Ye Yang saw that Shen Shaoheng had prepared his luggage, as if everything was ready, but he still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It's not that I'm worried that there will be something they can't solve after returning to Beijing. Anyway, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover up. Those things can always be solved. Besides, this kind of conspiracy and tricks, with Feng Luan and a group of important officials in front of the court, how can it be? until he was too worried.

What he was worried about was Feng Luan.

Since the incident, they have all set off, but he has not seen Feng Luan show even the slightest trace of emotional sadness. Feng Luan is too calm, and this calmness is really unspeakable.

Ye Yang guessed that the note was definitely not as simple as what Feng Luan said to him. If the queen mother just passed away, obviously there is no need to suppress the secret and not publish it. Prime Minister Yun has his concerns. , and Feng Luan obviously knew it.

He knew that Feng Luan was used to being introverted, and he wouldn't necessarily reveal some things, but it was never a good thing to keep negative emotions in his heart for a long time, and Feng Luan was bound to bear the pressure he didn't know yet.

This may just be his wishful thinking, but even if he regards Feng Luan as his friend, how could he not be worried when a friend encounters such a thing.

...

Even if it is fast, there are still at least five or six days away from Beijing.

They only rested for a while at night, and most of them just found a place to sleep soundly. After two or three days, Ye Yang really felt exhausted, but he was able to support it anyway, but Feng Luan was in a state of... Too right.

Feng Luan almost didn't talk much anymore. They were all rushing to Beijing for the past few days, and they really didn't have time to talk, but Feng Luan didn't seem to want to talk to people very much. He looked more tired than Ye Yang. It's even more serious, but he doesn't say a word, and Ye Yang doesn't know his current situation, so he can only worry.

On the third day, when they stopped for a short rest to eat some dry food, Shen Shaoheng finally couldn't help but secretly pulled Ye Yang aside, and asked solemnly: "Yun Shijun, have you noticed? How is the emperor's rest these days? ?"

Ye Yang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

He was tired from traveling for the past few days. Every day when he stopped to rest and eat, his eyelids fought. Don't you just fall asleep like him?

Shen Shaoheng's attention was obviously different. He slept lightly, and he had to take into account the safety of everyone. Several times he found that Feng Luan was not sleeping, or was just sleeping. He knew that the emperor had a problem with sleeping well, and maybe it was because Ye Yang was there a few days ago. , It's a little better, but it seems to have gotten worse after receiving the letter from Prime Minister Yun.

It still takes two or three days to go to the capital. If Feng Luan doesn't rest well, Shen Shaoheng feels that he may not be able to make it back to the capital.

He euphemistically persuaded him once, but Feng Luan didn't even tell him the truth. He only said that he had been resting very well recently, and now it's important to hurry, so he doesn't need to say anything else.

Shen Shaoheng felt that now only Ye Yang could persuade him.

Now they are just staying here for a while to rest and eat. When Ye Yang returns, Feng Luan has put away the things and asks them, "Have you rested? If you have rested, let's go."

Ye Yang got closer and saw that he looked haggard and pale, and his eyes were blue and black. He could not help but frown slightly and asked, "Your Majesty, how did you sleep last night?"

Feng Luan was startled and said casually, "Very good."

Really lying.

Ye Yang decided to inherit Shen Shaoheng's exaggerated acting skills.

He clutched his forehead and supported the tree to sit down slowly, and said, "Oh, what's the matter, suddenly I'm a little dizzy."

Feng Luan: "..."

Shen Shaoheng was stunned for a while, and immediately came back to his senses. He stepped forward nervously, asked, and said, "Yun Shijun, how are you, are you alright?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Feng Luan again: "Your Majesty, after so many days in a row, Shijun Yun seems to be unable to hold on, you see it's already evening, why don't you take a rest early today? "

Feng Luan: "..."

The acting skills of the two of them were really poor, and Feng Luan was a little speechless. He wanted to speak up, but Ye Yang's eyes widened and he seemed to be looking at him a little aggrieved. Slightly loose.

Feng Luan was hesitant to decide, Ye Yang couldn't help but feel anxious. He knew that the matter in the capital was very important, and he also knew that Feng Luan was in a hurry to go back to the palace because of the palace, but one can't help but sleep, otherwise Feng Luan might not change. Become the first emperor who died suddenly due to lack of sleep.

Fortunately, he knew Feng Luan's death point.

As long as he is willing to pull his face down and poke Feng Luan's death point, he doesn't agree with Luan to stay.

Ye Yang turned his head and saw that Shen Shaoheng was full of anticipation, he only hoped that he persuaded Feng Luan to go down, then turned around, and saw Feng Luan's haggard expression, that face on the verge of sudden death, he finally took a deep breath and made up his mind.

Isn't it just face! He doesn't want it anymore!

Feng Luan: "You don't have to lie..."

Ye Yang wronged Baba and said, "Husband, I'm dizzy."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "Oh, my heart still hurts."

Feng Luan: "...Let's stay and rest today."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw Feng Luan put down his luggage, and then turned to look at Shen Shaoheng. He happened to see Shen Shaoheng's face full of admiration, and secretly made a great gesture to him in private.

Ye Yang: "..."

Although Feng Luan is willing to stay, but he can't sleep well, maybe Ye Yang needs to take the initiative to solve it.

Ye Yang felt that Feng Luan couldn't sleep well because of her heart disease.

