Chapter 1111: Transfiguration Divine Skill

Murong Fu looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and pushed open the window.

Zhao Jinling heard a noise outside, and said which palace maid on night had come in, and scolded without raising her head, "Get out! I don't need you to serve." ”

Murong Fu turned over and jumped into the hall, put his hands behind his back, walked leisurely, and slowly walked to the big bed.

"I'm not saying...... Ahh

Murong Fu didn't even bother to put down the soundproof real air mask this time, and stared at Zhao Jinling on the bed with a smile.

Soon there were footsteps outside the hall, and a palace maid asked, "Emperor, what's wrong?"

Zhao Jinling quickly came back to her senses and subconsciously replied, "No...... It's okay, don't come in. ”

The footsteps outside paused, and faded away.

Zhao Jinling quickly pulled up the quilt and covered her body, staring at Murong Fu with an indifferent expression, "Who are you?"

Her voice was cold, and her face was frosty, but judging from her gently beating eyelids and slightly trembling voice, she was nervous. Although Murong Fu should not be able to recognize her original appearance now, she still instinctively felt scared.

A wicked smile flashed across Murong Fu's face, "You really don't know who I am?"

Zhao Jinling was a little weak-hearted, trying her best to control her facial muscles to stay calm, and kept telling herself in her heart, "He can't know who I am, he can't know ......"

said in his mouth, "Do you know what kind of place this is, your trespassing in the harem is a big crime of the Nine Clans, while no one finds out, I advise you to leave quickly." ”

Hearing this, Murong Fu's face couldn't help but be a little weird, and he suddenly laughed.

"You...... What are you laughing at?" Zhao Jinling couldn't help but ask, I don't know why, in front of Murong Fu, she was like a transparent person, everything would be seen through by him, and she was thinking about how to take revenge before, but now she didn't dare to have any ideas, she just hoped that this devil could leave quickly.

Murong Fu's laughter gradually stopped, he took two steps forward, leaned over to stare at Zhao Jinling's delicate and charming face, and teased in his mouth, "It's strange, this son trespassed into the Forbidden Palace, and also saw the wonderful body of Lord Emperor Ji, Lord Emperor Ji actually persuaded me to leave, shouldn't I be arrested and dismantled, and the five horses and corpses should be divided?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Jinling immediately came back to his senses, under normal circumstances, trespassing in the forbidden palace is already a big crime, and just now he looked at his body, which is enough to be charged with the crime of defiling the harem, this is a felony of raiding the family and exterminating the clan, and he only asked him to leave, this reaction is too abnormal.

Thinking of this, her face turned red and white for a while, and then quickly calmed down, and said lightly, "Ben Diji has no power to restrain the chicken, and it is a matter of innocence, what else can I do except let you leave?"

Murong Fuden was speechless, if he didn't know the reason, he couldn't find any words to refute, and immediately asked, "Then Emperor Ji thinks that this prince will leave?"

"You...... What do you want?" Zhao Jinling faintly felt that Murong Fu knew something, but she couldn't believe it, she was treated like that by him before, the main reason why she was able to endure it was that the face was not the real face, but if Murong Fu knew that she was that "Ling'er", she wouldn't know how to live.

Murong Fu sneered, and suddenly grabbed Zhao Jinling over, pinching her white neck, "My son has no patience to play, where is your master, where is Ping'er?"

When Zhao Jinling heard this, his face was pale and bloodless, and there was only one thought in his mind, he knew, he really knew, I did those things in front of him, I was really ashamed, what should I do? What should I do......

Murong Fu saw that her face was pale and her expression was sluggish, so he couldn't help but be stunned, let go a little, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you think I won't kill you?"

Zhao Jinling's expression moved slightly, and she was still a little unwilling in her heart, "I don't understand what you say." ”

"You don't have to pretend," Murong Fu smiled indifferently, "Your full name is 'Zhao Jinling', you are the Pure Blessing Emperor of the Song Court Royal Family, and you are also the 'Ling'er' who has been by my side before." ”

Zhao Jinling's last trace of luck was shattered, and she muttered in her mouth, "You...... How do you know?"

"What's so difficult about this, you are known as the first beauty in the capital, and it couldn't be easier to find your portrait. Murong Fu said vaguely, in fact, although Zhao Jinling is known as the first beauty in the capital, almost no one has seen her true face, after all, she is a royal princess, and the title is more of a symbol.

"So, you already know my identity?" Zhao Jinling suddenly remembered something, and her face turned a little paler.

Murong Fu nodded silently.

"You...... You ......" Zhao Jinling pointed at Murong Fu tremblingly, her expression gradually became crazy, and suddenly she broke away from his hand, pounced on him and bit and scratched, while scolding vaguely, "Liar, why didn't you say it earlier, you still treated me like that, you did it on purpose, how do you let me live, you kill me......"

