Feng Xi'er smiled like a dog, jumped up behind Long Jiu, and gently massaged Long Jiu's shoulders with a pair of soft little hands.
Feng Xi'er's little hands were soft and the massage force was just right. Long Jiu relaxed his body with pleasure while lazily flipping through medical books.
Feng Xi'er couldn't help but kiss her softly: "Your Majesty, are you comfortable?"
Comfortable
Feng Xi'er's voice was soft and soft. When Long Jiu heard it, his heart felt itchy, his throat felt tight, his abdomen felt hot, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Long Jiu didn't answer, but Feng Xi'er felt very happy and satisfied. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and hummed softly in her mouth. This song is so important and meaningful to her.
Although Feng Xi'er's voice was small, Long Jiu's ears were very good. Listening to Feng Xi'er's humming, he felt that the melody was very familiar, and a strong sense of familiarity arose in his heart.
Long Jiu hated this inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
Stand up suddenly. He turned around, took a step forward, and stood in front of Feng Xi'er. The shadow instantly enveloped the light. Feng Xi'er raised her eyes and stared at Long Jiu with a burning gaze. Did he remember something
The look in this woman's eyes shook him to the core of his heart.
However, he can't remember any memories about her
Feng Xi'er's heart was beating hard. She was 100% sure that the person in front of her was Ah Jiu, whom he longed for.
The sincere throbbing feeling in her heart couldn't deceive her.
There was a strong thought in her heart urging Feng Xi'er to quickly tell Long Jiu everything about the two of them, but the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't ask.
There seemed to be a kind of expectation in Long Jiu's heart. He didn't know what he was expecting.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
Ziyun stepped across the threshold, raised her eyes and saw the ambiguous two people in the room. There were waves of light flowing in her eyes, and she said: "Master, there is urgent news."
Long Jiu suppressed the expectations in his heart and dismissed Feng Xi'er: "Go down."
The tone was rare and polite.
Feng Xi'er glanced at Ziyun and Long Jiu in confusion, lowered her head and retreated.
After the door was closed, Ziyun hurriedly walked to Long Jiu and said: "The Prairie King discovered the spies we planted beside him early in the morning. Mary is in danger. All the spies in the Prairie Military Camp were shot dead by Dongfang Buxie. The king secretly formed an alliance with King Bai Zhan, and several small countries on the border have been captured. The king of the grassland also set fire to the refugee village, leaving all the refugees with nowhere to escape. This time, it will be a head-on confrontation."
Long Jiu frowned slightly: "The alliance between the Prairie King and the Hundred Slash King will really trigger a world war. We have been brewing for so long. It's time to officially show off with the Prairie King."
"Long Liu has rushed to the border as soon as possible, and Yelu has also rushed there. Now the two sides are in a stalemate, and the war is imminent. Deputy Wei would like to ask the master, should he do his best to help Long Liu and Yelu?"
Long Jiuleng looked out the window with calm eyes. The life and death of those people was none of his business. He had already avenged the emperor's uncle and his mother's concubine. Those who deserved retribution got their retribution. The Prairie King wanted to challenge the Central Plains. He was not so A great kindness to save the world. On the contrary, he wished those ignorant people to be killed. For the sake of the safety of these ignorant people, the emperor's uncle went to negotiate for peace, but in the end he was accused of treason...
Long Jiu could never let go of this resentment.
"No, isn't Long Liu very powerful? I want to see who can win when the two sides fight?" Long Jiu said ruthlessly.
"In this way, many innocent people will be sacrificed."
Long Jiu smiled coldly and ruthlessly: "Those ignorant people in the world will die sooner or later anyway. There are so many people in the dynasty, so what's the point of a few dying?"
Ziyun knew Long Jiu's hatred.
"If the Prairie King and the Hundred Slash King join forces and break through the border, rush into the capital, and occupy the dynasty..." Ziyun analyzed rationally.
will be ruled by two tyrants.
Long Jiu thought for a moment and said: "Capture the thief first and capture the king first. As long as the prairie king dares to enter the dynasty, I will definitely take his dog head. As for the life and death of other people, that is a matter of Long Liu's carelessness."
Long Jiu was determinedly indifferent.
Ziyun didn't say anything in his heart. Long Jiu knew that if Long Liu and Yelu had his help, they would have a great chance of winning against the Prairie King and the Bai Zhan King. The people trained by Long Jiu were all elites. Hundreds.
"Let's check the situation first and let Qian Mian and Deputy Wei rescue Mary first."
Ziyun nodded and retreated.
royal palace. Cold palace.
Queen Wen looked at herself in the dusty bronze mirror, looking as ugly as a ghost, and said with a silly smile: "Retribution, haha, it's all retribution..."
Accompanied by Eunuch De, Emperor Lintian passed by the Leng Palace and walked sideways. Seeing Empress Wen giggling to herself, he couldn't help but curiously opened the door and walked in.
Empress Wen fiddled with the messy hair on her head, turned to look at Emperor Lintian, and said with a silly smile: "Your Majesty, you finally came to see my concubines."
Although he was smiling stupidly, his tone was very sad.
Emperor Lintian stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Queen Wen condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice: "Do you know why I sent you to the cold palace?"
Empress Wen giggled, smiling with tears in her eyes, and sobbed: "I deserve it all, it's all retribution. Retribution is, I had a bright future and a good family..."
retribution? Could it be that Queen Wen really did a lot of bad things behind his back
Emperor Lintian leaned over, his eyes full of curiosity, pinched Queen Wen's chin, and asked: "Queen, please tell me what bad things you have done, and now you are getting this retribution?"
Emperor Wen looked at the wall outside the palace through the window, smiled miserably, and said the answer happily: "I should not have framed the God of War and Concubine Mei back then. I have been thrown into the cold palace by the emperor. These days, I dream about it every day. The ghosts of the God of War and Concubine Mei, they are crying and strangling my concubine's neck. Your Majesty, I am so scared..."
Queen Wen shed tears as she spoke, and opened her arms to hug Emperor Lintian. She cried until her body was shaking.
At this moment, she is not a powerful woman in the palace, she is just a wife who needs her husband's care.
Queen Wen had lived for more than half her life. For the first time, she felt terrible. The cold palace was deserted. She was lonely and scared. Every time she closed her eyes and fell asleep, she saw the tragic death of Concubine Mei and the God of War. Those nightmares tortured her to the point of collapse.
Queen Wen felt lonely and helpless for the first time in her life.
She doesn't have anything anymore. It was all her own fault. Thinking of all the ridiculous things she had done in the past, Queen Wen felt filled with regret.
Her son once told her that those who do evil will be punished by death, and now it has been verified...
Emperor Lintian was so shocked that his body trembled. He held Empress Wen's shoulders and asked uncontrollably: "Did you plan what happened back then?"
Empress Wen admitted with a sad smile: "Yes, it's all done by the concubine. The concubine is jealous that the emperor only loves Concubine Mei. The concubine is concerned about the ability of the God of War. Only by killing them can the status of the Wen family be stabilized... Everything is done by the concubine. Concubine’s careful design…”