Chapter 162 I'll Give You Marriage!

Inner courtyard library.

Feng Mohan sat in a corner, resting his cheeks with both hands, and occasionally glanced at the face of the man behind the desk who was concentrating on his work.

Heart like a cat scratching.

He didn't dare to disturb the uncle.

He has watched it for so long, why is Uncle Huang ignoring him?

Ask him, ask him!

"What do you want to say?" Huangtian did not give up his painstaking efforts. After calling it dozens of times in his heart, the person behind the desk finally spoke up.

"Uncle Huang!" Feng Mohan immediately stood up and ran over, not daring to get too close, so he chose to stand opposite the man, and cautiously said, "Uncle Huang, will Aunt Liu be my Aunt Liu in the future? "

Feng Qingbo paused and raised his eyes, "Do you have an opinion?"

"No, no!" Feng Mohan waved his hand quickly, joking, any opinions? Did he die! "I like Aunt Liu very much, really!"

Satisfied with his answer, the man looked away and continued to work.

"It's just, Uncle Huang, if you really want to be with Aunt Liu, can those immortals in the court agree? I'm afraid Aunt Liu's status will be used as a fuss by them."

Uncle Huang holds the power. In the past few years, those people have never succeeded in sending women to Uncle Huang.

In the end, all those people gave up, and even in Beijing, it was rumored that the uncle was not close to women, and had hidden illnesses. The most exaggerated rumors were that he had the goodness of Longyang.

After this sudden trip out of the palace, there was an extra imperial aunt, and she was still a small peasant girl from the village.

Thinking of this, Feng Mohan frowned. He had to help Uncle Huang with his plans. They depended on each other. If he didn't worry about Uncle Huang, no one would worry about him.

"What do you think?" After the book case, the man didn't raise his head, didn't scold him for talking, but asked again.

This is simply unprecedented!

Feng Mohan's eyes glistened with excitement.

In the past, the uncle in the palace never asked his opinion! I won't discuss it with him! He can only obey orders and be punished!

"Uncle Huang!" Feng Mohan, who was too excited, rushed to the table, "I'll give you and Aunt Liu a marriage! I'm the emperor, you can't resist when I give you a marriage, you can only get married! This way you can marry him. When Aunt Liu is together, Aunt Liu can be my aunt! Those immortals can't find fault with you, and at most put pressure on me. I'm not afraid! I'm going to die anyway, let them come, I'll carry it for you!"

"Can you handle it?" The man's tone was light, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs.

"Isn't the worst result of being unable to bear the impeachment of them succeeding and becoming emperor? At that time, you and Aunt Liu did something, and even pulling me down wouldn't change the result, making them mad!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and the young man made up a scene of a group of ministers scratching their heads and watching the picture of the uncle and aunt getting married and giving birth to a child in the bridal chamber, with a big mouth.

I didn't see that the man had raised his head from the bookcase, and looked at him with complicated eyes.

"You like your Aunt Liu very much?"

"I like it!" The boy nodded without hesitation, "Aunt Liu will talk to me and tell me stories. With Aunt Liu, you never have to worry about saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing."

Unlike in the palace, everyone around you must be vigilant.

For fear of saying a wrong word, the other party turned around and stabbed him fiercely.

Don't dare to go wrong, worried that a little bit of handle will lead to subversion of the court and bring big trouble to the uncle.

The boy looked at the man cautiously, and met the man's deep eyes.

After being stunned for a while, the young man felt a little drum in his heart, "Uncle Huang?"

Did he say something wrong? Impossible, he is all for the sake of the emperor!

Then why are you looking at him like that?

After a while, a large palm covered the top of his head and left with a touch.

The young man was completely stunned, his eyes slowly widened, with a stunned expression.

Did the uncle touch or touch his head just now?

Like he's seen before, someone else's dad rubs the top of the baby's head?

Although it was just a touch, but he was sure, sure! Uncle Huang really touched the top of his head!

Feng Mohan felt a little dizzy, and his heart was beating loudly. He... was so happy.

"You don't need to worry about this, just go down and rest."

"Oh." Ling Xing forbade, the teenager turned around and went back to the room, and the moment he turned around, his eyes were quietly red.

Walking out of the study, returning to the room, sitting on the bed for a long time before the young man suddenly woke up, he ran out and ran back and forth in the dark and hidden corners around the room, laughing, dancing and screaming, and his lowered voice could not be concealed. His excitement jumped.

"Uncle Wei! Uncle Wei! You know what? My uncle touched the top of my head just now!"

"Xiao Bai! Let me tell you, my uncle touched the top of my head just now! Really, it's comfortable!"

"Wei Cheng! Did you see that in the study just now, my uncle touched the top of my head! Ouch!"

...

The man in the study had stopped working, his eyes fell on the burning and jumping candles in front of him, his half-drooped eyes were dark and dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He got up, walked out of the study, and snorted coldly in a certain direction, "Feng Mohan, go to sleep!"

In the yard separated by a long distance, the noise of the idea disappeared immediately, and it was quiet.

The guest house was also quiet.

There are no lights in each guest room, and most of them fell asleep at this hour.

Feng Qingbai walked slowly to the girl's bedroom, originally just wanting to get closer to her and look at her a few more times.

I never thought that before I got close, I was captured by the scene in front of me.

The windows were half open, and Yiren leaned against the railing.

The girl was leaning against the window rail, looking up at the moon.

The moonlight was dim and dim, and the moonlight falling on her face reflected her face in a very graceful and soft way.

Under the moonlight, the gentle and quiet aura on her body gently surrounds her, making people feel comfortable watching.

Beside her, no matter how much clamor in her heart, it seems to be able to calm down as quickly as possible.

Beauty is quiet.

Such a picture is unbearable.

But he still went.

Rather than looking at her from a distance, he prefers to go beside her and become the scene in the picture together with her.

willing to be her foil.

There were light footsteps in his ears, Liu Yusheng turned his eyes, and what he saw was a man stepping on the moonlight.

He is tall, handsome, and handsome.

A hazy halo covered his body.

Like an exiled immortal who was pulled down from the world and contaminated with the fireworks of the world.

The corners of Liu Yusheng's mouth lifted slightly, before smiling.

"Why are you here so late?"

"I missed you, so I came." He had already walked up to her, staring at the girl through the windowsill, his eyes were softer than the moonlight.

I don't know if this is the case for both men and women in love.

Sometimes the other party only needs a word, or even just an expression and a look, and it can make you feel sweet from your heart.

Then sweetness will climb up the corners of your eyes and brows, making you unable to control yourself.

Liu Yusheng was like this, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be contained at all, and his heart was filled with sweet emotions.

"What about you?" He seemed to feel it too, and his voice was a bit low and hoarse unconsciously.

"what?"

"Do you miss me?"