Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 327 I'm Different From You

General Tang and the rest of the generals were also puzzled.

"It's not the Xiongnu's army, Wenqing, General Tang, do you still remember the day when the defense line in northern Xinjiang was breached, General Zhong Shu's army was attacked from inside and outside, and some people in Dazhou were cooperating with the Huns inside and outside, and those men in black burned After entering the barracks and disturbing the Zhong family army, they disappeared without a trace."

"As a citizen of Great Zhou, how can you do such a thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs? To lure wolves into the house is to set yourself on fire. The Huns are fierce and greedy. If they step into the border of Great Zhou, will they go out?"

General Tang said angrily.

"Over and over again, I already have a guess in my heart."

She clapped her hands, and the deputy chief of the secret guard appeared silently, startling the generals.

"Go and find out the truth about the attack on the light cavalry immediately!"

The deputy leader frowned, "Your Majesty, the leader is not here, and this subordinate must protect His Majesty."

"I don't need your protection. Anonymous is not here. Among all the hidden guards, I trust your ability the most. Go, you must investigate and find out who is behind the scenes!"

The deputy leader took a deep look at Feng Jin, and retreated silently just like when he came.

"General Tang, pass on the order to march faster tomorrow. First, take part of the food and supplies and go into battle lightly. The rest of the food and supplies will be escorted by [-] soldiers."

Tang Hong took the order and discussed some matters, the generals left Feng Jin's tent one after another.

Shen Wenqing didn't leave, saw Feng Jin sitting behind the table with a dignified expression, thought for a while, and made her a pot of tea, just after the tea was served, she changed her mind and replaced it with goat's milk.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, drink goat's milk and rest."

Feng Jin shook his head, exhaled a long breath, "I can't sleep."

Seeing Shen Wenqing standing on the side with hands down, looking at him worriedly, Feng Jin smiled slightly, "Wenqing, go and rest, I will sleep later."

"Wen Qing will accompany His Majesty, and Wen Qing will return to the tent after His Majesty rests."

Feng Jin forced a smile, and stopped persuading him, she knew it was useless to persuade him.

It was quiet in the handsome tent, the monarch and the minister were each thinking about their own concerns, Shen Wenqing looked at Feng Jin, opened her lips, and stopped talking.

"Just say what you want to say."

"Your Majesty, it has been more than half a month since I left Jiangnan and returned to the imperial capital, and Lord Unnamed has never been seen."

As Shen Wenqing said, she looked at Feng Jin cautiously. Seeing Feng Jin's normal expression, she couldn't help being a little surprised, "Your Majesty knows where Lord Wuming has gone? Could it be that His Majesty has a task for him?"

Feng Jin shook her head, "I don't know, I just believe him."

She has blind trust and love for Wuming.

She believed that he would not harm her or betray her, and she also believed that even if he left, he would come back eventually.

Shen Wenqing was silent, and said hesitantly, "Master Wuming's real name is Xuanyuan Ling. He was originally a member of the Xuanyuan clan. In addition, Xuanyuan Hao has been locked in His Majesty's dungeon and tortured all the time. Will he..."

"Do you want to say, will he hate me?"

"After all, they are father and son. Blood is thicker than water. Even if Mr. Wuming had a bad relationship with Xuanyuan Hao before, some things are hard to say."

Feng Jin took a deep look at Shen Wenqing, and said calmly, "Maybe you will betray me for the Shen family, but Wuming will not."

Shen Wenqing's expression was a little unnatural, Feng Jin said no more, "Back off, I'm going to rest."

Seeing that Feng Jin was a little unhappy, Shen Wenqing didn't dare to say anything, she bowed her head and stepped back.

Feng Jin thought he would toss and turn, but who knew he would fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, which is strange. In the past, it was difficult to fall asleep when he had no worries, but today he was so preoccupied that he fell asleep so easily. The pillow, the eyelids are too heavy to lift.

