Finally, the two of them stopped!
The tip of Xuan Tian Ye's sword had already reached Feng Yu Heng's throat. It had practically reached her throat, but it was just a tiny bit away. It was just a tiny bit away; however, it was stopped.
He had no choice but to stop because Feng Yu Heng's whip had already been tightened to its limit. Xuan Tian Ye was like a silkworm that had been wrapped up. From head to toe, he could not move at all.
Feng Yu Heng still had a sinister smile on her face. Reaching out, she gently pushed the sword away. Without looking at him, she began to examine the sword.
She looked left and right with a puzzled expression, "Didn't third brother say that you wanted to compete with me in swords? You even said something about your sword. Although it's sharp, my whip is longer. That's why neither side is at a disadvantage. Then what is going on now? "
While she spoke, the whip in her hand twisted once more. Xuan Tian Ye was on the verge of suffocating. Using his internal strength, he wanted to break the whip, but he found that it was completely futile.
Feng Yu Heng reminded him: "Third brother, you should take it easy. Not to mention whether or not you can break free, but even if you can, Xuan Tianming's whip, if you break it, he will need to look for you to compensate."
Xuan Tian Ye's heart trembled. Xuan Tianming's whip? Looking at it again, he found that it was indeed the case. The golden bracelet, with hidden barbs, was so flexible that it could not be cut by a knife, and had been used to whip people for a long time with a bloody smell. He had long felt that it was familiar, but he was so angry that he did not have time to think about it. Now it seemed that Old Jiu had given his favorite and best whip to his wife.
"A prince of a country, the dignified Prince Xiang, is fighting with a little girl that has not even celebrated her 13th birthday. You even used hidden weapons. You really are shameless." Feng Yu Heng scolded him without any care. Although the blood in her eyes had faded, it was replaced by a thick layer of disdain.
The whip in her hand was pulled a little tighter, and the wounds on Xuan Tian Ye's body became even deeper. One after another, they were on the verge of forming a river.
Feng Yu Heng just looked at him and didn't say anything. Her eyes changed from disdain to silence, then from silence to indifference, then to insidiousness, ferocity, and finally, a strong murderous intent.
Xuan Tian Ye received the message from her eyes, and two words immediately appeared in his mind. It's over!
Sure enough, Feng Yu Heng twisted the whip in her hand round and round, faster and faster. The whip wrapped around his body, from his skin to his flesh, from his flesh to his bones. His flesh rotted and his blood flowed. Finally, the sound of his bones breaking could be heard.
Xuan Tian Ye was in so much pain that he cracked a few teeth from gritting them, but he was still unable to stop the pain.
The large amount of blood loss caused his dizziness to become more and more intense. There were a few times where he nearly fainted, but every time he was about to faint, Feng Yu Heng's whip would tighten even more. The pain caused him to wake up.
This was truly inhumane torture. Xuan Tian Ye was both ashamed and angry. His veins popped out, and he finally could not endure the torture, rushing to say: "Kill me! Kill me! "
Feng Yu Heng pointed at her own whip: "Aren't we in the middle of killing you! It's just that Heng has never killed anyone before, so she is not as skilled as third brother. That's why she is killing you a little slower. Third brother, endure a little longer. You're about to die. "
She spoke as though she was killing a pig. He was about to die, and Xuan Tian Ye also knew that he was about to die. The bones in his body had already been broken to the point that there were not many good ones left, especially his knees. He could feel that they had practically shattered. If it was not for him being wrapped up by the whip, he would not have been able to stand at all.
He was not afraid of death, but he was unwilling to die like this. He had been planning for many years, and Gan Zhou still had a large number of soldiers waiting for him to mobilize. What would it mean for him to die at the hands of a little girl?
Moreover, there were so many people watching. There were people from the Feng family, the eldest princess of Qian Zhou, the servants of the Xiang Palace and the official wife that he wanted to kill. These people were all watching him be humiliated by a little girl. This was even more unbearable than taking his life.
Xuan Tian Ye wanted to open his mouth and curse Feng Yu Heng. Unfortunately, part of the whip was wrapped around his throat, causing him to only be able to let out an "ah ah" sound. He was unable to say a single word.
Finally, his vision began to blur, and his consciousness began to fade. The pain on his body also began to numb. No matter how Feng Yu Heng twisted the whip, he would not feel any more pain.
Xuan Tian Ye knew that he was about to die. He was finally about to die.
It was just that this feeling of helplessly watching him die was truly too uncomfortable. Pain, horror and humiliation coexisted. Even if it was Xuan Tian Ye, he had completely lost his mental defenses. He had to admit that this girl from the Feng family was a perfect match for old ninth. When it came to torturing people, one was better than the other. She had all sorts of tricks, and there was no end to them.
He let out the last breath in his chest and did his best to keep his eyes open. Through his blurry vision, he took one last look at the sky that was no longer clear. His eyelids then began to droop, and he slowly closed them.
He would just die like this! He thought that perhaps he would not be fated with the throne in this life, but he really wanted to know. This girl had killed him so openly. How would she explain it to the old man in the palace? That old man had never liked him, but his own son had been killed. He would not be able to live with it, right?
