I traveled to the era of female supremacy and became a bad woman

Chapter 221: His Majesty Nangong.

Chapter 221 His Majesty Nangong.

The young eunuch arranged Feng Zhaoyun in a palace closer to Nangong Liuying, which was far away from the residences of the emperors.

Arriving at the palace, there were two palace maids waiting inside. Feng Zhaoyun glanced at them, turned around and said, "No need to serve here. You can go outside the palace. There's nothing to do, so don't come in."

The two maids looked at each other, hesitant for a moment, but after seeing Jiuyi's fierce eyes, they said helplessly, "Yes..."

The steward asked them to take good care of this miracle doctor, but now he doesn't allow them to enter the hall to serve him. How can he report this to his superiors?

Jiuyi closed the door and stepped forward, saying, "Master, the secret guards have followed you into the palace. Emperor Xiao, do you want to arrange for some help?"

Feng Zhaoyun took off his outer robe and threw it aside casually, "Hmm."

Nangong Liuying didn't allow me to leave the palace. It was obvious that she wanted to get rid of me after I cured her. She would do something to me.

Feng Zhaoyun sat in front of the mirror, took off the hairband on her head, picked up the wooden comb, and combed her hair. "Is there any trace of the Ye mother and daughter?"

Jiuyi lowered his head and said, "Master, no...it's like he disappeared from the face of the earth."

Feng Zhaoyun's expression remained calm. "Keep searching. If we find him, we'll kill him. We must find out the secret passages in the palace within the next two days. Send a message to Xiao Qingyue. After leaving Yue Kingdom, bring a group of men and disguise ourselves to meet him outside the city."

Jiuyi, "Yes."

Counting the days, it’s almost time.

Feng Zhaoyun took off her inner clothes and sat at the table. Jiuyi applied medicine for her. Over the past few days, the injury on her shoulder had mostly healed.

Suddenly, Jiuyi's hand holding the medicine spoon stopped in the air.

Feng Zhaoyun tilted his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

Jiuyi, "Master, someone has entered this hall and is outside."

Feng Zhaoyun put on his inner garment casually and said, "Let's go take a look."

Jiuyi put down the medicine spoon in his hand and gently pushed open the door. There was no one outside. He turned around and said, "The man's presence has disappeared. Master, I will guard the door tonight. You should have a good rest."

Feng Zhaoyun stood up and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the couch and extinguished the candles in the room.

I am really sleepy today.

As soon as I lay down on the couch, I felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.

Jiuyi at the door suddenly fell to the ground...

Feng Zhaoyun, who was sleeping, seemed to feel a pair of cold hands gently brushing across his face.

Meng Shaoqing sat beside the couch and looked at her, "Yun'er, is it worth it for him?"

He already knew about the deal between Feng Zhaoyun and Nangong Luoxia, and for Xiao Qingyue, he risked his life and lurked beside Nangong Liuying.

Feng Zhaoyun suddenly woke up when she felt someone beside the couch. She saw a black figure sitting beside the bed, which scared her so much that she wanted to scream.

Meng Shaoqing leaned over and covered her mouth with his hand.

The two were very close. Meng Shaoqing said, "Sister A Zi, don't scream. It's me."

Meng Shaoqing?

Feng Zhaoyun grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand down, "What are you doing here, Master Meng? This is the imperial palace."

Meng Shaoqing placed his hands beside her ears and said, "I've been waiting for you in the city. If I can't wait for you, I'll come in and look for you."

Feng Zhaoyun looked at the door and saw that Jiuyi hadn't come in. He realized something was wrong and turned around to question him, "What did you do to Jiuyi?"

So concerned about your subordinates? "She's fine, lying at the door. This palace is full of the princess's secret guards. They are not protecting the princess in Shangguo, but here to protect you, sister A Zi, you are really important."

Feng Zhaoyun pulled up the quilt to cover his neck. This man was very difficult to deal with. His martial arts were very powerful. Even his many secret guards couldn't do anything to him. "Why did you come to see me? What do you want?"

Meng Shaoqing slowly approached her, "You're not leaving now, is it because of Xiao Qingyue?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhaoyun was shocked. She looked carefully at the person in front of her. Could it be that Nangong Luoxia told him this?

