From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 320

Ye Xiaoxiao sent a bowl of bird's nest and returned to Hongyuan. An Ru and Yun Qi walked over together, An Ru asked happily: "Miss, miss, what does the emperor say? Have you gone to the palace gate to see the master? "

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at the two people who grew up with her, and smiled faintly: "How can we guess about the emperor's affairs, let's go back!"

After saying this, it was as if she hadn't said anything at all. An Ru Yunqi looked at each other, and didn't know what to say, so she could only follow Ye Xiaoxiao silently, and slowly returned to Hongyuan.

That night, Feng Junran did not go to Hongyuan to spend the night for the first time, but stayed in the Xinuang Pavilion. This made Wang Ying, who had been waiting for a long time, feel something was wrong. She smiled slightly, ordered someone to cook ginseng soup, and took it with her overnight. Arrived outside Xinuang Pavilion.

It was already late at night, and the night dew was thick, Wang Ying was standing outside the Xinuang Pavilion with ginseng soup, Wei Youting glanced at the person, and was about to tell someone to go back, but the man in the Xinuang Pavilion said in a deep voice: "Let her in!"

Wei Youting could only invite people in with a smile on his face.

Immediately, Wang Ying was elated, straightened her collar, smoothed her hair down, and walked into the Xinuang Pavilion with ginseng soup with a happy face.

In Nuo Da's study room, the candles were brightly lit, as if it were daytime. The man was wearing ordinary clothes, sitting quietly behind the desk, holding a brush in his hand, and lowered his head to review the mountains of books. He was handsome and handsome, like a noble picture scroll.

Wang Ying pursed her lips, leaned over slowly, and offered the ginseng soup.

"Your Majesty, the night dew is thick, Your Majesty, don't get tired, my concubine, my concubine will feel distressed."

As she spoke, her eyes were tearful, as if they were filled with spring water, and she looked over slowly, as if she was teasing the man with a hook.

Feng Junran glanced coldly, and Wang Ying immediately looked away shyly like a little girl, but still showed joy.

Feng Junran put down the brush, picked up the soup, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

Wang Ying was so happy that she couldn't help but look up. After seeing the straight porcelain bowl, the man's slender eyes stared straight at her. The black pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of rosy clouds, dazzling and dazzling, making her Can't look away.

Her face started to get hot, she subconsciously looked away, but she didn't want to give up a glance, she could only look down, and looked at the man's Adam's apple that was sliding up and down due to swallowing, and suddenly felt dizzy.

After drinking a bowl of ginseng soup in one go, Feng Junran licked the corner of her mouth, and slowly put down the bowl. Wang Ying was already hot all over, and she felt a little unbearable. Annoyed, he let go of his courage, leaned on the man's shoulder, and talked along the conversation with one hand, stroking the long-awaited chest.

It was warm, hot, tight and firm, and she could even feel the man's powerful heartbeat, which made her tremble even more. She lowered her head slowly, trying to catch the corners of the man's thin but still alluring lips.

Although there was once, but she damn fainted, and she didn't remember anything that happened, only the pain after waking up, but it didn't matter, this time she was sober, and she would firmly remember the process in her heart .

Seeing that the corners of his lips were about to be pressed, the man reached out and grabbed her neck, pulled her slightly, and pulled her into his arms, pressing her on the desk, his slender eyes looking at her through the candlelight. Come here, it's cold and dark, like a flame jumping under the Nine Netherworld.

Wang Ying felt that she was like the fire that had been ignited, almost melting under the scorching heat.

However, Feng Junran was extremely calm, and walked away with his fingers sticking to her cheeks. After a long time, he said coldly: "You, shouldn't you be in the cold palace?"

The person who was completely intoxicated was stunned for a moment, her face turned ashen in an instant, she looked at Feng Junran in shock, her body couldn't help shivering.

Could it be that the emperor has never asked about it until now, not because he let him go, but because, but because, he has never paid attention to himself, never thought about anything about himself?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"Emperor, Your Majesty..." Cold sweat ran down her cheeks, and Wang Ying began to regret why she appeared here!
"Wei Youting, how are you doing?"

Wei Youting, who had always thought that the emperor was planning to transfer his love this time, shivered suddenly, beads of sweat gushed out, hanging on his forehead a little bit, crystal clear.

"Emperor, Your Majesty!"

Feng Junran frowned, knocked the person to the ground, and turned around with big strides, but when passing by Wei Youting, he stopped for a moment, and said coldly: "I don't want to see it again!"

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty!" Wei Youting hurriedly saluted, and ordered the guards to take him away as soon as he saw him out of Xinuang Pavilion.

Oh, oh, today is really unlucky, this woman has something bad, but she came when the emperor was in a bad mood. If the emperor is happy, maybe she will go with her and not pursue it. Now, hey, I can't run away, empress, we still have to go back and stay!

Hey, what should he say?What a fool!

Wei Youting almost wanted to beat his chest and feet, lamenting that people's IQ is getting worse.

In the dead of night, there was a burst of exclamation in the harem, and then there was a commotion. The empress dowager was awakened, looked up, Yu Fei hurried out and asked, "Your Majesty is thirsty?"

The Empress Dowager raised her brows and chuckled lightly: "It's okay, you step back!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

People, the scars are always healed and the pain is forgotten, there is no way!

Feng Junran, who couldn't sleep, was strolling around in the palace. The night was getting dark, and the wind suddenly picked up, and the premature leaves were blown away, and scattered on the dark lake surface with a splash, creating circles of water ripples.

Feng Junran glanced at it, turned around and walked towards the palace gate. Wei Youting lit up a lantern, and hurriedly followed behind, carefully serving him.

Outside the palace city, the people who were still kneeling on the floor, obviously the team that should happily go back to the palace to ask for the reward, now knelt on the floor with a broken face, and the guards standing around had changed several times, and they , After experiencing the sun at noon, it is necessary to deal with the wind, frost and dew at night.

Some people had already frowned and complained, but they didn't show it. Looking around, they were all kneeling people respectfully, but many of them were exhausted, staggering, and almost fainted.

This is what Feng Junran saw when he appeared. He stopped others from making a sound, and only hid silently in the shadows, looking at the group of people outside the palace gate shrouded in the halo of the lantern.

Ye Cheng's eyes were closed, his posture was straight, and his whole body still exuded the righteousness of a soldier. He seemed to turn a deaf ear to it, and seemed to be indifferent. He looked like a soldier who obeyed orders. Behind him, starting from Zhu Chengyou, followed His young generals, who had conquered the north and south, also knelt on the ground in unison, with the same calm expression as Ye Cheng, even though their lips were already dry and skinned, they still did not show any signs of fatigue.

(End of this chapter)