The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 501 Tell a Story (2)
Bo Yan's pace is never fast or slow, even though his heart is full of gullies, his face remains calm. He thinks about a hundred things she might be doing, such as flying over the eaves, walking on the walls, climbing on the roof of the house, digging into the bushes... no matter how twists and turns and bizarre Lawlessness would not surprise him.

But Bo Yan never expected that the goal would be like this - Fanhua didn't make a fuss, and fell asleep quietly in the corner of the wall, his small body huddled up, like a poor abandoned kitten Son.

Bo Yan's heart skipped a beat, and those quiet black eyes instantly changed color, revealing hidden anger.

Yuan Chu was worried that Bo Yan would be furious if he saw the kitten sleeping in a corner, so he ordered someone to follow. At this time, the man explained first: "Your Majesty ordered someone to pack up the place to live, but She said she wanted to protect the empress, but no matter how much her subordinates tried to persuade her, she refused to listen, so she wanted to sleep under the window for several nights. Mr. Xiang, please help persuade her not to freeze..."

Bo Yan's brows rarely frowned: "It's not night, why are you still asleep? Could it be that you're sick?"

The man quickly shook his head and explained: "No, absolutely not! The broth rewarded by His Majesty is too comfortable to drink, and when you are full, you...just..."

The man stopped talking, as if to signal Bo Yan, don't you know the virtue of your kitten?Isn't it common to eat and drink enough to sleep?

The corner of Bo Yan's lips twitched for a rare moment, and he only paused for a moment before walking forward.

His footsteps were very light, and when his tall figure fell on the huddled Fanhua, she didn't notice it at all, and she was still sound asleep.

Bo Yan slowly knelt down in front of her, stared at her for a while, then raised his hand to stroke her messy hair, he didn't know if she combed it too much today.

The kitten was vigilant, but his eyes were not opened, but his hands grabbed Bo Yan's hand, and with just one grasp, his tense body relaxed again.

Not to mention opening his eyes, he put Bo Yan's hand on his lips and muttered: "Old Bo Bo, don't make trouble, just sleep..."

Well, I also grind my teeth while sleeping, instead of biting Bo Yan's fingers, I only bite the protruding joints of his fists, not to bite blood, just like dogs like to sleep with their bones hugged, it's okay to bite twice, at least as a memory Think, do not have to worry about sleeping hungry.

It's not true that Bo Yan waved his hands, and it's not true if he didn't wave his hands. The majestic Prime Minister Qin was seen in such a shameful scene, how can he stand up in front of others in the future?
However, in the end, Bo Yan still didn't move her hand, but wrapped Fanhua's small hand with a wide palm, and sat in the corner of the wall, rubbing her cold hands lightly, and asked, "Why are you so frozen? Are you so cold at night?" Cold too?"

Fanhua has a temperament like fire, and he can walk barefoot in the snow in the twelfth lunar month, but recently he has become more and more fragile.

Bo Yan didn't think she was weak, but said she had been wronged - no one could do such a thing, let a thirteen or fourteen year old girl fall asleep in this drafty corridor with her arms in her arms. It's as stiff as ice, and I'm in a trance. Who knows if I'm sleeping or freezing?The pair of tyrants and demon queens in the Palace of Pure Heart were actually hard-hearted!

Once warmed up, the kitten behaved like a good boy, and didn't remember how it argued with Bo Yan a few days ago. It curled up in his arms, buried its head in his chest, and muttered, "It's not cold, but Bo Yan Here, it will be warmer..."

After hearing this ambiguous sentence, Bo Yan's lips parted in an arc, which was different from his usual smile, and even different from his sincerity when he treated the emperor.

He wrapped the kitten in his arms with his wide sleeves, and let her bury her head in a sound sleep, humming continuously because of the warmth and comfort.

The reason why the monarchs and ministers of the Western Qin Dynasty were able to build a huge empire is that there is one thing that others cannot imitate—even at such a warm moment, even the guarding black armored army was moved by their deep affection, but their minds never stopped. Calculated.

The most obedient time for kittens is when they are full and drowsy.If you don't talk in the usual way at this time, I'm really sorry for Bo Yan's temper.

"Why does Your Majesty only reward you with broth?"

Fanhua murmured: "Your Majesty asked them to make it for the beauty. If the beauty likes me, she will give it to me."

"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Bo Yan frowned, "Does Your Majesty know that His Majesty is a vegetarian?"

"Your Majesty is so kind to the beauty, and the broth is delicious..." Fanhua answered irrelevantly.

Bo Yan didn't expect Fanhua to reply, but he was very confused in his heart. During those days when we shared the same bed, how could the empress not know His Majesty's eating and living habits?
Your Majesty can't drink meat, especially when April is approaching, drinking broth is no different from arsenic.Could it be that the empress still has hatred?But since His Majesty gave the soup to Fanhua, he must have known the reason, why didn't he explain the reason to the empress?
No one will give Bo Yan an answer, and he will definitely not ask the emperor, maybe this is a contest between their husband and wife, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

"Don't give me anything to eat..." Bo Yan was worried. If the kitten was more delicious, it would really kill her. One day, if the arsenic was delicious, she would definitely swallow it without hesitation .

Fanhua ignored him, not even humming.

"Aren't you serving the empress personally? Why were you kicked out?" Bo Yan continued to dig down.

Fanhua bit his hand: "Weird people and genius doctors are telling stories to my empress and this beautiful woman. I don't like listening to stories. Don't speak ill of my empress. I'm willing to be kicked out by my empress..."

The ecstasy soup was still being poured, she was frozen like this, and she was still thinking about the unwarranted goodness of the empress.

"Weird...tells stories..." Bo Yan pondered, the words and sentences in Fanhua's mouth somewhat brought out her own vision, and she called everyone at will without asking their names, so who did "weird" refer to?

Fanhua nodded in a daze: "The weirdo... has no hands, oh, one hand..."

It suddenly dawned on Bo Yan that this "weird man" refers to Generalissimo Bai Yue.

His Majesty urgently summoned the marshal to return to the capital in secret, and Bo Yan knew about it, but he went to the palace to meet the emperor for no other reason than to tell the emperor and his empress a story. What kind of story is this, it is worthy of His Majesty and that empress's consideration to listen?
It is indeed a long and long story. Beijun Yaowang has been immersed in that period of time since the early morning, telling all the past with the attitude of the eldest son and grandson of Bai's parents and the only person who witnessed it——

In the 12th year of Longde in the Great Qin Dynasty, the crown princess Bai gave birth to the eldest grandson of the emperor. Emperor Longde loved it very much.The father is more expensive than the son, and the position of the crown prince of Qianhua Emperor, who was the prince at that time, became more and more stable, and the power of the Bai family in Xingyang also flourished.

However, folk legends about Yan's daughter persisted for a long time, and intensified in the 15th year of Longde. There was an uproar.

(End of this chapter)