The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

    Ye Yang wanted to laugh.

    Although Feng Luan's accent was messy, and it was obvious that he was forced to open a business, this classic line was matched with

    Well, his next goal is to try to assimilate everyone.

    Shen Shaoheng has already been led astray, and many people in the harem speak with the shareholder's taste, but Ye Yang thinks this is not enough, he can still work harder, Manchao Civil and military is his ultimate goal.

    Feng Luan finished saying these words anyway, then paused for a while before recovering, frowned and said to Ye Yang: "If I am still willing to learn foreign languages ​​with you, can you promise me again? one thing?"

    He looked cautious and earnest, Ye Yang hardly thought about it, he just felt that Feng Luan would never harm him, nor would he make any excessive requests, but since his goal was the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, Of course, the sooner he assimilates Feng Luan, the better. Studying sentence by sentence can no longer satisfy him. He wants Feng Luan to learn faster.

    Ye Yang coughed and said, "If you learn ten sentences, I will promise you."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Feng Luan looked very embarrassed.

      I firmly believe that what Feng Luan wants him to do is not important, otherwise Feng Luan will not be so entangled.

    Ye Yang felt more relieved.

    "It's just ten sentences." Ye Yang deliberately provoked him, "The emperor is so smart, he learned it in less than a quarter of an hour."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    "Or... Your Majesty, don't you dare?" Ye Yang stuttered softly, "That's right, if the Emperor was taken away by me, wouldn't it be very embarrassing to say two foreign words in the previous court. "

    Feng Luan: "...Who said I wouldn't dare!"

    Ye Yang blinked his eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to promise?"

    Feng Luan frowned slightly, looked away, and said, "I'll tell you after I return to the palace."

    Another moment passed.

    When the two of them were about to go down the Changji Tower, Feng Luan suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Do you remember that I ordered Kang Ning to prepare an extra set of women's hairpins."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Of course he remembered, he even began to feel distressed for Shen Shaoheng.

    Feng Luan's expression did not change, he just said: "Let's go back to the palace."

    Although Shen Shaoheng was too miserable, he couldn't help watching the excitement. He could not wait to follow Feng Luan back to the palace immediately. When he saw Shen Shaoheng when he went down to the Changji Tower, Ye Yang couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at Shen Shaoheng , Shen Shaoheng was full of inexplicable trouble, and did not understand why Ye Yang looked at him like this.

    All the way back to the palace, Ye Yang was still thinking about whether Shen Shaoheng wearing women's clothes would affect his prestige in the forbidden army, so he said to Feng Luan: "I thought about it, This kind of thing should be kept private."

    Feng Luan looked at him with a slightly ambiguous expression, and said, "Yes."

    Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan and felt something was wrong.

    What does Feng Luan see him doing?

    Didn't Shen Shaoheng wear women's clothes?

    etc.

    Ye Yang groaned in his heart, feeling very wrong.

    This dog emperor also prepared a set for him, right? !

     Jealous when others saw him in women's clothes, felt that he had never seen him, and felt a little disadvantaged. After punishing his subordinates, he naturally had to seek some benefits for himself and give himself a chance to see his sweetheart's women's clothes.

    Ye Yang was full of vigilance and asked, "How many sets of clothes have you prepared?"

    Feng Luan said lightly: "I just prepared an extra set for you."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Sure.

    This dog emperor!

    The carriage had stopped, Ye Yang looked out from the car curtain, and it seemed that the outside had reached his palace.

    Since the forced palace, Feng Luan said that the Changhe Palace was stained with blood, and he felt uneasy living in the Changhe Palace, so he just moved to the Yeyang Palace. , saying that he is not a stupor, and it is impossible to sing every night, but after a few days, he will persevere and climb Ye Yang's bed. He makes various excuses. At first, he said that he could not sleep well by himself. Later, he said that the blanket was too cold to sleep alone. Said he was afraid of the dark.

    Anyway, as long as he can share the bed with Ye Yang, he would have lost face or something.

    In this case, in order to watch Ye Yang wear women's clothes and play some unique fun, of course he can tell some nonsense, and even pull down his face to learn a few irrelevant foreign words, no loss .

