The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang did not expect that after he asked Shen Shaoheng about this, his heart became even more confused.

Although he had already speculated about the agreement between Feng Luan and Feng Yue, but once he heard the whole picture of the agreement from Shen Shaoheng, he still felt touched, but his confusion never diminished. , I still can't even figure out what to do now.

Shen Shaoheng raised his head to see his expression, and he could roughly guess what Ye Yang was thinking, he was not a fool, he read so many books, it was natural to see that the emperor loved Yun to serve the king Shen, Shijun Yun didn't love the emperor so much, and now Shijun Yun has a knot in his heart. If you don't solve it, the emperor and Shijun Yun will never be able to go further.

The knot can only be solved by Ye Yang himself.

"You don't have to worry so much." Shen Shaoheng reminded, "The emperor would not want you to worry about this."

Ye Yang: "…"

Shen Shaoheng said this, but he was even more upset.

When facing Feng Luan's feelings for him, it seemed to be ineffective.

This frustrated him.

He had nothing to ask Shen Shaoheng, and Shen Shaoheng bowed to him and said, "If Yun Shijun has nothing else to do, and the minister still has official business, I will retire first."

Shen Shaoheng left with the forbidden army, while Ye Yang put down the sedan curtain and was very distressed.

Heart is full of exhaustion.

After returning to the palace, Ye Yang sent someone to get knee injury ointment, and then waved all the palace staff away. He thought about being alone and thinking about it.

After treating the wound on his knee, he sat at the table and scratched his head.

It was time for a nap, Ye Yang was very annoyed, so he simply climbed into bed and closed his eyes, thinking about what to do, wake up and talk about it, but it was difficult to fall asleep, but he felt more and more drowsy in his brain .

In the end, he didn't know when he fell asleep.

He was so sleepy, he felt that his whole body seemed to weigh a thousand jins, and he was like a reed in a lonely boat, drifting in the boundless sea. Come on, he finally waited for his consciousness to return to his body bit by bit. He opened his eyes and his heart was beating fast, but what he saw was the white-painted ceiling and the pale incandescent lamps on the ceiling.

Ye Yang was taken aback and sat up suddenly from the bed, the back of his hand was pulled in pain, he turned his head and saw that there was a hanging needle on the back of his hand, and he suddenly As soon as it was pulled, the hanging needle was almost pulled out from the back of his hand, and it was still aching.

Ye Yang turned his eyes away and looked around.

A flower and fruit basket was placed by the bedside, and a card was placed on it. It was the name of a colleague in the institute. His pair of blue-bottomed plastic slippers was thrown around under the bed, and he was also placed on the small table beside him. I ate half of my lunch—two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish were unstoppable, a familiar taste that was unpalatable in the hospital.

Ye Yang was stunned.

He… is back?

No, not right.

Is he not sleeping in his palace? How can he come back?

If he remembered correctly, he should have died in his original world.

This should just be a dream.

But this dream is too real, everything in the ward is the same as before, but I don’t know where the rest of the clinicians have gone, and the door in the ward is tightly locked, not to mention He was actually full of energy at this moment, and he got out of bed and walked for two laps without feeling any discomfort in his body. He couldn't open the door of the ward, so he went back to the bedside, only to find that the phone on his bed was on the screen, cutting a He is quite familiar with novel pages.

When he was sick, he was bored in the ward, and he read a lot of popular novels. Later, he entered through the book is one of them, and now the content of this novel is displayed on the mobile phone page.

Ye Yang sat down beside the bed, picked up the phone, and glanced at the chapter name of the current chapter.

"Forcing the Palace"

…is a chapter he hadn’t read at all.

He clearly remembered that after Chu Lian entered the palace, he did not experience any plots related to the forced palace. This should not be what he had read before, and the title of this chapter is really a bit unlucky. His heart was beating so fast that he couldn't help but turn to the next page and caught a glimpse of the startling start of the chapter.

"...Chu Lian stepped into the Changhe Palace, Qiancui supported her, delicate embroidered shoes carefully avoided the flesh and blood of the corpse under her feet, and slowly ascended the long white marble steps, she walked for a long time, raised her head , I was seeing the commander of the Imperial Army, Shen Shaoheng, kneeling on one knee with a tassel in hand, his silver helmet covered in blood, and he had lost his breath."

Ye Yang: "…"

Wait, what is this? What happened to Shen Shaoheng? !

"Further up, the corpses of the Imperial Guards were all over the ground, and blood splashed all over the corridor columns carved with dragons and phoenixes. In the innermost part, a young man was nailed to death by a long knife. On the head of the dragon, Chu Lian had seen him beside the emperor, he seemed to be called Piao Ying, no matter how you looked at him, he was still just a child—"

"Kang Ning was leaning against the door, with a big cut on his face, blood all over his clothes, I don't know if he passed out or died, and Chu Lian was numb to the corpses standing all over the place. In the middle, Chu Heqian, who was waiting for the door, stretched out his hand to her, smiled and said to her: "Lian'er, isn't it okay? Now you are the Queen too. ""

"Only then did she see clearly that the officer behind Heqian was holding a man, who looked like the emperor, but was full of sickness, and now it seemed that he couldn't even stand.

