Because she doesn't often come into contact with outsiders, she can more intuitively sense the murderous aura in him. Unlike Luo Jia and the Prince, she has never experienced such murderous aura from them. However, this person is about to...
Kill yourself. What is the deep hatred between you and him?
According to the temperament of the third prince, he was going to kill her right away. Perhaps because he saw her being surprisingly stupid and found it amusing, he kept a little force with his sword: "Idiot, tell me, why are you so stupid?"
She wanted to struggle, but an inch was stabbed into her neck, and she stiffened in pain. His sinister smile made her feel happy. He had liked to torture small animals since he was a child, torturing the little palace maids and eunuchs around him, and watching them wail and cry. This was the only way.
, he can feel the joy of a strong man.
"Let me go..."
"You want me to let you go?" The tip of his sword pressed hard again, slicing her neck bit by bit. Kill her? Let her go? No! But, he didn't know what to do. At this time, it was time to
I asked my mother and concubine, but she was not around. Think about it, my father, Emperor Li Daitao, found a fake holy virgin princess somewhere to sacrifice, but the real princess ran away. What if this matter spread?! He seemed to have some control over it.
With a sharp weapon and a huge secret - in the palace dispute, it is at a height that no one else can see.
No, I can't kill her! I have to hide her. That is evidence that the prince has offended the highest holy god in the North! Let's see how the father can protect her.
"Tell me, what's the deal between you and the prince?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
He said contemptuously: "Did you take the opportunity to seduce the prince while you were being treated? Otherwise, how could he help you escape? Tsk, tsk, tsk, but the prince is already a waste, you shouldn't..."
Fang Fei heard his frivolous tone and dirty attitude, and cursed: "You shameless villain, the prince will never be as despicable as you..."
"Am I despicable?" The tip of his sword went down, parting her clothes, revealing a section of her snow-white chest. As soon as his throat went dry, he suddenly remembered that she was the Holy Virgin Princess, the holiest woman in the North - the more
The more mysterious, the more exciting it is. Only great gods can enjoy it.
He was about the same age as Fang Fei, and he was the most impulsive at the age of eighteen or nineteen. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he even took the opportunity to lower the tip of his sword and lift her clothes all the way.
Fang Fei was shocked, feeling more terrified than dead, and said in a trembling voice: "Devil, please stop... let me go..."
"Let you go?" He said with great interest, "Okay!"
She was startled by how straightforward he was.
"Little bitch, you write a confession, admitting that you had an affair with the prince, and that he let you go because of his favoritism. Li Daitao was so stubborn that he deceived the truth and desecrated the temple. As long as you write this confession, I will definitely spare you this
idiot……"
Fang Fei was furious. If she wrote such a confession, wouldn't it mean that even if the prince died, he would jump into the Yellow River to wash away his innocence?
"Vicious devil, I will never be fooled by you..."
"Don't write? Really?" He laughed, "Okay, today the prince of Japan will kill you, a little bitch, to see how loyal you are to your dead prince..." He was very proud, like a cat catching a mouse.
, teasing wantonly, "Little bitch, I will chop off your hands first, then chop off your legs, and then gouge out your eyeballs... Do you want to write or not?"
While he was in a state of triumph, Fang Fei suddenly dwarfed and escaped from the tip of his sword. She turned around and ran away, ignoring the blood on her neck.
Behind her was her horse. Hearing its owner's whistling, the third prince rushed after her. But the third prince didn't care, like a cat watching a frightened mouse. He took his time and watched her get on the horse and panic.
He rushed to the fork in front of the road, which was a trail going up the mountain.
He also mounted his horse, raised his sword, and chased after her leisurely. He wanted to capture the woman and take her back quietly. As for where to hide her and how to use her, the shrewd mother-in-law had to deal with it.
Fang Fei galloped up the mountain road. It was midsummer, and the mountain road was covered with thorns and overgrown with weeds. The horse's journey became more and more difficult. But the sound of horse hooves behind her was getting closer and closer. It was the devil. She did not dare to stop for a moment.
, I only regret that I shouldn’t have left Andre so soon, or that I should have gone to Rouran Country with Andre in the first place.
However, it was useless to regret. The blood on her neck was cold and condensed by the wind. She could no longer feel the pain and did not know the way forward, so she rushed up the slope in front of her.
The third prince who was following suddenly noticed something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Idiot, stop, stop, there is a mountain stream ahead, stop quickly..."
Fang Fei was in a panic. She heard his voice getting closer and closer, and he was right behind her. Suddenly, the front widened, and she realized that the horse had run up a cliff. She was about to rein in the horse, but in panic, it turned into
The whip was raised, the horses' hooves were criss-crossing, and they couldn't hold back their momentum. They swooped down with both men and horses...
Only a scream was heard. When the third prince chased after him, in the vast darkness, he could only see the dark mountain stream below. Throwing a big stone down, he didn't know where the clouds were, and he didn't know how deep it was. He felt a chill in his heart.
How can I survive if I go down there? I look for it, but I can't find it.
He was very disappointed. He had chased him all the way here, but he didn't expect that this little bitch would die like this. He whipped the horse's back so hard that it almost drew blood from the horse's back on the spot. The horse was in pain.