The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang wanted to laugh.

Although Feng Luan's accent was messed up, and there was obviously a sense of being forced to do business, but this classic line paired with

Well, his next goal is to assimilate everyone as much as possible.

Shen Shaoheng has already been led astray, and many people in the harem speak with a northern flavor, but Ye Yang feels that this is not enough, he can work harder, full court civil and military is his ultimate goal.

After Feng Luan finished speaking, he paused for a while before he recovered, and frowned, he said to Ye Yang: "If I still want to learn Guan dialect with you, can you promise me one more thing?"

He looked cautious and earnest, Ye Yang hardly thought about it, but felt that Feng Luan would never harm him, and he would not make any excessive requests, but since his goal was the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, of course, the sooner he could assimilate Feng Luan Well, learning sentence by sentence is no longer enough for him, he wants Feng Luan to learn faster.

Ye Yang coughed and said, "If you learn ten sentences, I will promise you."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan looked very embarrassed.

He seems to be trying to compare the value of the two in his heart, whether what he wants to do is worth it for him to save his face and learn those ten foreign words, but seeing him hesitate, Ye Yang is even more convinced that what Feng Luan wants him to do It's not something important, otherwise Feng Luan wouldn't be so entangled.

Ye Yang felt more at ease.

"It's only ten sentences." Ye Yang deliberately provoked him, "The emperor is so smart, he learned it in less than a quarter of an hour."

Feng Luan: "..."

"Or... Your Majesty, don't you dare?" Ye Yang was speechless slightly, "That's right, if the Emperor was taken away by me, wouldn't it be very embarrassing if he uttered a few foreign words in the court?"

Feng Luan: "...Who said I wouldn't dare!"

Ye Yang blinked his eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to promise?"

Feng Luan frowned slightly, turned his eyes away, and said: "After returning to the palace, I will tell you again."

Another moment passed.

When the two of them were about to go down the Changji Tower, Feng Luan suddenly asked, "Do you still remember that I ordered Kang Ning to prepare an extra set of women's hairpin skirts?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Of course he remembered, he had even begun to feel sorry for Shen Shaoheng.

But Feng Luan's expression remained unchanged, he just said: "Let's go back to the palace."

Although Shen Shaoheng was too miserable, he couldn't ignore the excitement. He wished he could immediately follow Feng Luan back to the palace. When he went down to the Changji Building and saw Shen Shaoheng, Ye Yang couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Shen Shaoheng. I understand why Ye Yang looks at him like this.

All the way back to the palace, Ye Yang was still thinking about whether Shen Shaoheng wearing women's clothing would affect his prestige in the imperial army, so he said to Feng Luan: "I thought about it, let's keep this kind of thing in private .”

Feng Luan looked at him with a slightly ambiguous expression, and said, "Yes."

Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan, feeling something was wrong.

What did Feng Luan see him doing?

Isn't Shen Shaoheng going to wear women's clothes?

and many more.

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

Didn't the dog emperor also prepare a set for him? !

Jealous when others saw him wearing women's clothing, he felt that he had never seen it, and felt a little disadvantaged. After punishing his subordinates, he naturally wanted to seek some benefits for himself and give himself a chance to see his sweetheart in women's clothing.

Ye Yang was full of vigilance and asked, "How many sets of clothes have you prepared?"

Feng Luan said indifferently: "I just prepared an extra set for you."

Ye Yang: "..."

Sure enough.

This dog emperor!

The chariot had stopped, Ye Yang looked out from the curtain of the car, it seemed that he had already entered his palace.

After that forced palace, Feng Luan said that the Changhe Palace was stained with blood, and he felt uneasy living in the Changhe Palace, so he just moved to the Yeyang Palace. Earlier, he had slept in separate beds, saying that he was not a faint king, and would never He might sing and sing every night, but within a few days he began to persevere in climbing Ye Yang's bed, making various excuses. At first he said that he couldn't sleep alone, then he said that sleeping alone was too cold, and finally he said he was afraid of the dark.

Anyway, as long as he could share the bed with Ye Yang, he would have given up on face and so on.

That being the case, in order to see Ye Yang wear women's clothes and have some unique fun, he can of course tell some lies, or even learn a few irrelevant foreign dialects without losing his face.

Feng Luan saw that Ye Yang was slightly sullen, but he didn't panic. Anyway, he knew that Ye Yang wouldn't do anything to him. After that, I have a very good taste, and I also want to see Aifei's women's clothing."

