Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 95 He's a Demon!
"His Majesty?"

Pei Xiu didn't really want to pay attention to Feng Jin at first, he didn't care if she didn't fall down, but for some reason, he stretched out his hands uncontrollably, and Empress Xinxiang's soft body fell into his arms so softly.

Looking at the little face that was crimson like a cloud, her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes drooped like a cattail fan, casting two dark gray shadows under her eyes, and her delicate red lips seemed to be stained with crystal clear The alcohol, people can't help but want to wipe it away for her.

Pei Xiu stared straight at her. He has always been calm and restrained, and he is quite self-restrained when it comes to female sex. He raised her for six years, and hugged her to sleep several times in the middle of the night, but at that time, he didn't have any desire for her. There is even a touch of boredom.

But now, just looking at this drunken face, there seems to be an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which grows like a weed, tightly entwining his heart.

Looking at the drop of wine on her lips, even though Lihuabai was called this name, the wine was not white, but a light amber color, sticking to her delicate red lips, it made the pair even more beautiful. Her lips were moist and moving, Pei Xiu slowly stretched out her hand uncontrollably, and her slender, white fingers lightly landed on her lips.

The soft and cool touch rushed straight into his heart from his fingertips, and then went all the way up, crashing into his mind. Suddenly, scenes that he had never seen before appeared in his mind. Those pictures were so blurry that he couldn't see clearly.

All the pictures flashed quickly in his mind, colliding with each other, Pei Xiu's brain suddenly felt like it was going to explode, the pain made him want to throw Feng Jin away and cover his head.

However, there seemed to be an uncontrollable force controlling him, not allowing him to let go, forcing him to still hug Feng Jin even though his headache was splitting.

A gust of cold wind struck behind her, her arms were emptied, and the queen had already fallen into the hands of others.

Wuming hugged Feng Jin, and called out "Your Majesty" softly, Feng Jin opened his eyes in a daze, smiled at Wuming with squinted eyes, and closed his eyes again.

Wuming gave Pei Xiu a cold look, hugged Feng Jin and left.

Pei Xiu ignored the strong and cold murderous look in Wuming's eyes, and knelt softly on the ground while clutching his maddeningly painful head.

"Master Xiang, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as Wuming left, Pei Zhong immediately ran in and supported Pei Xiu.

Strange to say, as soon as the queen left, Pei Xiu's headache gradually disappeared, and he stared blankly at Pei Zhong who was supporting him.

Seeing his confused expression, Pei Zhong asked again, "What's the matter with you, Mr. Xiang? Is something wrong?"

Pei Xiu remained silent, and slowly stood up with Pei Zhong's support.

Pei Zhong didn't know what happened to Pei Xiu, why he knelt on the ground suddenly, seeing that Pei Xiu looked very bad, he didn't ask any more questions, and helped him out of the Chonghua Palace, got on the sedan chair, and walked towards the palace gate.

Pei Xiu was sitting in a comfortable soft sedan chair, and the bearer carried the sedan chair very smoothly. Pei Xiu also drank a lot of wine tonight, and at this time the feeling of alcohol also came up. He slowly closed his eyes, intending to squint, but who knew when he closed them I fell asleep in the blink of an eye...

He dreamed that he was standing under a peach blossom. The peach blossoms were blooming very well, and the delicate red flowers filled the whole branch. When the wind blew, the petals fell profusely and fell all over his shoulders.

A snow-white slender hand stretched out from behind, brushing off the petals on his shoulders.

He was obviously a very vigilant person, but he was not at all defensive or displeased at the sudden appearance of that hand.

He turned around and faced a delicate and charming little face that had been exposed to the peach blossoms, his cheeks were as red as clouds, his eyes were blurred, and the water was rippling.

Ah Jin.

"Drink?"

Pei Xiu heard his own voice, it was clear, gentle and jade-like, very nice, but it was not his original voice.

Ah Jin tilted her head and smiled at him, stretched out a little finger, "Drink a little."

"Just a little?"

Ah Jin slowly stretched out another finger, blushed and said with a smile, "It's a little bit more than a little bit, just a little bit more."

He helped her to sit on the stone chair under the peach blossom tree, and let her blow the cool breeze to sober up.

She propped her chin with one hand, and looked at him with watery eyes, reflecting the peach blossoms behind her, making her face even redder with peach blossoms, "Bai Ye, everyone says that you are the only one who has practiced the Nine Heavens and Stars Art for thousands of years. The person of the ninth level, I think you must be the first person to cross the ninth level and enter the supreme realm."

