Ye Yang didn't expect that after he asked Shen Shaoheng about this, his heart became even more chaotic.

Although he had already guessed the agreement between Feng Luan and Feng Yue, but once he really heard the full picture of the agreement from Shen Shaoheng, he still felt touched, but his confusion had never diminished, and he still couldn't even think about what he was now. How should it be.

Shen Shaoheng raised his head to see his expression, and he could roughly guess what Ye Yang was thinking, he was not a fool, he had read so many books, and naturally he could see that the emperor loved Yun Shijun very much, but Yun Shijun was not so love the emperor, and now Shijun Yun has a knot in his heart. If you don't solve it, the emperor and Shijun Yun will never be able to go further.

And the heart knot can only be solved by Ye Yang himself.

"You don't have to worry so much." Shen Shaoheng reminded, "The emperor would not want you to worry about this."

Ye Yang: "..."

Shen Shaoheng said so, but he was even more upset.

Now that he hasn't figured out the whole thing, naturally he can't give feedback on Feng Luan's friendship, and he really doesn't like this feeling of dragging. , but it seems to have failed.

This frustrated him.

He had nothing to ask Shen Shaoheng, and Shen Shaoheng gave him a nod and said, "If Yun Shijun has nothing else to do, and the minister still has official business, he will retire first."

Shen Shaoheng left with the forbidden army, and Ye Yang put down the sedan chair curtain, distressed in his heart.

There was still a dull pain in his knee, and every minute of the pain, he couldn't help but think about Feng Luan's light kiss on his knee, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, feeling full of exhaustion in his heart.

After returning to the palace, Ye Yang asked for the knee injury ointment and then waved back all the palace staff. He thought about being alone and thinking about it.

After treating the wound on his knee, he sat at the table scratching his head, and stayed for a while as if he was thinking hard, but he didn't get anything, but was sleepy.

It was time for a nap, Ye Yang was very annoyed, so he simply climbed into bed and closed his eyes, thinking about what to do, wake up and talk about it, but tossing and turning it was difficult to fall asleep, but he felt more and more drowsy in his head.

In the end, he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

He was so sleepy that his whole body seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and he was like a reed in a lonely boat, drifting helplessly in the vast sea. This feeling was really uncomfortable. A drop returned to his body, he opened his eyes, and his heart pounded, but what he saw was the white-painted ceiling and the pale incandescent lamps on the ceiling.

Ye Yang was taken aback and sat up abruptly from the bed. The back of his hand was pulled painfully. When he turned his head to look, he saw that there was a needle stuck on the back of his hand. The back of his hand was pulled out, and it still hurts.

Ye Yang turned his eyes away and looked around.

A basket of flowers and fruits was placed by the bedside, with a card on it. It was the name of a colleague in the institute. Under the bed, he threw his pair of blue-bottomed plastic slippers. On the small table beside him, there was a half-eaten lunch. It is a familiar taste that is unpalatable in the hospital.

Ye Yang was stunned.

He is back?

No, not right.

Doesn't he sleep in his own palace? How can he come back?

If he remembered correctly, he should have died in his original world.

This should just be a dream.

But this dream is too real, everything in the ward is similar to before, but I don't know where the rest of the clinicians have gone, and the door in the ward is locked tightly, not to mention that he is actually full of energy at the moment, getting out of bed. After walking for two laps, he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. He couldn't open the door of the ward, so he went back to the bed. Only then did he find that the screen of his mobile phone was on, and a page of a novel he was familiar with was cutting.

When he was sick, he was bored in the ward and read a lot of popular novels. Later, he entered through the book is one of them, and now the content of the novel is displayed on the mobile phone page.

Ye Yang sat down beside the bed, picked up the phone, and glanced at the chapter name of the current chapter.

"Force Palace"

...is a chapter he hadn't read at all.

He clearly remembered that after Chu Lian entered the palace, he did not experience any plots related to the forced palace. This should not be what he had seen before, and the title of this chapter was really a bit unlucky. It made his heart skip a beat. couldn't help but turn to the next page and caught a glimpse of the startling start of this chapter.

"...Chu Lian stepped into the Changhe Palace, Qiancui supported her, and the delicate embroidered shoes carefully avoided the corpse and flesh under her feet. She walked slowly up the long white marble stairs. She walked for a long time, raised her head, and saw the hand of the commander of the Imperial Army, Shen Shaoheng. Kneeling on one knee with a ying gun, his silver helmet is covered in blood, and he has lost his breath."

Ye Yang: "..."

Wait, what is this? What happened to Shen Shaoheng? !

"Further up, the corpse of Yuyinwei was all over the ground, and blood splashed all over the pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes. In the innermost, a young man was nailed to the dragon's head by a long knife. Chu Lian was the emperor. I've seen him beside him, he seems to be called a ghost, no matter how you look at him, he's still just a child—"

"Kang Ning was leaning against the door, with a big cut on his face, blood all over the front of his clothes, I don't know if he fainted or he had died, and Chu Lian stood numb among the corpses all over the place, waiting for the person beside the door. Chu Heqian stretched out his hand to her, smiled and said to her: "Lian'er, isn't it okay? Now you are the Queen too. ""

"Only then did she see clearly that the officer behind Heqian was holding a man with him. He looked like the emperor in seven or eight parts, but his face was full of sickness, and now he seemed to be unable to stand still.

