Fascinated by the stunning beauty, "Yun'er, I have no ill intentions towards you. It's just that it's too difficult to see you, so I asked my servants to inform me that you don't want to see me at all, and I miss you so much that I just barged in."
The yellowed old eyes are full of obsession.
"Your Majesty, do you know what you are talking about?" she said angrily, "Don't call me Yun'er." Coming from his old mouth, it was really disgusting.
He didn't seem to see the disgust in her eyes, "If I don't call you Yun'er, what would I call you? Feng'er?"
"You are the king of a country, you should set an example, and you should also know who I am."
"The whole world belongs to me. If I want a woman, why not? Your identity was still my future daughter-in-law yesterday. If you missed the wedding day, then the marriage has been annulled. I have nothing to do with you." He
He said sternly, "You are still waiting to be admitted to the boudoir, so I ordered you to be summoned to the palace. It is just and right."
"Any woman in the world, whoever you want is all your business, and it will never include me."
He walked towards her infatuatedly. When he was four or five steps away, he was shocked by her sharp eyes and did not dare to get closer. "Feng Jingyun, I will give you whatever you want."
The corner of her lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "What can you give me?"
"I can depose Queen Yu Wenpei and make you the queen." He solemnly promised, his voice old and hoarse, "As long as it is something I can do, no matter what it is, I can do it for you. I know
We are far apart in age from you, but if you are willing to spend time on me, I can live for ten or twenty more years. By then, you have already given birth to a dragon son, and I can make your son the prince. At that time, you
My son has grown up, and you can also have someone to rely on. Feng Jingyun, believe me, follow me, you will not suffer a loss, I will not let you suffer even the slightest grievance..."
In the darkness, Jun Mo Shang's dark figure clenched his fists in anger. He was in a very close wing, separated by a wall. He used his special powers to see through the wall and see through the situation in the courtyard and the people in the courtyard.
But he couldn't be seen. Just as he was about to show up, Feng Jingyun laughed coldly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."
The old emperor's eyes shone brightly, "You agreed?"
Even though he knew that Feng Jingyun could not agree, Jun Mo Shang in the dark still felt nervous.
Feng Jingyun's voice was still calm, "No matter what kind of corpse it is, no matter how shameless it is, I have always been indifferent. Congratulations, Your Majesty, I am disgusted. I really want to vomit now. Why do you think that I
Will it help you live more than ten or twenty years? I, Feng Jingyun, can do it, but I think it would be better for you to be buried as soon as possible."
"You..." the old emperor was annoyed, staring at her extremely beautiful face. If he got angry again, his old heart would become even more infatuated, "I'm crazy, Feng Jingyun. You don't know that since I saw you,
How much I love you, even if it makes you sick, at least you gave me a look, I feel honored." He winked at the old eunuch An Lu on the side, and An Lu opened his hands knowingly and kept hugging him respectfully.
hanging scroll.
When the scroll is unfolded, the person in the painting is pure and beautiful. In addition to the facial features that are so beautiful that it is difficult to describe with words, the temperament is also unparalleled.
The beauty in the painting is none other than Feng Jingyun.
"Lao Shi has a portrait of you, it's just a side profile. I recruited a hundred of the best painters in Beijing.
