Murong Zhining put the jade sycamore leaf in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully with a gentle gaze. The leaves of the sycamore are green all over, and the color is moist and transparent. There is a small hole in the petiole and is strung with a thin rope made of red silk thread, which has been ground pink in some places and looks like it is some years old.

Murong Zhining carefully wiped the piece of jade with a silk handkerchief, and carefully hung it around her neck after wiping. Cai Sang cupped her cheeks and asked her, "Did your mother leave you this maple leaf?" Murong Zhining smiled: "This is not a maple leaf, this is a sycamore leaf." It was given to me by a little brother when I was very young, and I called it "Biwu". Cai Sang smiled evilly: "Oh, it turns out that Zhi Ning already has a sweetheart!" Murong Zhi Ning's little face turned slightly red, and she gently knocked Cai Sang's forehead with her knuckles: "Where do you want to go again?" I have been looking for that little brother, and I want to return Biwu to him. ”

Behind the two girls, Yan Feng's face was frosty. Every time he came to Qixiang Palace, he would send away the eunuchs and palace maids who accompanied him, and he didn't want to disturb Murong Zhining. He could hear the conversation between the two girls clearly just now, and he was very angry that Murong Zhining actually had a token from someone else in his hand.

The two girls found Yan Feng behind them and quickly knelt down and saluted. Yan Feng's face was cold and expressionless: "Didn't I say it? ”

Yan Feng sat down at the table with a dark face, and Cai Sang retreated to make tea.

Yan Feng reached out and grabbed Murong Zhining's wrist, his eyes were full of murderous aura: "Show me the stone on your body." Murong Zhi looked at Yan Feng in confusion, she didn't know why Yan Feng was angry. She gently withdrew her hand from Yan Feng's palm, slowly took off the "Biwu", and handed it to Yan Feng.

Yan Feng took the piece of jasper and looked at it carefully. He frowned, this piece of jade inexplicably made him feel a little familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it. What made him most angry was that he suddenly thought of the Kong Ming lantern he picked up in the courtyard a few days ago, and the few lines of small words written on the sycamore leaves painted on the lamp: Little brother, where are you? How can I find you? Give Biwu back to you? This just proves that Murong Zhining has someone else in her heart.

"Which man sent you?" Yan Feng asked coldly. Murong Zhining twisted the hair on her chest with her hand, her eyes drooping: "Who sent me, what does it have to do with the emperor?" Cai Sang happened to come over with tea, and when he saw Yan Feng's face gloomy, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to hand it over, so he only lowered his head and handed the tea cup into Murong Zhining's hand, and retreated silently.

Murong Zhining handed the tea to Yan Feng and offered it with both hands: "Your Majesty, please use tea." Yan Feng waved his hand, and the teacup made a crisp sound, falling to the ground and shattering. For a moment, it was eerily quiet, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Yan Feng spoke first, his voice as cold as ever: "If you don't say it, I will smash it." He raised his hand and made a gesture to throw "Biwu" to the ground, Murong Zhining gently pulled his sleeve robe: "The slave doesn't know why the emperor is angry? This piece of jade is just a little boy who was kidnapped in the thief's den when the slave and the nurse were caught by the thieves when they were children, and when the child escaped, he gave it to the slave and the maid, so that the slave and the maid had the opportunity to take it and return it to him." ”

Yan Feng's face softened slightly: "Is what you said true? In this case, I will help you keep it, and I will definitely let someone find the owner of this jade and return it to him for you." ”

Murong Zhining grabbed Biwu from Yan Feng's hand: "If you don't work for the emperor, I will find my little brother." ”

Yan Feng knew that his performance just now was a little excessive, and he didn't show any more unhappiness, he stretched out his hand: "What little brother? Give me the broken stone, and I will pay it back for you. ”

Murong Zhining ignored him, put Bi Wu back on her neck, and carefully tucked it into the placket. Yan Feng endured his anger, his eyes widened and he roared in a low voice: "Murong Zhining, you are becoming more and more unruly, don't think that I have no way to take you, I have a way to cure you!"

Murong Zhining pursed her lips: "Slaves are used to being wild and don't understand the rules." Please ask the emperor to expel the slaves and maids from the palace, so as not to make the emperor angry from time to time!"

Yan Feng saw her pouting and felt very cute. Seeing that there was no one around, he pulled Murong Zhining into his arms: "Do you think you can still get out of my palace?"

Yan Feng's actions frightened Murong Zhining, she pushed Yan Feng hard, but the more she pushed, the tighter Yan Feng hugged her. Yan Feng lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Do you know how bold you are? I want to deal with you, don't you know how many times you have lost your head?"

Murong Zhining was nervous and scared, it was the first time she was hugged so tightly by a man, she was so ashamed that her little face turned red, and she only blindly lowered her head to avoid Yan Feng's scorching gaze. She dared to look directly at Yan Feng's angry gaze, but now, she didn't know how to deal with it. Murong Zhining panicked to avoid Yan Feng's aggressive edge, she could only cover her face with her hands and bury her head in Yan Feng's chest.

Yan Feng's warm breath roamed between the back of Murong Zhining's neck and ears, and she shrank into a ball of shame and fear. Yan Feng whispered in her ear and threatened, "Next time, dare to do this, see how I clean you up?" Then her neck was hot, and Yan Feng's thin lips imprinted a kiss on the back of her neck.

Yan Feng let go of the panicked Murong Zhining, turned to leave, he laughed as he walked, and his voice was very loud: "Murong Zhining, I kissed your neck, are you afraid that you will get pregnant?" hahaha......." He actually used this allusion to tease Murong Zhining, Murong Zhining was ashamed and angry, and stood there with his face covered, without responding for a long time.

