Although Lan Jingyang was mentally prepared, he still felt humiliated by being pressed down and kneeling at the feet of Uncle Nine Emperors. His clear eyes were stained with hatred, his lips were pressed tightly, his lower forehead was slightly raised, and he stubbornly refused to speak.
Save your last bit of dignity.
"Ha..." Uncle Nine Emperors shook his head and chuckled. He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip before looking at Lan Jingyang.
Boom, boom, boom... Lan Jingyang's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated when Uncle Nine Emperors looked at him like this, and the muscles in his whole body tensed up, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Don Ling Jiu, what do you want?" Lan Jingyang couldn't hold it in anymore and asked, but Uncle Jiu Huang ignored him and looked sideways at Feng Qingchen: "Qingchen, what do you want to do?"
It's "want" rather than "want". As long as Feng Qingchen opens his mouth, even if he takes Lan Jingyang's life and completely pushes Liancheng to his opposition, Uncle Nine Emperors will not blink an eye.
Since he ordered the arrest of Lan Jingyang, he has never thought about reconciling with Liancheng. The matter between him and Liancheng has come to an end. It is not good for anyone to delay the matter.
"Well..." Feng Qingchen did not answer directly, but stood up and walked around Lan Jingyang, his eyes were like looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered, assessing how much money the pig was worth.
Destiny is controlled by a woman. Even if this woman is Feng Li's legitimate daughter, Lan Jingyang still can't be happy: "Don Lingjiu, if you are a man, just be more simple and listen to women in everything. You are still not a man."
"Mr. Jingyang, what does it have to do with you whether Uncle Nine Emperors is a man?" Feng Qingchen stood in front of Lan Jingyang, just in time for Lan Jingyang to crawl at his feet.
For Lan Jingyang, who was very proud of himself, such humiliation was more painful than killing him, but Lan Jingyang also knew that there was no benefit in being stubborn.
Lan Jingyang gritted his teeth, lowered his body, and looked at Feng Qingchen with pain on his face: "Qingchen, what's so good about Dong Lingjiu? He can't give you status, he can't give you children, he can't give you everything you want, why?
Is it him or not me?”
How is he inferior to the Nine Emperors Uncle?
"Why are you comparing yourself to Uncle Nine Emperors?" Feng Qingchen said contemptuously. As for children and status, she will have these things.
Lan Jingyang was unwilling to give in and said again: "Dongguan Jiu is ruthless, selfish, cruel and cruel. What is so good about such a person?"
"I'm better than you in every aspect, cleaner than you, and more responsible than you." Feng Qingchen thought about how to use Lan Jingyang's life to maximize its value.
"I don't know how many people's blood he has been stained with, how can he be clean?" Lan Jingyang snorted disdainfully and looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle with contempt, as if the Nine Emperors Uncle were an ant.
Feng Qingchen didn't explain much, just touched his chin, turned around and said to Uncle Nine Emperors: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I know how to do it." This person is so annoying. If he doesn't give him a lesson, he really thinks he is a god.
So proud.
"Oh..." Uncle Nine Emperors raised his eyes and signaled Feng Qingchen to say something with his eyes.
Seeing the two people ignoring him again, Lan Jingyang felt angry and angry in his heart. He tried desperately to break away from the soldiers' grasp, but he was a scholar. Even if he was not weak, he could not compare with these generals. He could only continue to use humiliating and awkward words.
Kneeling there.
"I remember Divine Doctor Guo once said that all things are mutually reinforcing and inverse. Generally, there will be an antidote for any rare poison near it. Mr. Jingyang has ancient corpse poison in his hand, so he must have the antidote. Let Mr. Jingyang take out the antidote and he will be sure
I disagree, but what if he himself was poisoned by the ancient corpse poison?" Feng Qingchen looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle with a smile on his face, and the Nine Emperors Uncle nodded slightly in agreement.
"Qingchen, you are so vicious." Lan Jingyang's face suddenly turned pale. He knew better than anyone how terrifying those ancient corpse poisons were.
