Feng Qingzhuang's cold black pupils floated with a faint light, cold words like pearls were gently spat out from her red lips
"In this world, nothing will always belong to you, and nothing will never belong to you. I believe that if you try your best to fight for what you want, maybe one day, this thing that does not belong to you will be yours."
Maybe it will belong to you forever." Murong's eyes were cold and he opened his lips and said
"There is nothing wrong with working hard to get what you want, but if you are a prince who cannot even give birth to an heir, I am afraid that you will be insulated from the throne for the rest of your life." Feng Qingzhuang looked at Murong with a bright smile on her face.
, but it just makes people feel bad
"What do you mean by that?" Murong glared at Feng Qingzhuang and asked eagerly.
"Your Majesty, you have really forgotten that I just told you to teach the emperor a lesson. Why did your Majesty forget it?" Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were as bright as midnight, and she spoke slowly with a smile on her lips.
Hearing this, Murong's face changed drastically, and he quickly lowered his head to look at Ye Zhengtian on the ground. He saw that his face was twisted and sweat was pouring from his forehead. It was obvious that a certain part of his body was in extreme pain.
"Tian'er, Tian'er"
Murong shook Ye Zhengtian a few times, his eyes hurting.
"Don't worry too much, Madam. Even though my kick was a bit hard, at most it will only make the emperor's younger brother cut off his descendants. It won't kill him." Feng Qingzhuang pretended to be kind and persuaded.
"Look, the emperor's face is sallow and his eye sockets are sunken. You can tell that he is acting like this because of excessive sexual indulgence. If this continues, the emperor's body will one day be hollowed out. I just saved the emperor's life with this kick.
From now on, the empress will not worry about the emperor’s younger brother dying from exhaustion due to excessive sexual indulgence.”
Feng Qingzhuang said with an exasperated smile.
"You are a vicious woman, if there is something wrong with Tian'er's health, I will not let you go." Murong's eyes flashed fiercely, and she threatened fiercely.
After finishing speaking, Murong ordered the palace servant behind him to pick up Ye Zhengtian and walk quickly towards Mingfeng Pavilion.
"Let's go in too," Feng Qingzhuang said calmly.
The three of them walked into the side hall of Haitang Hall together. Ye Junlin went back to the house to rest, while Wu Jingyu followed Feng Qingzhuang into the house.
The two sat down at the rosewood table in the room. Immediately, a palace official came over to serve tea, and then left the room respectfully.
"Wu Jingyu, my father plans to abdicate in a few days and let Jun Lin take over." Feng Qingzhuang stared at Wu Jingyu, her eyes were as soft as water, and her soft voice floated out
"Zhuang'er, how do you want me to help you?" Wu Jingyu curled his lips and smiled evilly, like a snow lotus blooming for the first time, fighting for the clouds and the moon, and the dim room was illuminated in an instant.
"You are so smart"
Throwing an appreciative look at her, Feng Qingzhuang continued:
"Right now, we are not fully prepared, so this matter can only be carried out secretly for the time being, so I would like you to take care of the matters concerning the dragon robe and the Ministry of Etiquette."
"Although the time is a little short, since it's Zhuang'er's request, I will work tirelessly to ensure that I complete the task." Wu Jingyu smiled brightly, his eyes as tender as water.
"You're the only one with a poor mouth." After giving Wu Jingyu a cute look, Feng Qingzhuang began to issue an eviction order mercilessly, "The matter is urgent, shouldn't you take action?"
"I haven't seen you for one day. It's like three autumns. I haven't seen you for a whole day. You are so heartless. You want to drive me away just after we meet." Wu Jingyu frowned in displeasure.
"Okay, don't be upset. If this matter is solved and King Lin successfully ascends the throne, I, the princess, will be greatly rewarded."
While speaking, Feng Qingzhuang gave a charming smile and glanced at her secretly, which made Wu Jingyu become distraught. He stretched out his long arm, pulled Feng Qingzhuang to sit on his lap, pressed down her warm lips, and fiercely
Sucking hard until their breath became unstable, they reluctantly let go of their lips.
Looking at her rosy face and moist and blurred eyes, he licked the corners of his lips with unexplained thoughts and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "What is the reward?"
"I can't tell you now, but I'm sure this gift is something you like." Feng Qingzhuang's charming eyes were mist-like, especially charming.
"The gift I want most is you."
A naughty smile appeared on Wu Jingyu's face. As he spoke, his fiery spiritual tongue gently licked her delicate earlobes, causing her body to tremble slightly.
Seeing the reaction of the person on his lap, Wu Jingyu smiled with satisfaction
"Go quickly or the reward will be cancelled." Feng Qingzhuang suppressed the desire welling up in her heart, stood up from Wu Jingyu, and urged
"Okay, let's go." Wu Jingyu stood up helplessly, and his ghostly figure flashed and disappeared into the room.
The sun rises and the moon sets. In the blink of an eye, three days have passed. Mei Yizhu and the Eighteen Ghost Riders have arrived at Qijing City.
In the past three days, both in Qijing City and in the palace, there were rumors that the Queen's son Ye Zhengtian had indulged in excessive sexual activities and had become a useless person.
Of course, Feng Qingzhuang played an important role in this
I believe that no common people will support an emperor who does not carry on the family line.
Wu Jingyu was so busy these days that he naturally didn't have time to come to the palace. Feng Qingzhuang also used Xiao Jinzi's underground intelligence organization to investigate the details of all the Yulin troops in the palace.
Finally, Feng Qingzhuang discovered that Wei Hai, the commander of the entire Yulin Army, had a close relationship with Qin Huai, his father Wei Dong, and Pang Cheng, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army, whose father was a military general, although his relationship with Di He was not the same.
Although they are close, they will never stand with Qin Huai or join forces with him.
"Master" Youyi shouted
Nowadays, under the arrangement of Feng Qingzhuang, the Eighteen Ghost Riders have become the bodyguards of Haitangdian. The purpose is naturally to protect Ye Junlin.
"Youyi, go to the Yulin Army and secretly call the deputy commander Pang Cheng. I have something to ask him about." Feng Qing's cold eyes revealed an intimidating look that made people naturally surrender.
look
"Subordinate, go right away." Youyi responded, and his strange figure flashed across like a meteor, leaving a faint afterimage on the spot.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Youyi came in with Pang Cheng, the deputy commander of the Yulin Army.
"In this humble position, please see Her Royal Highness the Princess."
As soon as Pang Cheng came in, he knelt down on one knee and saluted Feng Qingzhuang's back.
"stand up"
While speaking, Feng Qingzhuang waved her hand, and Youyi exited the room.
"Pang Cheng, I see that you are a talented person, and your Pang family has no connection with the Qin Mansion. I would like to give you a few words of advice." Feng Qingzhuang, who was standing with her hands behind her hands, slowly turned around and said,
His cold eyes shot out with a frightening light, he looked at Pang Cheng and said with his lips: