Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 95

The moment Xueyi fell down, Mingxiang's agitated body was blocked by Shangguan Fenglan.

Shangguan Fengqi smiled cheerfully, holding a wine bottle, and came down to Xueyi, surrounded by a group of Yingyans, and kicked Xueyi twice with his brocade deerskin boots: "...so you give up? Incense waits for no one, if you can't solve the remaining lantern riddles, your maidservant's life will be gone, as long as you climb up this archway, the other half of the riddle will hang on the top of that archway." Stretch your leg and kick again Kicked on Xue Yi's calf, "Get up!"

Xue Yi slowly opened his eyes and stared at the smiling face above his head, silently remembering the lantern riddle just now.

Twenty wooden stakes, a total of eight lantern riddles.

Each puzzle is a four-word puzzle, and the answer is an idiom beginning with a word.

Abbie
Silently chanting Abi's name, Xueyi squirmed and slowly got up from the ground, staring straight at Shangguan Fengqi with stubborn eyes, her messy hair curled up by the night wind, she gradually raised the corners of her lips, and a clean smile bloomed : "Your lord, the wine in your Dongling Kingdom is nothing more than that. Your lord is a man from Dongling Kingdom, but your lord is no match for a woman from my Beicang Kingdom."

Shangguan Fengqi's face turned cold suddenly, "You, hmph, I want to see how long you can last!"

Xue Yi smiled coldly, and the staggering figure turned around to solve the remaining mystery.

Looking up at the lanterns hanging on the top of the archway, under the archway is a conical hill built with wooden sticks one by one. You can climb up the archway step by step along the beams, but the criss-cross beams are covered with thorns. , she leaned on the wooden frame with her hands. The wooden frame was a little wobbly, and it was not firmly erected. If it was not stable, it would fall from it.

Everyone watched Xueyi climb up step by step, and the crowded Baihua Street was full of people's voices again.

Xue Yi looked up at the top, seeing that the lantern was getting closer and closer, the stamina of the wine hit her, her headache was splitting, her vision was distracted, her body swayed, almost fell from the top, and she grabbed onto the shelf violently , the thorns pierced her flesh and woke her up painfully.

The revolving lantern was close at hand, and her body was already covered with scars, all of which were small wounds. The thorns pierced her delicate skin. Read the small handwriting clearly.

I saw that it said: Yu Xiang first entered the clothes.

Between guesses, her mind felt more painful and numb, and drowsy was even more difficult to cheer up. At this time, her limbs also felt weak, and the effect of alcohol volatilized in her body made her mind go blank.

Unable to hold on any longer, she fell backwards, and the sleeves of her clothes fluttered in mid-air, catching her falling body, and landed firmly on the ground.

She struggled to open a line of eyelids, and took a weak look at the swaying golden face above her head, "...Yu Xiang just got dressed."

Shangguan Fenglan listened to her faint voice and asked her, "What is the lantern riddle ahead?"

".One, eight. One."

When Yu Xiang first puts her clothes on, the answer should be: Flowers attack people.

Xihualou?
Eight ones, plus people, together, should be the Tianzi No. [-] room in Xihualou.

"Where is it, where is Abi?" Xueyi asked him anxiously, tugging on his sleeve tightly.

"Xihualou, Baihua Street North Street."

At this time, Shangguan Fengqi came up, clapped his hands and smiled, and glanced at the embarrassed Xue Yi, "Wonderful, wonderful! Tonight's play really opened my eyes, and I was so happy, hahaha, I have never had such a happy Shangyuan." Festival, let's go, go to drink——, tonight will not stop getting drunk—”

Surrounded by flowers, red willows and green, Shangguan Fengqi entered Wanhualou.

The moment he entered the building, a signal was sent from the sky, suddenly lighting up the night.

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Five days later.

Yanxizhai, the old concubine's wing room.

A sigh.

"...Hey, I am in my fifties. Since I entered the palace at the age of 15 and became the concubine of the late emperor, I have been honored and favored for more than ten years. I have given birth to two princes. Now I am dead and injured. Fighting back and forth in the palace, every step of the way, but still being calculated by others, I am already exhausted physically and mentally, I never thought that I will not die well when I am approaching old age, seeing my son end up like this, how can I teach my old body not to feel sad. "

Feng Quan came up and supported the old concubine steadily to the window.He has been with the old concubine for nearly thirty years. When he first entered the palace as a eunuch, it was the year the eighth prince was born. He has received a lot of kindness from the old concubine for decades of master-servant relationship.

"Old lady."

"Feng Quan, tell me, did my old man commit too many sins in the fight for favor and retribution on my two sons? Ten years ago, I sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Three years ago, I was shocked again. Bad news, when he came back from Beicang, the old man couldn't believe that it was my son, how handsome and proud the old eighth was, a fire destroyed him so much, watching him physically and mentally for the past three years They are all suffering from great torture, there is no night when the old body does not feel pain, he wants to hide himself and lock himself in Xiangxueyuan, the old body is dependent on him, he wants to get the woman back with a kiss, the old body is still dependent on him, but seeing He fell into that woman's trap again, and the old man was restless in his dreams."

"Since this woman entered the gate of our palace, there has been no stable life in this mansion. I can't wait any longer. Three years haven't passed. I'm afraid that if she doesn't die, the old Lan'er will die in her hands." I don't know." There was a cold light in his eyes, "Feng Quan, do you understand what I mean?"

She must not tolerate this scourge to hurt her only son again!
If the disaster is not eliminated, there will be no peace in the palace!

Feng Quan naturally understood what she meant, and his mind was already spinning a thousand times when he lowered his head. He gathered his body and whispered a few words next to the old concubine's ear, and then backed away. "It's not difficult for her to disappear, but it's difficult for the prince to completely forget her from now on. That's the most important thing."

"En." The old concubine nodded slowly, her eyes were full of coldness.

Tomorrow there will be an update of [-] characters, so please encourage me~~~~~~~
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