Ye Yang was silent for a long time, feeling as if he had seen through Feng Yue.

Very good, Feng Yue's dream is probably not much different from his, it is nothing more than a wife and a child, but the other's wife is a real wife, and his wife is a man's wife.

He couldn't help but sighed again and said, "What do you like? Your brother asked me to introduce you. Tell me what you like. I have a good idea."

Feng Yue was full of longing and said, "Be kind."

Ye Yang wrote it down silently in his heart.

Kindness is of course the first principle when dealing with people. Whether you are beautiful or not is the first impression. A good person is better for a lifetime.

Feng Yue's face was full of happiness: "I can eat spicy food."

Ye Yang: "No problem."

Yes, it is also very important for husband and wife to have a unified taste. A unified taste can at least avoid many conflicts after marriage.

"I don't like going out, I like to stay in the house." Feng Yue thought seriously, "I like cats."

Ye Yang nodded seriously. After marriage, of course, there must be common interests and hobbies, so that they can have common topics after marriage.

Ye Yang asked, "What else?"

Feng Yue: "It's a female doll."

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang looked at Feng Yue's serious and sincere eyes, and he couldn't figure out what Feng Yue went through to make such a pitiful request.

He carefully memorized these points of Feng Yue's requirements, and felt that the conditions proposed by Feng Yue were too simple. In this capital, he could find countless young ladies and sisters who fit Feng Yue's heart.

After remembering everything, Ye Yang saw that Feng Luan hadn't come back, remembered his bet with Feng Luan, coughed, approached Feng Yue, and said, "I've already introduced my wife to you, are you... Do me a favor?"

Feng Yue nodded dumbly, patted his chest and agreed, "Brother Yang, what are you talking about."

Ye Yang said: "No matter what I say later, you can say yes. If you can't speak Mandarin well, I will prepare a note for you, and you can write it on it."

Feng Yue nodded: "Hey, blow the rainbow fart, just leave it to me!"

Ye Yang nodded and wanted to continue his instructions, but Feng Luan had already returned.

He had to swallow what he was going to say next, looked back and smiled at Feng Luan, then raised his hand and ordered Wanjuan to bring a pen and paper, and whispered to Feng Luan, "Your Majesty, the lord is not willing to speak to you—"

Feng Luan raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Feng Luan: "Did he talk to you?"

Ye Yang looked at the top of Feng Luan's head.

"Feng Luan's hidden value +10, the current hidden value is 10"

As expected of the first jealous king in the palace, being jealous is as simple as that.

Ye Yang was so proud that he even felt that all the preparations he had made earlier were in vain.

Ye Yang lowered his voice even lower, moved closer to Feng Luan, and said, "Your Majesty, our bet..."

Feng Luan snorted softly and said, "What's wrong with the bet?"

Ye Yang was startled: "Look at you sour, did you lose?"

Feng Luan frowned and looked at him, as if he thought he said something very strange. After a while, Fang Luan said to him slowly, "When did I get jealous?"

Ye Yang: "..."

Ye Yang suddenly realized how big a hole he had dug for himself.

He knew that Feng Luan was jealous, but this was the result of him looking at the hidden value that popped out of Feng Luan's head. He couldn't say this to the outside world. As long as Feng Luan pretended to be calm and beat him to death, he would kill him. There is no way to win this gamble.

Ye Yang couldn't wait to slap himself twice.

He could only reluctantly smile at Feng Luan and sigh deeply.

The lunch was ready, Feng Luan looked at Feng Yue, and after a while, he mustered up his courage again, and said with Feng Yue, "Ayue, what I just said, I hope you can think about it again."

Feng Yue took a careful look at Ye Yang and saw Ye Yang nodded to him, then he took the pen and wrote the word "good" on the paper.

The eye contact and small movements between the two of them naturally cannot avoid Feng Luan's eyes.

