Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 53 Jealous
The temperature of the ring finger was scalding, and his palm had thick calluses due to sword practice, which was very rough, rubbing against her delicate and soft skin brought a different feeling.

"Don't be like this, Wuming, I'm very tired..."

Feng Jin pressed his hand to prevent him from moving around.

Wuming held her hand instead, intertwined her fingers, and the hot kiss fell on her shoulders, neck, and back, wishing to kiss every inch of her body, Feng Jin felt a little helpless, "Wuming, I really love you!" I'm very tired..."

"It won't tire His Majesty, everything will be done by the subordinates."

Wuming's strong and powerful arms encircled her from behind, and with a little force, he turned her over to face him.

Wuming began to kiss her lips. The hot spring pool was full of water vapor and hot air curled up. It was unknown whether it was the heat that made her faint or the breath from Wuming's body that intoxicated her. Feng Jin's originally clear mind began to become chaotic.

"Your Majesty will make His Majesty very comfortable..."

Wuming's deep and deep voice, mixed with the hot air in the hot spring pool, made Feng Jin lose his mind, and quickly surrendered.

It's cold and windy outside, but the spring breeze in the pool is intoxicating.

After a spring breeze, Feng Jin was extremely tired, her cheeks were as red as clouds, and her mind was dizzy. There was only one thought that was particularly clear. It turns out that men who look reliable can also deceive people!
What to say won't make her tired?She was so tired that her legs and feet were weak and her whole body was weak.

It is said that he will do everything, and she only needs to be responsible for enjoying it, but enjoying it also takes a lot of energy.

Feng Jin snorted lightly, and never believed in Wuming again!

Her eyelids were too heavy to open, her body slid into the water limply, and she was about to sink, Wuming quickly fished her out, hugged her horizontally, and walked out of the hot spring pool.

As soon as Feng Jin fell asleep, she slept until the sun was high, and she was still woken up by someone.

Someone seemed to be shouting something outside, Feng Jin subconsciously groped to the side, it was empty.

"nameless--"

A gust of wind blew past, and the nameless appeared without a sound, "Your Majesty is awake? Was he woken up? Wait for the subordinates to go down and kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, he was about to leave like a gust of wind again. The confused Feng Jin hurriedly called him, "Who are you going to kill?"

"Su Wan, the envoy to the right of death, wanted to come in, but was stopped by the hidden guards, so he kept yelling and shouting. Your Majesty, sleep a little longer, and the subordinates go down and kill him!"

"No need! At this time, I should get up too. He should be here for the matter of Fu Yu. You go and let him wait."

As Feng Jin said, she was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, but seeing Wuming standing there motionless, she couldn't help asking in bewilderment, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"If he makes noise, he won't be able to get in anyway if there are hidden guards blocking him."

Looking at the deep and shallow purple hickeys on her white and delicate skin, exuding an inexplicable charm in the morning light, Wuming lowered his eyes to hide the scalding temperature in his eyes, and whispered, "Green clothes I have something to do, so let the subordinates serve His Majesty to dress."

Feng Jin didn't think too much about it, and when Wu Ming took the clothes to help her put on, and when those fiery hands moved around, Feng Jin finally understood, and patted the back of Wu Ming's hands angrily, "Stop making trouble."

She beat him lightly, Wuming didn't feel any pain at all, even if Feng Jin slapped him hard, it didn't hurt Wuming.

Wuming hugged her, started to kiss her neck, ears, and kissed those dense hickeys again and again...

"Stop making trouble, Wuming, last night, the night before yesterday, wasn't it enough?"

"How can it be enough? I wish I could be entangled with His Majesty all the time, and never separate for a moment. As long as I think of Your Majesty, and see Your Majesty, my heart can't help but my blood is boiling. I can't help it, I can't help it at all." I don't want to endure..."

As Wuming spoke, his breathing gradually became heavier. His body was so hot that Feng Jin lost his mind from the heat, and was carried on the dragon couch by him again...

This time, Wuming changed his tricks, saying that he had just read it from a book, and that it could be more in-depth and hearty.

When she was at the peak and almost lost her wits, Feng Jin secretly thought that it was indeed very hearty, and I don't know which book Wuming read it from.

After half an hour, everything calmed down.

This time, Feng Jin would rather die than Wuming help her dress and freshen up, and called Lv Yi to come in.

"Lvyi, where did you go just now? If you hadn't been busy with something, I wouldn't have..."

I won't be caused by Wuming to make a fuss again, making her legs so weak that she can't stand up straight, and she can't stop shaking.

