Report to the medical concubine, Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds!

"I dare to ask, who among you is the master of this Long Hidden Sword?"

Hua Sijin raised her hand, met the man's incredible eyes, and said calmly:

"It's me now, I don't know who it is in the future."

The men once again knelt in several rows, and their voices were loud as they recognized their master.

Feng Juxu had a smile on his lips and looked at Hua Sijin lovingly in his eyes. You could clearly see the pride and pride in his eyes without looking closely.

"Okay, okay, everyone, get up. Do you usually practice kneeling down and kowtowing? If your ability is limited to this, just leave your tokens and go away."

What Hua Sijin hates the most is kowtow, especially when this group of people kneel on their knees and kowtow in a very pious and serious manner, which always gives her the illusion that their ancestral graves are being dug up.

Feng Juxu smiled and pulled Hua Sijin's hand and played with his fingers boredly.

Seeing this group of people feasting, the desire in her heart aroused again, her thin lips pressed against Hua Sijin's ear, and her voice was deliberately lowered and slightly hoarse.

"Jin'er, let's go back and continue, okay? My husband has been very busy just now and is hungry."

Hua Sijin understands in a second, but she has a bad intention and will not go away for a while.

Deliberately pretending not to understand anything, he pointed to an empty seat at one of the two tables where the group of people were eating.

"There's also a seat there. If you're hungry, you can sit there and eat together. Don't be too particular about it when you're out. It's hard to find a chef from the imperial dining room to cook it for you."

Seeing that Feng Juxu was not moving, Hua Sijin did not forget to reach out and push his shoulder gently.

"Stop looking, go sit down and eat together. If it's a little later, all they'll have is the soup base."

Feng Juxu had no choice but to take Hua Sijin's hand and stand up to go upstairs. He finally saw that this narrow-minded ghost did it on purpose.

Just after taking two steps, Zhui Feng, a fool, came out of nowhere.

"Master, most of the people have been packed into private rooms, but there are still a few people who can't be locked up at all. I don't know how to deal with them?"

The people in Fengjuxu are about to explode. Is this Zhui Feng still alive in a dog's belly? How come you only grow in age and height, but not in brains?

"Where did you say I should be locked up? Where can I be locked up? In my room?"

Angrily, he pulled Hua Sijin and continued to walk towards the room. Zhui Feng's heart beat like a drum and he turned around and left.

But what Feng Juxu never expected was that Zhui Feng would actually come to disturb his good deeds again, and even bring someone with him.

"My subordinates listened to my master and brought these people who couldn't be locked up. I wonder where they should be locked in your room?"

Feng Juxu, who had never lost his temper during the journey, could now shout just one word and make everyone's eardrums hurt——

"roll!"

Wu Lang was staying at Shi Luoyu's side to be attentive and wash the dishes together. Hearing this, the tiger's body trembled, his eyes widened and he ran out with the bowl in his hand.

"Dear me, what happened?"

Zhuyue stood at the stairs on the first floor, eating melon seeds, looking up at Zhui Feng, who was looking down with a gray face, leading a few people down.

"How many times have I told you to use your brain and think carefully before making a decision. This brain is not gold, silver or jewelry. You can save it and use it anytime. If your brain is rusty, you may not be able to use it in this life."

Zhui Feng felt aggrieved at the moment and didn't want to speak. But if he didn't talk, he was worried that he would suffer from what the Queen had said was depression.

"Why didn't I use my brain? I originally thought that since those people couldn't hold it anymore, I might as well kill them all and bleed them, so as not to waste food."

"But the master was very angry and ordered me to send people to his room. I just thought that maybe those people had other uses. The master is so wise and powerful, he must have seen what I couldn't guess. Something went wrong.”

Speaking of this, Zhui Feng forced himself to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs.

"But look, I brought all the people here, but the master became even more angry. Who on earth annoyed the master while I was there to bring the people? Isn't this making me take the blame for nothing?"

Zhuyue is also a person who doesn't take things too seriously when watching the excitement. He stopped Wu Lang who wanted to tell the truth with his eyes, then pointed at the room where Feng Juxu was and murmured in a low voice.

"The Queen is in His Majesty's room. After the two of them went upstairs, no one came down again, and there was no news that anyone went upstairs. Guess who else could make you take the blame?"

Zhui Feng's eyes widened. How dare he say that the Queen is not her fault?

I don't know if he was too nervous, but his brain circuit that flew around the earth several times finally came back, and he hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth tightly.

[Oh my god! How many lives do I have to dare to complain about the Queen! ]

Hua Sijin looked at Feng Juxu, who was completely uninterested, and smiled silently, leaning forward and back. Especially when I heard Zhui Feng's inner voice after being deceived by Zhu Yue, I laughed out loud.

Feng Juxu was very depressed and looked at Hua Sijin in confusion.

"Good boy, I'm not laughing at you. I don't mean to think you're not good at all, really."

Feng Juxu originally wanted to ask more questions, but he stopped immediately after hearing Hua Sijin's words.

It’s okay to say that he was tired and didn’t want to move. It’s okay to say that his thoughts about doing things suddenly stopped.

But saying he can't do it? How can a real man endure it when he says those words in such a soothing tone?

Hua Sijin felt the strong resentment from her husband, giggled and dodged to the door like a slippery loach.

"It seems that today is not a good time to consummate the marriage. Let's choose a good and auspicious day next time."

After seeing the flowers blooming, he left without looking back. Feng Juxu sat helplessly on the bed, stretched out his hand and scratched his head irritably.

"Oh, a ruthless woman can slip away very quickly."

Having said that, Feng Juxu was not idle. Instead, he tapped his thigh with his fingers seriously, closed his eyes and thought about the good days mentioned by the old men in Qintian Prison.

Also, ordinary people have to count their weddings and funerals on a good day, and most couples consummate their marriage on the wedding night.

At that time, Jin'er got married just to celebrate her happiness, and she had already been wronged. Nowadays, we don’t even have a decent bridal chamber with flowers and candles, so how can we achieve perfection?

Poor Zhuifeng was talked about by Feng Juxu again, but it was different from the way he was disliked before.

"Zhui Feng is a good person. He knows that if I get angry, it will definitely be detrimental to him, but I still risk my life to find a way to interrupt him. I will be rewarded!"

Poor Zhuifeng's young and fragile mind was finally comforted, and he was about to find a house to hang out with.

But he didn't expect that the next second, a voice that frightened him so much sounded from the second floor, making his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys tremble with shock.

"Zhui Feng, come up here and come to my room."

Seeing that the person next to him was as unresponsive as a piece of wood, Zhuyue stretched out his hand and poked him hard.