NFBE Chapter 224 Entering Chaohua Palace at Night
Chapter 224 Entering Chaohua Palace at Night
Chapter 224 Entering Chaohua Palace at Night
Moon Country,
The Empress Nangong Liuying was originally stupid and disliked attending the morning court. She was greedy for men. Now since she fell ill, she used this as an excuse and no longer attended the morning court.
In the morning, he ordered someone to invite the genius doctor A Zi to come and take his pulse.
After Feng Zhaoyun entered, he prescribed a tonic for her, "Your Majesty, as long as you take this medicine regularly, all your symptoms will disappear in a few days."
Nangong Liuying had just finished washing her hands and was wiping them with a silk handkerchief. She smiled wickedly, "Then I'll have to trouble the Divine Doctor A Zi. When I'm well again, I'll personally escort you back to Shang State."
Knowing she was lying and that if she recovered, he would surely die, Feng Zhaoyun's face remained innocent, and he looked up with joy, "Seriously! Then I thank Your Majesty!"
Seeing her so happy, Nangong Liuying sneered, eyes scornful, "Back off. Go to see Emperor Xiao more often in the next few days. Make sure to cure him."
Feng Zhaoyun said, "Yes."
After leaving the emperor's bedroom, Feng Zhaoyun went to Chaohua Palace.
But when they arrived at the palace gate, Xiao Qingyue closed the door and refused to see anyone.
Feng Zhaoyun asked hurriedly, "I'm here in the name of His Majesty to treat Emperor Xiao. Could you please pass on my message?"
The eunuch at the door bowed respectfully and said, "Godly doctor, please go back. Emperor Xiao said that you don't need to come here anymore."
Feng Zhaoyun was stunned. This is...
After returning to the palace where he lived, Feng Zhaoyun said, "Jiuyi, send someone to deliver this letter to Nangong Luoxia."
Jiuyi took the letter and said, "Master, if you two don't want to leave, it would be meaningless for you to waste time here."
Yes, should I reveal my identity to Xiao Qingyue? Maybe he will change his mind?
Feng Zhaoyun shook her head again as she thought about it. Perhaps he hated her since he married her. It would be inappropriate to reveal her identity.
After thinking about it, Feng Zhaoyun sighed to himself, forget it, there are only a few days left, it would be better for him to ask him in person.
In the palace, if the empress didn't summon her, she would just stay there doing nothing.
In the afternoon, she sent someone to deliver a letter to Master Meng Shaoqing of the Meng Mansion. Ever since she knew Nangong Shang was not dead, the gloom in her heart for the past few days had finally been lifted. But they had clearly recognized each other, but they had no contact...
Seeing Jiuyi enter, Feng Zhaoyun quickly turned around and asked, "How is it going? Is there a reply?"
Jiuyi didn't dare to look at her and shook his head.
Feng Zhaoyun sighed and sat down. "I'll find a way to leave the palace tomorrow."
At night, Feng Zhaoyun pretended to rest. After washing up, he sent the servants away and turned off the lights.
She walked behind the screen, and in the moonlight, Jiuyi came forward to dress her in a nightgown.
Feng Zhaoyun covered herself with a black veil, and the two of them took advantage of the cover of darkness and headed all the way to Chaohua Palace.
At this time, everyone in the hall had gone to bed, and the lights in Xiao Qingyue's main hall had been turned off. Only Zhu Qing was guarding the door of the main hall, dozing off.
Feng Zhaoyun and Jiuyi hid behind a pillar. Jiuyi, with her instructions, stepped forward and covered Zhuqing's mouth. Zhuqing was so scared that she struggled violently, but was still pulled down by Jiuyi, who was highly skilled in martial arts, and taken to a dark place.
After seeing the person behind him clearly, Zhu Qing widened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jiuyi made a silent gesture and said, "Just stay here and don't disturb my master!"
Zhu Qing was puzzled, "Your master?"
Feng Zhaoyun opened the palace door. The main hall of Chaohua Palace was very large. It was where the emperor of Yue Kingdom lived. Nangong Liuying doted on him.
