Let all remarks that are unfavorable to Jun Feimo disappear without a trace.
In order to no longer see her angry, he could only accept the fact that she married Jun Feimo, and he could not stand in the way.
But now she has to abide by the filial piety, and he will never allow it. He cannot accept her caring about Jun Feimo and any man other than himself, regardless of his status as emperor, or the relationship between father, son and daughter-in-law.
Those are none of what he cares about.
A person like him, who had a chance to survive under the wolf's claws and had never relied on anyone's favor and power, didn't bother to care about the filial piety of father and son Tsusadune in the eyes of the world.
Anyway, he just doesn't want Yun Dieyi to observe any filial piety... not at all.
Yundie tilted her clothes slightly and looked sideways at Mo Feijun, who suddenly became domineering again. She took a step closer to his slender figure blocking the way, and suddenly there was a hint of joking in her voice, "You want to take action?"
The Mo Feijun in front of her was not cute at all. She was not allowed to visit the emperor's palace at night.
Why didn't she remember when it was his turn to decide her whereabouts?
Since he didn't allow her to go and she had to go, it seemed like the only option was to take action now.
Mo Feijun's ink-like eyes were locked tightly on Yun Dieyi, showing no signs of annoyance, but with a completely lost look on his face. He stretched out his hand and forcibly took her into his arms, and then a hint of success slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
's smile.
Didn't she have to go? Then he would hold her and not let her go.
Anyway, she couldn't break away from his arms, so it wouldn't hurt her, killing two birds with one stone.
If he really fights with her, if he doesn't control his strength well and causes her to suffer the slightest damage, he will be the one who feels bad.
Yun Dieyi was trapped in Mo Feijun's arms and could not break free. She was about to use the clavicle technique, but he had already seen through his intention and gently grabbed her key veins, making it impossible for her to use the clavicle technique.
Suddenly, a pair of pretty eyes looked at Mo Feijun, who was very close at hand, with an obvious sense of resistance.
Seeing her restlessly struggling in his arms, a hint of tenderness overflowed from her twinkling eyes, seeming to flow into his heart. Mo Feijun's voice suddenly softened, "Good boy,
Don't go, I don't want you to go."
It's not that he doesn't know Yun Dieyi's dissatisfaction. A woman like her who can come and go freely will naturally not like others to restrict her whereabouts.
But he really didn't want her to focus on other irrelevant people.
Even if she visits, she can only visit herself.
Yun Dieyi gradually gave up struggling, suddenly raised her eyes, and slowly raised her bare hands to move towards Mo Feijun's face. Mo Feijun thought she was angry and wanted to vent her anger on him, so he didn't stop her.
Before meeting her, except for the queen, no woman could come within three feet of him without getting hurt.
But after meeting her, a series of exceptions began to enter his life in unexpected ways.
For the first time in his life, not only did he not reject a woman's approach, but he also wanted to do everything possible to get close to her.
For the first time in his life, he wanted to understand the woman's thoughts and lock her to his side.
So now even if he really wants to vent, he can endure it. Before, everyone who provoked him was either dead or injured.
... Before she could vent her anger, he felt a pair of delicate little hands across his face, and finally stopped at his chin, accompanied by her voice as clear as a silver bell, "Girl, come and make me laugh."