v2 Chapter 284： [Easter Egg 1] Qi Xiaoshou's Harem Life (Fanwai)

The man came to this cold place and hugged and kissed him...

The memory was so vague. Qi Yan, who was drunk, woke up suddenly. With a headache, he frowned and sat up from the bed. He looked at the cold room, which looked like someone had been there?

Qi Yan woke up at first, and Qi Yan looked at the hip flask lying beside him, and could not help but chuckled.

After all, it is your dream. Qi Yan went to the ground and kicked the jug beside the bed. The jug rolled and dropped a few drops of undrinked wine.

How could the emperor come to the palace in the middle of the cold palace in the middle of the night, just to see him?

It seemed funny to think about it, Qi Yan prepared a bath for himself, and took a warm bath. Fatigue seemed to disappear at this moment.

The room was very quiet, as if the dream of last night never existed. Three days later, Qi Yan received the decree and asked him to go back to take charge of the house of affairs.

That beautiful dream... seems to have come true?

Qi Yan couldn't understand it, but that might really be his fantasy, so when he received this decree, he froze on the spot.

Xiao Anzi, who came to declare the purpose, was happy: "Brother Qi, you are finally back! The emperor still remembers you!"

Qi Yan was silent for a while before asking: "Little Anzi, how good has the emperor been these days?"

"Brother is away, I can't see it. I will be able to go back to the palace, or my brother will see it for myself!" Xiao Anzi showed mysterious color, but Qi Yan didn't have time to make fun of him.

"Three days ago, could the emperor be well?"

"I'm well." Xiao Anzi puzzled: "Three days ago...the emperor turned like a brand of Yao Guifei. To say that this Yao Guifei really spoiled the sixth house, and in this harem, a person who could beat her None. Hey, yuck, yell, talk privately about the master but you will be slap..."

...It turned out that he turned over the brand of Yao Guifei.

Unable to say what emotion was in his heart, Qi Yan took the order and began to pack things. The carriage of the palace is just outside the palace. It seems that the purpose of this is to ask him to return to the palace immediately.

The anxiety and entanglement bred in my heart, and Qi Yan didn't think of it until he got on the carriage. He thought he was going back to the palace again.

"What's your brother worried about?" Xiao Anzi saw his sullenness: "Although the imperial palace is airtight, it is better than that palace."

"I know." Qi Yan shook his head: "It's just feeling, I have to go back to the cage that can't fly out."

"What's that brother saying? As a person in the palace, you can't think of going out." Xiao Anzi also sighed in disappointment: "But okay, the simple brother was also in the palace, not outside the city. That free life, otherwise you like the free days, and you don’t want to go back to the palace."

Qi Yan nodded, believing Xiao Anzi's words.

The west gate of the imperial palace opened for Qi Yan. He opened the curtain and watched the long street disappearing behind the tightly closed door. After all, the free life was inseparable from him.

"Brother don't think about it." Xiao Anzi comforted him: "The emperor treats his brother better than anything."

The emperor treats him well, who in the palace can get the same grace as him? But the grace he wanted was not these...

It should be too much extravagance.

Returning to the palace, his position is still the general manager of the house, still serving in the Yangxin Hall, where he lives is still the partial hall in the Yangxin Hall.

It seems that there has never been a change, just like he had not been out of the palace.

Putting on the palace gown, Qi Yan must go to the emperor to give a big gift, thank you.

At the Yangxin Hall, Qi Yan knelt at the door, and Xiao Anzi came out and let him in with a smile.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan stood up and walked inside.

Crossing the lacquered red temple door, above the dazzling high seat, is a phoenix in a suit.

He was reviewing the concert, as if he hadn't seen him, and he came in unheard of.

Qi Yan's eyes were drooping. Sure enough, the dream three days ago was nothing more than a fantasy after he was drunk.

Kneeling silently, Qi Yan didn't speak. He was waiting, waiting for Feng Lin to let himself get up.

For a while, the sound of reviewing and editing became the only background music in Yangxin Temple. It seemed so bleak and sad. I didn't know whether it was Qi Yan or a light brush.

"If I wouldn't let you get up, would you kneel there for a lifetime?"

Qi Yan's eyes narrowed slightly: "The minions listen to the emperor."

"Why do you call yourself a minion?" Feng Lin's voice suddenly increased: "Returning to the palace is to abandon your friend's identity and concentrate on being a minion?"

Qi Yan felt cold in his heart, how could he think so? The distance of friends can make him more arrogant with him, but the identity of a minion... is relatively silent for a lifetime.

"I……"

"Have you regretted that night?"

After hearing the words, Qi Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly looked up at the Phoenix on the throne. The man was laughing lightly, and the jokes and ridicule in his eyes were glanced at a glance.

...He, he is teasing himself? !

"Look at you like this, I'm afraid that night was a dream." Fenglin came down from the throne and came to Qi Yan, stretched out his hand, and gently twisted the hair that he hadn't **** in his temples. His voice was hoarse. Depressed: "So what did you say that night?"

"Counting!" Seriously, Qi Yan couldn't remember what he said at the time, but he knew that if he didn't count, everything might start again.

After receiving his answer, Fenglin's eyes flashed a gleam.

"I said that I really took you back to the palace, and you said that you will stay with me for life..."

"This one counts!"

"Serve by my side?"

"Of course, I will always be by your side."

"Always love me? Never leave?"

"...This, let's count for a while." Qi Yan didn't know that he was so open after being drunk. It must be known that in ancient times, such words were spoken and shame.

"Love me forever?"

"..."

Qi Yan finally understood what he understood.

"Emperor, you tease me?"

Feng Lin smiled and smiled so happy: "Apart from staying with me for the rest of my life, none of the rest is what you said."

Qi Yan was slightly relieved in his heart, but there was an angry look on his face: "Emperor!"

"But you just promised me, those are counted."

Qi Yan had nothing to say for a moment, why didn't she know that Fenglin would pit people like this?

Seeing his blankness and shame, Feng Lin was even happier with a smile, and his laughter echoed throughout the hall.

The louder the laughter, the more embarrassed Qi Yan, Fenglin looked at him, embracing him in his arms.

"Don't worry, I promise to count on you too."

"...What did you promise?" Qi Yan asked curiously.

Feng Lin's eyes flashed slightly: "A Jie Yu is pregnant with a child. If she is a prince, she will go to her mother to stay with her. From then on, the palace will become a cold palace. I will never step in."

Qi Yan froze, Feng Lin's words, like a sharp sword poked in his heart nest.

An emperor, for a man, would not enter the harem.

"If that's a princess..."

"Alas." Feng Lin sighed regretfully: "If it's a princess..."

His words stopped Qi Yan's eyes.

Feng Lin chuckled and said: "If it is a princess, then I can only let the fourteenth prince inherit my throne."

The fourteenth prince, the youngest son of Emperor Xiandi, is three years old and has been cared for by Feng Lin.

It turned out that everything was ready for Fenglin, but at this time, Jie Yu, who had been sleeping for a few months, was pregnant. Since Fenglin saw her mind clearly, she was not going to keep the mother and son, but she was impatient. The destiny of living in the emperor's family, Jiangshan Sheji's grandson is his generation, and he will not be at ease after his death.

However, now, everything is no problem.

I will talk about things in the future.

The person he held in his arms was loved by him in his life, and the rest had nothing to ask for.

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