Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 167 I'm Going With You
Wuming was stunned. In order to prevent Ah Jin from discovering his strangeness, he had just secretly sealed all the big acupuncture points on his body, confining those crazy surging spiritual power in a narrow space.

He didn't know how the two suppressed auras would rebound crazily once the confinement was lifted.

He can't control that much anymore, he wants to give Ah Jin a good hug before leaving, he wants her not to be so sad.

but……

"You should go."

Feng Jin said indifferently, turning his body slightly, neither facing him nor turning his back.

Such a calm and indifferent gesture made Wuming's heart hurt even more than turning his back on him when he was angry.

"Ajin—"

He called her name with a hoarse voice, but Feng Jin didn't respond, and Wuming couldn't say a word with his indifferent expression.

It's not that he didn't want to tell her about the changes in him, but he couldn't.

Wuming could already feel that the cold, evil energy in his body came from the same source as that of Ah Jin. He had a feeling that the changes in his body were inseparably related to Ah Jin, because when the evil energy broke out, half of his body The reaction was exactly the same as Ah Jin's reaction on the night of the full moon.

He could guess it, Ah Jin was so smart, how could he not?
If she found out, she would feel as if a knife would cut her heart, and she would blame herself extremely.

"Ajin—"

Wuming called out again without giving up, Feng Jin suddenly turned his face and stared at him intently, "You should go."

Her voice was very calm, her tone was as flat as water, and she didn't seem to mind whether he left or not at all, even though her heart was already ups and downs, and she couldn't be at peace for a moment.

She actually hated her own character, and once she hardened her heart, she would not show weakness at all, and would not let people see the sadness in her heart at all.

She also wanted to be like other women, weak and weak, crying in front of men, so pitiful, no matter how hard-hearted a man saw it, she would feel pity and love, and was reluctant to leave, but she couldn't do it.

She didn't want to humbly ask him to stay, she cried and begged him to stay, if he wanted to leave, she could live well by herself.

Having not slept all night, Feng Jin felt very tired, but her back was straight all the time, like a pine and cypress that could not be bent.

"Ajin—"

Wuming called her name, this time, Feng Jin turned around, with her back to him, as if she didn't want to hear another word from him.

"Ajin, it's a long way to go this trip, but I will come back before the full moon night."

Wuming looked at her thin back, and said seriously, Kunlun Mountain is more than 2000 miles away from the imperial capital, four or five thousand miles back and forth, he hastened on and traveled day and night, if the search for Tian and the Zen Master goes well, he will definitely be able to come back before the full moon night .

On the night of the full moon, the ghostly aura in her body will break out, and he has to stay with her.

Feng Jin didn't respond, as if she didn't hear what he said, but Wuming knew she heard it.

He watched her back silently for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave her figure into his heart.

Feng Jin never turned around, the room was silent, depressingly silent.

After a long time, Wuming turned and left.

Feng Jin heard him pass through the bead curtain, and the bead curtain made a clear sound, and she heard his footsteps gradually going away.

Feng Jin turned around abruptly, staring blankly at the empty palace.

In early February, it was cold in spring, and the air was damp and cold to the bone. Feng Jin hugged herself tightly, and suddenly felt very cold, so cold that both her body and her heart were about to freeze.

The floor heating and the burning silver charcoal in this room can't drive away the coldness in my heart at all.

"nameless."

Feng Jin called softly, and the room was empty and cold, silent.

"nameless."

Feng Jin raised her voice and called again, but the room was still very quiet, there was no sound at all.

he's gone.

This cognition made Feng Jin's heart confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was sad, sad, or at a loss.

He left, and from now on, she was the only one left in this gorgeous and cold palace, and no one would hold her in the cold and silent night and give her warmth like fire and tenderness like water.

Feng Jin got off the dragon couch in a daze, and stood barefoot on the carpet.

After standing for a while, she suddenly ran madly towards the door, "Nameless——"

Wuming had just left the door of the bedroom and was about to mount a horse when Ajin's anxious and anxious voice suddenly came from behind him. Wuming thought he had heard it wrong, but when he looked back, he saw Ajin running towards him with bare feet in full view. Come.

