Feng Yaohua and Feng Xianhua, what two similar names!

Shen Yaohua didn't suddenly remember it until now, because he didn't know Feng Yaohua's name when he was in Dongwu, and after knowing Feng Yaohua's name, he forgot that there was such a person as Feng Xianhua. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now that I think about it at the same time, I only feel that my head has been struck by lightning again, and the buzzing is non-stop.

Shen Yaohua fainted and felt that this world was ...... It's amazing!

"Haruka!"

A soft cry with a faint joy came from the front, and Shen Yaohua was just about to raise her eyes, but someone pulled her hard, and she was almost dragged down by surprise.

"Your Majesty is here, kneel down."

Feng Xianhua's voice rang in her ears, and she pulled her hard.

Mo Yi Xiaobai is here?

Shen Yaohua staggered to stabilize his figure, broke free and looked ahead.

At this time, except for her and Feng Xianhua, who was blessed, the palace maids were already kneeling on the ground.

Feng Xianhua found out that she was still standing upright, and was thinking about pulling her again, but Shen Yaohua had already run over with cheers.

"Little White Brother, I'm coming to see you!"

She screamed and ran out like a child, hugged the young emperor's waist, raised her snow-jade clear cheeks, and frowned slightly: "Oh, why are you so thin!" ”

After not seeing each other for a few months, Mo Yi Xiaobai's temperament has become more and more calm and cold.

He is still the same him, thin and thin, straight as a pine, and he has an unshakable momentum like a mountain when he stands indifferently.

He didn't look like him again, his eyebrows were sharper, his star-like eyes were deeper, the bridge of his nose seemed to be straighter, and his thin lips were tighter.

He was wearing a black narrow-sleeved regular robe, with a light crown of black jade, and a dark golden dragon pattern on the cuffs of the placket, and the red flame on the jade belt complemented the red coiled dragon jade on the crown.

He looks extra high, but also extra cold, with the loneliness and loneliness of the world's independence.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he is noble and heroic like a god descending from heaven, but Shen Yaohua can easily see the tiredness and boredom hidden in his eyes.

He's not happy!

He finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish, avenged his parents, and successfully restored the country, but he is no longer the indomitable and happy young man.

At that time, he seemed to be cold, but in fact he was full of blood and perseverance, and he never flinched when he moved forward, even if he died, he died neatly, and he died arrogantly and quietly.

Now he is fetters and cold, which makes Shen Yaohua suddenly feel distressed.

She flattened her mouth, and just as she didn't know what to say, the top of her head was suddenly rubbed vigorously by a big hand, and the young emperor smiled, gently hugged her, and sighed: "Yaohua, it's great that you're safe, I'm really worried about what will happen to you." ”

With deep guilt in his voice, he let her go, while gently pushing her away.

"You're hungry, I'll take you to dinner."

He gently held Shen Yaohua's hand, and the two walked side by side.

Feng Xianhua stared at the backs of the two, and her eyes gradually sank.

She suddenly realizes that she is wrong!

She used to think that Mo Yi was cold in the daytime, but it was wrong to be a little different from her!

He is cold, but not without warmth, but his warmth is only given to Shen Yaohua.

He had seen her, but he had forgotten that she existed.

He looked at Shen Yaohua's eyes, with real tenderness and pampering, and a joy that he had never felt in the face of others.

He cherishes Shen Yaohua, and there is a world difference between him and his polite alienation from her.

But Shen Yaohua, why is she!

Why is she fighting with her everywhere and robbing her!

Feng Xianhua's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't see the backs of the two disappear until he turned away with a calm face.

Feng Xianhua was so jealous and unbearable that she locked herself in the room and tore her clothes and silks, while Shen Yaohua happily sat at the table and ate and drank, and by the way, she kept putting what she thought was delicious on the plate in front of Moyi Xiaobai.

Not far behind Mo Yi Xiaobai stood a white and chubby Zhuyi eunuch, twitching his cheeks like a toothache from time to time.

When he saw Shen Yaohua directly use his chopsticks to take a ball, leaning out desperately across the table and handing it to Moyi Xiaobai's mouth, and Moyi Xiaobai opened his mouth to eat it again, he couldn't help coughing.

Shen Yaohua happened to sit back in the chair when he heard the cough, and looked up strangely when he heard the sound.

The eunuch hurriedly gave her a big smile.

Shen Yaohua smiled back, leaned over to Moyi Xiaobai's side and whispered, "He may be hungry too, let him go to eat." ”

She probably knew that it should be the father-in-law who Chi Yun said that he couldn't contact without yin or yang, but she really didn't understand the responsibilities of others, and she didn't feel comfortable with the palace maids standing next to the pillars, corners and doors.

Mo Yi Xiaobai bowed slightly, waved his hand slightly, and there were two people left in the room in an instant.

Call~

Shen Yaohua exhaled, feeling that the air was fresh all of a sudden, and he smiled more happily.

As soon as the palace people retreated, Shen Yaohua happily came to him with a plate, and said while eating: "Hey, you are so pitiful, you are watched every day when you eat." ”

"Pathetic?"

She actually felt pitiful for an emperor with many palace people waiting?

Mo Yi Xiaobai shook her head and chuckled, and grabbed a piece of snow taro a little farther away in her saucer.

"It's pitiful, anyway, I can't eat because of what they see, hey, I've already eaten this, it's delicious, you can taste it."

Shen Yaohua picked up the cute jade balls and wanted to send them to his plate.

There were only four pieces of the small dish of potato, which looked like pearls, and it tasted fragrant and glutinous, sweet but not greasy, Shen Yaohua ate two of them, and quietly looked at them several times, obviously wanting to eat them but was embarrassed to eat them again.

"I don't like sweets."

Mo Yi Xiaobai lightly tapped her chopsticks and carried the other one to her plate.

"Why don't men like sweets?"

Shen Yaohua grunted, and Mei Zizi ate the pearl-like glutinous rice taro balls.

Mo Yi Xiaobai raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this, put down his chopsticks and said lightly: "Who else have you seen who doesn't like sweetness?" ”

He didn't know what other men she knew, could it be Luo Jingnian or the wandering spirit?

"Uh......"

Shen Yaohua hesitated for a moment with half a pill in his mouth, swallowed the pill and put down the chopsticks, stared at his eyes with a straight face and said: "Little white brother, you once said that you saw a man with a white umbrella when you were assassinated, and later he also harmed your parents, do you remember what he looked like, have you ever seen what he did?" ”

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Mo Yi Xiaobai's face was calm and his eyes were deep, as if he had sealed all the past, and when he mentioned it again, it was already unwavering.

Shen Yaohua felt more and more distressed.

When he spoke of the past a few years ago, the grief and resentment were so intense.

Now he can't forget it, but he just pressed that torrent of grief and anger in his heart.

He seemed to have seen the moon open, but in fact the culprit was still at large, he knew, but helpless.

The figure was like a dark cloud above him, and at some point it would bring a violent storm and bring destruction to his flesh-and-blood country.