Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 194 Your Majesty Has My Seat
Dayan Hall is his!The future Yan Kingdom throne is also his!He is the grandson of the emperor!
What kind of thing is Xuanyuan Ling, who wants to take his place just by climbing on the queen's bed?dream!

He will send him and his concubine to King Yama!

Wu Yueniang watched the expression change on Xuanyuanzhen's face, a trace of fear appeared on her pale and haggard face.

Seeing the fear on her face, Xuanyuan Zhen suppressed those vicious thoughts and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you, as long as you obey me obediently, I will give you the glory you want Wealthy."

Wu Yueniang looked at him, but couldn't say a word, Xuanyuanzhen clapped his palms, and a man in black with no expression came in, picked up Wu Yueniang, his movements were rude, and he showed no mercy.

Xuanyuanzhen walked out gracefully, and the eighth-rank military officer who took away Wu Yueniang for the first time before was being escorted by two men in black to kneel on the ground.

There were corpses lying on the ground, and blood stained the whole snow. These people were soldiers from the military post, and many of them were the ones who had tortured Wu Yueniang before.

Seeing these unrepentant corpses, Wu Yueniang's face flashed with ecstasy of revenge.

"Look, I have avenged you. This is my gift to you. As long as you are obedient and obedient, I promise that no one will bully you again."

As Xuanyuanzhen said, he squeezed Wu Yueniang's cheek ambiguously. Wu Yueniang was speechless, but stared at the eighth-rank military officer with hatred and vicious eyes.

Xuanyuanzhen followed her gaze, and smiled, with an indescribable evil spirit, "Do you want him to die?"

The military officer was so frightened that he trembled all over, and kept begging for mercy.

Wu Yueniang nodded vigorously, and the smile on Xuanyuanzhen's lips widened, "I can promise you, but this is the second gift I gave you, you have to remember me, otherwise..."

His cold fingers stroked Wu Yueniang's chin, "Otherwise, his end will be your future end."

Wu Yueniang's face turned pale, and a cold light flashed in front of her eyes. Xuanyuanzhen had pulled out the sword in his hand, and cut off the head of the military officer with one sword. underfoot.

That pair of unrepentant eyes met Wu Yueniang's four eyes. Wu Yueniang felt her stomach churning and almost vomited.

Seeing her reaction, the corners of Xuanyuan Zhen's lips rose slightly, forming a sinister arc.

Wu Yueniang suddenly had a feeling that she finally climbed out of a fire pit and entered another deeper and more terrifying fire pit.

She didn't know what the luxuriously dressed man in front of her wanted her to do, but it was definitely not an easy task.

Perhaps, the price she is about to pay will not be less than being a military trick.

The night was dark, and the full moon gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and the hour was approaching.

In the palace, the door of the queen's bedroom is closed, the second door, the third door, all the side doors and corner doors are all closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

The night was dark, the palace was silent, all the palace people had already fallen asleep, only the dark guards opened their eyes wide, protecting the whole palace with three floors inside and outside.

A pair of sharp and deep eyes stared intently at the bedroom in the dark, it was Pei Xiu, and Jian Shisan followed behind him.

When the midnight arrived, Pei Xiu nodded slightly at Jian Shisan. Jian Shisan received the order and jumped up. He had already found out where the hidden guards were hiding.

As soon as Jian Shisan got out of the horse, he immediately led away the hidden guards nearby, and Pei Xiu jumped over the palace wall without a sound, and approached Feng Jin's bedroom without a sound.

In the room, Fu Yu and Shen Wenqing were guarding Feng Jin.

The ghostly aura on Feng Jin's body erupted again, and there were strange green lines all over his body, but fortunately, those eyes hadn't turned red yet.

It was the first time Fu Yu saw Feng Jin like this, her eyes widened in surprise.

The more time goes by, the heavier the yin.

Standing behind the window, Pei Xiu took off the hosta that tied her hair and pierced the window screen, and looked inside.

He saw Feng Jin lying weakly on the beauty's couch, with green lines all over the back of his hands and face, like a ghost.

Pei Xiu's heart trembled, he had never seen the queen like this.

Pei Xiu held her breath and stared at the movement in the room without blinking.

"How does Your Majesty feel?"

