The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang sent away the lost Yun Lin, and his mood became more and more complicated.

He didn't know if the two little eunuchs would report what he said with Yun Rin to Feng Luan, but if they did... I'm afraid that Feng Luan's favorability has fallen to the bottom. It will fall further, and now Feng Luan's affection for him may only be negative.

Ye Yang lay back on the bed, maybe because of the intensified wind chill, he felt more and more dizzy, while trying to recall the large paragraph of instructions that the system finally jumped out of the book.

Anyway, he read a lot of strange novels when he was recovering from illness, and quickly accepted everything in front of him, thinking that he had nothing to worry about anyway, and he couldn't give up this chance to live again.

But now Feng Luan's favorability has fallen to the bottom, and the system tells that once Feng Luan's favorability drops below 0, this dog emperor is likely to kill him.

He was in a state of turmoil, when Li Mama suddenly flew in from the outside, stood by the door and shouted at him, "Little Young Master! Bah, Yun Shijun! Great joy!"

Ye Yang looked at her with doubts.

Isn't Mama Li a teaching mama? Why are you still staying in his palace and not leaving?

Before he opened his mouth to ask, he saw a young father-in-law walk in with a happy face, and said loudly: "Yun Shijun, happy event!"

Ye Yang: "…"

Ye Yang felt that he understood.

Does this dog emperor want him to sleep? !

As a steadfast straight man, Ye Yang has a headache.

He must refuse to serve the bed, but Feng Luan's affection for him is already so low, if he refuses again... He is afraid that Feng Luan will kill him on the spot.

He looked at the happy faces of the father-in-law and Li Ma, and suddenly remembered that today was the Qixi Festival, there was a palace banquet in the palace, and Feng Luan ordered him to participate, which means... as long as he If you work hard enough at the palace banquet, there is still a chance to save the emperor's favor!

It's just that this dog emperor's favor point is a bit too weird. So far, except for Rainbow Fart, he has not found a way to brush the tyrant's favor.

Ye Yang, Dangerous.

…

The sky is about to fall, and someone came to invite Ye Yang to move to the Qixi Palace banquet.

Ye Yang sat drowsy beside the bed, feeling as if he was getting sicker. Originally it was just a little Fenghan, but now he reached out and touched his forehead, and he could feel the heat on his forehead, but he could only insist on going to the palace banquet with the people who came. He was still early, and he was seated. Sitting down, he rubbed his forehead and recalled the story that was supposed to happen tonight in the original book.

The Tanabata Palace banquet, concubines and concubines fight cleverly, needles pierce the moon, halfway through the banquet, people in the palace perform arts, Chu Lian dances the city, attracting Feng Luan's attention, but all these things are related to It doesn't matter to him, which means that tonight he just needs to eat melons quietly and blow a few rainbow farts to the tyrant by the way.

While thinking about it, he raised his head and saw Chu Lian, the heroine of the book, appearing. When he met in the palace before, he was full of the jade power at Feng Luan's feet, and he did not pay attention to Chu Lian's right His own goodwill, but now he looked up and saw Chu Lian's goodwill towards him at a glance.

"Chu Lian's current favorability rating: -121"

Ye Yang: "…"

What did he do to make Chu Lian hate him so much?

From behind, Kang Ning shouted that the emperor is coming, Ye Yang hurriedly sat upright, turned his head to the side, and happened to meet Feng Luan's cold eyes looking at him, and the constant jumping out of Feng Luan's body. Big red letters.

"Feng Luan favorability-1-1-1-1-1...current favorability-17"

Ye Yang: "…"

Huh? Why do you fall in love with him?

Ye Yang's pleasing smile to Feng Luan completely collapsed on his face.

Now that he is too far away from Feng Luan, there is no way to flatter Feng Luan. He can only minimize his sense of existence, lest Feng Luan feel upset when he sees him, and then inexplicably lose some goodwill just bad.

The Tanabata Palace Banquet is not a big event, Concubine Shen is not coming due to illness, and the Queen Mother does not like to be lively, now all the main characters are on the stage, the palace banquet has already started, Ye Yang concentrates on eating, anyway, begging for cleverness has nothing to do with him He ate happily, but from time to time he felt a dazzling stare from the side - it was obviously Feng Luan.

Ye Yang is very guilty.

But the roast goose at the palace banquet was so delicious that he ignored Feng Luan's gaze and watched the rest of the palace maids wear needles and fight skillfully under pressure. Lian was eager to try, she had practiced the exotic dance for a long time, only to be presented to Feng Luan today.

Ye Yang's mouth was full of roast goose, he raised his head blankly, and subconsciously responded, "...Huh?"

Feng Luan: "…"

When Feng Luan saw him eating goose, he remembered the finger he was bitten on last night, he was full of anger and let out a cold snort, saying: "I heard that Yun Shijun has no qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you are not good, Concubine Chu wants to dance, so why not ask Yun Shijun to play the qin?"

