Ye Nanfeng was happy in his heart, and the old mother did not doubt him.

What's more, the old mother did not immediately order Zhen Liancheng to be killed, but instead spread Jia Dongfeng, proving that the thorn in the Zhen family was still between their mother and daughter.

Then Zhen Liancheng, a hot potato, has the hope of scalding Jia Dongfeng.

The sound of horses' hooves in the forbidden place is from far and near, which makes the Rende Palace particularly quiet.

Ye Nanfeng didn't dare to come out, and secretly glanced at the Holy Emperor, only to see that the Holy Emperor was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and his heart was weak again, and the beads of sweat on his forehead couldn't help dripping down drop by drop, and Yingting's face was a little more embarrassed.

"Come on," the Holy Emperor finally opened his eyes and glanced at his eldest son, "Give His Highness a slap." ”

Although the Saint Emperor's expression did not change, Ye Nanfeng was still happy in his heart, in the eyes of the Saint Emperor, there was still his son, and he still cared about his son. As soon as his mood relaxed, coupled with the cool breeze from the palace people, the sweat on his forehead slowly disappeared.

"Mother," Jia Dongfeng strode up the stairs and entered the gate of Rende Palace, his eyes stopped on Ye Nanfeng for a moment, and then he looked at the Holy Emperor, and said in a half-coquettish tone, "Huanqing only occasionally suffered a defeat, you have scolded me for a long time, and you are still angry!" ”

"It's not that Huanqing lost Qinzhou," the Holy Emperor shook his head with a smile, and looked at Jia Dongfeng without a moment's notice: "Your imperial brother has recovered the remnants of the Zhen family, what do you think should be done?" ”

The Holy Emperor's gaze was filled with cold and piercing inquiry, as if he wanted to penetrate the bottom of Jia Dongfeng's heart.

This is a proposition. At that time, Jia Dongfeng was happy with the son of the Zhen family, and after the Holy Emperor ordered the extermination of the nine clans of the Zhen family, Jia Dongfeng, who was still the princess of Donghua at that time, regardless of his identity, personally went to the Golden Light Hall to complain, and after being dragged out by the Holy Emperor, he still did not give up, and knelt in the snow outside the Rende Palace for a whole day and night in the cold winter of the ninth year, and the Holy Emperor was furious and ordered someone to lock her in the Chonghua Palace for three whole days, until the nine clans of the Zhen family were slaughtered before letting her out.

Now that Zhen Lianbi's only younger brother has appeared, if Jia Dongfeng is saved, he will touch the scale of the Holy Emperor; If she doesn't save her, she won't be Jia Dongfeng.

Jia Dongfeng lowered his head in fear, and immediately knelt down and said: "The Zhen family is such a big crime of rebellion, and the sons dare not discuss it alone. Mother...... Let's discuss it at the court! "How can you let yourself enjoy this proposition alone? When the Zhen clan was punished, how many loyal ministers of the previous dynasty admonished the Golden Light Palace.

The Holy Emperor's gaze softened, and the indestructible Princess Donghua finally became soft and sleek after becoming a hot imperial princess.

Jia Dongfeng lowered his head again, but the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, the group of dead old men who looked at themselves unpleasantly all day long should also toss them.

The Holy Emperor slowly closed his eyes again: "Okay, then tomorrow the court will discuss it." ”

Ye Nanfeng gasped, this Jia Dongfeng is changing his way to dig out the old ministers who supported the former emperor, these old ministers are also the people who support their inheritance of the Holy Emperor's unification, and now they are afraid that they will lift a stone and hit themselves in the foot.

Jia Dongfeng glanced at Ye Nanfeng coldly with the afterglow of his eyes, and then looked at the Holy Emperor again: "Mother, the minister there has retired first." ”

Out of the imperial city, it was already the setting sun, projecting a long shadow within the high palace walls, as if it was a monster that wanted to eat people. Jia Dongfeng let out a long breath, then rode his horse and whipped up, and rushed straight into the Protector General's Mansion.

