The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

What is the unpredictable heart, this is the unpredictable heart!

Just now, no matter what he said, he gained favor, why did he start to fall in the blink of an eye?

Ye Yang and Feng Luan looked at each other, Feng Luan suddenly sneered and said, "Break a boulder on your chest? How about you learn how to crush a boulder on your chest?"

Ye Yang: "No, no, no..."

Feng Luan raised his eyebrows and asked him: "What exactly do you want to learn?"

Ye Yang: "..."

He thought carefully and tremblingly, and remembered that Feng Luan had said a word to him before.

Feng Luan said that he specialized in riding and shooting since he was a child, but until now, he still obediently admits that it is better to talk about what Feng Luan knows.

Ye Yang replied honestly: "I want to learn riding and archery."

Feng Luan finally seemed to be in a better mood: "When you recover from your injury, I will teach you."

Ye Yang: "..."

Dog Emperor.

As soon as he cursed in his heart, Feng Luan got up suddenly, causing him to shrink back, but Feng Luan just asked Kang Ning to send over the booklets he hadn't finished reading, as if he was determined to rest here tonight, Ye Yang But I hope he can leave as soon as possible.

Although he couldn't make Feng Luan go after Chu Lian, he could make the tyrant leave because he hated him.

This tyrant only loves elegant and weak beauties, what he loves is the face, not the person, if the elegant beauty does something extremely unrefined, Feng Luan should immediately lose interest in him.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang simply climbed to the edge of the bed and looked down at his legs.

A big guy who picks his feet is the essence of all rough guys.

He didn't believe that Luan could have sex/interest in a person who was wearing Erlang's legs and shaking his flip flops.

Ye Yang had just woken up, only wearing pajamas, no shoes and socks, he looked under the bed, and there was a pair of low-cut cloth shoes with raised toes, very delicate, so he moved to the side of the bed , stepped on the back of the shoe.

Without flip flops, cloth shoes should do just fine.

Feng Luan kept silent, but followed his actions with his eyes. When he saw him put his feet into his shoes, he just opened his mouth and asked: "Mr. Yun, what are you going to do."

Ye Yang sat on the edge of the bed, spread his legs apart, and put the other leg on his knee, thinking that he was putting on a rude appearance, and began to shake his legs.

He was only wearing a single-layer pajamas, made of good material, like silk, as he moved, the trouser legs slid up, revealing a section of calf and slender ankle, and the cloth shoes could hang on the toes, the color Gorgeous and crumbling, it made his skin white as snow, with light blue veins faintly visible.

Ye Yang didn't realize it yet, he was shaking his legs and shoes, and was about to stretch out his hands to pick his feet, but he noticed that there was something wrong with Feng Luan's eyes looking at him.

Ye Yang lowered his head and looked at his crossed legs.

The exposed calf is thin and white, and the cloth shoes look like the high heels hanging on the toes in sexy photos. Not only is the picture in front of me not vulgar, but it also seems to be inexplicably sexual.

Ye Yang: "..."

Wait, why does Yunyang have no leg hair.

How can a rough guy die!have!leg!hair!

If he had hairy legs, this performance would definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and he could scare Feng Luan away on the spot, but now he has picked his feet like sex/seduction, he can't do this, he has to quickly find a way to dilute the current ambiguity atmosphere.

Ye Yang: "...Brother, have you eaten yet?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang put down his legs in embarrassment, pulled off his trousers, looked at Feng Luan, and managed to regain some confidence: "I... I'm so hungry, even we have nothing to do here, just some cabbage and potato slices left, how about stewing it?" Let's stew, what time do we have?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan raised his hand to accept the brochure from Kang Ning, but he was quite calm, his favorability didn't change, he just frowned slightly, and said with disgust: "You really should learn the etiquette in the palace."

But when he mentioned the word "Etiquette in the Palace", he couldn't help but think of Li Nanny and that Yushi again, and couldn't help but wrinkled his brows even tighter, and said in a low voice: "No shame."

Before finishing a sentence, he paused again, remembering Ye Yang's rebuttal to his sentence that day, he couldn't help swallowing the end of the sentence, snorted softly, slightly displeased, raised his eyebrows and looked at Kang Ning, asking: "Where is the teaching mother?"

