Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 34 Who does His Majesty like?
Just as his fingers tightened, Feng Jin let out a soft moan, breaking the breathless silence, his eyes flickered, and the strength of his fingers immediately let out.

The man took a deep look at Feng Jin, slowly withdrew his hand and was about to leave, but someone grabbed his hand and pulled it hard, his tall body immediately pressed against the soft and fragrant woman.

He just wanted to get up and leave, but Feng Jin hugged his strong waist tightly and didn't let go.

"When you come back, you are not allowed to leave!"

Feng Jin hugged him tightly, and looked into his indifferent and far-reaching eyes with a full smile.

There was no light in those eyes and no affection, which made Feng Jin feel uneasy.

But no matter how nervous she was, she held him tightly.

Nameless lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Feng Jin felt panicked, she raised her head, and tentatively kissed him lightly on the lips, Wuming's expression was still very indifferent, and the light in her eyes was also dim.

Feng Jin felt even more uneasy. If it was the past, Wuming would definitely respond to her.

She didn't know what to do or what to say, so she could only hold him tighter. She was very afraid that if she let go, he would turn around and leave, never to come back.

If she didn't speak, Wuming couldn't even speak.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of a needle being dropped could be clearly heard, and the scent of benzoin wafted up, making people sleepy, but Feng Jin's nerves were so tight that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

She stared intently at Wuming's eyes, not daring to miss a trace of the expression on his face.

But to Feng Jin's disappointment, Wuming's face was expressionless, and there was no emotion in his eyes, like a sea that could not be seen clearly.

After an unknown amount of time, Wuming opened Feng Jin's fingers bit by bit.

Feng Jin tried her best, but her strength couldn't compare to Wuming, yet Wuming broke all her fingers apart.

Feng Jin's hands couldn't help but clenched tightly, and it took a long time for her to loosen slowly. A little blood was pinched on the palm of her hand by her nails. She had always been proud and arrogant, and she had reached her limit by lowering her body and pleading softly to keep Wuming. , she can never do it a second time.

Just like what Shen Wenqing said, those who want to stay will always stay, and those who don't want to stay, no matter how hard she tries to keep them, it's useless.

Wuming stood up, lifted his feet and walked outside.

Feng Jin stared blankly at his indifferent and heartless back, clenched and loosened his palms, and said in a hateful voice, "Since you want to leave, why come back?"

The nameless figure stopped, and he didn't turn his head, just stood there silently.

"Let me help you answer! Did you come back to kill me? If I didn't make a sound, your hand would break my neck, right?"

Nameless remained silent and never looked back.

Feng Jin suddenly felt very powerless, as if you clearly knew he was in front of you, but you just couldn't grasp it.

She just felt that all the strength in her body was vented, and all the energy and energy disappeared in an instant. She sat blankly on the beauty's couch, "You come and go, let me be happy for a while, for a while Sadness, I might as well be dead! If I had known that I would have kept silent just now, I would have let you break my neck!"

What she said was not frustration, but she really had such thoughts. At this moment, she was no longer that high-ranking empress, but an ordinary woman who was sad because of love.

Wuming finally turned around and looked at her directly, with no fluctuation in the expression on his face, as if he didn't care what she said at all.

Feng Jin suddenly felt very hopeless, as if you were crying your heart out to a mountain, but he was still unmoved, just looking at you so indifferently.

Her heart was suddenly so cold that there was no trace of heat.

Wuming just looked at her like that, without saying a word.

Feng Jin waved his hands in frustration, and leaned weakly on the beauty's couch, "You go! Don't come back after you go! Don't ever come back!"

Wuming didn't move, and after an unknown amount of time, he raised his foot and walked towards her.

Feng Jin's eyes lit up immediately, and she stared at him blankly.

Wuming stopped in front of the beauty's bed, looked down at her from a high position, and there was a gentle light flickering in his originally calm eyes.

"You're back?"

Nameless let out a low 'hmm'.

Feng Jin wanted to throw herself into his arms, but held back forcefully. She looked up at him with a troubled expression on her face, "If you come back and leave again, why don't you come back! It's enough to make me sad once, Never feel sorry for you again!"

Wuming looked down at her, his eyes were gentle and deep, focused and affectionate, "I'm not leaving!"

Feng Jin stared at him blankly, "Really?"

Wuming raised his eyelids, his voice was gentle and domineering, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Feng Jin was startled for a moment, then quickly threw herself into his arms, hugging his muscular waist tightly.

The familiar warm and hot breath rushed towards her face, soothing her day's worries and making her tormented heart calm and peaceful in an instant.

Wuming stood motionless, letting her hug him, without any response, like a stone sculpture, Feng Jin looked up at him anxiously.

After an unknown amount of time, Wuming sighed faintly, and stretched out his generous and powerful hands to stroke her hair gently and clumsily.

Only then did Feng Jin feel relieved, and buried her face in his arms, only feeling that the heart in her chest was peaceful and satisfied.

