From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 454 The Achilles' heel
With her hands behind her back, Feng Yiran quietly looked at everything in the Xinuang Pavilion. It was still the same as it was a few years ago, and it was the same as when her father was still there when she was a child. Even the inkstone placed on the desk hadn't moved a bit.

The royal family is sometimes so stubborn and strict, and every inch of it is strictly stipulated.

The ever-present ambergris fragrance in the room faded a lot, replaced by the vague fragrance from Ye Xiaoxiao's body.

When Feng Yiran was looking around, the wooden latticed door behind him was slowly pushed open, and he subconsciously looked back, only to see a chubby little face.

Feng Yuyan approached slowly, turned around in front of him a few times, and then sat on the armchair beside him, staring at him with wide eyes.

Feng Yiran smiled and said nothing, this child is very similar to the elder brother, but those eyes are dark, big and bright, exactly the same as Ye Xiaoxiao's pupils when he was a child, I don't know if he has grown up or not. It will turn into Xiaoxiao's beautiful peach blossom eyes, so I don't know how many girls will be fascinated by it.

"You have been in the capital?"

A plain question came from behind, Feng Yiran turned her head with a smile, only to find that the little woman had already stood behind him at some point, her vermilion phoenix robe was ironed to fit, outlining her soft and round shoulders, her white jade-like fingers were hidden in the There was a thin layer of blush in the wide sleeve robe, and the little man looked up at him with a little apology in his eyes.

Feng Yiran smiled warmly, just like the fourth elder brother who fed the rabbits in the gazebo in the backyard of the Imperial College, with soft brows and eyes, and a smile on his lips. Apart from pampering, there was no other look on his face.

"Empress, the grass people are doing well, so you don't have to worry about it."

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded, and suddenly asked again: "When did you come to the capital?"

Feng Yiran's warm eyes flickered: "A few days ago."

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded and ordered Wei You to drink hot tea, but the two of them didn't say a word.

Feng Yiran was in a good mood, enjoying the rare time together, her eyes glanced over Ye Xiaoxiao's body from time to time, but she never paused.

Feng Yuyan looked around, climbed off the chair, leaned against the empress, raised her head and asked, "Empress, empress, who is he?"

Ye Xiaoxiao lowered her head and pinched her son's fleshy cheeks, before saying after a long time, "This is fourth uncle."

"Fourth Uncle?" Roubaozi raised his head, looked at the man blinking, and asked, "Eighth Uncle and Ninth Uncle, I have seen it a long time ago, why did Fourth Uncle see it today?"

Ye Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, Feng Yiran smiled: "Xiaoxiao, I came to Beijing this time just to tell you that it's not your fault, it's my fault."

Her petite body trembled, she couldn't help raising her head, the man still smiled warmly, like the spring breeze like the warm sun, neither warm nor hot, only soft and blooming.

"Even without you, I would still do that. The queen mother, the staff, and even any chips in my hand are the key to success or failure. It's not because of you, or in other words, your reasons are almost insignificant."

Feng Yiran continued to talk without any frustration, but indifferently as if talking about other people's affairs.

"Third brother's death was caused by me. Even if I didn't kill him personally, I have already learned a lesson. Some things seem simple and easy, but in fact they are extremely dangerous. Brother Da Huang set up a trap, but if It's not that I still have that kind of thought, third brother wouldn't..." Having said this, Feng Yiran sighed, looked up at Ye Xiaoxiao, saw that the person's face was pale, and his fingers were tightly clasped on the armrest of the small couch, Only then did he shut his mouth, his eyes fell on her neck again, and he couldn't help asking: "Your injury..."

"It's okay, brother six showed it, it's all right."

Feng Yiran nodded, and the two chatted for a while, during which time the meat bun was tightly attached to the mother's side, without moving a step.

Before leaving, Feng Yiran glanced at the eldest nephew, and a helpless smile flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, it is the eldest brother's seed, always guarding Xiaoxiao's side, even if he wants to get closer, he will exclude himself, if the eldest brother is a wolf, this is definitely a little wolf cub.

Are there any talented people from generation to generation?

Feng Yiran slowly stepped on the familiar palace road, and the little maids around occasionally passed by. When they saw the person coming, they were startled at first, and then they all blushed and walked away with their heads down.

Feng Yiran smiled, and looked up, the Xuanzheng Palace stood far away, majestic and solemn, the capital is still the same capital, it's just that the world has changed, the sea has changed, there is no longer a place for him here.

After leaving the palace gate, I saw Su Ziyu waiting outside, with a gentle and handsome face, but because of the wounds and bruises hanging on his face, it looked a little more funny, Feng Yiran leaned forward with a smile Go, cup your hands: "King Wu is a thousand years old!"

Su Ziyu snorted coldly, then nodded suddenly: "Let's go, my king treats you!"

Feng Yiran just waved his hand: "No." As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave, but he had already raised one leg, but he stepped back, with a strange smile on his gentle face: "King Wu is a thousand years old, I don't know Do you know why Brother Huang left you alone in the capital?"

Su Ziyu's expression froze, and he looked over with cold eyes.

The smile on the corner of Feng Yiran's mouth gradually widened: "Do you really think that Brother Huang will put everything that can threaten him before his most fatal weakness?"

Su Ziyu narrowed his eyes, but saw that Feng Yiran had already smiled, and slowly walked up Zhuque Avenue with his hands behind his back, and within a short while, he was completely submerged in the crowd.

Su Ziyu frowned, and looked back at the high palace wall. Behind the endless piece of red paint was the peak of power. The impregnable palace concealed Feng Junran's biggest and most fatal weakness.

Empress Ye Xiaoxiao!
But so what?This is also Su Ziyu's weakness!He can kill his blood brothers and the person next to him, but he only treats this woman, not to mention beating and scolding, even if he scolds, he will feel at a loss what to do!
"Damn it! Feng Junran, what the hell are you planning?!"

Su Ziyu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. He could only return to the Wu Palace with all his injuries.

In the palace, Concubine Liu's body had already been put into the coffin, and Han Qiumei was offering condolences to others. Turning her head, seeing King Wu came back, she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and bowed down to salute.

Su Ziyu helped him up, lowered his head and stared at Han Qiumei's face for a long time.

Han Qiumei was a little horrified at being stared at, thinking to herself, could it be that the prince was stimulated by the empress again?

After a long while, I heard someone murmur: "You said that this king really doesn't know how to cherish it?"

Hearing this, Han Qiumei couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)