Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 388 No one wants to touch you
A few disciples of the Gate of Death passed by and saluted Su Wan respectfully, just like saluting to the sect master back then, and Su Wan also nodded haughtily just like the sect master back then, and waved them back.

Feng Jin's eyes flickered, and a certain idea in his heart became more and more intense.

Su Wan has changed, and power can really change a person.

Su Wan, who used to bow her knees in front of the sect master and was controlled by the sect master with poison, once ascended to the sky, she was no longer controlled by others, and was looked up to by the people below, how could she not change?
"What is Your Majesty looking at?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from Fu Yu's side, Feng Jin didn't answer, but smiled at her.

Fu Yu also laughed, and when she smiled, her eyes glowed with warmth and brilliance, and the coldness all over her body faded away, making her look lively and beautiful.

"Fu Yu, luckily you haven't changed."

Feng Jin said meaningfully, Fu Yu's eyes flickered, "Who has changed?"

Looking at the vast night, Feng Jin heard the laughter and playfulness of the soldiers in the distance, the corners of her lips slowly raised, revealing a hint of a smile, "Many people have changed."

The sect master has changed, Shen Wenqing has changed, Wuming has changed, and even she herself may have changed too.

And the fragrance is still fragrance.

"A lot of things will change. The environment changes, the location changes, and it's not surprising that people change. As long as the changes of that person are within the controllable range, there is nothing to worry about."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, it turned out that Fu Yu saw and thought very clearly.

"He just asked me if I knew the whereabouts of the sect master and the Asura girl. I told him, and I was a little worried."

Feng Jin didn't say what she was worried about, she believed that Fu Yu would understand.

Feng Jin's worries soon became reality.

In the middle of the night, Wuming still hadn't come back, Feng Jin finally couldn't hold on anymore, and took a rest after drinking the decoction.

While sleeping drowsily, Feng Jin smelled a strong smell of alcohol and woke up in a jerk, suddenly seeing someone beside the bed, Feng Jin slapped him without saying a word.

"A Jin, it's me."

Wuming's helpless and doting voice came, Feng Jin's palm was an inch away from Wuming's face, and stopped in a panic, the wind from his palm made the muscles on Wuming's face tremble slightly.

Feng Jin stared blankly at Wuming without blinking, and murmured after a while, "I forgot."

"Forgot what?"

"Forgot you were back."

Wuming was startled, took off his shoes and socks, got up on the couch and hugged her in his arms.

She has lost a lot of weight, and her bones have been clucking her nameless arm, and she is as light as a feather in her arms.

She has been pregnant for four months, but her stomach just bulges slightly, as if she is not pregnant.

Wuming hugged her tightly, wishing to embed her into his bones, and said in a low voice, "A Jin, I'm back, you remember."

Feng Jin smiled in his arms, "I remember, then..."

Her voice paused for a moment, then said softly, "When are you leaving?"

Wuming's arms holding her froze, and it took a while before he forced a smile, "Ajin, you know all about it?"

"When I came back, I heard Qi Che talking to General Liu, saying how to go after the Huns' army and fight many more battles."

Wuming scolded Qi Che severely in his heart. Qi Che, who was happily discussing the pursuit plan with General Liu, suddenly felt his scalp go numb, as if someone was scolding him.

Feeling that Feng Jin was in a low mood, Wuming sighed and hugged her tightly, "A Jin, otherwise, I won't go, I will accompany you back to the imperial capital..."

"I know you want to go. I know you have big plans in your heart."

From then on, on the roof of the Lanyue Building, he talked to her about the national conditions and situation of the Great Zhou, all kinds of internal and external troubles in the Great Zhou, the Huns in the north, the countries in the Western Regions, the turmoil in the southern border, the turmoil in the east With the unrest at sea and Jiangdong Wang's covetousness, Feng Jin knew that Wuming was not just a leader of the secret guards, he had the world in his heart.

She doesn't want to stop him, he has his dreams and high aspirations, she doesn't want to trap him.

"Ajin—"

"Go, I'll wait for you in the capital."

Feng Jin raised her head, and stared at Wuming with gentle and affectionate eyes, "But I have a request, you must come back before giving birth, Wuming, I am afraid of having a baby, so you must stay with me."

