"Princess, the Imperial Concubine has left. Let you rest in Yanqi Palace for a night. She will hide what happened tonight for you."

Bihu stood tall outside a screen, reporting respectfully.

"Then I thank my aunt."

Behind the screen, the sound of water was swaying, and the woman's voice was gorgeous and lazy: "Bihu, you go back first."

"yes."

The maid's light footsteps were gone.

Fenghua slid her body into the hot water, and the soreness in her limbs made her moan long: "Hiss..."

With the dim light of the candlelight, Fenghua saw clearly his body.

The teeth marks that were bitten through the clothes were deep and bright from the neck to the chest.

The slender and white waist had traces of a man's big grasp, and the finger marks were bright red and purple.

I had clothes to cover up before, but I didn’t think there was anything.

But now it seems that it is really a bit shocking.

Fenghua raised his hand and touched the dry bloody tooth marks on the side of his neck with fingertips.

The slight and dense stinging pain.

She cursed inwardly: "Beast~"

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After returning to Prince Yong's Mansion overnight, Long Jue didn't even ask any questions.

However, when Feng Jin saw her, her face was slightly stiff and she felt a little uncomfortable: "Feng Jin has seen the princess."

I guess I have received the news that the secret guard who pretended to be a little eunuch and falsely spread the will of Concubine Yan.

Fenghua sneered and Liangliang said, "No need to be polite. Mr. Feng Jin worked hard last night. I would like to thank Mr. Feng Jin for serving the prince well for me."

She glanced at the blue indian color in Feng Jin's eyes, and her playful tone was meaningful.

What does this 'Thank you last night' refer to is naturally self-evident.

Feng Jin: "..."

Last night, he did stay in the prince's Qianjue Pavilion again. Both of them were young and could not help but get entangled.

Did you ever think that Yan Qiyu would be criticized and ridiculed in public?

He likes King Yong, and he is willing to hide under the prince, but he only puts it between the prince's palms every time, never truly shining like a man.

But the facts are one thing, and being told so much is another.

Feng Jin's face was dry and she gritted her teeth.

Feng Jin, who was ridiculed and implicitly, returned to Jinye Pavilion and got angry.

He threw a blood-red coral jade that King Yong carefully selected for him to enjoy, and said angrily: "Feng Qi, come out for this young master!"

Feng Qi is Feng Jin's guard, ranking seventh.

A man in black wearing a phoenix mask appeared from somewhere, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists and said, "Feng Qi meets the young master."

"Go—" Feng Jin's face was gloomy and his eyes were filled with resentment, "Kill that bitch Yan Qiyu for this young master!"

"Young Master," Feng Qi said rationally and calmly, "Yan Qiyu is Princess Yong, the daughter of the King of Zhenbei. The Feng clan is transcendent and cannot interfere..."

"Shut up!"

Feng Jin scolded with an irritable expression.

He knew all these principles, otherwise he would have been assassinated by the person who occupied Princess Yong's title, but Yan Qiyu... was really hateful!

Not only did he kill a Feng Guard, he actually dared to implicitly mock him as a male lover!

If you don't teach him a good lesson, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"I will not kill her, but tonight you go to the Fangyuan and strip Yan Qiyu naked... and hang it on the city wall!"
Chapter completed!