Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

When Ji woke up again, he was lying on the bed, and when he stretched out his hand, the ghostly face disappeared, but fortunately, he asked Cang Lizi to ask for a human skin mask before leaving Zhou Rao. Now he , just an ordinary guard with an inconspicuous appearance.

Ji sat up with his elbows propped up, raised his eyes and looked around, the sunlight sifting through the open window revealed a faint cold fragrance, making Ji think that this was the boudoir of some young woman.

Ji leaned on the edge of the bed and squinted down, seeing a strange and luxurious scene in front of him.

Ji Zheng was about to get out of bed, but saw a pair of brocade shoes under the bed, with complicated and exquisite patterns, but they were not his.

Ji suddenly looked down at the clothes he was wearing, which were not his at all.

He and Fu Wangzhi fell into the deep lake at the same time, and the sudden turbulent vortex directly dragged them into a piece of water, maybe it was the bottom of the lake, or maybe a canal. In the dark water, he could only hold on to Fu Wangzhi's arm, but, At the moment, it cannot be guaranteed that the two of them will not be washed away by the torrent.

Now, it seems that he was rescued, but what about Fu Wangzhi, where is he?

Ji couldn't help bowing his head in thought, at this moment, the door opened.

The woman in the sky blue dress was dressed as a manager, stepped into the threshold, her eyes fell on the person standing in front of the bed, she slightly retracted her body and said: "Young master, my master has an invitation, please follow me to the main hall."

Ji Wenyan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pretend to be hesitant. He followed the woman like an ice sculpture, braving the cold air along the road, and then he lowered his hand to touch the cold knife at his waist, but he grabbed nothing.

Ji's eyes became colder and colder.

But at this time, the woman just raised her head and walked forward without saying a word, but she complained in her heart that the man her master liked was too scary, and it was inevitable that she would have to train her for a while.

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help turning her head to glance at Ji twice, and sighed.

Ji then frowned, feeling a little weird about the woman's ridiculous attitude.

Ji Gang was about to stop, but after turning around the corridor, the male servants guarding in front of the main hall were full of smiles again, which made him unable to distinguish the intention of the owner of the main hall.

"Master, that young master has arrived."

In the main hall, there was a humble male servant lying on the ground, shaking his shoulders tremblingly, and there was a line of warm blood stains beside his knees.

Just before half a cup of tea, the guards outside the main hall dragged away a slave who had just died.

Hei Mou stared at it, and the woman behind the screen was unfolding the scroll, slowly adding a stroke with pen and ink.

"Let him in." The woman's hoarse and high-pitched voice was very long, more astringent than the cold spring, more cloudy than the frost and snow.

Outside the main hall, the kneeling and bowing male servant pushed the rich door away.

Ji looked at the past through the dazzling beam of light. At this moment, the beautiful male servants standing on both sides retreated, leaving only him and the figure behind the screen in the main hall.

The slender figure behind the back screen stood up, brushed off the vulgar fragrance of rouge from his shoulders, and walked out holding a scroll in his hand.

Ji Lian's eyes, the high silver lines in the black eyes seem to contain smoke and ice, she is wearing a dark green skirt, a loose hibiscus underwear, and a pair of slender, white wrists that seem to be condensed by frost and snow.

At that moment, Ji thought that he saw a beautiful woman with a strong character.Of course, the person in front of him is a woman in power, not a beautiful girl that he can easily get in Zhou Rao.

Ji Wanwan did not expect that the "savior" in front of him would directly reach out and strangle his chin, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

"Not bad. This look, this figure, this face...is exactly what this king thinks." The woman in front of him suddenly approached him, sniffing lightly, as if she could feel the faint and murderous aura of the visitor.

Bitter threat——The woman slanted her eyebrows and raised her eyes towards Ji.

For a while, Ji couldn't break free from the hand under his chin, so he could only stare at her with a frown, watching the woman deliberately raise his neck, gently rubbing his face, his black hair, and The silver pattern on his forehead wiped his forehead.

The woman exclaimed almost blatantly: "Tsk tsk, what an exotic beauty. Although she doesn't look very good, I am very pleased with her temperament."

Ji caught the faint desire in the woman's eyes, and suddenly felt a thunderbolt strike in his heart, and was about to secretly accumulate internal energy, but found that the true energy in his body was not flowing well, and when he looked up again, he saw the woman let go of her hand with a look of horror. Unfolding the picture scroll just now, he said: "I heard that Zhou Rao used to regard the phoenix as his beauty, and everyone related to the royal family has a logo on his body...I don't know, beauty, are you a spy of Zhou Rao's royal family, or...Assassin?"

The woman's beautiful eyes glanced at Ji, slightly aggressive, like a smiling tiger.

Ji Wenyan looked in surprise, the silver-patterned phoenix depicted in Danqing on the scroll was the symbol of his royal family of Zhou Rao.

