"I want to see His Highness."
A bolt of thunder flashed across the window. Feng Yuran raised his head lightly, and the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth drew a long red line.
"Feng Qingfeng, you're born to be a worthless person. How can you be worthy of the prince?"
Hearing the voice coming from the door, Feng Qingguang seemed to have been stimulated. The rope on her wrist tightened instantly, and a deep whimper came out of her throat.
The woman stopped when she was three steps away from her. She did not hide the hatred in her laughter. "Forget about it. His Highness will not see you."
Zhu Yujin couldn't figure it out. The Feng family had declined, and Feng Qingqian had been a medicine pot since she was a child. Why did His Highness marry this sick man?
"Why?"
Feng Qing Feng's eyes were bright red as she stared fixedly at the woman who was smiling like a flower yesterday and calling her sister.
"It's your fault for being too stupid. You're not qualified to be the prince's wife!" Zhu Yujin saw that she could not get rid of the ropes, so she went forward with relief. "Feng Qing, your hands and feet are useless anyway, so don't take them. When you become a human being, will the prince still look at you?"
A dagger was thrown out of Zhu Yu's sleeve. She held it in her hand and fiddled with it. She could not hide the complacency in her eyes.
Feng Qing Feng was just about to say something when another mouthful of blood spewed out from her throat.
The knife slid across Feng Qingqian's wrist. The sharp pain made her eyes clear a little, and she bit her lips hard.
"Don't worry. I won't let you die so easily. Just wait for the flesh on your body to rot off piece by piece. Feng Qingfeng, don't blame me for not being lucky enough to be a princess."
I'm about to die. Let's see how long you can hold on.
"Hahaha..."
Feng Qing Feng suddenly laughed. Her smile was ferocious as she said, "If you want me to die, you're not qualified enough!"
Zhu Yujin was stunned. Before she could react, she saw Feng Qingqian break free from the rope and stab her with a hairpin from the top of her head.
"Ah..."
Zhu Yujin screamed, and the blood on her face stained her palm. She couldn't stop trembling, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. "You... you b*tch, what did you do?"
"Nothing. I'm just telling you the rules of being a concubine."
There was no longer any sadness on Feng Qing Feng's face. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
When she woke up from this body, she knew that she had time-traveled.
Yesterday was her wedding night. Not only did she not see her husband, but she was also trapped in a new room by a second consort.
The second consort, Zhu Yujin, was a concubine's daughter. She was the Empress Dowager's niece and had always regarded herself as the main consort of the King of Zhou's Manor. She was very arrogant.
If she hadn't deliberately pretended to be weak to confuse him, she would have died today.
Zhu Yujin did not expect that Feng Qingqian, who was so sick, could have such good skills, and the cruelty in her eyes was completely different from the weak woman in the rumors.
"Feng Qing Feng, I'll fight you to the death." Ignoring the pain on her face, she immediately pounced on Feng Qing Feng.
Feng Yuran nimbly moved his body and made Zhu Yujin miss her. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. She was in a mess.
"Is it fun?" Feng light smiled coldly and stepped on Zhu Yujin's chest.
The wedding red shoes, hard bottom shoes, and heels were very painful to step on.
Zhu Yujin felt a sharp pain in her chest and couldn't help cursing, "You b*tch. On the wedding night, His Highness didn't even enter your room. Do you want to be a concubine? You should die early."
"Zhu Yujin, I don't care how arrogant you were in the manor. Remember, from now on, I am the princess and you are the co-consort. You'd better behave yourself. Otherwise, you are the one who can't live or die." She twisted her feet mercilessly, and her tone was indifferent and her expression was stern.
Zhu Yujin never dreamed that Feng Qingqian would be so tough. Not only did she scratch her face, but she also dared to step on her.
It was she who had underestimated Feng Qing Feng. She would definitely remember today's humiliation. She would definitely let Feng Qing Feng know who had the final say in the back courtyard.
"Feng Qing, you wicked woman." Zhu Yujin continued to curse.
"It seems that the lesson I taught you is not enough." Feng light lifted her foot and stepped heavily on Zhu Yujin's belly.
"Ah..." Zhu Yujin screamed, as if someone had stabbed her in the abdomen.
"Zhu Yujin, do you remember it now?"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and the cold wind blew in.
Feng Qingrou's clothes were thin and she could not help but shrink her body. The winter in the Yan Kingdom was so cold.
She took back her feet and sat back on the bed.
His body was indeed very weak. He would be tired in such a short period of time.
She looked up and saw a handsome figure.
His long eyebrows were like a sword, his body was like a jade tree, and his face was sharp and cold. His dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
A head of black and dense hair was scattered, looking natural and unrestrained.
Even if Feng Qing Feng had seen many handsome men in the army in her previous life, she had to admit that this man was the best-looking man she had ever seen.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, save me!" Seeing Xiao Feimo appear, Zhu Yujin saw hope again. She got up from the ground and shouted, "This woman wants to kill me, Your Highness, save me!"
Xiao Feimo had no expression on his face. He just glanced at her coldly, and then his eyes fell on Feng Qingrou, who was sitting steadily on the edge of the bed.