Just now they were in a hurry to make a fire to keep warm. Ye Yang didn't think about this issue.

When the royal family came here to hunt, they should be heavily guarded outside the hunting ground, and the idle people would definitely not be able to get in. The Imperial Army had its own camp and had to be guarded on duty every day. A fire was put on.

That is to say, other people were mixed into the hunting ground.

As far as Ye Yang knew, some assassins sneaked into the hunting grounds during the autumn hunting, trying to assassinate Feng Luan, but those assassins were not professional, and they were already captured by the Imperial Army before they could reach Feng Luan's tent.

Those assassins did not cause casualties. This is not a big deal in the book. The original author mentioned it in a single stroke. When he hit the fire on the ground, Ye Yang couldn't hold back his shock.

Shouldn't they have touched the base camp of those assassins? !

In the original book, Feng Luan did not go out hunting when he arrived at the hunting ground on the first day, that is to say, the accompanying forbidden army never went out of the camp to follow the holy car, Feng Luan did not get lost, and Shen Shaoheng would not dispatch a large number of forbidden troops to search on a large scale in the hunting ground. The trace of Feng Luan.

There should not be too many guards left in their tents now. The assassins rushed to the air, but they didn't find Feng Luan, and most likely they weren't caught by the guards. This might be the time for them to flee.

Ye Yang looked at the robe with the dragon pattern that he was stepping on, and was very nervous for a while, looking left and right, not knowing where to throw the dragon robe.

Those assassins are far more familiar with this broken temple than they are, and everything in the broken temple is almost broken, and it seems that it is easy to see wherever it is hidden, and it is too late to throw it into the fire. If the assassins entered the broken temple, this clothes It hasn't been burned yet, I'm afraid they will all be in danger.

The catastrophe was imminent, Ye Yang was at a loss, and the footsteps outside the door were approaching. Ye Yang became anxious and decided to fight to the death - stuffing Feng Luan's outer robe into a ball of his clothes.

For the sake of his and the dog emperor's life, he could only be shameless for a while.

Feng Luan was taken aback by his actions. He didn't know why he did this for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Yunyang, you..."

Ye Yang pulled his arm and hurriedly said: "The visitor is not good, you will play with me first."

Feng Luan: "...acting?"

Ye Yang didn't have time to explain more, and someone stepped in outside.

All of them were dressed in black clothes for the night, and they were covered with mink clothes and hats, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were going to do something bad. Emperor Dog's guard discovered their whereabouts, but as soon as he stepped in the door, Ye Yang deliberately screamed, hiding behind Feng Luan, shouting, "Who is it! Husband! I'm afraid!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Brother Assassin: "..."

But now Ye Yang's black hair is half loose, and his middle clothes are randomly wrapped in a robe. His eyebrows are exquisite and picturesque. Although he is not as feminine as a woman's face, he deliberately muffles his voice, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women for a while, not to mention— - At this moment, his lower abdomen is bulging, and he is protecting his stomach with one hand when he is dodging. If he is pregnant, it will be five or six months at least.

Feng Luan finally recovered.

He has roughly understood Ye Yang's intentions. No matter who comes, the one who appears in the hunting ground at this moment must be someone with ulterior motives. He must not reveal his identity at will, then the clothes must be hidden.

Although the place where Ye Yang hides his clothes is really... but this matter is urgent, he can only follow Ye Yang's ideas and accompany him to perform.

The information in ancient times was not spread all over the place. Ordinary people were afraid that it would be difficult to see the emperor once in their entire life. What's more, Feng Luan's face was covered in black ashes when he set off the fire. He looked extremely embarrassed. I guessed correctly, those assassins really didn't recognize Feng Luan's face. Although the elder brother of the assassin looked a little suspicious, he was obviously relieved. He put down the big knife and asked them with a frown, "Who are you? Who, why are you here?"

Ye Yang knew that these people were assassins. The book said that they were peasants and hunters. They started the way they are today because their hometown suffered disaster. Then they must be dissatisfied with the emperor. Hear what he said, so as to win their sympathy and seek a way out for himself and Feng Luan.

Ye Yang said nonsense without thinking: "I... the slave family was originally from outside the customs, and I entered the customs with my husband. When I passed by here, I saw that the faint hunter was hunting. Unexpectedly, he saw me and was greedy for my beauty. The slaves were taken captive to that camp..."

