In the huge room, beside the bed, a delicate body was slumped.
She was wearing a black skirt and a black veil. Her left shoulder was empty, and she actually had no arms.
The black veil slipped down, her face turned pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her breath was very weak.
After a long while, she reluctantly stood up and looked into the distance with cold and resentful eyes.
"Feng Mian, the pain you have brought me and all the unbearable torture you have brought me, I will definitely repay you a hundred times a thousand times. I will let everyone in the Yang family come to ask for their lives. With him in hand,
I don’t dare not come even if you don’t!”
The saint of Nanjiang Kingdom, an old acquaintance of Feng Mian. She was Yang Lian who had escaped, but could not be traced, and completely lost her life. But now she has changed part of her appearance, and her cultivation has also improved a lot. It is difficult to
identify.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open. A man's figure walked in slowly.
He raised his hand and waved, and the people behind him quickly retreated and closed the door.
"Lian'er, the matter has been settled? But judging from your current complexion, it must have taken a lot of effort, right? Using the long-distance clone puppet technique easily is not an easy task even for a great wizard."
The man stepped forward and brushed Yang Lian's forehead, his movements were very intimate and ambiguous.
Yang Lian's eyes flickered and she avoided him without any trace.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine. It's just that I've consumed a lot of energy. I'll be fine after a while. But now I'm really tired. Please allow me to rest first."
Lian stepped back and sat on the bed. Yang Lian's rejection was already obvious. But the leader of the Southern Border Kingdom had no intention of leaving. He stepped closer with a meaningful smile on his face.
"Lian'er, you fled to our Southern Border Country. You were originally the daughter of a traitor. If you followed the rules of the Southern Border Country, I could kill you at will. But do you know why I didn't do that?
"
He reached out and brushed Yang Lian's pretty face. Although it was cold, it was difficult for the king to look away.
"Because of your temperament and this cold, fearless aura, I appreciate it, even be fascinated by it. Lian'er, you have to know that if you want to take revenge, you must be obedient. I don't need to say more about this.
.”
As he stepped forward, the king's breath hit Yang Lian's face.
She dodged her delicate body and said, "Master, I know that you are kind to me, and you also granted me the title of Saint, allowing me to move freely in this southern kingdom. Including this incident with Feng Junyang,
You didn't stop me in the slightest."
Hearing this, the leader of the Southern Territory showed a smile: "Haha... Lian'er, it's rare that you still remember it so clearly. Since you know, don't reject me thousands of miles away. You clearly know what I think about you..."
Quickly approaching, the leader of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom stretched out his arms and pulled Yang Lian into his arms.
"You have tried to shirk several times, but I don't care about you. But today, you and I are in this atmosphere. Lian'er, if you refuse again, I will be angry." He slowly leaned down.
The next second, Yang Lian pushed it away violently. She walked towards the door, but found that she couldn't open it at all.
"My lord, please respect yourself. Besides, I was injured just now and really need to recuperate. My lord, please come back."
Seeing this, the king's face darkened, and he stared at Yang Lian coldly: "You'd better think clearly, do you really want to reject me like this? Let me tell you, your Qingfeng City Yang family already has a rebellious heart, how can I
Keeping you here is the utmost kindness and justice."
Yang Lian understood the implication.
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She is now in the Southern Territory Kingdom, and she must obey the orders of the Southern Territory Lord in everything. He can make her a saint, aloof. In the same way, he can also make her a prisoner in an instant. So there are some things that cannot be avoided.
avoid.
With her eyes lowered, Yang Lian slowly loosened her hands. Now that she has reached this point, what is there to worry about? Half of her life has been ruined, does she still care about this humiliation?
Seeing Yang Lian relax, the king knew that her mental guard had been lowered.
He quickly stepped forward, hugged her again, and pushed her onto the bed.
"Lian'er, as long as you behave, in this southern kingdom, as a saint, as long as I allow you, you can walk sideways. No matter what you do, no one dares to stop you, and I mean no one!"
Next, the green rose curtain fell. The wind was gentle, the moon was bright, and the leaves covered the window lattice...
The next day, Yang Lian slowly sat up, and the figure of the leader of Southern Border was no longer around her.
His fists were clenched and his eyes were terrifyingly cold: "Feng Mian, everything that happened to me today is all caused by you. I will not let you go, let alone anyone in your Feng family."
"Nan Xianyue, the same goes for you. For the humiliation you have done to me today, I will make your entire southern Xinjiang pay the price in the future. Whatever I, Yang Lian, say, no matter how long it takes, will definitely come true!"
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Dai Viet Royal Palace, main hall.
The seventh princess, Yue Fengling and Feng Mian, stood quietly one behind the other. The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and no one spoke.
After a while, the seventh princess turned around, her beautiful eyes fixed on Feng Mian.
"Are you really not going to say anything? Don't you want to explain something about last night?"
Feng Mian glanced at the seventh princess and said calmly: "What do you want me to explain? If you believe me, I don't need to explain. If you don't believe me, then no matter what I say, you will still have doubts in your heart."
