The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

When Ye Yang was nervous, his mouth was always quicker than his head. He looked at Feng Luan Binghan's alienated eyes, his heart was half cold, and he subconsciously had to justify his behavior just now, and said with a shy smile: " Isn't it just a rolling pin inside..."

Feng Luan also looked at him: "If you say a little more, you will go home tomorrow with your rolling pin."

He imitated Ye Yang's wording, and he always followed his words, so Ye Yang resolutely shut his mouth and dared not speak more with Feng Luan.

Ye Yang was somewhat resistant to kneeling in his heart, he squatted down cautiously, trying to pick up the jade on the ground, but seeing Feng Luan's favor rapidly dropping to 40, he trembled in his heart and hurried He reached out to reach the jade potential under Feng Luan's feet, but the thing was being stepped on by Feng Luan, and Feng Luan obviously didn't have any intention of raising his foot to move away. Ye Yang hesitated again and again, but he could only raise his head to show his flattery to Feng Luan. With a smile, he said, "Brother, lift your inner foot and block it here."

"Feng Luan Favor-5, Current Favor 35"

Ye Yang: "…"

He wanted to lower Feng Luan's favor, that's right, but it's gone too fast!

Feng Luan asked him, "What do you call me for?"

Ye Yang obediently admits: "Your Majesty."

After he finished saying these words, he waited for a while before he saw Feng Luan lift his foot slightly to move away, while Ye Yang squatted on the ground and hurriedly reached out to Feng Luan's feet, just as he wanted the jade gesture When he dragged it out, he couldn't reach Feng Luan and stepped on the thing again. He looked up and looked up in confusion, only to see Feng Luan extending his hand to him.

It's just that he lowered his brows and his eyes were full of emotion. If he was doing something he was reluctant to do, he still forced Ye Yang to raise his head and use his fingers slightly. With some strength, a faint red mark was printed on the beauty's white and smooth skin, and he opened his lips, seemingly hesitating to speak, but unable to say the next word.

Ye Yang froze his back, the cold incense smell on Feng Luan's body was vague, and it lingered on the tip of his nose, and he was half-bent, with one hand still pressing the jade at Feng Luan's feet On, this scene was so ambiguous that he could guess what was going to happen next with his eyes closed, so he was nervous and had no idea what to do in his heart. After a moment of stalemate, he reluctantly smiled at Feng Luan and said, "Your Majesty, leg numb.

Feng Luan: "…"

"Feng Luan favorability -5, current favorability 30"

Ye Yang: "…"

Half an hour ago, there was still 71 favorability, but after an hour, there is only 30 left? !

No.

He has to figure something out.

He lowered his eyelashes and said softly, "Tomorrow's Qixi Palace Banquet, you will come too."

Ye Yang froze: "Qixi Festival...what?"

Feng Luan had withdrawn his hand, without explaining, he slowly sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Ye Yang looked at him, but suddenly remembered a major event in the plot of the original book.

Feng Luan was so focused on government affairs in his early years that he rarely came to the harem. Until the day before the Qixi Festival, he spent the night in the Chu Lian Palace, and then Chu Lian became pregnant and only favored the Six Palaces, so there was a follow-up in the text development of.

Yun Yang just drowned, Feng Luan went to spend the day and drink.

This dog emperor!

Ye Yang was angry, but he had doubts.

Wait, then why is this dog emperor still here? !

But Feng Luan sat on the side drinking tea and didn't talk to him very much. When Kang Ning, who sent Chu Lian back, had returned, he still remained motionless.

Ye Yang was really anxious, so he had to try his best to hint and ask: "Brother...Is there something wrong with the emperor?"

Feng Luan took a sip of tea and did not speak.

Ye Yang: "If you have something to say, just say something, if you have nothing to do... just..."

He simply closed his eyes and leaned on the bed, and said, "I just fell into the water and the frozen head hurts, can you stop it for a while and let me squint for a while."

Feng Luan put down the tea cup slowly.

"Yun Shijun is ill, you really should rest well." Feng Luan said, "Kang Ning, I haven't finished reading the book today, and I will send it here."

Ye Yang was silent for a long time, then he spoke with trembling, "Your Majesty, where are you going to rest tonight?"

Feng Luan asked: "Is your accent back?"

Ye Yang: "…"

As far as his favorability rating is 30, if he says a few more words, it will be cleared up. In this situation, how can he dare to make a fool of himself.

Feng Luan lowered his eyes again: "You are not feeling well, and you have someone to make a soft couch, I will stay here overnight."

Ye Yang was about to be moved, but Feng Luan added slowly, "It will save you from passing the anger to me."

Ye Yang reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, if you go back, you won't be ready!"

Feng Luan: "I want to do it."

