The snow fell heavier at night, and the footprints on the ground were quickly covered by the falling snow. The emperor who was resting in the bedroom appeared in this ordinary courtyard. The dark guards appeared one after another, half-knelt down to salute their king, absolutely submitting. The emperor waved his hand, and those people disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The emperor had been to this courtyard countless times and was more familiar with it than the palace. He walked up the steps and stood at the door of the room. He raised his hand and gently pushed the door open. He stepped in, and the door was closed from the outside by the servant who followed him.

The door opened and closed, making a slight sound in the night.

Unlike the cold wind outside, the room was very warm. There was a roaring fire in the fireplace, and the whole room was as warm as spring.

After entering the room, the emperor did not immediately go into the inner room, but took off his cloak, hung it aside, and stood in front of the fireplace to warm himself, hoping to drive away the coldness on his body, fearing that he would bring the coldness into the inner room and make the person cold.

Ye'er, why did you get up without putting on your clothes? What if you catch a cold? "When the emperor turned around, he saw Fang Ziye standing there. A rare smile appeared on his face, and the tenderness in his eyes could not be faked.

Now that he is the emperor, no one needs him to please, except the person in front of him.

Fang Ziye was wearing a white undergarment without even an outer shirt.

He stood there expressionlessly looking at the person who appeared silently in his room at night, pursed his lips, and stared at the person. The two met again, and this person had become the emperor of the world, while he was still a bird trapped in this cage. He could only stay in places allowed by him and could not leave.

Come, Ye'er, put on...'s clothes." The emperor immediately took off his robe and wanted to put it on the person who got up at night wearing only a thin undergarment. The word "I" almost slipped out of his mouth, but it took a turn in the emperor's mouth. The emperor still called himself "I". This is the difference of this person. It means to tell him that even if I become the emperor, I will still treat you the same as before.

Fang Ziye's eyes flashed with disgust, and he raised his hand to block the emperor's hand from dressing him.

Whether it is the King of Wings or the current emperor, Feng Lingxiao has not changed. No one can stop him from doing what he wants to do, just like he is going to give the clothes to Fang Ziye now. No matter how gentle the smile on his face is, the movements of his hands do not allow anyone to refuse. He carefully put the clothes on Fang Ziye, "Put it on, I will feel sorry for you if you are cold." The emperor said. The two people were very close, and the firelight reflected on them.

When Fang Ziye looked up, he could see the familiar face in front of him, smiling at him. This face was the same as in his memory, but also seemed different. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people guarding him in the dark of his courtyard. This person had been gone for such a long time, and he didn't even show up.

When he thought he was going to be forgotten by this person, in such a night, he appeared here again.

When will you let me leave? "Fang Ziye asked, with no smile on his face from beginning to end.

If it weren't for the people he sent to stop him, he would have left Fengdu long ago. On the day when the old emperor appointed Prince Yi as the crown prince, he closed his eyes as soon as the imperial edict was read out, and died with his eyes closed. Those who knew it could become the emperor naturally. Fang Ziye knew that his wish had also been fulfilled, so he was ready to quietly leave Fengdu with his people. He never thought that he would be stopped at the door before he even got out of the courtyard.

Since that day, his small courtyard has obviously had several times more people than before. Fang Ziye knew that they were all sent by the man in front of him to guard him, but this man never showed up until today.

He has been waiting, waiting for this man to come. "Ye'er, wouldn't it be good to stay here?" The tenderness in the emperor's eyes disappeared. He raised his hand and placed it on Fang Ziye's face. He gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips, and his eyes fell on his lips, his eyes deepened. The emperor lowered his head, and his lips were about to touch the lips of the beauty in front of him. He asked, "Ye'er, can't you stay and accompany me?" Fang

Ziye shook his head. Of course it was not good. Sadness appeared on his face. He said, "You have so many people to accompany you, why do you still need me? Huh? "He is in so much pain here, he wants to escape from this place immediately.

He doesn't want anything, why can't he leave?

Ye'er, they are not you, I just want you to be with me." The emperor kissed Fang Ziye's lips and gave him a light kiss. He said, "This whole world belongs to the king, this whole world belongs to me, Ye'er, where can you escape to? Why don't you stay here with me? This

whole world belongs to the king, "The king is the king's master. All the people in the world are his subjects.

Fang Ziye's lips trembled. He understood this truth. So no matter where he fled to, he could not escape from this man's palm. He underestimated this man and overestimated himself, which led to his current situation.

They were so close to each other and their lips touched each other, but Fang Ziye felt that his heart was so cold. I, I want to enter the palace. "Fang Ziye turned his face away and said with a trembling voice.

Ye'er, I don't want you to go there. You should give up this idea. You can stay in this small courtyard. If you think it's not good here, I will find a better place for you. The palace is not a good place. "The emperor picked up the person in front of him and carried him into the house.

