Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 498 No one can take away her man
In the emperor's bedroom, everyone looked nervously at the empress on the dragon couch. When they saw the empress' long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, everyone stared wide-eyed, anxiously waiting for the empress to wake up.

When Feng Jin opened her eyes, what she saw was the greatly relieved faces of the ministers, Aunt Zhong, Fu Yu and the red eye sockets in green clothes, and Yao'er's bright black eyes.

Feng Jin looked at the hourglass in the room, and when it was just past time, she slowly sat up beside her and smiled, "I've only been in a coma for an hour, why are you so nervous?"

Aunt Zhong put the waist pillow behind Feng Jin, and said with red eyes, "Where is the hour? Your Majesty has been in a coma for three days and three nights."

Three days and nights?

Feng Jin froze, looked around at everyone, and everyone nodded.

How long has she been in a coma?
Feng Jin felt as if she had had a dream, a very, very short dream, she woke up before the dream was over, why did it take three days and three nights?

There was a faint pain in the heart, and the pain was faintly visible. Feng Jin gently pressed his chest, recalling the situation before he fell into a coma, and asked with a frown, "How is the battle ahead?"

That kind of heartache is too strong, could something happen to Wuming?

The ministers looked at each other, no one said anything, Feng Jin's heart sank a little bit, and his face sank, and he said sharply, "Say!"

Everyone looked at Lord Qi, he was an old fox, the best at talking, and the Qi family was deeply trusted by the empress, if he said something wrong, the empress would not get angry.

As everyone expected, Lord Qi had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the battle ahead is fine, and the King of Jiangdong was driven back to the Eleven States of Jiangdong."

Feng Jin raised her eyebrows, "He was driven back to Jiangdong? I clearly issued a secret decree that the king of Jiangdong must never be allowed to hide back in Jiangdong. With the help of the natural dangers of the Dongjiang River, he became a local emperor. What's going on?"

No one spoke.

Lvyi's tears suddenly welled up, big teardrops fell down, Feng Jin looked at her, his tone softened, "Lvyi, tell me."

Aunt Zhong tried her best to wink at Lvyi, and Lvyi wanted to bear it, but she couldn't bear the grief in her heart, so she burst into tears, crying loudly, "Your Majesty, Tang Jun is dead."

Feng Jin was stunned, and asked after a while, "How could Tang Jun die? Didn't he follow Wuming?"

"Emperor also—"

"Green clothes!"

As soon as Lu Yi opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Aunt Zhong who yelled harshly. Aunt Zhong frowned and looked at Lu Yi, and said meaningfully, "Lu Yi, you are tired, go back and rest, Your Majesty is here to serve me."

Lu Yi bit her lip, her eyes were red, and tears were streaming down her face. She glanced at the pale Feng Jin, and finally swallowed what she wanted to say, and was about to back down.

Feng Jin wanted to ask clearly. Seeing Lu Yi's heartbreak and grief, she was so thin that she lost her shape in just a few days, and it seemed that her belly of more than six months was very big. She still couldn't bear to spit on her heart. Salt.

After Lv Yi left, Feng Jin looked around the crowd with cold and sharp eyes, "Either you say it yourself, or I will investigate, it will only take a day and a half."

The ministers looked at each other, but no one said anything.

Feng Jin sighed deeply, "I already have a feeling that something must have happened to Wuming, otherwise, Tang Jun would not have died, and I would not have suffered from severe pain in my heart, vomiting blood and passing out. You should tell me, I will be fine."

She glanced at Yao'er, "Even if it's for Yao'er, I will support it."

The ministers look at me, I look at you, they don't want to be a young bird, if the words are spoken, and His Majesty vomits blood and passes out, no one can bear the responsibility.

In the end, Shen Wenqing sighed, "My lords, go back, Your Majesty has officials here."

The implication was that the ministers breathed a sigh of relief and retreated. Aunt Zhong hugged Yao'er, and Fu Yu also retreated. Shen Wenqing looked at Aunt Zhong, "Auntie, please stay with the prince."

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, Shen Wenqing was afraid that she would be overwhelmed with grief and do something stupid, so she kept Yao'er.

What happened to Wuming?Feng Jin suddenly didn't want to know.

"Three days ago, Dijun led his army and Jiangdong King's army for a final duel on the banks of the Dongjiang River. When victory was in sight, someone appeared to assassinate Dijun. Tang Jun died to save Dijun."

"Here, no one can kill Wuming!"

Feng Jin's voice suddenly rose, she suddenly thought of something, and her face changed drastically.

