The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Then wash it, what else can you do."

Feng Luan smiled and replied: "Yes."

Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan **** and felt that he should avoid looking at him, but he couldn't help staring at Feng Luan, and he had to tell himself in his heart, anyway, he wanted to What he saw, there was not much difference between seeing it one day earlier and seeing it one day later. Seeing it earlier and taking a few more glances, he even felt that he had made a profit.

Feng Luan did not avoid him.

He didn't think he had anything to hide, he finally waited until this day, and even a little emotional, when he removed the cumbersome clothes one by one, he just stepped in The tub, almost immediately felt that the tub in front of them was indeed a little smaller for the two of them.

He began to regret why he didn't take Ye Yang to the Hot Spring Palace. Now the tub is so small, it would be too difficult for the two to sit face to face. Feng Luan hesitated for a moment, then simply bent his legs to Ye Yang's side, tentatively stretched out his hand, trying to embrace the beauty's shoulders, but Ye Yang didn't resist, so he had to go one step further, holding the beauty in his arms, and decided to go further.

"The tub is too crowded." Feng Luan probed carefully and said, "Ayang, do you want to come into my arms?"

Ye Yang: "…"

Now Ye Yang is full of confusion, he only pondered silently in his heart, and some did not understand how he came up with the idea that the dog emperor would not work.

As far as he touched the Hot Spring Palace that day and what he saw today... He began to regret it, what can't be done, isn't it very good!

What to say to his arms... This gesture made him a little panic, he only hesitated for a moment, then turned around and looked at Feng Luan.

He raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Feng Luan's neck, his wet hair went around the crook of his arms, in line with the white lotus-like forearm, and he turned over and sat on Feng Luan's legs, knees Kneeling halfway against Feng Luan's leg, he smiled at Feng Luan, still a little nervous, and said, "Open... Let's start?"

Feng Luan laughed, raised his hand from the bath water, stroked the side of his face, the warm bath water was drawn down from the side of his face, and Feng Luan's hot palm was pressed against On his face, Ye Yang's heart was pounding. He had no experience. At this time, he didn't know how to react, but at this time...he didn't even need to think about it, his body had already responded. .

He leaned over and kissed it, leaving everything he wanted to say, everything he wanted to do between his lips and teeth at this time, the two of them were entangled in this, the emotion was unspeakable, Feng Luan Holding his hand and leading him into the water, he covered it with both palms, only to feel his heart burning like fire.

He felt that the bath water was too cold, he couldn't help shivering, and he felt that maybe it wasn't the water that was cold, it was him that was too hot, but Feng Luan still entangled him and kissed him , He listened to Feng Luan's turbulent breath, and at that moment, he seemed to suddenly feel that there is nothing in the world that makes people happier than this.

He looked at his sweetheart, and in front of him he couldn't help himself, and he seemed to be excited. He didn't know how long he had been entangled with Feng Luan in the bath water. The water was really cold this time. He shuddered and murmured softly, "If you're done washing—"

Feng Luan held his hand, laughed with him in a low voice, and said, "Ayang, wait for me."

Ye Yang: "…"

When it was over, Feng Luan leaned over his shoulder and panted, his breath was chaotic, and Ye Yang was so embarrassed that he couldn't even speak, and after a long while, he said: "The water... the water is cold. ."

He thought, this matter should end now, and if it goes further, it will really not stop.

Ke Feng Luan raised his head slightly from his shoulder, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Wait a minute."

Ye Yang was taken aback.

This dog emperor should not pay attention to etiquette, and he should be happy when he is happy, right?

Ye Yang hurriedly refused and said, "No need, no need... I'm a little cold, I'll go out first..."

He wanted to get up, but Feng Luan hugged his waist and pressed him into his arms, Ye Yang thumped back into the water, his mind went blank, he just felt that he should do something to get out of this situation "Dangerous situation", and what can be done to destroy this ambiguous atmosphere?

"It's alright, brother." Ye Yang stammered and said hastily, "It's not good."

Feng Luan: "…"

His words were enough to make the original ambiguous atmosphere disappear. He felt that Feng Luan seemed calmer, and he watched Feng Luan pull the clothes on the screen aside, and could not help but relax in secret. Take a breath.

But he was obviously wrong.

Feng Luan hugged him and made him sit on the edge of the tub. Ye Yang really didn't expect him to do this, his mind was slow for a moment, Feng Luan had already put the blanket and clothes away Wrapped around him, as if worried that he would catch a cold, with a smile on his lips, he said, "Wait a minute."

It's rude, but he doesn't want to stay here for a moment, he muttered softly, and said, "What are you waiting for... I've got my clothes on, hurry up and go back—"

He stopped the voice suddenly, opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of surprise, seeing Feng Luan leaning down, just about to push Feng Luan away, but remembered that he was sitting on the edge of the tub at the moment.