His father died there, his brother died there, and his father died there. The emperor would not want the person he loved to go to that place and die in that deep palace one day. Fang Ziye hooked his hands around the emperor's neck, buried himself in the emperor's arms, and said nothing more. He knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. This person would not agree with him, which made him feel very unhappy. This kind of happiness made him look gloomy and made him feel People looked lifeless.

The emperor could sense the unhappiness of the person in his arms, and he lowered his head and gave him a kiss on the top of his head.

He was placed on the bed, and then a tall figure loomed over him. Fang Ziye did not let go of his hand that was hooked around the emperor's neck. The two of them were in an ambiguous posture, just looking at each other like this.

And what happened next was a matter of course.

"Ye'er, don't leave me..." At the moment when he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, he seemed to hear the emperor saying something in his ear, and he didn't want to listen, because this person would not let him leave.

Fang Ziye had no memory of what happened afterwards. The panting in the room had just stopped, and it was almost four o'clock outside. The emperor finally warmed up his quilt, and outside were the people waiting for him to return to the palace. The person in his arms was breathing long and deep, sleeping soundly, and he was reluctant to let go.

What's so good about being an emperor? After he really became an emperor, Feng Lingxiao would ask himself this question in his heart. Even now, he wanted to have more time with his beloved on this bed, but it was not possible. In short, being an emperor was sometimes boring.

Everyone wanted to be an emperor, but it was not so easy to be an emperor. Only when you really sit on this position, you can deeply realize the things you have to face in this position, and there are too many things you can't do anything about.

The old palace servant waiting outside was anxiously pacing around. If their Lord didn't come out, they would miss the morning court. After a while, the old palace servant actually felt that time was passing very slowly. He finally heard a sound inside and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and stood at the door respectfully, waiting for their Lord to come out.

It was not that these servants were not allowed to enter that room. "Although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, the emperor knew that he had to go back to the palace. After not sleeping all night, with that beauty in his arms, the emperor's spirit was surprisingly good, and there was a little smile on his face, which seemed to indicate that he was in a good mood.

Yes." The old palace servant at the back could tell at a glance that their Lord was in a good mood, so he knew that as long as nothing happened that day, their Lord would be easy to serve here, which made him feel relieved.

The one in this small courtyard might be more of a concern to their Lord than the one in the palace. He had never seen their Lord be so cautious with any noble or beautiful lady in the palace. Not everyone can get the emperor's favor. But no matter how deep the favor is, one must have the blessing to enjoy it.

It's just a pity. The old palace slave follows his master. The king's heart is not something that slaves can guess at will. If they want to live longer in this palace, slaves just need to be loyal to their master. The rest is unnecessary.

It snowed all night, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground. The whole Fengdu City was covered in silver. When he woke up, the person who came that night was no longer on the bed, and the bed still retained the smell of the person. It was freezing outside, but the room was warm. The person who woke up lay in bed without getting up, just staring at the roof in a daze.

"Master." The little slave waiting outside did not dare to go into the house. After waiting outside for a while, a little longer than usual, Ershun heard the sound in the house and leaned over to call out softly outside.

After getting the response, knowing that the master had woken up, the little slave took the two servants in together.

After washing up, Fang Ziye did not wear too thick clothes in this room. The slave asked him to wear a long robe with fox fur embroidered on the neck, which made his face look even whiter and rosy, and he looked very beautiful.

"Master, you, you are so beautiful." The little slave was stunned.

His master laughed unhappily, and seeing the silly little slave, Fang Ziye was not really angry.

The child who woke up early was brought to their master by the grandmother who was taking care of him. When the child saw his grandmother, he babbled and smiled happily, and wanted to climb over to his grandmother. I wonder if the child knew that the only one he could rely on here was his grandmother. He knew from a young age that he had to stick to his grandmother, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

This child is really pitiful...

If his biological father hadn't come to steal the dragon and replaced the swan, he would be the precious prince, not a child raised in this small courtyard.

"Han'er, have you had goat's milk?" Fang Ziye reached out to take the child. He didn't like the child too much, but he didn't treat the child with the disgust of an adult. He always liked to stick to this child. In his heart, he felt helpless but he didn't have any ill will towards this child.

After all, they were all pitiful people, and no one was better than the other.

My master, the young master has had goat's milk. "The grandmother who takes care of the young master replied that she was happy to see her mother in this warm house in winter, and the little Yuhan who liked to stick to her grandmother was the happiest. The child who was half a year old began to drink some porridge. When Fang Ziye was eating, he also fed half a bowl of porridge to the child who babbled when he saw him eating breakfast.

The child grew up day by day, and he could always find the changes in the child after a period of time.

I just don't know if his second baby is this big. Seeing the child in front of him, Fang Ziye couldn't help but think of the child he had only seen once since he was born.