Chapter 1358: Have you played enough?

Listening to the noise inside, Feng Qianyan's face became increasingly ugly.
She gritted her teeth and showed an almost hideous smile at Concubine Hui, and said, "Concubine Hui, are you satisfied now?"
Wu Wan's face is also not pretty.
But she also just smiled: "Sister Ning Fei, what do you mean by this?"
Feng Qianyan was angry, and said, "What does it mean that the concubine Hui was not saved just now? Do you think that the concubine has completely collapsed, so you can sit back and relax?"
"..."
This is actually speaking to Wu Wan and Gao Yurong's heart, but neither of them can admit it.
Gao Yurong stepped forward and said, "Ning Concubine Empress, don't get me wrong, our empress definitely doesn't mean to die."
"Then you just watched from the sidelines, for what?"
"This--"
Gao Yurong smiled and said, "In fact, our mother knows very well that you will be fine with Concubine Ning."
"Oh?"
"Because Empress you have a trump card, even if the noble concubine is pampered now, and you have to deal with you again, Empress Ning will not be afraid at all."
"..."
Her words made Feng Qianyan's eyes brighten. She lowered her head subconsciously, looked at her lower abdomen, and suddenly understood.
Gao Yurong said again: "If the empress can be a man in one fell swoop, let alone be afraid."
"..."
"So, our mothers don't come forward, but we don't want to make any extra effort. Besides, now the situation is unknown, and it is difficult to say what the concubine will do in the future. There will always be someone on the stage and behind the scenes to deal with it."
Feng Qianyan glared at them for a while, then sneered: "I hope you will do what you say."
After speaking, she turned her head and glanced at the camp unwillingly, then turned and left.


In the camp at this moment, there were endless bangs.
Nan Yan made no sound, her thin body was pressed by Zhu Feng, unable to move at all, she could only grit her teeth and punch him in the chest.
Bang-Bang-Bang!
Every sound came from my own hand and went to my heart.
Her strength, even if she ran out, wouldn't be much, it was not enough to make Zhu Feng feel the pain, if it was normal, it would even be like tickling him.
But at this moment, pressing her warm body, looking at her desperate and angry eyes, and tears gurgling from the corners of her eyes, the invisible armor on Zhu Feng's body seemed to disappear invisible at this moment.
Each of her punches not only hit her own body, but also wanted to hit her own heart.
He gritted his teeth and carried it so hard.
He just clutched her hand and refused to let it go.
The two were in a stalemate like this. I don’t know how long Nan Yan’s hands were sore, and he didn’t even have the strength to raise his arms. Zhu Feng only gritted his teeth and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Is it enough?"
"..."
Nan Yan did not speak.
Even if a big hand is covering her mouth, she can feel that she is gritting her teeth hard, holding back something, her soft hands can't move, she can only hold his lap and support his chest. It seemed that that was her last bit of stubbornness and last bit of resistance.
Until this time, Zhu Feng slowly retracted that hand.
And then she could see that she had been biting her lower lip, already biting her skin, a trace of blood flowing down the corner of her mouth, looking miserable and hopeless.
And on her, the clothes torn by him.
And the exposed, white skin.
She shed tears, but stubbornly said: "You, is enough?"