Chapter 175: Lovesickness is easy to meet, but hard to meet

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Chapter 175 Lovesickness is easy to meet, but difficult to meet

Author: Skyrim Drive

Seeing that He Yue was reluctant to be humiliated, he used "naked driving" to block He Yue from the Wind Garden. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Fengran knows that without the protection of He Yue, there will be many ministers who are eyeing him, and if they want to protect Fengyuan, they can only rely on themselves. "I tell everyone to be cautious in the future, Fengyuan is not the prince's mansion, you must not bully people and cause trouble like before, I will not treat everyone badly. ”

After the case of Chai Xiaogongzi, the days were dull and calm from Zhongchun to August 15 of the third year of Chengde. On this day, He Yue summoned Chief Zhuang into the palace again.

Xiao Qi carried a small double-layer food box and put it in front of Manager Zhuang, opened it, and on the upper layer, there were only a few moon cakes, and on the lower layer, there was a fat steamed crab.

He Yue said: "Your son-in-law must not be planning to celebrate the festival, right?" It has been almost three years since Feng Ran came to Suoyun Country, and he has never had any festivals. When I often go to the Wind Garden, during the New Year's holidays, I do it for the wind dyeing. Now I can't go to the Wind Garden, so I guess I don't care about any festival that Wind Dye is. "I knew that he had a light taste, so I specially asked the imperial dining room to prepare a few mooncakes for him that were not sweet and greasy. The crab had just come up from the south. Your son-in-law is cold, so give him one, and he also wants to taste fresh in previous years. Suddenly I thought, is it because I am watching from the side, Feng Ran will eat? In front of himself, Feng Ran is obedient and does not refuse anything. He Yue suddenly understood, Feng Ran had never expressed his will in front of him! He Yue said again: "If your son-in-law doesn't like to eat this, just ask him to reward people." ”

Xiao Qi handed over a small box again, which contained some floating tartary buckwheat tea from the south. He Yue said: "This tea tastes very ordinary, but it nourishes qi and blood. I specially asked Luoxia County in the south to send some high-quality tea, and if the prince felt good about drinking, he asked them to pay tribute every year. Lao Zhuang, tonight, you will accompany your son to drink tea, eat cakes, and admire the moon. You are now older, your body is not as good as before, and you are doing things for me, and you have been working hard, and you can also drink this tea, which is beneficial. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Today is over, the weather is getting colder and colder day by day, you have to take care of your son." ”

Chief Manager Zhuang knelt down to thank Feng Dye and said, "Childe has been the same as before in recent days. "Feng Ran is still as quiet as water, silent, sitting in the room all day long, at most in the small courtyard in Rong Yuan, under those few bamboo poles, stepping on the withered bamboo leaves, pacing slowly and leisurely. Cold and plain face, no one can see the mood of the wind dye, the wind dye is so quiet that it seems to be ready to spend his life here.

He wanted to know the current situation of Feng Dye, and it turned out that he could explain it in just one sentence. He Yue had nothing to say, and casually praised Manager Zhuang for handling the case of Chai Xiaogongzi properly last time, and got the knot of the relevant people and others in advance, so that the ministers who wanted to frame Fengzhi had nothing to say. Manager Zhuang didn't dare to deceive, and hurriedly told He Yue, saying that he had mishandled it, and he had to be instructed by the wind, so he got everyone's sweet knot in advance and cleared his suspicions.

When He Yue heard this, his handsome face, which was full of masculinity like a knife and axe, was full of tenderness and concern: "I know that without me, your son-in-law can handle it well." He waved his hand to tell Xiao Qi to step back, helped up Manager Zhuang and asked, "Has your son-in-law had hemoptysis recently?" Only in front of Manager Zhuang did he indulge a little, and he didn't have to hide his liking for wind dyeing.

"It's less than the number of hemoptysis before, but it's a little bit more. Manager Zhuang showed the hand towel he had secretly hidden to He Yue, and saw that the light green towel had three large red blood stains condensed, obviously not long after it was dyed, so the color was still red. The blood in the big three beaches is shocking when I see it. Compared to the two small drops of black-brown blood stains that He Yue saw five months ago, the amount of blood was a little more, ten times more!

"What did the doctor say?"

Mr. Zhuang bent his feet, knelt down again, and said: "The villain privately invited the doctor last time, but he didn't dare to ask the son to check the pulse, and the doctor looked at it from a distance for a few days, and said, I'm afraid it's not good." "In the past, I used to cover my mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and it would take half a day to let go, but only occasionally there would be drops of blood, but now I rarely use a handkerchief to cover my mouth and nose, but every time I cover it, the towel will be stained with blood.

"I'm afraid it's not good. In a word, He Yue's heart hurt and hurt, that kind of dull pain, so clear, so heavy that he was almost out of breath, an inexplicable anger rushed straight to his head, pressed down, and rushed up again, after a few repetitions, he finally couldn't hold back, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Manager Zhuang to the ground, shouting: "Bastard! Why don't you hurry up and tell me this? Do you have to wait for Gongzi to die before you come to tell me?" He has warned Manager Zhuang several times, but Manager Zhuang still doesn't give up and hopes that the wind will dye him to death? Why is he so eyeless that he actually handed over the wind dye to a person who was bent on the death of the wind dye to take care of?!

