In the Days of Being a Maid In Ancient Times

"As far as I know, the eldest son of Zhou and you have a good relationship this week! I just don't know how much weight the eldest son of Zhou has in your hearts." Murong Huaide looked at the blood-stained dagger in his hand, and his eyes were full of killing.

Feng Yi watched as the knife in Murong Huaide's hand slashed Zhou Yu's face, blood dripped down Zhou Yu's angular face, Feng Yi's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously clenched the knife in his hand. Knife.

Standing opposite Feng Yi, Zhou Yu could clearly feel that Feng Yi was angry. He was afraid that Feng Yi would not be able to help him because of him, so he could only gesture to Mu Feng with his eyes and hold Feng Yi.

In the days when Mu Feng lived in Zhoujia Village, he also developed a tacit understanding with them. He knew what the other party wanted to express with just one look. When Feng Yi was about to start, he successfully held him, "Uncle Feng, don't worry."

Feng Yi gritted his teeth, "Don't hurry, Zhou Yu is about to break his face."

Mu Feng whispered, "Could it be that Uncle Feng has forgotten Grandma Jiang?"

After hearing this, Feng Yi calmed down, looking at the confident two, his expression returned to indifference.

Zhou Yu glanced down at the dagger on his face, and said indifferently: "Second Highness must have forgotten that I am not General Zhou's biological son, but adopted by Mrs. Zhou. If Second Highness threatens General Feng and the eldest grandson of the emperor with me, I will be afraid. It was the wrong idea!"

After listening to Zhou Yu's words, Murong Huaide was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal. If it wasn't for Zhou Yu's approach, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

Murong Huaide sneered, "Eldest Young Master Zhou is probably underestimating his own weight!" After speaking, he stopped paying attention to Zhou Yu, let go of his hand and looked at Mu Feng proudly.

"Good nephew, you said that the uncle has so many people in his hands. What if you are scared and kill them all! I think you'd better retreat first."

Mu Feng looked at Murong Huaide with a cold face, as if he was watching a clown jumping on the beam, "Second uncle, you should put down your weapons as soon as possible, maybe my father will forgive you for the sake of seeing your mistakes. Life."

This sentence seemed to annoy Murong Huaide. He raised his eyebrows and roared loudly, "Bah! He is also worthy of being born to a concubine."

"I was born by the queen, the authentic royal son-in-law, this throne should have been mine, and he, a concubine, still wants to get involved and dream!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard heavy footsteps coming over in unison. Mu Feng turned his head to look, and saw his father walking towards this side with a livid face. Obviously, he had listened to all what Murong Huaide said just now. go in. "

"Second brother, what you said is too ugly."

Murong Huaide watched Murong Huai'an come over, and said with a gloomy expression: "You came just in time. If you don't want to see these people die because of you, let them retreat."

Murong Huai'an stood in the middle and looked at the ministers who were kidnapped by Murong Huaide, thought for a few breaths and said calmly: "Okay, let's retreat, and I'll trouble the second brother to remember his own words, let these ministers go, we two Don't involve these innocent people."

Murong Huai'an chuckled, "My good brother, he really thinks of everyone all the time, it's a pity."

Mu Feng had a disapproving expression on his face, "Father, we finally got in. If we retreat like this, it will be difficult in the future."

Murong Huaide knew what Mu Feng meant, but he couldn't watch the ministers die in vain because of the war between them.

Feng Yi's eyes are also full of disapproval. They have sacrificed so many people at this step. If they quit here, all their previous efforts will be wasted.

It's a pity that Han Yanqin, the old fox, is no longer there, and no one can persuade the third prince.

At this moment, he saw Zhou Yu, who was standing behind Murong Huaide, move. He grabbed the guard's threatening hand and lifted it up, stabbed his elbow back, turned around quickly, and instantly subdued the guard. .

Before the second prince could react, he kicked Murong Huaide, who was standing in front, from the steps. Feng Yi saw the smile on his face and quickly stepped forward to grab the sword in Murong Huaide's hand. across his neck.

He said happily: "Now that the second prince is in our hands, let him go! Otherwise, my sword will not have long eyes."

The change only happened in an instant, and before the leader of the Royal Forest Army who followed him could react, the second prince was already in the hands of others.

"emperor?"

Murong Huaide's eyes were full of horror now. This feeling is that who can understand who the sword is on his neck, and said in a trembling voice: "Let it go! Let it go."

In the end, General Liu came out, looked at them and said calmly, "Together!"

Murong Huaian: "Okay."

Both sides entered a state of preparation, and together they let go of Zhou Yu and stayed behind to see that the minister was slow, and took advantage of the situation.

There are no hostages on both sides, and I don't know who shouted, and the men and horses fought together, and the palace suddenly became chaotic. Mu Feng and Feng Yi only brought the vanguard this time, except for the beginning. The momentum was coaxing, but in fact the number was about the same as Murong Huaide. Fortunately, in the final white-hot stage, Han Yanqin brought people over and subdued the second prince and his party.

The war on the side of the Golden Palace has subsided, but the inner courtyard of the palace is still in chaos. Looking at Feng Yi who is still cleaning up the mess, Zhou Yu has no choice but to come forward and remind, "Master, I'll help you watch here, the mistress is still there. The inner courtyard didn't come out there!"

Feng Yi: "Didn't you tell her to hide?"

Zhou Yu

"It's hiding, so you have to go and see it!"

Feng Yi: "Okay!" After saying that, he ordered a few people, "You guys are going to the inner courtyard with me." After that, he was about to leave.

Zhou Yu shouted loudly: "Master, Mistress is waiting for you in the cold palace, don't look in the wrong place."

When Feng Yi arrived at the Leng Palace, the gate of the Leng Palace had been broken, and the cries inside were endless. The second prince's group seemed to know that they were dying soon. woman.

Feng Yi looked at the mess inside, and felt an unprecedented panic in his heart. While shouting the name of Nishang, he frantically searched the crowd.

After he kicked twelve doors, he finally found Nishang in a remote small yard. At this time, her clothes and headdress were messy, and she was holding a blood-stained dagger in her hand, and her eyes panicked and fiercely looked at the two in front of her. The soldier said in a hoarse voice, "Don't come here."

The soldier didn't pay attention to her at all, and he rushed up with a sinister smile on his face. Just when Nishang was so desperate that the dagger was aimed at him, he saw Feng Yi standing in front of him with blood stains, and the two in front of him also Qi Qi fell to the side.

At this moment, Nishang seemed to see the gods, and she rushed into Feng Yi's arms regardless, and cried down to him, "You are finally here."