A wisp of strange fragrance drifted in silently, and a red shadow flashed past. The door master folded his arms and looked straight at the sleeping Feng Jin, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He used a bit of incense, which the empress would have noticed was not too heavy. Why did the empress sleep so deeply?
He thought that when he came in, he would definitely meet the empress' wide eyes, but the situation was a bit different from what he thought.

Is the queen sick?

The sect master thought for a while, and then went to check Feng Jin's pulse. As soon as he touched Feng Jin's arm, he felt a gust of sword energy coming from behind him.

annoying!

The head of the sect's complexion sank, he had no choice but to let go of Feng Jin's wrist, and slapped the person on the chest with his palm.

The two huddled together in the handsome tent, and Feng Jin slept soundly from the beginning to the end.

Shen Wenqing was not the sect master's opponent, and he didn't want to alarm other people, lest the sect master use poison to harm those generals who could lead troops to fight, so he could only whisper, "Your Majesty, wake up!"

Feng Jin suddenly opened his eyes, seeing the sect master and Shen Wenqing fighting together, he couldn't help but startled, when did they come?How did she sleep so deeply?It must be the recent march all the way, coupled with the bad battle reports ahead, which made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Seeing that Feng Jin was awake, the sect master withdrew his hand, and Shen Wenqing also retreated to Feng Jin's side, looking at the sect master coldly.

"Your Majesty is awake?"

The door master smiled alluringly, Feng Jin glanced at him impatiently, "What are you doing here?"

"Come to congratulate Fangchen to His Majesty."

Seeing Feng Jin's bewildered expression, and Shen Wenqing's first startled, then suddenly realized, guilt-filled expression, the sect master smiled coquettishly, "It seems that not only His Majesty forgot that today is my birthday, but even Shen Wenqing forgot. .”

Feng Jin glanced at the inscription in the corner, it was past midnight, today is the fifth day of March, which is also her birthday.

The door master looked at Shen Wenqing's shameless face, and didn't intend to let him go, and continued to mock him, "I also know how much Mr. Shen loves His Majesty, but so much, I even forgot His Majesty's birthday."

Feng Jin frowned, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing that Feng Jin was angry, the sect master restrained his playful expression, "Come here to give His Majesty a birthday present."

"no need."

"Your Majesty, please take a look first, and then refuse, okay?"

The door owner smiled and took out a box and put it on the edge of the bed, "Your Majesty, open it and have a look."

Feng Jin knew that if she did not accept this gift, the sect master would definitely pester her endlessly.

She frowned and looked at Shen Wenqing, "Take it!"

Just as Shen Wenqing was about to come over to get the box, the sect master pushed him away and said to Feng Jin with a charming smile, "Your Majesty, open it first and see if it suits you."

Feng Jin gave the sect master a cold look, and opened it casually. It turned out to be a piece of gold silk soft armor, which was much lighter than ordinary armor, but it was invulnerable.

"Your Majesty is going to the battlefield, this is a gift from this seat to His Majesty."

The sect master looked at Feng Jin with a smile, his peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, full of anticipation.

Feng Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and he said flatly, "You have a heart."

She was in charge of the imperial conquest, and the sect master gave her a golden silk soft armor that money can't buy. It has to be said that the sect master's gift was sent to her heart.

"Does your Majesty like it?"

"good."

Seeing the sect master's expectant face, Feng Jin was silent for a moment, and his tone softened a lot, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, as long as you like it."

"I went out on an expedition and didn't bring any good things with me. When I return to the imperial capital in the future, you can go to my private treasury and choose three treasures you like..."

Seeing the sect master's increasingly gloomy expression, Feng Jin asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

"You woman, ruthless, ruthless, cold-blooded, the most hateful!"

The door master said in a hateful voice, flicked his bright red sleeves, and stormed out of the handsome tent.

Looking at the curtain that was forcefully thrown aside, Feng Jin frowned, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't even know, the sect master's mood is always changeable."

