"The Emperor is old, it's time to rest!" Wen Xingyuan's indifferent, clear voice sounded, but a hint of majesty flashed past his brows.

"Is the poison in young master cured?" Uncle Hai asked with concern.

"It's fine." Wen Xingyuan remembered how he had been soaking in the cold pond at the back of the mountain the past few days, the pain had been alleviated by quite a bit.

It was also time to find Yao'er. He had not touched her for many days, and he missed her so much.

"Uncle Hai, what do you think about King of Qin's actions?" With such an incident with the Feng Family, it was impossible for Xuanyuan Haohan to not have made a move.

"Rumor has it that the King of Qin has placed Miss Feng under house arrest in the Rising Sun Village, and even let people guard her for twenty-four hours without sleeping. It is said that those people are the deathsworn that he had secretly trained, and I presume that they are here for the Phoenix Wing Map on Miss Feng's back?" After a moment of silence, Uncle Hai told her everything he knew.

"Yao'er belongs to my Patriarch, so what can the King of Qin do?" A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Wen Xingyuan's gentle face. She might already have a son of his in her womb, how could he let his child call another man a father?

"Young Master, if you want to rob Young Miss Feng, you have to do it quickly. It is said that the Rising Sun Village will hold its grand wedding in two days." Uncle Hai reported the news that his subordinate had obtained to Wen Xingyuan.

"Let Xuanyuan Haohan dream!" Wen Xingyuan elegantly stood up and walked to the courtyard under the moonlight.

"Uncle Hai, I want to go to the Rising Sun Trading Company. If I don't go, I will regret it." With that said, Wen Xingyuan quietly disappeared into the courtyard.

"So young master is really interested in the young miss of the Feng Clan." Uncle Hai said to himself.

… ….

Rising Sun Bie Zhuang Fuzheng

"Xuanyuan Haohan, it's night. I want to go to bed." After Feng Zhiyao finished embroidering the last crabapple flower, she saw that Xuanyuan Haohan was still sitting beside her with a book in his hands.

"You are my wife. It is perfectly justified for me to sleep with you." Xuanyuan Haohan's greedy gaze fell on Feng Zhiyao's face.

"However, there are still two days left for the marriage, so right now, it is still not suitable." Feng Zhiyao said as she pointed to the door, which meant that she wanted him to leave.

"Feng Zhiyao, I can give you everything you want, why are you forcing me to leave like this? Or do you despise my company? " Xuanyuan Haohan never thought that this woman would actually dislike him this much.

"Could it be that His Highness can't even wait two days? Or do you want my body now? If you want it, then take it! " Feng Zhiyao put away the embroidered tension, went to the screen to change into a set of snow-white undergarments, and walked over with each step like a lotus flower.

"What do you mean? If I want you, do I need to be strong to you? I want you to give it to me willingly! " Xuanyuan Haohan thought about what kind of woman he wanted but she was the one he had taken a fancy to. Furthermore, she was a woman who had an ambiguous relations.h.i.+p with so many men.

After saying that, Xuanyuan Haohan slammed the door and left. It could be seen that he was still very angry in his heart.

Seeing him leave, Feng Zhiyao heaved a sigh of relief.

She went to the window and was about to close it when she heard a sound coming from beneath the floor.

"Yao'er." The person's voice was very excited, carrying with it some joy of having survived a calamity.

"Wen Xingyuan? You. "How did you get out of here?" Feng Zhiyao was shocked by him.

"My founder, the emperor, ordered my ancestors to send people to design and build the Rising Sun Bey. So, I know the secret pa.s.sage to the Rising Sun Bey. Wen Xingyuan said while staring at her delicate face with ecstasy.

"If possible, I don't want to stay here for even a second longer." Feng Zhiyao nodded, yes, she wanted to leave, she did not want to marry Xuanyuan Haohan.

"Xingyuan, did you cure the poison?" Feng Zhiyao asked with concern.

"It was removed in the fastest way possible. Yao'er, it's my fault that I made you worry. " Wen Xingyuan smiled, it was dazzling like a painting, charming and fragrant.

"It's good that you know this." Feng Zhiyao laughed. Her gaze was fixed on his handsome face, and the beauty of his smile intoxicated her.

"Yao'er, did Xuanyuan Haohan do anything to you?" Wen Xingyuan asked.

"I have to marry him in two days!" Feng Zhiyao said indifferently.

