Yan Yu had a wicked smile on his face, and Feng Huali felt a little cold on his back. However, the emperor's order was not violated, so he had to move to Yan Yu step by step and asked calmly: "What are the emperor's instructions?"

"What are you dissatisfied with me?" Yan Yu reached out and knocked on the porcelain bowl. A crisp sound echoed in Feng Huali's ears. The sound was quite cold, just like the breath emitted by Yan Yu, directly suppressing the person's neck.

Feng Huali suppressed her panicked heart, looked at the person in front of her with a cold expression, and thought that he was a dignified emperor, and could not have any understanding of these meals. So Feng Huali had some confidence, and she responded with a smile: "The emperor is really a joke. The emperor is a wise monarch, so the ministers naturally dare not complain."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows. Since she had mocked herself like this last time, it is difficult to tell whether she was taking the opportunity to mock herself or really saying good things: "Why did I hear that this stewed lean meat in Yangchun Shuangxue is a powerful tool to clear the heart and relieve the fire? I just had my nails broken, but I didn't see any signs of getting angry."

He really knows these things. It seems that this emperor is too idle on weekdays. Feng Huali secretly complained: As you said, it’s just that the nails are broken, so what’s good to repair, not a big deal like a broken hand.

But since you have to go deeper, let you see it. Feng Huali used a spoon to stir it evenly and said, "The emperor's body is very expensive, maybe you don't know, but I also have a little understanding of medical skills. It is not a good thing to break your nails. This may be a sign of a serious illness. It must be nourished well."

"Is that true?" Yan Yu glanced at Feng Huali, thinking that this woman was still as eloquent as ever, and she couldn't find any suitable reason to refute her.

So Yan Yu obediently took the lean meat stewed with Yangchun Shuangxue, put it on his mouth and took a sip, and the fresh soup flowed into his mouth. After only half a second of savoring it, he shouted, opened his mouth and vomited out all the things he had just eaten.

Not only that, Yan Yu immediately grabbed the teacup and drank the tea to rinse his mouth, as if he had eaten something unbearable to his mouth.

As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Feng Huali was naturally very unhappy after receiving such feedback from the medicinal food she carefully prepared. She had a hint of anger in her mouth: "What does the emperor mean? Is it because he has no appetite?"

Feng Huali gave him such a way, but Yan Yu didn't want to give her face at all, and his face was full of disgust: "This is the most unpalatable thing I have ever eaten in my life."

"Your Majesty, isn't this to your taste?" Feng Huali gritted his teeth secretly, thinking that Yan Yu was deliberately trying to show him. But Yan Yu pushed the lean meat stewed with Yangchun Shuangxue to her, glanced at the porcelain bowl disdainfully, and signaled Feng Huali to take a bite.

Feng Huali lifted up and took a sip without hesitation to prove that the medicinal food he made would not taste bad at least. Unexpectedly, after taking a sip, Feng Huali almost vomited out the three-day lunch.

The stew was so sweet that it was so sweet that it seemed to have knocked over the candy jar. Feng Huali couldn't remember it for a moment, and he couldn't remember when the candy was poured in. Just as Feng Huali was worried, Yan Yu's gritting teeth came from above: "You are so brave."

Feng Huali was stunned and raised his head. Then he found that the table was full of stewed broth he had spit out. There was nothing on the books, pens and inkstones, and even Yan Yu's slender fingers.

"This... shouldn't be what I spit out?" Feng Huali was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and said.

Yan Yu looked at the unknown liquid splashed on his fingers with disgust, and Feng Huali's one hundred ways to die suddenly appeared in his heart: "Didn't you vomit, or can I vomit?"

Feng Huali didn't know what he had eaten, but he really retorted: "Without any evidence, how can the emperor say that it was me? Didn't the emperor vomit just now? Although it is the emperor, he has to pay attention to the facts when doing things, right?"

"Tell the evidence?" Yan Yu shook his head slowly. If anyone in the world dared to speak to him like this, Feng Huali would probably be the first person. However, in terms of evidence, Yan Yu couldn't help but remember that Feng Huali was wrongly imprisoned at that time.

So Yan Yu did not intend to pursue the matter and instead said, "Come here and wipe my body clean."

Feng Huali was stunned, looked at the ones in all directions, and there was no towel or handkerchief, and asked, "What should I use to wipe it?"

Yan Yu glanced at her impatiently, making her hand dirty, and there was so much to say: "It's okay to wipe whatever you want, your clothes are OK."

