Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian
Chapter 23 If you want to kill him, kill me first!
Chapter 23 If you want to kill him, kill me first!
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to her, his body lightened, and the position between the two of them reversed again.
Feng Jin tapped his lips lightly with his slender and fair fingers, and smiled, "Zhen Wuming is really naughty——"
Her eyes are watery, looking bright, just looking at you like that, it seems to be able to look into your heart, make you forget everything, only her in your eyes and heart.
Wuming stared straight at her, as if a fire was hidden in his heart, he no longer cared about the way of a monarch and his ministers, nor disobeying orders, he suddenly hugged her into his arms and kissed her lips...
The room was getting hot gradually, and the clothes were scattered all over the floor.
With a bang, the door was kicked open, and Nanny Zhong's hasty voice sounded, "Master Xiang, Your Majesty is sleeping, please—"
Nanny Zhong's voice stopped abruptly, with a muffled sound, Nanny Zhong seemed to be kicked to the ground.
Wuming's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed the brocade quilt beside Feng Jin's body.
Even though he was very fast, the intimacy between the two still fell into Pei Xiu's eyes.
Especially the dots of purple-red hickey marks on Feng Jin Ruxue's skin hurt Pei Xiu's eyes even more.
Pei Xiu's face was so gloomy that it dripped, and he went straight into the inner room through the bead curtain, and saw Feng Jin's legs wrapped around Wuming's waist, although most of them were covered by the brocade quilt, a pair of tender lotus feet were exposed, exuding delicate The white luster trembled in mid-air.
This scene made Pei Xiu go mad with rage. Without saying a word, he drew out the soft sword in his waist and stabbed at Wuming's chest.
Wuming was about to stand up to fight, but was pushed back by Feng Jin.
Wuming looked at Feng Jin in confusion, Feng Jin's eyes were deep and dark, with a light that Wuming couldn't understand.
When that sword was about to stab Wuming, he was held tightly in his hand.
There was no sound in the room, only the blood in Feng Jin's hands, dripping drop by drop was so subtle that it was almost inaudible.
Everyone was stunned, Wuming looked at Feng Jin with heartache, and called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty—"
Feng Jin held Pei Xiu's sword tightly, as if she couldn't feel the pain, she stared at Pei Xiu expressionlessly, and said coldly, "If you want to kill him, you can, but kill me first!"
Pei Xiu's eyes flickered, he clenched his palms and then loosened them. After going back and forth several times, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Your Majesty really wants to protect him with his life?"
"He is my man! If you want to kill him, you can! Kill me first!"
Feng Jin refused to budge, Wuming stared at her blankly.
Pei Xiu stared fixedly at Feng Jin, trying to see through her thoughts from that cold and pale face.
However, he couldn't see through.
Those eyes that were only his in the past became as deep as the sea, with a faint light that he couldn't see through.
I don't know when, in those eyes, there is no place for him anymore, nameless replaced him, and a dark guard who only knew about killing people with bloody hands and as humble as a dog replaced him.
Pei Xiu really wanted to kill Wuming, cut him into pieces, cut him into pieces!
He has carefully raised the girl in the deep palace for so many years, from ten years old to 16 years old, from ignorant and ignorant, to budding, and then to quietly blooming, the brilliance is dazzling, the queen belongs to him alone!
Pei Xiu refused to give in, Feng Jin just held on to the blade tightly, refusing to let go, blood dripped on the brocade quilt, Wuming stared anxiously at the wound on Feng Jin's hand.
He wanted to persuade her to let go, but he knew it was impossible.
This is a battle between the empress and Prime Minister Pei, whoever backs down first will lose.
Pei Xiu and Feng Jin met each other's eyes, swords, swords and shadows continued, and the dark tide was raging.
Pei Xiu's face was livid, desperately suppressing the anger that was about to burst out that could destroy everything, while Feng Jin on the other side was much calmer. It could even be said that there was no fluctuation on her pale face, as if the injured person was not She is not the one who confronts Pei Xiu.
Pei Xiu was betting on whether she would really lose her life for Wuming.
Feng Jin was also betting that Pei Xiu would not find a suitable pawn other than her, betting that he would not dare to let her die now.
The two sides confront each other, and neither is willing to compromise.