    Feng Luan saw that Ye Yang was slightly sullen, but he was not panicked, anyway, he knew that Ye Yang would not treat him, at most, he would play a little temper later, he was not afraid, just laughed with Ye Yang , said: "They have all seen it, I like it very much, I also want to see Concubine Ai's women's clothes."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    The Dog Emperor.

    He just wanted to tease Feng Luan and wanted to hear the real emperor say that classic line, but he didn't expect Feng Luan to be addicted to his concubine, so angry that he gritted his teeth, Before he got off the carriage, he couldn't hold back and gently pushed Feng Luan, scolding, "You faint-hearted monarch."

    Feng Luan was not at all annoyed, just nodded and said, "Concubine Ai is right, I won't go to the office early tomorrow."

    Ye Yang: "…"

     Ye Yang was helpless.

    He really just pretended to be angry, but he was not angry in his heart. Love is a matter of happiness for both parties. The second time, since the day he saw the jealousy on Feng Luan's head skyrocketing, he was already prepared to wear women's clothes again sooner or later.

    "You go to court." Ye Yang muttered softly, "I don't want to be called a demon concubine."

    "No." Feng Luan smiled, "You are the virtuous queen."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Feng Luan led Ye Yang out of the carriage and walked into the palace. Everyone in the palace was already prepared, and Wanjuan looked at Ye Yang with tears in her eyes, making Ye Yang full of trouble Inexplicable, some don't understand what Wanju is moving.

    Until he walked to the edge of the bed, he saw a set of women's clothes neatly placed on it, but it was a phoenix crown, and it looked like a wedding robe, he was a little surprised, he thought that Feng Luan was not enough It's just a random dress that he can wear, but now it doesn't seem to be the case, Ye Yang couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

    Feng Luan whispered behind him and said, "You enter the palace as a servant, and it is difficult for me to marry you again."

    Ye Yang understood.

    There are no extra ceremonies for the servant to enter the palace. It is just to send someone from the womb to pick it up. The big wedding is the emperor marrying the queen. Even if he is promoted to the queen as a servant, he will not There will be this step.

    Ye Yang had no interest in these ceremonies in the first place. It doesn't matter whether he is a servant or a queen, but it's just a fake name, he doesn't care.

    But even so, seeing Feng Luan's careful preparation, he still had an indescribable touch in his heart.

    He looked at the clothes on the bed, coughed lightly, and said, "The clothes are so complicated that I can't wear them alone."

    Wanjuan immediately stepped forward and wanted to help him put on the cumbersome clothes, but Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan, blinked, and said, "This minister is rebellious, I want the emperor to help me ."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Feng Luan waved back from the palace man in the palace, walked up to him, and walked to Ye Yang's side, he actually wasn't sure how to wear the clothes, just picked up one of them and took a serious look , then turned to Ye Yang and said, "Concubine Ai—"

      Pushed onto the bed and pressed on top of the wedding dress on the bed.

    After so many months, Ye Yang felt that his kissing skills had improved somewhat. At least a touch of Feng Luan was enough. He held Feng Luan's shoulders and simply sat on Feng Luan. On Luan's body, his lips lingered for a moment before they separated. He felt that he really resembled the demon concubine of the bewitching master. He pressed his voice and said to Feng Luan, "I'm wearing it now, but I have to take it off later. What a hassle."

    Feng Luan held his wrist and seemed to want to turn over and press him down, but Ye Yang pushed him again and pressed him back to the bed.

    "The wedding night." Ye Yang whispered, "Can I take the initiative?"

    …

    The next day dawned, Ye Yang opened his eyes and looked at the bedside, feeling a little headache.

    Feng Luan really didn't go to court.

     He was shaken by Ye Yang and shouted at him, "Aren't you going to go to court!"

    Feng Luan hugged him tightly, closed her eyes and said, "The next morning on the wedding night, even the emperor has to take a rest."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Ye Yang felt that he had gone farther and farther on the road of the demon concubine that was passed down in the mouths of later generations, and maybe someone would scold him tomorrow.

    Ye Yang has a headache.

    Feng Luan closed his eyes and muttered to himself, and also spoke to him, saying: "If I learn ten more sentences from you, you would like to follow me out of the palace to watch a play."

    Ye Yang was startled, a little puzzled, and asked, "Watching a play?"

