< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Action > The Empress' Livestream > Chapter 867

Chapter 867

Words:2056Update:22/06/25 09:12:13

Report

Wei Ci said, "My lord, you have yet to succeed in your hegemony, you should not be hindered by this kind of love affair."

At this moment, Feng Zhen made an inelegant gesture of using his little finger to pick at his ear, directly outsmarting Wei Ci.

"Did you hear that right? According to Zixiao's meaning, doesn't that mean that the lord and you are a couple and have an affair? " Feng Zhen looked as if he had discovered a new continent. He said, "Just now, I only said that you secretly admired the Lord, but I never said how the Lord reacted to you. Why is it that you and the Lord are in love with each other? Could it be that there's more to it? "

Wei Ci's face paled. He realized in hindsight that he had been tricked by Feng Zhen and was furious.

If not for his good upbringing, he would have long lost control of his impulse and kicked Feng Zhen out of the house.

"You have a beautiful face and a charming body. You deserve to be loved by others. For example, Xinyue, don't you have many women in your boudoir? " There was a hint of slyness in Feng Zhen's eyes as he admired Wei Ci's fairy-like face with great interest, revealing the annoyance and shame that only a mortal man could have. He continued, "My lord is not an ordinary woman, but she is also a person of flesh and blood. Outstanding women were chased by men, and outstanding men were chased by women. This was a matter of course. The pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first. Taking advantage of the fact that no one has an advantage over you, it's better to make a move early than later when she has her eyes on someone else. The only thing is that I'm afraid only you can marry a woman like Lord. "

Wei Ci, "…"

After a while, Wei Ci squeezed his molars and squeezed out a sentence.

"Prodigal Feng Zhen, your words and actions really live up to your nickname!"

When Wei Ci flared up, Li Yun would be frightened, but not Feng Zhen.

"I'm just teasing you. Why are you so serious?" Feng Zhen curled his lips in an unrefined manner. He said, "My lord is currently eighteen years old. In another two years, he should be thinking about marriage. Do you really think that she is an immortal banished from the heavens, living in the wind, eating and drinking dew, with no distractions in her heart and no emotions? Taking ten thousand steps back, Zi Xiao had placed his lord on a pedestal, but had he ever thought of an heir? I will have to face this problem one day. "

As an outsider, Feng Zhen naturally saw things more clearly than Wei Ci.

He could also tell that Wei Ci did not treat Jiang Pengji as his lord. He clearly worshipped her as a god.

Who knew that the gods in Wei Ci's eyes were ultimately just mortals with flesh and blood.

Feng Zhen's words calmed Wei Ci's raging flames for a while.

"Carrying on the family line is a common human thing," Wei Ci said dejectedly, "I have never had any improper thoughts towards my lord."

It was Feng Zhen's turn to be confused.

Adoration was adoration, what was there to avoid about it?

Wei Ci was about to drown in a jar of vinegar over the blunder just now, but now he refused to admit it.

How was this a man who was so bashful?

She was clearly a little princess.

Feng Zhen said angrily, "I really don't know what you're conflicted about."

He said to Feng Zhen, "There are some things … You won't understand until the time comes."

With his previous life's experience, Wei Ci knew that this matter was not as simple as love between a man and a woman. It involved many entanglements of interests.

If his lord was not the final victor and was destined to fail, what was wrong with Wei Ci going all out and confessing his feelings?

But he knew that was impossible. His lord would definitely win, and she would create an unprecedented golden age for all the people in the world.

Wei Ci did not want to be a stain on her reputation and give those gossipy people a reason to attack her.

If possible, he hoped that he could stand by her side and quietly sweep away the pebbles for her, so that she could walk more steadily.

Feng Zhen wanted to tease him a little more, but he saw Wei Ci's deep frown. The pain on his face did not seem fake, so he could only stop.

He was a prodigal son. How could he understand the principle that the more Wei Ci liked and admired, the more he dared not approach?

"Ha, it won't be you. It will always be someone else." Feng Zhen folded his hands into his sleeves. Every word he said was like a knife stabbing into Wei Ci's heart. "Just now, Hanmei only made a slip of the tongue, and you're already so jealous. When the 'nightmare comes true,' tsk tsk …"

Feng Zhen added, "Why can't you understand?"

Wei Ci responded with silence.

The prodigal son said, "I don't understand what you're worried about, but if you think about it carefully, I guess I can guess a thing or two. You're just worried about the gossip of others and the fight for the heirs in the future? It's not difficult to talk about it. Why don't you just change your surname and marry into her family? "

Wei Ci was speechless.

To prevent Feng Zhen from going too far, Wei Ci could not bear it anymore and said, "It's not just that."

Feng Zhen asked, "Then what is it?"

Wei Ci rubbed his brows and said, "Do you think … it's possible for my lord to become the emperor?"

Feng Zhen thought for a while and said, "If she can successfully get rid of the calamity of the Northern Borderline, my lord will be able to add nine pebbles and become her own emperor."

If she could conquer the Northern Borderline, plus half of Dongqing's territory, it would not be too much to make her own emperor.

Wei Ci asked again, "If a woman becomes the emperor, will her husband be the ruler?"

Feng Zhen instinctively wanted to reply, "Ridiculous," but he suddenly paused.

Wei Ci smiled bitterly and said, "If her husband is the ruler, it will undoubtedly be the ruling family of the empress. The country will not rule the country, and the so-called emperor will become a joke. The important officials of the court can tolerate one empress, but can they tolerate two or even three? If the throne is passed to a prince, the fight between the empress' relatives will become more and more intense. As you can see, the aristocratic families are at their peak and have military power in their hands. If a male emperor ascends the throne, the harem will become a channel for the aristocratic families to control the emperor. No matter what they do, it will be wrong … It's still a little far to talk about this now, but it will have to be faced eventually. "

Feng Zhen was stunned. He really did not think so much.

"Wait — according to what you're saying, is it better to let my lord be childless for the rest of her life?"

Or should I say, when my lord conquers the world, she will then adopt her brother's son and forcibly hand over the world?

"How is that possible?" Wei Ci's eyes were cold and he said, "Getting rid of the father and keeping the son is the best way."

After hearing this, Feng Zhen's eyelids twitched violently.

Wei Ci said, "Forget it, why talk about such a distant matter? If you have nothing else, go home as soon as possible. "

Wei Ci felt that standing in front of him was an eyesore.

Feng Zhen could hear the disdain in Wei Ci's words, but he still shamelessly stayed, thinking about what Wei Ci had said earlier.

If my lord could really aspire to the throne, having children would indeed be a problem.

In addition, Wei Ci's words also mentioned the problem of the aristocratic families.

Nowadays, there were many aristocratic families with armies. It would be fine in troubled times, but if the world gradually moved towards unification, it would become a hidden danger of division again. With my lord's temperament, how could she like to be held back by others? Either she would completely weaken the aristocratic families, or they would retaliate and turn them into mere puppets. The interests of the two were completely opposite, and there was almost no possibility of reconciliation.

Feng Zhen frowned and thought of many hypotheses.

Wei Ci, who was beside him, had already calmed down. He took down the teapot on the tea stove and showed off his tea skills.

Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.