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Face was called dignity when it was done in a dignified manner, but it could be completely disregarded during special times. After all, compared to some people, face was really an eyesore! The so-called 'special period', thought Dong Fang, was probably referring to the present. He was not Liu Xiuping, nor was he Second Master Guan. He was not as corny and dishonest as everyone else. When soft and sweet jade is in your heart, there is no man who can sit still and do nothing.

"What's a face?" Dongfang Wenming shamelessly looked at her. Although he looked at her with contempt, his eyes seemed to have a demonic look as he stared at her, as if he couldn't get enough of her. "Did the emperor?"

Zhao Jing was startled. He stretched out his hand to touch his own face as he looked to the east with resentment. "Although I don't have this thing, I'm sure it's because I'm being unfair!" he thought to himself. The late Emperor didn't teach me when he was still alive, so if I were to receive this true legacy, I presume Father Zhong will never be able to escape his responsibility! "

She didn't know why, but as Zhao Jing said this, she felt something flash past his eyes. These few indiscernible things seemed to be some sort of emotion, but it only brushed past her. If she tried to see it clearly again, there was nothing to see. She felt that this should be a secret hidden deep within Dongfang Wenming's heart. It was just that she accidentally poked it!

Dongfang Wenming laughed. He looked at her with a very mocking smile, and the corner of his mouth curved up into a crescent shape. He looked at her with a smile that was not a smile. Have you ever thought that how could someone from Duke Ming's Palace be a simple character? The heir to the Duke's Mansion? He is the future master of Phoenix City and is not on the same side as the Emperor. "

It wasn't that Zhao Jing hadn't thought of it, but … She slightly pursed her lips, unable to voice out her thoughts. Dongfang Wenming wasn't one of them, he was just a special partner in a special period, that's all! Their relationship was to support each other, destroy each other, and finally kill each other!

"Phoenix City is a small court of Da Xia in the mouths of the commoners. Does the emperor know what a small court is? Fame King Zhong Zhangtian is the king of the Grand Xia's Xiao Imperial Court, his status is similar to the Emperor. In other words, as long as Zhong Zhangtian doesn't go against the imperial government, we can never touch him. Dongfang Wenming's voice was soft and gentle. His fingertips caressed her delicate face. "Your Majesty should understand that since you two can't be friends, you don't have to befriend them deeply. Otherwise, if you can't break away from them in the future, you'll harm yourself instead!"

"Is it also because he sees this matter so closely that he raises his head? That's why his heart is so heartless?" Zhao Jing asked.

Dongfang Wenming thought about it. Heartless? It wasn't that he was truly heartless, he just couldn't be bothered to be emotional! What's the good of being in love? When she is happy, you will be happy, and if she is sad, you will be sad too. What's so good about laughing and crying like a lunatic? Not good at all! As the commander of the three armies, how could he be tied down by emotions when he wanted to kill the enemy with his hands stained with blood? As soon as the steel knife was unsheathed, the joy, anger, and sorrow of the human world had been cleanly cut off. The only things left were the feeling of satisfaction and the bottom line, that's all!

Seeing that Dongfang Wenming didn't say anything, Zhao Jing thought he was angry, or perhaps he was scheming something in his mind. Zhao Jing restrained himself and didn't dare to say anything. She could only quietly wait for him to speak. The feeling of waiting wasn't pleasant at all. Zhao Jing counted his heartbeats, hoping that he would be disappointed. Could it be that the two of them were going to be in a stalemate like this? How long was this standoff going on?! Every time he was alone with the eastern barbarians, Zhao Jing would suffer greatly.

However, a man seemed to possess an innate superiority in this aspect. He was so unhurried when facing a woman, and was able to suppress all his emotions and emotions into his bones. But if you want it, you can see what you want in his eyes, even if it's just wishful thinking. A man has this ability. Whatever you want to see, he can let you see. Although he said that women were trouble, he didn't know that men were trouble!

"When will Father Zhong carry me like this?" Zhao Jing struggled a bit. "I've already grown up. I'm no longer a young lady who can't sleep and needs your guidance when I first enter the palace!"

These words made Dongfang Wenming laugh, "You've grown up?" He looked away, and tightened his grip on her waist. "This humble subject can see that the emperor is still as good as new!"

Zhao Jing stared blankly for a moment. His cheeks immediately flushed a deep red. "Are you going to let them go?"

"Put..." Of course they had to be released! However, this subject will have to say the first few words. I hope the emperor won't get too close to Zhong Fu, otherwise, if you cause any trouble, this subject won't clean up the mess for the emperor! " Dongfang Wenming truly loosened his grip when he said that, but the faint scent of ink wafted from her body into his nose. Dongfang Mingming felt that the scholar was still a rare scholar, and she had soaked in the scrolls for so long that she had become a rarity among rarities.

At the same time, even though Zhao Jing had come down from his undetermined knee in the east, the warmth and strength of his waist still seemed to be present. It slowly seeped into his skin, merging with his entire body's blood and bone. His nose was filled with the scent of a man.

"The Emperor sent the empress to the Royal Tomb?" Dongfang Wenming said.

Zhao Jing pursed his lips. "Like you said, she's the most suitable."

"It seems like the emperor has already mentally prepared himself!" Dongfang Wenyi pursed his lips and looked at her with a confused look. "If Qi Yunshan knew that Crown Prince Wang was in His Majesty's palace, how would he feel? The person who was the most upset was Zhong Changtian, who was far away in Phoenix City. He was clearly the only son under the knee, and had suddenly become the emperor's concubine! "

Zhao Jing widened his eyes. "Don't spout nonsense. When did I say I wanted to send Na Zhong Fu to the imperial harem?" "That kid only ordered me around because of the injuries on his body and because I didn't dare to touch him. Father Zhong can't really think that there's anything wrong with Zhong Fu and I, right?"

