Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 305 Ah Jin, I'm So Happy

This kind of gaze made Feng Jin a little panicked, her eyeballs rolled, she bit her lip with her neat white teeth, and looked at Wuming pitifully, "Wuming, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again..."

A man can bend and stretch, so what does it matter if he shows weakness temporarily?
"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have recruited you."

"anything else?"

"What else?" Feng Jin's eyes widened, "What else?"

"Think about what else to do."

Feng Jin racked her brains and couldn't think of anything else. She looked at Wuming for help, "What else? Tell me quickly."

Nameless sighed and said softly, "Nothing."

Feng Jin looked at him in confusion, "Wu Ming, tell me, as long as it is my fault, I will correct it."

"it's not your fault."

Wuming lowered his head, kissed Feng Jin's lips superficially, then let her go, and asked Lvyi to come in to help her wash and make up.

It's not her fault, it's the fault of the man who coveted her!
Before dawn, Shen Wenqing came, and whispered to the maids and servants in the yard what she likes to eat for breakfast, what she needs to eat today when she is not feeling well, how thick the porridge should be, how much water should be hot, he carefully ordered.

His hearing was so good that he heard Lvyi and the maids praise Shen Wenqing for being so caring and considerate to His Majesty.

Regardless of whether Shen Wenqing did it on purpose or not, in Wuming's view, this was a threat.

Yes, he didn't know what Ah Jin liked to eat, how hot the water to wash his face was, whether he drank blood swallow or official bird's nest, whether he liked Dahongpao or Tieguanyin.

But so what?Ah Jin likes him, only likes him, others should put away those thoughts that they shouldn't have!
Although Wuming comforted himself in this way, the anxiety in his heart did not decrease at all.

Lv Yi led the maids in a file, and the room was lit and brightly illuminated. After the maids changed Feng Jin's clothes, Shen Wenqing also came in, holding a paper hanging on the foot of the carrier pigeon. cylinder.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the emperor."

"Bring it."

Feng Jin yawned, stretched out his hand to beckon Wuming over, and leaned lazily in his arms.

Shen Wenqing's eyes darkened, and she took out a note and presented it to Feng Jin, but Feng Jin didn't answer it, instead, Wuming took it and handed it to her. Shen Wenqing looked over in surprise, and met Wuming's complacent gaze.

Shen Wenqing frowned, but said nothing.

Feng Jin opened the note and took a look, then said calmly, "Li Yi is still jumping up and down, Pei Xiu is watching, you should take a look."

Shen Wenqing was about to pick it up, but she saw Feng Jin handing the note to Wuming, Wuming took the note, and secretly glanced at Shen Wenqing with even more complacent eyes, Shen Wenqing's heart sank, but she didn't show anything on her face.

When Wuming was away, the Queen had to discuss matters with him as soon as possible. As soon as Wuming came back, the No. 1 in the Queen's heart became Wuming.

Shen Wenqing's heart was heavy, as if a huge boulder weighed on him, he couldn't blame the queen for favoring one another, the queen's heart was always on Wuming, and never stayed on him.

It's his wishful thinking, who can he blame?

Seeing the gloom in Shen Wenqing's eyes, Wuming felt much better. The stimulation he received from Shen Wenqing before had faded a lot.

But when it came time to eat breakfast, Wuming was stimulated again.

"Put the red dates and sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of His Majesty, it nourishes Qi and blood, and is suitable for His Majesty to eat."

"The tea should be [-]% hot. Remember, the taste of the tea will be weak if it is [-]% hot."

"Where's the bird's nest? It's time to serve it up."

"Where's your majesty's scallop porridge?"

Shen Wenqing kept ordering everything in detail, Wuming's face became more and more serious, especially when Shen Wenqing gave him a provocative look, Wuming's face sank to the bottom.

If it wasn't for Feng Jin being here, he really wanted to throw the table on Shen Wenqing's face.

The turbulent tide between the two men, swords and swords, all fell into Feng Jin's eyes. She looked at Shen Wenqing who was busy, and said helplessly, "Okay, Wen Qing, don't be so busy."

"Your Majesty, I am not tired. It is my blessing to serve Your Majesty."

As Shen Wenqing said, she served Feng Jin a bowl of scallop porridge.

The smile on Feng Jin's face froze. When Wuming was away, I never saw you so considerate!Is it intentional or sincere, when I can't see it?

