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The current situation...

call him lord...

In this simple sentence, Fu Zhenhong already had a rough guess in her heart.

Five days ago, Bigan suddenly begged to see Di Xin in the middle of the night. It was obviously Fu Zhenhong. Now the identity of the man with Daji's body may have been exposed, and the ministers in Chaoge Chaotang are very concerned about Su Daji's identity. There may be separate factions.

Fu Zhenhong didn't care about the views of those courtiers.

He paid more attention to Di Xin.

Originally, when Fu Zhenhong was in the dream, he could perceive all kinds of situations that happened within a radius of tens of miles with himself as the center, but because Hongjun was the last to enter his dream, various reasons made him He couldn't be distracted to pay attention to the outside world, so he left the task of sensing the outside world to the weak chicken system.

And the weak chicken system is worthy of being a weak chicken system.

This San'er system, which is full of yellow waste, can be said to be paddling all the way when performing the tasks assigned to him by Fu Zhenhong. He ordered to find out about the outside world, but left only a ray of consciousness attached to Fu Zhenhong's body to ensure his basic safety, and then he boldly watched the ten-day scene in the dream, and did not forget the essence He commented interestingly, ah, as expected of Hongjun.

It was precisely because of this that Fu Zhenhong was unable to learn more useful and accurate information from the weak chicken system. She only knew that Di Xin personally held his sleeping body that night and came all the way to where he is now. this palace.

From the perspective of the outside world, his sleep lasted for five days.

During these five days, many things happened.

Among these things, Fu Zhenhong was closely related to his current body revealing his true gender.

The ministers in the court had different opinions.

Among them, some bluntly and boldly advised Di Xin to behead him to prevent possible disasters, and some flattered and flattered Di Xin as the most honorable emperor in the human world, and should have the most beautiful pet in the world. Concubine, no matter if this favorite concubine is a man or a woman, it should belong to Di Xin. As for the so-called rumors, how could their king be afraid?

Of course, there are also some who remain neutral, observing Di Xin's face silently, and choose to occupy the seat with Di Xin's attitude.Because as far as it is concerned, they are not sure how long Di Xin can maintain his freshness towards Su Daji, a beauty.

Although he has not met Di Xin yet, Fu Zhenhong is not worried that Di Xin will behead him, no matter what the reason is, it is impossible for Di Xin to touch him.

Di Xin is an excellent king, seemingly violent and cruel, self-willed, but actually thoughtful. Fu Zhenhong can feel Di Xin's preference for him, but he can also feel Di Xin's unconditional connivance towards some behaviors. Next, that kind of calculation hidden under the eyes.

Maybe it can't be called a calculation, it should be said that Dixin habitually designs a plan that least deviates from the plan through various random occurrences.

"Where is this place?" Fu Zhenhong looked at Cui Yuan who buried her head low after answering his question.

"Back to Master, this is Chen Yuan." Cui Yuan replied immediately, with her head down, not daring to look at Fu Zhenhong.But this is not respectful out of fear, but a kind of subtle shyness that only belongs to young girls.

At this moment, although Cui Yuan's eyes were lowered, she could feel the gaze on her body, and when she thought of the owner of this gaze, Cui Yuan's cheeks began to get hot again uncontrollably.

I don't know when the master is actually a man. Although she is sometimes attracted by the master's appearance and temperament, she will definitely not be so palpitating as she is now that she can't control herself. As long as she thinks of the master's eyes Putting it on her body, she felt a fever in her chest, as if her heart had been taken away, and she felt fascinated by it.

Cui Yuan thought, if it wasn't for her being useful and someone who has been taking care of her master, the king would not tolerate her continuing to be with her master, but the next morning when her master's identity was exposed, she would have Send her elsewhere.

No one is more aware of the king's possessive desire for his master than her.

She could also feel that the king's liking for his master has not slowed down in any way because of his master's manhood, but has become stronger with each passing day. Those ministers in the court who are waiting for the king to lose interest in the master are probably doomed. I'm going to be disappointed.

For the past five days, the king has come to see his master every day. Their most honorable king is sitting by the bed, staring at the master quietly. Every time at that time, all the violence in the king's body dissipates, just like an ordinary man , so peaceful that there is even a faint gentleness pervading.

Cuiyuan is a smart person, she knows what to ask and what to play dumb.

How can normal human beings fall asleep for five days for no reason.

The king announced to the public that he had contracted a cold, so he needed to recuperate in a quiet palace, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

But whether the master really fell into a deep sleep because of the wind and cold, she, who has been in charge of the master's daily life, naturally knows best.

But since the king said so, then she thinks so, she was raised as a hidden guard since she was a child, she judges the situation, understands the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and understands too much better than her peers.

"Master just woke up, did you feel any discomfort?" Cui Yuan did not forget to ask what Di Xin had told her.

Fu Zhenhong withdrew her gaze, and replied lightly: "No problem." After he finished speaking, he paused, and then continued to ask: "Did anything happen during the past few days when I was in a coma? Tell me in detail." .”

"Yes, master." Cui Yuan nodded and told all the situation she had learned.

After listening to Cui Yuan's report, Fu Zhenhong was thoughtful.

The development of things is basically the same as he guessed.

"Master, I asked the dining room to prepare a small porridge for you, can I go and present it to the master now?"

