Counterattack of an Alluring Princess

Duanmu Youyun's face changed and changed again. Hearing Bei Mingxiao's words was a little weird, he looked at himself again: "So I have been in a coma for many days..."

His eyes lit up and he slapped his forehead sharply: "By the way, I remember, it's Xia'er..."

He finally remembered that An Xia drugged him.

His complexion changed a few times before he straightened his face and looked straight at Bei Mingxiao: "I can cooperate with you, it's just a matter of peace between the two countries?"

"I promise you." Bei Mingxiao only hesitated, then nodded in response.

"This matter must be agreed by the emperor." Duanmu Youyun shook his head: "You are only the third prince, a prince."

"Don't worry, I will let the emperor agree." Bei Mingxiao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I should." Duanmu Youyun was also happy, and nodded without hesitation: "A gentleman says it's hard to chase a horse."

He patted Bei Mingxiao on the shoulder.

In the fire room, the little maid beside Sima Feiyu sneakily spilled the powder into the soup, looked around, and walked out cautiously. Before coming out, she was stopped by a guard and carried it with one hand. She walked to the mountain behind.

The little palace lady couldn’t react, and she was covered in her mouth before she shouted out. She was terrified at this time. There was fear in her big eyes. She had been in the palace for many years. At this moment, she naturally understood her situation. .

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She is still young and naturally does not want to die.

I wanted to help my master to do something to improve his status, but now it's better, and it's a dead end.

Rong De followed closely behind him, his eyes were cold, this Sima Feiyu was really vicious.

Of course, I have to admire everything she arranged.

Just as Rong De was thinking about it, the guard holding the little palace lady in front suddenly turned around. Rong De hid in the dark in time. There was some distance between the two. Therefore, he couldn't see it. To what.

It's just that seems to have been discovered in general.

Rong De was also a little bit confused, hiding in the dark without direct action, and on the other side, Mo Yuan had already walked back to the post house, deliberately walking around outside Sima Feiyu's courtyard.

Sima Feiyu in the room was taken aback for a moment, then sneered.

It seemed that he didn't care about Mo Yuan at all.

Mo Yuan was also a little surprised, not understanding what the woman was doing.

Didn't she wait for her to leave before doing it? Now he is not guilty?

Thinking about this, he even called the Iron Cavalry Guard to arrange something and went to the fire room in person.

Today's plan must not be faulty, otherwise the road behind will be even harder. Duanmu Youyun wakes up, Sima Huaxiong is not awake, and Dongli even accuses Bei Ming.

At that time, the relationship between the two countries may be broken, and wars may also be triggered.

This was something that Mo Yuan didn't like to see for the time being, after all, the old emperor's body could not last long.

The new emperor's access to the throne is unstable, and Bei Ming will be hit hard.

The medicine in the Huofang had already been taken away, and the hospital was sent to Sima Huaxiong's room.

"Hmph, fight with me, you are all too tender." Sima Feiyu tugged at the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

There was a touch of complacency on her face, and she was not ignorant of what Mo Yuan was making, but she was just scheming.

See who is better.

"His Royal Highness." At this moment, the little palace lady who was going to put medicine came in and whispered.

Sima Feiyu, who was still proud of the last second, froze there suddenly, turned sideways abruptly to look at her, and pointed her at her, but was speechless. According to her plan, the maid must die.

It's just now, but he is standing in front of him alive.

Make her feel like hell: "You, don't come over? Are you a human or a ghost?"

His face turned pale, and his whole body trembled with fright.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm Xiao Lan." The little palace lady looked at Sima Feiyu with a face of ignorance, but there was a coldness in her eyes. At this time, she tried to conceal: "The thing is done..."

It is respectful.

Slightly lowered his head, not to see Sima Feiyu.

The hands in the sleeves clenched tightly.

"Good, good!" Sima Feiyu was scared: "Nothing happened, right? Is everything going well? Didn't anyone find it?"

"Your Royal Highness, don't worry, Xiaolan will not have any problems with her affairs." Xiaolan replied in a low voice. Her neck is still hurting, and the mark on Nale is very deep and deep, so she won't be able to do it forever Forget the feeling that death is approaching.

She hated the master in front of her even more. She tried so hard, but almost died.

If you are servile, you will be sober.

"That's good, that's good..." Sima Feiyu coughed dryly, smiled fakely, the fear on his face was obvious: "My palace is tired, you go down first."

Xiao Lan didn't leave: "His Royal Highness, I've said it, and I will be rewarded after everything is done."

She was so angry that Sima Feiyu clenched her fists. She wanted to see what happened. She sent out the best guards in the group of guards brought by Dongli. Even a little palace lady hadn't solved it. The opponent also sent a master.

Only now that the plan has changed, she dare not act rashly.

Finally, I understood why Mo Yuan would walk around in front of his yard. This was deliberately to confuse himself.

"Reward, of course there is a reward." Sima Feiyu looked at Xiaolan and said viciously, while taking a jade bracelet from his wrist, standing there, a bit condescendingly arrogant.