"You are not as good as Mr. Jingyang. You can attack a child under one year old. Mr. Jingyang is even worse than me." Feng Qingchen turned around and said coldly.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I extracted some very pure poison from the people with the most severe symptoms. I just can't find any experimental subjects. Why don't you give me Mr. Jingyang?" Feng Qingchen was not asking Uncle Nine Emperors to do so.
She just told Uncle Jiuhuang about her opinion. After Uncle Jiuhuang nodded lightly, Feng Qingchen asked someone to push Lan Jingyang down.
"Tie him to the bed and don't let him move around." Feng Qingchen added.
"Feng Qingchen, how dare you..." Lan Jingyang was really scared at this moment. He thought Uncle Nine Emperors didn't dare to kill him, but he didn't expect these two people to be more terrifying than killing him.
"Feng Qingchen, do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me." Seeing that Feng Qingchen was unmoved, Lan Jingyang shouted again and struggled desperately.
"I don't care who you are. If you dare to touch my brother, even I am not afraid of Tianhuang. Mr. Jingyang, you should be lucky. If Zuo An is in the imperial city, you will understand what it means to be unable to survive and to die." Zuo An said
There are a bunch of inventions, many of which can be used in punishment.
Lan Jingyang had already been pulled to the door. Thinking of the horror of the ancient corpse poison, Lan Jingyang became anxious and shouted at Uncle Nine Emperors: "Don Ling Jiu, you bastard, you know who I am and you still let me go."
I hate Qingchen for using poison to harm me, and my aunt will not let you go. You'd better let me go quickly, otherwise you will definitely end up worse than dead."
"Don Lingjiu, if you dare to hurt me, my aunt will cut you into pieces..."
Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen did not hear what was said later, but Lan Jingyang had already been taken away.
"Aunt?" Uncle Nine Emperors murmured and repeated these two words: "Lan Jingyang's aunt?"
The woman who appeared with Lan Jingyang in Xuanyue Palace? Isn't aunt an honorific, but Lan Jingyang's biological aunt?
"Princess of the former dynasty?" Feng Qingchen thought about Lan Jingyang's identity and made a bold guess, but then felt something was wrong: "Can the princess of the previous dynasty live to this day?" She is not young, right?
"The last emperor of the previous dynasty succeeded to the throne less than a hundred days after he was born. After the demise of the previous dynasty, he also disappeared. If he is still alive, his daughter will naturally be the princess of the previous dynasty. Calculating her age, if she is really the princess of the previous dynasty, she will be
Only about thirty or forty years old." For example, his mother-in-law.
"I almost forgot about this." Feng Qingchen slapped her forehead: "However, what does this have to do with us? What does the former princess have to do with us? His threat is too ridiculous."
Feng Qingchen's seemingly casual words contained a temptation.
She always felt that the relationship between the Nine Emperors Uncle, Lan Jiuqing and Lan Jingyang was unusual, and there must be something she didn't know between them.
"It has nothing to do with us, but it has something to do with Lan Jiuqing." Uncle Jiuhuang's answer was flawless. Feng Qingchen thought of the cooperation between Uncle Jiuhuang and Lan Jiuqing and thought it was reasonable.
If this is the case, then: "Do you want to keep Lan Jingyang's life?"
This is what Feng Qingchen cares most about. From her point of view, she naturally hopes that Lan Jingyang will die, but if the consequences are too serious, she will put the overall situation first and let Lan Jingyang go temporarily.
"Kill if you want. I can bear the consequences." There is no way to keep things like this. Maybe Lan Jingyang's death will be a breakthrough. Although he took some risks, he can afford it now.
"In this case, I will boldly test the medicine on him. If he survives, he will be lucky. If he dies, he will have to consider himself unlucky." The ancient corpse poison requires live experiments, and animals can be used instead in the early stage, but
After the antidote is released, people are needed to conduct the final clinical trials, and Lan Jingyang is a good choice.
"Well, it's up to you." Uncle Nine Emperors left with these words and enough guards to leave.
The word "aunt" gave Uncle Jiuhuang a very bad feeling. He must find out the identity of the middle-aged woman as soon as possible...