Chapter 11

Murong Zhi Ning placed the emerald Indus leaves in his palm and looked at them with tender eyes. Phoenix tree leaves are green and bright. There is a small hole in the petiole, which is connected by a string of red silk thread. Some parts of the silk rope have been ground to pink. It looks like it's been years.

Murong Zhining carefully wiped the jade with a silk handkerchief and hung it carefully on her neck after wiping. Cai Santo asked her with her cheek: "is this maple leaf left by your mother? It doesn't look like ordinary people's objects. " Murong Zhi Ning smiled and said, "this is not a maple leaf. This is the phoenix tree leaf. When I was very young, a little brother gave it to me. I called it "Biwu."

Picking mulberry bad smile: "Oh, original Zhi Ning already had sweetheart!" Murong Zhining's face is slightly red. She gently taps on Caisang's forehead with her knuckles: "where do you want to go? I've been looking for that little brother. I'm going to give Biwu back to him. "

Behind the two girls, the frost on Yanfeng's face. Every time he came to Qixiang palace, he would send away his accompanying eunuch and maiden. He didn't want to disturb Murong Zhining. He heard the conversation between the two girls clearly. He is very angry, Murong Zhining's hand, even someone sent her keepsake.

The two girls found the flaming beacon behind them. They knelt down and saluted. There was no expression on Yanfeng's face: "didn't I say that? No need to be polite. "

Yan Feng sat down at the table with a gloomy face, and went back to make tea.

Yanfeng reaches out and grabs Murong Zhining's wrist. His eyes are full of murderous spirit: "show me that stone on you." Murong Zhining looks at Yanfeng incomprehensibly. She doesn't know why Yanfeng is angry. She gently pulls her hand away from Yanfeng's palm and slowly takes down "Biwu" and hands it to Yanfeng.

Yan Feng took over the jade and watched it carefully. He frowned, and the jade somehow made him feel familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

is most angry with Yan Feng. He suddenly associates with the lantern collected in the courtyard a few days ago, and the lines written by the phoenix tree leaf on the lamp, and wrote the words: brother brother, where are you? How can I find you? Give Biwu back to you? This just proves that Murong Zhining has others in mind.

"Who gave it to you?" Asked Yan Feng coldly. Murong Zhining twisted her hair on her chest with her hands and lowered her eyes: "who gave it to me? What does it have to do with the emperor?" Caisang just came here with the tea. Seeing Yanfeng's face full of rage, he was so scared that he didn't dare to deliver it. He just bowed his head and handed the tea cup to Murong Zhining, and retreated silently.

Murong Zhining hands the tea to Yanfeng, hands up: "emperor please use tea." With a wave of Yan Feng's hand, the tea cup rattled and fell to pieces. For a moment, it was so quiet that neither of them spoke.

After a while, Yan Feng opened his mouth first, his voice as cold as ever: "if you don't say it, I will smash it." He raised his hand to throw Biwu to the ground. Murong Zhining gently tugged at his sleeve robe: "I don't know why the emperor is angry? This jade was just a small boy who was kidnapped in the thief's den when the maid and the nurse were caught by the mountain robber when they were young. When the child fled, he gave it to his maid, who would have the chance to take it back to him. "

Yan Feng's face eased a little: "is that true? In this way, I will keep it for you. I will surely ask someone to find the owner of the jade and return it to him for you. "

Murong Zhining grabs Biwu from Yanfeng's hand: "don't work emperor, I will find my little brother myself."

Yan Feng knew that he had just overreacted, so he didn't show any displeasure. He stretched out his hand: "what little brother? I don't allow it. Give me the broken stone quickly, and I will return it for you. "

Murong Zhining ignored him, put Biwu back to her neck, and carefully tucked it into her lapel. Yan Feng, holding back his anger, opened his eyes wide and growled in a low voice, "Murong Zhining, you are becoming more and more unruly. Don't think I have no way to deal with you. I have a way to deal with you!"

Murong Zhining pouted: "I'm used to it. I don't know the rules. Please drive your maidservant out of the palace, so as not to make the emperor angry all the time! "

Seeing her pouting, Yanfeng felt very cute. See four nobody, a will Murong Zhining pull to the bosom: "do you think you can also come out of my palace?"

Yanfeng's action scares Murong Zhining. She pushes Yanfeng hard, but the more she pushes, the tighter Yanfeng holds her. Yan Feng lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "do you know how bold you are? I'll take care of you. How many times have you lost your head? "

Murong Zhining is nervous and afraid. For the first time, she was held so tightly by a man. She blushed with shame and just lowered her head to avoid the burning eyes of the flames. Yan Feng's furious eyes dared to look straight at her, but now she didn't know how to deal with them.

Murong Zhining flustered to avoid the aggressive edge of Yanfeng. She could only cover her face with her hand and bury her head in front of Yanfeng's chest.

The warm breath of the flaming beacon swam between Murong Zhining's back neck and ears, and she shrank into a group with shame and fear. Yan Feng whispered in her ear, "dare to do this next time. How can I clean you up?" Then she had a heat on her neck and a kiss on her back.

Yanfeng lets go of Murong Zhining, who is panicked, turns around and leaves. He laughs as he walks, and his voice is very loud: "Murong Zhining, I kissed your neck, are you afraid of pregnancy? Ha ha ha... "Murong Zhining didn't expect Yanfeng to tease her with this allusion. Murong Zhining stood there with her face covered in shame and indignation, and didn't respond for a long time.

