On the carriage, Wei Nuan was in a daze, thinking about what might happen after entering the palace, but her sleeve was pulled by Feng Qinghan.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Feng Qinghan and Wei Nuan were both stunned by their subconscious reaction, but the surprise on Feng Qinghan's face quickly flashed away, while Wei Nuan remained calm and couldn't mess up anything on his own.
"Can you read if it's slightly warm?" Feng Qinghan held a book in his hand.
Wei Nuan immediately knew what Feng Qinghan wanted her to do. She thought that she would be idle in the carriage anyway, so she would read it to him.
"I know, my brother taught me, do you want me to read it to you?"
"Well, Wei Nuan is so smart." Feng Qinghan's fingers accurately touched Wei Nuan's forehead and fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead.
She still has bangs. Bangs can help her cover many emotions in her eyes, and they can also cover up part of her appearance. Only when she got married yesterday, her bangs were all put up. Today Feng Qinghan returned to white for a while.
The brocade clothes are made of luxurious materials, and even if they are white, they give people a luminous feeling. However, she is wearing light green, relatively plain clothes, and does not want to attract too much attention, so she thinks this is better.
There was a warm, crisp and slow voice in the carriage, and Feng Qinghan squinted his eyes slightly when he heard it. Although his eyes could not see anything, he seemed to feel a ray of light, dispelling the darkness in front of his eyes. As he listened, his breathing gradually
It becomes longer and longer, as if I am going to sleep.
Wei Nuan is a martial arts practitioner, so she can naturally feel the changes in Feng Qinghan's breath. Seeing that Feng Qinghan has fallen asleep, she is too lazy to continue reading. After reading for so long, her mouth is dry.
But although she didn't read it, she did read it. It was a story book, and the content in it was quite interesting, which made her read it. She thought about whether she should write a few novels and sell them.
Will the reputation of Ye Fei, the owner of Hualou, be further improved?
She felt happy thinking about it, and Wei Nuan unconsciously raised the corners of her lips. She leaned in the car, facing the window, and did not notice that the corners of Feng Qinghan's mouth were also slightly upward, opening up the right arc.
It didn't take long for the carriage to arrive at the palace gate. However, due to the special reason of the cold wind, he did not have to get out of the car and could drive the carriage directly into the palace. This was a privilege given to him by the emperor.
At this time, the emperor had already gone down to court and was handling business in Qinzheng Hall.
Wei Nuan followed Feng Qinghan in, and felt a sense of awe when she saw the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. Although the emperor was already old, he still looked younger due to proper maintenance. He could tell that Ru Feng
Qinghan was extremely handsome even at his age.
"See my father, long live my father, long live my father." Wei Nuan and Feng Qinghan knelt down.
"Hurry up, Han'er. Didn't I tell you that you don't have to worry about these false gifts?" Although the emperor's voice seemed majestic, it was full of kindness, and it was clear that he really loved Feng Qinghan.
Wei Nuan lowered her head and did not look at the emperor again, but the emperor asked her to raise her head. She could only raise her head and look at each other. Seeing the shocked look on the emperor's face, she knew that trouble was coming.
Judging from the emperor's appearance, he should want Feng Qinghan to marry Wen Weining.
"Han'er, is this your princess?" The surprised voice seemed a bit abrupt in the quiet Qinzheng Palace.
"Back to my father, she is my concubine, the third young lady of Yong'an Marquis, Wen Weinuan."