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

Chapter 589

But seeing my daughter-in-law like someone so much, I still can't accept it in my heart.

It's best that my Chang'er only likes herself.

Others are actually not that important.

"It's not enough, otherwise..."

Then Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Nanmen Zhishang as if there was nothing there, raised his eyebrows at Feng Tianyue provocatively, and said casually, "Otherwise, he would not be here now."

Suddenly, the room was full of solemnity.

And the little guard suddenly regained his senses, looking at Mr. Fu Sheng nervously, always wondering if Mr. Fu Sheng meant that he really wanted to rob someone from his own Prime Minister.

"is it?"

Feng Tian laughed lightly, his warm and cool voice was still sweet, but the hand that hugged Nanmen Zhishang's waist was even more enveloping, "It's a pity that the truth didn't intend to give you this chance. "

"...Then what, should we have dinner?"

Nanmen Zhishang thought about it, but still didn't want the two to have a dispute at this time, so he interrupted softly.

But Feng Tianyue and Fu Shengjun both glanced at Nanmen Zhishang, and finally agreed to give Nanmen Zhishang the name, and then the four of them left together.

Only the little guard felt that the Prince Regent's residence in the Prime Minister's Mansion simply gave the two of them a chance to have a private meeting.

It seemed that for the sake of his master's happiness, he had to watch carefully, and he absolutely couldn't let the regent abduct their wife just like that.

Not long afterward, the four of them arrived at the dining room, but during the meal, Nanmen Zhishang kept bringing dishes to Mr. Fu Sheng.

"..."

Jin Xuanjing on the side pursed her red and thin lips, and suddenly felt that her Sheng'er had more personal pain, which was obviously something she should be happy about, but she always felt that she had less things to do.

For example, now, he used to pick up vegetables for his own Sheng'er, but now the dishes in Sheng'er's bowl are all picked up by Nanmen Zhishang...

"Shang'er..."

Nanmen Zhishang couldn't help looking away at that affectionate, cold voice with some sadness.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he raised his eyes, he bumped into those wet black eyes, usually cold and cold, but now he looked even more pitiful, like a cat abandoned by its owner.

Nanmen Zhishang suddenly couldn't bear it, and then subconsciously stretched out his chopsticks to pick up food for Feng Tianyue.

Seeing this, Feng Tianyue smiled contentedly, "Thank you, Shang'er."

Nanmen Zhishang took a look at Feng Tianyue, then randomly put some more dishes for Feng Tianyue, and this meal was the happiest dinner Feng Tianyue had ever had.

And then, Mr. Fu Sheng also looked back at Jin Xuanjing who didn't say a word during the meal, couldn't help but bend Zhu Yu's lips, and reached out to pick some food for Jin Xuanjing.

"eat more."

Mr. Fu Sheng then pursed his lips and said.

Seeing this, Jin Xuanjing's originally pursed lips finally relaxed, and then looked at Mr. Fu Sheng, his pair of dark eyes that were as dark as ink were still so bright that people wanted to look at them a few more times.

"it is good."

Jin Xuanjing bent her lips.

However, when the dishes were used up and they returned to the wing, someone was rude again.

"Sheng'er..."

This time, Jin Xuanjing kissed her neck, and then slowly teased her nerves, kissed those vermilion lips, and refused to let go for a long time.

Enduring entanglement to death, the emotion in the bottom of the eyes is even more surging and intense.

Mr. Fu Sheng suppressed some disordered breath, and raised his eyes to look at someone, but his bright and jade-like face was stained with magnificence, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

(End of this chapter)