Mysterious Organization 036

  His gaze fell on Lü Ke, his posture lazy, his expression indifferent, and his voice flat with a hint of innate coldness: "What does the Imperial Concubine have to tell me?"

  Liu Ke glanced at him and couldn't help but glance at Jiu Yin again, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

  Feng Chenye's large palm landed on Jiu Yin's waist, gently stroking it. The smile on his lips was so wicked that it made women go crazy: "This little slave girl is mine, but feel free to say whatever you want."

  That big palm gently rubbed her steep buttocks, declaring his absolute possession.

  Jiuyin puckered her lips, automatically ignoring his evil intentions, and continued to grind the ink for him with a humble and obedient expression.

  Upon hearing this, although Lu Ke's heart was unwilling, she could only gaze at his eyes, adjust her posture, turn her face to the side and show him her most perfect profile, saying softly:

  "The Imperial Concubine ordered me to remind the Prince that recently, the Crown Prince's faction and the Second Prince's faction have been fighting fiercely. The Sixth Prince was stabbed in the imperial city for no reason and fortunately only suffered minor injuries. The concubine asked the prince to be more careful and beware of someone harming him."

  Feng Chenye didn't say a word, and instead flipped through the books on the table again, occasionally picking up his brush to sketch a few strokes.

  Facing his indifference, Rukou didn't take it to heart. She still lowered her eyebrows and maintained a gentle demeanor:

  "Your Majesty, a new organization has recently emerged in the Imperial City, called Yu Meng. It seems to be working against Feng Meng in every way, and Her Majesty suspects that Yu Meng may be connected to the harem."

  "Who is the person behind Yuemeng, the princess has not yet investigated, but most of the people in Yuemeng are young and beautiful women, they are good at disguising themselves, using their beauty to entice the powerful officials in the capital, obviously wanting to divide the imperial power, Prince, you must be careful with the women around you."

  Having said that, her eyes glanced at Jiu Yin's body, as if hinting at something.

  Obviously feeling the gaze that fell on her, Jiuyin couldn't help but hear the meaning behind her words. She was the Holy Maiden of Western Chu, and after the great war, she became a slave girl of Feng Chenye, brought here to this place.

  It's not her wish to stay by Feng Chen Ye's side, what is she suspicious of?

  She still lowered her eyelids and gently ground the ink for Feng Chen Ye, listening to their conversation content was just a matter of hearing or not hearing, with an air of being unrelated.

  Feng Chenye's gaze was also fixed on the book, occasionally reaching out to rub the slender waist of Jiu Yinruo softly. As for Liu Ke's words, they seemed to have been ignored.

  Lü Ke couldn't help but feel a little impatient, she had experienced the coldness and indifference of Yi Wangye before, but his complete disregard for her was really disheartening.

  She exchanged a glance with Liu Wei, who was clearly getting impatient.

  After entering the Phoenix Alliance, she had never encountered such a difficult man to deal with. Even if her own appearance was slightly inferior, with her sister Lü Jue's beauty and her specially trained charm, how could King Yi still be completely unmoved?

  Before Lu Ke could continue speaking, Lu Yi couldn't help but speak up and say: "Your Highness, the Empress has ordered us to come here this time, hoping that we can follow you from now on and serve you."

  She took two steps forward, standing beside Feng Chen Ye, raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jiu Yin who had been keeping his head down without speaking, her slender jade-like hand stretched out, about to touch Feng Chen Ye's arm:

  "Your Highness, I'll attend to you while you rest."

  "Do you like serving men?" Feng Chenye's gaze finally moved away from the book, but only gave a faint glance at the hand that wanted to touch him.

  For some reason, Liu Wei's face changed when he heard his voice and found him staring at his hand. He didn't know what mood had gotten into him, but he stiffly withdrew his own hand.

  Suddenly there was a feeling of unease, as if I had really touched him just now, and these hands would definitely be ruined by him.

  She herself didn't even know why she was thinking this way.

  It was said that Feng Chenye spoke to himself at night, Liu Yue was stunned for a moment before saying: "Your Highness, I... only serve you."

  Her eyes sparkled with nine sounds, and she couldn't help but despise him intensely.

  Disgusting, learning from others' words.

  She rubbed hard, feeling the big palm of Feng Chenye still ravaging her waist, and couldn't help but slightly turn her body, pulling his hand down: "Your Highness, would you like me to give you a massage?"

  Having said that, he didn't wait for his reaction and reached out to press on his shoulder.

  The old man kept touching her slender waist, afraid that this guy would suddenly touch out a burst of anger.

  Liu Wei stared at her hands, wondering if Yi Wang would cripple them.

  But what disappointed her was that Jiu Yin's hand fell lightly on Feng Chen Ye's shoulder, and pinched it.

  Jiuyin's massage technique was quite mature, she had learned it with great care when she was very young in order to please her foster parents.

  It's a pity that no matter how good she was to them, when she grew up, her adoptive father still pushed her to that old boss who was old enough to be her grandfather just for the sake of a project.

  She later escaped from home and became a part-time student, initially working as an extra in the crew, but was eventually discovered by the director due to her increasing beauty.