The next day, a eunuch from Yan Feng's side came to spread the word. said that Yan Feng ordered Murong Zhining to take Cai Sang and Chun Xing to Wan'an Palace to live for a few days and sort out books for him.

Murong Zhining thanked her and moved to Yanfeng's dormitory with Cai Sang and Chun Xing.

Three girls, staying in the imperial study, sorting out the piles of books on the shelves. Cai Sang and Chun Xing have always treated Murong Zhining as half of the masters, and they are reluctant to let her work, only letting her sit aside and read the books she likes.

The imperial study is on the east side of Wan'an Palace, next to the emperor's bedroom. Yan Feng would stay here most of the time, either reviewing or reading books. There is a large collection of books here, but they are all sorted out by special eunuchs, and they don't need to do any work at all. Yan Feng transferred them, but it was Qi Shangming's idea for him, so that Yan Feng could see Murong Zhining every day without an excuse.

Yan Feng finished going to the court and returned to the imperial study to correct the folds. With Murong Zhining beside him, he felt inexplicably at ease, and the efficiency of reviewing the recitals was surprisingly high.

In his spare time, Yan Feng asked Murong Zhining to study the piano score and play chess with him. Murong Zhining was held in his arms last time, and she was frightened and a little cold to him. Yan Feng didn't think so, he felt that with his charm, he would win Murong Zhining's heart sooner or later, and he was not in a hurry.

At night, after Yan Feng finishes handling political affairs or reading a book, he will return to the dormitory to sleep. There were several idle side halls in Wan'an Palace, and Yan Feng chose the one closest to his dormitory for Murong Zhi to live in. Sometimes, Yan Feng would use the excuse that there were not enough people in the palace at night, and asked Murong Zhining to come over and bring tea and water to him. Every time Murong Zhining pouted, looking aggrieved, Yan Feng saw it in his eyes, angry and funny.

Yan Feng has a withdrawn and cold personality, and rarely goes to the concubines' bedrooms, let alone recruits concubines to come to Wan'an Palace to sleep. He used to occasionally go to the Minghui Palace to stay overnight as a routine official business, but he was not very reluctant. He just felt that he should be nicer to Qi Yunhuan, and that's it. And recently, he didn't even go to Minghui Palace anymore.

Yan Feng's personal eunuch Qi Shangming was very puzzled by this. Yan Feng was young, he shouldn't be so kind to women, he asked Yan Feng a few times, is there something wrong with his body? Do you need to delay medical treatment? Yan Feng excused himself and didn't allow him to ask again.

Yan Feng also thought that he had an unspeakable illness, and it was only recently that he realized that it was because he had never met the right person, and Murong Zhining turned out to be the right person, and she was his medicine. Murong Zhining's gestures made him confused and cranky. Murong Zhining made him blush and his heart beat, like a stunned boy who was new to the love network. She also let him not see him for a day, which Yan Feng had never experienced. It has always been the women who try their best to please him and win his favor. And now, he actually wants to put down his body and go to curry favor with a little girl, thinking of this, Yan Feng shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Yan Feng, who was sitting on the dragon couch, flipped through an idle book, and he had the habit of reading before going to bed. Murong Zhining stood aside with her hands down, Yan Feng turned her head to look at Murong Zhining: "I'm a little hot, you fan me." He handed Murong Zhining a folding fan.

Murong Zhining's little face was full of reluctance, but she still fanned Yan Feng one by one, she was not afraid of being tired, but afraid of getting too close to Yan Feng. She muttered dissatisfiedly: "Doesn't the emperor have so many palace maids and eunuchs?"

Yan Feng stood up and forced his eyes to look at her: "Are you so reluctant to stay with me, why don't you want to serve me?" Murong Zhining stood in front of him, bearing the oppression brought to her by Yan Feng's height and momentum, and pouted weakly: "Slave don't dare!" "What else do you dare not do?" Yan Feng angrily snatched the folding fan in her hand and fanned herself.

Murong Zhi's face was full of grievances: "The slave maid is afraid of being clumsy, and it will make the emperor unhappy." Yan Feng was in a good mood when he heard her say this, and stepped forward to grab a pair of Murong Zhining's small hands and put them on his chest: "I don't know why, as long as I see you, I will be very happy!" Murong Zhining wanted to withdraw his hand, but was helplessly pressed by Yan Feng tightly, and he couldn't break it at all. Her little face turned into a peach blossom color: "Please respect the emperor! Although the slave maid is from a low background, she is also dignified!"

Yan Feng didn't let her go, he smiled evilly: "I didn't treat you well." Pull hands, and it won't make you pregnant. Murong Zhining looked at Yan Feng angrily: "Does the emperor plan to make fun of the slave maid all the time about this matter? Your Majesty, you have learned from the past and the present, don't you also make the same mistakes as slaves and maids? Isn't the emperor ashamed when he laughs at slaves and maids?"

Yan Feng saw that Murong Zhining was annoyed, let go of her hand and laughed: "Alas, this is the legendary annoyance, right? Every time, you make me angry, and in the end, you push everything on me." Alas...... I'm afraid I haven't paid off the money I owe you in my last life!"

Murong Zhining pouted and said, "If the emperor dislikes the stupidity of the slaves and maids, he can drive the slaves and maids out of the palace! Where can you humiliate people like this?" Yan Feng took her into his arms and burst out of a sentence: "Don't think about it." If you think about leaving, I will make you remember it for a long time. ”

In the Minghui Palace, Qi Yunwan leaned lazily on the chaise longue. With tears in his resentful eyes, Yan Feng hadn't been to Minghui Palace for more than a month. Cai Qin knew her thoughts, she felt that it was time to make good use of Qi Yunhuan to deal with Murong Zhining, and a vicious plan was quietly generated in Cai Qin's heart.