Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 47 Did you really use hers as a pillow?

The moment Jun Moying stepped out of the room, the restless factors in her body finally calmed down a bit, but it is absolutely impossible to really extinguish them all.

He thinks that he has never been a person with heavy desires, but every time he meets her, it is really like being possessed by an evil spirit, and he can't control himself at all.

He frowned, his breathing was still heavy, and he came to the backyard of the inn in almost a moment, and he didn't bother to call Li Detong, and poured two buckets of water from the well directly on himself.

Although he is a martial arts practitioner, it is the twelfth lunar month and winter after all, but he seems to be unable to feel the freezing temperature, and all his movements are swift without any hesitation.I don't know if it was deliberately to cool down and turn off the fire, or if my mind was so messed up that I forgot everything around me, or both.

After making an appointment to touch a cup of tea, Jun Moying finally calmed down gradually, and the tightness in his lower abdomen gradually faded away.

He let out a long breath.

Under the clear moonlight, the figure of the man was stretched very long.

Surrounded by splashes of water caused by his actions just now, the wet area merged with his tall and tall shadow, but it did not show any loneliness in this silent winter night.The side face dripping with water is not in the slightest bit of embarrassment, it is still sharp-edged and handsome, and the looseness between the brows even gives people a faint, soft and hazy feeling.

Going back to the room and changing clothes, she came to Fengqian's door again, to Jun Moying's surprise, the little thing hadn't slept yet, but a dim lamp was lit in the room.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Pushing the door open and entering, I saw the little thing sitting alone on the inside of the bed, with his back facing the direction of the door, looking at the wind chimes hanging at the corner of the bed by the candlelight, and stuffing plum cakes into his mouth desperately.

"Qianqian, why haven't you slept yet?"

When the man's low and mellow voice sounded behind her, Feng Qian's back froze slightly.

She turned her head, the expression on her face couldn't tell whether it was surprise or joy.

It's just that when her eyes touched the crimson robe on the man, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her chewing cheeks stopped, swollen and stagnant.

After a while, she gulped down what was in her mouth, and said in a bad tone, "Why are you here again?"

Did you really use hers as a pillow?

In fact, she even wanted to say, since they are all gone, since they are all looking for Concubine Xi, then why come back?Do you really have to hug her to fall asleep?

Even so, my aunt won't serve me anymore!

These days, pillows also have human rights, okay?
Jun Moying froze for a moment, not understanding where her anger came from.

The pace of walking towards her never stopped, until finally standing beside her, he raised his eyebrows as if suddenly.

"Little thing, it was my fault just now. Don't be angry, okay?"

Jun Moying stretched out her hand, wanting to pat her on the head as usual, but this time, Feng Qian shrank back quickly and avoided it.

Jun Moying's hand just froze there.

He just thought that the little thing was having a temper tantrum with him, but now it seems that this is not the case.Looking at her hostile gaze, she clearly regarded him as the person who snatched the last piece of plum cake from her plate.

"What's wrong with Qianqian, huh?"

Jun Moying sat down by the bed, and stretched out her hand that hadn't been withdrawn persistently.

(End of this chapter)