The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

After Feng Luan finished speaking those words, Ye Yang couldn't help being startled, a little surprised.

Wait, what's going on, I haven't seen you for a few days, why is this kid so talkative all of a sudden.

If he hadn't been determined to be a straight man in his heart, he would have been fascinated by these glib love words.

Ye Yang tried his best to lean back and stay away from Feng Luan, and retorted seriously: "That's nothing special, I'd be great if I were the emperor's master."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan seemed to be afraid that he would lean back and fall off the horse again, so he didn't dare to get too close, but let the horse walk close to him, raising his eyebrows and asking: "Do you want to be my teacher? What do you want to teach me?"

Ye Yang: "Uh..."

Ye Yang started to feel awkward.

If in his world, with his original physical fitness, he would still be able to boast that he could teach the other party to grapple and wrestle, but now, with his small body, he would have to go back and practice from scratch, let alone When someone else's master, he would feel ashamed if the news spread.

At this moment, he hated himself for not being versatile enough in his life. He knew that Feng Luan was a man of both civil and martial arts. Those who could be the emperor's teacher were either great talents or great generals. It was not Ye Yang's turn to speak in this regard, but the words had already been spoken. it's -

Feng Luan was still complacent, and said: "If you can really teach me, then I'd like to call you Mr."

Ye Yang: "..."

Heh, Emperor Dog, you look down on people, right?

"Okay!" Ye Yang said loudly, "I'll teach you!"

Feng Luan smiled and said, "What are you going to teach me?"

Ye Yang: "Outside the pass!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Fearing that the two of them would get lost on horseback again, Shen Shaoheng followed closely behind the guards: "...Poof."

After a pause, Feng Luan forced himself to ask, "What do you think you want to teach me?"

Ye Yang replied earnestly, "We generally don't say anything, we all say whatever."

Feng Luan: "..."

Seeing Feng Luan frowning slightly, Ye Yang seemed to want to refuse to refute, so he rushed to speak before Feng Luan said, "Your Majesty, you just said it yourself, if I can teach you, you can call me Mr. !"

Feng Luan: "...Yes."

Ye Yang: "You have no jokes, you can't go back on your word!"

Feng Luan gritted his teeth: "...Yes."

Ye Yang giggled: "It's a good relationship, first call Mr. Gou Yun, I guarantee you a seven-day crash course, including teaching and training, and you will never forget it."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang thought that this was already the ultimate way to offend the emperor, but Feng Luan just frowned slightly, as if he was a little bit embarrassed, the favorability did not change at all, which made Ye Yang feel a little headache.

But he could also feel Feng Luan's slight resistance to his own accent, Feng Luan didn't mind him talking like this, but if Feng Luan wanted to become like him... Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan must not like it very much.

coming!This is another chance to reduce favorability from God!

While still chatting on the horse, Ye Yang decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue, looked at Feng Luan with a smile, and said, "Sir, shall we call first?"

Feng Luan: "...Mr."

Seeing him deflated, Ye Yang felt happy, and hurriedly responded a few times, only to feel that it was a physical and mental comfort.

But Feng Luan seemed to accept this setting very quickly, and even felt that it was a different feeling to call his Servant Mr., so he looked at Ye Yang and asked, "How do you want to teach me, Mister?"

Ye Yang corrected him again: "We usually don't say what, we all say what."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "Come again?"

Feng Luan reluctantly said: "...how... teach."

Ye Yang: "No, no, you have to say the whole sentence together."

Feng Luan: "..."

Seeing Feng Luan's inner conflict, he felt extremely proud.

He knew that there was no way for this face-conscious dog emperor to really learn any dialect from him. According to his understanding of Feng Luan, Feng Luan was extremely dignified no matter whether he was standing or sitting. Outside of his own sleep, Feng Luan lay flat and motionless even when he fell asleep, Ye Yang guessed that he couldn't lose face, and wanted to tease him intentionally, while Shen Shaoheng had already galloped forward to rescue the emperor.

Shen Shaoheng coughed, and said: "Servant Yun, learning something takes time and time, learning new things by reviewing the past, it is definitely not something that can be done quickly in a day or two..."

Ye Yang replied: "You also said that it takes time to accumulate, don't be afraid, learning a language is to speak out boldly!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Shen Shaoheng: "This..."

Feng Luan finally couldn't take it anymore: "Nonsense."

Ye Yang continued to correct him: "You have to say fuck off, look, how imposing!"

Shen Shaoheng finally couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed out loud again, Feng Luan glared at him, but he couldn't hold it in anymore, after laughing for a while, Feng Luan angrily pointed at him and said angrily, "You—"

Ye Yang immediately interfaced: "—Get lost!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Shen Shaoheng managed to hold back the laughter that was about to come out, and said in a hurry: "Yes, yes, I'm going to get lost, Your Majesty, Yun Shijun, you continue."

Shen Shaoheng reined in the reins and made the horse fall behind them, Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan and smiled, then asked: "Your Majesty, do you still want to learn?"

Feng Luan didn't speak.

"Even if you don't learn, you can't take back what you say." Ye Yang said again, "You will call me Mr.—"

Only then did Feng Luan open his mouth, and said, "I will never break my promise."

Ye Yang: "Okay, we've been here for a long time, I don't believe your accent is not recognized by me..."

Before the words finished, Feng Luan had pulled his horse forward and leaned close to him, almost whispering in his ear: "If you have any advice, sir, I will always listen to it."

