Is she doing well on her own? Will you be hungry, will you be cold?

Tang Ningnan opened her eyes in pain, and the sudden light made her a little uncomfortable, and she vaguely saw something floating in the air.

It's a pale yellow kite.

Will anyone in the palace fly kites too? If Misphy were still alive, would she take her to fly a kite after she could walk?

Tang Ningnan remembered that Feng Feihan had said that he would make a kite for Mifei with his own hands, and there was a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

But gradually a curiosity occupied her heart, why would someone fly a kite in the palace? A princess has just died in the palace, even if Feng Feihan doesn't care about it, there shouldn't be anyone in the palace who is so bold.

So it was released by Feng Fei Han? With that woman, right?

No longer being curious or full of anger, Tang Ningnan walked out of the palace gate and looked in the direction of the kite.

What I saw was Feng Jihan, dressed in plain clothes, standing by the lake, holding a kite string in his hand.

Seeing Tang Ningnan walking towards him from a distance, Feng Jihan handed the kite in his hand to Wei Zhen next to him and walked towards her.

"Early in the morning, I asked Wei Zhen to inquire at the gate of Niangniang's Palace, and knew that Niangniang got up and sat in the small attic, so I flew a kite by the lake to try my luck, but I didn't expect Niangniang to really come out." Feng Jihan said with a smile in a relaxed tone, the white and neat teeth are very good-looking, and the smile and words have the same charm as Feng Feihan, which makes Tang Ningnan a little swaying.

"I haven't had time to thank the prince for saving his life again, listen to the meaning of the prince's words, the prince deliberately led the palace out?"

"Yes, Xiao Wang has something to say to Niangniang?" Feng Jihan raised his head and looked at the kite that was still flying in the sky, and didn't say a word about him holding her to Rong Yuxuan yesterday.

"The prince has something to say to the palace?" Tang Ningnan's words were full of surprise.

Feng Jihan didn't answer, and directly told her a story.

"When the emperor was in power, there was a lady who was very favored, Chengen soon had two pregnancies, the emperor was very happy to favor this lady more, but the emperor's favor also attracted the jealousy of other palace mothers, the second time she was pregnant, in all calculations, this lady successfully gave birth to the child in the womb, is a prince.

He lived a safe life until he was six years old, but one day after the emperor praised him and he disappeared, and after three days and three nights, the palace people found him in a room next to the Xinzhi Kugong barrel, and he was covered in dung, which was the work of the mother of another prince.

After being rescued, the prince's spirit became abnormal, and it took a long time of treatment to slowly recover, but he still has a habit of cleanliness until now. Feng Jihan said slowly, and after speaking, he turned to look at Tang Ningnan.

Even now, he still has a habit of cleanliness, so he is talking about Feng Feihan? Tang Ningnan was slightly shaken, it turned out that he had experienced this kind of shadow alone before, and a trace of distress arose in her heart, which made her have the urge to ask Feng Ji Han Feng Fei Han's current situation, but why did Feng Ji Han say this to herself?

Could it be that he, like Cry Lu, was also Feng Feihan who found a partner to deceive him? So, the opening became: "This palace doesn't know any prince who has been splashed with feces and has become clean, and this palace is not interested in the things of the former emperor's reign, if the prince wants to tell a story, please find someone else." After saying that, he turned around and left.

was stopped by Feng Jihan again: "Niangniang, you know that Xiao Wang is talking about the emperor, isn't your expression just now a little distressed?" After the emperor was rescued, only the emperor's sister, Princess Chengle, could approach, and the others would scream madly when the emperor got close.

The woman that Niangniang saw that day was not the emperor's new love, she was the only daughter of the emperor's sister Chengle Eldest Princess, who had been raised outside the palace. ”

Tang Ningnan was a little embarrassed to be exposed to what she was thinking, but what she minded most in her heart was that after Mi Fei's death, Feng Feihan had no sad attitude, and said loudly to Feng Jihan: "This palace knows, you go and tell the emperor that you don't need to find so many people to explain, the emperor is the son of heaven, he has the world in his heart, everything he does is right, this palace has no right to interfere, and it will not interfere."

After speaking, he pushed Feng Ji Han's hand away and left directly.

"Niangniang still thinks that the royal brother is not a little sad about Princess Mifei's death? Aunt Weeping Lu wasn't found by the royal brother, and neither am I! I just can't bear to be sad for the emperor, and at the same time he is sad for Princess Mifei, he has to be misunderstood by you! ”

At this time, Wei Zhen collected the kite flying in the air and handed it to Feng Ji Han.

"This is made by the royal brother for Princess Mifei, the royal brother started to do it before the princess died, and there are building blocks made by the royal brother for the princess in the study of Zhaohui Palace, and there is an unfinished flute."

Feng Feihan walked over and stuffed the kite in his hand into Tang Ningnan's arms.

"The emperor is the monarch, and his joys and sorrows cannot be superficial, but the royal brother has broken the rules again and again for the princess, isn't this heartache? These days the emperor is already very haggard, the princess came back to the emperor to get a little better, but you misunderstood, last night the emperor guarded the mother of you all night, and now the emperor is sick, should be replaced by the mother to guard the emperor. ”

Tang Ningnan stood there in a daze, her broken heart seemed to be fighting back little by little, even the cracks disappeared, and Feng Feihan's face appeared on it, smiling at her gently.