Wuming's eyes were red, "A Jin, I'm not going, I..."

Feng Jin covered his mouth and said with a gentle smile, "Go, I'll wait for you to come back, I know you can do what I ask."

Having just met and was about to be separated, Feng Jin's heart felt like a knife was twisted, but she couldn't help raising an eagle like a parrot or a canary.

Eagles are meant to soar in the sky.

"A Jin, I want your country to be more stable, I want your throne to be unshakable, I want to become stronger, and let the world know that as long as I am here, the country is yours, and the dragon chair is yours , and no one wants to touch your things!"

He looked down at Feng Jin, his voice changed from sonorous and forceful, firm and decisive, to gentle and caring, "The most important thing, Ah Jin, I want to be worthy of you."

"nameless--"

"Ajin, listen to me first."

Wuming interrupted Feng Jin's words, and seeing Feng Jin nod, he continued, "Everyone thinks I'm not good enough for you, Ah Jin, I don't care about other people's eyes, nor what those people say, but, Ah Jin, I I don’t want people to talk about you! I don’t want people to think that you are a fool who only believes in men and is deceived by men. I don’t want people to say that you have bad eyesight and picked the wrong husband. Ah Jin, I can be talked about, reviled, and belittled by the world, but I will never allow them to talk about you, belittle you! My Ah Jin is perfect!"

"I want to prove to the world that Ajin's choice is right, and Ajin's vision is the best! I am the best man in the world, and I am worthy of the position of emperor's wife and the unparalleled empress. I want to take my military exploits and make them shut up!"

Feng Jin hugged his strong waist and murmured, "I know, I know, don't worry, I will wait for you in the imperial capital, take medicine and rest obediently, and never let you worry, Wuming, I can wait , but only a few months, I can wait."

Wuming hugged her tightly, wishing to pull her into his body and integrate with him.

Seeing that she was clearly suffering, but she was still gently and considerately telling him not to worry, Wuming's heart ached like it was about to burst.

He really wanted to accompany her back to the imperial capital, but he couldn't.

On the one hand, if the Xiongnu were not seriously injured, Dazhou could not be stable. On the other hand, if Ah Jin wanted him to be the emperor's husband, then he had to use his strength to shut up all civil and military officials. , was questioned by courtiers.

"Ajin, Ajin..."

Wuming hugged her tightly and kept calling her name, only to feel that the name slipped from the tip of his tongue, so tender and affectionate that people were fascinated.

He had dreamed of her countless times in his dreams, and woke up calling her name countless times. Looking at the empty side, he felt extremely lonely and missed her even more.

It is said that if you do one thing too much, you will get used to it, and the same is true for missing someone.

When he saw a beautiful scenery, he would think that if Ah Jin was there, she would also like it.

When he ate a delicious dish, he would also think that if Ah Jin was here, she would also like it.

He wants her to see all the beautiful scenery he has seen, and wants her to taste all the delicious things he has eaten.

When we were separated, I only felt that longing was a habit. I never felt that this longing went deep into the bone marrow. Now that I am back, I think that I will be separated again. There were bursts of pain.

Thinking of this, Wuming couldn't help hugging him even tighter, so tight that Feng Jin's ribs seemed to be strangled, and couldn't help but struggle a little.

It's fine if she doesn't struggle, but when she struggles, Wuming's body can't help but react, remembering the words of Imperial Physician Liu, Wuming can't hold back even more.

Gradually, the breath in the handsome tent became hot, and it was so hot that one felt flustered and itchy, and one couldn't stop wanting to move around.

"Ajin—"

Wuming softly called Feng Jin's name, lowered his head to kiss her, the smell of wine on his body made Feng Jin almost drunk, and he couldn't help responding to him.

Wuming's movements were very gentle, whether it was a kiss or a cloud or rain, they were all extremely gentle, as if he was afraid that if he exerted any force, he would crush the delicate person under him.

After many days, Wuming was worried that Feng Jin would be tired, so he called Jin to withdraw the troops only once, and Feng Jin fell into a deep sleep after being happy.

Wuming couldn't bear to sleep, hugged her in his arms, watched her and kissed her all night.

When it was almost dawn, Wuming was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, when he suddenly opened his eyes, looking outside like lightning, someone is coming!
(End of this chapter)