The lady of a good match

"If the minister and His Royal Highness Lin don't come, will the emperor really want to beat the prince into submission?"

Ying Li came to sit next to Feng Jingyi, the palms of his hands were very painful, especially those with thin skin and tender flesh, he was also beaten when he was a child.

Feng Jingyi sighed: "I did it for his own good, he is too clingy, he should be independent."

Ying Li still feels distressed when he thinks of the little guy's pitiful appearance:

"He is only five years old, you are too strict."

Feng Jingyi snorted softly:

"When I was five years old, I was poisoned several times and almost died. How can I be so heartless and willful as him."

Ying Li paused, then said again:

"It's because of this that you created such a good environment for them, isn't it?"

Miscellaneous people are not allowed to step into the Wenhua Palace casually, and the little ones are free to be guarded by special personnel, isn't it just to prevent children from being involved in the intrigue of adults?

"yes……"

The root of the disease that accompanied him when he was a child and even when he grew up was an indelible shadow in his heart, so he didn't want Yan'er and the others to suffer like this.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand:

"Forget it, let him go out with Lin'er to play around for a few days. You have to be stricter with him in the future. He is the heir apparent of the Tianshu Kingdom, and others are the ones who will work hard on their own."

Ying Li looked at him seriously for a few seconds and then nodded: "Yes."

"I have decided to let the third prince Sui Lin'er go to the northern border together, Yingli, do you have any opinions?"

Ying Li bowed his head: "I have no objection, the emperor is the master."

He already knew about Wei Shuhan's encounter with the Third Prince in the Wei family mansion, so there was nothing to worry about now.

Feng Jingyi reached out and held his hand too much:

"Don't worry, although the third prince has not been concerned with government affairs for many years, he is not a pedantic person who does not know how to adapt. He and the deceased King Wu, who went to the battlefield when they were young, also served in the army of old generals Wei and Huo Yang. I have stayed in China before, although I can't say that I have a deep friendship with the Wei family, but I definitely have a feeling of admiration... This time he will accompany Wei Shuhan and help Wei Shuhan."

Yingli cupped his hands: "Well, I will thank the emperor and prince on behalf of Shuhan and Qing'er."

"The empress is being polite," Feng Jingyi said as he raised his hand to pick Yingli's chin, "I want him to thank you in person, there is no need for Aiqing to do it for you.

Ying Li turned his head away: "In broad daylight, everyone is going right." But the tips of his ears were quietly turning red.

Feng Jingyi leaned over and blew on his neck:

"This is the side hall of the bedroom, and the dragon bed is right next door. It doesn't hurt if you don't behave properly. I have been devastated these days, and I haven't been able to get close to you for several days. Are you so indifferent?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit delicate, Yingli stood up alertly:

"The third highness and the fourth princess are still in the Wenhua Palace, so I will leave first."

He was just pulled here to save the scene, not to get used to some king of a country who is getting more and more free of himself.

Feng Jingyi squinted at him: "Come over later to have dinner with me, Ying Li, I really miss you so much.

"Understood," Ying Li gave him a reproachful look, "Just wait, I'll come later."

After saying that and leaving in a hurry, Feng Jingyi touched his chin, why did he feel like a harem concubine waiting for luck...

After the canonization ceremony, Xiao Yunmu, the Imperial Forest Army, was intensively preparing for matters in northern Xinjiang. The news that King Xiaoyao accompanied him to go, the atmosphere in the court became a little delicate, and many ministers quietly advised King Xiaoyao to take command to calm down the foreigners in northern Xinjiang. nuisance, but the emperor said:

It's not easy for Xiaozhen to speak, so it's better for Aiqing to go to the invitation in person to share my worries and problems.It was suppressed.

King Xiaoyao has been away from the court for many years, and everyone knows why he is away from the court. Even the emperor dare not, so who would dare.

As night fell, Ying Li still stayed in the Library Pavilion of the Wenhua Palace to read books, or sort out documents and classics. This was his favorite thing to do besides teaching the princes. He still likes to have fun like this.

"Master Taifu, the dinner is ready, and the emperor will let you go."

Yang Heng came in with a smile to deliver a message.

"Okay, Father Lao is here."

Ying Li put the book back on the shelf and followed him.

Walking on the road, Yang Heng routinely said good things to the emperor:

"Today's dinner is prepared by the small dining room. The dishes are all ordered by the emperor himself. Most of them are the ones you like, Mr. Taifu."

Ying Li was already used to it, and said casually: "The Emperor has a heart."

The relationship between him and Feng Jingyi has developed rapidly, and Yang Henggong is indispensable.

Yang Heng raised the orchid flower and pointed: "Isn't that right, but the emperor only cares about you so much hehe..."

Eating, getting tired, bathing, and entanglement, this has become the way they get along with each other now. After a few days without intimacy, Feng Jingyi seemed a little impatient tonight. The people did it, and they tumbled back to the dormitory, and then they rolled together like dry sticks.

"Well, don't worry...um~"

She hooked the neck of the man on her back wanting to refuse but her voice was already light and ethereal.

Feng Jingyi's heart went numb when he heard it, he leaned over and breathed heavily on his delicate collarbone, and said heavily:

"How can you not be in a hurry, I haven't been able to hug you these days and I can't sleep well..."

It is rare for a man of noble status to condescend to confess, and Ying Li took the initiative to raise his neck and offer a kiss to save face:

"Me too..."

Just when the gun was about to go off, Yang Heng's disappointed voice sounded outside the door:

"Emperor, Prince Ming entered the palace to ask for an audience."

Yingli pushed the person away subconsciously, but Feng Jingyi pressed on forcefully, and said in a bad tone:

"I don't see you, and I don't want to see what time it is... Just tell him, I'm going to sleep."

"But the prince has already arrived..." Yang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead outside the door, "I'm waiting in the outer hall..."

Ying Li gently pushed the person on top of him: "Forget it, at this time, I think Prince Ming has something important to do, Dijun, huh..."

Feng Jingyi kissed forcefully, let him go after pestering for a while, and then said coldly to the door:

"Xuan, just let him talk outside the gate of the inner hall."

"Yes……"

Yang Hengcheng backed away in fear, Feng Jingyi continued to entangle with his impatient person, and said with a smirk:

"Let me be gentle, you just hold back a little bit and don't make a sound."

"No, you don't want to..."

"Shh-"

Feng Jingyi pressed his lips with his index finger, and then Prince Ming's steady and low voice came:

"The minister sees the emperor and disturbs the emperor's sleep. I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Feng Jingyi hugged the person who was staring at him tightly in his arms to play tricks, and asked in a soft voice:

"I'm sleepy today, it's really inconvenient to get up to entertain the emperor, so I wronged the emperor to talk through the door, it's late at night, I don't know why the emperor is visiting at this time?"

Prince Ming was not polite after hearing this, he cleared his throat and asked straightforwardly:

"I came here late at night and wanted to ask the emperor about something. Dare I ask the emperor to agree to His Royal Highness Lin's trip to the northern border, but it has something to do with the Yan family? Is it the idea given by the Taifu?"