Her Majesty the Queen

Chapter 2 Fenglin's side king

The next day, the dawn was just beginning to shine, and the sky turned pale.

In the Qiushui Pavilion of Linwang Mansion.The wooden door was gently pushed open, and it was Fuju who walked in the lead.He was holding a set of purple court clothes with a crown in his hand, and a thin servant followed behind him.The waiter held a gold-plated round basin in his hand, which was more than half filled with water, presumably for washing.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door opening and closing, Feng Lin woke up from his sleep.She was already a light sleeper.Let alone in this strange world?

The waiter put the round basin on the dressing table, and Fuju waved him away.Until the little waiter exited the door.Close the wooden door again.Fuju stood three meters away from the bed, bowed to greet her and said, "My lord, it's morning time."

Baosha separated the two of them, and Fuju lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head obediently.His face was still somewhat blurred, Feng Lin let out a light "Oh" and sat up from the bed.Fuju immediately went forward.As soon as his hand touched Bosha, Feng Lin's voice sounded at the right time: "You step back and call a maid to come in and wait on you."

Of course Feng Lin knew that Fu Ju had been serving the original owner, but now that she was the prince, she had to do it in her own way.

Feng Lin's words frightened Fuju very much.He fell to his knees with a plop.Pay homage to Fenglin.Panicked: "If I have done something wrong, I am willing to be punished. Please don't drive this slave away."

Feng Lin sighed softly, he was just not used to having men waiting to change clothes, why did he panic so much?Feng Lin lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking, suddenly she slapped the wooden bed and shouted: "Fuju, you are so brave, how dare you not listen to what this king says?"

Fuju shrank even more.He bit his lower lip tightly until he tasted a fishy sweetness on the tip of his tongue.He heard himself reply, "I obey."

In the Northern Moon Dynasty, Fenglin was an existence below one person and above ten thousand people.Her orders cannot be disobeyed.

Fuju backed out, and the room returned to tranquility.

Feng Lin sighed, if she wanted to survive in this place, soft-heartedness was absolutely unacceptable.

Fuju's work efficiency is very high.After a while, a stout young woman appeared in the room.She bowed to Feng Lin and began to wait for her to wash and change her clothes.

After washing, Feng Lin looked at the woman in the bronze mirror. Her hair was tied with a jade crown, hanging down leisurely behind her back. Her face was lightly powdered and graceful, her eyes were like autumn water, her nose bridge was delicate, and her lips were lightly powdered.She was wearing a purple court dress with a crown, and the whole body of the court dress was embroidered with a unicorn pattern with gold thread.Qilin steps on auspicious clouds, lifelike.Looking further down, the trousers of the same color are used as bottoms, and a pair of black soft boots are on the feet.

Feng Lin had to say that the woman in the mirror was more than a notch more beautiful than her original appearance.She smiled lightly at the bronze mirror, and walked out the door leisurely.

As soon as Feng Lin stepped out of the door, he saw Fuju standing respectfully by the side, and saw Feng Lin walking out.He hurried forward to meet him, and said obediently: "Will the prince eat in the pavilion today, or go to the hall to have dinner with the side gentleman, I should prepare early."

Feng Lin keenly noticed that Fuju's tone of voice was more respectful, and even her actions were submissive, without any overstepping.

Feng Lin thought it must be what he said just now that made him so afraid.There was a slight smile on her beautiful face.Stepping up to him, she asked softly, "Fuju, are you blaming me?"

Fu Ju thought she knew Feng Lin's temper well, but now he found that he was wrong.When Feng Lin woke up last night, it started to be cloudy and sunny, Fuju was not sure, he was afraid that he would offend the master if he didn't notice for a while.

"I don't dare." Fuju buried her head lower, he didn't know what Fenglin wanted to do again.

Feng Lin stretched out her slender hand, clasped Fu Ju's chin accurately, and raised his head.Fu Ju was forced to raise her head, and what she saw was Feng Lin's face, which was close at hand.Her laugh disturbed his heartbeat.His eyes drifted away, and he was still unwilling to meet Feng Lin.

"Look at me." Feng Lin ordered.

Fu Ju didn't dare to disobey, she could only timidly meet Feng Lin's face, her cheeks were blushing.Even so, he didn't dare to look into Feng Lin's eyes.

The Beiyue Dynasty is a country where women are respected.Men look feminine, whereas women tend to be rough.Although this Fuju is not said to be enchanting in appearance, she is very handsome.

"Is this king a tiger?" Feng Lin caressed his earlobe carefully, then leaned a little closer, and said intentionally.

"No, it's not." Fuju waved her hands again and again, a thin layer of sweat arose on her fair skin, her cheeks were bright red, like a hibiscus that couldn't bloom.

Seeing that it was enough to bully Fuju, Feng Lin let go of the shackles on Fuju. She straightened the court clothes with her hands, her eyes were domineering. "Fuju, this king likes obedient people the most, do you know that?"

"I know." Fu Ju bowed upright, something flashed in her eyes, even though it was just a glance, Feng Lin could see clearly, it was very helpless.

Feng Lin relaxed her tone, and half-truthfully said to Fuju: "As long as you are obedient and obedient, this king will always spoil you." After finishing speaking, she walked in front, and without turning her head, she continued to say to the people behind: "This king will go to the Flower Hall to have dinner together today."

Fuju went down first to prepare breakfast, while Fenglin walked slowly to the flower hall by herself.

The original owner is a strict and self-disciplined person, and he often stays in the army.Not keen on wind and moon.Up to now, she has only one husband in name.He is the eldest son of the current Prime Minister of the Left, who was given a marriage by the Queen to be her side lord.

When Feng Lin arrived at the flower hall, breakfast was ready.A huanghuali round table with about ten people sitting together.A handsome man with excellent looks sat quietly in a seat slightly below.

The man's name is Moon Moon Cloud.He is not short, probably half a head taller than Feng Lin.Compared with Fenglin's gorgeous court clothes, he only wore a simple blue gown, which looked a bit plain.However, this does not affect his appearance.The long black hair reaches to the buttocks, like a waterfall pouring down.His skin was fair, with slightly softer outlines.Under a pair of curved eyebrows, there are dark and deep eyes. His pupils are so beautiful that one can sink in at a glance.His sitting posture is extremely elegant, his back is straight, and he has the bearing of a master.

As soon as Feng Lin stepped into the door of the flower hall, an attendant immediately knelt down to salute.Shouted in unison: "My lord, Jin'an."

Feng Lin didn't even look at the crowd, and waved his hand. "Get up."

Yue Yun had already got up from his seat, he didn't kneel down to salute, but just leaned towards Feng Lin, his voice was soft and shallow like a clear spring in the mountains, deep and sweet. "The minister greets the prince."

Feng Lin walked in two steps without looking sideways, and sat down on the main seat.Only then did he say: "Okay, let's sit down and eat."

Yue Yun sat down as he said, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Lin.The concern is palpable: "Is the prince better?"

After Feng Lin sat down, there were attendants waiting for her to prepare food.After hearing Yue Yun's words, she turned her eyes to him.Her heart felt hot, this month Yueyun's words were sincere, and she really cared about herself.

Feng Lin suddenly developed a good impression of him.She picked up the chopsticks, picked up some vegetables nearby and put them in his bowl, and said: "My king is in good health. But you, being so slender, didn't you eat well?"

Yue Yun's gentle and jade-like face flushed suddenly, he lowered his eyes and stopped talking.He just silently ate the food that Feng Lin put into the bowl.

(End of this chapter)