When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Suddenly, there was a possibility in his mind that made Feng Lin startle on the spot.

...... Qi Yan's favorite person...... Is it him? !

Leng Leng looked at Qi Yan, Qi Yan looked at his surroundings with doubt, then looked at Feng Lin's eyes, and his indifferent face suddenly became anxious and panicked, even with a trace of embarrassment.

"Emperor, the minions begged to go to the palace to serve!"

"Qi Yan you..." Feng Lin choked, and Qi Yan's gesture obviously made him more confused after reading his face.

Was he right? Does Qi Yan's favorite person really be him? !

Feng Lin was shocked by his own thoughts, and even more shocked by Qi Yan's overwhelming reaction.

Qi Yan knelt on the ground and closed his eyes, waiting desperately for Feng Lin's instructions.

It took a long time before I heard Feng Lin's confused voice: "Qi Yan, let me think about it, let me think about it..."

"The emperor doesn't need to think about it! The slave will leave the palace and move to the palace on his own!" Qi Yan does not give Fenglin any chance to breathe, just as if he gave the two people a good idea, or gave each other space to think about it. Own feelings.

This time, Feng Lin didn't say anything, but looked at his back with blank eyes and nostalgia as Qi Yan withdrew.

Qi Yan decided to leave the palace. He knew that Fenglin would not stop him hard at this time. Qi Yan returned to the side hall and began to pack things. Xiao Anzi came in from the outside and sighed when he saw Qi Yan packing.

"Brother Qi, it's no wonder that others do not know when this rumor got up, and the emperor has no way..."

Xiao Anzi thought that the emperor was afraid of rumors, so he drove out Qi Yan.

"Brother Qi, you are out of the palace, where can you go?" Xiao Anzi worried: "But pay attention to your body."

"I'm going to the palace." Qi Yan smiled softly: "I'll leave it to you here. Don't be embarrassed. I have been promoting you for so long."

When Xiao Anzi heard Qi Yan saying this, he slowly red his eyes: "There is no place in the palace where there are no people..."

"Okay, I'm not that charming woman." Qi Yan packed his things and went out.

Xiao Anzi sent him, and along the way, Qi Yan told him a lot of Fenglin's habits, including the stomach cold.

The palace is in the capital, but it is far away from the palace. It takes half a day to get there by horse and carriage. Not to mention that the emperor cannot go out of the palace, even if he can go out of the palace, Fenglin is not willing to go to the remote place like the palace.

Emperor Xian always moved disobedient princes and poisonous concubines to the palace, mostly in the name of healing, but in fact it was a cold palace outside the palace. It can be imagined, what kind of person is it, even the cold palace in the palace is unwilling to give him?

Qi Yan moved to the Xing Gong, but no one embarrassed him. Xu Shi Fenglin did something in advance. In the Xing Gong, he spoke most authoritatively.

Qi Yan never thought of it, and came to the Xing Palace, and it was a month past in a flash.

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 70]

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 75]

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 80]

...

Qi Yan's escape is effective. Feng Lin, because he misses and misses it, has just raised the stable favorability to a higher level.

It was only a month, and Xiao Anzi seemed to be his shadow, poking his heart around Feng Lin all the time, making him unable to avoid, all the eyes and memories were the shadow of Qi Yan, his Look, movement, figure, smile at a glance...

This kind of miss seems to be a devil, making Fenglin unable to extricate himself.

The palace is becoming deserted every day, except for the dust that is facing the sky is the dead leaves. Qi Yan has never seen such a desolation. Whenever he sees it, he can't stop sighing.

I don’t know if Feng Lin is having a good time.

It's false not to worry about it, no matter how calm the performance is, it can't erase the worry in my heart.

Maybe this is just the beginning. When we meet next time, it will probably be month after month...

Sleeping with darkness in the night, I don't have to worry about Feng Lin calling him anymore. Such a good sleep, but I can't sleep comfortably.

Qi Yan regretted it a bit, so he hurriedly left the palace and went to the palace. If he had another chance, he might not come out. He just lied and stayed with him, watching him every day.

I don't know when, the anxiety that was lingering on the apex of the heart because of the unsatisfactory strategy has become a melancholy miss, Qi Yan feels that he will soon become the little girl who hopes for the return of her husband that day.

Another month passed, and Qi Yan heard that a new batch of young ladies had arrived in the palace, and the emperor picked up many brands.

While jealous in my heart, I was worried that there would be a mistress in the show.

That night, Qi Yan carried a pot of sake and sat alone by the bed, blowing the cold wind on the moonlight, drinking the sake bit by bit.

That's what it means to drink alcohol to ease your worries...

The bright and pure color of the moonlight was gradually covered by the clouds, turning into an unappealing blue-grey color. Looking at the moon, Qi Yan chuckled.

"Even you pity me..."

"Who pity you?"

"Moon, even if you change to such a color, isn't it a joke?"

"Are you angry?"

...

When he was ready to drink, Qi Yan turned back incredulously, and saw Feng Lin in a night-walking suit standing behind him, looking at him with a smile on his eyes.

"...Emperor?!" Qi Yan exclaimed, and the conditioned reflex would kneel.

"Hey!" Feng Lin lifted him up: "I finally came to see you once, would you waste this etiquette?"

Qi Yan was shocked: "Come and see me?"

Fenglin looked at him and suddenly laughed. The smile on his beautiful face was more handsome.

"Yeah, otherwise who else in this palace can let me come to see him?"

Qi Yan smiled happily, and then seemed to think of a smile that stiffened: "No, no, the emperor hurry back to the palace."

If someone with heart knows that the emperor is not in the palace at this moment, what should happen if there is a political turmoil?

"Hey, don't worry, I've arranged everything." Feng Lin finished, his eyes suddenly relaxed, looking at Qi Yan's increasingly thin face, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke it up: "You are thin..."

After being treated so gently, Qi Yan couldn't hold back anymore, and tears came out all of a sudden.

"The emperor is able to visit me, I am very happy..."

"What did you send me?" Feng Lin wiped his tears and suddenly said: "No, you should have sent me so many sentences."

Qi Yan puzzled: "Poor?"

"If it weren't for me to guess, would you tell me?" Feng Lin looked at Qi Yan and slowly approached him: "So of course you have missed me a lot..."

There are so many sentences you should say.

Farewell to the palace, God knows how much he misses Qi Yan.

Qi Yan lowered his head calmly, and murmured for a long time: "The person I love...is you."

"What?" Feng Lin was ecstatic in his heart, but pretended to be inaudible.

"I said..." Qi Yan's face was even more red: "You are my favorite person."

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +20, current favorability: 100]

Feng Lin chuckled forward and embraced Qi Yan, caressing his back.

"Wait for me and take you back to the palace."

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