Pei Xiu obviously never heard a single word of what she said, but he could hear it clearly in his dream.

He seemed to be separated from himself in the dream, and he saw himself smiling, with a strange look on his face, "Actually, I am not the first person to enter the ninth level. As early as tens of thousands of years ago, someone entered the ninth level." , also crossed the ninth level and entered the supreme realm, he is also the only one in the history of the Three Realms to enter the supreme realm in millions of years."

"Oh, really? It's so powerful! Why have I never heard of it, and it's not recorded in the book, it seems that there is no such person at all."

Ah Jin held her face in her hands, and the expressions on her face were curiosity, excitement, admiration, and all of them.

"Because all the books about him were burned, and all the information about him was also artificially forgotten and erased."

"why?"

Ah Jin asked puzzledly.

"because--"

Bai Ye smiled slightly, his smile was extremely weird, and his eyes were extremely cold, "He's a devil!"

A gust of cold wind blows head-on, Pei Xiu wakes up in a jerk, and shoots sharp eyes at Pei Zhong who has lifted the curtain. Pei Zhong trembles when he sees him, and whispers, "Master Xiang, we have arrived at the gate of the palace. For our own carriage."

Horse-drawn carriages cannot enter the palace, probably for fear of damaging the palace road.

Pei Xiu frowned, she was already awake, and it was useless to blame Pei Zhong any longer.

Back in his carriage, Pei Xiu forced himself to fall asleep again, but this time, let alone dreaming of A Jin and Bai Ye, he didn't even have a dream.

Pei Xiu's carriage returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion quickly and steadily, and at the same time, one person and one rider galloped out of the city gate, heading towards Ling Xiaofeng on the outskirts of the city. The person on the horse was the great general Zhong Mo.

It was almost midnight, the sky was dark and the wind was cold, but he went out of the city at this time without a single soldier.

Zhong Mo's horse stopped at the foot of Lingxiao Peak, he jumped off the horse and stepped on the steps up the mountain.

There is a Tianci Temple on the Lingxiao Peak, and there is only one person practicing in the temple-the current Queen Mother.

Soon, Zhong Mo arrived at the gate of Tianci Temple, looking at the high yellow wall, he jumped over the top of the wall, and walked to the backyard with ease.

It was already midnight, and there was still a candle burning in a room in the backyard.

A plainly dressed middle-aged woman was sitting cross-legged on the couch, making tea, her every movement was smooth and elegant to the extreme.

Even though she was wearing the simplest blue monk robe, no makeup, and fine wrinkles around her eyes, her noble and elegant demeanor was still unforgettable.

The flickering candlelight cast her thin figure on the wall.

After three courses of tea, when the last one was finished, the Empress Dowager put down the tea set and said calmly, "Come in when you come, the door is open."

Zhong Mo stepped into the door and saw the tea already brewed on the small table on the couch, "You have been waiting for me?"

"It's like this every year, every year, can you not wait? Even if Aijia doesn't want to wait, you will still wake Aijia from sleep when you come. It's better to wait, lest you won't be able to fall asleep again when you wake up."

Zhong Mo sat down in front of the Empress Dowager, and the Empress Dowager poured him tea, and the clear green tea flowed out little by little, the room was silent, only the sound of the tea flowing.

Seeing the empress dowager's slender and thin little finger raised slightly, Zhong Mo suddenly said, "The empress dowager can't sleep anymore after waking up, is it because she has done something wrong?"

The Empress Dowager paused slightly when pouring tea, raised her eyes to look at Zhong Mo, and said with a half-smile, "What does the General think?"

Zhong Mo said nothing, and the Empress Dowager didn't ask any more questions, and gently pushed the teacup, which was seventy percent full, in front of Zhong Mo, "This is the tea tree that the Ai family planted by themselves, the tea leaves were picked by themselves, dried and baked by themselves, slightly It's a bit bitter, I hope the general will not dislike it."

Zhong Mo took the teacup and drank it in one gulp. The Queen Mother looked at him, her slightly pale lips raised slightly, showing a hint of a smile, "It's still the same as before, a rude man, things that should be carefully savored by you are always This is how a cow chews peonies."

"I didn't come for tea."

"Aijia knows that you came here for that question. For six years, you have the same question every year and the same answer every year. The general is not tired of it, but the Aijia is tired of it."

Zhong Mo looked at the Queen Mother with lightning-like eyes, "I hope you give a different answer this year."

He stared at her intently, opened his mouth slowly, and asked the question that had been lingering for many years.

(End of this chapter)