The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Before Shen Shaoheng finished speaking, Feng Luan's face turned dark.

How can I say this is the beautiful flower room that he has painstakingly arranged to apologize to Ye Yang, how can Shen Shaoheng say that this is the mourning hall? !

Feng Luan was angry.

He was about to reprimand, but when he turned his head, he saw Ye Yang's obviously suppressed and fearful expression, and all the words that came to his mouth were choked in his throat, and even he himself began to have some self-doubt.

This...is it really like a mourning hall?

When Ye Yang heard someone say what he was thinking, he couldn't help but give Shen Shaoheng a look of approval, hoping that Shen Shaoheng could say a few more words for him, so that Feng Luan could understand how much he had done.

Feng Luan was silent.

In the No.20 three years of his life, he doubted his own aesthetics for the first time.

Before Shen Shaoheng realized that his death was approaching, he walked around the bed filled with wreaths of chrysanthemums twice, feeling even more emotional in his heart, and said: "Isn't this like that... the coffin that is still alive, and it just needs a cover— —”

He thought it was funny, with a smile on his face, he turned his head to look at Feng Luan and Ye Yang, seeing the cold expression on Feng Luan's face, he shivered first, and asked: "Your Majesty, could this be you... ..."

Feng Luan sneered, and asked him: "What's missing? What's missing?"

Shen Shaoheng: "..."

Shen Shaoheng shut up.

Just now, he still felt that his future was boundless, but at this moment...he really wanted to slap himself hard.

Let you talk too much, just talk too much!

Ye Yang was still hugging the quilt and sitting at the side, now that there are more people in the tent, the yang energy is stronger, he feels relieved, he can listen to Feng Luan and Shen Shaoheng, but the atmosphere has dropped to freezing point, Feng Luan looked at Shen Shaoheng coldly, Shen Shaoheng was so panicked that his calves were trembling, and he didn't know how to get back on the scene, so he opened his mouth after a while and said, "Your... Your Majesty, what happened just now..."

Let's talk business!As long as we talk about business, the emperor might forget what happened just now!

Feng Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, he really didn't want to ask about the mourning hall any more, but he also disliked the bed, pulled a chair and sat down, and said to Shen Shaoheng: "Continue."

Seeing that Feng Luan really didn't mind Ye Yang hearing this, Shen Shaoheng said tremblingly: "The King of Jinghuai County should know about Wei Shi's private casting of ironware, and I have investigated it. Wei Shi has never believed in ghosts and gods. At the beginning of the year, he accompanied his wife I went to pay homage to the Huguo Temple, and after I came back, I suddenly became a devout believer. I would go to the Huguo Temple every now and then.

It is related to the one in the national temple. "

Feng Luan was already in a bad mood, but when Shen Shaoheng mentioned Huguo Temple, his face became even more gloomy, obviously extremely unhappy.

Shen Shaoheng suggested in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I think, now is really not a good time to leave Beijing..."

"Wei Shi is in our hands, and Jinghuai doesn't know how much you and I know, so he shouldn't act rashly." Feng Luan said, "What's more, there is Yunlin in the capital, and Jinghuai has no soldiers available, so he dare not make a move. .”

Ye Yang was a little surprised when he heard the elder brother's name, and couldn't help but listen more seriously, and was even a little curious about what Feng Luan and Shen Shaoheng were talking about.

"I will send a decree to Yun Lin and Prime Minister Yun, ordering them to keep an eye on Jinghuai. All letters and messages in the county palace must pass the eyes of Prime Minister Yun." Feng Luan said softly, "You make people look up to Huguo Temple, Wei Shi is just an ordinary pilgrim, even Wei Shi can see him, Commander Shen must have neglected his duty."

Shen Shaoheng: "..."

Commander Shen?

Except for the officials before, the emperor never called him that!

He panicked and admitted his mistake, his heart sank to the bottom, he never thought that his official career would be ruined on this day.

Yes, destroyed in the mourning hall.

Feng Luan had ordered him to retreat, Shen Shaoheng walked out of the tent, in a trance.

It's over, the emperor still talked to him in that tone in the end, obviously the anger was still there, and he was very angry with the "mourning hall" he said.

He is still so young, he can't let his official career be ruined here.

He has to find a way!

……

Ye Yang was listening to the whole process, but he was completely at a loss, he really couldn't figure out what Feng Luan and Shen Shaoheng were going to say.

Optimistic about Huguo Temple?What's so good about a group of big monks?But he didn't know if he could ask, so he hugged the quilt even tighter, racking his brains on how to get Feng Luan to sleep in another place.

Unexpectedly, Feng Luan had already looked at him and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan understood.

He lost his eyebrows, but he still stood up, and asked Ye Yang to put on his robe first, and go to rest with him in his tent, and he will arrange the bouquet of flowers in the tent.

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had finally escaped the threat of death, he hurriedly packed up his things, followed Feng Luan's pace, before he paid the bill, he heard Feng Luan say a word again.

"I know you are curious." Feng Luan said, "If you want to know these things, I will tell you."

Ye Yang: "..."

He doesn't want to know.

What Feng Luan and Shen Shaoheng talked about just now seems to be confidential, the more you know

The sooner he dies, if he can, he wishes he didn't even hear the conversation between Feng Luan and Shen Shaoheng.

