How much does Feng Luan know about love?

"don't want--"

Feng Zhiwei rushed over from a distance, grabbing the gleaming sword, but she was still a step too late, the blood burst out and splashed on her face and eyes.

Wheels.

The head with ferocious eyes was cut off and rolled away, looking at her with reluctance.

Rong Jing died just like that. In front of her, she could really see his head cut off and his body decapitated.

"Do not--"

"Rong..." Jing——

Before the name was uttered, a strong arm pulled Feng Zhiwei who was about to pounce on him back fiercely.

"Slah" sound.

The red-yellow robe embroidered with five-clawed golden dragon was torn apart, Feng Zhiwei fell on the dragon chair, her head hit the gold armrest painfully.

The man grabbed her by the hair, forced her to look up, and slapped her face with a bloody sword.

"Feng Zhiwei, can Rong Jing still protect you at this time?"

The cold words were like a sharp knife with thorns, piercing her heart directly, the blood was dripping from the poking, and then pulled out with the flesh.

Can Rongjing still do it?

Rong Jing had already been decapitated by this red-eyed man, yet he asked if he could?

"Qi Ye! Why didn't you kill me?"

Feng Zhiwei's neck was stalked, with tears in the corners of her eyes, she struggled hard, like a wounded beast, with its young fangs open.

She looked at the blood-stained sword and wanted to hit it, but was slapped back on the dragon chair by him.

"Want to die? Oh, isn't that too simple?"

"The first female monarch of the Dafeng Dynasty, if you don't play well for hundreds of times, won't you lose such a good body in vain?"

After speaking, Qi Ye pulled her ankle and put it on his hip.

Feng Zhiwei looked at him in disbelief, what did he want to do?Want to humiliate Rongjing in front of her corpse?

"Qi Ye, you beast!"

"What's the matter? In front of your brother Rongjing, you don't want Chenghuan? Oh, have you forgotten that you used to pant under me every night and shouted to do it again?"

Feng Zhi trembled slightly.

Startled, she began to struggle desperately.

She had his child. She wanted to give him a surprise. She wanted to wait for him to come back, so she told him that they had a child, which belonged only to the blood of the two of them.

In the end, he came back, but he stepped into the capital with hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and killed her lover, relatives, and subjects. She really regretted it, and wished to die with him!But... the child in her womb is innocent.

Feng Zhiwei twisted her body violently, her hair loose, "Don't! Let me go, I'm pregnant, let me go!"

She reached out and patted his back, struggling to get down.

"You let me go, that's your child!"

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, "So what if you're pregnant? Whether it's the evil seed in your belly, or the entire Dafeng Dynasty, you must die!"

At that moment, Feng Zhiwei felt that her whole body was about to be pierced, and her back arched in pain.

"Call out, call out, just like before, call out!"