I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Wen Qingzhi understood these words as Feng Junsu thinking that she would be servile and flattering in front of Feng Junxiao.

She said, "I have always behaved like this. The Regent is a kind man and will not make things difficult for me."

"Hahaha--"

Feng Yunsu laughed out loud. "Who in Beiming doesn't know that the Regent King is cruel and murderous? You're the first one to say that he's kind."

The moment the smile disappeared, Feng Junsu's expression changed instantly. He leaned forward and grabbed Wen Qingzhi's slender white neck, tightening it hard.

His eyes were like blades, full of murderous intent.

Feng Yunsu stared at Wen Qingzhi, seeing her slightly frowning face, gritted her teeth, and squeezed out words from between her teeth, with a half-smile on her face.

He asked, "Wen Qingzhi, what is the relationship between you two?"

"I heard that the Regent often spends time alone with you, huh?"

"I also heard that you gave him those weapons, right?"

Feng Yunsu's strength was just right, making her feel uncomfortable but still able to speak.

She coughed dryly twice, and as Feng Junsu increased the strength in his hands, her breathing became increasingly difficult.

The originally pale cheeks now turned red due to difficulty breathing, and the rosy cheeks looked quite charming.

She frowned, her pink lips slightly opening and closing. Anyone who saw her weak appearance would feel pity, and Feng Yunsu was no exception.

He had met Wen Qingzhi when he was a child, and she was also silly at that time.

She looked particularly quiet, sitting by the small pond, holding a big, plump, white steamed bun in her arms, which she crushed into pieces and threw in to feed the fish.

At that time, his father said it was a pity.

It’s a pity that Wen Qingzhi is a fool, otherwise, she would definitely appoint him as the Crown Princess.

Feng Yunsu was already sensible at that time. He understood the relationships, pros and cons of the court. If he could marry the daughter of the Wen family, his position would surely be further consolidated.

Even if she was a fool, Feng Yunsu would not be against her.

After all, she is the daughter of the Wen family.

As a teenager, Feng Yunsu remembers walking up to the little girl and asking her softly, "You threw so many buns in there, can they finish them?"

The little girl raised her head, fear flashing in her eyes.

Her pair of fair little hands tightly protected the steamed bun in her arms and she looked at him vigilantly.

She looked at him for a long time before lowering her head. After thinking for a while, she broke off a piece of steamed bun and handed it to him.

"Brother, do you want to eat?"

"..."

Feng Yunsu has eaten all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, but he almost never touches bland white steamed buns like this.

But for some reason, he looked at the steamed bun in his hand, took it after a moment of distraction, put it in his mouth and refused to eat it.

The steamed bun was just as soft as the cakes in the palace. After he refused it, he found that his mouth tasted sweet.

Before he knew it, he had finished a small piece.

When the little girl saw that he had finished eating, she thought he was hungry, so she simply stuffed all the buns in her arms into his arms and said, "Brother, you eat!"

The little girl smiled and looked a little silly.

But that was the cleanest face Feng Yunsu had ever seen.

……

After recalling the past, Feng Yunsu let go of Wen Qingzhi's neck in disgust and threw her aside.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. "If the Marquis were still alive, I wonder what he would think if he saw you being so close to a man."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wen Qingzhi collapsed on the ground and started coughing violently.

She raised her hand to protect her neck, rubbing it secretly to relieve the pain.

"There is no personal relationship between this subject and the Regent."

"There is no personal connection. Why are you giving those weapons to him instead of me?"

Feng Yunsu turned around and looked down at her, scrutinizing her.

"Those weapons were not given by me, but by—"

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? If there really were gods in heaven, how could the North Sea be in its current state? Why did the gods ignore us in previous years and only intervene when you were here?"

"I am the Son of Heaven. If the gods don't help me, why do they help the Regent?"

Wen Qingzhi had long known that the explanation of divine help would not deceive for long.

She did not hesitate, but instead looked weak and tears fell naturally.

She said: "I don't know why the gods would do this, but it also helps Bei Ming..."

"Your servant, your servant also survived a great disaster and was saved by the immortals. Only then did I understand their meaning and feel their grace..."

This was the first time Feng Junsu saw her crying.

You know what, it’s quite pretty.

Feng Junsu felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart when he saw Wen Qingzhi showing weakness to him.

"is it?"

"Every word I say is true! How dare I lie to Your Majesty?"

She got up from the ground, hugged her knees, curled up into a ball, and said aggrievedly, "Why would I lie to the emperor..."

"Woooo..."

She sobbed softly at first, and finally burst into tears, causing the entire Yangxin Palace, inside and outside, to be filled with her crying.

Feng Junsu was finally enlightened by Wen Qingzhi.

Hearing her sobbing loudly, he came back to his senses after a while, frowning in disgust, "Shut up!"

When she heard the words "shut up", Wen Qingzhi obeyed and stopped crying immediately, holding back her tears.

She bit her lower lip, and her eyes trembled like a frightened deer.

Seeing Wen Qingzhi trying hard to hold back her tears, Feng Junsu felt a little pity for her.

"stand up!"

He shouted, "Where have you learned the rules?"

Wen Qingzhi got up from the ground very reluctantly, dusted herself off, and stood in front of him properly.

She said aggrievedly: "No one taught me the rules, I just learned them blindly..."

The pretentious look of the little girl made Feng Yunsu feel uncomfortable.

I originally thought that the cold Wen Qingzhi was annoying, but now seeing her like this, I feel even more disgusted.

"You can change your face."

Feng Yunsu scolded coldly.

Wen Qingzhi remained silent, standing there sobbing softly and sniffling from time to time.

"Where's that arrogant look you usually have?"

"Hmm? Where's that arrogant look of someone who would rather die than surrender?"

Feng Yunsu was so angry that he almost laughed.

He asked, "So, you were pretending before?"