Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

chapter 153
"Sheng'er, if this position is really important to you, then I can give it to you anytime."

When Jin Xuanjing heard the words, the corners of his mouth became slightly curved, and under the light smile in his eyes, there was an unfathomable affectionateness, shining softly, and his deep and melodious voice was even more heart-pounding.

Mr. Fu Sheng was silent for a long time, then raised his eyes and crashed into the unfathomable abyss, for a moment, he couldn't extricate himself.

"Jin Xuanjing, the relationship between this king and you is not so close. I hope the emperor will respect himself."

Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Jin Xuanjing, and then said slowly.

"Why not, since he is my little uncle, he wants to kill me, so what's the matter?"

Jin Xuanjing chuckled softly, under the sculpted eyebrows, the narrow and beautiful eyebrows gleamed with streamers, and she couldn't move her eyes away for a while, her jet-black black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, the green bamboo jade hairpin was slightly rolled up, and her robe was as white as snow. Song, only the streamer in the eyes is bewitching.

"Jin Xuanjing, you will regret it."

Fu Shengjun Qingyue's voice was mixed with a little complexity, and the dull voice rang out without rush or slowness.

"I have regretted it a long time ago, so I am not afraid of regretting it."

The bottom of Jin Xuanjing's dark eyes deepened, the bright light flickered lightly and lightly, and the deep voice seemed to be mixed with an unusual heaviness in ordinary times.

Back then, if he had left later, he might have been able to take her with him.

Even at that time, she couldn't help her family to be safe, but at least she wouldn't be allowed to be homeless for so many years.

"The emperor rests earlier, and this king will leave first."

Mr. Fu Sheng suppressed the inexplicable surging emotions in his heart, slightly concealed the confusion in his eyes, and left calmly.

But if you look closely, under the half-covered sleeves, your hands are slightly clenched into fists.

After a long time, Chongtian saw Mr. Fusheng leave, and then he slowly walked into the private room, looking at Jin Xuanjing, whose eyes were downcast and glowing dimly, and couldn't help calling softly, "Master."

"What's the matter?"

Jin Xuanjing raised his eyes slowly, then looked at Chongtian and asked.

"Just now, my subordinate heard people in this small town say that this town of Raohe is not very peaceful..." Chongtian said cautiously.

"What happened?"

Jin Xuanjing then said slowly, got up and walked to one side.

"Master, in this Raohe Town, there have been flower pickers rampaging here a few days ago. It is said that... the flower pickers have left letters to correct themselves, and their words are not for appearances. They only want to harvest the hearts of good women." Chongtian said this, I also feel that the flower pickers are starting to be serious now. The flower pickers don't care about looks, they only care about kind-hearted women.

What Chongtian said made Jin Xuanjing's eyes darken slightly.

"Watch some regents in the inn."

After saying this, Chongtian felt even more suspicious, and then heard Jin Xuanjing slowly say, "If you disturb my little uncle, according to his temperament, he will not be kind to others."

After all, Chongtian felt that it made sense.

If the flower picker has no eyesight and accidentally sneaks into the room of His Highness the Regent, whether he can come out alive or not, we all pay a silent tribute to this maverick flower picker.

"My subordinate understands."

Chongtian nodded, turned and left.

And Jin Xuanjing was silent for a long time in the private room, and then he couldn't help but tilt his mouth, looking at the passenger boats on the river outside the window holding the lights, the bottom of his eyes flickered, "little thing, what you owed me in the past can only be repaid with your body."

In the bright hall at night, just across the bridge not far away, a Kongming lantern slowly rises. Unfortunately, the beautiful handwriting is included in Jin Xuanjing's eyes, the dark eyes are still deep, and the deep voice groans slightly.

"Love doesn't know where it started, but it keeps going deep."

　PS: Good morning, cuties~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)