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Zhao Jing was naturally a shrewd person. When he saw that something was amiss with the expression in the east, he immediately retracted his hand. It was fine if she withdrew her hand, but she still had to pretend that nothing had happened. She looked calm and collected, and she couldn't let the Eastern Scoundrel see any trace of nervousness on her face, or else he would say that she had a guilty conscience. As for who was the thief, it was a wise man! Perhaps … A thief?

"I'm hungry!" Zhao Jing curled his lips. "Can you guys not say much? Let me fill my stomach first!" "Whether it's a man or steel, or an iron rice bowl, I don't have the mood to bicker with you over a meal as I'm panicking from hunger!" As she spoke, she picked up the chopsticks.

Originally, it was Wei Shuge who served the food on the side. However, given the current situation, who would dare to wait on them on the side? It was only these three people who remained in the empty hall. Zhao Jing ate heartily because she knew that if she didn't eat now, she wouldn't have the chance!

Of course, after only the second bite, the fight began on the table.

Zhao Jing took a bite of the crystal ball and opened his eyes wide as he watched the two men snatch the meat. The table began to shake slightly. Were these two people getting more and more excited? After thinking for a moment, Zhao Jing quickly picked up the bowl. Without saying anything further, he scooped his favorite dishes into his bowl as fast as he could and then sat down on the soft couch to the side like he was hiding from the plague.

Upon seeing this, the two of them turned to look at her.

Dongfang Wenming was displeased. "Why did the emperor hide so far away?" He turned cold and glared fiercely at Zhong Fu. "You scared the emperor. You deserve to die a thousand times for your crimes!"

The hand holding the chopsticks shook, and the piece of meat fell to the ground with a "pa da" sound. But no matter what, he can't lose face for the Duke's Mansion, so a moment later, Zhong Fu's neck stood on end, "You're the one who started the case against the evil, and you're the one who scared the emperor, yet you dare to slander us here!?" "Dong Fang Ming, you are so shameless, you actually …"

"Who are you speaking of with such shamelessness?" Dongfang Wenming asked.

Zhong Fu was furious. "Shameless to say anything about you!"

Dongfang Wenming was suddenly enlightened, "Oh, shameless …"

Zhao Jing, who was sitting on the soft couch, choked on his soup. He almost choked on his tears. Who said a martial general was a boor? Look, look. Isn't that Zhang ShengLi's scolding skill even more amazing than a prostitute in the city? Furthermore … Still not spitting vulgarities! This kind of martial arts wasn't something that could be mastered in a day and a night. One could tell just by the face of this man!

"How is it?" Dongfang Wenming's speed was naturally very fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already sat on the soft couch and used one hand to stroke Zhao Jing's back. Is it hard? "

"No, not at all!" Zhao Jing pursed his lips and laughed extremely heartily. "You two continue!" "Continue!"

Dongfang Wenming's hand, which was resting on her back, exerted a little bit of strength. His fingertip seemed to press against her acupuncture points, causing some indescribable pain, but it wasn't too painful. He only held it in her chest, making her unable to breathe.

Zhao Jing subconsciously shrunk back. "Father Zhong, Zhen …"

"Is the emperor alright?" Dongfang Xi's eyes slightly darkened as he asked despite already knowing the answer.

"N-nothing!" Zhao Jing hastily turned to Zhong Fu and said, "I'll have my Crown Prince send him to the Dawn Hall!" If anything happens to the prince, just take care of Tongshu Song and Shizeng, don't be polite with me! Rest well, recuperate well, and leave! "

Zhong Fu glanced at Zhao Jing, his expression somewhat unsightly. Turning his head, Zhong Fu glared at Dongfang Wenming with hatred, but he also had a helpless look on his face. This was not Phoenix City, but the Imperial Palace. No matter how strong Zhong Fu was, he wouldn't be able to bring it out. As for Zhong Fu, he sat beside Zhao Jing and silently stared at him for a while, until the corner of Zhao Jing's lips twitched.

"Ai!" Zhong Fu let out a sigh and finally stood up. "Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you. However, little emperor …" I, Zhong Fu, have always kept my word, and will never take back what I said. No matter when you want me to do it, I will promise you! "

Zhao Jing's heart pounded. This fool … She immediately turned around to look at Dongfang Wenming, whose face was completely black. This traitor was smiling, and his smile was called sinister. It gave people goosebumps all over his body, making them feel scared in the depths of their hearts! She swallowed and watched as the door to the hall closed again.

With a "peng" sound, she couldn't help but shiver.

Bad...

"Father Zhong hasn't eaten yet!" Zhao Jing hurriedly stood up.

In the next moment, his wrist tightened. Zhao Jing didn't even have time to scream before Dongfang Wenming grabbed his arm and dragged him into his embrace. As always, Dongfang Wenming held her on his lap, not allowing her to struggle free. It was probably a habit, a habit to talk to her while pinching her wrist. Dongfang Wenming coldly stared at her with eyes that contained something she didn't understand.

"What did he promise you?"

Zhao Jing pursed his lips and bit his lower lip, not knowing what to say. This was a promise, but Zhong Fu had said that he would protect her, and that was all! In reality, she really did not take it seriously. Even if Zhong Fu was the heir to Duke Ming's mansion, who didn't know that in the end, he was still the most famous King of Phoenix City, Zhong Fu.

"Why aren't you talking?" Dongfang Wenming stared at her. "Is it hard to say? or do you think it's important? " In other words, he just wanted to know if the promise given by Zhong Fu was a private or a public thing!

