Inner courtyard study.
Feng Mohan sat in one corner, resting his cheeks in both hands, and from time to time glanced at the face of the man who was concentrating on office work behind the desk.
It's like a cat scratching in my heart.
He didn't dare to disturb the emperor uncle.
He has been watching for so long, why did the emperor uncle ignore him
Ask him, ask him!
"What do you want to say?" Huangtian paid the painstaking effort. After calling out dozens of times in his heart, the person behind the desk finally spoke.
"Uncle Emperor!" Feng Mohan immediately stood up and ran over, but didn't dare to get too close. He chose a position opposite the man and stood cautiously. "Uncle Emperor, will Aunt Liu be my auntie in the future?" "
Feng Qingbo paused and raised his eyes, "Do you have an opinion?"
"No no!" Feng Mohan waved his hand quickly, joking, any comments? Did he die! "I like Aunt Liu very much, really!"
Satisfied with his answer, the man withdrew his sight and continued to work.
"It's just that, Uncle Emperor, if you really want to be with Aunt Liu, can the immortal ones in Chaoli agree? Aunt Liu's identity and status may be used by them to make a fuss."
Uncle Huang holds power. In recent years, those people have been thinking of ways to send women to Uncle Huang. They have never succeeded.
In the end, those people gave up. Even in Beijing, it was once said that the emperor's uncle was not close to female sex and had hidden diseases. The most exaggerated rumor was that he had the goodness of Longyang.
This abrupt trip to the palace resulted in the addition of an aunt, a small peasant girl from the village, and those who were immortal still had to make trouble.
Feng Mohan frowned when he thought of this, he had to help the emperor to make plans, and he was dependent on each other. If he didn't worry about the emperor, no one would worry about him.
"What are your thoughts?" After the book case, the man did not look up or scold him for talking, but asked again.
This is unprecedented!
Feng Mohan was so excited that his eyes lit up.
The emperor never asked him for advice in the palace before! I won't discuss it with him either! He can only listen to orders and be punished!
"Uncle Emperor!" The overly excited Feng Mohan rushed to the table, "I will give you a marriage with Aunt Liu! I am the emperor, you can't resist, I can only get married! Then you can get married. When Aunt Liu is together, Aunt Liu can be my royal aunt! Those who are immortal can't find faults in you, at most they put pressure on me. I'm not afraid! I'm going to die anyway, let them come, I will carry it for you!"
"Can you hold it?" The man's tone was faint, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs.
"Isn't the worst result that they can't bear is that they succeeded in impeachment and couldn't be the emperor? At that time, you and Aunt Liu got into trouble. Pulling me down won't change this result, and they are angry!"
The more he talked, the more excited he got. The young brain made up a scene of officials scratching their hearts and scratching their livers and watched the picture of the emperor's uncle and aunt becoming pro-worshiping and giving birth in the bridal chamber, with a wide grin.
I didn't see the man looking up from the book case, looking at him with complicated eyes.
"You like your Aunt Liu very much?"
"Like!" The boy nodded without hesitation, "Aunt Liu will speak with me, tell me stories, and never worry about saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing with Aunt Liu."
Unlike in the palace, everyone around you must be vigilant.
For fear of saying a wrong word, the other party turned around and took a sharp knife.
Don't dare to make mistakes, worrying that a little bit of handle will lead to subversion of the court and cause big trouble for the emperor's uncle.
The young man glanced carefully at the man, and met the man's deep eyes.
After a moment of stunned, the young man felt a little drumming in his heart, "Uncle Emperor?"
Did he say something wrong? Impossible, he is always thinking about the emperor's uncle!
Why look at him with such a look
After a while, a large palm covered the top of his head, and it moved away.
The young man was completely stunned, his eyes slowly widening, with a surprised expression.
Did the emperor touch his head just now
Like he's seen before, the dad of someone else rubs the top of a little baby's head
Although it was just a stroke, he was sure, for sure! The emperor really touched the top of his head!
Feng Mohan felt a little dizzy, and his heartbeat was pounding, he was... so happy.
"You don't need to worry about these, go down and rest."
"Oh." Ling Xing forbidden, the young man turned around and went back to the room. The moment he turned around, his eyes were quietly red.
Going out of the study, back to the room, sitting on the bed for a long time before the teenager suddenly woke up, suddenly ran out and ran back and forth in the dark and hidden corners around the room, laughing and jumping and screaming, the lowered voice could not hide His excitement jumped.
"Uncle Wei! Uncle Wei! Do you know? My uncle touched the top of my head just now!"
"Xiao Bai! Let me tell you that my uncle touched the top of my head just now! Really, I feel comfortable!"
"Wei Cheng! Did you see that, in the study just now, my uncle touched the top of my head! Ouch!"
…
The man in the study has stopped working, his eyes are falling on the burning and jumping candlelight in front of him, his eyes are dark and dim, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.
He got up, walked out of the study, and yelled coldly in a certain direction, "Feng Mohan, go to sleep!"
In the yard far away, the noisy idea disappeared immediately, quietly.
The guest courtyard is also quiet.
There are no lights in each guest room, and most of them are asleep at this hour.
Feng Qingbai walked slowly to the girl's bedroom, originally just wanting to get closer to her and look at her again.
I never thought that before I approached, I was taken by the scene before me.
The window was ajar, and the Yiren lean on the railing.
The girl was leaning against the window rail, looking up at the moon.
The moon was dim and dim, and the moonlight falling on her face reflected her face very gracefully and softly.
Under the moonlight, the gentle and quiet breath of her body surrounds her lightly, which makes people feel comfortable looking at it.
By her side, no matter how loudly she heard her, she seemed to be able to calm down as quickly as possible.
The beauty is quiet.
Such a picture makes people unbearable to disturb.
But he still walked over.
Rather than looking at her from a distance, he prefers to go next to her and be with her as the scene in the picture.
Willing to be her foil.
There were light footsteps in his ears, Liu Yusheng turned his eyes and saw the man stepping on the moonlight.
Long posture, clear temperament, unparalleled beauty.
The whole body was covered with a hazy halo.
Like being pulled down from the world, contaminated with the fireworks of the world, the banished immortal.
The corners of Liu Yusheng's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled before saying a word.
"Why come here so late?"
"I missed you, so I came." He had already walked to her, staring at the girl through the window sill, his eyes were softer than the moonlight.
I don’t know if it’s the same for both men and women in love.
Sometimes, as long as a word, or even an expression and a look in the other person's eyes, can make you feel sweetness in your heart.
Then the sweetness will climb to the corners of your eyes and eyebrows, leaving you uncontrollable.
Liu Yusheng was like this, the corners of his mouth couldn't hold back the smile at all, and the sweet emotions filled his heart.
"How about you?" He seemed to feel something too, his voice became low and dull unconsciously.
"what?"
"Do you want me?"