Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 534 Duplicity Nameless

Memories flooded out like a flood, filling Feng Jin's head in an instant. Feng Jin only felt that the crowded head was about to explode. The pain caused her to uncontrollably grab her hair and almost pull it out.

The aura as gentle as water slowly flowed into her mind, and gradually, the headache disappeared, those chaotic memories gradually became clear and orderly, thousands of years flashed by in her mind.

The earliest memory is nesting in a dark egg, listening to the gentle and deep voice from outside, the voice is like the sound of gold and stone, it is very pleasant, it is the first voice she heard, sometimes, she You will feel a pair of warm and powerful hands covering the eggshell, inputting a steady stream of aura.

She has nested in the eggshell for hundreds of years, and then finally came the day when she broke out of the eggshell. The sharp mouth broke the eggshell. The first person she saw had a handsome and stern face, seemingly silent and cold But in fact, those eyes were very gentle and warm, shining with the light of flames, which made her want to get closer involuntarily.

He looked at her, smiled lowly, and the laughter flowed in his throat, it sounded too good, it made her ears itch, when he smiled, she knew, this is talking to her day and night, giving her input Reiki people.

Gradually, she began to grow up, began to fly, and began to transform into a human form. For thousands of years, there was always a pair of gentle and silent eyes looking at her. At that time, she was ignorant, but now she knows the deep affection in those eyes. You can't hide it, everyone can see it, only she doesn't understand.

Although she didn't understand, but the hazy feeling grew quietly when she didn't know it. He wanted to marry a wife, but she didn't want to. She was very unhappy when she heard Princess Nishang talking about him with a smile on her face and full of admiration. Everyone said that Princess Nishang and Your Majesty were a natural match, and she was even more unhappy.

By the time she understood her own intentions and his intentions, it was already too late. The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation had arrived early, and she was sheltered in his arms. She had never experienced any wind and rain, how could she carry it through?The final outcome is nothing but ashes.

She closed her eyes in his arms, and at the last moment when her soul dissipated, she heard him roaring to the sky, his voice was no longer as gentle and pleasant as before, but became hoarse, and she heard someone screaming loudly.

"Your Majesty is bewitched!"

"Hurry up and kill the devil!"

"quick!"

……

Opening his eyes again, he found that he was on Lingshan, and his memory was lost.

Since then, that person's name has been erased, all traces of his existence have been wiped out, and all books containing him have been burned. Those who know dare not speak, and those who don't know have no way of knowing.

And she also forgot about him for 300 years!

Everyone can forget him, but she can't.

"Ajin, don't cry."

Wuming's deep and gentle voice rang in his ears, and Feng Jin realized that tears were streaming down his face at some point.

Wuming sighed softly, held her face tenderly, and lovingly kissed the tears on her face, Feng Jin was still crying, and said while crying, "Wuming, I shouldn't forget you, even if the whole world forgets you You, I also want to remember you, think of you, only in this way, you will not be obliterated, and the traces of your past can be left behind."

"Those things are not important, what is important is you."

Feng Jin nodded vigorously, and hugged Wuming's waist with all her strength, "Yes! Those things are not important, the important thing is that we get to know each other again, and get together again, for a long time, for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years."

Wuming's body stiffened for a moment, he smiled, "Yes, the important thing is that we are together, the important thing is that we can be together even if we have been separated for more than 1000 years, so, Jin, you have to remember that if One day, we have to part, you have to remember, we will meet again."

"We will never part again!"

Feng Jin said firmly, the light in Wuming's eyes dimmed slightly, he pressed her head hard on his chest, hugged her hard, wishing to embed her into his own flesh and blood, as if once he let go, he would lose her.

Feng Jin was so hugged by him that she couldn't breathe, and pushed him away forcefully, Wuming smiled apologetically, just as she was about to apologize, Feng Jin suddenly jumped up like a lioness, and pressed Wuming against the wall of the pool, her eyes burning The light was bright and hot, so hot that Wuming's body also became hot.

"Nameless, I want you!"

Feng Jin said bluntly that Wuming's body was getting hotter, and the blood in his body was almost boiling, but he still maintained his rationality, "A Jin, tomorrow is the wedding day, let's go to bed early."