Feng Jin glared fiercely at Wuming, who was full of satisfaction. It would definitely be impossible to continue like this. Wuming's body is too good and tireless, but she can't do it.

If he pursues such unrestrained pleasure-seeking day and night, the foundation of this body will be hollowed out in less than a month.

"Where did the servant go? The servant has been waiting for His Majesty's orders at the door. Lord Wuming knows that the servant just called him..."

Suddenly, two cold eyes shot over, causing Lvyi to tremble in fright, and dared not say a word.

"Okay! You lied to me again!"

Feng Jin got annoyed, grabbed the soft pillow at the side and threw it towards Wuming, Wuming took the soft pillow with a smile, her gentle and affectionate eyes never left Feng Jin's body, being looked at by him like this, Feng Jin's heart immediately swelled. Soft, all the air flew to the sky.

She sighed, it seemed that she had to find some time to clarify with Wuming.

The green dress attendant Feng Jin dressed and washed, and when she was about to comb her hair, Wuming had already taken the jade comb and skillfully combed Feng Jin's three thousand black hair.

"Stand back, you are not needed here."

Wuming opened his mouth and said, Lv Yi pursed his mouth, and didn't really want to go out.

Wuming glanced at her, and said in a cold tone, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Lu Yi shrugged and muttered softly, "Master Wuming, you have done all the work of serving His Majesty, what are you doing, slave?"

"Go out and guard the gate!"

"There is a little eunuch guarding the gate."

"Then I don't care! Get out!"

Lvyi wanted to say something, but Wuming glanced at her coldly, Lvyi trembled in fright, how could he dare to say anything, so he had to back down reluctantly.

"By the way, Lu Yi, please invite Su Youshi in."

As soon as there was work to do, the green clothes, who were originally like frost-beaten eggplants, suddenly became energetic and went out happily.

"You, what are you doing to her so fiercely?"

As soon as the green clothes left, Feng Jin said softly, and Wuming smiled, without saying a word, combing her long hair carefully, and gently massaging the acupuncture points on the top of her head.

"What's your Majesty's impression of Qi Che?"

Feng Jin was being pressed comfortably by him, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he opened his eyes suddenly, and asked in a daze, "Qi Che?"

"Well, does His Majesty like him?"

Feng Jin pulled back her hair, took the jade comb and combed it by herself, staring at Wuming with fiery eyes, "Are you jealous?"

Wuming neither admitted nor denied, "Judging from yesterday's situation, Lord Qi wants to send Qi Che into the harem, what do you think, Your Majesty?"

"He has to ask for it when he gives it to me? Then what's the point of being the emperor?"

Wuming's eyes lit up, and he mentioned another person, "This envoy from the Death Gate seems to be quite interested in His Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"stop!"

Feng Jin stared straight at Wuming, her probing eyes swept over his face, and suddenly smiled, "I'm just saying, why were you so excited just now, so you were demonstrating!"

"Su Wan is not qualified enough to let his subordinates deliberately demonstrate!"

"Then why were you so excited just now?"

"If your Majesty is willing, your subordinates can be excited again now, do you want it?"

Seeing that Wuming didn't look like he was joking, Feng Jin's face turned pale, and he stammered, "Zhen, I don't want it anymore!"

Obviously between her and Wuming, she is the king, and Wuming is the minister, why is she in a weak position when she is on the dragon couch, and has been suppressed by Wuming?It is also quite depressing to think about it.

The only thing to blame is this poor body!It's also because she is practicing sorcery, the yin energy is too heavy, and it hurts the body very much. It is not comparable to the purest and most upright spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Wuming's body. Not only does it not hurt the body, but it can also make Wuming's body stronger.

While the two were whispering, the green clothes led Su Wan in, and the one who appeared with Su Wan was actually Shen Wenqing.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow is the day when the appointment is made. Has Your Majesty rescued Fuzuo Envoy?"

When Su Wan opened her mouth, she was aggressive.

Feng Jin glanced at him casually, and admitted frankly, "No!"

"Your Majesty said that if you give us the person within three days, you must keep the agreement."

"What's the rush? It's not time yet."

Feng Jin said lightly.

Just as Su Wan was about to question her, she suddenly received a cold look from Wuming. Remembering the blow she was hit by Wuming yesterday, Su Wan hadn't recovered yet, so she could only endure her dissatisfaction, snorted coldly, and stood aside without saying a word.

"Your Majesty, Wen Qing has something important to report!"

(End of this chapter)