He thought in a daze, and his consciousness gradually faded. Finally, he did not even have the energy to meditate.
In the instant that Xuan Tian Ye's head drooped, Princess Xiang, who had been standing on the steps of the Xiang Palace, suddenly felt her legs give out, as she fell to the ground. A servant at her side quickly went to support her; however, they heard her say: "It's good that he's dead. With him dead, he will no longer harm me. He will no longer harm anyone else."
At this moment, Kang Yi's thoughts were: With Xuan Tian Ye dead, who should Qian Zhou find to ally with? Dashun had three provinces to the north. Qian Zhou was determined to obtain them. The new emperor must be an ally of Qian Zhou.
Feng Jin Yuan's thoughts were: Xuan Tian Ye died? The prince that he had spent so much money to support had died? Could he get back the money that he had spent?
At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with countless thoughts. Even the servants of the Xiang Palace were thinking. With their master dead, where should they go?
The legs of the advisor that had helped write the death contract trembled. He was an advisor, a strategist and an aide. He knew too many things about Xuan Tian Ye. With Xuan Tian Ye dead, who knew how many people would want to take his life. Would he be able to escape?
But only Feng Yu Heng knew that Xuan Tian Ye had not died!
He still had a heartbeat. She still had a pulse. It was not that she was being benevolent. She was just thinking, for her to kill a prince like this, would that not be the same as openly provoking the Emperor? Although she had a written challenge, if the Emperor became angry, he would not care if she was dead or not. He could just find a random reason to kill her.
Of course, she did not believe that she would die. In the worst case, she still had a life-saving space. Even if she stayed in that space, she would be able to last until Tianwu died.
But what about Xuan Tianming?
She could not have Xuan Tianming hide in her space with her, right? With a grown man hiding in there, would he not die of dejection?
In his heart, the Emperor favored Xuan Tianming. He had given him a great deal of help and support, but this depended on Xuan Tianming working hard. If he did not have the military merits of the Northwest, if he did not have the help of the officials, even if the Emperor favored his ninth son, it would be useless.
She could not allow Xuan Tianming's many years of hard work to be wasted because of a moment of anger. Falling out was the last and most desperate method. As long as there were other methods to think of, she did not want any changes to Xuan Tianming's current situation.
While she was thinking, she subconsciously loosened her grip on the whip. The person whose head had already drooped began to gasp for air.
But who knew that at this time, Princess Xiang, who had fallen to the ground, would suddenly stand up and rush towards her. Once she got close, her hand gripped tightly onto Feng Yu Heng's whip. She did not care that the barbs on the whip were pricking her hand and causing her to bleed. She only used all her strength to pull the whip even tighter. As she pulled, she said: "Heng, third sister-in-law knows that you have been fighting for a long time and do not have any strength. Don't worry, if you don't have any strength, third sister-in-law will help you pull! Third sister-in-law will help you strangle him to death! "
Everyone was stunned. Although everyone knew that Prince Xiang and Princess Xiang appeared to be in harmony, they did not think that Princess Xiang would hate him to this degree!
With her actions, the people of the Xiang Palace could no longer sit by and watch. Immediately, a housekeeper and maidservant rushed forward, desperately pulling on Princess Xiang. That maidservant was also quick-witted. As she pulled, she said: "Princess Consort, did you have another relapse? This is a prince ah! Quickly wake up! "
Saying that she had another relapse, she helped Princess Xiang escape responsibility. Even if the Emperor asked in the future, what could a person who had fallen ill argue about?
At this time, Feng Yu Heng no longer had any strength left. She just held the whip in her hand, and all of the strength came from Princess Xiang. She knew that this sister-in-law hated Xuan Tian Ye to death. She also began to ponder. If the third prince died at Princess Xiang's hands, would she be considered free of her crime?
But when she thought a bit more, she felt unreconciled. She wanted to get revenge. Only when the enemy died at her own hands would it be considered revenge. Letting someone else do it was not in the slightest.
As she thought, she suddenly reached out and tapped an acupuncture point on Princess Xiang's wrist. Princess Xiang felt her wrist become sore, and she could no longer hold onto the whip, as she immediately let go. After letting go, she wanted to grab it again; however, she had already been carried back into the manor by the servants.
Everyone then heard Princess Xiang's shrill voice, "Heng, kill him! Kill him! Xuan Tian Ye does not deserve to live! You must kill him! "
Feng Jin Yuan immediately followed up and said: "Heng, think thrice. You must think thrice!" While he said this, he forcefully tugged at Kang Yi, wanting Kang Yi to say a few words of advice. In any case, he had already sent someone into the palace to pass along the message.
But Kang Yi did not react in the slightest. She just stared at the two people in front of her in a bit of a daze.
At this sort of time, was there any point in her saying anything? The third prince had been injured to this degree. Not to mention whether or not Feng Yu Heng would spare his life, even if she did, was there any hope for him to recover? If he could not recover, what was the difference between living and dying?
Feng Yu Heng took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the whip. She was thinking one last time. Should she kill or keep him?
At this time, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind her. She subconsciously wanted to dodge; however, she felt that although the wind was coming at her, it did not have any ill intentions. Instead, it was a bit familiar …
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