1363 Cold-blooded, what's so good about Uncle Jiuhuang
Although King Luo's appearance was beyond Feng Qingchen's expectation, Feng Qingchen did not panic. Even though the secret guards and Zuo An were not there, Marshal Si was still there.
As long as King Luo doesn't be as barbaric as her and just kills people with his sword without saying anything, then she has nothing to fear.
Feng Qingchen ignored the murderous Dongling Ziluo, straightened the cup on the table, poured two glasses of water, and pushed one of them in the direction of King Luo: "King Luo, please sit down."
He was calm and composed, as if a friend came from afar.
Dongling Ziluo's eyes flashed slightly. He admired Feng Qingchen's calmness, but now he wanted an answer even more: "Feng Qingchen, you haven't told me why yet?"
Feng Qingchen chuckled lightly, looked at King Luo and blinked, and said unhurriedly: "What do you want me to say? You ask me why I want to frame the queen, first ask why the queen wants my life, your sister
Why are you targeting me everywhere? I have the same reasons as them."
It's not just a matter of a day or two for everyone to have grudges. There is no shouting or shouting to kill, which does not mean that they can coexist peacefully. They are always keeping an eye on each other and will kill each other whenever they have the opportunity.
The Queen and Princess Anping attacked her more than once. What? The Queen was only allowed to take her life, but she, Feng Qingchen, was not allowed to fight back?
King Luo was startled, and then said forcefully: "Feng Qingchen, although my mother is targeting you everywhere, she does not want your life. Anping is not your opponent, so why do you want to kill them all?"
"You didn't want my life? Your Majesty, Prince Luo, you were wrong. It's not that the Queen didn't want my life, but that she couldn't. What? Do you have to ask the Queen to force me to death?" People are so strange, just because of her
The queen is alive but dead, so the fault is all hers, and everything the queen has done can be forgiven.
"King Luo, how many times has the Queen done something bad to me in the past two years? You know better than anyone else. Just because I am not dead, you cannot erase everything the Queen has done to me."
Feng Qingchen's imposing manner and his bright black eyes were cold and firm, reminding Dongling Ziluo of the time when Feng Qingchen threatened him in front of the palace.
This woman was never easy to bully, but he did not expect that Feng Qingchen's counterattack would be so fierce. Thinking of his mother who died tragically, and his sister who cried with red eyes, King Luo's eyes turned red.
"Feng Qingchen, even if my mother is at fault, now that my mother is dead, you are still alive and well. My mother's reputation has been ruined, but you are still enjoying your glory." He wanted to avenge his mother, but he couldn't do it. Yu Gong
Privately, he didn't want Feng Qingchen to die.
"King Luo, you said something wrong. Although the Queen is ruined, I am not much better. When will my reputation get better? And who is responsible for me being here today?" Feng Qingchen looked calm and held up the table.
Drink all the tea on the table.
She's not thirsty, she's nervous.
King Luo looked scary now, crazy and calm at the same time. She didn't know what King Luo would do next second. The people around her were taken away by King Luo, and that bastard Sicheng hadn't come yet. With her ability and Luo Wang
Wang Dou will definitely suffer.
Damn it Sicheng, even if the two yards are far apart, this group should have arrived.
Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth, but Dongling Ziluo became calmer and calmer, put away the long sword in his hand, and looked at Feng Qingchen for a moment: "Feng Qingchen, my mother is dead, and I am not that noble and unparalleled person.
King Luo, are you satisfied with this?"
These words were like a plea for peace. Feng Qingchen was confused and said tentatively: "King Luo is joking. I have no dissatisfaction. I am not dead because I am lucky. It is not that the Queen is merciful and let me go. King Luo
Your Highness, why did you come to me today?"
If he wanted revenge, why would he talk so much nonsense? He could just stab her to death with a sword.
"Of course it's revenge. You killed my mother. Do you think I will marry you again? Feng Qingchen, do you know that I originally wanted to accept you as my concubine after I ascended the throne and became emperor?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Luo Junmei's face, whether he was laughing at himself or Feng Qingchen.
Accept me as your concubine? I thank your whole family. Fortunately, you are not the emperor. Feng Qingchen almost choked to death on her tea.
"Your Highness, Prince Luo, are you lying to yourself or to me? The Queen asked me to accompany Princess Anping to marry in Beiling. You actually said that after you ascend the throne, you will make me your concubine. Do you think I will believe it?" She
I don’t understand more and more what King Luo has planned. He doesn’t think they can still cooperate, does he?
"I didn't know about your marriage to Beiling in advance. If I knew, I would definitely stop it." King Luo did not lie. It was Princess Mingwei's idea to send Feng Qingchen away and it had nothing to do with King Luo.
"So what? Things have already happened. What's the use of King Luo saying this?" Feng Qingchen observed the changes in King Luo and counted in her mind, her eyes uncontrollably wandering.
I thought that King Luo would be mentally depressed due to the loss of his mother, but he was still very shrewd. Seeing Feng Qingchen guess her thoughts like this, he rudely exposed her delusion: "Feng Qingchen, don't wait any longer.
Someone will come to save you. I let people entangle Marshal Si, and even if he finds something strange about you, he won't be able to come."
Feng Qingchen's eyelids twitched, but he forced himself to calm down: "King Luo, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"You are a smart man, why should you pretend to be stupid with me? Qingchen, are you definitely my enemy? What good is Uncle Nine Emperors?" Dongling Ziluo walked to Feng Qingchen step by step and sat down opposite Feng Qingchen.
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Feng Qingchen was not afraid of the furious King Luo, and it was hard for him to fight, but Feng Qingchen was afraid of such King Luo from the bottom of his heart.
Even if he could let go of the revenge of killing his mother, what else could King Luo not let go of? Feng Qingchen quietly raised her left leg, pulled out a dagger from her boot, quietly carried it behind her back, and looked at King Luo warily.
"His Royal Highness, King Luo, why are you here today? Just tell me directly. I am very confused when you act like this." Feng Qingchen was sure that King Luo did not come to her to avenge her mother's murder, otherwise King Luo would have taken action long ago.
King Luo did not speak directly, but asked: "Feng Qingchen, do you know how Zichun died?"
"His Royal Highness Prince Chun? Didn't he die in the hands of bandits?" Faced with King Luo's questions, Feng Qingchen had to concentrate on dealing with it, lest King Luo discover her plan.
Dongling Ziluo looked sarcastic: "Bandits? Which bandits are so bold as to dare to attack the prince? Based on the emperor's love for Zichun, do you think Zichun only has ordinary guards around him? If they are really bandits, they are
Even if he is extremely capable, he cannot kill Zichun."
"You mean..." Feng Qingchen answered absentmindedly. Just as she was thinking about how to escape, King Luo's next words sent a chill through her body.
"It's Uncle Nine Emperors. He took Zichun's life, provoked my father, and made my father angry with King Zhou and me. Then he exposed what happened at the gate of the city, thereby destroying King Zhou and me." King Luo was very sure.
, looking at Feng Qingchen's disbelieving eyes, he said again: "Feng Qingchen, who do you think has the greatest benefit after this incident breaks out?"
The person who makes the biggest profit is naturally the most suspect!