Seeing that Feng Jin's face was not looking well, the green robe quickly took Shen Wenqing's hand, and said with a smile, "Young Master Shen, please sit down and have a meal. Serving His Majesty is a servant's job, you must not take away the servant's job."

Only then did Shen Wenqing sit down, sitting next to Feng Jin with Wuming on the left and right.

Shen Wenqing picked up a soup dumpling for Feng Jin, and Wuming picked up a piece of emerald jade cake for Feng Jin not to be outdone. When Shen Wenqing saw it, she continued to put it for Feng Jin. How could Wuming lose to him?
After going back and forth, the bowls in front of Feng Jin piled up like mountain buns.

She looked at the bowl with no place to drink, and sighed softly, "Lvyi, I don't have much appetite, so I reward you."

Against the anger of Shen Wenqing and Wuming, Lvyi bit the bullet and took the bowl away.

Feng Jin's eyes swept over the faces of Shen Wenqing and Wuming, who had very ugly faces, and finally landed on Shen Wenqing's face, "Wen Qing, how is Mrs. Shen?"

"Grandmother is fine, His Majesty Lao is concerned."

"That's good. You go back to Shen's house and say that I will visit Mrs. Tai later."

Shen Wenqing's face was full of joy. This was a supreme honor. He had a deep relationship with his grandmother. It was an honor for the empress to visit her.

"The humble minister has stepped back first, and the Shen family is waiting for His Majesty's arrival."

"Go."

After Shen Wenqing left, Feng Jin gave Wuming an unhappy look, and tapped his forehead vigorously, "You, why are you fighting with Shen Wenqing? You are different from him!"

"What's the difference?"

"He is my subject, and you are my man, can it be the same?"

Wuming's eyes lit up, Feng Jin was still talking, "Besides, this is another courtyard of the Shen family, Wen Qing is the master, you and I are both guests, and you, as a guest, can't treat the master like this..."

"Ajin!"

Wuming suddenly interrupted Feng Jin's words, "What's wrong?"

Wuming hugged her tightly, "You just said that Shen Wenqing is your subject and I am your man?"

"correct."

"You also said that Shen Wenqing is the master, and you and I are both guests, and we are one?"

"Yes."

Wuming suddenly held her face and kissed her hard on the lips, "A Jin, I am so happy."

Although Feng Jin didn't know why he was so happy suddenly, but he was happy, and she was also in a good mood. She kissed his lips, Wuming hugged her even tighter, wishing to embed her into his bones.

"Ajin, Ajin, my Ajin..."

He murmured her name, one after another.

"Nameless, what's wrong with you?"

His abnormality made Feng Jin a little uneasy. She held his face tightly and stared into his eyes, but saw that those deep and vast eyes were dazzling and sparkling, and the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned. Really happy.

"It's nothing, I'm just happy in my heart, and I can't hold myself."

Wuming let go of her and regained his composure, but he only let go for a moment, then came to hug her again, "A Jin, what about the others?"

His rambling words made Feng Jin confused, "What other people?"

"Other men."

Nameless hugged her tightly, and pecked her lips gently, making Feng Jin's body itchy and his face hot, "Aren't other men also outsiders, and I'm the only one with you?"

"Of course! Everyone else is an outsider, but you are an insider."

Feng Jin was a little confused by his kiss, and said vaguely.

Wuming hugged her even tighter, kissed her face indiscriminately, and kissed and kissed, his movements became more and more frenzied and out of control, as if there was nowhere to vent his emotions.

"No name, I have a menstrual event..."

Sensing the changes in Wuming's body, his body was very hot, and even his breathing became much heavier, Feng Jin murmured to remind him.

"I know, I'm just too happy, I can't help but want to kiss you, I don't do anything else, I can't bear it..."

Although Wuming said that he could bear it, but after kissing and kissing, the two of them rolled onto the bed again, and the green clothes led the maids back away without a sound, and gently closed the door.

"Ajin, Ajin, I can't take it anymore, what should I do?"

Wuming's voice was hoarse and charming, revealing a bit of grievance and pity, which made Feng Jin tremble all over. She hugged Wuming's waist tightly and remained half awake, "If you can't bear it, you have to bear it. Just bear it for a few days. Wait a few days. The menstruation is over, I..."

Wuming hugged her, sighed heavily, and the hot breath sprayed into Feng Jin's ears, making her whole body feel hot and limp.

Just when an idea popped into Feng Jin's mind, Wuming suddenly let her go, and strode out the door.

Feng Jin was startled, and hurriedly chased him out. There was no one else outside, and she panicked all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)