Chapter 92
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The man looked straight at her complaining face and chuckled. "The dinner has been reheated twice. Does Imperial Concubine want me to let them reheat it three more times?"
"Your Majesty, can you turn your back to me when I change my clothes?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiuqing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "Why?"
There were thousands of reasons in Shen Yueji's mind. All of them were: men and women should not touch each other, men and women should be different, men and women should be alone …
But when it came to the point of saying it, the man in front of her was the emperor, the emperor, and she was his Imperial Concubine in name, his woman. If she said these words out —
Feng Jiuqing might really be angry.
It was okay to use Gu Yueyin to block it once. But if she blocked it too many times, she would be playing hard to get in the man's eyes.
Shen Yueji grinned at the man. "I'm shy."
As she spoke, she really made a shy expression in front of the man.
It could be seen that the man's handsome eyebrows moved.
His beautiful eyebrows were raised, and a pair of deep black eyes fell on her little face that was pretending to be shy.
He laughed. "I just asked Imperial Concubine to take off your coat."
Shen Yueji: "…"
Seeing that she stood in the same place for a long time, her little face seemed to be fixed by someone.
The stiff smile was still stuck on her little face.
Feng Jiuqing stepped forward and picked up a coat from the soft bed that she took off when she went out today.
His big hand fell on her shoulder, easily took off her outer skirt, and put a pink outer skirt on her body.
The whole movement was smooth and elegant.
There was only one sentence in Shen Yueji's mind now.
Has it begun?
No, it's over.
The man was very close to her. His white and handsome face was like a young man coming out of a painting, clean and clear, and his white clothes were like snow.
Incomparably handsome.
After putting on the coat for her, the man's big hand didn't leave directly, but fell on her thin shoulder, and slightly tightened.
Shen Yueji suddenly looked up.
He was still as gentle as water. In addition to the gentleness in his dark eyes, there seemed to be another complex and dangerous emotion.
"Your Majesty?"
"The Imperial Consort's own scent smells better."
Feng Jiuqing's eyes drooped, and his elegant crimson lips curled up into a smile, "If I carry an unfamiliar aura, I will feel uncomfortable."
Shen Yueji's delicate little face was slightly pale. She chuckled and said, "I also think that next time I meet the Regent, I will walk around him and not argue with him again."
The man held her hand and walked out of the inner hall. "The Prince Regent is indifferent and unreasonable. You won't be able to gain anything from arguing with him. Diao Yang Palace, it's best if you don't go there in the future. "
Shen Yueji wanted to pull her hand back, but the man held it tightly.
With every word, the man's grip tightened, especially when he mentioned Mo Wushang and Diao Yang Palace.
"I was bored in the palace today, so I randomly walked around. I don't know how I ended up in Diao Yang Palace. Don't worry, Your Majesty, Diao Yang Palace is filled with Yin Qi. If it weren't for Double Happiness following behind me to give me courage, I would have been scared to death. In the future, I will definitely not go to Diao Yang Palace. "
Sitting on the round chair, the young Emperor personally picked a dish for her.
Shen Yueji stuffed this dish into her mouth, but it was tasteless.
She had never underestimated Feng Jiuqing's intelligence and meticulousness.
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