Chen Xi sat on the big chair with ancient carved wood, her bright eyes rolling around, letting Feng Qingyang help her apply ointment.
By the way, what kind of appearance will Leng Ningshuang appear in front of everyone? She is really curious.
"Hey, Xi'er must be in pain, right? Come on, I'll help you breathe and it won't hurt anymore!"
The handsome man asked her how he was doing, and she felt warm in her heart.
Although she was only slightly injured, with the Emperor and the Queen Mother here, she had to pretend to be weak even if she was not sick or in pain.
She sniffed, frowned, looked at Feng Qingyang pitifully, and nodded: "Oooh, it hurts so much! My lord, your eighth brother is so ruthless, he doesn't know how to show mercy to a woman, look at me
My hands, my feet, and my mouth are bleeding too..."
"Poor Xi'er, it's all my fault. It's my fault that I didn't protect Xi'er well..."
Singing and harmonizing, it’s all a drama of bitterness!
What the emperor and the queen mother feared most was Feng Qingyang's self-blame.
Every time they see that flawless face wrinkled into a bitter melon, they feel an inexplicable feeling of self-blame.
It seemed that the piece of flesh on their chest was being pulled by someone, and it hurt. The uncomfortable feeling made them subconsciously want to smooth the man's brow, and try every means to see his pure and carefree smile again.
The Queen Mother walked up to them with a dragon-head crutch and comforted them softly: "Yang'er, it's not your fault, so don't blame yourself! And Xi'er, please be patient."
She secretly winked at Chen Xi and asked her to stop crying out in pain!
She didn't want to hear Feng Qingyang's guilty self-blame anymore!
Chen Xi said "Oh" weakly, lowered his head, and clasped his fingers. He looked as pitiful as he could, and as well-behaved as he could be.
With her docile appearance, who would believe that she instigated the monster to attack the Eighth Princess?
Feng Aotian's eyes darkened again and again, and he felt impatient. He couldn't help but strode to the door of the East Shrine and asked the servants waiting outside, "Is the Eighth Princess here?"
"The servants didn't see it when I replied to the prince."
"You, go to my palace to urge her to come here quickly. It is my wish that she is not allowed to put on makeup or dress up! If she wants to be haggard, then she will appear haggard at the East Altar.
."
"Here!"
"stop!"
The servant turned around to leave, but suddenly, Emperor Ling Xiao's majestic voice came from behind, "Aotian, where do you want to send people?"
"Father, I..."
"No one is allowed to leave without my permission. If I find out who is colluding to disrupt my vision, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Here!" The servant trembled and knelt down.
Emperor Ling Xiao glanced at Feng Aotian's livid face coldly, snorted coldly, turned around and walked back to the dragon chair.
Because today is the Warcraft Demonstration Day, there are still many challenges going on in the arena outside. Some common people who know about it cannot enter the East Shrine and can only stand outside and wait for news.
Some people were worried that Chen Xi would be punished, so they simply knelt in front of the altar, saying that they would die to testify for the sixteenth princess, and begged the emperor not to punish the princess.
Emperor Ling Xiao listened to the little eunuch's report with deep eyes, without saying a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking under his unchanging face.
Chen Xi just quit when she felt good, and didn't worry about Leng Ningshuang coming to testify against her later. Anyway, when she was thirsty, she drank tea, and when her back was sore, she lay down to have a good rest, and adjusted her breathing...