Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Epiaode 221's. Concubine Fengjiu.

''Happy rest, Sire.''

The old eunuch, bowed for a moment, and took a few steps back, before turning around and exclaiming rather loudly.

''Give word, Your Majesty the emperor, will spend the night in the Meili pavilion.''

After calling for this, the eunuch again approached the emperor's desk.

Faithfully helped the Jing emperor tidy up, and walked after the lord from behind, along with several others.

To the old eunuch, being under the shadow of the master was an honor.

Until a while later, Jing and his accompaniment had arrived in front of a pavilion, with a magnificent fence and standing firmly.

There was a sinister smile, within the curvature of his lips as he stared at the pavilion.

''The emperor's majesty entered the pavilion.'' The eunuch.

And do not wait a long time, the door is automatically opened from the inside.

A woman in a beautiful pink peach dress, welcomed the arrival of the emperor.

''Welcoming the emperor, may your Majesty always live a long life.'' Soft talk.

The woman who was none other than Fengjiu, displayed a beautiful smile with a seductive spoiled softness.

It is like a beautiful butterfly on a flower, dancing merrily with a classic, intoxicating magic.

Emperor Jing, looked at the woman before him flatly.

His majestic face showed no change.

However, if you look carefully, you will find the sharp corner of the man's eyes that narrowed for a moment.

''Baggunlah, no need for formalities.'' Jing replied, stepping into the room.

Consort Fengjiu, was one of the 40 concubines who still survived in the inner palace.

And it was only her, who often received visits from emperor Jing, among all these concubines (Old concubines of 40).

Therefore, concubine Fengjiu is the concubine who most often receives special treatment (in the bad sense) from other concubines.

Because it was not new in the inner palace, it was a battle, as well as a covert rivalry between the emperor's women.

Moreover, with the position of the empress who did not appear, or show themselves among them.

In fact, ever since the rumors of the Queen's removal, and now declared in exile, the rivalry between all Jing's women has been heating up.

Intrigue, polemics, and attacking each other secretly, the more rife it becomes.

And of all those women, it was concubine Fengjiu who was the main lead of the shooting figure.

In the study of all Jing's women, the concubine in Meili's pavilion was the beloved woman of Jing, who regained great affection, after Empress Yun's exile.

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Emperor Jing stepped into the pavilion, with the same expression.

He sat his body on a chair, before looking back at the concubine.

Fengjiu who had been dabbling in the palace for a long time, immediately told all the servants to leave.

Walked closer to the emperor, with a smile firmly fixed on his lips.

However, the contrasting look seemed clear, hanging on both legs of his.

Those footsteps, as if carrying countless heavy weights.

With the cleavage raised a small teapot on the table, and poured the tea into a small cup.

''Today chrysanthemum tea has been delivered, and a special palace kitchen sends it to the concubines.'' Fengjiu.

His words did seem very calm, and gentle.

However, the hand that poured tea, clearly vibrated over a heart crisis that could not be covered.

Emperor Jing curled the tip of his lips in a reflex, and grabbed the hand that was now holding the teapot, saying. ''Is it scary to meet me?.''

Hearing that, Fengjiu hurriedly dropped her body and said. ''Concubine is guilty, please magnanimity Your Majesty.''

In the kerling of the eyes alone, the forehead of concubine Fengjiu had shed a cold sweat that was not small.

''That?.'' Jing.

The emperor bowed his body slightly lower, to draw closer to fengjiu's face.

''Why doesn't this emperor know what concubine Feng's fault is?.'' Emperor Jing asked, raising Fengjiu's chin.

And no doubt, receiving such treatment, cold sweat rolled from the entire body of the concubine.

One thing he understood, that pleased the man there was his life now, and the entire future of the Feng family belonged to him.

Even if you have to admit a mistake that he did not do, it is not a bad thing. For example, as it is today.

Emperor Jing looked even more furious, typing he still had not opened his mouth, to answer the question of the man.

So violently the emperor Jing shook his hand, which held the concubine's chin.

''Alright..quickly stand.'' Jing.

The emperor shook off his lower clothes, and again improved his sitting posture.

He looked at Fengjiu who started to stand in front of him, and said. ''Open your clothes!.''

Hearing the awkward command, Fengjiu rounded her eyes for a moment, and quickly returned to bowing her face.

''Why, are you going to pretend to be an untouchable girl in front of me?.'' Sarkas Jing, without looking at him.

The man, reaching for the tea cup on the table and sipping it slowly.

''Huh..even this tea gets bad here.'' Jing again.

Seeing the emperor stomping the cup violently, Fengjiu no longer wasted time adding to Jing's anger.

With the courage he gathered, as well as throwing away his pride, Fenfjiu started undressing.

Until the clothes completely detached from Fengjiu's jade body, and left the underwear from her, emperor Jing began to stare at the woman again.

''Even if your clothes are the same, her heart and person are clearly different.''

Jing grabbed the clothes in Fengjiu's hands, and directed towards the lighting of the room.

He deliberately burned the clothes bbb directly above the lighting, while saying. ''Never equate yourself with him, nor try to be him.''

Jing's words immediately awakened Fengjiu.

He stared fixedly at the clothes, which slowly turned into a pile of ash.

Fengjiu cursed herself, for having forgotten about that color.

A display of favorite colors, from the empress was able to attract the anger of Jing.

''You think who you are, so dare to wear his favorite color?.''

''This woman is guilty, Your Majesty, please kindly magnanimity.'' Said concubine Feng, while dropping back down, on the floor.

Fenjiu was getting more and more frightened by her understanding now, she was alluding herself to her current stupidity.

''Why are you so stupid concubine?, wake up is this man cruel to his woman?.'' Jing.

He made his concubine stand up, and swept her towards the corner of the room.

''I'm not that cruel, why is the concubine so frightened.'' Say again.

''Aren't...Your Majesty is not a cruel person.'' Sahut Fengjiu with a vibrating tone of voice.

''Then?.'' Jing.

''Concubine is guilty, and deserves punishment.'' Say Fengjiu again.

He hoped that with his admission of self-blame, emperor Jing would soften and release him at this time.

''Oh...So you're forcing for punishment?.'' Ask Jing.

Jing's voice sounded even louder, even the hand on the shoulder that was originally clutching was now a little loose.

Fengjiu's heart calmed down more, and said again. ''Paduka is a man of policy, as well as understands the truth well.''

Fengjiu's words were arranged in such a way.

Flattering Jing, with verses of veiled plea, sought deliverance for his wrongdoings.

However, what he did not know was that from the very beginning Jing stepped there, he had decided to persecute her.

No, even since he restored his title, in fact Jing has had his own plans for himself.

How could it be that with such ridiculous words, Jing would let go of Fengjiu. Impossible.

Hearing Fengjiu's words Jing's eyes narrowed for a moment, and took her hands off her shoulders.

''You are indeed a virtuous woman and uphold justice.'' Jing.

''Alright, to support your virtuous character, you can stand there until dawn.'' Jing continued, before stepping towards the bed to rest.

Leaving Fengjiu at the end of the space, standing pecked with confusion and a hint of clothing attached to the body.