After the lazy emperor

Zhumei lifted the curtain, helped Feng Ning to get off the carriage, the purple smoke scattered flower skirt swayed layers of ripples, and stepped on the stone steps with the skirt, Feng Ning frowned involuntarily. Recently, her body seemed to be getting more and more sleepy and tired , Occasionally, the movement is a little bigger, and the head will produce brief dizziness.

"Master, are you alright?" The person holding the hand stopped walking, his face was a little pale, Zhumei asked worriedly, but saw the master waved his hand gently, and stepped over the high threshold.

The butler greeted him respectfully, and said politely, "Miss, you are back."

Feng Ning felt that her breath was slightly uncomfortable, she gently stroked her chest that seemed to be blocked, and said: "Is Xiangye back?"

"I'm back, and I'm having a banquet in the flower hall."

While talking, he was already outside the flower hall, a few laughs came out, Feng Ning couldn't help wondering who made his father so happy, he walked lightly, and appeared at the door, "Father, you are back."

Nalan Qinghong stood up together with the guest, and listened to him say: "You see, this man really can't bear to talk about it. He was just talking, but now he's back."

Because it was the prime minister's mansion, Feng Ning did not allow Nalan Qinghong to kowtow to him three times and nine times. It took him a long time for his stubborn thoughts to make such a small change in him. He entered the flower hall and heard his words in vain With a worried look, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you, why is your face so pale?"

Feng Ning gently touched her cheek with her hand, feeling a little strangely cold, and smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I'm afraid I'm tired after staying outside for a long time." She leaned over and looked at the person standing beside her. , from the very beginning of his appearance, his gaze never moved away from his body, "Second Highness, why are you free to visit today?"

Nalan Qinghong could hear the difference in his words, and he understood his daughter's temperament very well. The awkwardness of the atmosphere made him speak with Qingfeng, "The Second Highness is about to go back to Dian Ye, and I am here to say goodbye to you today." This is his ideal choice for a good son-in-law, but it is a pity that the sky will not fulfill his wish, and Ning'er will not fulfill his wish, and the ruthless Majesty will not fulfill his wish.

"His Highness Lao Er is thinking about it." The corners of his lips lifted slightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

Nalan Qinghong said: "I still have some things to do, let's talk slowly."

Frowning slightly, Feng Ning knew that her father had a very good impression of Ye Qingfeng this night. Given the regretful expression when he mentioned this person in front of her, intentionally or unintentionally, it was not difficult to guess what his father was thinking. , Feng Ning said: "The peach blossoms in the garden are blooming beautifully, I wonder if His Highness the Second Highness would be interested in accompanying Feng Ning for a visit?"

She invited her out of the mouth, indicating that she did not hate her own existence, and with sentimental joy in her heart, she cupped her hands and said: "It is better to obey my orders than to be so respectful."

The east wind brings warmth, and the colors of the garden are full of colors. Although they are not comparable to the exotic flowers in the imperial garden, the green willows and pinks that greet the eyes will still make people feel comfortable and refreshing.

There was a slight smile on the woman's lips, as pure as the water in the deep pool, and she looked like two people who looked fierce and intimidating at the banquet that night. Usually when we meet.

The woman walking in front to admire the flowers has a slightly pale complexion, but she has an elegant jade face, overflowing with a temperament as clear as the moon, and a pair of phoenix eyes that turn slightly with each step, as bright and clear as a thousand-year-old clear water, the moments that flow from time to time , exuding the light of wisdom and intelligence, her body is as delicate as a willow in the wind, but she does not have a fairy charm that has passed away from the world. Such a woman, he can remember it in his heart, and Emperor Yushuo's sharp blue eyes are naturally indescribable. May ignore her presence.

Her excellence and specialness are the dream of every man in the world who knows how to appreciate her. He is so lucky to be able to spend his life with her. However, God did not give him this opportunity. The words are casual and bold, and I am afraid that the two have known each other for a long time, so when they first met in the imperial garden that day, Emperor Yu Shuo would suddenly appear in the rain. He was full of anger, that's why he ordered her to stay in the Yunran Palace and not go out, but she also considerately accepted it without refusing to refute his face.

She can't be blamed for warning herself to put away her delusions. Since the two of them are in love with each other, it's the turn of others to intervene, and it's not a bad thing to forbid one's wishful thinking. In the eyes, not far away, the silk sash brushed the dike, but she heard her say in vain: "I don't know where the human face is going, and the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze."

Standing side by side with her, the close distance made him feel even more emotional, "Fengning, can I still call you that?"

Sleeves rolled up and hands raised, two pink peach blossom petals fell on the palm, "Isn't the Second Highness calling you that?"

Calling her Feng Ning instead of Empress, she just wanted to make the illusory dream come true, and a shy smile appeared on her handsome face, "Actually, you don't have to be so polite with me."

"Your Highness is a guest, Feng Ning is the host, and your Highness represents the entire Dian Ye, and since Feng Ning is the empress, she represents the entire Yushuo Dynasty. In this way, how dare you be rude to treat guests, and the Second Highness is here , Feng Ning can't be negligent."

The words with a slight smile, showing a faint but unquestionable alienation, clearly expressed their respective positions, squinting at her slow-moving figure, at this moment, what should I say? "I'm going to leave tomorrow night, tell me, do we still have a chance to meet?"

The lost voice rang in her ears, Feng Ning paused her steps slightly and leaned over, looking straight at Ye Qingfeng's slightly melancholy face, for a moment, she was a little absent-minded, different from Zi Yuqi's self-improvement and domineering, Ye Qingfeng Feng has the freshness and elegance of an ancient man, just like a beautiful ink painting. Although there are no ripples in his heart, he has an aura that makes people can't bear to move his eyes. "The Second Highness is alive, Feng Ning is not dead. We will meet each other." For such a man he admired so much, Feng Ning couldn't bear to be cruel, a few strands of blue hair blown by the breeze brushed past his ears, and the pale white clothes were faintly visible.

Ye Qingfeng heard the words, and lightly raised the corners of her lips. She didn't let herself down, but she didn't give herself hope either. Such a smart Nalan Fengning kept up with her walking rhythm, "I will leave tomorrow, I don't know why See you later." As he spoke, he broke off a peach branch and handed it to Feng Ning, "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, Feng Ning would like to keep it as a souvenir?"

The meaning of the words is not in vain to get acquainted, stroke the blue hair from the face to the back of the ear, and take the peach branch in Ye Qingfeng's hand, eyebrows curved like silver moons, "Ye Qingfeng, maybe we can ignore the world and become the best confidants Friends." Since she recognized the identity of the empress, her behavior is related to the state.

Finally, I can hear some sincerity in her words, but this is enough, whether it is a confidant or a friend, Nalan Fengning, you are the knot in my heart, maybe one day you will be relieved automatically, or maybe it will be settled for a lifetime , "Since we are friends, then I don't want to hear the words Second Highness from you again."

Yan Ran chuckled, her eyes drifted to the silk ribbons swaying in the wind, and the floating flowers and leaves in the air swirled and fell gently, filled with a faint scent of flowers.