Ye Yang wanted to laugh.
Although Feng Luan's accent was messed up, and it was obvious that he was forced to open business, this classic line was matched with
Well, his next goal is to try to assimilate everyone.
Shen Shaoheng has already been led astray, and many people in the harem speak with the shareholder's northern taste, but Ye Yang feels that this is not enough, he can work harder, and the civil and military affairs of the court are his ultimate goal.
After Feng Luan finished saying this sentence, he paused for a while before recovering. He frowned and said to Ye Yang, "If I still want to learn foreign languages with you, can you promise me one more thing?"
He looked cautious and earnest, Ye Yang didn't think much about it, he just felt that Feng Luan would never harm him, and he wouldn't make any excessive requests, but since his goal was the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, of course, the sooner he assimilated Feng Luan Yue Well, studying sentence by sentence is no longer enough for him. He wants Feng Luan to learn faster.
Ye Yang coughed and said, "If you learn ten sentences, I will promise you."
Feng Luan: "..."
Feng Luan looked very embarrassed.
He seems to be trying to compare the value of the two in his heart, whether what he wants to do is worth his effort to learn those ten foreign words, but Ye Yang sees him hesitating, and is even more convinced that what Feng Luan wants him to do It's not a big deal, otherwise Feng Luan wouldn't be so entangled.
Ye Yang felt more relieved.
"It's just ten sentences." Ye Yang deliberately provoked him, "The emperor is so smart, he learned it in less than a quarter of an hour."
Feng Luan: "..."
"Or... Your Majesty, don't you dare?" Ye Yang stuttered softly, "That's right, wouldn't it be embarrassing if the Emperor was taken away by me and there were two foreign words in the last court."
Feng Luan: "...Who said I wouldn't dare!"
Ye Yang blinked his eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to promise?"
Feng Luan frowned slightly, turned his eyes away, and said, "I'll tell you after I return to the palace."
Another moment passed.
When the two of them were about to go down to the Changji Tower, Feng Luan suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Do you still remember that I ordered Kang Ning to prepare an extra set of women's hairpin dresses."
Ye Yang: "..."
Of course he remembered that he had even begun to feel sorry for Shen Shaoheng.
However, Feng Luan's expression remained unchanged, and he just said, "Let's go back to the palace."
Although Shen Shaoheng was too miserable, he couldn't help but watch the excitement. He wished he could immediately follow Feng Luan back to the palace. When he saw Shen Shaoheng when he went down to Changji Tower, Ye Yang couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Shen Shaoheng, causing Shen Shaoheng to be inexplicable. Understand why Ye Yang is looking at him like this.
All the way back to the palace finally, Ye Yang was still thinking about whether Shen Shaoheng wearing women's clothes would affect his prestige in the Imperial Army, so he said to Feng Luan: "I thought about it, it's better to keep this kind of thing private. ."
Feng Luan looked at him with a slightly ambiguous expression, and said, "Yes."
Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan and felt something was wrong.
What does Feng Luan look at him like this
Didn't Shen Shaoheng wear women's clothes
and many more.
Ye Yang groaned in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.
Shouldn't this dog emperor also prepare a set for him? !
Jealous when others saw him dressed in women's clothes, and felt that he had never seen him before, and felt a little disadvantaged. After punishing his subordinates, he would naturally seek some benefits for himself and give himself a chance to see his sweetheart's women's clothes.
Ye Yang was full of vigilance and asked, "How many clothes have you prepared?"
Feng Luan said lightly, "I just prepared one more set for you."
Ye Yang: "..."
Sure enough.
This dog king!
The chariot had stopped, Ye Yang looked out from the curtain of the car, and it seemed that the outside had reached his palace.
After the forced palace, Feng Luan said that Changhe Palace was stained with blood, and he felt uneasy living in Changhe Palace, so he just moved to Yeyang Palace. Maybe every night, he started to persevere and climb Ye Yang's bed. He made a variety of excuses. At first, he said that he could not sleep well by himself. Later, he said that it was too cold to sleep alone, and finally he said that he was afraid of the dark.
Anyway, as long as he could co-bed with Ye Yang, he would have long since given up his face.
That being the case, in order to watch Ye Yang wear women's clothes and play some unique fun, of course he can tell some nonsense, and even pull himself down to learn a few irrelevant foreign words, so he won't suffer.
Feng Luan saw that Ye Yang was slightly sullen, but he didn't panic, anyway, he knew that Ye Yang would not treat him, at most he would play a little temper later, he was not afraid, just smiled with Ye Yang, and said, "They have already seen each other. After that, I tasted it very well, and I also want to see Aifei's women's clothes."
