The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Ye Yang was silent for a long time, feeling as if he had seen through Feng Yue.

He couldn't help but sighed again and said, "What do you like? Your brother asked me to introduce you, tell me what you like, I have a good idea in mind. ."

Feng Yue said, "Be kind."

Ye Yang wrote it down silently in his heart.

Feng Yue was happy: "I can eat spicy food."

Ye Yang: "No problem."

Yes, it is also very important for husband and wife to have a unified taste. A unified taste can at least avoid many conflicts after marriage.

"I don't like to go out, I like to stay with the house." Feng Yue thought seriously, "I like cats."

Ye Yang nodded seriously. After marriage, of course, you must have common interests and hobbies.

Ye Yang asked: "What else?"

Feng Yue: "It's a female doll."

Ye Yang: "…"

Ye Yang looked at Feng Yue's serious and sincere eyes, and he couldn't figure out what Feng Yue had gone through to make such a pitiful request.

He carefully memorized these points of Feng Yue's requirements, and felt that it was too simple to follow the conditions proposed by Feng Yue. In this capital, he could find countless small things that fit Feng Yue's heart. elder sister.

After remembering everything, Ye Yang saw that Feng Luan had not returned, remembered the bet he had made with Feng Luan, coughed, approached Feng Yue, and said, "I have introduced my wife to you, Are you...doing me a favor?"

Feng Yue nodded stupidly, patted his chest and agreed: "Brother Yang, what do you say."

Ye Yang then said: "No matter what I say later, you can say yes. If you can't speak Mandarin well, I will prepare a note for you, and you can just write it up."

Feng Yue nodded: "Hey, blow the rainbow fart, leave it to me!"

Ye Yang nodded and wanted to continue his instructions, but Feng Luan had already returned.

He had to swallow what he was going to say next, looked back and smiled at Feng Luan, then raised his hand and ordered Wanjuan to bring a pen and paper, and whispered to Feng Luan: "Your Majesty, the lord is not willing to Talk to you-"

Feng Luan raised an eyebrow: "How do you know?"

Ye Yang: "…"

Feng Luan: "Did he talk to you?"

Ye Yang looked at the top of Feng Luan's head.

"Feng Luan's hidden value +10, the current hidden value is 10"

As expected of the first jealous king in the palace, being jealous is as simple as that.

Ye Yang was so proud, he even felt that all the preparations he had made earlier were in vain, he didn't need to collude with Fengyue at all, he just sealed Luan's ability to be jealous, he can make himself Vinegar died.

Ye Yang lowered his voice even lower, got close to Feng Luan, and said, "Your Majesty, our bet..."

Feng Luan snorted softly and said, "What's wrong with the bet?"

Ye Yang was startled: "Look at you sour, did you lose?"

Feng Luan frowned and looked at him, as if he thought he said something very strange, after a while, Fang said to him slowly: "When did I get jealous?"

Ye Yang: "…"

Ye Yang suddenly realized how big a hole he had dug for himself.

He knew that Feng Luan was jealous, but this was the result of him looking at the hidden value that popped out of Feng Luan's head. He couldn't say anything about it, Feng Luan just pretended to be calm If he didn't admit it, he couldn't win this gamble.

Ye Yang could not wait to slap himself twice.

He could only smile at Feng Luan and sigh deeply.

The lunch has been set up, Feng Luan looked at Feng Yue, and after a while he mustered up his courage again, and said to Feng Yue, "Ayue, what I just said, I hope you can think about it again. consider."

Feng Yue took a careful look at Ye Yang, saw Ye Yang nod to him, then he took the pen and wrote the word "good" on the paper.

The eye contact and small movements between the two of them naturally cannot avoid Feng Luan's eyes,

Feng Luan was feeling uneasy, but Feng Yue suddenly remembered Ye Yang's order. Ye Yang said that no matter what he said later, he would flatter him. Feng Yue felt that Ye Yang Yang probably wanted to check his favorability in front of Feng Luan, so that Feng Luan felt that he did a good job in this matter, thereby enhancing the couple's relationship.

This kind of little fun and careful mechanism to maintain the life of husband and wife, he can understand very well.

So Feng Yue took out another piece of paper, swiped on it, learned the tone of the TV series, and wrote a sentence.

"The emperor's sister-in-law and the younger brother discussed this matter, and the younger brother felt that the elder sister-in-law was right"

Feng Luan: "…"

Feng Luan looked sideways at Ye Yang, Ye Yang hurriedly coughed and said, "Yes, I just talked to the prince."

"The hidden value of Feng Luan is +10, the current hidden value is 20"

Feng Yue remembered the protection of his rainbow fart, and wrote on the paper: "The imperial sister-in-law said that he is responsible for choosing the princess, as the imperial sister-in-law is so smart, smart and beautiful—"

He thought about it, and felt that an emperor would not like others to praise his wife for her good looks. It seemed that he was interested in his wife, which was really not good, so he nodded, Deleted the word "beautiful" and changed it to "calm", and then added a sentence at the end

"—I believe in the vision of the Queen's Wife!"

Feng Luan: "…"

Ye Yang covered his face with one hand, not wanting to speak.

What the **** is this Feng Yue thinking? Doesn't he feel that there is a suspicion of wanting to cover up?

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Luan, and indeed saw a line of characters slowly appearing on Feng Luan's body.

"Feng Luan's hidden value +100, if the hidden value reaches 100, a special event will be triggered, please pay attention to the host"

Ye Yang: "…"

He was so miserable.

If he loses the bet, he has to face the so-called "special event" triggered by Feng Luan's jealousy. He shouldn't dig such a big hole for himself. You have to bear it yourself.

