Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Wufeng, and saw that his eyes were still so indifferent, but there was a layer of black mist that could not be noticed at the bottom of his eyes. Obviously, he was angry.
"It's just a skin injury." Feng Aotian coughed lightly and said plainly.
Wufeng turned to look at Leng Qianye, "General Leng is still waiting outside for a while."
Leng Qianye looked at Wufeng with a very calm tone, without any emotion, but, with his intuition, he could hear the displeasure in that tone.
He originally wanted to stay, but when he saw Feng Aotian grinning at him, he left the inner hall and stood in the main hall.
The door curtain was lowered, and Meteor had already retreated out of the current affairs.
He immediately sat down, opened the medicine box, raised his hand, and unbuttoned her underwear. Fortunately, his chest was tied, and he didn't get hurt there. As if he didn't see it, he calmly took out the secret ointment. Then look at the wound.
Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, and thought of Leng Qianye again. According to the thinking of normal people, isn't it all undressing like this? Why does Chiba have to roll up from the bottom when it is cold
Seeing her frowning slightly, Wufeng looked thoughtful, and said lightly, "Does it hurt?"
Feng Aotian shook his head slightly, "This little injury can eliminate his inner demon, it's worth it."
Wu Feng is not stupid, and he can naturally hear the meaning of some words. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor is really romantic and affectionate. He smiled for Bomei people and did not hesitate to abuse himself."
Feng Ao Tian was lying flat, his hands propped up behind his head, his side eyes looked at Wu Feng, there was nothing between his brows and his eyes were indifferent, and his fingers were carefully and gently applying medicine to her.
She smiled lightly, "Why didn't your father see you smiling?"
Wu Feng snorted coldly, but didn't look up at her, "The emperor also wants to abuse himself for me?"
Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "No and no."
"Then how does the emperor want to make me smile?" Wufeng raised his hand and gently closed her undershirt for her, then looked down, fingertips slid the belt around her waist, and it was about to fall down.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Hey, isn't there another way to apply the medicine?"
"Take off the trousers, or tear them, it's the same, why bother to tear them?" Wu Feng said lightly.
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Can't it be rolled up?"
"You took two whips on your thigh, can it be rolled up above your thigh? What's the difference between that and taking it off?" Wufeng still said calmly, he raised his eyes unhurriedly, "Does the emperor like others to be the emperor? Take it off? Since that's the case, then I'll let the beauties outside come in."
Seeing that he was about to get up, Feng Aotian quickly held down his hand, "Then it's up to you."
Wu Feng's eyes flashed with a faint smile, but he was still calm on the surface. He sat down slowly, unfastened the thin belt, and then took it off. The skin wrapped in the trousers was very graceful, and his fingertips tugged up a little. Ointment, rubbing the injured area on her thigh.
Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng with a funny look, thinking that although she wasn't a stunner, she had better skin than snow and a well-proportioned figure. Seeing such a beauty, he was still sitting on his arms, and he could still kiss her so calmly. medicine
Wufeng looked at her knees and the welts on her calf. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor is really cruel to himself."
Feng Aotian suddenly sat up, leaned forward, raised his chin, slowly approached, stared at him, "Does it hurt?"
The corners of Wufeng's mouth were slightly raised, Yun Danfeng gently retracted his gaze, continued to put medicine on her, and whispered, "I won't feel bad for a person who doesn't take care of himself."
Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest, and then leaned back again, is she not attractive to him
After Wufeng stopped taking the medicine, he then got up, took out a clean shirt from one side and placed it in front of her, "Don't get wet for two days."
"Okay." Feng Aotian didn't take the clothes, but lay upright like an uncle, looking at her, "Put it on for me."
Wufeng raised his eyes to look at her, but now he is standing, looking down at her, leaning over slowly, "Isn't the emperor afraid that I have unreasonable thoughts?"
"Then I can just do whatever I want." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and answered.
