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Chapter 14: Did the emperor come to summon me to sleep?

Author: Skyrim Drive

After He Yue ascended the throne, the prince's mansion became more lively and prosperous, and some courtiers who were not close enough to the prince in the past rushed to the door to give gifts, and at the same time expressed their indignation against Prince Rui and drew a clear line. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The male attendants of the male chamberlain compound were summoned out to serve banquets almost every day, because the emperor had just died, the whole country was mourned, and singing, dancing and feasting were forbidden. The prince's mansion was in the limelight, and of course they didn't dare to dance in private, and the male attendants were called out, most of them just chatted and laughed with wine. And because He Yue has successfully succeeded to the throne, who doesn't talk to the emperor? How can there be a reason for the emperor to win over the ministers? So there is no need for male attendants to provide special services, and everyone is very relaxed.

Although He Yue had instructed him to arrange for him to serve the distinguished guests when Feng Ran was well, Feng Ran was still sick after a few days, and if he was forced to send him out to serve the banquet, he was afraid of ruining the interest of the distinguished guests, so he had to give up. Zhan Zhangshi's heart was a little abrupt: It only sells for a penny, it turns out that there is a reason! Although it is cheap, he can't do anything, and he still loses money if he raises it for nothing.

Feng Ran lies in bed every day to nourish his body, and the main thing every day is to endure nausea and choke on the soup, and grit his teeth to complete his daily homework.

However, Feng Ran underestimated his cleanliness fetishness, and although he tried his best to choke on the soup, he almost threw up in the end. Basically, I live on a few fresh fruits every day. Wind dye has grown so big, and finally really understands what it means to be "hungry". But no matter how uncomfortable the hunger is, Feng Ran doesn't say a word, and it is useless to know what he says. Although he is not under the bed to support his body, he vomits so much every day, and after a few days, his body is still so weak and weak, and he has not improved much.

Feng Ran slowly found that he was anxious to go to bed, but He Yue left him aside and ignored him. If He Yue didn't come to him, he couldn't even find a way to see He Yue, how could he save Lu Feiqing? The more he dragged on like this, the more anxious Feng Ran became. Lu Feiqing is suffering in prison day by day, who knows how long she can endure?

On the fifth day of He Yue's ascension to the throne, he went back to the prince's mansion and needed to take some important things into the palace. Taking advantage of the time when the waiter was packing up his things, He Yue took Xiao Qi around the Prince's Mansion. He's been living here for more than a decade and is now leaving. Although I am not reluctant, I still have a little nostalgia in the end.

"Your Majesty, it's the men's courtyard just around the corner in front, do you want to pass it on?" Xiao Qi saw with his own eyes how He Yue dyed the waiter last time, he was clever, quick-witted, and knew how to please his master.

He Yue was slightly stunned and nodded a little blankly. He wants to go around the house, but he is actually trying to see someone?

When the people in the courtyard heard the news of the emperor's arrival, they hurriedly came out and knelt in the courtyard. Feng Ran, who was lying on the bed with only a middle coat, also quickly put on the color of a male waiter, and just walked to the door tremblingly, he saw He Yue already standing in front of his door.

"Wind Dye greets His Majesty the Emperor. Feng Ran knelt down inside the door and bowed down.

He Yue looked coldly at Feng Ran trembling and reluctantly kneeling, and without saying a word, she "squeezed" into the house from Feng Ran's side, and instructed Xiao Qi: "You wait outside." ”

The waiter's room was too small and simple, and there was a simple little bed with a dressing table at the head of the bed, and beside the dressing table were several stacked boxes and niches for clothes, and there was nothing else to spare. There was an ash basin that had been placed behind the door with some burnt ashes in it. He Yue knew at a glance that it was the brazier that had been burned when he came last time, and since he left, the pot of charcoal had burned out, and the room had never been warm again, and the whole thing was deserted and cold. There was not even a chair in the room, only a pomp in front of the dressing table for people to sit and make. In such a house, He Yue can't stay for a day, and Feng Ran has already lived here...... Eight days?He Yue sat down on that pier, feeling a little sour in her heart for no reason. If he fails to seize power this time and falls into a situation like Feng Dye, I don't know if he can be as safe as Feng Dye?

