Chapter 102 Call Me Afeng
Tong Shiying knew that this was just a formality, and Feng Feicheng didn't care about being king or not.

Although she didn't know why he agreed, there must be a reason for him to agree.

Sending off the eunuch who read out the imperial decree, Feng Feicheng didn't speak, and the hall fell into a deathly silence. Mu Xue and the others didn't dare to breathe, desperately reducing their sense of existence.

Tong Shiying slowly walked in from the door. When everyone saw her, their eyes lit up. Seeing her was like seeing a savior.

After all, the palace lord has always had a different attitude towards this girl.

"Palace Master Fengda, now that you have the City Prince's Mansion, shouldn't you move away from here?"

Tong Shiying walked over with a smile, half serious and half joking.

"..."

Hearing this, Mu Xue and the others staggered and almost fell.

Miss Tong, you don't want to live, we still want to!
Unexpectedly, Feng Feicheng smiled lowly, and waved to Tong Shiying, with a deep and magnetic voice: "Come here."

Tong Shiying hesitated for a moment, walked over according to the words, and sat beside him.

"So you want me to move?"

Before she answered, Feng Feicheng said again: "It's not impossible to move away, but..."

He paused, and Tong Shiying asked curiously, "But what?"

"However, you have to move there with me!" Feng Feicheng looked at her with a half-smile, and flicked her smooth forehead with his slender fingers.

Tong Shiying immediately covered her forehead and laughed dryly: "No...no need!"

Come into the palace with him?No no... there was no way she would compromise.

"I think it's a good place here, and I don't want to move away."

She was a little nervous, and her voice was very low. Although she hadn't been with Feng Feicheng for too long, she still knew him to some extent.

Therefore, she was really afraid that he would force herself to move into the palace with him.

Feng Feicheng raised his hand, signaling Mu Xue and the others to leave. Seeing this, they immediately exited the hall quietly as if they were about to receive an amnesty.

Soon, only Feng Feicheng and Tong Shiying were left in the hall.

He looked down at her, suddenly changed the subject, and asked, "Do you know who the former owner of this other courtyard was?"

Isn't it Xuanyuanli?

Tong Shiying also looked up at him, originally wanted to say it was Xuanyuanli, but then shook her head lightly and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's my mother."

The corners of Feng Feicheng's lips hooked obliquely, forming a slight smile, with a hint of evil.

Tong Shiying: "..."

She asked him to move out just now, and after talking for a long time, this place is his territory...

Too shameful!

"The bedroom you live in now is exactly the boudoir that my mother used to live in before she entered the palace."

Tong Shiying again: "..."

"I'm moving out right away."

After all, she made a gesture to get up, but was grabbed by Feng Feicheng, her body was unstable, and she fell into his arms immediately.

A faint fragrance came to her nostrils, her heart tightened, and she struggled to get up, but was held tightly in his arms by him, and his low and seductive voice came from above her head.

"do not move."

Feng Feicheng hugged her, put his head on her shoulder, and sprayed warm breath on her neck, which was crispy and itchy.

"Hey, let me hug you."

Tong Shiying didn't dare to move anymore, she was stiff all over, not knowing what to do.

She wanted to push him away, but she wasn't as strong as him.

"Wind Crimson City, you..."

As soon as she called out his name, he immediately interrupted her: "Call me Afeng."

(End of this chapter)

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