There was a private room upstairs. Ji Feixiu had a very bad face. He asked the fool about carrying food to help the puppy in the palace.

Opposite him was a handsome man with a deep temperament. The man was wearing purple clothes and gorgeous clothes, and was as handsome as a god. This man in purple clothes was Regent Xiao Yan.

Ji Feixiu complained in a humming voice, his face full of displeasure towards the fool Liang Wenqin.

Regent Xiao Yanan sat like a mountain. He looked out the window frame and saw traffic and heavy snow. Today it was cloudy.

Ji Feixiu was angry: "Are that fool stupid? Yes, he is just a fool! Is he really not afraid of his chastity being lost? Or did he forget that the puppy let him enter the palace because he fell in love with his face?"

Ji Feixiu was angry. If it weren't for the pressure from Empress Dowager Xiaoxian and had been holding them back, they would have been a mutual check and balance between them. Otherwise... As early as when Emperor Yong Yin ordered Liang Wenqi to enter the palace to be a noble king, Ji Feixiu would have to lead people to copy the emperor's nest.

You guy?

Haha, it sounds more noble and has a better name.

Isn’t it just a favor, a seller of P shares, and the female must be under the emperor’s body!

Xiao Yan's eyebrows were sharp and he spoke deeply: "The emperor didn't ask anyone to sleep yesterday."

In the past, there was always singing and singing every night, but... there was a rumor in the palace that Emperor Yong Yin either did not work in that aspect or was the one below.

Because even if different people change to bed each night, this "blind bed" is not a erotic thing that people imagine, but a bed with a bed, at most a touch of your hand, and at most a sleep with your arms in your arms, without any substantial relationship.

Ji Feixiu's face was not good.

"The puppy got a serious illness a few days ago. She hasn't recovered yet. Maybe she has no strength."

He said "ha" again, as if mocking Emperor Yong Yin on the dragon throne.

Xiao Yan thought: "If it is really because of this... the emperor should call a few more people."

Ji Feixiu was stunned and suddenly remembered Chu Liumu, the white-clothed national teacher in Qingtian Pavilion. Chu Liumu once asserted that Emperor Yong Yin could not survive eighteen, and Chu Liumu once mentioned something... Everyone knows that Emperor Yong Yin is lustful, but this "lustful" may not be because of his own desires, and it is more likely... to survive, he had to do it.

Ji Feixiu suddenly remembered that he had an upset with the puppy in the palace yesterday in the palace.

At that time, the puppy had a cold face, but his eyes were clear and bright, no longer as before as filthy or cruel as he used to feel upset.

"That puppy... really doesn't survive eighteen?"

His tone was very complicated and he was even worried.

But think about it again...day!

Liang Wensheng blamed that fool!

He must have been influenced by a fool, so he began to worry about the life and death of the little emperor!

So the charming monster Ji Feixiu had a bad face on the spot, and she felt so fucked.

Xiao Yan took a sip of hot tea: "That person is born in the Yin year and the Yin month, which is a rare life for all Yin. In addition, the pulse is chaotic and the physical condition is unique. If you want to prolong your life, it is necessary for those favors in the palace to exist."

Xiao Yan didn't like Emperor Yong Yin. The other party was brainless and willful and violent. He has been trying to commit suicide since he ascended the throne. It turned out that he had played a good hand of cards badly.

But one code is the same as one code. At least in this matter, from the perspective of a bystander, Xiao Yan sympathized with Emperor Yong Yin.
Chapter completed!