The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

    After Feng Luan said those words, Ye Yang couldn't help but startled, a little surprised.

    Wait, what's going on, I haven't seen you for a few days, why is this kid suddenly able to talk like this.

    Ye Yang tried his best to lean back away from Feng Luan, and retorted seriously: "That's not a big deal, it would be great if I were the emperor."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Feng Luan seemed to be afraid that he would fall back and dismount, so he didn't dare to get too close, so he just made the horse walk next to him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to be my teacher? What do you want to teach me?"

    Ye Yang: "Uh..."

    Ye Yang began to be embarrassed.

    If in his world, with his original physical fitness, he would still boast that he could teach the opponent to grapple and fight, but now, with his little stature, he would have to do it himself If you go back to practice from scratch, let alone be someone else's master, he will feel ashamed if it spreads out.

    At this moment, he hated that he was not versatile enough in life, he knew that Feng Luan was both civil and military, and the one who could be the emperor's teacher was either a great talent or a great general. Speak, but the words have already been said—

    Feng Luan was still proud and said, "If you can really teach me, then I would like to call you Mr."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Oh, the dog emperor, look down on people, right?

    "Okay!" Ye Yang said loudly, "I'll teach you!"

    Feng Luan smiled and said, "What do you want to teach me?"

    Ye Yang: "Turn off foreign language!"

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Behind him, for fear that the two of them would be lost on horseback again, Shen Shaoheng followed the guard: "...Pfft."

    Pause for a moment, Feng Luan reluctantly asked: "What do you say you want to teach me?"

    Ye Yang answered the doubts seriously: "We generally don't say anything, we say everything."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Seeing Feng Luan frowning slightly, Ye Yang seemed to want to refuse to refute, and hurriedly opened his mouth before Feng Luan, saying: "Your Majesty, you just said it yourself, if I can teach you, You can call me Mr.

    Feng Luan: "...Yes."

    Ye Yang: "You have no joke, you can't go back!"

    Feng Luan gritted his teeth: "...Yes."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    But he could also feel Feng Luan's slight resistance to his accent, Feng Luan didn't mind what he said, but if he wanted Feng Luan to become like him... Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan would Luan must have disliked it.

    Here! This is another chance for God to lower his favor!

    While they were still chatting, Ye Yang decided to pursue the victory, looked at Feng Luan with a smile, and said, "Should you call Mr.

    Feng Luan: "...Sir."

    Ye Yang felt happy when he saw that he was shriveled.

    Ke Feng Luan seemed to accept this setting very quickly, and even felt that it was a different feeling to call his servant a gentleman. He looked at Ye Yang and asked, "Mr. How do you teach me?"

    Ye Yang corrected him again: "We generally don't say what, we all say what."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Ye Yang: "Come again?"

    Feng Luan reluctantly said: "...how... teach."

    Ye Yang: "No, no, you have to say the whole sentence together."

    Feng Luan: "…"

    When he saw Feng Luan's tangled heart, he felt even more proud.

      , Aside from crawling on the bed a few times and hugging him to sleep, Feng Luan would lie flat and motionless even when he fell asleep. Ye Yang guessed that he couldn't save his face, and wanted to tease him on purpose. Before, to relieve the emperor.

    Shen Shaoheng coughed and said, "Yun Shijun, it takes time to learn something, review the old and learn the new, it can't be done in a day or two..."

    Ye Yang replied: "You also said that it must be accumulated over time, don't be afraid, learning a language is to say it boldly!"

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Shen Shaoheng: "This..."

    Feng Luan finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Nonsense."

    Ye Yang continued to correct him: "You have to say scumbag, look, how imposing!"

    Shen Shaoheng finally couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed again, Feng Luan glared at him, but he couldn't hold back, and after laughing for a while, Feng Luan pointed at him angrily and said: "You give me-"

    Ye Yang immediately responded: "—Fuck you!"

    Feng Luan: "…"

    Shen Shaoheng managed to hold back the laughter that was about to come out, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, the minister will get out, the emperor, Yun Shijun, you continue."

    Shen Shaoheng tightened the reins and made the horse fall behind them. Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan and smiled, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you still want to learn?"

    Feng Luan did not speak.

    "Even if you don't learn, you can't take back what you say." Ye Yang added, "You said you wanted to call me Mr.—"

    Feng Luan opened his mouth and said, "I will never break my promise."

    Ye Yang: "Okay, we've been here for a long time, I don't believe that your accent is not recognized by me..."

    Before he finished speaking, Feng Luan pulled his horse forward, got close to him, and whispered softly in his ear: "What advice do you have, sir, I will listen carefully."

    He got too close, and the hot and humid breath brushed against his ears, causing a numbness, Ye Yang was startled, and hurriedly ducked back, shouting: "Why are you like this!"

