Chunying looked coldly at Qiuye's disappearing figure, and then stood next to Qianxun.
"The emperor is going to choose his concubine again. The draft will be held in a month. But Feng Canglun has not taken refuge with Murong Chenzhe."
Chunying said in a low voice, Qianxun was startled and stopped eating.
"Feng Canglun, he is Ji Guo's hostage. Logically speaking, he must obey the emperor."
"You are wrong. Although Feng Canglun is a proton, he is excellent in martial arts and spiritual skills. Why he willingly became your male concubine is one of the strange things."[
Qianxun's eyes widened. Because Feng Canglun's spiritual skills were very good, that's why Murong Chenzhe didn't dare to touch him?
"An assassin once wanted to take Feng Canglun's life, but he didn't expect that even ten consecutive attacks could not hurt Feng Canglun. Moreover, those assassins were all members of the demon clan."
Chunying added, Qianxun said softly and suddenly didn't want to speak.
"By the way, tonight is Feng Canglun's bedtime night."
When Qianxun heard this, his head immediately grew bigger. When he was an idiot, the princess often pestered Feng Canglun, but now it was his turn to sleep with her...
In my memory, there is not even a single fragment about sleeping in bed!
"I can't remember if Feng Canglun had ever come to bed before?"
"Yes, but one time you pestered him too much and knocked you unconscious with one punch. Murong Chenzhe was afraid that he would kill you, so he didn't let him come again."
Oh, I see, this Feng Canglun is so powerful, he can knock people out with just one punch.
"Then why did he come this time?"
"Because this was his initiative, and he is no longer the same person he was five years ago. He will definitely be much more mature. The emperor also approved it."
"But this night..." Qianxun grimaced, frowned, and took a big bite of the extremely fresh watermelon, and the sweet juice slid down her throat.
"If the princess doesn't want him to sleep with her, I'll tell him not to come."
"No, no... no! Let him come!"
Thinking of the injury on her forehead when he brought tea to her a few days ago, Qianxun felt a little guilty. In her previous life, after all, she was a kind and optimistic little girl, although her body was as weak as a willow.
Unexpectedly, Chunying's face sank, "Princess...do you have a crush on him?"