Chapter 1202: He won't come!

Passing a corner, suddenly, a person ran into him.
"Damn!"
The man was caught off guard and fell straight down.
Zhu Feng frowned immediately and looked down at the dark figure. He heard the voice very soft, she was a woman.
Duke Yu, who followed hurriedly ran forward: "The emperor, what's the matter?"
The lantern in his hand flickered, illuminating the figure on the ground.
"you are--"
Zhu Feng looked through the light, and a slender figure fell to the ground, covering her ankles with her hands. When she heard Duke Yu's voice, she raised her head, revealing a fair and pretty face.
This woman is only in her twenties, with a melon seed face as white as jade, raw willow eyebrows and starry eyes, pink face with spring, although she is not extremely gorgeous, but her eyebrows are supple, her expression is pitiful, and she is a bit moving.
"You are---Concubine Empress!"
Father Yu was taken aback, and said, "Manny Kang, why are you here?"
It was no one else who fell to the ground, it was Kang Bing Feng Qianyan who had just been canonized a few days ago.
"I--"
She was about to say something, with a painful expression on her face, frowned and lowered her head, and said softly: "The concubine collided with the emperor, the emperor forgive me."
"..."
Zhu Feng frowned and looked at her.
Kang Bi, who seems to be Feng Qianyan, is the jewel in the hand of Feng Guangyu, the Qing dynasty of Hongfu Temple. He was canonized only a few days ago. However, except for meeting one person during the canonization, Zhu Feng almost never saw her in the harem, so he didn't see her very much. .
Zhu Feng said: "Why are you here?"
Feng Qianyan was still sitting on the ground, lowered her head and said softly: "I heard that the concubine empress left the cold palace and returned to Yikun Palace. The concubine had just entered the palace and had no chance to greet the empress, so I came here today."
"Oh?"
"However, my concubine just went the wrong way. By the time I walked to Yikun Palace, it was too late. I thought that my concubine would not disturb my mother’s rest, so I planned to go back. But I didn’t expect that she would collide with the emperor here, please, the emperor. Forgive me."
Zhu Feng glanced at her before saying, "That's it."
"..."
"Since you are here to salute the concubine, it's nothing. Get up."
"Yes, Emperor Xie."
Feng Qianyan was about to stand up from the ground, but she just got together, suddenly her feet softened, and the whole person fell again. Zhu Feng hurriedly reached out and held her.
"what happened?"
"The emperor, the emperor," Feng Qianyan said with a frightened and panicked expression on his face. With the pain, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and said: "The emperor forgive me, my concubine seems to have twisted an ankle."
Zhu Feng frowned and looked down.
Sure enough, her ankles exposed outside the skirt, twisted at a strange angle, can be seen clearly under the light, and they are already visibly swollen.
She also wanted to try to stand up, but her ankle was injured and she couldn't move at all. She just stood for a while and she was so painful that tears were streaming out.
Also more and more at a loss.
Zhu Feng let out a heavy sigh, then reached out and hugged her up.
Feng Qianyan was caught off guard, and was picked up by Zhu Feng all of a sudden. She turned her head and looked at Zhu Feng, with tears in her eyes. At this time, she kept flashing, as if countless stars were surging in her eyes.
She whispered softly: "The emperor..."
Zhu Feng said: "Which palace do you live in?"
"Concubine, the concubine lives in—"
Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she stammered and couldn't even speak clearly. The Yugonggong behind her said, "The emperor, Empress Kang is in Jianfu Palace."
Zhu Feng listened and didn't say anything, so he held her and walked forward.
Grandpa Yu looked back at the Yikun Palace not far behind him. He couldn't do it for a while, so he hurriedly followed with the lantern.
Zhu Feng's tall shoulders blocked the light from the swaying lantern in Grandpa Yu's hand behind him, flashing and flashing, but it was all reflected in Feng Qianyan's eyes.
In her eyes, what is indeterminate is sudden joy and unbelievable happiness.
Close to the wide chest, she felt a strangeness, but it was so nostalgic, and she even wanted to indulge in the aura surrounding her, she cautiously lowered her head, and gently rubbed his chest with her cheeks.
And his chest was thunderous.


In Yikun Palace, Nan Yan was lying by the window, watching the night outside.
It's late.
When it was still broad daylight today, Zhu Feng ran in and proclaimed adultery to her day-to-day. Although she left helplessly later, she calmed him down and told him that she would wait for him.
However, from dawn to dusk, from dusk to dusk.
He hasn't come yet.
Is it so busy that you have forgotten yourself?
She wanted Ran Xiaoyu to go to the Imperial Study Room, but she was embarrassed, not to mention that Ran Xiaoyu would definitely want to laugh at her strangely. Just because of this incident, she seemed too frivolous, as if she was hungry and thirsty.
Still, wait and see.
She continued to lie on the windowsill, resting her chin on her arm, looking at the darkness outside.
But he didn't realize that when she saw her "looking through the autumn water" like this, Ran Xiaoyu had sneaked out long ago, planning to go to the Imperial Study Room for a look.
After a while, Ran Xiaoyu walked back from the outside with an iron face.
With a bang, the door was pushed open and closed again.
"Xiaoyu?"
Nan Yan noticed that she had gone out and came back, and said, "Where have you been? Why did you run into Ye Wei with an angry face?"
Worse than meeting Ye Wei!
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her waiting so stupidly, and walked over and said: "Manny, go to bed early, the slave and maidservant will serve you to sleep."
Nan Yan said: "But, the emperor is coming. I want to wait for him."
"Don't wait!"
Ran Xiaoyu didn't fight with anger: "He won't come anymore!"
"what?"
Seeing her angry look and hearing her words again, Nan Yan frowned and said, "What's the matter? Why won't he come? Is something wrong?"
Thinking of the scene that he had just seen outside, Ran Xiaoyu's teeth clenched and said, "Your Majesty, he, holding other empresses, went to another palace!"
"...!"
"Niang, don't wait!"
"...!"
Nan Yan widened her eyes suddenly and looked at her in disbelief. The candlestick on the table seemed to have sensed something. The candlelight was constantly swaying, reflecting in her eyes, her gaze was even more fragile and blank.
She stood up with the window frame and stared at Ran Xiaoyu's eyes: "What did you say?"
Ran Xiaoyu said: "What kind of madam Kang you just outside, she broke her foot, and the emperor hugged her and left!"
"..."
"I saw it with my own eyes!"
Having said this, Ran Xiaoyu gritted his teeth tightly, as if wishing to tear off a piece of meat from someone, and said fiercely: "He won't come!"
"..."
Nan Yan was silent for a while.
But slowly, he sat back by the window.