Ye Yang: "..."

Dog Emperor.

He just wanted to tease Feng Luan, and wanted to hear the classic line from the real emperor, but he didn't expect that Feng Luan seemed to be addicted to his concubine, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Unable to hold back, he gently pushed Feng Luan, and scolded: "You stupid king."

Feng Luan wasn't annoyed at all, just nodded and said: "Ai Fei is right, I won't go to court tomorrow."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang was helpless.

He was really just pretending to be angry, but he wasn't angry in his heart. Love is a matter of happiness for both parties, and it's just fun for couples. The jealousy in Luan's head began to surge, and he was already prepared to wear women's clothes again sooner or later.

"You go up to court." Ye Yang muttered in a low voice, "I don't want to be called a mischievous concubine again."

"No more." Feng Luan said with a smile, "You are a virtuous empress."

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan led Ye Yang out of the carriage and walked into the palace. Everyone in the palace had been prepared, and Wan Juan even had tears in her eyes. She looked at Ye Yang, causing Ye Yang to be confused. What are you touching.

Until he walked to the side of the bed, he saw a set of women's clothing neatly arranged on it, but it was a phoenix coronet, which looked like a wedding gown. He was a little surprised. He thought Feng Luan was just making a set for him at will It's just women's clothes that can be worn, but now it seems that this is not the case, Ye Yang couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Feng Luan whispered softly behind him, and said: "You enter the palace as a servant, it will be difficult for me to marry you again."

Ye Yang understood.

There is no unnecessary ceremony for the servant to enter the palace, it is just to pick a day and send someone from the womb to pick him up. The big wedding is the emperor marrying the queen, even if he is promoted to the queen as a servant, there will be no such step.

Ye Yang was not interested in these ceremonies at all, it didn't matter whether he was a servant or a queen, but it was just a false name, he didn't care about it.

But even so, seeing Feng Luan's careful preparations, he still had an indescribable touch in his heart.

He looked at the clothes on the bed, coughed lightly, and said, "The clothes are so complicated, I can't wear them by myself."

Wan Juan immediately stepped forward to help him put on the cumbersome clothes, but Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan, blinked, and said: "I am a traitor, I want the emperor to help me."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan waved back the servants in the palace, walked up to Ye Yang in person, he was actually not sure how to wear the clothes, he just picked up one of them, looked at it carefully, then turned to Ye Yang, and said: "My concubine—"

Ye Yang had already leaned forward on tiptoe, raised his arms around his neck and kissed him deeply on the lips, Feng Luan was startled by his kiss, and took a step back, just in time for him to push him onto the bed and press him there On the wedding dress on the bed.

At any rate, after these few months, Ye Yang felt that his kissing skills had improved somewhat, at least teasing Feng Luan was enough. He pressed Feng Luan's shoulder, and simply sat on Feng Luan's body, his lips lingering for a moment before finally Separated, he felt that he really looked like the concubine who was seduced by the master, and said to Feng Luan with a suppressed voice: "I'm wearing it now, but I have to take it off later, how troublesome."

Feng Luan held his wrist, as if he wanted to turn over and push him down, but Ye Yang pushed him again, and pushed him back on the bed.

"Wedding night." Ye Yang whispered, "Can I take the initiative?"

……

At dawn the next day, Ye Yang opened his eyes and looked at the bedside, feeling a little headache.

Feng Luan really did not go to court.

Not only that, but he slept deeply. In the past, it was obviously difficult for him to fall asleep. Today, Ye Yang pushed him for a long time before he woke up. He seemed to be a little sleepy. He hugged Ye Yang and wanted to sleep again. Ye Yang shook him awake and rushed to him. Shouted: "Aren't you going to court!"

Feng Luan hugged him tightly, closed his eyes and said: "The morning after the wedding night, even the emperor has to rest."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang felt that he had gone farther and farther on the road of the demon concubine that was passed down by later generations, and maybe someone would scold him tomorrow.

Ye Yang has a headache.

And Feng Luan closed his eyes and murmured to himself, and even talked to him, saying: "If I learn ten more sentences from you, you are willing to go out with me to watch a play."

Ye Yang was startled, a little puzzled, and asked, "Watching a play?"

"The funeral is over, and Yu Shang Sheng will start the stage again." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "Not only that, but the New Year's Eve is coming up, Beijing is very lively, I want to take you for a stroll along the street."

Ye Yang always felt that he had other plans in mind, he hesitated whether to agree, Feng Luan said again: "Concubine Shen is also leaving Beijing soon."

