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

Chapter 548 Don't Leave Me, I Can't Leave You

Back at the inn, Mr. Fu Sheng also had dark eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After Jin Xuanjing walked in, he saw Mr. Fu Sheng sitting aside, his eyes were deep and quiet, but he didn't know what he was thinking deeply.

"Sheng'er."

Jin Xuanjing bent her lips, then sat down beside Fu Shengjun, and gently put her arms around Fu Shengjun's waist, her beautiful chin rested on Fusheng Jun's shoulder, her deep voice Immediately, it sounded, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the name of the wife of the prime minister's mansion."

Mr. Fu Sheng said indifferently, but when he looked from the side, he couldn't see the expression of Mr. Fu Sheng's eyebrows and eyes. Jin Xuanjing bent his lips, but soon asked softly, "Sheng'er, do you know?"

Hearing this, Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes dimmed slightly, then he looked at Jin Xuanjing beside him, and asked, "Know what?"

"I know, this matter will be related to your cinnabar mole?"

Jin Xuanjing stretched out his hand, and his bony fingers gently rubbed Fu Shengjun's delicate skin with his brows and eyes, and then said softly.

This cinnabar mole is indeed getting lighter.

Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Jin Xuanjing, but his tone was still flat, "Well, I know."

Hearing this, Jin Xuanjing couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Is Sheng'er hiding it from me like this?"

"Your Majesty, this is not a situation that I provoked first." Mr. Fu Sheng said thoughtfully, but his eyes glanced at Jin Xuanjing meaningfully, which made the corner of Jin Xuanjing's mouth smile much more. Some helpless.

"Well, I was wrong."

Jin Xuanjing kissed her ear lightly, swayed and gnawed slowly, her voice was a little hoarse, "But, Sheng'er, it is precisely because I understand you that I am afraid that you will think about it if you know about it. "

"You said you would protect me under your wings, how could I be so thoughtful?"

Mr. Fu Sheng said lightly, as if he really didn't care about this matter.

"Sheng'er, no matter what happens. Don't leave me, and I can't leave you either."

Jin Xuanjing's voice was resolute, and his vast eyes were full of undercurrent emotion and lingering tenderness.

Mr. Fu Sheng was silent for a long time for the first time, but immediately, he still looked at Jin Xuanjing, his black eyes were shining and clear, and the cinnabar on his eyebrows made him even more charming, "As long as you don't regret it."

She is also afraid, afraid that in the end, everyone around her will be exhausted because of her.

But now, she knows that if she leaves, it is just an escape, she can only choose to face it, and it is the best plan for the people around her.

She, Mr. Fu Sheng, can lose to anyone, but not to fate.

"How could you regret it?"

Jin Xuanjing hugged Mr. Fu Sheng tightly, and smiled beside Mr. Fu Sheng's ear.

"It'll be all right."

Jin Xuanjing coaxed softly, but Fu Shengjun's brows and eyes still did not raise any waves.

"Ah."

Mr. Fu Sheng responded lightly, and then Jin Xuanjing bent his lips, as if remembering something, and then said, "I think the wife of the Xiangfu should be Nanmen Zhishang."

"Nanmen Zhishang?"

Mr. Fu Sheng was slightly stunned, and there was some ambiguity in Qingyue's voice.

She knew her mother's name was Zhiluan, but she didn't know her mother's surname, but if it was Nanmen's family, it should be Nanmen Zhiluan.

And Nanmen Zhishang...

"Well, if you count it, you should be Sheng'er's aunt."

Jin Xuanjing stared closely at Mr. Fu Sheng, curling the corners of her crimson lips, and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)