His own clothes? Feng Huali glanced at the sleeves. These were the newly bought clothes, which were very clean. If they were so dirty, wouldn’t it be a waste? Besides, he was a female official in medicine and was not his personal slave, so why should he do such a thing?

Feng Huali straightened his back and said with confidence: "Your Majesty can tell your servants to do the things that the female official and the personal servants are responsible for, but they are very different."

"If you want to wipe it, just wipe it." Yan Yu gave her a blank look. As the outside world said, Feng Huali really had the meaning of not eating the punishment for toasting. However, Yan Yu could not arouse his anger, and even added a little more fun to her.

You know, Yan Yu will also find it boring to face those servants who are completely uninformed every day.

"Yes." Feng Huali agreed respectfully, but she felt depressed. She groped up and down and finally found a handkerchief as small as a square in her arms. The handkerchief was embroidered with the pattern that Feng Huali loved. She originally thought that it would be used in the future, but now it seems that she could only say goodbye to it early.

The tyrant, the tyrant. Feng Huali became more and more dissatisfied, but he could only slowly move forward and use his beloved handkerchief to wipe off the dirty things on Yan Yu's hands. After finally finishing wiping, Yan Yu said again: "There is still a table."

Feng Huali turned his head and saw a large piece of dirt on the table that was really terrible. If he just wiped it like this, his hands would be filled with them. Feng Huali glared at him and clearly gave him a command, so many people came to clean up for him, and he insisted on making things difficult for him. It was really unreasonable.

Feng Huali couldn't swallow this breath no matter how he thought about it. Even the emperor had to reason. So Feng Huali resolutely raised his head, raised his foot and walked out. She would tell the father-in-law outside now and ask him to send someone to clean up.

Unexpectedly, when she walked away every two steps, her foot suddenly hit the base of the table. Feng Huali shouted in pain, but she grabbed her hands in the air, but she didn't hold on to anything. So she leaned back and fell straight on Yan Yu.

In an instant, a fresh and exclusive smell came. For some reason, Feng Huali felt that the smell on his body smelled particularly good, and even doubted whether the man used some perfume.

Feng Huali's hand just hit Yan Yu's abdomen. The touch under his fingers was not just soft clothing, but also slightly hard muscle patterns hidden under the clothing. Feng Huali lost his mind and completely forgot his current situation. He unconsciously reached out and gently kneaded his abdomen.

While stroking, Feng Huali bit her lips and smiled. Unexpectedly, this emperor was as cold as an iceberg, but his figure was not bad at all...

Yan Yu looked at the woman who was lying on her and laughing foolishly, and kept urging her to her, and took a deep breath, but the person in her arms did not react at all, and even stretched out both hands even more violently.

"Have you touched it enough?" Yan Yu felt a little hot in his face, and he was extremely unable to bear her behavior, so he spoke out to stop him.

Feng Huali came to his senses and realized that his hand was actually placed on the emperor's body. When he raised his head, he touched the look of the emperor showing a fierce light. Feng Huali was very sure that if he couldn't get up again, he might be killed by him.

"Your Majesty forgives your crime. I just made an unintentional act. I hope the emperor will not keep it in my heart." Feng Huali said, then he supported Yan Yu's legs, but Yan Yu pulled away his legs mercilessly.

Feng Huali, who lost support again, chose to find a place for support again. Perhaps in desperation, or the force just now had not yet disappeared, Feng Huali hugged Yan Yu's waist with both hands and sat on him in a strange posture.

Unfortunately, Su San came to change tea for the emperor at this time and just saw such a picture. It seemed that it was really confusing to make him think, and it was worth drawing dozens of pages of erotic pictures to pass on the palace.

It seemed that he was not interested in watching the fun, Yan Yu actually reached out and hugged Feng Huali gently.

"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to disturb your good things. I'll leave now." Seeing this, Su San dared not stay for a long time. He immediately covered his eyes and left here.

Come back and explain to me what it means to mess up a good thing? Feng Huali just fell on Yan Yu twice, and nothing else happened.

Feng Huali's eyes fell on Yan Yu's arm, and then he noticed where Yan Yu's hand was placed. Feng Huali knocked off his hand and returned to the ground with lightning speed. He dressed up, stared at Yan Yu and snorted in a low voice: "Rogue."

"I'm a hooligan?" Yan Yu opened his eyes wide, feeling as if he had heard the biggest joke in more than ten years of birth. He wanted to take apart the woman's head and see what was in her head.
Chapter completed!