phoenix returns to the world

Chapter 182 Are You Questioning Your Husband's Ability?

Ming Qiushui carried Feng Nishang back to the Nishang Pavilion, put her on the bed, immediately took out the medicine from the cabinet, applied the medicine to Feng Nishang herself, bandaged her very lightly, covered her with the quilt, and then sat on the edge of the bed. There was a touch of tenderness flowing, making that handsome face more and more handsome and charming.

The straight back, the natural noble temperament, makes women flock to him, but he never indulges in love, prefers to be alone, and doesn't settle for it, or find something new for a while, let alone find a random woman for the sake of his body. This is Ming Qiushui.

Although, the bridal chamber festivities between him and Nishang did not go according to what he thought in his heart, when his eyes fell on the red marks on the woman's neck, the satisfaction in his heart made his blood surge, his eyebrows and eyes raised, showing Seeing that the man's temperament was exceptionally good at this time, the upward curve of his thin lips swept away the coldness of the past, leaving a touch of chivalrous tenderness.

The man reached out and landed on the woman's petite oval face, the tender feeling made him linger, Nishang, I will take good care of you and prevent you from being bullied again. Those who bully you, I must make them pay for it.

Ming Qiushui withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and left a kiss on Feng Nishang's forehead, then stood up from the edge of the bed, lifted the long gown on his body, and strode away.

Ming Qiushui walked to the door, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Mo Xie, no one is allowed to disturb, offenders will be killed without mercy!"

"Mo Sheng, prepare the car," Ming Qiushui said before heading outside.

The light of the morning sun fell straight into the Nishang Pavilion, passed through several clear windows, passed through layers of veils as thin as cicada wings, and fell on the beautiful face with tightly closed eyes on the bed.

Feng Nishang slept very soundly this time, her small face was as delicate as a freshly peeled egg, with a hint of blush, emitting a stream of light, deeply attracting those dark and deep eyes.

The man's eyes fell on the rolled yellow scroll not far away, and then looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Nishang must be very happy to see it later.

Last night, he went to the palace specially for this matter. The matter of Nishang was his affair, and Nishang's enmity was his enmity. Now the two of them are one, facing all the problems together.

Perhaps it was because the gaze of the man beside him was too hot, or maybe the light from outside was too dazzling, Feng Nishang frowned slightly, and opened her eyes after fluttering her eyelashes a few times. The tenderness of a cavity and the prosperity of a lifetime are all in the woman's magnificent body.

The first thing that catches the woman's eyes is the magnified handsome face, with a smile that is not a smile, lips are smiling, brows are affectionate, deep black eyes are staring at her eyes without blinking, the man's hand is tightened, the place where the palms meet, There was a scalding temperature unique to men.

In an instant, the pink and tender face seemed to be dyed with a layer of intoxicating rouge, red, like the sky was full of sunset clouds, and the sun was like fire.

Feng Nishang wanted to break free from the man's big palm on his shoulders, turned around, her body moved slightly, a burst of pain came from her body, like bones being crushed by a wheel, and then reassembled, memories flooded like a torrent in an instant...

His face was blushing, as if he would bleed if he reached out and touched it lightly.

Just like that shy mimosa, it suddenly lowered its head, showing its unbearable shyness!
"Nishang, now you have finally become my woman," Ming Qiushui put his arms around the woman's slender waist tightly, announcing ownership, and his voice was even more gentle, just like the moment when her hijab came down at a wedding, seeing A gentle and elegant man, like Zhilan Yushu, can hardly hide his youth.

"Ming Qiushui, yesterday, really...really, it was you?" Feng Nishang didn't believe it at this time, because in her memory, he obviously didn't like women, why, why would he touch her?
After Feng Nishang was deceived by Jun Haoyu in the previous life, it is inevitable that she will be a little bit like an enemy. Her question, in other words, is asking why Ming Qiushui did this, and what is he thinking?Just to detoxify her?
"Why, are you questioning your husband's ability?" Ming Qiushui suddenly turned over, avoiding the wound on Feng Nishang's lower abdomen, and locked the woman under him.

With such a domineering posture, the whole body is enveloped in the small space left by the man, and the faint smell of weeds from the man's breath is also in the breath, which inevitably makes the woman shy again.

What does it mean to question his ability?Didn't she just want to ask him what's in his heart, why he likes to be so picky.cute?
Feng Nishang also has quite a personality, people are teasing her like this, if she doesn't make a move, she will show how weak she is.

"Oh? What's your ability? Is it like this, or is it like this?" Feng Nishang raised her arm and landed on Ming Qiushui's chin, and raised it slightly. A touch of makeup naturally reveals a feminine charm.

Those smiling eyes, black and white, reflected the man's handsome face, and also deeply attracted the deep affection in the man's heart that had not dissipated.

