After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. These days, there are more and more maple leaves in the yard, and the frequency of cleaning by Caixin and Caiyu is becoming more and more diligent, but they always can't bear to drop another leaf just after sweeping.

Feng Huali couldn't stand it, so he asked them to leave it alone, in fact, there are so many fallen leaves lining the yard, it is not against the harmony, it is quite beautiful. Feng Huali stood at the gate of Dongfu Palace, the autumn wind was blowing a little cold, and she really realized that autumn was coming, it was September, so the royal hunt was also coming.

Just after the sweltering summer, you have to be stumped by the tedious royal hunt. Yan Yu must have tried her best to come to Fenghuali, and handed over two carts of clothes to Fenghua's palace, saying that she was asked to pick out some clothes to go to the royal hunt.

The royal hunt lasted no more than seven days, but there was enough clothing for a winter. Feng Hua picked left and right, these clothes were all black, it was rare to have so many different ones, but they were plain.

The patterns are basically the same, and Feng Hua was stunned to compare them for a long time before she could tell the difference between these clothes. Feng Huali also understood that he had misunderstood that Yan Yu never changed his clothes, but this was obviously because he could see the difference no matter how he changed it.

In order to prevent Yan Yu from being dissatisfied, Feng Huali tried to pick up every piece that was a little different, and picked twelve pieces and sent them back.

But this is far from enough, today is to stuff some clothes over, another day is to stuff a lot of calligraphy, said to pick the best look to take away, if the pick is not good-looking, pick again. These paintings are all written by the emperor himself, Feng Huali can be said to be cautious, and he is about to vomit.

And then what paper, ink, pen, inkstone, bow and arrow, long sword, jade ring. There is nothing that Yan Yu can't do, only what Feng Hua can't imagine. Although he didn't have to make medicinal food these days, just staying in Dongfu Palace and picking out all kinds of things, Feng Huali was about to vomit a mouthful of blood.

Okay, after all, he is the emperor, and for the sake of the great cause of the alliance, Feng Huali will endure it. But when Su San dragged a car of ringing jewelry, saying that it was to choose jewelry for the emperor's entourage, Feng Huali couldn't bear it anymore.

I'm also a fourth-grade female official, and I actually pick the jewelry of this accompanying maidservant? Feng Huali kicked over the cart of jewelry. This time, no matter what Yan Yu says, she won't do it, and if she continues to pick it like this, she will either have glaucoma or cataracts, and no matter how bad it is, she will die of overwork.

That Su Sanke was counting on Feng Hua to leave the concubine in the future, so naturally he didn't dare to blame her, so he immediately led people back to report the situation to the emperor: "Lord Feng was very angry, and a cart of jewelry was spilled on the ground, and she said that she would never do these messy things again." ”

Yan Yu chuckled, he tried his best to embarrass her these days, she did a good job one by one, and thought she was really so well-behaved, it turned out that she was still the same as before. Yan Yu beckoned and said, "Let her rest for a few days, she doesn't have to do anything these days, and come to Jingyue Palace to find me when the royal hunt is in the middle of the day." ”

"It's really fake, did the emperor really say that?" When Su San conveyed this instruction to Feng Huali, Feng Huali simply suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and the emperor not only did not double the punishment, but let himself rest for a few more days, which is too mysterious, right?

Su San nodded vigorously, looking at Feng Huali's gaze and couldn't hide the smile, after all, she is the emperor's woman, and the emperor is still distressed after all.

"And such a good thing...... Feng Huali muttered in a low voice, but in an instant, he felt that it was not worth it. Since it's so easy to do these strange things, if you had lost your temper earlier, wouldn't you have had to do it a long time ago?

didn't care about thinking so much, Feng Hua was tired for so many days, so he went back to his room to make up for sleep. Time passed, time was like an arrow, Feng Huali only felt that seven days had passed.

She has been living so uncomfortably these days, doing what she wants, eating whatever she wants, and no one cares about her at all. But alas, the good times ended today. Feng Huali was sitting on the chair, Yuedi was combing her hair, it was not yet dawn outside, I really didn't know what the emperor asked her to do in Jingyue Palace.

After grooming, Feng Hua left the house, autumn mornings were always a little cold, and Yuedi put on a fox fur windbreaker for her. This is not far from Jingyue Palace, Feng Huali will arrive soon, Jingyue Palace has been lit at this time, and there are maids and servants up and down who are busy, it seems that they are preparing for today's hunting ground.

Feng Huali went to the emperor's bedroom under the leadership of Su San, the lights inside were dim, Yuedi and Su San had to wait outside, although Feng Huali had doubts, but still walked in.

There is a very large bed in it, and there is a curtain hanging on the bed, Feng Huali touched the texture of the curtain, and it is indeed the bed that the emperor sleeps in, and even the fabric of this curtain is first-class. Feng Huali walked in a little further, and saw Yan Yu lying on the bed, breathing evenly.