She knew that it was King Shenyang Fengyue who had been drugged, and her father needed a puppet, but no matter whether the puppet was sick or disabled, King Shenyang was far easier to control than the emperor; she also knew , since his father killed the young son of the Yun family, all this has been a foregone conclusion. "

Ye Yang was stunned.

Wait, didn't he read a simple romance novel? But all of this is in his dreams, or... is all of this what he imagined?

He tried his best to remain calm, but he couldn't restrain himself from thinking about what he saw. He knew that Qian Cui was the maid of the palace beside Chu Lian, and she followed her from the Chu family into the palace Yes, Chu Heqian looked for Feng Yue in order to find a suitable emperor puppet, and Yunyang fell into the water... Was it actually Chu Heqian's doing?

How about Feng Luan… how about Feng Luan? !

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache, he hurriedly turned a few pages, and finally saw that the familiar name chapter appeared at the end.

"She looked at Feng Luan leaning against the window, covering her face and coughing, the dragon robe was blood-stained, skinny, as if she could not hear her coming in, and could not see her, she Knowing that Chu Heqian didn't want to carry the name of slaying the king, he just made Qiancui secretly poison the emperor's diet, ruining his body, and trying to make him betray his relatives.

Now the emperor has lost all five senses, but he is just a cripple, and the court is full of her father's henchmen. No one dares to object to what Chu Heqian wants to do. "

"...Earlier I heard that General Yun received an order from the Holy Spirit. Chu Heqian was worried for two days, but he never saw Yun Rin come to Beijing, so he was relieved, and now even a tiger His teeth have been pulled, even if the emperor wants to resist, it is too late."

He woke up from the dream, but he was still in his palace, Feng Luan was worried about reaching out to test the temperature on his forehead, and said, "Awake? I have called you for a long time and you haven't heard it, and Wanjuan also said that you haven't even eaten dinner. Yes, but it's cold?"

Ye Yang was stunned for a while before he recovered. He struggled to get up and saw that Kang Ning was just a few steps away, and Feng Luan was also safe and sound. His beating heart gradually eased, and he could only Reaching out and rubbing his head hard, he began to question what he had just seen in his dream.

Is that a dream? Can the dream be so real? If that's not a dream, what is?

Feng Luan was already supporting him and wanted to get him out of bed, and said, "Get down to eat first."

Ye Yang: "…"

Wait, he almost forgot.

Isn’t it that Feng Luan must keep his filial piety and cannot come to the harem within three months? Why did he come that night? !

The table was already served with dinner, Ye Yang hesitantly looked at Feng Luan and asked, "Why are you here?"

"You've been kneeling in the Cining Palace for so long today, I'm worried about the injury on your leg." Feng Luan hesitated a little, then said, "There are still some things... I want to take you to another one. Go to Huguo Temple."

Ye Yang no longer cares about Huguo Temple.

He didn't even think about it, and then he asked, "It's not that you want to be filial... It's not good for you to come here like this?"

Feng Luan was stunned by what he said, and laughed for a while, and said, "You mean that you can't come to the harem for the three months of filial piety?"

Ye Yang nodded.

"That is not to come to the harem to 'favor' the concubine." Feng Luan emphasized those two words carefully, and said, "I just came to see you, what's the harm."

Ye Yang may have just woken up, and his mind is still a little dazed, and he asked casually: "But when you go to the harem, who knows if you are—"

He automatically shut up.

What we are talking about now is that Feng Luan came to his palace and said he favored the concubine, isn't that him?

Don't want Feng Luan to laugh again, and said: "What do you do as a living roomman?"

Ye Yang said: "…"

How could he forget about this... Wait, Mr. Zuiju? !

Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan in horror and asked, "Don't you have to write down everything?"

His mind was full of the hot spring water in the morning to wash the gelatinous fat. If Zuoju Lang had to remember everything, wouldn't it have to be in Feng Luan's emperor career and his evil concubine? The story is abruptly added to the absurdity...

Feng Luan could guess what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, they don't know what happened in the morning."

Ye Yang: "…"

Feng Luan paused and said, "They won't know what happened tonight."

Ye Yang silently lifted his chair, moved back and stepped away, intending to stay as far away as possible from this dog emperor with +50% initiative.

"Where did you want to go." Seeing him act like this, Feng Luan didn't care that he had withdrawn a long distance, just put food in his bowl and said, "I just I want to take you to Huguo Temple."

Ye Yang frowned, full of vigilance and asked: "What to do?"

"Most of the people who go to the temple are looking for something." Feng Luan said, "I am no exception."

Ye Yang cautiously said: "...what does the emperor want?"

Feng Luan: "I ask for the emperor's heir."