"Guess what I want to do?" Feng Bufan lowered his head and slashed the knife across her body.
No, to be precise, it was scratched on her clothes.
The sound of fabric being torn was clearly heard.
After Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, he immediately shouted hoarsely: "Get away... get away! Get away... get away, don't touch me, don't... get away..."
Eunuch Qing stepped aside, expressionless.
This appearance is obviously because this kind of scene has been seen frequently before, so it is no longer surprising.
Hua Rong was heartbroken. She watched helplessly as Feng Bufan used a knife to cut her clothes into pieces, but she could do nothing.
As stubborn and proud as she was, she finally shed two tears.
"Thief... I will... kill you. I will definitely... kill you with my own hands... Ah! Let go, let go..."
Finally, she gritted her teeth and tried to calm herself down.
But she couldn't exert any strength, and her teeth were not firmly clenched, so she let go after a short time.
"Well..."
Feng Bufan's hands rubbed her body.
Hua Rong only felt disgusted.
Her stomach was churning. If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't eaten during this period and there was absolutely nothing in her stomach, she would have vomited it out on the spot.
"Qingde, look, my concubine Rong is still as beautiful as she was before?"
Qingde came over, took a look, and said with a smile: "Compared to more than ten years ago, my skin is a little less shiny."
Hua Rong's hands were trembling, and so was her body.
Angry, embarrassed, but desperate.
"It's a pity that I'm getting old too, and I can no longer play those games in the past."
Feng Bufan sighed lightly, looking at the exposed body in front of him, he seemed a little helpless and a little regretful.
"Jinghua, are you still unwilling to tell me where your son is?"
"He is your son too! Why do you have to kill them all?" Hua Rong's voice was extremely hoarse.
"Really?" Feng Bufan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Jinghua, do you still want to lie to me now? Why is the truth I heard not what you said?"
Hua Rong panicked, but for Feng Yexuan's sake, he still pretended to be calm.
She stared at Feng Bufan, trying hard to ignore the embarrassing scene on her body, and said hoarsely: "I hope... I hope he is not your son."
"Oh, then now, you really got what you wanted." The smile on Feng Bufan's lips was cold and impressive.
Eunuch Qing pursed his lips and said slowly: "Concubine Rong, Prince Xuan is not the emperor's son. The emperor already knows it."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The panic in Hua Rong's eyes flashed away.
Qingde snorted coldly: "Back then in Prince Ye's Mansion, a doctor checked your pulse. You were pregnant long before you became Concubine Rong."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hua Rong denied it and glared at Feng Bufan: "You are not even willing to admit that you are your own son, are you still a human being?"
Feng Bufan just sneered.
Qing Gonggong said sympathetically: "The Queen has found the person a long time ago. Do you want her to invite the person in to show you?"
"No, no..."
"You still want to hide it from me?"
Feng Bufan suddenly changed his expression, and his face became very ferocious and terrifying!
"You deceived me so hard! For more than twenty years, I regarded him as my most beloved son! I even wanted to pass on my country to him!"
"I didn't expect that all this was your conspiracy! You asked me to raise a son for others for more than 20 years, and you allowed me to almost fall into the hands of Prince Ye's son! Concubine Rong, you are so cruel.