Ye Yang: "..."
Dog Emperor.
He just wanted to tease Feng Luan and wanted to hear the real emperor say that classic line, but he didn't expect Feng Luan to be addicted to his concubine, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Unable to hold back, he gently pushed Feng Luan and scolded, "You foolish lord."
Feng Luan was not annoyed at all, just nodded and said, "Concubine Ai is right, I won't be going to the morning tomorrow."
Ye Yang: "..."
Ye Yang was helpless.
He really just pretended to be angry, but he was not angry in his heart. Love is a matter of happiness for both parties, and it is just love for lovers. The jealousy on the top of Luan's head began to skyrocket, and he was already prepared to wear women's clothes again sooner or later.
"You go to court." Ye Yang murmured softly, "I don't want to be called a demon concubine."
"No." Feng Luan said with a smile, "You are a virtuous queen."
Ye Yang: "..."
Feng Luan took Ye Yang out of the carriage and walked into the palace. Everyone in the palace was already prepared, and Wanjuan even had tears in her eyes. She looked at Yeyang, making Ye Yang's heart full of inexplicable trouble, and some didn't understand this. What are you touching.
It wasn't until he walked to the edge of the bed that he saw a set of women's clothing neatly placed on it, but it was Feng Guanxia, which looked like a wedding robe. He was a little surprised. It's just women's clothes that can be worn, but now it seems that this is not the case, Ye Yang couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"
Feng Luan whispered softly behind him and said, "You enter the palace as a servant, and it is difficult for me to marry you again."
Ye Yang understood.
There is no extra ceremony for the servant to enter the palace, but it is just to send someone from the womb to pick it up. The big wedding is the emperor marrying the queen. Even if he is promoted to the queen as the servant, there will be no such step.
Ye Yang had no interest in these ceremonies in the first place. It didn't matter whether he was a servant or a queen, but it was just an empty name, and he didn't care.
But even so, when he saw Feng Luan's meticulous preparation, he was still touched indescribably.
He looked at the clothes on the bed, coughed lightly, and said, "The clothes are so complicated that I can't wear them alone."
Wanjuan immediately stepped forward to help him put on the cumbersome clothes, but Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan, blinked, and said, "This minister is rebellious, and I want the emperor to help me."
Feng Luan: "..."
Feng Luan waved back from the palace servants in the palace, walked up to Ye Yang in person, he was not sure how to wear the clothes, he just picked up one of them, looked at them carefully, then turned to Ye Yang and said: "Aifei-"
Ye Yang had already leaned forward on tiptoe, raised his hand to wrap his neck and kissed his lips deeply, Feng Luan was surprised by his kiss, took a step back, just happened to be pushed onto the bed by him, pressed there On top of the wedding dress on the bed.
After so many months, Ye Yang felt that his kissing skills had improved somewhat. At least a touch of Feng Luan was enough. He pressed Feng Luan's shoulders, and simply sat on Feng Luan's body, his lips lingering for a moment. Separation, he felt that he really looked like the demon concubine of the bewitching master. He pressed his voice and said to Feng Luan, "I'm wearing it now, but I have to take it off later. What a hassle."
Feng Luan held his wrist, as if he wanted to roll over and push him down, but Ye Yang pushed him again and pushed him back to the bed.
"The wedding night." Ye Yang whispered, "Can I take the initiative?"
…
At dawn the next day, Ye Yang opened his eyes and looked at the bedside, feeling a little headache.
Feng Luan really still didn't go to court.
Not only that, he slept quite deeply. In the past, it was obviously difficult for him to fall asleep. Today, Ye Yang pushed him for a while before he woke up. He seemed to be still a little sleepy. Shouting: "Aren't you going to go to court!"
Feng Luan hugged him tightly, closed his eyes and said, "The next morning on the wedding night, even the emperor has to take a rest."
Ye Yang: "..."
Ye Yang felt that he had gone farther and farther on the road of the demon concubine that was passed down in the mouths of later generations, and maybe someone would scold him tomorrow.
Ye Yang had a headache.
And Feng Luan closed his eyes and muttered to himself, and said to him, "If I learn ten more sentences from you, you would like to go out to the palace to watch a play with me."
Ye Yang was startled, a little puzzled, and asked, "Watching a play?"
"The big mourning has passed, and Yu Shangsheng is going to perform on stage again." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "Not only that, but the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Beijing is very lively. I want to take you for a walk on the street."
