That Mingtian couldn't bear it any longer and fell to his knees with a plop: "Prince, Xing Huan and Yuehu are no longer here!" "What?!" Feng Yiying stood up suddenly, but staggered again.
He almost fell down. He Yanmo hurriedly supported him: "Brother, don't get excited, listen to them slowly." "What's going on? You can't hide it from me!" Feng Yiying's face became paler, but her eyes were bright.
It was scary. Ming Tian gritted his teeth and said: "The prince was seriously injured by the witch. I was waiting to put on makeup and go to the city to get medicine, but I saw that Long live the witch made the witch the princess and let her occupy Prince Yi's Mansion.
Xing Huan was so angry that he was about to take action. His subordinates finally persuaded him to come back. But he didn't expect that he still sneaked out last night to assassinate the witch..." Feng Yiying's fingers trembled slightly: "
Did you miss? Is there an ambush inside?" Mingtian didn't dare to look up: "Yes! Xing Huan never came back, so Yuehu went to look for him, and... he didn't come back. Early this morning, he saw their heads hanging on the
On the flagpole at the gate!" Feng Yiying slowly sat down and closed his eyes: "You have been with me for many years, can't you see that this is a trap?" Mingtian lowered his head: "Of course... naturally I have suspicions.
So my subordinates have advised them not to act rashly..." Feng Yiying looked at the other people: "So, you also went to assassinate this morning? Do you dare to assassinate in broad daylight?" His voice was not loud, and there was no high or low.
The ups and downs made it difficult for people to see his emotions. Van Gogh and Yuewu looked at each other and simply gave up. Van Gogh said loudly: "We didn't want to assassinate during the day. But the emperor decreed that the girl became the princess.
After all, he even asked her to "praising the street" with gongs and drums. She was so majestic that the subordinate couldn't get angry, so he put on makeup and waited in the restaurants on both sides of the street. He waited until the girl's caravan passed there.
At that moment, my subordinates hit the meteor hammer out and smashed the sedan into pieces..." Feng Yiying trembled slightly and clenched his fingers quietly: "That girl is in the sedan? What about her?" Van Gogh hated him.
He said bitterly: "Maybe half of her life will be taken away even if she doesn't die. I see her lying in the sedan chair and I don't know whether she is dead or alive..."