Chapter 699 Be Good, Ok?

Feng Lingxue didn't know what kind of pain it was, because she was numb. The four whips tore her skin and flesh, and she felt dizzy and her vision was black.

She was raised in A Jiao's room for so many years, and she was also precious, and she had never suffered such pain.

When she first entered A Jiao's room as a child, she was also whipped by A Jiao's mother, but she remembered that she didn't feel any pain at all.

But now, the pain rushed from her limbs to her heart, and the pain was unbearable.

In the blurred vision, she saw his familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face. Brother Ying loved her very much. That year, she was about to turn 18 and had her adult ceremony. Brother Ying said he would take her away. She was very happy and nodded vigorously.

The two hid in the corner of the room, where no one could see, and their breaths were entangled.

She buried herself sweetly in Brother Ying's arms, and at that moment she wished that time would stop from then on.

What a wonderful time those were.

Brother Ying was only 21 years old at that time, so warm and warm.

At this time, her jaw suddenly hurt again. Xuanying increased the strength of his fingertips, wishing he could crush her bones.

"You are so distracted, are you thinking of that man?" Xuanying raised his other hand and gently slapped her stunning cold face with the whip in his hand. He smiled carelessly, "Three years ago, I didn't wait for you, so I went back to find you. I heard that you were bought at a sky-high price at the coming-of-age ceremony. Your room upstairs was closed, and there were a group of plainclothes guards outside. I guess the man in your room is a big shot. Tell me, who did you sell it to?"

In the past three years, he sent people to investigate, but there was no news.

No one knows who the man in her room was.

The man who could buy her at a sky-high price must be powerful, prestigious and influential.

Thinking of that man, Xuanying's dark glass eyes overflowed with bloodthirsty and vicious aura. He would definitely pull this man out and break his body into pieces.

He would not let either of these adulterous couple go!

Feng Lingxue's pale face was covered with cold sweat, but she was even more shocked. She didn't go to the appointment. Did he come back to find her?

She didn't know.

Looking at his cold and handsome face, Feng Lingxue shook her little head, "Don't... ask, I won't... tell..."

Xuanying's eyes suddenly darkened, looking for death!

He grabbed her slender arm like a lotus root with a big hand, and dragged her directly into the bathroom.

Feng Lingxue couldn't walk, her whole body was numb, she was dragged all the way by him like a broken rag doll, embarrassed, miserable, and without dignity.

After entering the bathroom, he threw her into the frosted glass door, and then raised his hand to turn on the shower.

In an instant, cold water poured down from above, soaking all her wounds.

Pain!

Feng Lingxue was shocked, and her exquisite body began to twitch under the cold water, looking weak, helpless, and pitiful.

The bright red blood mixed with cold water flowed down from the inside of her thighs, and then formed several streams at her feet.

At this time, the vision was dark, and the tall man came over, and the water soaked his silk pajamas, but he didn't care. Compared with the blood all over the ground, he was more gloomy and terrifying.

"I'll give you another chance. Tell me, who did you sell it to, and who is your adulterer?"

He stretched out his big hand to pick up her little face, and a cold syllable popped out from his teeth, "If you don't tell me, I will ruin your little face. Let's see how you, a prostitute, can go out and hook up with men in the future?"

She was born with a stunning appearance, and the most valuable thing was this little face.

Wait until he ruins her face, and see how she can go out and sell herself.

Feng Lingxue's tortured breath was floating, and her vision was getting darker and darker. She couldn't see people clearly.

She raised her two little hands with difficulty, and her little hands trembled in the air and grabbed his pajamas. Her pale red lips moved, and she was talking.

Xuanying put his ear close to listen, she was saying---Brother Ying, it hurts... Lingling hurts...

Brother Ying, it hurts.

Lingling hurts.

It was as if a big hand tightly grasped his heart, making him feel pain every time he breathed.

He lowered his ink-colored eyelids, and at this time a small hand touched up and touched the half silver mask on his right face.

With a "snap", the mask fell to the ground.

His right face was exposed to the air, and the slightly cool touch made him squint suddenly. He stretched out his hand and pushed the woman in his arms away.

Feng Lingxue's exquisite back hit the cold porcelain surface and fainted directly.

Xuanying raised his eyes and saw the right half of his face in the mirror in front of him.

He was born handsome, and every facial feature and line was carefully carved by the painter, perfect and exquisite.

But now his right face is covered with knife marks, one, two, three... the dense knife marks are mixed on his originally handsome face, which looks extremely hideous.

It's disgusting.

He felt disgusted when he looked at the right half of his face.

Now he is wearing this half mask, neither human nor ghost.