Kang Ning replied: "It should still be in Yunshijun Palace."

"Change to another one." Feng Luan cast his eyes on Ye Yang's leg and said, "What does this teach?"

Ye Yang was nervous for a moment.

The book clearly stated that Feng Luan was a tyrant who could even kill his own brothers. When he said that he wanted to change the teaching mama, he meant to kill Nanny Li, right?

Ye Yang hurriedly opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, Nanny Li didn't make a big mistake, please think twice."

Feng Luan glanced at him sideways: "What do you think I'm going to do?"

Ye Yang: "Uh..."

He murmured for a moment, feeling unspeakable embarrassment in his heart, so he hurriedly looked away, trying to change the topic at hand, and asked: "... Your Majesty, what happened to the assassin last night?"

Feng Luan turned over a page of the brochure, and said calmly: "Kill it."

Ye Yang: "...Don't you need an interrogation?"

Feng Luan replied: "I already know who it is."

Ye Yang looked at him curiously, but Feng Luan stopped talking. Compared with the happy mood when he was joking with him before, Feng Luan's expression seemed a little colder, and he didn't talk to him anymore, just looked at his hands For a long while, I never turned to the next page.

Ye Yang shut up.

This is obviously not something he should know, he really shouldn't talk too much, seeing that Feng Luan didn't want to talk to him anymore, he simply lay down on his side again without saying a word, after eating and drinking the medicine, he soon fell asleep again up.

He slept too much during the day, and for some reason he had repeated nightmares, and woke up several times in the night. Seeing that Feng Luan was still sleeping neatly on the soft couch in the outer room, he didn't dare to disturb him, and was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep , but heard Feng Luan talking in his sleep, he seemed to be having a nightmare again.

Ye Yang hugged the quilt and silently turned over.

You heard too much, last time Feng Luan found out that he got up but he lost his favor, and he decided to act as if he didn't know anything.

But he remembered the last time Feng Luan babbled in his dream, and couldn't help being curious again.

Who is the "A Yue" that Feng Luan said?

……

At dawn the next day, when Ye Yang woke up, Feng Luan had already gone to court.

He was drinking medicine, but when he turned his head, he saw Nanny Li holding the door frame, looking at him with teary eyes.

Ye Yang thumped in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

"Young master! This servant is leaving!" Li Mama wiped her tears and shouted, "The emperor has ordered that this servant can no longer be by your side!"

Ye Yang: "Ah..."

He thought of the pictures of Yushi and the Secret Play of Spring Night that Nanny Li had given him, wishing that Nanny Li could walk faster.

But he never expected that Nanny Li would pull out a little maid from behind, and put the secret treasure bag in her boudoir on her back around the little maid's neck. The heavy bag made the little girl reel, and Nanny Li With teary eyes, she raised her head to look at Ye Yang, and said, "Young master, Wan Juan is an apprentice taught by a servant, let Wan Juan follow you from now on!"

Ye Yang: "...that's unnecessary."

Wan Juan was pushed forward by Nanny Li, and bowed fiercely to Ye Yang, which scared Ye Yang back a few steps.

"My servant has done a lot of research, and the matter of sacred favor is in my body and in my heart." Wan Juan raised her head, looked at Ye Yang, and stammered nervously, "Nu Nu Nu Mai will definitely help the young master win the Sacred Heart." !"

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang felt his head hurt even more.

He looked at the earnest eyes of the two, and suddenly remembered something, grabbed Li Nanny's arm, and asked, "Li Nanny, how long have you been in the palace?"

Nanny Li patted her chest and assured: "The servants have been in the palace for more than [-] years, but they have watched the emperor grow up. If the emperor has any preferences, the servants will know everything!"

Ye Yang didn't want to know Feng Luan's preferences, he was more curious about Feng Luan's sleep talk.

He wanted to hurry to ask this matter clearly before Nanny Li left, so he lowered his voice and asked, "You...do you know anyone in the palace whose name is A Yue, or who has Yue in their name."

