Chapter 83: Uncle, want to hug (end)
Feng Qianche was the youngest son of the late emperor, ranking twenty-seventh.
Feng Qian thought for a while, the best way is to abdicate, and then go into seclusion with Fragment, and give Fragment a reasonable name.
Otherwise, the person would ask aggrievedly every time after doing that kind of thing: "When will your majesty give me a title?"
So, the little boy Feng Qianche suffered.
Every day I am forced by my royal brother to study political theory, learn this way, learn that way.
He was about to vomit.
Fortunately, Feng Qianche is also a candidate for an emperor, and he is excellent in all his homework. With time, he will surely become a generation of wise men.
When Feng Qianche was nine years old, Feng Qian officially announced that the throne was ceded to Feng Qianche.
Gu Yuan, the original minister of the Ministry of Rites, was also promoted to the prime minister, and shouldered the task of assisting the young emperor.
It is said in the world that the little emperor abdicated because he fell in love with a stunning beauty, and now he is traveling with that beauty.
What's even more shocking is that the King of Zhenbei also disarmed himself and returned to the field, and has lived in seclusion since then, regardless of world affairs.
then.
The little emperor abdicated.
The King of Zhenbei lives in seclusion.
It has become the talk of the world after dinner.
What's more, there are special storytellers who tell the stories of the two of them, and they even make up stories.
The capital suddenly set off a wind of broken sleeves.
As for the protagonists in the storybook, they really flew away.
in a quiet town.
Feng Qian returned to women's clothing.
The girl is young and beautiful, with three thousand ink silk like fine silk.
The lips are red and the teeth are white, the skin is fairer than snow, and the dark and beautiful eyes are a bit smart.
Feng Jue took off her official uniform and only wore a plain and elegant white robe.
He hugged the girl from behind, resting his chin on the girl's shoulder.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Has your majesty ever regretted giving up the glory and wealth and giving up the high position?"
Feng Qian turned around, her dark eyes staring at the other's beautiful phoenix eyes without blinking.
The girl said slowly: "Never."
The wind was puzzled.
Why does Shard keep asking such boring questions?
Hearing the girl's answer, Feng Jue smiled and hugged the girl in her arms.
He knows.
She never cared about the so-called glory and wealth.
It is not uncommon for the emperor of the ninety-five to be honored.
She is everything to him.
just like.
All she cares about is how he feels...
Feng Jue picked up the girl by the waist and walked towards the house.
Feng Qian: "..."
Fragments are back!
Why is he not tired?
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do you remember?
his childhood.
It was like being shrouded in mist, unable to see the light of the sky.
There is only a bamboo forest and a cold sword.
He practiced the sword day and night, almost forgetting what is tired and what is love?
Gradually, he became more and more withdrawn and more and more quiet.
Do you like quiet?
maybe.
All he knew was that he was getting more and more afraid of liveliness.
Always want to escape.
Escape all the hustle and bustle.
Because, the liveliness is always so... incompatible with him.
Until he met the rumored weak and incompetent emperor.
She is very cute.
This was his first impression of her.
However, what he didn't expect was that that person would make ripples in his calm heart lake.
Until the stormy waves were set off.
like.
His whole life is a cloud, and only meeting her is the real beginning.
At the moment of having a girl.
Everything turned into a cloud.
There is only joy in his world.
My world is dark and cold, and you are the only light.
I would like to spend my life chasing the light.
turn out to be.
I like you.
That's all.