Yan Yu walked up the steps a little stiffly, Feng Junqian's gentle gaze followed her until she sat down, and then said softly: "The ministers have been waiting for a long time, Your Majesty must have been too tired last night." ”

Yan Yu coughed lightly: "I'm really tired, so I got up late today, Zhong Aiqing ······."

The corners of Feng Junqian's lips hooked slightly: "Your Majesty is tired and injured before getting up late, and the ministers can't share their worries, so you should wait for a while, and please let Your Majesty be relieved." ”

As soon as Feng Junqian's words came out, the ministers who were standing with sore backs and legs naturally didn't even dare to let go of a fart, and they were busy responding: "Yes, yes, Your Majesty's golden body, the ministers will wait for a while, that is also the way it should be!" ”

Yan Yu stared at Feng Junqian, who seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, with a look of horror, this man, since yesterday's "confession", is simply abnormal to her.

But this sudden change really made Yan Yu feel "flattered" and couldn't sit still······

She didn't listen to what the morning dynasty said today, because as long as she turned her head to look at someone next to her, someone would look at her with a smile on their faces: "What does Your Majesty think?" ”

I see you big-headed ghost!

Yan Yu shook the goosebumps on his body, and felt that he couldn't sit down anymore.

It was easy to survive the early dynasty, Yan Yu walked out of the Zhaoyang Palace, and he wanted to run.

Who knew that he didn't run two steps and was blocked by a huge mountain-like body, Yan Yu almost crashed, but fortunately braked in time.

"Anything else? I'm still in a hurry to go to the Imperial School. Yan Yu pretended to be calm.

Feng Junqian bowed his head slightly: "Are you hungry?" ”

"Huh?" Yan Yu was stunned and touched his stomach, he was really hungry, and he hurried to the morning court in the morning, where did he have the time to eat.

Feng Junqian directly took her hand and pulled her towards the side hall of Zhaoyang Palace.

Yan Yu reacted, and his eyes were about to pop out: "Hey, hey, hey!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"You, you, you, you, why are you doing it with your hands and feet!" Yan Yu tried hard to shake off his hand, and the two men walked on the road hand in hand, how do you feel weird no matter how you look at this style of painting!

But Feng Junqian's big hand held her firmly, without the slightest intention of letting go, but tightened it, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he lowered his voice, with a little charm: "What?" Shy? ”

Yan Yu's brain exploded, and he felt as if the whole person was not good······

"I'm a shy fart!" Yan Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Feng Junqian, you took the wrong medicine!" ”

She really would rather this guy squeeze her and abuse her than suddenly become perverted.

Feng Junqian took her hand and took her into his arms, Yan Yu staggered in front of him, it was easy to stand firm, but he was already lying on his chest, Feng Junqian lowered his head, his thin lips gently leaned against her ear, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he would touch it slightly: "What I said yesterday, have you forgotten?" I thought you thought you should have figured it out after thinking about it all night. ”

Yan Yu was numb from such an ambiguous posture, and wanted to push it away, but he couldn't push it at all! For a while, his heart was beating like thunder, and his face was red: "I, what do I understand?" ”

Feng Junqian then said softly: "Yan Yu, don't play stupid with me, I know you understand." ”

Yan Yu: "·······"

"As for what I said yesterday, it is also the quid pro quo you promised before, and now you are not qualified to refuse." Feng Junqian looked at her with a smile in her eyes, but she also hid an irresistible domineering.