Her Majesty the Queen

Chapter 1 Across the North Moon Dynasty
Feng Lin had a dream.

In the dream she saw a magnificent house.Under the eaves in the center of the house, there are three large gold-plated characters that read "Linwangfu".It was night in the dream, the moon was crooked, thin clouds were entwined, and two crimson lanterns were swaying in the wind.The gatekeepers are two tall women, holding spears, standing on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, like two statues.

She goes in through the gate.Go through the long corridor.Come all the way to the hall.The hall is brightly lit, and there is a faint sound of silk and bamboo.She looked in through the wide open wooden door.

Sitting on the high seat is a beautiful woman.The woman's long hair reaches her waist and is tied into a neat bun on the top of her head, covered with a white jade and gold crown.The woman's face is extremely beautiful.She has a small oval face, creamy skin, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of eyes that are as clear as pearls, a straight nose, and the color of her lips is like cherry blossom petals in full bloom.

The woman leaned casually on the soft chair covered with cloud-patterned brocade, her eyes were full of majesty that was different from her appearance.Although there was a smile on the corner of her lips, no one dared to exceed the cold breath she exuded.

Directly below the woman, sat several older middle-aged women.The woman was flanked by two unusually enchanting young men.Everyone tossed the cup to drink, talking and laughing happily, but they dared not make more troubles to the superiors.

Then, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

This is an extremely luxurious room, the floor is covered with fox fur, thumb-sized night pearls are scattered in every corner, and the room is warm and soft.

Looking inside, there is a mahogany carved bed about three meters wide among the tulle.The quilt on the bed was surging, and I didn't know what was under the quilt.

A moment later, the previous stunning woman pushed open the door, and she pushed back a group of attendants who wanted to enter the door to serve.Step up and enter the door.and close from the inside.The woman glanced at the bed first, but she didn't go forward, but sat down at the table five steps away.

Fresh fruit refreshments and a jug of wine are on the table.The woman's white and slender fingers clasped the flagon.The jug was black, in stark contrast to her jade-like fingers.

She picked up the wine glass, and tilted the jug to add a glass of wine.Her red lips parted slightly, and the fragrant and slightly spicy Xuemeilu slipped down her throat, causing her throat to feel dry and hot.

After drinking a glass of wine, the woman's face softened a little, and she was no longer so cold and alienated.She stood up leisurely, her emerald skirt scattered all over the floor.She put down the wine glass and only carried the jug to the bed.

She raised her slender hand, and the silk quilt was instantly separated from the big bed.With the dim warm light, Feng Lin could clearly see the scene on the bed.That is a beautiful man.The messy black hair covered his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly.His hands and feet were tied with sacred ropes and he couldn't move.

Sensing that someone lifted the quilt, the man suddenly struggled.

The woman standing at the head of the bed admiringly said "Zi Zi" twice, she sat down on the edge of the bed, and stretched out her hand to part the black hair that covered the man's appearance.

What kind of face was that, Feng Lin couldn't use any words to describe it.The outline of his face is like the best carving in the hand of a carver, his complexion is white and transparent, his eyebrows are neatly trimmed, his nose is just right, and his mouth is stuffed with a coarse cloth.The corners of the pale lips were smudged with a bright red, which was astonishingly beautiful.

It was those eyes that made Feng Lin unable to look away the most.His eyes are slender and long, with the tails of his eyes slanted upwards.The shadows under the slender eyelashes.His pupils flickered in pitch black, like meteorites falling from the sky.Especially his eyes, unwilling, humiliated, cold as ice, as if detached from the world, not in this world of mortals.

The man couldn't speak, but his body trembled violently, and a faint moan squeezed out of his throat.He stared at the woman with resentment in his eyes, his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Being the king makes you so unwilling?" The woman finally stopped teasing the man, she pulled out the cloth from the man's mouth, and raised her eyebrows.

"You, let me go." The man's voice was extremely hoarse, and he even coughed for a while before he could catch his breath and spit out these words.

The woman seemed to hear something funny, and a slight smile appeared on her cold face. She raised her jaw, revealing her domineering arrogance.

"It's just a lowly male skill, and you want to fight against the king?"

A woman's words are tantamount to trampling on the last bit of a man's dignity.She placed the jug in her hand above the man, tilted it slowly, and the cold liquid poured out from the spout, splashing flowers on the man's face.

"She really is a stunning beauty?" The coldness in the woman's eyes has not faded, and there is no other color in it.

As soon as the wine touched the skin, it burned and hurt. The man clenched his teeth, unwilling to show any weakness.

The woman's lips curled up, and the wine pot in her hand gradually moved up. She lowered her body and whispered in the man's ear: "Originally, this king has no interest in you, but now, this king wants to see you a little bit." What is it like to cry?"

