Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 15
Sensing the unusual aura, Feng Jin slowly opened his eyes, facing Pei Xiu's cold and deep eyes.

Feng Jin covered her mouth and yawned, continued to lie on the beauty's couch, and said calmly, "Why did Pei Qing come to see me so early in the morning?"

"Just after the morning court, the minister came to visit His Majesty."

Pei Xiu's sharp eyes glanced at Wuming, he smiled mockingly, and said coldly, "The leader of His Majesty's secret guard is really capable. Not only can he perform tasks for His Majesty, go through life and death, but also serve His Majesty to bathe, change clothes, dress up and wash up. Can you serve His Majesty Wushan Yunyu?"

After hearing Pei Xiu's sarcasm, Feng Jin realized that it was Wuming who wiped her hair.

Her heart moved, her eyes swept over Wuming faintly, Wuming's expression was as usual, but his eyes were a little dodgy, not daring to look at Feng Jin.

Feng Jin withdrew his gaze, and said calmly, "He is my man."

In just five words, Feng Jin's attitude was expressed.

Pei Xiu's face became colder and darker. Feng Jin didn't know what to say, but he insisted on forcing out a definite answer, and said coldly, "What? He's just a dog raised by His Majesty, and His Majesty also likes it?"

Feng Jin sat up straight lazily, her expression was lazy and charming, but her voice was piercingly cold, "I'd rather have a dog than a person, just because—"

She paused for a moment, her cold eyes flashed over Pei Xiu's face, "A dog will always be a dog, but a human being is sometimes not a human being."

Pei Xiu's eyes turned cold, and just as she was about to say something, Feng Jin had already said, "Besides, Wuming belongs to me, if Pei Qing said something about cats and dogs next time..."

Feng Jin didn't continue, Pei Xiu snorted coldly, "If I say so, what will His Majesty do?"

"I'm just a puppet, what can I do? Being a puppet is really boring. If I'm forced into a hurry, I have no choice but to drop this burden and go out to have a good time."

Pei Xiu looked suspicious, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

Feng Jin curled her lips into a smile, "I heard that the Jiangdong King is brave and good at fighting. He is both wise and brave. He is my uncle Wang with the purest royal blood. Tell me, Pei Qing, what if I belong to him?"

Pei Xiu's face changed, and she stared at Feng Jin firmly.

The King Jiangdong is not as easy to control as the Empress. The King Jiangdong is the younger brother of the first emperor and his mother. Back then, the two fought for the throne to the point of life and death. In the end, the first emperor was able to sit on the throne, all thanks to the eldest son.

But King Jiangdong has always been jealous of the throne. In addition, the deceased Empress Dowager loved his youngest son and gave him the most affluent Jiangdong. He even forced the late emperor to allow him to have military power.

The King of Jiangdong has money, and he is only one step away from the throne. Pei Xiu has spent a lot of effort to suppress the King of Jiangdong in the past few years, and the two are in the same situation.

If Feng Jin's true Zen is located in King Jiangdong, the first person that King Jiangdong will deal with is probably Pei Xiu.

And Pei Xiu wanted to manipulate him like he manipulated the queen, it was just a daydream!
"Your Majesty really thinks so?"

"What do you say?"

Feng Jin threw the question back to Pei Xiu, Pei Xiu's sharp and deep eyes rolled over her face, Feng Jin let him look at her with a vague smile on her lips.

After a long time, Pei Xiu looked away and said, "Your Majesty, if King Anton sits on the throne, in order to prevent someone from using His Majesty's name to cause trouble, He will definitely execute His Majesty secretly. Your Majesty wants to sit in King Anton. practice……"

"It's better if the fish is dead and the net is broken than the fish is dead and the net is not broken. Are you right, Pei Qing?"

There was a smile on Feng Jin's lips, Pei Xiu's face was gloomy, the empress meant that even if she was going to die, she would drag him down together, the empress knew very well that King Anton would not let her go, nor would she let herself go.

"Your Majesty really hates the humble minister so much? Would you rather lure wolves into the house than deal with the humble minister?"

Pei Xiu's voice was a bit colder, Feng Jin was always smiling, even in those deep phoenix eyes, there seemed to be a slight smile rippling.

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, I will not do this. Pei Qing must not force me, otherwise I really don't know what I will do."

Pei Xiu's face darkened, and she stared at Feng Jin intently. Feng Jin looked calm and smiled lightly, as if he didn't feel Pei Xiu's anger.

I don't know how long it took, Pei Xiu withdrew her eyes, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I dare not."

Feng Jin took a deep look at Pei Xiu, the light in Feng Jin's eyes flashed slightly, and she smiled slightly, "I don't like heavy state affairs and paperwork, but I don't like it even more. Just like a puppet on a string, if Pei Qing gives me freedom, I will also give Pei Qing freedom."

What Feng Jin meant was that she didn't like dealing with state affairs at all, if Pei Xiu ignored her private affairs and gave her freedom, she would not care about Pei Xiu's affairs in the court, and all state affairs would be handled by Pei Xiu.

Pei Xiu's eyes flashed, "Your Majesty is serious?"