"Thank you, Lord Wang, I'm going to Chaohui Palace, I'll go first." Tang Ningnan pinched the kite and was about to run towards the Chaohui Palace.

"It seems that there is no need, someone is sick and wants to come out to you." Feng Ji Han's voice sounded behind him again.

Feng Feihan walked quickly towards Tang Ningnan from a distance, and Feng Jihan left with Wei Zhen's interest.

"Your Majesty......" Before Tang Ningnan could say anything, he was tightly hugged by Feng Feihan into his arms.

"I went to Rong Yuxuan to see you, and I heard Bizhu say that you are gone again, and I thought you were going to do something to hurt yourself."

Feng Feihan's familiar voice sounded in his ears, and the breath that belonged to him lingered around his body.

This was the first time in the past month that Tang Ningnan felt at ease, and her hands were raised sluggishly, clasping her back tightly.

"The concubine will not be, and it will not be in the future." With a crying tone, tears welled up from the eyes, this time it was a tear of guilt, a tear of relief.

"Ahem, ahem."

"Your Majesty, are you okay, it's all the concubines, it's all the concubines who are not good, and the concubines help you go back to rest!"

For more than 20 days, this is the first time Tang Ningnan has looked at Feng Feihan, the whole person is not as energetic as before, he has lost a lot of weight, with black green under his eyes, he sobbed and said to himself that the emperor often wakes up in the middle of the night, and now he is coughing badly, Tang Ningnan is full of guilt, with tears on his face, and he is going to Zhaohui Palace.

"I'm not that weak!" Feng Feihan pushed Tang Ningnan's hand away.

Tang Ningnan was shocked, was he really angry?

While thinking about it, he was picked up by Feng Feihan, "Isn't your own illness still healing?" What is strong in front of me? ”

"What's wrong? Afraid that I won't be able to hold you now and throw you down? Seeing Tang Ningnan stunned, Feng Feihan asked again.

"Nope." Tang Ningnan shook his head, and then pressed his head tightly on Feng Feihan's chest.

Bizhu saw that it was Feng Feihan who came back with Tang Ningnan in her arms, she was surprised and happy, and hurriedly opened the door for Feng Feihan and opened the curtain.

Feng Feihan didn't get up when he gently put Tang Ningnan on the bed, but pressed it down.

The hot and humid touch covered Tang Ningnan's lips, and the tip of Feng Feihan's soft tongue slid into her mouth, tossing and grinding delicately. The big hand slid over the butterfly bone inch by inch, and while pulling away the coat, the palm of his hand tightened, making Tang Ningnan stick to him tighter.

Tang Ningnan instinctively put his fist against his chest, and protested inarticulately: "Don't, Your Majesty, you are still sick."

"Ahem, ahem." Feng Fei Han got up violently, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed.

Tang Ningnan on the bed was obviously panicked, and hurriedly sat up and patted his back gently.

"Know I'm sick, ahem, and hammered in the chest? Ahem...... "Feng Feihan's cough is getting worse and worse.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the concubine called you the Imperial Doctor, Bi ......" Before Bi Zhu's name could be spoken, Tang Ningnan was overwhelmed by Feng Feihan again.

"Stupid, I lied to you, I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, but I don't have to be watched by the doctor at any time." Tang Ningnan was held by him like this, clinging to her chest, and his stupid voice was full of spoiling.

Looking at him with gentleness and thinking of how he had treated him in the past few days, Tang Ningnan couldn't help but sink.

"Why are you crying? Did I hurt you" Now it was his turn to panic, and hurriedly let go of Tang Ningnan's wrist.

Tang Ningnan instead stretched out his hand and hugged him deeply into his arms, "I'm sorry for the emperor, it's all bad for concubines, you're already very tired and you're making trouble with you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Tang Ningnan said sorry over and over again, but she couldn't hold back the guilt that flooded in her heart, so the churning guilt and lust rushed into her mind and merged into one sentence: "Donglang, let's have another child, okay."

She called him Fuyuro!

Feng Feihan only felt that something was roaring in his mind, he didn't want her to feel guilty, so he could only block her lips with his lips, kiss her deeper and harder, and move his fingertips downstream, touching Tang Ningnan's most sensitive forbidden place.

Tang Ningnan's breath was suffocated, his body softened out of control, and he wanted to resist the action of returning the welcome, but he was defeated and retreated, and fell into Feng Feihan's rhythm.

"Call me."

"Feng Fei Han."

"Not that name."

"Donglang?"

"Not enough!"

"Donglang, Donglang."

"It's not close!"

"Fuyuro, Fuyuro, Fuyuro......"

Between the words, under the traction of Feng Feihan, the two of them all took off their clothes.

In the sinking of the night, Tang Ningnan felt that thousands of emotions surged into his heart, as if he had traveled to a place covered with dark clouds, and suddenly became clear, and the clouds opened and rained.

From doubts to misunderstandings to doubts, unprecedented pleasure rushed into the sky, and this night, again and again, deeper than ever before, was hearty.

Until the next morning, the two sick people could not get out of bed.