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Chapter 1204 My Palace Is Absolutely Gorgeous 8
But this miracle didn't last long.

When Feng Xingche was two years old, his mother passed away after all.

At that time, the queen had no heirs, and she wanted to raise Feng Xingche under her knees, but she was repeatedly blocked by the queen mother who was still Concubine He at that time.

So the majestic seventh prince was left unattended in the palace and suffered all kinds of bullying until the queen mother couldn't stop her and suggested that Feng Xingche and the third prince Feng Xingyang should be raised together as companions, Feng Xingche was adopted by the queen mother.

But life is still uncomfortable.

After all, all palace people have eyes, so they naturally know who is the master and who is the abandoned son in this palace.

It's just that no one thought that this abandoned son whom everyone thought would end up becoming the master of the world.

When everyone looked at them with contempt or hatred, or looked down upon them, they were looking at the faces of those palace servants flattering those favored concubines.

Feng Xingche knew that power was more important than anything else in this palace.

He quietly wooed a lot of small officials, and finally hooked up with the Yan family.

The Yan family wanted to be a courtier with power over the world, and he wanted to be the lord of the world, so they just got what they needed, stepped on each other's position, and feared each other.

For Yan Luo, he can't even say that he likes it. He has never liked that kind of woman with extremely sharp appearance, and because he has seen too many dirty things in the palace, there are even some empty and lonely palace ladies who once wanted to do something to Feng Xingche. Some things that went too far made his already suspicious temperament more sensitive, and he hated other people's touch, like a kind of cleanliness.

Compared with that kind of girl with extremely sharp looks, girls like Qingfeng Langyue make him look more pleasing to the eye.

The reason why he followed Yan Luo so much was because of the Yan family. In fact, he had never drank the soup that Yan Luo had cooked for him every day for nearly a year.

Fishing for her love is also using her.

It's really... a big pig's trotter.

Yan Luo smiled, brushed away the palace servants who wanted to report, and pushed open the door of the imperial study.

Walking inside, turning the barrier is the man sitting behind the desk.

He looked to be in his early 20s, with sharp outlines and deep and gloomy eyes, but that face was really good-looking, suppressing the suspicion and gloom in his eyes forcibly, making it hard to see. through.

"His Majesty."

Feng Xingche had heard the movement outside the door a long time ago, and couldn't help but frowned slightly when he heard this charming and lazy voice, put down the pen stained with cinnabar in his hand, looked up, but his breath was slightly suffocated.

The girl standing in the center and saluting slightly is only twenty-eight years old, with black hair and cloudy clouds, a pair of jade pendants, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, seeming affectionate and ruthless.

She was wearing the red dress she often wore, with the red gauze skirt dragging behind her, and a plum blossom was blooming between her eyebrows.

Really flirtatious to the extreme.

Feng Xingche looked into Yan Luo's eyes, and thought flashed across his eyes, he slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and said in a cold voice, "Aifei, get up."

In the memory of the original owner, this person has always been like this, cold and indifferent, holding everything in his hands calmly.

Yan Luo turned around and slowly poured out a bowl of soup from the altar, walked slowly to Feng Xingche's side, and poured his body into Feng Xingche's arms.

(End of this chapter)