C7

Zhao Jing was terrified. She was alone and had the title of emperor. In essence, she was nothing more than a puppet.

She had thought that his palm was warm, that he was a warm person, and now that his hand was on her neck, she could directly feel the coldness of death. She finally realized that Dongfang Wenming was the coldest person in the world!

The East was cold, cold enough to kill anyone without batting an eyelid.

At this moment, his fingers were tapping lightly on her carotid artery, causing her heart to beat uncontrollably, following his rhythm. "The emperor wants to keep his servant, this subject will spare no effort to protect him; the emperor is sick, this subject does not dare to neglect, and will wholeheartedly handle the imperial court affairs for the emperor. What else is the emperor not satisfied with? Is it because the Imperial Jade Seal is too heavy to hold, or because the Emperor wants to remove it when the head is swaying around on the neck? "

Suddenly, the strength in his hands tightened.

The suffocating feeling instantly made Zhao Jing widen her eyes. She grabbed onto his hand that was squeezing her neck. "If you have something to say, let's talk …" "We …"

The warm breath of the east was on her temples. "The chicken, Si Chen, can be killed by anyone! The Emperor should understand the logic behind this even better than anyone else. " If he could spare her, he could easily kill her!

Zhao Jing's eyebrows lifted up in shock. He looked like a broken object that had been thrown to the ground by Dongfang Wenming.

"Before the Emperor speaks, it is best for you to think of your own identity. Otherwise, this subject will not be able to protect you!" After saying that, Dongfang Wenming stood up with his hands behind his back. His tall body blocked out all light as darkness enveloped Zhao Jing's entire body.

Zhao Jing was no longer as angry as she had been a moment ago. She fell to the ground, clutching her neck as she gently coughed. However, no matter how hard Zhao Jing tried, he couldn't understand. Just what was on him that he could tolerate her until now? Why would such a proud and aloof man be willing to lower himself to others?

Her recklessness and ignorance, logically speaking … It would only hinder his plans!

What kind of person was he? What was he thinking?

In the next moment, Zhao Jing was gently lifted up. She looked in shock at the pair of eyes that were smiling without any ripples, as well as instinctively filled with fear. Yet in his deep eyes, there was only indifference and estrangement, not even a hint of emotion.

"It is this humble subject who deserves to die for scaring the emperor!" Dongfang didn't know how to bow, as if the overbearing attitude just now wasn't from him.

When Zhao Jing saw his nonchalant appearance, his face turned pale, "The Regent …" "No need for formalities!"

"This humble subject has offended Your Majesty for the sake of the emperor's future. On the wedding day, hardships are unavoidable, and from today onwards, Your Majesty should properly preserve the emperor's strength. The Emperor was still young, so he shouldn't be confused about matters of the court. Just having eyes and ears wasn't enough! The words of a eunuch are not to be taken seriously. This humble subject will take his leave! "

After saying that, Dongfang Wenming bowed and left.

Zhao Jing watched his figure disappear at the door, his body trembling uncontrollably. His face was as white as a sheet of paper. It was hard to tell if it was due to the cold or the fear!

"Your majesty?" Zhao Yuannan's eyes widened as he fearfully looked at Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly stroked his neck. He clenched his fists tightly within his sleeves. "Wall …" "He has ears!"

She was only a sliver away from death.

However, in this life, which part of him hadn't given in to him?

Ever since that day, Zhao Jing had never met anyone from the East.

Zhao Yuannan said that Dongfang Wuming was busy fighting for power, so that the king wouldn't be overjoyed and the Qi family would go to the imperial harem, but Dongfang Wuming would be caught off guard!

Zhao Jing looked at the red wedding gown that Gan Tang had brought, and lightly brushed the embroidered dragon patterns on it with his fingertips. It was her first time getting married, but instead of marrying the husband she wanted, she became the husband of someone else! Unconsciously, he muttered to himself, "Mother's spirit in heaven, you must protect me!"