Wufeng smiled lightly, his movements were very slow, he slowly unfolded his clothes, put them on for her one by one, and slowly got up, "Your Majesty, rest, I'll come back after dinner."
Feng Aotian was about to answer when he saw Wu Feng turn around and said, "With Mu Hanjin here, I'm sure I won't be able to use it. This is an ointment, and it should be rubbed three times a day, as the emperor told him."
He said putting the ointment to one side, then turned and walked out.
Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, raised his forehead and looked up at the sky, suddenly felt that he was really humiliating himself today, and people who were on the pole were not uncommon, so it seemed that she had to use her strength.
Wufeng stepped out of the inner hall, and saw Leng Qianye waiting anxiously. His handsome face was covered with a touch of sadness. When he saw Wufeng come out, he said in a low voice, "The emperor just said that he has a headache, how is it now?"
Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Leng Qianye. The man in front of him had a natural aura of isolation. However, those eyes had the slaying decision of a general. This kind of person who mixes the two temperaments. , It's really rare, and anyone who sees it has no sense of disobedience.
He replied lightly, "It's alright, the wound has been treated, and it will be good to rest in peace for two days."
"Thank you." After Leng Qianye said, he carried it into the inner hall.
Wufeng leaned slightly to his side, and when he saw his footsteps hurried in, when the door curtain fell, he covered his figure, and the corner of Wufeng's mouth evoked a small smile, and then slowly stepped out of the emperor's bedroom.
Meteor hurriedly followed Wufeng, looking up at him, "Why did you give this beautiful job to Mu Hanjin?"
Wufeng looked straight ahead and said indifferently, "It's just medicine, anyone can do it, why is it me?"
"I really don't know if you are really confused or pretend to be confused." Meteor looked like he hated iron.
Wufeng looked up at the blue sky, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his footsteps were much lighter than before.
Leng Qianye entered the inner hall and saw Feng Aotian lying on the dragon couch. He had changed into new clothes. He hurried forward, walked in front of her, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian held his hand and hugged him gently in his arms, "Don't worry, it's just a skin injury, I'll be fine in a few days."
Leng Qianye nodded, and then leaned into her arms. Now, as long as she can stay by her side, everything is no longer important. Unfastened, he looked up at her and held her hand tightly.
After Mu Hanjin, Mu Hanyao and Mrs. Mu finished their dinner, they returned to the palace.
Feng Aotian's injury was like a thunderbolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart. A group of people sat around her with worry on their faces.
Feng Aotian felt that this bitter meat scheme was used very well, and now that beautiful men are surrounded, it is really useful.
Mu Hanjin also knew the whole story. They had experienced it before, so why didn't they have hatred for her in their hearts? Everyone's temperament is different, so the way to choose to let go of the past is also different.
She was able to take into account Leng Qianye's thoughts, he knew that she had taken care of them all, and her like this made it even more difficult for him to let go. When he thought of a few days later, he would have to drink forgetful water, and his heart was pumping. It hurts, he doesn't want to forget her, he can't imagine, if he forgets her, what's the point of this person's life
Mu Hanyao's expression darkened, he was not qualified to blame Leng Qianye, because he did not suffer the pain of Leng Qianye, but he understood Leng Qianye's thoughts.
Only then did Feng Aotian feel that this is the treatment that the emperor should enjoy. She reclined on the soft couch, glanced at their expressions, and suddenly thought, "Why don't you all stay with the master tonight."
The four people in front of them looked stunned, and quickly lowered their eyes and said in a low voice, "Yes."
Feng Aotian curled her lips and glanced sideways at the dragon couch. It was no problem to accommodate ten people. She then raised her body to look at Hanjin's chin, pecked lightly, raised her hand, and took Lan Jingshu into it. In his arms, with a slight movement of his toes, he hooked Mu Hanyao's leg and looked at Leng Qianye frivolously.
Such an atmosphere has never been seen before. The huge palace has an ambiguous atmosphere, which makes people start to think about it.