Ye Yang always felt that he had other plans in his mind. He hesitated whether to agree or not. Feng Luan added, "Concubine Shen will also be leaving the capital."
A few days ago, Feng Luan had declared to the public that Concubine Shen was seriously ill and difficult to treat. She had already passed away a few years ago, and the palace suffered this bad news one after another. He had no intention of putting it in the harem. No more concubines and show girls will be accepted until he recovers from this "strike".
As for when this "psychological trauma" will recover... It's hard to say.
Ye Yang felt that he was playing a rogue.
But he likes Feng Luan being a rogue like this.
And Feng Luan gave Chen Xiangning the big boat "Zhan Lang", and also sent a fleet to be dispatched by her. Of course, she didn't let her drive the boat out to play at will. Ye Yang inexplicably felt that it was a bit like going to the West. The fleet is on the coast, Chen Xiangning needs to bring people to the south first, and also needs to prepare a lot of materials for the boat, maybe it will take a few months before she can really set off.
"Tonight I want to practice for her in the palace." Feng Luan whispered, "But there are a lot of idlers at the palace banquet. I know you have some friendship with her. Would you like to accompany me out of the palace to send her away from Beijing?"
Ye Yang had a natural affection for Chen Xiangning. After all, Sister Ning left Beijing, and he didn't know when to see her again. Of course, he wanted to send Chen Xiangning as a gift, so he nodded and agreed, Feng Luan immediately added, "Since both After leaving the palace, let’s go and watch a play.”
Ye Yang: "..."
Ye Yang felt that this scene was obviously not simple, otherwise how could Feng Luan insist on inviting him out of the palace one after another? He couldn't help frowning and looked at Feng Luan, but Feng Luan's face was innocent and said, "When I heard that folk couples are in love, they always I will meet you for a trip, but I haven't been out with you yet..."
He said that he was so wronged that Ye Yang was inexplicably guilty, but when he went shopping and watched a play, what other surprises could there be in the public? He nodded in agreement, Feng Luan was overjoyed, hugged him again, and closed his eyes and murmured, "Tonight's palace banquet may be late at night, and I have to leave the palace tomorrow. I will sleep a little longer while I am now."
Ye Yang didn't want to speak.
That night, Feng Luan practiced for Chen Xiangning at the palace banquet. Ye Yang followed Hu Chihai and drank, but he did not have a chance to talk to Shen Xiangning. He had been thinking about Chu Lian, and he had not seen Chu for a long time. Pity, after Chu Heqian forced the palace, he has been very worried about Chu Lian's situation. He originally wanted to ask Chen Xiangning during the palace banquet, but he didn't want to have no chance, so he could only put the matter on tomorrow's private service with Feng Luan. Go out of the palace to send Chen Xiangning out of the capital.
In the evening of the second day, Ye Yang followed Feng Luan out of the palace and rushed to the outskirts of Beijing. Finally, he had the opportunity to meet Chen Xiangning in private, but he didn't need to ask any more. Standing in the distance with his head covering his face, he seemed unwilling to come forward to meet them.
"After that incident, she doesn't want to talk to anyone anymore." Chen Xiangning could only explain for her, and worried that what Chu Lian did would provoke Feng Luan's anger, she cautiously said, "She feels ashamed and doesn't think of the emperor. I have persuaded her that she will never come back to land again after she goes out to sea..."
Feng Luan raised his hand and said, "It's okay, I understand."
For Chu Lian, all these things are too complicated. Her father wants to kill Feng Luan, and then Feng Luan is considered to be the enemy of her entire family. Even if she knows that her father is at fault, she will have a hard time facing her. It takes time, and until then, she can only dodge.
Ye Yang could only not talk about this matter, but Chen Xiangning was in a good mood. At this time, he did not forget to tease the two of them, and asked Ye Yang: "You guys are going out of the palace, shouldn't you be watching a play?"
Ye Yang couldn't help but startled.
He never told Shen Xiangning that he was going to go to the theater, why did Chen Xiangning know so clearly what they were going to do
"Tonight Yushangsheng will start the show again. If there is an opportunity, it should not be missed." Chen Xiangning smiled slightly at Ye Yang, and her expression seemed to mean something, and said, "It's a pity that I am leaving Beijing today. I can't see it anymore."
Ye Yang hadn't heard of the show that Yu Shangsheng sang on stage today. When he bid farewell to Chen Xiangning and watched Chen Xiangning and Chu Lian leave, he turned around and asked Feng Luan curiously, "What are we going to listen to today? "
Feng Luan replied, "It should be a new play."