He was too close, and the hot and humid breath brushed against his ear, causing numbness. Ye Yang was startled, and hurriedly dodged back, shouting: "Why are you like this!"

Feng Luan said: "Sir, didn't you just say that, you usually don't say why—"

Ye Yangji's face was flushed, and he shouted, "Why are you doing this!"

Feng Luan still smiled with him: "I haven't learned it yet, I want to hear Mr. say it a few more times."

Ye Yang: "..."

Dog emperor, stinky rascal!

Shen Shaoheng rode his horse behind, today Yuyinwei needed to help him escort the prisoner, Lve Ying never hid his whereabouts, rode beside him on horseback, stared at Ye Yang and Feng Luan carefully, it took a long time to come to a conclusion, Said: "The emperor is laughing."

Shen Shaoheng knew what he wanted to say, and replied: "Yes, the emperor hasn't been this happy for a long time."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly heard commotion at the back of the team, a person galloped forward and hurriedly said to him: "Lord Shen, there is a letter from the capital."

This person is the exclusive pigeon trainer of Yuyinwei. Every time Yuyinwei arrives with the emperor, he will lay bait along the way so that the pigeons of Weizhong can track down their whereabouts. This method is not often used, even now Only the Yu Yinwei and Feng Luan's cronies who stayed behind in Beijing knew about the method of sending the letter, so Shen Shaoheng couldn't help feeling uneasy, and actually had a faint sense of foreboding.

He took the small bamboo tube that was picked off from the carrier pigeon's feet, saw a blue lacquer mark painted on the bamboo tube, and knew that it was passed down by Prime Minister Yun, so he rode forward directly, came to Feng Luan's side again, and said: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Yun has faith."

Feng Luan was still joking with Ye Yang, he was in a very good mood, he didn't think too much about Shen Shaoheng's sudden interjection, and said to Shen Shaoheng with a smile: "What's the matter, Prime Minister Yun?"

Shen Shaoheng handed over the small bamboo tube, and said, "An urgent message from the Yu Yinwei."

Only then did Feng Luan frowned, took the bamboo tube, opened the seal, and poured out a note from it. Ye Yang looked at him curiously, and saw his surprised eyes, with complicated expressions, he couldn't tell what he was doing right now. What is the mood.

After a while, Feng Luan put away the note and said in a soft voice: "Shaoheng, send an order to Lve Ying to escort Chu Yeshu and others. You and I will return to Beijing immediately."

Although Shen Shaoheng didn't know what happened, but seeing Feng Luan's solemn expression, he immediately took orders and went to the back to find Lie Ying to send the order.Ye Yang knew that something serious had happened, but he didn't know whether he should talk too much, he was hesitating, but Feng Luan had already looked up at him, paused for a moment, and spoke softly.

"The Queen Mother has collapsed."

……

Ye Yang couldn't help being stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He knew that the Empress Dowager had been ill for a long time, and she usually ate fast and recited Buddhism in the palace, and did not care about political affairs. After raising an heir, the Queen Mother ordered Feng Luan to marry her niece Ming Yan as his concubine in order to suppress Chu Lian.

According to Ye Yang's calculations, the end of the Autumn Hunting Party has not been long now, and when it comes to the plot in the book, perhaps less than a third of it has passed.

If because he survived, many things in the book changed, and the plot gradually changed from the book, but the queen mother died of illness in the original book, could he even change the queen mother's illness?

Ye Yang felt something was wrong.

He saw Feng Luan's solemn expression, and was worried that Feng Luan would be sad. Before he could say "Sorrow and change", Feng Luan continued: "The Empress Dowager passed away unexpectedly. I am not in Beijing. Prime Minister Yun dare not announce it to the public. There may be a big change. , just keep it secret, I will rush back to Beijing immediately."

He looked extremely calm, he didn't seem to be in the slightest bit of grief, Ye Yang couldn't help being startled, just looked at him with a frown, without saying a word, and continued to listen to what he said.

"You are not in good health. If you travel day and night, I am worried that you will not be able to take it." Feng Luan hesitated, "You...you should stay here with Lve Ying."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang remembered that Shen Shaoheng said that Concubine Feng Luan's mother passed away too early, and then he was brought up by the queen mother, even if the queen mother was harsh and strict, mother and child have been for many years, so it is not possible that they have no feelings at all.

It's just that it's an emergency, and he needs to deal with it calmly, especially because people in high positions are always used to wearing masks to hide their emotions on their faces.

Ye Yang understands that as long as he is a human being, he will always have emotions. He is a little worried about Feng Luan. At the same time, he also understands that the Empress Dowager's death may be different, and going to Beijing will be stormy.

If he returns to Beijing with Feng Luan, he will be involved in this vortex, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to get out in the future.

"Don't talk about what's there, I'll go back with you." Ye Yang said seriously, "When are you leaving?"

If it is involved, he has already been deeply involved.

What kind of wind and rain vortex, he has died once before passing through the book, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Feng Luan: "...OK."

It was as if a heavy weight had landed on his heart, and his original dignified expression relaxed a little, Ye Yang was about to speak to comfort him, but he didn't say the sentence "sorry by the way", and swallowed it back again.

He saw the change in Feng Luan's favorability.

"Feng Luan's favorability +50, current favorability is 283"

Ye Yang: "..."

Yes, they all died once.

Heh, the higher the favorability, the higher, what is there to be afraid of!