After Feng Yue finished writing this sentence, he threw the pen on the table and lay down on the chair, his eyes wandering, as if he had made up his mind to stop talking to them, and even completely emptied himself.
And Feng Luan picked up the note, frowned, and read the contents of the note in full, word-for-word.
"Mo, Su, Lao, Zi?" Feng Luan was very puzzled. "You told me not to touch you? Ayue, how can you claim to be so, where did you learn such vulgar words?"
Feng Yue's eyes were sluggish and motionless. Two cats chasing, running, and making trouble jumped past him. He just assumed that nothing had happened, and he had never heard of anything.
Ye Yang felt very strange.
Wait a minute, don't beat me? Is this a Sichuan dialect? !
Ye Yang froze for a moment, then turned to Feng Luan and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, where is Concubine Liu from?"
Although Feng Luan didn't know why he asked such a question, he still replied: "Mother concubine is from Beijing."
Ye Yang: "...Then the imperial concubine?"
Feng Luan: "I came from Jiangnan."
Ye Yang was confused. If so, where did Feng Yue learn this Sichuan dialect? But... it's just a Sichuan dialect, and it doesn't explain too many problems. Baobuqi is one of the monks in this Huguo Temple who can speak Sichuan dialect. Fengyue listens to it a lot and learns one sentence. It's not a big problem.
Feng Luan was still struggling with the self-proclaimed name that Feng Yue used. He couldn't understand, Feng Yue was the most concerned about manners and etiquette in the past, how could he say such vulgar words today, this is really not his style.
Not to mention the impatience in these words... Feng Luan felt a pain in his heart and felt a little sad. He just felt that A Yueguo really hated him, otherwise why would he speak to him in such an impatient tone.
He looked at Feng Yue, hesitant to say anything, while Ye Yang's eyes shifted between the two of them, hesitating for a moment, inexplicably felt that Feng Luan was a little pitiful, and he finally couldn't help but look at Feng Yue , murmured in a low voice: "Your brother did nothing wrong, what's the use of blaming him."
Unexpectedly, Feng Yue shuddered when he heard his words, as if he had heard something unbelievable, he opened his eyes and looked at Feng Luan. The emotion in his eyes was first shocked, and then slowly complicated, except for the shock. In addition, there seems to be a bit of fear and disgust.
Ye Yang didn't know what he said wrong, he looked at Feng Luan, but Feng Luan seemed to be accustomed to Feng Yue's disgusting expression, but after a while, Feng Luan jumped up suddenly, grabbed the pen and paper on the table, Write down a few lines in large letters.
"Who are you, what do you know, how do I do it, what does it have to do with you"
He slapped the piece of paper in front of Ye Yang, stared at Ye Yang, Ye Yang was speechless, and was about to answer, but Feng Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was finally stabbed in the sullen Clicking, he swiped the piece of paper over, frowned and said to Feng Yue, "You are not allowed to talk to him like this."
Feng Yue paused for a while, his eyes turned between the two, as if he finally understood what kind of situation he was facing. He was frightened, but he still mustered up the courage to pick up the pen and write down on the paper. In a word, with shaking hands, he pushed the piece of paper towards Feng Luan, then shrank abruptly, picked up a cat and hid in the corner of the wall.
There are only four words on the paper.
"Don't give birth, get out"
Ye Yang: "..."
Row.
This is really the most cowardly action to write the most fierce words.
Feng Luanyuan still wanted to continue arguing with Feng Yue, but Ye Yang couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't want to waste the whole night here, not to mention that he remembered that Feng Luan would have to get up at four o'clock tomorrow morning to go to court. , Since you have to get up so early, it is better to go to bed earlier at night.
Huguo Temple still has a long way to go back to the palace, and now that Feng Yue is unwilling to agree, it is better to leave earlier and go back to sleep.
Ye Yang coughed, tugged at Feng Luan's sleeve, and whispered in his ear, "It's getting late, go back first."
Feng Luan sighed.