He didn't seem to want to say the name of the play, Ye Yang was speechless, he just wanted to know after hearing it. While returning to Beijing with Feng Luan, the carriage and horses arrived outside the Sanyuan class, and there was still a large crowd of people outside. And the troupe leader of Sanyuan took the people in the troupe to try to maintain order outside, and when he saw Feng Luan, his legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.
Shen Shaoheng waved his hand secretly to calm him down, the Sanyuan class leader saw that several of them were private servers, and knew that they were visiting the palace privately from Weifu, so he didn't dare to make a statement. He just treated them as honored guests and greeted them respectfully to the private room. Go inside.
He served tea to a few people, and smiled with trembling, and said, "Mr. Mohou said that there are distinguished guests here today, but the grass-people never thought it would be the emperor..."
When Ye Yang heard the words "Mr. Mohou", he couldn't help frowning slightly and looked at Feng Luan.
Ming Yan was involved in this matter, and he felt more and more wrong.
But Feng Luan didn't look sideways, he seemed to be upright and serious, and there was nothing wrong with it. After the class leader of the Sanyuan class resigned, he raised his hand and waved Kang Ning and Shen Shaoheng away, leaving only himself and Ye Yang alone.
After all, Ye Yang doesn't watch plays very much, and there are no subtitles on the stage. Even if he listens attentively, he can only barely understand a general idea. This is too embarrassing for him, so he simply doesn't listen to it. Knocked, Feng Luan suddenly embraced his waist and kissed him slowly. Ye Yang was startled and pushed Feng Luan away subconsciously, saying, "What are you doing? This is not in the palace!"
Feng Luan replied, "No one will see it."
In their private room, there is only one wall facing the stage with windows open so that they can see the scene on the stage, that is to say, unless the people on the stage look up here, no one will notice them. doing what.
And the people on the stage don't have time to look up.
But Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart. The taste in private is different from being intimate and making fun in this kind of place. Even if the two of them had been on the chariot in the palace before, there were also palace servants around, but after all, it was not the same. Luan can make the palace staff leave for the time being, but he cannot let the Sanyuan class clear the stage, and once the people on the stage lift their heads and look up, they will see him and Feng Luan together, and they hug and entangle without shame.
It had been a long time since his heart had turned red like a drum. Seeing that Feng Luan was about to come closer, he had to hurriedly push Feng Luan away again, muttering softly, "Don't be ridiculous."
Feng Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, and kissed him on the lips again, shaking off the folding fan to block him, and whispered, "I'm not fooling around."
Ye Yang blushed and murmured, "If anyone sees—"
Feng Luan asked back, "What else can I do?"
Ye Yang's face became hot, and he hurriedly turned his face away, just thinking about quickly changing the subject, while Feng Luan made another excuse to make out with him, he hurriedly asked, "What are they singing?"
Feng Luan leaned into his ear, smiled and said to him, "They are singing about us."
Ye Yang was slightly startled, and when he wanted to listen carefully, Feng Luan had shaken off the folding fan again, covering the two of them behind.
His lips were intertwined, his breathing gradually deepened, his mind was dizzy, and he vaguely remembered that this was in the theater, and there were outsiders around. Holding the window frame with one hand, he closed the sash on that side.
As long as the window is closed, all that can be seen outside is a tangle of black shadows. He finally glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Yu Shangsheng wearing a red makeup and happy clothes on the stage, slowly facing the person in the jade crown and yellow robe on the other side of the stage. go.
He finally raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Feng Luan's neck, muttering inarticulately, "Another window—"
Feng Luan held down the window frame and slammed the window up, fearing that a figure would come out of the window, flicking his sleeves and twitching the candle, the room was dim and dark, while Ye Yang's mind was heavy, and the drums were ringing in his ears, and he could only vaguely recognize it. Sing out a sentence or two, and melt into the ambiguous and entangled breath.
"When the waiter becomes the queen, it will be another story through the ages"
He could hear the singing on the stage.
"The emperor and the queen are deeply in love, and the gods are married"
He could no longer hear.
What other people say, how can it be.
All he asked and saw was right in front of him.
Ye Yang hugged Feng Luan tightly and couldn't wait to kiss back.
What immortal companions, what is the meaning of this empty head and brain.
He doesn't ask for gods and goddesses, only the present and the present.
Day and night.
Consistently, forever.
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