Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 434 You Stole My Heart 4 More

Feng Jin's heart sank little by little, and she stared at Lu Yi with sharp eyes, "I ask you, where is Wuming?"

Lu Yi forced a smile, and said softly, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the general is fine."

Feng Jin stared at her suspiciously, her piercing eyes wished to see through Lu Yi's heart, Lu Yi was a little flustered by her staring, and quickly said, "The general is really fine, the general came back before lunch, and saw that His Majesty is still resting , and did not wake up His Majesty."

"Then where is he now?"

Feng Jin felt very bad, Wuming was not by her side, there was only one possibility, something happened to him and he couldn't come to see her.

He has just come back, they have just met again, nothing can happen to him!Absolutely not!She doesn't allow it!
"After the general came back, he went out of the palace again. He said that he found some clues. If he wanted to track it down, it might take several days before he came back. He asked his servant to tell His Majesty so that His Majesty don't worry."

Lu Yi said with a smile on her face, Feng Jin stared at her suspiciously, seeing that she was still smiling, she looked back, frowned and said, "Did you find any clues?"

"The servant didn't know either. He came back in a hurry, sat by His Majesty's dragon couch for a while, and left in a hurry."

Feng Jin's original good mood suddenly faded by half, and his tone was also indifferent, unable to raise any energy, "Go and bring the memorial."

From noon to night, Feng Jin had been reviewing the memorials, which were all trivial matters, but Feng Jin gradually became immersed in it, and forgot the worry of Wuming not being around.

That night, Wuming did not come back, Feng Jin tossed and turned for most of the night before barely falling asleep.

When I woke up the next day, the sun had already risen and the morning hours had passed.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the general has already ordered that during his absence, His Majesty doesn't have to go to court early, and all civil and military officials are used to it."

Feng Jin's stomach was heavy, and she couldn't get up like before, yawning before dawn, and went to court in the morning, and she couldn't sit on the cold and hard dragon chair for an hour, listening to The courtiers talked about trivial matters.

Wuming walked away for several days, and no letter came back, and he didn't bring any hidden guards, saying that he would not be discovered by others.

Feng Jin gradually began to worry. This night, she still tossed and turned until the middle of the night before falling asleep in a daze.

As soon as he closed his eyelids, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Feng Jin woke up with a jolt, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked in the direction of the smell of blood.

There was only a pool of bloodstains in that place, and the bloodstains were still flowing slightly, just dripping from people's bodies, but strangely, there was no one there.

Feng Jin sat up while supporting her belly, got off the dragon bed barefoot, and walked towards the bloodstain without a sound, with her ears pricked up, listening to the movement around her.

After walking a few steps, another bloodstain was found. Feng Jin followed the bloodstain all the way to find it, and finally the bloodstain disappeared in the direction of Yuquan Pool.

Looking at the screen, there was a shadowy figure behind the screen, and there were still a few drops of freshly dripping blood under the screen's feet. Feng Jin secretly concentrated her spiritual power in her palm, crossed the screen silently, and hit that person with her palm , The fierce palm wind made the muscles on the man's face tremble slightly.

"A Jin, it's me."

Wuming smiled wryly, Feng Jin saw clearly that it was him when he struck out with that palm, so he quickly removed his spiritual power and withdrew his palm.

Nameless has no clothes on her upper body, revealing a strong and broad chest, and a waist without a trace of fat.

Feng Jin remembered the blood that dripped all the way, so she dragged him over, looked back and forth, and tore off his obscene pants to see if there were any injuries on his body.

Wuming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Ajin, I'm not injured, the blood is not mine."

Feng Jin ignored him and continued to check. Seeing that there was indeed no injury at all, he let out a long sigh of relief. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the clothes that Wuming had just taken off in the corner. They were wet and full of blood.

"Since you're not injured, what are you doing hiding here? It made me think it was a thief!"

Feng Jin said angrily.

"Which thief is so bold, just came to the queen's bedroom? And which thief is so capable, and has escaped so many hidden guards?"

Wuming couldn't help laughing, Feng Jin glared at him angrily, "Which other thief is there? It's you, the thief!"

"Oh?"

