The Handbook of Turning Over the Princess

Chapter 1092 Extra Story: Chonghua Chapter (3)

Pink and white apricot trees with branches can be seen everywhere in the Snow Country Palace.

Feng Yao loves Xinghua very much.

She said that when she met him, it was in March when the apricot blossoms first bloomed.

He doesn't remember anything.

When he woke up, all the memories in his mind became blank.

He doesn't even remember who he is.

All the news he knows now was told by Feng Yao.

He didn't know if those words were true or not.

Feng Yao treated him very well, so far, he still hasn't fully trusted her.

If a person loses all his memories and his life becomes blank, it is such a sad and terrifying thing.

Perhaps, he will never remember the past for the rest of his life.

Seems like that's fine too.

But there is always an inexplicable regret and loss in my heart.

A gust of wind blew, and the apricot blossoms fell, one after another, falling on his hair and robe.

There are some faint pink and white spots on the red robe, which are extremely conspicuous.

"Slave and maid greet the emperor."

Wherever they passed by, the maids knelt down to pay their respects.

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and looked at a court lady kneeling at his feet.

"Raise your head."

The maid's body froze for a moment, as if she was frightened, she slowly raised her head, a bit of panic appeared in her misty eyes.

All the ladies in the palace knew that the emperor was a beautiful man who was rare in the world.

But no one dared to have any crooked thoughts.

There are three thousand beauties in the palace, but none of them are made concubines or concubines.

The emperor is very dedicated to the empress, except for the empress, there is no room for other women in his eyes, let alone drafting a concubine, even if he looks at it, he will not take a second look at anyone.

Besides, the Empress Empress also has a deep affection for the emperor, and even gave him the throne. How many people in the world can achieve such affectionate love?
Under the eyes of the empress, whoever dares to take the emperor's idea, wouldn't they be tired of working?

The palace maid was terrified, her body trembling slightly, her face turned pale.

Chonghua looked down at the maid's delicate face for a few seconds, was silent for a moment, and said, "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

The palace maid replied tremblingly, "Slave...my name is Xiaoyan, she is 17 this year."

"Xiaoyan?" Chonghua recited her name in a low voice, and his confused eyes fell on her familiar brows again, "From now on, I will go to Zhen's imperial study to work as an errand."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, her face showed joy, and she kowtowed to thank the emperor, "This servant kowtows to thank the emperor for his kindness. This servant will definitely do her job well and never let the emperor down."

"En." Chonghua responded lightly, turned and left.

Jinchen Hall.

"Your Highness, the Emperor is here."

in the backyard.

Chen Feng put away the sword in his hand, stepped forward a few steps, half kneeled on the ground to pay respects to Chonghua, "I have seen my father."

Chonghua said warmly, "You were practicing sword just now?"

"Yes." Chen Feng raised his head and glanced at him, his dark eyes were like glass beads with a soft and bright luster.

There was a slight blush on his fair face, and he was sweating profusely after practicing sword for an hour.

Chonghua smiled, helped him up, led him to a side stone table and sat down, "Father, did you bother you?"

Chen Feng shook his head, "No."

His words are seldom, always short one or two words.

Chonghua got used to this way of communication, and he didn't feel lost like Fengyao did. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, smiling, "Wipe the sweat off your face."

(End of this chapter)