From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 534
Feng Yiran stared at the little woman on the high platform. No matter how you look at it now, she is the one who is strong, and the one who oppresses others should also be herself, but for some reason, under such a disadvantage, the little woman in front of her can still be strong. Staring at herself quietly, suppressing him with her aura, forcing him, doesn't she know the purpose of his coming back?

Even thinking about it like this, Feng Yiran still nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "This is the first time this king has returned, and I don't know much about the affairs involved, so let's do what your mother said!"

After finishing speaking, they heard a thud behind them, and everyone turned their heads to see that Liu Ke Ge Shizhong had already knelt down on the ground with a limp leg, and his face was even more pale and ugly.

Wang Yizhi also changed his face slightly, he knew that the prince has always been unable to let go of the empress, but he didn't know that the prince would still be like this after everything had come to this point!
Can the power in the queen's hands be obtained?Wang Yizhi began to worry deeply.

After discussing state affairs, everyone retreated, Ye Xiaoxiao went back to Xinuang Pavilion, Feng Yiran followed behind, not far away, until he entered Xinuang Pavilion, he closed the door tightly, walked in slowly, and sat not far away Sitting on the armrest chair, quietly looking at the little girl crouching on the desk to review the papers.

The years have not left too many traces on her, as if the woman in her twenties is still the 14-year-old girl in front of her, but the immature greenness has faded from the eyebrows and eyes, and a little more calm and wise.

The peach blossom eyes are slightly lowered, and the slender eyelashes are very clearly presented in front of the eyes one by one. The soft arc casts a shadow, which is reflected on the dark eyes, like a pool of deep spring suddenly emerging in the depths of the peach forest. It's dark and quiet, bottomless, and the blush at the end of the eyes is the peach blossoms in full bloom in the peach garden. It's brilliant, bright and moving. It's the only hearty color in this deep place, which attracts people to look in more and more. go.

Feng Yiran watched quietly, even if the little father-in-law came in to deliver refreshments, he still watched intently.Ye Xiaoxiao frowned, and gave the man a cold look. Seeing him smiling at her, she took a deep breath, closed the folder, got up and walked out of Xinuang Pavilion.

"Your Majesty..." Wei Youting hastily followed, "My Majesty, where are you going?"

"Go back to Weiyang Palace!"

Ye Xiaoxiao dropped this sentence angrily, and then walked slowly towards the harem.

In the Xinuang Pavilion, the man who was thrown inside frowned, stood up slowly, walked to the desk, and gently stroked Nuo Da's desk.

The desk is covered with all kinds of papers, it seems that no matter when I come here, it looks like this, don't the palace people take care of it, right?
Feng Yiran frowned, stretched out her hand and slowly organized the book case for Ye Xiaoxiao, and after picking up a few sheets of paper, several brush strokes appeared on the clean wooden table, Feng Yiran was taken aback, and quickly pushed away other messy things The paper, took a deep look.

This is a table of bastards, big and small, lying on the table, and because there is no place to draw, they climbed up the side of the desk, on the legs, in short, the place where the pen can be written, are all covered with large and small paintings bastard!

He is very familiar with this style of writing. He has been his classmate for more than ten years, and he can tell whose handwriting it is at a glance.

Xiaoxiao, why did you draw so many bastards on the desk?
Surprised in my heart, but a little happy to myself, drawing a bastard here, isn't it scolding the big emperor brother?However, before the mood of secret joy faded away, a layer of slight annoyance immediately covered her.

The table full was supposed to be scolding bastards, but at this moment it became the biggest irony!

Feng Yiran frowned, and put the paper back calmly, it still covered the table, it looked as if there was nothing wrong with it just now.

Flicking her sleeves, Feng Yiran also turned around slowly, and left Xinuan Pavilion straight away.

After Ye Xiaoxiao returned to Weiyang Palace, she breathed a sigh of relief, An Ru hurriedly brought over a cup of hot tea and a plate of forehead snacks, and Yun Qi stretched out her hand to rub Ye Xiaoxiao's sore forehead.

Both of them grew up with her, so they naturally know that King Muyang still has his own young lady in his heart, after all, the childhood friendship is the feeling that does not involve any other selfishness.

While resting, there was the sound of pattering footsteps at the door, and then Feng Yuyan, the meat bun, rushed in so majesticly. Seeing the person in the palace, he ran over cheerfully and said with a smile: "Mother, stepmother, queen!"

Seeing his son, Ye Xiaoxiao didn't have any troubles anymore, he opened his arms and hugged the meat bun.

"School is over so early?"

Roubaozi nodded: "The Imperial College is on holiday, and soon she will be the Empress Dowager."

Only then did Ye Xiaoxiao remember that Xiaonian is approaching, and after Xiaonian is the real New Year's Eve.

Then there are still many things to prepare during this period. According to the usual practice, there is a palace banquet at the end of each year, and there is also the last palace examination...

Just as she was about to call Lin Lanzhi, she suddenly realized that the case between her and Qin Qingxing had not yet been settled, and she could not be asked to assist in the affairs of the harem. Thinking about Wang Ying, it is said that this woman has been feeling unwell recently and has never been out of the palace gate. Neither of these two concubines could be counted on, and the status of Xiu Yi was not high enough. Looking at it this way, this matter still had to fall on her own head.

Seeing his mother frowning, Rou Baozi couldn't help leaning over, pinching the mother's frowning brows, the warm temperature penetrated along the little man's little fleshy claws, Ye Xiaoxiao immediately let go of her eyebrows, bowed her head and kissed The fleshy face of his own son.

"Queen Mother, if you have anything to do, just leave it to my son. My son is a man, and a man walks the world, regardless of small details, and is not afraid of difficult things!"

Seeing the chubby little man say such serious words with righteous indignation, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then the laughter stopped in summer.

The throne, power, cabinet, Feng Yiran and...

Ye Xiaoxiao frowned. Su Ziyu had already sent people south to investigate. The distance between the north and the south was long, and it was just in time for the Chinese New Year. Presumably there would be no results during this time.

"Yuyan, how about going to the early court with the queen mother after the next year?"

Roubaozi blinked his big eyes and looked at his mother in a very ignorant manner. After a while, the little man nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, as long as the mother is happy."

From Feng Yuyan's point of view, no matter what, as long as the mother is happy, he is willing to do it, because the father is not there, there will always be someone who will come to fight the mother, but it is different in the court, he can know who is in the court Make small moves, and then his chess game can really unfold!
Ye Xiaoxiao rubbed his son's head in relief. He was five years old, younger than he went to the Imperial College, but even so, he was Feng Junran's eldest son!Wanting to erode Feng Junran's rights from her is wishful thinking!

(End of this chapter)