Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

Looking up at Fu Minghe, who had a normal expression, and then at the old King Khan sitting at the top, Ji Wuhen slowly sat up straight.

"Where is King Khan?" Ji Wuhen spoke in a low voice, holding his chin with his hand and staring at the deep ravine on the face of the old King Khan.

The sound was very soft, like a feather falling into the lake.

"Tam likes to joke and doesn't mean any harm. Don't mind it, princess." He laughed and the old Khan stood up holding the handle.

"The Hu people love wine, and toasting is to express respect. I hope the princess will not offend him." King Khan raised his voice as he moved the wine jar forward half a minute.

His attitude was obvious, and he wanted Ji Wuhen to drink the strong wine.

The men couldn't even drink a few cups of the spicy Shao Daozi, but they made Ji Wuhen drink a whole jar.

"Father, today is your and the princess's special day. The princess..." Seeing this, Hatu on the left tried to stop him.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stared back by the sharp eyes of the old Khan King.

"Haha, King Khan gave the order, and Wuhen naturally obeyed it, but of course the drinking must be accompanied by food." With a chuckle, Ji Wuhen raised his hand to hold the wine jar.

"What food and drinks does the princess want?"

"I want to think about it..." Ji Wuhen stood up with the wine jar, his steps were light and his eyes were darting back and forth.

"Princess, please don't waste time." Thinking that Ji Wuhen was stalling for time, Tam said coldly.

Today, even the Emperor cannot save this noble princess.

"I thought of it." The footsteps stopped beside Tam, the ends of his narrow eyes raised upward, and Ji Wuhen showed a mysterious smile.

"What on earth are you..." Feeling impatient, Tam turned around and was about to scold him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a chill in his throat.

He reached out and touched it, his palms were covered in blood.

"You..." His mouth grew. Tam's eyes were shocked and blood kept flowing from his mouth.

"The general's head is the most suitable to drink with!" Ji Wuhen retracted his palm with a smile on his lips.

He opened the red seal of the wine jar and took a sip.

The mouth of the altar was too big, and the wine that was too late to drink flowed down Ji Wuhen's cold white neck, fell on the bright red palace dress, and spread like a flower.

"Chang Ning, how dare you!" Next to King Khan's right hand, a muscular man stood up and shot Ji Wuhen with his gaze like a cold arrow.

"Princess, why is this?" Not far away, looking at Tam lying in a pool of blood, the old Khan's face darkened.

"Good wine, but too little food to go with it." Ignoring the two people's questions, Ji Wuhen turned around slowly, her fiery red skirt sweeping over the cold corpse on the ground like water.

Ji Wuhen stepped on the animal skin carpet with her embroidered shoes, ignoring the cannibalistic gaze of the old Khan behind her, and walked down the steps to Fu Minghe.

"As a military supervisor, the Marquis will just watch Wuhen be humiliated?"

Like cold water falling into boiling oil, following her words, everyone's eyes instantly focused on Fu Minghe.

Looking up at Ji Wuhen's gleaming eyes, Fu Minghe's eyes were full of regret: "Princess, there is nothing I can do for you as a subordinate."

Sighing and shaking his head, Fu Minghe turned around and bowed deeply to the old King Khan, "The princess is young, and I hope the King Khan will atone for his sins."

"King Khan, make atonement!" Seeing this, Shen Qing, who was behind him, knelt down on the ground along with Fu Minghe.

"You princess killed my warrior, and you still want my father to forgive me!" Before King Khan could react, the muscular man just now walked quickly to Ji Wuhen, his eyes wide with anger.

"Do you think I, Ha Sen, am dead?" Ha Sen looked at the woman in front of him with a fierce look.

"What do you want, Wang'er?" After returning to sit on the tiger leather chair, King Khan looked at the two people confronting each other on the ground and said in a deep voice.

"Father, today is a good day for the princess. My son's soldiers are going out with the army. They can't see women all year round, so let our princess be their bride tonight!" He took a few steps forward and bent down to take a closer look. Ji Wuhen paused, and Ha Sen shouted to his father above.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone nodded in agreement.

The warriors in the front row looked at Keren'er in the center of the crowd, their eyes only glowing green.

They all want to step forward and kiss Fangze, and become the first man for this noble and beautiful princess.

Among them, Chabal was undoubtedly the most excited.

After all, King Khan had promised her that he would be the first to reward the princess.

"..." Unlike others, King Khan was hesitant at this time.

According to the original plan, they wanted to use other means to cause trouble, and then throw the princess to Chabal.

When the time comes, they will take the opportunity to send troops on the grounds that the princess is unwilling to be left alone and steals a man on the night of her wedding.

However, King Khan had never met Changning before making the plan.

Seeing the real person today, looking at the beauty as delicate and charming as a flower, the old Khan's mind became active again.

Such a lovely thing, it would be a waste of money not to enjoy it.

"Father?" After not receiving a reply for a long time, Hassen looked up in confusion.

But he saw his father looking straight at the princess.

"Fu Minghe, they want to throw me into the military camp to be a military prostitute, what do you think?" As if she didn't hear the conversation around her, Ji Wuhen leaned down and slowly approached.

Feeling his gaze, Fu Minghe sighed deeply, "The princess made a big mistake, and I...can't do anything."

He looked at the girl in front of him with apologetic eyes, but his eyes skipped her and fell behind her.

A brief encounter with Hazen.

"Father, the princess is new here. She doesn't understand the rules of our clan, so she made a big mistake. I hope father will forgive the princess." Hatu, who was on the side, rushed to the king in a few steps and knelt down on one knee.

The corner of his eyes glanced at the calm and composed "woman" not far away, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

"Third brother, are you so protective of this person because you have a crush on him?" Hassen, who was impatient to wait, came out to cause trouble, frowning.

"The second brother misunderstood. The younger brother was just talking about the matter. Tam made the rude remarks first. The princess has been well-dressed since she was a child and has been admired by thousands of people. It is natural for her to do stupid things impulsively." In response to Hasen's question, Hatu retorted.

"Okay." Putting the wine glass heavily on the table, the old Khan coughed and rolled his cloudy eyes.

"Take her to the back tent." He waved his hand and called the soldiers to hold Chang Ning, and the old Khan said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Father!"

"Father!"

With Hatu's thanks and Hasen's confusion, Ji Wuhen's hands and feet were locked and escorted out of the tent.

The felt cloth was put down to block the biting cold wind outside.

A burst of cold air came in through the gap, irritating the old Khan's lungs and itching, and he kept coughing, "Cough, cough, cough...".

After a while, he coughed until his face turned red, his breath was weak, and he was gradually out of breath.

"Father!"

"Father!"

Under the stage, Hattu and Hassen immediately stepped forward and supported King Khan's body.

Seeing that King Khan's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his face turned from red to livid, everyone became nervous.

At this time, Lin Zhixi, who had been sitting quietly aside, stepped forward, took out a silver needle, and pricked the acupuncture points in and around his tanzhong.

Everyone in the audience was shocked at the sudden change, and they didn't dare to express their anger.

After a while, the old Khan's face slowly turned rosy, his chest kept rising and falling, and a thick breath came out of his throat, "Huh..., okay, let's continue!"

After regaining consciousness and looking at the concerned eyes around him, King Khan said weakly.

"I'm going to cook the medicine!" Seeing that King Khan was getting better, Lin Zhixi stood up and said to the second prince.

"Kill her." He nodded to Lin Zhixi, and the second prince whispered in her ear as she passed by.