Chapter 317: The Concubine Does Not Harm the Country, She Only Wants to Harm the Imperial Master (Twenty-one)

"I want to see you, can I?"

The man on the bed lay down lazily, his thick long hair spread out on the couch like a pitch-black blooming flower.

Yu Huo looked away and tutted, "You're quite polite. You only remembered to ask me if it's okay after we've already met."

Jiang Feng chuckled, his eyes fell on the other person's loose collar, his gaze slowly wandering over the whiteness: "Sorry, my memory may not be very good, so I didn't remember it for a moment."

Feeling his slightly aggressive gaze, Yu Huo raised his hand to tighten his loose collar: "Your memory is not good, is it because of age?"

These words seemed to have touched Jiang Feng's sore spot, causing his deep eyes to be dazed for a moment.

Indeed, there is no time in the mountains. It took him three hundred years to cultivate into a human form.

Compared with the young man in front of him, he is definitely old.

Realizing this, he blinked quickly and retorted softly, "What's wrong with being old? I'm beautiful! Haven't you heard of the saying 'old age brings beauty'?"

Yu Huo looked at the person lying on his bed, who looked like he had no bones, and sneered: "Screw your old coquettishness, I think you are obviously an old coquettish person!"

“…”

Jiang Feng's defense was broken. He suddenly sat up and complained, "Master Imperial Master, your words are too harsh."

Yu Huo was so sleepy that his eyelids were almost glued together. Seeing that he was reluctant to leave, he couldn't help but move his hands to pull him away: "It's normal to feel uncomfortable. Am I not trying to teach you a lesson?"

Jiang Feng was so angry that he lost his temper. At the moment when the hand was about to push him off the bed, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist. The world spun around and both bodies fell to the ground.

Yu Huo's back hit the ground, and the pain made his brows tightly furrowed, and even the sleepiness disappeared for a short time.

He couldn't help but wail and reached out to push the person on top of him: "Fuck you...!"

Jiang Feng was pushed so hard that he straightened up and looked down at the other person with no guilt in his eyes. "Master State Master has great magical powers and is respected by the people. How can you say such vulgar words?"

The person on his body had his back to the candlelight, which made his beautiful eyebrows and eyes look a bit aggressive, with a kind of shadowy sexiness. Combined with the softened tone of his voice, it was as if thousands of small hooks were wrapped around his body, acting coquettishly.

This damn clamp!

Yu Huo gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push the man off his body.

During the process, the sickle pendant on the opponent's neck slipped out of the collar and drew a graceful arc in the air.

Yu Huo's sight caught the bright silver luster, and he narrowed his eyes and pushed the other person back to the ground. He even spread his legs further and stuck them on the man's waist. Jiang Feng was instantly unable to move.

He ignored the astonishment of the person below him, and glared at the other person with the same condescending gaze as if in revenge. His cold facial features were conflictingly tinged with a touch of aggressive arrogance.

"I don't rely on you to make a living, so I can say whatever I want!"

Jiang Feng heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly: "As expected of you."

Yu Huo nodded meaningfully: "Yes, it's me~"

Seeing this, Jiang Feng laughed instead of getting angry, his voice was hoarse, and his soft black hair brushed past Yu Huo's fingertips, making him feel itchy and tingling.

Just like his laughter, it makes people feel itchy.

Yu Huo's hand rose uncontrollably, and his fingertips caressed his crimson lips dishonestly. His attitude softened: "Stop laughing. While I'm in a good mood, ask whatever you want to ask."

After asking him, I went to sleep!

Yu Huo added in his heart.

Jiang Feng's laughter gradually subsided, the curve at the corner of his lips slowly flattened, and his dark eyes were a shade darker than the night sky covered with dark clouds.

"Don't you really hate Yue Wu?"

Feeling his lips moving, Yu Huo raised his fingers and released his lips: "Yes, I really hate him."

"Then why are you helping him?"

Yu Huo blinked his eyes, his eyelids wanting to stick together uncontrollably, but he opened them quickly under his strong self-control.

"I didn't help him. I was helping Xiang Zhige."

When Xiang Zhige was mentioned, the person under him changed his calmness, reached out and grabbed the wrist that he wanted to move away, and slowly stroked the skin on the inside of his wrist with his white and slender fingertips.

"I thought our goals should be the same..."

Yu Huo glanced at his slender fingertips. Although the other party did not use much force, there seemed to be layers of oppression in the air, as if he was angry.

That's not right. This guy seemed to have been angry when he kept making things difficult for him in the Qinzheng Hall.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have braved the heavy rain and climbed into his bed in the middle of the night.

Yu Huo looked into his dark eyes and shook his head slightly: "It's different. You want to destroy Daning's foundation, but I don't."

Jiang Feng didn't understand: "You don't want to? Then why are you torturing Yue Wu like training a dog?"

In fact, Yu Huo didn't expect the effect to be like this...

As he kept tormenting him, Yue Wu was forced to question and believe, believe and couldn't help but doubt, and this cycle went on and on. He didn't even have the slightest thought of resisting him, and just listened to whatever he said. He was so worry-free.

But even so, Yu Huo couldn't be soft-hearted and let him go.

Because he was the legitimate monarch of Daning, as long as he was in power, Xiang Zhige would never be recognized by the court officials.

The result of ruling from behind the scenes might be much easier, but Yu Huo did not want to give in to such a distorted historical context.

Seeing that the young man hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Feng stretched out his fair hand and waved it in front of him: "What are you thinking about?"

Yu Huo came back to his senses, glanced at him through his shaking fingers, then suddenly stood up and raised the corner of his mouth condescendingly at him.

"I'm thinking...how can I make this guy die in a more dignified way."

After the young man left, Jiang Feng also stood up, but he did not stand up completely. He just sat on the ground, lazily crossing his long legs.

"I'm still a little uncomfortable with the fact that the Imperial Master suddenly stopped calling himself 'Poor Taoist'."

Yu Huo sat back on the edge of the bed, putting on a professional fake smile: "I'm not used to you always pretending to call yourself 'Poor Taoist'."

The person in front of him heard this and let out a long "Oh~" and said, "So the Taoist priest is actually a fake Taoist priest."

Yu Huo chuckled, stretched out his arm, and poked his nose hard: "Little fox, you are so smart~"

“…”

Jiang Feng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated due to his cold fingertips and teasing gesture. His heart seemed to be out of control and would jump out of his chest.

He was at a loss for a long time before he sighed softly and said earnestly, "You win! You are the vixen!"

Yu Huo took it as a compliment and turned his gaze towards the door: "Let's go, I need to rest."

"But I still have a question." Jiang Feng raised his eyes but refused to move.

Yu Huo was really tired and rubbed his eyes weakly: "Then ask quickly!"