Yan Yu had a wicked smile on his face, which made Feng Huali feel a little chill down his spine, but the emperor's order could not be violated, so he had to move to Yan Yu step by step, and pretended to ask calmly: "What else does the emperor command?" ”

"What's your complaint about me?" Yan Yu stretched out his hand and knocked on the porcelain bowl, and the crisp sound echoed in Fenghuali's ears, the sound was quite cold, just like the breath that Yan Yu exuded, and it was straight to the person's neck.

Feng Huali suppressed his flustered heart, glanced at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression, and thought to himself that he was a dignified emperor, so it was impossible for him to know anything about these meals. So Feng Huali had a little confidence, and she responded with a smile: "The emperor really likes to laugh, the emperor is a generation of Ming monarchs, and the ministers naturally dare not have any complaints." ”

Yan Yu raised her eyebrows, since she sarcastically mocked herself like this last time, it was now a little difficult to tell whether she was taking the opportunity to mock herself, or if she was really saying good things: "Why did I hear that this Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat is a weapon to clear the heart and extinguish fire, I just have a broken fingernail, but I don't see the atmosphere of fire." ”

I really know something about these things, it seems that this emperor is a little too idle on weekdays. Feng Huali secretly slandered himself: As you said, it's just a broken fingernail, what is there to make up, and it's not a big deal like a broken hand.

But since you have to dig deeper, let you see. Feng Huali helped him mix it with a soup spoon, and said: "The emperor's body is very expensive, maybe you don't know, but the minister also knows a little about medical skills, this broken nail is not a good thing, this may be a precursor to a serious illness, you have to nourish it well." ”

"Yes," Yan Yu glanced at Feng Huali, thinking that this woman was really as articulate as ever, and he couldn't find any suitable reason to refute her.

So Yan Yu obediently took the stewed lean meat in Yangchun Shuangxue, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and the fresh soup flowed into his mouth. After only half a second of savoring, he shouted, opened his mouth and spat out all the things he had just eaten.

Not only that, Yan Yu also immediately grabbed the teacup and drank the tea to rinse his mouth, as if he had eaten something unbearable.

The so-called Shi can be killed and not humiliated, and the medicinal diet that she carefully made actually got such feedback, Feng Huali was naturally very unhappy, and she had a trace of anger in her mouth: "What does the emperor mean by this, is it because he has no appetite?" ”

Feng Huali gave him such a step, but Yan Yu didn't want to give her face at all, and disgust was written all over his face: "This is the most unpalatable thing I have ever eaten in my life." ”

"Your Majesty, isn't this to your taste?" Feng Huali secretly gritted his teeth, thinking that this was deliberately done by Yan Yu for himself. But Yan Yu pushed the Yangchun Shuangxue stewed lean meat in front of her, glanced at the porcelain bowl with disdain, and motioned for Feng Hua to take a bite away from her.

Feng Huali raised it without hesitation and took a sip, as a way to prove that the medicinal food he made would at least taste no worse. Who knew that after taking a sip, Feng Huali almost vomited out the three-day lunch.

The stew was so sweet that it looked like it had knocked over a sugar jar. Feng Huali couldn't remember for a while, and he couldn't remember when this sugar was poured in. Just as Feng Huali was full of sadness, Yan Yu's voice of gritting teeth came from above: "You are so bold." ”

Feng Huali was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and found that the table was full of stewed broth that he had spit out. On top of any books, on the pen and inkstone, and even on Yan Yu's slender fingers, there is no place that is not stained.

"This ...... I didn't think I spit it out, right? Feng Hua was dumbfounded for a moment, then took a deep breath and said.

Yan Yu looked at the unknown liquid splashed on his fingers with disgust, and Feng Huali's one hundred and one ways to die suddenly appeared in his heart: "Didn't you vomit, or did I vomit?" ”

Feng Huali didn't know what kind of bear-hearted leopard gall he had eaten, so he really retorted stiffly: "Unsubstantiated, how can the emperor say that I did it, didn't the emperor vomit himself, although he is the emperor, he has to pay attention to the truth in doing things, right?" ”

"Evidence?" Yan Yu shook his head slowly, if anyone in the world dared to speak to himself like this, I am afraid that Feng Huali would be the first person. However, when it came to the evidence, Yan Yu couldn't help but think of Feng Hua's unjust imprisonment at that time.

So Yan Yu didn't plan to pursue it, but said, "Come here, wipe all my body clean." ”

Feng Huali was stunned for a moment, glanced at the four directions, and there was no towel and handkerchief, so he asked, "What do you use to wipe it?" ”

Yan Yu glanced at her impatiently, getting the dirty things in his hand, and there were so many things to say: "You can wipe it as much as you want, and your clothes can be fine." ”

Your own clothes? Feng Huali glanced at the sleeves, these are newly bought clothes, they are all very clean, if they are so dirty, wouldn't it be too wasteful. Besides, she is a female official of medicinal food, and she is not his personal slave, why do you do such a thing.