In the past, it was because of Feng Yue's incident that he felt guilty and had nightmares for a long time, but now it is only because of grief and worry. He does not know what the situation in Beijing is. If the Queen Mother hadn't passed away, would this matter have something to do with Feng Yue? If it was really Feng Yue's revenge for the death of the imperial concubine, what should he do?

Since it is a heart disease, it can only be solved by Feng Luan himself.

After Shen Shaoheng was on fire, he took the initiative to hide away from the two of them. Yun Shijun wanted to comfort the emperor. He should leave some space for the two of them to talk privately, while Ye Yang was sitting beside Feng Luan. He was not very thoughtful, so he didn't know how to comfort him. After thinking about it for a long time, there was only one sentence of condolences.

Feng Luan sat by the fire, picked up dead wood and fiddled with the bonfire, looking back at him: "If you are tired, rest early."

Ye Yang: "..."

Under the light of the fire, he seemed to be even more quiet, but after a few days of driving, he seemed to have lost a circle. Although his expression was calm, his eyes were like stagnant water.

That's all, in the final analysis, we still have to sell the color.

"You will be back to the capital in two days." Ye Yang said, "If you are sick, what should I do?"

Feng Luan was startled: "You...what?"

Ye Yang immediately changed his words: "I... think about it, a country cannot live without a ruler for a day. If you are tired and have an accident, what will happen to this country."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang added: "Don't hold back on anything, you can tell me, no matter how bad it is... I think Shen Shaoheng is also a good person to talk about."

Shen Shaoheng not far away: "???"

For a while, Feng Luan didn't know what to say.

He felt that Ye Yang was really strange.

Over the years, everyone around him respected him so much that they didn't dare to slack off, but Ye Yang's speech has always been no big or small, and he was so close to everyone, like a very good friend, even if he used him occasionally The honorific, that is also like a deliberate joke with him, there is really no gap and respect between the monarch and his ministers.

But he likes Ye Yang like this very much.

"Go to bed earlier." Ye Yang shifted his body, sat beside Feng Luan, and said, "You don't even sleep, it's embarrassing for me to sleep alone."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang hurriedly coughed again and said, "It doesn't mean anything else, that is...there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome in life, and the body is the most important."

Feng Luan finally moved.

"Okay." Feng Luan said softly, "Go to bed earlier."

He got up and walked a few steps back, looking for a tree, then turned around and waved to Ye Yang, Ye Yang was puzzled for a while, and followed him subconsciously, but he couldn't help but agree, saying: "Jun Wu jokingly said. , if you say you sleep, then you really have to sleep, if I get up tonight and see that you are not sleeping—"

Feng Luan wrapped his arms around his waist, took him and sat down under the tree, pressed his head again, made him lean on his shoulder, and said, "Understood, go to sleep."

Ye Yang: "..."

Wait, what's going on?

Why did they sleep together? !

Ye Yang struggled slightly, jumped out a bit, and said, "What are you squeezing in such a big place!"

Feng Luan replied seriously: "You don't sleep with me, I don't seem to be able to sleep."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang turned his head, behind Shen Shaoheng's earnestly pleading gaze, and when he looked at the expression on the face of this dog emperor who was about to become immortal, his mood was extremely complicated for a while.

It's an inch, it's definitely an inch.

Ye Yang gritted his teeth, sat beside Feng Luan, and said solemnly, "Sleep!"

...

Ye Yang was so tired that his whole body was sore, but he still managed to endure the drowsiness, trying to confirm whether Feng Luan was really asleep.

He waited for a while, and when Feng Luan's breathing gradually deepened and calmed down, he yawned, groggy, wishing to fall asleep immediately. By the next morning, he could faintly hear the birds chirping on the branches, half asleep and half awake. During this time, he faintly felt that Feng Luan moved slightly beside him, stared at him and wanted to open his eyes, but he moved his eyelashes slightly, and when he saw some of the current situation, he felt that Feng Luan was holding him closer. , seeming to turn his head cautiously, and gently drop a kiss in his hair.

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang woke up frightened.

But he didn't dare to open his eyes, the scene was too embarrassing, he didn't know what Feng Luan would do next second, he was at a loss, pondered for a long time, and suddenly became wise in a hurry, before Feng Luan could make the next move, he smashed it hard. He smacked his mouth, pretended to be dreaming, and murmured, "Today's chicken drumstick... it's delicious!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan really had no next move.

Ye Yang was applauding his wit in his heart, thinking about finding a suitable time to pretend to wake up, and was full of satisfaction, but suddenly heard someone whispering in his ear and asked, "It's so delicious? I also want to try it. "

The hot breath blew into his ears, causing Ye Yang to shiver and turn his head, suddenly sitting up straight.

He didn't expect Feng Luan to be so close to him.

He only felt that his lips had brushed past the moist place, and when he came back to his senses, his mind exploded, and then Feng Luan raised his hand and touched his lips in surprise... Ye Yang's face was full of expression. Flushed, he propped up on the ground and jumped to the side, trembling even when he spoke, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, but incoherently said: "You, you, you... What are you doing!"

Feng Luan was also stunned. He originally wanted to tease Ye Yang, but now seeing Ye Yang's red face, he was embarrassed and embarrassed. He felt as if he had taken advantage of the sky. Said: "...Tasting chicken legs?"

"Taste your ass!" Ye Yang shouted loudly, shaking countless birds in the forest, "You are looking for a cut!!!"