fragrance and pulled her back.
"Hey, there is a more beautiful one." The man covered his wound and approached her with an evil smile.
"I'll take this," one of them said. Then he let go of the woman he had caught and approached Feng Jingyi.
"I'm the daughter of Shangguan Jing, the Prime Minister of the South Tang Dynasty. I want to see your general," Feng Jingyi said.
"When you've served our brothers well, I'll send you to see General Fang." As they spoke, they gathered around him.
Feng Jing raised her knife and cut the throat of the first person who came close to her. Blood flowed like a drip on the ground.
As soon as the other two saw this, they drew their knives and rushed over, "B*tch, take your life!"
Feng Lanxiu relied on her skill and agility to kill the two of them under her blade. She sternly said, "Who dares to try again?"
After half an hour, she was taken to the Moon-watch Tower. Through the blue screen, she vaguely saw a tall and slender man standing inside, and his eyes were staring at her with a faint smile.
After a long while, the person behind the screen slowly walked out. "Miss Shangguan, how have you been?"
"So it's you."
To please someone by flattering them,1
This person was none other than the black-clothed young master she met in Peng City that day.
It was an enemy who had put her fiancé to death. She had saved him by mistake at that time.
Feng Jingyi trembled and clenched her fists, restraining the impulse to kill her.
"I told you, we'd meet again sooner or later." The black-clad young man says.
"Who exactly are you?" Feng Lanxiu asked through gritted teeth.
The young man in black approached her and stood in front of her. "I've already told you that day. It seems... you didn't remember."
Feng Jingyi bit her lip, but she couldn't remember what was written on her palm that day.
"I've heard that you've killed three pioneering soldiers?" The black-clothed young man said with a calm expression. He could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"They humiliated others, shouldn't they be killed?" Feng Xueyi raised her head and asked.
The young man in black sat down at the table, took a sip of tea and asked, "Nowadays, the whole Southern Tang Empire is filled with prisoners, so there's nothing wrong to make them military prostitutes."
"How important is a woman's innocence? Do you think it's very interesting to trample on another person's life like this?" Feng Jingyi was trembling with anger.
At this moment, she began to understand that the path to reenact the Tang of the south was far more difficult and long than she had imagined.
The black-clothed young master's face was unruffled as he said, "This is the power of the victor."
Feng Lanxiu clenched her fists tightly and suppressed the anger and anger in her heart. She lowered her head and begged, "Please let them go!"
She knew that the fates of all of them were determined by just a few words from these people. She had killed three soldiers of the Grand Xia. Most likely, this wouldn't be so easily resolved.
However, those women who were loyal to her should not have let them suffer such pain.
"For what?" The black-clothed childe looked at her with a faint smile.
She tremblingly raised her hand, untied her belt, and slowly took off her clothes. "Let them go, and I'll be yours."
She didn't know why this man was interested in her, but it proved why he asked someone to bring her here.
From beginning to end, the young master in black just smiled and watched her undress with great interest. "Even if I don't let them go, it's still easy for me to get you."
"Of course." She looked at the man in front of her with her bright eyes and said resolutely, "If you want to live a life worse than death, it's no big deal to die."
The young man in black put down his teacup and stood up. He took off his outer robe and draped it over her. He found it a little funny and said, "You're still so arrogant, but you'll suffer a loss in the future."
"Sir, you like this style, don't you?" Feng Xueyi's pale and blood-stained lips curled up. When she smiled, there was a different kind of charming charm in her cold eyes.
"Ethereal." He smiled and pinched her chin. Then, he put his hands behind his back and left. "I'm going to bathe. Come in and serve me."
Feng Jingyi let out a long sigh of relief. She thought that she had won the bet.
However, many people had forgotten what day it was. It was the day of her wedding with Shangguan Yi, and the Royal Garden had been repaired as their new residence after their wedding.
Now, she was trying to flatter another man on their wedding night.
###Chapter9,To Chengge up a Cheer
There were hot springs in the south, and there were springs in the palaces.
Feng Jingyi stood outside the spring, the gurgling sound of water coming from inside. There was a dense heat blowing on her face, but she still felt extremely cold.
"If you regret it, you can go now." A man's light voice came from inside.
Feng Jingyi bit her pale lips and walked in. If her innocence could save them, what was wrong with it?
The young man in black leaned against the side of the spring. There was a faint smile on his thin lips as he looked lazily at the woman who had stepped into the water. He seemed to have seen more gentleness and gentleness, but was rather interested in this cold and stubborn woman.
She stood in the water just a step away from him and never moved forward again.
The young man in black raised his eyebrows and stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms. He said casually, "You killed three of my men, but you alone have to save more than a dozen people. No matter what, it's my fault. Aren't you happy?"
Feng Jingyi didn't say anything, but there was a trace of irony in her eyes. How could she be happy to face an enemy who had ruined her country and made her play like a fireworks woman?
That was what she thought, but her smile was as beautiful as a flower. "I should thank you for your kindness."
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