happy little emperor

Chapter 34 Maybe the prince has a special hobby

Chapter 34 Maybe the prince has a special hobby
Yan Yu frowned, and asked Xiao Anzi, "Why are these people still here?"

"Er... this..." Before Xiao Anzi could think of what to say, Hong Yan had already stepped forward, knelt on the ground with her hands on her chest, and said pitifully, "Why do you want to Chase Hongyan away? Hongyan and others are born with bad fate, once they enter the palace, they will be born as His Majesty's people and die as His Majesty's ghosts, how can His Majesty drive away slaves?"

As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and began to cry.

Such a group of big men cry more pitifully than women!Yan Yu seemed to have felt the troubles of the emperor in the Gongdou drama for the first time. Sure enough, having too many concubines is not a good thing.

"Stop, stop!" Yan Yu felt his head was about to burst from crying, and frowned, "Since you don't want to leave the palace, then..."

Hongyan and the others immediately looked at her with hope.

Yan Yu waved his hand: "Then stay."

Anyway, her Purple Dragon Palace is also very deserted, maybe this Feng Junqian just lost face for a while, so he didn't want these people, and he changed his mind after a while?
Hong Yan and the others wept with joy: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Yu lowered his voice and said, "Hey, let me tell you, if the regent clearly likes men, but shows resistance to you, what's the matter?"

Hongyan was still clutching her chest, and she was still not breathing well after being beaten by Feng Junqian. Now when she heard Yan Yu's words, she showed a confident smile on her face: "Your Majesty's words can be regarded as asking the right person. Oh, this man's mind, I can't be more clear about it!"

Yan Yu blinked: "Hurry up!"

"If Your Majesty is sure that he is really interested in men but not satisfied with the slaves, then there are only two possibilities." Hong Yan raised two tender fingers and said softly, "This one is just pretending, slaves." They are all the top names in the brothel, those officials and elders, the favorites are naturally the slaves, but the slaves are not on the stage after all, and most of them will not admit it on the surface, and the regent throne is high, so it’s okay if they don’t want to face it normal."

Yan Yu nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense!"

"These two," Hong Yan covered her mouth and smiled shyly: "Probably, the prince has a special hobby."

"Special hobbies?" Yan Yu blinked his big eyes curiously: "What's special?"

Hongyan said delicately: "In the relationship between men, some like to be men, but some like to be women."

As he spoke, he glanced back at his "sisters", and continued: "The slaves are all women, maybe the prince is also..."

Needless to say, everyone understands what follows.

Yan Yu's whole body trembled, and he suddenly felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Feng Junqian, that iceberg-like cold-faced god, seems to be a man of high spirits, but there is actually a little prince living in his heart? !
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"My lord, this is the guest list for your birthday banquet tomorrow, please have a look at it." Ru Yi sent a brochure.

Feng Junqian didn't raise his eyelids: "Yes."

Ruyi struggled for a while, but still asked, "Then, is it true that your Majesty will not be present? After all, your Majesty has already said in front of the officials that he will personally celebrate the prince's birthday. There will be speculation."

Feng Junqian lifted his lips coldly, with a slight mockery: "What can they guess? It's just a little thought to come and go, let them guess, this king will see if they can What kind of storm is caused?"

Ruyi responded: "Yes, it's just..."

(End of this chapter)

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