Chapter 17: Unforeseen Development 1
When Qilin finished telling all the versions of Huan Zhu Ge Ge she had seen, even adding Doraemon and Spider-Man to randomly talk nonsense, finally using Zhen Huan Zhuan to tell the story of Qianlong's experience, she finally endured until the dinner party ended in the evening.
"I didn't expect that you, a little maid, would know so much." Lan Fei said, leaning into Feng Changqing's arms, with a hint of coquetry. "Your Majesty, I'm really delighted to hear this. Tomorrow we'll be returning to the palace, so I'd like to ask Your Majesty for a favor - may this maid continue to tell me stories tonight?"
"What's wrong?!" Zilin touched her throat, which was almost smoking. She might have trouble speaking normally now, and if she spoke again, she would really become mute. It seemed that the emperor still doted on this Lan Fei, otherwise, why would he bring her to this place?
It's really surprising that the emperor would bring his concubine to a place like this, which is rumored to be a brothel. It's even more astonishing that he allowed the construction of the Pavilion of Hundred Flowers in such a location, without worrying about tarnishing the reputation of Empress Ji. If it were those empresses from TV dramas, they would have been furious enough to jump out of their graves.
"Since you like this little maid so much, why not ask the Emperor to bring her back to the palace? Then, whatever you want to hear will be fine." Zi Yun smiled and turned to Feng Changqing, "I'm sure the Emperor will agree, since he dotes on you so much."
I won't agree! Qilin shouted loudly in her heart, thinking that she had never wanted to set foot in the imperial palace. Now, if she were to enter, someone would die. Just as she was about to object, Yu Mu grabbed her hand, and Qilin looked at him in confusion. But Yu Mu showed no reaction. If things continued like this, she would be taken into the imperial palace.
Yu Mu's hand tightened its grip, which helped Zilin calm down. However, it seemed like Zilin was already beyond consolation, so when everyone was waiting for Feng Changqing's response, Yu Mu spoke up first: "Ah Xue, don't you hurry to thank the empress? To receive the empress's favor and the emperor's recognition, from now on you will be a credit to your ancestors."
Isn't this pushing her into the fire pit? Qilin's face didn't change color as she shook off the elm wood, and then looked at Feng Changqing.
Feng Changqing still smiled and affectionately stroked Lan Fei's head, saying slowly and deliberately, "Lan Fei, are you telling the truth?"
Seeing the smile in Feng Changqing's eyes, Lan Fei nodded shyly. The next moment, Feng Changqing's large hand covered her chest without any reserve, gently kneading and pinching Lan Fei's face, making her hum softly.
"Dislike, Your Majesty." She buried her head in Feng Changqing's chest, her small fists lightly pounding on his chest.
Zi Yun and Long Ye had long been accustomed to this situation, and they just smiled slightly. Yu Mu couldn't see or hear it, and could automatically block out the sound. But Qi Lin was different, she had never seen such a restricted scene at such close range before. Although her mind was open, that didn't mean she was avant-garde. Listening to the woman's coy moans and the man's teasing, she felt her ears burning, her heart racing extremely fast, and even her breathing became irregular.
When looking at Lan Fei's enchanting eyes, Feng Changqing sneered and pushed away Lan Fei who was leaning on him, saying "Lan Fei, you really have a big nerve."
"Huh? Zilin looked at Feng Changqing in surprise, who had suddenly become serious. Lan Fei seemed to still be in a daze from the warmth earlier, the faint blush on her face hadn't faded yet, and the happiness in her eyes was filled with confusion."
The queen just wanted to speak, but found her neck tightened, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say a word. She could only look at Feng Changqing with uncomprehending eyes.
