Chapter 204: The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 42
Xu Zhu didn't expect that he was really willing to hand over the token. His narrow black eyes fell on the token, and the expression in his eyes was unclear.
It was this token that symbolized military power. For it, the late emperor battled wits and courage with the prime minister of the Jing family for his entire life, but in the end, he failed to weaken the power of the Jing family.
The other ministers in the room were also shocked.
When did Jingchuantang get involved with His Majesty?!
"Your Majesty, I think General Jing's proposal is a good one."
Someone spoke first.
"I second the motion."
“…”
Quan Jiu stared at the token in his hand in confusion, feeling it was extremely hot.
Feng Zhuo: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to accept it, then don't accept it."
Even if there was no Jingchuan Hall, he could protect her and keep her safe for the rest of her life.
Quan Jiu put the token back into Jingchuantang's waist.
"My dear, marriage is no joke. If I were to marry you, it would be for you as a person, not for your Jing family's 800,000-man army."
If she really accepted this token, what would Jingchuan Hall become? Would it be a tool for her to consolidate her power?
Jingchuan Tang was not disappointed when she rejected him. If she really had no feelings for him and only regarded him as a chess piece, she would have happily accepted the token by now.
Everyone discussed many plans, and when night fell, Feng Zhuo and Quan Jiu were the only ones left in the room.
Feng Zhuo said softly: "Ajiu, push me back to the room."
When no one was around, he always liked to call her Ajiu.
Quan Jiu was still worried about the war between the two countries and didn't notice that Feng Zhuo's fingers on the wheelchair had tightened.
The two of them arrived at the room, and just as Quan Jiu was about to say goodbye, the door was closed.
She looked at Feng Zhuo with a puzzled look, but heard him ask.
"Don't you have anything to explain to me about what happened last night?"
Quan Jiu: “…”
Explain what happened last night?
How else can you explain something like that?
Explain the pose?
She stared at Feng Zhuo in confusion.
Feng Zhuo frowned slightly, thinking of the obstacle he encountered last night. He looked at the messy bed where the two of them rolled on last night.
He said, "Go and lift the quilt."
Quan Jiu did as she was told without knowing why. When she caught a glimpse of a red mark on the bed sheet out of the corner of her eye, she felt like she was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.
Is she having her period?
Feng Zhuo pushed the wheelchair closer, stared at the bloodstains on the bed sheet, and said in a low voice.
"Don't you think you should explain something?"
He had discovered it last night, but at that time she was under the influence of drugs, her consciousness was unclear, and she only knew to rely on instinct to get closer to him again and again...
Quan Jiu was even more confused than him:
"...I'm in the sun?"
But she ran around outside all day and didn't feel her period coming.
Could it be irregular menstruation?
Seeing that she really didn't know, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but ask.
"You really don't have any impression of that child's father?"
Quan Jiu shook his head.
The original owner had been abducted for ten months. In her memory, this child was the product of "her" being defiled. Zhu Yan did not remember clearly about the ten months of childbirth. She only vaguely remembered that she was always locked in a room, and someone would bring her food every time it was mealtime.
Then, the original owner's memory fast-forwarded to the time after he was rescued.
She stayed in seclusion in her mansion for three whole months before she began to socialize normally again. But the good times didn't last long. Not long after, someone came to her house with a child, claiming it was her own flesh and blood...
The resentment of the original owner when he was "defiled" was still etched in his bones. Quan Jiu never doubted that the little bun was not his biological son, and naturally did not think that the original owner was still a virgin...
Seeing that she really didn't know, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but tell her the truth.
"He is not your son."
Quan Jiu was shocked: "But..."
Feng Zhuo's gaze fell to the center of the bed sheet, and he grasped Quan Jiu's five fingers tightly:
"Ajiu, I am your first man."
She belonged entirely to him.
Quan Jiu: “…”
"Ergou, what's going on with this system plot of yours?"
Not reliable at all.
001: "The storyline given by the system is derived from the original owner's memories. If someone has ever interfered with Zhu Yan's memories, then the storyline received by the system will definitely be wrong."
Quan Jiu: "...Can you dare to be more reliable?"
001: "It seems like I dare."
Quan Jiu: "Get lost!"
As Feng Zhuo finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became subtle again.
Quan Jiu felt a little unsure.
Since she knew it was her first time, wouldn't all her previous acts of "pretending to favor male favorites" be exposed?
He is so smart, will he guess that she is not actually "Zhu Yan"?
If he knew, how would he react...
Feng Zhuo did not let go of her hand:
"I will change your majesty's clothes."
His fingertips went to her belt.
Quan Jiu had no time to hide before his coat was torn off.
Quan Jiu: “…”
It seems that he has no intention of killing her?
Wait, that's not right!
This is Feng Zhuo's room, why is she changing clothes here? !
She looked at Feng Zhuo in shock, but it was too late.
The man's internal strength was obviously stronger than hers, and he held her in his arms, making her unable to move.
"Love, my dear..."
Feng Zhuo had her hair tied up and her crown on, and was dressed neatly, even the silver moon brocade belt around her waist was not loose.
He held Quan Jiu in his arms and whispered in her ear.
"Your Majesty wishes to fill your harem?"
Quan Jiu: “…”
Feng Zhuo didn't intend to let her go:
"Your Majesty, what do you think of General Jing?"
"Nothing!"
Quan Jiu decisively admitted defeat.
At this time, she would be crazy to say "Jingchuantang is so handsome!"
Feng Zhuo chuckled softly, "I think so too."
He plucked the hairpin from her bun with his fingertips, and her three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down, and bursts of sweet fragrance filled the nostrils of both of them.
"His Majesty……"
He stroked the back of her neck with his cold fingertips.
Quan Jiu: “…Yeah.”
Feng Zhuo's tone was stubborn and firm:
"You can only be mine."
He untied the belt of her last layer of underwear and gently laid her down between the quilts.
The woman's slender white arms hung around his neck, swinging from time to time.
Although it was the beginning of winter, both of them were sweating.
When their ten fingers were tightly clasped together, Feng Zhuo whispered in her ear.
"do not leave Me."
Quan Jiu closed his eyes, raised his slender neck, revealing an alluring curve.
"Feng Zhuo, let's start treating your leg tomorrow."
She wanted him to be normal.
He should stand in the court and be looked up to by everyone, instead of being criticized behind his back.
Feng Zhuo lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows.
"good."
…………
The next day, Quan Jiu prepared all the herbs needed for treatment.
Feng Zhuo cooperated very well. He did whatever she said and never raised even the most basic questions.
………
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