The woman's voice is very soft, if you don't hear the content of her words, it's more like a love story between lovers.The woman said without stopping her hand. She pointed the spout of the jug at the man's mouth, and pinched his chin with the other hand, forcing him to open his mouth.

The man clenched his lips tightly, refusing to speak, and the glistening liquor flowed from the corner of his mouth, wetting a thin blanket under him.All of a sudden, the house was filled with the aroma of wine.

The woman did not remove the wine jug until more than half of it was gone. She gently tapped the man's lips with her fingertips, and whispered in the man's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Or, tell me, what is the purpose of He Lianxue sending you to me? If you tell me, I can let you go." The woman narrowed her eyes, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes.Her tone was soft to the extreme, and there was a stark contrast between the two.

The man's beautiful phoenix eyes stared fearlessly at the face of the woman above him. He met her gaze and laughed twice as if mocking himself. "Purpose? Her purpose is to use me to curry favor with you, and to become a noble with Tujia."

"The mouth is very tough. You may not know the way this king punishes people." The woman was not angry at the man's words, she parted her cherry lips slightly, and smiled softly, her snow-white teeth looming.She paused and leaned close to his ear.The small voice pierced deep into his cochlea, shaking his mind.She said: "I heard that you are still a noble man, if this king rewards you to his soldiers, what do you think will happen to you?"

The man's eyes were full of unyielding, he smiled coldly, and said indifferently: "It's just a death."

Things have developed to this point, the original result is already very clear.But at this moment, the woman's face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from her lips.

The woman glanced at the jug in her hand, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.She threw the wine jug in her hand, and it fell to the wall and was shattered. She pressed her chest with one hand, and her beautiful face became pale.She murmured: "Did Lixiang get drunk in the wine? No wonder even this king didn't notice it."

After all, she rolled her eyes and passed out...

Feng Lin's dream ended here.But she didn't wake up right away.She felt as if her head was being pricked by a needle, the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.Then, many memories that did not belong to her were forcefully poured into her mind.

It took a while before the pain in her head gradually eased.Then, like watching flowers on a horse, she watched a person's first half of his life as a third party, which belonged to the first half of the woman in the dream.

Feng Lin suddenly sat up from the bed, beads of sweat dripping from her smooth forehead.She wiped off the sweat with her hands, but her heart was still beating violently. The dream just now was so real that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.She even remembered what the woman said in the dream: From now on, you will live for me.

Feng Lin comforted herself secretly, it was just a dream.However, when she raised her head, she saw an extremely horrifying scene.

This room was not his own apartment, but the room he had seen in his dream.

Feng Lin's silk was lifted, the sheets were changed, and the man on the bed was nowhere to be seen.Other than that, it was exactly the same as in the dream.She hurried out of bed.It is very comfortable to step on the soft fur with bare feet.

Feng Lin looked around the room.Trying to find some clues from it.However, when she saw her current appearance in a bronze mirror, the last hope in her heart was completely shattered.

That's not what she used to be.It was the appearance of the woman with the same name and surname as her.Feng Lin had absorbed her memory, she knew that this Feng Lin was the Queen of the Northern Moon Dynasty, the God of War who used soldiers like a god on the battlefield, and the second daughter of the current Queen.

That's right, she traveled to this feminist dynasty that never existed in history.

Feng Lin glanced blankly at everything in front of her, what else could she do except smile wryly?
Fortunately, Feng Lin didn't have much time to think wildly.Because at this time, someone pushed open the wooden door and walked in.Walking in was a handsome man dressed as a servant, holding a bowl of black concoction in his hand.

Presumably he didn't expect Feng Lin to wake up, the man let out a cry of surprise, and almost dropped the medicine bowl in his hand.Feng Lin stabilized the medicine bowl in the man's hand, opened his mouth and said, "Fuju, when did you become so careless?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Feng Lin was stunned.After thinking about it, she might have been affected by the memory of the original owner.

The man named Fuju's legs went limp and he knelt down.He pleaded guilty again and again: "My lord atones for my crime, but I was too happy to see my lord wake up. That's why I made a mistake."

Feng Lin searched for the memories about Fu Ju in his memory. He entered the palace at the age of 15, and now he is eighteen. Because of his agility, he was put by the original owner's side to serve him.However, neither the original owner nor herself trusted Fuju.Because at the moment he just entered the door, Feng Lin saw that the expression flashed in his eyes was very complicated, three points happy, three points surprised, and four points helpless.

Feng Lin pondered, it seemed that there was more than one person in the Northern Moon Dynasty who wanted her life.Feng Lin's mind was full of thoughts, but there was no expression on his face.Up to now, she can only take one step at a time.

Feng Lin didn't speak, so the man naturally didn't dare to get up.He kept kneeling all the time, not even daring to move.

