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

Feng Zhaoyun returned to the palace and learned that Xiao Qingyue was in the main hall, so he hurried over.

Feng Zhaoyun stood at the door of the main hall, looking at the people inside. At this time, Xiao Qingyue's eyes were empty, staring at one place, motionless and silent.

Feng Zhaoyun said softly, "Qingyue? Why are you here?"

When Xiao Qingyue heard this, her eyes lit up and she stood up, "Your Highness..."

He tried to calm down, and his face was gentle again, "Qingyue gives this to His Highness."

Zhuqing hurried forward with the food box and Jiuyi took it.

Feng Zhaoyun looked at the food box, "Qingyue, what is this?"

Xiao Qingyue's eyes were full of her, "Your Highness, these are some cakes I made for you personally."

Feng Zhaoyun felt warm inside and looked at Xiao Qingyue, "Qingyue, come with me in and have dinner together."

Xiao Qingyue smiled gently and nodded.

The two entered the main courtyard, went to the garden, and sat at the stone table. After a while, the maids served the food and stood aside.

Feng Zhaoyun picked up some food for Xiao Qingyue and said, "Qingyue, you're just getting better. Eat more."

Xiao Qingyue nodded. She was very fond of this moment. Perhaps this was the last time she would be so close to His Highness.

Xiao Qingyue looked at the bandage on Feng Zhaoyun's hand and asked, "Your Highness, is the wound on your hand...feeling better?"

Feng Zhaoyun looked at his arm and smiled back, "Yeah! It's better now!"

Xiao Qingyue lowered her eyebrows, "It's all for Qingyue, Your Highness... Thank you."

Feng Zhaoyun felt embarrassed by his words and shook his head, "Qingyue, I didn't do anything, and I didn't really help you. You don't have to be like this."

Xiao Qingyue was stunned after hearing this. Was she talking about the granted marriage? Thinking of the imperial decree this morning, Xiao Qingyue felt a chill in her heart. She lost her appetite, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and drank a sip of tea.

Seeing that he didn't want to eat anymore, Feng Zhaoyun waved his hand and said, "Remove it."

After the meal, the maids served tea and snacks, and Jiuyi put out the snacks made by Xiao Qingyue one by one.

Feng Zhaoyun looked at the exquisite snacks and smiled knowingly, "Qingyue is really clever and skillful. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to make these snacks."

Xiao Qingyue, holding a teacup, was stunned when she heard this, then smiled gently, "As long as Your Highness likes it."

Feng Zhaoyun picked up a piece of dessert and started eating it in small bites.

Xiao Qingyue took out a bowl of peach blossom glutinous rice dumpling soup and handed it to Feng Zhaoyun, "Your Highness, this is specially made for you, would you like to try it?"

Feng Zhaoyun took it and smelled the peach blossom fragrance at the tip of her nose. It was very pleasant. After taking a sip, Feng Zhaoyun's eyebrows curved sweetly, "It's delicious!"

After hearing this, Xiao Qingyue smiled gently and tucked the loose hair behind her ear, "Your Highness... As long as you like it..."

By this time, the sky was dark, the moon was high in the sky, and candles were flickering in the main courtyard garden.

Xiao Qingyue looked at her infatuatedly, his eyes never leaving her.

Feng Zhaoyun suddenly noticed his burning gaze and looked at him, "Qingyue...why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Qingyue smiled, stood up, walked over, and squatted in front of Feng Zhaoyun. She took her hand with her slender hand, placed it on her lips, and kissed it gently, "Your Highness... Because Qingyue likes you."

Jiuyi dismissed everyone, and everyone left. She and Zhuqing also walked out of the main courtyard garden.

Feng Zhaoyun saw Xiao Qingyue so bold for the first time and was stunned. "Qingyue...you..."

Xiao Qingyue placed Feng Zhaoyun's hand on her chest, "Your Highness...Qingyue wants to be with you tonight, is that okay?"

Feng Zhaoyun stood up and said, "Qingyue, but I'm leaving tomorrow..."

Xiao Qingyue stood up, took Feng Zhaoyun's hand, and slowly moved closer to her face.

Xiao Qingyue's breath was so close to him, and suddenly a pleasant fragrance came from her. Feng Zhaoyun was actually a little reluctant to leave this moment.

Xiao Qingyue kissed him, and the cold touch on his lips made her heart tremble.

Feng Zhaoyun felt his kiss, which was very light and careful. Her heart was in turmoil. She liked Xiao Qingyue, and he suddenly came so close to her that she could not resist the temptation.

Then she pushed Xiao Qingyue hard, pushing her to sit on the stone table, and the snacks on the table fell to the ground.

Xiao Qingyue placed his hands on the stone table, looking up at her with affectionate eyes. Feng Zhaoyun put one hand on his neck, moved over, and kissed him again.

Feng Zhaoyun's kiss was not as awkward as Xiao Qingyue's, and her movements were very skillful. Xiao Qingyue placed one hand on her waist, and the touch of her waist, even through the fabric, was very soft.

After a while, Xiao Qingyue's breathing began to quicken. Feng Zhaoyun straddled him, releasing his lips slightly. The two of them sat on the stone table, forehead to forehead. "Qingyue, will you... blame me..."

Xiao Qingyue looked at her with affection in her eyes and shook her head, "Qingyue just wants His Highness to remember me."

Feng Zhaoyun was stunned, and reached out to touch his handsome eyebrows and eyes, "I can't forget you..."

After saying that, he pulled him up and walked into the master bedroom.

The lights in the master bedroom flickered as Feng Zhaoyun pushed Xiao Qingyue onto the bed, and her clothes fell off one by one...

Feng Zhaoyun was wearing a pink bellyband and had her hands on either side of his ears, looking at Xiao Qingyue.

Xiao Qingyue blushed slightly, and placed her hands on her waist. "Your Highness..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zhaoyun kissed him.

The gauze curtain falls, and a night of lingering...

Xiao Qingyue was very gentle, afraid of hurting her. Deep in love, Xiao Qingyue gently touched her face, "Your Highness...you must remember me..."

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By midnight, Feng Zhaoyun was already exhausted and fell asleep on the couch. Xiao Qingyue put her arm around her waist and held her from behind. The fragrance of her hair filled her nose. Xiao Qingyue whispered, "Your Highness, I hope you will be safe on this journey. Qingyue bids farewell..."

The two of them slept in each other's arms until dawn. Feng Zhaoyun got up, looked at Xiao Qingyue beside him, leaned over and kissed his eyebrows, but Xiao Qingyue did not wake up.

Feng Zhaoyun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Qingyue, wait for me to come back, I will marry you..."

Xiao Qingyue's hands, hidden in the quilt, tightened slightly...

Feng Zhaoyun put on his tight clothes, looked back at Xiao Qingyue, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, the maid, housekeeper Jiuyi and others were all waiting at the door. Feng Zhaoyun walked over and instructed the housekeeper, "From now on, whenever Young Master Xiao comes to the mansion, any request must be met."

The butler bowed respectfully, "Yes! Your Highness."

Feng Zhaoyun led Jiuyi out of the palace. Bai Yun was already waiting at the door. Feng Zhaoyun mounted his horse and headed towards the military camp.

After a while, Feng Zhaoyun, riding a white horse, walked in front, followed by the personal guards of the War King, and walked out of the imperial city.

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