Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 552

"What is mother-in-law doing?"

The sect master's crying voice was immediately frightened back. Seeing Feng Jin's bewildered look, the sect master suddenly felt blessed, "Fenghuang, haven't you seen yourself yet?"

Feng Jin smiled, her eyes were bright, "I just woke up."

Wuming rubbed her hair gently, and drew a circle between the sea water with his right hand, the sea water swayed slightly, turning into a round mirror.

Feng Jin looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't recover.

That face is not Ji Wu's face, nor Feng Jin's face, but her original face, her real face!

Seeing this face again, in just three short years, she seemed to be in a daze as if tens of thousands of years had passed, feeling both strange and familiar.

Feng Jin slowly stretched out her hand, and carefully stroked that face, the touch was soft and delicate, full of elasticity, it was real, not an illusion.

She's back, she's really back!

Facing the mirror, Feng Jin slowly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile, and the person in the mirror also smiled, smiling, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The heart in the chest is sore, swollen, astringent, and hot, with mixed feelings and emotions.

The tears became more and more turbulent, and flowed into a small river on the face. For more than 1000 years, I lost my memory and lost the past. In the end, I even lost my body and face. Now, I have finally returned!
She is Feng Jin, and even more Feng Jin, she is the most noble and unique Phoenix in Yunshan.

Neither Wuming nor the sect master bothered her, and stood quietly by the side.

Feng Jin slowly raised her head, gently wiped away the tears on her face, looked at the person in the mirror, raised the corners of her mouth, and revealed a radiant, confident smile, this is the real her!
A ray of colorful light flashed across the sea, illuminating the entire seabed as bright as day. A huge phoenix rushed straight up from the seabed, rolling up a huge blue vortex, and the phoenix vibrated its radiant wings, and rushed from the center of the vortex. Straight to the sky.

The whistling sound of the wind rang in her ears, and water droplets were still dripping on the feathers. As she flew upwards, the water droplets fell. Feng Jin closed her eyes and felt the sound of the wind. This was the happiest moment, hearty, and she already had I haven't felt this way for more than 1000 years.

The sun was shining on her body, and it was warm, and the colorful wings flashed with dazzling light. The huge wings were fully unfolded, almost covering the entire sky.

The phoenix soars above the clouds, and its wings pass through the clouds, breaking the soft, bright red clouds into two and dividing them into several small clouds.

Fortunately, there were no people in the entire East China Sea, otherwise, if someone saw such a shocking scene, everyone in the world would know about it.

Feng Jin kept flying up, higher and higher, only the sound of the wind could be heard in her ears, her heart was vibrating in her chest, and she almost wanted to yell out loud.

This is her, this is the real her!Free, dazzling, radiant!

The phoenix rises with the same wind in one day, soaring up to [-] miles!

Just when Feng Jin wanted to fly higher and rush higher, suddenly her wings hurt, and the spread wings folded uncontrollably, and she fell down from the clouds and fell headlong towards the sea.

A huge, vigorous dragon broke through the water and circled upwards, wrapping the falling phoenix with its dexterous tail.

Two rays of light flashed, Jiaolong and Phoenix both turned into human forms, Wuming hugged Fengjin and fell back to the surface of the sea, and returned to the bottom of the sea again.

Feng Jin's face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her lips. Wuming carefully placed her on the stone couch, gently wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, pinched her wrist, and felt the aura rushing through her body. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with Yuanshen, but the aura is a little messed up.

The nameless fiery palm gently held Feng Jin's hand, and with a stream of warm and gentle spiritual energy pouring into Feng Jin's body, those restless spiritual energy gradually calmed down.

Feng Jin blamed himself and smiled at Wuming, "It's all my fault, I got carried away with complacency at the moment."

"Your primordial spirit and this body haven't fully fused, and you can't fully control this body. That's why this situation occurs. It will be fine in a few days."

"How long will it take?"

Wuming didn't answer, just said, "I will let you merge with the body as much as possible, and become one."

He didn't say a word before the one-month period came.

Wuming knew that there was still half a month left before he could completely fuse Feng Jin's primordial spirit with this body, so he could only do his best to fuse them and minimize the unstable factors.

Feng Jin didn't ask any further questions. In the following days, she would do whatever Wuming asked her to do.

The one-month period is coming soon, and Feng Jin was very happy when she learned that she was going back to the imperial capital soon, "I miss Yao'er very much, and Yao'er must also miss her parents very much."

