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

Chapter 355 Today's Wedding Night

"My Lord! You are still alive!"

Qi Nian, Wen Chu and others could not believe their eyes. They were the ones who buried the master with their own hands, so how could the master appear in front of them again?

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you really want me to die?"

"No! No! How is that possible!" Qi Nian denied it immediately, tears streaming down his eyes, and he rushed over to give Feng Jiuqing a bear hug.

Feng Jiuqing patted Qi Nian on the back and said softly, "I'm sorry."

At first Feng Jiuqing still felt a little guilty, but after everyone gave him a bear hug and pulled his clothes to wipe his tears, Feng Jiuqing became numb.

"Master, why didn't you tell us that you were still alive? We all thought you were dead. Wen Chu howled louder than a pig slaughtered during the New Year!" Qi Nian wiped his tears and cried like a little cat.

Wen Chu glared at Qi Nian: "You talk as if you can be any better. I wonder who is the one who is drunk and acting crazy in the middle of the night these days!"

Feng Jiuqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly: "I'm sorry, I have my reasons."

"What's your difficulty? Sir, why don't you tell me, an old woman, about it?"

The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face froze. He turned around woodenly, leaned forward and bowed, saying, "Mother."

Before Feng Jiuqing could figure out how to explain, he was pulled back to his room by the wet nurse by the ear. As the door slammed shut, Feng Jiuqing's heart finally died.

There is only one person in the world who can scare Feng Jiuqing, and coincidentally, that person is right in front of him.

Anyway, the door was closed, and Feng Jiuqing added another layer of restriction.

Although the wet nurse was only a person in a small world and only existed for a very small period of time in his long life, the years he spent relying on the wet nurse were extremely important to Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing had never been so obedient before. He knelt on the ground and said honestly: "Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have--"

Before she could finish her words, she was hugged by her nurse: "Qingqing, how could you scare me like this? You know, when I heard the news of your death and saw your body, my heart was broken!"

"Although you are not born by mother, you were raised by her. You are her flesh and blood! How can you let her die before you?"

Feng Jiuqing lowered his head, his face full of guilt, and said softly: "I was wrong, don't cry, mother. If you are angry, you can beat me or punish me, but don't get angry and hurt your body."

The nurse hugged Feng Jiuqing tightly and cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. "How could mother bear to punish you? But Qingqing, mother is old, can you please stop scaring me?"

Feng Jiuqing immediately pointed to the sky and swore: "I will never do that again, mother. I swear I will never make you worry again."

"Boom!"

There was a thunder in the sky just as Feng Jiuqing finished speaking.

The wet nurse cried even harder instantly. Feng Jiuqing said all kinds of nice things while looking up at the sky sinisterly. He had not taken any action for many years, and the world's consciousness seemed to have drifted away.

The world consciousness was trembling with fear. God knows, he just felt the breath of the Lord God and came here to pay a visit to his superior. He was just in a hurry and accidentally sneezed. He really didn't mean it!

The Lord God who is kind-hearted and beautiful must believe in him!

Feng Jiuqing was about to say that the wet nurse was still crying. It took him a lot of effort to coax her into submission. As soon as he walked out of the room, before he had time to collect his consciousness, he saw an acquaintance and he froze in place.

The man's eyes were red, and he reached out to touch Feng Jiuqing in disbelief, then said in a tearful voice: "Qingqing, it's great that you're still alive."

Feng Jiuqing's pupils turned golden and then returned to normal in an instant.

Feng Jiuqing narrowed his eyes and smiled kindly at the man: "Wuyou, long time no see."

Although Feng Jiuqing's voice was calm, it seemed to be a bit gnashing of teeth when listened carefully.

Wuyou seemed to have heard nothing. He walked forward and hugged Feng Jiuqing in his arms. Big tears fell down and hit Feng Jiuqing.

"I thought you were dead, Qingqing, I thought I would never see you again! Can I hold you for a while longer, Qingqing, I missed you so much."

Feng Jiuqing laughed angrily: "Of course, absolutely. But is just a hug enough?"

Wuyou's eyes flashed with surprise, and his tone was filled with disbelief: "Qingqing?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled brightly, leaned close to Wuyou's ear, and said seductively: "Wuyou, I know you like me. Look, Mo Ling is dead now, and there is no one else between us. Do you want to be with me, huh?"

Wuyou blinked his eyes, his azure eyes gradually filled with joy, but his tone was a little doubtful: "Really, Qingqing? Are you really willing to accept me?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Of course, you are also an emperor, you are good-looking, and you are very kind to me, why would I not want to accept you?"

Wuyou hesitated a little: "But——"

"Don't say but, let's have the wedding night today!"