Chapter yi5: Still the true colors

Author: Sky Drive

After washing his face, he saw Feng Ran still kneeling, He Yue didn't say anything, but just pulled Feng Ran from the ground. Feng Ran stood up, and He Yue saw Feng Ran wearing a very vulgar and unmatched style of men and women. His mood just now became gloomy again: "Who told you to dress like this?! You don't have any clothes?"

Feng Ran really had no clothes to wear. When he threw it in, he knew he couldn't get out and didn't bring his own things at all. As soon as he entered the Male Service Courtyard, his clothes were stripped off and thrown away. Feng Ran just lowered his eyes lightly, not wanting to look at He Yue, nor was he going to talk. What's there to say?

He Yue ordered, "Xiao Qi, call Lao Zhuang." He said again, "Get my white clothes with yellow silk embroidered silk." Then he ordered his servants to bring the charcoal and burn the brazier vigorously. He Yue felt that there was some warmth in the house.

Manager Zhuang and Xiaoqi both came very quickly. He Yue only took her clothes in, closed the door, and said, "Change clothes first!"

Feng Ran lay on the bed for a long time, and always felt heavy when he stood up, so He Yue helped Feng Ran change clothes. God knows that He Yue was so old, and there were also people who served people, and he was really embarrassed. However, He Yue was a little unconscious. The clothes he brought were young master's robe. He Yue did not have much decoration on this clothes, and the style was also very simple. The white fabric was embroidered with apricot and yellow silk thread on the leader's position. For example, when He Yue saw Feng Ran at the beginning, Feng Ran was wearing it! From Dingshan, He Yue changed the style of the glittering and luxurious style, and everything was simple and refreshing. However, Feng Ran's body was shorter and thinner than He Yue, and he looked fat in He Yue's clothes, and his clothes were dragged to the ground.

After Feng Ran changed his clothes, He Yue looked at him and felt that Feng Ran still had a bit of the same appearance as before, at least his refreshing clothes and a cold look were still as if he was vaguely.

He Yue summoned the boss's supervisor and told him to buy new clothes for Fengran, and the clothes after Fengran should be purchased according to the prince's specifications and levels. Etiquette and law stipulate that people of all colors must wear their own clothes and colors and must not exceed them. A male favorite, who bought clothes according to the prince's specifications, was a ritual that was beyond the ritual, but no one dared to refute the emperor's words. Because he touched Fengran's body, he asked the manager of Zhuang that Fengran's house should supply charcoal fire at any time.

In He Yue's heart, he wanted Feng Ran to live as noble as a prince, which was what he looked like! Instead of wearing unsightly makeup, wearing vulgar clothes, and lying humbly in front of him. Once, he rejected him so proudly, stinging his heart, but that curtain was the most beautiful memory in He Yue's mind.

After giving the order, He Yue only said lightly: "You take a rest." He was about to leave with his people.

"Your Majesty, are you leaving now?" Feng Ran asked in desperation. Everyone could hear it. This sentence was full of retention.

Only when He Yue heard this, he felt even more frustrated as if he was adding fuel to the fire: he beat him and scolded him, he silently endured him, he washed his face and dressed him, and he kept it calmly, and he always said nothing. He was about to leave, but he spoke to him, and he knew that what he wanted to keep was not him, but to keep a "trade". He Yue could even feel Feng Ran's urgent mood to save the man from the Heavenly Prison!

Now, the case of rebellion is being tried in full swing! The gang of people accompanied 6 Feiqing in the Heavenly Prison! They were noisy all day long, crying, moaning, and cursing, and shouting and cursing. The Heavenly Prison has never been so lively. These people wanted to eat his flesh, drink his blood, and sleep with his skin! However, the person who hated 6 Feiqing the most was outside the Heavenly Prison, and He Yueyi could not move him for a while.

He Yue turned around and walked to Feng Ran's face, held Feng Ran's hand, suppressed the annoyance, and said, "When you have something else to say to me one day, come and find me again." Fortunately, the person is already in his hands, and he has time to take his time.

He wanted Feng Ran very much, but he wanted to ask him when he was willing, rather than make a deal with him. He didn't care whether Feng Ran had him in his heart, but he would never tolerate Feng Ran thinking about others when he was with him! He Yue thought about the words of the imperial physician and consciously stroked Feng Ran's hand gently. He still needed to slowly get close to him to eliminate his physical resistance.

"Emperor" Feng Ran still wanted to keep him, but He Yue had already raised his arms and gently threw Feng Ran back to the bed, walked out with a gloomy face.

Listening to the footsteps of He Yueyi's pedestrians, he was walking towards the outsider of the male servant courtyard, and slowly could not hear it. Xiaoyuan, who was hiding in the corner of the house, rushed to Fengran's bed, and couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Young Master! Your Majesty the Emperor will definitely take you to the palace, you will definitely!"

If he wanted him to live in the palace of Suoyun Kingdom as a male lover, it would be a shame for the royal family of Yin Kingdom! That was not something Feng Ran could bear personally! He Yue's intention to bring him into the palace, even Xiaoyuan could see that Feng Ran was not clear?

"Come and get a basin of water."

When Xiaoyuan received the water, Feng Ran had already sat up and was slowly taking off He Yue's clothes. Xiaoyuan came to pick up the clothes. He didn't want Feng Ran to raise his hands and threw the clothes at the brazier!

Xiaoyuan screamed and rushed over to fish it out. The clothes had already burned. Xiaoyuan dragged them out and put them out. The big hole was burned on the left collar of the clothes. His face turned pale and said, "Young Master, this is the clothes that the emperor gave!" According to the convention, it was to offer them for good use. Not to mention burning them, even if they were accidentally damaged, it would be a serious crime to deceive the emperor! Xiaoyuan was carrying a torn dress, like carrying a load of thousands of pounds, and was in tears.

Feng Ran scrubbed the hands that He Yue had touched, and washed his face several times before he felt better. He breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "Boil it clean." Seeing that Xiaoyuan was still, Feng Ran walked over and pulled off his clothes and threw them into the brazier again, watching the clothes gradually turn into ashes. Feng Ran ordered lightly: "Go to the front hall to tell He Yue that I burn his clothes." He and He Yue had nothing to say except for trading and sleeping service? Since he sold himself as a slave, humiliation and honor, he was just responsible for it, without explanation, no argument, no complaint, no pleasing, and nothing to say. Now that he burned his clothes, he was a ready-made "other words" that could be said to He Yue.

"Go to the front hall to tell He Yue." Feng Ran's male favorite actually dared to call the emperor's name! "I burned his clothes." If someone else wanted to cover it up, he tried every means to find a similar clothes for investigation. How could he take the initiative to tell the emperor?!
Chapter completed!