But now he wished Feng Luan could leave sooner, as long as Feng Luan could leave here, he didn't dare to make Feng Luan angry, so he stood still and waited for Feng Luan to continue.

"I think Wei Shi should have seen a person in Huguo Temple." Feng Luan said softly, "You should have heard of this person, Ayang."

Ye Yang saw that Feng Luan lowered his eyelids slightly, and his face was closed, as if he was deliberately hiding something, hiding everything under that cold appearance, but he was short of breath, as if he remembered something unsightly In the past, that expression really resembled Ye Yang's appearance when he saw him having a nightmare, what he wanted to grasp, everything was in front of his eyes, but it was all vain.

The King of Jinghuai County, the private cast iron, the mysterious man in Huguo Temple, nightmare, nightmare, nightmare——

A lot of words slowly gathered in his mind, Ye Yang seemed to wake up at this moment, and understood all the conversation between Shen Shaoheng and Feng Luan just now.

Qia Fengluan spoke softly, but tried his best to maintain a steady tone, and said, "Have you heard of King Shenyang?"

Ye Yang: "..."

If Ye Yang remembered correctly, the folks said that Feng Luan was called a tyrant, and that Feng Luan disregarded blood and family ties in order to seize the throne. One of the most serious crimes was killing his brother Feng Yue, who was a compatriot of his mother.

As far as he was concerned, the other brothers were not from his compatriots, but Feng Yue was different. They had the same father and mother, and grew up together. It was not until the concubine passed away due to illness that they were separated and raised by the two concubines.

Feng Luan didn't show mercy to his brothers. In terms of morality and ethics, how could such a vicious and tyrannical person be able to shoulder the burden of the king of a country.

But now it seems that Feng Yue is not dead, the mysterious person in Huguo Temple should be him.

Not only that, Wei Shi and the king of Jinghuai County privately cast ironware, and it is most likely because of him.

Ye Yang couldn't understand what was going on in his mind, this matter was obviously a top secret of the royal family, perhaps not many people in the harem knew about it, but Feng Luan told him about it... After all, he is not the original character in the book, and he grew up In the environment of grown-ups, there is far no such intrigue, let alone such scenes of brotherly killing, he doesn't know this-->>

At this moment, should he comfort Feng Luan, or promise Feng Luan that he will keep his mouth shut, and from now on just pretend that he has never heard of this matter.

He only knew that at the moment he looked up at Feng Luan's eyebrows, the look in those eyebrows, and the remorse and guilt that Feng Luan felt when he had nightmares several times, these are definitely not the emotions that a tyrannical person should have.

If

Feng Luan is the kind of person that people say, he will never have nightmares every night. Over the years, he can't even sleep well.

Ye Yang already had the answer in his heart.

He wrapped his outer robe tightly, took Feng Luan's arm and walked out.

"Whoever he is, I don't know him." Ye Yang muttered in a low voice, "We don't care about whoever we love."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan took Ye Yang's hand, walked out of the tent, and saw that the night was just right outside. At this moment, Feng Luan somehow remembered a sentence Ye Yang once said.

It was July [-]th, the Ghost Festival.

Ye Yang pretended to be a ghost, pointing to the road where there was no one, and said that his man of destiny would definitely come along this road tonight.

Ye Yang said that the man was in his twenties, thin, cute, upright, and unparalleled in appearance.

And that night.

Ye Yang, who was planning to leave, also walked towards him from that road.

He tightened his five fingers, slightly bent his lips, and lowered his eyes to look at Ye Yang who was walking in front of him.

He saw the fire light reflected on Ye Yang's handsome profile, and those black eyes seemed to be shining brightly, as if there was a layer of warm gleam in his heart.

Yes.

He is a man of destiny, lovable and unparalleled in appearance.

……

Ye Yang pretended to be sick for two days. Two days later, when the army withdrew and Qiu Lie's team turned back to Beijing, he followed Feng Luan's orders and hid in place for a long time before Feng Luan changed into his regular clothes and Shen Shaoheng brought him Ma, the day of his private visit with the emperor's micro-service is finally coming.

only……

Ye Yang frowned, looking at the only two horses in front of him, he felt something was wrong.

"That..." Ye Yang coughed and asked, "Commander Shen, where is my Land Rover?"

When Shen Shaoheng saw him, he frowned deliberately, his face was full of exaggeration, holding back his extremely poor acting skills, he forcefully acted out his face full of surprise.

"Yun Shijun! Why are you here!" Shen Shaoheng said in shock, "Shouldn't you have gone back with the army?!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "..."

Wait, Feng Luan didn't tell Shen Shaoheng that he would also go with him, right?

Shen Shaoheng coughed heavily again, with regret on his face.

His career self-help plan has begun!

"Ah! What should I do, I didn't bring Shijun Yun's horse!" Shen Shaoheng said loudly, "Your Majesty! I didn't know that Shijun Yun would also go with me!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "..."

Shen Shaoheng was troubled.

"In that case!" Shen Shaoheng sighed heavily, his eyes shining with the hope that his official career will be smooth again, "How about... Your Majesty, will you ride with Yun Shijun?"

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