I traveled to the era of female supremacy and became a bad woman

Feng Zhaoyun was startled by his sudden action, but was held in his arms and unable to escape.

Feng Yunjin looked at her infatuatedly, his eyes full of lust. Looking at the person in front of him, Feng Zhaoyun's lips were like cherries, very tempting. Feng Yunjin leaned over and was about to kiss her.

Black Hawk pushed the door open again.

Jiuyi followed calmly behind.

Black Hawk rushed in. He heard the noise and thought that the Fifth Prince was doing harm to the master. But he did not expect to see such a sexy scene after entering. He felt bad. It's over...

Feng Yunjin turned to look at Black Hawk, "Get lost!"

Black Hawk rushed out quickly, not forgetting to close the door.

At this time, Black Hawk was standing at the door with sweat on his forehead. Jiuyi looked at him calmly with his arms folded, and said mockingly, "Silly Hawk."

Black Hawk raised his head suddenly, "Jiuyi! You! Why didn't you remind me!"

Jiuyi looked smug, "Why should I remind you? Silly Eagle!"

Black Hawk was extremely angry and unable to refute. He felt that he was not very smart.

Jiuyi laughed sarcastically, left the study door and walked towards the main courtyard entrance.

Black Hawk saw it and asked quickly, "Hey! Where are you going? Your master is still in there."

Jiuyi turned around calmly and said, "Follow me! Silly Eagle! This child is incorrigible!"

Black Hawk was confused, but after thinking for a moment, he decided to follow her. He couldn't afford to anger his master again.

At this moment, in the study, Feng Zhaoyun saw Black Hawk rush in, catch his master about to kiss him, and then flee in panic. Suddenly, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Feng Yunjin looked at her with a dark expression, then suddenly lost interest and retreated, leaning against the other side of the couch.

Feng Zhaoyun looked at the person opposite him. Feng Yunjin was leaning lazily on the couch, his moon-white robe loosely worn on his body, one hand resting on his raised knee.

Feng Zhaoyun exclaimed, "What a beautiful sight!" Then she slowly approached him. Feng Yunjin was slightly stunned by her actions.

Feng Zhaoyun moved over, spread her legs, sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and looked at him carefully, "Yun Jin, you just said you missed me... How much do you miss me?" After saying that, she moved closer to his thin lips, pecked him lightly, and quickly left his lips.

Feng Yunjin was stunned. Feng Zhaoyun smiled sweetly at his surprise. Feng Yunjin reached out and held her neck, pressing her towards him, and kissed her lips.

Lips and teeth rubbed against each other, he sucked her beauty gently, his movements were very gentle. Feng Yunjin slowly sat up, pinched her waist with both hands, and brought her closer to him, both of them breathing rapidly.

The feeling from his hand made Feng Yunjin frown slightly. Her waist seemed to have shrunk even more. He slowly left her lips and pinched her waist again. "Your Highness, why are you so thin?"

Feng Zhaoyun's lips were slightly swollen from his kiss, and she looked at him with watery eyes. Before she could say anything, Feng Yunjin came up to her again.

Feng Yunjin placed one hand on her back and the other on her waist. Feng Zhaoyun moved closer to him and responded to his kiss. Feng Yunjin's eyes darkened slightly as he took off her outer robe with one hand.

Feng Zhaoyun was wearing a thin white inner garment today, with her imperial concubine-colored bellyband visible. The fullness of her chest pressed against Feng Yunjin's chest. Feng Yunjin felt the softness of her chest, and suddenly his lower abdomen tightened.

The slender fingers found the belt of the inner garment, and with a gentle pull, it untied the inner garment. The inner garment was open, revealing the spring scenery.

Feng Yunjin couldn't help himself and turned over to press her down on the couch, looking at the person under him. Feng Zhaoyun's skin was white, her face was slightly red, and she looked at him with blurry eyes.

Feng Yunjin couldn't help himself when looking at the person under him, but when he saw her waist and shoulders, he still felt distressed. She was really too thin.

