The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Feng Luan was in a bad mood, and on the way back to the palace, he almost never spoke a word to Ye Yang again.

Ye Yang couldn't figure out his emotional changes, so he could only sit carefully on the sidelines, thinking that being with a king is like a tiger, this tyrant always refuses to speak well, and he can't read his mind. He is very difficult.

The imperial army's horse farm is still some distance away from the palace, and the carriage is bumpy. Ye Yang was sitting upright at first, but after a while he couldn't bear to move his butt from side to side, but Feng Luan was by his side, and only 7 Feeling better, he didn't dare to offend Feng Luan anymore, he acted cautiously, almost looking at Feng Luan's face to find a way to temporarily relieve the pain.

Although it is autumn today, it is still a bit stuffy. The holy driver is here, and Ye Yang dare not pull up the curtain of the car. There is no air in the car, and there are two big men crowded together. It won't be long before Ye Yang Already sweating.

This is not a big deal at all, but there are still worn wounds on his legs and buttocks, and the sweat seeps into them, and the pain is unbearable for a while. Ye Yang couldn't sit still due to the bumps. When the carriage shook, he leaned back and happened to sit on the scratched wound. His face turned pale. He wanted to jump up immediately, but he could only support himself slightly. The soft cushion straightened his back and raised his buttocks, trying his best to keep the distance between the wound and the chair surface.

He wanted to yell, but he didn't dare to yell, so the pain was forced into his throat, and finally turned into a low, muffled moan. Before he could recover, the carriage tilted to the other side, and he While barely maintaining the current distorted sitting posture, in the inertia area of ​​the carriage, he directly rushed towards Feng Luan. At any rate, the dog emperor still had some conscience, so he stretched out his hand to help him, half-supporting him to make him sit still, and asked with a frown: "How do you..."

Yunyang's body was really intolerable to pain, Ye Yang's face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and even his breathing was slightly short of breath, and he could only groan in a very low voice with the pain of swallowing it whole in his throat. Di intermittently said to Feng Luan: "I... I'm fine..."

Shen Shaoheng was yelling at the officers and soldiers driving the car in a low voice, and then went to the side of the window curtain to ask in a low voice: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Feng Luan: "..."

He wanted to answer that it was all right, but Ye Yang didn't look like he was all right, he was hesitating, but Shen Shaoheng's figure on the side of the horse suddenly stopped, as if he pulled the rein, and fell behind the carriage, the end of the sentence sounded Floating in the wind, trembling, seems to be a little frightened.

"I'm guilty, I shouldn't disturb the emperor." Shen Shaoheng was still in shock, "I'm going to order the accompanying guards to retreat five feet away to follow!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang looked at the gauze curtain that could vaguely see things on the outside of the carriage, then turned his head and looked at his current posture half lying in Feng Luan's arms.

...Wait, something is wrong.

Did Shen Shaoheng misunderstand something? !

He heard the sound of horseshoes outside the car gradually receding, his back stiffened stiffly, he didn't dare to move, let alone look at Feng Luan, for fear that this accident would make Feng Luan's few good feelings for him even worse. significantly reduce.

But after a while, Feng Luan just cleared his throat a little bit, supported his arm, made him sit upright, and said to him: "I just said it, you don't have to take it to heart."

Ye Yang looked up at him cautiously, and saw that his expression was much better than the indifference when he was displeased just now, and he could even be regarded as soft-spoken and gentle. Feng Luan smiled and said: "Yes, I understand."

Having said that... what did the dog emperor say just now?

"You don't have to be so afraid of me." Feng Luan frowned again, and said, "I'm not a monster."

Ye Yang couldn't help but nodded.

He had already sat upright, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and put on a obedient look, but he secretly raised his eyes to peek at Feng Luan from under the bushy eyelashes, with a cautious look, coupled with His slightly red eyes, pale and haggard face, slightly messy hair...

Feng Luan coughed again, feeling that what he said just now was true... He said it a little too strongly.

He felt guilty, but he didn't know how to apologize. He looked at Ye Yang more, and the guilt in his heart was wrapped in an indescribable emotion. He even thought, every move of this servant Yun He was so straightforward that he didn't hide it, and he seemed to have never seen such a person in the palace for so many years.

No matter how slow Feng Luan's tone was, he asked Ye Yang softly: "Did Ming Yan give you a movie ticket?"

Ye Yang nodded.

He felt that the dog emperor's eyes were a little scary, so he couldn't help but shrink back to the other side of the carriage, showing a docile and obedient look, for fear that he would offend Feng Luan again.