Feng Aotian's beautiful eyes were slightly hooked, his outer robe was slightly open, his sleeves were floating, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. After seeing their expressions one by one, he felt very happy.
Sure enough, she was shy, she couldn't help laughing loudly.
The four of them slowly raised their eyes, looking at her gorgeous and moving face, they were even more confused.
Feng Aotian restrained his smile, and then got down from the soft couch, "Wash it all up for the lord, lie down obediently and wait for the lord."
After she finished speaking, she stepped out of the emperor's bedroom.
The four of them looked at her and put down a sentence like this, and walked away lightly. The four of them looked at each other, only to find out that she had been molested.
The four of them couldn't help but laugh, Mu Hanjin said, "Is the emperor going to see Wei Zimo?"
"It should be." Lan Jingshu replied warmly.
Mu Hanyao sat on one side and took a deep breath, "The emperor is getting more and more serious."
Leng Qianye's current mind was still on the scene where he was still in shock just now, but he just sat slowly by the side without saying a word.
Mu Hanyao looked at him sideways and patted his shoulder, "Don't blame yourself, you should be happy."
Leng Qianye turned to look at Mu Hanyao, stood up slowly, stood in the center of the hall, and looked at Xuanyue hanging high outside, "Yes, I should put it down completely."
Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu glanced at each other, then got up, ordered Sixi to go to prepare the bath soup, and looked at the other two, "It seems that everyone is going to sleep together tonight."
Mu Hanyao's expression was a little unnatural. He had thought about this kind of situation, but when it really happened, he felt uncomfortable.
Feng Aotian traveled to the Floating Dream Palace, Wei Zimo naturally knew the news of Feng Aotian's injury, and smiled for Bomei, she did not hesitate to hurt herself? In his heart, five flavors were mixed together, envy, jealousy and hatred poured through his heart one by one, and in the end there was only helplessness left.
Feng Aotian wanted to go in to see if he was okay, but remembering what he promised him that day, he could only stand in the distance and stare at the bright red figure.
"Why don't you go in?" An indifferent voice sounded, breaking Feng Aotian's thoughts.
She turned her eyes to look at Wufeng in the snow-white clothes next to her, and the cold wind was swaying, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Since you have promised him, you won't go back on your word."
Wufeng looked at her sideways, "Seeing that your palace is so lively, you should go to my place and get some medicine."
Feng Aotian turned to look at him, "How about you join in the fun?"
Wufeng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Don't go."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, he stepped up and dragged his hand, flying away from the Palace of Dreams.
Wufeng looked down at the hands they were holding, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and followed her to the side courtyard calmly.
"Eunuch Jiu hasn't been here for a few days?" Feng Aotian walked into the room and asked.
"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, then let go of Feng Aotian's hand and went to take the ointment.
Feng Aotian immediately lay down, and then started to undress, Wufeng sat on the side, raised his hand, and untied it for her.
Feng Aotian put down her hand and looked at him with a funny look. Although it was not a beautiful face, she had a unique taste. She turned her phoenix eyes slightly, suddenly raised her hand, held his hand, and turned over and turned it around. He was pressed down.
The lining took off, the brocade belt on the chest seemed to slip off, and the snow-white neck slipped in a graceful arc. She lowered her head slightly and looked at him, "Is your master not very attractive?"
Wufeng stared at her in a daze, the face that was so close at hand, and the breath that was about to come out, made his mind sway. Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Aotian was about to let go, but his hands were pulled by him. Turning it over, she fell on the bed, her clothes scattered, like a cream, with a touch of pink.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, sucking gently, all his forbearance and outbursts were put into this kiss.
Feng Aotian's eyes moved slightly, thinking that he was still attractive, and then he tore his white snow robe with both hands, but Wu Feng stopped him, he got up quickly, panted low, and looked at her sideways, " do you want me?"
Feng Aotian propped up the bed with one hand and pulled the front of his shirt with the other, "Isn't it possible?"
"After two days, your sunflower water will come. It's not suitable for intercourse." Wufeng found the most legitimate reason and refused Feng Aotian's molesting.