Ye Yang: "…"

This dog emperor knows that he has "amnesia", but still wants him to play the piano? Isn't this just to make him look ugly?

Ye Yang: "Your Majesty, I—"

"Feng Luan favorability -1, current favorability -18"

Ye Yang: "—I can sing and dance! Tell me, what do you want me to play!"

Chu Lian prides herself on her outstanding dancing skills. The accompaniment is only an accompaniment after all. If she can't steal her limelight, she just smiled slightly, her expression quite arrogant, and asked: "Yun Shijun, what song do you want to play? ?"

Ye Yang was a little embarrassed: "Uh...I...I think Sister Chu dances gracefully, like a wind music, let's play it!"

Chu Lian was not afraid at all, and asked: "Flute or Xiao?"

Ye Yang: "Not at all..."

Chu Lian frowned slightly: "Is that Xun?"

Ye Yang bit the bullet and said softly, "...Suona...Suona."

Chu Lian: "…"

Ye Yang did learn some suona, but when he was young, he learned a little from his grandfather.

He watched Chu Lian posing for a dance on the field, raised the suona in his hand tremblingly, and blew the first note.

Chu Lian slipped her foot and almost fell on the spot. She looked back and looked at him in shock, but she was shocked to realize that Feng Luan was staring at the two of them at this time. Before jumping out two steps, the sound of the suona suddenly floated, and the sound was blown away.

Chu Lianting didn't, nor did she dance, she paused in an awkward position for a long time, Fang Ting Ye Yang blew the tone just now, she gritted her teeth, the original graceful and charming exotic dance, Abruptly, she jumped out of the chilling air, and all the charming glances turned into sharp blades, straight at Ye Yang.

Feng Luan was choking on the wine and was coughing so badly, Kang Ning hurriedly cheered him up and said, "Your Majesty, this Servant Yun is just making a fool of yourself."

But before Kang Ning finished speaking, he saw Feng Luan bend his lips slightly. He seemed to have to hold back the smile, but Ye Yang blew an unstable long note, and Chu Lian stumbled, and Feng Luan couldn't help but let out a low laugh. When the rest of the banquet saw the emperor laughing, they immediately followed suit, accompanied by Ye Yang's sparse suona sound, the palace banquet was suddenly full of people. Happy breath.

…

Ye Yang's heart is bitter.

He hadn't touched this thing for too long, and even he felt ashamed, but except for Chu Lian, everyone at the palace banquet seemed to be very happy. When he sat back on his seat again, Feng Luan waved at him and asked him to come closer to talk.

Ye Yang was excited.

He couldn't wait to carry his stool and jump over immediately, but he still remembered that Feng Luan didn't like to escape, so he forced himself to walk slowly over and said softly, "What is the emperor's order? ?"

Feng Luan turned his head slightly, looked up at him, and asked, "Is this what Yun Xiang taught you?"

Ye Yang: "…"

Feng Luan was in a very good mood, raised his hand to order the palace servants to pour wine, and said, "You are quite interesting."

What's the use of being interesting, you give me a good impression!

Ye Yang was about to speak, but felt a flicker of cold light, he looked up, and saw that the palace servant named Feng Luan was pouring wine with a sharp edge in his sleeve, and a fierce light in his eyes .

Ye Yang has subconsciously grasped Feng Luan's wrist, pulled him to his side, and without hesitation moved forward to block Feng Luan behind him.

He didn't think much about it, all his actions were just a conditioned reflex of years of work, but he forgot that Yunyang's body was weak, far from the physique he trained in the past. He pulled Feng Luan hard, and he almost stumbled. Then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulders. Instead, Feng Luan wrapped his arms around his waist and stepped back a few steps to avoid the assassin's blade.

The guards rushed up, Ye Yang wanted to look back, but felt dizzy, the pain behind the shoulder was excruciating, and if there was a fire, he was full of cold sweat, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Is it so painful?

Corning has exclaimed: "The knife is poisonous."

Ye Yang: "…"

The palace banquet was a mess, Ye Yang finally turned his head to look at his shoulders, the front of his clothes was stained with blood, and he was a little dizzy, and there was noise in front of him, he couldn't hold back and muttered softly , said: "Oh my god, why is there so much blood, am I dying..."

Feng Luan took him in his arms with a complicated expression, and after a while he said softly, "Don't worry, I won't let you die."

Ye Yang was already in a state of confusion, he could see the number that added favor to Feng Luan's head jumping over, but his eyes were blurred, like a layer of veil, he couldn't really see how much it was , opened his lips slightly for a long time, his voice trembling, but insisted on saying the next sentence.

Feng Luan frowned, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Yes... Be nice to the imperial physician." Ye Yang slowly closed his eyes, "Study medicine is not easy, just do it and cherish it... Don't let the imperial physician be buried with you."

Feng Luan: "…"