[Quick Transmigration] Blackening the male lead, flirting wantonly

Huyan Jiaojiao looked at him in shock, her tone trembling, "It's impossible, my brother won't let me die!"

"Believe it or not." Feng Yi smiled lightly, got up and dragged Huyan Jiaojiao to the cross in the corner.

The cross made of black iron is extremely dark, and it is quietly placed in the corner. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

Because in this prison, the walls are all black.

And those walls were not like this originally, but there were too many blood stains, and after a long time of staining, they became like this.

Huyan Jiaojiao was easily dragged there, her body drew an arc on the ground, she kept struggling, anxiously trying to break free from Feng Yi's shackles, but she couldn't break free no matter what.

Feng Yi threw her under the cross, undercurrents surged in his phoenix eyes, today he changed into a dark red gilt brocade robe rarely seen, with crabapple flowers embroidered on his chest, a black belt around his waist, black The jade brocade boots complemented his tall stature even more.

Feng Yi's appearance is extremely good-looking, although his nature is cold and thin, his face is unparalleled, even Lu Qing's appearance can't compare to him, but Feng Yi is used to dressing up in a deserted manner.

The appearance of not getting close to strangers often makes people shudder, so no one pays attention to his appearance.

But today's outfit made him a lot angry, his red lips were slightly pursed, and he stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

He looked at Huyan Jiaojiao with disdain, and said with emotion, "Actually, before today's incident, you were still the favored princess of the Huns, but unfortunately..."

"After today, you will become a wandering soul, and your body will also be thrown in a mass grave to be eaten by wild wolves."

As Feng Yi said, he stretched out his hand to pick up the chain on the ground, touched the sharp spikes with his fingers, and a bloodstain appeared on his fingertips when he slightly touched it.

Feng Yi stared at the blood flowing from his fingertips, put it on his lips and sucked it deeply. Started to suck.

Huyan Jiaojiao looked at him in shock, "I don't understand what you mean, I'm the emperor's woman now, you treat me like this, do you really not take the emperor and my brother seriously?!"

She didn't believe it, he must be joking with herself, Huyan Jiaojiao comforted herself like this.

"It was you who didn't take Chaoyue seriously." Feng Yi said harshly.

Lifting his chin slightly, he looked down at Huyan Jiaojiao on the ground with critical and disdainful eyes, like looking at another dog.

"This king deliberately asked someone to tell you that this king has returned to the court to assist the emperor. You don't know the name of this king, but your brother always knows."

"After all, the Xiongnu did not dare to attack Chaoyue for eight years. Why do you think that is?" Feng Yi walked over slowly, picked up Huyan Jiaojiao and threw it on the cross.

The sharp spike pierced into Huyan Jiaojiao's right shoulder.

"Ah!" Huyan Jiaojiao screamed, the pain from her right shoulder and the weakness of blood flowing out of her body made Huyan Jiaojiao frightened.

"Don't be afraid~" Feng Yi looked at the blood bleeding from her chest with pleasure, and raised his hand to wrap the chain around the cross.

"You won't die so ugly." Feng Yi seemed to comfort her, but he was actually threatening her, after all...

When a person dies, he dies.

But the appearance of the dying struggle before dying.

That's... the funniest.

"No, I don't want to die..." As the blood drained, Huyan Jiaojiao realized that the seemingly deserted person in front of her was actually the most terrifying.

"It's not up to you."

Feng Yi's words completely interrupted her fantasy.

She collapsed on the cross, gritted her teeth and tried to pull the thing off with her left hand, but she didn't move yet.

Then Feng Yi nailed another one.

Both shoulders were pierced by sharp spikes, clamping her shoulders like clips.

The blood fell down on the ground, and Huyan's tender eyes were in a trance.

"My brother knows, and he will definitely not let you go!" Hu Yanjiao glared at her angrily, her face pale and powerless.

"Really?" Feng Yi chuckled and looked down at her, "Your brother was injured eight years ago..."

"How do you know!" Huyan Jiaojiao said weakly, sweat dripping down her forehead, she was in a state of embarrassment.

"Because it was the king who fought it." Feng Yi said, when the first emperor was alive, the Xiongnu once attacked Chaoyue.

As the former emperor's brother, he naturally had to go out with him, and it happened that he fought Hu Yanlie on the battlefield that time.

And wounded Hu Yanlie, and privately destroyed more than half of his million-strong army.

As a result, the war ended, and the Huns were seriously injured and retreated hundreds of miles.

But he was not alone, Gu Chen was also injured.

As a result, Gu Chen suffered from an old illness and passed away two years later.

Few people know about this, so it's normal that Huyan Jiaojiao doesn't know him.

After all, with Hu Yanlie's temperament, he is not willing to tell others the embarrassing story of losing to a young man.

"You? Are you kidding me? How old were you eight years ago?"

"Stop being self-righteous, okay? My brother's martial arts is so strong, you can beat him too?" Huyan Jiaojiao looked at Feng Yi contemptuously.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yi didn't say anything.

He walked up to the instrument of torture, took a sharp knife, and then walked back to Huyan Jiaojiao.

Kneeling down in front of her, he put the knife on her face.

"You, don't go too far!" Huyan Jiaojiao said tremblingly.

"This king never thinks that he is too much. Your brother wants to attack Chaoyue and send you in? He just wants you to assassinate the emperor. Do you think this king doesn't know?" Feng Yiyun replied calmly.

Ever since he threatened Gu Qing with Li Rong as a bargaining chip, he knew what Hu Yanlie was planning.

Huyan Jiaojiao was completely stunned, even the pain in her body couldn't bring her back to her senses.

"What? I'm curious how this king knows?" Feng Yi slashed her across the face.

Huyan Jiaojiao let out a sting, and looked at him in astonishment.

"You...why do you know." At this point, she didn't hide anymore, and asked out the doubts in her heart.

"Hu Yanlie planned to send you in as a pawn in the morning. The first is to verify whether the king is really assisting the emperor. The second...is you..."

"He must have heard that Chaoyue Emperor likes beautiful women, so he planned to send you in, let you confuse the emperor, kill him secretly, and...get the jade seal."

All right!

Huyan Jiaojiao was shocked and the fear of Feng Yi in her heart reached the extreme, this person is terrifying!

"Looking at your appearance, this king should be right." Feng Yi chuckled, and slashed her face again, the skin was opened, and the bloody forehead was extremely ferocious.

"You planned to kill me early in the morning."

Huyan said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Feng Yi nodded without hiding anything, his eyes darkened, "From the moment you took on the title of imperial concubine..."

"You are destined not to survive today, because... that person only belongs to me." Feng Yi got up and carved the word prison on Huyan Jiaojiao's face as if playing around.

The prisoner... is talking about her.

"Belongs to you?!" Hu Yanjiao moved her lips, and the wound on her face became more and more painful with her movements.

But she doesn't care now.

"Of course, he belongs to me." Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, not showing off.

"You are Duanxiu?!" Huyan Jiaojiao's expression changed, she looked at him in shock, and then a feeling of disgust welled up in her heart.

"You are really...disgusting."