She knew that it was Fengyue, the drugged King Shenyang, and that her father needed a puppet, but no matter whether the puppet was sick or disabled, King Shenyang was far easier to control than the emperor; she also knew that from her father's death From the beginning of the little son of the family, all this is a foregone conclusion. "

Ye Yang was stunned.

Wait, isn't he reading a simple romance novel? But all of this is in his dreams, or... is all this something he imagined?

He tried his best to remain calm, but he couldn't restrain himself from thinking about what he had seen. He knew that Qian Cui was the great palace maid beside Chu Lian, and followed her from the Chu family into the palace. Chu Heqian was looking for Feng Yue. It was to find a suitable emperor puppet, and Yunyang fell into the water... Is it actually what Chu Heqian did?

That Feng Luan... what happened to Feng Luan? !

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache. He hurriedly turned a few pages, and finally saw that the familiar name chapter appeared at the end.

"She looked at Feng Luan leaning against the window, covering her face and coughing, the dragon robe was blood-stained and skinny, as if she couldn't hear her coming in, and she couldn't see her, she knew that Chu Heqian didn't want to kill her on her back. The name of the emperor only made Qiancui secretly poison the emperor's diet, ruining his body, and trying to make him betray the family.

Now the emperor has lost all five senses, but he is just a cripple, and the court is full of her father's henchmen. No one dares to object to what Chu Heqian wants to do. "

"...Earlier heard that General Yun received the sage's transfer order, Chu Heqian was worried for two days, but he never saw Yun Rin enter the capital, so he was relieved, and now even the tiger has had its teeth pulled, even if It is too late for the emperor to resist."

Ye Yang wanted to look down again, but he already felt a loud noise in his ears, as if someone was calling him, everything in front of him shattered, and his mind resumed dizziness, he finally opened his eyes again and woke up from a dream, but it was still in him In the palace, Feng Luan was worried about reaching out to test the temperature on his forehead, and said, "Awake? I've called you for a long time and you haven't heard it. Wanjuan also said that you haven't even eaten dinner, but it's cold?"

Ye Yang was stunned for a while before he recovered. He struggled to get up and saw that Kang Ning was just a few steps away, and Feng Luan was also safe. His beating heart gradually eased, and he could only reach out and rubbed his head hard. , began to question everything he had just seen in his dream.

Is that a dream? Can the dream be so real? If that's not a dream, what is?

Feng Luan was already supporting him and wanted to get him out of bed, and said, "Come down first and eat something."

Ye Yang: "..."

Wait, he almost forgot.

Didn't it say that Feng Luan had to keep his filial piety and couldn't come to the harem within three months? Why did he come that night? !

Dinner was already on the table, Ye Yang hesitantly looked at Feng Luan and asked, "Why are you here?"

"You've been kneeling in the Cining Palace for so long today, I'm worried about the injury on your leg." Feng Luan hesitated a little, then said, "There are still some things... I want to take you to Huguo Temple again."

Ye Yang couldn't care about Huguo Temple anymore.

He didn't even think about it, and then he asked: "It's not that you want to be filial... It's not good for you to come here like this?"

Feng Luan was also taken aback by what he said, and he laughed for a while, and said, "Are you saying that you can't come to the harem for the three months of filial piety?"

Ye Yang nodded.

"That's not allowed to come to the harem to 'favor' the concubine." Feng Luan emphasized those two words carefully, and said, "I just came to see you, so what's the harm."

Ye Yang may have just woken up, and his mind is still a little dazed, and he asked casually: "But when you go to the harem, who knows if you are—"

He shut up automatically.

What we are talking about now is that Feng Luan came to his palace and said that he favored the concubine. Isn't that him?

Not wanting Feng Luan to laugh again, he said, "What do you do as a living man?"

Ye Yang said: "..."

How could he forget about this... Wait, Zuiju Lang? !

Ye Yang looked at Feng Luan in horror and asked, "Don't you have to write down everything?"

His mind was full of the hot spring water in the morning to wash and congeal the fat. If Zuoju Lang had to write down everything, wouldn't he have to add to the story of Feng Luan's emperor's career and his evil concubine. A stroke of the road...

Feng Luan could guess what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, they don't know what happened in the morning."

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan paused and said, "They won't know what happened tonight."

Ye Yang silently lifted his chair and moved back, intending to stay as far away from this 50% initiative dog emperor as possible.

"Where did you want to go?" Feng Luan saw him act like this, and he didn't care that he had retreated a long way, but just put food in his bowl and said, "I just want to take you to Huguo Temple. "

Ye Yang frowned, full of vigilance and asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Most of the people who go to the temple are looking for something." Feng Luan said, "I am no exception."

Ye Yang cautiously said, "...What does the emperor want?"

Feng Luan: "I ask the emperor's heir."