Zhao Xu, who was hiding behind the door with his head in his arms, saw clearly that Feng Yichen had not been chopped to death, and exclaimed: "Don't kill Shi——"
A bone-cold gaze swept across Chao Xu, successfully making Chao Xu swallow back his unspoken words. He finally got up and looked at the pale Feng Yichen with a very, very, very unethical look.
"Your Majesty, please chat with the princess slowly, my subordinate has resigned!"
After saying that, the whole person disappeared into Jinxiu Pavilion at the speed of the wind.
"You——" Feng Yichen watched Chaoxu escape helplessly, hating how iron can turn into steel, "You bastard, you have no humanity!"
Swish.
The soft sword deflected and swept away the black hair hanging down Feng Yichen's shoulder blades.
As his hair was cut off, Feng Yichen finally turned his gaze away and slowly, slowly, slowly looked at the bright eyes in front of him that were cold to the bone, inhumane and without any warmth at all.
Gudu——
After swallowing a sip of saliva, Feng Yichen slowly put his fingers on the side of the soft sword with trembling fingers, trying to move the sword's edge away slightly.
As a result, after just a little movement, the blue sword tip had already advanced half an inch further, just a hair's breadth away from his neck.
"Qing, Qingyue..." He stiffened the corners of his lips and smiled extremely reluctantly, "You just came back, why are you so angry?"
There was a flash of anger in his icy eyes, and the soft sword in his hand was about to cut off his neck.
Her plain white fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and on her gauze-covered face, there was only a pair of cold eyes, full of cruelty and indifference. If it weren't for the lake blue gauze skirt on her body, people who saw her would think that she was...
hell.
She is none other than the princess of the Tianche Dynasty, Mo Qingyue.
The only daughter of Mo Zhilan and Feng Xizi, and the only sister of Mo Yanche.
The person with the highest status is the only person in the world.
It's a pity that everything about her seems to be covered with mist, making it difficult for people to see clearly - she is an outsider. Feng Yichen knows very well why Mo Qingyue is so mysterious, so mysterious that no one has even seen it except their own family.
Her true appearance.
That's because Mo Qingyue is a murderous, cold-blooded woman!
In Mo Qingyue's eyes, there was no family affection, no warmth, no life, not even herself.
As long as she, the princess, is dissatisfied, she will chop with her sword and kill anyone on sight. No matter what your status is, even if you are her own parents, you will still chop her down.
However, her martial arts skills were at the pinnacle. Except for Mo Zhilan and Mo Yanche, no one in the entire royal family could control Mo Qingyue.
This time my eldest cousin asked Mo Qingyue to collect the Kailan Pass. That was definitely the biggest bad idea in history!
"Qingyue, I have something to say, I have something to say!" Feng Yichen looked at that arrogant little face and almost cried.
Mo Qingyue held a soft sword in her hand and stood in front of Feng Yichen. Her dark pupils stared at Feng Yichen without blinking. As long as he said the wrong word, her sword would cut off his neck mercilessly.
"I...it's not me -" Feng Yichen looked at the soft blue sword under his neck and understood the reason why Mo Qingyue was so angry. He immediately surrendered and explained, "I tempered this poison, but I also gave it to the great master.
Cousin’s order! Xiao Lixi was poisoned and he is the main culprit. The most I can do is provide some props. If I want to kill you, I should kill my cousin first!”
His unprincipled eldest cousin had already calculated that Qingyue would confront Xiao Lixi, and that Xiao Lixi was no match for Qingyue, so he quenched the poison on Qingyue's soft sword to make Xiao