When Fu Zhenhong heard the words, she wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she dismissed the idea: "Go."

"Okay." Cui Yuan quickly walked out of the room after getting her consent.

It wasn't her illusion, although she didn't look at the master for a few moments, Cui Yuan could feel that the master was more attractive than before after waking up, the kind of attraction that seemed to emanate from the bone marrow made people unable to help themselves. want to be close.

Cui Yuan's knowledge is average. If I insist on making a metaphor, it is probably that the master used to be like a flower blooming on the edge of a cliff. Although it is dangerous and mysterious, it is bright and enchanting, tempting others to scramble to collect it crazily. Now, It seems that this flower has absorbed enough nutrients and is irrigated by the rich essence, becoming mature and scorching, deadly.

Just looking at it one more time made her feel her heart tremble.

Don't think about it anymore, Cui Yuan patted her cheek, took a deep breath, and ran to the dining room in Chen Yuan.

And here.

After Cui Yuan left, Fu Zhenhong got out of bed and put on a neutral red shirt.He looked around the room again, and finally came to a hanging picture.

The man on the picture scroll is himself, to be precise, his current body and Di Xin, one sitting under a tree and the other riding on horseback, this was exactly when he went to Di Xin’s bedroom that night, unfinished painting.

At that time, he was the only one in the painting, but now Di Xin has completed the complete painting in the scroll, including a poem.

When I first saw Hongxia clothes in the bamboo forest, I was far away from the green mountains and beautiful faces.

Dai's eyebrows burn like bones and jade muscles, and she is willing to hold the soft catkins in her arms.

After Fu Zhenhong finished reading this poem, she couldn't help laughing. This straightforward description was like Di Xin's style.

【Xiaohong, Xiaohong, someone is spying on you. 】

The voice of the weak chicken system suddenly sounded in Fu Zhenhong's mind.

[Hongjun? 】

[No, no, no, it's Yuqing. 】

Yuqing?

Fu Zhenhong was a little surprised.

It seems that this is the second time for this unsullied noble immortal to do such a disgraceful thing as voyeurism.

The first time was because he happened to be by Di Xin's side, and the other party wanted Jiang Ziya to realize the task of going down the mountain.

So what about this time?

You must know that Di Xin is not by his side this time, Yuqing sees him in his current identity, only Su Daji.

For what reason?

Interesting, really interesting...

Could it be because of the dream of those ten days?

Thinking of this possibility, the corners of Fu Zhen's red lips curved up a bit.

In fact, it was indeed because of this dream.

Yuqing was at the inn that day, and originally wanted to take Jiang Ziya away from the fox demon, but he didn't expect to receive a call from the ancestor Hongjun suddenly.After the master retrieved the inner demon 7000 years ago, he seldom talked with him. Yuqing didn't know the reason, but soon came to the ancestor Hongjun.

He thought that Patriarch Hongjun had something important to tell him, but he didn't expect that Patriarch Hongjun was just sitting in the gazebo of Kunlun Shenshan painting.As for the content of the painting, it is no surprise that it is still the man in red.

"Yuqing, I once told you that in this mundane world, there is a karma of reincarnation. You are Yuanshi Tianzun, the head of the Sanqing, and you should not interfere with the trajectory of destiny."

"Student, keep in mind." Yuqing responded, and then his eyes fell on the eyes of the person in the painting. At the moment when the eyes of the person in the painting met the eyes of the fox demon in his memory, Yuqing asked subconsciously: "Master, has he ever been disturbed by the lust of the world?"

"Maybe there is."

This is the first time Patriarch Hongjun gave an ambiguous answer.After saying this, he waved Yuqing back.

It was also from this time that Yuqing once again had a subtle curiosity about the influence of the person in the painting on his master.It was precisely because of this curiosity that he discovered that the golden rope had been tampered with, adding double-headed snake pollen, and then accidentally saw something he shouldn't have seen when tracing the source by the other side of the river.

When seeing the pictures from the water, for a moment Yuqing even thought that everything was his own illusion, otherwise how could his master Hongjun ancestor be doing such intimate things with that fox demon.

But because the Chishui on the other side of the river is the root nutrient of the double-headed snake flower, it will reflect the surrounding environment when the snake poisonous flower blooms.

From the gap between the snake flowers, he saw the fox demon sitting naked on his master's body, with blushing cheeks, half-closed eyes, and a slender neck that rose slightly and burst into an arc, black hair. The silk hangs down on his body, faintly covering his snow-white skin.

As for his master, although his expression didn't change much, there was a golden color in his eyes. Yuqing knew that this was a signal of his master's emotional upsurge.

A thin layer of sweat oozes from his master's forehead, and these moist sweat droplets wet his temples, and then roll down along the angular arc all the way to his chin.Yuqing even saw an inconspicuous blush on this face.

It is not uncommon for Yuqing to have such emotional surges happen to anyone, but Hongjun alone shocked Yuqing.The black double snake demon flower was swaying gently, and Yuqing saw obvious floating in the demon flower.The nine-tailed fox demon was like a snake, clinging to Hongjun, its slender arms wrapped tightly around Hongjun's neck, and its red lips were half opened.

Obviously it was just a scene seen through the river, but at this moment, Yuqing seemed to hear a soft whining sound slowly coming out of the fox demon's mouth.