Fast Time Travel: The Posture of the Female Supporting Counterattack

Chapter 339 The factory owner has a wife, the enemy of the ten generations (21)

After leaving the palace gate, Princess Qiong Yao in a white dress walked towards Lan Xi following the sound of the jade pendant bell hanging on her waist, "Lord Lan, please stay."

"Princess, don't worry, I will protect your safety in the capital, and I won't be too far away from you." Lan Xi was about to jump on the horse when she heard Princess Qiong Yao say, "Master Lan, just now in Minghuang Palace, Lord Lan must have heard what the fourth prince told me, so please ask Lord Lan to divide Zaohua Courtyard into half for me?"

"If the princess doesn't dislike it, the whole Zaohuayuan is yours."

Seeing that Lan Xi agreed so readily, Princess Qiong Yao was slightly taken aback, "Then please trouble Master Lan."

"Don't bother. Sooner or later, the Zaohua Garden will be yours, the princess? The princess should get on the sedan chair first."

Princess Qiong Yao wanted to answer, but for a moment she didn't know what to say. She turned around and walked up the sedan chair with lotus steps. Lan Xi felt funny in her heart. Princess Qiong Yao was so shameless and didn't even go to the exotic post office on her first day in Beijing. Pavilion, openly occupying her Zaohuayuan, this drama will be interesting to watch.

Back in Zaohuayuan, Lan Xi got off the horse and asked Lamei to pack up and move. Lamei, who had long been used to Lan Xi's style of work, nodded, and called Mrs. Zhang, who was cooking, and the two rough women to start moving.

"It's enough to take the gold and silver, and you don't need to take the rest."

Princess Qiongyao waited for Lan Xi to finish her orders, and took Poria into the Zaohua Courtyard. Seeing the shabby courtyard, Princess Qiongyao's mouth was slightly curved. Lan Xi's death in such a place was not bad, and it was very suitable for her identity. .

An unfavored Xiangguo's daughter, kill it if you kill it, "Fu Ling."

"Master Blue Be Careful"

Almost at the moment when Fu Ling made his move, the flying eagle also moved, a sharp look flashed across Lan Xi's eyes, and his figure flashed to kick the flying eagle away, and then Lan Xi had a silver dagger in his hand, and his body Standing still, within a short breath, Fu Ling, who was close to Chi Chi, was holding a scimitar in his hand, and attacked Lan Xi.

Lan Xi's whole body was full of evil spirits, and she seemed to have advanced into a devil in an instant. She raised her dagger to hold the scimitar in Fu Ling's hand, and made a palm with her left hand, hitting Fu Ling's heart with one palm, ah——!
Fu Ling was directly thrown out by Lan Xi's palm, and just fell to Princess Qiong Yao's feet. To Lan Xi's surprise, Princess Qiong Yao didn't let out an earth-shattering cry.

In Princess Qiong Yao's hands, eight embroidery needles shining with a cold light flew towards Lan Xi. The cold light was still glowing green. The one-hit killing technique was a unique skill that Princess Qiong Yao had practiced for many years. She, She never left room for anyone she wanted to attack.

No matter how strong Lan Xi's martial arts are, this thing only needs to scratch a little bit of skin, and it will kill him instantly.

Poof!Poof!Poof!

After a few clear sounds, the silver dagger in Lan Xi's hand pierced Princess Qiong Yao's left chest, and at the same time, two figures just flew into Zaohuayuan.

"Qiong Yao, you."

"Are you injured?"

Lan Xi looked at Feng Buxi who suddenly appeared and said nothing to the third prince, and glanced coldly at Princess Qiong Yao, who was held in the arms of the third prince, her shoulders trembled slightly, and the silver with green light fell from Lan Xi's shoulder. It flew up and flew out, just right in front of Princess Qiong Yao.

Feng Hehe saw that there seemed to be endless darkness behind Lan Xi, and he could not see the end at a glance. The eyes on the frosty face looked at him with a touch of ridicule and teasing.

Princess Qiong Yao, who was held in the arms of the third prince, stared at Lan Xi, who was full of evil spirits, with wide eyes. She had the same astonishment and fear in the eyes of the third prince. The eight silver needles didn't hurt this woman in the slightest?
How high is this woman's martial arts skills?
Lan Xi took two steps forward, and said unquestionably, "Master Feng, I want Princess Qiong Yao's life."

"No!"

"Not for now!"

When Lan Xi heard the third prince's and Feng's reply almost at the same time, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and indeed she laughed, "So, do you two come together, or come one by one?"

"Lord Lan, Qiong Yao's life cannot be given to you for the time being." Feng took a step to block Lan Xi.

"Why can't you give it to me? Do you think you and the third prince can stop me? Feiying, bring my long knife!" Lan Xi ordered coldly.

"Yes, Master Lan."

"It can't be stopped." Fenghe nodded, but he didn't give in at all.

"Go away if you can't stop it. Since Princess Qiong Yao wants my life, why should I repay my grievance with virtue?"

There was a cold air between Lan Xi's eyebrows. Princess Qiong Yao, who was lying in the arms of the third prince, spat out a mouthful of blood and wanted to say something, but it was so painful that she didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Because, layout!"

"Fengbushi, you" the third prince looked at Fengbushi with a sad face, and there was a dull sound like bones rubbing against each other from his throat.

"Third Prince, Qiong Yao wanted to die by herself, so no one else is to blame." Feng did not hesitate to glance at the third prince, but the third prince gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

Lan Xi frowned, and then she heard Feng Buxi explain: "Qiong Yao is the same as the flying eagle in your yard, they all come from the Yunxi Tong family, and the purpose of keeping Qiong Yao is to wait for the eighth prince to reveal my true identity." .”

When Lan Xi heard Feng Buxi say Feiying's name, the chill between his brows eased a lot, and Feng Buxi continued to speak: "Since the catastrophe of the Tong family, there are no more survivors. too much."

"Specifically, if you ask Feiying, you will know that Qiong Yao's assassination of you today is something I did not expect. Once the matter is over, Qiong Yao's life will be entrusted to you."

Princess Qiong Yao, who was lying in the arms of the third prince, heard Feng Buxi's words, and the look in her eyes faded. This man she had loved for ten years was so indifferent to her wish.

The third prince's lips moved silently, but in the end he still didn't utter the words of pleading, why there was a tragic war in Yuanyang City three years ago, and why Feng Wuxi got a gu, these are all related to Qiong Yao.

If Feng Hexin didn't say anything, he had already given him a huge favor. If he wanted to push further, it would be easy for him to use Feng Hexin's methods to crush Qiong Yao's bones and spread them to ashes. Plus, there was Lan Zhe, who was even more terrifying than Feng Hexin. Sir, the Third Prince doesn't even dare to think about it.

"Okay, Lord Feng, I can let you take Princess Qiong Yao away. As a reward, you and the third prince owe me 10 taels of gold each." Lan Xi moved her lips and spit out a sentence.

The third prince's breathing was obviously much heavier than before. Just when he was about to speak, Feng Hehe agreed: "No problem, but now, I see that Qiong Yao has more air coming out and less air coming in. I don't know what Master Lan has on his hands." "

(End of this chapter)