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"Can you give him more of these medicine?" If he dies, what will you do if someone calls you here to examine him? "

She pretended to be worried, and Feng Er's body also started to tremble. This type of woman was completely helpless and pitiful. She would never be like this type of scheming girl.

"Don't worry, I will deal with it. When it comes to the later stages of the pill, it will become more and more brutal. I'm afraid that you will suffer when the time comes." However, as long as you are quick, I will take care of everything. I won't let you suffer from his endless torment! "

Zhao Jianhao's dishonest hands continued to move around Feng Er's body, and his mouth kept on getting closer, as if he wanted to kiss her.

"How could Feng'er, who looked extremely disgusting, really fulfill his wish and use all her strength to free herself from his embrace?" Well, anyway, my good fortune depends on you. I only hope that you can quickly ascend to the throne and unite the land so that we can be together in the open. I love you, Sword Hero, and I will forever love you! "

For a man, the thing that he couldn't stand the most was a woman's confession to him. And this woman was actually a woman that he was in so much pain over.

Zhao Jianhao spoke a lot of comforting words again before the two of them parted ways.

"Boom …"

He would never have thought that the door would be kicked open at this moment. The person who had entered was actually the Second Prince, Zhao Jian Gang. Behind him, there were also two eunuchs kneeling. Those two people were the guards for Zhao Jianhao.

"His wolf eyes landed on Feng Er first, then on Zhao Jianhao." Crown Prince, you're the best. I never thought that you would actually do such a despicable thing behind my back. Today, I am going to do justice to the heavens and exterminate you, you unfilial son. "

As soon as Zhao Jian appeared, he brandished his sword in an attempt to kill the crown prince.

Feng'er quickly stepped forward when she saw him. Don't, don't kill him! "

That sword was simply too swift and violent; it was difficult to pull it back in time. The sword stabbed into Feng'er's body just like that." "Ahh!

"Feng'er …" Zhao Jianhao screamed out in heartbreak as he reached out to hug Feng'er.

"You …" Zhao Jian did not expect that his sword would land on Feng Er's body. One had to know, coveting this woman wasn't something that could be done in a day or two.

When he saw Phuong's eunuch standing outside, asking him why he was there, the eunuch looked extremely embarrassed. When he saw the crown prince's men not far away, he guessed that these two people were secretly having an affair behind the old man's back. He hadn't thought that he would really bump into it this time.

He was just thinking of taking down Zhao Jianhao and forcing him to give up the position of crown prince and this woman to himself. Who would have thought that such an unforeseen event would occur?

The two of them embraced Feng Er, and when they saw that she was on the verge of death, they both started to panic.

Zhao Jianhao glared at him angrily, "Zhao Jiagang, if she has any problems, I'll take your life for sure!"

At this time, Zhao Jian Gang was also embarrassed and did not dare to act rashly.

Zhao Jianhao carried Feng'er into the palace, claiming only that she had been assassinated by an assassin.

Upon receiving this news, Zhao Kangming roared loudly within the palace. His anger caused him to kill several palace maids and eunuchs.

He really wanted to take another look at her, but she was sitting there glaring at him like a tiger eyeing its prey. Such a situation made him not dare to stay behind. However, he continued to send people to the palace to inquire about the news.

Although Feng Er's injury didn't cause her any harm, it still caused her to suffer great damage.

After lying in bed for several days, he finally escaped from danger.

While she was recuperating in bed, Zhao's body was getting worse and worse.

Perhaps he also realized that his health was coming to an end soon, so Zhao's temper also became more and more irritable and bad. Killing someone in the wrong way would be followed by beating and cursing. In just a short period of time, the palace was filled with bloody rain and foul winds. Everyone felt as if they were in grave danger.

In the past, when he was in a bad mood, there was still a princess blocking his way. In this period of time, she was lying on the bed and recuperating from her injuries.

He looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally, he looked forward to Feng Er's injury.

On this day, Zhao Jianming flew into a rage again in the main hall. Someone reported to Feng'er that the Emperor had been calling her name and that he wanted her to come and serve him.

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to escape today's calamity, Feng Er tidied herself up and headed towards the main hall.

Before he even went in, he heard a loud sound of an artifact smashing onto the ground from inside.