    Feng Luan said: "Sir didn't say, you generally don't say how-"

    Ye Yangji was blushing and shouted: "Why are you doing this!"

    Feng Luan still smiled with him: "I haven't learned it yet, I want to hear it from Mr.

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Dog emperor, stinky rascal!

    Shen Shaoheng rode his horse behind him. Today, the Imperial Guard needs to help him to **** the prisoner. Ghou Ying never disappeared. He rode his horse and walked beside him, staring at Ye Yang and Feng Luan carefully. , After a long while, he came to a conclusion and said, "The emperor is laughing."

    Shen Shaoheng knew what he wanted to say, and replied: "Yes, the emperor has not been so happy for a long time."

    After he finished saying this, he suddenly heard a commotion at the back of the team, and someone rushed forward and hurriedly said to him: "Sir Shen, there is a letter in Beijing."

    This person is the exclusive pigeon trainer in the Imperial Guard. Every time the Imperial Guard arrives with the emperor, he will lay down bait along the way so that the pigeons in the Guard can track their whereabouts. The method is not usually used much, and even this kind of communication method is only known to the relatives of Yuyinwei and Feng Luan who are staying in Beijing.

    He took the small bamboo tube from the pigeon's foot, and saw a blue lacquer mark on the bamboo tube, knowing that this thing was passed down by the Prime Minister Yun, so he went straight ahead and went to Fengluan again On his side, he said, "Your Majesty, Chancellor Yun has faith."

    Feng Luan was still joking with Ye Yang, he was in a very good mood, when he heard Shen Shaoheng suddenly interjecting such a sentence, he didn't think about it too much, and smiled and said to Shen Shaoheng, "What is the matter with Prime Minister Yun? ?"

    Shen Shaoheng handed over the small bamboo tube and said, "The Imperial Guard is in a hurry."

    Feng Luan then frowned, took the bamboo tube, opened the seal, and poured out a note from it, Ye Yang looked at him curiously, and saw that his eyes were startled, with a complicated expression. For a while, he couldn't tell how he was feeling at the moment.

    For a moment, Feng Luan put away the note and said softly: "Shaoheng, send the order down, and let Giaoying be responsible for escorting Chu Yeshu and others. You and I will return to Beijing immediately."

    Although Shen Shaoheng didn't know what happened, he saw Feng Luan's solemn expression, so he immediately took the order, and went back to look for a glimpse. Ye Yang knew that something big had happened, but he didn't know if he should talk too much. He was hesitating, but Feng Luan had already raised his head to look at him, paused for a moment, and spoke softly.

    "The queen mother collapsed."

    …

    Ye Yang couldn't help being stunned, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

    He knew that the Queen Mother had been ill for a long time, and most of the time, she would eat fast food in the palace and recite Buddhahood. He died of illness. After Chu Lian gave birth to the emperor, the Queen Mother ordered Feng Luan to marry her niece Ming Yan as a concubine in order to suppress Chu Lian.

    According to Ye Yang's calculations, it is not long before the end of the autumn hunting party, and maybe less than one third of the story in the book has passed.

      ?

    Ye Yang felt very wrong.

    He looked at Feng Luan's solemn expression, and worried that Feng Luan would be sad. Before he could say "condolences and change", Feng Luan continued: "The queen mother passed away suddenly, I am not in Beijing, and Prime Minister Yun is not Dare to publicize it, there may be a big change, just keep it secret, and I will rush back to Beijing immediately."

    He looked very calm, not a little sad, Ye Yang couldn't help but look at him with a frown, without saying a word, and continued to listen to him.

    "You're not in good health. If you travel day and night, I'm worried that you won't be able to bear it." Feng Luan hesitated, "You...you better stay here with Phantom."

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Ye Yang remembered that Shen Shaoheng said that Feng Luan's mother and concubine died too early, and then he was brought up by the queen mother.

    It's just that it's an emergency, he needs to deal with it calmly, and it's because people in high positions are always used to wearing masks to hide their emotions on their faces.

    Ye Yang understands that as long as you are human, there will always be emotions, and he is a little worried about Feng Luan. At the same time, he also understands that the death of the Queen Mother is likely to be different. When you go to Beijing, the storm is about to come.

    If he returns to Beijing with Feng Luan, he will be involved in this whirlpool, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to withdraw in the future.

    If it was involved, he would have been deeply involved.

    What kind of wind and rain whirlpool, he was a person who died once before wearing the book, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

    Feng Luan: "...Okay."

    He seemed to have a heavy heart on the ground, his original dignified expression relaxed a little, Ye Yang was about to open his mouth to comfort him, but the sentence "condolences by the way" was not spoken, and he swallowed it again.

    He saw Feng Luan's favorability change.

    "Feng Luan favorability +50, current favorability 283"

    Ye Yang: "…"

    Yes, they are all people who have died once.

    Oh, the higher the favorability, the higher it is, what is there to be afraid of!