Wen Feng's proposal caused an embarrassing trio in his palace, the empress, the male pet and the empress's heartfelt favorite.

As one of the empress's male favorites, Wen Feng hooked up with Fu Xin openly, and he didn't need to worry about Duan Jinming at all.

As a result, this style of painting is even more embarrassing.

Wen Feng gently picked up the osmanthus cake and sent it to Fu Xin's mouth: "Your Majesty, this is the osmanthus cake sent by the minister just now, it is said that it is carefully made by the folk pastry master, such a delicacy, naturally it should be tasted for Your Majesty first."

When the words fell, Fu Xin saw that his hand was about to pinch the pastry and send it to her lips, which frightened her heart.

At the last critical moment, she turned her face away, coughed lightly twice, and the hand that smelled the wind did not move forward, nor did she take it back.

Fu Xin put on a serious face, glanced at Duan Jinming, who was hanging high next to him, and didn't really want him to watch the excitement, so she suddenly had the idea of teasing him, and a smile rose on her lips.

"I feel that if this pastry is sent by General Duan's hand, it must also be contaminated with the general's battle-hardened ... Morale, maybe a little tastier? ”

When the words fell, Wen Feng and Duan Jinming couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

Except for Her Majesty the Empress, who else can expand the words "the general feeds me" into such nonsense.

Speculating so silently in his heart, Wen Feng still put his eyes for help on Duan Jinming, his fingers moved slightly, and he gestured to the pastry in his hand.

He can't be cheeky, knowing that His Majesty doesn't want him to feed, so he has to come up, it's better to follow His Majesty's wishes and let Duan Jinming go.

Anyway, there are many male pets in the palace who can't even see His Majesty's face, and if he knows each other, maybe he can win His Majesty's favor.

Duan Jinming frowned slightly, but his face was silent, he reached out and took the osmanthus cake, and carefully handed it to Fu Xin's lips.

Fu Xin looked at his reluctance to endure and felt funny, so he opened his mouth and took a bite of the osmanthus cake, obviously not having the idea of eating it once.

A small mouthful of osmanthus cake, she chewed it slowly for more than ten seconds, and just watched Duan Jinming lift the osmanthus cake for more than ten seconds, she couldn't help but "explain": "I'm sorry, I can't eat this cherry mouth so fast, General Duan bothered."

After speaking, she put on a face that seemed to be smiling, and her peach blossom eyes looked at Duan Jinming, and her eyes made it clear what she meant-I did it on purpose, deliberately provoking you.

Hearing the wind, he couldn't help but raise his head, staring at Fu Xin's grinning "cherry mouth", and couldn't help laughing.

The corners of Duan Jinming's mouth twitched.

Why is Your Majesty quite underwhelmed today!

It's just that he is just a courtier, or a courtier with evil intentions, and there is no other way but forbearance.

"It's ...... The duty of the last general. ”

Fu Xin nodded.

It's hard for him, as a general of Zhenguo, to feed the empress to eat osmanthus cake into his duty.

However, even if Duan Jinming was already so loyal, Fu Xin didn't plan to let him go so easily.

Thinking that he wanted to personally push himself to Wenfeng just now, Fu Xin became angry.

Jing Che, how can you be like this, you actually pushed all your kissing wives in three planes to male pets!

"Duty?" She opened her lips slightly, smiled delicately and movingly, and opened her mouth to fight back, "This is all my duty as male favorites, why don't I know that General Duan still has this mind?" ”

Inexplicably, Duan Jinming, who was good at observing words and feelings, suddenly caught an expression called resentment from Fu Xin's face.

How did this look make him feel as if he had committed the great sin of abandoning his wife and children......