Chapter 9, the more beautiful a man is, the more toxic he becomes

Um... the wind and clouds lightly flashed before her eyes, just as she was about to dodge, she suddenly remembered that she could not evade. Cursing inwardly, she allowed Chu Yuanyi to grip her neck. The bone-deep pain instantly spread throughout her body from her neck, and she felt as if her neck was about to be broken by Chu Yuanyi.

Chu Yuanxi frowned in disgust. After comparing the rumors with the person involved, she felt that this individual was even worse than the rumors. At least the rumors claimed that Miss Feng Qi was stunningly beautiful, like a flower, but upon seeing her, one would realize what it truly meant for rumors to be misleading

Frowning lightly, is Chu Yuanxi trained in Peking opera? How did the voice change so quickly

Indeed! It has been about ten years since I became famous! Cousin, it is truly a pity that you did not get to know me earlier, but it is not too late now. We will have plenty of time to get to know each other in the future. Fengyun lightly smiled with a warm tone and immediately walked over, gazing at Chuyuanxi's exceptionally handsome face, her eyes filled with a misty haze.

"Shut up! Who is your cousin! Speak! Where are those two red lotus red-bellied snakes?" Chu Yuanxi looked at Feng Yunqing's misty eyes, which were welling with two drops of tears, without a trace of pity in her gaze

It turns out that some people are eager for Lan Xiaoqing to die! No wonder they seem genuinely anxious on the surface, but in reality, they are just making a lot of noise without taking action, having no intention of saving anyone! Haha! ... How interesting ...

If there were a bed on the ground, or if it were not a scorching bluestone slab, if the sun were not blazing overhead, and if there were no gentle breeze or smoke here, she would not mind lying directly on the ground to have a good sleep.

However, there is a dog hole in Wenchu's backyard. If it is to meet a beautiful woman, and to take a nap on her warm bed of cold jade, she would not mind crawling through the dog hole.

"Ninth Prince, do not take offense; my seventh sister simply enjoys joking around. Who in Nanyang is unaware of her reputation?" Just as Feng Yunqing was about to speak, Feng Qingyan, seeing Chu Yuanxi calling out to Feng Yunqing, felt a tightness in her heart and immediately spoke up.

With a loud bang, it fell directly to the ground three meters away. Fengyun let out a soft "ah" in pain, as if the world had been shaken!

Her originally sharp gaze was tinged with a hint of disdain, and she recalled hearing in the teahouse about her deeds of forcefully seizing handsome men. The disdain in Chu Yuanxi's handsome eyes deepened: "You say this bowl of blood can save Brother Lan?"

Ah! She truly is a cold beauty! Fengyun lightly gazed at Chuyuanxi, seemingly oblivious to the sharpness in his eyes, and the smile on his face deepened. This beauty not only could change her voice but also her expression. Could this be what is said to be possessed only by those of noble blood?

In order to capture the two red lotus red炼 snakes accompanying the moon, she has not slept for two days. Now, after yawning, she began to yawn one after another, and her footsteps in the corridor became somewhat languid and unsteady

Chu Yuanxi coldly spoke, his handsome face solemn, staring intently into Feng Yunqing's eyes, his sharp gaze piercing: "Explain this bowl of blood to me"

Do you think you are plain water? Saying you want a bowl means you get a bowl, is it really that easy? Fengyun Qing wanted to roll her eyes at this, but she desperately held it back. If she had to bleed again, that old man Zhang Bo would directly report to the underworld. That large bowl just now could hold over one jin!

Indeed, it is most suitable to sleep after having eaten and drunk to satisfaction

Stop in your tracks, and the brilliant eyes are instantly veiled by a thin mist, obscuring the earlier radiance. Fengyun lightly turns around, looking at Chuyuanxi, her small face smiling with charming delight: "Cousin! I knew you wouldn't want me to leave. Do you want to enter my Cangjiao Pavilion right now? That would be wonderful! I won't go look for Wenchu anymore; let's go to my Xiangsi Pavilion."

Fengyun lightly thought that so much time had passed, and it was likely that Lan Xiaoqing had long since gone to the Western Paradise. Now that the bowl of blood had been spilled, since it was impossible to visit the sick beauty at the Lan Wangfu, it would be better to return and sleep.

"Are you saying that is snake blood? Is it from the red lotus red-linked snake?" Chu Yuanxi's expression changed dramatically in an instant. Looking down at the ground, the blood had indeed dried up, almost merging with the bluestone bricks, dyeing that area completely red

Damn it, it hurts so much. It has been several years since anyone has grabbed me by the neck. Chu Yuanxi, wait for me to get you into bed and make sure you don't survive this. Feng Yunqing cursed resentfully in her heart, desperately squeezing out two drops of tears on her small face: "Wuw... Cousin... it hurts..."