He could only ask Shen Shaoheng to continue, and he was optimistic about Feng Yue these days, in case Feng Yue really couldn't think of running away.
If Feng Yue did not know about Jinghuai and Chu Heqian's plan, then the matter would be interesting. Based on his guess, most likely it was Jinghuai or Chu Heqian who was using Fengyue's name. cause trouble.
He was full of worries, and Ye Yang's mood was a little complicated.
For some reason, he just felt that something was wrong with this Feng Yue.
When they boarded the carriage back to the palace, Ye Yang was curious and asked Feng Luan about the specific situation of Feng Yue, but he didn't dare to speak out about the inconspicuous guess in his heart now. He just asked: "King Shenyang... did you like cats very much?"
Feng Luan was startled, shook his head, and said, "I'm not as obsessed as I am now."
Ye Yang asked in a low voice, "Then his handwriting... is it different from before?"
"What are you asking about?" Feng Luan frowned slightly, "What are you suspecting?"
Although he asked so, he could understand why Ye Yang asked so.
Over the years, Feng Yue's body has changed a lot. It's almost like a person has changed. He also had some doubts, and even went to check it himself - of course he knew about his brother, this is indeed Feng Yue, and a It is not surprising that people have been locked in the gate of hell for a while, and their temperaments have changed.
Seeing Ye Yang faltering and not knowing how to explain, he couldn't help but sighed and said, "He used to write with his right hand, but when I forced the palace, I injured his right hand and he couldn't use his hand. I started to learn to write with left and right, and I have really improved over the years.”
Ye Yang: "..."
No... why is he more suspicious.
"I know what you are suspecting." Feng Luan said, "I checked it myself, and there is no problem."
Ye Yang: "...checked?"
"Ayue has a birthmark on his body, most outsiders don't know it." Feng Luan replied, "He also has scars on his right shoulder and hand that I have injured. Every place matches, I don't think there will be fakes."
Ye Yang: "..."
For some reason, Ye Yang had an amazing guess.
He shuddered, only to feel that his guess was terrible, but he couldn't confirm it for a while, and looking at Feng Luan's meaning, he would have to persuade Feng Yue again in a few days, so he should be able to take advantage of that time. Give it a try.
…
When the two returned to the palace, Feng Luan followed Ye Yang all the way, and wanted to go back with him. Halfway through the road, Ye Yang couldn't help but paused, looked back at Feng Luan, and asked with a frown, "You go back with me... not quite. All right?"
He couldn't come to the harem for three months, he had already come, and he couldn't favor the concubine for three months. If he slept in his palace for one night, he probably couldn't wash it out.
Feng Luan coughed and replied, "Anyway, I don't remember tonight, so I'm sleeping here, right?"
Ye Yang: "..."
This dog king.
What Qiju Lang didn't remember was going to Huguo Temple, how could he even get involved in this!
He cursed in his heart, and was about to refuse, but he didn't want Feng Luan to step up to him and said to him, "Don't worry, I won't go to your bed."
Ye Yang: "..."
Feng Luan: "I have a sense of restraint, so I will use your soft couch outside, Ayang, you won't be reluctant, will you?"
Ye Yang: "...that's all."
He thought to himself that this dog emperor should not be so absurd. Even if the living man didn't remember it, there would still be so many palace maids and eunuchs watching. If he violated the rules, once it spreads out, it will inevitably be full of abuse at the court, and he himself That dream... He felt uneasy in his heart. Anyway, in his palace, he could make Wanju stare at the food and drink, so he could always feel more at ease.
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Feng Luan was in a very good mood. He really followed the rules. After returning to the palace with Ye Yang, he went to rest on the soft couch outside alone, but Ye Yang was in a complicated mood and was extremely tired.
But he couldn't sleep.
He tossed and turned on the bed, maybe because he slept too much in the afternoon, he couldn't fall asleep at all, and he didn't know how long he had been lying down. He seemed to open his eyes and wait for the sky to light up outside, and he didn't see Feng Luan get up.
