Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 63 Why are you staring at me?
Feng Qian's face became even redder, and she glared at him from embarrassment, and said sourly, are there not enough women who give birth to you?

Jun Moying naturally didn't know what she was thinking, and rubbed her little hands wrapped around her, "Go, go back to the room, or you'll be freezing."

"No, you see, it was fine for me to run out at night before, but it's still daytime now."

"The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is wet, which is different from the dry and cold in the north. It's better to be careful."

Feng Qian didn't have to wander around outside, the snow in this yard was swept away, and the variety of flowers was not as many as in the imperial garden, so there was really nothing to see.

"Okay then." She nodded.

It's just about the humid climate. I didn't expect the ancients to do research on this.Feng Qian thinks it's funny, she was a southerner in her previous life, and the air quality is so poor in modern times and she hasn't seen anything wrong with her, how could she be so delicate now?

But with a different body, it's hard to say.

"Then are you with me?" She stared at the ground, took a step and tiptoed her toes, for fear that her embroidered shoes would be uncomfortable if they got wet.

"Naturally." The corners of Jun Moying's lips slanted slightly.

Feng Qian was stunned, he would answer so simply without a belt, after thinking for a while, he realized that he might have misunderstood her meaning.But asking her to ask again, or simply saying "Are you sharing a room with me", is really shameless.

Forget it, Feng Qian pouted.

Jun Moying had already guessed what the little thing was thinking when she showed that surprised expression.

I was so surprised, did I feel that if I went directly with her, it would be too disrespectful to Concubine Xi?
She didn't understand that he was the emperor, and he only gave face to whomever he wanted and was willing to give, not necessarily.

Thinking like this, but not pointing it out.

Although this little thing looks like a child on weekdays, in fact, she is very clear in her heart.So there are some things that need to be given some time for her to figure it out by herself.

Feng Qian glanced at the hands they were clasping, and was led by the man back into the room. The cold wind was blowing, but she didn't feel cold.

It was a wonderful feeling that made her have an illusion of tranquility.

It seems that he is not the emperor, and she is not one of his many women, they are just an ordinary couple in love, and there is only each other between them.

Unfortunately, it's just an illusion.

Feng Qian pursed her lips, and a barely audible sigh dissipated in the cold wind before it could escape.

"Look over there—!" Feng Qian said suddenly, pointing her finger in a certain direction.

Jun Moying froze for a moment, but stared at her small face without moving.

Depend on……

Feng Qian was both angry and funny: "Didn't I tell you to look over there? Why are you staring at me?"

Normally at times like this, shouldn't normal people follow their instincts to see the past?
this man...

What an unusual way!

Jun Moying was happy.

He didn't know what this little thing was going to do, but that was just his instinctive reaction.

If a generation of emperors were so easily influenced by others, wouldn't they be killed before they even made a move when facing the enemy?

"Okay, I'll just look over there." Jun Moying shook her head helplessly.

The implication is, do whatever sneaky things you want!
Feng Qian bared her teeth at the figure who was leaning towards him, then took out something from the big purse at her waist and grinned.

"Okay, you can turn around!"

Jun Moying moved, and before he could fully turn around, something stood in front of him.

(End of this chapter)