Fortunately, Manager Zhuang has also practiced martial arts, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he had already taken precautions and suffered a kick. He Yue only wanted to kick people when she was not angry, but she didn't use internal force on her feet, and Manager Zhuang was not injured, so she quickly got up, kowtowed, and said: "The villain is derelict in his duties, Your Majesty forgives you!"

He Yue's words wronged Manager Zhuang. Since the Qing Jun's side, under He Yue's strict orders, Mr. Zhuang gradually tried to care about Feng Ran like an elder, and really put himself in the shoes of Feng Ran, and was gradually attracted by Feng Ran, knowing that he understood the suffering of Feng Ran, he couldn't help but feel pity. He ruined his family and lost his son in middle age, more than ten years of loneliness and desolation, hoarded more than ten years of feelings, once there is a break, the first will drown himself, how to look at how to feel that Feng Dye is like his young son died for more than ten years and grew up, the more he looks, the more he feels unbearable pity. Manager Zhuang knew that Feng Ran's face was tender and thin, and he was tall and arrogant, he didn't dare to show pity in front of Feng Ran, but secretly cared about Feng Ran, took care of Feng Ran in every detail from life, seized the opportunity to speak, and always tried his best to enlighten and dispel Feng Ran's mood, and told Feng Ran the news that he thought was useful, whether Feng Ran heard it or not, to Feng Ran. Although Feng Ran did not go out, he kept abreast of the latest situation and changes in the Fengmeng Continent, Suoyun Kingdom, and Yin Kingdom.

He Yue did not come to the Wind Garden for forty or fifty days, and returned to the palace once he came back and did not see the wind dye. At the beginning, Manager Zhuang thought that He Yue was awkward with Feng Ran, but He Yue did not come to Feng Yuan for more than half a year, and if there was something, he also called himself into the palace to order, and never talked about Feng Dye during the discussion, Manager Zhuang felt that something might really happen between He Yue and Feng Dye, and gradually like other ministers, he thought that Feng Dye had fallen out of favor, although he could often see He Yue, but He Yue did not mention Feng Dye, and Manager Zhuang did not dare to take the initiative to mention it.

This time, listening to He Yue's call to herself, she should still have something to do with herself, but she didn't know, but He Yue just asked herself to bring a box of moon cakes made in the palace and tea to nourish qi and blood to Feng Ran, and also asked herself to accompany Feng Ran for the festival. Manager Zhuang finally knew that He Yue did not snub the wind dye, but still missed the wind dye. However, since you want to dye the wind, why not go to the wind garden?

He Yue breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down a bit, and asked, "What's a bad law?" Manager Zhuang hesitated for a moment, and He Yue said: "Don't hide it, come truthfully!"

The doctor said that in only half a year, the amount of childe's vomiting blood has increased so quickly, but I am afraid that the stagnation knot within five is already sinking, and if I don't relieve the knot in my son's heart as soon as possible, it is estimated that the son will be between two or three years. ”

Between two or three years? Feng Ran only has two or three years to live? People who were once so noble, arrogant, arrogant, unruly, and peerless can only live for another two or three years? He Yue clenched his fists in pain, and only then did he restrain himself from being angry with Manager Zhuang. Such a sad mood, He Yue has never experienced it in her life. He Yue seemed to have come to her senses, and suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Ran's self-imprisonment in Rong Yuan: It turns out that Feng Ran has long stored a depressed heart to death?!

There was a sour feeling in his eyes, a large mist suddenly blurred his vision, and sadness came suddenly. He Yue gritted her teeth, raised her head, and made a contemplative gesture, and it took a long time to hold back her tears. After half a year of separation, he knew more and more how much he liked Feng Dye, liked him to the point that he couldn't extricate himself, and liked him so much that he wanted to stay with him for a long time!

He liked that person, but he didn't know how to please that person, and he couldn't even touch that person's heart. However, in front of Feng Ran, he even forgot that he was the emperor, and it was up to others to please the emperor.

Feng Ran is by no means the same as an ordinary male pet, except for begging him to let Lu Feiqing go at the beginning, he has never asked for anything from himself. However, even the initial plea, he did not agree, but used it as a reason to blackmail the wind. Feng Ran just indifferently accepted the grace he gave him, and he also indifferently endured the humiliation he gave him, and he even felt that in Feng Ran's eyes, grace and humiliation were the same kind of treatment, so he endured the same indifference. Feng Ran didn't fight, didn't say a word, just lightly obeyed and beared, which made He Yue unable to find a way to please him.

After struggling for a long time, He Yue was able to say in a calm tone: "Lao Zhuang, open up for the son." Alas, his long-term followers are too stupid and stupid to understand the son at all. I really don't know, why does Childe like that stupid thing? You think, find a clever little guy for Childe, you can't be close to Childe, it's better to talk to Childe more. ”

The little guy around Feng Ran, changed one stubble after another, except for Xiao Yuan, no little guy can stay by Feng Ran's side for half a year, except for telling the little guy to do things, Feng Ran never said anything else to the little guy. Manager Zhuang only responded: "Yes, the villain has written it down." I thought to myself, I have to do this thing of talking to my son to relieve my boredom.

Seeing that He Yue didn't speak again for a long time, it seemed that he wanted to abandon himself, Mr. Zhuang was anxious, and he blurted out a sentence that had been holding back in his heart: "Since Your Majesty is still thinking about Gongzi in your heart, why don't you go and see Gongzi?" But as soon as these words were spoken, Manager Zhuang himself was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again: "The villain lost his words, the villain has exceeded the rules, please forgive Your Majesty!"