A few days ago, Feng Luan had announced to the public that Concubine Shen was seriously ill and had passed away a few years ago. However, the palace received such bad news one after another. He has no intention of putting it in the harem for the time being. No more concubines and beautiful daughters will be accepted until he recovers from this "shock".

As for when this "psychological trauma" will recover... that's hard to say.

Ye Yang felt that he was playing a rogue.

But he really likes Feng Luan's rogue like this.

And Feng Luan gave Chen Xiangning the big ship "Zhan Lang", and sent a fleet of ships to her. Of course, he didn't let her go out and play casually in the boat. Ye Yang somehow felt that this was a bit like going to the West. The fleet is on the coast, and Chen Xiangning needs to bring people to the south first, and also needs to prepare a lot of materials for sailing. It may take several months before he can actually set off.

"I'm going to practice it for her in the palace tonight." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "But there are a lot of people at the palace banquet, I know you have some friendship with her, you want to come out of the palace with me to send her away from Beijing?"

Ye Yang had a natural affection for Chen Xiangning. After all, Sister Ning left Beijing, and he didn't know when she would be able to see her again. Of course, he wanted to send Chen Xiangning off, so he just nodded in agreement. Feng Luan immediately added, "Since everyone After leaving the palace, let’s watch a show along the way.”

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang felt that this scene was obviously not simple, otherwise, why would Feng Luan insist on inviting him out of the palace one after another? He couldn't help frowning and looked at Feng Luan, who had an innocent face, and said: "When I hear that folk couples fall in love, they always I will go out with you, but I haven't gone out with you yet..."

What he said was so aggrieved, Ye Yang was inexplicably guilty, but when he went shopping and watched a theater, what surprises could there be in the public?He nodded in agreement, Feng Luan was overjoyed, hugged him again, closed his eyes and muttered: "Tonight's palace banquet may be late at night, and I will leave the palace tomorrow, while now, I will sleep a little longer."

Ye Yang didn't want to speak.

That night Feng Luan practiced for Chen Xiangning at the palace banquet, Ye Yang followed Hu to eat and drink, but he didn't have a chance to talk to Chen Xiangning, he was always thinking about Chu Lian, he hadn't seen Chu for a long time Lian, after Chu Heqian forced the palace, he has been very worried about Chu Lian's situation. He wanted to take advantage of the palace banquet to ask Chen Xiangning, but he didn't think there was no chance, so he could only put the matter on tomorrow and Feng Luan's private server Go out of the palace to send Chen Xiangning away from Beijing.

In the evening of the second day, Ye Yang followed Feng Luan out of the palace and rushed to the outskirts of Beijing. Finally, he had the opportunity to meet with Chen Xiangning in private, but he didn't need to ask any more, he had already seen that Chu Lian changed into men's clothes to cover her up. Standing in the distance with his head covering his face, he seemed unwilling to come forward to meet them.

"After that incident, she is not willing to talk to people anymore." Chen Xiangning could only explain for her, and worried that what Chu Lian did would offend Feng Luan, so she said cautiously, "She feels guilty, and she doesn't think that the emperor Come before me, I have already convinced her, after going out to sea, she will never come back to land..."

Feng Luan raised his hand and said, "It's okay, I understand."

For Chu Lian, all these things were too complicated. Her father wanted to kill Feng Luan, and Feng Luan was an enemy who destroyed her whole family. Even if she knew that her father was at fault, she couldn't face it for a while. It will take time, and until then, she can only dodge.

Ye Yang had no choice but to not talk about this matter, but Chen Xiangning was in a good mood, and at this moment she still didn't forget to tease the two of them, asking Ye Yang: "Is it because you are going out of the palace to watch a play?"

Ye Yang couldn't help but startled.

He never told Chen Xiangning that he was going to the theater from the beginning to the end, why did Chen Xiangning know so well what they were going to do?

"Tonight, Yushangsheng will be playing again. If there is an opportunity, you should definitely not miss it." Chen Xiangning smiled at Ye Yang, with a look that seemed to mean something, and said, "It's a pity that I'm leaving Beijing today. I can't see it."

Ye Yang hadn't known about Yu Shangsheng's performance today, and when he bid farewell to Chen Xiangning and watched Chen Xiangning and Chu Lian leave, he turned around and asked Feng Luan curiously, "What are we going to listen to today? "

Feng Luan replied: "It should be a new play."