"This is the second time!"

"What second time?"

Feng Jin raised her head in surprise, and looked at her with nameless eyes, "The second time, Your Majesty told this subordinate to go, and told him not to come back when he left, but, this subordinate came back!"

Feng Jin was stunned, the first time was because of the belt, the second time was because of Shen Wenqing.

"If there is a third time..."

Wuming didn't continue, Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, "If there is a third time, won't you come back?"

Nameless rubbed her hair, but didn't answer.

"Wu Ming, you haven't answered me yet, what if there is a third time?"

"The subordinate doesn't know what will happen, but the subordinate is also a human being, and he doesn't want to be called by His Majesty."

Feng Jin frowned, but didn't say anything.

Although Wuming didn't say it, she knew that if there was a next time, he might really not look back.

Seeing Feng Jin's dazed expression, Wuming's eyes flickered, and he sat on the beauty's couch, gently hugging her thin body into his arms.

Feng Jin snuggled into his arms, and the scorching heat from his body drove away the coldness on her body little by little. She stretched out her arms and hugged his waist without a trace of fat, and asked softly, "Are you serious just now?" Want to kill me?"

Nameless let out a low 'hmm'.

"Why?"

Wuming was silent for a moment, and then said, "Instead of letting His Majesty provoke all kinds of men at will, it is better to kill His Majesty, and then the subordinate will end himself, and go underground to accompany His Majesty."

Feng Jin was stunned, and it took a while before he sighed, "If I hadn't woken up, would you have killed me in the end?"

Wuming shook his head lightly, Feng Jin looked at him in surprise.

Wuming's eyes became gentle and deep, and he gave his answer, "Reluctance."

Yes, I can't bear it!

Therefore, you can kill those men who covet her, you can ruthlessly threaten those hidden guards who are ready to move, but after all, you can't bear to hurt her!I can't bear it at all!

The light in Feng Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly got up from his arms, looking at him with watery eyes.

Wuming was slightly red at the base of her ears as she looked at her, and her long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, "What is Your Majesty looking at?"

"Were you jealous before?"

Wuming raised his eyelids and glanced at her. Feng Jin leaned over, bit his chin lightly, and said softly, "From the moment that hidden guard came in, you must have been watching outside, right? When the dark guard took off his clothes, were you jealous?"

Wuming remained silent and acquiesced.

Feng Jin felt sweet all of a sudden, seeing that there was a shallow tooth mark on his chin, Feng Jin cast a slanted glance at Wuming, leaned over and kissed the tooth mark tenderly, Wuming breathed Suddenly it became hot, and the body collapsed tightly.

But he no longer allowed Feng Jin to act recklessly like before, he didn't know how to resist, and he didn't dare to resist, his eyes dimmed, and he hugged Feng Jin into his arms, the strength in his palm was so strong that he wished he could break her grip slim waist.

Feng Jin didn't seem to notice any changes in him, and continued to speak, her voice was very soft, soft and seductive, as if a cat's paw was gently scratching Wuming's heart.

"Speaking of which, he looks good, has a good figure, and is very knowledgeable..."

Wuming's hand suddenly exerted force, causing Feng Jin to groan in pain. Wuming came back to his senses and quickly relaxed his strength, but his tense face showed that he was extremely unhappy.

Feng Jin smiled softly, twirling the teeth marks on his chin with soft and warm fingers, "But no matter how nice he is, I don't like him, the only thing I like is..."

She deliberately hesitated to speak, Wuming stared closely at her rosy lips, waiting for her to say the answer, but Feng Jin refused to say it.

Wuming finally couldn't hold back anymore, and asked in a low voice, "Who does His Majesty like?"

Feng Jin pursed his lips into a smile, his soft and lingering laughter brushed against Wuming's ears like a feather, making his heart instantly warm.

Her eyes were watery, and she looked straight at him, as charming as a fairy who had practiced for a thousand years, stirring the hearts of mortals.

Wuming couldn't stand Feng Jin looking at him like this, he hugged her tightly, his voice became hoarse and charming, and he asked again, "Who does Your Majesty like?"

He wanted to know the exact answer, so as to settle this restless heart.

Feng Jin just smiled, but didn't answer. His slender, white fingers lightly landed on his chest, drawing circles in different patterns. Wuming took a deep breath, and his whole body collapsed tightly.

It was only when he couldn't help asking the third time that Feng Jin raised her watery eyes, and opened and closed her red lips, "If you kiss me, I will tell you."

In Wuming's dark eyes, there seemed to be a flash of fire, and Feng Jin seemed to be able to hear the crackling sound of sparks splashing everywhere.

His hand holding her slender waist suddenly tightened, as if he wanted to press her into his body.

Looking at those delicate and charming lips, his eyes were as bright as water, and Wuming's eyes dimmed. He restrained the turbulent emotions in his heart, carefully placed her on the beauty bed, and slowly bent down...

(End of this chapter)