Feng Aotian's eyes moved, and then he lay on the bed, "Give me some medicine."
Wufeng replied lightly, then picked up the ointment and put it on her quietly without giving her a single glance.
Feng Aotian looked up at him, and came to a conclusion that this person was very cunning, and he made it clear that he was playing hard to get her, and then decisively refused, which made her think about it.
"Don't think that the matter of using sunflower water can't handle you." Feng Aotian snorted coldly.
Wufeng put away the ointment and slowly put on his clothes, "If the emperor forces it, then I will naturally be happy."
Feng Aotian saw him take off his outer robe and untie the thin belt of his inner jacket. She was about to step forward to stop him. He had already half-bared his shoulders, but she let her see that there was a cinnabar mole on his right shoulder. Her eyes sank, and then she stepped forward, tore off his undershirt, and looked up at him, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
Seeing her expression, Wufeng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with the emperor? Are you not satisfied with my appearance?"
Feng Aotian raised his hand and tucked his undershirt together, "Anyway, you have already seen your body, you are your man, and you will have a long time in Japan."
Seeing her leaving like this, Wufeng was a little puzzled by her sudden change of mood, so he quickly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, "Isn't it possible now?"
Feng Aotian turned to look at him, raised his hand to caress his face, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that the sunflower water is coming, it is not suitable for intercourse?"
Wufeng saw her face was impermanent and a little panicked. Could it be that he did it too obviously and was disgusted by her? He slowly let go of his hand and turned around abruptly, "Let's go."
When Feng Aotian saw him like this, he knew that he would definitely be unhappy, so he stepped forward and stood in front of him, "Are you angry?"
Seeing the smile on the corner of her mouth, Wufeng slid his fingertips across his waist, he suddenly took her into his arms, "I'm not good enough."
Feng Aotian hugged him and stroked his back, "You did a good job."
Wufeng shook his head and continued, "You don't have me in your heart."
No matter how well you do it, it doesn't help.
Feng Aotian paused for a moment, his eyes sank, "Could it be that the Lord has to do something to you, even if he has you in his heart?"
Wufeng hugged her tightly and didn't want to let go. These days, although he pretended that nothing had happened, he still had a lot of inner struggles and pains. …
He knew that he forced all this, and he shouldn't be too greedy, but once he craved it, he wanted more. He wanted to control his heart, but he was led away by his heart. Nothing can be done.
"Then you?" Wu Feng let go of her and asked in a low voice.
Feng Aotian pinched his chin, "Get some rest earlier."
Wufeng saw that she did not answer directly, but the temperature in the eyes scorched his heart, even so, he already understood.
Feng Aotian left the side courtyard, the cinnabar on his shoulder appeared in her mind, and the crowd searched for him thousands of times, but the man was in the dim light.
While thinking about it, she walked forward, but she came to the Floating Dream Palace unknowingly. She raised her eyes and looked at the bedroom in front of her, but she was full of emotion in her heart. his.
Feng Aotian returned to the Emperor's Bedroom Palace. The hall was also peaceful and happy, but the haze in her heart was also dissipated. She walked forward with a small smile, and saw that they had washed up properly and were sitting in one place. What are you chatting about.
Seeing her come back, the four of them quickly got up and saluted, "Your Majesty."
Feng Aotian stepped forward and looked at the four of them. Times have changed, and they have experienced these hardships. They can still stay by her side like this. She feels that this is already God's love for her.
She stepped forward, gave each of them a hug, and said softly, "I will accompany you tonight, and no one is allowed to leave."
"Yes." The four of them could see that Feng Aotian had something on his mind. She had never been a person who showed her emotions. In the past, she made them unable to understand and see through, but today, she seems to deliberately put herself The emotional leakage made them look real.
Lying on the dragon couch was actually not what they thought. They could hear each other's breathing clearly. They just lay there quietly and fell asleep together.
