The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang was silent for a long time, feeling as if he had seen through Feng Yue.

Very well, Feng Yue's dream is probably not much different from his. It is nothing more than a wife and children who are hot on the bed, but his wife is a real wife, and his wife is a male wife.

He couldn't help but sighed again, and said, "What do you like? Your brother asked me to introduce you. Tell me what you like. I know what you like."

Feng Yue's face was filled with longing, and he said, "Be kind."

Ye Yang silently wrote it down in his heart.

When dealing with people, kindness is of course the first principle. Whether you are beautiful or not is the first impression. People who are kind can live a good life.

Feng Yue's face was full of happiness: "I can eat spicy food."

Ye Yang: "No problem."

Yes, it is also very important for husband and wife to have a unified taste. Once the taste is unified, at least many conflicts after marriage can be avoided.

"I don't like going out, but I like to stay with the house." Feng Yue thought seriously, "I like cats."

Ye Yang nodded seriously. To get married, of course there must be common interests and hobbies, so that we can have common topics after marriage.

Ye Yang asked: "What else?"

Feng Yue: "It's a female doll."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang looked at Feng Yue's serious and sincere eyes, and for a moment couldn't figure out what Feng Yue had gone through to make such a request pitifully.

He carefully memorized these requirements of Feng Yue, and felt that the conditions proposed by Feng Yue were too simple. In this capital city, he could find countless young ladies who met Feng Yue's wishes.

After remembering everything, Ye Yang saw that Feng Luan hadn't come back, and remembered his bet with Feng Luan, coughed, approached Feng Yue, and said, "I already introduced you to your wife, are you...help me busy?"

Feng Yue nodded stupidly, patted his chest and agreed: "Brother Yang, tell me."

Ye Yang said: "No matter what I say later, you can say yes. If you can't speak Mandarin well, I will prepare a note for you, and you can just write it up."

Feng Yue nodded: "Hey, you're blowing rainbow farts, just leave it to me!"

Ye Yang nodded, and wanted to continue to give instructions, but Feng Luan had already returned.

He had no choice but to swallow back what he was going to say next, turned his head and smiled at Feng Luan, then raised his hand to order Wan Juan to bring a pen and paper, while whispering to Feng Luan: "Your Majesty, the lord does not want to talk to you—"

Feng Luan raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "Did he talk to you?"

Ye Yang looked over Feng Luan's head.

"Feng Luan's hidden value +10, the current hidden value is 10"

As expected of the number one jealous king in the imperial palace, being jealous is as simple as that.

Ye Yang was so proud that he even felt that all the preparations he had made earlier were in vain, he didn't need to collude with Feng Yue at all, just Feng Luan's ability to be jealous, he could jealous himself to death.

Ye Yang lowered his voice, moved closer to Feng Luan, and said, "Your Majesty, our bet..."

Feng Luan snorted softly and said, "What's wrong with the bet?"

Ye Yang was stunned: "Look at you, you are so sour, have you lost?"

Feng Luan frowned at him, as if he felt that what he said was a very strange sentence, after a moment's pause, Fang said to him slowly: "When did I get jealous?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Only then did Ye Yang suddenly realize how big a hole he had dug for himself.

He knew that Feng Luan was jealous, but this was the result of looking at the hidden values ​​popping out of Feng Luan's head. There is no way to win this bet.

Ye Yang could not wait to give himself two slaps.

He could only force a smile at Feng Luan and sigh deeply.

The lunch was already served, Feng Luan looked at Feng Yue, and after a while he mustered up his courage again, and said to Feng Yue: "Ah Yue, what I just said, I hope you can think about it again."

Feng Yue took a cautious look at Ye Yang, and saw Ye Yang nodded to him, so he took a pen and wrote the word "OK" on the paper.

The eye contact and small movements between the two of them naturally couldn't avoid Feng Luan's eyes,

Feng Luan was feeling uncomfortable, but Feng Yue suddenly remembered Ye Yang's order. Ye Yang said that no matter what he said later, he would flatter him. Feng Yue felt that Ye Yang probably wanted to be in front of Feng Luan. Brush up the goodwill, so that Feng Luan thinks that he has done a good job in this matter, so as to enhance the little relationship between the husband and wife.

He can understand this kind of small interest and carefulness in maintaining the life of husband and wife.

So Feng Yue took out another piece of paper, brushed on it imitating the tone of the TV series, and wrote a sentence.

"The emperor's sister-in-law talked about this matter with the younger brother, and the younger brother thinks what the emperor's sister-in-law said is right."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan turned his head to look at Ye Yang, Ye Yang coughed hastily, and said: "Yes, I just talked to the lord."

"Feng Luan's hidden value +10, the current hidden value is 20"

Feng Yue thought of his rainbow fart protection, and wrote on the paper again: "Sister-in-law Huang said that he is responsible for choosing the princess, she is so smart, intelligent and beautiful—"

He thought about it, and felt that an emperor would not like others to praise his wife for her beauty, as if he was interested in his wife. This is really not good, so he nodded and deleted the word "beautiful". Go, changed it to "stable", and then added a sentence at the end

"—The younger brother believes in the eyes of the emperor's sister-in-law!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang covered his face with one hand, not wanting to speak.

What exactly is Feng Yue thinking? Doesn't he feel that there is a suspicion of trying to cover up?

He paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Feng Luan, and he really saw a line of large characters slowly appearing on Feng Luan's body.

"Feng Luan's hidden value +100, a special event will be triggered when the hidden value reaches [-], please pay attention to the host"

Ye Yang: "..."

He was so miserable.

Not to mention losing the bet, he had to face the so-called "special event" triggered by Feng Luan's jealousy. He shouldn't have dug such a big hole for himself. In the end, he had to bear all the consequences.