Yang handed Xiaolan over to take it, with a deep murderous aura.

Xiao Lan hesitated for a moment, and walked over, and took it smoothly, but she felt a pain in her hand. When she looked down, she got a needle in her hand. The eye of the needle was black and it was spreading.

"Ah..." Xiao Lan shouted.

As soon as her voice fell, Mo Yuan and Bei Mingxiao rushed in: "What happened?"

Xiaolan had fallen to the ground, her face turned blue, and she looked at Mo Yuan and Bei Mingxiao pitifully.

"Oh, the third prince, Lord Hou, I'm just disciplining and disturbing the two." As soon as he saw Bei Mingxiao, a smile appeared on Sima Feiyu's face, covering his viciousness and fierceness.

He even raised his hand to help Xiaolan: "It's okay. Go out and remember what the palace confessed in the future. If you are confused, please go back to the east with the prince and don't stay with the palace."

It really seems to be teaching a palace man.

Bei Mingxiao and Mo Yuan looked at each other before looking at Sima Feiyu again: "Princess Feiyu, someone saw this little palace lady enter the fire room, so we are here to ask if this happened."

Xiao Lan wanted to say to stand up, but she was out of strength.

"When did it happen?" Sima Feiyu's complexion sank, and even Bei Mingxiao was here, she couldn't hide it: "What are you going to the Huofang for? I don't know if the princes of the two countries are unconscious, and the Huofang Is it a great relationship? Are you not making trouble?"

"Where did the emperor sister start?" Sima Huaxiong's voice sounded in the yard, his voice very cold and cold.

Sima Feiyu subconsciously looked through the window, with a look of fear: "Tai, Prince..."

She looked at Xiaolan in horror: "You, haven't you done it?"

At this time, she already understood that her plan had failed, and she didn't have to hide anything at all.

This Sima Huaxiong came up, and Xiaolan was not dead, and then she realized that she was too tender and was being played around by the other party.

Xiaolan had already been poisoned at this time and couldn't speak at all. Sima Huaxiong stepped forward and glanced at Xiaolan: "Sister Huang, this is your poison, is it to kill the mouth? Isn't it too late."

He naturally understood that he was calculated by these calculations.

But all this is here, and Duanmu Youyun's denial is even more useless.

An Xia’s matter can only be dealt with later.

As long as he lives, he will definitely get revenge, and it is not too late for a gentleman to revenge for ten years.

Obviously, now Beiming and Xiling have reached a sense of cooperation, but Dongli and Beiming's peace, but because of Sima Feiyu's waywardness, the trouble cannot end.

Bei Mingxiao had already told him what happened in the past few days.

Of course only the key points.

Having said that, Sima Huaxiong had already detoxified Xiaolan, and gave a bitter look. Now, he doesn't want to be soft on Sima Feiyu, the emperor sister.

In any case, this chess piece has to play its biggest role.

If you can tie the Wei family, you can also grasp Bei Ming's form.

"Come here, take Xiaolan down and take good care of it." Before Sima Feiyu could say anything, Sima Huaxiong shouted to the door.

Then he looked at Bei Mingxiao again: "The third prince, this matter is up to you. Dongli will never interfere. However, the marriage between the princess and the Wei family cannot be destroyed. After all, Marshal Wei has defiled my emperor sister."

Now he can only fight for this.

Originally, when he woke up, he could still threaten Bei Mingxiao with An Xia. At this time, it seemed that he was stealing chickens and losing rice.

After he slept for so long, Bei Mingxiao had arranged An Xia's affairs a long time ago. Coupled with Sima Feiyu's trouble, he had nowhere to reason about the coma a few days ago.

Beiming University can push everything to Sima Feiyu.

Dong Li couldn't take advantage of it at all, and his plan would also be affected.

Therefore, he can only bear it.

"Of course, the Wei family has no objection, and Bei Ming has no objection." Bei Mingxiao is also worthless for Wei Si, but the marriage really cannot be pushed.

"Okay." Sima Huaxiong nodded: "My palace has just sobered up and is unwell, so we will discuss other matters."

He also said that he gritted his teeth and capsized in the gutter.

"Come here, send His Royal Highness back to the East Courtyard." Mo Yuan ordered behind him.

The confrontation with Xiaolan had already happened, and even the guard sent by Sima Feiyu to kill Xiaolan was in Sima Huaxiong's hands. This time, Sima Feiyu was too careless.

Of course, she wants too much.

At this time, Sima Feiyu was already limp there, her face was completely unwilling, holding her fists bitterly, she wanted to take time to kill Wei Siyuan, so the marriage might have to be advanced again.

She hates the thought of marrying into the Wei mansion.

He clenched his fists and hummed coldly in his heart. Waiting for the marriage to pass will not make the Wei family feel better.

Bei Mingxiao and Mo Yuan left the yard, the expressions on their faces were still a bit heavy, and they all understood that they would not be kind to Dongli.

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