Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 339 Qianqian, don't play dumb with me

When Jun Moying returned to Fengyang Palace, Feng Qian was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

The bun that Dongyang combed for her just now was completely removed by her, and her hair was spread out on the bed unfettered like this. The black hair made her face even whiter.

Listening to her fine and even breathing, Jun Moying's originally irritable mood suddenly calmed down a bit.

Walking over with light steps, seeing her peaceful sleeping face, he took off his coat and lay down beside her lightly.

But somehow, even though his movements were so light, Feng Qian still woke up.

She glanced at him in a daze, opened her eyes and closed them again, as if she was still intoxicated in her unawakened dream.

Immediately afterwards, she leaned towards his chest like a cat, and sniffed vigorously.

Jun Moying was stunned, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qian said sullenly: "Didn't you go to find that Yu Fanghua? I heard if you did anything to apologize to me."

As she spoke, she continued to sniff a few times vigorously.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that there was no scent of powder, that she finally nestled obediently in his arms, obediently and motionless.

Jun Moying was stunned again, it turned out that this little thing knew everything.

Sighing lightly: "Fool." Jun Moying shook her head helplessly, "It's just a folk girl who just appeared casually, do you think I'm just so untroubled?"

"Casually?" Feng Qian asked back, and then chuckled almost inaudibly.

If it was really casual, he wouldn't have shown that look at that time.

Jun Moying noticed the fleeting slight arc at the corner of her mouth, her eyes darkened a little, and the hands around her couldn't help but pull her into his arms, wrapping her tighter.

"Shallow."

It's such a simple word, and it's a word he's called tens of thousands of times, but Feng Qian could hear a bit of difficulty in his tone, and...struggle.

"Huh?" She arched her head in front of his chest and looked up at him.

Because she had just woken up, her starry eyes were still somewhat confused and charming.

Tightly pursing her lips, Jun Moying asked in a calm voice, "That day...you saw it all, didn't you?"

Feng Qian's pupils shrank, but they were taken away by her in a moment.

Smiling far-fetchedly, she looked away from him and leaned back into his arms again. Feng Qian slowly closed her eyelids, rested her forehead on his chest, and spoke in a low voice.

"What day?" She paused, then asked again, "What did you see?"

Do you love Fangfei?

If this is what he asked, does this mean to confess to her now?
Feng Qian had some indistinguishable feelings in her heart for a while, she didn't know how to describe this feeling, she seemed to want to know, but also seemed to be afraid to know.

If Yu Fanghua hadn't appeared today, she would rather never bring up this matter again than know the so-called truth.

Often the truth is the cruelest.

"Qianqian, don't play dumb with me."

But Jun Moying refused to let her go so easily. How could it be so easy for him to let go of what he decided to say?

He stepped back a little bit, opened the distance between her face and his body, and then slowly held her thin face with his big palm, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

"Did you really see nothing after staying in the forbidden area for so long?" Jun Moying stared deeply at her with her phoenix eyes.

(End of this chapter)