When they arrived at the dragon bed, Xiao Qingyue was wearing a bright yellow inner garment and had already fallen asleep.
Feng Zhaoyun walked up to him, sat down, and looked at him quietly for a moment, not wanting to wake him. Suddenly, he noticed that the man's eyebrows moved, as if he had a nightmare.
She reached out and smoothed his handsome brow, soothing the sleeping man.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Xiao Qingyue suddenly opened her eyes and saw a man in black sitting beside the bed. He was about to shout.
Feng Zhaoyun thought to himself that something was wrong, so he took a step forward, sat on him, and covered his mouth.
Seeing such disregard for etiquette between men and women, Xiao Qingyue was sure that the man was a flower thief. He reached under the pillow with one hand and found a hairpin. This hairpin was as sharp as a knife and he made it specially for self-protection.
Just as he was about to raise his sword and stab the person, he heard a familiar voice, "Qingyue, it's me."
Her Royal Highness?
Xiao Qingyue put the hairpin back and pulled off the black veil of the person on her body, "A Zi?"
Feng Zhaoyun smiled, realizing that their posture was very indecent. She quickly got down, sat beside the couch, and straightened her clothes. "It was just a matter of urgency. Don't be angry."
Xiao Qingyue sat up, his clothes half open and his hair loose, he looked like an emperor.
Xiao Qingyue, "Miss A Zi, why are you here so late at night?"
Feng Zhaoyun didn't think twice and pulled off the mechanism on the top to reveal his true appearance.
Perhaps it had been a long time since she had seen this face, Xiao Qingyue stood there in a daze, her heart beating extremely fast.
Feng Zhaoyun smiled slightly, "Qingyue, I'm here, are you... happy?"
Looking at the person he had been thinking about day and night, he was afraid that he would lose his composure. When he came to his senses, he realized that it was inappropriate to stare at His Highness like this. He lowered his head and said, "Your Highness...why are you here? If you are disguised as Ah Zi, why are you here to recognize me in your true appearance?"
Seeing that he didn't smile, Feng Zhaoyun knew that he must be blaming himself. "Qingyue, don't blame me. I promised to come find you. In a few days, I will take you away and leave this place. Okay?"
Again.
Xiao Qingyue suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He lowered his head, his black hair falling down with the movement, covering half of his face. "Your Highness can't even protect himself now, how can you take me away?"
Feng Zhaoyun grabbed his hand and said, "You just need to agree. You don't have to worry about the rest. If no one is willing to marry you when we return to Shang Country, I will marry you."
Xiao Qingyue looked up at her, her eyes were still so beautiful...
At this moment, he actually felt something was unreal. He reached out his hand and touched her cheek. Touching her porcelain skin, he smiled, "It's real."
Feng Zhaoyun was amused by him. She held his hand in return and said, "Of course it's true. I'm here to pick you up."
These were obviously ordinary words, but after hearing them, Xiao Qingyue's eyes were filled with tears. He smiled and tears fell. Feng Zhaoyun couldn't tell for a moment whether he was happy or sad, but he knew that he was happy.
No one knew that he was forcibly sent to the Moon Kingdom and lived a very humble life with Nangong Liuying.
Countless times in his dreams, he dreamed that the prince came to pick him up, took him back to his hometown, and met his mother and relatives again.
Now, it is about to come true.
He hugged Feng Zhaoyun tightly in his arms, holding her tightly, unwilling to let go.
Feng Zhaoyun rested his head on his shoulder, the scent of ambergris filling his nose. "Qingyue, you haven't answered me yet. Are you willing to come with me?"
Xiao Qingyue let her go and said, "Of course I am willing. I am willing to go with Your Highness."
Feng Zhaoyun smiled happily after hearing this.
Xiao Qingyue was stunned for a moment.
He couldn't help himself for a moment, and forgot his gentlemanly behavior. He stretched out his slender fingers, stroked her neck, and slowly moved his lips closer.
Just as he was about to kiss her, their lips almost touched, but he held back, telling himself not to be disrespectful. This would be very bad, and he retreated.
But someone is not willing to be kissed...