Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 173 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 11

Having not seen the sun all year round, the man's legs are unhealthy white, and the exposed slender calves are strong and strong. The muscles he exercised in his early years have not yet completely degenerated.

Feng Zhuo stared at the innocent woman kneeling in front of her legs, her lips pursed tightly and the corners of her eyes sharp.

"Are you looking for death?"

Everyone in the Qianqiu Kingdom knew that the empress was a very handsome man, but they did not dare to provoke the regent Feng Zhuo. After all, only by hugging Feng Zhuo's thigh could she secure the throne.

Quan Jiu felt a little dizzy. She shook her head and stared at Feng Zhuo without knowing why.

"You don't even have breasts, how can you be so mean?"

Feng Zhuo's fingers on the wheelchair shrank, showing signs of exerting force, and he warned.

"Zhu Yan."

His Majesty stopped calling her and called the empress by her first name.

"It's not Zhu Yan, it's Ah Jiu."

Quan Jiu pursed her red lips and shook her head.

001 stared at this scene, silently sweating for her.

Fortunately, the empress's character is also Ajiu, otherwise Fengzhuo would definitely have found out the clues.

Feng Zhuo turned a blind eye to the charming person and said in a deep voice:

"I'll give you three seconds. If you still want these hands, take them away."

Quan Jiu's hand was still holding his pants tightly, and she wouldn't let go.

"My dear, I was wrong. I will put on your pants right now."

She grabbed her pants and pulled them up, trying to lift them up for him. A gust of cold wind rushed into Feng Zhuo's green robe.

Feng Zhuo's temples were pounding. He couldn't bear it and raised his palms. Just as he was about to touch the back of Quan Jiu's neck, the woman in front of him suddenly stood up and threw herself into his arms, her arms tightly restraining her.

His waist.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...What should I do...the pants will move on their own...it's so scary...I can't put them on wuwuwu..."

The woman's long curled eyelashes were covered with tears, and her nose was slightly red from crying, like a pitiful little kitten. But because of her charming and enchanting appearance, she had a bit of intoxicating charm, and her every smile made people's hearts flutter.

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Fengzhuo had never been a womanizer, and for the first time he was slapped in the arms by a woman. He should have been angry, but when he saw Quan Jiu, who was crying and hiccupping, as dazed as a child, the slap he raised never came down...

He was a little angry and funny.

What does it mean that the pants can move? She obviously grabbed the pants and kept pulling them randomly. Can the pants not move?

"Ai Qing..."

Quan Jiu wiped the tears mixed with rouge and gouache onto Feng Zhuo's clean coat.

Feng Zhuo didn't move, staring at the person in his arms.

The woman's face was rosy, her eyes were closed and she was leaning in his arms, with two drops of tears still hanging on her cheeks. She was dazed and did not forget to make her promise.

"My dear... don't worry... I will definitely cure your leg disease... you will always be the brightest young man in Chang'an City..."

Feng Zhuo lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see through his expression.

After a long time, the woman who was talking to herself finally became quiet, lying on his lap and breathing steadily.

"Fengling."

"My subordinate is here."

A guard in black suddenly appeared from the darkness.

Feng Zhuo: "Send His Majesty back to the palace to rest."

"I obey my orders!"

The guard in black picked up the wine and sent the man back to the palace.

After the door of the palace was closed, the drunken woman lying on the bed suddenly twisted her waist strangely, and then her movements became larger and larger until she couldn't help it anymore, and a chuckle came from the bed.

001: "Take it easy, Fengzhuo hasn't gone far yet."

Quan Jiu raised his head excitedly from the bed, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of drunkenness at all:

"I was scared to death. If I hadn't just pretended to be drunk, Feng Zhuo would have slapped me to death."

001: "Why haven't I noticed that you are so good at crying scenes before?"

Quan Jiu: "This is what I call true feelings."

There is no WiFi, no mobile phone, not even air conditioning. She will not be happy anymore.

Quan Jiu was sitting in the gauze curtain. As soon as he opened the gauze curtain and stood up, he saw a breast dumpling with a shocked and tangled face sitting opposite him.

Quan Jiu: “!!!”

I wipe it!

I almost forgot that there was a little kid in the bedroom!

"cough……"

She met Naituanzi's eyes, walked over slowly, and spoke softly:

"Baby..."

Naituanzi's neck shrank.

Quan Jiu felt choked in his heart and asked with a glimmer of hope.

"What did you see tonight?"

Nai Tuanzi pursed her lips nervously, and I peeked at her reaction.

"I saw... you taking off the Prince Regent's pants."

Quan Jiu: “…”

Then didn't Naituanzi see the whole process of her face change?

"I also saw... you hug him tightly and don't let go."

Seeing that she showed no signs of anger, Nai Tuanzi continued to speak boldly.

"If you cry in his arms, he won't be able to beat you."

He looked at Quan Jiu with a confused expression.

The world of a three-year-old child is still very simple, and he does not understand the twists and turns of the adult world. He only objectively explains the scene he just saw.

Quan Jiu's face turned red when he heard this.

What does it mean that when she cries, Feng Zhuo is reluctant to hit her?

It's as if she and Feng Zhuo are having an affair?!

Naituanzi struggled for a long time and finally revealed his doubts:

"You... like the Regent?"

So will the Prince Regent be his "dad" in name only?

Quan Jiu tugged at his soft little face:

"He is not important, I only like you."

A sweet-smelling, soft, shy little baby is much better than a man.

As soon as he heard her straightforward confession, Nai Tuanzi became shy again, his fair little ears were stained with a layer of crimson, and he lowered his eyes and did not dare to look directly into Quan Jiu's eyes.

She, she, she started again...

He was a little excited, but couldn't help but tell himself to be reserved.

He was afraid that if she accepted his happiness, she would never coax him again...

He is a bit greedy and hopes that she can always treat him like this.

…

Late at night, Yinshi.

Outside the Yangxin Palace.

Quan Jiu was sleeping soundly with Naituanzi in his arms, when the tissue paper on the mahogany window was suddenly pierced by a sharp weapon, and a burst of smoke blew in silently.

The mother and son were breathing steadily and making no movements.

The guard outside the door was knocked down at some point, and the person outside opened the door of the palace and barged in boldly.

The white boots were embroidered with light cyan wandering clouds. The visitor's steps were very light. He walked all the way to the dragon bed without making any sound.

He stared through the gauze curtain for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to lift the hanging gauze curtain.

"Whoosh——!"

A flying knife struck the visitor between the eyebrows.

"Zizi——"

The sound of sharp metal weapons clashing together sounded, which was particularly noisy and harsh in the quiet room.

Quan Jiu sat up, and through the white gauze that flew away, she finally saw the person's face clearly under the moonlight.

The woman sat on the dragon bed with her legs crossed, her red lips slightly raised, half-smiling.

"Your majesty, the Imperial Master, is it not very good to break into a woman's boudoir late at night?"

Xu Zhu's eyebrows are indifferent and dusty, his long hair is tied up in a crown, three thousand green hairs are like a waterfall, and a white robe is swaying in the moonlight.

And just now it was the fan he opened in his hand that caught the flying knife thrown by Quan Jiu.

Xu Zhu's expression was unclear, and he looked into her eyes with probing eyes:

"You are not Zhu Yan."

(End of chapter)