Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 328 With so many people watching, it's not shameful to lose face

Along the way, Feng Qian did not know how many attention gifts she received. When the maids and eunuchs greeted the emperor, they secretly looked at her with a very envious look, so that she could only bury her face in shame in the end. In the arms of the man.

"It's all your fault, words don't count, and I'm being stared at by them now!"

"What's the matter with looking at it? They're competing to see it because it looks good. If Qianqian is ugly, they don't want to look at it."

Feng Qian snorted: "Don't think that I will forgive you easily if you casually tell the truth!"

Jun Moying's eyes fluttered slightly, and her voice whispered into her ear, "Well, I really only told the truth, and how I want to punish, I will listen to it superficially after I go back."

At that moment, there was an indescribable charm about him that was both gentle, refined and evil.

Behind Li Detong almost knocked because of his words, Dongyang also lowered his head with blushing cheeks, pretending that he didn't hear anything...

Feng Qian was hugged by a man, and she couldn't see the reaction of the person behind her, but she knew it must be abnormal.

She rolled his eyes at him from embarrassment, narrowed her bright eyes slightly, squinted at him, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Are you sure I can punish you like this?"

The man raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Where are you going, pervert?"

Feng Qian gritted her teeth: "I missed what you thought in your head!"

"What I'm talking about is—punishment." Jun Moying sneered, "Tell yourself, what's on your mind?"

"Small leather whip and wax oil!" Feng Qian looked at him dangerously, "Wait, after I fully recover, you will be tied up with black silk every day, whipped with a small leather whip, and in addition The wax is dripping!"

Black silk, small leather whip, wax oil...

Although he didn't know what the first one was, but the latter two...

Jun Moying looked at her with a more dangerous look than hers, "Okay, since Qianqian wants to try so much, I don't mind trying a new way of playing after your body recovers."

Feng Qian suddenly felt like she was in a cocoon.

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The show girls selected by the Ministry of Rites have all gathered in the square in front of Chuxiu Palace. In Feng Qian's words, it is a big piece of Haohao Tangtang.

Seeing the emperor coming, they all knelt down to pay respects: "See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Jun Moying raised his hand, "Get up, everyone."

Feng Qian stared at this group of people for a while, suddenly she was a little confused.

A group of women... business?

What business can a group of women do!

Feng Qian would never be so foolish as to think that she was here to listen to an opera.

Soon she understood that this posture was definitely for drafting girls.

Then when she saw Jun Moying's expression, she suddenly smiled.

The draft girl still has to bring her to observe, right?

Does this mean that she is going to help her choose a few more concubines?
OK, very good!
"Jun Moying, let me down." Feng Qian stared at him.

Jun Moying ignored her and led her straight to the only chair on the field.

Feng Qian scanned around and found so many people, so she had to struggle in a place where no one could see, and said in a low voice, "Jun Moying, I asked you to let me down, did you hear that?"

This time the man finally gave her a little reaction - he gave her a faint look, and put her on that chair and sat down.

"Hey, don't move around. There are so many people watching, it's not ashamed." His smiling voice whispered in his ears.

(End of this chapter)