When he woke up the next day, Feng Aotian looked at them beside him, rolled over from the dragon couch, then slid kisses on their cheeks one by one, then got up and got off the dragon couch.
Although the four of them knew that nothing happened last night, but now that they woke up and looked at each other, it was unavoidable embarrassment.
Feng Aotian looked at them sideways, the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, and after washing and dressing properly, he left the inner hall, leaving the four of them silent.
After a few people finished their breakfast, Feng Aotian went to the morning court.
After the Nanhui Kingdom was conquered, there has been no movement in Fengqi Kingdom, but the people have become more and more respectful to this tyrant in history. What's more, those soldiers have left their hometowns even more. Now that they can come back, their relatives at home are also looking forward to it.
These few days have been very leisurely, there is nothing grand, some are just plain life, Feng Aotian has always been reluctant to let Mu Hanjin return to the Feng Clan, to take the forgetful love water, she has always been confident , at this moment, also worried.
After the events of that day, Leng Qianye became more open-minded and stayed by her side all day, and now he is more and more clingy, but this is only for Feng Aotian alone, outside, he is still that majestic The stern general.
Feng Qianning, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, suddenly returned to the palace one day. When she saw Feng Aotian surrounded by beautiful men, she couldn't help but sighed, they both had the same surname as Feng, one was the emperor and the other was the princess, how could she chase both of them? What about a full bag
These days, from time to time, she would go to the Xishan military camp to approach Fu Han intentionally, but that person's temperament was simply insufferable, he just regarded her as a princess, and he didn't have too much affection.
She couldn't help being discouraged, raised her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, and there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning and smiled, "It seems that things are not going well."
"Yeah." Feng Qianning nodded.
"If it's not soft, it's hard. Depending on your ability, you can easily handle it." Feng Aotian said casually, and then slowly walked out of the study, sitting on the side of the soft on the couch.
In the study, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu were reviewing the memorial, while Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye were sitting quietly on one side, watching the military book.
Feng Qianning sighed in frustration, "Strong melons are not sweet."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at the four people in the room, "They are not all turned over by the lord, they are still sweet."
Feng Qianning turned her eyes slightly, "You are the emperor, but my ministers and sisters don't have such a blessing."
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, then approached her and said in a low voice, "Fu Han is a sullen gourd, if he is like you, I'm afraid he won't be enlightened for eight hundred years, so he just cooks cooked rice directly. Besides, the younger brother has already taken the lead, does he still have the heart to fail to marry and let his younger brother wait?"
Feng Qianning rolled her eyes slowly and looked at Feng Aotian, "Brother Huang means that if things are done, you will decide for the minister and sister?"
"That's natural." Feng Aotian lifted the tea lid and took a sip, "It just so happens that the two brothers congratulate them on marriage, and double happiness is coming."
Feng Qianning felt that what Feng Aotian had said was a good idea, she immediately smiled and withdrew happily.
Feng Aotian looked at her figure, the corners of his mouth evoked a wicked charm, the fat and water did not flow to outsiders, of course Fu Han couldn't be cheap to others.
Besides, Feng Qianning had been waiting for him for more than ten years, and the people he was thinking about couldn't eat it, so he wouldn't be suffocated to death.
The four people in the study are naturally sharp-eared people. Although Feng Aotian said in a low voice, it fell into their ears. However, they pretended to be nothing, just because what Feng Aotian said was very true, they They were all twisted by her, and they were twisted so willingly.
Returning to Beijing from the south, it will take at least a month for the brigade to come back. Therefore, Feng Aotian now has some free time. She has been busy for a year and is rarely free.
Sunflower water has been here for three days. Compared with the last time, it is much better. It is not as painful as before. Therefore, she has such a leisurely mood and is here to accompany them.
The days went by so easily, Feng Aotian counted the time, now it was the first day of the first year, and the eighth day of the first year was coming soon, and she was waiting for Wei Zimo.
