Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 210 Fall Out of Favor
The air is slightly cold, with a faint fragrance.

Walking through the misty waterside pavilion, Nan Si looked calm, with soft brows, and walked out of the mansion alone under an umbrella in the drizzle.

From the depths of the bustling street, the melodious and melodious sound of the piano is heard, with a thousand twists and turns.

Nan Si stopped in front of the door for a moment, her brows and eyes were slightly closed, and she hid the complicated look in her eyes, she stepped into the carriage parked outside the mansion, closed her umbrella, and opened the curtain to enter.

The carriage drove all the way to the palace.

Nan Si closed her eyes and leaned on the soft couch in the car, her plain white hands caressed her heart gently, as if the sense of emptiness from another world slowly revived, as if she was pulling away her emotions and desires little by little.

Sighing lightly, Nan Si's brows became a little irritable and tired.

Feeling out of control sucks, and she doesn't like it at all.

The boy in the dream overlapped with the person in reality, evoking a special emotion in her heart that had been silent for a long time.

For that person, whether influenced by her natural destiny or not, she was always unable to be ruthless.

Nan Si actually hated herself.

But this kind of resentment didn't play any more role than making her laugh at herself and make her powerless.

After lunch, the young emperor, dressed in a loose robe, relaxed his body and reclined in front of the brocade couch, watching the drizzle outside the window.

Standing aside, Pei Hai almost turned his hair gray.

"Your Majesty." He said, persuading carefully, "You have eaten too little food these days, if you let Nan Xiang know..."

I didn't eat breakfast, but only had two bites for lunch.

Yes, no exaggeration.

Only took two bites.

Not one more bite.

A table of dazzling meals, how they were served, and how they were removed.

Pei Hai couldn't help but want to kneel down and beg the emperor several times.

"I'm not hungry." Cang Hanyu's voice was light, "You don't need to tell Nan Si."

He didn't intend to use bitter tricks to win her sympathy.

Pei Hai frowned: "Even if Nan Xiang doesn't know, if the emperor continues like this, the dragon body may not be able to bear it."

Cang Hanyu raised his hand, propped his forehead with his slender fingers, covered his mouth and let out a low cough.

"Your Majesty?" Pei Hai worried, looking at him nervously, "Is the Emperor unwell? Did you send the imperial physician to come and see?"

"No need." Cang Hanyu took a deep breath, got up and walked outside, "Follow me to the imperial garden."

Qing Juan's indifferent eyebrows and eyes are a little more cold than before, and also a little more lonely, giving people a sense of precious alienation that is difficult to get close to.

Pei Hai hastily opened an umbrella to follow.

It's raining outside.

At the entrance of the imperial garden, Cang Hanyu walked slowly with his hands behind his back, Pei Hai followed beside him holding an umbrella, and tried his best to hold the umbrella above the emperor's head, for fear that the light rain would wet the emperor's hair and dragon robe, and catch the wind and cold.

Although it is warm spring and early summer, and the emperor is a martial arts practitioner, he will not get sick when exposed to a little rain. It is conceivable that the emperor has not eaten much these days and has seriously lacked sleep. Now his body is really unbearable. Wind and rain.

The imperial garden is very large, and all kinds of flowers are blooming very well this season.

Cang Hanyu walked aimlessly along the winding path, and soon came to a peony garden, where a large number of peony flowers were in full bloom, colorful and colorful, as if they were about to bloom all the fragrance in the world.

The eight court ladies followed from afar, not daring to get too close.

Cang Hanyu stopped and stared at the beautiful scenery in front of him expressionlessly. His tall and tall body seemed to be getting thinner, his face was cold and lonely, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and all kinds of emotions were layered on top of each other like waves surging.

(End of this chapter)