Feng Yao stretched out her hand and rubbed her neck, raised her lips and smiled, "Yuchai, please go out first."
"But...but the wound on my neck..."
Yuchai was worried about her injury and hesitated to leave.
Growing up, my empress had never suffered like this, and no one would dare to treat her like this.
"Don't let anyone know about this." Feng Yao's tone became a little cold, with a hint of absolute warning and order.
If people knew that Chonghua wanted to kill her...
Once this news spreads, Chonghua's position will be in jeopardy.
Even if he gave up the throne to her, in the eyes of others, she, the former queen, was more important than him.
How much thought and energy she spent in order to convince those die-hards who would rather die than obey.
After all the hard talk, the die-hards finally agreed.
But there is only one thing that they will never give in to.
That is, the children born in the future will bear the royal surname no matter what.
She did not tell Chonghua this.
I can only wait until I have a baby and then make plans slowly and take it one step at a time.
Yuchai left with a worried look on his face.
He glanced back from time to time, fearing that his master would be harmed again.
Now that the words have been spoken, Feng Yao has nothing to worry about.
"Even if you want to kill me, my conditions will still not change."
"This time, I promise you that there will be no other requests in the future."
"Your guarantee is worthless."
Chonghua sneered twice, walked closer to him, and stretched out the fingers that had just pinched her chin. There was no warmth in his eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "After all, you are also a stunning beauty. Compared to
The girls in those buildings are much better. Since you want to change your mind, I will grant it to you."
Feng Yao was startled, and her face instantly turned pale.
He compared her with Qinglouli's wife.
Those are the lowest women.
This was done with the intention of humiliating her.
Her face turned pale, and her heart felt even colder. Even though she could endure it, her eyes were covered with mist.
Chonghua smiled, placed his slender fingers on the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "Why are you crying? Didn't I already promise you? You should be happy."
After saying that, he suddenly hugged her into his arms, raised the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and walked towards the phoenix couch step by step.
"Her Majesty, the Queen, has gone through hundreds of battles and must be rich in experience. I won't suffer any loss if I get along well with you."
He walked to the couch and threw the person down hard, showing no mercy. Although there was a smile on his lips, his eyes were cold and cold.
"Feng Yao."
The red candles are alluring, and the fragrance of flowers on the couch fills your nose.
Feng Yao wore a red robe, took off her phoenix crown, and only wore a gold hairpin in the shape of a butterfly and a flower inlaid with gems on her bun. Her head was full of green silk scattered on the pillow, like silk and satin.
Her charming and bright-eyed face is like a blooming peony, unrivaled in beauty.
Her eyes were filled with tears and slightly red. The queen, who was usually very noble and heroic, now turned into a charming and charming girl.
Fengyao ascended the throne as emperor at the age of fourteen, and has only just turned eighteen this year.
This woman is undoubtedly extremely beautiful.
Even Chonghua was stunned and stunned for a moment.
But the haunting figure in his mind easily emerged, as if a basin of ice water was poured into his heart.