During the stalemate, Feng Jin suddenly smiled, and slowly moved forward, pointing his neck at the sharp blade, "Come on, kill me, as long as Pei Qing sends the sword forward, it can pierce through me neck, easy."
"Your Majesty, do you expect this humble minister not to dare?"
Every word seemed to be forced out from between Pei Xiu's teeth. He stared at Feng Jin firmly, with turbulent waves in his eyes.
"Yes, you just dare not."
Feng Jin slowly moved forward, with her neck pressed against the edge of the sword, a drop of blood appeared on her crystal-clear snow-like skin, it was bright red, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, like a cinnabar mole.
No one saw, Pei Xiu's hand trembled slightly.
Feng Jin's hand gripped the sword even tighter, blood stained the brocade quilt red, the green clothes chasing after seeing so much blood, just about to exclaim, was frightened by Nanny Zhong's sharp knife-like eyes, abruptly The exclamation swallowed back.
Nanny Zhong winked at Lvyi, led her back, closed the door gently, and left the huge bedroom to the three of them.
No matter what happened here, she was not a servant who could know.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was pulled open from the inside. Pei Xiang walked out with a gloomy face, red eyes, and staggered steps.
Nanny Zhong lowered her face and waited until Xiang Pei's back disappeared at the gate of the palace before entering the room with a green dress.
Feng Jin was sitting on the bed, Wuming was bandaging the wound on her hand.
The soft sword was thrown on the ground by the owner, and the blade was covered in blood.
Just as Nanny Zhong was about to pick up the sword and throw it out, Feng Jin said flatly, "Wipe it clean, let someone send it to the Xiangfu."
Nanny Zhong complied, holding the sword and just about to step back, when Feng Jin said softly, "Tell Pei Xiu that this is his property, but keep it safe, and if you dare to point the sword at me next time, he will either Pierce my throat with a sword, otherwise I will definitely take out his heart with this sword!"
Nanny Zhong respectfully agreed, and retreated with her sword.
Together with Wuming, Luyi helped Feng Jin treat the wound on her hand. Just as she was about to treat the wound on her neck, Feng Jin waved her hand, "No need, it's just a small cut."
Seeing that her face was as pale as paper, with no blood at all, the eyes of the green clothes turned red, and she held back her tears and said, "Servant, go and make some blood-enriching soup for Your Majesty."
After leaving the room, Lvyi hid in the small kitchen alone, crying softly.
"Silly Lvyi, this is a good thing, why are you crying?"
Nanny Zhong walked in, sat beside Lv Yi, and smiled slightly.
Lvyi raised her tearful eyes and said unhappily, "Aunt Zhong, His Majesty is injured, and you still say good things? I misjudged you!"
Grandma Zhong is now the aunt in charge, and everyone calls her Aunt Zhong instead of Nanny Zhong.
Aunt Zhong wasn't angry either, she said softly, "Your Majesty got what he wanted, isn't it a good thing?"
The green clothes looked at Aunt Zhong in confusion, and Aunt Zhong nodded her forehead, "You, when can you be smarter, to serve His Majesty, loyalty alone is not enough."
"Ask my aunt for advice."
Aunt Zhong sighed, and said eloquently, "Your Majesty is not an impulsive person. He suddenly put himself in danger and was testing Pei Xiang's bottom line. Pei Xiang's concession made His Majesty pinch Pei Xiang's weakness."
Lvyi frowned, "Auntie, you said that your Majesty went down to grab Prime Minister Pei's sword, not because of Wuming?"
"Half is nameless, half is temptation."
Lvyi was stunned, and his tone became lonely, "Isn't His Majesty sincere about Wuming?"
"Silly green clothes, do you know what is sincerity?"
Aunt Zhong smiled slightly, her gaze became misty, "The emperor's sincerity is accompanied by helplessness, heavy responsibility, bitterness, and trade-offs. Your Majesty has sincerity towards Wuming, but she also has her own reasons."
"Auntie is saying that in the future, His Majesty may give up the nameless for other things, such as the country, such as balancing the court and so on?"
"Maybe, maybe not, who knows what will happen in the future."
There was a hint of pity in Aunt Zhong's smile, "Perhaps, for the sake of the country and the common people, His Majesty would even give up on himself, let alone others."