Ye Yang: "…"

After Feng Luan said these words, Ye Yang watched the red letter +1 floating on his body and thought deeply.

Why do you like it? Where is the joy of this tyrant?

Your heart is unpredictable, he cannot understand it.

…

Yunyang was weak after years, Ye Yang lay on the bed for a while, but he actually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was late at night.

He was used to calling the palace servants, thinking about getting up and pouring himself a glass of water, but suddenly he heard a strange noise, which startled him.

The voice seemed to be someone pressing an exclamation into his throat, panicking in a hurry, Ye Yang lifted the teapot and looked around in horror, and it took a moment to confirm the source of the voice.

It turned out to be that tyrant.

The soft couch is on the outside of the hall, Feng Luan is lying flat on top, his hands are folded on his lower abdomen, his sleeping posture is neat and solemn, just like him, but at the moment he is sweating and breathing quickly , looks terrified, as if in a nightmare.

He babbled, Ye Yang didn't know if he should wake him up, but the Emperor Gou's sleep talk, if it is not properly preserved, involves the secrets of the court, it is better not to listen.

He turned around slightly and was about to leave when he heard Feng Luan's trembling whisper.

"I have no choice..." Feng Luan clenched the quilt, his face pale, "Ayue, don't hate me..."

Ye Yang couldn't help turning around and looked at Feng Luan again.

He is good at everything, but he is nosy and a little gossip.

He looked at Feng Luan's reaction, and felt that his dream would obviously not be a happy childhood memory, not sure what A Yue or Feng Luan's dream lover Bai Yueguang, the third concubine of the harem Qianjun is his incarnation.

Although Feng Luan has only three people in his harem, it’s a little bit less meaningful. The book never said that Feng Luan has any white moonlight, but this does not prevent this kind of double blood The plot unfolded in his mind, he pricked up his ears, and just as he was about to listen a few more words, Feng Luan suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two met, Ye Yang was a little embarrassed.

"Master Yun." Feng Luan asked, "What are you doing here?"

He just woke up from the nightmare, breathing slightly, his voice was hoarse, and the sweat on his forehead was fine, and he was trying to calm down. But his expression had long since returned to normal, even more dangerous than usual indifference. The bottom of his eyes seemed to contain a chill, so Ye Yang first swallowed a mouthful of saliva, laughed dryly, and said, "Get up... get up at night. …”

Feng Luan was silent for a moment, and a red letter with diminished favor floated on his body.

"Feng Luan favorability -10, current favorability 21"

Ye Yang panicked.

He smiled stiffly and said dryly, "Thirsty... thirsty... I'm thirsty, drink some water."

After saying this, he directly raised the teapot, raised his head and poured a big mouthful of tea into the mouth of the teapot.

He coughed non-stop, almost coughing up tears, the corners of his eyes were slightly flushed, and there was mist in his eyes.

Ding.

"Feng Luan favorability +1, current favorability 22"

Ye Yang: "…"

Ye Yang followed Feng Luan's line of sight and looked at himself.

This jerk!

"I'm going to bed first, good night!" Ye Yang reluctantly maintained his calm, turned his head and walked towards the bed mechanically, but he remembered the precarious favorability of the dog emperor, but he still counseled and added, "You ... your clothes are wet, change your clothes and go to sleep."

Feng Luan was really startled, as if a little surprised, a little puzzled, Ye Yang looked at his expression, but felt that he might have said the wrong thing, and hurriedly changed his talent. The title of the sentence, changed his words: "You change your clothes and sleep."

Feng Luan still frowned at him.

Ye Yang had to continue to change his words: "Your Majesty...you rest early..."

Feng Luan finally lowered his eyelashes slightly, his expression returned to the past, but Ye Yang did not see a change in his favor, but now it is victory if he does not lose, Ye Yang thought that the end would be a disaster, and was about to sneak back to rest , but Feng Luan stopped him.

Feng Luan said: "Wait."

Ye Yang stopped and turned his head stiffly.

Come on, don't come again?

Feng Luan raised his eyes to look at him, his tone was flat, as if he was saying an extremely ordinary thing: "I want to take a bath and change clothes."

Well, it's better to get up early and pack up.

After he finished saying these words, Ye Yang saw that Feng Luan's favorability had dropped to 22 and increased by 1. He hurriedly nodded and agreed, turning around to go out and waiting for the waiter outside the door. The palace servants called in and ordered them to prepare hot water.

Seeing that the people in the palace were busy coming and going, Ye Yang decided to take this opportunity to sneak away. A word came out.

"Yun Shijun, didn't mama teach you?" Feng Luan looked at his back and said word by word, "Husband bathing, you should stay here and wait for undressing. ."

Ye Yang: "…"

Fuck! Dog Emperor!