Fu Sangxian and Puyang Tang spoke up, "Granted."
"Thank you, Your Highness," Ziyu said happily.
The princess of the vassal state was so angry that her chest heaved violently.
She worked hard all day, racking her brains to win the championship and earn a promise from the emperor.
To his astonishment, he lost to an unknown woman who was barely pretty but as rude as a man.
What's most infuriating is that the reward she wanted was a jar of wine brewed by that woman.
Without a second thought, the princess of the vassal state lashed out with her whip.
As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Ziyu suddenly turned around and firmly grasped the princess's whip.
The princess of the vassal state tried to pull the whip back, but failed.
Ziyu smiled coldly, and with a forceful flick, she threw the princess of the vassal state away.
The whip moved through the air like a snake, dazzling and difficult to see, skillfully binding the princess of the vassal state.
“Princess,” the envoy called out.
Ziyu, holding the whip, glanced down at the princess with disdain before half-squatting down.
"You'd better take your envoy back obediently, or you'll never return!"
The girl's eyes held a bloodlust beyond her years, as if she had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The princess of the vassal state seemed to be hovering on the edge of death, her whole body radiating an icy chill, as if she had fallen into the depths of hell.
Ziyu said coldly, "I am just a maid of the Imperial Concubine. If you are smart, you should not provoke the Imperial Concubine anymore."
After saying that, she released the whip and returned to Fusang's back.
The envoy rushed over and helped the princess of the vassal state up.
"Princess? Are you alright?"
The princess of the vassal state came to her senses and replied with a pale face, "It's nothing."
She looked at the girl beside the emperor.
Fu Sang gave her a kind, slight smile.
The princess of the vassal state immediately looked away, and returned to her seat in fear and trepidation.
If what that woman said is true, she and her ministers might really perish on foreign soil.
Fu Sang was slightly bewildered.
Although she was pleased that Ziyu had helped her slap the face of the vassal princess, she only smiled in response when she saw that the princess was quite frightened.
Why is the other person acting like they've seen a ghost?
After the autumn hunt, night fell over the entire hunting grounds.
The tent was dotted with lights, casting two shadowy figures on its surface.
Fu Sang leaned leisurely against the soft couch.
Just as he was engrossed in reading a miscellaneous book, a figure blocked the light in front of him. He moved to another spot, and the figure blocked the light again.
Fu Sang put down his book and raised his little head.
What are you doing?
Puyang Tang's handsome face showed displeasure, conveying a "come and coax me" look.
Fu Sang sat up and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Puyang Tang remained silent.
Fu Sang tugged at his sleeve with a hint of helplessness.
"Come here and tell me."
Puyang Tang sat down next to her, embraced her soft, delicate body, and said, "You are not allowed to give her the Purple Jade Peach Blossom Wine."
Fu Sang chuckled.
Puyang Tang pursed his thin lips into a straight line and said unhappily, "Those things are all mine."
Everything she made belonged to him.
Fu Sang raised his hand and patted his head, saying, "I have already promised Zi Yu in front of the court officials. If I don't give it to her, wouldn't I be breaking my promise?"
Puyang Tang said sullenly, "No one dares to say anything about you."
Fu Sang coaxed, "But I can't live with myself doing this. How about just this once?"
"good……"
Sudden.
The candles inside the tent went out.
The young emperor's eyes flashed with anger, and he immediately pulled the girl into his arms.
A chilling glint flashed in the darkness, heading straight for the two people on the soft couch.
Puyang Tang slammed out a palm strike fiercely.
"Bang!" The assassin was knocked away.
At the same time, several more people leaped into the tent, their swords gleaming coldly.
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