Fulai showed a sad look and sighed heavily, "The Queen has finally separated from the old slave. The emperor was right when he came back and said that you have changed..."

As he spoke, he gently broke away from Xi Yan's support, turned around and walked inside...

Xiyan looked at his hunched figure, and her thoughts suddenly returned to the scene when she saw him when she entered the palace when she first came to get married. Fulai looked very healthy at that time, but why did he look so old in just a few months?

Already......

She also remembered that when she came to the palace as a child, he took her to play. Although he was a slave, in Xiyan's heart, he was almost like a relative...

My nose felt sore, my pace quickened, and I chased after him...

"Uncle Fu...I'm sorry..."

Fulai's footsteps stagnated, and he looked down at Xi Yan's hand holding his sleeve, with tears filling his eyes: "Princess, you..., now that you are back, don't think so much for the time being, the emperor has been waiting for you."

Well,,, after he went to court every day these days, he went to Fenglai Pavilion and stared in the direction of the palace gate. This old slave is a person who has been through it all. He understands that the emperor... he is really interested in you.

....Princess, please look out for this old slave and go see the Emperor first..."

Xi Yan was shocked, he came to Feng Lai Pavilion every day? There were so many beauties in the palace, but he could completely ignore them. Did he just miss her?

Fu looked at Xiyan's surprised expression and said with a wry smile, "Princess, the emperor grew up under the watch of the old slave. He has someone in his heart. Others can't tell, but the old slave can. It's not the old slave who praises you in front of the princess."

My master is really an old slave who serves me every day, I see it in my eyes, I feel sorry for the emperor..."

"Stop talking...Uncle Fu, I'm going to see him right now...is he...ok..."

After saying the last good word, her cyan figure had floated far away like a gust of wind, leaving only a little scent of orange flowers in the air...

As usual, Nangong Yu, who came to Fenglai Pavilion to report after the court, was standing by the window with a cup of tea, staring into the distance, a touch of sadness emerging between his eyebrows. A pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were surrounded by black...

....

Xi Yan burst into the door of Feng Lai Pavilion like the wind. The person in front of the bed visibly trembled, and the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground with a sound of "pop--".

He rubbed his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Yanyan, you're back... I really miss you..."

As he spoke, he raised his legs and walked towards the cyan figure. He took a few strides forward and arrived in front of the cyan figure. He stretched out his arms and completely trapped the cyan figure in his arms.

Xi Yan was hugged tightly by him, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush, "Death Face, let go! I came back in a hurry, and my whole body smells like sweat..."

As he spoke, he struggled, trying to get away.

Nangong Yu exerted force on her arms, and her voice was extremely gentle, "Be obedient, don't move, let me hold you for a while, just for a while!"

There were quite a few maids walking back and forth in Feng Lai Pavilion, and naturally they saw the two hugging each other, but they were all surprised, how could their emperor hold a man in his arms and still smile so much?

So the troubled palace maid went in to report. After a while, Xiang'er, Luo Yu, and Ye Se all came out, and even Qianxun came out behind them to see what was going on...

When they saw clearly the appearance of the person in Nangong Yu's arms, their eyes widened in surprise and they covered their mouths with their hands.
Chapter completed!