Chapter 200 201: Can this be spoiled?

   "Your Majesty, you will really spoil me like this." Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi and said, no one would dislike unique treatment.

   She is a layman and likes it too.

  But behind this uniqueness may be the abyss. She wants to live well, and doesn't want to fall to pieces.

  Feng Yi smiled softly after hearing Yun Zhao's words, can this spoil him?

   It's not a lawless thing. Thinking about it this way, Feng Yi feels that Yun Zhao looks arrogant and domineering, but in fact he is a timid character, so he is worried about such a small matter.

   "It's just a little news, nothing."

  Listening to Feng Yi's words, Song Yunzhao thought that he looked like a fool, but this wasn't bad news for her, and she was quite happy.

  Nurse Yu and the others set up a meal, and Feng Yi took her to eat. Song Yunzhao was really hungry, and his eyes would turn red when he looked at the shredded chicken and lean meat porridge. He picked up the bowl and drank half a bowl of porridge.

  Looking at Yun Zhao's actions, Feng Yi felt more and more guilt in his heart. It was because he thought too simply, thinking that he had done everything well, but he didn't protect her as well as he had imagined.

  I put her favorite dishes on Yun Zhao’s plate, and said in a slow voice, “There are a lot of wild game in the palace, so you can place an order for the dining room if you want to eat.”

   "Really?" Song Yunzhao got an unexpected surprise.

   "The dining room here is divided into front and back. I will put your food and drink in the dining room in the front hall, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

  The dining room in the front hall is dedicated to the emperor's imperial meals, and even the queen mother can't intervene.

   This is the second surprise for Song Yunzhao. He doesn't have to worry about whether it is safe to eat all day long. The whole person can burst out joyful bubbles from the inside to the outside. He is so happy.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty."

   Seeing the joy in Song Yunzhao's eyes, Feng Yi's mood also eased, "Turn around and explain to Zhang Maoquan, and leave these things to him in the future."

  Song Yunzhao nodded hurriedly. The meals were returned to the emperor's dining room, so he had to run ahead frequently. Zhang Maoquan's doing it was really unattractive.

  After the meal, Feng Yi didn't leave in a hurry this time, but read the script with Yun Zhao for a while, and after reading it, he felt that the people around him slowly leaned towards him, with their heads on his shoulders, and fell asleep.

  Feng Yi turned his head slightly to look at Yun Zhao's sleeping face, only to realize that her eyes were slightly blue, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

  Yun Zhao has always been a beauty lover, especially sleepy, her eyes have never seen black and blue, it must be because she didn't sleep well on the way to the palace.

   He was also afraid that he would delay his schedule, so Yun Zhao never mentioned these things to him.

  Feng Yi didn't move, and let Yun Zhao lean against him. Half of his body leaned against the window to borrow strength, and moved slightly so that Yun Zhao could lean more comfortably.

  It was already dark outside, and the palace lanterns were hung under the eaves of the corridor, emitting a hazy yellow light to embellish the night. Feng Yi also closed his eyes. As the emperor, he was constantly dealing with things along the way, and he was not idle when he arrived at the palace, and then something happened about Yun Zhao. Seeing Yun Zhao sleeping soundly now, he also felt deeply sleepy.

  Under the light, the two of them leaned close together and closed their eyes for a rest. They were beautiful and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows. The wind passed through the window, and the hem of their clothes hanging down the side of the couch was entangled with the wind.

  Xiangxue and the others didn't dare to disturb them when they saw it, and quietly guarded outside the hall.

  Suddenly there was a faint sound of thunder coming from the sky, and the wind became stronger and stronger, making the windows rattle.

  Xiangxue didn't care whether to disturb her this time, she hurried into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, Zhaoyi, there is thunder falling, it might rain."

  Feng Yi woke up immediately, and Yun Zhao also slowly opened his eyes, feeling very sleepy, and didn't want to move at all.

  At this time, the wind was getting tighter, and Shi Zhu took people to close the window, and the moisture was filled, and it really looked like it was going to rain.

  Feng Yi bent down and hugged Song Yunzhao, "It's nothing, you can continue to sleep."

  Song Yunzhao was sleepy, closed his eyes obediently, and felt that Feng Yi put her on the soft couch, and someone took off the shoes on her feet. She was wrapped in deep sleep, and soon fell asleep again.

  Feng Yi wanted to leave at first, but seeing Yun Zhao tightly clutching his clothes, he hesitated, and he stayed here.

  Yunzhao has passed the first three months, so he will be fine even if he stays overnight.

  The night was getting darker, the bean-sized raindrops fell outside the corridor, the red candles swayed gently with the wind, the thick curtains fell, the rain knocked on the window eaves, and the sound of ding-dong ding-dong kept coming. Feng Yi thought he would not be able to sleep, but the person in his arms was sleeping soundly, and he also fell asleep without knowing it.

  Yun Zhao woke up early the next morning, with the familiar smell of ambergris on her nose, she opened her eyes suddenly, turned her head, and saw Feng Yi sleeping soundly beside her.

  Falling asleep on his arm, no wonder his breath is full of breath.

   The two haven't lived together for a long time, and Song Yunzhao didn't know whether he was used to it or not.

  Looking up again, Feng Yi's sleeping posture is upright and stable, just like his temperament, it doesn't seem like she has to exude free will when she sleeps. The eyelashes cast fine shadows under the eyes, and the Emperor was handsome and harmless in his sleep, the very opposite of his nature.

  Song Yunzhao was thinking whether he should get up first, when he saw Feng Yi's eyes move, and they opened quickly, meeting Shang Yunzhao's gaze.

   The four eyes met, and Song Yunzhao's eyes instantly bent, "Your Majesty, are you awake? Did I wake you up?"

  Feng Yi shook his head, "Why did you wake up so early?"

  Yesterday I was so sleepy that I couldn't wake up, but today I feel very energetic.

  Song Yunzhao sat up, the collar of his back shirt was slightly loose, revealing a white collarbone. Feng Yi immediately looked away when he saw it. It was easy to get erections in the morning, but she was pregnant.

  Afraid that Yun Zhao would find out that his body was abnormal, he sat up on his side almost immediately, and spoke again to divert his attention, "How did you sleep last night? Do you feel better now?"

   "With the emperor around, I couldn't sleep better." Song Yunzhao didn't notice anything wrong with the emperor, so he happily got up and changed his clothes.

  But she thought in her heart that Feng Yi was able to stay overnight, so it seemed that she didn't insist on having a room when she was pregnant, and that would make her more maneuverable in the future.

  Can you be unhappy?

  She was able to keep the emperor by her side, and the queen mother was so angry that she was about to go crazy.

  The more I think about it, the happier I become, and even my steps become brisk.

  Feng Yi looked at her back, thinking in his heart that she was so happy when he stayed?

  If this is the case, I will spend time with her when I have time in the future, and it will save some people from always using their brains to attack Yun Zhao.

   With him here, others will always be a little bit jealous.

  Thinking of this, Feng Yi put on his coat and went out. Meng Jiuchang had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the emperor come out, he immediately stepped forward to serve him.

  Meng Jiuchang came from outside in a hurry, stepped forward to salute, "My servant pays homage to the emperor, Zhaoyi. Your majesty, the empress dowager sent someone to ask about Zhaoyi's situation."

  (end of this chapter)