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

Chapter 535 I Want Your Person

The mother and son were playing and laughing in the room, but An Ru exclaimed anxiously outside the room: "My lord, my lord, you can't go in, you can't go in!"

Surprised, Ye Xiaoxiao hugged her son into her arms, then raised her head and stared at the door.

The door of the room was pushed open, Feng Yiran stood quietly at the door, with her hands behind her back, her warm eyes looked at the mother and son in the room, An Ru and Yun Qi pulled Feng Yiran's golden robe one by one, with Crying: "My lord, thousand years old, you can't go in, you can't go in!"

Feng Yiran glanced coldly at the people on the left and right, and with a sharp shake, the two of them were thrown into the yard, lying on the ground, struggling for a long time without getting up.

Ye Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, and lightly ordered: "You all step back!"

Anru endured the pain and looked at his young lady, seeing that His Highness was still sitting in his arms, then gritted his teeth and slowly got up, supported Yun Qi, and the two of them retreated slowly with the others.

Feng Yiran didn't lift his legs until all the people had left, walked into the bedroom, and closed the door smoothly. While adjusting his sleeves, he slowly leaned over, his dark eyes stared at him without blinking. A woman's face with a disgusting smile on her face.

Ye Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly, and leaned her son into her arms. Roubaozi tightly grasped her mother's skirt, and looked up at the man's face vigilantly.

"I heard that you brought soldiers and horses into the Xuanzheng Hall? You are so brave!"

Feng Yiran looked down at Roubaozi's serious face, but Ye Xiaoxiao quickly pulled her son into her arms, while she still stared coldly at the person in front of her.

The atmosphere became very depressing in an instant, the man looked down from top to bottom, his dark eyes were gloomy, cold and strong, no longer the slightest gentleness of the past.

"Yes, and the king's soldiers and horses are stationed for more than [-] miles along the way, as long as the people around have the slightest disturbance..."

Feng Yiran glanced at Ye Xiaoxiao, and then smiled slightly: "This king knows everything about it."

The little woman frowned, she didn't move because she was guarding against Feng Yiran's move, and as expected, the soldiers in this man's hands were not only a few men in black in the palace.

"Yuyan, should you call me an uncle?"

Rou Baozi frowned, looked up at his mother, Ye Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and rubbed his son's head: "Yes, it's the emperor's uncle. Didn't the emperor help the mother's queen? Yuyan, do you still remember?"

Feng Yuyan's face became a little stiff, she was the queen mother of this gang when she confessed with blood, but now...

Roubaozi gritted his teeth, thought twice, and turned around to call out respectfully, "Uncle Four."

Feng Yiran smiled in satisfaction, glanced at Ye Xiaoxiao, reached out and hugged the meat bun tightly in her arms.

Yuanben hugged her tightly, but in an instant her flesh was rolling and her warm body disappeared from her embrace. Ye Xiaoxiao's expression changed, and she couldn't help looking up at Feng Yiran.

The man was looking at Feng Yuyan, but she could feel this man's peripheral vision falling on her body, scanning every expression on her face like a poisonous snake.

"Yuyan, do you like riding horses? How about uncle Huang taking you to ride horses tomorrow?"

"The master said to let Yu Yan read and write more."

"Well, it's also good to be able to read and write, so that our Yuyan can become a generation of Mingjun, but as an emperor, it's not enough to just be able to read and write. You also need to be good at fighting, just like your father."

Rou Baozi nodded, and wanted to struggle to get down, but was hugged tightly by Feng Yiran. He looked at Ye Xiaoxiao lightly, and said with a smile: "It does look like the emperor, but we are all brothers..." Said Quietly looking at Roubaozi's face with closed eyes: "There should be some places that look like this king."

"Oh, King Muyang is really good at joking. He has only heard of his nephew Uncle Xiao, but he hasn't heard of his nephew Uncle Xiao."

Feng Yiran pinched Roubaozi's face indifferently, and said lightly, "If it's our son, wouldn't he be like the king?"

For a moment, a gloomy and cold atmosphere dispersed, as if the north wind howling outside the house had penetrated the wall and filled every corner of the house.

Ye Xiaoxiao's every nerve was tense, but he still put on a calm look on his face, not even blinking his eyelids.

There was silence in the room, and she didn't want to answer any questions about this.

After waiting for a while, Feng Yiran frowned and didn't hear the answer she wanted. She simply put the meat bun on her shoulder and turned to leave.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but stood up suddenly, Feng Yiran just carried the meat bun, Feng Yuyan tightly pursed her mouth, without saying a word, her fleshy claws firmly grasped men's clothes.

Walking out of the house a few steps, looking at Wei Youting who was quietly waiting at the end of the yard, Feng Yiran walked over, flung the meat bun into Wei Youting's arms, and then turned around and walked to the door , pulled back Ye Xiaoxiao who had already rushed out, and closed the door tightly.

The little girl bit her lip and stood up slowly, her peach blossom eyes glaring at the person in front of her.

"I am your imperial concubine!"

She almost gritted her teeth and said these words word by word, but Feng Yiran didn't seem to take it seriously, she just walked slowly, gracefully and calmly while arranging her sleeves.

"I know, I don't mind, it's my fault that led to the current situation, but it doesn't matter, I should take responsibility for it, so I don't mind, I don't mind anything..."

"But I don't mind!"

Ye Xiaoxiao turned sideways to take down the saber hanging on the wall, but Feng Yiran dragged him into his arms before her, and held him firmly in his arms.

"Yes, I almost forgot, you know kung fu."

Feng Yiran smiled, stretched out her hand to touch the acupuncture point, and hugged her slender body horizontally.

Ye Xiaoxiao turned pale and turned to stare at the man's face.

"Don't make me hate you!"

"Hate?" Feng Yiran smiled: "It's better to hate than to forget. You said, if we have a child, will you think of me when you see the child's face?"

These words made Ye Xiaoxiao's heart almost sink to the bottom of the valley.

There is no hope, Feng Yiran, you are hopeless...

Outside the house, Wei You stopped and walked around in a hurry. At night, King Muyang left his palace instead of going back, but ran to the Weiyang Palace of the empress. Not to mention, even His Royal Highness was thrown out, this, is this going to sleep here?How can this be a place where a prince can stay overnight? This is the emperor's harem, and all the people living here are the emperor's women!

Wei You stopped jumping up and down in a hurry, and under his feet, Feng Yuyan narrowed his eyes and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and call uncle! Quick!"

(End of this chapter)