Feng Luanzheng felt uncomfortable, but Feng Yue suddenly remembered Ye Yang's order. Ye Yang said that no matter what he said later, he would be flattering himself. Feng Yue thought that Ye Yang probably wanted to be in front of Feng Luan. Check the favorability level, so that Feng Luan thinks that he has done a good job in this matter, thereby enhancing the little relationship between the husband and wife.

He can understand this kind of little fun and scheming that maintains the life of husband and wife.

So Feng Yue took out the next piece of paper, swiped on it, learned the tone of the TV series, and wrote a sentence.

"The emperor's sister-in-law and the younger brother discussed this matter, and the younger brother felt that the emperor's sister-in-law was right."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan turned his head to look at Ye Yang, Ye Yang hurriedly coughed and said, "Yes, I just talked to the prince."

"Feng Luan's hidden value +10, the current hidden value is 20"

Feng Yue remembered the protection of his rainbow fart, and wrote on the paper: "The imperial sister-in-law said that he is responsible for the selection of the princess. Like the imperial sister-in-law, she is smart, smart and beautiful—"

He thought about it and felt that an emperor would not like others to praise his wife for her good looks. It looked like he was interested in his wife. This was really not good, so he nodded and deleted the word "beautiful". Go, changed it to "calm", and then added a sentence at the end

"—I believe in the vision of the Queen's Wife!"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang covered his face with one hand, not wanting to speak.

What the hell was this Fengyue thinking? Doesn't he feel that there is a suspicion of wanting to hide it?

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Luan, and he really saw a line of characters slowly appearing on Feng Luan's body.

"Feng Luan's hidden value is +100. If the hidden value exceeds 100, a special event will be triggered. Please pay attention to the host."

Ye Yang: "..."

He was so miserable.

Not to mention losing the bet, and having to face the so-called "special events" triggered by Feng Luan's jealousy, he shouldn't have dug such a big hole for himself. In the end, all the consequences must be borne by himself.

After Feng Yue finished writing those words, he thought he would get a warm response, but he didn't want Feng Luan's expression to be cold, so he just nodded and said, "I see."

Feng Yue was apprehensive, and he was in no mood to eat next time, so he just peeked at Ye Yang, trying to get even the slightest hint from his brother Yang.

But Ye Yang didn't look at him at all.

Not only did Ye Yang not want to look at Feng Yue, but there was an indescribable panic in his heart.

Every time Feng Yue glanced at him, a small word "hidden value + 10" would pop up on Feng Luan's head. He couldn't count how many times Feng Yue looked at him helplessly. He felt that Feng Luan's jealousy was about to break through. In the sky, he panicked in his heart, wishing that the meal would end earlier.

The hidden time triggered by Feng Luan's snack vinegar was already very tiring. He didn't want to see what Feng Luan would be like when he was extremely jealous. If it was the little black house, wouldn't he be finished? He was really worried.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with this meal until the end of the meal. After the end, Feng Yue left honestly. The palace was not ready, so he could only go back to the Huguo Temple, and Feng Luan sat there with a cold face. , After a while, he just stood up and said, "The imperial trial is not over yet."

Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly sent Feng Luan away.

But before Feng Luan went out, he stopped, as if he could not help but have something to say at last. He turned to look at Ye Yang, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart, everything was about to explode.

"No." Feng Luan said, "I am very angry."

Ye Yang was startled, and was very at a loss: "Why are you angry?"

"I don't like the way he looks at you, didn't you notice how many times he looked at you today?" Feng Luan seemed to be still incoherent, and it took a while to organize the language, and said, "Even if he is my brother, it would be a It's too much."

Ye Yang: "..."

"I will send someone else to deal with the matter of finding the princess for him." Feng Luan said with a suffocated breath, "If I am not here in the future, don't see him anymore."

Ye Yang was silent for a while, and then asked cautiously, "Are you... jealous?"

"Yes, I'm jealous." Feng Luan said angrily, "You won, tell me, what do you want me to learn."

