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Chapter 1233 My Palace Is Absolutely Gorgeous 37
Prime Minister Yan, who had originally decided to get rid of him no matter what, did not dare to do anything now, and was a little timid.

And Yan Luo's actions made him feel an unknown uneasiness in his heart, and his fingertips kept tightening.

Feng Xingche's eyes were dim, Quan Quan and Yan Luo's smiles kept flickering in front of him, the string called reason was almost broken, he wanted to go back right now, to see if the little girl was staying obediently, sure her presence.

Finally, Feng Xingche turned around and didn't want to pay any more attention to Feng Xingyang.

Feng Xingyang saw the slight haste between Feng Xingche's steps, chuckled lightly, and raised his voice, "Those who achieve great things are most afraid of being entangled in emotions, imperial brother, from this aspect, I think you have lost in the end! "

Feng Xingche's footsteps paused slightly, he glanced sideways at him, the corners of his lips twitched, and in the end he left quickly without saying a word.

Back in the palace, Feng Xingche breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that no one had passed the news to Yan Luo and that Yan Luo had been staying in the palace obediently. He walked into the door, turned around the screen, and saw Yan Luo sat in front of the desk, with an upside-down book in front of him, and exquisite tea and snacks beside him.

She was wearing a long pink dress, which suppressed the coquettishness that was a disaster for the country a little, and added a little bit of the sweetness of a girl of this age, but the beauty engraved in her bones could not be concealed at all.

Hearing Feng Xingche's voice, Yan Luo turned his eyes sideways to look in Feng Xingche's direction, but he didn't get up, and the smile on his face was very weak.

Feng Xingche panicked slightly, and strode over with a look of hesitation on his face.

"Prince Chong rebelled last night, and my father should have paid the price for what he did before." Yan Luo seemed to be telling a fact, not a guess.

Feng Xingche's alarm sounded in his heart. He felt that something was wrong after receiving the information provided by Yan Luo. She seemed to know nothing, but actually understood everything. She also knew that Yan Luo was so sensitive. She stayed here and didn't let anyone mention these things in front of her. She probably could guess a lot.

But it's one thing to be clear in your heart, and another thing to actually face it. Feng Xingche raised his hand and hugged Yan Luo in his arms, looked at Yan Luo's eyes with lowered eyes, but didn't follow her topic. explain.

"Why are you wearing pink clothes today? Don't you like red the most? Only this color suits you best."

Yan Luo raised his hand against Feng Xingche's chest, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "The concubine is just a little tired."

"Tired? I'll carry you back to rest?" He said these words carefully, and hugged Yan Luo, as if he was holding a lifetime treasure, and walked slowly towards the house.

Yan Luo hugged his shoulders, lowered his eyes, and listened to his careful explanation above, "Your father will be fine, but he is really old and dim-witted for the official position of prime minister, and he can no longer afford it."

"Your Majesty..." Yan Luo raised his eyes and smiled, but the blood red that slowly overflowed from the corners of his lips instantly hurt Feng Xingche's eyes, his pupils shrank, and his body jerked Trembling, his eyes turned black, he hugged Yan Luo and yelled loudly to the outside to call the imperial doctor, then he wrapped Yan Luo in his arms and sat on the soft bed next to him.

There was a bit of bewilderment in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)