The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

After Feng Yue finished writing this sentence, he threw the pen on the table, and lay down on the chair with his eyes wandering, as if he had made up his mind not to talk to them again, and even completely emptied himself.

And Feng Luan picked up the note, frowned, and read the contents of the note carefully and word by word.

"Mo, suffer, old, son?" Feng Luan was very puzzled, "You told me not to touch you? Ah Yue, how can you call yourself like that, where did you learn such vulgar language?"

Feng Yue's eyes were dull and he didn't move. Two cats chased and ran and jumped over his head. He just pretended that nothing happened and didn't hear anything.

Ye Yang felt very strange.

Wait, don't beat me?This is Sichuan dialect, right? !

Ye Yang froze for a moment, then turned to Feng Luan, lowered his voice and asked: "Your Majesty, where is Concubine Liu from?"

Although Feng Luan didn't know why he asked such a question, he still replied in a straightforward manner: "Mother and concubine is from Beijing."

Ye Yang: "...the imperial concubine?"

Feng Luan: "I was born in Jiangnan."

Ye Yang was puzzled, if so, where did Feng Yue learn this Sichuan dialect?But...it's just a sentence of Sichuan dialect, which doesn't explain too much of the problem. Among the monks in Baobuqi Huguo Temple, some of them can speak Sichuan dialect.

Feng Luan was still struggling with the self-proclaim that Feng Yue used, he couldn't figure it out, Feng Yue was the one who cared the most about etiquette in the past, how could he say such vulgar words today, it's really not his style.

Not to mention the impatience in these words... Feng Luan felt a pain in his heart, a little sad, he just felt that A Yue really hated him to death, otherwise why would he talk to him in such an impatient tone.

He looked at Feng Yue, hesitant to speak, but Ye Yang's eyes turned back and forth between the two of them, hesitating for a moment, inexplicably feeling that Feng Luan was a little pitiful, he finally couldn't help but look at Feng Yue , muttering in a low voice: "Your brother didn't do anything wrong, so there's no point in blaming him."

I never expected that Feng Yue's whole body would tremble after hearing his words, as if he had heard something unbelievable, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Luan. The emotion in his eyes was shock at first, and then gradually complicated, apart from astonishment In addition, there seemed to be a bit of fear and disgust.

Ye Yang didn't know what he said wrong, he looked at Feng Luan, but Feng Luan seemed to be accustomed to Feng Yue's disgusted expression, and after a while, Feng Luan jumped up suddenly, grabbed the pen and paper on the table, Brush and write down a few lines of big characters.

"Who are you, what do you know, what do I do, it has nothing to do with you"

He slapped the piece of paper in front of Ye Yang, stared at Ye Yang, Ye Yang was a little speechless, and was about to answer, but Feng Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had finally been poked at the point that made him sullen. At this point, he tore the paper away, frowned and said to Feng Yue: "You are not allowed to talk to him like this."

Feng Yue paused for a moment, turning his gaze between the two of them, as if he finally understood what kind of situation he was facing. He was terrified, but he still mustered up the courage to pick up the pen and write down on the paper. In a word, he pushed the piece of paper towards Feng Luan with trembling hands, then shrank suddenly, picked up a cat and hid in the corner.

There are only four words on the paper.

"No life, get out of here"

Ye Yang: "..."

Row.

This is really the most embarrassing action to write the most vicious words.

Feng Luan wanted to continue arguing with Feng Yue, but Ye Yang couldn't stand it anymore, he didn't want to waste the whole night here, let alone he remembered that Feng Luan would have to get up at four o'clock tomorrow morning to go to court , since you have to get up so early, it is better to go to bed earlier at night.

Huguo Temple still has a long way to go back to the palace, now that Feng Yue is unwilling to agree, he might as well leave earlier and go back to sleep.

Ye Yang coughed, tugged at Feng Luan's sleeve, and whispered in his ear: "It's getting late, let's go back first."

Feng Luan sighed.

