Chapter 441: Her Majesty's Little Jealousy (27)
Ash's face flushed instantly.
She blinked, her eyes wet.
The feeling from just now still lingers in my mouth.
When he looked up, he saw Rong Yu staring at him without blinking.
She quickly covered her cheeks.
He stammered, "What are you doing!"
That's all I could say.
Her mind went blank.
Rong Yu saw that the little girl was uncomfortable and knew that she was shy.
Without saying anything else, he skillfully put his arm around her waist and walked back.
Asi is almost clumsy.
I was standing outside just now and a lot of people saw it.
She licked her lips, and the feeling just now came back to her.
So shy.
The little girl lowered her head.
Beside me was the man's strong heartbeat.
suddenly--
"Zhengan, what are you doing here!"
"What am I doing here? Look at the capital. Even the emperors of the previous dynasties weren't as cruel as her! She has killed countless people over the years!"
"So, you're going to kill her?"
"I……"
Asi looked up and saw a man in a black robe walking by.
He held a sword in his hand.
Rong Yu followed Asi's gaze.
Then I saw the figure of a man.
His expression immediately darkened.
"His Majesty……"
He leaned forward, his voice deep.
Then I heard Ah Si say, "That's Wei Zhengan."
"He just said that the imperial sister is cruel, but... doesn't he feel sorry for the current imperial sister at all?"
Feng Ci is not like that.
Feng Ci was not like this before.
Asidu has seen the innocent Feng Ci, the kind Feng Ci.
Feng Ci who loves Wei Zhengan wholeheartedly.
But she died, killed by Wei Zhengan's sword.
Doesn't he feel any pain at all? Seeing the current imperial sister, he didn't feel any pain at all.
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Grand Princess's Mansion
Feng Ci was lying on the chaise longue.
Feng Ci was surrounded by male favorites in groups of three or four.
She was wearing only a white gauze dress.
Appearing and disappearing.
"Your Highness, are you comfortable with this technique?"
Feng Ci closed his eyes.
He hummed softly.
These days, she has become increasingly weak.
The doctor said that she would never be able to give birth again.
So what?
Feng Ci stretched out his hand and put it over his eyes to block the sunlight.
He smiled and said, "Don't touch me, just give me a good massage."
The woman's voice seemed to be naturally charming.
"Feng Ci!"
The man strode over and kicked the male lover next to him to the ground.
Feng Ci opened his eyes and saw the man standing in front of him.
The black clothes made him look even more upright.
Although his skin had darkened, his features were still as pretty as ever, except that now, those eyes were glaring at him fiercely.
Feng Ci sat up and reached out to straighten her half-open gauze dress.
"So it's... General Wei."
The woman's long black hair was loose and her gauze dress was half exposed.
Very tempting.
The male favorites kneeling on the ground were all extremely handsome.
Wei Zhengan felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart.
He pointed at Feng Ci.
"You! How could you become like this! Feng Ci! Look at the people in this city! Who wouldn't curse you?"
"So what?"
Feng Ci chuckled, "General Wei, the one who wants the world to be stable and the people to be safe is you, not me."
She pointed, glanced sideways, and said with a smile: "Qing'an, come here and rub my shoulders. Your technique is the best."
When Qing'an heard the eldest princess calling his name, a look of joy crossed his face.
He immediately leaned over and rubbed her shoulders affectionately.
"Your Highness...is this level of force acceptable?"
The man came very close.
Feng Ci said expressionlessly, "Very good."
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