  To this day, she still hasn't received her university diploma and isn't considered a qualified university graduate.

  My mind was wandering all along, and suddenly I heard Feng Chenye mention Qingcheng's name, only then did I snap back to reality.

  It's said that Liu Wei likes serving men, so Feng Chen Ye let her and her sister go serve the God of War.

  Jiu Yun's face immediately turned black, and with the sister flowers' enchanting men's methods, it was worth wondering whether the young man who was in his prime and indifferent to emotional matters could withstand the temptation.

  She didn't forget that night when she seduced him so much that he was consumed by passion and couldn't wait to have her immediately.

  Feng Chenye made Liu Ke wait on him at night, could that innocent little man bear it?

  Just thinking of the two of them hugging each other stark naked, Jiuyin subconsciously increased her grip on Fengchenye's fingers, even using all her might, as if she wanted to pinch him to death!

  Feng Chenye also noticed her change, although the intensity was just right for him now, earlier it was a bit too light. However, knowing that she wanted to push him to his limits, his thin lips curled up, not only was he not angry, but a sly and charming smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

  One smile can turn everything upside down.

  The two sisters, Lu Ke and Lu Yi, were immediately enchanted, their eyes fixed on him.

  Jiuyin still pinched him hard, wanting to pinch him until he lost his breath, and take back what she had just said.

  However, pinching his shoulder, can you pinch him to death?

  Feng Chenye's beautiful eyes shifted slightly, looking at Liu Wei, with a smile in his eyes, but it was not hard to see the coldness and chilliness inside: "Go, serve him well."

  Liu Yi immediately lowered his head and retreated two steps, exchanging a glance with Liu Ke before reluctantly backing out.

  Although the war god was also an extremely charming man, the Empress's intention was to let them stay by Prince Yi's side, but Prince Yi ordered them to serve other men. After returning, they didn't know how to report back to the Empress.

  What's more, although the God of War was formidable in the past and renowned throughout the Purple River, he is now a prisoner of war. Following him will never lead to anything good.

  The king lets them serve a prisoner of lower status, isn't he afraid that the noble consort will be unhappy?

  No matter what they thought in their hearts, they all had to leave Feng Chen Ye's room and report to the God of War.

  After they left, the room seemed to have become empty all of a sudden.

  Qing Yi took a step back, lowered his head and bowed to Feng Chen Ye, calmly saying: "Your Highness, since the Seventh Prince is unharmed, please allow us to wait for the sandstorm to pass before continuing our journey."

  Feng Chen nodded slightly.

  Qing Yi bowed to him again before taking his leave and going out the door.

  Originally thought when leaving, it was possible to bid farewell and leave, no need to wait for him to take the initiative to ask people to leave.

  Jiu Yin thought for a moment, then decided to relax his broad shoulders, imitating the green-robed man's mannerisms as he took two steps back and bowed: "Your Highness, I...I'll take my leave first."

  Feng Chenye kept staring at her, but didn't say a word.

  I don't know what he means by this, Jiu Yin raised her eyelids and took a stealthy glance at him, accidentally meeting his gaze, which was like that of a leopard staring at its prey. She was startled and quickly lowered her head again.

  Unable to wait for his response, she thought about how the man in green had also bowed and said "goodbye" before automatically disappearing. She took a deep breath and finally stepped out towards the door.

  Just wish that Wind Xuan Ye can't see her at night, and let her disappear automatically, amen!

  "Who allowed you to leave?"

  A cold sentence hid a few obvious words of discontent that could be heard by people, and suddenly scared Jiuyin's footsteps.

  His next sentence made her heart skip a beat: "Or are you eager to serve under me?"

  "Not!" Jiuyin replied swiftly, flipping up her hem and quickly returning to his side, once again extending her hand to rub his shoulder, gently rubbing while asking in a well-behaved tone: "Your Highness, is this pressure suitable?"

  "Again, focus." Feng Chenye ignored her and opened his book again.

  Just now, the flash of disdain and resentment at the bottom of her eyes, how could he miss it? However, this woman's massage technique is still decent, and for the time being, he doesn't have the mind to bother with her too much.

  Anyway, she was his slave, and he wasn't afraid of her disobedience. With a heart that refused to submit, he would discipline her until she obeyed him completely.

  Feng Chenye didn't respond to Jiu Yin again, he just quietly flipped through the book, and Jiu Yin stood beside him silently and attentively serving him.

  Time passed bit by bit, and Jiuyin was getting a little tired, her eyelids were very heavy, and even standing up was almost unbearable to fall asleep.

  It wasn't until much later that Feng Chenye finally put down the book in his hand and walked straight to the edge of the bed.

  Jiǔ Yīn didn't know if he could leave or not, but seeing him walk towards the large bed, his heart became a few points more tense.

  She expressed her feelings to him tonight and said that she would only serve him alone. I don't know if he heard this sentence, will it cause misunderstanding?

  Just as Jiuyin was feeling anxious, Fengchen had already arrived at the bedside and removed his shoes and socks. He sat down on the bed, raised his eyes to look at Jiuyin who was still standing quietly beside the desk, and smiled slyly: "Come over and serve me, my little slave girl."