Chapter 883: The emperor is tired

Feng Shu walked slowly into the imperial study room, and saw Zhu Feng sitting in the armchair.
I don't know if it was this morning that people outside had already been harassed in turn, making him angry and irritable. At this time, his complexion was gloomy, and the lines of hanging needles on his brows were deeper than usual.
She hurried forward: "The emperor."
Hearing her voice, Zhu Feng was rubbing his eyebrows and put his hand down and glanced at her: "Here you are, get up."
"Yes."
"Why come so late?"
"Just now, my concubine was at the door and I met the empress and the imperial concubine."
Feng Shu stood up as he said, took a careful look at Zhu Feng, and then laughed softly: "The ladies were a little upset when they saw the concubine coming in, so she said something about her concubine."
Zhu Feng frowned and said, "Don't bother them."
"Concubine knows."
Feng Shu said as she walked slowly behind Zhu Feng, the strong fragrance on her once again surrounded Zhu Feng, making people feel a little dizzy.
Although dizzy, the headache is better.
Feng Shu stretched out his hand, squeezing his tight shoulders neither light nor heavy.
All night, he was dealing with government affairs in the imperial study room, and he had hardly relaxed. At this time, his whole body was also stiff. It was indeed a lot more comfortable to be pinched by those little hands.
Zhu Feng held his head and murmured: "Or...Hello."
"..."
"Not so much."
There was a burst of joy in Feng Shu's heart. He looked down at the handsome face. Even though he described it as haggard, he still couldn't conceal the man's tough aura. She hooked herself up, and she was a little bit turbulent.
While rubbing his shoulders, she slowly stretched her hand towards his neckline.
The slender fingers touched his chest intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly: "The concubine is just a little Zhaoyi in the harem, what can I do?"
"..."
"The concubine only knows that she serves the emperor."
Zhu Feng looked up at her.
That beautiful face became more charming and charming. He stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his arms.
Feng Shu suddenly slid into his arms like a boneless snake, with his hands climbing on his neck, as if he was about to be twisted.
Feeling this delicate body in her arms, the nephrite jade is full of warm fragrance, smelling the rich scent from her body, looking at her bright red lips, opening slightly, and spit out a bunch of them in the ear The hot fragrance made Zhu Feng a little more refreshing.
At this time, Sinanyan's figure slowly became thinner.
and also--
Xu Miaoyin, Xinqing...
He couldn't help thinking, how did he feel that they were sensible before?
Strange.
A truly sensible woman should not be as beautiful as she is in front of her, and she is what she says, never rebellious, and she will not pretend to dissuade herself from doing anything.
Woman, shouldn't it be like this?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt the beauty in my arms, one body, and everything that made him satisfied, Zhu Feng stretched out his hand, tightened her slender waist, slowly leaned down and kissed her Cherry red lips.
"Well, the emperor..."
Feng Shu let out a coquettish low moan, and the whole person pressed on him more eagerly.
This kind of reaction is surprising.
The women around, although they do their best to invite pets to themselves, most of them are reserved and introverted, and have never seen such enthusiasm and directness.
Zhu Feng felt that his body was hot for a while.
I don't know, is it the little flame that has been burning in my heart, or what.
However, just as he was about to bend down and go further, a strange feeling suddenly rushed into his mind.
"hiss--"
He frowned and raised his head.
"emperor?"
Feng Shu was already confused and infatuated, and almost his whole body was about to melt on him, but suddenly he felt his big hot hands leave his body.
Suddenly a little lost: "What's the matter?"
Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "I am a little uncomfortable."
"..."
Feng Shu looked at him with a little sadness in his eyes.
Check it a little bit.
She smiled calmly, and then said softly: "The emperor must be busy with state affairs, too tired."
"Ok."
Zhu Feng rubbed his eyebrows, and felt his mouth dry for a while, and said, "Go and get me a cup of tea."
Feng Shu smiled and said, "The emperor would like to drink ordinary tea, or the tea specially made by the concubine for the emperor?"
"Naturally it is your special tea."
"However, today's water has not been prepared."
"Why haven't it been done yet?"
"The concubine thinks that the emperor likes to drink tea made by concubines. The concubine thinks that she will send more tea every day, but it is very troublesome to make that water, so she simply makes more tea at once."
Zhu Feng listened and looked slightly awkward: "This, very good."
Feng Shu smiled and said, "Well, the emperor simply goes to the concubine's Yangxingzhai, you have been busy for so long, and the emperor should take a rest."
"..."