This fear was quickly reflected on her face, and Chu Yuanxi happened to witness this scene. The disdain in her eyes deepened as she coldly uttered a single word: "Speak!"

Uh... yes! It can be saved..." Fengyun lightly nodded, and upon being swept by Chu Yuanxi's gaze, she shivered slightly, her small face displaying an even more fearful expression: "Cousin... can you... can you not look at me like that... it makes my heart race non-stop... I'm scared..."

Her aunt, the noble concubine, is Chu Yuanxi's mother, so it is indeed correct for her to call him cousin. However, she is still aware of the principle that a cousin is three thousand miles apart. Therefore, embracing him does not violate any ethical or moral standards

Chu Yuanxi stared at Feng Yunqing's eyes for a while, noticing that there was not a hint of color change. He suspected that the indifferent and detached voice he had just heard in the room was merely a figment of his imagination. Upon this realization, he looked at Feng Yunqing again and felt that her character truly matched her appearance, utterly mundane and unremarkable

"Ninth Prince! This girl just loves to play around, don't believe her!" Feng Qingyan immediately said. Thinking that this time, Chu Yuanxi must not be taken away by Feng Yunqing again, she was determined to secure the position of Ninth Prince's consort.

Since it can be saved, go and get another bowl!

Ten days ago, after she accidentally cooked and ate the beloved clivia of Wen Chu, Wen Chu has since set up a complex maze in her small courtyard. Damn it, she has not yet mastered her skills and cannot enter at all

Thinking of the cold jade bed in Wen Chu's room, the weary eyes, burdened by the winds and clouds, regained some spirit as she braced herself to head towards the Cangjiao Pavilion. It had been several days since she last saw Wen Chu!

Is that so? Chu Yuanxi continued to gaze intently at the light eyes of Fengyun. The voice was ambiguous, and the handsome face obscured any discernible expression, yet it inexplicably conveyed a sense of overwhelming pressure.

The figure of Fengyunqing soared in mid-air, subtly dissipating the force. This man was not merely asking; he intended to kill her to end everything once and for all. A flash of insight struck her mind, and she suddenly understood something.

The stunningly beautiful face instantly turned pale, and in a flash, he stepped forward and seized Feng Yunqing's neck with a grip as swift as lightning, his voice cold and eerie as if it came from hell: "Where are those two red lotus snakes? Hand them over!"

"Do you think she trusts you?" Chu Yuanxi cast a cold glance over: "Don't forget, if you can't find the Red Lotus Scarlet Chain Snake, I will annihilate your entire Feng family."

"Speak! The words left unspoken, I will take your life!" Chu Yuanxi looked at Feng Yunqing's face with disdain, and with a flick of her sleeve, Feng Yunqing's body was sent flying into the air.

Not!

I ... ... um ... ... if you don't let go ... ... how can I speak ... ... '' Fengyun lightly had no doubt that this guy, who was reincarnated from the White Bone Spirit, would accidentally strangle her to death.

Indeed, the more handsome the man, the more toxic he is

Upon this thought, Fengyunqing's pair of eyes suddenly sparkled brilliantly, akin to the sun, moon, and stars, yet regrettably, no one witnessed it. Behind her were Chuyuanxi and Fengqingyan.

Seventh Sister

Wait a moment

Feng Qingyan watched with glee as Feng Yunqing was thrown out. Initially startled, she then hurried over, her eyes unable to conceal the look of delight. If Feng Yunqing were truly killed by the Ninth Prince, then from this day forward, no one in the Feng residence would dare to oppose her.

"It's gone, I only managed to get one bowl from those two snakes..." Feng Yun lightly shook his head, glanced at the ground not far away, and pointed at Chu Yuanxi with his lips: "Look! They're all over there! They've dried up long ago, and no matter how extraordinary my abilities are, I can't collect them anymore"

Heavens! A massacre! Then those young masters hidden in her Cangjiao Pavilion also belong to the Feng family? If that is the case, the Feng family must have more than three hundred people! Just imagine over three hundred heads rolling on the ground, Fengyunqing felt a moment of fear in his heart

After taking just two steps, Chu Yuanxi spoke coldly. No longer was her voice the warm and slightly tense tone from earlier; instead, it was deep and chilling, just like the voice she had used in the hall moments ago.