The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 821

"You don't need to chant sutras today." Fenghuang didn't pay attention when he was chanting sutras, so he smiled and handed over the things in his hand and said, "It's for your emperor."

The old fairy hurriedly took it with both hands: "The emperor will be happy to see it. He has been waiting for you for a long time, and now he is resting. The emperor specially asked the old man to bring the old man into the palace immediately when the old man comes."

Fenghuang didn't focus on the matter of the man waiting for her, what made little Fenghuang feel a sense of accomplishment was that the prepared gift was finally delivered successfully!

For this, she is very happy.

The little fairies were still silent in the inconceivable ocean, looking at the back of the phoenix in surprise, they stretched out their hands and tugged at the corner of the old fairy's clothes: "Old fairy, did the emperor really tell you to let Lord Phoenix go in? They Are you really not going to fight?"

"Okay, okay, don't make wild guesses, Master Fenghuang is here as a guest this time, maybe he will stay with us for a few days, you should all be smart, don't talk nonsense in front of adults, be careful when the emperor If one is unhappy, I will blame you." The old fairy finished this sentence.

The little fairies were all stunned, looking at each other in blank dismay: "Did you hear that just now?"

"It must be something wrong with my ears, hehehehe, how many days will you stay? Dijun never keeps anyone overnight, let alone Master Fenghuang, who has always been at odds with Dijun!"

"If that's the case." One of the little immortals said to himself: "That rumor may be true."

Everyone else looked at him: "What rumor?"

Xiaoxianjun didn't expect that his words would cause such a big reaction, and his voice was a little quiet: "Some people said that at the feast today, the emperor announced that he and Master Fenghuang are together..."

Hearing this, all the little fairies froze in place with their mouths open as if petrified.

I didn't feel anything about the phoenix that caused all the commotion.

After all, she also likes to see other people's faces being struck by lightning.

After the old matriarch took the phoenix around a ladder, he stood on one side, bent over and said: "My lord, the emperor is inside, he never likes people to enter his bedroom, it is inconvenient for the old man to enter." Yes, please."

Fenghuang nodded, and walked towards the innermost part.

The way of heaven and the way of Buddhism are different.

No, it should be said that the place where the man lives is different from where she lives.

In Buddhism and Taoism, she can fall asleep as long as there is a floating cloud, but the towering stone pillars here, coupled with the scent of glazed glass, make the atmosphere look cold everywhere.

Right in the middle of the clouds, there was a big dark bed, which seemed to be covered with crow feathers, and the black and white were distinct, revealing the master's unique arrogance.

The man was sleeping on his stomach, with half of his head sunk in the pillow, his hair disheveled, revealing half of his well-defined face. The snow-white quilt covered half of the back, and the other half was exposed. There was also an arm stretched out and hanging to the ground. The well-organized honey-colored muscles were fully exposed, and the ups and downs of breathing could be clearly seen.

Are you sleeping?

I didn't expect that he would be so domineering and indifferent on weekdays, but he would be so harmless after falling asleep.

The thick eyelashes hang down, casting shadows one after another, and the outstanding facial features are particularly elegant in this kind of thing.

Fenghuang didn't bother him. He looked at the huge bookshelf behind the man. On it were records about the way of heaven. Every ancient scroll left in the world would be regarded as a divine record.

Fenghuang randomly picked up a book, and sat lazily on the wooden chair next to it.

It's just that as soon as she opened the long scroll, the man on the bed woke up, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Fenghuang knew that this was the real him, no matter how polite he was at the banquet, it was just his disguise...

"When did you come?" Perhaps because he just woke up, the man's voice was deeper than usual.

Fenghuang closed the scroll in his hand, and replied: "Just now."

The man glanced at her, and then he did that. As the quilt slipped off, the man's vigorous chest and waistline were revealed. There was no trace of fat on his waist, and his figure was good enough to defeat all the gods of heaven.

Although Fenghuang kills a lot, he has little contact with people. Seeing such a scene, he subconsciously avoids his eyes.

The man smiled, reached out and patted the place beside him: "Come here."

"In the past?" Fenghuang Liu frowned: "Is there no other place for you to sleep here? Or I can sleep in the clouds."

The man looked at her, and said after a while, "It's written in the brochure that they hug and sleep together."

"Okay." Phoenix hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked towards the edge of the bed.

The man leaned on the head of the bed and looked at her playfully: "Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

"No." It's just that I haven't slept with anyone else. However, if she really said it, the other party wouldn't do anything to her. Her machete was on her wrist. If a man dared to go over it, she would do it.

She had also heard before that Liu Dao had many people who came to him to give women away, but he never accepted them, presumably because he had no interest in women.

And there will be no relationship between the two of them.

After thinking it through, Fenghuang lifted off the snow-white quilt and got in, pulled the quilt to his chest, and turned to look at the man.

Lying so close, the black hair seems to touch each other's, and the breath is also entangled.

Fenghuang suddenly remembered that the man seemed to be sleeping naked, and his heart beat a little faster for no reason, um, not normal.

It's just that after Phoenix came up, the man who was originally sitting suddenly leaned over to this side.

It was too close, and Phoenix felt uncomfortable for a moment.

The other party didn't know what the scent was, it was light and heavy, with the smell of mint and residual smoke, and it even smelled good, but the aggression on this person was too strong, and it was a bit sinister.

"So relieved of this hall?"

"I brought you a present."

Almost at the same time, the two spoke.

The man's fingers that were about to press down paused for a moment: "What gift?"

"Wait." Phoenix ran out excitedly, and came back after a while, holding a bag of fish food in his hand: "We can feed those monsters together at night, don't you like to treat them like goldfish ?"

The man looked at the fish food, then at Phoenix's beautiful eyes, the concentrated force in his palm dissipated, and then he stretched out his hand to embrace him, with a smile on his lips: "Okay."

It can be seen that a certain emperor still likes these fish food very much.

However, only the group of demons knew, before Phoenix took out the gift.

Dijun's thoughts on her are definitely not simple...

Message to readers: promise to add updates to the girls in the group, okay, Ann

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