"That kick was pretty good just now." Feng Mohan looked at Feng Yi, with no meaning in his smile.
"It is an honor for the minister to serve the emperor." Feng Yi bowed his head, avoiding his sight, "and Yuanou seeks benevolence and benevolence, and he should be grateful to the emperor for reason."
Patting Feng Mohan on the shoulder, Feng Mohan walked out, "I will consider the issue of Fengyue Kingdom."
Later, Feng Yi still spoke quite well, "Thanks to the emperor for Longen."
After leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Feng Mohan twisted his fingers lightly, and the thin and thin feeling seemed to stay between his fingers, which made his eyes even more meaningful.
"It's not early, and the emperor drank a lot of wine. Go back to rest early, and the minister retires." When Feng Mohan was in a daze, Liu Zhixia came up from behind and quit.
The expression on Feng Mohan’s face immediately changed, with a little rascal smile, "I’m not shuddering again, isn’t it? With Auntie’s hangover pills, I can get drunk? It’s not to lead the snake out of the cave to help Uncle Zhi Xia relieve his serious troubles. Where do I need to dress to be drunk."
"The emperor said carefully, what led the snake out of the cave?" Liu Zhixia's eyes were light, "give her a chance."
"If others are given a chance, they will turn their heads. There is no such thing as obsession in this world. Fortunately, you are someone who came over." Feng Mohan snorted and walked out side by side with Liu Zhixia, "This is still far from the palace gate, I send Send you off, sober up by the way."
"Aren't you drunk?"
"Disperse alcohol."
On the way out, the two of them were relatively silent. After a while, Feng Mohan sighed slightly, "Lao Yuan has been hit hard this time, so let's give him two more pots of health tea."
"Yeah." Liu Zhixia replied, feeling nothing towards Yuan Yunqiao, but he did feel a little guilty towards Yuan Yuan.
In any case, he designed this matter deliberately, and also took Yuan Lao over, so that he could see Yuan Yunqiao's actions with his own eyes, so as to cut off Yuan Yunqiao's future.
With old Yuan's temperament that cannot tolerate sand, once he sees what Yuan Yunqiao did, he will definitely never admit this great-granddaughter.
Feeling that Liu Zhixia's mood was a little depressed, Feng Mohan sighed again and patted him on the shoulder, "It's no wonder you. We have all given her a chance. If she can rest in peace after entering the palace, I will not move her. , At most, I could point her to a young talent in the middle of the DPRK who was married. I gave her the marriage, not insulting her. What a pity..."
Unfortunately, Yuan Yunqiao finally chose a dead end.
First, he threatened Fu Yuzheng's secrets for an interview, and then ordered the maid beside him to attract the Guards, trying to frame Liu Zhixia for being frivolous.
If you say Liu Zhixia is a frivolous woman, no one will believe it when you change to a weekday, but tonight is different. Liu Zhixia drank wine tonight. No matter how serious a man is on weekdays, he may also do things unscrupulously after being drunk.
Yuan Yunqiao wanted to use this method to bind Liu Zhixia together.
She is the great-granddaughter of Yuan Lao and Liu Zhixia is also the brother-in-law of the Nanling King. There are these two forces. Feng Mohan, as the emperor, no matter how green his head is, things have already happened. In the end, she can only swallow Yuan Yunqiao. Point to Liu Zhixia.
Once this strategy succeeds, the Liu family's peace will never be over.
He would not allow this to happen, nor would Uncle Zhixia, nor the emperor.
If the imperial uncle is disturbed, Yuan Yunqiao's end will be even more miserable by the imperial uncle's means.
Thinking of this, Feng Mohan hummed silently, and at that time, he would be scolded by the emperor's uncle for uselessness. That's the least allowed to happen.
When they reached the gate of the palace, both of them stopped and looked at the bright yellow palace lantern hanging on the gate of the palace in front. They were speechless for a long time.
After a long time, Liu Zhixia said, "Go back, it's almost midnight, and I have to go back quickly. Your Aunt Fu must have waited for me again."
Feng Mohan turned his heels and left, "What's worth showing off? As long as I want, the women in the harem will wait for me."
Humph, show off.
He doesn't need anyone to wait for him. He always hugs him wherever he goes, and the whole palace's minions hustle him away.
With the sound of footsteps walking away behind him, Liu Zhixia walked towards the carriage of the Liu Mansion parked outside the palace gate.
The pace is not fast or slow, facing the cold night breeze, just to blow a bit of pain in the head.
Back in the Liu Mansion, there were also lighting lanterns hanging high in front of the door. The lights were like palace lanterns, dizzy and bright.
However, it feels different to him. This is the light of home, which can make his heart soft.
Especially when he returned to the main courtyard and opened the door to see the face waiting for him at the moment, Liu Zhixia became more aware of why she would rather bear the dark.
It was for this smiling face in front of me, and the sweet little face that was already sleeping on the bed.
This is everything to him, and no one can be hurt or destroyed.
"Why did you come back so late? The dinner party just broke up?" The woman's eyes were covered with tired red blood, but the corners of her mouth were smiling softly. I'll cook a bowl of sober soup for you later, drink it before going to bed, and take a bath by the way, let the alcohol out of your body, don't wake up the edamame..."
Liu Zhixia hugged the woman, buried her face in her neck, and absorbed her unique fragrance, "I am so nagging now, and when I get older, don't I have to have calluses on my ears?"
"Then I converge?"
He chuckled and kissed the corner of her mouth, "No, I'm used to it, so you have to nag me for a lifetime."
Fu Yuzheng was coaxed to chuckle. He gave him a light punch, then sat down at the table, turned around and busily fetched him a change of clean clothes and cloth towels. During this period, keep the movement as light as possible so as not to disturb the child's sweet sleep.
Liu Zhixia sat at the table like this, with one hand supporting her jaw and quietly concentrating on the woman's busy back.
Until the woman took the clothes and walked to him.
When she handed him the clothes, he held her hand, "Yuzheng."
"Ok?"
"I love you."
Fu Yuzheng was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corners of his mouth gradually widened.
The oil lamp in the room was dizzy and yellow, and the room was filled with warmth, soft and warm.
On the other side, Feng Mohan, who walked back after sending someone away, did not go directly to the bedroom, but led a small board and walked slowly into the Royal Garden in circles.
He was stuffed with dog food, and he was in a bad mood. He needed to dissipate his qi.
"Xiaobanzi, you said that I am obviously the emperor, and he is the ninth-five-year-old. How come the people around me live better than me?"
After thinking about these words repeatedly, Xiaoban said cautiously, "My lord, your life is not bad. Once your golden mouth is opened, the whole world dare not violate your meaning, but I am the only one."
Feng Mohan was silent, turned his head to the small board, opened his thin lips, and uttered a silent word.
Xiaoban looked confused, and his whole face was twitched when he reacted.
Did he read it right
What the emperor said just now—you know what a fart