Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 316 Strangulation
A Jin was painted on the painting, and Pei Xiu was the one who did the painting. Judging from the scratch marks on the portrait, Wuming is also a man, so one can somewhat guess Pei Xiu's thoughts.

He stared at the painting for a long time, and originally wanted to throw away the painting, but he didn't throw it away after all, but showed Feng Jin along with the letter.

Feng Jin just got up, leaning on the lumbar pillow, his expression was a bit hazy, it seemed that he was not fully awake yet.

Seeing Wuming come in, Feng Jin's eyes lit up, "Where did you go?"

"Someone sent you a letter and a painting from the imperial capital."

"Who?"

"Pei Xiu."

Hearing Pei Xiu's name, Feng Jin raised her eyebrows, with a look of disapproval. Seeing her like this, Wuming felt a little better in her heart. It seems that Ah Jin didn't have that kind of thought for Pei Xiu, everything was caused by Pei Xiu Passionate, wishful thinking.

"Look at it, the painting is quite good, the brushwork is delicate and exquisite, and the composition is magnificent and gorgeous."

Wuming said duplicity, and handed the painting to Feng Jin.

Feng Jin opened it and took a look, his expression didn't change, so he casually put the painting beside him, "Where's the letter?"

Wuming suppressed the secret joy in his heart, and handed over the letter.

Seeing the words "Splendid Mountains and Rivers" on the envelope, Feng Jin's eyes flickered slightly. The original owner's name was Feng Jin, but she was not.

After opening the letter and reading it ten lines at a glance, Feng Jin's face revealed a sarcasm, and recently he slowly raised his head, revealing a smile that looked like a smile but wasn't a smile.

"What was written in the letter?"

"You can see for yourself."

Wuming took the letter and read it quickly, his face darkened a little bit, he squeezed the letter and said coldly, "What does he mean? He is the emperor, and Ah Jin is the queen? He has a very good idea!"

"He said in the letter that what a woman wants most is a husband who is single-minded and affectionate. He will be devoted to me and will never accept a concubine. , Take care of me, take care of me for the whole week, spare me from labor, worry, and sorrow."

Feng Jin pursed her lips into a smile, and the smile was a little sarcastic, "According to the calculation, this is indeed everything that an ordinary woman wants most. I don't know who taught him, but he actually understands women's hearts so well."

Wuming's face suddenly changed, "Ajin, you don't mean to promise him, do you?"

Feng Jin raised her lips and smiled, her smile was flamboyant and bright, "In your eyes, am I an ordinary woman?"

Only then did Wuming come to his senses, his handsome face turned cloudy and sunny, "Ah Jin is naturally not an ordinary woman, Ah Jin is the most unique and special woman in the world!"

When she said this, Wuming stared at her brightly and hotly. The admiration in her eyes was hard to hide. It was as strong as water, making Feng Jin's ears burn. Influenced by Wuming's fiery and affectionate eyes, he continued, "Of course I won't agree to him. Pei Xiu thinks very well. He will be the emperor, and I will be the queen. My mother will honor the world, and I don't have to worry about government affairs, and I don't have to work hard every day." If Feng Jin, who deeply loved Pei Xiu, would have agreed, it's a pity that I am not."

She got off the bed, stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet, her expression revealed an arrogance and domineering look at the world, "I am Feng Jin! I like the world, I like to be in power, I like to control my own destiny, and everyone else's. I just like civil and military officials, kneeling at my feet, shouting long live, long live, long live. I don't want to bow to anyone, and I don't want to bow to anyone. The emperor is the master, the queen? !"

Feng Jin hummed softly, resoundingly, "Even though the empress is honored by her mother, so what? She still has to bow her head and salute to the emperor, she still calls herself a concubine in front of the emperor, and she still has to entrust her fate to the emperor's hands." Whether the phoenix crown can be worn safely depends on the emperor's thoughts. Maybe one day the emperor gets tired of seeing the queen, or the emperor has other thoughts, and a decree can depose the queen or put her in the cold palace! I will never allow myself to fall into this situation!"

Wuming looked at Feng Jin who raised his chin slightly, with a firm expression, and thought a little, "A Jin, what if it was me?"

"what?"

Feng Jin didn't react for a while, Wuming asked again, "A Jin, if I am the emperor, what about you as the queen?"

