Princess Fenyang didn't sleep peacefully. She didn't know why Wen Yao's pale face appeared in her sleep, as well as her confused and angry eyes, as if she was questioning why he wanted to harm her.
Only by holding the arm of the Prince Consort can she feel safe in her heart. The Prince Consort belongs to her alone, and no one can take away the slightest bit of concern from the Prince Consort.
When I was feeling groggy, I smelled a refreshing fragrance in my nose, like the fragrance of flowers, with a bit of pungent spiciness, a fragrance I had never smelled before, and I slowly opened my eyes.
In the dim night, lanterns were lit in the four corners of the bedroom, so that you would not trip over your feet when you got up. The bed curtains were lifted, leaving only the white gauze curtains. You could vaguely see a figure standing in front of the bed, screaming in fear.
With a cry, he suddenly sat up: "Who are you? Someone, come quickly, there is an assassin!"
A gloomy wind blew in, and the gauze fluttered, revealing Wen Yao's pale face. What was even more terrifying was that there were tears of blood in her eyes, and blood was constantly dripping from the corners of her mouth. He just looked at her quietly without saying anything.
"ah……"
Princess Fenyang screamed, "Wen Yao, is that you? If you dare to come to me, get out and don't come here."
Wen Yao wiped the corners of her mouth, blood dyed her white sleeves red, and took a confused look: "Am I dead? Where is this? Oh, princess, it's you? Thank you so much for bringing the royal doctor to treat my injury today, you
is a good person.
Ahem..."
As Wen Yao spoke, she couldn't help coughing and spit out another mouthful of blood. This time it sprayed directly on the princess's face, causing the princess to scream even more sadly: "Go away, don't come to me!"
Wen Yao stretched out her hands and apologized: "I'm sorry, princess, I didn't mean to do it. Why did I vomit blood? I helped the princess wipe it!"
"Don't come over here!"
Wen Yao stretched out her hands. Her long nails were three inches long and were red with blood. The princess did not scream this time because she fainted.
"Ha... I'm so dizzy now. I didn't even do anything. No, the script hasn't been finished yet!"
Wen Yao climbed directly onto the bed, stepped over the consort, and couldn't help but glance at him. Fortunately, she was wearing underwear and slept peacefully, which looked pretty good.
The quiet handsome man is indeed the most beautiful.
Now she didn't care about looking at the handsome man, and her gentle eyes fell on the princess's face again. Her long nails scratched her face, and finally fell on her face and pricked her hard. The princess faintly woke up, but when she saw
Wen Yao's bloody face rolled her eyes again, and she was about to faint again.
"Princess, why do you want to harm me? Do you dare to harm me and dare not face it? I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me like this?"
As she spoke, blood dripped from her hair, which made her even more ferocious and terrifying. Princess Fenyang burst into tears: "Who asked you to hook up with your consort? I don't want to do this either. If you stay away from your consort, will I attack you again?"
"
As expected, Wen Yao felt that she had been unjustly sentenced to death. Where could she hook up with the consort?
He said angrily: "Princess, didn't you accuse me unjustly? I have a fiancé, can I seduce your man? You are really ridiculous, and you want to kill me just for this?"
Wen Yao even wanted to shake her head to see how much water was inside?
The princess said bitterly: "You said you didn't, so why does the prince-in-law care about you again and again? Since you are engaged, you should abide by the rules of womanhood and wait quietly at home to get married, instead of going out all day to hook up with people. What can you say?
Is it just a coincidence that I meet the consort again and again?"
Wen Yao was wronged, it was really a coincidence!
But she didn't explain it. Since she had determined the matter, no matter how she explained it, it would be useless.
"You want to kill me just because of your unfounded guesses? Can a princess be unreasonable? I am not willing to die. You are a princess and you have to pay for it with your life. If you give me my life, I will not get justice in the world. Let's go
Where can the Lord of Hell go to comment on it?"
Wen Yao stretched out her blood-red nails, her eyes full of anger, and pinched her neck fiercely, "Give me my life..."
The princess slapped Wen Yao's arm vigorously, and gradually felt her breathing becoming more and more difficult. She didn't know how long it took, but finally there was no movement.
Wen Yao just let go, kept silent for a while, and then returned the same way. However, I don't know if it was a coincidence. When passing by the Prince Consort, she tripped over his leg and fell directly to the ground. With a muffled groan, Wen Yao fell heavily to the ground.
Feng Junan quickly helped him up: "Are you okay?"
Things happened so fast that he didn't have time to support Wen Yao. He didn't know why, but he felt funny inexplicably.
"It's okay, let's go quickly. I think we're not lucky. If we don't get discovered, we'll be the ones who die."
Wen Yao didn't bother to look any further. It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and it would be troublesome if someone discovered her.
The two returned the same way, and Wen Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them, got on the carriage and drove away.
The servants of the Princess Mansion felt sore all over when they woke up. Why did they fall asleep?
Fortunately, no one noticed. Everyone was very strange. They didn't sleep so deeply on duty. They took a nap at most, but they didn't dare to say that neglecting their duties would lead to death.
Fortunately, everything was okay last night.
Princess Fenyang suddenly opened her eyes and woke up. She was panting rapidly and her eyes were filled with fear. She thought she was dead.
"What's wrong? Have a nightmare?"
The consort's concerned voice came, and the princess quickly calmed down her frightened expression and said: "It's okay, I'm fine."
"That's good. I'll wait for you to have breakfast. Get up quickly, little lazy cat."
The prince-in-law smiled softly, making Princess Fenyang's heart gradually calm down. Maybe last night was really a nightmare.
The consort suddenly stared at her neck: "What's wrong with your neck?"
The princess's heart skipped a beat: "It's okay, let Xiaorui come in and take care of you."
Cui Han took a deep look at her, which made the princess tremble with fear. Even though the consort had always been gentle, nothing in the house could be hidden from him. Sometimes the princess felt like she had no secrets in front of him.
Fortunately, the consort didn't say anything. Xiaorui came in with someone to wait on her. When she saw the princess, she gasped: "Princess, your neck..."
The princess looked in the mirror and fell to the ground in shock. Several bruises appeared on her originally fair neck, which were particularly conspicuous.
Xiaorui supported her and asked the maids to step back and check her again. She was even more shocked: "Princess, it looks like... there are marks on her fingers, as if someone was pinching her. What happened?"
The princess completely collapsed and was killed by Wen Yao last night. Is it true?
"How dare she, a pariah, come to see my princess? Xiaorui, go find the Taoist priest. There is a ghost in the house, and it's that bitch Wen Yao."
Xiaorui knew what the princess did, but she didn't expect it to be haunted.
"Don't be afraid, princess. I will go find the Taoist priest right away. These marks may be a coincidence. I will wash them for you later."
"Yes, it must be a coincidence. This princess is a royal princess and is protected by dragon energy. Even if she becomes a ghost, there is nothing she can do to me."