1095. Chapter 1095 Extra Story: Chonghua Chapter 3
Apricot blossom trees with pink and white branches can be seen everywhere in the Snow Kingdom Palace.
Fengyao loves apricot blossoms very much.
She said that when she met him, it was in March when the apricot blossoms were beginning to bloom.
He doesn't remember anything.
When he woke up, all the memories in his mind became blank.
He doesn't even remember who he is.
All the news he knows now was told to him by Feng Yao.
He didn't know whether those words were true or false.
Feng Yao treated him extremely well, but so far, he still hasn't completely trusted her.
If a person loses all his memory and his life becomes blank, it is such a sad and terrifying thing.
Perhaps, he will never be able to remember what happened in the past.
It seems that living like this is not bad.
But there is always an inexplicable regret and loss in my heart.
A gust of wind blew, and apricot blossoms fell, falling on his hair and robe.
There are a few hints of pink and white on the red robe, which are extremely conspicuous.
"My slave, please pay your respects to the Emperor."
Wherever he passed, the maids knelt down to pay their respects.
Chonghua was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and looked at a certain palace maid kneeling at his feet.
"Keep your head up."
The palace maid stiffened for a moment, as if she was frightened, and slowly raised her head, with a hint of fear in her misty eyes.
All the women in the palace knew that the emperor was a very handsome man and was a rare handsome man in the world.
But no one dared to have any evil intentions.
There were three thousand beauties in the palace, but not one of them was given the title of concubine or concubine.
The Emperor is very devoted to the Queen. Apart from the Queen, there is no room for other women in his eyes. Let alone some concubines from the talent show, even if he even looks at them, he will not look at anyone else.
Besides, the empress is also deeply devoted to the emperor, and even gave up the throne to him. How many people in the world can achieve such deep love?
Under the Queen's eyes, whoever dares to take the Emperor's advice would be tired of living, wouldn't he?
The palace maid was very frightened, her body was trembling slightly, and her face was a little pale.
Chonghua lowered his head and looked at the beautiful face of the palace maid for a few seconds. He was silent for a moment and said, "What is your name? How old are you this year?"
The palace maid replied tremblingly, "Slave... my name is Xiaoyan, and I am 17 this year."
"Xiaoyan?" Chonghua read her name in a low voice, and his eyes with a bit of confusion fell on her familiar brows, "From now on, you will go to my imperial study room to work as an errand."
The palace maid was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, her face showed joy, and she kowtowed to thank you, "I thank you for your kindness. I will definitely do my job well and never let you down."
"Yeah." Chonghua responded lightly, turned and left.
Jinchen Hall.
"Your Highness, the Emperor is here."
In the backyard.
Chen Feng put away the sword in his hand, stepped forward, and half-knelt on the ground to greet Chonghua, "I have met my father."
Chonghua said warmly, "Were you practicing your sword just now?"
"Yes." Chen Feng raised his head and glanced at him, his dark eyes like glass beads with a soft and bright luster.
There was a faint blush on his fair face, and he was sweating profusely after practicing sword practice for an hour.
Chonghua smiled, helped him up, took him to the side of the stone table and sat down, "Father, did I disturb you?"
Chen Feng shook his head, "No."
He speaks very few words, always one or two words short.
Chonghua was used to this kind of communication, and he didn't feel as disappointed as Feng Yao. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, smiling and saying, "Wipe the sweat on your face."