Feng Jin was left in the palace by the emperor and opened a palace for him.

Although it is not a name or a distinction, it is not appropriate to live in the palace, but why does the emperor like it absurdly?

When the palace people saw Feng Jin, they all said cautiously and respectfully: "Young Master Feng Jin."

Perhaps because of his mentality of giving up, Feng Jin no longer resisted the emperor's male favor like the one who wanted to live and die, but instead lived in the palace.

The emperor was fascinated by Feng Jin, and he indulged in his voice day and night, and his body quickly became weak.

Fortunately, the stunning and stunning Prince Saint Zhao left him the Qingming period of the Yulong Kingdom. Even if the emperor is mediocre in his qualifications, he would not have brought Yulong Kingdom to the point where the country was destroyed and the palace was in decline.

Hall of Care for Heart.

The emperor was lingering in sick bed and had not been to court for many days. He refused to visit the princes. Even the queen and Concubine Yan, who had been favored for many years, were blocked outside the door.

Beside me, Feng Jin, the male favorite who has been the most popular in the Six Palaces.

"Young Master Feng Jin, the medicine is here."

The little eunuch lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the face of the boy in red. He held the medicine bowl in both hands and served it carefully.

Not long ago, there was a young eunuch who was about the same age as him. I heard that it was because he accidentally glanced at this young master Feng Jin for a second time and was ordered to... goug out his eyes.

There were no eyes, and the high fever did not subside in the middle of the night. The eunuch had a very painful pain that night.

Feng Jin hates people looking at him because he always feels that the look of these people looking at him must be contempt, contempt, or sympathy.

Seeing that the little eunuch was tactful and buried his head low, Feng Jinxin was satisfied and took the medicine bowl, "You go down."

The little eunuch was as if he had been amnesty and immediately retreated without stopping for a moment.

"Cough, cough cough..." The emperor lay on the bed with a blood-colored face, pale and withered appearance, with a blue-black look in his eyes, and he looked terminally ill. He coughed twice and shouted weakly: "Where is Feng Jin... the medicine... give me medicine..."

If the emperor doesn't take that medicine for a day, he will feel uncomfortable and itchy.

The emperor looked straight at the things Feng Jin was holding, and he wanted to grab them immediately, but he had no strength on his body, so he could only tempt him with kind words: "Feng Jin... hurry up, give me the medicine... I have a lot of rewards."

What Feng Jin wants is never his reward.

"Does the emperor want to take medicine?" The young man in red lightly held the medicine bowl, and stood by the bed with a slender figure. A strange smile appeared on his stunning and evil face. He bent down slightly, looked at the emperor's face that was tortured to the point of being unbearable, curled his lips and asked softly.

nonsense!

The emperor was a little anxious, "Give me the medicine!"

Fenghua took a step back, avoided the emperor's hand, then raised the medicine bowl and rotated it 90 degrees. The dark brown medicine juice slowly flowed down the white porcelain bowl to the ground.

Feng Jin's action made the emperor look irritable: "Feng Jin, you dare to pour my medicine. Do you believe it or not and I will kill you-"

Fenghua was not afraid at all, poured the medicine clean and threw the bowl heavily.

Falling on the ground and shattering into pieces.

Feng Jin looked down at the emperor's angry and old and turbid eyes, smiling beautifully.

"Don't the emperor want to take medicine? Come on, come and drink it."

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