lazy queen

Chapter 182

And Shu Chenyang, with a pale face, looked at the lazy woman leaning against the door in bewilderment, and the stove in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The charcoal fire in the furnace spilled all over the floor, and at the same time splashed onto the corner of his clothes.

"Yang'er!"

Two voices sounded immediately.

Feng Mujin anxiously forgot everything again, and was about to step forward, but was unexpectedly taken a step ahead by a figure.

Feng Qingya hugged him back with one hand, and waved off the sparks on the corner of his clothes with the other, "Yang'er, are you okay?"

Shu Chenyang shook his head dumbly, his face pale as snow.

"Yang'er?" Feng Qingya frowned and looked at him, her voice was as soft as water, "Are you alright?"

Feng Mujin looked at the two of them, closed his eyes, and concealed the glaring pain.

"I..." After a long while, Shu Chenyang finally turned around, held her warm hand, and anxiously wanted to explain, "I didn't...I..."

"Okay." Feng Qingya smiled lightly, interrupting his explanation, "I understand, I believe you."

Shu Chenyang was still in shock, holding on to her hand tightly, for fear that she might misunderstand something.

Feng Qingya held his hand instead, gave him a comfortable smile, turned to the side, Feng Mujin, who was standing stiffly, said: "Didn't Miss Huang say she would come at night? Why did you arrive so early?"

Feng Mujin quickly calmed down, squeezed out a smile, and said: "It's nothing, I'm anxious to see the imperial sister." She paused, glanced at the person in Feng Qingya's arms, swallowed the bitterness in her mouth, and was hearty He smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, I saw that my brother-in-law was worried about the imperial sister again, so I said a few words of relief."

"Really?" Feng Qingya smiled lightly, then felt the person in his arms tremble, sighed slightly in his heart, turned to Shu Chenyang, and said softly: "I'm fine, Yang'er doesn't have to worry."

Shu Chenyang looked up at her with a dazed expression.

"As long as Yang'er takes good care of himself, I'll be fine." Feng Qingya still said gently.

Shu Chenyang stared at her, and after a while, he lowered his eyes, two blushes suddenly appeared on his pale face, and said in a low voice: "Yang'er understands."

Seeing this, Feng Qingya raised his eyebrows, and a smile reached his eyes, "It's good that Yang'er understands."

Feng Mujin looked at the affectionate love between the two in front of her, her heart felt like being bitten by a hundred insects, she was in great pain, she shouldn't have come, she shouldn't have come!
She was about to leave, but was stopped, still with that gentle voice.

"Sister Huang, wait a moment." Feng Qingya said softly, "When sister Huang settles Yang'er, are we having a good time?" She has something to ask, and it's the last time!
She's giving her one last chance!
Seeing this, Shu Chenyang hurriedly said: "Yang'er will leave, Your Highness, don't worry." Go ahead, turn around and walk to the main bedroom on the east side.

Haste is like fleeing.

Feng Qingya's eyes darkened for a moment, then she turned to Feng Mujin, smiled and said, "Sister Huang, go in, it's really cold outside."

Feng Mujin nodded stiffly, and followed her step by step into the warm pavilion.

"Sister Huang, sit down." Feng Qingya nestled back on the soft couch, her smile unchanged, as if nothing happened just now.

Feng Mujin found a chair and sat down, feeling uncomfortable, this warm pavilion she had been to countless times, but now it was like a furnace, burning her whole body ached.

"Sister Huang, shouldn't you explain it to me?" Feng Qingya lay lazily and said calmly.

Feng Mujin trembled all over, and hurriedly said: "I have nothing to do with Yang'er!"

Feng Qingya looked at her, and a cold snort escaped from his lips, "Sister Huang, sister Huang is not a fool!"

"I didn't!" Feng Mujin stood up suddenly, with an extremely nervous expression, "Prince sister, don't get me wrong! I really have nothing to do with Yang'er?"

"Sister Huang..." Feng Qingya sighed, "If outsiders hear what Sister Huang said, do you think other people will believe it?"

"Ya'er..." Feng Mujin was startled at first, then lowered her eyes guiltily, "It's the fault of Miss Huang."

Feng Qingya's expression was slightly cold, "Sister Huang, since you have already chosen to give up, why are you still entangled? You should know that Yang'er can't bear another gossip anymore!"

She really didn't understand, since she was so cruel back then, why is she still here with an infatuated look of deep affection and no regrets?

Didn't she know that this would send the already miserable man into hell again?

Sister Huang, is she affectionate or ruthless?

"I..." Feng Mujin was shocked and ashamed, "Ya'er, I'm sorry..."

Feng Qingya lowered her eyes, and said: "Sister Huang, I believe in you, and even more in Yang'er, but..." She stared at Feng Mujin, and saw pain and guilt in her eyes without any surprise, "It's just that the emperor My younger sister can't see the heart of the imperial sister clearly."

Did she really mind when she gave up on Yang'er, or did she have other reasons?

"Sister Huang, what do you mean by this?" Feng Mujin felt a pain in her heart, and her panic was covered by her sitting down.

Feng Qingya smiled, and said: "I was thinking, what are the difficulties of Huangjie?"

"Sorry?" Feng Mujin smiled stiffly, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Feng Qingya sighed, and his expression turned serious, "Sister Huang, sister Huang told you that I am not a fool, and I can tell that Sister Huang has no more love for Yang'er."

"Imperial sister!" Feng Mujin snapped, "I have nothing with Ya Wangjun! Didn't the imperial sister say that I believe it?"

Feng Qingya sneered, and said: "Sister Huang, Ming people don't speak secretly, not to mention, we are sisters, what if we don't talk about it?" After a pause, he continued: "Ya'er promises, this The words are only valid in the Tianya Nuan Pavilion, and outside the Nuan Pavilion, we will act as if nothing happened."

Feng Mujin's face contorted a few times, with a complicated expression.

"Sister Huang, this is the last chance." Feng Qingya suddenly said in a deep voice, "It is also the last chance that Ya'er will give you as the imperial sister!"

Feng Mujin still didn't answer, her heroic face was expressionless.

"If sister Huang regrets it, sister Huang can return the person she loves." Feng Qingya said lightly.

With a "bang", Feng Mujin suddenly stood up, strode forward, grabbed Feng Qingya by the collar, pulled him up, became furious, and said viciously: "Feng Qingya, what nonsense are you talking about! What do you take Yang'er for!"

What repayment!What did she think of Yang'er!

Feng Qingya smiled instead of anger, "Sister Huang, do you know what the younger sister is thinking now?" She stretched out her hand, waved it lightly, and easily got out of control, and lay back on the soft couch, with the same lazy voice , "Ya'er is thinking, after all, Miss Huang has become angry from embarrassment."

"You!" Feng Mujin drank, his face distorted to the point of terror.

Feng Qingya sighed again, "The emperor did not say this to humiliate the emperor and Yang'er, the emperor just didn't want to regret it in the future, and would hate Shang Ya'er." She looked at her with a sad expression, "Emperor sister , we are sisters after all."

(End of this chapter)