Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Nangong Yao's hand suddenly stopped and the towel fell to the ground.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the person in front of her, and couldn't help but wonder, "Who... are you?"

"Didn't they investigate me privately a few days ago, but they didn't find anything? Are Young Master Si's people so bad?" Nangong Yao looked cynical.

The upright rogue looked so familiar, and repeated: "You...Jon Snow?"

"That's really bad! Nangong Yao! You can't even find out this... But, who is Jon Snow? Lover? That's not right, don't you have Young Master Si?" Nangong Yao said with disdain and teasing.

For some reason, Yu Xiaoqiao felt very comfortable with his teasing, "Feng Xuenuo, my wife in my previous life! We met in college and were together for many years... I miss her so much."

Nangong Yao turned around as if she was dazed, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands, and then poured water for her, "Oh, wife, what is it? "University", isn't it a book?"

Maybe I was too focused and the water overflowed onto the table.

Nangong Yao hurried to wipe it, "Look, you fooled me..."

He swallowed the "circle" back, walked over with water, and helped her drink.

Although Nangong Yao is a man, Yu Xiaoqiao not only did not reject him, but also felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in her heart, "Fortunately Yu Chuwan's kung fu is not very good, and the wound is not deep, otherwise you would be dead!"

Yu Xiaoqiao stared at him blankly, letting him chatter on and on, "Why did you save me?"

Thinking about the embarrassing situation just now, Nangong Yao suddenly felt the desire for revenge and grabbed Yu Xiaoqiao's waist, "Because, this young master has taken a fancy to you! He wants to capture you and make you his concubine!"

"Okay!" A hint of mischief flashed in Yu Xiaoqiao's eyes. Lao Mu's dog nose must be right.

Nangong Yao was startled and smiled, "So, Miss Yu is such a fickle person!"

"She is so fickle, poetic and picturesque, very nice!" Yu Xiaoqiao looked at him intently.

This was a catchphrase that Feng Xuenuo often said in his previous life.

Nangong Yao stared at Yu Xiaoqiao intently, leaned over to help her lie down, "It's better to stay alive first. If you lose your life, you can neither be Yang nor Hua!"

"Being a happy and carefree ghost is great!" Yu Xiaoqiao became more certain that he was Feng Xuenuo. No matter what kind of skin he wore, his soul would never change. However, his talking skills had improved a lot.

Trained by Qi Tianyi?

If Lao Mu saw this, he would definitely doubt his own dog eyes!

snort!

Although I don't know why you refuse to admit it, I will definitely make you admit it with your own mouth.

Yu Xiaoqiao made up her mind and couldn't help but smile.

Nangong Yao caught a glimpse of the cunning in her eyes and couldn't help wondering: What are you thinking about, little girl? Whenever she has this look, it's bound to be bad news.

Nangong Yao's heart trembled, and his grip loosened. Yu Xiaoqiao fell heavily onto the bed, screaming miserably.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Yao asked hurriedly.

Yu Xiaoqiao's expression was distorted with pain, and she grinned hoarsely, "The wound seems... torn!"

Nangong Yao was busy checking.

Yu Xiaoqiao coughed twice, "Mr. Nangong, there are differences between men and women, don't touch each other!"

"I'm sorry! I'll call a doctor to examine you right away." Nangong Yao was at a loss as to what to do, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said seriously.

Seeing his panic, Yu Xiaoqiao smiled, and even her eyebrows and eyes bloomed like flowers.

She wanted to take out a sound-transmitting butterfly and send a message to Si Wenming, but she couldn't summon the space with her mind.

Maybe he was injured and too weak.

As I was thinking about this, I fell asleep feeling sleepy.

……

Feng Zisu dragged Feng Musheng and fled to a secret passage.

Feng Mucheng was lost in thought and didn't speak a word.

He repeatedly compared his previous life with this time. How could it be possible that after all his efforts, he still failed to change his fate?

No, there are changes.

Last time, Yu Xiaomo was found by Ruman and brought to his birthday party, but the soul of the old witch king sealed in the ring was not awakened.

This time, Yu Xiaoqiao brought him here. No! He was not seen in the birthday celebration team. He emerged from underground!

Although I am in disgrace this time, I died in my last life, but I am alive this time!

Feng Musheng suddenly laughed out loud, and Feng Zisu was frightened. "Father, father, what's wrong with you?"

"Haha! I'm still alive! Alive! Alive... is the kingly way, it's everything! As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood." After laughing, Feng Musheng actually became cheerful.

Reputation is worth nothing, power can be lost and regained, just be alive!

Everything is possible!

"I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your green mountains, and you won't have firewood to burn!"

Feng Musheng looked in the direction of the familiar voice, his old eyes full of confusion, "What do you mean? I am your master?"

"Master? If you hadn't betrayed the old witch king and colluded with Qi, how could I have wandered around the Northern Frontier since I was a child, living a life worse than a dog! If you hadn't used the witch order to trick my mother into pledging loyalty to the Northern Frontier and create disputes, how could she have been disliked by the emperor, depressed every day, and committed suicide by jumping into the river! If it weren't for you,...how could the emperor be so concerned about me...It's all because of you, it's - you!"

Li Mochen's usually dull face was now extremely excited, as if all the pain and resentment he had been holding back for a lifetime were now bursting out like a wild horse running free from its reins!

Feng Musheng's body softened and he collapsed into Feng Zisu's arms, "So... you knew it!"

"Yes, I knew it! Considering your kindness in raising and cultivating you for several years, I will leave your body intact." Li Mochen said, holding the sharp sword in his hand and stabbing it straight into Feng Muchen's chest.

Feng Zisu stepped forward to block him, but was slapped away by Li Mochen.

The sword pierced Feng Musheng's chest, and blood gushed out.

Feng Zisu burst into tears, "Second Prince, please spare his life for the sake of his instruction and teaching of witchcraft!"

"Hmph! Feng Musheng, you still don't know! Why did Yu Chuwan's sword miss? Why was the force not strong enough?"

Feng Musheng looked at Feng Zisu, but Feng Zisu didn't dare to look up.

"Yes, it is your good daughter! She used up half of her internal energy to remove the effect of the puppet poison. Otherwise, how could Yu Xiaoqiao still be alive... and how could she be so vulnerable at this moment!"

Li Mochen's expression, which had been distorted by anger just now, has regained some of its former calmness. He turned around and said to Feng Zisu.

"Have you ever asked your good father why your mother took you away? It was because she couldn't bear to watch her husband kill his brothers and his best friend who grew up with him!"

Feng Zisu looked at the dying Feng Musheng, crawled to his side with Si Wenming's lips moving slightly, and looked at Li Mochen, "He made mistakes, but he paid the price for it. His wife left him, his apprentice betrayed him, and even his most trusted subordinates were unfaithful... Your Highness... spare his life."

"Haha, what a joke! People like him don't deserve to be alive! They don't deserve the chance to make a comeback!" Li Mochen waved his left arm, and Feng Zisu was slapped to the side again.

Li Mochen did not use any witchcraft, but stabbed Feng Muchen with the sword.

After all, even if a person is reborn, his fate cannot be changed!

the difference is!

In his previous life, he died at the hands of Yu Xiaomo, but in this life, he died at the hands of his own apprentice's sword.