The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Chapter 356: Lying will be punished

Feng Jiuqing pulled Wuyou and teleported into his room, and slammed the door shut tightly. The next moment, a golden ban appeared around the house and then disappeared.

Before Wuyou could react, Feng Jiuqing pushed him down on the couch. Wuyou's ears were so red that one could almost see the steam rising from them. His eyes darted around and he didn't dare to look at Feng Jiuqing at all.

"My dear, isn't this too fast? There's not even three matchmakers and six engagements—"

Feng Jiuqing chuckled. Wasn't this brat very good at it before? How come at this moment, he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet? He was as innocent as a little white rabbit, and it was easy to bully at first glance.

Feng Jiuqing exerted a little force, and with a ripping sound, the fine brocade was torn apart, revealing his strong chest, muscles and abdominal muscles. He touched it with his hand and felt it was good.

"Fast? I think it's not enough. Or is your love for me just lip service, huh? Xiao Wuyou, you will be punished for lying."

Wuyou's face turned red, thinking that the egg would be cooked if he put it on the plate. His burning body temperature was transmitted through Feng Jiuqing's fingertips, so Feng Jiuqing became more and more presumptuous.

Tears welled up in Wuyou's eyes, "No! I like Qingqing's!"

"Really? How much do you like it, huh? Tell me in detail, I want to hear it."

There was a hint of smile on Feng Jiuqing's lips, but deep in his pupils was a raging rage.

"me--"

With his beloved right in front of him, Wuyou was speechless for a moment and couldn't say a word. The corners of his eyes turned even redder, and the moment his tears fell to the ground, he aroused infinite pity for her.

Feng Jiuqing wiped Wuyou's tears with his fingertips and sighed softly: "Why are you crying? Are you wronged by being with me?"

"No! I don't feel wronged! Wuyou likes it! Wuyou likes being with Qingqing!" Wuyou was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look at Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing chuckled, and his hands became more restless. Wuyou didn't dare to resist and could only look at Feng Jiuqing pleadingly.

"So nice."

The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face grew even bigger, and he slowly leaned over as if to kiss Wuyou. Wuyou's head was smoking, and he closed his eyes, waiting for the kiss from his beloved.

There was no soft touch on his lips, but instead a feeling of dizziness and weightlessness. When Wuyou caught his breath and opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jiuqing sitting leisurely on an exquisite chair that he had never seen before.

He held a long golden whip in his hand, and even his pupils were golden. He exuded a sense of noble majesty that kept strangers away.

He himself was tied up with golden ropes and hung in the middle of the beam.

Wuyou was stunned for a moment. Has Qingqing's martial arts reached such a high level?

Can he be tied up in an instant?

No, why did Qingqing tie him up?

The doubts in Wuyou's pupils were about to overflow. He tilted his head slightly to look at Feng Jiuqing and said: "Qingqing, what's going on?"

"you ask me?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled and swung the long whip in his hand. The moment the golden whip touched the ground, the ground cracked directly.

It seemed not like a whip, but a mountain axe.

Wuyou shrank back, not knowing why, but Qingqing looked so scary now.

"Do you want to tell me now, or wait until I'm done beating you up?"

Wuyou then noticed the deep anger in Feng Jiuqing's eyes, but he dared to swear on his life that he had never done anything to let Qingqing down, so what did Qingqing want him to say?

Wuyou thought about everything he had done over the years, and then said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Qingqing, I was wrong."

"Hmm?" Feng Jiuqing held the whip and looked up at Wuyou.

"I shouldn't have secretly hidden Qingqing's handkerchief, nor should I have quietly left the teacup used by Qingqing, and I shouldn't have kissed Qingqing while she was sleeping."

Feng Jiuqing laughed in anger. How many things had this brat done that he didn't know about? No wonder things were always missing from the mansion during the time in Xiyan. It felt like all of them were taken away by this brat!

"Well, what else?"

The blush on Wuyou's face that had faded away reappeared on his face. He made up his mind and closed his eyes and said: "I shouldn't be buried with Qingqing!"

When Feng Jiuqing's fake body was buried, this kid secretly crawled into the coffin and was buried with the fake body. If he hadn't been discovered and dug out by his secret guards, he would have been lying in the same coffin with the fake body for two months.

When Feng Jiuqing's golden eyes saw this, they were silent for a moment. It was indeed him. There was no one else as crazy as him.

"Stop - do you want to come out by yourself or do you want me to do it for you?" Feng Jiuqing gritted his teeth.

"what?"

There was a trace of confusion in Wuyou's eyes, like an ignorant white rabbit.

Feng Jiuqing ran out of patience and snapped his fingers. Wuyou fainted, but woke up after a while. However, his deep blue eyes became deeper and he looked at Feng Jiuqing with a little evasiveness.

"Qingqing."

Feng Jiuqing sneered: "What did you call me, huh?"

Wuyou looked at Feng Jiuqing pitifully, lowered his head and said sullenly: "Lord God."

"No, I don't deserve it."

The nameless fire in Feng Jiuqing's heart burned more and more fiercely, "Why do I remember some people saying that he is the main god, and I am his main god system, huh?"

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you, Qingqing. I really know I was wrong. Please punish me. I will accept any punishment. Don't be angry, okay?"