Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1342: Is Your Shoulder So Thin And Deformed?

When he heard that someone was coming, Liu Zhixia packed up the copy in front of him and got up. "The emperor has something to discuss with the second prince.

Feng Moyan nodded and lowered his throat, "Uncle Xia, remember that you promised me, you can't break your word!"

Glancing at him, Liu Zhixia smiled and left.

Watching him walk out of the study, Feng Moyu called, "Please come in."

Outside the door, Xiao Ban immediately led Feng Yi in.

"Feng Yi see emperor."

"Sit down. Little board, serve tea."

Feng Yi sat down in the passenger seat respectfully, with a straight and meticulous posture.

"This is the study, not Chaotang. You don't need to be so serious." Feng Moyan teased. "It was more pleasing to the eye when I was stingy that day."

"Thank you, Emperor, for ridiculous praise." Feng Yi still gave a serious answer, making it difficult to tell whether he was joking or really thankful.

Boring.

Feng Moyu also didn't like to waste time. On the desk, a lot of official duties were left unaddressed. He had no spare time to talk nonsense to others. Things don't break promise. "

Listening to the wind Mo Yan directly into the topic, Feng Yi was a little surprised to listen carefully.

"But Dongyue and Beicang are both powerful nations. Once Nanling intervenes in this matter, it is equivalent to seizing their interests directly in the hands of the two powerful nations. The incidents caused will never be small. I need to take some time to prepare. You must return to Fengfeng first. Month, I'll give you news when I'm ready. "

"His subordinates are very grateful to the Emperor for his help, but the Emperor Rong Hong, the matter of Feng Yueguo is urgent, and he asked the Emperor to make an early claim. I may not be able to support it for too long." Feng Yi looked serious.

He knew that it was not easy for the Emperor Nanling to promise to start helping. As the other party said, Nanling's intervention was tantamount to gaining profits in the hands of the two great powers, and the conflicts caused were bound to be small. Nanling was also extremely risky.

It is understandable that the other party needs some time to prepare, but the situation in Fengyue Kingdom is indeed urgent, and he is also worried that time is prolonged. In the end, Nanling is likely to be under pressure from the two countries and assistance to Fengyue will not be left. .

After all, Fengyue Kingdom did not have much use value for Nanling.

In this way, the final result of Fengyue Kingdom either compromised with Dongyue Beicang, became crippled, or lost.

Looking up at the man with a dull expression sitting behind the case, Feng Yi had his heart hung up. He didn't dare to guess whether the words of the Nanling Emperor would be an excuse.

"The emperor, my subordinates have heard of it, Nanling and Dongyue Beicang have some friendship." Finally Feng Yi could not help but test.

Feng Mo raised his eyebrows and faintly yelled at him, "Where did you hear that? So this is why Feng Yueguo finally chose to rely on Nanling?"

Feng Yi was startled, "The emperor forgive me!"

"It is impossible to forgive sins. You should have worked with me on Nanling before you came here, and the news in the trail was correct. But it is not Nanling who has a relationship with Dongyue Beicang, but only the uncle Huang. Private."

"The Emperor said King Nanling?"

"The second prince stayed in Nanling for so long. The Fengyue Kingdom must have been anxiously waiting for you to return. Prepare for the next two days. Let's go back to the DPRK and wait for the news." Feng Moyu turned the topic back and asked Feng Yi about Nanling King. Feng Yi's inquiries were avoided, and the indifference in his tone made Feng Yi afraid to ask any more questions and got up to leave.

"The Chaozhong did wait anxiously. His subordinates' stay in Nanling for so long also caused a lot of disturbance to the emperor, so his subordinates will leave Beijing to return to the DPRK and wait for the good news from the emperor!"

Feng Moyu stood up, "He sent you out."

"My servant is terrified."

"Let's go."

Ignoring his true fear and false fear, Feng Moyu took the lead to go out.

He just sent the person to the outer door of the Imperial Study Room, and then stopped. "I met the second prince the same as before, and the occasional interview was very enjoyable. If it wasn't for Feng Yueguo's emergency, I really wanted to stay for a few more days. "

"In the future, there must be a chance to rejoice with the emperor." Feng Yi arched.

What they said to each other was scenes.

The Emperor Nanling was very happy to talk to him at first sight? He really didn't feel it at all.

Feng Moyu carried his hands on his back, smiled at each other, and finally reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "I have a chance."

Walking away from each other, after walking far away, Feng Moyu stopped suddenly and looked back in the direction Feng Feng left, and his eyes inexplicably appeared again.

"Emperor?" Xiaoban asked cautiously this time, unable to guess what the emperor meant.

"Xiao Banzi, what kind of person do you say the second prince of Fengyue Kingdom?"

"This ... the emperor forgive sins, the slaves have been waiting for the emperor. All the thoughts in the heart are about the emperor. This second prince Fengyi, the slaves really don't understand him."

With a cool glance at him, Feng Mobi stepped forward. "If you can understand a person by just a few glances, you are not a slave."

Xiaobanzi lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and the emperor knew all the time to greet him. If he was not a slave, could he respect the emperor here?

"What about scolding in your belly?"

"The Emperor's Mingjian! How dare the minions scold the emperor! The minions treat the emperor--"

"Faithful and loyal." The emperor Shun took the words behind him, and Xiaoban laughed dryly.

The emperor's daily routine is to use him as a joke for fun, and he has become more and more accustomed to the emperor's style of behavior.

Most people standing in high positions are perverted.

For example, the emperor, such as the Nanling king who now looks normal.

Of course, such a truth, a slave who dare to defame his heart is absolutely inexcusable.

Woe comes out of his mouth, even if he is now a celebrity in front of the emperor, he can't float away.

On the way back to Yushufang, Feng Moyu walked slowly and was not in a hurry to go back to handle government affairs.

The right hand held on the back, fingers twisted lightly.

It's that thin and thin touch again.

A slender looking man with so thin shoulders?

Are they deformed?

The corners of Feng Mo's mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

That man is really interesting.

On the third day, the tribute ambassador of Fengyue Kingdom left Beijing to return to the dynasty, and Feng Yi resigned before leaving. Feng Moyu did not go to deliver it in person, only the old **** in the palace sent him to the dock on his behalf.

His current mind is not in Fengyue Kingdom. With the uncle's presence, the matter of Fengyue Kingdom and even Dongyue Beicang is not a big deal in his eyes. What he is tangled with now is that the Queen Mother has a body!

And three more months are coming!

He didn't get the news now.

The feeling of being blocked out by the Liu Family Courtyard is very uncomfortable.

Feng Mozhen thinks that this has something to do with his rarely being able to contact his grandpa and grandma.

No matter how deep a relationship is, it will fade if you don't contact for a long time, not to mention that it's easy to forget about the age of grandpa and grandma.

If he doesn't go back and forth in front of them, they will never remember that there is still a small wind in Beijing.

(End of this chapter)