At this time, the night is still young, the silver moon hangs high, and the moonlight is soft and bright.
The thick moonlight is shining, and the whole imperial garden is covered with light gauze, shadowy and mottled.
There is still the rich fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air, and there are large tracts of golden chrysanthemum planted in the flowerbeds on both sides.
The two walked side by side.
They are all unhurried and unhurried steps, expressing relaxed and freehand, expressing self-confidence and calmness.
My uncles and nephews rarely have such a time.
Even from childhood to adulthood, there has never been a scene like this in Feng Mohan's impression.
The emperor has always been rigorous. When he was in the palace, he almost stayed in the imperial study room to handle government affairs, supervised his schoolwork, and taught him the emperor to check and balance.
Right now, the emperor unexpectedly took him to visit the Royal Garden.
Feng Mohan was extremely happy, but also worried. With the uncle's temperament, he would never take him for a walk for no reason, I was afraid that something might happen.
But he didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to ask, let this relaxed atmosphere last longer.
Wandering to some of the imperial gardens, there was a low voice in front of them. Such a moonlight and such a scene, not only the two of them admiring it.
Feng Mohan smiled silently. I don't know who was so intrigued and went out for a night tour of the Royal Garden like him and the emperor's uncle. When I got closer, I could hear the voice very clearly, and Feng Mohan's expression gradually changed.
"The queen mother seems to be a little different from before when she comes back this time. She seems to be in a better mood, thinking she must have spent a good few days in that Xinghua Village."
"It's really not easy for me to say that Princess Nanling is also a strange person.
"It's more than just coaxing the queen mother to like it, doesn't the prince also love the princess to the bone? There are still many rumors about the prince pursuing the princess. There are still many rumors in the palace. There is also the emperor, which is very different to the princess. The prince goes to the southeast border. At that time, as soon as the man left, the emperor immediately brought the man into the palace. This is more than that. The princess lived in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart. The emperor had to go to see one or two times every day, and three meals a day. Eat in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart. I want to leave it before, when have you seen the emperor run to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart?"
It was two court ladies sitting under the rockery and whispering gossip, while speculating on everyone's thoughts, while covering their lips and snickering.
It's hard to hide envy, jealousy, and excitement of gossiping.
"You don't know how much uproar the emperor caused in the harem like this. There are so many concubines in this harem, but who has ever been so regarded and loved by the emperor? If it weren't for the status of the princess, someone would have gone to her to find fault. Those. The masters secretly are all jealous to death. What do you mean by the emperor to Princess Nanling? Really, as you say, only come to respect him as the emperor?"
"Respect? How many people will believe this? On the night that Princess Nanling had a high fever, the emperor was so anxious that he didn't even wear his robe, and he rushed to the Hall of Nourishment because of the untidy clothes. How many people saw it. Later, he was there even more. Stayed for the whole night. There are so many things like this. How can a word of honor cover it? The emperor's thoughts have been spread throughout the palace. If this continues, there will be scandals of uncles and nephews fighting for a daughter in the future. Come!… "
"Presumptuous! Two lowly creatures dared to chew their tongues behind the master! Come here, pull them down and beat them to death!"
Feng Mohan's face was extremely ugly, and his body was completely cold.
At this moment, he did not dare to look at the expression of the emperor's uncle. I don't know how he will feel after listening to those words!
Both of them are practicing martial arts, and they can hear the movements around them from a very long distance. When they first heard the conversation between the two palace ladies, they were still ten feet away, otherwise, how could he allow them to talk so much!
Suddenly they were drunk, and when they saw someone standing not far away, the two court ladies were so frightened that they were trembling like chaff. They knelt down and begged for mercy, "The emperor, please!
A guard soon emerged from the shadows and rushed towards the two court ladies to take them down.
Feng Qingbai raised his hand and blocked the guard's movement. Faintly said to the two paralyzed palace ladies, "Get out."
"Uncle Emperor!" Feng Mohan was surprised, and then fell silent.
"Thank you, the emperor and prince for not killing, the maidservant will retreat!" The two court ladies kowtowed their heads to thank them, and then fled quickly.
The air suddenly became extremely dull, depressed and dead.
Feng Mohan wanted to explain something, but he didn't know where to start. How is the emperor's uncle to the emperor's aunt? He knew it well.
Anyone who dared to covet half of it was a dead end, and the emperor could not tolerate it. Even if he explained it, will the emperor believe it
"Uncle Emperor, don't believe the rhetoric of those two minions. The relationship between me and the emperor is innocent." After standing for a long time, he spoke, his voice dry and pale.
The man turned his eyes to him slightly, and he couldn't see the emotions in those eyes. The bright moonlight seemed to become very dim suddenly, blurring people's vision.
"Let's go." The two words faintly, as usual, seem to have no emotion, but also seem to contain too much emotion.
Feng Mohan's heart is cold.
All the joy and excitement before this were frozen, and even a panic spread.
I'm afraid that the emperor's uncle will finally be grudge against him.
Following the man's footsteps, he slowly moved forward again. At this moment, Feng Mohan suddenly did not dare to move forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the man.
"You are fifteen years old, and you are an adult. I taught you to grow up, teach you knowledge, teach you martial arts, and teach you how to be a qualified emperor. I am alone in the two words of affection, and I have never followed You mentioned any. Because I always think that the emperor does not need feelings. The feelings of the emperor are not fortunate for the harvested person, not unique, but disaster." Feng Qingbai's voice is a little vague, and he can't hear any emotions, but There seemed to be a sense of sorrow again.
The boy did not say a word, and Feng Qingbai cast his gaze into the distance, falling into the endless dark night, his eyes as deep as the dark night.
The feelings of the emperor are disasters. He thought so since he was a child.
Just like his mother, who won the true heart of his father, but in exchange for such a miserable end.
Whoever the emperor loves is nothing more than pushing someone like the tip of a knife.
So, why bother to love and harm others.
Feng Mohan is an emperor, and his path is destined. All you need to do is to work hard for the country and the people, to do your duty and self-denial, and to be a Mingjun, that's enough.
He can do anything, except that he has no qualifications to love.
"What's more, feelings can be learned by foreigners. Feelings are not knowledge, and there is no way to teach them. You can only explore, understand, and comprehend by yourself." He is like this, who has taught him Feelings.
When you are in love, you know it, or you don't even know it.
Feng Mohan followed behind and listened quietly, pursing his lips and lowering his eyes, without saying a word.