The emperor's anger was understandable, but he didn't care.
After all, this was not a big deal in the first place, but it was just my father being contradicted by his son.
Although Feng Yao's wound has not scabbed yet, it is not that painful anymore. He can still get up and sit and read a book every day. However, Yu Liu still lies on the bed or soft couch every day. When changing dressing every day, Feng Yao will be injured.
Haruka joked a few words, except for being knocked out for the first time, the rest of the time was nothing more than smoke above his head.
The wet nurse had been sent by Yu Liu to the Prince's Mansion to take care of matters as early as the Queen Mother's birthday party. Probably no one told her that Feng Yao was injured, otherwise she might have cried.
Feng Yao thought that maybe it was because the Queen Mother's return made Yu Liu extremely disgusted that she wanted to move out of the East Palace and live in the Prince's Mansion.
The servants who followed were not as busy as the palace, and they did not have to tense their nerves all the time. They happily looked at such a warm scene of their two masters every day, and once felt that life was really beautiful.
On this day, Feng Yao was drawing with a special charcoal pencil. Xi'er came in and reported: "Empress, the Seventh Prince has come to see you."
Feng Yao raised his head, blinked, and Yu Liu's voice came in: "No." He said coldly, but there was a cold light in his eyes.
"See you! Bring him here. My injury has not healed and I am still lying on the bed!"
Xi'er responded and went out.
Feng Yao ignored Yu Liu, put away the drawings and charcoal, ran back to the bed and lay down, Feng Yao glared at Yu Liu and warned: "Be careful with your little pp!"
"Feng Yao!" Yu Liu was angry. Now all the slaves serving Yu Liu knew that this was Yu Liu's flaw and a minefield. However, only Feng Yao dared to step on it. No matter whether he was in a good or bad mood, he was interested.
A few steps on them hurt the ears of these slaves, who were shocked to the point of numbness every day.
Rubbing his ears, Feng Yao said lazily: "You can hear me, Your Highness doesn't need to shout so loudly. Ah, by the way, why did Your Highness call me my concubine's name?"
Yu Liu gritted her teeth and glared angrily, vowing not to be a human being unless she took revenge.
After a long time, he calmed down and curled his lips with a sneer, "Nothing, I just want you to take it easy and be careful of capsizing in the gutter."
Feng Yao raised his eyebrows. It wouldn't be fun if he didn't get angry. However, it was rare for him to be able to control his temper like this. He then sneered and said, "I'm afraid His Highness doesn't have that ability yet."
Yu Liu pursed her lips and said nothing, but secretly analyzed in her heart, why did Yu Min come to see Feng Yao?
When Yumin came, he saw Fengyao lying on the bed, playing with his fingers in boredom, and Yu Liu, who was also lying on the soft couch and seemed to be asleep.
"Yaoer." Yumin just thought that Yuliu was asleep and ignored him at all. He walked directly to the window and sat down. His jewel-like black eyes were as gentle as water at this time, and there was a faint worry in his eyebrows. He asked softly.
Said: "Are you okay?"
Feng Yao had to admit that she was disgusted. Your sister, who are you showing that infatuated look to? Also, are you looking for the wrong person?
"It's much better. Don't worry, Brother Seventh Emperor." Feng Yao lowered his head shyly. Who wouldn't be disgusting?
Looking at Feng Yao's appearance, Yu Min felt a faint joy in her heart, and at the same time she began to feel embarrassed. Who said Yao'er fell in love with Yu Liu? Has anyone ever seen her look so shy in front of Yu Liu?
Yu Min frowned slightly, with a hurt look on his face, "Didn't I tell you that I am your cousin? You should still call me brother Min as before."
Brother Min? Ugh~, don’t you really feel disgusted? Who has ever been so disgusting with you?