When the scenes from last night came back to my mind, I was originally filled with anger, but now, I immediately turned into shame.
But after the shame, the anger grew stronger.
"Let my master go!" She endured the discomfort in her legs and walked quickly to Feng Yexuan.
"Ha." Feng Yexuan disagreed. He took out something from the box on the side and played with it in his hand.
Xiaoyao didn't see clearly at first, but still said angrily: "Where is my master now?"
She has not forgotten that the bastard hurt her master last night. Now she is not only injured, but also locked somewhere by him. It must be very difficult for her.
Feng Yexuan just looked at her and smiled lightly: "You haven't answered my question yet."
Xiaoyao was angry and ashamed and stared at him fiercely.
"I advise you to be obedient. Otherwise, no matter how much I have suffered from you, I will repay you tenfold on your master."
The thing in his hand was thrown in front of her.
It's the necklace she made for Master! There's also medicine she put in the pendant.
Xiaoyao picked up the chain and her eyes became wet for a moment.
This bastard is too much!
Xiaoyao held the pendant. The sharp pendant almost pierced her palm.
Feng Yexuan's eyes darkened slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes: "If you were injured, I would definitely still be on Jian Wuying's body ten times as much."
She immediately let go.
The hatred in his eyes gradually cooled down.
The meat is on the chopping board. Getting angry won't help. You can only endure it.
"What do you want?"
"Hasn't it always been you who I want? Isn't it clear enough last night?"
Feng Yexuan leaned on the back of his chair and threw the document in his hand on the table: "Come here and read the document with me."
"I don't look!"
"Then why don't you ask my king's people to send the documents to your master?"
Xiaoyao doesn't understand, what kind of threat is this?
Feng Ye Xuanpi smiled and said: "He may not be able to understand it. If he can't understand it, I will order someone to eat the document."
"Feng Yexuan!" Xiaoyao's palms were squeezed tightly.
Accidentally, the sharp pendant actually stabbed a trace of blood in the palm of my hand.
Feng Yexuan's face suddenly sank: "Here comes someone!"
Leng Ji walked in quickly.
Xiaoyao's expression immediately changed: "What are you going to do?"
"Her palm was stabbed, did you see it?" Feng Yexuan stared at Leng Ji.
Leng Ji was also confused, "Look...yes, I saw it. Your Majesty, I will call Mr. Gilt right now."
"No need!" Feng Yexuan's face was ashen, and he could tell at a glance that the prince was angry.
Leng Ji didn't know what to do? Should he be asked to apply medicine to girl Xiaoyao?
There is nothing to be done about this minor injury, but the prince will be angry if no medicine is applied.
"Your Majesty, I..."
"Go get the knife, Jian Wuying, no, Ye Qingying, and cut his arm."
"Yes!" It turns out that's it, that simple!
Leng Ji turned around and left.
Although it is inhumane, taking it out on Ye Qingying is better than being wronged yourself.
"No!" Xiao Yao was about to catch up, but behind him, Feng Yexuan's five fingers formed into claws, and with a sweep of the wind from his palm, he caught her back from the air and pressed her on his legs.
"Let me go!"
Leng Ji is really out!
Who dares to disobey the prince's order? Leng Ji would really use a knife to cut his master's arm!
This dog prince is cold and ruthless, and his heart is made of stone!
He is so bad!
"Since you don't take what I say seriously, then I will use my actions to prove to you that I always mean what I say!"
Feng Yexuan restrained her on his legs. Before she could resist, he said expressionlessly: "Before making a decision, you'd better think about whether your seriously injured master can bear the consequences you bring to him.
