Adore Trick of Beauty

"No!" Nie Wushuang stood up in shock and tightly tugged on his long sleeve: "No..." She shook her head desperately, her heart almost reaching her throat. The coldness in my heart spreads, and the despair is never as intense as at this moment.

Xiao Fengqing wanted to break free, but she found the strength to hold on tightly: "No, you can't do this, you can't..."

"Why not?" Xiao Fengqing sneered and asked, "Do you think he will hate me if I keep him? Don't forget, the king now is a traitor!"

Nie Wushuang suddenly froze, and she fell down on the bed.

"You really can't keep him?" She looked at him with despair in her eyes, and the pain that penetrated her bones made her heart skip a beat.

"No!" Xiao Fengqing turned away and stopped looking at her.

"You really can't stay?" she asked again.

"No!" Xiao Fengqing said firmly. Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of wind around him. He turned around suddenly, and Nie Wushuang had already rushed out. The long sleeves crossed his eyes, like butterflies in late summer.

He was startled, and the person flew past him like a giant. Nie Wushuang has already rushed out of the Yinfeng Terrace. There are more than a dozen steps in front of the tall Phoenix Yinphon Terrace. The foundation stone of the tall palace is two feet high. This is not a high platform, but if you accidentally fall, you will get a bloody head.

She just jumped up high without looking back. All the palace people screamed. Xiao Fengqing was shocked and jumped up to catch her in mid-air. He made a wrong step and almost fell to the ground.

He was shocked and angry, and when he turned around, he saw Nie Wushuang smiling coldly: "I, Wushuang, only have one life in total, and I have nothing else to exchange with Your Highness. If you want Wushuang to die, Wushuang will die."

After she finished speaking, she pushed him away and walked up the jade steps coldly. Wherever she passed, the palace people fell to the ground one after another, not daring to look at her.

Under the jade steps, Xiao Fengqing looked at her decisively leaving figure, her face was livid, and her hands were clenching.

"Okay, Nie Wushuang, you are cruel enough!" Xiao Fengqing sneered and walked away.

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Half a month has passed since Xiao Fengqing's rebellion. Ying Jing is in his hands. The former Gyeonggi Guard Army was wiped out that night when the palace was destroyed. The newly established Gyeonggi Guard Army is all Xiao Fengqing's trusted troops. All civil and military officials have been Under house arrest, the kings were imprisoned. The entire Yingjing was turned upside down overnight, and all businesses were in ruins.

Thirty thousand elite troops were stationed outside the capital and marched towards the prefectures and counties around the capital. Xiao Fengqing was strict in his military management and carefully prepared. All the way down, the prefectures and counties surrendered under the iron cavalry. Everything seemed to be going very smoothly. Only a few vassal kings far away from Yingjing began to disobey and rebel. However, Xiao Fengming, who was thousands of miles away, did not move a single soldier, which was puzzling. But far away in the Congjiang area, Nie Minghu struggled to support himself.

Xiao Fengqing's rebellion made the already complicated situation even more difficult to understand.

Nie Wushuang sat witheredly in the deep palace, feeling restless day and night. Xiao Fengqing left in anger that day and never came to Yinfeng Terrace again. In the huge and gorgeous palace, she walked and looked at each other, not knowing what world was outside.

Someone in the palace saw the darkness in the palace and quickly brought out the candlelight. Nie Wushuang was sitting in front of the window, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing coming from outside, and suddenly asked: "What is the sound outside?"

The palace maid glanced at her and replied timidly: "Mrs. Zhao is having a banquet with several courtiers and family members."

Nie Wushuang was startled: "Mrs. Zhao Guo? Who is Mrs. Zhao Guo?" She has been in Yingguo for so long, how come she has never heard of Mrs. Zhao Guo?

The palace maid shuddered and knelt down quickly: "Yes... yes... Mrs. Zhao Guo is... she is Concubine Jin."

Nie Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but laugh coldly.

Good, what a good Mrs. Zhao. Who is she, Wang Qingning, and now she actually has a wife?

What Mrs. Zhao Guo? Can she do whatever she wants in this harem and hold up the sky with one hand? !

She smiled coldly, and the palace maid trembled: "Queen, please calm down. Now in the harem, the Imperial Concubine and other concubines... will not pay attention to her."

Nie Wushuang sneered: "Yes, in this harem, apart from the concubines who are in name only, she, Wang Qingning, is the only one! Isn't it true that I am dead?!"

The palace maid said, hurry up and leave.

Nie Wushuang kept sneering. No wonder Wang Qingning is able to feast and entertain the courtiers and family members in the palace! Do you think that this time is your perfect opportunity to stand up and make the decision? !

Nie Wushuang looked at the direction where the singing and dancing was coming from, with deep anger in his eyes. She sat there for a long time, coldly listening to the bamboo sheng song until midnight. Then she got up and ordered the palace maid to bring water for her to change her clothes and wash herself. While she was lying on the bed, there was a faint sound outside.

Nie Wushuang woke up suddenly, and a smell of alcohol floated faintly from outside. It was a fine pear blossom white, not strong, but with great stamina.

She hugged her and stood up, only to see the curtains lifted in the dim palace, and a swaying figure broke in. Nie Wushuang was shocked. The figure was so familiar that it made her heart tremble. He sat on a chair nearby and looked silently at Nie Wushuang in the tent. Through the thin tent, Nie Wushuang couldn't see his face clearly. He only felt that he seemed to be returning from a banquet and his clothes were messy.

Nie Wushuang felt a deep uneasiness in his heart and quickly and quietly retreated back. Without forgetting to reach under the pillow, he secretly took out a small dagger and put it in his arms. This is the self-defense dagger she found secretly.

Xiao Fengqing looked at it for a while, then suddenly took a few steps forward and opened the curtain. Nie Wushuang screamed and was pulled into his arms before he could struggle.

"Pounce!" There was a muffled sound, and the small and sharp dagger was inserted directly into Xiao Fengqing's arm. There are drops of blood

Falling, warm blood dripped into her hands. Nie Wushuang was stunned. She looked at Xiao Fengqing blankly. After a while, she exclaimed and shrank back.

Under the pale moonlight, his handsome face showed no expression as he pulled out the dagger, stuck it on the bedside, and sneered: "You want to kill me?"

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