He thought that Yan Xuanfeng must have already blurred the beauty of men and women, the kind of man with an evil smile, so Yan Xuanfeng couldn't be described in words. He was very pleased, smiled softly, and pointed to Emperor Yan next to him.

Yan Difeng is only two years younger than Yan Xuanfeng, he is dressed very luxuriously, today, Yan Difeng's body is wearing a bright yellow wide-sleeved wide shirt made of silk brocade, the clothes are embroidered with teeth and claws of the dragon pattern, those delicate and wonderful Lingyun patterns seem to lift the golden dragon to the sky.

Outside his clothes, he also wore a vermilion gauze robe, which also had a lot of its low patterns, those beautiful and delicate patterns were woven with dark gold silk threads, and he also had a crown on his head, but after all, this crown was completely different from Yan Xuanfeng because of his status and shape.

The beautiful beads are simply as bright as the glow, and the royal nobility stands out. Although he was only eight years old when he was only eight years old to convince people with virtue, he already knew that his father's every word had exhausted all his strength, and he was really useless.

He listened to these words very seriously, because he was only eight years old, and in many cases, he couldn't even figure out the height.

Those cold and arrogant eyes, as if they had no focus at the moment, said to fall on the face of the first emperor, but it didn't seem to be so. There wasn't much emotion in his eyes, and the first emperor felt indifferent to him and Yan Xuanfeng from many things.

He has never been like a father in an ordinary family, there is absolutely no such thing as family happiness and play, there is absolutely nothing, he looks at his father, and even, he can't see any family affection from his father's face, just a vague strangeness.

In front of the sickbed, Emperor Yan had good intentions more than once, is this person oh not his father? Seeing that his father was dying and dying, there was not the slightest shock in his dark eyes, but they were filled with an endless calm.

Born in the family of the emperor, although he is rich and rich, he can call the wind and rain for whatever he wants, but after all, it is already like this, what else can he do?

The first emperor stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yan Difeng's black hair, and then tears scattered out, he was afraid, afraid that after his death for many years, Yan Difeng would support the army and respect himself, now, Yan Difeng is just an eight-year-old child, naturally he doesn't have that kind of heart, but what about the future?

In order to never suffer in the future, he still needs it, he gently held the hair scattered around his ears and stroked it gently, but the baton was like this, and Yan Difeng still felt very bored.

Seriously, he doesn't like this imperial father, I don't know why, he just doesn't have a good feeling. He hoped that the withered, sick hand would leave his hair sooner, as if the bad luck and germs could be transmitted to his heart through that hand.

He shuddered suddenly, seeing this, Yan Xuanfeng next to him gently stretched out his hand, his palm covered the back of his hand, it was so warm, he opened his mouth and muttered two words, those two words were faint, like a flowing cloud.

At that time, he naturally didn't quickly understand what those two words were, but later, he understood that it was "don't make trouble." In this way, with my brother's reminder, Emperor Yan can only kneel here in a proper manner.

The gentle palm moved slightly, and he turned his head and looked at his brother in embarrassment, as if he wanted to ask for help, but Yan Xuanfeng, I really hope that Emperor Yan can understand that his father is already in danger, and now, if he wants to remember the two of them through his fingers instead of his eyes, this is the most understandable thing.

Why didn't you allow your father to touch it gently? He tilted his head, and there was a cold, almost blue glow in his gaze. This cold light, not only Yan Xuanfeng saw it, but even Gonggong Feng next to him saw it, and Gonggong Feng's heart chuckled.

At the same time, the father made a perverted bold move, the dry hand gently stroked his throat, gently, gently, clearly reminding Gonggong Feng next to him to strangle this prince.

At first, Gonggong Feng thought that he was wrong, but at this moment, the emperor's gaze was already a lot colder, and that cold gaze had been conveyed for many years, and they had communicated with each other through their eyes for many years, although Gonggong Feng was surprised.

But after all, I still understand, this is the meaning of how to allow others to snore on the side of the couch, since Yan Xuanfeng protects this younger brother everywhere and is reluctant to do it everywhere, so why not let him, a big yin man, do this kind of dirty thing?

Later facts proved that when the cold hand of the first emperor had just touched that handsome face, Emperor Yan already had a nasty feeling in his heart.

He hopes that his father will leave the world as soon as possible, if only his brother became the emperor, his brother is a noble and elegant man.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" At this moment, he coughed with a huge thunder, what is the father going to do? Why did his hand suddenly close at the position of his veins, no, no, the young Emperor Yan was also secretly amazed, his father didn't want to ......

No, no, can't think about it. Now, he can't die, he wants to struggle hard, but his father seems to have exhausted the last breath of his life to compete with himself, his neck is already controlled by others, and the sound of his cough is so agitated.

"Brother...... Brother...... Brother. He called for help, clearly feeling that the shadow of death had hung over his head, and he clearly felt that there was a cold breath of death around him. It's unbelievable that my father would ...... There will be a heart to kill yourself!

"Father!" Yan Xuanfeng felt that the situation was wrong, and immediately broke his father's hand away, if it was just a reminder from Feng Gonggong just now, then this bold move was to remind Feng Gonggong that he must implement his meaning.

This is not a sudden convulsion, a sudden convulsion, and the palms are being tightened, but it implies that he understands in front of him that he must cut it to the roots, Feng Gonggong understood, nodded, and saw Feng Gonggong nodding, he immediately laughed, and the laughter was so calm.

Both of them laughed, and Gonggong Feng understood what the first emperor meant.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem." He coughed very badly, seeing this, Yan Xuanfeng helped Gonggong Feng, straightened the body of the first emperor, and put it on the cloud couch, the first emperor was out of breath, obviously his body did not even move, but it seemed to have come from a long journey from a place with thousands of mountains and rivers.

Such a violent cough, seeing this, Gonggong Feng approached the ears of the first emperor and confirmed the deeper meaning of the eyes just now, only to see the first emperor nodded, in this way, Gonggong Feng looked back and said softly: "Shizi, take the prince out temporarily, the emperor is not in good health." ”

"Yes." Yan Xuanfeng nodded and took Emperor Yan to seal it.

The two of them left here, and the outside was full of red and willow green, and they came out of the Baohe Palace, as if they had entered a brand new place for me, and the eight-year-old Yan Difeng stood outside, but his eyes had a very complicated emotion, I don't know what to complain about, or ......

"Ahem, ahem." Yan Difeng coughed.

"It's okay, my father just had a cramp in his hand, don't be afraid." As he spoke, he gently put his palm on his brother's shoulder, and the younger brother nodded, without saying a word, and the two continued to walk forward, and they were about to part ways in front.