Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1225
"Let's put it aside for now."

Feng Qingyao was a little careless and didn't have the mind to eat at all.

"Yes."

Green Bamboo retreated silently.

A figure quietly came behind Feng Qingyao, "Why don't you eat?"

Feng Qingyao was startled, and after identifying who the familiar voice came from, she was relieved, and when she turned her head, she saw Duan Muhong staring at her with a bad expression.

"You, aren't you accompanying Father in the front hall? Why are you here?" She looked outside in a panic, for fear that someone would see Duanmuhong in her room, and then closed the window again, slightly Take a breath.

Duan Muhong looked at her movements, but his face turned darker.

"Why are you so careful? Are you afraid that people will see you having a private meeting with me?"

Feng Qingyao didn't hear the sourness in his tone, she glared at him, and said angrily: "Didn't you promise me not to come again yesterday? You are so courageous, you broke in in broad daylight, if your father The king found out, I..."

"how are you?"

Duan Muhong's face was indifferent, and he looked at her with cold eyes.

"Let your father arrest me to see the officials? Charge me with breaking into the palace at night with the intention of committing crimes?"

Only then did Feng Qingyao hear the strangeness in his tone, and she was slightly taken aback.

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you talking so eccentrically? Who messed with you?"

Looking at her innocent face, Duan Muhong felt a little annoyed, snorted softly, and found a place to sit down.With a bang, the folding fan opened.He waved his fan slowly and said, "Why did Yao Zhengqing come to see you?"

Feng Qingyao frowned and walked over.

"You ask me, who do I ask? If the father didn't mention it, I wouldn't even know this person. How would I know what it means for him to come to visit suddenly?" She sat beside Duan Muhong, observing his expression, "What are you doing today? Are you so angry?"

"You do not know?"

Duan Muhong's complexion improved a bit, his eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand to bring her into his arms.

"It's fine if you don't know. Then Yao Zhengqing is not a good person. He has bad intentions. You should ignore him in the future."

"Bad intentions?" The pure Feng Qingyao naturally didn't know that someone was jealous now, so she said puzzledly: "But the father said that he is an upright official, he becomes famous as a young man, and he will have a great future in the future. He doesn't look like... a bad guy either."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and she could hardly hear it in the end, because she saw that Duan Muhong's face was getting darker and darker, and in the end it was as black as the bottom of a pot.She swallowed her saliva and dared not speak again.

Duan Muhong stared at her, gritted his teeth and said, "Oh? It seems that you have a good impression of him."

Feng Qingyao pursed her lips. In fact, she really wanted to say that Yao Zhengqing was really not a bad person.But she faintly felt that if she spoke out, Duan Muhong would be even more angry, so she simply kept silent.But he didn't know that her silence at the moment became the default in Duan Muhong's eyes.She did have a crush on Yao Zhengqing.

For a moment, he only felt that his heart was filled with anger, and there was a little panic and pain in his heart, and the hand around her waist was also slightly tightened.

"You are not allowed to see him again, do you hear me?" He almost gritted his teeth and said every word.

Feng Qingyao's expression changed due to his rare anger, "No, I didn't want to see him, my father sent someone..."

"That doesn't work either." Duan Muhong pulled her into him, looked down into her eyes, nose to nose, the distance between them was almost zero.

"If he comes again in the future, you will call him sick. In short, you are not allowed to see him again."

"Oh." Feng Qingyao was a little afraid of his livid face at the moment, so she nodded subconsciously.

Duan Muhong's complexion improved a bit, "Remember, if you still dare to see him in the future, I will..."

"I just didn't see him, why are you so angry?" Feng Qingyao opened her big eyes, "It's just a visiting guest, my father appreciates him very much, and I'm so kind to him for promoting him. I think he is also here today to visit Father, saying to come to see me is just an excuse, why are you so angry?"

Looking at her innocent face, Duan Muhong only felt that the anger in his mouth was suddenly overwhelmed, and felt that this little girl was really not ordinary.But that's fine, as long as she doesn't like Yao Zhengqing.

"Because you are my woman, I forbid you to meet other men in private."

When he said this, his tone was gentle, but his words were full of domineering and possessive desire.

"Who is your woman?" Feng Qingyao blushed and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense."

"What nonsense?" Duan Muhong hugged her in his arms, "I will enter the palace tomorrow, no, I will enter the palace in the afternoon and ask Ali to give you a marriage. I have to marry you back to be at ease."

"Marriage?"

Feng Qingyao's eyes widened, completely surprised.

"Why?" Duan Muhong frowned again, "You don't want to marry me?"

There was evil spirit in his eyes.

"No, no." Feng Qingyao shook her head subconsciously, and then realized that what she said was wrong, her face flushed again, she lowered her head and dared not look into his eyes, her fingers began to tangle her hair again, her eyes shy and evasive.

"Father, Father King will not agree."

"You just agree." Duan Muhong approached her with a gentle and lingering tone. "Anyway, you have a skin-to-skin relationship with me, and you can only marry me in this life."

Hearing the words 'skin dear', Feng Qingya blushed unavoidably and avoided his gaze.

"Who, who said that?"

"I said so." Duan Muhong frowned, feeling the need to make this girl realize who she was.Looking at her bright red cherry mouth, I suddenly remembered the feeling of tasting her for the first time that day, and my heart skipped a beat.Lifting her delicate white chin with one hand, she dodged her eyes and wanted to say something.He hooked the corner of his mouth and lowered his head to enclose her lips.

Feng Qingyao exploded with a bang, she subconsciously wanted to push him, but he grabbed her hands tightly and leaned over to press him down.

A cool breath rushed towards her face, and the scorching hot breath made Feng Qingyao's face flushed and her eyes blurred, her heart beating non-stop.

Tasting the soft and sweet taste again, all the anger and jealousy of Duan Muhong immediately dissipated completely, and he was completely intoxicated on her red lips.I feel that there is no delicious food in the world that can compare with the taste at this moment.Aware of her nervousness and slight dodge, he bit her lip dissatisfied, and she groaned.That soft chant was low and intoxicating, coquettish and hoarse, it was the flowing waves of drunken women, and the dream like a mirror on the willow head on the moon.Duan Muhong froze, and then the blood all over his body began to boil, and all of them gathered in one place.

He hugged her harder and harder, and the kiss became a little eager.

(End of this chapter)