After speaking, he covered his face with one hand, squeezed out a few tears that did not exist, and said, "My husband followed all the way here, taking advantage of the forbidden army to go out hunting with the faint, and was rescued by my sister who pity me in the tent, and then escaped. Come out of the cave."

The big assassin slapped his thigh with anger, and scolded: "This dog emperor! Even pregnant women are not spared!"

Feng Luan: "..."

"My husband and I managed to escape from the claws of the stupefied lord, but we lost our way in this hunting ground." Ye Yang made up a mess, "It rained heavily, so I had to hide here, and I hope you guys will spare me. Married life..."

He looked at the assassins pitifully, holding back a look of tears, who wouldn't feel distressed when he saw this small appearance? Sure enough, those assassins had believed his words, and they scolded the dog emperor angrily, and one of the assassin's elder brother patted his chest and said, "Don't panic, old girl, we are all a family outside the gate. In the future, there will be a brother covering you, I think Sei dares to touch you, and my brother will cut him!"

Ye Yang: "..."

It's over, it's time for a home.

Feng Luan can't even speak a word of Northeastern dialect, isn't that revealing the truth?

The next moment, the big assassin turned his head to look at Feng Luan and asked, "Why don't our brother talk, he is such an adult, why are you afraid of being pissed off?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "...he...my...brother! My life is miserable! My man is a mute!"

Feng Luan: "..."

...

Ye Yang successfully won the sympathy of all the big assassins. With his big belly, he got the best position for the fire next to the fire. He also got a thick coat and fragrant scones, and enjoyed it. Assassin brothers sympathize with the preferential treatment.

Feng Luan sat next to him and helped him break the cake, while listening to the several assassin brothers behind him and packing his things, he passionately insulted the dog emperor who assassinated Fukong.

It was the first time he had heard so many cursing novelties, but these words were still used on him... He was dumb, he couldn't refute, even if he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he could only hold back his anger and hold everything in his stomach. go inside.

He really didn't know that the people had such complaints about him. He thought that since he took the throne, he has been up at the fourth watch almost every day and went to court at the fifth watch, and rarely rested on weekdays. He took every book written by the officials seriously. I've seen it, I think I'm sympathetic to the people, and I've made a lot of policies to benefit the people. Now that the territory is expanding, all countries are coming to the dynasty, and there are fewer famine years. I don't want to end up in the mouths of some ordinary people.

He thought that Ming Yan told him that day that there were not a few people in the court who fell in love with each other, and Wei Shi was just the tip of the iceberg. Now that he really believed it, he was inexplicably frustrated. , he wants a peaceful and prosperous world, but now he doesn't know where this prosperous world is still.

Ye Yang has already broken off a piece of cake, and stuffed it into Feng Luan's mouth indiscriminately.

Feng Luan: "..."

He turned his head to see Ye Yang's smile, and his heart seemed to feel better all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but nodded with Ye Yang with a smile.

He couldn't speak, so he lightly held Ye Yang's hand and wrote what he wanted to say stroke by stroke in his hand.

"Don't worry"

He wrote slowly.

"In this prosperous world, I will definitely view it with you"

Ye Yang: "..."

The palm of his hand was slightly itchy, and each stroke was carved into his heart, but Ye Yang was a little... confused.

Wait, what did this dog emperor write? It's too complicated, can anyone really guess what someone else is writing on his palm?

What if he didn't understand a word? ? ?

But Feng Luan seemed to be in such a good mood... Ye Yang didn't want to break him, so he pretended to understand and nodded, and then turned his eyes away with a guilty conscience and continued to eat his scones.

Those assassins didn't seem to know that Feng Luan was lost while hunting. The Imperial Army was searching for Feng Luan's whereabouts at the hunting grounds. Ye Yang and Feng Luan were not allowed to leave, and they would be taken away together when they successfully evacuated from the assassination.

Leaving the hunting grounds for the Imperial Army will reduce the chance of finding them. Ye Yang doesn't want to leave this place at all, but if he gets along with the assassins for too long, his identity will inevitably be exposed. He is nervous, but he can only pretend to be nothing. When it was late at night, the assassins found their own places to sleep in the ruined temple. Ye Yang took their dried clothes as quilts, dragged Feng Luan to a corner, and spread the clothes on the ground. Before Feng Luan could lie down, the assassin brother next to him couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted: "How dare you, my husband, my old sister has a big belly and wants to make a bed for you, it's not ashamed. "

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan took the clothes from Ye Yang and spread them on the ground. Taking advantage of the fact that the assassins were not paying attention, he said to Ye Yang in a very low voice, "You have found a 'good brother'."

