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Di Xin was much taller than Fu Zhenhong. When dressing Fu Zhenhong, he had to lower his eyes to clearly arrange the cumbersome neckline.

Fu Zhenhong doesn't like others looking down on her, but at this moment, Di Xin's gaze doesn't make him feel unhappy.He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at Di Xin's hands that had been holding weapons all year round. He tied a red ribbon for him jerky. There is a kind of iron man tenderness.

Maybe it's because of the love affair yesterday, Fu Zhenhong's whole body exudes a lazy style. He lazily waits for Di Xin to tidy up his clothes, tie the ribbon on Di Xin, and prepares to continue to dress for him. When he put on his belt, Fu Zhenhong raised his arms and wrapped them around Di Xin's neck.

"I don't want to move." Fu Zhenhong raised her head, her tone was lazy, her low and soft tone seemed to be coquettish.

Di Xin liked this very much, or as long as it was Fu Zhenhong, no matter what side he showed, it was extremely interesting to Di Xin.

"I didn't ask you to move." Di Xin pinched Fu Zhenhong's waist, and his tone revealed a sense of pampering: "Be good."

Fu Zhenhong snorted softly, and leaned into Di Xin's arms.

Di Xin smiled, and hugged Fu Zhenhong's body tightly so that he could lean on his chest more comfortably.

Above Fu Zhenhong's head was the sound of Di Xin's steady breathing, and next to his ears was the shallow sound of Di Xin's heart beating. These two sounds merged into Fu Zhenhong's eardrums, and it was a bit quiet. warmth.

Due to the angle, Di Xin couldn't see the appearance of the person in his arms at this time. He lowered his head and kissed Fu Zhenhong's hair lightly, then raised his other hand to run along the black hair Touch down.

Again and again, Di Xin's movements were very light, and there was soft affection in his eyes.

Such rare warmth is not common in emperors.

Not to mention the brutal and murderous Emperor Xin.

But Di Xin can be said to have given all his tenderness to Fu Zhenhong.

And in this era, the kings who try to overthrow theocracy are destined to be misunderstood.

Fu Zhenhong would not misunderstand Di Xin, and as for Di Xin, she accepted every aspect of Fu Zhenhong frankly.

They are like twin flowers accompanying each other, Fu Zhenhong needs Di Xin's love to complete the strategy of Tianxuan, and Di Xin wants to completely trap Fu Zhenhong by his side forever, so as to satisfy himself selfish desires, so the two of them nourish each other, and only each other can better absorb and blend.

Di Xin wore a men's red suit for Fu Zhenhong. The flowing gown was paired with a red and black belt, which perfectly complemented Di Xin's own clothes.

At this time, the dragon robe is not the bright yellow color it was later.

The Shang Dynasty paid attention to the mutual generation and mutual restraint of the five elements. The whole dynasty respected the black bird, which was the golden virtue among the five elements. Therefore, only the king's clothing had the symbol of the black bird. As for the color of the clothes, they did not pay so much attention.

And Di Xin likes black, so he usually wears black clothes.

But today, as if to match the clothes Fu Zhenhong was wearing, he specially put on a bright red belt.

After putting on his clothes, Di Xin called for his attendants.

While eating, Fu Zhenhong poured Di Xin a cup of clear tea to moisten his throat. Di Xin took the tea cup from Fu Zhenhong's hand, but did not drink the tea in the cup immediately, but stared at the water It took a few seconds to gulp it down.

Fu Zhenhong sat beside Di Xin, rested her chin in one hand and looked at him quietly for a while, then said calmly, "You have something on your mind."

Hearing this, Di Xin raised his eyelids, and said in a neutral tone, "Bo Yi, the son of Marquis Xibo, will enter the palace today."

While he was speaking, his eyes never moved away from Fu Zhenhong's face. After seeing that Fu Zhenhong's face did not change when he heard the name Bo Yikao, his mood obviously improved again.

"How are you going to arrange it?" Fu Zhenhong asked.

Di Xin put down his teacup, and asked Fu Zhenhong, "What do Daji think of the widow?"

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "Didn't Your Majesty already have the answer in his heart?"

Di Xin was noncommittal, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "Ji Chang and Bo Yikao must leave one person in Chaoge." Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then asked Fu Zhenhong: "Daji, what do you think?" , who should the widow keep?"

"This involves political affairs, and I should not be able to intervene."

"At this time, you are talking about proportion with me in a roundabout way."

Fu Zhenhong blinked: "It's rare for me to be good, as long as you pamper me more."

Di Xin chuckled, and raised Fu Zhenhong's chin: "Isn't the widow loving you enough now?"

"Not enough." Fu Zhenhong held Di Xin's wrist, "I want more."

"Oh?" Di Xin looked into Fu Zhenhong's smiling eyes, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "From now on, the widows will praise Daji for what he praises, and punish him for what Daji hates." , how are you?"

"Okay." Fu Zhenhong was full of smiles, and endless temptation and enchantment flowed from her beautiful phoenix eyes: "Can I understand that no matter what unreasonable requests I make, you will satisfy them, Your Majesty?"

"Yes," Di Xin leaned forward and kissed Fu Zhenhong's red lips, "as long as Daji doesn't touch my bottom line."

Fu Zhenhong stretched out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked the lips moistened by Di Xin's kiss, and asked casually, "How do I know where your bottom line is, my lord?"

