Chapter 693: Nine Thousand Years Old (41)

Long Jue immediately spoke, in a vain attempt to pull back the emperor's interested and vaguely dangerous gaze on Feng Jin: "Father, the son knows his mistake. ”

"Oh." The Emperor withdrew his gaze and returned to an unfathomable appearance, "Tell me what you did wrong." ”

Long Jue's voice was calm, and he took all the blame for it, and said with his fists clenched: "Your Majesty is not strict, let Feng Jin, the strategist of King Yong's Mansion, accidentally make such a thing happen today, and your son is guilty, please punish your father." ”

Counselors?

The Emperor smiled playfully.

But the smile was only fleeting.

The emperor said majestically: "King Yong, your majesty is not strict, and you will be fined for half a year." ”

"Yes, thank you to your father, Emperor Longen." Long Jue bowed his head and thanked him.

It's just a fine for half a year, this fine is really not heavy, Yongwangfu has its own private property shop and manor, and it is really not bad for the money.

"As for the 'culprit' Feng Jin...... the emperor changed his words and said, "temporarily take the palace into custody and wait for my fate." ”

Long Jue raised his head suddenly, and his cold and dark eyes cracked with a trace of shock: "Fatherβ€”β€”! ”

"Huh?"

In one word, the emperor's tone concealed an endless threat.

The emperor asked rhetorically: "Fourth, don't you want to resist the decree?" ”

That look!

The eyes of the father and the emperor looked at Feng Jin!

Anger, shock, struggle, hesitation, hesitation, and pain flashed in Long Jue's eyes......

Eventually, some light completely fell in the eyes and disappeared.

The hand under the ink sleeve of Long Jue Xuanshang slowly raised and hugged into a fist, and the bone joints revealed a forbearant blue and white color, and said word by word as if crying blood: "The son respectfully obeys the will of his father." ”

A satisfied smile faintly appeared on the corner of the emperor's lips, and his slightly old and cloudy eyes flashed a strange scorching brilliance when he looked at Feng Jin......

Feng Jin looked at Long Jue beside him, and his face was a little uncertain.

Why did the prince show such anger and pain? He was only temporarily imprisoned in the palace, and it is believed that he will be able to get out.

Suddenly, Feng Jin's back was cold.

There is a feeling of being stared at, like a man's back, and this feeling is very unsettling......

On the side, Ning Jiuque took the expressions of the emperor, Long Jue, and Feng Jin into his eyes.

There was a faint sneer.

I thought that His Royal Highness King Yong had a deep affection for his male favorite Feng Jin Gongzi, it turned out to be ......

But Erl.

At least, it is far less than the imperial hegemony in Long Jue's heart.

Therefore, he was willing to sacrifice Fengjin for the sake of the emperor's hegemony......

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The Palace of Nourishing Heart was the emperor's dormitory.

If you are not interested in pampering the harem concubines, the emperor will stay alone in the Heart Cultivation Palace.

However, when that happens, very little.

The emperor likes beauties, and it is not enough for the queen with the beauty of the country and the stunning Yan Guifei, and the concubine will be selected every three years.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the warm fragrant nephrite is not much better than staying alone in an empty room?

Today, a son was sent to the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The palace people were surprised, but they waited carefully and thoughtfully.

Feng Jin didn't know that this was the emperor's bedroom, and for a while, he saw that he was not sent to the dark and dirty prison as he imagined, but in this magnificent and gorgeous palace room, and the palace people served, a nervous heart suddenly settled down a lot.

The palace man brought a cup of hot tea: "Prince Fengjin, please use it." ”

Feng Jin took it, took a sip under the gaze of the palace people, pursed his lips and asked, "Can I take a shower and change my clothes?" ”