lazy queen

Chapter 173

"Your Majesty, think about it, who in this world would give up the power over ten thousand people? That child is not your Majesty's child at all! Even Her Majesty King Ya..."

With a "crack", the queen stood up abruptly, the ink pen in her hand was broken into two pieces, and her majestic face was covered with haze at this moment.

Seeing this, Feng Qingya asked, "Emperor Mother, what's wrong?"

The queen raised her eyes, fixed her gaze as sharp as a knife on Feng Qingya, and did not speak for a long, long time.

Feng Qingya suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and his body, which had just recovered from a serious illness, trembled suddenly, raised his voice, and asked with a puzzled face: "Mother, but what did this son do wrong to make the mother angry?"

The empress suddenly felt that she had lost her composure, and there was a hint of guilt in her eyes, "It's nothing, the empress remembered some troublesome things."

Feng Qingya lowered her eyes and said, "Can my son share the worries for the mother?"

"Don't worry, Ya'er." The queen smiled, but she didn't see the bottom of her eyes, "The biggest purpose of letting you go to Shengzhou this time is to pave the way for you to participate in politics. You rest for two days first, and then go to court."

Feng Qingya lowered his eyes, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, nodded, and replied: "I know." After a pause, he raised his usual lazy smile, and said: "I miss my father, so I will leave first. "

"En." The queen got up, walked to her side, and said, "Let's go together, your father will be very happy to see you."

Feng Qingya nodded, smiling brightly and innocently.

The two left hand in hand, and the imperial study room suddenly became quiet, only the slight sound of charcoal burning remained.

After a while, behind the side screen, came a delicate figure.

Lian Yi stood silently in a palace attire, staring at the two figures in the distance with indifferent eyes like ice, and on Zhang Shaohua's already gone face, there was a look of shock and gloom.

"Feng Qingya, I underestimated you!"

He turned around, facing the slightly open glazed window, and said eeriely: "I want to know everything about her in Shengzhou, in every detail!" Among the palaces in the harem, Xuanzhu Palace is not the largest and best one, but it is the only one that bestows pets. The virtuous monarchs who are accustomed to living in the harem live because it is the closest to the imperial study where the empress often stays.

Going out of the imperial study and heading east, it only takes a stick of incense to walk.

At this time, at the entrance of Xuanzhu Palace, a thin figure stood quietly, wearing only a large red brocade robe, the cold wind mercilessly ravaged his dry lips, his pale face was full of vicissitudes .

He raised his jaw slightly, staring at the gloomy sky with a pair of empty eyes.

fragile.

Lonely and desolate.

Feng Qingya was startled at the first sight, and couldn't help speeding up her pace, forgetting about Her Majesty the Queen, she walked to the man's side, took off the fur cloak on her body and wrapped him around him, her brows tightened. Wrinkled, eyes full of worry: "Why are you standing here alone?"

His hands were as cold as snow.

There was no warmth in his body.

Shu Chenyang turned his head dumbly, and before he had time to see the person coming, he was hugged into a warm embrace, and the familiar but distant voice came from his ear.

He blinked, as if exhausting all his strength, his purple lips trembling with cold, "You...you..."

is she back
Is she back?

Your Highness...

Shu Chenyang really wanted to call out, but he found that there was no sound in his throat.

"Why are you so incapable of taking care of yourself? Didn't I tell you to take good care of yourself before I left?" Feng Qingya scolded lightly, while holding his cold hands and putting them to his mouth, "Is there any warmth? What else is uncomfortable?"

Shu Chenyang stared at her blankly, the heat in his hands slowly entered his heart, poured into the bottom of his empty eyes, and finally squeezed out a few intermittent words from his lips, "Your Highness...Your Highness...you..."

Suddenly, a stream of heat gushed out from his eye sockets, crossed his pale face, and penetrated into the cold cloak. Shu Chenyang still stared blankly at the woman in front of him, the one he missed day and night!Suddenly, his hands moved suddenly, and he only hugged Feng Qingya's waist, like a drowning man tightly hugging the only driftwood.

Feng Qingya didn't stop her, she just hugged him like this, a deep sense of guilt rose from the bottom of her heart, she wrapped her arms around him, and whispered softly in his cold ear: "I'm sorry, I didn't take care of him well. you."

Shu Chenyang was in her arms, shaking his head vigorously, but he couldn't say a word, only a low sobbing sound.

Feng Qingya didn't say anything anymore, and sighed secretly, feeling a little bit more guilty in his heart.

On the side, the queen, who was standing with her hands behind her back, looked expressionlessly at the two people who were embracing and reunited after a long absence. A complex look flashed in her cold eyes, and she coughed coldly, saying, "Mrs. Can't you be polite when you see me?" When did Ya'er and this man have such a good relationship?snort!
Shu Chenyang shivered suddenly, raised his head from the warm embrace in a daze, his pale face was already stained with tears, he followed the voice, his eyes were full of horror.

"Emperor Mother." Feng Qingya called out in a low voice, his voice was full of protection, "Yang'er is not feeling well."

Yang'er, is he so afraid of the Queen Mother?

Shu Chenyang suddenly came to his senses and struggled to salute, but found himself imprisoned in a warm embrace, unable to move. He cried out in panic, "Your Highness...Your Highness..."

Feng Qingya looked at him squarely, smiled gently, and shook his head.

Shu Chenyang was stunned, not knowing why.

Feng Qingya smiled, and turned to the empress who had already looked indifferent, seeming to please, but also acting like a spoiled child: "Empress, Yang'er is not feeling well, why not let it go this time."

The empress snorted, glanced coldly at Shu Chenyang, stared at the fur cape on him, and warned: "Master Ya, Ya'er's body is also good."

In such a cold weather, he stood here with thin clothes, what kind of thought did he have?
Did he want to tell Ya'er that she, the empress, abused him these days?

Outrageous!

Shu Chenyang was shocked, raised his hand, and nervously wanted to tear off the cloak on his shoulders.

"Okay." Feng Qingya stopped him, frowned, turned his eyes to look at the empress lightly, and said: "Mother, I will go in with Yang'er first, and then I will give it to you after warming up." My father, please be safe, and my mother, please forgive me."

After all, she put her arms around Shu Chenyang and started to start, but found that Shu Chenyang was motionless.

"What's the matter?" She looked at him worriedly and asked.

Shu Chenyang's face froze, "I...I..." His pale face was stained with blood due to nervousness and anxiety, "I..."

"What's the matter, Yang'er?" Feng Qingya whispered patiently, "What's wrong?"

Shu Chenyang lowered his eyes, feeling overwhelmed with shame and indignation, and after a long while, he finally squeezed out two words, "Feet... numb..."

(End of this chapter)