Murong Fu didn't expect her reaction to be so big, as if something had collapsed, like crazy and hysterical.

It's no wonder that no matter what Murong Fu does to her, she can endure it all along, the reason is that her face is not true, but now that she knows that Murong Fu has long known her true identity, how can she bear it if the last bit of dignity in front of him is also broken.

Zhao Jinling didn't wear any clothes in the first place, but now the whole person was attached to Murong Fu's body, which quickly caused him to react, after all, she was a young and beautiful girl, and it was difficult to react if she didn't want to.

Murong Fu is not a righteous gentleman, he still has an evil fire in his heart, and the two sides are enemies, where can he be polite, he imprisoned her hands with his backhand, shook off her clothes and pressed down.

Zhao Jinling's heart was shocked, she was a little sober, and her first thought was to resist, but somehow, her body quickly softened, she couldn't lift any strength, and the idea of resisting in her heart gradually weakened, and in the end, she faintly looked forward to it.

I was in a daze, and I don't know how long it took, a tearing pain came, and Zhao Jinling felt an inexplicable loss in her heart, and soon lost her mind again.

The next day, outside the palace of Emperor Chunfu of Jinfu Palace, eight palace maids stood here in unison, they were holding hot water and towels, obviously to serve Emperor Ji to get up, but somehow, Emperor Ji, who got up at midnight on weekdays, did not get up when it arrived today, and the hot water was changed twice.

A group of palace maids have begun to talk to each other, whispering.

"What's wrong with Emperor Ji today?

"Could it be that Emperor Ji is unwell, should we call the Imperial Doctor?"

"Yes, let's go to Gonggong Zhang first and ask him to call the imperial doctor. ”

......

"Okay, don't talk about it. The first of the older palace maids suddenly snorted coldly, stopping everyone's discussion, she frowned deeply, and said slowly, "Emperor Ji told me to wait outside, let's just wait." ”

One of the palace maids hesitated and said, "Sister Xing'er, what if...... I mean, if something happens to the Emperor, we're going to do nothing, and we're going to cause a big disaster. ”

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the palace maids also nodded in agreement, and the older palace maid's face was a little solemn, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded, "Wait for another half an hour, if the emperor doesn't summon him, I'll go and talk to Gonggong Zhang." ”

What they didn't know was that at this time, in the dormitory, on the comfortable and soft goose down bed, Murong Fu was lying on his back, and Zhao Jinling was leaning over to clean up the traces left by his morning luck.

At this time, Zhao Jinling's expression was complicated, there was unwillingness, resentment, and a little bit of indescribable strange emotions, and more of a deep powerlessness, she felt that she would not be able to escape Murong Fu's clutches in this life.

On the other hand, Murong Fu was in a good mood, and the depression accumulated over the past few days was swept away, and sometimes he had to admit that he would indeed get sick if he held it for a long time.

"By the way, what's going on with your face?" Murong Fu suddenly remembered Zhao Jinling's flawless disguise technique, and asked with interest.

Zhao Jinling raised her head and hesitated, "I'...... Can you let me go?"

Murong Fu was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled, "You are already my person, where do you want to go?"

"No, I don't want it," Zhao Jinling suddenly became excited, "I am a dignified Emperor of the Song Dynasty, my concubine is the generalissimo who commands thousands of troops and horses, and I only love me for the rest of my life, I don't want to be your slave, I don't want to ......"

As she spoke, two lines of crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing her heartbroken appearance like this, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and secretly smiled bitterly, in the end, he still didn't control his trouser belt, but the matter has come to this, regret is no different, he will not give a woman to others, even if it is a plaything, and immediately looked cold, "You remember to me, from today on, you are my woman, unless I die, if you dare to marry someone else, I will kill his whole family." ”

Then his tone softened, "Besides, you've already given me all your body, do you think you can still marry someone else?"

Zhao Jinling cried louder when she landed, and she was in an uproar, so she was not sad.

"Okay," Murong Fu gently took her into his arms, "as long as you are obedient, I will be good to you." ”

Zhao Jinling's crying gradually stopped, and she lay quietly in his arms without speaking, and she didn't know whether she was dead or dead.

"Now tell me where you learned your disguise technique?" asked Murong Fu.

Zhao Jinling was silent for a moment, "That's not a disguise technique, but a lost strange mental method." ”

"Strange Mind Method?" Murong Fu was stunned when he heard this, he had never heard of any martial arts that could change his appearance.

Zhao Jinling nodded, "The mental method is called 'Shape Change', and when you practice to the realm of Dacheng, you can change your appearance at will, including the body shape, the length and thickness of your hands and feet, and you can change it as you like, I only practice a little fur now, and I can only do the simplest way to change my appearance, and it's not flawless, it's just that you haven't found it." ”

As she spoke, she raised her head, the skin on her face squirmed slightly, and gradually changed to the ordinary appearance she had when she first saw her.