Wuming elongated his voice and joked, "What did I steal?"

"You stole my heart! You are the worst thief!"

Feng Jin said viciously, Wuming held her face, and kissed her lips fiercely, "If you say a thief who steals my heart, who can compare to Ah Jin? Ah Jin not only stole my heart, my affection, My soul also stole my whole life, life after life."

Feng Jin's face was as red as a cloud in an instant, and she glanced shyly at Wuming, "When did you learn these sweet words?"

Wuming hugged her tightly, and kissed her lips again, "Do you like to hear it?"

"fine……"

"Fortunately, what do you mean? Do you like it or not?"

Wuming asked, Feng Jin's cheeks were flushed, she rolled her eyes at Wuming, and asked back, "Do you like it or not?"

"I think Ah Jin seems to like it, but I want to hear Ah Jin tell me personally."

His strong, muscular arms encircled her in his arms, creating a gentle and warm little world for her. He lowered his head and gently kissed her eyebrows, cheeks, every inch of her skin, Feng Jin His eyes were full of spring and mist, and the delicate red lips were slightly parted, like roses just blooming, waiting for the beloved to pick them.

"Do you like it or not?"

Wuming insisted on exhausting her, but refused to kiss her lips. Feng Jin was a little unbearable by his kiss, so she had to disarm and surrender, and said softly, "Of course I like it, I like it very much..."

"Then I'll talk more about it later, Qi Che really didn't lie to me, women like to hear these sweet words..."

The surrounding air suddenly became cold. Feng Jin glared at Wuming angrily, pushed him away, and left without looking back. He left Wuming and stood in a mess in the wind. He couldn't figure out the good atmosphere. Why did it get cold, why did Ah Jin get angry.

Until Wuming took a bath and got on the dragon couch for a long time, Feng Jin still ignored him.

"Ajin, Ajin, Ajin pays attention to me, Ajin ignores me, I feel tormented in my heart, I feel extremely uncomfortable..."

Wuming embraced her from behind, pleading in her ear, Feng Jin rolled his eyes, "Qi Che also taught you these words?"

"No, that's what's on my mind."

"Then what you said just now, the part about stealing your heart, was it Qi Che who taught you?"

"No, that's what's in my heart, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Feng Jin sighed softly from the bottom of her heart, slowly turned over, and snuggled into his arms, "Wu Ming, you are you, you are unique, you don't need to learn from others."

"I didn't imitate others, but when chatting with Qi Che in my free time, I would talk about what women like."

Feng Jin sneered, "Qi Che doesn't even have a family, how can he know?"

"He doesn't have a family, but he can talk about it in a straight-forward manner. He said that women like sweet talk, romance, surprises, flowers and jewelry."

Wuming looked at Feng Jin cautiously, "But Ah Jin is not an ordinary girl, so she definitely doesn't like these things, right?"

Feng Jin was so choked that she couldn't speak, in this respect, she was no different from other women, she also liked those things.

Feng Jin sighed from the bottom of her heart, and said in a flat tone, "It's okay. Compared with what I say, I prefer doing it."

Life is so long, no matter how nice the words are, it depends on the actions.

She hugged him in his arms, their white hairs were entangled, and there was one strand that could not be untied after a long time, Feng Jin smiled helplessly, "Does this count as a married couple, with no doubts about their love? "

Wuming used his spiritual power to turn into sword energy and cut off the tangled hair. After listening to Feng Jin's words, he thought about it, put the hair into the sachet Feng Jin made for him before, put it in his arms, and carefully placed the position of his heart. close up.

"By the way, Wuming, you have been here for several days this time, what did you find? Did you find Shen Wenqing?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the breath on Wuming's body became cold, and his face became dark.

"I found it. Shen Wenqing is indeed in the hands of the Empress Dowager. Except for some flesh wounds, he is fine. I saw him. The Empress Dowager seemed to want to win him over with the Jiangnan nobles. She did not torture him, except to lock him up all the time. Food and clothing are all well spent, and there are maids to serve him."

"Why didn't you bring him back?"

Wuming sighed, "I thought about it, but he refused."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, "Why not?"

(End of this chapter)