The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

Chapter 125: Traveling Through Another World: Feng Zhe 9 Xiao ()

"Li'er..." Feng Yeli half leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and closed her eyes to rest, even if it was just a random movement that was almost exhausting, it was like a still ink painting, so beautiful that it was unreal.

Hearing someone's voice, she slowly opened her eyes, the moment of vigilance dissipated in an instant, revealing a girlish charm, she leaned into his arms with a sweet smile, wrapped her thin waist with extreme attachment, and used her own The side of his face rubbed slightly, as if he was extremely happy.

It's just that the indifference and disdain in those eyes was not noticed by anyone.

"Why is A Jue here?" Feng Yeli looked up at him, full of coquettishness, and even took the initiative to kiss him with her delicate red lips. Not only did her anxious appearance not feel frivolous, but she was very cute and cute, straight to the point It made the visitor's eyes soften a little again.

Fu Qingjue lowered her head slightly, and sucked her lips very cooperatively. After a long time, she let go. Seeing the lips that had already been kissed by Yun, her dark eyes dimmed a bit, and her breathing became weaker. It was quite rough, and it seemed that she wanted to punish her immediately on the spot, but she still barely remembered the purpose of coming here.

"Li'er, why do you insist on attacking the Dongyang Kingdom? Xichu has also been incorporated into the Danan Kingdom, isn't that enough?" Fu Qingjue stared at her disapprovingly, but carefully hugged her tightly. That gentle body forced himself to settle down.

"There's no reason why, isn't it fun to unify the world? Besides, I think A Jue should enjoy the best of everything in this world. I hope to see the day when you rule the world." Feng Yeli didn't seem to feel his affection Worried, he gently twisted his body in his arms, and stretched out a finger to smack his muscular chest, which made people breathe heavily.

She is always very good at dealing with such innocent men.

Fu Qingjue tightly squeezed the mischievous hand, and asked softly, "It's really for me, not for that Bai Yuezheng?" There was a hint of caution in her tone, like a child, holding her hands nervously. Holding on to the treasures that belonged to him, he was afraid that if they were accidentally knocked or shattered, everything would be shattered and his dreams would come to naught.

"Of course it's true," Feng Yeli laughed and kissed his neck one after another, skillfully licking. Fu Qingjue's Adam's apple rolled up and down impatiently, and deep desire was revealed in his eyes.

"How can he compare to my favorite A Jue? You are me, the most precious treasure. It is really my luck to have you in this life..."

The sweet words of love finally dissipated between the lips of the two, and then the garden was full of spring scenery.

The tent was warmed by red candles, and the swaying bed curtain swayed all night, whispering the love and admiration of the couple inside.

When he woke up the next day, the sky was dimly lit, but the familiar temperature around him had long since disappeared. Fu Qingjue lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his face was indifferent, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions.

In fact, he looks very good, with bright eyebrows and bright eyes. He is definitely an idol star now. Unfortunately, against the background of Bai Yuezheng, Xie Jingchen and Feng Yeli's harem with different looks, he looks a little dull up.

Maybe his only advantage is his identity...

Fu Qingjue hugged the already cold pillow into her arms, lowered her head and sniffed the fragrance of hair left on it, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, he is really a useless man.

He can't monopolize the woman he likes, even if he is the king of a country.

He couldn't express his jealousy bluntly because his status didn't allow it.

He couldn't tie this person directly to his side, because he couldn't.

Ah……

At the very beginning, he was attracted by Feng Yeli's wisdom and means that far surpassed that of ordinary women, but now he hates her intelligence and charm. It will only increase his competitors infinitely, but he feels powerless even to be jealous.

She is like a poppy, knowing that it is highly poisonous, but she is still uncontrollably attracted, unable to stop, and the closer she is, the deeper the poison will be, until she loses all control and consciousness.

When he gets angry, this person will coax him in a low voice, letting him indulge in it instantly, and even his anger looks so ridiculous; he solves a few obtrusive existences, but soon more people will be filled into that so-called The harem made him grit his teeth with hatred; he tried to use means to imprison this person, only belonged to himself, but his means, in front of her, had no chance of winning, like a child facing an adult, so childish it was ridiculous.

so sad...

But from the beginning to the end, Feng Yeli indulged his "nonsense" like watching a spoiled child, which made him feel very frustrated.

Hate and love, but that's all.

Fu Qingjue stood up, put on a coat casually, and walked out. The majestic emperor of a country didn't even have an attendant, because he was afraid that she would get angry and jealous.

Unfortunately, she never reciprocated the same affection herself.

Before he reached the door, he vaguely heard an obscene voice coming from outside. It was a coquettish voice that he was all too familiar with, sobbing and begging for mercy. Like that sharp sarcasm, it was harsh and tight, and even the breath was choked, and the heart hurt so badly that I couldn't breathe.

"Ah, take it easy, A Jue is still sleeping... ah!" He groaned high and low, followed by a scream.

"Heh, can His Majesty the Emperor satisfy you? En? Your body is really lewd... It's quite capable to fascinate everyone!" A low-pitched male voice, mixed with panting, listened It looks extremely magnetic.

"Ah, what are you talking about... My love for... well, for you... is... the same... um..." Feng Yeli said cruel words intermittently, her voice was slightly hoarse, and she was extremely seductive.

