Chapter 13 (2/2)

Chiu Yun said: ”the Emperor I really want to help the emperor. Now Murong girl is in Wan'an palace. She stays in the palace for a long time. It's hard to avoid rumors. If it reaches the Empress Dowager's ear, then miss Murong won't want to stay with the emperor anymore. The emperor is better to send Miss Murong to Minghui palace of my concubine. I will take care of her and teach her some rules. After a while, everyone forgot about the case of Zhuang Cheng. I will find another chance to recognize her as a righteous sister. Can't the Emperor just honor her? ”

Yan Feng was a little drunk. He shook his head frequently with his hands on his forehead: ”no, I don't trust to give my Ning'er to anyone. No, absolutely not.”

Yan Feng stood up and called to Qi Shangming: ”I want to put Return to Wan'an palace. ”

Chiyun Ping goes up to help Yan Feng: ”I'll have a rest. I'll go after the wine strength. I'm afraid of the cold and headache. I asked people to cook some sobering soup. The emperor went to the room to rest first. ”

Yan Feng, supported by two eunuchs, stumbled into chiyunping's bedroom. Chiyun Ping helped him to lie down on the bed and waited on him.

Chiyunping takes off her boots for Yanfeng herself. Her heart hurts like a knife. She knew that she was in Yanfeng's heart and had no status at all. Yan Feng 's thoughts are all on the woman named Murong Zhining. Chiyun Ping looks at the emperor who is drunk and unconscious. He has five tastes in his heart. However, no matter how Yanfeng treats her, she loves Yanfeng wholeheartedly.

Chiyun Pingyuan put his head on the chest of the beacon, tears trickling down. Yan Feng put out his hand and hugged her. He called out softly, ”Ning'er.” Chiyun Ping insincerely pastes his lips on the lips of the flame, greedily absorbing the tenderness of the flame. Everyone thought that she had been loved by Yanfeng. Only she knew how humble she was.

Yan Feng opens his eyes in a dazed way. Murong Zhining has a small face that looks like peach and plum. He is smiling at him, full of feelings. Murong Zhining not only smiled at him, but also actively pasted the delicate red lips. Yan Feng's mind is confused. She lowers Murong Zhining's head with her hands, making her lips more close to him. Yanfeng uses the tip of his tongue to pry open Murong Zhining's teeth and grab the fragrance between her teeth. Murong Zhining gives up resistance this time and cooperates obediently to make Yanfeng very satisfied.

Yanfeng holds Murong Zhining's delicate body, rolls to the side, turns over and presses her under the body. Murong Zhining did not push him away, but also with a slender hand around his neck. She raised her head to stick up her lips again, and Yanfeng also responded more warmly.

Two people are inextricably entangled, the palace maid took sobering soup and came in. As soon as she saw that it was not the right time, she turned quickly and wanted to go out. Flustered, the palace maid at the foot of a slip, the hands of the tray ”bang” fell to the ground.

Yan Feng is frightened and most of the wine has been awakened. He suddenly realized that the one who had just kissed him sweetly under him was chiyun Ping.

Yan Feng turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, with his head bowed and his hand on his forehead. Chiyun Ping also gets up and gets out of bed, stares at the palace maid, roars: ”get out of the way, and bring another bowl.” The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Yan Feng recovered his indifference and waved: ”no need, I'm not in the way.” He put on his boots and straightened out. In the courtyard, Qi Shangming is standing there with a whisk to obey orders. Yan Feng didn't hesitate at all: ”put and drive Wan'an palace.”

Chiyunping chases to the door, holds the door frame, looks at the figure that the emperor refuses to leave, tears like rain.

Return to Yan Feng of Wan'an palace, and enter the Royal study. Qi Shangming orders Murong Zhining to get the wine soup. He has a good hand in figuring out the meaning of sainthood. After a while, Murong Zhining brings in a cup of tea. Qi Shangming exits the imperial study and brings the door.

Murong Zhining hands the tea cup to Yanfeng: ”this is a new Yunwu Tea, fresh and greasy. The maidservant saw that the emperor was not very drunk. Drink some green tea to relieve him. ”

Yan Feng took a sip of tea and said, ”it's exactly what I want. I don't like to drink the sobering soup.” Yanfeng turns to look at Murong Zhining, remembers that she just treated chiyun Ping as her, and still has some meaning.

Yan Feng deliberately tries to test Murong Zhining: ”today I have dinner with the emperor and his wife, who mentioned you. She seems to like you very much. Would you like me to send you to Minghui palace to serve her? ”

Murong Zhining thought a little: ”the Emperor didn't say that he didn't treat his maidservant as a maid?”? The maidservant thinks that the emperor's best choice is to let the maidservant go out of the palace. ”

Yan Feng really has a sense of helplessness that Murong Zhining can't help: ”isn't it something that doesn't let the palace be proposed? Are you so aggrieved by my side? ” Murong Zhining lowered her eyebrows and said, ”it's my maid who doesn't have this blessing. I beg the emperor's favor. I'm very grateful!” Yan Feng overturned the tea cup and shouted, ”back down.”