The moonlight faded, the morning sun dewed, the candlelight gradually went out, and the early handymen of the War King's Mansion began their day's work.

Jian Ke opened her eyes in a daze, forced herself to get up from the warm quilt, stretched her body with a sore back, the man in the bed was not gentle last night, and she didn't give her a little foreplay without warning, attacking the city again and again, hateful man, when the joy of bed is the battlefield!

Under the gaze of a group of girls, she got up with difficulty and shyness, Danqing and Ling'er stepped forward to dress her lightly, and then she respectfully waited by the bedside with her subordinates to wait for her husband to get up.

In the evil feudal society, women must get up earlier than their husbands, sleep later than their husbands, must obey their husbands' words, and must strictly abide by the guidelines of taking the husband as the key.

Feng Lian got up, because of his actions, the people in the house began to get busy, Jian Ke calmly stepped forward to help her husband dress, and Feng Lian enjoyed the service as a matter of course.

After a while, as soon as the qiē was finished, Jian Ke ordered someone to fetch the bird's nest: "It's cold, let's go out again when it's finished!" ”

Feng Lian took it wordlessly, and killed the whole bowl in three or two bites, the cold beauty is beautiful when she eats, but such a big action is not rude.

handed the bowl to Jian Ke and moved forward.

Last night, when he saw the black jade on Jian Ke's neck, he was angry, feeling aggrieved and unhappy, so he didn't have a little pity for the jade and completely vented it on Jian Ke's body, got up and found the blood-stained bedding, and the anger was alleviated by the pity that rose in his heart.

That guy is getting more and more excessive!

If you don't show him some color, will he really let him do whatever he wants?

"Non-smoke!"

Feng Lian fiddled with the jade wrench, and stood arrogantly at the end of the corridor.

In an instant, an ink-colored figure knelt behind Feng Lian, and Feng Lian said indifferently: "Imprison him!" ”

…… White snowflakes gently fall from the sky, one after another, decorating the majestic and stiff outline of the palace to a little soft, a few rays of glow through the low-pressure clouds, making the fluttering snowflakes appear crystal clear, the world is like a white veil.

Dressed in a dark red court uniform, the war king in a black robe accompanied by the military attaché, slowly walked down the stairs, he has been fighting and fighting all the year round, his handsome face is full of haze at the moment, and the eye-catching narrow eyes are as deep as a thousand-year-old pool, but the eyes that remain indifferent at all times contain infinite killing intent at this moment, which makes people look really chilling.

I saw him walk down the steps with firm steps and paused, and then turned to look at the staircase with the dragon relief, and every time he looked at it, he always remembered the pride of his youth.

Feng Xiao, the king of Jin, was standing behind the imperial brother, and he couldn't help but look at the relief with Feng Lian's resolute gaze, there was a trace of depth missing in Feng Lian's eyes, and his fair-skinned handsome face showed indifference that was not suitable for this age.

The King of Jin and the King of War are the same mother, but they are not twins but because they have the same blood flowing in their bodies, he understands the pain of the imperial brother in his heart better than others.

He doesn't care about the suppression of the imperial brother by hundreds of officials in the court today, his imperial brother is like a god in his heart, and his imperial brother has been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years and has made great achievements, no one is allowed to blaspheme the king of war.

Those civil officials who have eaten all day and have nothing to do jointly impeached the royal brother for having a "rebellious heart"

If these charges are confirmed, I am afraid that he is really going to see his two concubines, and he doesn't know if the imperial brother is cold, anyway, he is disgusted with these wall grasses.

"A group of villains who tend to be inflammatory!"

Feng Xiao snorted.

stroked the snow on his robe, Feng Lian didn't pass through any strong wind and waves, could it be that these criticisms could still make him angry to death?

Collusion with foreigners and rebellion?

It's really nonsense!

Why does he have to unite with outsiders to seize what he wants, it just depends on whether he wants it or not!

Feng Lian left without turning around, and Feng Xiao followed closely behind, pretending to be old with his hands behind his back.