Feng Jin's eyes flickered slightly, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"I just had a whim and wanted to ask."

Feng Jin's eyes floated up and down, flickering on and off, she looked at him for a moment, "Wu Ming, do you really want an answer?"

"If you don't want to answer, then that's all, I don't want it."

"But you still want an answer, don't you? You want to see in my heart whether the world is more important than you."

Wuming looked a little uncomfortable, and he said, "A Jin, I won't ask any more, you pretend I never asked, I just..."

He didn't know why he had such doubts, but it just popped out from the bottom of his heart inexplicably.

"You asked."

"I……"

Feng Jin smiled and interrupted Wuming, "Then I'll answer you."

She looked straight into his eyes, the room was silent, only the sound of each other's breathing and heartbeat, the nameless heart suddenly rose, and he could probably guess what Ajin's answer was.

As proud as she is, she will not entrust her fate to others, even if this person is him.

Feng Jin stared at him intently, and suddenly curled the corners of her lips, revealing a gentle and bright smile, "Wu Ming, if it's you, I would."

Wuming was stunned, Feng Jin's answer was different from what he thought, "A Jin, you, you don't have to be like this."

"Wu Ming, you don't have to feel heavy in your heart. This is just my choice. If you are really the emperor, I am willing to be the queen. Even if you are deposed in the future and thrown into limbo, that is also my choice."

"Ajin—"

Wuming sighed, and looked at her quietly, "You know, I won't."

"Will not dethrone me?"

Wuming shook his head, "No, I won't be the emperor, this world belongs to you, and I will protect the whole country for you."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair, "I will give you what you want, and I will protect what you cherish! Including this world, including everyone you value."

Feng Jin stared at him blankly. His eyes were as bright as the deep sea, as vast as the starry sky, as if they could suck people in. Feng Jin felt that her heart and soul had been sucked in by this pair of pitch-black pupils. He is all in his heart, and he can no longer see others.

"Your Majesty, the emperor has sent a letter!"

A hidden guard walked in quickly with a bamboo tube, and when he saw Feng Jin and Wuming who were embracing each other, he immediately stopped in his tracks, turned and walked out with a slightly red face, "Your Majesty and the leader have something to do, this subordinate will come back later .”

"Bring it!"

The dark guard turned back obediently, and presented the bamboo tube in front of Feng Jin. Wuming took it first. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the bamboo tube, he took out the note inside and checked it over and over again. Seeing that no one had tampered with it, he passed the note to To Feng Jin.

The dark guard couldn't help laughing, "The leader is too careful, right? This is a special carrier pigeon for the dark guard, how could someone tamper with it?"

"Be careful."

Nameless said indifferently, without explaining.

He wouldn't tell others that the reason why he knew that Ah Jin was coming to Jiangnan was because he caught the carrier pigeon specially used by the dark guards, peeked at their news, put the message back, and put the carrier pigeon back into the sky.

If he could do it, someone else might as well.

Feng Jin read the news carefully, the news was written by old fox Qi, the branch's spies in Beijing had detected it a few days ago, Pei Xiu had already moved, everything was done according to Feng Jin's previous arrangement, just waiting for Pei Xiu to transfer troops, Once the evidence is conclusive, Pei Dang will be wiped out.

This was originally Feng Jin's arrangement, but looking at the painting next to it, and the letter written by Pei Xiu, Feng Jin changed her mind, and she wrote a reply letter with a pen, asking the dark guard to fly away quickly Pass the letter back to the emperor to the deputy leader.

Ever since Wuming followed Jiangnan, Feng Jin asked the deputy leader to sneak back to the imperial capital quietly.

She wrote very fast, and the pen was like a snake. Wuming just glanced at it and noticed two words in it: strangulation.

Who is Ah Jin going to strangle?Is it Pei Xiu?
Impossible, the hidden guards of the imperial capital can't kill Pei Xiu, and Pei Xiu has masters around him.

After the letter was sent out, Jiangnan returned to calm, Feng Jin acted as if nothing had happened, still nestled in Qingluan's other courtyard all day long, having fun with Wuming, and if she got bored, she would go out to play in disguise, life would be different Live a carefree life, and from time to time, disguised as a noble son, took Wuming to the boat to listen to the song girl singing, and every time he had to make Wuming blush before giving up.

Compared with the tranquility in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial capital can be described as bloody and rainy.

(End of this chapter)