Ye Zheng stood at the door, and at this time he couldn't help but reach out to block his eyes.

"Oh, my eyes are going to be blind."

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet were stomped heavily.

"Oh!"

He screamed in pain and turned to see that it was Ran Xiaoyu. Because Nan Yan was pregnant, many incense in the past could not be used. She packed up a box and prepared to put it on and then found a new incense.

"Stop blocking here."

Ye Zheng was originally grinning in pain, but when he saw her, he immediately smiled.

"Oh, this box must be very heavy. Come on, I'll get it for you."

"Do I have no hands?"

"I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"Who are you me? What does it have to do with me whether I'm tired or not?"

Ran Xiaoyu rolled his eyes at him, but Ye Zheng seemed to have become accustomed to these days and was still laughing and trying to follow him. But after just two steps, Zhu Feng's voice came from Yikun Palace again.

"Ye Zheng."

There was no choice but to stop, watch Ran Xiaoyu walk away, and then back with aggrieved words: "Your Majesty, what are your instructions?"

Zhu Feng looked up at him and said, "The Zhujian Academy also sent someone to inform them. I will give them three more days to think about it so that Jian Ruocheng can think clearly."

"Yes. Wei Chen went there right away."

"You don't have to go."

"That"

Ye Zheng was also a little confused and asked himself to give instructions, but he would not let him go to Zhujian Academy. Who would he ask?

A glimmer flashed in Zhu Feng's eyes.

He coughed lightly, got up and walked to the door. Ye Zheng hurriedly approached, and Zhu Feng whispered in his ear.

“…”

Nan Yan was still sitting on the couch and looking at them. Ye Zheng was stunned after hearing Zhu Feng's words, and looked at him with complicated eyes. She was also a little confused. What's wrong?

Then he heard Ye Zheng say, "Your Majesty, let him go?"

"Well," Zhu Feng said: "Tell him clearly that the imperial concubine is pregnant, so the ceremony was delayed by three days, so he also asked him to explain it clearly to the people in the academy."

"……yes."

Nan Yan looked at Ye Zheng's face and seemed to have a bitter smile, then turned around and left.

When Zhu Feng walked back to her, Nan Yan said, "Master, what have you said to Ye Zheng?"

"nothing."

Zhu Feng reached out to take care of her hair: "Is it still hot? Do you want to take a rest?"

"No, the emperor also thinks of my concubine too weakly."

"snort."

The news spread quickly.

In just one day, the previous dynasty and the harem of the previous dynasty had known that the imperial concubine was happy, and for her, His Majesty the Emperor postponed the date of opening the ceremony of the Dacien Temple for three days.

Everyone's hearts naturally have their own ideas.

And at Zhujian Academy, the atmosphere here is still very heavy, because it has already reached the last day I agreed on.

Jian Ruocheng sat by the window.

His light room, doors and windows, were closed tightly, and he could feel the sun shining outside, but there was a deep and dead aura floating in this quiet monastery.

He sat by the window without saying a word.

At this time, a heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

Jian Ruocheng frowned slightly.

These days, the academy has been closed and the students cannot leave, but they are still very orderly and have a rest as usual. Although some people are worried about what they will make, they are just looking at the outdoors of the light and will not disturb themselves.

And the footsteps

Jian Ruocheng seemed to have heard something, and at this time, the footsteps were stopping at the door.

A low voice sounded: "Master."

“…”

really.

This sound is familiar.

Jian Ruocheng said: "What's the matter?"

"I'm here to pass oral orders for the emperor."

Jian Ruocheng slowly got up and walked over, opened the door, and when the sun shone in, he also saw the eyes with light on his back, looking particularly gloomy, like a wolf.

Li is not hurt.

Jian Ruocheng looked at this young man who was obviously different from the thin and helpless boy back then. He seemed to have changed his eyes, or what his eyes were chasing, but his eyes remained unchanged.

Jian Ruocheng said: "The emperor asked you to ask me the answer?"

"no."

"No? Then what does he want?"

"His Majesty the Emperor ordered that the ceremony to open the Dacien Temple will be postponed for three days. Master, you, your academy and the students in the academy will have three days to consider."

“…!”

Jian Ruocheng was shocked.

After all, he had been the Right Chief of the Secretariat of the Secretariat for so long and knew Zhu Feng's personality very well. He was a person who was right to speak. Moreover, opening the Dacien Temple was of great significance to him, why was it suddenly postponed, and it was delayed for three days as soon as it was postponed.

He frowned and said, "Why is this happening?"

When asked this question, Jian Ruocheng clearly saw that there seemed to be a little needle-like thorn in his wolf-like eyes.

Li Bushu's tall body was shaking a little at this moment.

A sense of inexplicable feeling of uneasiness surged in Jian Ruocheng's heart.

He said, "What the hell is wrong?"

Li Bushang looked at him, and after a long time of silence, he said in a deep voice: "Because, the imperial concubine is pregnant."

"What?!"

Jian Ruocheng could hardly believe his ears. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Bushen: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"The imperial concubine is pregnant."

Li Bushu almost burst out from his teeth, and each word was like a nail, and he was heavily nailed into Jian Ruocheng's heart.

He suddenly felt a suffocation.

For a moment, both of them became quiet.

They stood at the door just like this, and they were obviously two completely different people, one practicing martial arts, the other practicing literature, the other exudes the bloodthirsty and gloomy aura like a lone wolf, and the other exudes the gentleman's warmth and jade-like aura, but at this time, what they endured was the same pain.

It turns out that I have some moods, which are really in common.

“…”

Jian Ruocheng was silent for a long time, and a smile appeared on his pale face. He thought for a while and said, "It was His Majesty the Emperor who asked you to tell me, right?"

Li Busan glanced at him and agreed.

Jian Ruocheng's smile became deeper.

It's also a little more bitter.

I clearly know that this is a fact and cannot be changed, but when I hear this news, my heart still can't help but hurt.

Li Bushang looked at him silently. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "The words have arrived. You have three days to think about. It's time for me to leave."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a moment,"

Jian Ruocheng stopped him, Li Bushu frowned slightly, stopped, and looked back at him.
Chapter completed!