"Well, well, I don't mean anything else..." Yue Feng panicked a little.
"I know that you are actually doing it for the emperor's good, but falling in love with a man is beyond my control! What do you think I should do? What can I do?" Ling Xuewei trembled slightly and looked as if she was crying.
Ling Xuewei's appearance made Yue Feng feel even more guilty. He said quickly, "Actually, I can understand it too! That... the emperor's peerless elegance and appearance are so stunning that you can't resist, and that's normal...
…”
"Do you really think so?" Ling Xuewei looked up pitifully.
"Yes, yes, after all, the master is so good, it's normal that you would like it. But, but... that is the emperor, Fanxu's emperor, there is no way he will like you..."
Yue Feng racked his brains to bring the person in front of him back to the right path, "Think about it, there are so many beauties in the world, how could the emperor fall in love with you? Your appearance... At best, you are delicate, but at worst, then...
He just looks ordinary, who is the Emperor? How could he like you? What's more, the gap between your status is too big! The Emperor is the emperor of the entire Fanxu, with the power of life and death in his hands, and the lives and deaths of countless people can be determined by his thoughts.
, Don’t look at it, the emperor seems to be very tolerant of you now, but you are with the emperor like a tiger, maybe one day the emperor will kill you if he is displeased! You must not be confused!"
Yue Feng was trying his best to get rid of Ling Xuewei's admiration in front of him, so he didn't even notice the increasingly weird atmosphere behind him.
Ling Xuewei looked innocent, "How could it be? Your Majesty is not that kind of person!"
"You're stupid! That's because you don't know! The emperor seems to be nice to you, but that's only temporary. In fact, it's because he's been in a pretty good mood these two days. Otherwise, do you think you can stay so peacefully until now?"
Yuefeng Shen mysteriously told Ling Xuewei the gossip about Ye Moyan.
"Let me tell you, I know the emperor's personality best. He has a cold face all day long, and even if he is half a foot away from him, he will be frozen into ice! He is usually very picky, don't look at what he is doing to you now.
The food is quite satisfactory, but you don’t know how many royal chefs have been replaced in the imperial dining room! The previous chefs either committed suicide or disappeared inexplicably. Don’t you know why? It was because they couldn’t bear the too much pressure!”
Yue Feng became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, without even noticing that the air behind him had frozen.
Ling Xuewei held back the corners of her mouth that were about to smile and looked frightened, "Is Your Majesty really as scary as you say?"
"That's not all! So for your own good, stay as far away from the emperor as possible!" Yue Feng kindly reminded, "Otherwise, your life may be in danger!"
"Oh? I didn't know that I looked like this in your eyes?"
Ye Moyan's voice suddenly floated over from behind Yue Feng.
"That's because you don't..." Yue Feng suddenly froze mid-sentence.
Ling Xuewei watched helplessly as his face turned white almost inch by inch.
Yue Feng was completely stunned.
Ling Xuewei had a hard time holding back her laughter.
"Didn't you say it very well just now? Why don't you say it now?"
Ye Moyan's voice was flat and without any fluctuations.
But Yue Feng was about to cry. He stiffly turned his head and saw Ye Mo Yan, dressed in black robes, standing calmly about a foot away, followed by Fu Ji and several generals.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Yue Feng as if they were fools, and the air was almost freezing.
