The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang has always felt that the word "snowball fight" means making peace.

As for snow, it is just an insignificant modifier, whether it is snow or not is not important.

But Feng Luan's understanding of snowball fights is obviously different from what he thought.

The snowball fight in Feng Luan's mind is about playing in the snow, sweet and sweet, you and me, snow is also just an accessory, the focus should be on love, snow is not important.

And when he grew up in the palace, the mother, concubine and nuns were all worried that the little prince would catch the cold after playing in the snow. He was weak when he was young, and if he died, it would be a big deal. I don't know how to play in the snow, so it's rare that I have a childish innocence today. What I think about is throwing little snowballs and making little snowmen. What a slow, warm and wonderful picture.

He thought of the beauty in fur and snow, and laughed and chanted. When Fang came back from his wonderful fantasy, he saw a snowball the size of his head flying towards him at high speed.

Anyway, he has practiced martial arts for many years, so he has some ability to dodge. He was so scared that he dodged back, but the snowball didn't hit him. He was about to look back and ask Ye Yang what happened, but Ye Yang was no longer in front of him. At the next moment, someone pushed him into the snowdrift from behind, and he staggered and fell, and the snow covered his head and face was buried on him.

Kang Ning yelled at the side in a daze: "Mr. Yun! What are you doing!"

Feng Luan was already completely stunned, he struggled a bit, the scene was full of snow, the scene was so chaotic, he couldn't see anything clearly, he heard Kang Ning yelling, only then did he realize that the person who rushed over to hold him down was Ye Yang.

No, no, this way of playing with snow seems a little different from what he thought.

Kang Ning was at a loss at the side, he couldn't think of playing in the snow, why did he put people in the snow?That's the emperor, the Ninth Five-Year Son of Heaven, how could he be so nonsense, but before he could speak again, Feng Luan saw the opportunity, grabbed Ye Yang's arm without hesitation, and pulled him into his arms .

He originally wanted to fight back with snow like Ye Yang, but it was too cold in the snow. He was worried that Ye Yang would not be in good health. She hugged Ye Yang into her arms, pressed the back of the opponent's head and pressed him firmly in her arms, not allowing him to move.

Ye Yang: "..."

Wait, isn't it a snowball fight?

Why are you fighting?

This dog emperor is not professional at all.

Feng Luan's strength was indeed stronger than Ye Yang's. Ye Yang tried to struggle for a while, but he couldn't get up. He was bound like this, so he couldn't help but said: "What are you doing, let go!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Luan really let go, and Ye Yang got up on the snow, but as soon as he got up, Feng Luan held Ye Yang's waist again, and pinched his chin with the other hand, for real. He kissed Shang Shang, and then asked back: "What do you think I will do?"

Ye Yang: "..."

He didn't speak, Feng Luan thought he was acquiescing, and simply kissed him deeply, but for the first time, Ye Yang didn't have the slightest intention to move and struggle, and even tried to turn against the guest.

Kang Ning stood aside for a while, and finally retreated to the distance silently, while secretly rejoicing that the rest of the palace people were sent away just now, otherwise if all this fell into the eyes of others, someone would start talking nonsense again.

The two entangled for a while, and when they finally separated, Ye Yang wanted to sit up. He was so entangled that he didn't have the slightest interest in having a snowball fight, but just as he got up, he saw something popping out of Feng Luan who was lying down. One line with fine print.

"Feng Luan's favorability +10, because the special event has not yet happened, the third-level favorability is full and has not been cleared due to the special event, the favorability cannot be increased for the time being"

Ye Yang: "..."

and many more.

Doesn't this mean that Feng Luan's favorability has temporarily capped, and no matter how he behaves these days, it won't increase any further?

God, there is such a good thing!

But when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

It is known that as long as a special event is triggered, the third-level favorability will return to 0, and being intimate with Feng Luan at a special time will increase the favorability, and if the favorability is 100, a special event must be triggered... This must be a perpetual motion machine, right? !

Ye Yang felt that he was deceived by the system.

Considering Feng Luan's current momentum of increasing favorability, he felt a little strange that a kiss today only added 10 points of favorability. You know, most of Feng Luan's favorability now starts from three digits, 100 points of favorability , it fills up in minutes.

He was in a complicated mood for a while. He originally found that the joy that he didn't like it no matter how he acted as a monster has been diluted. He even felt that he should have prepared earlier. The Picture of the Secret Play of Spring Night" and turn it out to have a look.

Ye Yang's mood was complicated, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He had already stood up, Feng Luan didn't notice anything unusual, patted his clothes and then got up, and asked him: "You play in the snow...is that so?"

"Do you know what snowball fights mean?" Ye Yang replied casually, "A fight in the snow—"

He looked at Feng Luan, and suddenly thought of another thing.

Now that Feng Luan's favorability is locked, even if he lets himself go, Feng Luan's favorability will not change. If so, why doesn't he let himself go?

Ye Yang took a deep breath, looked at Feng Luan who was thinking about what he said just now, pointed to the ground and said, "Hey, Your Majesty, did you drop something?"

Feng Luan looked back at the snowdrift he fell on, there was nothing there, he was a little puzzled, Ye Yang had already grabbed his collar, pushed him back with a slam, and frantically scraped the snow beside him to bury him.

Feng Luan was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable anger suddenly rose with a desire to win and lose. He was afraid of the cold, so he dragged Ye Yang over to see what he had to learn. The pile rolled into a ball, and when the quarrel was enough, both of them were sweating. Ye Yang panted, shaking the snow on his body, before he could say the first sentence, Feng Luan suddenly laughed .