Before she could finish her sentence, Nanny Li wished she could raise her hand to cover his mouth, her face was full of horror, she lowered her voice, and together with Wan Juan, she approached Ye Yang and asked, "Young master, is this word correct?" Don't talk nonsense, if the emperor hears it, he will definitely be angry."

Ye Yang asked: Why? "

Nanny Li had no choice but to answer: "Young master... have you ever heard of King Shenyang?"

Ye Yang had an epiphany.

He didn't know who the name A Yue was, but he had seen the name King Shenyang in the book.

That is the younger brother of Feng Luan's mother and compatriots. The book says that Feng Luan killed his brother and father for the throne. The killing of his father is a rumor. The former emperor was suddenly ill, so some people spread rumors among the people and put this hat on Feng Luan. On top of that, the killing of brother was true. At that time, several princes were vying for the throne, and there were frequent tricks, among which Feng Luan was the most ruthless.Apart from his half-brothers, he didn't even spare his own brother Shenyang Wang Fengyue. He ascended to the throne by stepping on the flesh and blood of his closest relatives, bloodbathed and wiped out the dissidents in the court, and he ascended the throne for only one month. , has killed hundreds of people, and this is called a tyrant in the market.

But Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan's babbling in his dream that day seemed... very guilty.

If that Ah Yue is King Shenyang, then this is a bad debt in the palace, and it has nothing to do with him. He doesn't need to pay too much attention to it, since he has eaten the melon, it's time to send Nanny Li away.

Ye Yang was injured, and he had caught the wind and cold before, getting out of bed and walking around would inevitably affect the wound, so Wan Juan sent Nanny Li out, and came back bouncing around, eager to offer advice to Ye Yang.

Ye Yang has already picked up the medicine bowl, sips one bite at a time and listens to what she says.

"The young master was injured because of the emperor." Wan Juan said seriously, "If the emperor comes again, you can tell the emperor that your shoulder hurts, and you want the emperor to rub it!"

Ye Yang choked on the medicine.

"No, no, the wound will hurt if you rub it." Wan Juan retorted, "Then...then let the emperor blow it!"

After saying this, she put her hips on her hips and looked very proud.

Ye Yang coughed a few times, and asked deliberately: "Blow it? Do you still want to hug and hold it high?"

Wan Juan's eyes lit up: "Young master! What a plan!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Wan Juan took another step forward and wanted to continue to offer advice, but the palace people outside the door had already shouted loudly: "Your maidservant kowtowed to the emperor."

Ye Yang sighed.

Why did Feng Luan stay in his palace and not leave?

Wan Juan was startled, and fell to her knees with a plop, just as she saw Feng Luan stepping into the room, she glanced at her, and asked casually, "A new maid? She looks unfamiliar."

Ye Yang responded quickly: "Yes, for the little girl who peels garlic, that... Juan, say hello to the emperor."

Feng Luan: "..."

His favor remained unchanged, and Wan Juanxian saw Feng Luan for the first time, she stuttered nervously, but still stubbornly wanted to finish her sentence.

"Slave and servant, Wan Juan, kowtow to the emperor." Wan Juan said nervously, "Your Majesty, my lord... No, Shijun Yun was still talking about it, saying that his shoulder hurts."

Ye Yang: "..."

no?With such a bad plan, he really turned around and sold him? !

Feng Luan was slightly startled, raised his eyes to look at Ye Yang, and asked hesitantly: "Your wound hurts? Do you want to pass it on to the imperial physician?"

Ye Yang: "..."

He saw that Wan Juan's forehead was touching the ground. Looking at it from his angle, he happened to be able to see half of Wan Juan's face protruding from under his arm, with those big eyes squatting and winking at him desperately.

Ye Yang decided to pretend he didn't see it: "No, no, it's a small problem, I don't feel any pain."

Before the words were finished, Wan Juan already hated iron and raised her head.

"Your Majesty!" Wan Juan yelled, "The servant said! Physical pain is nothing! As long as there is spiritual comfort!"

Feng Luan was taken aback by her loud roar: "...Huh?"

Ye Yang shouted loudly before her: "Skin wounds! It's okay!"

But he still didn't cover the voice of Late Cuckoo.

"The minister said it! The wound hurts so much!" Wan Juan shouted, "I want the emperor to hug me, lift up! High! High!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "..."