When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

In the palace, no matter how friendly you are with the emperor, you can't forget your duty. Whether it is the harem or the former dynasty, if you forget your identity and overstep it, you are given death and deserve it.

Putting on clothes in a hurry, Qi Yan endured drowsiness and came to the dormitory of Yangxin Hall. Seeing that Feng Lin was sitting on the chair, he did not intend to go to bed.

There was something wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. The little eunuchs knelt there, holding their breath, and the atmosphere dared not breathe.

Qi Yan looked at it and walked over carefully: "See the emperor...how come you suddenly came back?"

Feng Lin gave him a glance, waved his hand, and retreated from the others, and said, "These women are becoming more and more uneasy. One by one, they have learned to blow their ears. The women in the harem are not able to do politics, and the Xin Zhaoyi even recommended me. Official!"

Qi Yan listened and knew that Feng Linding came back after Xin Zhaoyi's outburst.

"The emperor breathes his anger." Qi Yan brought the side of the tea to his side: "Drink some tea and extinguish the fire."

Feng Lin took the tea and put it in his hand, but didn't drink it. After thinking for a while, he put it heavily on the table: "I'm so angry."

"Bah, bah, don't say anything mad, don't be mad." Qi Yan said quickly: "The emperor, you are angry, don't say the taboo words." After that, Qi Yan bypassed Fenglin, his hands covered Knead gently over his shoulder.

Qi Yan's movements were obviously often done. Feng Lin sighed, leaning on the back of the chair as if relaxing.

"Let me say, the emperor, you don't have to be angry, the ladies in the harem are waiting to see you and leave some impressions for you." Qi Yan comforted softly: "Speaking and doing things annoy you, you're not angry. Well, the dragon body is its own."

"Although listening to you say so..." Feng Lin sighed and patted Qi Yan's hand casually, but felt a cold, and quickly took it, said: "Why are your hands so cold? Is it because of the wind, Would you like to declare Taiji?"

Holding his hand by him, Qi Yan stared at him for a moment, then pulled his hand back suddenly: "No, no need, Emperor Lao hangs."

Feng Lin seemed to be taken aback by his large response, and then he seemed to react as well, turning his head slightly flustered.

"Well, let me take a rest today, and tomorrow will be early." After that, Feng Lin stood up and Qi Yan's past had undressed him for his wide clothes. Knowing that Feng Lin was only wearing a golden yellow blouse, Qi Yan was busy.

After Feng Lin fell asleep, Qi Yan returned to his partial hall, and just lying on the bed, a system prompt came from his mind.

[The male favors Qi Yan with a favorability of +5, and the current favorability: 45]

Feng Lin Xu was in a state of confusion, Qi Yan was in a hurry, useless.

The next day, when Qi Yan went to serve Feng Lin, he realized that he had no strange meaning, and Qi Yan was relieved. After going up with him, he came to the maidservant around the queen mother.

"See the emperor." Aunt Sun is an old man in the palace, and even Fenglin respects him very much.

"Aunt Sun is exempt from courtesy." Feng Lin asked, "Aunt Sun came to this temple of heart-raising, but what is the queen mother looking for?"

"That's why, please ask the emperor to take a trip in the Empress Dowager."

Feng Lin brushed his sleeves and said, "Well, I may not have seen the queen mother for a long time."

The Queen Mother and Yao Guifei have long been in the Queen Mother Palace. In recent years, Yao Guifei has become the crown of the Sixth Palace. In order to win over General Yao, Feng Lin coaxed Yao Guifei into submission.

When Feng Lin arrived, Qi Yan looked at the posture in the palace and knew that it was for the draft.

This draft is the round in which the heroine is selected, which is the beginning of the plot. Qi Yan followed behind silently. After saluting at the empress, he stood behind Feng Lin and said nothing.

"Emperor, this time the mourning house called you to come for this year's draft." The Empress Dowager has a good eyebrow, but he can't hide the glory in his eyes: "I and the Queen have seen it before. There are a few girls who are still good. of."

Each draft has default and immediate selection. The default girl is definitely the brand, and the election is to see if the emperor still has a favorite girl, and then the brand is left.

The Empress Dowager took some portraits and placed them in front of Feng Lin. Feng Lin flipped through the lack of interest and put down: "These things will be done by the Queen Mother and the Queen."

"Hey, it depends on whether the emperor is happy."

"It doesn't matter whether you are happy or not." Feng Lin looked away and looked at the enchanting and charming Yao Guifei: "How is Ai Fei in recent days?"

Concubine Yao Guilu rejoiced: "If you go back to the emperor, the concubine was okay in recent days, but the weather was cold and she had a bad appetite."

"Well, go ahead and let the small kitchen make some concubine's favorite food to send." It seemed to be an inadvertent opening, and it seemed like a great gift.

The queen mother and the queen both froze, but the emperor dared to flirt like this in front of them.

Yao Guifei was naturally ecstatic, but for many years in the palace, she was a good cover up her own joy.

"Emperor Xie."

After staying in the Empress Dowager for less than three quarters of an hour, Qi Yan felt that the old lady of the Empress Dowager was going to be mad, but Fenglin didn't know what to do, as if she knew nothing.

After returning to the Yangxin Hall, Feng Lin criticized the performances and retreated others, so that Qi Yan was able to ask for an exit.

"Why did the emperor refute the empress's intention?" Qi Yan added tea to him: "The draft is just a matter of time."

The words fell, and a strange silence fell into the Yangxin Hall.

Qi Yan thought that he had said something wrong, he quickly knelt down, and was raised by Feng Lin before he knelt down.

"Kneel if you don't move. You are like those gangs. When I was the Son of Heaven, would you want me to be lonely all my life?"

Fenglin did not claim to be "I", but used "I". Obviously, when facing Qi Yan, he was still physically and mentally relaxed.

Qi Yan was silent for a while, and said softly: "I know I will not speculate on the Holy Intent, and there is no obstruction in speaking. But it is a great honor for Qi Yan to be with you."

Feng Lin smiled and patted his shoulder: "You are my friend."

Qi Yan nodded and twisted a piece of cake from his desk case: "I'm welcome to that friend, but I'm greedy to death."

Fenglin laughed and pushed a plate of pastries to him: "Give it to you."

Talking and laughing again, it seems to have returned to the past, until the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs came to the newspaper, saying that the empress and the queen had already set the default show girl, and now the emperor was given a title and position.

Fenglin let them aside and sent them away.

Qi Yan saw that he didn't have much interest in making this happen, so he stepped forward to remove the list.

"Qi Yan, why do you say that I can't meet someone who is excited?"

Qi Yan's movement was a little, and his voice was faint: "The time hasn't arrived yet."

Feng Lin sighed: "Well, if you have someone you like in the future, you must tell me."

Qi Yan smiled and didn't answer any more.

The'time is not yet' he wants to say is not that he hasn't met yet, but that the person who finds his heart hasn't arrived yet is just around.