"No, you know." The corners of Di Xin's lips curled slightly, staring at Fu Zhenhong's tender tongue, and pinched Fu Zhenhong's small earlobe with a smile: "My Daji, is it The smartest." After speaking, he stroked Fu Zhenhong's cheek again.

Fu Zhenhong tilted her face slightly, rubbed against Di Xin's warm palm, and said, "What if I want you to build the most unique and luxurious garden for me?"

"What is the most unique and luxurious?" Di Xin asked him.

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, he wanted to hear how Di Xin would answer.

When Di Xin saw this, he thought about it carefully, and then replied: "Everyone says that I, Yin Xin, am obscene and immoral, so that widow uses wine as a pool, and hangs meat as a forest, and drinks with you all night long under the joy of prostitution." ..." Di Xin said, gently stroking the end of Fu Zhenhong's eyes: "What do you think, Daji?"

"Impossible..." Fu Zhenhong had a sullen expression on her face: "If the king really has to do this, wouldn't he just confirm my reputation as a demon concubine? Let me think about it... What will those people say about me? Hmm...Bewitching people?"

Di Xin smiled, with a low and gentle tone: "Isn't it good to be a carefree demon concubine who only cares about me?"

Fu Zhenhong shook her head: "If you are really carefree, your life will be too boring."

What's more, Di Xin is not the only one chosen by God in this world, which means that Fu Zhenhong can't help but care about him alone.

After finishing the meal, Di Xin talked to Fu Zhenhong for a while before leaving the courtyard.

Before returning to the main hall to deal with government affairs, the first thing he did was to draw up the memorial for concubine concubine and affix a seal on it.

And Di Xin did not go to the early court today, which made the officials in the court quite critical. You must know that in the past, Di Xin could not show up at the court except when he was going to open up the territory. When he was in the palace, he would be there on time every day, but Now, because of Su Daji who was a man, he indulged in all kinds of sensuality, even ignored the prophecy of disaster, and insisted on making a man like Su Daji a concubine, which is really unworthy of a king.

However, although they were angry in their hearts, not everyone was the powerful Grand Master Wen or Uncle Wang Bigan who was respected by Emperor Xin, so even if they were angry, these courtiers did not dare to play.

It's just that the dissatisfaction with Di Xin in his heart has accumulated deeper and deeper.

Especially some courtiers who secretly collude with the local princes. They have believed in theocracy since their ancestors. Di Xin tried to depose the priests and appointed slaves. Already quietly embarking on rebellion.

In their view, according to Di Xin's wanton and immoral rule that did not obey the ruling methods left over from generation to generation, it would only be a matter of time before Chao Ge, who had long been troubled by internal and external troubles, would be replaced.

They are waiting, waiting for the most suitable time, waiting for the person who is most likely to overthrow Di Xin's rule under the leadership of Wen Taishi and Huang Feihu.

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Fu Zhenhong was bored after Di Xin left the courtyard, so she went to play music in the gazebo again, and the time passed before she knew it.

"Master, Your Majesty wants you to go to the main hall now." Cui Yuan walked behind Fu Zhenhong, and conveyed the attendant's words to Fu Zhenhong.

"Yes." Fu Zhenhong replied in a flat tone.

[Xiao Hong, why did Di Xin suddenly let you go to the main hall? 】

[Probably because of Boyi Kao. ] Counting the days, he and Su Daji's former "childhood sweetheart" have not seen each other for more than a month.

The main hall was not far from the courtyard where Fu Zhenhong lived. Fu Zhenhong sat on the sedan chair arranged by God Xin, and soon came to the steps of the main hall.

When Fu Zhenhong walked up the steps and entered the hall, besides Di Xin and several high-ranking courtiers, Queen Jiang and Yin Jiao Yin Hong were also in the hall.

Di Xin sat on the main seat directly above, and on his lower left sat Queen Jiang, and beside Queen Jiang was Yin Jiao, and then Yin Hong.And the first person on the lower right of Di Xin was an old man with gray hair but full of vigor and vitality.

Grand Master Wen Zhong.Fu Zhenhong learned the identity of the old man from the weak chicken system.And a little below Wen Taishi is Shang Rong, the veteran of the three dynasties, followed by Ya Bigan and Huang Feihu, King Wucheng of Zhenguo.

This was the first time Fu Zhenhong appeared in front of these courtiers. After he walked in, his eyes casually swept over the faces of these courtiers, and finally his eyes stayed on a simple-dressed official obliquely in front of him.

Xibo Hou Jichang...

Xibohou is a great saint praised by everyone, who knows the techniques of divination and divination. Su Daji, who has Fu Zhenhong's body, has met Xibohou several times, but he has never spoken to him.

Fu Zhenhong only looked at it for a few seconds before turning her gaze away.

It's just that although Fu Zhenhong looked away, the eyes of the others did not move from looking at Fu Zhenhong.

Regardless of other things for the time being, from the appearance alone, Su Daji is indeed beautiful, as gorgeous as a peony.Such a face can attract everyone's attention at a glance, and if you stare at it for a long time, it will be easier to be fooled.

At this moment, an attendant came to report from outside the hall——

"Report to Your Majesty, Bo Yi has arrived for the examination, and is waiting for your meeting below."