Fengyi destroyed the beauty in his heart bit by bit, mocking his smartness.

Xie San seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking. He stretched out his hand, frantically trying to grab Feng Yi, asking her why, why she was so cruel to him.

Fengyi just kicked him away, looked at his embarrassed appearance, and threw him to a brothel, which was specially designed to entertain people with heavy tastes.

When Xie San wanted to commit suicide for the 350th time, Feng Yi appeared in front of him. Seeing him sitting in a wheelchair with scars all over his body, she looked away in disgust.

"Hahahaha..." Xie Shen laughed desolately, as if he had aged dozens of years, and his black hair turned into white hair in an instant.

He looked at Feng Yi with hatred: "Oh, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Zhang Yuan treats you sincerely. He went to Mo Yuan to help you detoxify, and then he went to steal the magic medicine, but he died in your hands.

inside."

He wanted Feng Yi to suffer as much as him before he would give up.

A flash of revenge flashed in Xie San's eyes, as if he had seen Feng Yi's expression of pain and grief.

Fengyi smiled softly and said in a soft tone: "I know, how do you think he died? I was so angry to death that you didn't believe that I injured him and picked him up deliberately.

Come back and accept him as your disciple."

Xie Yan looked at her innocent expression, gentle eyes, and the tone of voice that once fascinated him, but now there was no trace of tenderness, and a coolness penetrated deeply into his bones.

He shuddered.

This madman is a deeply hidden madman.

She did not hesitate to spend so long arranging the madmen, just to see them fall into the dust, struggling in the quagmire, miserable and miserable.

In the end, Xie Shan died. Feng Yi looked at his body and turned it into dust with a casual move.

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Lanxiang Dynasty————

It was still a bit hot in Beijing in September, and there was a sticky heat in the air. The girl upstairs was still dressed in red, leaning against the window, watching people selling goods on the street.

She had a smile on her face, her sleeves were blown up by the wind, and she narrowed her eyes slightly as the white sunlight poured down.

She seemed to be thinking of something, her red lips raised slightly.

Everyone just felt that at this moment, they seemed to have encountered the spirit described in the painting book, which took away people's souls.

The Lanxiang Dynasty was very powerful and prosperous, with traffic and people coming and going. The sound of horse hooves suddenly screamed in the air. A team of dozens of troops arrived in time, and the galloping force resounded throughout the busy city.

The leader, who was wearing armor and had a handsome appearance, leaned out half of her body from upstairs and looked at him shyly.

"Ah, it's General Bai Ye."

He came suddenly on a tall horse, holding the horse's belly with his feet. He was slapping the horse's buttocks with a whip in his left hand. The horse ran faster when he was stimulated.

A few feet away, he stopped his horse suddenly and dismounted in one movement.

He raised his head, looked at Fengyi with a smile in his thick eyes, and said: "Girl, this is the second time we have met. Can you tell me the girl's name?"

Fengyi looked at him: "Chu Xuan."

Bai Ye was slightly startled. He didn't expect that she would actually tell him this time. For a moment, he couldn't believe it was true, and he repeated the name.

"I'm Bai Ye."

"I've heard of it." Fengyi took a sip of tea and said, "But I'm not interested."

Bai Ye suddenly laughed, threw the whip in his hand to the soldiers behind him, and walked towards the teahouse.

There was a hint of ridicule in Fengyi's eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

In this life, Bai Ye was an invincible general. He was famous for being unkind and had a viciousness that was tempered on the battlefield, which made many noble ladies admire and fear him.

Seeing him smiling so heartily now, his eyes almost fell out of his surprise, and he couldn't help but wonder about the origin of the girl in red.

The fact that Bai Ye has a sweetheart swept through every corner of the capital like a gust of wind.

Even in the palace, a secret book appeared on the king's desk.

The man murmured to himself: "Chu Xuan."

The father-in-law beside him bowed his body slightly and said: "There are rumors among the people that General Bai, who has never been close to women, fell in love and was fascinated by this girl Chu Xuan."

"There are even rumors that this girl is a vixen who has been practicing for thousands of years."

Having said this, the father-in-law also chuckled to himself.

This rumor is nothing more than being told by some people who admire Bai Ye to slander this girl.

A flash of interest flashed in the emperor's eyes, are you a vixen?

His father-in-law, who had been following him for many years, was best at observing people's emotions. Seeing the emperor's behavior, he didn't know that he was interested in this girl.

"Your Majesty, today is the Double Ninth Festival, and there is a lot of excitement outside the palace. Would your Majesty want to go out of the palace for a walk?"

The emperor glanced at him lightly, and the father-in-law trembled slightly and quickly lowered his head.

He put the fold aside, got up, went to the bedroom, changed into regular clothes, and then left the palace with a few people.

The emperor had a premonition and felt a sense of responsibility in his heart. He felt an inexplicable eagerness to see the woman in red in person.

【Boss, Xie Shi is out.】

Fengyi hummed softly and touched the dagger on her waist, with a flash of ill-intention in her eyes.

In this life, Xie San was a poor prince who no one cared about. He was born in a cold palace. When he was eight years old, his mother and concubine died in the conspiracy of the harem.

In this life, Xie San was scheming and cruel. He gradually grew from a bullied prince to the most competitive person in the race for the throne, and finally took the throne.

Ning Huan was the concubine in his harem, and she was considered his favorite.

Yun Miao was reincarnated as the only son of the current prime minister. He was talented and gentle, as handsome as jade and clean and self-possessed. He was the best husband candidate in the eyes of the children of the capital.

As for Xie Qianhuai, a compatriot with Xie Shen, he was poisoned by his wet nurse when he was a child and became weak and sickly. However, he was addicted to women. There were a lot of warblers and swallows in the backyard, and he was also the top guest of every brothel.

Of course, he was just pretending to be frail and sickly.

After Xie San ascended the throne, he knew that his brother was very suspicious and was afraid of arousing the emperor's jealousy and causing death, so he always pretended to be a playboy prince who was idle and idle.

Furthermore, he has no interest in the throne.

Chang Yuan grew up with Xie Shu and played a great role in helping Xie Shu ascend the throne. Now he holds the position of Grand Tutor.

He has good martial arts, but he has always pretended to be a civil servant who cannot lift his hands or shoulders. Only a few people in this world know that he has special skills.

After nightfall, literati and even businessmen gather together, the streets are bustling, the sounds of oars and oars are heard, the scenery is beautiful, and there are many surprises in sight.

The color on the bank of the Qinhuai River really echoes that poem: the brocade and the waves, the shadows blooming and the lights go out, wandering around at night, disturbing a pool of rouge color, flowing into the dream of the previous dynasty.
Chapter completed!