Chapter 359 (2/2)

Murong Zhining got dressed and got off the bed: ”you are my companion, but you are a skilled worker, but it is not difficult for me at all. In fact, the emperor is a simple person, happy and angry all hang on his face, such a disposition, in fact, is very easy to deal with. The secret is that when he gets angry, he can't be tough, but soft. Sometimes people should put down their dignity, otherwise, they can only intensify things! ”Caisang wipes the sweat on his forehead exaggeratively: ”princess, if you don't want to be trapped in this deep palace, you should try to get rid of it earlier! Take mulberry to see, the emperor's temperament is not so easy to control! ”

”Why can't I control it? Ning'er has set me firmly! Caisang, how dare you make the princess go out of the palace again? ” Yan Feng didn't care about the early Dynasty at all. He missed Murong Zhining, left the Dynasty early and rushed back to the dormitory.

Yan Feng snatched the ivory comb in Caisang's hand: ”go and arrange the breakfast. I will comb for the princess myself.”

Caisang pouted: ”emperor, you can't be so angry in the future! The princess is so weak that she can't stand the toss! ”

Yanfeng stretched his face: ”I know! Where am I willing to embarrass her? I'm just making my own fire. ”

Yanfeng looks at Murong Zhining in the mirror: ”Ning'er is so beautiful. Every frown and smile can touch my heart. It seems to me that in the past, we were husband and wife. I have dreamt more than once about the scene when I married Ning'er. My dream is so true every time that I wake up, I'll find Ning'er in my bedroom For a while, even Qi Shangming thought I was crazy! ” Yanfeng gently combs Murong Zhining's long hair and carefully makes a delicate flying swallow bun for her.

Murong Zhining hung her head shyly, and dared not look at the flame in the mirror: ”how could the emperor comb his hair? How well is it combed? ”

Yan Feng and Wen Judo: ”Ning'er teases me again? I used to be in Minghui palace. It was common for palace maids to comb the hair of the imperial concubine. I was bored, so I had to watch it over and over again. Sometimes, I just daydream that one day, I will use my hand to tie up the green silk for my beloved woman For this reason, I haven't tried to practice on Qi Shangming's servant. His hair is not as smooth and smooth as the princess's. every time I comb it, it's dry. I didn't expect that I could get what I wanted so soon. Ning'er's hair is so easy to comb. I can not only comb my hair, but also paint my eyebrows and flowers. ” Yan Feng is like a young man who hasn't gone through the world. He smiles shyly. In the eyes of Murong Zhining, the burning beacon in the mirror is the appearance of chiyun Yuexuan.

Murong Zhining covered her mouth and said with a smile, ”it's really hard for Duke Qi. He will be scolded by the emperor and beaten frequently. The most painful thing is that the emperor should comb his woman's hair into a bun.”

Yan Feng held Murong Zhining's chin and drew a delicate willow eyebrow for her: ”don't laugh at me. I'm not afraid that when I comb my hair for Ning'er, I will complain! I am not rude to my servants, and I will not punish them without cause. Last night I am really mad. I promise Ning'er that I will never be angry again. ”

Murong Zhining lowered her head, curled her long eyelashes, and cast two curved shadows on her cheek: ”it was Fengyi last night. Fengyi didn't know how to deal with the human accident, which made everything a mess. Fengyi should not have enjoyed the emperor's gentleness, but turned a blind eye to the emperor's efforts. Emperor, how can you hate Fengyi? Fengyi has no right to hate you! ”

Yan Feng said: ”that's not good! You either love me or hate me. I don't want this kind of feelings that are neither salty nor bland. ”

Murong Zhining hangs her head and pouts without saying a word. Yan Feng holds Murong Zhining's face, touches Rouge with mink brush, and patiently describes the mother of flowers: ”Ning'er pouts like before. In the past, I always liked to peep at Ning'er's pouting face. That small face is really charming and lovable. Every time Ning'er pouts, she must be deeply dissatisfied with me. OK, let me have a look! My Ning'er, why is it so beautiful? ” In the dark ink pupil of the burning beacon, there is a gentle light shining.

Murong Zhining lowers her head: ”how could Fengyi say that the emperor is short-sighted? There are many more beautiful women in the palace than Fengyi. The emperor is short-sighted and can only see the things in front of him. ”

Yan Feng said with a bold smile: ”I'm short-sighted. I've found the most beautiful scenery in my life. I'm the only one who loves Ning'er. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it has nothing to do with me! Let's go. I'll go with Ning'er with breakfast. ”

Murong Zhining follows Yanfeng out of the bedroom hall. They walk through the corridor to Liuyun hall.

Yan Feng walked in front of me and laughed proudly: ”Ning'er is following me like a small tail. Is Ning'er afraid to walk with me side by side? Ning'er's move, however, seems to be more than enough. Is Ning'er trying to cover up the fact that she spent the whole night in my dormitory last night? Even if I didn't do anything, no one else would believe me. ”

Murong Zhining said in a soft voice: ”the Qing people are self-cleaning. Fengyi doesn't need to prove anything to others!”

Yanfeng stops, drags Murong Zhining, holds her slender waist and walks side by side.

Murong Zhi firmly breaks away from Yanfeng's hand, pushes Yanfeng and follows him: ”emperor, you still have to take Fengyi's reputation into consideration...”

Yan Feng laughs: ”Ning'er, don't worry, I will be responsible for you to the end!”

In the imperial study, Yanfeng casually threw Cao Yan's half of the painting of the spring outing to the wastebasket, and carefully took the painting of the spring outing to the Guoguo lady drawn by Murong Zhining from the bookshelf next to him, and spread it on the desk: ”to say that painting, there is still a need for wisdom. Cao Yan's painting is just as bad as Ning'er's. Come on, Ning'er, finish this painting quickly. I can't wait to make a postscript on it. This painting will surely become a masterpiece. ”Murong Zhining pouted: ”yesterday the emperor kept praising the wisdom of Cao Zhaoyi, and said that the paintings she was facing were the most vivid. Today, he threw the vivid paintings into the wastepaper basket without mercy.”

”I was angry yesterday,” said Yan Feng? Look at the line she drew. Ning'er drew it with her feet. It's obviously better than her! Is Ning'er still angry about yesterday? My heart is beginning to ache again! ”

Murong Zhining lowered her head and drew a picture seriously: ”if Fengyi is angry, it's a bit far fetched. If not angry, and afraid to provoke the emperor angry, Fengyi feel very difficult! Emperor please make it clear that Fengyi should be angry or not? ”

Yanfeng laughs: ”it's such a cute little girl. I just like Ning'er, who is tough and willful. By the way, I suddenly think of a thing that is not over. Let's go. I'll take you to Minghui palace. I'll question the emperor's concubine face to face. Why should I hit Ning'er's face? ”