He remembered that in the past, when Feng Luan was about to go to court, he would get up when the sun was shining. If it is winter today, it is still late. Now he can see the morning light coming into the house from outside. Why is Feng Luan still here today? Didn't get up
Not only that, but if Corning didn't come to tell Feng Luan to get up, could it be that Feng Luan specially ordered it last night
Ye Yang, who had already carried the evil concubine on his back in the folklore, was very nervous.
The queen mother was only buried yesterday, the emperor will not go to the court today, and spent a night in the house of the evil concubine, which makes people think about it.
No, he can no longer carry this infamy.
Ye Yang rolled over and got out of bed, nervous in his heart, so anxious that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, stepped on the cold ground with bare feet, ran all the way to the couch, and went to shake Feng Luan who was sleeping soundly on the bed without saying a word.
Feng Luan didn't sleep deeply, but he heard Ye Yang when he ran over. When Ye Yang stretched out his hand to push him, before he could speak, he grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed, seeing that he had never heard of him before. Putting on his shoes, he couldn't help frowning, and reached out to hug him onto the bed, which shocked Ye Yang.
Fortunately, he just unfolded the quilt and covered Ye Yang's body together, so there was no further action.
The quilt was really warm, Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, then gave up the struggle. At this moment, he asked Feng Luan, "Aren't you going to court?"
Feng Luan was slightly startled, and said, "The Queen Mother's funeral has not yet passed, so I really don't need to go to court."
Ye Yang: "..."
What? Are you so reckless
Can Chen Xiangning say that Feng Luan should be filial piety for three months, and the emperor will not go to court for three months? Isn't that going to be messed up
"A country cannot live without a ruler for a day." Ye Yang asked in astonishment, "You won't go to court in March?"
"Only twenty-seven days." Feng Luan corrected him, "Moreover, I just didn't go to the front court, and things still have to be dealt with."
Ye Yang: "..."
It's over.
He thought that if Feng Luan didn't come to the harem for three months, he would have three months to figure things out. As a result, people would not go to the court at all, and would have to stay in the palace for twenty-seven days... Not to mention leave time for him to take matters into his own hands. Thinking about it clearly, Ye Yang felt that he was about to die.
After Feng Luan finished saying this, he looked at the sky outside and sighed: "It's getting late, I should go to the imperial study, and today I have an appointment with Prime Minister Yun to enter the palace... Ayang, do you have something to say to your father? Say?"
Ye Yang: "..."
Now, when Feng Luan mentioned Prime Minister Yun, he was full of dazed monarchs telling historical stories. He hurriedly shook his head, thinking of one more thing. today.
Ye Yang subconsciously blurted out and asked: "Can the emperor come back today?"
Feng Luan was slightly startled, looked back, and looked at him in amazement.
Only then did Ye Yang realize that he seemed to have said something wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "I... I have something to do later-"
Before he could finish his words, Feng Luan's lips curved, as if he had heard something that made him very happy. He was propping up the bed to step over Ye Yang to go outside, but now he moved, and he still supported Ye Yang with one hand. , he quickly pecked Ye Yang's face lightly, and when Ye Yang was shocked and didn't return to his senses, he turned over and got out of bed, but he couldn't take back the smile on his lips.
Ye Yang: "You..."
"There are beautiful women waiting for you." Feng Luan said, "How could I not return."
Ye Yang: "..."
Ye Yang lowered his eyelashes and didn't say anything until Feng Luan walked outside, and the palace servants came in and waited on getting dressed. After a while, a famous little palace maid ran in lightly, helped Ye Yang's shoes beside the bed, and put them on On the bed, he smiled and said to Ye Yang: "Yun Shijun, the emperor said, be careful, don't catch a cold, and come and have dinner with you in the afternoon."
Ye Yang raised his hand and pressed his chest, as if trying to suppress the already slightly fast heartbeat.
For some reason, he felt more and more, why is this dog emperor... why is he more and more able to flirt