    "The big mourning has passed, and Yu Shangsheng is going to perform on stage again." Feng Luan said in a low voice, "Not only that, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Beijing is very lively, I want to take you with me. Go for a walk in the street."

    Ye Yang always felt that he had other plans in his mind. He hesitated whether to agree or not. Feng Luan added: "Concubine Shen is also going to leave Beijing."

    A few days ago, Feng Luan had declared to the public that Concubine Shen was seriously ill and incurable. , at least for a few years, he will no longer accept concubines and show daughters, until he recovers from this "strike".

    As for when this "psychological trauma" will recover...it's hard to say.

    Ye Yang felt that he was playing a rogue.

    But he likes Feng Luan being a rogue.

    Feng Luan gave Chen Xiangning the big ship "Chopping the Waves", and also sent a fleet to be dispatched by her. Of course, she didn't let her go out to play at will, Ye Yang felt inexplicably. It smells like going to the Western Ocean. The fleet is on the coast. Chen Xiangning needs to bring people to the south first, and she also needs to prepare a lot of supplies for the boat. Maybe it will take a few months before she can really set off.

    "Tonight I will practice for her in the palace." Feng Luan whispered, "But there are a lot of people in the palace banquet, I know you have some friendship with her, you can go out with me. Gong send her out of Beijing?"

    Ye Yang has a natural affection for Chen Xiangning. After all, Sister Ning leaves Beijing, and she doesn't know when she will be able to see each other again. Of course, he wants to send Chen Xiangning as a gift. He just nodded and agreed, Feng Luan immediately made up for it. In the last sentence, he said: "Since everyone has left the palace, let's go and watch a play."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Ye Yang felt that this scene was obviously not easy, otherwise how could Feng Luan insist on inviting him out of the palace one after another? When folk couples fall in love, they always go out together, but I haven't gone out with you before..."

      He nodded in agreement, Feng Luan was overjoyed, hugged him again, and closed his eyes and murmured, "Tonight's palace banquet may be late at night, and I have to leave the palace tomorrow, while now, I will sleep a little longer."

    Ye Yang did not want to speak.

    Feng Luan practiced for Chen Xiangning at the palace banquet that night, Ye Yang followed Hu to eat and drink, but did not have a chance to talk to Shen Xiangning, he kept thinking about the matter of Chu Lian , He has not seen Chu Lian for a long time. After Chu Heqian forced the palace, he has been very worried about Chu Lian's situation. The matter is put on tomorrow and Feng Luan goes out of the palace to send Chen Xiangning out of the capital.

      When they arrived, Chu Lian changed into men's clothes and stood in the distance with his head and face covered, as if he didn't want to come forward to meet them.

     "After that incident, she is no longer willing to talk to others." Chen Xiangning could only explain for her, and worried that what Chu Lian did would provoke Feng Luan's anger, she said carefully, "She is in her heart. I feel ashamed, and I didn't expect the emperor to come, and I have persuaded her that after going to sea, she will never come back to land again..."

    Feng Luan raised his hand and said, "It's okay, I understand."

    For Chu Lian, all these things are too complicated, her father wants to kill Feng Luan, and then Feng Luan is considered to be the enemy of her whole family, even if she knows that her father is at fault, She is also difficult to face for a while, she needs time, and before that, she can only avoid.

    Ye Yang could only not talk about this matter, and Chen Xiangning was in a good mood. At this time, she did not forget to tease the two of them, and asked Ye Yang: "You are going out of the palace, shouldn't it be for Are you going to the play?"

    Ye Yang was startled.

    He never told Shen Xiangning that he was going to the theater from the beginning to the end, why was Chen Xiangning so clear about what they were going to do?

    "Tonight Yushangsheng will start the show again. If there is a chance, it should not be missed." Chen Xiangning smiled at Ye Yang, her expression seemed to mean something, and said , "Unfortunately, I left Beijing today, but I can't see it anymore."

    Ye Yang hadn't heard of Yu Shangsheng's performance on stage today. When he bid farewell to Chen Xiangning and watched Chen Xiangning and Chu Lian leave, he turned around and asked Feng Luan curiously, saying: "What are we going to hear today?"