Zhu Feng thought for a while, looking at the mountain of memorials on the table, he did have a headache.
He said, "Also."
Feng Shu smiled happily, stood up from his arms, and stretched out his hand to pull him from the chair.
The two of them left the Imperial Study Room together and went to Yangxingzhai.
At this time, Xu Miaoyin and Nan Yan hadn't gone far, because everyone was very worried and paced forward slowly, and they had just walked to the Imperial Garden.
From a distance, I saw two familiar figures walking by.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
Before Zhu Feng, he would not even see them, but now, he left the Imperial Study Room with Feng Shu.
At this moment, a little hurried over and reported to Xu Miaoyin: "Queen Empress."
As if hearing his voice, Zhu Feng also glanced back.
Nan Yan also looked at him.
However, he saw his cold eyes, frowning as if a little impatiently. Just in time, Feng Shu, who was walking by his side, also turned his head, saw them, and asked softly: "The emperor, it turns out that the empress and the others It's still here. Will my concubine go over here, please?
"..."
Zhu Feng glanced at them faintly, and even his eyes didn't stop at Nan Yan's body.
"No need."
After speaking, he took Feng Shu away.
All the people stood there.
The little said out of breath: "The emperor has just left the imperial study room and has gone to Yangxingzhai with Feng Zhaoyi."
Wu Wan on the side was already pale.
"I have seen it, what do you say?!"
The little immediately shrank his neck.
And Wu Wan turned his head back angrily, looked at the disappeared backs of the two people, and said with a sneer: "Why didn't you see before, this Feng Zhaoyi has some means."
"..."
"So soon, let the emperor look at her differently."
As she said, she looked at Nan Yan: "The concubine, what do you think?"
Nan Yan did not speak.
She just felt a little bit out of breath.
Obviously the blazing sun above my head made everyone sweat profusely, but for some unknown reason, in such a hot weather, the blood all over my body seemed to freeze into ice.
This feeling is so uncomfortable.
Even in the past, through life and death several times, she had never felt so uncomfortable.
Nan Yan opened her mouth and said dryly: "Queen, my concubine is a little uncomfortable, I want to go back to rest first."
Xu Miaoyin gave her a heavy look and said, "You go back. Everyone, go back separately."
"Yes."
The crowd bowed to Xu Miaoyin, and they all dispersed.
And Wu Wan, after taking two steps, looked back at Sinanyan with a gloomy expression, and said, "Huh, I thought she would be spoiled for long, not like a torn sack and kicked away."
Gao Yurong on the side whispered: "Manny, quietly, she heard it."
"What are you afraid of?"
Wu Wan sneered: "I heard it when I heard it. Does she still have the ability to get the emperor to vent her anger?"
"..."
Gao Yurong listened and nodded, but said with some anxiety: "It's just that she fell, but Feng Zhaoyi got up."
Wu Wan frowned.
"That Hu Meizi didn't know what method was used to fascinate the emperor."
"The concubine has heard that the emperor has not formally favored her. However, looking at it now, I am afraid it will be soon."
Wu Wan gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that easy!"
"..."
"I want to see what exactly she did to fascinate the emperor!"
After speaking, gritted his teeth and left.
When they were far away, Nan Yan slowly turned around.
Her face was almost transparent in the sun, but her eyes flickered when she looked at their backs.
Aunt Tongyun said to the side: "Manny, what's the matter?"
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said, "I want to know too."
"what do you know?"
"In the end, what method did Feng Shu use to make the emperor like this?"
"..."
"Or, the emperor is already tired of..."


On the other side, Feng Shu and Zhu Feng arrived at the Yang Xing Zhai where she lived. As soon as they walked through the door, they smelled a strong fragrance.
He suddenly felt a surge of excitement.
Tensioned and relaxed, even the things that were piled up in the Imperial Study Room and in his mind seemed to be blown out of the clouds by this fragrant wind.
Zhu Feng said: "You are good here."
"..."
"I, this is the first time I have come to you."
Feng Shu whispered: "If the emperor likes it, you can come often in the future. Concubine, I have been waiting for the emperor."
"Ok."
Zhu Feng nodded, looked at the wide bed in front of him, walked over and sat down.
Then asked: "Is your tea ready?"
"Is the emperor thirsty?"
"Ok."
Feng Shu suddenly laughed. She bent down, almost half of her body was pressed against him, and she leaned to his ears, and said softly: "The concubine never knew before, so the emperor is so'thirsty'. "
Zhu Feng was stunned by the coquettish atmosphere in her words.