The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 615 There is always a concubine who loves to cuckold me ([-])

She thought about it, and when Nan Wufeng fell in love with her, she would be very sad and abusive when she found that she had been poisoned by him to the point where she had only a few days to live.

Well, a certain mouse just wanted to torture him to death.

Who told the last small world that he tortured a certain mouse so badly.

She sat there looking at the tremella soup and hesitated for a while, and was about to take a mouthful of it with a spoon, when she heard Nan Wufeng's voice.

"Your Majesty, wait."

Nan Wufeng hurried over and took the white fungus soup from her hand, his face was obviously a little nervous.

Tu Zhimeng was puzzled, and asked with a wrinkled face, "What's wrong?"

"No, this concubine thinks the soup is cold, so go make a new bowl for His Majesty." After speaking, Nan Wufeng took the white fungus soup away.

Looking at the back of Nan Wufeng leaving, Tu Zhimeng's lips evoked a meaningful smile, hey, this mouse is very charming, even though she looks like a 13-year-old little loli, she can still do it easily It made Nan Wufeng reluctant to poison himself.

In fact, these days, Nan Wufeng has figured out the little girl's tricks.

He knew that she secretly learned how to organize the government behind people's backs, and he also understood that she was not as incompetent as she seemed.

It's all just her way of protecting herself.

After all, those who are eyeing the throne should relax their vigilance, thinking that she is not a threat to them as an unmotivated little girl.

Thus revealing the original shape.

Nan Wufeng saw his own shadow in Tu Zhimeng's body. When he was a child, he was forced to learn this and that by King Chen, and he still had to learn how to seduce women, win their hearts, and make them willingly hand over their lives to him. .

Therefore, Nan Wufeng felt compassion for Tu Zhi, and couldn't bear to poison a young life like this.

At night, Nan Wufeng was lying on the bed, and just about to ask the palace servants to blow the lamps to prepare for sleep, when he heard footsteps approaching.

He was habitually alert.

There are not a few concubines who want to harm him these days, assassination, poisoning, they have tried every method, but Nan Wufeng's skill is so good that he easily repelled them.

Nan Wufeng thought that another concubine sent someone to harm him, so he casually picked up the folding fan under the pillow, Qingjun frowned.

The folding fan is double-layered, and there are highly poisonous silver needles hidden in the middle. The mechanism is on the fan bone at the bottom of the fan, and the silver needles can be sent out by aiming at the target person.

The footsteps approached little by little, and it sounded very light. It could be guessed that this person was thin.

The door curtain was gently lifted by a small hand, revealing a pair of round apricot eyes, which looked especially bright under the candlelight.

After Nan Wufeng saw the appearance of the visitor, his hanging heart fell into his stomach, and he put the folding fan under the pillow again.

"Your Majesty is looking for a concubine at such a late hour?"

He asked, perhaps because he was sleepy, and the pleasant and magnetic bass was tinged with weariness.

The little girl hugged the pillow and was wearing a white undershirt. Her long hair fell down like a waterfall, covering half of her small face. She timidly made a soft baby voice.

"My concubine, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Her eyes were bright, like a pool of spring water, and the breeze blew by, causing a pool of ripples, which made people's hearts bloom.

Seeing the little girl's awkward appearance, Nan Wufeng's eyes softened a little, and he moved into the bed, patted the vacant place, and smiled.

Tu Zhimeng walked over with small steps, took off her shoes, lay down, and watched Nan Wufeng speak again.

"Can I change places with you?"

(End of this chapter)