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The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation ) Chapter 1845

Chapter 1845 - 1934 concubines 35

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

At this point, only Sima Zhao was left among the four princes. He ascended the throne and caused a wave of bloodshed in the imperial court.

While he was stabilizing the imperial government, Feng Zhen sent people into the capital.

Using almost the same method, a group of soldiers charged straight into the capital from Xuan City, causing chaos in the capital. Finally, they opened the city gates for Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen had 300 thousand troops. General Feng was in charge, and he was the vanguard.

300 thousand well-trained troops could almost flatten the capital.

Before Sima Zhao’s throne was warmed up, Feng Zhen’s men rushed into the palace and tied Sima Zhao up from Gan Qing Palace overnight, controlling him in the sky prison.

Sima Zhao was detained in the sky prison, next door was the Xu family that he had officially married.

Back then, the Xu family adored him, schemed against Xia Ling for Sima Zhao, and pushed Xia Ling into the water.

And now, the Xu family had lived for more than three years since their wedding night

Sima Zhao had not seen her for a long time, and only after carefully identifying her did he recognize the Xu family.

He swore that he had not touched her for three years, but Xu Shi’s belly was puffy. She looked like she had been pregnant for seven or eight months!

This was simply a great humiliation for a man. Sima Zhao called Xu Shi over with a smile. When Xu Shi got closer, he grabbed her neck with his big hand and used so much strength that he almost strangled her to death.

Xu Shi bit him and escaped death.

After that, she refused to come over to his side. Sima Zhao looked at the woman who had betrayed him and thought of the woman who might have become the empress outside. He spent every day in the heavenly prison to torture her.

“I want to see Feng Yan! ” He requested time and time again.

Time passed day by day, and the Xu family’s stomach started to move. It was already time to give birth.

The Xu family was carried out and brought back.

Holding a newborn baby in his arms, everyone in the heavenly prison was congratulating Sima Zhao.

Congratulations to the Sima family for finally having a descendant who was also Sima Zhao’s bloodline.

He knew that they were deliberately trying to anger him, but Sima Zhao endured it. In the end, he could not hold back the mouthful of fresh blood and spat it on the bars of the heavenly prison.

Xu Shi had given him an LV hat, and Feng Yan was ruthless. He had hurt Xu Shi for her, fought with Feng Zhen for three years, killed his own brother for her, and became the most respected person in the world… …

All of this, Sima Zhao had done it for Feng Yan.

Only the most powerful person could obtain the most powerful woman, and Feng Yan was not worthy of his deep love for her.

Sima Zhao was immersed in the illusion of his love for Feng Yan that he had created, and he was unwilling to come out.

He claimed that he loved Feng Yan deeply, and he swore that he would ascend to the most honorable position, and then rely on this honorable position to get everything he wanted!

However, he failed.

The loser became a bandit. They were tortured in this prison and lived in darkness day by day. To Sima Zhao, this was even more torturous than letting him die.

*

General Feng and Madam Feng would never ascend to that position again.

Therefore, Feng Zhen was pushed onto the throne and became the first founding emperor of the Feng Nation.

As his empress, Xia Ling followed Feng Zhen and held the world in her hands, making an oath for the rest of her life.

As for Sima Zhao, he seemed to have been forgotten by everyone. No one mentioned him. Everyone thought that he died when Feng Zhen broke through the palace gates.

Only a few people in the palace knew that Sima Zhao had never died.

There were people in the heavenly prison who were specially watching over him to prevent him from hanging himself.

Lady Xu raised the child and lived beside Sima Zhao. The child grew up day by day. He did not look like Sima Zhao at all, nor did he look like lady Xu.

Sometimes, when the prison warden in the heavenly prison looked at him, he felt that this child was very similar to the third prince who had once lived.

The fourth prince’s imperial consort had given birth to the last child of the third prince, who had passed away a long time ago. If this news were to spread, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

With the mood of chaos in the noble circle, the warden just stood guard over Sima Zhao and provoked him whenever he was free. He used the Xu family’s child that was not like him and the third Prince’s child to provoke him.

Ten Years, twenty years… …

Xia Ling and Feng Zhen never had a child. They made the old son of General Feng and Madam Feng the Crown Prince.

On the other hand, Sima Zhao lived a dark life. Facing the Xu family who hated him, and facing the son who was in name his son but was actually a bastard, he just lived in the prison of the Imperial Palace.

“I want to see Feng Yan. ”

“I want to see Feng Yan. ”

From love to hate to love, Sima Zhao still did not understand why Feng Yan was so devoted to him when they eloped in the mountain village. Why did everything change when they returned to the capital?

Was she forced or did she want to.

Did she change her heart or did she never love him?

Sima Zhao kept his thoughts to himself. He wanted to see Feng Yan every day. However, Xia Ling knew that Sima Zhao was unwilling to accept it. She never saw him.

Was this the most painful thing in the world A lifetime was long and hopeless.

*

In this life, she and Feng Zhen did not have children.

Feng Zhen treated her extremely well. He had always pampered her and spoiled Xia Ling. He did not care about Xia Ling’s lawlessness.

He had never cared about his children. No matter how many courtiers petitioned Feng Zhen to fill his Harem and extend his children, Feng Zhen would always ignore them.

As the emperor, Feng Zhen had only wanted to have a high status and be worthy of Feng Yan. Who would have thought that he would walk all the way to the highest position in the human world and enjoy the glory and wealth of the human world.

However, no matter how good the highest position was, it could not be compared to his original intention.

When Feng Yan eloped with Sima Zhao and Feng Zhen stood guard on the tree outside the thatched cottage, that pampered woman’s voice seemed to bring him into a new world.

“Feng Er, come in! ”

After so many years, Feng Zhen had never forgotten.

His surname and name were all given to him by Feng Yan.

He loved her and used the name of Feng Zhen that he had given him, regardless of whether his children were born or not.

*

Many years passed. One morning, the calm and stern emperor suddenly fell from the Dragon Chair in the study.

Xia Ling rushed over in a hurry. Feng Zhen lay unconscious on the couch in the palace.

Ten years had passed. The middle-aged man had grizzled hair at his temples, and his cold and solemn face was tense. It was obvious that he was suffering from an illness.

All of a sudden, the emperor fell from the Dragon Chair in the study. This scene was truly horrifying. The people in the palace were so scared that they quickly went to find the empress. The imperial physicians moved the emperor onto the couch for treatment.

The results of the treatment were not optimistic.

When Feng Zhen was a secret guard back then, in order to force out the potential in his body and practice high-level martial arts, his body had long been secretly sick. After so many years of recuperation, it had not been effective. Now, judging from his pulse, it seemed that his time had come.

Xia Ling stood beside Feng Zhen and listened to the voice in her mind. She gently squeezed Feng Zhen’s hand.

As the master of the Palace, Xia Ling strictly ordered the palace people to keep secrets. She invited the Old General Feng and Mrs. Feng into the palace.

Xia Ling lowered her head and kissed Feng Zhen’s forehead. She helped Feng Zhen Trim the white hair on his temples and whispered.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you away right away. “.

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

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Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"

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