Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 78 Trap
If Bai Ye couldn't give it, she could have said clearly at the beginning that she would not force it, and she would look for a partner who had the same longing for love.

But it's not fair to her to be with her knowing what she wants and knowing that she can't give it!

Of course, at that time, she also had a great responsibility. Knowing that it was unequal, she desperately maintained this relationship, knowing that her fate was in the hands of the other party, whether to stay together or separate, it was up to the other party to decide everything , she hasn't seen anything wrong yet.

Love really makes people blind.

Therefore, after she was sure that she liked Wuming, she had been trying her best to avoid people being superior to her. She didn't feel it herself, but Wuming did, so he kept calling her His Majesty and claiming to be his subordinate.

Until now, he and she were truly equal.

"I love you."

Wuming embraced her from behind, kissed her hair, and whispered.

Feng Jin's eyes curled up, she turned around, faced Wuming, snuggled into his arms, and said with a smile, "Say it one more time before I can forgive you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

……

Wuming said it a dozen times in a row before stopping, Feng Jin raised her head and kissed him on the lips, "I love you too."

I have lived for more than 300 years, and I have never been so happy. My heart is sweet, and tenderness is overflowing everywhere.

Wuming lowered his head and kissed her, extremely gentle and lingering, but when he was about to lose control, he let her go and hugged her tightly, "Go to sleep."

"No name, my name is Feng Jin."

She found his hand under the quilt, stroked in his palm, and carefully wrote the word Feng Jin, "From now on, you can call me A Jin."

A Jin is not just a title unique to Bai Ye. When she was in the Canghai Continent, she also had friends, masters, brothers and sisters, and everyone called her A Jin.

Nameless responded in a low voice, kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep."

Feng Jin stayed quietly for a moment, and just when Wuming thought she had fallen asleep, her little head popped out again, and muttered aggrievedly, "Wuming, do you really have to do it once every two months?"

Wuming didn't expect that she didn't fall asleep until now, she kept thinking about this matter, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless, sighed, "Once in ten days."

"Don't be so stubborn, my body is fine, the frequency can be a little higher..."

"Besides, just once every two months!"

Feng Jin immediately shut her mouth tightly and retracted into his arms.

I have to say that Wuming's self-control is really too strong. For several nights in a row, no matter how Feng Jin teased her, Wuming never touched her. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, I ran out and took a bath in ice water to remove the fire.

In this way, Feng Jin would not be willing to let him suffer, since then she behaved like a little rabbit.

On this day, just as Feng Jin woke up to wash up, Shen Wenqing came.

Last night it snowed all night, the north wind blew all night, it was freezing cold outside, let alone going out, Feng Jin didn't even have the courage to open the window.

Seeing that Shen Wenqing was only wearing a thin brocade robe, not even a cloak to block the wind, Feng Jin couldn't help asking, "Aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold."

Feng Jin waved to him, motioning for him to come over, Shen Wenqing walked over puzzled, Feng Jin held his hand, "It's hot, it's really not cold."

Shen Wenqing smiled slightly, "People who practice martial arts are used to it, and this little bit of ice and snow doesn't make them feel cold."

Sensing the soft and greasy fragrance of her fingertips on the back of her hand, Shen Wenqing subconsciously covered the back of her hand with the other hand, trying to keep the softness and fragrance.

Just when Shen Wenqing thought that no one noticed his movements, she suddenly felt two cold and sharp eyes on his hands, as if they were going to freeze his hands. Heck, it turned out to be nameless!

Shen Wenqing hurriedly let go, not daring to let Wuming see the clue, but he secretly slandered in his heart that Wuming was too jealous, it was the queen who pulled his hand, not him to pull the queen's hand, why is it all his fault come up?What's wrong with him?Blame the Queen!
"By the way, Wen Qing, what are you doing here so early?"

Feng Jin's words brought back his drifting thoughts, and Shen Wenqing hurriedly replied, "Earlier this morning, the girl in the flower house sent news that Tang Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore. He was drunk in the flower house last night and passed out. After talking a lot of nonsense, he really wanted to ask His Majesty for a definite answer, but he didn't dare, for fear of making His Majesty abrupt."

Ever since the last time in Meiyuan, Feng Jin deliberately showed her love for Tang Qinghe, said something specious before leaving, and deliberately left him behind.

