Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 45 Unreserved
The sweet smell of blood spread in the mouth, mixed with tears that were salty and astringent, as bitter as coptis juice, which almost broke Feng Jin's heart.

The blood shed for her, the tears shed for her made her desperately struggle to live.

She is Feng Jin!She was imprisoned in the Endless Ice Prison for 300 years, swallowed so many lonely souls and wild ghosts, and survived countless full moon nights. This time, she must be able to do it too!She wants to live!

I don't know if it was the strong desire to survive or the nameless blood that played the role, a warm air surged up from the dantian, the ice on Feng Jin's body gradually melted, and the cold body gradually became warmer.

Wuming's arms were very hot, his arms were strong and warm, holding her tightly, Feng Jin's tears suddenly welled up, 300 years, a full 300 years, finally there was someone who gave her ardor and warmth without any regrets. Withheld love, give her strong arms.

She finally didn't have to suffer alone, to face the wind and snow on her face alone, 360 days a year, [-] hours a day, and the wind and snow never stopped.

On that day, when she stepped on the ice with bare feet and confronted Bai Ye and those Yin envoys, it wasn't that she wasn't cold, she was just used to it, after 300 years, no matter how cold it was, she was used to it.

But now, Feng Jin finally understood that she was afraid of the cold, but at that time no one cared for her, hugged her tightly and gave her the warmth like fire. She was only alone, so she could only force herself to get used to the ice and snow.

But now it's different, she has no name!

Wuming loves her without reservation, without hiding any selfishness.

In those 700 years with Bai Ye, did Bai Ye love her?She thought maybe it was love, but she couldn't see through Bai Ye's heart, which made her uneasy. Bai Ye always seemed hesitant to speak to her, always seemed to have thousands of words I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't.

However, Wuming was different, he put his heart clearly and completely in front of her, and she could see through all his thoughts.

This made her feel at ease, warm, and able to cling to him wholeheartedly.

For Feng Jin, with a heart riddled with holes after going through vicissitudes, she just wants a simple and warm love that can be completely relied on and trusted.

Nestling in Wuming's generous and hot arms, Feng Jin's whole body was warm, as if soaking in hot spring water, it was extremely comfortable and relaxed her whole body.

The ghostly aura in Feng Jin's body gradually subsided, and everything returned to the original state. After a while, Wuming reluctantly let go of her slightly red and swollen lips from being kissed.

The domineering force that forced Feng Jin to speak just now has faded away, Wuming is a little uncomfortable at this moment, the roots of his ears are slightly red, he just wanted to let Feng Jin go, but Feng Jin snuggled into his arms tightly, his arms around him are strong and strong, Waist without a trace of fat.

"Your Majesty, you are all right..."

Nameless said in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and deep, like the voice of gold and stone, with an indescribably sensuality.

"I know I'm fine, but I don't want to let you go, what should I do? Is it not possible?"

Wuming's ears turned even redder, but there was no expression on his face, and he still had that stern look. He glanced at her with gentle and deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Of course, your Majesty can do whatever you want."

Feng Jin nestled in his arms, raised her head and smiled at him alluringly, "Your blood is flowing in my body now, does it count as flesh and blood?"

Wuming was silent for a long time before whispering, "Your Majesty decides, so let it be."

"That--"

Standing on tiptoe, she whispered in his ear, "Do you want to have another flesh and blood? Another kind of flesh and blood..."

Nameless stared at her with wide eyes, confused.

Feng Jin smiled coquettishly, and suddenly pushed him down on the bamboo couch. She put her arms on Wuming's chest, looked down at him, her eyes were gentle but firm, watery, and especially touching.

"Walking through life and death, I figured it out. I don't want to wait any longer. No one knows what will happen in the future. At this moment, I just want to be with you, completely with you!"

Wuming didn't understand very well, and looked at her with wide eyes, or he already understood, but he couldn't believe it.

