Although the other party was wearing a dragon robe and a Nine Dragons jade crown, his face was clearly that of a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, not even tall enough to be crowned.
Sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, brown-black pupils, a light-colored mole under his eyes, and a slightly merciless lip should make people feel distant and cold, but he always has an expression that is half-smiling but not smiling. No one can fathom his thoughts.
It seems that the noble person mentioned by the regent is Feng Jing, the emperor of Changliu Kingdom.
He was the youngest legitimate son of the late emperor of Changliu Kingdom. After the death of the late emperor, the prince who was supposed to inherit the throne was persecuted to death by the court's treacherous political struggles.
The regent led his own forces and forced the young emperor Feng Jing, who was only three years old at the time, to the throne, and began his eleven-year hegemony.
The regent took charge of all matters big and small. He did not even need to ask the emperor's wishes before ordering the killing of political opponents. There were widespread complaints among the people, but the young emperor was unable to do anything.
However, five years ago, Feng Jing began to cultivate his own power and promoted royalist ministers at every opportunity. He grew very fast. Now, he has defeated the regent's faction in the court many times.
To the regent, the emperor's growth was like a sharp knife hanging behind his neck, so the regent panicked and tried his best to stabilize Feng Jing first.
Shen Dingzhu recovered his mind and greeted Fu Shen: "See you, noble man and adoptive father."
Feng Jing raised his eyes and glanced at her briefly from behind the tea cup.
The beauty was wearing a decent purple vine-colored dress, her slender waist outlined an incomparable arc, and the bellyband on her chest was tremblingly wrapped around her plump peach breasts.
Looking upward, he saw a myriad of gorgeous faces, which were both cold and snowy, but also had an unknowingly mature charm. Looking across the entire Changliu Kingdom, there was no such outstanding beauty.
An imperceptible emotion flashed across Feng Jing's eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at her hair. The beauty was wearing a bun, obviously dressed as a married woman.
He put down the tea cup and said with a half-smile: "If it weren't for the name "adopted father", I would have thought that Uncle Wei had adopted a new beauty."
The regent was so beautiful and had many concubines in the palace. He once took a fancy to the lady who was about to enter the palace as a concubine, and because he liked her, he took her back to the palace.
Now, he would never dare to do such a thing again.
The regent bowed slightly and flattered Feng Jing: "Your Majesty is joking. This is my adopted daughter. Her family members were all killed or injured in the Jin Kingdom due to the cruel tactics of the Jin Emperor."
"When my subordinates accidentally discovered her, she was covered in bruises and still unconscious. So after some treatment, she woke up and temporarily stayed in the mansion."
After speaking, the regent looked at Shen Dingzhu: "Azhu, come and pay homage to the emperor."
Shen Dingzhu stepped forward obediently and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Feng Jing grabbed her wrist, and the next second, Shen Dingzhu was forced to sit on his lap.
She subconsciously frowned her pointed black eyebrows, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Feng Jing's phoenix eyes very close at hand. They seemed to be smiling, but in fact, there was an infinitely cold look in the depths of his eyes.
Shen Dingzhu's heart sank, but he stopped struggling.
Fortunately, Feng Jing just held her waist weakly, raised her chin in front of the regent, and looked back and forth: "Uncle Wei can do things to save people's lives, but Azhu She was so beautiful, it would be a pity to die, I can understand my uncle's approach."
Seeing this, the regent looked pleased: "It's hot in summer, and the emperor is a guest in the palace. I have prepared herbal tea and music for the emperor to relax."
Feng Jing clicked his tongue: "My uncle still treats me considerately. I am always bored in the palace and face those old ministers every day. I am really tired of it."
Although he was talking, his eyes were always fixed on Shen Dingzhu. His look of interest made the regent feel that he had made the right move.
Even if Shen Dingzhu was married and had children, no matter who saw her beauty, they would feel compassion.
Feng Jing was still a young man and an ordinary man, so naturally he couldn't resist such beauty.
The regent handed over his hand and said: "I have been in poor health recently and have made an appointment with a doctor for acupuncture, so I am afraid I will have to stay away from you for a while. Ah Zhu, please entertain the emperor on behalf of my father."
"Yes." Shen Dingzhu replied softly.
After receiving Feng Jing's approval, the regent left in stride.