He gritted his teeth, his tone seemed angry, but he was not angry that he was insulted and made the bed for Ye Yang, but he was angry that Ye Yang was so kind to that person, and Ye Yang still called his brother? Bah, Ye Yang has never called him that!

When the clothes were laid, Ye Yang took the thick clothes given to him by the assassin brother as a quilt and wrapped them around them. For the first time, he took the initiative to get into Feng Luan's arms, lowered his voice and put it in Feng Luan's ear, A very low voice whispered to him, and asked anxiously: "When can Shen Shaoheng come?"

Feng Luan shook his head slightly.

He didn't even know that there was a broken temple in the hunting ground, and he didn't know when Shen Shaoheng would find it. As long as the assassins went around the camp again tomorrow, they would immediately know that the emperor and a servant went missing last night. I am afraid that their identities will not be far from exposure.

He was worried and didn't know how to delay these assassins for a while. Unexpectedly, Ye Yang coughed a few times. Feng Luan was attracted by him. He thought that Ye Yang was so weak and sick. Maybe he couldn't hold it, he hurriedly reached out to test the temperature between Ye Yang's forehead, and he saw that it was really hot, and he hugged Ye Yang as if he was hugging a stove, which obviously burned very badly.

He wanted to ask those assassins if they had medicines for colds, but Ye Yang said he was dumb and he couldn't speak. Ye Yang didn't have that plan.

Under the high fever, Ye Yang couldn't bear the tiredness, and he couldn't care that he was in Feng Luan's arms. He leaned heavily on Feng Luan's chest and fell asleep. Feng Luan couldn't sleep all night. He almost opened his eyes until dawn, thinking of countless ways in his heart. However, it was difficult to solve the current predicament. The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and finally the sky turned white in the next morning. The assassins were sleeping all over, but Feng Luan heard faint footsteps outside the house.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the broken temple door.

Someone was talking softly outside.

"It's the horse of the emperor and Yun Shijun." The man said, "Be careful, there seem to be other people here."

Before he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound. The assassins outside seemed to have been brought down without even a single exclamation. The assassins were still drowsy and did not respond at all. Feng Luan was worried that the two sides would be injured in the battle after the forbidden army entered. Looking at Ye Yang, he carefully hugged the sleepy Ye Yang and stood up, took a few steps out, and almost walked to the door—

The assassin brother behind him woke up from his dream, looked at him in amazement, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Feng Luan had heard the Imperial Army approaching the door.

He turned his head and said lightly, "Take my wife home."

Brother Assassin: "...Oops, Dumb opened his mouth."

The next moment the forbidden army broke into the door, Shen Shaoheng had already heard his voice outside, and he blocked Feng Luan almost immediately, protecting him behind him, and it didn't take long for all the assassins who woke up to be killed. After being subdued, Shen Shaoheng knelt on the ground and hurriedly said: "I am late for the rescue, I hope the emperor forgives his sins."

"Your motherfucker is the dog emperor, what about my old sister?" The assassin brother was stunned, "You...you two dog and boy!"

"Take them back, no punishment is allowed, I still have something to ask them." Feng Luan frowned, "Shaoheng, prepare a horse and return to the camp to find an imperial physician."

"Emperor doctor?" Shen Shaoheng looked worried, "Is the emperor injured?"

"I'm fine, Master Yun is ill." Feng Luan hurriedly said, "Don't say more, get your horse ready."

Shen Shaoheng hurriedly sent people to prepare the horse. He was only worried about whether Feng Luan was injured. Only now did he realize that the surroundings seemed to be a little quiet, and he was still a little uncomfortable without the big slapstick accent of Yun Shijun.

He saw that Feng Luan was holding the sleepy Ye Yang, and he was inevitably a little worried. While waiting for the forbidden army to prepare the horse, he took a look forward and asked, "Your Majesty, Yun Shijun is this—"

Before Feng Luan could answer, Shen Shaoheng's eyes widened.

Wait, did he read it right?

I haven't seen it this night, why does the belly of Yun Shijun...

"Emperor... Your Majesty, this minister takes the liberty." Shen Shaoheng stammered and said in shock, "Yun... Lord Yun is about to give birth?"

Feng Luan: "..."