Lu Yi looked dazed, and said quietly, "Then, being an emperor isn't so fun."
Aunt Zhong lowered her eyes to hide the regret in her eyes, "Being an emperor like His Majesty is naturally not very happy."
Lvyi was stunned, and just about to say something, a palace maid in yellow came in, saw a whole row of small stoves in use, without even thinking about it, she directly took away the medicine pot on the small stove in front of Lvyi, and put Put her own jar on it.
"Huang Ying, what are you doing? This is His Majesty's medicine!"
The green clothes shouted loudly, and the court lady named Huang Ying curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Then you cook on another stove!"
Lu Yi was about to say something, but Aunt Zhong secretly stopped her.
Seeing that Aunt Zhong didn't make a sound, Huang Ying was even more proud. She cast a condescending glance at the white and green clothes, turned around and left.
Lvyi stomped her feet in anger, Aunt Zhong took the medicine jar and put it on another stove without saying a word.
"Aunt Zhong, you are the aunt in charge. Others have stepped on your head. You can bear it, but I can't bear it! Don't think that she is Mr. Li's opponent, I am afraid of her, and I will tear her face to pieces today. No!"
As Lvyi said, she was about to rush out to fight Huang Ying, but was dragged back by Aunt Zhong. Lvyi struggled desperately and shouted, "Aunt Zhong, don't pull me..."
"Lvyi, if you are so impulsive again, I will ask His Majesty to transfer you to another palace, so as not to spoil His Majesty's affairs in the future!"
Aunt Zhong said coldly, her expression was solemn and indifferent, the green clothes were frightened by her, she sat back awkwardly, and said very unhappy, "Aunt Zhong, Huang Ying is so crazy, she dared to take away your majesty's medicine, What the hell? Isn’t it just because it’s Mr. Li’s opponent? Mr. Li, that old bastard, has spoiled so many little maids and done so many outrageous things, so Huang Ying posted it recklessly!”
"They haven't been jumping for a few days, what are you in a hurry for?"
When Lvyi heard this, she was about to ask clearly, but unexpectedly saw Aunt Zhong staring at the yard intently, with that icy expression, Lvyi shivered from the cold.
(End of this chapter)
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to her, his body lightened, and the position between the two of them reversed again.
Feng Jin tapped his lips lightly with his slender and fair fingers, and smiled, "Zhen Wuming is really naughty——"
Her eyes are watery, looking bright, just looking at you like that, it seems to be able to look into your heart, make you forget everything, only her in your eyes and heart.
Wuming stared straight at her, as if a fire was hidden in his heart, he no longer cared about the way of a monarch and his ministers, nor disobeying orders, he suddenly hugged her into his arms and kissed her lips...
The room was getting hot gradually, and the clothes were scattered all over the floor.
With a bang, the door was kicked open, and Nanny Zhong's hasty voice sounded, "Master Xiang, Your Majesty is sleeping, please—"
Nanny Zhong's voice stopped abruptly, with a muffled sound, Nanny Zhong seemed to be kicked to the ground.
Wuming's expression changed, and he quickly grabbed the brocade quilt beside Feng Jin's body.
Even though he was very fast, the intimacy between the two still fell into Pei Xiu's eyes.
Especially the dots of purple-red hickey marks on Feng Jin Ruxue's skin hurt Pei Xiu's eyes even more.
Pei Xiu's face was so gloomy that it dripped, and he went straight into the inner room through the bead curtain, and saw Feng Jin's legs wrapped around Wuming's waist, although most of them were covered by the brocade quilt, a pair of tender lotus feet were exposed, exuding delicate The white luster trembled in mid-air.
This scene made Pei Xiu go mad with rage. Without saying a word, he drew out the soft sword in his waist and stabbed at Wuming's chest.
Wuming was about to stand up to fight, but was pushed back by Feng Jin.
Wuming looked at Feng Jin in confusion, Feng Jin's eyes were deep and dark, with a light that Wuming couldn't understand.
When that sword was about to stab Wuming, he was held tightly in his hand.
There was no sound in the room, only the blood in Feng Jin's hands, dripping drop by drop was so subtle that it was almost inaudible.
