Feng Wu felt comfortable after quarreling with others, and did not continue to hold on to this matter. He could only get unexpected results by occasionally taking it out and stabbing it twice. He closed the door and said, "What's the point? I want everyone to know."
That's right. He looked at Qin Yichuan and said, "Husband, what's the matter with King Qin coming here?"
Qin Yichuan looked at Qin Hua indifferently: "What brings father here?"
Qin Hua was naturally taken in by Feng Wu's hidden words, and his expression was a little bad. However, due to his face, he had to pretend that nothing happened: "The emperor left the customs in advance, and specially conveyed
I have come to give you a verbal edict to announce that you and your wife will enter the palace at 12:00 tomorrow morning to meet the Holy Spirit."
Feng Wu was not surprised at all, and nodded along with Qin Yichuan, indicating that he understood.
Qin Hua's face immediately darkened as soon as he came out of the courtyard, and the people following him didn't dare to express their anger.
"A shrew who succeeds only in failure and is always jealous. How did I fall in love with such a thing in the first place? I have lost all my face, and so has the prince. This matter is too conceited. I don't know this time.
How can your brother scold me?" Qin Hua cursed as he walked towards Fanghuayuan.
"Is there anything I should pay attention to when meeting the Emperor?" Feng Wu told the truth that he had met the emperor countless times, and he still pretended to do so. The feudal superstition of the Northern Kingdom was very good. From the time the Northern Emperor was obsessed with alchemy,
This can be seen from the deserted court.
Qin Yichuan took advantage of the situation and took Feng Wu's hand. When Feng Wu saw this, he gave up struggling and let him go: "No need, this is the first time I have seen him in so many years. Don't be afraid, I will take care of everything."
Early the next morning, Feng Wu didn't dress up. In her eyes, dressing up meant trouble. The key was that the Northern Emperor was not worthy of her dressing up.
After getting on the carriage, Feng Wu was forcefully held in Qin Yichuan's arms, saying he was catching up on sleep.
Lying in Qin Yichuan's arms, Feng Wu was wrapped in the cold scent of medicine and tried to struggle: "You are just sick. I am so heavy that I will crush you. No, let go quickly."
Unexpectedly, when Qin Yichuan heard this, he hugged Feng Wu even tighter and pulled the person into his arms. There was no gap between the two of them, and his chin gently rested on Feng Wu's head.
Warm breath sprayed on Feng Wu's head, and the fine hairs fluttered gently with each breath. In front of Feng Wu, which Feng Wu couldn't see, Qin Yichuan's eyes suddenly turned golden, full of desire, looking at the golden eyes
Emotions surged wildly: "Madam, you can't say that men can't do it."
Feng Wu felt the quietly changing atmosphere between the two people, felt Qin Yichuan's flat and strong abdomen, and closed his mouth angrily, but he was thinking wildly in his mind. He was poisoned, so he might not be able to do that.
, although he is invulnerable to all poisons, but...
When he thought of this, Feng Wu quickly stopped, thinking about some nonsense.
"What are you thinking, madam? Your ears are so red." Qin Yichuan curiously released his hand and touched Feng Wu's ear gently.
Feng Wu trembled for a moment, blushed and gritted his teeth as he said, "Don't, don't touch my ears."
A hint of smile flashed in Qin Yichuan's eyes, and suddenly his head lowered slightly, and all the warm breaths sprayed into Feng Wu's ears, and tiny velvet could still be seen, and his voice was hoarse: "What if you didn't think about it?
Why are my lady’s ears red? Why don’t you tell me and let me hear it.”
Feng Wu was in agony. He was an ordinary person, but his appearance was just a little better. With these words, he could make himself look like a human or a ghost.