If someone sees this face of his, they will scream, thinking they have seen a ghost.

Xuanying pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyes to look at Feng Lingxue who had fainted on the ground. The knife marks on his face were all caused by her!

Three years ago, he went back.

He went upstairs and wanted to push open the door. He wanted to take her away.

But the men in black guarding outside knocked him down. He lay on the ground, and someone took a knife and cut his face again and again.

They were laughing wildly,

---Look at this loser. His woman was bought by another man. It feels so sour, right?

---Bah, don't you see what you are? You can't sleep with Feng Lingxue in Gillian's room. Do you have money in your pocket?

---You are not even worthy of cleaning our boss' shoes. When you see this Miss Feng in the future, you should call her concubine.

---This Feng Lingxue is going to be our boss's concubine. You poor boy, get out of here as far as you can.

The knife cut his face. He was stepped on the spine and insulted by those people. His hands were on the ground. He looked at the closed door in front of him with bloodshot eyes. At that moment, he swore in his heart that he would come back one day!

The pain he suffered today, he will return it double when he gets there!

Xuanying closed his handsome eyes, lowered his eyes and coldly glanced at Feng Lingxue who fainted on the ground. He turned around and left mercilessly.

...

Feng Lingxue trembled her feathers like a small fan, and then opened her eyes weakly.

Where is she now?

She was lying on the sofa in the compartment of a luxury car, covered with a wool blanket.

She moved and wanted to get up.

But it hurt.

After being whipped four times, she was numb at first and couldn't feel it. Now her senses were revived, and the tearing pain from her body attacked her all at once, making her sweat coldly.

"Miss Feng, don't move. The doctor has bandaged you. If you move, the wound will tear again." At this time, the nanny spoke.

Feng Lingxue lowered her eyes and looked at herself. Her wound had indeed been treated.

"Miss Feng, take a good rest. The young master has told you not to let you die."

Can't let her die.

Feng Lingxue pulled her little fist and said hoarsely, almost whispering, "I won't die, I won't let myself die, I still have very important things to do..."

She cherishes her life.

She won't die.

At this time, the luxury car stopped, and Feng Lingxue looked sideways at the bright window. Now she has returned to Country A.

Country A, Nanxing Palace.

Several bulletproof X-luxury cars stopped, Ah Zhou respectfully opened the back door, and Xuan Ying came out.

He wore a black windbreaker today, and heavy black boots on his feet. The half of his handsome face that was exposed was exquisite and evil, making people unable to look away.

Feng Lingxue looked at him in the car, "Mammy, are we going to get off?"

"No, the young master has his own mansion, Hanshan Garden, and the Nanxing Palace is home to the Nanwangjue and his wives. The young master is just here to pay his respects to his mother."

"The Nanwangjue is his father, so is his mother the Nanwangfei?" Feng Lingxue asked softly.

The nanny shook her head, "No, the young master's biological mother is just Concubine Yu, and the young master is a bastard, but since he was a child, Prince Nan has been particularly fond of the young master."

"The young master has extraordinary intelligence, calmness and restraint at a very young age. Prince Nan trained the young master as his heir, but this Concubine Yu was so bold that she secretly sent the young master out of the mansion when the young master was six years old and hid him in A Jiao's room. Prince Nan was furious, so he disabled Concubine Yu's eyes and cut her tendons, making her a useless person."

"Over the years, Prince Nan has been looking for the young master. He only found the young master in A Jiao's room three years ago and took the young master back to the West Palace."

"The young master really didn't disappoint anyone. He has the talent of an emperor. It only took him three years to be on par with Prince Xi and dominate one side, so Prince Nan dotes on the young master very much."

Feng Lingxue looked at the tall and strong figure outside the window. He stood in front of the car and looked up at the South Palace.

At this time, the gate of the Nanxing Palace was opened, and many people came out to welcome him.

The one in the front was Nan Wangjue, who walked forward and patted Xuanying on the shoulder with satisfaction, "My son is back."

Xuanying had no expression and did not call "father".

The one behind was Nan Wangfei, who quickly laughed at her in a yin and yang tone, "The Silver-faced King's merits are getting bigger and bigger, and his airs are getting higher and higher. It has been three years since he came back, but he still refuses to call you father. Are you blaming the master for abolishing your lowly mother?"

Xuanying lifted his ink-colored eyelids and glanced at Nan Wangfei lightly.

That look was grim and sinister, which made people shudder.

Nan Wangfei trembled with fear, but still insisted, "Did I say something wrong..."

With a "slap", Nan Wangjue raised his hand and slapped Nan Wangfei.

