Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 803

There were maidservants coming in with snacks, Emperor Feng Yuan stretched out his hand and pushed the plate to Feng Nuanyang: "Come, eat more."

Feng Nuanyang held a piece of Snow Jade Osmanthus Cake in his hand, just after he took a bite, the dessert melted in his mouth, and his mouth was full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Sure enough, it is the imperial chef. After all these years, it is still so delicious. Feng Nuanyang's brows and eyes were filled with happiness, and when her eyes touched the full dishes on the table, she frowned: "Uncle Huang, there are too many of these, I eat them." No, don't let them go."

Emperor Feng Yuan frowned slightly, disapproving, looking at her protruding belly: "You are two people now, eat more."

The joy in his eyes could not be concealed, and his obviously quiet and old face was also full of energy at this moment.

Feng Nuanyang rubbed his stomach, pouted and said: "He doesn't know yet, I'll be fine if I'm full, these are too sweet, it's okay to eat a few pieces, but if I eat too much, I'll feel sick."

That's right, Emperor Feng Yuan suddenly realized, and quickly ordered not to let go.

The two sat together and chatted a lot, these years, these things...

Ever since Emperor Fengyuan knew that his only niece had been burned to death, he had always had a stalk in his heart. Now that his niece is fine, he was somewhat relieved.

"Uncle, pack these for me." Feng Nuanyang rubbed his stomach, already full, but these snacks are really delicious, and Yuanbao is at home, so she brought some for him.

Emperor Feng Yuan was a little funny: "I like to eat, and I will often go to the palace in the future. Uncle will ask them to make it for you."

"Uncle is the best." Feng Nuanyang narrowed his eyes and said with joy, "However, wrap these up for me first."

Emperor Feng Yuan shook his head helplessly, and ordered someone to bring a food box.

After eating and drinking enough, Feng Nuanyang helped Emperor Feng Yuan go to the back garden. The garden was full of flowers, the scent of flowers was tangy, and the air was very fresh.

Emperor Feng Yuan didn't want to be disturbed, so he directly ordered the servants to guard the door, and the two sat together in the pavilion.

Feng Nuanyang glanced at this old man, his eyes were always filled with sadness, even if she came back, he was happy, but the sadness could not go away.

She took out a long life lock from her bosom to play with, it was made of jade, dripping emerald, with lifelike dragons carved on it.

"This is?" Emperor Feng Yuan was a little excited, staring blankly at the jade lock. Although he didn't like that child, it was his grandson after all. I also served snacks, specially chose a pattern, ordered someone to make it, and then gave it to that child as a birthday present.

Feng Nuanyang passed the things over: "Uncle Huang, when will you go to the palace and sit down, and Nuanyang will entertain you."

She carefully looked left and right, with vigilance in her eyes, Emperor Feng Yuan carefully looked at the things in his hands, seeing Nuan Yang's appearance, he responded: "Alright."

The two of them didn't chat much. Today, Emperor Feng Yuan always had a smile on his lips.

Concubine Qing was leaning on the couch, and the girl beside her was feeding her grapes.

Hearing the guard's report, she raised her eyebrows, a little disbelieving: "That's all we talked about?" In her opinion, how could Feng Nuanyang not mention the war when he came back from Ming Qianjue?
"That's all." The guard cupped his hands and reported.

Concubine Qing waved her hand: "Go down."

She stood up directly and went back to the inner room, stretched out her hand to untie her clothes, her heart was always filled with anger, she couldn't vent, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Suddenly a big hand hooked her waist, and then hugged her from behind.

(End of this chapter)