Royal Road - Chapter 283

[Chapter 282 | City]

There seemed to be a huge boulder on the chest, and the pressure was uncomfortable, making it hard to breathe.

Liang Feng woke up from his sleep and struggled to open his eyes.

I saw a sturdy and powerful arm across his chest, as if to lock himself, and he was holding it tightly.

After two seconds of reaction, Liang Feng raised his hand to rest on his forehead.

What happened last night really broke the pitiful bottom line and made myself fall completely.

The brain is simply out of control. As long as it is cool, everything else is trivial.

Last night, it was really cool…

I couldn’t help but look down and landed on the sleeping face beside me.

Even with the most critical eyes, it is a very handsome face, not like the European cold style, but with some Middle Eastern characteristics, handsome and aggressive.

In later generations, it is definitely the type of hormonal explosion.

Now that he is asleep, he shows some youthful and childishness, and even the evil spirit that cannot be eliminated has retreated seven or eight.

The thin quilt was mostly wrapped around himself, and only a little was left on the other side’s back.

Under the cover of the sheet, it is a rather fascinating undulating arc.

The shoulders are broad, the waist is narrow and the hips are raised, and the legs are slender and straight.

Every inch of muscle was exercised just right, and the deep and shallow scars did not make it pale, but like a sleeping tiger and cheetah, showing a wild taste.

Alright, he definitely earned it compared to his own hair.

Some self-deprecating thoughts came up for no reason.

Liang Feng gently pushed Yi Yan’s arm away and sat up.

This action is definitely not small, but it does not wake the other party up.

The body is covered with inch threads, but it is marked with a green and red mark with spots.

The tingling feeling of being swallowed up came up again, Liang Feng quickly shook his head, picked up the jacket that had fallen to the side, put it on and stood up.

Maybe I was too tired last night, and a little drunk, so I went to sleep directly.

Now it’s sticky, and it’s really uncomfortable.

Liang Feng took a few steps outside, trying to find some water to wipe.

Yi Yan doesn’t like being served by others anymore, the maid should also prepare some water for washing… However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, Liang Feng’s face turned cold, he didn’t even wear his shoes, he gathered up his clothes, walked quickly to the door, and pulled it open. door.

Beside the door, a small figure knelt down, as if frightened by Liang Feng’s actions, and quickly fell to the ground.

The thin and slender back was trembling slightly, and he didn’t know how long he waited outside.

That is Qingmei, his personal servant.

When he came in last night, he left Ome outside.

But she didn’t leave overnight, how could Qingmei not be worried?

I do not know that after several struggles, I mustered the courage to stay here. In the final analysis, I was still afraid that there would be no people around me to serve.

It’s not difficult to understand the mood, but how much did she hear?

The color on his face changed a few times, and Liang Feng finally slowed down: “Go and get some warm water clothes.”

Hearing this, Qingmei seemed to have received an amnesty, and bowed again before getting up.

The footsteps swayed slightly, it is estimated that he stayed overnight, and his legs and feet were numb.

But soon, she returned to normal and hurried out.

Looking at the girl’s back, Liang Feng sighed in his heart.

This is the inconvenience of ancient times.

Anyone with status can’t have real *.

Expel all servants clean, but it is suspicious.

Worth mentioning, Qingmei knows it, these personal servants can still be trusted.

It’s just his affair with Yiyan, how long can he keep it a secret?

Maybe it’s time to change and let Yi Yan go to his side.

Sleeping on your feet, the guests entering the curtain can be regarded as an elegant event in line with the trend of the times, and there is less chance of thinking crooked.

If he stayed in the subordinate courtyard for one night every day, he would have no silver taels here.

Just thinking about it, a low voice suddenly came from the house: “Master?”

In that voice, there was some confusion and fear.

Liang Feng quickly turned around and walked back into the room, only to see that Yi Yan had already sat up and wanted to go down.

“The splint has just been removed, let’s take two steps less.” Liang Feng stopped immediately.

Seeing Liang Feng’s disheveled figure, Yi Yan seemed to be stunned for a moment before slowly relaxing his shoulders.

It looked like a treasure that had been lost and recovered.

“The water will be delivered in a while.” Liang Feng walked to the edge of the couch, but before he could stand firm, he was hugged by the other party.

As for the angle, this hug is a little awkward. Yi Yan’s forehead rested on Liang Feng’s lap, and without raising his head, he just whispered, “I can’t find the lord, I thought last night was just a dream.”

He slept last night .

There are very few of them, and they are afraid that after waking up, they will lose the person in their arms.

Who knows that when I woke up this morning, my arms were still empty.

Is this just a conjecture born of overthinking?

After such a sweet and hearty night, suddenly waking up from a dream, what a loss.

This eager gesture reminded Liang Feng of the pious and touching kisses and touches last night.

When his Adam’s apple rolled, he reached out and pressed it on the back of the other’s head, touching it as if to soothe him.

The long hair that has been raised is slightly curled, not very soft, and it is thick and vigorous like the vitality of this person.

He actually didn’t want Yi Yan to lose his color because of himself.

