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

Chapter 650 Quitting Is Not His Feng Junran Style
……do excercise? ?
Ye Xiaoxiao raised her head in a daze, her peach-blossom eyes were wide open, reflecting the man's indifferent face, but those slender eyes revealed the man's mood.

Uh... It seems that the emperor is in a good mood. As for that gaze, why does it feel like a wolf staring at a rabbit?
Ye Xiaoxiao blinked, and silently looked away, but her jaw was pinched, forcing her to only look at the man's face.

Ye Xiaoxiao's heart was about to melt just looking at the stern face that was close at hand with a bit of warmth and softness.

Feng Junran smiled faintly, his thin lips only curved slightly, but it was already enough to make Ye Xiaoxiao stunned.

"Little..."

With a murmur, the man directly hugged him into his arms, lost his height, turned his gaze, and changed into the posture of being hugged by someone.

Xiaoyetou pushed the man's chest, looked back, outside the open wooden lattice window, the sun was shining brightly, scorching like fire, and the coming and going Habayashi guards passed by solemnly from a distance, the scorching sun scorched the earth, and the cicadas Ming is one after another.

"Window, window..."

"Who dares to watch?"

The man's voice was lazy but undeniably domineering. Ye Xiaoxiao pouted and glared at the man's stern face when she turned her head. Feng Junran sneered lowly: "It turns out that my queen is already so impatient."

"Who... who is impatient!"

The little girl frowned, her peach blossom eyes were full of anger, Feng Junran couldn't help being in a good mood, she clasped her arms tightly around the man's waist, lowered her head, and gently kissed the plump corners of the little man's lips.

"Memorial..."

Isn't there still political affairs that haven't been dealt with yet?

Feng Junran bit the little man's tender lips, savoring the soft sweetness, and said lightly: "Yan'er still needs to exercise."

"..."

Yaner?Your Majesty, when you and Yan'er were the same age, you just entered the Imperial College!
Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling angry and funny, she had never noticed that this indifferent man like a wolf was out of control when he acted coquettishly.

But too many thoughts can't allow her to think about it, Ye Xiaoxiao's little head can't think of anything, she has completely sunk between the man's fingers, her blurred eyes are slightly opened, staring at the man blankly With a still sober face, those slender eyes still looked at every trace of her expression right or wrong, and there was a little bit of joy in the depths of her eyes.

Ye Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, finally closed her eyes, hugged the man's neck tightly, and pressed herself closer.

Outside the Xinuang Pavilion, Wei Youting stopped Qingran, only smiled and said: "Wait a moment, the emperor has government affairs to deal with."

Qing Ran nodded, still cautiously outside, this is the first time in his life to enter the palace, just to be on the safe side, he will not read or listen to anything, he can do what others tell him to do, but fortunately, he does. Do it, otherwise at this juncture, just inquiring about it will be a capital offense.

Wei You stopped to estimate the time, watched the sun go down, and the earth was covered with a hazy color, then he walked forward and said calmly: "Your Majesty, Qing Ran has been waiting outside the palace for a long time."

A man's indifferent voice came from inside: "Yes."

Seeing this, Wei Youting retreated, first invited Qing Ran who had been standing for a whole day to wait in the side hall, then went out for a while, and then came out and brought him into the Xinuang Pavilion.

All the charming things in the house have long since disappeared, and Xinuang Pavilion is still the majestic emperor's study room. The long desk is full of booklets, and there are all kinds of hardcover precious rare books on the shelves. The man in the Nine-Dragon Robe sat behind the desk in an unusually flat manner, his bony fingers clenched the brush tightly, and every stroke was extremely serious, but who would have thought that such a majestic and solemn place was just being screened? It was a very undignified scene.

Ye Xiaoxiao lazily leaned on the small steps. There is no bed in the Xinuang Pavilion, only this small pagoda. She is petite, and it is more than enough to lie down on. In addition, Feng Junran, a tall man, can only wrong herself. It's up to you.

The little girl secretly rubbed her waist and eyes, and then secretly glanced at Qing Ran who walked in. She was relieved when she saw the person with her head down. Look again, Qing Ran has grown up a lot compared to a few years ago, and has become More like a mature adult.

At that time Yan'er was not born yet, Qing Ran was only 12 years old, now Yan'er is 6 years old, and Qing Ran is 18 years old.

Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, and quietly turned her head to look at Qing Ran.

The man behind the desk occasionally glanced at the little girl, seeing someone looking at Qing Ran cheerfully, couldn't help frowning, and his voice became more and more cold.

"Qing Ran, I heard that your Qing clan raised good jade."

Qing Ran shuddered, although he knew that an emperor must be majestic, but isn't this voice a bit too cold?

"The emperor praised it, the grassroots just rely on this to make a living."

Feng Junran nodded, glanced sideways at the little girl, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing and said: "I have something here, I want to entrust you to raise it."

Qing Ran was taken aback, the voice sounded very familiar to him, it was the voice of the benefactor who helped him return the shop back then, so Qing Ran raised his head subconsciously, and told the shopkeeper repeatedly, not to read what should not be read, what should not be read Those who listened but did not listen to such explanations were completely forgotten.

When I looked up, I saw the smiling face of the woman, the delicate face, the small chin, the peach blossom eyes were burning and moving, and they were extremely bright against the setting sun, and the bottom was almost visible, the familiar blush was rippling from the end of the eyes, and the phoenix crown on the top of the head exuded The dazzling light, and the smiling appearance of the little man in the phoenix robe, are even more colorful and intense than the colors of this midsummer.

"En... benefactor!"

Qing Ran was startled, knelt down, kowtowed three times first, then raised his head with red eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Junran was still watching with cold eyes. He suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with him in this scene, but!
The man squinted his eyes, and the person who stepped on the little step was his own queen. Even if he squeezed in, he still had to squeeze in. It was not his Feng Junran's style to get out.

So the man behind the desk deliberately asked: "Benefactor?"

Qingran was stunned, and only then did he remember where he was, and quickly turned his head to look at the cold emperor behind the desk, and kowtowed repeatedly: "The emperor atones, the emperor atones, maybe the grass-roots misread it, misread it!"

It is a death penalty for the empress to leave the palace!
Only then did Feng Junran raise his eyelids, this brat is really shrewd, he knows what to say and what not to say.

(End of this chapter)