During this month, although there were some incidents in Da Zhou, they were all resolved by Pei Xiu and the others. Although the civil and military officials had some disputes, the overall harmony was still there.

But indistinctly, the Pei Dang headed by Pei Xiu and the Shen Dang attached to Shen Wenqing still emerged.

Fortunately, Qi Che, who ranks the highest in the army, does not rely on, does not stick to, nor participates in the disputes between the two factions. Don't come to him for all power struggles. He is only loyal to the empress.

The literati rebellion will not succeed in ten years. Although Pei Xiu and Shen Wenqing have the power, but they have no soldiers, they can only fight each other and fight each other without causing major troubles.

When they returned to the palace, it was time for dinner, and Aunt Zhong immediately asked the small kitchen to serve dinner.

Knowing that the empress and the emperor had returned, Pei Xiu, Shen Wenqing, Qi Heng, Song Ming, and Qi Che all entered the palace.

The first time they saw Feng Jin, everyone was stunned. This, is this their Majesty the Empress?
Although the appearance is still somewhat similar to before, but the look is completely different. In the past, Her Majesty the Empress was unparalleled in beauty and brilliance, but it is far worse than now. Today's Empress, the whole person seems to be shining , not like a person, but like a fairy descending from the earth.

Pei Xiu, Shen Wenqing, and Qi Che probably knew that Feng Jin was not an ordinary person. After the initial surprise, they quickly accepted the reality, while Qi Heng and Song Ming kept looking at Feng Jin.

"Have all the lovers had dinner?"

When Feng Jin spoke, her voice was slightly different, but her tone and demeanor were exactly the same. Although Qi Heng and Song Ming felt strange, they knew that the person in front of them was indeed Her Majesty the Empress.

"I have already had my dinner, but I just learned that Her Majesty the Empress and His Majesty the Emperor are back, so I went to the palace to pay my respects."

hello?I'm afraid there is a quarrel, so I come to her to judge, right?

Feng Jin knew it well, so he didn't puncture his mouth, just let them wait, he and Wuming had dinner slowly, while Yao'er was eating rice porridge and minced meat, dancing and dancing from time to time, very mischievous .

"Today I was full of suffocation. I was full during the day, and now I feel hungry. I want to ask for a bowl of rice in front of His Majesty."

Pei Xiu smiled slightly, Feng Jin glanced at the palace man, "Serve Pei Qing with bowls and chopsticks."

As soon as Pei Xiu took his seat, Shen Wenqing also found an excuse to take his seat. The two sat facing each other, staring at each other, like fighting cocks.

Feng Jin pretended not to be able to see, and asked the palace servants to serve Shen Wenqing with bowls and chopsticks, while she ate slowly and went to bed late.

Naturally, these two people didn't come to eat sincerely. Not long after they sat down, they started a fight. The two of you started talking to each other. They are both literati, and what they said was like a knife. You stabbed me. One knife, I will stab you with one sword, and the small dining table is like an invisible sword.

Both Wuming and Fengjin turned a deaf ear to each other. You bring me some vegetables, and I'll serve you soup. He Meimei's fight is in stark contrast to Pei Xiu's struggle.

Seeing that the Queen didn't speak, the two of Pei Xiu developed their verbal fight into a fight under the table, and actually started fighting under the table, you kicked me, I kicked you, kicking like a tiger.

The internal force of you coming and going, as well as the wind from your legs, shook the dining table violently, and the dishes on the table kept ringing.

Feng Jin curled her lips, revealing a smile that was not a smile, and gently placed her right hand on the dining table, the table was as stable as a mountain, and Pei Xiu and the two of them felt a thousand-thousand-weight force pressing down on them, causing their legs to move No way, they were so deadlocked in mid-air, the two of them couldn't move even if they wanted to retreat, like two grandson monkeys being pressed under the mountain top by the palm of Tathagata Buddha.

The two glared at each other fiercely, and did not beg Feng Jin for mercy, they both held on.

Feng Jin pretended not to see, ate and drank soup leisurely, and even fed Yao'er a few mouthfuls of rice porridge from time to time.

Gradually, pea-sized beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two of them, their clothes were soaked, their bodies trembled slightly, and the veins on their foreheads bulged.

The two couldn't bear it any longer, looked at Feng Jin with pleading eyes, and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty—"

(End of this chapter)