Feng Jin pursed his lips into a smile, with an infinite charm, a pair of watery eyes, soft and charming, flitted across his face, it almost made people lose their souls, Wuming stared straight at her, only her in his heart , how can there be anything else.

"I want to be with you completely, from body to soul, all fused together, is it possible..."

Wuming couldn't tell what was wrong, he wanted to sit up straight and hug her, but was pushed back by Feng Jin.

"Don't get up, don't forget, I am the king, you are the minister, you can't go beyond the distance..."

Feng Jin gently smiled and kissed him, Wuming's whole body tensed up, and when their lips touched, Wuming immediately kissed her madly...

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the temperature in the room gradually increased. It was clearly the depths of winter, but this small bamboo house was as warm as spring.

When Feng Jin frowned and yelled 'pain' in a low voice, Wuming paused, he thought she and Pei Xiang had already...

After all, there were many nights when Pei Xiang spent the night in the queen's bedroom.

Feng Jin looked at Wuming pitifully with misty eyes, as if she was really in pain.

In fact, after so many full moon nights, the backlash of ghost energy, this little pain is really nothing, but Feng Jin is inexplicably squeamish, as if she suddenly has a strong and reliable support, someone loves her and cares about her , she couldn't help becoming squeamish, and couldn't help wanting Wuming to feel sorry for her.

Wuming gently kissed her lips, restraining himself, his movements became much softer...

But it didn't take long before he couldn't restrain himself anymore...

Feng Jin felt that he was a lonely boat, and the man on his body was the vast and rushing sea water. He rushed over, bringing with it several tens of meters of turbulent waves, which almost capsized the small boat.

She trembled in the storm, almost falling apart.

However, she is extremely obsessed with the wonderful feeling brought by the storm, like a raging fire, almost destroying her body and soul...

From late at night to dawn, several times of madness, Wuming has been tirelessly pestering Feng Jin.

If it wasn't for dawn, Feng Jin would be too tired to bear it, begging and begging softly, Wuming still refused to let her go.

However, he still didn't want to let her go, he held her tightly in his arms, and kept falling kisses on her face.

Feng Jin yawned and hummed softly, "It's so nameless, good nameless, let me rest quietly for a while, I'm so tired that I can't take it anymore, I'm about to fall apart."

Seeing that she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her eyelids, and her speech was weak, Wuming finally stopped kissing her, just hugged her, and whispered softly in her ear, her voice was hoarse, falling into her ears, It makes one's heart itch, "Does His Majesty like it?"

Feng Jin slowly opened his heavy eyelids, covered his mouth and yawned and asked, "What do you like?"

"What happened last night..."

Wuming's ears were slightly red, and Feng Jin suddenly understood that he was afraid that she would be dissatisfied. She nestled in his warm arms and said softly, "I like it, I like it very much."

"Is His Majesty happy?"

Feng Jin smiled, found his hand, interlocked his fingers, and held it tightly, "Of course I'm happy, does it need to be said?"

The light in Wuming's eyes was instantly bright and dazzling, as if he had received great appreciation, he gently kissed her hair, "From then on, my subordinates made His Majesty so happy every night."

Feng Jin froze.

Occasionally, it's okay for one night, but if she does this every day, her body will collapse!
Originally, because of devouring ghosts, this body is very yin and not strong enough. If it is over-favored, it will be even worse.

"But this way, I feel very tired—"

Wuming gently kissed her hair, then moved it down a little bit, began to kiss her face, and whispered, "I won't be tired if I get used to it."

Feng Jin didn't know how to respond, she really wanted to say that Yeye has come so many times, can you do it?

But she thought about it carefully, it's better not to provoke Wuming with this kind of thing, after all, depending on Wuming's physical fitness, he might really be able to do it seven times a night.

Feng Jin was really exhausted, and Wuming's arms were warm, so she yawned a long time, and soon fell asleep.

After this sleep, he slept from morning to evening. When he opened his eyes, it was already dark outside. Feng Jin touched the place beside him, and it was empty.

What about nameless?
(End of this chapter)