Jiurao said calmly: "When I rescued you from Jinyulou, you had cold iron locked on your body, but your martial arts were not destroyed."

"Yes." Luan Fei nodded, "This is Feng Ling's negligence. When he trapped me in the palace, I was drugged in my daily meals and could not use martial arts, but when he wanted to do anything to me, I would never let him succeed even if I died."

After a pause, he felt a self-deprecating chill on his face, "During that time, I used many methods of suicide. I used a broken teacup like a shrew driven crazy. I used my broken teacup to cut my neck, hit my head and beat my head to the wall, and made my head bleeding, biting my tongue and biting my mouth blood... Anyway, I was doing everything I could, either hurting him or myself. In the end, he exhausted his patience, and ordered people to build a cold iron chain to lock me and send me to the brothel."

He had the intention to torture him, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at Jinyulou, no one gave him any medicine, and his martial arts gradually recovered.

Later, when he met Jiurao and opened the chain, he was completely free.

And his freedom indicates the demise of Feng Kingdom.

Jiurao could think of the explosive power generated when a person was forced into a desperate situation.

Luan Fei was obviously an inconquering hard bone for the Emperor of Feng Kingdom. His pride was hard and hard even if it was broken, which made the man completely useless.

In extreme frustration and anger, he must have wanted to completely destroy Luan Fei's pride, so he sent the person to the brothel.

After all, in the world, except for the palace, there are only the most ways to rectify people in brothels.

But the only thing the Emperor of Feng Kingdom did not expect was that Luan Fei would have the chance to be free.

Whether it was because he was greedy for beauty and left Luan Fei's life, or because he was careless and obeyed Bai Qingli's advice, he sent Luan Fei to the Jinyu Tower.

The fact that Luan Fei is free is his biggest miscalculation in his life and a fatal miscalculation.

This miscalculation will make him pay a price he never imagined.

Jiu Rao sat up, slowly reached out and hooked Luan Fei's chin, looking at his handsome face, especially the dazzling cinnabar between his eyebrows: "Now, no matter how you look at it, you can't see any trace of a shrew."

Luan Fei narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips: "I was not born to splash."

"Yes, I was forced." Jiu Rao smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were a little joking, "So should I treat you better in the future? Otherwise, if you force you into a shrew, it seems to damage your image as a general."

Luan Fei twitched his lips lightly, and he was silent for a long time before whispering: "I will not make any trouble to Your Majesty."

When Jiurao heard this, she finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Of course I won't be tantrums to me." Jiu Rao smiled, "You are my Pojunxing, and your future responsibility is to fight and guard the territory for me."

After saying that, he pinched his face, "When I go back this time, I will order troops to take over Feng Kingdom. I will grant you the title of General."

Luan Fei's heart moved and he was about to kneel down: "Thank you--"

"No need to thank you." Jiu Rao pulled him, and did not let him kneel, turned around and walked out, "Follow me to go out for a walk."

Luan Fei said nothing and followed Jiurao quietly.

The period of Feng Kingdom was once a humiliation that he did not want to mention again, and even he did not want to think about it in this life, but I don’t know when... It seemed that from the time when Ji Huangyu volunteered to go to Daxia to use the beauty plan, he gradually became indifferent to the past.

After all, it is just a bumpy experience in life.
Chapter completed!