It was the first time Ye Yang saw the dog emperor laugh out loud like this, he seemed to be carefree, throwing away the burden on his body, this is the smile that a person of his age should have, he was stunned After watching for a while, as if I couldn't control the corners of my lips, I couldn't help but also laughed.

He thought, at this moment, no one knows whether Chu and Qian are going to rebel against each other tomorrow, but it's really inappropriate for the two of them to play around here.

But how can that be?

He felt that Feng Luan was just an ordinary young man.

Even everyone in this harem should have been just ordinary people.

Feng Luan wanted to find a sweetheart who could stay with him forever. Apart from that, he probably did his job well and strived to win the title of model worker in the history books a hundred years later.

Chu Lian loves dogs, an eighteen/nine-year-old girl, what little animal doesn't like it?Ming Yan Xiwen, she wants to write about love, love, sorrow and joy, but she has to wear the skin of "Mr. Mohou". Only sister Ning is the strongest. Her journey is the stars and the ocean, and she may not be considered an ordinary person anymore.

These most common wishes, in the deep palace, seem to be so difficult to realize.

He was in a daze for a moment, until Kang Ning found a blanket from somewhere and rushed up, and shouted at them anxiously: "Your Majesty, Yun Shijun, change your clothes first, don't let the wind and cold come!"

Ye Yang: "..."

He played so hard that he forgot about it.

Now the clothes with wide sleeves and wide sleeves rolled around in the snow, a lot of snow got into his clothes, his hair seemed to be a little wet, the weather is so cold, if he doesn't change his clothes immediately, That's a real cold.

So the two changed their clothes in a hurry, Kang Ning also served ginger soup during the meal, but it seemed a bit late, Ye Yang felt that his nose was starting to get clogged, and looking at Feng Luan, this dog emperor was always in good health, but at night, he He even had a fever.

Imperial Physician Rong was invited again to take Feng Luan's pulse. He only said that Feng Luan had not had a good rest these days, his body was a little weak, and the wind and cold entered his body, but it was not a hindrance, and he should be able to recover in a day or two.

Seeing the imperial physician prescribing medicine, Ye Yang felt a little guilty.

If he hadn't pushed him into the snow, Feng Luan wouldn't have had a fever.

Feng Luan didn't care, he was in a good mood today, but at the moment he just felt a bit of a headache, Imperial Physician Rong and Kang Ning insisted on making him go to bed to rest, so he leaned on the bed, and waited for Imperial Physician Rong and others to push him down. A little guilty, he couldn't help teasing him, saying: "Ayang, this is your fault."

Ye Yang: "I..."

Feng Luan said again: "You feed me medicine, I can barely forgive you."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan was acting like a baby to him.

He paused for a moment, then went out, told Kang Ning to give him the medicine later, after thinking about it, he called Wan Juan and asked her in a low voice to fetch the box next to his bed.

At the beginning, he felt that the book was too disturbing, and he didn't dare to throw it away, so he found a box and locked the book and the messy things that the doctor Rong gave him. I have to ask Wan Juan to find a ready-made one... It's embarrassing to think about it.

Wan Juan answered, Ye Yang heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Feng Luan had a fever today, so he wouldn't bother him at the side hall, he could take advantage of tonight to study hard, at least do all his homework, so as not to trigger a special event No matter how blank his mind was, he was at a loss, it would be too embarrassing.

When Kang Ning brought the medicine, he brought it in and wanted to feed Feng Luan the medicine. He blew the medicine to cool down and brought it to Feng Luan's mouth. With a kiss on his face, he said triumphantly, "Okay, I don't blame you anymore."

Ye Yang: "..."

Why is this move still... a little cute.

He hesitated for a moment, and felt that he could not admit defeat, so he put the medicine bowl aside, taking advantage of Feng Luan's illness and poor physical strength, he leaned forward without hesitation, he wanted to kiss back, but he didn't want Feng Luan Suddenly he raised his hand to block him, he only touched Feng Luan's palm, then he heard Feng Luan cough a few times, and said: "Don't let me get mad at you."

Ye Yang: "..."

He also has a cold, but it's not as severe as Feng Luan's, it's not sick.

He could only retreat a little, honestly feed the medicine, and when Feng Luan finished drinking the medicine, he honestly covered the quilt for others, advised him to rest early, and then went back to the side hall by himself, dismissed the palace staff, and opened the night cuckoo He opened the lock of the box, and took out the "Spring Night Secret Play Picture" that he had forgotten for several months.

As a modern person, of course he still has physiological knowledge, but a few months ago he felt that he was still a simple little straight man, between the same sex... It was hard for him to imagine, and he even found it a little strange.

The pictures drawn by the ancients are even more strange.

He frowns and flips through two pages, unable to read any more, it's too boring, there are even comments on the side, he is used to stuffing things under the pillow, and feels that this thing is not reliable for sex.

But he never expected that after he lay down for a while, someone from the palace whispered that the emperor had come.

Feng Luan hugged his pillow, coughed, and said, "I can't sleep again..."

Ye Yang asked back: "Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang said again: "Don't forget, the three-month period has not yet passed—"

Feng Luan frowned and interrupted him: "I'll just lie down for a while."

Seeing Feng Luan hugging the pillow, Ye Yang didn't know why, seeing Feng Luan's appearance softened his heart, so he had to step aside to make room for Feng Luan, muttering softly, " You'd better ask Qi Jilang not to write it down."

Feng Luan smiled with him, and replied: "No."

He climbed onto the bed, moved Ye Yang's pillow in, and said at the same time: "You talk to me, I will go back later——"

He paused, a little puzzled.

"Ayang." Feng Luan looked at the book that was only half exposed under the pillow, and the word "Spring Night" that was still visible on the book cover under the cover of the pillow, and asked, "What is this?"