She made him worry about gains and losses, anxious and uneasy, and made him try his best to guess her thoughts, guess whether she likes him, whether she wants him to be the emperor's husband, and when he can't stand it anymore, it's time for her to withdraw the net.

Feng Jin pursed her lips and smiled, "The time has come, Wen Qing, let your people act."

The fish is hooked!
At night, the side door of the palace opened a crack secretly, and a slender figure came in quietly. He was wearing a cloak and a hat that completely covered his face.

"Master Tang, come here, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

It was Tang Qinghe who came, and the little eunuch from the Queen's bedroom led the way for him.

Tang Qinghe was excited, joyful, and uneasy. When he went to the teahouse to drink tea today, someone suddenly stuffed him with a note, asking him to wait at the south gate of the palace at [-]:[-] tonight. Her Majesty wants to see him .

At that time, he thought it was a prank, so he told his father, but his father asked him to stay still, and then his father went to the palace, as if to inquire about the news, and when he came back, his father told him to clean up and sneak into the palace at night, Her Majesty did want to see him, but because of Prime Minister Pei's influence, she could only do things secretly, and told him to serve Her Majesty well. It was up to him whether the Tang family could produce a royal husband.

Only at this time did he realize that ever since his father knew that Her Majesty was interested in him, and had repeatedly driven the Pei family to death and made her mad, he had thought of making him the emperor's husband. There was no reaction, just to confuse Pei Xiang.

Now, Prime Minister Pei was seriously ill, and His Majesty found an excuse to suppress him in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If the Tang family wanted to change course, they had to take advantage of this time, otherwise it would be too late when Prime Minister Pei recovered and regained power.

Tang Qinghe is still very confident in his own charm. He is sure that after a spring breeze, His Majesty the Empress will never forget him again.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry. It's cold and cold. It's just that there are too many spies in the palace. Your Majesty is worried about Mr. Tang's safety, so you have to be careful. You don't dare to let Mr. Tang walk through the main entrance of the palace. Can sneak in through the side door."

"It's okay, Your Majesty's sincere love and friendship, Qinghe is very moved."

Along the way, Tang Qinghe kept asking the little eunuch about Her Majesty's preferences.

"Your Majesty doesn't have any preferences. It's just that she has lived in the deep palace for a long time and can't go out of the palace often. She is very yearning for everything outside the palace. Also, in this palace, Mr. Wenqing is very elegant and elegant, and His Majesty loves her the most. I just heard His Majesty say that Mr. Guo Wenqing's temperament is too gentle, which makes His Majesty not happy enough."

The little eunuch stopped at the point, Tang Qinghe is also a romantic person who has read all the wind and moon, so he understood immediately. I didn't expect that Her Majesty looks so noble and bright, and she actually likes bold and rough people on the bed. It's no wonder that Her Majesty is dissatisfied with Shen Wenqing.

Shen Wenqing put on airs when she saw it, and couldn't let go on the bed at all, so naturally she couldn't let Her Majesty the Queen enjoy herself.

He is different, he has seen countless women, he has experienced a lot of love, and he asks himself that he has experienced all kinds of battles, and he can easily capture any kind of woman.

The little eunuch was holding a lantern in front, and Tang Qinghe was full of ambition, only thinking about showing off his skills later.

Entering the Queen's bedroom through the small side door, the little eunuch led Tang Qinghe to a room where the candles were dimly lit. The little eunuch gently opened the door, "Young Master Tang, Your Majesty is waiting for you inside, go in quickly, don't let the Your Majesty has been waiting."

Tang Qinghe couldn't hold back anymore, he hurried in, and the door creaked shut behind him.

There were only one or two candles lit in the room, and the light was dim. Behind the bead curtain, the empress was lying on her side on the dragon couch, her graceful figure was faintly visible.

"Qinghe, come here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Feng Jin hooked his fingers at him, Tang Qinghe's eyes lit up, he raised the bead curtain and walked in.

"Put out the candles, I like to play in the dark."

Tang Qinghe extinguished the candle as he said, and the room was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. "Your Majesty, where are you?"

"Of course I'll be waiting for you on the dragon couch, don't come soon."

Tang Qinghe smiled frivolously, and rushed towards the dragon couch...

(End of this chapter)