"Drag him down, drag him down, chop him down! Tell him that no one can get his hands on him, do you really think that I am a vegetarian?" Cut it off, chop it off, cut it all off! "

Inside, Zhao Jianming kept roaring like thunder, which made Feng'er frown. This man seemed to be more irritable than ever. If he went in now, he probably wouldn't be able to get away with it.

Just as he was planning on how he would be able to escape successfully, the steward walked out of the palace. Seeing Feng'er hovering there, he hurried forward to pay his respects.

"Esteemed Empress, you've finally come. The emperor was just thinking of you going to see him." If we don't go, I'm afraid the emperor will personally come to your palace. No matter what, we won't be able to stop him. "

Feng'er raised her hand to stop the steward's incessant trembling. Then, she walked inside.

He could only be careful, he believed that this tyrant would have a few good days ahead of him.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed through her eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Your majesty, Little Eleven has come. It's been a few days since we've seen the emperor. I've missed you so much!"

A coquettish voice, shy expression, and a little light in the eyes of Zhao Mengming, who was still gasping for air. He extended his hand. "Come here, come here. The empress has been staying in the palace every day for the past few days. She really misses me to death."

He walked over, and before he could reach her, the man reached out and pulled her away.

Seeing the man's prominent cheekbones and lifeless eyes, Phuong slightly trembled. He felt like a living dead man. A living dead person?

Thinking of the living dead, Feng'er couldn't help but think of her own miserable father. If one were to compare his father to this man, it didn't seem like there was much of a difference.

Could it be that the real reason for his father's illness was because he had ingested too much hallucinogenic incense like this Monarch?

Thinking of this possibility, Phuong shuddered.

Zhao Jianming, who was holding her in his arms, immediately felt that she was absent-minded towards him.

"Slap!" Feng Er fell to the ground after receiving the slap. Bitch, you actually dare to think about other men in my arms. I'll beat you to death today, you slut! "

He raised the phoenix and once again sent a slap down on her face. Pitifully, she didn't dare resist, and her beautiful face was continuously slapped a few times by him.

No one dared to step forward and dissuade Zhao from such a mad man.

"Father, this son has something for you to take a look."

Just as Zhao Jianming was about to slap her in the face with another slap, he heard a voice that could release him.

With red eyes, Zhao Jianming pushed Feng'er away and shakily walked over to the chair.

Feng'er, who had been beaten bloody from the mouth and nose, powerlessly collapsed on the ground. Two palace maids wanted to help her up.

However, he was pulled out a guard's sword and with two swoosh swoosh swoosh, the two maidservants jumped onto Feng Er's body just like that.

He felt the warm blood on the body of the palace maid, and it dyed her entire body red. She painfully closed her eyes, and the smell of blood filled her nostrils.

There were the ladies and there were also her own.

Seeing her in such a miserable state, Zhao Jianhao did not dare to make a sound out of anger. Today, he had heard that the old man was going crazy in the palace, and had even sent word for Feng'er to go serve him.

Fearing that she might lose something, he hurriedly grabbed something in his hands. He wanted to borrow it to send to the palace so that he could take a look at Feng Er.

"The Second Prince has arrived!"

Unexpectedly, the news of the Second Prince's arrival came again before he had even gotten up. Today, these two brothers really were well-informed. They came together.

After being tormented just a moment ago, Zhao Jianming had been gasping for air. Only now did he feel a little better.

Ye Zichen waved his hand weakly, signaling them to come in.

In fact, the Second Prince, Zhao Jiagang, had heard that Feng Er had come to visit this old man. Thus, he had thought to make use of this opportunity to visit her. He had never thought that the first thing he would see upon entering the room would be Feng Er crouching beneath the corpses of the two palace maids, with her eyes tightly shut. It was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

He was shocked. This Zhao Jian was a bit careless earlier, but when he looked at it now, he couldn't hide his emotions. He lost his voice and asked, "Imperial Father, what is Imperial Mother doing?"

Due to his poor health and the fact that Phuong didn't give him that kind of hallucinatory fragrance, Zhao Jianming had always felt that he was being disliked.

He was wary of the people around him, especially those who dared to look at Feng Er. He was even more wary to the point of being abnormal. Now that he saw his son come in, he didn't ask about his health, nor did he ask for medicinal pills. After entering, he asked the woman on the ground.

At this moment, the rage that he had suppressed earlier was once again reignited.