Xing Wuyun spent a few days in Wuxiemen, so when he came back, it was already the second year of junior high school. Even if he returned to the emperor's dormitory, these few days, Feng Aotian's life was very comfortable.
Wufeng has never stepped out of the side courtyard since that day, Feng Aotian will also visit him from time to time, and he is still indifferent.
Meteor could see that Wufeng had something on his mind, but the bell had to be tied to the bell, and he couldn't help it.
The god dog has not been in the palace these days, just because he stayed outside for too long, now, he needs to practice well.
Meteor pinched his fingers and counted the day when the little white snake came out. After the eighth day of the first lunar month, in half a month, it would be the day when the golden scroll was opened and the little white snake came out.
Feng Aotian thought about opening the golden scroll, so she could ask about the future, and after the little white snake came out, she could also help her.
Seeing that everything was gathered together, Feng Aotian did not panic, and had already arranged everything in secret.
When Xing Wuyun came back, he happened to see the picture of Feng Aotian hugging the ground from left to right. He leaned on the golden pillar at the entrance of the hall, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "The emperor is really in good spirits."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Want to come back?"
Xing Wuyun walked forward slowly and whispered, "If you don't come back, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink hot soup."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. He was the only one who could say such straightforward words. He was clearly saying that because of Sunflower Water, he was not with him last time. This time, he deliberately planned the day and waited for her Kwai Shui came later, only to see that she was surrounded by beautiful men. If he didn't hurry up, he would be taken advantage of by others.
Of course, the four people sitting could understand what he meant, and all looked up at him.
Xing Wuyun sat on the table beside him, and sighed softly, "It seems that the emperor does not need his ministers to accompany him."
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, who had already stood up and walked beside him, "Where did you come from? You can smell a smell of vinegar from a distance."
Xing Wuyun looked up at Mu Hanjin, "Vinegar Village."
Mu Hanjin knew that this was for Feng Aotian to see, and then said warmly, "I think it should be the vinegar pool."
Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye stepped forward and sat beside him, "I haven't seen you for a long time, your temperament hasn't changed at all."
"You're not the same." Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanyao and said, "How many drinks do you have tonight?"
"Okay." Mu Hanyao replied cheerfully, after all, such opportunities are rare.
Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun and said with a smile, "I have to get you drunk tonight."
"Haha, it depends on whether you have this ability." Xing Wuyun smiled heartily, but his eyes kept on Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then looked at him, "Master will accompany you."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, obviously not believing it.
Feng Aotian raised her forehead to look at the sky, when did her character go wrong
In Xishan Barracks, Fu Han had not seen that familiar figure for several days, he couldn't help but be a little worried, wondering if something had happened to her
After such an absent-minded exercise, he returned to the camp.
"General Fu, this is your secret letter." A soldier walked in and handed him the secret letter in his hand.
Fu Han took the secret letter, and after reading it, his eyes turned cold, he quickly left the barracks, and rode his horse to the west.
When he arrived at a quiet house, it was very cold. There was only a family guard at the entrance of the house. Looking up at the woman sitting by the window in the attic, he hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.
He entered the room, raised his eyes and saluted respectfully, "I see the princess."
Feng Qianning lay reclining on the soft couch, covered with a white fleece blanket, the cold wind blew in from the window lattice, and the wind chimes hanging on one side made a crisp sound, she coughed weakly, and raised her eyes to look at Fu Han , full of morbidity, looking very weak, "General Fu, are you here?"
"I received the secret letter and knew that the princess' phoenix body was not in good condition, so I came over to take a look." Fu Han felt impulsive, and now standing in front of him, it was inevitable that he was a little abrupt.
A smile flashed in Feng Qianning's eyes, and then she was about to get down on the soft couch, but when her body softened, she fell backwards.
Seeing this, Fu Han quickly stepped forward and supported her, while Feng Qianning leaned against his arms.
"Cough cough..." Feng Qianning couldn't help coughing a few times when she saw that Fu Han was about to let go.
