Chapter 358

Although Qi Shangming was used to the angry look of Yanfeng, he was still in a cold sweat. With a wave of his hand, the eunuchs and maids who served in the palace ran clean if they were granted amnesty. In the huge Luoshui hall, there was silence. Only Cao Yan held her head and curled up in the shadow beside the desk.

Yanfeng sits on the carpet beside the doorsill, backs against the doorframe, looks at Murong Zhining coldly, grins his teeth and says: "Murong Zhining, I will give you a column of incense time. If you can't climb out, you will receive the most severe punishment from me tonight. By the way, how do you want me to punish you? There are hundreds of punishments in my harem. Later, I'm glad you can choose one! "

Murong Zhining's voice is as light as a gnat: "Fengyi Die... "

Murong Zhining's slender waist is stuck on the doorsill. She is half in the room, but her head is soft outside. Murong Zhining's body, hanging on the doorsill, can't move, and her chest is oppressed, so she can't breathe smoothly. Murong Zhining coughs a few times painfully. In the corner of her lips and nostrils, there is a light red blood stain.

Caisang looks at all this from a distance, and is very anxious. She wants to rush forward and go to pull Murong Zhining. However, she is pulled to the side hall by several eunuchs and locked in the room.

The cold and heartless voice of Yanfeng wakes up Murong Zhining who faints in the past: "Murong Zhining, it's time, you didn't climb out of the gate of Luoshui hall. You must accept my punishment! "

Yanfeng pulls Murong Zhining's body and picks her up from the doorsill: "I will punish you well tonight!" He held Murong Zhining horizontally and went to his bedroom.

Yanfeng looks at Murong Zhining, who is sleepy on the Dragon couch. His heart suddenly softens. He takes his sleeve and wipes the blood stains on Murong Zhining's mouth. He sits on the Dragon couch and sighs.

Qi Shangming took a copper basin of hot water and entered the dormitory of Yanfeng. He complained: "emperor, what are you suffering from? I haven't seen such a stubborn woman before. I'm really stubborn. "

Yan Feng held Murong Zhining's chin and wiped it carefully with a towel and Handkerchief: "I'm just mad, I didn't fight with Ning'er, did I? How can there be a palm print on Ning'er's face? "

Qi Shangming bowed: "yo! Who dares to touch her except the emperor? It's the emperor. "

Yan Feng angrily grasped Qi Shangming's Lapel: "I've been very conscious. I haven't touched her at all. Dog slave, you see I don't pet her, then you give her a hard hand? "

Qi Shangming was wronged and angrily brushed the hand of Yanfeng: "ah, Emperor! No matter how bold I am, I dare not fight Princess Fengyi's face! I dare not talk nonsense. I'm afraid the emperor will be furious again. It's true that the emperor only allows you to toss the princess like this... "

Yan Feng roared: "my woman, I can move as I want. Others should dare to move their fingers. I will never agree!"

Qi Shangming said: "yes! Please calm down, the emperor. The princess just hit the doorsill! "

Infuriated, Yanfeng raised his hand and beat Qi Shangming hard on the head. Qi Shangming's hat flew out: "are you blind? This is the palm print Who is it? If you can't say it, I'll put it on your head. "

Qi Shangming knelt on the ground, picked up his hat and put it on again: "anyway, I didn't fight. When the princess woke up, the emperor asked her, I didn't dare to talk. When I went to Qixiang Palace at noon, the emperor and the concubine just came out of it. When I made a proclamation, I saw a slap on the princess's face. "

Yan Feng said fiercely, "how could you do that? I'm going to Minghui palace with a chariot."

Qi Shangming grabbed Yanfeng's sleeve and said, "please calm down, Emperor. I will go tomorrow. The princess was soft and loose. She had been on the doorsill for such a long time, and her mouth was bleeding. Don't blame the servants for the emperor's failure and accident. Just now, you almost suffocated the princess. When I saw her, my face was purple. "

Yan Feng raised his hand and fanned on Qi Shangming's face: "stupid slave, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Qi Shangming wrongly covered his face: "the emperor started a fire, where dare I have more mouth? At that time, whoever dares to make a sound will be killed by the emperor. The emperor, it's not a servant who scolds you. You either marry the princess. Or let it go! "

Yan Feng kicks Qi Shangming to the ground: "roll!" Qi Shangming escapes from the dormitory of Yanfeng.

