King Beiding was difficult to control, so the Queen Mother chose another son.
"Tell me, what conspiracy does the Queen Mother have?" Yu Liu frowned, looking extremely solemn.
Feng Yao seemed to be smiling, but said softly: "Be the queen."
All Feng Yao could think of was this. She controlled the current emperor and wanted to use Yong Ning to control Yu Liu. On the other hand, although he said he was holding Yu Min, no one knew whether he really meant it.
Yu Liu had a strange expression and said: "Is she crazy? She is almost buried, and she still wants to be the queen?"
Feng Yao smiled again and said, "Maybe she wants to leave the throne to someone else?"
Feng Yao had something to say, and Yu Liu was even more shocked, saying, "You mean Yong Ning?"
Feng Yao smiled and said relaxedly: "I said maybe, we have to wait until Wen Renqing finds out Yongning's identity before we can confirm it."
Yu Liu looked at Feng Yao as if he knew something, and asked: "Do you know something?"
"I'm just guessing. It's not confirmed yet. I'll tell you when I'm sure. This is a big deal." Feng Yao chuckled and winked mischievously.
Yu Liu's heart moved, her black eyes were no longer clear, she slowly lowered her head and kissed Feng Yao's alluring red lips.
The two of them had not been intimate for a long time. Yu Liu was passionate yet gentle, and Feng Yao was also extremely passionate. After one kiss, both of them were out of breath.
Yu Liu was already emotionally moved, but she still held it in consideration of Feng Yao's body. The wound on her abdomen had just scabbed over, and if she wasn't careful, it would open again.
Feng Yao saw the suppressed desire in Yu Liu's eyes, and was moved in her heart. She hugged Yu Liu tightly and said, "Yu Liu, it's okay."
Yu Liu's body trembled, her joy flashed away, and then she refused, saying: "No, your wound hasn't healed yet, and I'm not that impatient!"
Feng Yao was still smiling at the previous words, but Feng Yao was ashamed at the last sentence. Wasn't Yu Liu impatient? Then who made her sore all over before?
Feng Yao looked over with disdain and cursed: "Yu Liu, are you still shameless? Why do you have the nerve to say this?"
Yu Liu smiled, leaned over and kissed Feng Yao hard, and said: "I want the face given by my wife, but I don't want what others give me! Why am I so embarrassed? I am clean and self-sufficient, and I protect my body like a jade for my wife. Why am I so impatient?"
Feng Yao's eyebrows twitched slightly, this person has so many lies!
Pushing Yu Liu, Feng Yao said disgustedly: "Go away quickly, you are annoying when I see you, you are so annoying!"
Seeing Feng Yao's appearance, Yu Liu tightened her arms and hugged Feng Yao tightly, shouting: "I don't want to bother you, I want to bother you forever..."
No matter how disgusted her face was, Feng Yao still had a faint smile on her lips. Yu Liu liked Feng Yao very much at this time, like an awkward little girl, as if the dark past did not exist.
The two of them were fighting and fussing for a while, and Bilian suddenly appeared at the door of the room. Although she couldn't see clearly what was going on in the inner room, she could still hear the sound, so she stopped and didn't go in.
"Master." Bilian called from outside the door.
In the inner room, Feng Yao pushed Yu Liu onto the soft couch, raised Yu Liu's arms above his head with one hand and held them down, and stretched his other hand from his collar, half-kneeling on Yu Liu's body.
Yu Liu's face was a little flushed, and she was looking at Feng Yao with dark eyes.
His hand paused slightly. Feng Yao looked at Yu Liu and frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to stop. After thinking for a while, he raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"