Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 177 Little Uncle Huang Wants to Kill Me With His Own Hands?

The danger in Jin Xuanjing's eyes was faintly visible, even though he was pressed deep, the darkness in his eyes was even more gloom.

Knowing that now is not the time to touch her, but he couldn't control his desire, and underestimated how attractive she was to him.

At this moment, Jin Xuanjing's originally radiant and clear black eyes flashed scarlet.

"After all, the emperor is young and energetic. I heard that there is a men's hall in Xijiang, so how about..."

Before Mr. Fu Sheng could finish his words, his slightly warm and slender fingers touched her face, and the hidden emotions in his eyes were hard to fathom.

"Are you asking me to touch a man?"

Jin Xuanjing's handsome and dignified face showed a vague embarrassment, and his deep voice was a little thinner, as he stared closely at the heartless little thing in front of him.

Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Jin Xuanjing, but then he said calmly, "If it's a woman, the girl in the Changfeng Tower may be good."

Otherwise, Jin He wouldn't linger like that.

After saying this, Jin Xuanjing's complexion became even uglier, her thin crimson lips were pursed lightly, and her delicate and handsome facial features were even more distinct, but the pair of black eyes under the eyebrows were devoid of emotion, vaguely wanting to devour everything in front of her eyes .

Jin Xuanjing clenched his hands tightly, but then he gave an inexplicable low laugh, and stretched out his hand to provoke Mr. Fu Sheng's jaw, but his eyes were flickering with unfathomable danger, "But, it only likes you, little girl." Uncle Emperor."

Mr. Fu Sheng naturally knew who this 'it' referred to, so he couldn't help pursing his lips, and then turned cold.

"Jin Xuanjing, if you want to live a few more years, don't mess around." Mr. Fu Sheng is rarely emotionally affected by others, but this is the first time he has encountered such a rascal.

"Little Huangshu wants to kill me with his own hands?"

Jin Xuanjing's unreasonable words caused Fu Sheng to remain silent.

For a moment, Mr. Fu Sheng seemed to feel that Jin Xuanjing's breath was a little colder, but it disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

"Let's go."

After all, Jin Xuanjing walked forward with a gloomy expression, keeping his secrets secret.

In the end, he was too impatient.

The deep meaning in Jin Xuanjing's eyes disappeared, but there was more desolation hidden in it.

He also thought that if he had told Fu Shengjun earlier, the previous relationship between the two might be better now, but he would be too cruel to her.

How could he be cruel to her?

She had to face his relationship with the Jin family and make a choice.

Furthermore, if it was just a joke...

Jin Xuanjing pursed her lips, the complexity in her eyes made Fu Shengjun's eyes flicker.

In the good afternoon, Mr. Fu Sheng's cold voice was mixed with some deep meaning, "Your Majesty, Feng Ye's royal family needs an heir."

"I know."

Jin Xuanjing responded, and once again provoked that lazy smile that seemed to be nothing, but then the glint in the bottom of his eyes made Mr. Fu Sheng even more confused.

At night, the eastern suburbs were quite different from the hustle and bustle of the day. The streets and alleys were empty, and there was not even a little movement to be heard.

Du Jin Xuanjing and Fu Shengjun walked in front, while Du Qiao and Chongtian followed not far behind, protecting and observing.

"It's been so long, isn't she going to come out?"

Mr. Fu Sheng snorted lightly, then casualness appeared in his eyes, he scanned the surroundings, but just happened to find a corner of the white shirt floating by the corner of the wall.

"Hooked."

Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes darkened, his lips curled up, his noble and coquettish face became even more provocative, and he said slowly.

　PS: good morning

　　
　
(End of this chapter)