Yanfeng sits on the chair, quietly guarding Murong Zhining. After the efficacy, Murong Zhining slowly opened her eyes, and she took a long breath of relief, struggling with her weak body, and sat up with strong support. When she saw Yan Feng sitting on a chair in front of the Dragon couch, holding his chin and staring at her with cold and alienated eyes, she gave a very light exclamation.

The voice of Yanfeng was frightful: "I Are you scared? When you see me, it's like seeing a ghost! "

Murong Zhining said softly: "the emperor misunderstood. Fengyi just woke up. She was unprepared and surprised. Fengyi was not afraid of the emperor. Fengyi has just angered the Emperor Please forgive Fengyi's rude confrontation. " She got up and got out of bed. She wanted to salute Yanfeng, but she fell down beside her head and feet.

Yan Feng rises with a bullet. He steps forward and holds Murong Zhining firmly in his arms.Yan Feng approaches Murong Zhining's ear and jokingly says, "just wake up, how can I accept my punishment?"

Murong Zhining looked up at Yanfeng obstinately: "Fengyi has been following the fate since she was three years old. Heaven has never given Fengyi a chance to master her own fate. How does the emperor want to punish Fengyi? Fengyi can only bear it silently. Fengyi only asks the emperor to see in the past, so that Fengyi can die with dignity and decency! "

The anger of Yan Feng just subsided was rekindled. He pushed Murong Zhining down on the Dragon couch: "Murong Zhining, did I say I want your life? Or do I intend to seize your dignity, which is more important than life? Do I always covet your body as an animal in your eyes? "

Murong Zhining crouches on the Dragon couch helplessly: "the emperor is always a humble gentleman in Fengyi's eyes! The emperor is always polite to Fengyi and never slights it. Fengyi is also respectful of the emperor's character! "

Yan Feng approaches the Long Ta and leans over to grasp Murong Zhining's chin: "Oh? Is that true? You have more respect for me in your mouth, but in your heart you are afraid that I will die. Do you have more respect for me? You want me to give you dignity. What about my dignity? Every action and every word of yours is to step on my dignity mercilessly! "

Murong Zhining is anxious and afraid: "emperor, Fengyi doesn't mean to offend you..."

Yan Feng sneered, "isn't it offensive to be unintentional? Then I invade you, and tell you that I have no intention to invade you How is it? "

Yanfeng roughly pulled Murong Zhining and pulled her thin silk palace dress. In Yan Feng's bedroom, the sound of cracking silk resounds, and Murong Zhining's cry of panic and despair.

The little eunuchs outside the hall of Qi Shangming Dynasty waved and said, "all of you leave. You don't need to wait here." A dozen little eunuchs on duty outside the house, in neat lines, trotted away at the end of the corridor.

Murong Zhining lies on the Dragon couch, his back is bare in front of Yanfeng. Yanfeng is like a red eyed beast, tearing the clothes on Murong Zhining's body crazily and venting his anger for a long time. Murong Zhining's stubborn struggle aroused the burning beacon's strong desire for conquest, the anger of seeking but not seeking, like the rolling magma, as if to turn both into ashes.

Yan Feng looks at Murong Zhining's back, which belongs to another man's mark, and sneers at him bitterly: "don't you think I covet your body all the time? Look at you. You look skinny. There is a broken flower on your back. It makes me sick. I seem to be short of women, even if you are so short of goods, are you eager to start? How could it be! "

Murong Zhining exhausted her last strength. She gave up her futile struggle, like a lamb to be slaughtered. She desperately waited for her fate and gave her a fatal knife.

Murong Zhining seems to obey the quiet, put out the anger in Yanfeng's heart, and his reason gradually returns. Yan Feng stops attacking and sits quietly on the chair in front of the Dragon couch, watching Murong Zhining whose coat is torn to pieces. Her bare back is bright and clean, and the red flower on the other side licks the heart of Yanfeng like a flame.