Ah!

Nan Wangfei screamed and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Nan Wangjue stared at her coldly, "If you dare to contradict my Ying'er again, I will divorce you!"

"Master! Wuuwuwu..." Nan Wangfei burst into tears.

After such a scene, Xuanying had no expression on his face. He looked up at the Nanxing Palace.

At this time, two maids pushed out Yu Qie who was sitting in a wheelchair. Yu Qie was only forty years old, but her hair was all white.

Compared with the well-maintained and gorgeously dressed Nan Wangfei, this Yu Qie was blind and had broken tendons. She had been tortured for more than ten years and had no human form, like an old woman.

Seeing his mother, Xuanying quickly spread his long legs and stepped forward. His tall body squatted on one knee in front of the wheelchair. Warmth and softness overflowed from his always dark and gloomy glass eyes, "Mother."

He raised his head and called "Mother" devoutly.

At this moment, he was not the silver-faced king who killed enemies on the battlefield and stood at the peak of power. He was just a son, a returned son.

Yu Qie couldn't see, and her voice was cold, "You are not my son!"

Xuanying paused.

"I don't have such a disobedient son. More than ten years ago, I sent my son away from this bloody and dirty killing field and asked him to be an ordinary person. My son is gone. I don't know you, who is already covered in blood. Smelly villain!"

Listening to his mother's reproach, Xuan Ying rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and soon he gently raised the corners of his lips, stretched out his palm to touch his mother's hand, "Mom..."

Concubine Yu raised her hand and slapped Xuan Ying's handsome face.

"Go away, I never want to see you!"

Concubine Yu pushed the wheelchair by herself, turned around and left.

Xuan Ying was still squatting on the ground. His entire handsome face was knocked off his face, and his outline was so tight that it turned white.

At this time, his confidant Ah Zhou stepped forward and said, "Master."

Xuan Ying raised his hand, and Ah Zhou quickly retreated.

He stood up slowly, stretched out his right hand, touched the slap mark on Jun's face with his hand, and then turned around and got into the car.

There was never any emotion on his handsome face, not even a frown between his brows.

No one could tell what he was thinking.

"Ying'er." Prince Nan wanted to step forward.

Xuan Ying dodged for a moment, not letting Nan Wangjue touch him.

Nan Wangjue froze, then coughed quickly and said, "Ying'er, the Jingzhou area has been very uneasy recently. There have been many bandits. In the past two days, you have led the army to wipe out all those bandits."

Xuan Ying raised her thin lips and said, "Yes, Prince Nan."

Ah Zhou opened the rear door, Xuan Ying lowered his waist and got into the car, and the bulletproof X luxury car sped away.

Feng Lingxue was sitting in the car behind him, so she was not qualified to sit with him.

But she had a clear view of what had just happened.

Her heart suddenly clenched hard, aching for him.

There was always a cold and cruel aura about him, but why did she think he was lonely?

His mother suffered more than ten years of pain and torture before sending him away from Nanhang Palace. Why did he come back?

This place is full of cold conspiracies and bloodthirsty calculations, and he will have to bear his mother's hatred for the rest of his life.

…

Hanshanyuan.

The bulletproof X luxury car parked at Xuan Ying's residence, Hanshan Garden, half an hour later. Grandma opened the rear door and Feng Lingxue walked out.

Ahead, Xuan Ying also got off the car.

Feng Lingxue looked sideways at him, but he didn't even look at her.

She could only see the cold and sharp side lines of his face, so handsome and delicate.

He was slapped just now. Does it hurt?

She wanted to step forward, walk to his side, and gently touch the place where he had been beaten.

She felt distressed.

I feel really distressed and distressed.

"Master, are you back?"

At this time, several delicate voices sounded. Feng Lingxue raised her eyes and saw seven or eight women running out.

These women were all top-notch beauties, thin and fat. They twisted their waists and threw themselves into Xuan Ying's arms like little foxes having fun.

"Master, you are finally back. We miss you so much."

Xuan Ying opened his arms and hugged a beautiful woman with one arm.

Seeing this scene, Feng Lingxue quickly lowered her head. She looked at her toes. Is this his harem?

She had known for a long time that although he did not marry a concubine, he had a lot of beautiful concubines in his harem.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she still felt sour and painful.

I feel so uncomfortable.

She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to reach out and grab her heart.

At this time, a beautiful woman looked sideways and saw Feng Lingxue, "Master, who is this?"

Countless jealous and hostile glances fell on Feng Lingxue.

Feng Lingxue was stunningly beautiful. Although these beauties were also young and beautiful, they were overshadowed by Feng Lingxue.

