The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 394

What catches the eye is not the exquisite carvings on the top of the Jinye Pavilion bed, but...

The top of the Purple Tower, Weiwei Imperial City.

Indigo Dais in the distant mountains, the blue sky is like washing.

Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she was half awake from her hazy sleepiness.

He withdrew his gaze from a distance and fell on himself——

I saw that there was not even a piece of cloth left on my body!

His hands and waist were tied with strong thick ropes, and he hung on the city wall.

As if Feng Jin was struck by lightning, her brain hummed, and a look of thunder and lightning appeared on her face...

Looking down, the people below are tightly packed into a circle, and there are dense crowds of people, who are all looking up at him... above.

Even if they were far away, they could still hear their shameless voices commenting or cursing one by one, and one could imagine the contemptuous and contemptuous expressions on the faces of these common people.

"Hey, I don't know who this person is, but he has the audacity to hang it on the city wall of Yulong Kingdom's palace."

"It's really hurting my Yulong Kingdom's weathering, burning my eyes, hey, there are people running naked here, do you care?"

"Hey hey, don't tell me, he has a pretty good figure, but it's a pity that he's a man, otherwise he would definitely be a stunning beauty."

"Even if you're not a woman, it's definitely a feast for the eyes for some masculine people, hehehe."

"Hey, why do I feel more and more that this person... looks familiar."

Today's ancient folk customs are conservative, that is, men are taboo to show their bodies in public, let alone being surrounded by the world, commenting from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

Feng Jin was so ashamed and angry that his body only belonged to Long Jue, how dare this lowly pariah...!
Angrily, Feng Jin scolded angrily: "Shut up, you bastards! Don't dare to turn around to me quickly, don't look at me again! Otherwise... Believe it or not, I ordered someone to goug your eyes? !"

Feng Jin's words undoubtedly caused public outrage.

You're going to take off your clothes and hang them here, what's the matter, why don't people with eyes look at them?
I want to see!
"Tch, who is this person? He is so arrogant. We haven't even said that he has ruined Yulong Kingdom's national prestige."

"Call us as pariahs, like how noble you are, if you have the ability to report your identity and name, let's hear it."

"Wow, mother, mother, this little boy is so fierce, he said he was going to goug our eyes, what should I do, I saw him just now."

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Hey! He seems to be the counselor of Prince Yong's residence—Mr. Fengjin!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, flashing the gossip.

"what?!"

"This young man who was hung on the wall of the imperial palace turned out to be Young Master Fengjin of Prince Yong's Mansion?"

"Don't tell me, if you look at it so carefully, it really looks a bit like it."

"That's right, it's him. When His Royal Highness King Yong was traveling, I once caught a glimpse of that Young Master Fengjin from a distance."

"..."

The wind of gossip immediately spread among the common people who joined in the fun.

Among them, there is no lack of Xinmi, Merry and Xiangyan in Yongwang's Mansion.

"Hey, let me tell you a secret quietly, you must not tell others..."

"What secret? What secret?"

Humans are often very curious.

Seeing that everyone's curiosity was aroused, the man coughed and pretended to be mysterious and said: "My aunt's cousin's third son's next-door old Wang is a current person in Yongwang's mansion. I heard..."

"What did you hear?"

"Speak! Speak!"

The man hooked the corners of his lips strangely, lowered his voice, and said: "Young Master Feng Jin and His Royal Highness King Yong..."

"What about two people?"

"Speak! Speak!"

"Two people..." The man stretched out two thumbs and pointed them in the middle. The ambiguous meaning is self-evident, "It's such a relationship."

Everyone gasped in unison: "Hiss—"

In ancient times with conservative folk customs, although it has long been recorded in history books that some big figures have the habit of breaking their sleeves and dividing their peaches, who doesn't cherish their reputation and wings?
Even if you like masculinity, it must be done secretly, and you can't let outsiders know.

After all, in ancient times, this would be scolded by people poking their spines.

That His Royal Highness Yong, who looks cold and domineering, is really...?
"No way, His Royal Highness Prince Yong really likes masculinity. If this Young Master Feng Jin is really his male favourite, then why would the prince dare to bring Young Master Feng Jin around the market all day long? You have to hide it. "

"Why not? I think this is probably true. You can see that His Royal Highness King Yong is very handsome, while Mr. Feng Jin is more than feminine, especially if you look at his red robe, it is really true." ...hehehe."

"Yes, yes, it must be because he loves this Young Master Fengjin so much that His Highness Prince Yong always takes him by his side. Otherwise, why don't His Highness Prince Yong take Concubine Yong by his side all the time?"

"Besides, didn't you hear what this Young Master Fengjin said just now? We looked at his body, and he wanted to order someone to goug out our eyeballs. How can an ordinary counselor have such a big tone? He must be relying on Yong His Royal Highness's favor, dare to do this. What is this called... Be proud of being favored!"

"But……"

Just when people had different opinions, they insisted on their own opinions, and they couldn't argue for a reason, someone pushed and shoved in a low voice.

"Look! Look! It's the carriage of Prince Yong's Mansion..."

"His Royal Highness is here..."

"Will His Royal Highness Prince Yong take care of Young Master Fengjin?"

"It's so embarrassing, if I..."

If we say, all kinds of chaotic voices from the surrounding people made Feng Jin so irritable that he wanted to kill someone.

Well, now...

When Feng Jin saw a luxurious carriage with dark black ebony texture, all the irritability, shame, and anger in his heart turned into... grievances.

Feng Jin's beautiful eyes were filled with a faint watery light. After blinking, she bit her lips and shouted: "My lord——"

King Yong drove past the gate of the palace, and the people avoided and saluted.

However, the faint and noisy voices from all around were still transmitted into the carriage through the thick dark ink-colored curtains.

Long Jue faintly heard Feng Jin's voice.

The carriage suddenly stopped.

Long Jue asked, "Why stop?"

The guard driving the car clasped his fists and spoke in a hesitant voice: "My lord, Mr. Feng Jin..."

Long Jue: "What happened to Mr. Feng Jin?"

The guard gritted his teeth, not knowing how to organize his words, and said directly: "My lord, you should see for yourself!"

Long Jue frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

(End of this chapter)