He could only order Shen Shaoheng to continue, to keep an eye on Feng Yue these days, in case Feng Yue really couldn't think about running away.

If Jing Huai and Chu Heqian's plan Feng Yue didn't know about it, then this matter would be interesting. Based on his guess, it's likely that Jing Huai or Chu Heqian was using Feng Yue's name Make trouble.

He was full of thoughts, and Ye Yang's mood was a little complicated.

For some reason, he just felt... something was wrong with this Feng Yue.

After boarding the carriage back to the palace, Ye Yang curiously asked Feng Luan about Feng Yue's specific situation, but he didn't dare to speak out about the incoherent guess in his mind now, he just asked: "Did King Shenyang... like cats very much?"

Feng Luan was startled, shook his head, and said, "I'm not as obsessed as I am now."

Ye Yang asked in a low voice: "Then his handwriting... is it different from before?"

"What are you asking these for?" Feng Luan frowned slightly, "What are you doubting?"

Even though he asked like this, he could understand the reason for Ye Yang's question.

Over the years, the changes in Feng Yue's body were indeed not small, it was almost as if he had changed into a different person, he had some doubts, and even went to check it himself - of course he knew his younger brother, this was indeed Feng Yue, and It's not surprising that a person's temperament has changed after walking through the gate of hell alone.

Seeing Ye Yang faltering, he didn't know how to explain, so he couldn't help but sighed, and said: "He used to write with his right hand, but when he was forced into the palace, I injured his right hand, and he couldn't use his hand. Since then, he has used I started to learn to use left and right to write, and I have indeed made progress over the years."

Ye Yang: "..."

No... why did he doubt it even more.

"I know what you're suspicious of." Feng Luan said, "I checked it myself, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Ye Yang: "...checked?"

"Ayue has a birthmark on his body, most outsiders don't know about it." Feng Luan replied, "There are scars on his right shoulder and hands from my injuries, every spot matches, and I don't think there are any fakes."

Ye Yang: "..."

For some reason, Ye Yang had a great guess.

He shivered, only felt that his conjecture was terrible, but he couldn't confirm it for a while, and judging from what Feng Luan meant, he would go to persuade Feng Yue again in a few days, and he should be able to take advantage of that time to talk about going again. try it.

……

When the two returned to the palace, Feng Luan followed Ye Yang all the way, wanting to go back with him, halfway there, Ye Yang couldn't help but stop, looked back at Feng Luan, frowned and asked: "You go back with me... Great, isn't it?"

He can't come to the harem for three months, he has already come, and he can't favor the concubine for three months. If he sleeps in his own palace for one night, he will probably be really washed up.

Feng Luan coughed, and replied: "Anyway, if you don't remember tonight in daily life, then it's fine if I sleep here?"

Ye Yang: "..."

This dog emperor.

What Qi Jilang didn't remember was going to Huguo Temple, how could he even get involved in this!

He was cursing in his heart, and was about to refuse, but Feng Luan quickly stepped forward to him and said to him: "Don't worry, I won't sleep in your bed."

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "I have a sense of propriety, so I will borrow your soft couch outside, Ayang, you won't be reluctant, will you?"

Ye Yang: "...That's all."

He thought to himself, this dog emperor should not be so absurd. Even if he doesn't remember, there are still so many court ladies and eunuchs staring at him. That dream...he felt uneasy, at least he was in his palace, and he could still make Wan Juan stare at him, so he could always feel at ease.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Feng Luan's mood was already very good, he really followed the rules, and after returning to the palace with Ye Yang, he went to rest on the soft couch outside, but Ye Yang was in a complicated mood and was extremely tired.

But he couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned on the bed, maybe because he slept too much in the afternoon, he couldn't fall asleep at all, and he didn't know how long he lay there, as if he was waiting for the sky to light up with his eyes open, but he didn't see Feng Luan getting up.

