The Empress Behind the Veil

Chapter 418 You Really Don't Fear Death

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“Everyone is afraid of death, but at least I don't want to live too confused, because if it were like that then even my death would not be obvious!

“Are you really not afraid of death?”

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“No fear.” Leng Bingxin did not lie, looking at Bei Fengchen while saying word for word, without the slightest fear in her eyes.

“I can't believe when a knife is placed around your neck, you won't tremble at all?” While speaking, Leng Bingxin already felt her neck feel cold.

Bei Fengchen's knife was already placed on Leng Bingxin's neck so quickly.

In the darkness, the two pairs of cold eyes blinked. It was already like a stubborn fellow confrontation, and also like a life and death fight.

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During that period of time, Leng Bingxin did not feel any pain in her neck. Leng Bingxin even closed her eyes, as if she could feel the sensation of a blade piercing through the flesh, but there was nothing at all. It was just that Leng Bingxin's heart was a little sore, and the pain was slowly easing.

“Why? Do you still need to hesitate to kill someone who threatens you? If you are so worried, can you occupy the world stably in the future?” Leng Bingxin opened her eyes and said with a hint of cynicism.

Bei Fengchen did not take it seriously, instead saying helplessly: “It turns out that you do not love yourself so much.” He said this with a little unclear, now it seemed that he was the one who did not appreciate Leng Bingxin's life, it was clearly him who put the knife on her neck, it was clearly him who wanted to kill her.

“Huh! Life and death, isn't that all based on just one sentence from the Prince?” Leng Bingxin said as she let out a cold snort, there was a sharp glare being released from her cold eyes.

“You...” Bei Fengchen is speechless, can only put down the knife he has in his hand. Then after fumbling for a while, he took out a bottle of porcelain and said: “I didn't come to kill you, nor did you need to use words to provoke me, my purpose here was entirely due to your injuries.”

Leng Bingxin lowered her head, there was a look of surprise that flashed in her eyes, then her look returned to its original calmness.

“This is the Yulu ointment given by Qinghao as we go, this ointment is made of hundreds of precious medicinal ingredients, it has a tremendous effect on the scar, you can wear it.”

“No need!” Leng Bingxin turned around, trying to resist the goodwill of Bei Fengchen. After all they were still at war, and now Bei Fengchen treated him in this way, after all Leng Bingxin did not feel used to it.

But just as Leng Bingxin had just turned around, she suddenly pulled herself back.

Yes, Bei Fengchen's large palm gripped his arm tightly, only needing to use a little strength alone, Leng Bingxin had already been pulled into his arms.

The faint scent of grass on his body slightly stunned people, Leng Bingxin looked up, she looked at him with eyes so cold and also hit Bei Fengchen's chin which contained a little beard.

Leng Bingxin's face flushed red, she hurried to turn her head and did not dare to look any longer. It was too dangerous to be too close to Bei Fengchen. So at that very moment Leng Bingxin struggled to get up, but Bei Fengchen instead hugged her even tighter and said: “Pay, take the medicine and rest.”

Leng Bingxin knew she had already fallen in the hands of Bei Fengchen, how could she possibly win against him?

Currently Leng Bingxin could not say anything, could only lower her head in silence and no longer speak.

Bei Fengchen pulled Leng Bingxin and walked to the side of the chair, then forced Leng Bingxin to curl sideways in a long chair, Leng Bingxin's upper body sideways leaning her face on her lap.

Bei Fengchen returned to his gentle nature, he then said flatly: “I will help you to apply the medicine, close your eyes!”

After Leng Bingxin heard this remark, she slightly lowered her gaze, not knowing what it was due to nervousness or fear, Leng Bingxin was even still holding Bei Fengchen's hand, her cheek behind the gauze fainted and herself rushed off the hand.

After that, everything that happened next was handed over to Bei Fengchen.

Leng Bingxin slightly closed her eyes, the gauze on her face was opened layer by layer.