"Joy, joy!" Without hesitation, Jia Dongfeng came directly to the door of Fu Huanqing's boudoir, and while calling Fu Huanqing's boudoir name, he stretched out his hand to push open the door and walked in.

The room was full of fog, Fu Huanqing soaked in the bath bucket, half naked with his back to the door, listening to Jia Dongfeng's footsteps and voice, a fierce man plunged into the bath bucket, holding the sound of the urn and said: "Why did you come so fast!" ”

In front of Fu Huanqing, Jia Dongfeng's expression and behavior relaxed, only to see her pull her lips and smile, close the door casually, and remove the bow and arrow on her shoulder: "You are really particular about taking a bath in the daytime." Hurry up and let your family Yingzi fetch another bucket of water, and I will also bathe. "She has a serious cleanliness habit, and she has to take a shower when she sweats, and she was called back after the school martial arts practice, and she was really uncomfortable.

Fu Huanqing poked his head out of the bucket, and said with a bitter face: "My good highness, can you not be so invisible, you and I are both Yunying's unmarried big girls, can you be a little reserved?" "She looks very delicate, although she has been fighting all year round, but her skin is fair, clean as if she has been washed by the moonlight, her eyebrows are soothing, the corners of her lips are slightly curved, she does not apply powder, but her voice is different from the crisp and gentle of girls of the same age, but it is low and dull, and she has a unique style.

Jia Dongfeng had already raised his hand to tear off the thin armor on his body, and the gauze skirt on his body had already been soaked with sweat, outlining her graceful figure...... It's really hard to take your eyes off it.

Fu Huanqing, who was soaking in the bathtub, covered his eyes with both hands, looked at Jia Dongfeng from between his fingers, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Reserved?" Jia Dongfeng lifted his long sweat-soaked hair, turned his head and smiled: "When I asked you not to wear men's clothes every day, why weren't you so reserved, why weren't you so reserved when you asked me for a male pet, and now what's wrong with the two of us taking a shower with two buckets of water in a room?" Everybody is a woman......"

Fu Huanqing climbed the edge of the bath bucket with both hands, sighed innocently and said, "I don't mind, it's just that there is another person in my bucket......"

As soon as the words fell, the smile on Jia Dongfeng's face fell, and he picked up the thin armor on the ground without hesitation, and simply rushed out: "Let your family Yingzi bring a bucket of water to the next door, and I will wash it next door!" Then he added, "Take care of your face, don't let them run around!" ”

"Hey, what do you call my noodle, that's what you left over for me, okay?" Fu Huanqing's joking voice was blocked by Jia Dongfeng's sound of closing the door.

Jia Dongfeng hurriedly rushed into the room next to Fu Huanqing, and secretly slandered in his heart: This Fu Huanqing is really as brave in bed as he is on the battlefield. Those who come back from defeat do not know how to restrain a little. Fortunately, if it was herself, if she was known by others, she would have to join her in front of the Holy Emperor.

Yingzi quickly prepared bath water for Jia Dongfeng, thoughtfully sprinkled a layer of Jia Dongfeng's favorite Manzhu Sahua, and served an ice tray, and the room was suddenly covered with a layer of coolness.

Jia Dongfeng casually put the thin armor on an empty flower table, took off only his belly pocket with three times and five divided by two, plucked the golden step on his head with one hand, and his long hair like ink fell down, and with a single step of his long legs, he soaked in the bath bucket and let out a comfortable sigh.

"Your Highness, is this here to ask the master about the sin? Am I running too fast and losing too fake? Fu Huanqing finished bathing, washed off the dust on the battlefield, changed into a black-colored poplin forging robe, tiptoed to the door of the side room next door, listened carefully with his right ear against the door of the room, confirmed that there was no sound of water, and then pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

What caught my eye was Jia Dongfeng's sleeping face with his eyes closed, his long ink-like hair floating in the somewhat cool bath water, and the thrilling red Manzhu Sawa floating on the water, which made her snowy skin and moonlight look more and more beautiful.