The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 401 The Emperor's Harem Is Empty
That night, Ye Feiwan didn't know when he fell asleep.

It's just that when she woke up, she was still leaning in Feng Qing's arms, and his hand was holding her all the time, and the two of them maintained this movement for the whole night?

Ye Feiwan was filled with surprise.

Sensing her movement, Feng Qing's voice sounded from above his head almost immediately: "Are you awake?"

Ye Feiwan paused, then nodded, "Yeah." His voice was still hoarse after he just woke up.

Feng Qing chuckled: "At this age last night, I finished guarding for you, and I have never been lazy."

Ye Feiwan raised her head from Feng Qing's arms, and saw his almost perfect jaw, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her eyes were obviously tired, which proved that what he said was true.

Feng Qing let her go, lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, but when he saw her lips, his eyes became darker: "I've been guarding all night, so it's not too much to ask for some reward?"

"What... um!" Before Ye Feiwan could ask back, Feng Qing had already pressed down, and the kiss was gently caressed. It was different from last night's light tasting, but instead added a bit of desire to the deepest point of love, savoring it over and over again Looking at the beauty on her lips.

He didn't let go of her until Ye Feiwan's breathing was a little rough, looking at her blushing cheeks and said helplessly, "Don't you know how to breathe through your nose?"

Ye Feiwan: "..."

"That's all." Seeming helpless, Feng Qing shook her head and got off the bed first.

Soon Suyun brought a group of palace servants in with copper basins and waited for them to wash.

After breakfast, Ye Feiwan looked at the man who was still staying in Jiuhua Palace, and paused: "Aren't you going to the Imperial Study?"

Feng Qing wanted to ask her what plans she had for today, but when she asked her so eagerly, her heart froze, and she said after a while, "Why should I go to the imperial study?"

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment, and wanted to respond to Gao Feng that even if he took a rest, he would spend most of his time in the imperial study. It can be seen that his expression was not good, so he finally took this sentence back with interest, and said: "I thought . . . you have work to do."

"Today is the first day of the first lunar month." Feng Qing reminded with a frown, but when she saw her face, her tone became lighter, "Don't you want to be like an ordinary couple? What should an ordinary couple do today?"

Ye Feiwan thought about it seriously: "Say New Year's greetings."

It's just a pity that Feng Qing has no elders, and she... has no elders either.

Feng Qing frowned: "Except for this."

"Then it's gone," Ye Feiwan said, "These few days in Japan are rare leisure days."

"Are you free?" Feng Qing murmured, but suddenly thought of something, looked at her, "Why don't you go to the courtyard and play pot throwing?"

"What?" Ye Feiwan was surprised, and then frowned, "How can you say that you are the emperor, how can you be so unstable..."

"When you went to play with Feng Jiucheng, did you ever think about being unsteady?" Feng Qing Youyou interrupted her.

"..." Ye Feiwan fell silent.

Feng Qing was satisfied, she raised her hand to call Eunuch Li in, and gave orders.

Suyun was always clever, had already taken the cloak at the side, and wanted to go forward to put it on Ye Feiwan, but before she stepped forward, the cloak had already been taken by a big hand.

Feng Qing received it very naturally, and then with a wave of his long arm, the cloak was already draped over Ye Feiwan's shoulders, wrapping her thin shoulders, and he frowned: "Eat more in the future, why are you so thin?" ?”

Ye Feiwan rubbed the snow-white fleece collar next to her cheek, but did not respond.

On the contrary, Suyun behind him smiled softly, the emperor really loves Miss Ye.

Eunuch Li moved very quickly, but he came in after a while and said that the pitching pot had been set.

It wasn't until Ye Feiwan and the two went out that they realized that it was really decent. Feng Qing should be satisfied, and even raised her hand in a good mood: "Not bad, thank you."

Eunuch Li was flattered and bowed in surprise again and again.

Feng Qing had already taken the arrow that had been removed all the time, and casually held it in his hand, looking at Ye Feiwan: "How did Feng Jiucheng cast?" He seemed to ask casually, but the hand holding the arrow was a little harder.

Ye Feiwan recalled carefully: "He seemed out of shape that day, and repeatedly missed shots."

Feng Qing glanced at her: "You remember clearly."

Ye Feiwan was helpless: "The emperor asked first, and I answered."

Feng Qing frowned, and after a while, she suddenly pointed to the porcelain pot with the smallest mouth in the farthest distance and said, "If I hit that pot, you will agree to one condition, how about it?"

"What?" Ye Feiwan was surprised.

The arrow in Feng Qing's hand was already out of his hand, and with a "pop", it entered the body of the pot with incomparable precision.

He turned to look at her: "My condition is that you don't call me 'emperor' again."

Although she emphasized it again and again, she always seemed to not take it to heart.

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and picked up an arrow the next moment: "If I hit a pot, do you have to agree to my condition?"

Feng Qing nodded: "Naturally."

Ye Feiwan smiled, looked at the mouths of the large and small bottles, let out a breath, and threw the arrow.

The body of the arrow rubbed against the spout of the pot, crooked, and actually hit the target.

Ye Feiwan's eyes lit up.

Feng Qing looked at the star-like light in her eyes, his eyes sank, and his heart moved slightly: "What conditions do you have?" He even thought, not to mention one, but a hundred or a thousand.

Ye Feiwan thought about it seriously: "I still haven't thought about it, how about saving it with the one from last night?"

Feng Qing looked at her: "If you continue to save in the future, I'm afraid you will become my biggest creditor."

Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes and smiled, but didn't make another sound.

"It's yours." Feng Qing finally said, he couldn't refuse her more and more.

Ye Feiwan's long eyelashes trembled slightly to hide the soreness in his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, he was as usual.

……

In the past three days of Xiumu, Feng Qing has never been to the Imperial Study Room once.

Even the Hall of Mental Cultivation is seldom entered, and most of the time, they stay in the Hall of Nine Flowers, sitting beside Ye Feiwan.

Occasionally he would take out some scriptures and he would read them to her.

The warmth of the two is rare.

It's just that when people are resting, the days always go by very quickly.

Three days have passed, and Feng Qing will eventually return to the court.

Early this morning, Feng Qing went to court.Ye Feiwan sat in front of the bronze mirror, while Ren Suyun combed her hair, holding the cat in her hands, stroking it every now and then.

That cat always loved to nest on Ye Feiwan's lap. Whenever Feng Qing saw it, she would pick up the little thing and throw it aside. with.

Now that he is not here, she just comforted the little thing.

"Girl, how about I give you this look today?" Suyun asked in a low voice while holding a flying butterfly golden step.

Ye Feiwan just nodded casually.

Su Yun smiled: "Girls have a lot of jewelry, and they don't wear the same kind of jewelry every day. I'm afraid they won't be able to wear them all for a few years."

"Yes." Ye Feiwan nodded.

Suyun continued: "That's because the emperor loves the girl."

Ye Feiwan paused, stretched out his hand to stroke Jin Buyao's hair: "Suyun, tell me, what else does this palace lack?"

Su Yun was puzzled: "What's missing?"

Ye Feiwan paused for a moment: "The emperor's harem is a little empty."

(End of this chapter)