"You are so courageous, lady, since you are so enthusiastic, how can you hold your enthusiasm if you don't put in some hard work for your husband?" With a small mouth, his lips and teeth are close together, pouring out what he wants to say in his heart, expressing his love for women with the most direct actions.

Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

The sky and the earth sometimes end, this love lasts forever!

The warm spring night in the hibiscus tent, the slightest emotion, the sound of ecstasy.

The temperature inside the house is gradually rising, and the outside of the house is still chilly in spring. The air in the morning is exceptionally fresh, and everywhere is quiet, peaceful and peaceful.

Outside the Nishang Pavilion, the spring breeze is blowing the trees, the spring spirit is stirring the branches, and the fragrance is floating everywhere.

It was peaceful and thriving, but suddenly, an earth-shattering, eardrum-piercing scream came from a distance, waking up a group of people in the palace.

The voice became clearer and clearer from far to near, "It's not good, it's not good——"

I don't know who it is, yelling in Feihua Pavilion, rushing out of the garden gate, unsteady, stumbling, like seeing a ghost, liver and gallbladder split, face full of horror.

Mo Sheng stood outside the Nishang Pavilion, looked coldly at the figure, thoughtfully, turned his head and glanced at the unopened Nishang Pavilion, frowned, raised his feet and walked towards the figure, making a fuss, no surprise. Having seen the things in the world, the prince and the princess are still resting, so yelling like this, how decent!
The little servant's footsteps were very messy, with panic in his eyes, he was running wild, and almost ran into Mo Sheng. Fortunately, Mo Sheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and took out the sword he was wearing, and the unsheathed sword was pressed against the young servant's advancing figure. Then he opened his mouth coldly, "Early in the morning, why are you yelling like a ghost? It's disturbing the prince and princess, so I'll make you look good!"

The boy was pale, and seemed to be still stuck in the scene he had just seen, "Report to Mr. Mo, ten... two...Princess, she..." The intermittent voice made Mo Sheng even more nervous. She frowned, staring at this useless thing with displeasure, she couldn't explain a single thing clearly, she really resembled the Twelve Princesses, and her belly was full of recklessness.

"I'm going to die, I can't finish my sentence!" Mo Sheng wrapped his hands around the sword and put it on his chest, staring at the boy coldly.

"Mr. Mo...the twelve...princess is dead" the boy finally finished his sentence, Mo Sheng's eyes widened slightly, the twelve princesses are dead?
"Princess Twelve is dead?" Mo Sheng stared suspiciously at the boy, "Take me to see." Mo Sheng wanted to check the authenticity of this matter, lest he take the prince to Feihua Pavilion like yesterday, The twelfth princess is like that... Later, the prince gave him a hard lesson. From now on, he must find out about the twelve princesses before repaying him, otherwise he will be sent to Beimo.

Thinking of Bei Mo and what he has done, a chill runs down his spine, huh?Don't even think about it.

Mo Sheng walked directly into the Feihua Pavilion, and before he stepped through the door, he saw the corpse, which was very frightening. At this time, the Twelve Princesses had completely lost their former appearance. Naked, the exposed skin is also a piece of bruise, and there are even wounds in some places, lying on the ground stiffly, with both feet wide open, a large amount of blood coagulated on the knees can be vaguely seen, the whole body is completely stiff, and the eyes are staring straight. Staring somewhere, dying with regret.

"Princess Twelve, this...is this...?"

"Good servant..."

"too horrible……"

At this time, it was already Xu time, and the maids and servants had already started to work. Just now, the servant boy yelled so loudly that he attracted all those people. At the door, a group of people pointed at the twelve princesses, saying a sentence. The words kept falling into Mo Sheng's ears.

"Go away immediately, keep your mouth shut, or you will know the consequences!" Mo Sheng roared loudly, his eyes were full of sharpness.

Immediately, the group of people scattered and disappeared in Feihua Pavilion very quickly.

Mo Sheng's black eyes tightened, the prince got into trouble this time, the twelve princesses had an accident in Prince Qing's mansion, I don't know how the emperor will deal with it?

Immediately turned around and went to Nishang Pavilion, Mo Sheng stood at the door, raised his hand, knocked on the door, but did not hear any sound from inside, Mo Sheng continued to knock several times.

Ming Qiushui was about to kiss Fangze, and when he wanted to go further, a disturbing voice came from his ear, and he immediately frowned, originally he wanted to ignore it, but the knock on the door just didn't let him go.

"This time, I will let you go, remember that I will get back my principal and interest!" Feng Nishang immediately grabbed the quilt tightly, covering her pink skin, her face was red and she was smiling like a man. Fei smiled at her, rolled over and got out of bed, put on his coat and coat in one go, and walked towards the door.

Ming Qiushui opened the door, staring at Mo Sheng coldly with black eyes, as if telling him that it is better to have something urgent, otherwise...

"My lord, the twelve princesses are dead," Mo Sheng said boldly.

(End of this chapter)