Chapter 345： Female champion VS **** 10 ┃Unspeakable emotions (1/2)

Facing such difficulties, Feng Yi could only swallow his anger.

He has never been involved in political affairs, and there is only a group of friends and friends around him, and there is no one available at all. The princes have been operating in the court for many years, and have long cultivated their own forces and fans. It was easy for them to crush him to death.

Feng Yi didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't want to be an emperor, so he accompanied the smiling face to the princes and saluted respectfully, and then sat down honestly.

As for what his cousin said earlier that he would help him win his heir, he looked at the actual situation, and his heart was already cold.

Forget it, let's keep messing around. Didn't Dad survive in the hands of the uncle just because he knew how to mess around?

After he figured it out, Feng Yi took out the handkerchief and wiped the table with a cheerful expression on his face. He also wiped it for his cousin, without taking the pretense of the prince of the palace.

Everyone was still looking at them, with an interesting look on their faces.

"They want to do something!" 7480 said firmly.

Zhuang Li stretched out his hand and gently pushed his own chair, only to see it fall crookedly, almost falling apart.

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised his hand: "Sir, this chair is broken."

Yu Yuxian held a volume of books and said without looking up: "If it's broken, find another one to replace."

But every stool in the house has an owner, where can I find it? Feng Yi looked around, embarrassed, and had no choice but to open the door and let the waiter look for it.

The servant nodded and bowed in response, and then hurried away, not knowing when he would be back.

Yu Yuxian raised his voice and shouted, "What are you still doing? Continue reading."

So all the princes turned around, picked up the book and read it carefully.

Everyone was sitting, but Zhuang Li stood alone. What was the difference between this and standing in disguise? If he is short-sighted, has a fragile face, and has a particularly strong self-esteem, he may be sweating with embarrassment at the moment.

On your first day in the study, who doesn't want to behave better?

Feng Yu knows how to control the proportions, and the means are not excessive, but they are enough to resist people.

Feng Yi moved his butt, let out half of the stool, and then quietly pulled his cousin's sleeve, motioning for him to squeeze himself first.

However, the appearance of the two big men huddled together is only more ridiculous.

Several princes looked back at them with sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Feng Yi was stimulated by this expression and stood up suddenly. Isn't it because there is no stool to sit in class, as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Thinking like this, Feng Yi sat down on the table, patted the seat next to him, and said quietly, "Cousin, come here. This way of sitting is spacious and comfortable, our hips should be matched with this style. the big table."

Zhuang Li rubbed his cousin's fat head, then took out an inkstone table from the bookcase he was carrying, and banged on the stool that was about to fall apart.

The loud noise made everyone stop reading.

Yu Yuxian frowned and was about to reprimand, but Zhuang Li said leisurely: "Cousin, do you know why this stool broke? It's because it's unstable and shakes badly. Actually, it's the easiest to fix if the shelf is unstable, you Give it a few hard shots and it'll be fine."

Zhuang Li tapped all the tenon and mortise on the stool with an inkstone, and said in a meaningful way: "Cousin, look, if you hit it well, won't it be honest?"

At first glance, these words sounded like they were talking about a stool, but in fact they were all about Feng Yu.

Why did the emperor suddenly bring Feng Yi into the palace to study? Isn't it because too many people are in a hurry to stand in line, causing the emperor's dissatisfaction?

There is no doubt that in the eyes of the emperor, Feng Yi is the stool that is about to fall apart, and Feng Yi and Zhuang Li are the inkstone. Who is better than the other?

Realizing this, the princes all turned away their mocking expressions, showing a look of anxiety.

Feng Yu was finally unable to maintain her gentle smile, she gritted her teeth and frowned fiercely.

Feng Yi stared at his cousin in a stunned manner, a little worried in his heart, but a sense of joy flooded into his heart.

This time, Yu Yuxian stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb, pointing at Zhuang Li and scolding: "If you want to knock out and knock, who would allow you to make noise in the study? Do you still understand the rules?"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, an unusually tall figure had entered the threshold, and her tone was gentle: "Have you repaired it? Would you like me to help you repair it?"

"There is still some looseness in the backrest. Come here."

People all over the room knelt down and kowtowed in fear, long live the mountain.

Feng Ming turned a deaf ear to these people, picked up the inkstone and tapped against the stool. Zhuang Li squatted beside him, holding his cheeks and staring at him intently, with a satisfied and happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

He really didn't come to study, he just came to see his own man.

Feng Ming seems to be seriously repairing furniture, but in fact, his ears have been stained with a thin layer of red. The boy's extremely focused gaze made his heart itch. He has lived for twenty-eight years, and has only felt pain, anger, despair, and helplessness, but he has never felt this way.

He didn't know how to describe it, but he felt that his heart was numb and numb, as if the surface ice had turned into water, nourishing a flower.

He couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, and out of the corner of his eyes, he quickly noticed that the young man also grinned happily.

When he is happy, the teenager will also feel happy.

Realizing this, Feng Ming's heart turned into a pool of water, and more beautiful flowers bloomed one after another. He didn't realize that his deep eyes were filled with unspeakable tenderness.

The two beat each other like no one else around, as if they took Yu Yuxian's previous lectures as farts. She reprimanded Zhuang Li for making noise in the study, and the emperor helped the other party to make more noise with her back foot. Whose face is this hitting?

Yu Yuxian didn't show it on his face, but he started to panic in his heart. Her situation is special, and she is naturally more cautious than anyone else. But she didn't expect that it was just a rebuke, and the emperor personally ended up embarrassing her.

She is still emotional, so she must pay attention next time!