But can you not move so much, don't you see Yeluo's face is black!?

However, Feng Hua didn't seem to notice that Ye Luo's face had changed, and he hurried directly towards the big bed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feng Hua got up and left regardless of it, making Ye Luo's already black face suddenly darken by three points.

got up directly, followed Feng Hua, and walked towards the big bed where Feng Chengde was lying.

Domineeringly, he hugged Feng Hua's thin waist and pressed it hard.

Her enthusiasm and excessive care can only belong to him, not to others, let alone a man, even if that person is her brother.

Yeluo's awkward domineering appearance fell into the eyes of Huo Yun'er, who was still struggling at the dinner table, causing her to laugh involuntarily.

Well, she admits that she did it on purpose.

It takes at least a day for a serious injury to be healed with a thousand-year-old snow lotus before it reacts, and it takes half a day to react unless that person is a martial arts wizard with a powerful self-healing function.

However, there are very few such people, and there is not one in a hundred years.

And why did she do it...... Who let those two strange people who don't know what shame is to show affection in public, and in front of her.

Do you know that it is a very dangerous thing to show off in front of the single Wang.

Feng Hua, who was in front of the big bed, called Feng Chengde for a long time, but he never saw him react at all, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts of giving up and continuing to call.

Just as Feng Hua turned around and was about to walk back, a pale hand weakly grabbed the corner of her clothes: "Water...... Water...... Give me water......"

Feelings flooded at this moment, and when Feng Hua turned around again, Ye Luo had already poured a glass of water and handed it to Feng Hua.

Feng Chengde drank the water and fell asleep again.

Putting down the water glass, Ye Luo didn't say a word, hugged Feng Hua and disappeared into the room with her, leaving a word of underdog floating into Huo Yun'er's ears.

"You will take care of Feng Chengde tonight, and my wife and I will go to rest first."

Huo Yun'er, who was in a sluggish state because of Feng Chengde's sudden movement, suddenly came back to her senses after hearing Ye Luo's demonic voice: "I'll go to your maid's deception too much, ah...... It's too much. ”

Feng Hua, who wanted to turn back, was pressed into his arms by Ye Luo's big hand: "It's okay, let's go rest, and we will enter the palace tomorrow." ”

Sure enough, Feng Hua stopped moving, and he didn't see Ye Luo above his head evoking a sinister smile.

Did Huo Yun'er really think that he didn't see the secret coolness after her treacherous plan succeeded?

Dare to yin, even if he is covered by Fenghua, what if he can't be upright, he can't come secretly?

The servants of the Night King's Mansion, who were busy with their work, looked up in the direction where the voice came from, and lowered their heads to continue the work at hand with just one glance.

Huo Yun'er was left alone at the dining table trembling.

She is not a crow's mouth, lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot.

Originally, I was just talking about it, I wanted to tell the two of them, but I didn't expect Feng Chengde to really wake up, what should she do now.

The medicinal properties of the thousand-year-old snow lotus are fried chicken, and on the first day after waking up, you must drink water from time to time to cool down, otherwise the internal organs will be burned by the snow lotus from the inside out.

The key is Feng Chengde's little appearance that can't take care of himself, this is to let her serve him tea and water overnight!!

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On the second day, after overnight irrigation, Feng Chengde had already lowered the internal fire, and Huo Yun'er had already sat at the foot of the bed with two big dark circles under her eyes, regardless of her image.

She's about to collapse!

Shift in style.

Layers of glazed bricks and tiles, purple pillars and golden beams, all of which are extremely luxurious in the palace, Feng Hua is holding Yeluo's arm, as if walking in his own back garden, swaggering towards the imperial study.

While talking and laughing, the two of them had already come to the outside of the imperial study.

The eunuch waiting outside the door was about to make a report, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Yeluo.

The eunuch had no choice but to retreat.

The world only knows that the Night King is supreme, but they don't know that his power has long been above His Majesty, but how can he, as the emperor's personal eunuch, not know the status of the Night King.

Yeluo is a figure that the entire Western Chu Dynasty cannot provoke, including the emperor, who must also be polite to him.

As soon as he approached the door of the study, a sound of conversation came from inside the room.

"Wait, we can't touch her now, we can't afford to mess with her behind her back." The first thing that poured into the eardrums was the emperor's reassuring voice, with desolation and helplessness.

"Wait? It's been twelve years, isn't it enough for you to make me wait for twelve years?

Are you sure it's because you can't afford to mess with you and not because you're selfish? Are you afraid that without the queen as a backer, you won't be able to suppress the undercurrent surging in the court.

Do you remember how your most beloved woman died? No, you don't deserve to love her, you don't deserve to be so selfish. Following the Emperor's voice, a suppressed voice of anger came from a young man.

Feng Hua frowned.

How did she feel that the voices in the room were very familiar, as if she had heard them somewhere.

Clang, the sound of a teacup being broken.

Accompanied by an invective voice: "What do you know, it's not for you to swallow my anger now?" ”

"For me? Do you dare to say that it's not for yourself? How does it feel to watch your own woman die in front of your eyes and not be able to protect her? ”

"Rebel...... Unfilial son...... Get lost...... You me off. The emperor's hidden anger could no longer be suppressed, and he scolded directly.

Immediately afterwards, the closed door of the imperial study was opened from the inside out.

A young man in a wheelchair, with a sickly face and the appearance of a weak scholar, broke into Feng Hua's sight.

She has seen this man, but when she entered the palace for the first time to participate in the palace banquet, she got lost.

I broke into a courtyard by chance and met him, and he told her the way back.

I didn't expect him to be the emperor's son.

"Lord of the Night." The man didn't expect that there was someone outside the imperial study, so he couldn't help but be surprised, but he still said hello to Yeluo in a proper manner.

"Hmm." Yeluo is indeed the ancestor of Gao Leng.

Everyone else greeted him first, and he was fine, just a perfunctory reply.

Think about it, if you are not in a good mood, you won't even give a perfunctory "um" word.

The man seemed to be accustomed to Yeluo's attitude, so he didn't speak, just nodded and pushed the wheelchair out of the line of sight of the two.

"Who is he?" Feng Hua asked curiously.

To be honest, she was quite interested in the man Fang Cai, obviously a prince, but she dared to openly argue with her father.

Courage is commendable, really courage.

"The Night Brocade of the Six Princes." Ye Luo's tone was neither salty nor light, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He doesn't like his women to care too much about others.

(The author silently laughed: Ahem, the Night King is jealous!) ）

"Oh? Since he is a prince who dares to openly argue with the emperor, how can he live alone in a dilapidated courtyard without even a palace maid to take care of? Feng Hua raised his eyebrows.

She could imagine that a prince could be so depressed that no one could control him, but she never imagined that the emperor would tolerate him so much, how could he still place him in a dilapidated courtyard.