Ye Yang immediately became interested.

What Northeastern dialect do you want the emperor to learn? He has a phrase in hand that he has been thinking about for a long time and is the most ready-made.

Ye Yang blinked his eyes earnestly, and pulled Feng Luan to sit down beside him again: "It's not difficult, just one sentence."

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang was full of emotion, and said word by word: "Concubine Ai, look at me, I will give you a whole drop of Jiangshan."

Feng Luan: "..."

Feng Luan stood up with no expression on his face, and said, "The imperial trial is not over yet, I will take the first step."

Ye Yang hurriedly grabbed his arm again and said seriously, "Don't you want me to promise you something?"

Feng Luan: "..."

Ye Yang: "As long as you learn, I will promise you."

Feng Luan: "...Is this true?"

Ye Yang nodded: "Of course it's true."

He thought, what else could Feng Luan let him do? Anyway, he knew that Feng Luan would not harm him, and what Feng Luan wanted to do was at best a hobby, and he could handle it.

In contrast, he really wanted to hear Feng Luan, who was desperate for face, learn Northeastern dialect from him.

Feng Luan agreed without much hesitation. Seeing him nod, Ye Yang asked him, "What do you want me to do?"

Feng Luan coughed: "After the imperial trial, Chu Heqian will not escape death. This matter is very important, and I may have to be sentenced to prison."

Ye Yang couldn't help frowning and said, "Do you want me to go with you?"

He thought about the bloody situation in the ancient execution ground, and he felt a little apprehensive. Then he thought about the large number of Chu and Qian's party. If he wanted to kill them one by one, the scene would be comparable to a horror movie. He didn't want to go, but if he was sealed Luan had to ask him to follow... He couldn't help but hesitate a bit, and he felt scared. If Feng Luan went alone, he would be scared too, right?

In fact... it's nothing to accompany Feng Luan in the past, the big deal is that he will just close his eyes and not look at it.

"I didn't mean it that way. The execution ground is filthy and terrifying. I'm worried about scaring you, so don't go there." Feng Luan whispered, "I just wanted to...after the execution, can you go upstairs with me to see Beijing Zhongzhong? people."

Ye Yang was stunned for a while, before realizing that what Feng Luan asked was such a simple thing.

He nodded and agreed without thinking much. Feng Luan was relieved, and Xian was a lot happier than before. He took the initiative to say to him, "That sentence... I will study hard."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Yang to respond, perhaps because he was afraid that Ye Yang would pull him to say that sentence again, and hurriedly turned his head away, while Ye Yang sat in the same place, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he called Wanjuan over. He asked her tentatively: "Just now, the sage said that he wanted me to go upstairs with him—"

Before she finished speaking, Wanjuan's eyes widened, as if she had heard something incredible.

"Little Young Master! This is a big happy event!" Wanjuan said excitedly, "Nu Nu Nu Mai will write a letter back to Yunfu to announce the good news!"

Ye Yang: "?"

Only then did Wanjuan realize that Ye Yang's face was dazed, obviously ignorant of the significance of this matter to him, and hurriedly took a step forward, a little overstepped, but she couldn't hold back her excitement, and hurriedly said, "Young Master, do you know? In the past, only the empress could accompany the emperor on the xx floor to meet the people in Beijing."

Ye Yang: "..."

"You are a servant, and you can't go to the xx building with the emperor." Wanjuan said, "The emperor's intention is self-evident, he is expressing his intentions to you, young master!"

Ye Yang: "..."

Well, he got it.

No wonder Feng Luan was worried that he would not agree to this matter, and that the high school boys were worried that there would be an accident in their confession, and he could understand.

Ye Yang was in a calm mood, but Wanjuan was different.

Late cuckoo's heart almost exploded into a fireworks.

"Your Majesty is going to tell the world." Wanjuan had tears in her eyes, feeling that she had seen the most beautiful love in this world, "You! He is his future queen!"