Chapter 512

"It's going to be dark soon. Do you hear me? The dinner will start in half an hour. It's a pity, fengqingyao. I can't see you die with my own eyes."

There was a bell ringing in the distance, and Feng Yanning looked out of the window. It was snowing all day, and the moonlight was dim, reflecting a piece of light.

Feng Yanning said so, took out a fire fold from his arms, threw it on the curtain at will, and the fire burned up recklessly.

"Feng Yanning, if I can go out alive, I will defeat you!" Feng Qingyao's red eyes suddenly appear, staring at Feng Yan's back, but in any case, she can't get rid of the rope.

It's snowing today. The fire should not have started, but Feng Yanning hated her and poured fish oil all over the hall. The fish oil burned more and more when it met with water. Within a quarter of an hour, there was fire all around fengqingyao.

The beam couldn't support it. It fell from the top. It was only a minute before it hit her. Fortunately, fengqingyao was so strong that she staggered to the right and fell down from her chair.

The fire broke the rope on her hand, but it also burned her hands. The ability of the fire to devour her was so amazing that a wave of fire came straight at her, completely breaking her thought of going out.

Fengqingyao lies on the ground, her nose is full of black smoke, and even her consciousness is gradually lax. Is this her life? She will be buried in a sea of fire.

Gradually unable to support, she heard the crackling sound of burning wooden pillars. Fengqingyao closed her eyes. She couldn't move any more. The huge fire broke her desire to survive.

"Qing Yao!" When the fire burst into the sky, fengqingyao dimly saw a tall and straight figure coming towards her with the fire wave. In a short time, she fell into a cold embrace and completely fell asleep.

It was Feng Xuanyi who rushed in. He waited in the post station for four hours, but he didn't see fengqingyao and ouyangjing. He was really worried. When he came to the palace, he saw a fire from a distance. He was glad that he came to save fengqingyao.

When he took her away from a fire, the snow was still falling. Feng Xuan also held Feng Qingyao in his arms and printed a series of footprints in the snow. The girl in his arms was very hot, which was out of place with the cold weather. That pair of bloody hands really hurt his heart.

"Girl, don't make trouble with me. Open your eyes, it's snowing. It's your favorite snow." Six petals of snowflakes scattered in their side, Feng Xuan also hoarse voice, a call to arms.

Unfortunately, there was no response, no one could hear him. The bell rings again. In the Qinghui hall in front of us, the candlelight is red, which is the same as the fire just now.

"Bold, who are you? How dare you break into the palace?" The guards beside the Qinghui hall found them and ran from outside the hall to surround them.

"Go away." The low voice rang out, which made people shudder. The soldier at the head shivered, but he still held the long gun in his hand, said an assassin, and rushed to Feng Xuan.

Seeing that he took the lead, the guards around him also raised their long guns and stabbed them fiercely towards the center. Seeing that the long gun was about to stab Feng Xuanyi's body, he gave a low drink and shook the guards around him ten steps away.

The bodyguards fell to the ground and were in great pain. Feng Xuan didn't even look at them. He walked straight ahead and noticed that someone was going to attack behind him. He said in a voice: "if there is a repeat offender, there will be no amnesty."

The voice is really cold and frightening. The bodyguard who wanted to resist seems to have lost his soul. He left his weapon and watched Feng Xuan enter the Qinghui hall.

In the Qinghui hall, above the high position, sat the Hun king and his queen Feng Yanning. Feng Yanning was very happy today. He was wearing a bright yellow robe and three Phoenix hairpins on his head. He rarely poured a glass of wine for the Hun king in a good mood, which made the Hun king long Yan very happy.

It was a group of Ministers sitting at the bottom. A few days ago, Feng Tianchen suddenly sent someone to attack Xiongnu. This group of ministers had been frightened for a long time. Now they heard that the two countries had signed a peace treaty and knew that there was no need to fight. They all relaxed. The overall atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

But this good atmosphere was interrupted by Feng Xuan who came in suddenly.

"Your Majesty, Princess Xidan is so angry. Why didn't she come at this time?" Feng Yanning is pouring a glass of wine for the Hun king, and his face complains unhappily.

But when the outsider couldn't see her, she pulled out a smile from the corner of her mouth, but the smile didn't last long. She looked up at the door, and when she saw the person Feng Xuan was holding in her arms, the smile froze completely.

Aware of the cold air coming from the hall, the ministers stopped and looked towards the door. They only saw a man in a white dress, with a silver mask on his face, not stained with dust, and a sense of cold around him. He was just as inhumane as the snow outside.

The woman he was holding in his arms was dressed in fiery red clothes, and her hair was a little messy, but her beautiful face, even if it was dusty, could not hide her beauty, but no one was dead and lifeless.Sitting under the Hun king, Dugu Gong, who was eating wine, saw the two of them and suddenly threw away his wine glass. His voice trembled, "princess?"

The Hun king also found something strange. His muddy eyes were not blind. Hearing Dugu Gong's words, he recognized that the man in his arms was fengqingyao.

"Bold, who are you? You dare to hurt Princess Xidan!" Although Feng Qingyao appeared here for some reason, Feng Yanning made a full gesture to push Feng Qingyao's death away from the people on the main hall.

As for whether fengqingyao is dead or not, Feng Yanning coldly glances at the lifeless person in Feng Xuanyi's arms. Seeing that her chest doesn't rise and fall, she sighs with a sigh of relief. Such a big fire should be dead.

Under the guidance of Feng Yanning, the people finally regard the people in the hall as the killers of fengqingyao.

"Your Highness, who, why to the princess?" The Xiongnu King's eyes sank. After thinking for a while, he finally decided to put the blame on the man.

Looking at fengqingyao like that, they probably lost their lives. But the peace talks have been signed, and they must have been sent to Fengshang Kingdom at this time. As for fengqingyao's life and death, it's not so important, but someone must be the scapegoat after all.

His Highness's people cold hum a, the vision dim looking at the high stage of Feng Yanning, see her behind hair cool.