But Fu Qingjue only felt chills all over her body. Her fingers were deeply clamped into the wooden door frame, her nails were cracked, and the fragile tender flesh was broken and separated from the nails, bringing out sticky blood streaks and piercing pain.

His eyes were heavy, his jaw was clenched tightly, but he didn't say a word, he forced himself to suppress his suddenly heavy breathing, turned around and left.

A trace of clarity flashed across Feng Yeli's face tainted by passion and desire, and she soon returned to desire.

After more than two hours, she came in slowly, with an ambiguous atmosphere on her body that had not dissipated, and a strong sense of spring in her beautiful eyes. If she hadn't witnessed that intense love affair with her own eyes, he would have I thought it was my masterpiece.

"Are you awake?" Feng Yeli sat sideways beside his bed, stretched out her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and smiled extremely tenderly and affectionately.

Fu Qingjue pretended to just wake up, sat up halfway, pulled him into her arms, lowered her head and sniffed the fragrance, her eyes were dark, "Well, I didn't see you when I woke up, where did you go?"

"Heh," Feng Yeli laughed tenderly, and habitually twisted her body in his arms, "Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I went to the kitchen to make some meals for you, try it and see if you like it?"

She clapped her hands lightly, and filed in with several beautiful servant girls, but they all lowered their heads, arranged the dishes on the table, and then retreated, without the slightest deviation of sight, without any thought of climbing into bed. Dare to have.

Feng Yeli seemed to be very satisfied with the understanding of these maidservants, took Fu Qingjue's hand and brought him to the table, facing the table full of delicacies and tempting aromas, his expression became more gentle, "Look, this is It took me two hours to make it, but because I still can't master the quantity, it may not be so delicious, A Jue can't dislike my craftsmanship, I have to eat all of it..."

Acting coquettishly, she half-wrapped his arm and fed him mouth-to-mouth, gently arousing his desire again.

It has to be said that she is really experienced in controlling men.

The love of the kings of the two countries is definitely not a good thing for Dongyang Kingdom, especially after Mu Xichen rejected Feng Yeli's request for friendship, she directly issued a war letter. The two countries have a total of 40 soldiers and horses. Soon the soldiers will come to the city.

The courtiers who were still sticking to the majesty of the great country suddenly panicked. They cede land for compensation, move the capital to avoid disaster, and jumped out like cannonballs, as if they were scared out of their wits.

In fact, they can’t be blamed for it. When Xie Ke was still in Dongyang Kingdom’s heyday, 35 soldiers and horses were enough to frighten any country. With the gimmick of his military god, no one would dare to commit it.

But Xie Ke died, and his soldiers and horses were divided into countless strands, and that aura has long since dissipated.

And these years have been immersed in the dream of a strong country. Many soldiers have never seen blood at all, and they are usually too lazy to train, not to mention that the total number of troops is less than 20. Against the 40 cavalry, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

It is human nature to be greedy for life and fear death, but it is too sad for these courtiers who are usually supported by high-ranking officials of the court to seek peace, admit defeat, and run for their lives without any struggle or resistance.

Mu Xichen stared down at the chaotic court below, his piercing gaze swept over inch by inch, like an extremely cold blade of ice, causing the backs of the ministers' necks to shudder unconsciously, and slowly lowered their voices, left and right Looking around, seeing the cold gaze of the King of God, he finally became completely quiet, as obedient as a flock of quails.

"The quarrel is over?" The clear and cold voice sounded in the hall, obviously without any blame, but they just heard the killing intent from it, and immediately buried their heads even lower, for fear of being caught by the obviously abnormal emperor at the moment. Catch them and kill them as an example to others.

"Fleeing without fighting, this is the national prestige of Dongyang? Dear friends, what a good suggestion..." The red lips were slightly lifted, and every word of sarcasm spit out from those beautiful lips, which made Xie Jingchen's heart skip a beat It's hot.

He finally stood in this hall as a courtier, seeing the majesty of his Majesty, but found that whether it was angry, smiling, uneasy or mocking, it was so pleasing to the eye, which always made him unable to control himself. The sacred hall violating his desires.

But in the same way, since he has brought this person into his protection range, it is impossible for him to allow him to be bullied by anyone. The revenge of killing the family is his business. How to punish this person can only be said by him Calculate!

Looking at Mu Xichen's angry eyebrows, Xie Jingchen knew that he was already in a hurry, so he took the initiative to take a step forward, "I would like to ask for a fight!"

He raised his head to meet the gaze of that person, his gaze was burning and full of aggression, all domineering and longing were no longer concealed.

The only one who can protect you is me!

Will wholeheartedly pay for you, only me!

It can only be me who completely controls everything about you!

"Your Majesty, absolutely not! Although Prince Xie is the parent and son of General Xie, he knows nothing about war and has no orthodox training. This war is no joke. How can you risk the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers! "

The generals at the side turned pale with shock, and hurriedly stood up, his face full of fright, but he didn't know if it was really for the safety of those soldiers, or for his military power.

"Yes, Your Majesty, absolutely not!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, my lord, now is not the time to be a hero, why don't you kneel down and plead guilty, and ask His Majesty to forgive your slip of the tongue!" Kneeling down one after another, the originally noisy atmosphere suddenly turned into thick panic, as if they were really afraid. In this way, he handed over his head to the so-called military god who had never fought a war.

Mu Xichen didn't care about them, just quietly stared at his lover's sharp eyes, softened his gaze a little, and asked softly but unquestionably, "Can I trust you?"