He remembered that in the past, when Feng Luan was about to go to court, he would get up as soon as the sun was shining. Now that it's winter and it's still late, now he can see the morning light coming into the house from outside, why is Feng Luan still here today? Didn't get up?

Not only that, but if Kang Ning didn't come to tell Feng Luan to get up, could it be that Feng Luan specially ordered it last night?

Ye Yang, who had already carried the demon concubine who caused trouble in the world, was very nervous.

The empress dowager was buried yesterday, the emperor will not go to court today, and spent the whole night in the house of the wretched concubine, it makes people think about it.

No, he can no longer recite this infamy.

Ye Yang turned over and got out of bed, feeling nervous, so anxious that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, he stepped on the cold ground with his bare feet, hurriedly ran all the way to the bed, and went to shake Feng Luan who was sleeping soundly on the bed without saying a word.

Feng Luan didn't sleep deeply at first, so he heard Ye Yang running over. When Ye Yang stretched out his hand to push him, before he could speak, he grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed. Putting on his shoes, he couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his arms to hug him to the bed, which surprised Ye Yang a lot.

Fortunately, he just unfolded the brocade quilt to cover Ye Yang's body, and there was no further move.

The bed was indeed warm, Ye Yang only hesitated for a moment, then gave up struggling, now that the matter was important, he asked Feng Luan: "Aren't you going to court?"

Feng Luan was slightly startled, and said: "The queen mother's national funeral is not yet over, I really don't need to go to court."

Ye Yang: "..."

What?Are you so unprogressive?

Can Chen Xiangning say that Feng Luan has to keep his filial piety for three months, and the emperor will not go to court in three months?Isn't that going to mess up?

"A country cannot live without a king." Ye Yang asked in astonishment, "You won't go to court in March?"

"Only the 27th." Feng Luan corrected him, "What's more, I just won't go to court, and things still have to be dealt with."

Ye Yang: "..."

It's over.

He thought that if Feng Luan didn't come to the harem for three months, he would have three months to think things over clearly, but he didn't go to court at all, and had to stay in the palace for 27 days... Don't say leave time for him to think things over Clearly, Ye Yang felt that he was going to be finished.

After Feng Luan finished speaking, he took a look at the sky outside and sighed: "It's getting late, I should go to the imperial study, and today I invited Prime Minister Yun to enter the palace... Ah Yang, do you have something to say to you?" Father said?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Now when Feng Luan mentions Prime Minister Yun, his mind is full of foolish kings telling historical stories. He shook his head hastily, while thinking of something else. He also wanted the imperial physician to come over and give Feng Luan a physical examination. today.

Ye Yang subconsciously blurted out and asked: "Can the emperor return today?"

Feng Luan was slightly taken aback, then turned around and looked at him in surprise.

Only then did Ye Yang realize that he seemed to have said something wrong, and hastily changed his words: "I... I have something to do later——"

Before he finished speaking, the corners of Feng Luan's lips curled up, as if he had heard something that made him very happy. He was propping up on the bed to step over Ye Yang to go outside, but now he paused, with one hand still propped up by Ye Yang's side , he quickly pecked at the side of Ye Yang's face, and when Ye Yang was astonished and hadn't recovered, he turned over and got out of bed, but he couldn't take back the smile on his lips.

Ye Yang: "You..."

"There is a beautiful woman waiting for you." Feng Luan said, "How could I not return."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang lowered his eyelashes and didn't say anything until Feng Luan went to the outside room, and the servants came in to wait for the dressing. After a while, a little palace lady ran in nimbly and helped Ye Yang lift the shoes beside the bed, and put them on the bed. Under the couch, smiled and said to Ye Yang: "Servant Yun, the emperor said, be careful, don't catch a cold, and come to have dinner with you in the afternoon."

Ye Yang just raised his hand to press his chest, as if he wanted to suppress his slightly fast heartbeat.

For some reason, he felt more and more, why is this dog emperor... why is he becoming more and more flirtatious?