He didn't seem to want to say the name of the play, Ye Yang was speechless, he just wanted to know when he heard it, while returning to Beijing with Feng Luan, the carriages and horses arrived outside the Sanyuan class, there was still a large group of people crowded outside, And the troupe leader of Sanyuan led the troupe outside to maintain order, when he caught sight of Feng Luan, his legs went limp and he almost fell to his knees.

Shen Shaoheng secretly waved his hands to calm him down. The leader of the Sanyuan class saw that the several people were private servers, and knowing that they came from the palace under private visits, he didn't dare to say anything. He only treated them as distinguished guests, and personally welcomed them into the private room respectfully. go inside.

He served tea to a few people, and laughed with trepidation, and said: "Mr. Mohou said that there is a distinguished guest here today, but the grassroots never thought it would be the emperor..."

When Ye Yang heard the word "Mr. Mohou", he couldn't help frowning slightly, and looked at Feng Luan.

Ming Yan was involved in this matter, and he felt even more wrong.

But Feng Luan didn't look sideways, he seemed upright and serious, there was nothing wrong with him, after the class leader of Sanyuan resigned, he raised his hand and waved away Kang Ning and Shen Shaoheng, leaving only himself and Ye Yang alone.

After all, Ye Yang doesn't watch plays very much, and there are no subtitles on the stage. Even if he listens attentively, he can barely understand the general idea. This is too embarrassing for him. Knocking, Feng Luan suddenly embraced his waist, and kissed him slowly, Ye Yang was startled, subconsciously pushed Feng Luan away, and said: "What are you doing? This is not in the palace!"

Feng Luan replied: "No one will see it."

They are in the private room, only one wall facing the stage has a window, so that they can see the scene on the stage, that is to say, unless the people on the stage look up, no one will notice them doing what.

And the people on the stage will not have time to look up.

But Ye Yang couldn't help being a little panicked, the private taste is different from being intimate and messing around in this kind of place, even if the two of them used to spend a lot of time in the palace chariot, surrounded by palace people, but it's not the same after all, Feng Luan can make the palace people leave temporarily, but he can't let the Sanyuan class clear the stage, and once the people on the stage look up, they will see him and Feng Luan together, embracing and entanglement shamelessly.

It had been a long time since his heart was beating like a drum and his face was flushed red. Seeing that Feng Luan was about to move forward again, he could only hastily push Feng Luan away again, muttering softly, "Don't mess around."

Feng Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, and kissed him on the lips again, while shaking his folding fan to block him, he whispered: "I don't mess around."

Ye Yang blushed, and murmured: "If someone sees—"

Feng Luan asked back: "So what?"

Ye Yang's face became hot, and he hurriedly looked away, only thinking of quickly changing the topic, while Feng Luan found an excuse to make out with him, and hurriedly asked: "What are they singing about?"

Feng Luan leaned close to his ear, smiled and said to him: "They are singing about us."

Ye Yang was slightly startled, and when he wanted to listen seriously again, Feng Luan had already shaken his folding fan again, covering the two of them behind.

His lips and tongue were intertwined, his breathing gradually deepened, his mind became dizzy, he vaguely remembered that this place was in a theater, and there were outsiders around him, he clutched Feng Luan's skirt, trying to push Feng Luan away, but he felt that Feng Luan closed his folding fan, Holding the window frame with one hand, he directly closed the sash on that side.

As long as the window is closed, all that can be seen outside is a entangled black shadow. He finally caught a glimpse and saw Yushang Sheng on the stage, dressed in red makeup and wedding dress, slowly facing the person in the jade crown and yellow robe on the other side of the stage. go.

He finally put his arms around Feng Luan's neck, and murmured inarticulately: "The other window—"

Feng Luan held down the window frame and slammed the window shut, fearing that someone would come out of the window, he brushed his sleeves and extinguished the candle, the room was dark, but Ye Yang's mind was heavy, and the drums and music were ringing in his ears, and he could only vaguely recognize it. One or two librettos were uttered, blending in the ambiguous lingering breath.

"When the waiter becomes the queen, it will be another story through the ages"

He could hear the singing on stage.

"Deep love between emperors and empresses, a couple of gods and gods"

He couldn't hear clearly.

What can others say?

Everything he wants to see is right in front of him.

Ye Yang hugged Feng Luan tightly, and couldn't wait to kiss her back.

What kind of gods and couples, what's the point of this stupid.

He doesn't ask for immortal couples, but only looks at the present.

Day and night.

Consistently, forever.

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