Feng Jingyun glanced at Jun Mo Shang's expressionless handsome face, "The prince has become a lost dog now, why don't you take the opportunity to get rid of him?"
"The prince's power is gradually being eaten up by me and the King of Qi, and he is no longer a match. Otherwise, the prince will not cooperate with the King of Qi and unite the front in an attempt to get rid of me.
Nowadays, the prince is a bastard and not the son of Jun and Shun. Therefore, except for the personal guards who have been trained personally, other generals will no longer be loyal to him with the salary from the court. The current prince is worse than a drowned dog, and he has already treated me. It doesn't pose much of a threat." He sneered and said, "On the contrary, Jun Shun...that old loser must be eager to peel off Jun Chenghao's skin and tear him into pieces. As long as Jun Chenghao lives for one day, that old loser will be like A thorn in my back! It makes no difference to me whether Jun Chenghao dies or not."
She understood that he liked to make the emperor suffer and hated the emperor, but she didn't know how important the country was to him?
"If you want Jun Chenghao's life, I can get it for you."
"It's not necessary." She said calmly, "Whether Jun Chenghao dies or not has nothing to do with me. I don't need to bother you with whoever I want to kill."
His bloody pupils were stained with displeasure, "Feng Jingyun, remember, you are my woman, whatever you want, I am your man, I will give you what you need!"
"I want to take a bath." After being pressed down by him for too long, her sweat flowed, dried, and seeped again. Her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable.
There was originally a serious atmosphere, but when she said this, he suddenly laughed out loud, raised his index finger and scraped the bridge of her nose lovingly, "Little girl, you are quite cute."
She made a serious face and said, "I'm not a little girl." In her last life, she was already twenty-seven years old. To be honest, she was only three years younger than him.
"You are still young, only eighteen years old." He stared into her clear eyes, "But I am already thirty years old, twelve years older than you. Do you think I am too old? I am already thirty years old. The king heard that you think the prince is old, but the prince is only four years older than me."
"Introduction..." She tilted her head and thought for a while.
There was a ray of nervousness hidden in his blood-red pupils, "Whether you don't mind it or not, you are my king's woman, whether in this life or in the next life, you can only belong to me!"
"Domineering." She muttered.
"I will not allow you to dislike me!"
She smiled and stretched out her hand to touch the right side of his fair and handsome face, her white and neat teeth shining brightly, "Of course I don't dislike you, Prince Shang is so handsome. In fact, I am not young anymore." Her soul He is already twenty-seven years old, but if he says it, it still scares him to death. He is already regarded as a monster by the world. It is not easy to be a monster in this world, so she should not be the second one.
There was joy in his eyes again, and there was also a bit of emotion, "You are the only one who thinks I am good-looking. If anyone else sees me, they will faint."
When he said this, she thought of her mother, "Haha, my mother is timid. As an elder, don't argue with her."
"In this world, except for you, I don't care what anyone thinks." He took her out of the quilt.
Her whole body suddenly ached due to the movement of her body, and she couldn't help but let out a soft groan.
He saw her beautiful little face full of discomfort and felt heartbroken, and he held her waist and walked to the bathtub.
Lowering his head, he stared at her exquisite body, which was as fair as snow. Every part of her body was infinitely beautiful. He tasted her several times, and the taste was infinitely wonderful every time.
