Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 204 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 42
Xu Zhu didn't expect that he was really willing to hand over the token, his long and narrow black eyes fell on the token, and the expression in his eyes was unclear.

It was this token that symbolized military power. For it, the late emperor fought wits and courage with the Jing family's prime minister all his life, but in the end, he still failed to weaken the Jing family's power.

The other ministers in the room were also shocked.

When did Jingchuantang get involved with His Majesty? !

"Your Majesty, I think General Jing's proposal is good."

Someone spoke first.

"My minister seconded the proposal."

"..."

Quan Jiu stared at the token in his hand in bewilderment, feeling extremely hot.

Feng Zhuo: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to accept it, then he won't accept it."

Even without Jingchuantang, he can protect her for the rest of her life.

Quan Jiu stuffed the token back into Jing Chuantang's waist.

"Aiqing, marriage is not a trifling matter. If I marry you, it must be because of you, not because of your Jing family's 80 troops."

If she really took this token, what would Jingchuantang become, a tool for her to consolidate the country?

Jing Chuantang was not disappointed when she rejected him. If she really had no affection for him and only regarded him as a pawn, then at this time, she would have happily accepted the token.

Everyone discussed many plans, and when night fell, only Feng Zhuo and Quan Jiu were left in the room.

Feng Zhuo said softly: "Ajiu, push me back to the room."

When there is no one else around, he always likes to call her Ajiu.

Quan Jiu was still worried about the war between the two countries, and he didn't notice that Feng Zhuo's fingers on the wheelchair had tightened.

The two arrived at the room, just as Quan Jiu was about to say goodbye, the door was closed.

She looked at Feng Zhuo with a puzzled face, but heard him ask.

"Don't you have anything to explain to me about what happened last night?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

Explain what happened last night?
How else to explain that kind of thing?

Explain the pose?
She stared at Feng Zhuo in bewilderment.

Feng Zhuo frowned slightly, thinking of the obstacle he encountered last night, he looked at the messy big bed the two of them rolled past last night.

He said, "Go and lift the quilt."

Quan Jiu didn't know why, so she did so, and when she caught a glimpse of a red mark on the bed sheet out of the corner of her vision, she was struck by lightning and froze in place.

Is she here as an aunt?

Feng Zhuo pushed the wheelchair closer, stared at Luohong on the bed sheet, and said in a low tone.

"Don't you think you should explain something?"

He found out last night, but at that time she was under the control of drugs, her consciousness was blurred, she only knew to rely on her instinct to approach him time and time again...

Quan Jiu was even more confused than him:
"...I came to Sunflower Water?"

But she ran outside during the day, and she didn't feel that her aunt was coming.

Is it irregular periods?
Seeing that she really didn't know, Feng Zhuo couldn't help asking.

"The father of that child, you really don't have the slightest impression?"

Quan Jiu shook his head.

The original owner was kidnapped for ten months. In the memory of the original owner, this child is the product of "her" being defiled. Regarding the memory of the ten months of giving birth, Zhu Yan can't remember clearly, only vaguely remember , she was always locked in a room, and someone brought her food every meal time.

Then, the original owner's memory fast forwarded to after being rescued.

She stayed behind closed doors in the mansion for a full three months before resuming normal social interactions, but the good times didn't last long. Not long after, someone brought the child to the door, saying that it was her own flesh and blood...

The original owner's resentment when he was "defiled" was still engraved in his bones. Quan Jiu never suspected that the little bun was not his own son, and naturally he didn't think about the original owner or Hina...

Seeing that she really didn't know, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but tell her the truth.

"He's not your son."

Quan Jiu was shocked: "But..."

Feng Zhuo's eyes fell on the center of the bed sheet, and he grasped Quan Jiu's five fingers:

"Ajiu, I am your first man."

She belonged entirely to him.

Quan Jiu: "..."

"Ergou, what's going on with the plot of your system?"

Not at all reliable.

001: "The plot given by the system comes from the memory of the original owner. If someone has interfered with Zhu Yan's memory, there must be errors in the plot received by the system."

Quan Jiu: "...do you dare to be more reliable?"

001: "It seems to be daring."

Quan Jiu: "Get lost!"

As Feng Zhuo's words fell to the ground, the atmosphere in the room became subtle again.

Quan Jiu felt a little uncertain.

Now that it was her first time knowing that she was "pretending to favor men" in the past, wouldn't all the truth be revealed?
He is so smart, will he guess that she is not "Zhu Yan"?
If he knew, what would his reaction be...

Feng Zhuo didn't let go of her hand:
"I will change clothes for His Majesty."

He reached for her belt with his fingertips.

Quan Jiu didn't have time to hide, and his coat was torn apart.

Quan Jiu: "..."

It looks like he didn't intend to kill her?
Wait, no!

This is Feng Zhuo's room, why is she changing clothes here? !

She looked at Feng Zhuo in shock, but it was too late.

The man's inner strength was obviously stronger than hers, and he imprisoned her in his arms, making her unable to move.

"Love, love..."

Feng Zhuo tied her hair and crown, and was neatly dressed, even the silver moon brocade belt around her waist was never undone.

He held Quan Jiu in his arms and whispered in her ear.

"Your Majesty wants to fill the harem?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

Feng Zhuo doesn't intend to let her go:
"What does Your Majesty think of General Jing?"

"No way!"

Quan Jiu resolutely admits.

At this time, she was crazy to say "Jing Chuantang is so handsome"!
Feng Zhuo laughed softly: "I think so too."

He pulled out the hairpin in her bun with his fingertips, and three thousand black hairs poured down, and bursts of fragrance filled the nostrils of the two of them.

"His Majesty……"

His cold fingertips caressed the back of her neck.

Quan Jiu: "...um."

Feng Zhuo's tone was stubborn and firm:
"You can only be mine."

He untied the belt of her last layer of underwear, and gently laid her down between the quilts.

The woman's slender and white arms hung between his neck, dangling from time to time.

Even though it was winter, both of them were sweating a little.

At the moment when the ten fingers were tightly intertwined, Feng Zhuo whispered in her ear.

"do not leave Me."

Quan Jiu closed his eyes, raised his slender neck, revealing a seductive arc.

"Feng Zhuo, let's start treating the legs tomorrow."

She wants him to be a normal person.

He should stand above the court and be looked up to by everyone, instead of being pointed at behind his back.

Feng Zhuo lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows.

"it is good."

…………

The next day, Quan Jiu prepared all the medicinal materials needed for the treatment.

Feng Zhuo was very cooperative, he did what she said, and he never raised even the most basic doubts.

.........

Next time, what do you want to see?
　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)