For a moment, Zhao Jing wasn't sure of Dongfang Wenming's true intentions. Was he trying to test if she was colluding with Phoenix City, or was it some sort of secret contract? Or did she want to know how close her relationship with Zhong Fu had become? However, whether it was the former or the latter, they were all threats to Dongfang Wenming. If he really wanted to choose from the middle rank, Zhao Jing could only choose the latter!

A personal relationship was only a personal relationship. In the end, a personal relationship could not be compared to the major events of the world, and could not be compared to the desire for power in one's heart. Therefore, Zhao Jing felt that to Dongfang Wenming, the latter was less of a threat than the former.

"He said … No matter what happens, he will protect me! " Zhao Jing's voice was very gentle. When he said those words, his breathing was a little erratic, as if he was very excited about those words. Or perhaps it was because he was moved!

Dongfang Wenming lowered his head to look at her. He only saw her long eyelashes gently swaying along with his breath. The way she quieted down was somewhat like the gentleness of a girl. He vaguely felt that the girl revealing such a delicate appearance was largely because she had met the young man she liked. Dongfang Wenming's heart skipped a beat. So, his little girl, was she attracted to him?

Perhaps it was because she was shocked by her own thoughts, but Dong Fang's hand that was still on her waist unconsciously became heavier.

Zhao Jing sucked in a breath of cold air in pain. "It hurts, soften it!"

Dongfang Wenming finally snapped out of his daze and slowly let go. It was just a little girl, how could he let her worry so much? Look at his scrunched up little face, with a face full of resentment. Was he complaining about his nosiness? Or was it because she had grown up and was gradually losing control? He felt uncomfortable at the thought of her and Chung Fu being very close to each other.

What did it feel like? It was as if his heart was filled with bugs, densely packed on top of his chest, causing him to be unable to breathe or to breathe.

"You still know pain? Do you know that once the blade of the famed King Zhong, Chang Tian, is unsheathed, it is the same as seeing blood! If you dare to touch his son, aren't you afraid that he will tear you into pieces? " Dongfang Wenming brushed away the black hair that had scattered on her face. A faint smile appeared on his face, completely missing the sullen expression from before. His expression changed so quickly that even Zhao Jing was stunned.

Zhao Jing gnashed his teeth in his heart. He truly deserved to be called a traitor, a traitor of a country. He'd turned hostile faster than flipping books. However, on her face, she still had to be respectful. Regardless of what methods Zhong Changtian had, the most important thing was what Dongfang Wenming would do to her! He couldn't care less about the present, how could he talk about the future?

"Our relationship with Zhong Fu is not as dirty as Father Zhong's words. We are just friends, where do all these twists and turns come from! When did I ever think of touching him? In the eyes of outsiders, he really was a man. He, Zhong Fu, was also a man. "I can't do that kind of thing. If I want to do it, I'll have to rely on your burly figure to do it!" She rolled her eyes and finally jumped down from his knees, firmly landing on the ground. "In the future, if Father Zhong says that he doesn't have these things, then it's fine. But if others say that they don't have these white teeth, then it would be really disappointing for Father Zhong!"

"Don't you have the slightest thought for Zhong Fu, who was born well and was born in a romantic fashion?" Dongfang Wenming asked, but the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised into an unconcealable arc.

Zhao Jing scoffed, "There are so many beautiful people in this world. Do you want me to be tempted by them all?" Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? " She paused, "Father... Could it be that you're jealous? "

"What did you say?" Dongfang Wenming's face turned cold. "Since when did the emperor learn to put gold on his face?"

"If that's not the case, why does Father Zhong keep staring at the man beside me?" However, Zhongfu and I's relationship, in the eyes of Zhongdai, is clearly seen by him, and he knows that we are close to him. The majority of the reason is because he is afraid of Phoenix City, so why do you have to be so resistant to it, Zhongfu? " Zhao Jing smirked. "Father Zhong shouldn't be …" The five elements lack vinegar, right? "

Dongfang Wenming raised his eyelids and looked at her impatiently. He rubbed his forehead and leaned against the soft couch as if he had a headache. This subject was just worried for the Emperor's safety, and did not deserve the pride of the Emperor. Thus, this subject had no choice but to be worried for the Emperor's health! " After thinking for a bit, Dongfang Wenming felt that he had to change the topic. This girl was very weird, she had to bring him into the pit at all costs. He had to grasp the initiative to speak.

"Uncle Ke and Nangong Zhe entered the palace together?" Dongfang Wenming asked.

Zhao Jing sat by the window and grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his plate. "He came because of the new top scholar. He pushed someone, Wen Yufeng's elder brother, Wen Yuye, and cooperated with the Four Directions Sect to investigate these three deaths! Even Nangong Zhe was present, how can Father Zhong not be worried? "

"Did this official say I'm worried?" he retorted.

Zhao Jing pouted. He took a bite of the melon seed shell and reached out to peel a walnut.

Seeing this, Dongfang Wenming stood up and walked towards her. He extended his hand to take the walnut from her hand, and when he handed it back, it was a complete set of walnut meat. It wasn't until he shook off the walnut shell that Zhao Jing discovered that there was no exfoliator on the table. He was shocked. [This man's eyes and mind are so sharp. That is horrible!]

"Have you found the queen's brain outside the palace?" he asked.

Zhao Jing's body stiffened. He knew that she was investigating the Empress? When did he know?! Or could it be that Shuge had always been operating under the unidentified eyes of the East? When the walnut entered his mouth, how could it have such sharp teeth?!

Dongfang Xi stared at her without blinking, without any emotion on his face, "Why didn't you answer?"