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Chapter 57 The most satisfying fiancée
Feng Shuying didn't expect him to help, so she said: "It's okay, if I die, the prince will die in three months at most."

"I will wait for the prince by the Naihe Bridge, and I will have a companion when I am reincarnated."

Jing Moye gave her a cold look, and she smiled slightly: "Although the prince and I can't live together, we can die together at about the same time."

"Just thinking about this makes me feel so romantic. I'm so happy...Hey, my lord, why are you hitting people?"

Jing Moye gave her a violent shudder and said, "No matter how nonsense you talk, you don't have to go to the palace to be killed. You can just die in the carriage."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She didn't dare to provoke him anymore, so she held her head and sat in the corner of the carriage, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

After all, Jing Moye is a crazy person, and she is afraid that he will suddenly go crazy and kill her.

Jing Moye glanced at her sideways, too lazy to pay attention to her, and took out a book to read.

Feng Shuying was a little bored riding in the carriage. When she saw him reading, she stretched her neck to follow him.

Anyway, he just asked her to be quiet and didn't say she couldn't read.

But she drew her neck back after reading one page.

Jing Moye saw that it was not a history book or a painting book, but a book about torture.

She just glanced at it and saw that it was written on how torture can make people collapse in the shortest time.

It even mentioned extremely cruel torture methods, and the methods were so bloody and cruel that it was outrageous.

Feng Shuying went to the corner and cat-catted, minimizing her presence.

She had to remind herself all the time that Jing Moye was just a crazy person. How could there be anything normal about the books that crazy people read?

The corner of Jing Moye's eyes caught her small movements, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he continued reading.

About a quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace.

After Jing Moye put the book back, he got out of the carriage first, then waited at the door and handed Feng Shuying his hand when he got off the carriage.

Feng Shuying looked at him and he said quietly: "From now on, you will be the fiancée who makes me completely satisfied."

Feng Shuying: "..."

The so-called 120% satisfied, but it set up a target for her and made her the target of attack by those with ulterior motives in the palace.

She asked him: "Can this satisfaction level be reduced to only one point?"

Jing Moye shook his head: "No, didn't you say that you have liked me for ten years?"

"Your deep love for me has completely moved me. I feel that I can repay your love only if I am completely satisfied with you."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She grinded her teeth, knowing that he asked her to accompany him in this play, so she had no choice but to continue acting.

And judging from the last time she entered the palace, no matter whether he was affectionate for her or not, those in the palace would not let her go.

If that's the case, let's act!
Let’s see who is disgusted to death first!
She said with a shy look on her face: "Your Majesty is so kind, I am so happy!"

Her voice was so coquettish and sweet that the hairs on Jing Moye's body stood on end.

When it comes to writing, she takes second place, and no one can be first.

Feng Shuying put her hand on Jing Moye's and timidly got off the carriage.

Something seemed to trip her feet, and when she got off the carriage, she threw herself into Jing Moye's arms.

The moment she rushed in, Jing Moye clearly felt her hands moving along his chest to his waist.

Jing Moye: "..."

In all his growth, no woman has ever dared to touch him like this!
It seemed that ever since he met Feng Shuying, she had broken countless firsts in his life.

He looked at her coldly, and she said delicately: "Thanks to the prince for holding me up, otherwise I would have fallen." "The prince is really kind, and my deep love for him is not in vain."

She thought clearly that this was the entrance to the palace, and it was absolutely impossible for Jing Moye to kill her here.

Since you can't die for the time being, let's continue.

This drama must be performed, so of course she must seek some benefits for herself.

Jing Moye is the best-looking man she has ever seen.

The book said that he was very sick and thin, but when she touched him just now, he had clear muscles, excellent lines, and a very nice touch.

Earn it.

Jing Moye looked at her and said, "You are looking for death!"

Feng Shuying threw herself into his arms again and touched him twice: "The wind is so strong outside, it makes me feel so uncomfortable. Your Majesty, help me block it!"

Jing Moye: "..."

He felt that he might be too tolerant of her, so that she dared to be so arrogant.

When he enters the palace to find the person who cast the curse this time, he will kill her immediately!
He reached out and pinched her nose and said, "Get off!"

He used a little force this time, pinching Feng Shuying's nose sorely, and physiological tears flowed out.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her nose, this dog man!

He took a few steps forward and didn't see her coming, so he turned to look at her and said, "Hurry up."

Her eyes were slightly red at this time, with tears in her eyes, and she looked very pitiful.

Although Jing Moye knew that she was pretending to be like this, his heart softened unconsciously.

When he waited for her to come to his side, he said softly: "Don't push too hard from now on. It's easy to die, but it's extremely difficult to stay alive."

Feng Shuying glanced at him. At this time, the ice and snow in his eyebrows disappeared a little, and he really felt a bit gentle and jade-like.

She felt a little regretful. When he wasn't crazy, he was really pleasing to the eye, but such times were too rare.

Sure enough, the next moment, his eyes were filled with ice and snow again, because the eunuch at the gate of the palace came over and invited him to enter the palace: "Your Majesty, please come into the palace quickly, it will be wrong to make the emperor wait."

Jing Moye's peach blossom eyes were dark, and he felt a little crazy when he looked at the palace.

Feng Shuying clearly felt his changes this time, and she suddenly remembered something:

He was the eldest son of the late emperor. After the late emperor's death, his younger brother came to the throne, and his identity became very embarrassing.

To him, this palace is probably full of conspiracies and calculations, and he doesn't like it here either.

Jing Moye didn't say anything, but turned to Feng Shuying and said, "Let's go, fiancée, accompany me to enjoy this family banquet."

Feng Shuying: "..."

At this moment, she vaguely understood where his madness came from.

At this moment, she actually saw a sense of brokenness in him.

She stood beside him and walked forward hand in hand with him.

The two of them soon reached the depths of the palace.

Today's palace banquet is the Queen Mother's birthday. Since it is not a birthday celebration and the Queen Mother doesn't like extravagance, she only invited members of the royal family.

When Jing Moye took Feng Shuying to Cining Palace, he saw a man in blue standing under a flower tree in front of the palace.

He turned his back to them at first, then perhaps when he heard some movement, he turned around and looked over.

At that moment, Feng Shuying was stunned for a moment, because he was only slightly less handsome than Jing Moye, and their looks were different.

(End of this chapter)