Ji lowered his eyebrows that implied murderous intent, remained silent, and did not utter a word as she expected for a long time.

The woman looked at Ji raised her eyebrows, and then turned to the silver-patterned phoenix on the rice paper, "Are you dumb?"

While the woman was speaking, she looked Ji up and down, and a strange light quickly flashed across her unbelievable eyes, as if she had discovered something interesting, and she couldn't help but feel joyful.

"Beauty, since you can't speak, you should stay in this palace."

As she said that, the woman suddenly took Danqing away, and wrapped her arms around Ji's waist, the cold fragrance blowing towards her face made Ji's body stiff.

Ji squinted his eyes, and hit her chest with a palm while she was unaware. The palm force was not very strong, but the palm was extremely precise.

The woman didn't expect that after the man took Hua Gong San, there was still some zhenqi in his body. At a glance, he knew that he was not a soft persimmon with no power to restrain the chicken.

The woman took a step back, feeling a slight pain in her chest.

However, her white fingertips gently wiped the corners of her lips, and her bright eyes were full of interest, "I have a temper, this king likes it very much."

After hearing this, Ji was stunned and felt a dull pain in his chest. It was actually a scholar who met a soldier and a "rogue".

Ji looked vigilant, frowning and staring at the woman in front of him, but the woman didn't move for a while, just stood there staring at him, and said to herself, "Don't worry, beauty, this king is an unenlightened four Empress Lou Tian, ​​in terms of power and wealth alone, this king is as rich as a country. With a beauty in my palace, this king can protect you from worrying about food and clothing, and enjoy all the glory."

She squinted her eyes as she spoke, looking extremely happy.

Ji turned his gaze to the back of the woman, and then lowered his eyes to think.

It is rumored that Wuqi Kingdom, as the more barbaric country among the six kingdoms, was formed by the merger of two small female kingdoms in the past, with women superior to men. After the implementation of Queen Qin's new national constitution, it became famous in just a few years.

He has always looked down on Wuqi, except for Wuqi, the queen of Qin, he probably doesn't know how many people are in Wuqi's royal family, and how many people are in power.

Ji Bie opened his eyes, and there was a cold sarcasm in his eyes.

"Beauty, don't be ignorant of flattery." Lou Tian's face was unhappy, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that she would never let the person in front of her go.

After all, Lou Tian made a gesture to lean over.

Ji's footsteps froze, and he bumped into the copper pillar behind him abruptly, and snorted: his true energy is under control, and he can't act rashly for the time being.

In a house in the West Street Lane, the weather is still chilly, the fine rain is wrapped in the chill and blows gently, and there are gusts of cool wind.

The male servant who was disturbed by the cold stretched out his hand to lower the window, and couldn't help sneezing.

At this moment, Feng Yanghou, whom Ji Yixin missed, was standing in the innermost part of the dream, concentrating. In the mist, there was a man with a Rakshasa ghost face, his face was covered with blood, and he was so shocked that he was sweating coldly, as if he had touched the forest. Lo hell.

He frowned and snorted.

At this time, the man who was guarding the bed and took care of him turned his face away when he heard the sound, and when he touched his hand, the forehead of the person on the bed was hot.

"Jin Shi, bring the decoction here."

Beside the table, the male servant had just closed the window, and when he turned around, he saw the sadness on his master's face, and could not help complaining in a low voice for the burden he accidentally picked up on the bed.

"My lord, this man has no relationship or reason with us. It's fine to fish it out of the river. Why did you bring it back to the mansion? If you let the adults know, you have to say that you are meddling in your own business."

Jin Shi complained all over his face, but he still handed over the soup.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, and didn't intend to refute after listening to it. He just twisted a towel in the tub and put it on Fu Liang's forehead. He raised his elbow and sighed, "How can there be such a good-looking person in this world?"

The more the man looked, the more he felt that the man in front of him should be the darling of heaven, and he took care of him more seriously, wanting to see what kind of scenery he would have when he opened his eyes.

It was drizzling outside the courtyard, and when the sky cleared, the person lying on the bed finally groaned and frowned.

The man subconsciously clenched the medicine bowl in his hand, "Master, are you awake?"

The person on the bed woke up.

He opened his eyes and turned his lacquered pupils. For a moment, there seemed to be endless sharpness in his eyes, tangling and tumbling to no avail.

Jin Shi opened his mouth when he heard the sound, and before he had time to catch his emotions, he was surprised by his indifferent face next.

"It was you who saved Ben...me?" He suppressed the "Honor Ben" who was about to blurt out, and slowly sat up, waking up from a dream, as if alive or dead.

He sat up straight in silence and looked around. In the bright and bright room, the light pink curtains were filled with a gentle fragrance.

This is the fragrance of boudoir.