"I'm not tired, slave! I don't want to sleep. The nightmares I've had these past few days are so terrible. I just keep my eyelids open. I've heard that if you fall asleep when you're extremely tired, you'll have a dreamless night and sleep peacefully until dawn."

Liu Xiang's eyes were a little naive and a little panicked.

Perhaps she didn't know that Feng Hongluan's heart was even more panicked and uneasy than hers at the moment.

Dreams can be a blessing or a curse.

It’s mourning something that should have happened but didn’t.

Or is it foreshadowing something that will happen no matter what?

The sadness on Feng Hongluan's face could not escape Liu Xiang's eyes, even if she tried her best to cover it up.

"What's wrong, miss? On this happy day, the master has returned triumphantly. Everyone said that he will take over the position of general soon. When our master becomes the general, huh, the position of the princess of the Jin Dynasty must be you, miss."

That’s it.”

Feng Hongluan forced a smile: "I don't care about these empty seats."

"Young lady is always like this. There is no dispute in the world. If the young lady had threatened her with death, I guarantee that Prince Zhun will never want Princess Xia."

"Oh!"

"Don't you believe it, Miss? If it hadn't been for you on the wedding night, Princess Xia would have died long ago. Even if Miss didn't have to threaten her with death, as long as she whispered a few words into the ear of the prince, Princess Xia would have gone to see the King of Hell long before the general.

.Miss, you are really merciful. That Miss Xia is so hateful. The young lady and the prince are in love with each other and hold hands, but she insists on shamelessly interfering with each other."

"What did you say!"

Liu Xiang was filled with indignation and was talking enthusiastically, but she didn't expect that there were two people standing at the door.

Even Feng Hongluan didn't notice the coming person's scent because she was worried about Liu Xiang's dream.

Knowing that Hu Die started to curse and her eyes were full of embarrassment, and that Xia Rongling in front of her also looked livid, she and Liu Xiang hurriedly stood up.

Liuxiang looked worried and embarrassed. After all, the princess of the Jin Palace was still Xia Rongling.

Feng Hongluan was quite embarrassed by Liu Xiang's words and didn't know what to say for a while.

Although the general is vicious, he has always had a good impression of Xia Ronling and Feng Hongluan. Her calm, serene and uncontested appearance always makes Feng Hongluan admire her.

Now that she had just lost her father, Liuxiang's words were undoubtedly a sharp sword, which deeply hurt her heart.

No wonder she, who has always been calm and indifferent, now has such a green and angry face.

"My slave, please pay your respects to the princess."

Liu Xiang trembled and spoke.

Feng Hongluan also felt slightly blessed: "Good luck to the princess."

"Greetings, you cheap maid, you are only happy if our master dies!" Hu Die said sternly, his face turned black, his eyes were sharp and vicious as he swept through Liuxiang, gouging Feng Hongluan's face, as if to kill him

The master and servant of Feng Hongluan were killed with their eyes.

Feng Hongluan took the blame first and didn't say anything.

Xia Rongling's expression suddenly returned to normal, and she waved her hand to Hu Die: "Shut up."

Hu Die seemed to want to say something else, but before she could speak, Xia Rongling came over with a sharp knife, which was so sharp that it almost pierced Hu Die. Only then did Hu Die finally stop talking and angrily retreated behind Xia Rongling.

"Feng Hongluan, I have something to tell you."

When she spoke, her tone was very calm, and no emotion could be heard.

"Please take a seat."

Xia Rongling looked at a table of food: "You haven't eaten yet?"

"Um."

"Then I'll come back later."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not hungry. Leave the fragrance behind and make some tea."

"Yes, Miss!" Liuxiang is a child after all. She was so offended just now, and now she is a little scared. Feng Hongluan asked her to leave, which undoubtedly gave her a chance to escape from the scene. She hurriedly responded and disappeared into the waiter on the left.

"Hu Die, you go out too."

Xia Rongling sent Hu Die out.

Hu Die nodded.

I went out and closed the door behind me.

Following the dull sound of the door, Feng Hongluan suddenly felt a heavy weight in his heart, and felt a strange feeling.

But this feeling was ignored as Xia Rongling opened her mouth.

"I know that if my father is gone, I will be next soon."

She smiled brightly, stroking the exquisite blue and white porcelain flower bowl with folded branches and leaves with her slender hands painted with khao, and the smile at the corner of her mouth looked so careless.

Feng Hongluan chuckled: "What did you say? Are you afraid that Hongyan will divorce you?"

