Chapter 225

Su Yao hurriedly looked at Chu Feiyan for help, with pitiful eyes like a frightened rabbit: Master Xiang?

Chu Feiyan couldn't help chuckling, and the resentment and heaviness in his heart slowly subsided: "Teacher, let's celebrate the Lantern Festival. After the Lantern Festival, I will return to the court on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month."

Elder Ning Ge suddenly raised his head, his expression of surprise could not be concealed: "Feiyan...what about you?" Knowing his past, he couldn't bear to criticize him all the time, unexpectedly, he figured it out by himself.

Chu Feiyan held Su Yao's hand, the light in his eyes was soft: before, he could not care about what Da'an Dynasty would become, but now there is a sweet burden, he wants to arrange everything, and wants Su Yao Live a carefree life.

Senior Ning Ge understood, and felt even more grateful to Su Yao: "Okay, then you can rest and recuperate in these two days, and I will leave first."

"Congratulations to the teacher."

Elder Ning Ge followed the Baochen Palace towards the gate of the palace, and when he reached the Gate of Supreme Harmony, he couldn't help turning his head to look at this magnificent palace city, his eyes were distant and quiet.

Feng Qi stood aside, waited for nearly a quarter of an hour, stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Old Ning Ge, the weather is cold, we should go back earlier."

"Okay." Old Ning Ge withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out slowly, "Fengqi, do you think it's a mistake for me to enter the palace this time?"

"You care about the people of the world, what's wrong with you?"

"What about your master? Is he wrong?"

"Master has great hatred in his heart, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Mr. Ning Ge suddenly chuckled: "You are indeed smarter than the famous officials. You are right. We are all right. What is wrong are those treacherous people who are blinded by power and have their conscience swallowed by interests. Let's go. I have to teach Qing Chen when I go back."

"Yes."

Ning Ge turned around and left, but his steps were much easier than before.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Su Yao did not come to Baochen Palace.

Chu Feiyan sat alone in the hall, looking up at the door from time to time, not even bothering to look at the favorite book in his hand.

The famous minister at the side brought refreshments: "Master, you don't have enough meals in the morning, so eat something."

"Miss Su didn't come?"

"Miss Su said, I won't come today, and I won't come during the daytime tomorrow. I will meet you on the high platform in front of the Leng Palace at three o'clock in the evening."

The sun is good today, and the light shines in through the window lattice, and you can clearly see fine dust floating in the air.

Chu Feiyan stood up, poked his slender fingers into the sunlight, but somehow couldn't feel the slightest warmth: "Remove all the refreshments, and let the people outside start preparing, the sixteenth day of the first month. When re-entering the court, no one should be killed, no matter should be dealt with, and no mistakes should be made."

"Yes, please rest assured, master, the subordinates will do it immediately."

On this day, Chu Feiyan only felt that the time was extremely long, and finally at night, he felt that the silence in the hall was terrifying.

In the middle of the night, the famous minister changed the candlelight: "Master Xiang, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Chu Feiyan raised his eyes, reached out and rubbed the center of his brows: "You go down first, I..."

"Master Xiang, this servant is Yufu, and I have come to give you something at the order of Miss." Yufu's voice suddenly came to mind outside.

Chu Feiyan's heart moved, and the indifferent expression just now softened a lot.

Here comes the savior!

The famous official quickly opened the door of the palace and welcomed Yufu in.

Yufu sent the tray: "When the things are delivered, the servants will leave first."

"Wait, does your lady have something for you to bring?"

"Reporting to Prime Minister Chu, what the lady wanted to say is included in the gift I gave you, please check it yourself."

"Okay, Mingchen, send Yufu out."

"Yes." Knowing that his master wanted to appreciate Miss Su's gift alone, the famous minister simply squatted at the door and refused to go in after sending Yufu out of the Baochen Palace.

Su Yao's gift turned out to be a book.

Chu Feiyan opened the booklet, and a soft smile suddenly stained his eyebrows.

On the front page of the booklet, a little girl was drawn with charcoal pencils sitting in the center of roses. The little girl had a big head and a small body, and she looked somewhat similar to Su Yao. She was wearing a dress made of petals and opened her eyes. Wang Wang's eyes, there are four words "I miss you" written next to them.

Chu Feiyan stretched out his finger, and gently stroked the cheek of the little girl on the paper, the smile between the eyebrows and eyes became stronger.

He flipped it down gently, and the next picture of the little girl stood up, rubbing her hands on the petal-made dress, her cheeks were red and her lips were pouting, and there were three words "Kiss" written next to it.

Chu Feiyan's heart trembled, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, subconsciously turned to the next page, and on the next page, the little girl looked swollen: You will be angry if you don't give me a kiss!

Chu Feiyan smiled, and turned over the sheet again: If you don't give me a kiss, I'm going to cry!
In the next picture, the little girl has been crying into tears, even the roses under her body are withered, she looks very pitiful: I really cried.

Chu Feiyan's heart trembled, she clearly knew that this little girl was not Su Yao, but she still felt a little distressed for no reason.

He couldn't help turning back to the second page, then leaned over gently, and kissed the little girl's petal-like lips.

In the last picture, the rose has recovered its beauty, and the little girl is also smiling: Take a good rest, I will wait for you tomorrow.

After reading the booklet carefully twice, Chu Feiyan's tense expression finally relaxed. He put the booklet beside his pillow, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the court was in a mess, and the emperor had no intention of holding a banquet, so the palace seemed quite deserted.

Looking at Cuixuan, Su Yao looked at his makeup in the mirror again, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong, he turned to look at Yufu and the others beside him: "My lady, how do you look today?"

Yufu nodded again and again: "Miss is so beautiful today that it makes people panic."

Yanluo clutched the corner of her skirt, looked at Su Yao with bright eyes, her blushing cheeks tightly pursed her lips, as if she didn't dare to speak.

Wan Xiang stared closely at the smoke basket, for fear that the smoke basket would rush up and hug Su Yao.

I don't know where the miss came from so much thought, the little girl she drew is so cute and cute, they thought it was the ultimate, but they didn't expect that the miss could draw herself a picture based on the little girl makeup.

Su Yao's appearance is quite beautiful, especially her eyes, when she smiles, the brilliance flows, and the magnificence seems to hide the stars in the sky, but now she deliberately draws the end of her eyes low, her eyes are big and watery, and the corners of her eyes are still With a small tear mole, looking slightly sideways at their appearance at this moment is really heart-shattering.

Su Yao smiled triumphantly: "Is the Leng Palace ready?"

"Don't worry miss, everything is ready."

"Well, that's good, let's go, don't make Master Chu wait in a hurry."

(End of this chapter)

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