Hearing this, Yang Xi raised her stunned eyes and met her resentful gaze. At this moment, she seemed to understand.
But, is such a price too heavy?
She lowered her eyes and stopped talking. In the eyes of others, this look was a silent defense and a silent confession.
"Good for you, uncle! Good for you, Princess An Ning!" Murong Yan gritted her teeth, narrowed her eyes, and sent Yang Xi away with a pink face and a palm.
Yang Xi, who had not expected her to make such a move, was stunned and had no choice but to avoid it. Seeing the sharp five fingers coming with the wind of her palm, it was too late for her to even close her eyes and wait for death.
Everyone present choked for breath, watching helplessly as the eldest princess waved her jade palm towards Princess An Ning's pretty, flower-like face. Everyone could see that this palm, called palm scraping, was actually meant to destroy Princess An Ning.
After removing the opponent's appearance and waving a palm, the princess's peerless appearance will probably disappear forever.
The eldest princess's resentment towards the princess was so deep that not even the queen knew about it.
"Yan'er..."
Before she could stop her, Murong Yan's sharp nails were about to scratch Yang Xi's cheek.
"Pa"! A dull impact sounded, and everyone turned away, unable to bear to see that cruel scene.
"ah!"
After a scream, there was the sound of someone falling heavily to the ground. Everyone slowly turned around to see the eldest princess sitting on the ground, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief. In front of her, she was as handsome as a fairy.
Xiaoyao Hou Fuqing raised his sleeves lightly, and the two guards who were imprisoning Yang Xi were thrown out silently. He gently helped Yang Xi, who was stunned for a moment after being shocked, and the care between his brows and eyes was self-evident.
Yang Xi came back to her senses and caught a glimpse of several scars on his face, which was more beautiful than a woman's. Her heart suddenly ached. There were now several deep wounds on this beautiful face like a flower.
The skin and flesh are turned out, it’s terrible to see!
"Brother Qing..."
"Your face!" The person who was faster than her was Murong Xi who appeared with Fu Qing.
"How dare you hurt him!" The injury on Fu Qing's face hurt his heart. He glared angrily at Murong Yan who fell to the ground, wishing he could tear her into pieces!
Nothing shocked everyone present more than this scene. The Holy Emperor hurriedly arrived, and the first person he cared about was not the empress who was in danger of being poisoned, but Xiaoyao, a man who had suffered flesh and skin injuries on his face and had his appearance disfigured.
Hou Fuqing!
Everyone was surprised, confused, and hurt, but no one dared to say a word.
Fu Qing ignored his anger and placed Yang Xi on a chair. He hurriedly walked to Queen Fu and took out silver needles to seal more than a dozen major veins in her body. Immediately, Queen Fu spit out a mouthful of black blood, and he took out another
The silver needle slowly pierced the top of her head.
The queen, who had gradually fallen into a coma, woke up at this time. She did not look at Fu Qing, but just stared at Murong Xi, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, our child... I am a concubine... I am a concubine.
I'm sorry for you..."
Murong Xi stepped over and held her hand tightly, her brows filled with deep pain. "Don't be afraid, Ying'er, I will definitely seek justice for Huang'er."
After speaking, a pair of angry eyes glared at Yang Xi, "Uncle Huang and Princess An Ning poisoned my royal son, and I must let them pay for it with their lives."
With a clang, he drew out his sword and stabbed Yang Xi with one stroke. However, he saw a white shadow flash, and someone stood firm in front of Yang Xi.
"You..." Murong Xi, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, retracted his sword move and glared at the person in front of him who was almost in despair. "What are you doing?"
If he hadn't stopped in time, the sword would have pierced his heart. He was his minister, and he would only resist the sword with his body and not with weapons. Murong Xi knew this very well.
Very! This person! He knew he would not hurt him! Hateful! Extremely hateful!
"Since you don't want to take her life, why do you want to torture her?" Fu Qing ignored his anger and asked calmly. The sword was not intended to hurt Yang Xi's life, but to destroy her meridians. For a person who didn't know any martial arts at all
For a person, his sword seems very redundant.
"She colluded with the emperor's uncle, poisoned my emperor's son, and conspired to rebel. How can I treat her well?"
"Where's the evidence?"
"You..." The scars on that face are really dazzling! Murong Xi turned away and said softly: "You need to heal your face first..."
"A mere superficial injury..."
"Fu Qing!" He shouted angrily, "I order you to treat your injuries first!"
"I will definitely cure the Queen's poisonous wound." Fu Qing replied calmly.
This man! This damn man! Murong Xi was so filled with hatred. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, why don't you send the queen back to her room to detoxify her?"
"When I am sure that my adopted sister is safe, I will do my best to cure the queen." The implication is that if Yang Xi's personal safety cannot be guaranteed, he will not cure the queen's biological sister.
"Sister?" Murong Xi glanced at Yang Xi, and his deep eyes fell on Fu Qing's face again. That damn injury! "That's your biological sister."
Between his adopted sister and his biological sister, he actually chose the former.
Fu Qing still said calmly: "I have sealed her seven major meridians and driven out most of the toxins in her body. In a short time, she will not be in danger of her life."
However, Yang Xi was different. If he left with his front foot, Murong Xi would definitely hurt her with his back foot. He couldn't take this risk.
"Brother Qing, save the queen first." Yang Xi stood up behind him and tugged on his sleeves, "The queen is pregnant, please..."
"Brother..." Fu Guiren on the side also begged.
Fu Qing didn't speak, but his legs didn't move even half a minute.
"Brother Qing..."
"I will never let you get hurt in the slightest!" Although he looks docile, once he becomes stubborn, no one can shake him.
"Why do you protect her so much?" Murong Xi's cold eyes crossed their faces. In his knowledge, Yang Xi and Fu Qing had never had a close relationship. He had a pervasive reconnaissance team, and Fu Qing
If Qing had a relationship with Yang Xi, there was no way he wouldn't notice it!
"Is it because of him?"
Behind him, Murong Yan's deep voice sounded faintly. "Is it worth it?"
Fu Qing ignored her. The palm that was about to destroy Yang Xi's face was enough to make him deeply disgusted with the scheming woman in front of him.
Murong Yan seemed to be completely unaware of his disgust, and still said softly: "If you really do it for him, you should hand Yang Xi over."
She has no time! Feng Ba has been living in the palace for the past ten days. What happened here must have reached his ears. Now, he is probably on his way here. If he doesn't destroy Yang Xi before he comes,
, after he came, she would never have the chance to make a move.
But Murong Xi cared very much about the man in front of her. If he hadn't stepped aside on his own initiative, Murong Xi might not have been willing to be cruel to him.
"Hand her over and you will be free." She encouraged again.