Everyone was stunned, Wuming looked at Feng Jin with heartache, and called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty—"
Feng Jin held Pei Xiu's sword tightly, as if she couldn't feel the pain, she stared at Pei Xiu expressionlessly, and said coldly, "If you want to kill him, you can, but kill me first!"
Pei Xiu's eyes flickered, he clenched his palms and then loosened them. After going back and forth several times, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Your Majesty really wants to protect him with his life?"
"He is my man! If you want to kill him, you can! Kill me first!"
Feng Jin refused to budge, Wuming stared at her blankly.
Pei Xiu stared fixedly at Feng Jin, trying to see through her thoughts from that cold and pale face.
However, he couldn't see through.
Those eyes that were only his in the past became as deep as the sea, with a faint light that he couldn't see through.
I don't know when, in those eyes, there is no place for him anymore, nameless replaced him, and a dark guard who only knew about killing people with bloody hands and as humble as a dog replaced him.
Pei Xiu really wanted to kill Wuming, cut him into pieces, cut him into pieces!
He has carefully raised the girl in the deep palace for so many years, from ten years old to 16 years old, from ignorant and ignorant, to budding, and then to quietly blooming, the brilliance is dazzling, the queen belongs to him alone!
Pei Xiu refused to give in, Feng Jin just held on to the blade tightly, refusing to let go, blood dripped on the brocade quilt, Wuming stared anxiously at the wound on Feng Jin's hand.
He wanted to persuade her to let go, but he knew it was impossible.
This is a battle between the empress and Prime Minister Pei, whoever backs down first will lose.
Pei Xiu and Feng Jin met each other's eyes, swords, swords and shadows continued, and the dark tide was raging.
Pei Xiu's face was livid, desperately suppressing the anger that was about to burst out that could destroy everything, while Feng Jin on the other side was much calmer. It could even be said that there was no fluctuation on her pale face, as if the injured person was not She is not the one who confronts Pei Xiu.
Pei Xiu was betting on whether she would really lose her life for Wuming.
Feng Jin was also betting that Pei Xiu would not find a suitable pawn other than her, betting that he would not dare to let her die now.
The two sides confront each other, and neither is willing to compromise.
During the stalemate, Feng Jin suddenly smiled, and slowly moved forward, pointing his neck at the sharp blade, "Come on, kill me, as long as Pei Qing sends the sword forward, it can pierce through me neck, easy."
"Your Majesty, do you expect this humble minister not to dare?"
Every word seemed to be forced out from between Pei Xiu's teeth. He stared at Feng Jin firmly, with turbulent waves in his eyes.
"Yes, you just dare not."
Feng Jin slowly moved forward, with her neck pressed against the edge of the sword, a drop of blood appeared on her crystal-clear snow-like skin, it was bright red, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, like a cinnabar mole.
No one saw, Pei Xiu's hand trembled slightly.
Feng Jin's hand gripped the sword even tighter, blood stained the brocade quilt red, the green clothes chasing after seeing so much blood, just about to exclaim, was frightened by Nanny Zhong's sharp knife-like eyes, abruptly The exclamation swallowed back.
Nanny Zhong winked at Lvyi, led her back, closed the door gently, and left the huge bedroom to the three of them.
No matter what happened here, she was not a servant who could know.
After an unknown amount of time, the door was pulled open from the inside. Pei Xiang walked out with a gloomy face, red eyes, and staggered steps.
Nanny Zhong lowered her face and waited until Xiang Pei's back disappeared at the gate of the palace before entering the room with a green dress.
Feng Jin was sitting on the bed, Wuming was bandaging the wound on her hand.
The soft sword was thrown on the ground by the owner, and the blade was covered in blood.
Just as Nanny Zhong was about to pick up the sword and throw it out, Feng Jin said flatly, "Wipe it clean, let someone send it to the Xiangfu."
Nanny Zhong complied, holding the sword and just about to step back, when Feng Jin said softly, "Tell Pei Xiu that this is his property, but keep it safe, and if you dare to point the sword at me next time, he will either Pierce my throat with a sword, otherwise I will definitely take out his heart with this sword!"
Nanny Zhong respectfully agreed, and retreated with her sword.
Together with Wuming, Luyi helped Feng Jin treat the wound on her hand. Just as she was about to treat the wound on her neck, Feng Jin waved her hand, "No need, it's just a small cut."