“It will be noticed by others.” After all, Liang Feng couldn’t hold himself back and said, “Be careful about your business, don’t let others tell the truth…”

Yi Yan raised his head sharply: ” Pretend? The lord doesn’t want others to know about it?”

“This matter is of no use to you.” Liang Feng frowned and answered solemnly, “No matter how great the military exploits are, they will not be worth the money. After a hundred years, others will not remember it. Your achievements will only be remembered in the biography of Ning Xing. You are worthy of a better reputation…”

Yi Yan frowned, “After a hundred years, I have become a dead bone in the ground, so what’s the use of a false name? It’s good to remember it. In the future, others who read history will know that the lord is interested in me!”

His voice said that without any hesitation.

Looking at those sharp and straightforward gray-blue eyes, Liang Feng was dumbfounded.

Such fiery sincerity was something he would never have been able to achieve.

Just like a flame, the burning person’s skin hurts, and he can’t bear to flinch.

In a few years, decades later, will he regret it?

Like every person who loves Mi, do you regret that you were tired of seeing each other?

Or really feel the taste of power and ruin the foundation he created?

He can’t see the future.

I don’t even want to care about what’s going to happen that long ago.

Because the man in front of him was looking at him eagerly, without flinching at all.

Liang Feng bent down and placed a light kiss on the man’s lips: “The other people’s palaces are full of traitorous concubines and demon queens, but in my courtyard, there is only one tough bone like you.”

His voice contained a deep meaning.

Feeling a little helpless, but more of a soft laugh.

Yi Yan’s breathing quickened: “My lord…” His hand slipped into the open shirt in front of him, his fingertips lightly brushed the red spots and blue marks on it, “Did I hurt you last night?”

Liang Feng Meifeng raised his eyebrows: “Did I hurt you last night?”

He pointedly stroked an unhealed scar on the other’s shoulder.

A wounded number, dare to ask this?

Yi Yan’s hands were clenched immediately, and he firmly hugged the slender waist in front of him: “Is there any injury, I’m afraid that the lord will take a look for me…”

This kid is more and more able to crawl along the pole.

However, facing the invitation, Liang Feng had no way of rejecting it.

The lips were glued to one place again, and the curtain on the couch swayed gently, like the wind blowing.

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Duan Qin put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his already sore wrist.

These days, his main job is to ponder the “six” concept proposed by the lord.

Because the territory expanded to Jizhou and Sizhou, the original Cao Cao could no longer coordinate the three places.

The lord proposed the idea of having six separate divisions in the governor’s mansion.

It is a bit like the nine ministers of the DPRK, but the division of labor is clearer, and there will be no problem of unclear rights and responsibilities.

More importantly, once the framework of the six parts is set, no matter how much the site expands in the future, all of them can be included.

It’s a stroke of genius!

Just listening to the Lord’s mention, countless thoughts popped up in Duan Qin’s mind.

I have been studying at my desk for the past two days, trying to perfect this idea.

It’s just that this matter is unprecedented, and there are too many details to be taken into account, and the progress is quite slow.

It took ten days of grinding to draw up a rough outline.

After reading the manuscript again carefully, Duan Qin nodded, rolled up the document, and walked to the study.

However, when he got to the study, he realized that he was empty.

There is no need to go to the yamen today, shouldn’t the lord stay in the study to handle official business?

Just wondering, the servant next to him approached and said, “Master Duan may have to wait a little longer, the lord is still in the backyard.”

In the backyard?

Duan Qin was startled: “But you’re ill?”

“It’s just that I woke up late, and I asked Master Duan to stay a little longer.” The servant replied respectfully.

Gao Xuan’s heart just fell to the ground, but after thinking about it carefully, Duan Qin frowned again.

Wait, is the lord up late?

After so many years with the lord, Duan Qin naturally knows that the other party’s schedule has always been very regular, and there has never been any delay.

Such self-denial, not indulging in pleasure, is also a character that everyone in the house admires.

But in the past month or so, the time the lord spends in the front yard seems to be slightly reduced, and sometimes official business is brought to the back yard for processing.

This is really weird.

If you have just married a wife and a concubine, you can understand.

But there is no one in the backyard of the lord.

Why did you suddenly change your temperament?

A strange idea suddenly appeared.

Duan Qin pursed his lips, wondering if he should think deeply.

But there are some things that are always wrong…

Just as I was thinking about it, the people around me suddenly dipped their heads and saluted forward.

Duan Qin quickly waved away the distracting thoughts and cupped his hands: “My lord!”

“I’ve made Si Ruo wait for a long time.” Liang Feng stepped forward with a smile and supported Duan Qin, “But there is something to look for me?”

Duan Qin’s eyes were on the man Scanning his face, he didn’t see any weakness and morbidity. Instead, the snowy skin showed a light blush, looking bright and in a good mood.

The words paused, and Duan Qin said: “Xiaguan has drawn up the draft of the six departments, and please ask the lord to review it.”

Liang Feng suddenly came to the spirit, this is the main event of resetting the government structure, I didn’t expect it to be able to Completed so quickly.

No nonsense, he took the documents and strode towards the study: “Si Ruo is hard, let me take a closer look.”

Looking at the figure entering the study, Duan Qin sighed inwardly and followed.