"I didn't expect that as a king of Zihuo Kingdom, Ju dared to come to provoke him. If I, Feng Wuhen, let you go today, wouldn't I be sorry for you to run away for nothing?" Feng Wuhen's eyes on the horse were cold.

"Speak less nonsense." Zhou Qingquan obviously had no patience. When he was ready, he was about to break into the city gate.

Yi looked back and quickly used Lingbo's micro-steps. His speed was so fast that he rolled up a piece of dust, and quickly jumped onto the horse, tightly squeezing Zhou Qingquan's throat.

"Mu'er." Feng Wuhen looked back and ran to him, his expression became nervous.

Zhou Qingquan wanted to speak, but Yi looked back and pinched his throat tightly, not allowing him to make a sound, and said to Feng Wuhen: "Don't fight, see you next day."

Then, he quickly pointed the acupoints on Zhou Qingquan, grabbed him and stood up, shouting at the soldiers behind him: "Retreat and return to Zihuo Country." The soldiers saw that the king was captured by her, and Yi looked back and was Concubine Yan again. After hesitating for a while, they put away their weapons and retreated.

"My eyes!" Feng Wuhen rushed, drove the horse and chased forward a few steps.

Yi looked back and hurriedly turned around: "Don't chase after you." After that, she waved her whip and left. She couldn't stay here for a long time. If she was accidentally discovered, it would be really troublesome.

"Mu'er..." Feng Wuhen was stunned, staring at her wounded eyes looking at her heartless back. What was wrong? Why was she so cold?

"King, Miss Yi must have her own difficulties, don't be too sad." The Grand Marshal on the side hurried forward to comfort him.

"...Maybe." After a long time, Feng Wuhen looked up at the sky, and his heart was suddenly hollowed out. He turned the horse and returned. Now, his heart has lost its direction.

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Zhou Qingquan struggled with his facial expression, his angry expression was completely visible. Yi looked back and ignored him and ran quickly with the horse until he ran for a while before he untied his acupoints.

Zhou Qingquan immediately shook his numb muscles all over his body, jumped off the horse's back, pulled out the knife, and looked back at Yi: "Ju dared to ignore me, and ran to the Sith Kingdom to find Feng Wuhen, saying, have you done something sorry for me?"

Yi looked back and glanced at him coldly: "I, Yi, never need to interfere in my work, so there is nothing to tell me."

"You...!" Zhou Qingquan was so angry that he attacked his heart.

"King, please wait. Miss comes to the Sith Kingdom to cure Xiaowei's injuries. Some time ago, Concubine Yan did not use torture. Xiaowei was beaten and the imperial doctor could not cure it. The lady could only go to the Sith Kingdom to find Feng Wuhen to treat Xiaowei." Xiaoxuan hurriedly stood up and explained in detail. Since the lady was unwilling to explain, she would explain it for her.

The knife in Zhou Qingquan's hand froze and looked at Xiao Wei in confusion.

"King, the lady is indeed from the Sith country for the sake of her servants." Xiao Wei affirmed slowly.

Zhou Qingquan then put away the knife in his hand. If he hadn't been bewitched by Concubine Yan, he wouldn't have gotten this far. No wonder, suddenly, his eyes squinted at Que Yiyue's body, and a cold light flashed, and the tip of the knife forced Que Yiyue.

"Who are you?" Zhou Qingquan frowned slightly and yelled coldly. How could he see that this person's face is a bit familiar, but also very strange.
Chapter completed!