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

Chapter 339 Feng Junran's Persistence
Feng Junran watched quietly, he almost hugged her half into his arms, his slender eyes quietly watched every expression on her face, watching that delicate face turn from white to blue, and then again From blue to white, like the magic of juggling, it changes back and forth under his eyes.

Feng Junran lowered his eyelids, lowered his head, bit his slightly trembling lips, and gave her a faint warmth.

Ye Xiaoxiao just shivered. She wanted to push her away, but she was tightly held in her arms. She could feel the strength of the tight restraint on her back. She couldn't struggle, so she could only let someone carry her. Myself, ups and downs.

Wei Youting stopped the courtiers who were about to intervene, and said: "The emperor has just rested, my lord may as well go to the side hall to have a cup of tea and wait. After the emperor wakes up, our family will call you, my lord."

The minister who made the admonishment was taken aback, will the emperor rest?The emperor has always had a lot of affairs in his daily life, and kept candles until late at night, so he seldom set foot in the harem.

Looking up at the sky, it didn't take long for the morning to rest?
Could it be that the emperor is too busy with too many state affairs recently?

Thinking about it, I think it is possible. After all, there are too many things that happened recently. First, the empress dowager collapsed, then the concubine was arrested and imprisoned, and the courtiers who were admonishing were all thrown into Dali by the emperor. Temple, tsk tsk, things are really one after another, it is natural for the emperor to worry about it.

It was also he who smiled faintly and handed over the notebook: "There is nothing important, it's all written in the notebook, just leave it to the emperor if you bother me!"

After the minister finished speaking, he folded his hands and left. Wei Youting held the zhezi in his hand, and he heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the man leave.

Fortunately, there was no movement, otherwise people would be locked in the house, and people outside would know everything when they heard the movement.

Thinking of this, Wei Youting couldn't help coughing in a low voice, and then looked away embarrassingly, well, he's an eunuch, so he was thinking a little too much.

Touching his nose, Wei Youting coughed lightly, and continued to stand guard.

From a distance, Feng Yuran walked slowly through the palace gate, climbed the steps, and walked towards the West Nuan Pavilion step by step. Wei You stopped tall, so he naturally saw the person coming, but he couldn't see who it was, and he could barely walk from there. The robe could tell which prince it was, and when someone walked in, he saw clearly that the person who came was Anyang Wang Feng Yuran.

"Your Highness, Chitose!"

Wei Youting approached with a smile on his face, this is the famous man in front of the emperor, the emperor's own younger brother, no matter what happens, he won't treat the courtier in the same way.

Feng Yuran has changed back to the original smiling fox face, with a harmless expression for humans and animals. Wei Youting nodded and bowed in greeting. This face is the original face of King Anyang. It was much better, because with that kind of face, he almost couldn't tell who was who. He could only tell by looking at the robe, which was simply too deceitful.

"Are you busy, brother?" Feng Yuran glanced at the Xinuang Pavilion, it was quiet without any movement.

"This..." Wei Youting smiled awkwardly: "The emperor is busy now, for the time being..."

Wei You stopped talking and only said three points, because the person in front of him, needless to say, was too blunt. Hearing this, Feng Yuran nodded and didn't say anything. When he was about to turn around and walk out, suddenly there was a message from the Xinuang Pavilion. There was a crackling sound of something rolling down, Feng Yuran was startled, turned around quickly, put his hand on the door frame, and heard a low moan from inside, it was clearly a woman's voice, the tone was very familiar, so familiar to him In an instant, his cheeks flushed, and then he withdrew his hand in panic, staring blankly at the wooden lattice door.

Now even Wei Youting was embarrassed. Even though he was a eunuch, he knew what he should understand.

So he could only lower his head and cough twice.

"Ahem, what, Chitose..."

Feng Yuran waved his hand, didn't speak, turned around and left in a hurry.

Wei Youting looked at the back of the person leaving in surprise, and thought: Qiantui walked in such a hurry, why does it seem like he is running for his life?
On second thought, it was not quite right, it was just an embarrassment for a man who has not yet married.

Thinking of this, he let go of the doubts in his heart, and Wei Youting continued to stand guard peacefully, keeping everyone out for his master.

Feng Yuran, indeed fled, stumbled, escaped from the Xinuang Pavilion by one of the palace gates, went straight into the carriage, sat in the dark carriage, his cheeks were still red, his chest heaved unsteadily, and his ears were buzzing. As if possessed, the low moan sounded all the time.

He could only take a deep breath, and said to the coachman, "Go to Hualiu Lane!"

The coachman answered yes, and drove away slowly in the carriage.

Recently, Mr. Ye went to Hualiu Lane, and wondered if he fell in love with Xiaoliu...

The coachman was driving the car, gossiping silently, the wheels rolled across Suzaku Avenue, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Feng Junran looked down at the comatose person, reluctantly kissed the corners of her eyes, and then slowly stood up after a long while, brought the water basin by himself, wiped the person clean little by little, and dressed neatly.

When Ye Xiaoxiao woke up, it was completely dark. She blinked and saw that Feng Junran was still lying behind the desk. It seemed that this man was busy these days no matter how he looked at it or when he looked at it.

She blinked, walked over slowly, picked up a robe, and gently put it on.

They all say that they envy the emperor, look at Feng Junran, he is also exhausted to death, and he is not as good as an ordinary businessman, who does business without worrying about food and drink.

The man who was reviewing government affairs was taken aback for a moment, and he caught a glimpse of the figure around him from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, reached out and patted the hand on his shoulder, and continued to deal with what he had to do.

In the middle of the night, the scouts also sent an urgent task.

The Kingdom of Shu in the south raided the mouth of the Yangtze River.

Shu Kingdom?
Ye Xiaoxiao was a little shocked, they hadn't done anything to Shu yet, they had already rushed out to make trouble.

"How could this be?"

The intersecting leaf was a little surprised, Feng Junran said lightly: "Continue to explore, if they rush over, they will all be killed one by one!"

The man spoke calmly, and his voice did not fluctuate, but the boldness and domineering between the lines made the scout look terrified, and after saluting, he backed out.

After the emperor spoke, they did just that. They are all passionate men, so naturally they would not watch outsiders set foot on their own land!
The scout left with enthusiasm, Ye Xiaoxiao knew that starting today, the frontier would not be safe again...

Anyway, I have never lived in peace. Sooner or later, Feng Junran's goal is the world. Now, the only thing left in the world is the big rock of Shu!
It was because she was familiar with Feng Junran's character that she knew that this man was not afraid of war, nor was he longing for war, but just like many emperors, he had the obsession to dominate the country.

(End of this chapter)