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

Chapter 849 Stifling the Growing Love

"Do you know how it is to love someone?" The man stopped, turned his head to look at him, and Feng Moyan shook his head gently.

His feelings for the emperor could not be made public, or even traces of it could be revealed. All he knew was that he had to guard her like Uncle Huang.

"Love a person with one heart. Her every move, a smile and a smile can lead your mind. You want to hold all the best things in the world in front of her. You have an appetite for her and can't tolerate others She said a little bit. You want to do the most intimate things with her, and you do n’t want to be tired. ”Feng Qingbai smiled, but in fact he did not understand emotions, but in the face of prosperity, he never imagined or never If you think about it, it will happen naturally.

Without hesitation, from the heart.

"When you grew up, I taught you, and you followed my temperament and my preferences. If you like books you like, you also practiced my usual typeface, and I deal with the appearance of outsiders. I also learned a lot. I followed everything in my footsteps and moved closer to me. So I like what I protect, you like it, and you want to protect it. "Watching the teenager's confused look, Feng Qingbai smiled. "Everything you do is because I like it, so you like it. Over time, you forget what you really like. Over time, you do n’t love your emperor, but just a habit that sublimates from me. . "

"Uncle Huang, I, I am not, I don't dare to have Emperor Huang ..." Feng Mozhen hurriedly argued. Uncle Huang's words confirmed his feelings for Huang Ji, so he would definitely abandon him!

His slender hand was raised, and he patted him on the boy's head, interrupting his words, "You see me as a father, and you do a lot to please me. Think back and think about it, really see your own Heart. Fenger, what you have to do is not to grow into what I like and do what I want to do. What you should do is to find yourself and do what you want to do. "

The hand above his head, when rubbing his head, gave him a feeling different from the soft warmth of the emperor.

This hand was just as warm, but there was more of a sense of reassurance.

He does a lot of things, sometimes just to get a positive look from Uncle Huang, a simple compliment. Then he would feel unusually satisfied.

Then ... did he really admit the wrong emotion like Uncle Huang said?

Slowly raised his eyes, looking at the light face of the man who was unchanged all year round, and his cold eyes. This time, he finally saw the man sighing, comforting, and entrusting him behind the surface.

"Fenger, Uncle Huang warned you since childhood that the emperor was merciless. It was the uncle Huang who was wrong. I deprived you of my ego's power and taught you what I want. This is also my deviation. In the future, it is good to be yourself ? "

"Uncle Huang ..." A ferocious sourness surged up in his heart, reddening his nose and eyes.

Feng Mo rushed into the man's arms, holding him tightly, "... from childhood to age, you have never held me, uncle Huang."

The head buried under his shoulder froze, and his voice choked as he tried to hide, revealing a slight grievance.

Like a cub treated unfairly, the moment it is understood is more wronged than ever. So coquettish in the arms of the elders, seeking comfort.

The big hand paused, and finally looped around the young man's back, and patted him on the spine.

On his shoulders, the juvenile's head was more severely swollen, and the thin cloth of the clothes was stained with a moist moist, which became slightly cool after being slightly warm.

Feng Qingbai raised her head, looked at the stars and moon above her head, slightly lip.

Autumn night in October, night dew has begun.

The two stayed in the Royal Garden for a long time and could have left earlier.

However, a young cub was holding a person and refused to give up, but it took a long time to grind it. After several urgings, it returned to the palace one step at a time.

Fortunately, no one is around, or there will be new rumors tomorrow.

After returning the boy to the palace, he touched his wet shoulders, Feng Qingbai rubbed his eyebrows and sighed. He originally went to the palace tonight, in addition to solving the wind and ink, he also deliberately went to the Yangxin Temple to ask about the events of the year.

Now the moon has begun to fall to the west.

When leaving the Royal Palace, Feng Qingbai was in a good mood, and this good mood continued until he returned to Fuzhong to undress.

At that time, the woman was not asleep, and she was waiting for him to return.

"The eyes are bright and the corners of your mouth are light ... you are in a good mood."

"OK." He kissed softly in her forehead, her lips raised higher.

"What makes you so open, listen?"

"Let's keep your husband secret, go to sleep."

The woman was strong, he came back, gathered her familiar atmosphere, and soon fell asleep.

Watching her quiet sleep, she leaned again and pecked her eyebrows.

The mood is good because it succeeds in killing a growing love rival in the cradle.

It's a breeze.

Of course, this matter, his Sheng Sheng will never know.

In the Palace of God's Palace, there was another person in the same mood, who did not know that he had been completely flickered.

Feng Moyu rolled around the quilt on the dragon bed, and the corner of his cracked mouth couldn't be closed.

Uncle Huang held him tonight, hahaha!

Previously in Xinghua Village, I often saw Lao Tzu holding his son, and also put his son around his neck.

Naturally, he didn't dare to think that it would be enough to let the uncle hug and enjoy the feeling.

How dare you demand too much from Uncle Huang?

Uncle Huang has always been a man of restrained emotions, especially harsh on him. It is really rare to be like tonight.

Moreover, Uncle Huang admitted to him wrongly!

Huh! Can't sleep!

"Come, come and talk with me!"

The **** Hou in the outer room hurried in, "I have something to order, emperor?"

"Sit down and chat with you casually."

"Don't dare!"

The **** knelt down in fright.

"Kneeling is fine, what's your name?"

The **** was mournful. He had been serving the emperor for the first half of the year. The emperor didn't even know his name.

"It doesn't matter. I ask you, isn't your word and behavior particularly like Uncle Huang?"

"..." the little **** fumed. "Return to the emperor, it looks a lot like that."

"Like what?"

"Eight or ninety percent." The King Nanling taught himself that he would be a teacher and act like a teacher who had the greatest influence on him. The emperor was really stupid to ask this.

"Really so?" The emperor's voice was a little more excited.

At this time, even if you feel that you are wrong, you don't dare to change your mouth. Xiaoban solemnly and respectfully said, "It really looks like that."

"Okay, you go down."

"..."

(End of this chapter)