"Your Majesty, you are sitting here again!"
Ran Xiaoyu walked to the door with hot water, and saw Nanyan sitting on the bench under the eaves, staring at the moon in the sky in a trance, and said brokenly: "Have you forgotten the imperial doctor's order again? What if you catch a cold?" what to do?"
Nan Yan couldn't help laughing: "It's a hot day, who would catch a cold?"
"It's hot during the day, and it gets cold quickly at night."
"..."
"And you don't wear shoes!"
Nan Yan's head grew dizzy from her chanting, so she could only cover her ears, frowned and said, "Xiaoyu, where did my cold and arrogant Xiaoyu go? Why are you giving me an old lady now?"
Ran Xiaoyu was also very angry by her, and threw the shoe in front of her: "You think I am willing to nag, if I don't see you are pregnant now, and worry that you will hurt your body, I wouldn't bother to nag."
Nan Yan looked at her with a smile: "What, are you angry?"
"I don't have time to be angry with you!"
"I am teasing you."
"I'm not fun!"
Nan Yan smiled wryly and shook her head: "I kind of know why Ye Zheng can't do anything about you. You're like this, it's just oil and salt."
Ran Xiaoyu frowned: "What did he say in front of the empress again? This bastard, I must pull out his tongue tomorrow!"
Nan Yan said: "Poor Ye Zheng."
The two were joking around, but Nan Yan put on her shoes obediently, but did not enter the room, still laying on the railing of the bench, watching the silent night outside.
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her for a while, then said softly: "Your Majesty is thinking about the Emperor, right?"
"..."
Nan Yan's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't speak.
Ran Xiaoyu sighed: "He just came to see the empress these two days, and left after seeing her, and didn't stay to spend more time with you."
Nan Yan smiled and said, "He is busy."
"..."
"Besides—"
"What more?"
Nan Yan turned her head, looked at Ran Xiaoyu looking at herself with an innocent expression, as if she really didn't understand anything, Nan Yan's own ears were also a little red, she hid her cheeks in her arms, and said vaguely: "Anyway, He can't stay here anytime soon either."
Ran Xiaoyu didn't quite understand, so she just sighed and said, "I just hope that the matter here in Jinling can end sooner, and you can go back to Beiping sooner, so you can raise your baby sooner with peace of mind."
Nanyan said: "The affairs here in Jinling are not that simple. Just one academy is enough to cause headaches."
When mentioning the academy, Ran Xiaoyu remembered what Ye Zheng told her to flatter her during the day, so she said softly, "Does your empress know? The academy also knows that your empress is pregnant, and they want to postpone the grand ceremony. Moreover, they agreed to hold a sacrifice at the grand ceremony." Praise."
"oh?"
This surprised Nanyan a little.
She turned to look at Ran Xiaoyu: "Jian Ruocheng has really agreed?"
"Of course, and besides, does the empress know who informed him?"
"who is it?"
"Li is not hurt."
"..."
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered the few words that Zhu Feng specially wished Feng Ye Zheng that day in Yikun Palace, and she didn't let herself know, so it was like this.
She couldn't help smiling wryly.
This person, at any time, never forgets to be jealous, let alone deal with others.
but-
also good.
Nan Yan sighed softly in her heart.
Although it sounds cruel to say this, for those who have their own hearts in their hearts, pulling themselves out of their hearts and letting them stop having illusions is the greatest kindness to them.
after all-
She stretched out her hand and gently wrapped it around her heart.
"Who told me that he is the only one in my heart?"
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A slender hand also gently wrapped around Zhu Feng's chest, feeling the fiery temperature emanating from that solid chest, and the beating of the heart under the chest.
There was a surging force hitting her palm.
Feng Qianyan's face was already flushed.
She did this action boldly. After all, she had never been in bed before this. Except for the two times when she couldn't walk because of her foot injury and Zhu Feng hugged her, the two of them never got closer .
And at this moment, just stretching out her hand to stick to his body, she felt that her whole body was engulfed in flames.
The hotness made her feel uneasy.
She raised her head lightly, her big eyes sparkled with a hint of spring, and said softly: "Your Majesty..."
That voice was also unusually sweet.
Zhu Feng didn't speak, just looked down at her.
At this moment, his palms were also covered in cold sweat.
From the first time he saw Feng Qianyan, he had a strange feeling. Just now, he deliberately followed her to the Jianfu Palace, and deliberately asked her to undress himself. It was completely red, and when he raised his head to look at himself, when those big deer-like eyes flickered slightly, he understood.
She is somewhat like Nanyan.
Although not exactly the same in appearance, the two people do have some similarities.
The same petite and slender figure, the same thin face, and big eyes.
Even the expression of panic and bewilderment is so similar.
Moreover, she is also the daughter of Honglu Siqing. From this point of view, it seems that in the dark, the heavens burned a replica of Nanyan and placed it in front of him.
but-
The little hand on his chest curled up, and the slender fingertips gently scratched his heart, as if scratching an itch. There was a tingling feeling, which made people want to escape and want more.
Zhu Feng looked down at her calmly, only to see Feng Qianyan took another step forward, gently approaching his arms.
The crimson little face was pressed against his chest.
"The emperor..."
Her voice, at this moment, was transmitted along her body to her ears, and it was a bit different from the voice she usually heard. The sweet taste had completely receded at this moment. An indescribable sense of charm.
Zhu Feng's breathing also became heavier.
And Feng Qianyan, who was leaning on his chest, naturally knew his heartbeat, his breathing, and every minute change. At this time, her mood was even more excited, and her whole body was more tightly attached to her. On Zhu Feng's body, the enchanting curves seemed to be deliberately catered to, wrapping around his body like a boneless snake.
It got even more entangled in his heart.
"Your Majesty," she raised her head, her bright red lips opened and closed slightly, exhaled a cloud of fragrance, and whispered in his ear: "Concubine, I wish to give everything to the Emperor..."
After saying this, she saw Zhu Feng's eyes flash.
At the same time, he raised his hands.
Big hot hands caressed her shoulders.
Feng Qianyan was ecstatic in her heart, almost unable to hold back the excitement in her heart, raised her head, and pressed her red lips to the corners of his lips.