As he spoke, he put his arms around her waist and wanted to push her away, but his hands involuntarily pulled her into his arms.

Feng Jin stared at him and smiled knowingly, laughing until the ears were red, "Duplicate little goblin! Don't you want it? Why are you holding me in your arms?"

Feng Jin hung on top of him, looking down at him with a sly smile on his face.

Wuming sighed, "Ajin, in order to avoid getting mentally ill at the big wedding tomorrow, or..."

"What? Are you afraid that you won't be in good spirits tomorrow?"

Feng Jin pursed her lips and said, her disgusted eyes swept Wuming's whole body, "Wuming, you shouldn't be weak, right? Seeing that your muscles are so good, you are actually weak, you are really strong...Ah—"

A light flashed before Feng Jin's eyes, and the up and down positions of her and Wuming were reversed. Looking at Wuming's tightly pursed lips, and the tense muscles all over his body, Feng Jin stretched out his fingers and poked his broad, powerful, muscular chest, "What? You are not allowed to talk about it? If it is false, it will be false. What's the big deal? Please take a look at the imperial doctor, and you will be fine after taking a few medicines..."

"Ajin!"

Wuming roared in a hoarse voice, Feng Jin was not afraid of him, and gave him a look, "What do you want me to do?"

"Ajin, I'm just worried that you're going to get married tomorrow and you're not in good spirits..."

"Obviously it's your fault, but it's still on me."

Feng Jin gave Wuming a blank look, hummed in a low voice, and erupted Wuming's anger together with the fire, gritted his molars and growled, "Whether it's true or not, you'll know soon!"

"Come on! I'm afraid of you—"

Feng Jin's voice stopped abruptly, and Wuming kissed him fiercely like a wolf, hitting Feng Jin's lips with burning pain, Feng Jin hugged his back, turned over forcefully, the position between the two of them was reversed again, Feng Jin Jin put her legs around Wuming's waist and looked at him proudly.

Wuming's eyes were burning with raging flames, and he didn't care about her up or down position. He hugged her waist, fixed her on his body, and kissed those delicate red lips fiercely again...

Half an hour later, the entangled two fought from Yuquan Pond to the dragon couch, and entangled tirelessly for another half an hour. When everything subsided, it was already over.

If it wasn't for worrying that Feng Jin would lose energy at the wedding, Wuming would not want to let her go.

Feng Jin yawned, and hummed softly in his arms, "I know you died because you were afraid that you would lose energy during the wedding night. Don't worry, even if you can't do it tomorrow, I won't tell others."

Wuming was so choked that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he rubbed Feng Jin's hair fiercely, and said dotingly and helplessly, "You—"

Feng Jin raised her misty eyes and smiled lightly, "I'm just kidding you."

She plunged into his arms and murmured, "Wu Ming, it's good to have you."

Wuming's heart felt hot, and he was about to say something when suddenly he heard Feng Jin, who was already sleepy, say vaguely, "Wuming, do you think it's weird?"

"Strange?"

"Ah."

Feng Jin let out a long yawn before saying, "Think about it, I was raised by you, from an egg to a grown girl, you are like my father, I am like your daughter, we , don't you think it's weird?"

Wuming was a little speechless, "Ajin, what are you thinking about?"

"Anyway, I feel a little guilty in my heart, and I always feel that I have polluted you..."

Wuming's head was full of black lines, "A Jin, stop thinking about these things, you little brain, what is this all about?"

"Anyway, anyway..."

Wuming waited for a while, but before Feng Jin could say it, he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Anyway, what?"

Feng Jin didn't answer, but let out a soft and long cry.

It turned out to be asleep.

Wuming kissed the hair on the top of her head, her eyes became more gentle, and the night outside the window was also gentler than before.

The sixth day of August is an auspicious day, suitable for marriage.

As soon as Maoshi arrived, Feng Jin was dragged up from the bed by Xi Niang to dress up, and her eyelids sank from sleepiness.

Although she is an emperor, she needs to wear a flat crown, and she will not wear her hair in a bun like ordinary women, but she needs to do a lot of preparations. For example, putting on makeup is a huge project.

Even if you are an emperor, you can't escape this one.

Feng Jin yawned, and looked around with half-opened eyes, "Where's Wuming?"

(End of this chapter)