Feng Hao pretended to be thoughtful and said, "Who else could it be? In the eyes of the Hunjun, the first one is always his beloved concubine."
"My beloved concubine? What about the queen?"
"In my palace, you are the only one, my beloved concubine..."
She looked at him with tears in her eyes, then gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't that Leng Gong?"
"I'll be with you in both cold and hot palaces," he hugged her, shook her, and asked, "Are you still angry? In fact, I didn't say anything..."
Xia Yucheng glanced at him dissatisfied and interrupted: "Then your Excellency is not wrong?"
"Wrong! Wrong... I was wrong!" Mr. Feng, who was still wondering if women were particularly emotionally sensitive during pregnancy, quickly admitted his mistake.
"mean!"
"Yes!" The arrogant Lord Feng nodded while hugging his beloved woman.
"Suspicious!"
"Yeah!" He put his head on her shoulder.
"Make me angry!"
"Um!"
Feng Hao pushed her down and blocked her nagging mouth.
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Rui En guessed that Feng Hao would come over, so he took advantage of Xia Yucheng's bad mood and ordered the servants not to disturb her rest.
As night fell, he received a call from Feng Hao, asking him to tell Zhu Huan to arrange some matters behind Gu Weijun's death. In this way, Zhu Huan could be separated from the villa.
After seeing Zhu Huan driving away from the villa, Ryan hurriedly went upstairs. His room was also upstairs, right next to the master bedroom.
When he opened the door to the room, he saw Feng Hao sitting on the sofa smoking. Seeing him come in, Feng Hao smiled at him as a greeting.
"Where's Xia?" Ryan asked.
"Asleep!" Whenever Xia Yucheng was mentioned, the expression on Feng Hao's handsome face was gentle, and his eyes were full of affection.
"I knew you were coming!" Ryan went over and sat down on the sofa next to him.
Feng Hao took a puff of cigarette and said slowly: "She has something going on, and I have to be by her side."
His voice was low, but his tone was firm. As long as he still had breath, he would never abandon Xia Yucheng and let her grieve alone.
Rui En looked at him and said nothing for a while. He was worried about Feng Hao's health and that the toxicity of ET52 would increase day by day.
Of course Feng Hao knew what he was thinking, so he put out the cigarette and smiled lightly: "I'm fine!"
"It seems...it's okay!"
"I have decided to fly back to Kyoto early tomorrow morning." Feng Hao didn't want to keep the topic on his health, so he changed the direction.
Ryan smiled and continued: "It is true that forbearance is not your style, but you are really cruel. If Xia knows, can you accept it? She is not a cold-blooded woman!"
"She is not cold-blooded, so she can warm me, like sunshine. But..."
"But what?"
"If she loves me, she will accept everything about me." Didn't that woman say that she would follow him in heaven and hell?
"I know you have made all the arrangements. You are the leader of the Illusion Alliance. You cannot be emotional when making killing decisions. That was decided upon when you were born." Ryan knew very well that the next action would be full of blood.
He is Feng Hao's master and has a deep understanding of the Fantasy Alliance, so his worries stem from this.
"Let go of those who are unfavorable to me. It's really time to change the head of the Feng family!" Feng Hao raised the corners of his lips, showing an extremely handsome face with sharp edges and cold handsomeness.
His dark and deep eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy, but there was an aura of almost death floating around him.