What should I do if my boyfriend acts like a spoiled brat online?

What else can I do! I'll just spoil him!

And it is impossible for her to alienate the people around her now.

So, she comforted him, "When getting along with others, if you just keep blaming others, even though there is a difference in status, this kind of relationship will not last long. So, I don't want to be angry with you. It was me who made you Phoenix Clan work like cows and horses for me first. I am not cold to you, but I am busy with many things and I can't take care of the love between men and women. Can you understand?"

She looked at him again, her eyes full of sincerity.

Feng Xiao's mind moved, and he quickly hugged her in his arms again, his voice low and gentle: "I know, I am narrow-minded... If you need anything, you can order me to do anything at any time. This time, I will never betray you again, believe me."

"Yeah." She felt a little tired, so she leaned on his shoulder and stared blankly.

Her boyfriend was angry and acted like a spoiled child, but he seemed easy to coax, so she smiled and said nothing.

"Right now, I really have something to ask you to do." Her eyes became serious again.

"You said."

"You sneak back to Fuyue City and meet with Yu Ziheng. Ask him what the situation is like and whether the people have been incited. What opinions do people have about Leng Feiren now? Come back and tell me."

Last time, she instructed Feng Xiao to ask him to give orders to Yu Ziheng to stir up the emotions of the people. If Leng Feiren and Yue Gong cooperated, it would hurt the hearts of the deceased and their families. It was crucial to disintegrate them from within.

Feng Xiao calmed down and let go of her: "I understand. I'll be back soon."

"it is good."

Just as Feng Xiao was about to fly away, he suddenly turned around and pecked her on the face quickly and swiftly: "Remember to think of me."

"……it is good."

Then the man turned into a phoenix and flew away.

This bird is pretty sweet.

……

As for Jingchen, they quickly arrived in Ningguo and headed straight for the palace.

On the way, he glanced sideways and saw a few children playing together in a corner of the street. He saw the children were performing shadow play with shadow puppets on the wall of the alley, dubbing and performing. He was slightly stunned. This was a very normal thing, but it still caught his attention.

So he stopped, stepped lightly on a few roofs in mid-air, and appeared behind the children in an instant.

"Kids, what is this? It looks interesting." He pretended to be a gentle and amiable older brother passing by and asked.

A few children seemed a little angry because their performance was interrupted, but they still turned around and patiently explained to this handsome and somewhat ignorant big brother.

A little girl with pigtails said, "Big brother, this is called shadow play, haven't you ever seen it?"

He smiled and continued to pretend to be ignorant, nodding his head: "I am from the outer city, and I have never seen such interesting things. Where did this come from?"

The little girl snorted and said proudly, "Since you are so good-looking, I can tell you that this was invented by us Ning people!"

Jingchen's expression changed instantly.

Another little boy continued, "Yes, I heard that a little prince in the palace cried non-stop. Later, a palace maid made a little rabbit with her hands and projected it on the wall. This coaxed the little prince to stop crying. Later, the emperor rewarded the palace maid and called a few talented adults to work together to develop this shadow play based on the little rabbit. It's so fun! Many people come to Huajing just to watch the shadow play!"

The little boy spread his hands and spoke excitedly, with pride in his hometown evident on his face.

"Big brother, since you are a foreigner, do you want to play with us? I can teach you!" The little girl enthusiastically invited him to play together.

Jingchen was in no mood to play, so Wen smiled and apologized: "Sorry, big brother has to hurry on his way, so I won't spoil your fun, you guys go ahead and play."

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

When he flew into the sky again, Jingchen already had a cold expression on his face.

He ran straight to the palace.

At this time, in the palace, Emperor Ning, who was already somewhat old, had a dazed and cloudy look in his eyes. He had just left the court with a heavy heart and had just returned to his bedroom, wanting to take a nap when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing outside. Being suspicious by nature, he quickly stood up and picked up the sword hanging on the wall, like a frightened bird.

He was about to call for protection when he suddenly felt something strange around him. He vaguely guessed something and hurried out of the front hall, only to find that the eunuchs and palace maids had all fainted on the ground without a sound.

He widened his eyes and was suddenly filled with fear. When he raised his eyes again, a figure flew in from outside and the door quickly slammed shut again.

Before he could react, Jing Chen had already grabbed his neck and flew up to the hanging beam with him, pinning him to the beam and greeting him with a cold look: "Long time no see, how are you? Are you all right?"

Jingchen never called him by his honorific title, and was only happy to call him by his pseudonym among the people.

The last time he went to Huajing, it was a coincidence that Emperor Ning was not in Huajing. That led to today, when he had to settle old and new accounts together.

Emperor Ning had a premonition that he was coming. His face turned pale from being pinched by him, and his forehead muscles bulged. He looked extremely painful. He tried his best to speak: "You... are a god, and killing the person in power without permission... is against the laws of heaven..."

Jing Chen certainly knew that he was not so angry that he lost his mind. Even gods have rules to abide by. Randomly slaughtering innocent mortals or those in power in the human world is considered breaking the commandments and may be punished by heaven.

Jingchen snorted coldly, grabbed him and fell from the sky, then landed on the ground and threw him away.

Emperor Ning was about to go to bed. At this moment, he was only wearing a white middle-length robe and his hair was a little messy. After being touched by Jing Chen, he staggered for a while, covered his neck and coughed violently a few times, looking particularly embarrassed and weak.

He couldn't help but sneered and said sarcastically: "You are old and aging. It looks like you will die soon."

How could Emperor Ning have a temper with a god? He was powerless and dejected. He could only fall on the chair and look at him with a pair of tired eyes: "I knew that sooner or later, you would come back to settle accounts with me... Haha, I didn't expect you to come out of Fuyue City? How did you get out?"

Jing Chen stood tall and slender at the door, with an imposing manner, and facing Emperor Ning, his attitude was as if he was a king ruling the world.

"It has nothing to do with you. Do you still remember the contract we made? You worshipped me in Huajing, and I protected your people from starvation. But in the end, you trusted me and chose to abandon me. You sent people to attack Fuyue City. Are you so sure that I won't come to take your life just because of a heavenly law that may not exist?"

Emperor Ning looked at his handsome face and upright figure and felt extremely envious. He didn't even feel that this man was out to kill him!

The lifespan of gods is truly enviable!

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