After Feng Yue finished writing those words, he thought he would get a warm response, but he didn't want Feng Luan to look cold, so he just nodded and said, "I see."

Feng Yue was worried, and he was not in the mood to eat anymore, he just took a sneak peek at Ye Yang, trying to get even the slightest hint from his brother Yang.

But Ye Yang didn't look at him at all.

Ye Yang not only didn't want to look at Feng Yue, but also felt unspeakable panic in his heart.

Every time Feng Yue glanced at him, a small word "hidden value +10" would pop out of Feng Luan's head. He couldn't count how many times Feng Yue had looked at him helplessly. He felt that Feng Luan's jealousy was about to break through In the sky, he was panicked and restless, and he almost wished that the meal would end sooner.

The hidden time triggered by Feng Luan's snack vinegar is already very tiring, he doesn't want to see what it will be like if Feng Luan is jealous to the extreme, if it's a small black room, won't he be over?He is really worried.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with this meal until the end of the meal. After the end, Feng Yue left obediently. The palace was not ready yet, so he could only go back to the Huguo Temple, and Feng Luan sat there with a cold face. , After a while, just stood up and said: "The imperial trial is not over yet."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily sent Feng Luan away respectfully.

But before Feng Luan went out, he stopped in his tracks, as if he finally couldn't help but have something to say, turned around and looked at Ye Yang, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, everything was about to explode.

"No." Feng Luan said, "I'm very angry."

Ye Yang was startled, very at a loss: "Why are you angry?"

"I don't like the way he looks at you. Didn't you notice how many times he looked at you today?" Feng Luan seemed to be speaking incoherently, and it took him a while to organize his words, and said, "Even if he is my younger brother, it is inevitable It's too far-fetched."

Ye Yang: "..."

"I will send someone else to deal with the matter of finding the concubine for him." Feng Luan held his breath, "If I'm not here in the future, you don't want to see him."

Ye Yang was silent for a long time, and then asked cautiously: "Are you...jealous?"

"Yes, I'm jealous." Feng Luan said angrily, "You won, tell me what you want me to learn."

Ye Yang immediately became interested.

What Northeast dialect do you want the emperor to learn?He has a sentence on hand that he has been thinking about for a long time and is the most ready-made.

Ye Yang blinked his eyes earnestly, and pulled Feng Luan to sit down beside him again: "It's not difficult, just a word."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang's voice was full of emotion, and he said word by word: "My concubine, take a look, the introduction is that I will give you the whole country."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan stood up expressionlessly, and said: "The imperial trial is not over yet, I will take a step ahead."

Ye Yang hurriedly grabbed his arm again, and said seriously: "Don't you want me to promise you something?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "As long as you learn, I promise you."

Feng Luan: "...are you serious?"

Ye Yang nodded: "Of course it is true."

He thought, what else could Feng Luan ask him to do?Anyway, he knew that Feng Luan would not harm him, so what Feng Luan wanted to do was at most some sexual obsession, and he could handle it.

In contrast, he really wanted to hear Feng Luan, who wanted to save face, learn Northeast dialect from him.

Feng Luan agreed without much hesitation, seeing him nodding, Ye Yang asked him: "What do you want me to do?"

Feng Luan coughed: "After the imperial trial, Chu Heqian will inevitably die. This matter is urgent, and I may have to supervise and execute the sentence."

Ye Yang couldn't help frowning, and said: "You want me to go with you?"

He thought about the bloody situation in the ancient execution grounds, and he felt a little apprehensive. He also thought that Chu Heqian had many accomplices. If he wanted to kill them one by one, the scene would be comparable to a horror movie. He didn't want to go, but if Feng Luan insisted that he follow... He couldn't help but hesitate, he felt scared, so Feng Luan would be scared if he went alone, right?

Actually... It's okay to go there with Feng Luan, the big deal is that he just closes his eyes and doesn't look at it.

"I don't mean that. The execution ground is filthy and terrifying. I'm worried that I'll scare you, so I'd better not go." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "I just want...after the execution, can you go upstairs with me to meet Jingzhong?" people."

Ye Yang was stunned for a long time before he realized that what Feng Luan asked for was just such a simple thing.

He nodded and agreed without thinking too much, Feng Luan was relieved now, obviously much happier than before, and took the initiative to say to him: "That sentence... I will study hard."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Yang to respond, perhaps because he was afraid that Ye Yang would pull him to say that sentence again, he hurriedly turned his head and ran away, but Ye Yang sat where he was, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he called Wan Juan over. Asked her tentatively: "Just now the Holy Majesty said that he wants me to go upstairs with him—"

Before the words finished, Wan Juan opened her eyes wide, as if she had heard something unbelievable.

"Young master! This is a great event!" Wan Juan excitedly said, "I will write a letter back to Yun Mansion to announce the good news!"

Ye Yang: "?"

It was only then that Wan Juan realized that Ye Yang was in a daze, apparently completely unaware of the significance of this matter to him, she hurriedly took a step forward, a little out of line, but she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and hurriedly said: "Young master, do you know? Historically, only the queen can accompany the emperor to the xx tower to meet the people in Beijing."

Ye Yang: "..."

"You are a servant, so you can't go up to the xx tower with the emperor." Wan Juan said, "The emperor's intention is self-evident, he is expressing his heart to you, young master!"

Ye Yang: "..."

OK, he got it.

No wonder Feng Luan was worried that he would not agree to this matter, the high school boy was worried that there would be accidents if he confessed, he could understand.

Ye Yang was in a calm mood, but Wan Juan was different.

Evening Cuckoo's heart almost exploded into a firework.

"The emperor wants to tell the world." With tears in her eyes, Wan Juan felt that she had seen the most beautiful love in the world, "You! You are his future queen!"