Seeing her pale face and weak body, Fu Han couldn't help but feel pity and love in his heart, and wanted to let go, but was stopped by her coughing sound, he straightened slightly, "Princess, the wind is blowing by the window, this minister will help you back. Rest on the bed."
"Yeah." Feng Qianning replied weakly, and then lay on one side.
Fu Han carefully supported her and slowly walked towards the bed. When he was walking to the bed, Feng Qianning sat down slowly. Fu Han was about to retreat, but Feng Qianning grabbed his wrist.
Fu Han felt uneasy and wanted to withdraw quickly, but felt that the strength in his wrist was very strong, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qianning, "Princess?"
Feng Qianning used her strength again, and Fu Han followed the strength and fell on the bed, while Feng Qianning hurriedly tapped his acupuncture point, then took off her sleeve shirt and sat beside him .
"Princess?" Seeing her like this, Fu Han breathed even more rapidly, his eyes turned cold, and he said solemnly.
Feng Qianning stroked Fu Han's face lightly, her eyes full of love, she whispered, "You really don't remember me?"
Fu Han was startled and looked at her, "You are the princess, this minister will naturally remember."
"It's really an elm head." Feng Qianning sighed faintly, then took off her waist-length skirt.
Seeing this, Fu Han quickly closed his eyes, "Princess please respect yourself."
Feng Qianning always remembered what Feng Aotian had said, a twisted melon is the sweetest, so she lowered her head and kissed his lips actively.
Fu Han felt that there was a warmth on his lips, he opened his eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, and saw the charming face close at hand, he turned his head quickly, but was restrained by Feng Qianning , unable to move.
Feng Qianning kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, and then showed the knife mark on her waist in front of him. There was also a butterfly birthmark on it. She looked at him, "Do you remember?"
Fu Han looked at Feng Qianning, who was half seated in front of him, wearing only a light pink apron in the shape of azaleas, with picturesque eyebrows, charming and enchanting, he wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't help but fall into it. He looked at the birthmark and knife mark, as if thinking of something, but stared at her in disbelief, "Princess, you..."
Feng Qianning knew that he had already remembered, a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were moist, "You finally remember me."
Fu Han's eyes were full of surprise. He didn't expect that the little girl back then turned out to be the princess in front of him. He looked puzzled, "You really are?"
Feng Qianning didn't give him any chance to think, she covered his lips with tears in the corners of her eyes, and gently described it, as if she wanted to melt her thoughts over the years into this kiss.
Fu Han's mind went blank. He never expected Feng Qianning to be a little girl.
At this time, Feng Qianning had already removed the armor from his body, and then Fu Han felt the coldness on his body, and quickly looked back at her, "Princess, no."
Feng Qianning paused for a moment and looked at him, "Now you and I have a skin-to-skin relationship, and in the future, I won't marry anyone other than you, if you don't want to, then I will die in front of you immediately. ."
As she spoke, she quickly pulled out the long sword hanging beside her, placed it on her neck, and slid gently. The blood dripped on his body. Feng Qianning slowly got off the bed and stood barefoot on the ground. Untie his acupuncture points, "You go."
Fu Han got up slowly, his undershirt was open, and the warm blood dripped on his chest just now, like a knife stabbing deep in his heart, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Princess, this minister is not worthy. To be loved by the princess."
Feng Qianning looked at him still so obsessed, the corners of her mouth curled, her eyes filled with sadness, the long sword was placed on her neck, and she stepped back slightly.
Seeing her like this, Fu Han quickly got up and grabbed the long sword back, but heard her coldly say, "Don't come here."
Fu Han whispered, "Princess, you must not do this."
"Fu Han, you know that my heart has been given to you long ago. If you don't want me, then what's the point of my life? It's better to die." She said with tears in her eyes, and then looked at him. With a glance, he resolutely slid the icy long sword over his neck.
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╮（╯▽╰）╭, Lemon originally wanted to update in the morning, but Su, Wah found that he was used to updating at night and couldn’t change it, ~(>_