She raised her head and her smile became even brighter: "As your maid said, after my father died, I will be the daughter of the former general, and you, Feng Hongluan, will become the daughter of the new general? Your Majesty will not give up.

Me, because he would just kill me."

Feng Hongluan's eyebrows tightened: "After your father died, Hong Yan was running around, how could he kill you? Do you think he is really such a cold-hearted person? You came to me today because you want to

Can I protect you again like I did on my wedding night?"

"No, I'm here to give you something."

She suddenly took out a box and brought it to Feng Hongluan.

Just when Feng Hongluan was about to ask what it was, she suddenly smiled coquettishly, smiling, her smile froze, and her eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Feng Hongluan, do you want to know what is inside? That is what you have been thinking about.

I will give you what you want at all costs, and now it’s time for you to give your life back to my father."

In just a moment, two full-moon scimitars suddenly appeared on her body. Feng Hongluan didn't notice at all. She hid the two scimitars on her body.

She instantly became vigilant. Although she was pregnant with Liujia and it was difficult to move, she already knew what the long box was. It was probably a posthumous edict.

She just didn't know that because she had done it so neatly and Gongsun Meiniang should have left no flaws, Xia Rongling would actually know that she was the mastermind behind everything.

However, the hatred for killing her father is irreconcilable. No matter how Xia Rongling learned that she was the mastermind behind the scenes, now that the general is dead, Xia Rongling will definitely take revenge on her at all costs.

No wonder she said, "My father is gone, and I will be next."

It turned out that she had made such preparations and killed Feng Hongluan. She could not fly with her wings and could only die.

She wanted to use Feng Hongluan's life to bury her father as a burial companion.

Feng Hongluan is also talented. Although she has a son in her belly now, her life is at stake, so how can she dare to be careless.

Retreating to the bed, she held the sword on the bed with one hand, and with a flash of cold light, the sword was unsheathed.

Xia Rongling's eyes were as cold as frost, with endless hatred. The round-moon scimitar was folded on her chest, and the cross-shaped knife flew toward Feng Hongluan.

Feng Hongluan raised her sword to fight, but she didn't expect that Xia Rongling's martial arts was so advanced that she was no match at all. She only passed one move, and the tiger's mouth was shocked with pain. She also stepped back quickly, and her back hit the table, with a dull thud, and fell onto the table.

The four treasures of the study were scattered all over the floor.

Xia Rongling's scimitars flew left and right. The movement was so fast that silver light flashed through, creating a huge silver circle that was dizzying. It was like a shadow clone, and it was impossible to find where the two scimitars were.

Feng Hongluan secretly groaned inwardly. She started to learn martial arts seriously from Uncle Xiao last year. After only one year, she had fine bones, a bright brain, and was diligent and studious.

He has learned several sets of swordsmanship, but he has not improved enough to be able to compete with Xia Rongling.

Undoubtedly, her stinging tiger's mouth could no longer block Xia Rongling's moves.

The window is open. If she calls for someone, there may not be anyone in the backyard who can come in time. If she runs, her Qing Gong is just mediocre. Xia Rong's Lingdao skill is so powerful, her Qing Gong must be great too. She has to catch up.

It was easy for her.

There was no time left and right, and there was a sharp pain in the shoulder. Xia Rongling showed no mercy and cut Feng Hongluan's arm with a knife.

Feng Hongluan gritted her teeth and endured, and Liu Xiang's screams came from outside.

And Hu Die cursed bitterly: "I'll stab you to death, I'll stab you to death, I want you to say something about my lady, I want you to say it, I want you to say it."

Along with the curses, there was the sound of sharp blades poking at the skin.

Feng Hongluan panicked, dodging and trying to get to the door.

How could Liu Xiang be Hu Die's rival?

However, Xia Rongling was teasing her. She no longer pressed forward step by step, but blocked her, making it impossible for her to get close to the door.

Outside, Liuxiang's screams gradually became fainter. Feng Hongluan's eyes turned red, and she knew the danger was near.

That dream is a bad omen.

Even though her back was in severe pain, she had no time to move around and resisted with all her strength in order to prevent herself from getting hurt, causing pain in her lower abdomen.

"Feng Hongluan, give back my father's life."

The two swords in Xia Rongling's hands were unpredictable. After a few rounds, Feng Hongluan suffered several wounds on her body.

Xia Ronling's sword skills became even more fierce, threatening her life every step of the way. Feng Hongluan's resistance became weaker and weaker. She knew she couldn't hold it back unless...

She looked at the Jiaowei Guqin that had fallen to the ground, but now she had no time to pick it up, let alone talk about it.
To be continued...