Wuming frowned, ran over, hugged her up, frowned and said, "It's so cold on the ground, why did you run out without wearing shoes?"

He has always been extremely accommodating and submissive in front of her, but his tone at this time was very angry and annoyed.

Feng Jin couldn't care less, and grabbed his lapel tightly, "I won't let you go! Don't go, don't leave me alone, I, I..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, sobbing uncontrollably.

The maids and eunuchs who were working in the yard all stopped and stared at the tearful Queen in a daze.

Aunt Zhong frowned, and glanced at the palace people, but the palace people didn't dare to look any more, they retreated completely, the courtyard was empty, only Wuming and Feng Jin were left.

Wuming hugged her. She was only wearing thin single clothes. In early February, the snow had just melted, and the weather was freezing cold, even colder than when it snowed.

Wuming frowned, carried her into the room, and saw that she ran out just now with no shoes on, and her snow-white feet were already dirty with dust, so she carried her to the hot spring pool.

She had just blown the cold wind and soaked in the hot spring to drive away the cold, so as not to be cold.

She was as obedient as a cat in his arms, allowing him to remove her clothes and put her into the hot spring pool to soak.

However, if there was any movement of him leaving, she would hold on to him tightly and not let go.

"I won't go, I'll soak with you for a while to get rid of the cold."

As Wuming said, he took off the clothes on his body, Feng Jin nestled in his arms obediently, wrapped his hands tightly around his strong and strong waist, and whispered softly, "Aren't you going to leave from now on?"

Anonymous was silent.

There is still something Feng Jin doesn't understand, he still has to leave, after soaking in the hot spring with her, he will leave resolutely.

Feng Jin's tears welled up and dripped on Wuming's chest, burning his skin and making his heart ache like it was about to burst.

Nameless held her face, kissed the tears on her face tenderly, her eyebrows, her cheeks.

"Can't you just leave?"

Feng Jin looked at him with tears in his eyes, his voice was as soft as water, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone, Wuming shook his head, "No! You have to go!"

If possible, he would also like to be by her side all the time, never leaving her, but he couldn't.

He hugged Feng Jin tightly, and promised in a low voice, "I will come back before the full moon night, don't worry."

"How about I go with you?"

Feng Jin's tears-filled eyes suddenly became particularly bright, dazzlingly bright, she looked at him with burning eyes, "I, I leave the palace temporarily, I will walk with you..."

"no!"

Nameless flatly refused.

"Can't I go with you? If you want to leave, I can't stop you. I don't know where you are going or what you are going to do. Even if I ask, you won't tell me, will you?"

No name, no words, acquiesced.

Feng Jin hugged him tightly, with special force, as if afraid that he would leave if he let go, "Wu Ming, can I go with you?"

"not good!"

Wuming's refusal was firm and forceful, without any hesitation. The light in Feng Jin's eyes dimmed little by little, and finally completely extinguished. She held his hand tightly, and let out her strength a little bit, and placed it on him weakly. on the waist.

Wuming wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how to start.

He can't protect himself now, let alone protect her?She is the safest in the palace.

He has brought back all the hidden guards who were on missions, and issued a strict order that during his absence, no one can go on missions, and they will all stay by the queen's side every step of the way.

He also begged Fu Yu to stay by A Jin's side before he came back, but fortunately, Fu Yu didn't intend to leave.

And Shen Wenqing, before he came back this morning, he had already gone to find Shen Wenqing to make sure that during his absence, Shen Wenqing would live in the Queen's bedroom and protect A Jin every step of the way.

"Ajin, I will come back as soon as possible, don't..."

The nameless voice stopped abruptly, and she stared blankly at Feng Jin in front of her, rubbing her cold and soft lips against his.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, flowed down her cheeks, and flowed into his mouth. They were extremely bitter and astringent, making Wuming's heart as bitter as if soaked in coptis juice.

I don't know if it was because of sadness or the cold, her body trembled slightly, her lips were also trembling, Wuming sighed faintly in his heart, hugged her tightly, and responded to her kiss gently and wildly...

(End of this chapter)