The cold voice was tainted with a hint of hoarseness.

Feng Lingyan froze, and calmly opened his arm that was holding her body: "You are tired, then take a good rest."

Turning around, she broke free from his arms.

At this time, Gong Yanmo naturally couldn't force her.

A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, he forced a smile and rubbed her hair: "Okay, then I'll go to sleep by myself."[

Gong Yanmo looked really tired.

Not long after lying on the bed, he fell asleep.

Feng Lingyan stood by the bed and looked at his sleeping face. When he was asleep, his eyebrows were stretched and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a hint of smile even in his dream.

It was this person who designed all the chess games, controlled everything about her, and quietly injured her all over her body.

Such a gentle and good-looking face hides a cold and cold-blooded heart.

Thinking of the methods he used to deal with those escaping 'chess pieces', and the perfunctory way he treated himself.

Feng Lingyan suddenly felt murderous.

She was not a kind person originally. She believed that revenge must be avenged and blood must be repaid.

In all her life, she has never been so thoroughly plotted against.

I lost my heart, my body, and the whole country...

It's simply a shame and a huge humiliation.

Killing him might relieve the hatred in my heart

If you kill him, your country will not perish.

Kill him, and tomorrow's mutiny will die out and be nipped in the bud silently...

The benefits of killing him were too many. Feng Lingyan shrank her hand and pulled off a gold hairpin from her head.

Although she no longer has martial arts skills, with her killing methods, it is not impossible to kill him.

Even a gold hairpin is enough to kill him!

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Chapter completed!