Feng Jin curled his lips into a smile, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed, "You are not joking!"

Pei Xiu smiled slightly and bent slightly, "Your Majesty is wise, and I thank you for your trust and trust."

Feng Jin was too lazy to talk to him in an official tone, so she slightly raised her hand, "Back off."

When Pei Xiu went out, she looked back, deep in the palace, the empress was lazily leaning on the beauty couch, her white fingers hooked around the nameless belt, as if she was about to do something.

As expected, the empress is still the same empress, she only knows how to have fun, and hangs out with the male favorites in the harem. Of course, Wuming has become His Majesty's new favorite.

Pei Xiu secretly felt relieved, just thinking of the quiet scene of the past years, and watching this passionate and sultry scene, Pei Xiu felt very dazzling for some reason.

His eyes darkened, and he turned to leave.

If Feng Jin knew what Pei Xiu was thinking, she would definitely yell that she was wronged.

She only looked at Wuming's belt because it was damaged, "It's so worn out, let Lvyi make you a new one later."

"No need."

Feng Jin thought that Wuming disliked the craftsmanship of the green clothes, so she explained, "The green clothes are very handy. I made a pajamas for me before, and the embroidery on them is vivid..."

Wuming interrupted Feng Jin again, "No need! Just go to the Garment Bureau and find someone to make one."

"Why do you have to go around in a big circle to the Garment Bureau to find someone if you don't need the green clothes?"

Wuming remained silent, Feng Jin was aroused by him and insisted on knowing the reason, Wuming was forced hard, nana said, "I heard people say that only wives can make waistbands, The subordinates don't want to..."

"You don't want to have anything to do with the green clothes? Then you go to the Garment Bureau to find someone, don't you still have something to do with other court ladies? Is there a difference?"

Anonymous was stunned.

"You, Elm Head!"

Feng Jin nodded Wuming's forehead angrily and amusedly, Wuming lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Then my subordinates won't make new belts."

Feng Jin was even more speechless, "If you don't get married in a few years, why don't you make a new one if your belt breaks?"

Wuming kept his head down and kept silent. Just when Feng Jin thought he would not answer, Wuming suddenly raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes, "Can your majesty make one for this subordinate?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Wuming's eyes were burning, sincere, desperate, and went forward bravely.

For unknown reasons, Feng Jin's heart beat a few times.

For a moment, a flood of heartache flooded her heart, she avoided his gaze, and looked a little lonely, "No name, it's not good for me to be popular."

"The subordinates don't mind."

Nameless said eagerly, this is his only chance, he has exhausted all his courage, he knows that, if he said it this time, he will not have the courage to say it a second time.

Feng Jin glanced faintly at Wuming's face, she didn't say anything, but Wuming understood what she meant.

His heart sank little by little, but he was still struggling, "This subordinate just wants to be by His Majesty's side, nothing else."

What he meant was that he only needed to be a male favorite, and he didn't expect anything else.

"I said that loving someone is too painful. I will never fall in love with anyone else in my life, never."

She used me, not me.

She thought of herself as an ordinary woman, and he as an equal man.

With a sudden jump in Wuming's heart, he said eagerly, "I, I don't mind."

Feng Jin turned his face to the side, looked at him intently, his eyes were dim, and his expression was lonely but firm, "But I don't mind."

Wuming's heart finally sank to the bottom of the valley. He looked at her in dismay, and said incoherently, "Your Majesty, yes, this subordinate has been abrupt, and this subordinate will leave."

This time, he forgot to leave through the window, but walked quickly towards the door.

Looking at his gloomy back, Feng Jin's heart ached a little, and she said slowly, "Nameless!"

Wuming stopped abruptly, and turned around hesitantly, the expression on her face was no longer the indifference she had when she first saw it, but instead concealed excitement, anticipation and uneasiness.

Even those eyes are no longer as calm as they were back then, a pool of stagnant water, black pupils, faintly pulsating with dots of light.

"Go and help me protect someone."

Wuming's eyes widened suddenly, and then those dots of light went out in an instant. He thought she had changed her mind by calling him to stop, but who knows...

Wuming stared at her in a daze, before speaking for a while, with a hoarse voice, "Who?"

"Chu Li."

Chu Li, His Majesty has praised him for his clean and pure soul. It turns out that His Majesty likes such a man.

He and Chu Li are two completely opposite types of people, one is clean and flawless, and the other is covered with blood, which has long been stained dark and bloody by Purgatory.

The purer Chu Li is, the more it makes him dark.

Wuming's eyes were gloomy, and his heart was as bitter as if he had been soaked in Coptis chinensis juice. He was silent for a long time, and whispered, "This subordinate takes orders."

Feng Jin picked up a book casually and looked down at it.

Wuming looked at her with nostalgia for a while, then turned to leave, and heard her voice faintly, which made the already cold palace even colder, "If there is nothing wrong, there is no need to come back."

The nameless figure froze, and it took a long time before he uttered a word: good.

After his figure disappeared, Feng Jin slowly raised his head, staring straight at the empty doorway.

After a long time, she curled her lips into a smile, but a tear fell silently from the corner of her eye.

(End of this chapter)