After Feng Yue finished writing those words, he thought he would get a warm response, but he didn't want Feng Luan to look cold, just nodded and said, "I see."

Feng Yue was uneasy, and he was not in the mood to eat after that. He just peeked at Ye Yang, trying to get even the slightest hint from his brother Yang.

But Ye Yang didn't look at him at all.

Not only did Ye Yang not want to look at Feng Yue, but he felt an indescribable panic in his heart.

Every time Feng Yue looked at him, a small word "hidden value +10" would pop up on Feng Luan's head. He couldn't count how many times Feng Yue looked at him helplessly, he felt Feng Luan's jealousy was about to break through the sky, and he was in a panic, wishing that the meal would end sooner.

The hidden time triggered by Feng Luan's snack vinegar was already very tiring. He didn't want to see what Feng Luan would look like when he was extremely jealous. If it was the little black house, wouldn't he be finished? He was really worried.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with this meal until the end of the meal. After the end, Feng Yue left honestly, and the palace was not ready, so he could only go back to the Huguo Temple, and Feng Luan sat in the same place with a cold face. After a while, he stood up and said, "The imperial trial is not over yet."

Ye Yang heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly sent Feng Luan away.

But before Feng Luan went out, he stopped, as if he could not help but have something to say, turned around and looked at Ye Yang, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart, everything Fire at the touch of a button.

"No." Feng Luan said, "I am very angry."

Ye Yang was stunned for a moment, and was very at a loss: "Why are you angry?"

"I don't like the way he looked at you, didn't you notice how many times he looked at you today?" Feng Luan seemed to be still incoherent, and it took a while to organize the language, saying, "Even if He is my younger brother, and it is too much."

Ye Yang: "…"

"I will send someone else to deal with the matter of finding a princess for him." Feng Luan sighed, "If I am not here in the future, you should not see him."

Ye Yang was silent for a while before he asked carefully, "Are you... jealous?"

"Yes, I am jealous." Feng Luan said angrily, "You won, tell me, what do you want me to learn."

Ye Yang immediately became interested.

What Northeastern dialect should the emperor learn? He has a phrase in hand that he has been thinking about for a long time and is the most ready-made.

Ye Yang blinked his eyes seriously, pulled Feng Luan to sit down beside him again: "It's not difficult, just one sentence."

Feng Luan: "…"

Feng Luan: "…"

Feng Luan stood up expressionlessly and said, "The imperial trial is not over yet, I will take a step ahead."

Ye Yang hurriedly grabbed his arm and said seriously, "Don't you want me to promise you something?"

Feng Luan: "…"

Ye Yang: "As long as you learn, I will promise you."

Feng Luan: "...Is this true?"

Ye Yang nodded: "Of course it's true."

He thought, what else could Feng Luan let him do? Anyway, he knew that Feng Luan would not harm him, and what Feng Luan wanted to do was at best a hobby, and he could handle it.

In contrast, he really wanted to hear Feng Luan, who was desperate for face, learn Northeastern dialect from him.

Feng Luan agreed without much hesitation. Seeing him nod, Ye Yang asked him, "What do you want me to do?"

Feng Luan coughed and said, "After the imperial trial, Chu Heqian will not escape death. This matter is very important, and I may be sentenced to prison."

Ye Yang could not help frowning and said, "Do you want me to go with you?"

He thought about the **** situation in the ancient execution ground, and he was a little apprehensive. Then he thought about how many Chu and Qian were in the same party. If he wanted to kill them one by one, the scene would be comparable to a horror movie. , he didn't want to go, but if Feng Luan had to follow him... He couldn't help but hesitate a little bit, he felt scared, that Feng Luan would be scared if he went alone, right?

Actually... it's nothing to accompany Feng Luan in the past, the big deal is that he will just close his eyes and not look at it.

"I didn't mean that, the execution ground is filthy and terrifying, I'm worried about scaring you, so don't go." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "I mean...after the execution, can you follow me? Go upstairs together to meet the people in Beijing."

Ye Yang was stunned for a while before realizing that what Feng Luan asked was just such a simple thing.

He nodded and agreed without thinking much. Feng Luan was relieved, and he was much happier than before. He took the initiative to say to him, "That sentence... I will study hard."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Yang to respond, maybe he was afraid that Ye Yang would pull him to say that sentence again, and hurriedly turned his head away, while Ye Yang was sitting in the same place, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt. Only then did Wanjuan come over and asked her tentatively, "The sage just now said that he wanted me to climb the building with him—"

Before she finished speaking, Wanjuan's eyes widened, as if she had heard something very incredible.

"Little Young Master! This is a big happy event!" Wanjuan said excitedly, "Nunu Numaid will write back to Yunfu to announce the good news!"

Ye Yang: "?"

Only then did Wanju realize that Ye Yang was dazed, obviously ignorant of what this matter meant to him, and hurriedly took a step forward, a little overstepped, but she couldn't hold back her excitement and hurriedly said: "Young master, do you know? In the past, only the queen could accompany the emperor to the **** floor to meet the people in Beijing."

Ye Yang: "…"

"You are a servant, and you can't go up to the **** building with the emperor." Wan Juan said, "The emperor's intention is self-evident, he is expressing his intentions to you, young master. !"

Ye Yang: "…"

Well, he understands.

No wonder Feng Luan was worried that he would not agree to this matter, high school boys were worried that there would be an accident in their confession, he could understand.

Ye Yang is in a calm mood, but Wanju is different.

The heart of the late cuckoo almost exploded into a firework.

"Your Majesty is going to tell the world." Wan Zuo had tears in her eyes, feeling that she had seen the most beautiful love in the world, "You! He is his future queen!"