The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine From the Northeast

Thunder rang several times, and the torrential rain poured down, almost drowning the two of them.

Ye Yang already felt cold, but the dense and icy rain almost took away the rest of his body heat, his lips turned blue from the cold, he couldn't help shaking, his fingers were so stiff that he could hardly even hold the rein, and his feet fell out of the stirrup several times. He stepped on the air and slid down. If this continued, he was worried that he would fall off the horse, and if they were exposed to the temperature in the rainstorm for a long time, he felt that they would not last long.

Now they urgently need to find a place that can shelter from the wind and rain, otherwise they may freeze to death in the rain before Shen Shaoheng finds them.

Feng Luan has been following closely behind him, looking at him with indescribable worry.

Yunyang's body is weaker, and it's harder to sustain in the rain for a long time, but in the hunting ground, he really doesn't know where else to hide except under the trees, and they've been walking for a long time, just when Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan might become When the first emperor froze to death in the hunting ground, he faintly saw a ruined wall among the shadows of trees in front of him, so he asked the horse to walk in, only to realize that it was actually a ruined temple.

He was a little surprised and couldn't figure out why there was a ruined temple in the royal hunting grounds, but Feng Luan cleared his doubts, saying: "I heard that people used to live together outside the hunting grounds, this temple may be left behind after they moved out , but I have never been here before... This is the first time I know that there is such a place in the hunting ground."

No matter what the source of this ruined temple is, this is the only place they can find to shelter from the rain, even if they tell him that the ruined temple is haunted by ghosts, Ye Yang still has to go in.He and Feng Luan tied their horses to the porch, water leaked everywhere in the ruined temple, and finally found a place that was relatively intact, but their situation was not much better.

The wet clothes were sticking to their bodies, and Ye Yang was still shivering from the cold. They had nothing to light a fire, and there was no light source. After the rain, the sky was dim, and they couldn't even see the situation inside the ruined temple. Ye Yang could only search for I have a small amount of wilderness survival knowledge in my mind, but I don't know where to start.

Feng Luan was very worried.

He is close to Ye Yang, so he can roughly see Ye Yang's current situation. Seeing Ye Yang trembling all over, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Ye Yang's hand, and felt that the hands were frighteningly cold, and Ye Yang's voice Trembling, uncontrollable low coughing, weak tone of voice, even when he shook his hand back, the hands obviously didn't have much strength, in his current state, it might be problematic to hold on for another half an hour.

Feng Luan is rarely like

At this moment of panic, he was almost at a loss. He could only search back and forth in the ruined temple with the last ray of hope.

His luck was indeed good.

He took out a package from under the table in front of the statue. I don't know who put it here, but there were some flints and fire pockets inside. It was the first time he used this thing, and he spent some time trying to find a way to get it out. The torch was ignited, and only then did I see clearly the situation in the ruined temple.

A little further in, there is an extinguished fire, it seems that the time will not be too long, the fire is half burned, and there are still some dry grass and firewood beside it, although I don't know why there are these things here, but at this time He didn't think about it too much, he squatted beside the fire, trying to make a fire.

Ye Yang felt that he had the experience of having a picnic in the mountains when he was a child, so he wanted to step forward to help, but his hands were shaking so badly that he could hardly even hold the torch, and he could only stand by to seal it off in the end. Luan provided technical guidance, but the dry grass and firewood were damp and the fire did not start. Instead, countless white smoke came out, which made the two of them cough uncontrollably.

Feng Luan was at a loss for what to do. He tried a few more times. When the open fire was lit up, his hanging heart finally fell down. But he turned his head to look at Ye Yang, and just now he was still behind him muttering how to teach him how to make a fire. Ye Yang was leaning against the wall, drowsy, his face was pale, and he was startled. He had no experience in emergency situations, so he could only rely on his intuition, and simply hugged Ye Yang from the wall, and directly He started to untie his wet clothes.

Ye Yang was just drowsy, he was still a little conscious, Feng Luan suddenly hugged him and wanted to take off his clothes, he was frightened and wanted to slap Feng Luan's hand away, coughed a few times, and asked: "What are you doing! "

Feng Luan said: "Take off your wet clothes first."

The fire has risen, he should take off the wet clothes to dry, but it is always strange to ask others to undress for him... Ye Yang muttered that he wanted to do it himself, he stretched out his hand to untie his clothes, but he His fingers were frozen stiff, and he had spent a lot of effort to untie the knot, and he wanted to try again, but Feng Luan had already held his hand, as if he was holding back his anger, and said: "You do not move."

Ye Yang: "..."

How could he have forgotten!

Rainy night!Broken temple!Wet suit!

Isn't this the classic plot of the protagonist's emotional growth in love novels!

The next step is to hug to keep warm, right? !

No, he didn't want to hold the dog emperor to keep warm.

Ye Yang pressed Feng Luan's hand and struggled with all his might, saying

: "I, I, I have said it all, I will do it myself!"

But now he seems to have lost most of his strength, the struggle was like a joke, Feng Luan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly took off his outer robe, when he got to the inner garment, he hesitated a little, and then saw Ye Yang staring at him. Look, he hesitated for a moment, at least he didn't go any further, and turned to take off Ye Yang's riding boots. It should also be arranged.

What's so good about being a beauty, he wants to change back to the upside-down him!

Feng Luan took off his shoes and socks, and put them together with his coat to bake by the fire, while taking off his own coat, looking back, he saw Ye Yang staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, his white feet touching the ground, his complexion Embarrassed, he asked him casually: "Um... Your Majesty... Can you bring me some clothes..."