Haven't you gotten up yet, so what did you call me to do? When Feng Huali was puzzled, Yan Yu sat up, he opened the curtain, and then walked in front of Feng Huali step by step. I don't know if it's because of the light here, Feng Huali's heart can't help but beat very fast.

Yan Yu was wearing a robe, which was very loose, and the man's chest was almost completely displayed in front of Feng Huali's eyes. Although he accidentally touched it last time, Feng Huali still blushed a little when he saw the strong muscles at the scene.

It seems that the only advantage of the emperor is his figure, he is thin and undressed. Feng Huali's face became more and more red, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

"Have you seen enough?" Yan Yu saw her standing there stupidly for a long time, and said coldly.

Yan Yu's voice was like a bucket of cold water that extinguished all Feng Huali's thoughts, and Feng Huali hurriedly said, "Enough has been seen...... No, no, no...... I'm not looking at ...... at all."

"Change my clothes." Yan Yu didn't care that she wasn't looking, walked to the side of the bed and picked up the clothes she wanted to wear, which was still in Feng Huali's hand, and said in a commanding tone.

"Me?"

Yan Yu asked rhetorically: "Isn't it who you are, is there anyone else here?" ”

No matter how you say it, you still have to have this backbone, but she is a dignified female official, not a slave. So Feng Huali strengthened himself, straightened his waist and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is a female official of medicinal food, not a ......."

"Yes, I forgot, you're not a personal slave, it's not your job?" Yan Yu knew that she would not agree easily, but he had ten thousand ways to make Feng Huali have to obey his orders.

Feng Huali nodded, thinking about when the emperor would have such an empathetic side, what he said next made Feng Huali understand that everything was her thinking too much, and the emperor had never forgotten to take revenge on himself.

Yan Yu said lightly: "From now until the end of the royal hunt, you will be my personal slave." ”

"What? So sloppy?? Feng Huali's eyes widened, he kept to himself, he didn't make any mistakes, how could he say that he would be demoted. The former is a fourth-grade medicinal food female official, and the latter is a personal slave without a grade, so the gap is too big.

"Remember when I asked you to choose my personal slave's jewelry, my personal slave doesn't have beautiful jewelry, and I can't take her away." Yan Yu said confidently, "You look good, and you can barely be my personal slave, and when you return to the palace, you will continue to be your medicinal lady, there is no big problem." ”

He smiled very happily when he said, "It's okay", and Feng Huali really wanted to pinch his neck and ask him how he was okay. Sure enough, a few days ago, he said that he was so happy when he rested, and he was waiting for this day, Feng Huali took a deep breath, and a thousand words turned into one word: "Yes." ”

Feng Huali picked up his clothes and looked them up and down, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. Feng Huali reluctantly put on his clothes, but either this side collapsed or that side collapsed, Feng Hua's departure from the other side was equivalent to tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall.

Just wearing clothes, Feng Huali was tired and sweating. Yan Yu watched it for a long time, but he couldn't stand it at noon, and said, "You have to take off my coat first." ”

"Undressing?" Feng Hua was taken aback, it was obvious that his robe was empty. She raised her head, but she was faced with Yan Yu's cold eyes, and Feng Huali had no choice but to do so.

Anyway, the other personal servants do this, and these are some of the emperor's strange fetishes. Feng Huali complained while taking off the robe on his body, and his muscular and tender body was exposed in front of Feng Huali's eyes.

Can't see, can't see, Amitabha, Amitabha...... Feng Huali closed his eyes, changed his clothes by two, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The carriage was already waiting outside, and as Yan Yu's new personal maid, Feng Huali was in the same carriage as Yan Yu. I have to say that the treatment of the saint is good, this carriage can accommodate ten people, but at this moment only Feng Huali and Yan Yu are seated, in order not to be infected by the atmosphere of his iceberg, Feng Huali deliberately sat on the edge of the door, in order to stay away from him.

And this scene, seeing Concubine Liang in her eyes, can be said to be more serious than the news that the sky has fallen. Concubine Liang's carriage was small, and she had to squeeze together with Concubine Li and the two slaves, which was really not a taste. This made her see Feng Huali and the emperor get into the carriage together, and the fire in her heart was even more uncontrollable.

"Niangniang, the people around the emperor said that Lord Feng has been temporarily demoted to the emperor's personal maid in the past few days, so she is sitting in the same carriage." Concubine Liang's personal servant explained.

"Hmph, it must have been that vixen who seduced the emperor." Concubine Liang couldn't listen to any persuasion at this time, she couldn't swallow this breath, so she didn't care that someone stopped her, and walked to the emperor's carriage with her feet. Even Feng Huali can sit with the emperor from that slut, why can't he do it?