As soon as he left, Feng Jing stared at Shen Dingzhu even more carelessly.
"Have you ever been married?" he asked.
Shen Dingzhu nodded: "Yes, my husband is from Jin."
Feng Jing rested his head and rested his head. His other hand was still on her waist. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Since you are so kind, why don't you ask your uncle to send you back to Jin? Isn't your husband worried?"
Shen Dingzhu lowered her slender eyelashes, casting a dim shadow on her white porcelain skin.
"I hit my head when I was injured. When I woke up, I couldn't remember the past. My uncle said that my family, including my husband and children, were all dead, so there was no point in going back."
Feng Jing said with a half-smile, "You trust him very much."
At this time, several singers arranged by the regent, Qin Ji, had already set up their guqins in the attic opposite. Mellow music flowed out. The surrounding wind blew through the lake beside the pavilion, bringing with it the humid summer heat. meaning.
A layer of sweat formed on Shen Dingzhu's forehead, and no matter how cold the surrounding ice mirrors were, they could not block the oncoming summer wind.
Looking at Feng Jing, I don't know why his skin is so cold and white, without even a trace of sweat.
When he saw Shen Dingzhu's face glowing with heat, he hissed as if he was distressed.
"It's very hot, isn't it? Come here, lower the curtains of the pavilion so that you don't heat up the beauty."
After Feng Jing finished his instructions, a eunuch immediately came forward and lowered the gauze tent around the pavilion.
Shen Dingzhu moved his body and said in a gentle and pleasant voice: "I'm afraid it's so hot that even the emperor will feel uncomfortable. I'll go sit over there and bring some tea to the emperor."
As soon as she lifted her head up, Feng Jing pressed her shoulders down again, and she sat on his lap again.
Shen Dingzhu frowned quietly.
There was already a hint of narrowness and a touch of coldness in the depths of the young emperor's phoenix eyes.
"I always feel sorry for the beautiful woman. I don't need you to do the work of serving others. The eunuchs will take care of everything. You can just sit back and let me take a good look at you. Appreciation is also a blessing."
Shen Dingzhu's red lips forced a smile.
The music there was lingering and ambiguous. Feng Jing would sometimes pull a grape and eat it himself, and occasionally bring it to Shen Dingzhu's lips. She declined softly, but he was not angry. Occasionally he would hum along with the music.
Such a leisurely posture is like that of the naughty young man next door, but one would not think that he is the emperor of Changliu Kingdom.
You know, two years ago, he was a young emperor who killed twelve heroes of the regent, and his reputation spread throughout the world at that time.
Shen Dingzhu's heart was in turmoil, and the fragrant sweat on his forehead steamed up the pink color on his cheeks.
She was restless, feeling that she couldn't figure out Feng Jing, and she didn't want to get along with him in this way.
At this moment, she felt something sharp touching her lower back.
It's a dagger!
Feng Jing took the dagger and stabbed it slightly into her lower back. The summer skirt was thin, and she felt a slight sting in the soft flesh of her waist.
Shen Dingzhu was startled and turned to look at Feng Jing with her beautiful eyes. The young man still had a faint smile.
The closer he got, the eunuchs and regent's servants around him only dared to lower their heads.
Shen Dingzhu's heart beat faster and faster: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
Feng Jing chuckled, his voice so small that only the two of him could hear it.
"The Queen of Jin Emperor, Shen Dingzhu, has been a famous name for a long time. I never thought that I would see you in this place."
Shen Dingzhu's long eyelashes suddenly raised and she looked at him in astonishment.
Feng Jing clicked his tongue: "Your husband, Jin Emperor Xiao Langyan, in order to find you, plastered your portraits all over the Jin Kingdom. Even I know about it. What? Have you really lost your memory?"
Shen Dingzhu's eyes flashed with dark eyes, and her red lips pursed into a thin line: "I... I don't remember very clearly."
Feng Jingwu shook his head: "It's such a pity. I was going to kill you anyway. You and Xiao Langyan can only reconnect in the next life. If you want to blame, blame this old guy Wei Mao'an for taking you away by force." Come to Changliu.”
As he spoke, he fixed the tip of the knife behind Zhu's waist and brought it close to his skin again.
This time, the stinging sensation was even deeper.