Sometimes beauty is really about strength.

Beautiful women are most susceptible to jealousy and rejection, especially in a harem where so many women gather together.

Feng Lingxue raised her seductive cold eyes and looked at Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying raised his eyes slightly, and his dark glazed eyes fell on her palm-sized face, "She is my new...slave."

He said she was a slave.

The women quickly covered their mouths and laughed, "Oh, it turns out to be a female slave. Let her live in the slave room. Master, you have to come to our room tonight."

Xuan Ying hugged those women and left, "There are so many of you, which one should I choose tonight?"

he's gone.

all gone.

Feng Lingxue could still hear his romantic laughter. She slowly raised her fist and dug her nails into her palm.

…

Feng Lingxue lived in the inferior room with the servants.

The next morning, two maids pushed in the door and pointed at her, "Put on these clothes and go to work quickly. From now on, you will be a maid. Don't think about being able to climb up to the young master." bed!"

Feng Lingxue took a look and saw that they had thrown over a maid uniform.

She didn't say anything, but put on the maid uniform.

After getting dressed, she went downstairs, and someone directed her, "Hey, you, hurry up and get the dishes and chopsticks to the dining table. The young master and Miss Yuyu will come down for breakfast later."

"Last night the young master chose Miss Yuyu to sleep with!"

Feng Lingxue put the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table in a mechanical and stiff manner, and all she could hear was that---he asked Miss Yuyu to sleep with him last night.

There were so many beauties in his harem, and even though she knew he couldn't be the only one, she still felt heartbroken.

No one wants to share a man with another woman.

In fact, she hates country A. Men in country A can have harems, while other countries are monogamous.

The Gu Mohan she knew was so affectionate. She saw the look in Gu Mohan's eyes at Tang Mo'er, which seemed to hurt people to the core.

She also hoped in her heart that one day, someone would rule the world and abolish the harem system.

A lifetime, a generation, a pair of people.

Feng Lingxue was thinking messily, when the voices of other maids sounded in her ears, "Master, Miss Yuyu."

Someone came down.

Feng Lingxue quickly raised her eyes to look up the stairs. Xuan Ying walked down the stairs with a tall and strong figure. He wore a black V-neck T-shirt with sexy and toned muscles inside, and a dark brown t-shirt underneath. Wearing trousers, with the trousers tucked into black military boots, and a long black windbreaker on the outside, he looks handsome and cold. The flamboyance and gloominess perfectly blend in his body, making it so evil that people can't take their eyes away.

Next to him is Yu Yu, who is wearing a pretty peony cheongsam, with a beautiful little face that is white and rosy, and the spring scenery is bright.

Yu Yu's little hand held Xuan Ying's strong arm affectionately, looking sweet and proud, much like a favored concubine in the harem.

Feng Lingxue felt her heart sting, she lowered her head and stepped aside.

Xuan Ying took Yu Yu into the restaurant.

At this time, grandma stepped forward and handed over a pill, "Miss Yuyu, please take the medicine."

This is a contraceptive pill.

Did he really have sex with Yu Yu?

Feng Lingxue picked up the maid uniform with her two small hands.

"Master, I don't want to take medicine. Can I not take medicine?" Yu Yu looked at Xuan Ying and pouted her red lips coquettishly.

Xuan Ying sat at the main seat in the restaurant. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Yu gently, "Be good, okay?"

These two simple words were the emperor's order.

Very intimidating.

It makes people dare not resist.

Yuyu had no choice but to take the contraceptive pill and put it in his mouth, drank some water and swallowed it.

"I want to eat eggs, you, I'm talking about you, why are you still standing there, come and peel the eggs for me!"

Yu Yu pointed at Feng Lingxue arrogantly, as if she regarded herself as the hostess here.

Feng Lingxue quickly stepped forward, stretched out her little hand and began to peel the eggs.

Xuan Ying raised his dark eyelids and glanced at Feng Lingxue indifferently. With this glance, he did not look away.

The maid's uniform had small lapels and a pinch-waist style that perfectly outlined her voluptuous waist. The loose skirt underneath fell on her knees.

It had only been one night since I'd seen her, but I was still amazed by her stunning cold face.

There seems to be a magic power about her that fascinates men.

Seeing Xuan Ying's eyes falling on Feng Lingxue, she never moved away. This Yu Yuqi didn't hit her, so she stretched out her hand and knocked the egg off Feng Lingxue's hand.

"Where did you come from, this lowly maid? Her hands and feet are so clumsy that she can't even peel an egg!"

Feng Lingxue lowered her eyes, the egg rolled around, and finally landed next to a pair of black military boots.