Feng Luan asked him: "Are you interested?"

Ye Yang: "..."

He really wanted to shake his head, but when he raised his head and saw the big number "7" on Feng Luan's head, he gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes and nodded seriously.

"I'm interested." Ye Yang said dryly, "I like watching theater the most."

The number of times he went to theaters in his life was counted on one's fingers, and most of them were just to accompany the elderly, and he didn't know what kind of accent the Sanyuan class sang, and whether he could understand it.

He only knew that if it wasn't for the favor of the dog emperor, he wouldn't be idle to listen to any play.

Feng Luan didn't see his reluctance, he seemed quite happy to hear him say that, and the carriage finally entered the palace, when it got there, the carriage stopped, Feng Luan got out of the carriage first, turned around and stretched out his hand to go He helped Ye Yang, but Ye Yang was still sitting on the chair with a reluctant face.

How does this make him get out of the car! !

After sitting for too long, he was sweating again, and his clothes seemed to have stuck to the wound. When he raised his buttocks a little, he felt unbearable pain, and finally stood up tremblingly. Looking at the height of the carriage from the ground, for a moment I just feel ashamed.

Normally when he was watching a TV series, when the beauties got out of the car, the people next to him would have to use a small stool to support him, but now Feng Luan got off easily, Kang Ning didn't seem to have thought of this at all, Ye Yang could only get out of the car Leaning out half of his body, he forced a smile at Feng Luan and said, "Your Majesty, it's too tall."

He remembered Feng Luan's extremely low favorability, and he was a little apprehensive in every move, for fear that the favorability would drop further, and he only hoped that Feng Luan would ask someone to fetch him a stool, but he never expected Feng Luan to listen to him. As he said, he simply took another step forward, reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, and directly hugged him down.

Ye Yang froze.

Not necessarily.

emperor!No need!

He nervously looked at the guards around him, all of them looked at the front blankly, as if they didn't notice anything, but Ye Yang's face turned red.

He gritted his teeth and stood firm on the ground, not daring to raise his head to look at Feng Luan. The bumpy journey made his butt hurt even more. He hated the damn saddle, but he still remembered the promise he made a few hours ago.

He has vowed to learn how to ride a horse, so what if the butt is worn out, the butt just gets stronger the more you wear it!

Ye Yang made up his mind, took a deep breath, and then raised his head to thank Feng Luan with a smile.

"Feng Luan's favorability +10, current favorability is 17"

Hey?

Why did this favorability come back all of a sudden?

The increase in the dog emperor's favorability is mysterious and mysterious, as if everything can only be fought, which is really hard to deal with.

Shen Shaoheng was at Kang Ning's side, now watching Feng Luan walking towards the palace with Ye Yang on his arm, he couldn't help expressing emotion.

"The relationship between the emperor and Yun Shijun is really good." Shen Shaoheng said, "It's the emperor... I really can't see that the emperor has such a hobby."

Kang Ning looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Commander Shen, what are you going to say? If you want to speak ill of the emperor behind his back—"

Shen Shaoheng hastily interrupted Kang Ning's words.

"How dare I speak ill of the emperor." He lowered his voice, "Ping An, but you, who just followed the chariot, didn't you notice anything?"

Corning: "..."

If you talk about it carefully, when he was outside the carriage just now, he seemed to have indeed heard some... some strange sounds.

Kang Ning raised his head again, looking at Ye Yang's slightly stiff posture when walking at the moment.

Corning: "!!!"

"As expected of the emperor." Shen Shaoheng gave a thumbs up and slowly praised, "As expected, he is experienced and well-informed, I admire you."

……

When Ye Yang returned to the palace, it was already night.

Wan Juan was still anxiously waiting for him to come back in the palace, and wanted to hear him talk about the perfect experience of riding with the emperor this day, it was so difficult for him to return to the palace, and there was no time to ask him a word, but Ye Yang made her come out. He went outside and locked himself in the house alone.

It was a bumpy day, and after returning to the palace, he had dinner with Feng Luan, Ye Yang felt that his butt was no longer his own, let alone the inner thigh that he always touched when walking, now he just wanted to find a place to He took off his trousers to take a good look at the condition of the wound, and applied the medicine as soon as it was needed. The weather was still hot, and he didn't want to end up with an infected rotten ass in a few days.

It's just that the palace is not like his own home after all, Ye Yang doesn't know where the palace people put the emergency medicine, he wanted to look at the wound first, the trousers were only half removed, but suddenly he heard Wan Juan knocking on the door, saying : "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Ye Yang: "...I'm fine."

