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

Chapter 808: Nostalgic

Liu Yusheng thought it was the Queen Mother who came back, but looking back, it was a bright yellow.

"Xiaofenger, why are you here?"

There was a palace feast after the ceremony, and she left after a little stay at the feast due to her discomfort during pregnancy.

I did not expect Xiaofenger to come later, he should have fun with the officials and officials at the palace banquet.

It's not good to leave.

"Huangxiong." Feng Moxi whispered softly, came to her, and looked down at her.

"What's wrong?" Looking up at the boy, Liu Yusheng was slightly puzzled.

It was also at this time that I suddenly discovered that the young man in the impression had really grown up.

I remember when he first met, he was as tall as her, but now she needs to look up to see his face.

Almost as tall as his uncle.

Feng Moyu slowly lowered her head, and finally, her head wearing a dragon crown stopped in front of her.

Liu Yusheng is inexplicable.

"Huanghuang, as before, you touch my head and tell me, Xiaofenger has grown up, okay?" He lowered his head so that she could not see, and his eyes were slightly red.

But she heard it, and he choked slightly.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the boy's head, and smoothed out the dragon crown for him. "Our little wind, finally grown up, the emperor is very happy, I believe your uncle too."

"Well, Uncle Huang has been waiting for this day, I know." Feeling the warmth and gentleness coming from above his head, Feng Moyan's eyes floated out of nostalgia, and he was instantly depressed.

"How about you, pleased?" The woman asked.

Slowly stood upright, raised his head, Feng Moyan smiled and nodded, "I'm also happy."

Her eyes fell on her face, and she looked at her eyebrows for the last time. Feng Moyan turned and said, "Emperor, hundreds of officials are still waiting at the banquet. I'm going to pass."

After all, without waiting for the woman to answer, she strode away.

There was a line of sight behind him, falling softly on his back, watching him go away.

Feng Moyu looked ahead, his eyes were deep and dark.

Step by step, out of her sight.

In fact, he wanted to tell her that the emperor was far less happy as an emperor than Xiaofenger.

But he has a mission. From now on, he can't be a simple little wind.

He was brought up by the uncle Huang, he knew the wish of the uncle, knew that the uncle did everything, in order to protect her and protect the Liu family.

From then on, she, as well as the Liu family, will have one more guardian.

Together with the uncle, he guarded.

Since he was a child, he has been obsessed with Uncle Huang, but he has listened to all the words of Uncle Huang.

In this life, there is only one thing I am sorry for Uncle Huang.

He won't let anyone know.

Especially, she wouldn't let her know.

As a little secret in his heart.

Buried for a lifetime.

Nostalgia for the rest of my life.

After the ceremony, the Imperial Guard, Jin Wuwei, and even Jin Yiwei and other emperors directly reorganized their forces to cleanse and exchange blood.

All this was done very secretly, and many courtiers did not know.

For three days in a row, Feng Moyu never appeared in the Yangxin Hall.

On the fourth day, they followed Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou together.

The four of them gathered together, and the entire Yangxin Hall could make a huge difference. Qian Wanjin could sing a drama alone. The Queen Mother could not bear the noise. When she saw him, she avoided the room and left space for them.

"The ceremony has passed a few days ago, and we Xiaofenger officially grew up. It is gratifying. In the future, you will take care of yourself in government affairs. Do n’t always push it to your uncle, to the cabinet and Hanlin Academy. No matter what you do, you do n’t know what other people are doing. ”Qian Wanjin chattered and the old tune was repeated.

Feng Moyu picked up the snack on the table and stuffed his mouth. "Can you stop and I want you to teach? I can listen to these words one hundred and eighty times a day, and those old courtiers read that my ears will grow cocoons!" "

"Then do n’t just listen, you have to do it! Look at you, which emperor is doing as leisurely as you? I can see you every time I come! Can you let me feel the diligence of governing the country once again? Look at your uncle. In the past, he used to do government affairs from morning to night and slept two hours a day! Xiaofenger, learn from your uncle, ah, don't be lazy, you are an emperor. "

Liu Yusheng and Shi Xianrou have retreated from Qian Wanjin and moved to another table to watch a play.

Feng Moyu rubbed his forehead hard and asked the two of them, "Huang Ye, Auntie Shou, can I beat him?"

"Shit me? I'm your uncle!"

"I'm Long Live Your Head!"

After all, Feng Mozhen got up and rushed towards Qian Wanjin.

Is he still slack? If he is slack, he will not be able to raise the heart for three days?

He has been sleeping less than two hours a day these days!

The inner hall was crying, and Qian Wanjin was chased away by the boy.

Inside the hall, the old woman felt a headache. "Mother-in-law, can you make them quieter?"

"Anyway, I can't disturb the mourning family." The queen mother closed her eyes, seemingly undisturbed.

The end is forbearance.

The last two were sweaty, lying on the couch in the temple, panting.

Liu Yusheng didn't even look at them, "Slender, did you receive news of the border from General Shi? Has Feng Qingbai arrived at the border?"

There are people with Shi Kexian on the southeast border. When Feng Qingbai arrives at the border, he will inevitably enter the military camp first, and the news will be sent back there immediately.

"Not yet," Shi Xianrou shook his head. "My dad has been paying close attention to the movement there. It shouldn't be that fast. It will take nearly a month for Nanling to sail to the southeast border, not to mention the news will take time. Don't worry, Wang Nothing will happen, wait a few more days. "

"Then if we pass the news over here, can Feng Qingbai receive it?"

"Should be able, what message would you like to give him?"

Qian Wanjin got up with his bones and his eyes were bright. "Fu, do you want to tell Feng Qingbai the good news? If he knows you are happy, I guess he can ignore everything and run back immediately!"

"... I still don't tell him first, so as not to disturb him." Liu Yusheng immediately gave up the method of communication.

Besides, this news, she even wanted to tell him personally.

"Huangyin, my uncle has always been planning things. It is not a matter of full confidence. He will not do it rashly, so you don't need to worry. Uncle Huang will definitely be back soon." Feng Mozhen stood up and poured a cup of plum soup. Handed it to the woman, "I won't do nothing on the side. I still plan to have the soldiers hoard over the barracks. If the Dongyue emperor dares to make a change, then go to war."

He is not afraid of fighting or losing.

He only needs one result, that is, the uncle Huang is safely back.

As for what social turmoil and people are suffering, he will not take it into account.

The uncle and the emperor all hoped that he would become a prince, and he would work hard.

But if he touches his inverse scale, it is no wonder that he has no rules at all.

Uncle Huang said that as emperor, there is no need for feelings.

He didn't care about the people, he only cared about what the uncle cared about.

(End of this chapter)