my husband is the king of hell

Chapter 80
"King?" The judge hurriedly stopped, thinking that Hades wanted to see Fairy Luo Xin.

"Send some food to the side palace."

"Ah?" The judge was astonished. Isn't the concubine just delivering food to the new maid?When did the king care so much about the maid's sleep and food?

Pluto frowned slightly, "Didn't you hear clearly?"

"No, no, Wei Chen will send someone to deliver it."

"Also, let her come to the imperial study room to grind ink for this king after eating." Ming Aotian ordered without raising his head.

The judge nodded and said goodbye immediately.

outside the temple.

"Judge, did Pluto let the princess in?" Seeing the judge come out, Luo Xin hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

The judge twitched the corners of his lips, and said in embarrassment, "Princess, please go back! Pluto came out of seclusion and has a lot of government affairs to deal with. I'm afraid I don't have time to see the princess. Princess, you might as well come back tomorrow."

There was a slight smile in Luo Xin's eyes. I'm afraid he didn't have time, or he didn't want to see her. Is she so unpopular with him?

She is also a proud person, if she doesn't see her, she will disappear, Luo Xin flung her sleeves and walked away, and the maid behind hurriedly followed.

The judge sighed.

When the judge led the maids to the side palace, Feng Lingyuan was playing with the flowers and plants outside the yard, and hummed happily. According to her idea, since she can't resist, she can enjoy it. Why don't she go back to the hairpin now? Without the underground palace, she can enjoy the comfortable life here.

"Girl?" the judge called softly.

Hearing the sound, Feng Lingyuan glanced at the tip of her eyes, saw that it was the judge, she stood up straight, and pursed her lips, "What's the matter?"

"Send it in!" The judge stretched out his hand, and asked the maid behind to send the food into the hall, "Girl, the king asked the minister to bring you some food, you can eat slowly."

"He won't let you poison you?" Feng Lingyuan looked at the plates of delicacies brought into the hall, licked her lips, doubting Ming Aotian's good intentions.

"Back to the girl, there is no poisoning. The king just ordered you to go to the imperial study and grind ink for the king after eating." The judge replied blankly, but he smiled in his heart. He thought that his king was a man who was not close to women, but who knew he would be interested in a woman.

What?Grinding ink?

It wasn't enough for this man to torture her heart just now in the bedroom, and now he wanted to torture her body.Feng Lingyuan frowned in displeasure, hating Ming Aotian angrily, even looking at the judge was uncomfortable, glared at him, then dropped the tools in her hand and walked back into the hall.

Seeing the delicious food on the table, full of color and fragrance, half of her anger disappeared.Now that these dishes were delivered, Feng Lingyuan naturally wouldn't let them go to waste. She rolled up her sleeves, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, she ate to her heart's content, without the restraint of a woman at all.

Feng Lingyuan dawdled in the side hall for a long time, and walked slowly towards the imperial study room when she had no choice. She could not resist Ming Aotian's order, for fear that his cold personality would not know what might threaten her.

Standing at the door of the imperial study room, she closed her eyes, and finally opened the door to go in.

Looking around, he also raised his head and squinted his eyes to stare at her. She stood still at the door and looked at him.After a while, he said, "Not yet!"

His voice was deep, magnetic, and sharp.

Feng Lingyuan cursed in her heart, and walked slowly to the desk.

Dongdong tapped his slender fingers on the table a few times, Feng Lingyuan looked at his hand, saw the grinding on the side, and understood his intention.Unconvinced, he picked up the ink ingot as if he was grinding it out of breath, and turned to look at Ming Aotian, but he was seriously looking at the memorial in his hand.

Feng Lingyuan gave Ming Aotian a blank look, although he couldn't see it.

After a long time, when Feng Lingyuan fell asleep and wanted to fall asleep, he suddenly asked, "Who gave you the hairpin?"

She was so startled that she rubbed the ink, and after she heard what he said, Feng Lingyuan stood up straight and said vigilantly, "What do you want?" she.She felt uncomfortable all over her body under his focused gaze. She felt that small particles had formed on her skin, and her face became more unnaturally red.

Ming Aotian laughed in his heart why he had to ask aloud, although he guessed that the hairpin was given by Gui Jun, he was jealous for no reason, but now it is proved that it is not adding more salt to his wound?This is not just asking for guilt.She was willing to obey her words for a little thing that Ghost Lord gave her, and she was willing to do some things she didn't want to do, even being bullied by him for no reason.How she cared, I'm afraid it's not the hairpin that cares, but the ghost king, thinking about him like this makes her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"My grandma gave it to me." Feng Lingyuan couldn't hold back her gaze with him, said something quickly, then turned away to prevent Ming Aotian from looking at her again.

It is also because she turned her face away and didn't see Ming Aotian and after hearing her words, she innocently showed a smile.

"Quickly grind the ink!" Ming Aotian lowered his head and said, his voice was brisk, without the sternness just now.

Feng Lingyuan raised her eyes and glanced at Ming Aotian faintly, held her mouth shut, then lowered her head to rub the ink, and murmured: You will bully me.

Ming Aotian, who has very good hearing, naturally heard her whisper, smiled bitterly, and bullied her, afraid that she was the one who had always dominated the relationship between the two of them, and she could easily affect his mood, if not He controlled it well, concealed it well, and treated her sternly, fearing that one day she would ride on his head, and he would be happy at that time.

Grinding ink is a tedious task, Feng Lingyuan loves to move by nature, how could she stand in the same movement while standing on the desk.She took a deep breath, and looked at the man who was focused on government affairs. He had a charm that she had never seen before. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had encountered something that bothered him. In an instant, the corners of his mouth slightly Seeing his smiling lips, Feng Lingyuan thought that he must have found a countermeasure.

A man who is serious and focused is really charming.With such a man, I'm afraid that many girls will follow him. If she didn't meet him like this, she might also fall in love with him.

like him?
Really, how could she look at Ming Aotian and think wildly.

(End of this chapter)