The next day, the eunuch next to Yanfeng came to give an oral message. It is said that Murong Zhining will take mulberry picking and spring apricot to Wan'an palace for a few days to arrange books for him.

Murong Zhining thanks for her kindness, and takes mulberry picking and spring apricot to Yanfeng's palace.

Three girls, staying in the imperial study, are sorting out stacks of books on the bookshelf. Picking mulberry and spring apricot have always been Murong Zhining's half master. They don't want to let her work. They just let her sit by and read the books she likes.

The Royal study is on the east side of Wan'an palace, next to the king's bedroom. Yanfeng will stay here most of the time, either marking the memorials or reading books. There is a large collection of books here, but they are all arranged by special eunuchs. They don't need any work at all. Yanfeng transferred them, but Qi Shangming gave him the idea, so that Yanfeng could see Murong Zhining every day without excuses.

After Yan Feng went up to the court, he went back to the imperial study and wrote the memorial. There is Murong Zhining beside him, he feels inexplicable peace of mind, and the efficiency of marking memorials is surprisingly high.

In his spare time, Yanfeng asked Murong Zhining to study the music score and play chess with him. Murong Zhining was held in her arms by Yanfeng last time. She was frightened and cold to him. Yan Feng doesn't think so. He thinks that with his charm, he will get Murong Zhining's heart sooner or later. He is not worried.

At night, after Yanfeng finishes handling political affairs or reading books, he will go back to the dormitory to go to bed. Wan'an palace has several idle side halls. Yanfeng chooses one nearest to his bedroom hall to let Murong Zhining live. Sometimes, Yanfeng excuses that there are not enough people in the palace at night, so Murong Zhining comes to serve him tea and water. Every time Murong Zhining pouts her lips, she looks aggrieved. In his eyes, Yan Feng was angry and funny.

Yan Feng's character is secluded and cold. He seldom goes to the concubines' dormitories, and he doesn't recruit concubines to serve in Wan'an palace. Once in a while, he used to stay in Minghui palace like a routine official, but he was not very willing. He just thinks he should be a little better at chiyun, that's all. Recently, he even stopped going to Minghui palace.

Qi Shangming, the eunuch close to Yanfeng, was puzzled. Yan Feng is young and shouldn't be so cold and thin to women. He asked Yanfeng several times if he had any physical condition? Do you need to extend medical treatment? Yan Feng refused to ask again.

Yan Feng also thought that he was suffering from an unspeakable disease. Until recently, he realized that it was because he had never met the right person. And Murong Zhining is the right person. She is his medicine.

Murong Zhining is devoted to everything. All of them make Yanfeng feel confused and confused. Murong Zhining makes him blush and heartbeat, just like a dumb boy who is in love for the first time. She also let him not see every other day for three years, which was never experienced by Yanfeng. It was always women who tried to please him and win his favor. Now, he has to put down his body and go to quyi to please a little girl. Thinking of this, Yanfeng reluctantly shook his head and smiled.

Sitting on the dragon's couch, Yanfeng is reading a idle book. He has the habit of reading before going to bed. Murong Zhining stands by, Yanfeng turns his head and looks at Murong Zhining: "I'm a little hot, please fan for me." He handed Murong Zhining a folding fan.

Murong Zhining's face is full of reluctance, but it's still about to fan for the flame. She is not afraid of fatigue, but afraid of walking too close to Yanfeng. Murong Zhining murmured discontentedly, "isn't there so many eunuchs in the imperial palace?"

Yan Feng stood up and glared at her: "are you so reluctant to stay with me? Why don't you want to serve me? " Murong Zhining stood in front of him, bearing the oppressive feeling brought by Yanfeng's height and momentum, and puckered her lips weakly: "maidservant dare not!" "And you dare not?" Yan Feng is angry and grabs the folding fan in her hand. She fans it.

Murong Zhining's face was full of grievances: "the maidservant was afraid of being clumsy, and made the emperor unhappy." Yanfeng listens to her saying, and is in a good mood. She grabs Murong Zhining's hands and puts them on her chest: "I don't know why? As long as I see you, I will be very happy! " Murong Zhi wants to draw back her hand, but she is held tightly by Yanfeng and can't earn it at all. Her little face became a peach blossom like color: "please respect yourself! Although the maidservant comes from a humble family, he has dignity! "

Yan Feng didn't let her go. He smiled, "I didn't do anything to you. Pull your hand, and it won't make you pregnant. " Murong Zhining looked at Yanfeng angrily: "does the emperor intend to make fun of the maid all the time? If the maidservant said such a thing, it would make people laugh less. The emperor, you know all the time, don't you also make the same mistakes as your maidservant? When the emperor laughs at his slaves, is he not ashamed? "

Seeing Murong Zhining angry, Yanfeng let go of her hand and laughed: "ah! This is the legendary anger, right? Every time you make me angry, you finally put all the blame on me. Alas I'm afraid that I owe you money in my last life and I haven't paid it back! "

Murong Zhining pouted: "if the emperor dislikes the folly of the maidservant, he can drive the maidservant out of the palace! Where do you humiliate people like that? " Yan Feng goes to her bosom and says, "no way. If you want to leave again, I will let you have a long memory. "

Minghui palace, chiyun Ping languidly relies on the imperial concubine's bed. With tears in his eyes, Yanfeng has not been to Minghui palace for more than a month. Caiqin knows her mind. She thinks it's time to make good use of chiyunping to deal with Murong Zhining. A vicious plan is quietly generated in Caiqin's heart.