"Yao'er, then you … "What did you say?" Wen Xingyuan was actually a little nervous.

"I'll agree for the time being and think of a way to escape." Feng Zhiyao laughed.

"Smart, I like it." Wen Xingyuan bent over and kissed her forehead, and said gently.

Feng Zhiyao lazily laid in Wen Xingyuan's embrace, he closed his eyes and took a whiff of's body's faint fragrance that seeped into his heart. His lips curled up, "If you really want to take me away, are you preparing to become enemies with King of Qin?"

"Why not?" Wen Xingyuan said with a faint smile.

"If your family finds out, they will call me the bane of women." Feng Zhiyao opened his eyes indifferently and said.

"They don't have the guts." Wen Xingyuan's snow-white hands, long fingers stroking her hair.

Feng Zhiyao played with his hands, and seemingly asked casually: "Aren't you afraid that Xuanyuan Haohan will appear again here later?"

"Yao'er, are you afraid of him?" Wen Xingyuan frowned.

"There's no need to be afraid." Feng Zhiyao smiled faintly.

"Then tonight, I'm going to hug Yao'er and sleep together with him." Wen Xingyuan grabbed her hand and said gently.

"Alright." Feng Zhiyao snuggled into his chest, and nodded with a smile.

Therefore, Wen Xingyuan carried Feng Zhiyao and headed inside the room.

"Xingyuan, I've thought it through. If I leave, both Wusha and Zi Yun won't be able to survive. I should first arrange for them to die, and then I'll think of a way to leave. What do you think?" Seeing him take off his burdensome clothes, Feng Zhiyao smiled at him and said.

"Alright, I'll listen to you, but do not lose your footing with him, if it really comes to it, you can escape through the secret pa.s.sage and find me at Feng Yun Hotel. You don't have to care about anything else!" Wen Xingyuan walked closer to her and hugged her as he said this.

"Got it." Feng Zhiyao reached out her slender lotus arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, staring at him intently.

Behind Wen Xingyuan, the pupils behind his back were s.h.i.+ning brightly. The reserved and deep face only showed a few traces of tenderness and doting when facing her.

"Yao'er, it's night. Let's sleep together." Wen Xingyuan's nimble hands removed the clothes from her body one by one. She was stripped clean like a bamboo shoot, revealing her white and tender curves.

"Yes." Feng Zhiyao bashfully agreed.

It was night. The night was as cool as water, and the room was filled with an enchanting spring scene.

… ….

Murong Chong was dressed in black, with a black cloth over his face, he flew up to the roof of the sect people's residences.

Xuanyuan Haochen was resting with his eyes closed, when he saw Murong Chong's figure flash, and appear in front of him.

"Cousin." Murong Chong shouted softly.

"Is it really you, Cousin? You should know that something has happened to me, right?" After Xuanyuan Haochen calmed down from his excitement, he asked calmly.

"I've only learned about it for a short while. Why didn't you tell your men to inform me quickly? How were you willing to stay in this small house?" Murong Chong asked, puzzled. wwW.mianhuatang.la No Bulletproof Advertis.e.m.e.nt)

"I need to conserve my strength. When number four, number seven, or number nine makes a move, I will send someone to kill them in one go. You don't know that I have a good night's sleep in the clan mansion." Xuanyuan Haochen smiled, he did not care at all. He was calm and graceful at the moment, his image was completely different from his previous persona of a prince.

"Cousin, you've changed." Murong Chong smiled.

"It's just a pity about n.o.ble Madame Lin." Xuanyuan Haochen thought about the n.o.ble Madame Lin who was infatuated with him, and the smile on his face carried a trace of helplessness.

"I heard he was strangled to death alive. He truly is a man with a beautiful face." Murong Chong sighed.

"What?" It was strangled to death! royal father, he really has a ruthless heart. " When Xuanyuan Hao heard this, his heart ached. He had originally thought that he wouldn't care, but his heart still ached for her just like that.

"Cousin, help me do something." Xuanyuan Haochen said in a heavy voice.

"But at cousin's command." Murong Chong said.

"Let's build a memorial grave for Feng Zhilin." Xuanyuan Haochen faced the direction of the Green Lotus Palace and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.

"Alright." Murong Chong nodded.

"Cousin, do you know that Prime Minister Feng has a Phoenix spreading its wings on his back?" Xuanyuan Haochen turned to look at him and asked.