The ground is full of gravel and weeds. When he looked carefully, there were many small insects crawling around. He felt a little apprehensive, and he didn't really want to step on the ground directly. It was too far away for him to reach, so he had to ask for help in embarrassment, and suddenly felt that his words were pitiful, which was really not his style.

He saw Feng Luan was still standing by the fire, his gaze rested on his long, fair legs with his trousers rolled up.

Now that he is finally out of danger, he seems to have come to his senses only at this moment——

The beauty's clothes were completely wet, and half of the cloth was clinging to his body. The fair skin under the clothes was faintly visible, and the half-loose black hair caused by the galloping horse stuck to the side of his face. In the lapel of the folded clothes, Feng Luan's gaze was slowly lowered, and he saw that the drenched front of the clothes outlined his thin collarbone, revealing a bit of seductiveness on his chest.

Ye Yang didn't know what Feng Luan was looking at, he was brewing his words, coughed, and said again: "You...what are you looking at, what are you thinking about all day long, quickly pull a piece of clothing over here."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan raised his eyes, pretending that he hadn't seen anything, he tossed a piece of clothing and threw it over, turned his head to look at the fire, stopped looking back, picked up a thinner piece of dry wood, and tried to throw it away. The fire was stoked more vigorously.

The fire in front of his eyes was dancing, like his heart, restless.

The eaves of the ruined temple fell into the water, and each sound seemed to ripple in his heart. He suddenly wanted to talk to Ye Yang. He thought of his father, queen, mother and concubine, and all the past he had experienced. He never wanted to talk to Ye Yang. I used to tell other people all this, but now...

He couldn't look back, he just stared at the

Huoguang called softly: "Yunyang, Zhen..."

Perhaps his voice was too low, Ye Yang didn't seem to be listening, but instead asked him suspiciously: "Don't you take off your shoes and roast your feet?"

Feng Luan: "..."

He looked back silently, and glanced at Ye Yang silently.

"What's wrong with your eyes staring there?" Ye Yang said, "It's so cold outside, don't you panic?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan still didn't speak.

Ye Yang looked at him for a moment and felt that he understood.

Could it be that the dog emperor didn't take off his shoes because he thought his feet were smelly?

"Okay, they belong to big men, I understand." Ye Yang said seriously, "Your feet have been stuffy in your boots all day, but I don't dislike your smelly feet."

Feng Luan: "I..."

Ye Yang: "Just take it off, what are you afraid of?"

Feng Luan said: "..."

Feng Luan threw the dry branch in his hand into the fire, stood up expressionlessly, turned his head and walked to the door of the ruined temple, refusing to speak to him.

"Hey." Ye Yang was speechless, "Young man is quite shy."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, hooked the clothes that Feng Luan threw over with his toes, and when he stepped on his feet, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait, this is Feng Luan's clothes, right?

He used the dragon robe as a stepping stone?

Feng Luan wouldn't just kill him after thinking about it, right?

Ye Yang was trembling, he still stepped on the clothes with his toes, and carefully avoided the dragon pattern on the skirt, he didn't call Feng Luan back, he reluctantly waited on tiptoes for a while, and suddenly heard a familiar system prompt.

He raised his head and saw the little red letter -1 appearing on Feng Luan's body. He was startled and regained his energy immediately.

Favorability reduction, favorability reduction!He finally lost his favor!

Ye Yang stared at Feng Luan's back, thinking about the reason why Feng Luan lost his favor at the moment. He thought about it and there was only one reason. The young man was shy and didn't dare to take off his shoes. He even went to the door to blow the cold wind. , but couldn't pull back.

At this moment, Feng Luan must very much wish that he could open his mouth to call him back to enjoy the fire, and give him a step down, and if he doesn't speak, Feng Luan will definitely continue to lose his favor!

It must be so!

Ye Yang closed his mouth tightly, and decided to pretend that nothing happened, and he would call Feng Luan back after Feng Luan's favorability dropped back to the safe line.

He waited for more than a quarter of an hour, and the little red letter -1 really appeared on Feng Luan's body again.

Ye Yang almost wants to applaud his perfect plan, but the speed of losing favor is too slow, who knows when he will have to wait.

He wanted to wait a little longer, but Feng

Luan turned around and came back.

Ye Yang said, "Why? Are you not shy?"

But Feng Luan looked serious, he didn't intend to joke with him at all, but hurriedly said to him: "Is someone coming from outside?"

Ye Yang was startled: "The forbidden army is here?"

Feng Luan shook his head.

"It's not from the forbidden army. There should be other people in the hunting ground." Feng Luan picked up a piece of clothing, put it on Ye Yang, wrapped him tightly, and then set his eyes on the blazing fire at the moment , Feng Mei frowned slightly, and said, "Have you ever thought about why there is a fire in this ruined temple?"

The author has something to say: What do you think about when you are groaning all day long? What do you think about when you are bored all day long without talking?

Kaba: wink

The dialect part was written wrong just now, please modify it qwq

感谢在2020-08-2121:18:47~2020-08-2220:55:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade:. , Eat 1 meatball;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 5 for garbage collection; 3 for Mo Dao; Bai Bai Bai Bai, Tang Ning,. , Steady, steady, 402996421;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：TaKta、薛定谔的早睡早起20瓶；栀子花柒、七月半的兔子、斯人X10瓶；长庚谈、夏天、雨落清秋、Satoshi5瓶；柠檬精、晴人晴人2瓶；木木、38973452、叶言枫1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!