"What is it?" "Hmm?" His closing words were long.

Zhao Jing opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word. What is it? Nothing! Could she and Zhongfu make sparks by colliding with each other? Bullsh * t! That brat was playful and disrespectful. No matter how she looked at it, he was an unreliable person. How could she possibly be related to him? Even though they were friends, they still held back. After all, their positions were different. This meant that they would never be able to stand on the same line. In the future, they might even become mortal enemies!

Enemy that wouldn't give up until he was dead!

"Nothing!" Zhao Jing turned around, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Seeing this, Dongfang Wenming slowly stood up. "I don't care what kind of relationship Your Majesty has with Crown Prince Ying, but you can only do one thing, and don't take it to heart! Like Coburst, like Beaufort, not a grasshopper on a boat, unable to twist a rope. If the Emperor was really moved by this, he would probably change his ownership of the entire Grand Xia! I imagine that the Emperor doesn't wish to see Grand Xia change dynasties, right? " Although his tone was very gentle, every word was a blow to the heart. He knew what Zhao Jing cared about the most, and he also knew that the thing he dared not lose the most was his mother's life in exchange for the mountains and rivers of Grand Xia.

Zhao Jing smiled bitterly. "Father Zhong didn't want me to contact Uncle Ke, and now you want me to leave Zhong Fu. Do you want me to be alone forever?" Father Zhong might not understand what it feels like to be alone! "

"This subject will accompany Your Majesty!" Dongfang Wenming's face didn't show much emotion, but as he looked at her, his brow unconsciously furrowed. He stared at her for a moment, then walked out of the side hall.

Zhao Jing sat there without moving. He only gazed at the departing back view of Dongfang Wenming. Dongfang Xi Ming was clearly trying to isolate her. Anyone who could form an alliance with her was blocked by Dongfang Bu Fang. In the long run, her puppet would never rise above the masses. She wasn't willing to give up. Her mother had used her life in exchange for this world. She absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to rise above her imperial power. Those who wanted to meddle in her plans and seize her imperial power were her arch-enemies! She would never show mercy!

The side palace was still in the east, so he turned around and returned to the Qian Yuan Palace's bedroom.

At first sight, it was an unidentified return from the east. Zhong Fu immediately looked outside the door, but he couldn't see any trace of Zhao Jing. The disappointment in his eyes could be imagined. Wei Shuge was a bit nervous. For a moment, she didn't know what Dongfang Wenming meant. Should she stay and protect Heir Wang?

"Down!" Dongfang Wenming said.

Wei Shuge hesitated to look at Zhong Fu, but finally bowed and took her leave.

Zhong Fu leaned against the bedpost, his mouth still chewing on his sweet hawthorn. He snorted in disdain, "What are you doing here? This was the emperor's sleeping quarters, not the bedroom of the regent's mansion. When I was outside, I heard that outside of this palace, even the imperial harem is ruled by the Regent! "From the looks of it, there is a reason for all these rumors to come true!"

No matter how one looked at him, he would feel that he deserved a beating because of his mockery and mockery, coupled with the unrestrained manner in which Zhong Fu, this good-for-nothing, was behaving in such a manner.

Dongfang Bu Mingming approached, Zhong Fu slightly straightened his body, "What …" You … you want to kill me? "Don't forget, my father is … but …"

The next moment, Dongfang Cunming suddenly wrapped his arm around Zhong Fu's neck and pulled him in front of him. The two of them stared at each other. At that moment, Zhongfu's heart skipped a beat, saying that he was not afraid was a lie.

Even though Dongfang Wenming looked gentle on the surface, who didn't know that he was a man who killed without blinking? If he was angered, not to mention Zhong Fu, even if Zhong Fu's father was here, he would probably …

"Kid!" Dongfang Wenming's voice was hoarse. "It is the emperor's willingness to tolerate you for showing off your little intelligence in front of the emperor and for getting away with it. But you have to know, this king is different from the emperor. If you shake your head in front of the emperor, this king will have no use for you! "Although you are renowned as the Crown Prince's son, in the palace you are just a commoner brought by the Emperor into the palace. If you dare to call yourself a prince again and mention your father's name, this king will let you understand the consequences of not speaking your mind."

After saying this, Dongfang Cunming released him and sat down on the bedside stool as if nothing had happened, slowly stroking his wrinkled sleeves, "If you don't speak properly and cause the emperor to suffer in your place, this king will skin you alive!"

Zhong Fusheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he stared fixedly at Dongfang Wenming. He could not help but tremble slightly, "You … you dare!"

"No one knows that the Crown Prince has entered the palace, guess …" Does This King dare? " Dongfang Wenming slightly pursed his lips.

"You, don't be complacent. I am a tiger that has fallen to the sun and am being bullied by a dog. Since I am friends with the emperor, I naturally won't do anything to harm the emperor. I hope the Regent can be at ease with this!"

Realizing that Zhong Fu had submitted, Dongfang Mingming slowly stood up, about to leave.

Seeing this, Zhong Fu heaved a sigh of relief.

Dongfang Wenming didn't even take two steps before stopping. He turned around and coldly looked at him, "One last thing, Crown Prince Wang can keep it!"

"What is it?" Zhong Fu was stunned.

Dongfang Wenming's gaze suddenly turned cold and ruthless. His tone carried extreme impatience. "Get the hell down from the emperor's bed, there won't be a next time!"

Zhong Fu's heart chilled. His body trembled and he almost fell off the bed.