Listening to Huang Yu's repeated questions, Feng Wu's face gradually turned white.

Today's slap is not something that can be easily escaped.

The official level crushed people to death, and even if Fengwu was not convinced, he could only endure it.

Several palace maids from the Cold Ice Pavilion came over and pulled up the wind dock, and the big palace maid of the wind dock was crying and shouting on the side and was also pulled up.

"Whoever dares to intercede again, let him be punished together", a small voice came from a high place, with a majesty that should not be underestimated.

The palace maid hurriedly closed her mouth, knelt on the ground and watched her master being slapped with teary eyes.

The palace maid who played the wind dock was an old woman, who had been in the palace for a long time, so she naturally knew how to beat the pain without showing it.

The old lady rolled up her sleeves and made a gesture at the vicious concubine with her eyes.

"Smack!" , a slap down.

"Ahh , Fengwu snorted in pain, feeling that his eyes were about to burst into Venus.

This old woman is really merciless, and one day I will let you die at my hands!

A crimson finger mark bulged over her already white face.

"Smack!" With another hard blow, five more finger marks appeared slightly downward.

Feng Wu held back his screams of pain and glared fiercely at the wrinkled old woman, thinking about how he would kill her unknowingly in a few days.

The palace maid next to the old lady reported: "Two times".

After two strokes, Feng Wu felt that his face was flushed and hot, and it was still slowly bulging. A sweet smell of blood welled up in his mouth.

It's just two slaps, thirty slaps, and she can't ask for her face.

Then, the old lady raised her arm again, and the wind blew through her sleeves, and the wind dock closed her eyes.

"Ahh Oops, ......", the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the old lady was kicked to the ground, and she quickly got up to say hello to the male protagonist in front of her.

Fengwu only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and she fell into a hard embrace, and the ambergris on her clothes showed that she was saved.

Who else can smoke ambergris except Feng Qiao?

Feng Wu quietly opened his eyes and looked up at the man holding him, with a tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flying diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of his sideburns. Handsome side face with impeccable facial contours.

This is her husband.

Yes, during the quarrel just now, she sent another big palace maid to secretly invite the emperor. She wants to gamble and bet on her status in the emperor's heart.

Now, she's winning the bet.

"The Emperor is auspicious"

The palace maid and eunuch fell to their knees.

Feng Qiao came like a gust of wind, and when everyone reacted, he had already picked up the wind dock and stood in the hall glaring at Huang Yu.

He should have just gone down to court, and he came directly before he had time to change his dragon robe

The bright yellow robe is embroidered with the pattern of the dragon of the sea, under the turbulent golden waves at the corner of the robe, the sleeves are carried high by the wind, and the light brocade pattern is embroidered with silver silk threads, and the waist is tied with a black ribbon, and the ribbon is not a delicate hollow jade pendant, which can not see the pattern clearly, and the feet are wearing golden brocade boots, showing nobility throughout the body.

Beautiful as a crown of jade, thick eyebrows and elegant, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are beautiful, the face is fair, the edges and corners are like ghostly carving, like poetry and painting. But what is more beautiful is not his facial features, but his whole temperament.

It is a kind of beauty that comes out of the bones, noble and elegant, elegant and elegant, and at the same time combines deep and restrained, gloomy and profound...... Now it is mixed with a strong anger.

The whole person is from the inside to the outside, exuding an incomparable cold air. His facial features became second to this mixed temperament.

The people of the entire feudal kingdom know that their emperor was born handsome and perfect, like a celestial being. But the emperor lives in the palace all the year round, and only a few people have seen his appearance, even if the palace maid and eunuch are in the palace, because of their low status, it is not easy to see the emperor.

Feng Qiao stood handsomely in front of everyone in such a court uniform, and many palace maids almost fainted.

Feng Qiao's long eyebrows were slightly raised, his black jade-like pupils flashed with sharp brilliance, his handsome face reflected the morning light, with god-like majesty and innate nobility, the whole person emitted a kind of king aura that shocked the world, and there was a mocking smile on his evil and handsome face at this time.

As soon as he came down from the court, he was stopped by a palace maid, he had seen her a few times, and Fengwu often sent her to bring him soup, tea and pastries. Usually he waited for him to come to the court in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and he had never come to the Jinluan Palace to find him in such a hurry.

The palace maid snorted and said with tears and vinegar about what happened in the Cold Ice Pavilion.

She said that Concubine Mei and Concubine Ling relied on the support of the queen mother to bully the concubine. slandered the concubine Niangniang and instructed the cat to scratch people.

She said that the queen helped Concubine Mei and Concubine Ling, and indiscriminately wanted to kill their mothers.

She also said that the queen mother was going to give them a power from the beginning.

Feng Qiao was a little unconvinced at first, Huang Yu didn't like these intrigues very much, and she generally disdained to do it when these women were jealous. Besides, people can instruct cats to deliberately hurt people, which makes no one easily believe it.

Huang Yu is not a person who can easily listen to people's demagoguery, and can punish Fengwu for a trivial matter, does this mean...... Does it mean she's jealous?