"Cousin, what do you mean?" Murong Chong did not understand, and asked.

"I want Feng Zhiyao to become my woman, bring her to me." When Xuanyuan Haochen thought about the phoenix's prophecy, he immediately changed his mind and said.

"But you are in the clan's residence, so it's not really appropriate." Murong Chong had a difficult expression on his face as he thought of the beautiful Princess Lianyan and how his cousin had ruthlessly ravaged her once again.

"What is appropriate? Don't tell me you like her beauty too! But then again, Feng Zhiyao's body is truly excellent, if you want to taste it first, I'm willing to accept him. After all, she is a beauty that I have never seen before. " When Xuanyuan Haochen thought about Feng Zhiyao's enchanting figure, he couldn't help but think about the scene of him and Feng Zhilin being together like a storm.

"Cousin, that woman has a bad reputation." Murong Chong frowned.

"Cousin, could it be that you don't want to help me?" Xuanyuan Haochen was a little angry.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that I have to do something that goes against my conscience. I feel that I …" Murong Chong shook his head.

"Cousin, whether or not you can turn the situation around will depend on you!" Xuanyuan Haochen patted his shoulder and said.

"Alright, I will think of a way." Murong Chong nodded helplessly.

"Cousin, she tastes really good. If you were a virgin, it would be good if you took her to have s.e.x first. "Hahaha..." Xuanyuan Haochen laughed out loud, he was laughing unrestrainedly, in the sect people's residence, he had already planned out everything, he was only guessing when his royal father's Qi would disappear, and how many days would he be locked up?

As for the crown prince, he did not put it in his eyes.

"Cousin, you rest. I'll go out first." Murong Chong looked at the dark room, at the flickering candle light, and said indifferently as his gaze landed on Xuanyuan Haochen who was laughing loudly.

After Murong Chong finished speaking, he quickly went to the Rising Sun Trading Company. However, when he looked around, he saw that they were filled with death warriors arranged by the King of Qin, his rosy lips twitched.

However, these death soldiers were not in his eyes. His lips curled up into a proud smile.

His lightning-fast figure darted into the inner courtyard, and with a wave of his hand, he chopped down a rough little girl. He asked for Feng Zhiyao's whereabouts, and just now, he successfully found the Lofty Rock.

But he was curious when he heard the man's raucous voice and the woman's delicate voice.

So he stuck a bit of saliva on his finger and broke the window paper. It was good that he didn't look at it, but at first glance his face was as red as a steamed crab.

But he could see the image of her and his undulating body reflected in the tiny gap between the sheets of paper, faithfully displaying every undulation.

Murong Chong had seen his cousin Xuanyuan Haochen with the dust cloud before in the Spring Yard, so he was not surprised by this scene. He was just a little angry, the woman he saw last time at the Ningji Lake was so pure and flawless.

He gasped for breath, then closed his eyes. He didn't want to see this, nor did he want to see this.

Suddenly, he heard two people talking inside.

"Yao'er, take care. I'm leaving." Then there was the rustling of clothes.

"Yes, I will remember what you said." It was a woman's coquettish voice.

After a long time, there was a faint sound. It was the sound of the man leaving.

Murong Chong then opened his eyes, only two human figures were struggling in his mind, should he bring the girl inside to the sect people's residence?

Who knew that not only did he not notice, his head had touched a pot of emerald green orchid on the windowsill and made a sound. But with Feng Zhiyao's sensitive hearing, he was able to detect it.

"Who's out there?" Is it Wusha? Or Zi Yun? " Feng Zhiyao asked with raised lips.

Murong Chong rubbed his nose, then disappeared into the house in a flash, causing Feng Zhiyao to jump out in fright.

At this time, how could this place be Murong Chong? A figure that she could not even imagine!

"Murong Chong?" Feng Zhiyao thought about how he was naked now, and quickly covered his entire body with the blanket and asked.

"Why are you here so late at night?" Oh no, could he have seen the matter of her being infatuated with Wen Xingyuan just now? Thinking about that, Feng Zhiyao's face immediately turned red, she was even more charming than peach blossoms in March.

Murong Chong raised his head to look at her, only to see that he could see her round and smooth fragrant shoulders, and then, the cloud pattern on the embroidered cloth covering her body.

