The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 212: There Is No Lower Limit to Monsters (1)
There are hundreds of guards in the rain, and she is alone, how can it be possible.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart, how terrifying this woman is.

Rong Qiannian just smiled, without any hostility, and her tone seemed to be true and false: "I know that the princess and Prince Fu'an are deeply in love with each other. Doesn't this bring people to you?"

Lifting the candle in his hand, according to the layers of gauze curtains, in the dim light, on the bed, the man's hands and feet were bound, something was stuffed in his mouth, his red eyes twitched, and his complexion was full of pain.

This man, who is neither human nor ghost, and delirious, is none other than Fu An.

Yao Guang laughed: "So many guards can't trap you, it's because I underestimated you."

Rong Qiannian smiled and shook her head: "No, you overestimated yourself." Holding the lamp in her hand, she approached slowly. You have the guts to provoke this princess? Don't you know? The consequences." The corners of his lips curled up with evil, "It's very serious."

In this world, if you mess with her and still want to live in peace, treat her as dead?If you want to play tricks with her, there are no bones left.

Rong Qiannian smiled strangely and cautiously.

"What do you want?" The voice trembled, and Yao Guang panicked.

What do you want?I want to play you to death!

"Have you forgotten what my princess said?" Rong Qiannian reminded patiently and softly, "Pies in the sky can kill people, can you think about it? Where did the bmw sent by the princess come from? Otherwise..." She shook the lamp in her hand, "It's going to hurt your bones."

After the words fell, the wick suddenly hung in the air, and her plain clothes flew around, shuttling in the dim light.

Yao Guang's eyes tightened, the woman's smiling eyebrows widened, she raised her hand through her hair, her long hair flowed down like splashed ink, and she raised her fingertips...

"what!"

With a scream, Longfeng Mingxiang's hairpin penetrated seven points into Yaoguang's arm, and blood immediately spread.

The white shadow turned around, raised his hand, and caught the hanging wick.

All the actions are in a moment, and in this moment, the world is turned upside down.

"Ah... ah!" Yao Guang hugged her left arm, her face was pale, the hairpin was still stuck in her flesh, and her flesh was muddy, she cried out in pain, "Ah!"

It's not over yet, can't you bear it?Rong Qiannian picked out her ears, and suddenly she smiled: "Stop barking, save some energy and go to the bed to bark, the night will be long!"

Yao Guang's face was pale, dripping with cold sweat, terrified: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Fuck you, but it's not me." Rong Qiannian blinked, innocently, raised her head and pointed at the bed without changing expression, "It's him."

After finishing speaking, the plain hand took the tassel, shot it around the bed curtain, and entangled the man on the couch. When he pulled it, the tassel flew up, and the man rolled to his feet.

Fu An was already delirious, and as soon as he landed, he struggled to get up, with bulging veins, and rushed towards Yao Guang.

She backed away, stumbled, her eyes full of fear: "No, no."

The color of blood meanders all the way, so red that it is coquettish.

The man's eagle eyes were bloodshot, horribly twisted, like a wild beast on the verge of madness.

"Don't!" Blood was stained from her arms, she was so embarrassed, without the posture of a princess of a country, she even bent her knees humbly.

However, the woman surrounded by the candlelight just smiled and watched coldly, leaned over, patted the struggling and crazy man, and coaxed softly: "Hey, bear with it for a long time, you will be refreshed soon."

When the words fell, fingers picked up the rope.

Without the bondage, the man pounced on Yaoguang like a beast.

She staggered back, huddled behind the curtain of the bed, and shouted: "Come on, come on, come on quickly, save me, save me..."

Outside the hall, there was no movement, and the night was still eerily quiet, as a furious man approached.

"You don't come here."

Yao Guang cried out, waving her hands frantically, dripping with blood, then Fu An pounced, she pushed, beat, and shouted: "Ah! Don't touch Bengong! Get out, get out!"

The man stared at the woman who was struggling under him, his eyes were tight and red, his Adam's apple rolled, he leaned over, and opened his mouth to bite and gnaw.

"Ah...ah!"

The screams startled the kite birds in the night, amidst the chaotic screams, a woman exclaimed crisply: "Damn, it's really fierce."

On the ground, men and women rolled into a ball, roaring and panting, blood splattering everywhere.Isn't it fierce?
Rong Qiannian leaned against the wooden chair with her chin resting on her chin. She looked at it intently, and praised, "Broken Mandrill Soul is really a good thing." Then she poured a cup of tea.

nice one?It is said that a bowl of Broken Mandrill Soul is worth three big tanks of deer blood.

Go down this bowl... this night is very soul-stirring.

On the ground, the woman hissed: "Rong Jiu, you will die badly, I will not let you go."

Rong Qiannian took a sip of tea, feeling extremely relaxed: "Don't worry, my concubine will live a long life, and I will play with you slowly." He poured a cup of tea over, "Hurry up, a good night is too short!"

The eyes of the man who was hit by the cup on the back of the head became even redder, staring at the woman who was holding him down, his eyes wished... to swallow her alive.

"Go away!"

"You let me go, I'm your sister."

younger sister?Do you still recognize your sister after drinking three cylinders of deer blood?

What a joke, how is it possible!Prince Fu An tore up Yao Guang's dress...

"Ah... ah! Don't, don't..."

"Brute! You bastard."

"..."

"what!"

The screams were torn apart, Yao Guang's face turned pale, and her skirt was stained with blood.

That's bloody... Well, the tea is good, Rong Qiannian poured another cup, glanced at the anxious man on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "Beast, beast!"

The woman's gaze was already dull, she screamed and beat mechanically, the blood on her arm dripped all the way, staining Su Jin red, under the light of a fire, the blood-stained dragon and phoenix hairpin shone with a strange light.

"Go away!"

"Please, let me go."

"..."

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The woman's eyes suddenly turned dark, she pulled out the hairpin on her arm, and ruthlessly pierced the man's carotid artery...

In an instant, the blood flowed and became a disaster.

As soon as the teacup was buckled, Rong Qiannian was stunned: "Tsk tsk tsk." Staring at the hairpin in the woman's hand, she shook her head, "A beast in clothes, a beast in clothes."

This day was thrilling and bloody, leaving only a few strokes in Fengqing's history books.

On November 26, the horse was startled, and Princess Yaoguang folded her arms.

On December [-]st, the Huachao Festival was full of ups and downs.

There was silence in the hall, only the voice of the dead princess echoed.

"This princess has seen you kill with both eyes."

Yao Guang's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately reprimanded in a deep voice: "It's just nonsense!" With a sneer, "Could it be that the dead princess forgot that it was the princess's dragon and phoenix Mingxiang hairpin that stabbed into the neck of Emperor Fu'an."

(End of this chapter)