Feng Qiao thought secretly, his face was not revealed, and his heart was already happy. But he couldn't show that he was happy, he wanted the girl to figure out why she had such uncontrollable emotions.

Allah's method really works, that is, you can't be too nice to women, so that they feel that what you do is right. Dry her properly, and when she discovers her heart, go back and coax, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Feng Qiao almost hummed a little song all the way, but because he had to pretend to be a little more restrained.

"Huang Yu, what are you doing? Fengwu is my woman, without my consent, I see who dares to beat her! Feng Qi Aofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking directly at the woman sitting on the Lord's seat.

This sentence doesn't sound like much in normal times, as in the past, Huang Yu would think, what does your woman have to do with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will fight if he likes to. But today, this sentence shook her heart.

The man in front of him is exactly the same as the man in his dream, but he is also different.

In dreams, he is gentle. And now, his eyes looked like they were going to eat themselves.

Huang Yu didn't dare to look at him, his eyes covered the panic in his heart, and he took a sip of the teacup.

Then he said slowly.

"Fengwu instructed the beasts to hurt people, and the spirit concubine's neck is the evidence. This palace just does things according to the rules and manages the affairs of the harem, what? Does the emperor have an opinion on the punishment of the palace? ”

I haven't seen her for a few days, but this little girl is a lot more articulate. She seems to have lost weight, and her originally fleshy goose egg face is a little pointy, so she needs to be sent some supplements.

Feng Qiao thought to himself.

"My woman, only I can punish her, if others dare to touch a finger of her, they will be killed!"

Feng Wu grabbed Feng Qiao's clothes, his heart pounding. In addition to the red on his cheeks just now, a hint of redness appeared.

"Humph!" , Feng Qiao glared at Huang Yu, hugged Fengwu and turned to leave.

Huang Yu is still so light and breezy, only she knows that her hands are cold without a trace of temperature.

Oh, that's the man.

This is the man who is going to give her the love of her life.

Her eyes seemed to be fogged, and she couldn't see the tea leaves in the teacup a little.

Ahh What the hell, what the hell was she thinking!

She's just a replacement, a replacement! She can't be emotional, and her "brother" also told her that she can't be emotional.

Huang Yu took a deep breath and forced back her tears.

Alaa Rou watched the emperor and the queen quarrel from the sidelines, looking at her nose and nose, looking at her heart, completely treating herself as a background.

Huang Yu put down the teacup, got up and stretched, waved his hand to the sisters in the background, and said with a smile: "You two should go back too, give Arou medicine, it's hot in the summer, and I'm infected." ”

"Yes"

Huang Yu looked at the back of the two of them leaving, and felt a little astringent.

If they didn't go back, she was afraid she would be angry with them.

This little emotion came inexplicably, and even she couldn't control it. Counting the days, it should be that relatives are coming soon. Huang Yu suddenly realized, found the source of his small emotions, and found a reason for irritability in his heart, and suddenly felt much better.

During the day, Huang Yu ate and slept in the Cold Ice Pavilion, slept and ate, and felt very bored at night, and there was no sleepiness, so he pulled Xiao Crisp and ran out of the pavilion with a small bamboo basket.

Summer is coming to an end, autumn is a harvest season, and there must be a lot of fruit in the palace that no one picks at this time, so go out and have some fun.

Like thieves, the two avoided the guards in the palace and chose a small path.

Although it doesn't matter if she takes the big road, but Huang Yu is out to play, she doesn't want to show the queen's waist card one by one, explain why she left the palace one by one, and take the lotus girl step in a proper manner, so much trouble, it is better to bypass those guards.

Xiao Crisp was a little scared to walk the path at first, Huang Yu took her hand to lead the way in front, and from time to time she picked one or two morning glories and put them on her head, and the fireflies lit up the stars, which gradually dispelled Xiao Crisp's space.

The two walked through the flower gallery, revealing a lake of water lilies.

The flowering time of water lilies is very peculiar. Every morning as the sun rises, the water lily slowly wakes up, gradually raises its head, greets the sun, slowly blooms, and at noon, it blooms with gorgeous flowers, and in the evening, as the twilight gradually falls, under the cover of a night, it closes its petals and falls asleep. Hence the name --- water lilies.

The water lilies that appeared in front of them were now closed. Most of the flowers and leaves of the water lily float on the water, or stretch out but close to the water, when the ripples move slightly, it is like a spotless beauty sleeping on the blue waves, looking serene and smiling.

Huang Yu shouted that Xiao Crispy took off his shoes and picked water lilies, but Xiao Crisp was a little scared and didn't dare to go into the water. Huang Yu sighed and took off his shoes and socks.

"Niangniang, this is not in accordance with the rules", Xiao Crisp whispered to Huang Yu.

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows I'm not in line with the rules?" , Huang Yu ignored Xiao Crisp's bitter words, and put the shoes and socks aside for Xiao Crisp to watch.

Her toes are slender, and the instep of her feet is as clear as jade, perhaps the pale silver circle of light at night, and even the cyan veins can be seen, and each toenail has a faint pink color, which is smooth and pleasing to the eye.

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