Seeing that her face was as pale as paper, with no blood at all, the eyes of the green clothes turned red, and she held back her tears and said, "Servant, go and make some blood-enriching soup for Your Majesty."
After leaving the room, Lvyi hid in the small kitchen alone, crying softly.
"Silly Lvyi, this is a good thing, why are you crying?"
Nanny Zhong walked in, sat beside Lv Yi, and smiled slightly.
Lvyi raised her tearful eyes and said unhappily, "Aunt Zhong, His Majesty is injured, and you still say good things? I misjudged you!"
Grandma Zhong is now the aunt in charge, and everyone calls her Aunt Zhong instead of Nanny Zhong.
Aunt Zhong wasn't angry either, she said softly, "Your Majesty got what he wanted, isn't it a good thing?"
The green clothes looked at Aunt Zhong in confusion, and Aunt Zhong nodded her forehead, "You, when can you be smarter, to serve His Majesty, loyalty alone is not enough."
"Ask my aunt for advice."
Aunt Zhong sighed, and said eloquently, "Your Majesty is not an impulsive person. He suddenly put himself in danger and was testing Pei Xiang's bottom line. Pei Xiang's concession made His Majesty pinch Pei Xiang's weakness."
Lvyi frowned, "Auntie, you said that your Majesty went down to grab Prime Minister Pei's sword, not because of Wuming?"
"Half is nameless, half is temptation."
Lvyi was stunned, and his tone became lonely, "Isn't His Majesty sincere about Wuming?"
"Silly green clothes, do you know what is sincerity?"
Aunt Zhong smiled slightly, her gaze became misty, "The emperor's sincerity is accompanied by helplessness, heavy responsibility, bitterness, and trade-offs. Your Majesty has sincerity towards Wuming, but she also has her own reasons."
"Auntie is saying that in the future, His Majesty may give up the nameless for other things, such as the country, such as balancing the court and so on?"
"Maybe, maybe not, who knows what will happen in the future."
There was a hint of pity in Aunt Zhong's smile, "Perhaps, for the sake of the country and the common people, His Majesty would even give up on himself, let alone others."
Lu Yi looked dazed, and said quietly, "Then, being an emperor isn't so fun."
Aunt Zhong lowered her eyes to hide the regret in her eyes, "Being an emperor like His Majesty is naturally not very happy."
Lvyi was stunned, and just about to say something, a palace maid in yellow came in, saw a whole row of small stoves in use, without even thinking about it, she directly took away the medicine pot on the small stove in front of Lvyi, and put Put her own jar on it.
"Huang Ying, what are you doing? This is His Majesty's medicine!"
The green clothes shouted loudly, and the court lady named Huang Ying curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Then you cook on another stove!"
Lu Yi was about to say something, but Aunt Zhong secretly stopped her.
Seeing that Aunt Zhong didn't make a sound, Huang Ying was even more proud. She cast a condescending glance at the white and green clothes, turned around and left.
Lvyi stomped her feet in anger, Aunt Zhong took the medicine jar and put it on another stove without saying a word.
"Aunt Zhong, you are the aunt in charge. Others have stepped on your head. You can bear it, but I can't bear it! Don't think that she is Mr. Li's opponent, I am afraid of her, and I will tear her face to pieces today. No!"
As Lvyi said, she was about to rush out to fight Huang Ying, but was dragged back by Aunt Zhong. Lvyi struggled desperately and shouted, "Aunt Zhong, don't pull me..."
"Lvyi, if you are so impulsive again, I will ask His Majesty to transfer you to another palace, so as not to spoil His Majesty's affairs in the future!"
Aunt Zhong said coldly, her expression was solemn and indifferent, the green clothes were frightened by her, she sat back awkwardly, and said very unhappy, "Aunt Zhong, Huang Ying is so crazy, she dared to take away your majesty's medicine, What the hell? Isn’t it just because it’s Mr. Li’s opponent? Mr. Li, that old bastard, has spoiled so many little maids and done so many outrageous things, so Huang Ying posted it recklessly!”
"They haven't been jumping for a few days, what are you in a hurry for?"
When Lvyi heard this, she was about to ask clearly, but unexpectedly saw Aunt Zhong staring at the yard intently, with that icy expression, Lvyi shivered from the cold.
(End of this chapter)
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