Murong Feixue returned to the room, found a soft chair, and sat upright, her face calm and calm. She was ready to confront Ran Qingcheng.【】
Ran Qingcheng was dressed in a brown robe, and accompanied by a group of people came to the flower terrace. Two cold lights stared straight ahead. When he saw that candles had been lit in the room, the woman he wanted to get was in that room, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.
A hint of eerieness arose.
Leng said: "Ye Rufeng will follow me in. Send someone to guard the palace and don't allow anyone to come in."
Feixue had already heard Ran Qingcheng's voice outside the door. She remained silent and looked towards the door with a cold gaze.
Ran Qingcheng walked in with awe-inspiring strides. Their eyes met. Ran Qingcheng's eyes were not as cold as before, but there was something unpredictable and strange at the corner of his mouth, which made Feixue's heart tremble for no reason.
Murong Feixue had an indifferent expression on her face. She said coldly: "Ran Qingcheng, we are wise people and don't do secret things. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly. What exactly do you want to do with us husband and wife?"
Ran Qingcheng raised his eyebrows. He was not in a hurry to put forward conditions. He snorted disdainfully and said, "Why are you so anxious to save that bastard? Are you so anxious to be my woman?"
Murong Feixue's elegant eyebrows wrinkled slightly, her phoenix eyes gleamed and she said: "Bo Duo's sister-in-law is not in harmony with the ancestral system. If it is spread out, it will probably affect the reputation of the new emperor. I, Murong Feixue, am just a ruined flower and a willow."
, a pregnant woman who is about to give birth, just a married man."
Ran Qingcheng slowly approached her, his eyes swept over her body. Although she was pregnant with Liujia, not only did her appearance not suffer, but she also had a mature charm about her body.
He stretched out his hand and gently picked her smooth chin, his eyes fixed on Murong Feixue for a moment. Although Ran Qingcheng was not as stunning as Ran Qingxun, he was still a standard handsome man.
Feixue turned her cheek to the side to avoid his disgusting face. Ran Qingcheng let go of his hand, smiled contemptuously and said: "When you become that bastard, you will agree to be my woman."
When Murong Feixue heard what he said, her heart suddenly turned into ice. Her expression became a little excited and she shouted: "Ran Qingcheng, what did you do to him? I want to see him? Take me to see him quickly."
Seeing Feixue's nervous look, Ran Qingcheng finally showed his true face, his cold and sinister eyes sparkling with a sinister smile.
"I, Murong Feixue, can take you to see that bastard right away, but you must agree to join me as my concubine, otherwise he will die."
"I can give you three days to think about it. You'd better think it through before answering. I would like to remind you that anything can happen in three days."
Hearing Ran Qingcheng's threat and thinking of Ran Qingxun suffering, Feixue's heart was broken and her tears rolled down involuntarily, but she would not act recklessly.
"Take me to see Xidi. I will not agree to any of your conditions without ensuring that he is still alive."
Ran Qingcheng curled his lips with satisfaction: "Okay! I will order someone to prepare the carriage."
Shangguan Qingyu hid in the room after listening to Feixue's words, but he was worried about his master's safety and peeked secretly.
Ran Qingcheng sensed that someone was spying on him, his cold eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted coldly: "Whoever is there, get out of here!"
Suddenly a group of soldiers rushed in from outside the door and protected Ran Qingcheng.
Shangguan Qingyu was discovered and walked out with a majestic stride, showing no fear on his face when facing the cold Ran Qingcheng.
Ran Qingcheng gave him a cold look and recognized him as Feixue's guard: "It's you!"
Shangguan Qingyu ignored Ran Qingcheng's words and shouted directly to Feixue: "Master, let me go with you!"
After hearing what he said, Ran Qingcheng's face instantly became filled with gloom, and he shouted: "Someone, take this little slave out and chop him down!"
"Ran Qingcheng, you can't kill him!" Fei Xueqing shouted urgently.
Ran Qingcheng also glanced at Feixue and said coldly: "Murong Feixue, you are just a prisoner, what reason do you have to order me? You should save your life to save that bastard and your belly
The kids in there!"
Feixue didn't have a choice, and begged in a low voice, "If I say I beg you to let him go, he is just a guard. He just wants to protect his master's safety."
Shangguan Qingyu's body tensed up, his eyes glared at Ran Qingcheng, ready to fight at any time: "Master, don't ask him, I, Shangguan Qingyu, am not afraid of death!"
When Ran Qingcheng saw that Murong Feixue cared so much about this slave, his stern eyes flashed, as if he had come up with a very good idea, and his voice was so cold that there was no hint of popularity.
"I only believe in two kinds of people in this world, one is the dead and the other is the eunuch. If you want to stay with your master, you can only choose between these two kinds of people."
When Murong Feixue heard what Ran Qingcheng said, she couldn't let Qingyu pay such a painful price for her, and shouted angrily: "Ran Qingcheng, you are despicable! Qingyu doesn't care about me, leave here quickly."
Shangguan Qingyu stood there numbly. He was not afraid of death, but it was an insult to him to lose all his dignity as a man and become an eunuch. But he loved Feixue, even if he was just a lowly guard, he would always want to
Stay with her and protect her.
Shangguan Qingyu was making a decision. After a while, Shangguan Qingyu asked in a hoarse voice: "As long as I agree to leave the palace, can I stay with the master?"
Ran Qingcheng crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes full of contempt, the kind of eyes that looked down upon all living beings.
"That's right!"
Fei Xue realized that something was wrong and said sadly, "Qing Yu, don't believe what the despicable person says, don't agree to him, no!"
At this time, Shangguan Qingyu was heartbroken and did not care about anything to stay with her. Even if he was a lowly servant, he would risk his life to pieces to protect the one he loved.
"I would like to commit suicide!"
Murong Feixue heard that Shangguan Qingyu was willing to commit suicide in order to stay with her. She could understand Shangguan Qingyu's feelings for her, but she had always treated him like an elder brother.
He glared at Ran Qingcheng with hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Ran Qingcheng, you are a despicable and shameful villain, either you kill me and don't attack the people around me."
Ran Qingcheng ignored Feixue's anger and stared coldly at Shangguan Qingyu: "Very good, I didn't expect you to be such a loyal servant. Someone will pick you up and take you to the cleansing room tomorrow morning."
"Brother Qingyu, don't believe his lies."
Shangguan Qingyu lowered his head and said nothing, his whole body was cold, he was gnashing his teeth with hatred, and his fists were crackling. He hated himself for being too insignificant. He knew that Ran Qingcheng was ruthless, and he was not afraid of death. In order to stay by his master's side to protect her.
He was willing to endure humiliation for his own safety.
A flash of sarcasm flashed across Ran Qingcheng's eyes, and he curled his lips coldly. Everyone's life and death were in his hands, and he could play with them. Wouldn't it be cheaper to kill them all?
He just wanted to torture Murong Feixue slowly and little by little, letting her know what it was like to live worse than death. Even if it was hatred, he would take root in her heart and occupy her whole heart.
"Murong Feixue, I will be a nightmare that you will never get rid of. You will never forget me even on the day you die." ory5