Feng Zhen shook his body and leaned on the throne with no power.

She never thought that she would usher in this disastrous scene when she held the military and political power of Qifeng.

However, she couldn't figure out that Feng Xueling had always been the most unwelcome princess in the court, so how could she have the confidence and help?

"Dear Mother King, now the initiative is not in your hands."

Feng Xueling smiled and said, but her eyes were very cold.

He raised his foot and stepped over the blood-woven carpet and walked slowly to the inside step by step.

Several princesses at the steps squeezed into a ball, looking at Feng Xueling who was getting closer and closer with fear and strange looks, and her body kept trembling.

Almost everyone among them has caused trouble with each other. What will happen to them in such a situation?

Feng Xuewu took a deep breath, got up and drew her sword and blocked Feng Zhen.

"Xiao Jiu, it's still time to stop at this time!

Today, killing a lot of sisters and plotting against her mother will indeed make you feel much happier;

But have you ever thought about the consequences?

In the huge court, how many important officials will support you?

There is also the most important army, where can you adjust it?

The palace is changing so much, maybe Fengwei is gathering quickly at this moment and will surround the palace soon.

How can you live then?

If you don’t end today’s affairs here, you will take people away;

I can persuade the mother, Wang Zun, not to pursue you, and to regard it as a stranger, and to go their own way in the future and have nothing to do with each other!"

Feng Xueling couldn't help but sneered at the corner of her mouth, saying disdainfully:

"Feng Xuewu, at this moment, is still pretending?

Want to show your most loyal and filial image?

Ha! In fact, among the princesses, you are the one who wishes the mother king to die early!

You have had enough of being the prince for hundreds of years!"

Feng Xuewu's face changed slightly, but then she snorted coldly:

"Just! I would rather be the crown prince for the rest of my life than have any trouble with the Mother King!"

"Tsk, it's really good to pretend.

If it weren't for instigating your personal female official, even I wouldn't have thought of it.

Over the years, the magic medicines you have sought for the mother’s king have actually been supplemented with seasonings, right?

Although the damage to the foundation of the Mother King Zun is severe, it is still expected to recover after long-term healing.

It’s a pity that there is a jackal like you next to you. It would be strange if she can be well!"

Hearing Feng Xueling's words, Feng Zhen's heart trembled violently and looked at Feng Xuewu in disbelief.

"What she said is true?"

Feng Xuewu turned around and wanted to defend herself.

However, when he met those eyes that seemed to be surging with vortexes, Feng Xuewu suddenly became stunned, and then muttered like a dream:

"I will never see the day when the mother of the mother will not die for a day...

I don't want to be the prince for the rest of my life, I want to..."

Feng Xuewu suddenly shivered and recovered from waking up.

"This, this, no, it's not like this!"

Feng Xuewu hurriedly knelt on the ground with a look of panic.

Fengzhen closed her eyes in pain, feeling that she had never felt so tired for a moment.

She really loved Feng Xuewu and never took it at all.

But how could I imagine that it was the prince I loved the most that I had been killing my foundation like a frog in warm water.

At this time, Feng Xuewu, who was constantly kowtowing, suddenly looked fierce, and a dark dagger that was not shining in her right hand, and then stabbed Feng Zhen two steps away.

puff!

boom!

Two sounds sounded one after another, and a black wound appeared on Fengzhen's abdomen, and Feng Xuewu was also slapped away.

Fengzhen opened her eyes, looked at the wound, and then at Feng Xuewu who fell into the hall. Her expression suddenly became angry and sad, which was extremely wonderful.

Feng Xuewu was like a puppy, coughing lightly and crawling to Feng Xueling's feet with blood.

"Xiaojiu, I've avenged you! I've vented my anger for you!

Cough, cough cough... I miss you, for the sake of not targeting you, you can spare my life, even if I imprisoned me in the cold palace for the rest of my life."

Feng Xueling looked surprised, then chuckled and stroked her hand on Feng Xuewu's head.

"Crown Prince, you are really sinister...

Do you think I wouldn't know what you think?

Oh, you think that I can't hold real power anyway;

As long as the ministers in the court and your loyalty know that you are still alive, they will definitely rescue you at all costs and help you ascend to the throne, right?"

Feng Xuewu's face froze, and then she kept shaking her head.

"No! It's not like this! Xiaojiu, don't..."

Feng Xueling suddenly looked cold, and her palm surging skills vented, instantly pressing Feng Xuewu's head into her neck.

"It's a pity that I'm not as stupid as the Queen Mother!"

Feng Zhen, who was already a little depressed on the throne, smiled desolately and did not pay attention to Feng Xuewu anymore.

He had some difficulty in tidying up his clothes, barely corrected his posture, and then said weakly:

"Can you tell the mother king who is these people?"

Feng Xueling was slightly silent, and then replied without hesitation:

"Big, Cang!"

Fengzhen suddenly felt dazed, her skin twitched lightly, as if she was smiling.

"Da Cang...hehe, this is really a Raptor crossing the river.

It seems that the entire wasteland was played with by the young little Wangjun.

What’s ridiculous is that he is deeply trapped but still doesn’t know it.”

Fengzhen shook her head, and the severe bone-eroding pain stimulated her body trembled lightly, but she still endured it.

"It seems that the Qifeng Courtyard has been almost completely under your secret control, right?"

Feng Xueling frowned slightly. Feng Zhen's enlightenment before her death made her feel a little unhappy, but she still nodded as a response.

"It is worthy of being the daughter of this king. It is amazing to be able to control the general trend from nothing to silently!

but……"

A strange light suddenly appeared in Fengzhen's eyes, and she mocked:

"In the end, you are just a pitiful pawn. You can't wait long and not only have nothing;

And even your own life cannot be preserved!

Haha, poor Xiaojiu, Mother King, wait for you below!"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhen suddenly felt a violent tremor, and then her seven orifices were bleeding, leaving no breath.

Seeing Feng Zhen breaking his heart and dying from his soul, the princesses at the stairs immediately fell to the ground and cried in a panic.

Feng Xueling narrowed her eyes slightly, and her hands under her sleeves couldn't help but clench her tightly.

"Haha, I am worthy of being a generation of ox-knife. I still don't forget to pull people into the water until I die."

At this moment, Nie Yinniang suddenly chuckled and appeared from the air in front of Feng Xueling.

He took two steps forward and stared at Feng Xueling's eyes with a smile.

"The King once said that anyone in this world has ambitions.

The difference is the size of ambition and the strength corresponding to ambition."

After saying this, Nie Yinniang turned around and left, leaving a sentence at the same time.

"Okay, clean up here as soon as possible.

Next, there is still a lot of things waiting."
To be continued...