Feng Huali straightened his waist and said confidently: "The emperor can order your slaves and maids to do it, but the things that the maid and the personal slave are responsible for are very different. ”

"If you want to wipe it, you will wipe it." Yan Yu glanced at her, and sure enough, as rumors from the outside world said, this Feng Huali really had some meaning of toasting and not eating and drinking. It's just that Yan Yu can't arouse her anger, and even adds a bit of fun to her.

You must know that in the face of those people who are the same and have no new ideas every day, Yan Yu will also feel very boring.

"Yes." Feng Huali respectfully agreed, but he was sullen in his heart. She groped up and down, and finally found a handkerchief the size of a small square in her bosom. The handkerchief was embroidered with Feng Huali's favorite pattern, and I thought that I would use it in the future, but now it seems that I can only say goodbye to it early.

Faint, faint. Feng Hua became more and more dissatisfied, but he could only slowly step forward and use the beloved handkerchief to wipe the dirt off Yan Yu's hands. finally finished wiping it, but Yan Yu said again: "There is also a table." ”

Feng Huali turned his head, the large piece of dirt on the table was really miserable, if he wiped it like this, he would definitely get his hands all over it. Feng Huali glared at him angrily, and with a clear order, so many people came to clean up for him, and he had to embarrass himself, which was really unreasonable.

Feng Huali couldn't swallow this breath no matter how he thought about it, even if it was the emperor, he had to be reasonable. So Feng Huali resolutely raised her head, raised her feet and walked out, she went to tell the father-in-law outside now, and asked him to send someone to clean up.

I walked away every two steps, but my foot suddenly hit the table leg. Feng Huali let out a low cry of pain, who knew that her hands grabbed in the air, but she didn't catch anything to support her, so she leaned back and fell straight on Yan Yu's body.

Suddenly, a fresh and exclusive smell came to him, for some reason, Feng Huali felt that the smell on his body was exceptionally good, and he even wondered if this man was using any kind of perfume.

Feng Huali's hand just hit Yan Yu's abdomen, and the touch under his fingers was not only soft clothing, but also the slightly hard muscle lines hidden under the clothing. Feng Huali lost his mind all of a sudden, completely forgetting his current situation, and unconsciously reached out and gently kneaded his abdomen.

While stroking, Feng Huali bit her lip and held back a smile, but she didn't expect this emperor to be as cold as an iceberg, but his figure was not bad at all......

Yan Yu looked at the woman who was lying on top of him and smirked, and kept putting his hands up and down on him, and took a deep breath hard, but the person in his arms didn't react at all, and even stretched out his two hands even harder.

"Have you touched enough?" Yan Yu felt that her face and body were a little hot, and she couldn't bear her behavior, so she stopped it.

Feng Hua came back to his senses, only to find that his hand was on the emperor's body, and when he raised his head, he touched the emperor's fierce look. Feng Huali was very sure that if he didn't get up again, he would probably be slaughtered by his own hands.

"The emperor forgives the sin, the minister just did it unintentionally, and I hope the emperor doesn't take it to heart." Feng Huali said, and then supported Yan Yu's legs, but Yan Yu pulled his legs away mercilessly.

Feng Huali, who lost support again, chose to find a place to support again, maybe it was in a hurry, or maybe the momentum just now had not disappeared, Feng Huali just hugged Yan Yu's waist with both hands, and the whole person sat on him in a strange posture.

Coincidentally, Su San came to change tea for the emperor at this time, and he happened to witness such a picture, which made him seem to be really imaginative, and it was worth drawing dozens of pages of spring palace pictures to circulate the palace.

It seemed that it was not a big deal to see the excitement, Yan Yu actually reached out and gently hugged Feng Huali.

"The emperor forgives the sin, the slave didn't mean to disturb your good deeds, the slave will leave." Seeing this, Su San dared to stay for a long time, so he immediately covered his eyes and left here.

Can you come back to me and explain what it means to stir up a good thing? She Feng Huali just fell on Yan Yu twice very coincidentally, and nothing else happened.

Feng Huali's gaze fell on Yan Yu's arm, and only then did he notice where Yan Yu's hand was. Feng Huali knocked his hand off immediately, returned to the ground with lightning speed, adjusted his dress, glared at Yan Yu and snorted quietly: "Hooligans." ”

"I'm a rascal?" Yan Yu's eyes widened, he felt like he had heard the biggest joke in his life for more than ten years, and he wanted to take apart this woman's head to see what was in her head.

"What is it to take advantage of people's unpreparedness to do it to others, isn't it a hooligan?" Feng Huali said sharply, even if it is the emperor, then he can't just do what he wants. Besides, he is an upright female official of medicinal diet, and he is not the beauties of his harem.