Is it someone sent by Bai Zhong?

Shen Wenqing looked at Feng Jin's paper-white face with heartache, and continued, "As for the emperor, he will die with that person."

Feng Jin firmly grasped Shen Wenqing's shoulder, "What do you mean by dying together? What do you mean?"

Shen Wenqing's shoulders hurt from being pinched by her, and without saying a word, she said, "That man is dead, he exploded himself before he died, and his backhand turned into claws, piercing Dijun's chest, and Dijun was blown away and fell into the east. Jiang He, Qi Che led people to search for three days and three nights, but found nothing."

Exploding spiritual power?

Shen Wenqing didn't know the power of the self-exploding spiritual power, but Feng Jin knew it. It's good to be far away, but if you are close to it, once you are hit by the spiritual power, you will either die or be disabled.

Her heart suddenly seemed to be frozen, and even her whole body was frozen.

She let go of Shen Wenqing's shoulders little by little, and murmured in despair, "Wuming won't die, he won't die, he won't leave Yao'er and me alone..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the emperor will not die, but he has not been found yet."

Shen Wenqing comforted Feng Jin in a soft voice, everyone knew that the emperor was bound to die, how could he not die after suffering such a severe injury and heart injury?

If it was an ordinary person who suffered an injury like the heart, even if there was no spiritual impact from behind, sending him flying into the Dongjiang River, he would not be able to survive.

But in this case, Shen Wenqing can't say it, the queen will definitely collapse if she says it.

He only hoped that Qi Che could find Dijun's body later, and wait for the empress to slowly accept the news that Dijun was dead and make mental preparations before finding Dijun's body.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the queen would not be able to bear it.

Feng Jin didn't know what was going on in his mind. She raised her head slowly, her eyes were red, but she didn't shed a single tear, "You're right, you want to see people when you live, and you want to see corpses when you die. Since you haven't seen the nameless corpse , that Wuming must still be alive! He has the seventh level of spiritual power, so he won't die so easily!"

It has already happened for three days and three nights. If the person is dead, his soul has been sent to the underworld.

She didn't dare to think that Wuming was dead, because if he really died, the timing had already been missed, and she couldn't even reverse life and death.

wait?Hell?
Feng Jin suddenly thought of something, threw off the quilt and got off the couch, without even wearing shoes, and rushed out the door with bare feet.

Looking at the dazzling sunlight outside, Feng Jin looked dazed and stopped abruptly.

She turned her head and glanced at Shen Wenqing who was following, "Wenqing, step back."

Seeing Feng Jin's hasty expression and strange appearance, Shen Wenqing was worried that she would not think about doing something stupid, so she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I have nothing to do today, so please stay with Your Majesty."

"You're fine, I'm busy, get out!"

Feng Jin's tone was a little impatient, Shen Wenqing didn't want to leave, Feng Jin's sharp and cold eyes suddenly shot over, "I told you to back down!"

Shen Wenqing was startled and had no choice but to back down.

As soon as he left, Feng Jin looked at Aunt Zhong who was holding Yao'er, she gently kissed Yao'er's tender cheek, and said softly, "You also hold Yao'er and step back."

As soon as Aunt Zhong left, Feng Jin immediately closed the door, put an incense stick in the incense burner, and the cigarette curled up. There was no wind in the room, and the smoke line went straight up.

Feng Jin suddenly stretched out her finger to block the smoke thread. After a while, she withdrew her hand, pulled out the incense, wiped off the incense ash on the incense, and exposed the peach branch inside. Feng Jin took the peach branch and gently inserted it into the pulp of her finger. Blood beads gushed out. Feng Jin wiped the blood beads and threw them into the incense burner. They burned together with the incense ash, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

The aroma became more and more intense, and it floated farther and farther, and finally filled the whole room.

Feng Jin sat in the room, smelling the aroma and waiting.

From daytime to dusk, the person she was waiting for hadn't appeared yet. Feng Jin was extremely anxious, but she didn't show anything on her face. During the period, Shen Wenqing and Aunt Zhong asked her outside from time to time, and made Yao'er babble. Tell her, for fear that she will be overwhelmed and do something stupid.

They were too worried, she wouldn't do something stupid.

Even if Wuming died and his soul was taken to the underworld, she would snatch Wuming's soul back from the underworld, give him another body, and let him be reborn!

No one can take away her Feng Jin's man!The same goes for King Yama!
From dusk to late at night, when the eerie aroma was so thick that it couldn't be dispelled, Feng Jin and the others finally arrived.

(End of this chapter)