Riding a horse and rubbing his butt is too shameful, and he can't say it in front of the little girl, anyway, the injury is invisible, he can hold it back, he can hold it back!

Wan Juan was still a little worried, but Ye Yang had already said it was fine, so she couldn't ask any more questions, after a short pause, she said in a low voice: "Young master, let the imperial doctor come to deliver the medicine, if you feel unwell, the servant will accept it." Send him away after taking the medicine."

As soon as Ye Yang heard the word Rong Taiyi, he became energetic immediately.

He still remembers the medicine that the imperial doctor Rong gave him to relieve itching and light scars. The medicine is said to be miraculously effective. He should have some medicine for pain relief and disinfection. He urgently needs a box now.

Ye Yang hurriedly said: "Wait! Let him in, I want to see him in person."

Late Juan didn't think much about it.

In the past, when Imperial Physician Rong came here to deliver medicine, Ye Yang would see him in person whenever he was free. say.

Ye Yang felt ashamed and couldn't speak out, so he had to beat around the bush, and said to Imperial Physician Rong, "Emperor Rong, your medical skills are superb, and the effect of this medicine is excellent. These days, it is thanks to your medicine."

The Imperial Physician Rong was apprehensive and fearful, and said, "It's fine if your servant thinks it's effective."

Ye Yang coughed lightly, and secretly raised his eyes to glance at Wan Juan and the rest of the palace. They were all standing far away. If he lowered his voice, they would not be able to hear clearly, so he asked cautiously: "Do you have any disinfectant in there?" ...No, anti-inflammatory and analgesic medicine?"

Imperial Physician Rong was stunned, and repeated after him: "Anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving? Your servant is injured?"

Although embarrassed to admit it, Ye Yang reluctantly nodded.

"I don't know where Shijun's injury is? How did he get injured?" Imperial Physician Rong asked, fearing that Ye Yang would be puzzled, he explained, "The wounds are different, and the medicines are also slightly different."

Ye Yang didn't know why he asked such a question, he wanted to save face, he didn't want to tell Feng Luan about it, and he didn't want to tell Wan Juan, if the imperial doctor Tong Rong said it, the rest of the people would also want to know, he was hesitating, He hesitated and wanted to speak, but Imperial Doctor Rong's expression changed, as if he suddenly understood.

Wait, on the way here, he heard two young eunuchs whispering outside the imperial hospital, as if they were talking about gossip.

It seems that the emperor took Shijun Yun to the outside of the palace. On the way back, Commander Shen deliberately ordered the imperial guards to retreat ten feet away from the emperor's chariot to follow. Dangerous, and Commander Shen has served as the commander of the Imperial Army for several years, so he shouldn't make such a mistake.

Doctor Rong had an epiphany.

He has been an imperial physician in the imperial hospital for decades and served three emperors. He is very clear about the affairs in the harem.

When he looked at Ye Yang again, his expression was slightly different.

"I do have a kind of ointment here, and I will have it delivered later." Imperial Physician Rong lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, Sir, this medicine is a secret that is not passed down in the palace. It has excellent efficacy. Keep it for tomorrow It will be back to normal.”

In terms of the pain on his buttocks, Ye Yang felt that his buttocks were severely worn, he didn't expect the injury to heal tomorrow, he only hoped that the medicine from the imperial doctor Rong could relieve him a little bit of the pain.

He was extremely grateful and thanked Imperial Physician Rong, seeing Imperial Physician Rong standing up and saluting, but for some reason he looked admiring, and added to him: "Congratulations, Shijun Yun."

Ye Yang: "?"

Congratulations?

Why congratulate him?

Ye Yang watched Imperial Physician Rong leave, and fell into deep thought for a while.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before people from Tai Hospital brought the medicine.

As for the ointment in the brocade box, there is a very conspicuous red ribbon tied on it, the meaning is unknown, it looks very strange.

Ye Yang didn't think much about it, he found an excuse to send everyone out, put the medicine on it pitifully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that the medicines from the Tai Hospital are really magic medicines. He rubbed this medicine on the scratches on his buttocks and thighs, and the pain gradually disappeared, and the wounds felt cool and even felt a little comfortable.

Moreover, the large bowl of ointment has enough medicine, thinking that there will be a lot left after his wound heals, Ye Yang thought for a while, and simply put the ointment into the small drawer beside the bed.

This is a good baby!It should be treasured!