After an intense ideological struggle, Feng Yunjin took a deep breath and let her go.

He slowly backed away and leaned on the soft couch behind him, but his eyes were filled with unstoppable lust. He breathed softly, his peach blossom eyes staring at her.

Feng Zhaoyun stood up and looked at him doubtfully, "Yun Jin."

Feng Yunjin reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling it towards him. Feng Zhaoyun threw herself into his arms. Feng Yunjin looked at her, "Your Highness needs to recover quickly so that I can serve you properly. I really can't bear to see you like this... But Your Highness, can you help me?"

Feng Yunjin took her hand and placed it in one place. Feng Zhaoyun was stunned and instantly became shy, her face red as an apple. "Hmm..."

Afterwards, Feng Yunjin wiped her hands with a handkerchief, very carefully and gently. Feng Zhaoyun looked at him, "Yunjin, I'm going back home first."

Feng Yunjin took her hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, "Your Highness, will you miss me when you go back?"

Feng Zhaoyun thought about what had just happened, lowered her head shyly, and then nodded. "Yeah!" It's really hard to forget...

Then he walked out of the study, Jiuyi came to greet him, and followed his master out of the main courtyard.

Feng Yunjin was leaning against the study window, looking at her back with a gentle smile, "My Highness, you really haven't forgotten me..."

Feng Zhaoyun took Jiuyi out of the Duke's Mansion and got on a carriage. After a long time, they returned to Prince Zhan's Mansion.

Arriving at the gate of Prince Zhan's mansion, the butler was already waiting anxiously. Feng Zhaoyun got off the carriage and the butler came to greet him. Seeing the butler's anxiety, Feng Zhaoyun asked, "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper was in a panic, "Your Highness, His Majesty Nangong has been waiting for a long time and seems very unhappy. Please go and take a look."

Feng Zhaoyun nodded and entered the palace. How could she have forgotten Nangong Shang? She walked quickly towards the main courtyard. At this time, Nangong Shang was sitting in the garden. The maids in the palace had already served him fragrant tea and snacks.

Feng Zhaoyun walked into the main courtyard. Nangong Shang looked at her with a gloomy face. Feng Zhaoyun suddenly felt like she was caught and walked straight towards him.

Nangong Shang looked at her, "Where did your highness go?"

Feng Zhaoyun cleared her throat. "It's okay. I'm a princess!" "Your Highness, the War King of Shang, having a few more men is nothing!" "Yes, that's right."

"Zhaoyue, I'm going for a walk outside. You've been waiting for a long time." She walked over and took his hand.

Nangong Shang was slightly angry. This woman actually lied to him, so he pulled his hand back angrily, "Oh? Where did you go?"

Feng Zhaoyun didn't know how to lie for a moment, so she could only change the subject. "My Lord Nangong, why are you angry?" She walked up to him and held his face with both hands. When he saw her hands, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly withdrew them.

Nangong Shang looked at her actions, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "Yun'er, why should I be angry? How could you not know that you and I are not married yet, and you are wandering around everywhere, how can I not be angry?"

Feng Zhaoyun felt guilty and stepped forward to grab his sleeve. "Are you hungry?"

Seeing her trying to please him, Nangong Shang's brows softened a little, but he turned his face away and said nothing.

Seeing that he ignored her, Feng Zhaoyun pulled his hand again and half-knelt in front of him, "Your Highness, would you like me to serve you dinner?"

Nangong Shang was startled and pulled her up. He looked at the maids and servants beside him. Jiuyi and Yueming signaled everyone to leave, and they followed suit. At this time, they were the only two people in the yard.

Nangong Shang scolded him, "Your Highness, how can you say this in front of so many people?"

Feng Zhaoyun chuckled and sat next to him, looking flattering. "Your Highness, my Lady Nangong, please don't be angry. Can we have dinner together?"

Nangong Shang couldn't stand her coquettishness, so he finally let her go and nodded.