"you……"
Feng Mian's fists were clenched tightly, and his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably. He had been suppressing his emotions. In fact, what happened last night also bothered him, but he didn't say it clearly, nor did he want to say it.
.
At this time, old man Hailan appeared slowly and glanced at the two of them.
"Hey, it seems like there's something going on? What's the reason for?"
Hands over, the Seventh Princess said respectfully: "Just last night, the Saint of Southern Border sneaked into the confines of Laifeng Academy and provoked Feng Mian. But she seemed to have some leverage in her hands. After she came back, he became like this?
"
Hai Lan's eyes were fixed on Feng Mian, he took a step forward and held his shoulders.
"Boy, you shouldn't be the kind of person who can't control his emotions. Tell me, what exactly is it that makes you mind so much? If I guess correctly, this matter should be related to your father, right?"
Raising his head suddenly, Feng Mian looked at Hai Lao.
"I wonder if the things the royal family promised before still count now?"
Get straight to the point, get straight to the point, and go directly to the topic.
Hai Lao raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised: "Why, have you figured it out?"
Nodding, Feng Mian said bluntly: "Since the matter has reached this point, I have no scruples. If I accept the royal grant, does that mean that I have certain rights?"
Turning around, Ebi walked up to the main seat and looked at Feng Mian deeply.
"If you are really willing to accept my royal grant, it will be great. Once you accept, your status and identity will be equal to Lin Xiuran. No matter where you go, the people of Dai Viet must respect you."
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Feng Mian smiled coldly and flicked his sleeves: "Old Hai, I don't want to beat around the bush. You should probably know what I'm talking about. I only have one question. If I accept the title, do I have the power to mobilize troops?"
Shocked, the seventh princess looked at Feng Mian with a somewhat complicated expression on her face.
"Feng Mian, do you mean that you want to accept the grant from the Minister of State, and then directly mobilize the entire army of Dai Viet to attack the Southern Border Kingdom? If that is the case, you cannot make the decision on this matter alone.
"
After taking a deep look at the Seventh Princess, Feng Mian grinned.
"Haha... It turns out that there are still many restrictions. So in this case, it doesn't make any sense whether or not I am the minister of the country. The royal family of Dai Viet Kingdom can't control it, so I, Feng Mian, will no longer beg you. I will solve this matter myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mian turned around and walked out without any hesitation.
The next second, a figure staggered over with a smile on his face.
"Hehe...boy, when did you become so impulsive? Did just a few words from the Saint of Southern Xinjiang make you lose your sense of proportion? How do you know that even if you go there, it won't be a trap?"
Hai Lao also stepped forward and stopped Feng Mian: "Yes, it is obvious that the other party used provocation. The evidence you mentioned has no substantive meaning, right? The other party used puppetry to test, so you will be fooled?"
Feng Mian looked at them and said firmly: "I believe that even if it is a trap, I will break through it. Because except for me and my father, no one in the world can imitate the white jade crescent button."
Changing the topic, Feng Mian said: "Furthermore, do you think that after one defeat in Southern Xinjiang, you will become depressed? I have been eyeing the country of Dai Viet for so many years, is it really so easy to give up? It's simply a joke."
"I remember what Sun Lian said was right. The Dai Viet Kingdom is too cowardly and never takes the initiative to attack. If this goes on for a long time, people will treat it as a soft persimmon and rub it around casually. Do you still want to shrink from it now?
"
A flash of light flashed in Hai Lao's eyes, and he stared at Feng Mian seriously.
"Boy, if I give you the power to mobilize all troops and horses, how confident are you?"
Shaking his head, Feng Mian spoke bluntly: "I don't know how sure we are, but if we continue to give in like this and cower cowardly, then we will never be sure of victory. Whether we win or lose, we have to try to know!"
"Haha...Okay! It's bloody, I finally got it right."
He raised his hand and waved, and a wooden sign appeared in front of Feng Mian.
"Accepting this wooden sign, you will become another minister of the Dai Viet Kingdom. In the name of the elder of the Dai Viet Kingdom, I will hand over all military power to you and mobilize it at will. It is best to set off immediately to kill the Southern Border Kingdom by surprise.
"
Feng Mian slowly stretched out his hand and held the wooden sign. There was a flash of energy on it, which was nothing special.
Immediately afterwards, all the guards outside the palace, as well as everyone left in the palace, all knelt on the ground. They bowed their hands respectfully and faced Feng Mian.
"We will see Feng Guoqing and let him do whatever he wants!"
Feng Mian stood still, looking deeply at the sky. He slowly raised the wooden sign in his hand.
"Three days later, we will assemble all the forces of Dai Viet and launch a massive attack on the southern country. We, the people of Dai Viet, have been aggrieved for so many years. It is time for us to take a deep breath and regain our dignity!"
Everyone stood up, their eyes shining. Feng Mian's words made their hearts surge.
"Attack the Southern Kingdom and get back your dignity!"
"Attack the Southern Kingdom and get back your dignity!"