He was afraid that he would fall, and that he would make a noise that would attract the attention of the outside palace, so he had to clench the edge of the tub under him with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other.

He thought, the water in this tub should have cooled down by now.

But his calf was immersed in the tub, but he didn't seem to feel anything. At this moment, except for Feng Luan, he didn't seem to be able to see or feel anything. His voice was intermittent Breathing low, word by word leaked out from between his fingers, and the tone of such a soft-spoken tone was not at all like his usual voice.

"Put me down." Ye Yang said tremblingly, "Do you think this is... juggling..."

Feng Luan: "…"

Ye Yang was obviously very dissatisfied with his current situation, but Feng Luan did not respond, he only had to deepen his mouth, Ye Yang automatically closed his mouth, swallowed all the words into his throat, and removed There was no words other than the slow breathing.

…

Ye Yang felt that he deserved to die.

His legs were so weak that he could barely stand still, Feng Luan hugged him and came out from behind the screen, put him on the bed, pulled down the curtain of the bed, before calling the palace servants outside, he was already Hearing Ye Yang scolded him as a dog emperor.

Feng Luan was not annoyed at all, he had never been in such a good mood before, he couldn't help but think of the four joys that were passed down in the folk, and the other three, in his capacity, it should be difficult to feel , and although he has not fully understood the bridal candle, he has understood most of it now.

He wanted to call the palace staff to come in to clean up and change the hot water again, but Ye Yang subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, a little nervous, and whispered in a low voice: "If the palace staff cleans up, see now..."

Ye Yang's voice stopped, his face was red and his ears were red, his voice was even lower, and he said vaguely, "What should I do if I see it..."

Feng Luan laughed and said, "I am the ruler of a country, so I can't hide such a thing."

Ye Yang: "...I think this bath is a waste."

Feng Luan said softly with him, "I let them change the water in again."

Feng Luan got up and went out to summon the palace servants, Ye Yang silently pulled up the quilt, only felt a little dizzy, and didn't know whether he caught a cold or was in a panic, he didn't dare to think about what happened just now, After lying down for a while, he was almost drowsy when suddenly he heard the familiar sound of the system. He turned his head and saw Feng Luan lift the bed curtain, and a line of system prompts appeared out of thin air.

"Congratulations to the host for triggering the special event of third-order favorability, the current third-order favorability has been cleared"

"Repeat reminder: a special event will be triggered if the third-order favorable impression reaches 100, please pay more attention to the host"

Ye Yang: "…"

What should come, always come.

Once again, he will be familiar with it.

Feng Luan leaned over and kissed him lightly, saying: "Wait, wait until they have changed the hot water, then you can take a shower and change your clothes again."

Ye Yang whispered: "I... I want to go back first."

"You rest here now." Feng Luan reluctantly maintained his reason, "I will send you back later."

Ye Yang: "...will be rumored."

Feng Luan: "…"

Ye Yang struggled hard: "Concubine Shen is right, in case Chu Heqian is given an excuse—"

"Feng Luan favorability +100, current favorability 100"

"ding"

"Because the character Feng Luan has entered the third rank of favorability, a special event will be triggered within three days after reaching 100, and then the favorability will be cleared, please pay more attention to the host"

Ye Yang: "…"

Huh? ? ?

What does this add? Is it really a perpetual motion machine? !

Ye Yang pulled up the quilt and covered his face, feeling a little tired.

According to the perpetual motion of the favor system, it will come and go every three days, and he is afraid that he will never rest again.

Feng Luan helped him tuck the quilt tightly again, with a gentle expression, and said, "You are not feeling well, so don't go to Huguo Temple tonight."

Ye Yang: "…"

If Feng Luan hadn't mentioned it, Ye Yang would have forgotten that he was going to Huguo Temple.

He felt that there was such a trouble just now, his cold was getting worse and his head was dizzy, not to mention going to Huguo Temple, he didn't even want to go out of the bed, anyway Huguo Temple... It's not that important, it will be later Going is no big deal.

He closed his eyes, feeling inexplicably sorry for Feng Yue.

When he came back from Huguo Temple, he thought about going back to Huguo Temple to find out the true identity of Feng Yue. He always felt that Feng Yue was just like him, with a mouthful dialects from another world.

He is well-spoken in Mandarin, and can switch between dialects and Mandarin without any problems, and Feng Yue looks like he doesn't know any Mandarin at all, so he has been relying on notes to contact outsiders all these years. A standard cat slave, Azhai, a Sichuan guy, in all likelihood, he is a fellow countryman who is older than himself.

But I haven't seen him for so many days...

Ye Yang poked his head out of the bed and saw Feng Luan beside him with a gentle and sincere expression, and instantly dismissed the year of going to Huguo Temple tonight.

Forget it, don't have a daughter-in-law.

Yes, my daughter-in-law.

Male daughters are also daughters-in-law! He announced! The dream of a wife and children having a hot kang head has finally been half realized!