Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear
Chapter 329
Chapter 329 Black Belly Prince (24)
Seventh Prince's Mansion, in the study.
Feng Xuan sat on the desk with a complicated expression, looking at An Wan who was lying on the imperial concubine's couch with her eyes closed, and the things in his hand with a complicated expression...
This is what An Wan gave him as soon as he entered the study.
Made of pure gold, the palm-sized sign is engraved with a majestic tiger head.
Tiger Talisman!
A tiger talisman that can mobilize a million Anjia troops at the border!
The tiger talisman that represents power and the identity of the great general of the town, An Wan was actually handed over to him so easily...
And the words she said to him before going to bed...
She said that whether he liked her or not, he had to do her this favor because she had saved him.
Let her stay in his study, and he also stays. The two of them stay in the study overnight, and he repays her for saving her life.
Feng Xuan is not stupid, of course he knows what An Wan means.
The lonely man and the widow are alone all night.
In addition, when they came in, they didn't hide their eyes and ears. By tomorrow, it might spread throughout Shengjing.
At that time, whether Feng Lin is willing to let go or not, it is up to him.
An Wan's boudoir's reputation was damaged, and it spread throughout Shengjing.
At that time, even if Feng Lin is unwilling to let go and insists on marrying An Wan, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will not agree.
Thinking about it, Feng Xuan suddenly took out a bright yellow imperial decree from his sleeve and spread it out on the table.
The imperial decree, the tiger talisman, and the support of Anwan, the general of Zhenguo and king of stability.
The Anjia Army, the Huaibei Army, and the two armies with the most outstanding records in Daxia are all in his hands.
If he wants to rebel, he can force the palace to succeed at any time...
But for some reason, at this very moment, looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, and An Wan who is resting with closed eyes not far away, he just wants to live his life peacefully, well, and simply. ...
He never cared about the throne, the glory, the riches and the brocade clothes.
The Seventh Prince's Mansion.
Fengxuan has a sleepless night, and Anwan has a good dream.
in the palace.
The entire imperial hospital was busy up and down all night, and it was not until dawn that Fang Tianjiao calmed down, and the imperial physicians breathed a sigh of relief.
Glancing at Feng Lin who had been forced to guard Fang Tianjiao's bed, Eunuch Zhang stepped forward hesitantly: "Your Majesty, it's time to go up."
Hearing this, Feng Lin subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, frowning slightly.
"Have all the officials entered the palace?"
"Yes, the prime minister and others have arrived at the Golden Luan Hall."
Feng Lin turned her head to look at Fang Tianjiao who was sitting beside the bed with pale face, pale lips and weak breath, hesitating in her heart...
"Your majesty, do you want to let the servant try?" Zhang Yuanbao asked cautiously.
Feng Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanbao hastily stepped forward, stretched out his hand carefully to break Fang Tianjiao's slender hand that was holding Feng Lin tightly.
Break... don't move.
Break it again...it still doesn't move.
I will break...
Seeing Zhang Yuanbao gritted his teeth and tried his best, Fang Tianjiao still held his hand tightly, not loosening at all.
Seeing this, Feng Lin frowned and waved his sleeves in displeasure: "Forget it, let go."
"Go to the Hall of the Golden Luan and tell the prime minister that I fell into the water last night and suffered from the wind and cold. It is not suitable to go to court early today, and we will talk about it tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanbao was startled, he suddenly raised his head, and looked at Feng Lin in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, isn't this inappropriate..." Zhang Yuanbao hesitated.
"There's nothing wrong with it. If I tell you to go, you can go. Why, do you want to disobey the order?" Feng Lin narrowed his black eyes slightly, and said dangerously.
(End of this chapter)
Seventh Prince's Mansion, in the study.
Feng Xuan sat on the desk with a complicated expression, looking at An Wan who was lying on the imperial concubine's couch with her eyes closed, and the things in his hand with a complicated expression...
This is what An Wan gave him as soon as he entered the study.
Made of pure gold, the palm-sized sign is engraved with a majestic tiger head.
Tiger Talisman!
A tiger talisman that can mobilize a million Anjia troops at the border!
The tiger talisman that represents power and the identity of the great general of the town, An Wan was actually handed over to him so easily...
And the words she said to him before going to bed...
She said that whether he liked her or not, he had to do her this favor because she had saved him.
Let her stay in his study, and he also stays. The two of them stay in the study overnight, and he repays her for saving her life.
Feng Xuan is not stupid, of course he knows what An Wan means.
The lonely man and the widow are alone all night.
In addition, when they came in, they didn't hide their eyes and ears. By tomorrow, it might spread throughout Shengjing.
At that time, whether Feng Lin is willing to let go or not, it is up to him.
An Wan's boudoir's reputation was damaged, and it spread throughout Shengjing.
At that time, even if Feng Lin is unwilling to let go and insists on marrying An Wan, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will not agree.
Thinking about it, Feng Xuan suddenly took out a bright yellow imperial decree from his sleeve and spread it out on the table.
The imperial decree, the tiger talisman, and the support of Anwan, the general of Zhenguo and king of stability.
The Anjia Army, the Huaibei Army, and the two armies with the most outstanding records in Daxia are all in his hands.
If he wants to rebel, he can force the palace to succeed at any time...
But for some reason, at this very moment, looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, and An Wan who is resting with closed eyes not far away, he just wants to live his life peacefully, well, and simply. ...
He never cared about the throne, the glory, the riches and the brocade clothes.
The Seventh Prince's Mansion.
Fengxuan has a sleepless night, and Anwan has a good dream.
in the palace.
The entire imperial hospital was busy up and down all night, and it was not until dawn that Fang Tianjiao calmed down, and the imperial physicians breathed a sigh of relief.
Glancing at Feng Lin who had been forced to guard Fang Tianjiao's bed, Eunuch Zhang stepped forward hesitantly: "Your Majesty, it's time to go up."
Hearing this, Feng Lin subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, frowning slightly.
"Have all the officials entered the palace?"
"Yes, the prime minister and others have arrived at the Golden Luan Hall."
Feng Lin turned her head to look at Fang Tianjiao who was sitting beside the bed with pale face, pale lips and weak breath, hesitating in her heart...
"Your majesty, do you want to let the servant try?" Zhang Yuanbao asked cautiously.
Feng Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanbao hastily stepped forward, stretched out his hand carefully to break Fang Tianjiao's slender hand that was holding Feng Lin tightly.
Break... don't move.
Break it again...it still doesn't move.
I will break...
Seeing Zhang Yuanbao gritted his teeth and tried his best, Fang Tianjiao still held his hand tightly, not loosening at all.
Seeing this, Feng Lin frowned and waved his sleeves in displeasure: "Forget it, let go."
"Go to the Hall of the Golden Luan and tell the prime minister that I fell into the water last night and suffered from the wind and cold. It is not suitable to go to court early today, and we will talk about it tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanbao was startled, he suddenly raised his head, and looked at Feng Lin in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, isn't this inappropriate..." Zhang Yuanbao hesitated.
"There's nothing wrong with it. If I tell you to go, you can go. Why, do you want to disobey the order?" Feng Lin narrowed his black eyes slightly, and said dangerously.
(End of this chapter)
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