Shen Wenqing asked with concern, reached out to help Feng Jin, and as expected felt a thin layer of frost on her body, just as Shen Wenqing was about to use her internal force to drive Feng Jin out of the cold, Feng Jin shook his head slightly, "It's useless, Don't waste your energy."

"His Majesty--"

Shen Wenqing showed worry, Feng Jin forcefully pulled out a smile, "I'm fine, it's useless for you to stay here anyway, you step back."

"His Majesty--"

Just as Shen Wenqing was about to say something, Feng Jin feebly raised his hand, "Back off!"

In fact, if she was sane and able to carry it by herself, she would not want to show that embarrassing and terrifying appearance in front of others.

Struggling on the ground, nails scratched the carpet full of blood, so embarrassing and fragile, it was too embarrassing.

Although it felt uncomfortable, this time Feng Jin felt that he could handle it, so there was no need for Shen Wenqing and Fu Yu to stand here and watch her struggle.

Think about it too, the endless ice prison has lasted for 300 years, and she has survived every full moon night every month, so what is this time?
She hasn't devoured a new ghost in months, and tonight's sub-hour should be easy to pass.

It's just that there is no name, and her heart is empty.

Under Feng Jin's insistence, Shen Wenqing and Fu Yu had no choice but to back down.

But they didn't go far, but stood guard outside the door, waiting for Feng Jin to call them.

Feng Jin was lying on the beauty's couch, her body was covered with frost, and ghost energy surged crazily under her skin. These things had happened thousands of times, and to Feng Jin, they were nothing.

It's just that after possessing this body, every full moon night, Wuming was by her side, and tonight was only her, Feng Jin's psychological torment was far more than the physical torment.

Wuming will not break his promise unless something happens to him.

The more Feng Jin thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, but she couldn't do anything, she could only curl up on the beauty's couch, hugging herself tightly, trying to give herself some warmth.

But her body was covered with frost, even if she hugged her tightly, she was just hugging a ball of ice and snow.

A faint scent came in from the crack of the window, Feng Jin's heart trembled, there was no such scent in her incense, it was like the scent of datura.

someone!

Just as Feng Jin was about to call Shen Wenqing in, her mouth was covered by a cold hand.

"What's the use of His Majesty calling Shen Wenqing and Fu Yu in? I hate the two of them. What if I'm in a bad mood and use poisonous smoke or something to poison them all?"

A bewitching voice rang in her ears, and her cold and soft lips grazed her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.

Feng Jin frowned, and gestured for him to let go.

"I can let you go, but your majesty is not allowed to call. You might as well tell your majesty that it is useless for your majesty to ask them to come in. When I came in, I put incense on the doors and windows, and everyone who stepped in would be intoxicated by the incense."

Feng Jin nodded. Ever since she heard the door master's voice, she never thought of calling Shen Wenqing and Fu Yu in.

As the head of the sect said, it is useless to shout, but it will hurt them.

"Since there is mist in it, why am I fine?"

"Your Majesty has this seat..."

The door master said coquettishly, when he withdrew his hand, whether it was intentional or unintentional, his cold fingertips slid across Feng Jin's cheeks and neck.

Feng Jin frowned, but said nothing.

Seeing that she was silent, the sect master approached her, Feng Jin smelled that mandala fragrance again, it was very shallow and subtle, if you didn't smell it carefully, you wouldn't be able to smell it at all.

She glanced at him in surprise, "You smell like Datura flowers."

The door owner admitted with a smile, "Does Your Majesty like this taste?"

"do not like."

Feng Jin said, and continued to lie back on the beauty's bed.

She didn't care about the sect master's appearance, and she couldn't care, anyway, she couldn't stand against the sect master in this state, and she didn't want to let Fu Yu and Shen Wenqing come in to die.

Furthermore, for some reason, she was very sure that the sect master would not do anything to her.

He showed up for fun, right?

"Then what flavor does His Majesty like?"

"I don't like anything, I just like men who are clean and fresh, without any smell."

At the most cloudy time of the day, Feng Jin curled up in pain, shivering on the beauty's couch.

It would be great if Wuming was here, she could nestle in his hot arms and spend this most tormenting moment.

The door master watched Feng Jin struggle with cold eyes, the green lines on her body were rushing crazily under her skin, and her all-powerful face was distorted, which was particularly frightening.

Pei Xiu outside the house stared at this scene intently, her brows tightened.

(End of this chapter)