Feng Lin looked down at the top of the man's head, wondering what he was thinking.After a while, she bent down slightly to meet the man's eyes, and lifted Fuju's jaw with her index finger.In his surprised gaze, he rubbed his lips with his thumb.Her beautiful eyes seemed to look into his heart, she whispered in his ear softly: "Fuju, who do you think is so bold, dare to poison and murder the king?"

Fuju's whole body trembled almost invisible, and based on his understanding of Fenglin, he knew that this was the precursor of Fenglin's attack.He didn't dare to meet Feng Lin's gaze, but lowered his posture even more, and fell at Feng Lin's feet.His voice trembled slightly. "I dare not speculate."

Feng Lin became king at the age of ten, and she brought down half of the Beiyue Dynasty.She won the hearts of the people, second only to the queen.Although she is not brutal and indiscriminate, she never shows mercy to those who betray her.Three years ago, she cut off the head of one of her lieutenants and hung it on the gate of the city for the sake of collaborating with the enemy.At that time, the whole country was shocked.

Someone asked about it later, but Feng Lin said: "What I hate is not her collaborating with the enemy, but that she shouldn't have betrayed me. I will never forgive you who betrayed me."

Feng Lin didn't know who exactly Fuju had planted her eyeliner beside her, but at the moment it could be used to shake mountains and shake tigers.She curled her lips into a smile, and walked back to the bed. She sat down on the bed casually and raised one leg.The fur trousers slid up a little due to Feng Lin's movements, revealing a slender calf and delicate jade feet.

Fuju immediately knelt down on the carpet and walked a few steps, before coming to Feng Lin.He still fell on the ground respectfully, his head almost hitting the carpet.

Feng Lin's eyes were half closed, and he turned his eyes to the person kneeling at his feet, with his toes swaying slightly.After a while, she lifted Fuju's chin with her toes, forcing him to look at her, her eyes permeated with terrifying deterrence, and said: "Tell me, I forgive you for your innocence."

Fuju's delicate face was as red as blood, he didn't dare to avoid Fenglin's teasing, he could only let her toes walk on the skin of his neck.His eyes were watery, and he looked at Feng Lin with less fear and more passion.He was so weak that he barely had the strength to stabilize his body.

When Feng Lin saw Fuju's posture, she stopped moving.She knew that the relationship between the original owner and this servant was not just an ordinary master-servant relationship.In other words, he was her slave on the bed.For her to vent.

Why doesn't she take advantage of this relationship?Maybe he can catch the person hiding behind him.

Feng Lin suddenly stopped moving, causing Fu Ju to feel lost for a moment, and he looked at Feng Lin sadly.But when Feng Lin gave an order, he didn't dare not answer.His mind was spinning, his expression remained calm.He calmed his heartbeat.After kowtowing to Feng Lin, he said: "As soon as Mr. Zisu from Guiyun Building entered the palace, the prince was poisoned. I'm afraid it has something to do with him."

Hearing a name from Fu Ju's mouth, Feng Lin searched in his mind, but the original owner didn't have such a name in his memory.She opened her eyes and asked, "Who is Zisu?"

"Zisu is the number one son of Guiyun Tower, Lord Helian redeemed him and gave it to the prince as a pet." Hearing Feng Lin's voice turned cold, Fuju answered tremblingly.

"Zisu?" Feng Lin silently read the name, she still remembered the pure man she saw in her dream, is he Zisu?Feng Lin paused, and then asked: "Where is he now?"

"After the prince was poisoned, His Majesty was furious and ordered him to be imprisoned in the prison of the palace. However, he was very stubborn, no matter how tortured he was, he would not reveal the mastermind behind the scenes."

Empress?Feng Lin gritted her teeth, this empress is the mother empress of the original owner.If you dote on her tightly, you are afraid that if you are not very good, she will find out that you are a fake.It seems that we need to be more cautious in the future, otherwise one may lose his life if he is not careful.

Feng Lin waved to Fu Ju, and ordered: "Pass down my king's order, Zisu should not be tortured again, and this king will interrogate Zisu himself."

"I obey." Fuju replied.

Feng Lin thought for a while, and then said: "Send someone into the palace to tell the mother that the king is fine, and he can enter the palace tomorrow to say hello. You should retreat."

Disappointment flashed across Fuju's face, and he got up a little awkwardly.

"My lord, do you want someone to sleep with you tonight?" Fuju looked at Fenglin eagerly, as if she was waiting for her to ask her to stay with her.

Asking her to sleep with a person she met for the first time, even though the other person is a handsome man, she couldn't do it.She pretended not to see Fuju's embarrassment, and refused: "My king is still feeling unwell, so let's get rid of it today."

In Prince Lin's Mansion, Feng Lin's words were equivalent to the imperial decree, and no one dared to disobey them.Seeing that Fenglin is not interested in her, Fuju has no choice but to walk out of the room.

(End of this chapter)