Yan Feng's heart was suffering. In the war against chiyun Yuexuan, he was humiliated and defeated. Just as he accepted that chiyun Yuexuan was his brother, and tried to forget about Murong Zhining, fate played tricks on him, and pushed Murong Zhining to his side. Yan Feng firmly believes that as long as he gives his heart, Murong Zhining will open up to her, but Murong Zhining is always like an iceberg, no matter how hard he tries, he refuses to melt half of it.

Yan Feng yangtianchang sighed, then covered his face and fell into painful meditation. Murong Zhining in his mind, has always been the white moonlight he can only look up, and that white moonlight, after giving him a moment of warmth, suddenly became unreachable. A sense of humiliation, which was abandoned, engulfed Yanfeng's sense of reason. When the pleasure of revenge disappeared, Yanfeng did not feel happy. Instead, it was a deep sense of guilt.

Yan Feng felt very guilty. He went to the Dragon couch, pulled the Dragon quilt, and covered Murong Zhining's naked back: "Ning'er, I'm sorry! I've been blinded by the outrage of no origin. "

Yanfeng puts off his shoes, lies beside Murong Zhining, and holds Murong Zhining wrapped in a splendid dragon quilt: "I have said that I am willing to be nice to her, and I will not attach any conditions, but I shamelessly tear up my promise. I have been humble for so long, and I fantasize that one day I will move Ning'er's heart. That night, I mistakenly thought that I finally had hope in Ning'er's heart and had a place. I overestimated my charm, but I vented the anger of failure to Ning'er. It's my fault. I shouldn't want to get Ning'er's heart. "

Murong Zhining turns her back to Yanfeng, her body is shivering in the dragon's quilt. If Yanfeng's wild anger makes her feel extremely scared, then Yanfeng's sudden guilt makes her feel at a loss.

Yanfeng tightly hugs Murong Zhining and gently pacifies: "Ning'er, I'm sorry for you. How can I be so rude to you? Fortunately, I haven't completely lost my mind. I will not give up on your pursuit, I also said, will not force your body. In order to show my respect for you, I will wait until the day I marry you. "Murong Zhining curled up in the Dragon quilt, covering her face and making a whimpering sound. The tone of Yanfeng is the same as that of chiyunyuexuan at the beginning. For a moment, Murong Zhining had the impulse to turn around and hold Yanfeng. Her deep yearning for chiyunyuexuan slowly eroded her sense.

Murong Zhining turns around with tears on her face and plunges into Yanfeng's arms. Yanfeng's tone of voice, light temperature and even light sandalwood smell are surprisingly similar to chiyun Yuexuan. Murong Zhining is unable to resist, which is like chiyun Yuexuan's gentleness.

Yan Feng tightly hugged Murong Zhining and murmured: "I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't choose what to say. Ning'er is the best I have ever seen, whether in appearance, conduct, knowledge or body. The other shore flower on Ning'er's back, although it doesn't belong to me, is still beautiful enough to suffocate me. I am very ill, but the medicine for saving my life is in Ning'er's hand. In order to survive, I have to put down my dignity Ning'er won't let me wait outside my heart, so I have the cheek to stay there. As long as Ning'er doesn't have a home in a day, I will wait there foolishly. "

Yan Feng said to himself: "I've been spoiling Cao Zhaoyi on purpose these days to see if Ning'er will be a little jealous. I know this method is stupid, but I'm like a devil, eager to find an answer I will not touch that vulgar woman, I I'm picky! Ning'er doesn't believe it. I'll call her in and let her say it. Qi Shangming, dog and slave, get in! " Yan Feng calls Qi Shangming to the door of the dormitory.

Qi Shangming bowed his head in fear and walked to the Dragon bed: "emperor, you can't make so much noise next time. I can't stand the excitement..." He secretly looked up at Murong Zhining. Murong Zhining covered her face shyly and tied it in the arms of Yanfeng.

"Go, call Cao Zhaoyi in for me. I want her to clarify my innocence face to face. Otherwise, Ning'er will be angry with me. "