    Feng Luan replied: "It should be a new play."

    He didn't seem to want to say the name of the play, Ye Yang was speechless, just thought he would know after hearing it, while returning to Beijing with Feng Luan, the carriage and horses arrived outside the Sanyuan class, There was still a large crowd of people outside, and the Sanyuan troupe leader and the people in the troupe were desperately trying to maintain order outside. When he saw Feng Luan, his legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.

    Shen Shaoheng waved his hand secretly to calm him down, the Sanyuan class leader saw that several of them were private servers, and knew that they were visiting the palace in private, so they didn't dare to speak up. Please welcome a few people into the private room.

    He served tea to a few people, and laughed with trembling, and said, "Mr. Mohou said that there are distinguished guests here today, but the grass people never thought it would be the emperor..."

    When Ye Yang heard the words "Mr. Mohou", he couldn't help frowning slightly and looked at Feng Luan.

     Ming Yan was involved in this matter, and he felt more and more wrong.

    But Feng Luan's eyes didn't look sideways, he seemed to be upright and serious, and there was nothing wrong with it. After the three-yuan class leader resigned, he also raised his hand and waved back Kang Ning and Shen Shaoheng, leaving only himself and Ye Yang and the two are alone.

    After all, Ye Yang doesn't watch plays very much, and there are no subtitles on the stage. Even if he listens attentively, he can only barely understand a rough outline. This is too embarrassing for him, so he simply doesn't listen to it. Ye Yang was startled and pushed Feng Luan away subconsciously, saying, "What are you doing? This is not in the palace!"

    Feng Luan replied, "No one will see it."

    In their private room, there is only one wall facing the stage with windows open so that they can see the scene on the stage, that is to say, unless the people on the stage look up here Look, otherwise no one will notice what they are doing.

    And the people on the stage will not have time to look up.

    But Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart. The private taste is different from being intimate and making fun in this kind of place. But after all, it's not the same. Feng Luan can make the palace staff leave for the time being, but he can't let the Sanyuan class clear the stage. Once the people on the stage look up, they will see that he and Feng Luan are together. Embarrassedly hugged and tangled.

    It has been a long time since his heartbeat turned red like this. Seeing that Feng Luan was about to come closer, he had to hurriedly push Feng Luan away again, muttering softly, "Don't be ridiculous."

    Feng Luan raised her eyebrows slightly, and kissed him on the lips again, shaking off the folding fan to block him, and whispered, "I'm not fooling around."

    Ye Yang blushed and muttered: "If people see—"

    Feng Luan asked, "What else?"

    Ye Yang's face became hot, and he turned his face away in a hurry. He just wanted to quickly move the topic away. While Feng Luan made another excuse to make out with him, he hurriedly asked, "What are they singing?"

    Feng Luan leaned into his ear, smiled and said to him, "They are singing us."

    Lip and tongue intertwined, his breathing deepened, his mind was dizzy, he vaguely remembered that it was in the theater, and there were outsiders around, he was clutching Feng Luan's shirt, trying to push Feng Luan away, But he felt that Feng Luan put away the folding fan, held the window frame with one hand, and closed the window sash on that side.

    As long as the window is closed, what can be seen outside is only a tangle of black shadows, he finally glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Yu Shangsheng on the stage wearing red makeup and happy clothes, facing the other side of the stage The man in the jade crown and the yellow robe walked slowly.

    He finally raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Feng Luan's neck, muttering inarticulately: "Another window—"

    Feng Luan pressed the window frame and slammed the window up, fearing that a figure would come out of the window, flicking his sleeves and extinguishing the candle, the room was dark and dark, and Ye Yang's mind was heavy, his ears The side drums rang together, and only one or two lines of lyrics were faintly recognized, which melted into the ambiguous and entangled breath.

    "When your servant becomes a queen, it will be another story through the ages"

    He could hear the singing on stage.

    "Emperor and Empress Love, Immortal Couple"

    He can't hear.

    What other people say and what they can do.

    What he asks and sees is in sight.

    Ye Yang hugged Feng Luan tightly and couldn't wait to kiss back.

    What is the meaning of this immortal couple?

    He doesn't ask for immortals, but only for the present.

    Twilight.

    Consistent, lifelong.

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