Chapter 892: Eventful autumn

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door
"emperor."
As soon as he heard someone yelling, Feng Shu's brows frowned and he gritted his teeth, wishing to kill the person who disturbed him at this time.
However, the people outside the door said softly: "Wei Wang begs to see you."
Wei Wang...
This, I cannot offend myself.
Thinking of this, she could only gritted her teeth, picked up the clothes dragged by the bed with her backhand, put it on her body, quickly put it on, and then walked over to open the door.
Outside the door, it was Wei Wang Zhu Chengxuan with his attendants.
Feng Shu barely smiled on his face, and said: "I don't know that King Wei is coming to Yangxingzhai, please forgive me."
"Feng Zhaoyi."
Zhu Chengxuan also nodded to her.
Hearing the three words "Feng Zhaoyi" made Feng Shu's face sink again. He remembered that there was such a big battle today, but he still hadn't succeeded in canonization. Just now, he finally got a chance to get close. Interrupted by the person in front of me...
She took a deep breath and said, "I wonder if King Wei is here, what's the matter?"
Zhu Chengxuan raised his head and glanced at her, and saw a strange blush on the overly beautiful face, and her breath was also somewhat uneven.
In the room, it seemed that there was still a little charming air.
After all, Zhu Chengxuan had reached this age, and he had already had a personal court lady arranged for him by the queen. This kind of thing has been somewhat understood.
The tender noodles turned red.
But he still said: "This king has something important to report to his father."
"This--"
Feng Shu hesitated for a moment, and could only say, "It's just that the emperor is still resting, so let's come first."
"Ok."
Zhu Chengxuan walked in from outside.
Sure enough, I saw Zhu Feng lying on the bed, asleep.
However, I don't know if he is dreaming, or if he always has unresolved troubles in his heart, his expression has always been very heavy, and his eyebrows are slightly frowned.
Feng Shu said, "The emperor has not rested well these days, and finally fell asleep, Your Highness"
Zhu Chengxuan said: "This king knows."
"..."
"This king will wait here for a while, and won't disturb the father's rest."
"That's fine."
Feng Shu couldn't help being a little frustrated, but facing the prince, she had no other way but to stay by the side.
Time just goes by little by little.
After all, this is still a concubine's bedroom. Although there is nothing wrong with coming to see the father as the prince, Zhu Feng has been awake all the time. Only Zhu Chengxuan and Feng Shu are facing each other, which is a bit embarrassing.
Zhu Chengxuan was a little uneasy, got up and walked to the bed.
Feng Shu immediately stood up: "His Royal Highness."
Zhu Chengxuan walked to the bed, leaned down, and whispered: "Father...?"
At this time, his eyebrows frowned slightly.
Zhu Feng, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be disturbed by his dreams, frowning more tightly, but did not wake up, but showed an expression of impatience.
"This--"
After all, Zhu Chengxuan was still afraid of Zhu Feng, which had almost become a deep-rooted temperament, and immediately took two steps back.
Feng Shu stepped forward and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, the emperor has finally been able to rest for a while, and his Highness should not disturb the emperor."
Zhu Chengxuan glanced at Zhu Feng again.
So he said softly: "Well, then, the king will go back first, so that he will not disturb the father's rest."
"His Royal Highness walk slowly."
"Ok."
Zhu Chengxuan turned and walked out of Yangxingzhai. After walking a few steps, he stopped again and looked back inside.
A complicated expression appeared on the face that had already faded from childishness.
There was only a moment of silence, and he turned away again.
In Yangxingzhai, Feng Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little depressed.
Now, the best time has passed.
There was always a little difference between her and Zhu Feng, and finally had time to spend alone together, but Wang Wei came again.
Of course, the most distracting thing is Sinanyan!
Feng Shu didn't do anything anymore. He just sat on the side of the bed and gently fanned Zhu Feng. The cool wind blew his face and gradually faded his gloomy expression in his dream.
I don't know how long it took, Zhu Feng finally woke up from his sleep.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Feng Shu sitting by the bed.
"Ok?"
"The emperor is awake?"
"Why are you fanning me?"
"..."
"Just leave this kind of thing to the servants."
Feng Shu looked at him happily, and said softly: "The concubine is willing to do these things for the emperor. When doing these things, the concubine feels happy."
As he said, he gently leaned down and lay on Zhu Feng's body.
This kind of nephrite jade was full of warm fragrance, but it also made Zhu Feng feel very comfortable. He stretched out his hand to hug her, and gently stroked her back with one hand.
Feng Shu said softly: "Did the emperor sleep well?"
"Not bad, every time I come to you, I can rest well."
"That's good."
"Just now, I don't know what's going on, as if I heard someone calling me."
Feng Shu immediately said: "Just now, the Palace of King Wei came down."
"Oh?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "He has been here? Where is the person?"
"left already."
"What is he here for?"
"The concubine doesn't know, just listen to His Royal Highness Wei Wang said, as if there is something you want to report to the emperor, but the concubine feels distressed for the emperor's exhaustion, and can't bear the emperor being disturbed, so please wait for a while."
"..."
"Hope the emperor don't blame the concubine for the wrong thing."
"It's okay," Zhu Feng waved his hand faintly: "If you want to come, it doesn't matter."
"..."
"When I look back, I'm just asking him."
Feng Shu laughed.
She was still lying on Zhu Feng's chest. Although the clothes on the two of them were still intact, after all, the clothes were thin, so close to each other, there was a feeling of a blind date.
Soon, she felt the hot body temperature of Zhu Feng.
And the strong scent on her body continuously penetrated Zhu Feng's nose.
Just waking up from the chaotic dream, I was a little tranced. At this time, Zhu Feng felt more energetic, and his whole person seemed to have fallen into a cloud, a little limp.
Feng Shu said softly: "The emperor, there is one thing I want to report to the emperor."
"what's up?"
"Just..."
At the Yikun Palace on the other side, Nan Yan took off her clothes. Fortunately, the rain outside was not heavy and did not completely wet her, except that her hair was a little wet.
Aunt Tongyun gave her a towel to wipe her off, and she made a strong bowl of soup.
However, before drinking it, Nan Yan sneezed out several times.
"Snee--"
Aunt Tongyun said worriedly: "Look, I really caught a cold."
"..."
"Nowadays, the harem is already a troubled time. The empress must take care of herself."
Nan Yan gave a wry smile, took the soup, and drank it.
Yeah, eventful autumn.
I just don't know, when those things will fall on me.