Zhao Yufeng's hand brushed her lips lightly, like a feather.

Her lips are not very full, the two lips are thin, if you look at her for the first time, you may think that her temperament is very cold, but now Fei Ranchu in front of Zhao Yufeng is not like that.

It's just heart-wrenching.

Seeing that the woman who had to disguise herself as a sharp edge in the past was lying in front of him and falling asleep with a tired face at the moment, he couldn't bear to wake up.

Suddenly, Fira Chu opened her eyes.

The hazy sleepiness quickly dissipated from her eyes, and became as clever as usual, but now she was less disguised and more childish when she was outside.

And Zhao Yufeng, who witnessed this change, his heart was even softer like a pool of spring water.

"Awake? Did I wake you up?"

Fei Ranchu closed her eyes, yawned, nodded, and looked at him and smiled.

"Do you know, if it were someone else, I would have been scolded by me a long time ago."

It's the truth.

However, this truth made Zhao Yufeng laugh.

He reached out and touched her head, and said dotingly, "Yes, my Rana is the most powerful, and I have worked hard today."

"My ......"

"Ranran......"

Zhao Yufeng's words swirled in Fei Ranchu's mind, constantly eroding her reason.

After being strong for so long, what can comfort her is not the hard work, but the sentence.

"My Ranran." Fei Ran Chu repeated Zhao Yufeng's words in a low voice.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhao Yufeng was a little unsure, so he thought that something was wrong with what he said.

Fei Ran Chu got up from the bed, looked at Zhao Yufeng's eyes, and said seriously: "In the future, when there are only the two of us, can Your Majesty call me Ranran?"

Her words made Zhao Yufeng stunned for a moment.

Then, he bent down, approached her face, and blew softly, causing Fei Ranchu to unconsciously lose her eyes.

I only heard him laugh lightly at this time, and the low laughter was as charming as the water from the clear spring in the mountains at the end of winter and early spring.

"Then, Ranran, can you call me the wind?"

This sentence sounded above Fei Ranchu's head.

Suddenly, she looked up at him blankly, but crashed into his eyes.

It's as vast as a sea of hidden stars, but it seems to be short enough to hold the reflection of her alone.

"Huh? Why didn't you answer?"

Hearing this, Fei Ranchu lowered his head.

"I know it's very embarrassing to talk about this at this time, but if it really happens one day, the two of us will get into trouble to the point where we will never see each other again......"

"Then we will never see each other again." Zhao Yufeng interrupted Fei Ranchu's words.

Fei Ranchu was stunned, she slowly raised her head, Zhao Yufeng still had a smile on her face, but she was a little more serious than just now.

She knew that what Zhao Yufeng wanted to express was not that the two of them would really fight each other one day, but that she wanted Fei Ran to let go of her worries and give her heart to him recklessly.

But......

Ay.

Isn't it enough to prove your heart that you're all entangled like this?

If you really like it to that point, you might as well love it with a big grin.

After figuring it out, Fei Ranchu took her tenderness and crashed into Zhao Yufeng's arms.

"Resist the wind."

I heard her scream softly.

Zhao Yufeng immediately fell.

Since he became emperor, no one has ever called him that.

No, it's better to say that since the death of his biological mother, no one has called him that.

He kept his heart for more than ten years, and through his name, it was passed on to Fei Ranchu.

After hugging for a while, Fei Ran Chu found that Zhao Yufeng's right hand seemed to have never been put down, so he raised his eyes and saw that his big hand was holding a small white porcelain bowl, and the huge contrast made his whole person look much cuter.

"Poof!" She couldn't help but laugh.

And Zhao Yufeng gave her a blank look.

"So, you still know that I have what you want to eat?"

Hearing this, Fei Ran withdrew from his arms at the beginning, put on his shoes and walked to the table and sat down, waiting for Zhao Yufeng honestly.

Zhao Yufeng didn't give the porridge to Fei Ranchu, but just opened the door and handed it to Xicui.

"Go warm it up and serve two more side dishes."

Xicui saw her mother sitting there from behind Zhao Yufeng, not angry at all, so she left with the bowl with confidence, and couldn't help but think in her heart.

Sure enough, only His Majesty can make the mother obedient!

After eating a simple dinner, Fei Ran felt warm in her stomach at first, and the drowsiness that she didn't know how to run just now swept over again.

When she lay on the bed and couldn't even open her eyes, she vaguely saw Zhao Yufeng move a stool and sit down next to her bed.

At that moment, Fei Ranchu couldn't help but secretly despise himself in his heart.

Fei Ran Chu, Fei Ran Chu, you are really not a thing, you make everyone dare not go to bed.

So, with the last of her strength, she leaned inside and lifted the corners of her quilt.

In the last moments before falling asleep, she seemed to feel the mattress beside her collapse.

Immediately after, he fell into a warm embrace.

……

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already three poles in the sun.

Fei Ran Chu subconsciously bounced up from the bed, but was blocked by a strong arm halfway through.

When I turned my head, it was Zhao Yufeng.

This was the first time Fira had seen him in the real sense of the word.

It turned out that when he first woke up, his hair would be as messy as himself.

It turned out that his eyes were also very foggy when he first woke up.

It turns out that when he first wakes up, he yawns......

What the hell are you thinking!!

After a brief period of distraction, Fei Ranchu still stubbornly wanted to get up, but was blocked by his arm.

After trying a few times, she couldn't help glaring at Zhao Yufeng.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Yufeng asked with a smile instead of being angry.

"If you want to get up, the concubines still have to say goodbye! Your Majesty...... Won't you go to court against the wind?"

Listening to Fei Ranchu's little milk voice calling her name when she first got up, the smile on Zhao Yufeng's face became even worse.

He reached out and grabbed Phirachu's head, making her unable to move.

Fira Chu also resisted with all his might.

"Hmm...... Let it go!"

And Zhao Yufeng smiled and slowly let go of her, and in the end, he harvested a blast head.

Fei Ranchu glared at him, as if she was coquettish, but also seemed to be really a little blamed.

"Do you know why I didn't leave today?"