He didn't dare to raise his eyes, he closed his eyes, he didn't dare to think about it. However, the charming scene he saw from the window just now had completely penetrated his brain.

"Murong Chong, if you're fine, then quickly leave." Feng Zhiyao asked.

"Who was that man just now? Is it the King of Qin? " d.a.m.n it, he was so nervous that he didn't even take a good look at who the man was.

"No comment." Feng Zhiyao sent him away with these two words.

"Do you think you are still the lofty Princess Lianyan?" Murong Chong strode to the side of her bed, looked at her condescendingly, and asked with a cold expression.

"Even if I am not Princess Lianyan, isn't it too much for you to barge into a woman's room now!" Feng Zhiyao was not afraid of losing her virginity, but rather, she was extremely tired. She wanted to go to sleep, but a mad wolf suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"I know you have a glib tongue, so I won't talk to you any further. Put on your clothes and come with me." Murong Chong remembered his cousin Xuanyuan Haochen's instructions, and shouted at him.

But Feng Zhiyao ignored him.

"Where to?" Feng Zhiyao asked.

"Get dressed first before telling you where to go!" Murong Chong turned his back and tried his best not to look at the enchanting body that was wrapped under the embroidered cloth.

"No, if you bring me to the tiger's cave, I would be at a disadvantage." Feng Zhiyao yawned lazily, he did not even intend to move.

"You … "Wear your clothes quickly!" Murong Chong felt that he had almost exhausted all of his patience for her.

"What's the rush? It's not like we're rus.h.i.+ng to be reincarnated! " The corner of Feng Zhiyao's mouth curled up as he said coldly.

"You — forget it, I will carry you to the clan mansion like this!" Seeing that she had not made a move, Murong Chong made his decision.

What? Carry him to the clan's residence?

Wait, isn't the one being locked up in the sect compound the crippled Crown Prince, Xuanyuan Haochen?

Then why did he carry her to the clan's people's residence?

Ah, could it be that Xuanyuan Haochen wanted to rely on her to turn the situation around? Was it for the picture of the phoenix spreading its wings on her back?

"No, I won't go. Scram!" Feng Zhiyao was not afraid of him at all.

"Feng Zhiyao, if you do not listen, do you believe that I will fall for you here?" Murong Chong originally wanted to settle this matter peacefully, but now it seemed that it was not going to be so easy. Furthermore, his cousin had previously said that Feng Zhiyao's physique was extremely good, and even said that he would be opened for a virgin.

However, the alluring scene he saw from the window just now made his blood boil. He wished that he was the man who had suppressed her.

"Hey, Murong Chong, why are you looking at me like that?" Feng Zhiyao looked at Murong Chong, who was staring straight at him, and felt that his current expression was extremely malicious, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

"Feng Zhiyao, my cousin said that I am a virgin, I should go now!" Murong Chong looked at her charming little face, and his sharp tongue immediately hooked onto her dry lips. Even her saliva was left behind.

When Feng Zhiyao saw how Murong Chong was drooling, he was immediately petrified.

"You … You're drooling! " Feng Zhiyao pointed with his finger, and instantly, the smooth cloud pattern brocade unintentionally slid down. Her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and gave off a bright glow, causing Murong Chong, that foolish brat, to be unable to s.h.i.+ft his gaze away.

So big, so big! From the genuine 36 drops, Murong Chong's gaze swept across them and with a pu sound, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, Murong Chong, do you need to go that far? Don't tell me you're a little childish? " Feng Zhiyao was jolted back to reality. Seeing him like this, she immediately held her stomach and laughed, not blaming herself for wearing nothing at all.

"Who …. Who …. "Boy chicken?" Murong Chong wiped the blood from his nose. At this moment, he was extremely infuriated, for the first time in his life, he wanted to dig a hole and burrow in it.

Feng Zhiyao folded his arms across his chest, and looked at him with a calm and composed smile, "Murong Chong, ah, Murong Chong, you can't take me away today. If all the blood in your body runs out, then that would be my greatest sin! "

"You … You are shameless... You. I want to touch it! " Murong Chong was currently in his prime, and was a man with a strong blood energy, but being looked down upon by Feng Zhiyao, how could he be convinced?

However, Feng Zhiyao quickly spun, leaving him with an even more elegant and fair back. "Scram, you're the one who is shameless!" When Feng Zhiyao saw him scolding her, she retorted rudely. Her slender foot kicked three inches below his navel.

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