He Yue didn't get up, Feng Ran kept kneeling, kneeling in front of He Yue, and asked in a low voice: "Is the emperor here to summon Feng Ran to sleep?" He Yue ascended the throne, the overall situation has been decided, and after another five days, the urgent matter that should be dealt with must have been dealt with, He Yue should have the mood and time to "trade" with himself, right? This day and day, he was very worried, and every day he was looking forward to He Yue's coming, thinking about how to "play" and give him a good time! Can you rescue Lu Feiqing and give him a chance!

Although he had already suffered a blow, He Yue heard this, and the slight sourness in his heart was suddenly replaced by anger. Bear your breath, lean over and stretch out your hand to lift the face of the wind dye, only to see that the eyebrows that were originally slightly thick and oblique were trimmed thin and curved, and the tail was raised upwards with Dai ink; the eyes were modified by the ink to be black and big, so that the narrow eyes of the wind dye suddenly became big and godless, and the cheeks were lightly greased to make the face look pink and delicate, and the lips were coated with dancôme, making the lips look delicate!

Is this wind dyeing? How can wind dye look like this?!

He Yue's heart was on fire, and she threw a palm on Feng Ran's face, poured the Feng Ran fan to the ground, and asked in a cold voice: "Who told you to make this look that is neither male nor female? Who do you want to charm? Who do you want to provoke? Who do you want to show the waves?!" He Yue commanded: "Get a basin of water!" He Yue was angry and sullen, what he liked in his heart was the radiant, youthful and unruly Feng Ran, where was this guy in front of him who wore heavy makeup and made him look like a play?

Zhan Zhangshi saw He Yue enter the wind-dyed house, so he consciously came to wait outside the wind-dyed house. Seeing that He Yue slapped Feng Dye and asked him with such a sharp question, he was so frightened that his legs were shaking! That makeup was put on by him who taught Feng Dye, but it was also in accordance with the rules of the male waiter's compound! The male waiter, like the female waiter, needs to wear makeup to look so pink and attractive. Therefore, Zhan Zhangshi saw that the past few days were relatively empty, and Feng Ran's spirit was slightly better, so he began to teach Feng Dye to put on makeup. Knowing that Feng Dye was clean, Zhan didn't dare to put his hand on Feng Ran's face, so he asked a male waiter to show Feng Ran step by step, and then asked Feng Ran to follow step by step. Wind dyeing has grown so big, and it is the first time that he has adjusted the fat and powder to put makeup on himself. Others are extremely smart, and they learned it in a few clicks. Putting on makeup is a profound knowledge, and it is very particular about applying makeup well, but Feng Ran doesn't care about putting on makeup at all, and learns perfunctory, just ask Zhan to take charge of things and not bother himself. Who would have thought that doing things according to the rules would also be wrong! Zhan Zhang's mouth was full of bitterness. He Yue ordered to fetch water, which was Xiaoyuan's job, because He Yue came too fast, Xiaoyuan couldn't run out of the house, and now he hid behind the bed tent, trembling like sifting chaff, Zhan Zhangshi had to hurry up and drag his two equally trembling legs to carry the water.

When the water came, He Yue took matters into her own hands, picked up Feng Ran from the ground, and wiped it around with a wet towel on Feng Ran's face. Feng Ran didn't make a sound, tilted his face, and let He Yue wipe it indiscriminately. He Yue wiped the towel four or five times before she felt that her wind-dyed face had finally been washed clean, looking at her wind-dyed and refreshing face, He Yue sighed: "Don't get this dirty in the future, it's disgusting!"

He Yue was born noble, and he was served from childhood to adulthood, and he didn't even wash his own face, but he washed his face for the first time.

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