Feng Zhaoyun said, "Mr. Meng, please don't talk nonsense. That's Emperor Xiao. I wouldn't dare..."

Before she could finish her words, Meng Shaoqing suddenly kissed her on the lips.

Feng Zhaoyun didn't expect that he would dare to do this. He punched him on the shoulder, but it didn't work at all.

The person in front of her grabbed both of her hands and raised them above her head.

Feng Zhaoyun was kissed fiercely and wantonly by him, and her hand was easily captured by him. For a moment, she felt a little humiliated...

She found a gap and was about to open her mouth to bite him, but Meng Shaoqing was very smart. When she was about to bite him, he immediately moved away from her lips a little.

Feng Zhaoyun cursed, "You pervert! Get out of here!"

Meng Shaoqing looked at him, his chest panting slightly, with an unsatisfied look. He pinched her cheek with one hand, a little angry, "Why? You hope that it is Xiao Qingyue who kisses you right now? Why can't I!"

The king?

Feng Zhaoyun's eyes widened. Did he hear correctly? He was calling him "the king"?

Feng Zhaoyun, "You..."

Meng Shaoqing smiled wickedly, "My Yun'er, I'll ask you again! Did you come to the Moon Country for Xiao Qingyue?"

He looked at her with an angry tone, waiting for her answer.

But after Feng Zhaoyun heard this, his lips trembled slightly...

he....

Feng Zhaoyun had tears in his eyes. "Who...who are you?"

Recalling that day at Yaquan Manor, in Meng Shaoqing's house, he heard someone calling him, Shang'er, could he really be Nangong Shang.

The man's face was cold as he pulled off his mask. This face was cold and handsome, with a high nose, handsome eyebrows and bright eyes. Yes, these eyes always felt familiar to him. They turned out to be Nangong Shang's eyes.

Nangong Shang, "Sister A Zi? Do you know me?"

Seeing this long-lost face, Feng Zhaoyun could no longer hold back and tears flowed down like a dam breaking.

Seeing her crying, he panicked and quickly let go of her hand and sat up, with a dazed look on his handsome face for a moment.

Feng Zhaoyun's hands were free, she sat up, hugged him suddenly, and threw herself into his arms.

Nangong Shang hugged her tightly, and the anger in his heart disappeared instantly at this moment.

Feng Zhaoyun burst into tears, "You actually lied to me!"

The fist hit his back lightly, "I thought you were dead..."

Nangong Shang rested his head on her neck and smelled the fragrance of her hair, "Yun'er, do you still miss me?"

Still?

Feng Zhaoyun was a little angry for a moment, so she gently pushed him away, then grabbed his hand and bit it hard.

The man didn't feel any pain and had a smile on his face.

Feng Zhaoyun, "You clearly recognized me, why didn't you recognize me earlier?"

Nangong Shang reached out and caressed her face lovingly, "It's my fault. Don't be angry anymore. Forgive me, okay?"

Then he kissed her gently on the lips, not as rough as before, but very gentle.

One hand wrapped around her waist, bringing them closer together. The person in his arms no longer resisted as before, and gradually, under his attack, she closed her eyes.

Nangong Shang picked her up and sat her on his lap, with one arm around her waist and the other stroking her neck.

Her waist was very soft. Nangong Shang's breathing gradually became heavier, and the hands on her waist gradually tightened.

There was a slight pain in his waist, and Feng Zhaoyun groaned softly, "It hurts."

Hearing this word, Nangong Shang could no longer hold back. With a big hand, he pulled open her underwear, and the clothes fell to her waist.

Just when they were feeling passionate, Feng Zhaoyun suddenly frowned.

Nangong Shang touched her wound and stopped for a moment.

He looked at the wound on her shoulder, then gently kissed the corner of her mouth with his thin lips, "But I hurt you, it's all my fault, I couldn't help it and forgot you were still injured."

Then he bent down and put her underwear on her, gently tying the belt.

Feng Zhaoyun watched him carefully dressing himself, "Zhaoyue, as long as you're alive, it's good. When I learned that you were dead, that was the most painful time for me."

Nangong Shang was slightly stunned. He raised his head and saw tears in her eyes again. He gently kissed her eyes and said, "It's all my fault."

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