Chapter 310: The Concubine Does Not Harm the Country, She Only Wants to Harm the Imperial Master (14)
The next morning, the tightly closed palace door was slowly pushed open, and Jiang Feng called someone into the outer hall to help him wash up.
Eunuch Gao quietly walked into the inner hall, lifted the bed curtain and took a look at the king who was sleeping on the couch.
Seeing the dark circles under the man's eyes, which looked like he hadn't rested well, he slowly took two steps back, beckoned the young eunuch waiting nearby to his side, and whispered to him, "Go outside and tell them that today's grand court meeting is cancelled."
The young eunuch was stunned for a moment, then lowered his voice and said to Eunuch Gao, "Master, forget about the ordinary court meetings, but are you canceling this grand one too?"
Eunuch Gao tutted his words and said, "Foolish thing, if you are not afraid of death, go and wake up His Majesty."
The young eunuch didn't dare and quickly turned around and ran out of the hall.
Yue Wu was sleeping very soundly now. After being tormented by the dead Xu Zhaoyi all night, his consciousness seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and he couldn't wake up at all.
Now that the morning light was breaking, he finally got a good night's sleep. Even though he heard the whispers of the palace servants, he did not get up and fell into deep sleep again in the blink of an eye.
After Jiang Feng finished washing up, he waved his hand to dismiss the palace servants. Without even glancing at Yue Wu, he asked Eunuch Gao, "Where did you arrange for the Imperial Preceptor to be stationed?"
Gao Ling lowered his head, showing no emotion at all, and replied respectfully, "I have arranged for the Imperial Master to live in the side hall behind the Peacock Terrace."
He had served in the palace for a long time and had never been interested in his master's affairs. Even if he was curious, he would not show it, let alone ask about it without permission.
He answers whatever you ask, like a puppet, but he is likable.
Even Jiang Feng found him very pleasing to the eye and would never try to make him uncomfortable.
After hearing this, he just nodded in satisfaction without saying anything, and then walked away gracefully.
Gao Ling slowly raised his head after the footsteps faded, staring at the white hair on the ground for a long moment. Then he bent down, picked it up, and while no one was paying attention, brought it close to the unextinguished candlelight. In the blink of an eye, the hair turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.
Jiang Feng was completely unaware of this. Of course, even if he knew, he would not be afraid, because he had plenty of ways to deal with the other party.
For example, the previous imperial teacher spoke up for the queen and openly accused her of being a vixen and disrupting the government.
What happened to that guy? Oh, right, he was thrown into the snake cave by Yue Wu and his body was completely destroyed.
But there is no way around it, it's because his cultivation is too inexperienced. He thinks a bowl of black dog blood can reveal his true form, which is simply a pipe dream!
He pulled a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth and looked up at the young man standing in the yard "admiring the flowers".
The other person had already taken off his cheap cotton clothes and was wearing smoky gray translucent silk. Even the fine cotton cloth covering his eyes was replaced by an expensive white lotus. From a distance, he looked even more cold and otherworldly, like a banished immortal.
He coughed lightly, and the young man in the courtyard tilted his head towards him and asked softly, "Who is it?"
Jiang Feng walked into the courtyard with a familiar demeanor. "Grandmaster, you've gotten up early this morning to stroll around the garden. You're in a really elegant mood."
Yu Huo raised his hand and touched the bright red flower bud, a faint smile on his lips: "I wonder what brings you here, Imperial Concubine?"
Jiang Feng didn't answer, but frowned and asked: "Don't call me Concubine, didn't I tell you my name?"
Yu Huo took a step back, and the delicate camellia flowers brushed against his fair face, making his lips and teeth look red and white.
"That's against the rules."
Jiang Feng stepped forward and chuckled, "The Imperial Master doesn't seem like someone who would follow the rules."
"Then you are wrong to blame me."
The young man under the camellia tree had a steady voice, and his handsome appearance seemed to be covering up the sarcastic tone in his voice.
Inexplicable hostility...
Why?
He couldn't figure it out, so he asked directly: "When did I offend the Imperial Master?"
"You still know?"
Jiang Feng was stunned: "...Please explain clearly, Imperial Master."
Yu Huo curled his lips, and the aura that made him look like he was about to ascend to immortality disappeared in an instant.
"How dare you ask me to explain it clearly? Has the imperial concubine forgotten how you repeatedly gave me trouble yesterday?"
So that's why.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh: "The Imperial Master really holds a grudge."
Yu Huo ignored him, turned his head away from the branches of the camellia tree, and pretended to go back to the side hall.
Jiang Feng saw this scene, his eyes flickered, and he quickly stepped forward to block his way: "Master, please stay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Huo stopped and looked up to ask, "Why did you come here so early in the morning?"
"Nothing, I just want to chat with the Imperial Master." Jiang Feng didn't move aside. His voice was gentle, but his attitude was firm: "Is Imperial Master willing to go for a walk with me?"
Yu Huo habitually reached out and supported Bai Ling in front of him: "It's really not convenient for me to go for a walk like this."
"It's okay if we don't take a walk. We can just talk here." After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he waved to the palace maid who followed him. The maid immediately trotted into the side hall and brought two chairs.
After a while, a round table, fruits, tea... were presented in front of Yu Huo.
Jiang Feng reached out and pressed his shoulder, forcing him to sit down, and whispered in his ear: "It's not convenient for the Imperial Master to speak, is it?"
Yu Huo curled his lips: "You are so smart, are you going to die?"
The next second, I seemed to hear faint laughter in my ears, but the hand on my shoulder never let go.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Yu Huo stopped resisting, reached out to pick up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.
Jiang Feng had laughed enough at this time, and his pair of clear and bright phoenix eyes looked over, his gaze fixed on the white diamond covering the other's eyes, and he didn't move away for a long time.
He tapped the table lazily with his fingers. "The Imperial Master's words are really interesting."
Yu Huo shrugged: "I know, otherwise you wouldn't come here to chat with me."
Jiang Feng agreed with this and nodded in agreement. He then picked up a emerald green grape from the plate and handed it to the other party's lips: "Master, would you like to try some grapes from the south?"
The person in front of him turned his head, and his thin lips brushed against his fingertips. The touch was soft and his body temperature was slightly cool.
"Need not."
Jiang Feng was silent for a few seconds and pretended to withdraw his hand.
The moment the other person turned his head, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the white ling that was covering his eyes.
Without any obstruction, the eyes' long eyelashes trembled, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly.
When the eyes fully opened, Jiang Feng was a little surprised.
He thought Bai Ling's eyes were the cold eyes of a phoenix, or the innocent eyes of a deer.
But none of them...
He actually saw charm in a Taoist priest.
Jiang Feng supported his chin with one hand and praised generously, "The Imperial Master's eyes are so beautiful."
The person being praised didn't smile nor criticize. He just reached out and pulled Bai Ling back, asking calmly, "What's so beautiful about her?"
"Like a little vixen."
Yu Huo rolled his eyes. "Oh, you're a vixen yourself, and you still have the nerve to criticize others? You're so good at turning the tables, what are you doing in the palace? Why don't you go farm?"
Jiang Feng leaned forward, as if trying to get closer to the young man opposite him, and replied in a soft voice, "But farming is so hard, I just want to enjoy a peaceful life~"
Yu Huo: “…Oh.”
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