Shen Wenqing knew why the sect master was like this, but he didn't want the queen to know.

It was nothing more than trying his best to find a golden silk soft armor and gave it to the queen. This was his kindness, but the queen actually wanted to return the gift.

Feng Jin just felt a little tired, and didn't bother to think about why the sect master was like this. She glanced at the soft golden silk armor, and said calmly, "Wenqing, I reward you."

Shen Wenqing was frightened, "Your Majesty, this is the golden silk soft armor, and your majesty's dragon body is the most important..."

"I'm not like you."

"What's the difference? They are all made of flesh and blood. Once on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes..."

Shen Wenqing said hurriedly, Feng Jin gave him a deep look, "I will not die."

She will not die. Even if her body dies, her soul can find a suitable host to be reborn. As long as her soul is not scattered, she will never die.

Shen Wenqing's eyes widened, her face was full of shock, Feng Jin didn't bother to explain to him, "Take it off, from tomorrow onwards, even if you sleep, you have to wear this gold silk soft armor."

Shen Wenqing still refused to take it, Feng Jin stared at him coldly, "If you don't take it, go back to the imperial capital tomorrow morning, don't follow me!"

Seeing Feng Jin getting angry, Shen Wenqing hesitantly took the gold silk soft armor, Feng Jin smiled slightly, and yawned, "Back off, I'm going to rest too."

Shen Wenqing took a deep look at her, "Your Majesty seems rather tired these past two days."

"Maybe it's because I'm too tired from the march and traveled a long distance."

"Do you want to let Doctor Liu show it to His Majesty?"

Feng Jin shook his head, "No need, Imperial Physician Liu has already rested, let him rest well, he traveled with the army during the day, and he was not acclimatized, was vomiting and diarrhea, and was exhausted, so don't work on him. Besides, apart from feeling a little tired, I have no discomfort."

Shen Wenqing retreated hesitantly.

Feng Jin drank a glass of water, fell back to rest, just fell asleep, suddenly someone rushed to the bed, Feng Jin woke up with a jolt, and it was the sect master's angry face.

"What are you doing again?"

"This seat gave you the golden silk soft armor, why did you give it to Shen Wenqing?"

"Since you gave it to me, I naturally have the right to dispose of it."

Looking at the ashen face of the sect master, Feng Jin was also a little angry, "If you don't want to, then take it back."

As she spoke, she wanted to call Shen Wenqing in.

"You woman, you have no heart! I have never seen such a cold-hearted woman like you!"

The door master said angrily, Feng Jin was woken up again and again, and got angry, "I said no, you insist on giving it to me, since it is a gift for me, I will pass it on to others Quanquan, if you are not happy, just take the golden silk soft armor back!"

The sect master stared at Feng Jin angrily, and gritted his teeth.

Seeing that he was so angry, Feng Jin took a few deep breaths, then softened her tone, "Forget it, if you're not happy, I'll send it to Wenqing, so I won't send it."

The sect master's expression was about to ease, when he heard Feng Jin say, "Take it back, I don't want it anymore", his lungs were about to explode, "I found this for you through all my hard work..."

"I don't need the golden silk armor, you can take it back."

The door master gritted his teeth and said, "You are reluctant to use it yourself, but gave it to Shen Wenqing instead. Is his safety more important than yours? Then where do you put Wuming? It seems that you are a woman who is easy to make fun of, and you have abandoned Wuming long ago. Thinking about Wuming is really stupid and pitiful, I have told him that you are tired of playing with him and abandoned him, he—”

The door master's voice stopped abruptly, his throat was pinched by a few strong fingers, and the pain was burning. Seeing Feng Jin's furious face, the door master became more and more complacent, and deliberately stabbed Feng Jin's heart non-stop.

The sadder and heartbroken she was, the happier he was!Who told her to ignore his wishes?Who told her not to love him?

He has put down his figure to please her, so why doesn't she love him?

(End of this chapter)