Chapter 179 The Emperor of Northern Qi Arrives
Feng Yaoguang waited in the big tent for half an hour.
As footsteps sounded outside, the big tent was opened, and the cold wind blew in, making the big tent a little colder.
The personal soldiers came in and saluted. After reporting, a man in a white fox fur cloak walked in.
Feng Yaoguang looked up and felt his eyes brighten.
The moment he saw him, Feng Yaoguang couldn't help but wonder if Qi State was a place that produced beauties. The second prince of Southern Qi whom he met yesterday had a feminine appearance and was extremely beautiful.
The envoy he met today was also a man with a charming demeanor.
Feng Yaoguang couldn't even guess his age.
He was noble and calm, and elegant.
Judging from his appearance, he was well maintained, and no more than thirty years old.
But the calm demeanor between his eyebrows told him that this man should be at least thirty-six or thirty-seven years old.
So the description of "romantic and charming" was obviously not suitable for him, but it was so fitting.
"General Feng." The man spoke first, breaking the silence in the tent, with a smile on his lips that showed the kindness of an elder to a younger generation, "I am the husband of the empress of Northern Qi, Yuan Xiumo."
As soon as the words fell, Feng Yaoguang stood up.
He looked at the man in front of him in shock, and looked him up and down again and again.
He had a tall and thin figure, a handsome and delicate face, snow-white clothes and black hair, modesty and warmth, a pair of peach blossom eyes that were naturally affectionate, and seemed to have a tolerance for everything.
At this time, he just smiled at him, and it seemed that he had no temper at all.
Feng Yaoguang couldn't help but doubt the report of the spy last night for a moment.
He felt that such a person should be indifferent to the world. He only needed to take care of the empress when she was tired of government affairs, and say a few gentle and caring words to relieve her fatigue for a day.
And if he was the empress of Northern Qi, he would let go of all his worries and feel relaxed wholeheartedly when he was with such a man every day.
Jealousy, power struggle?
Will such a thing happen to him?
Feng Yaoguang suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
He wondered if Dong Huang, who worked hard on government affairs every day, would also hope that there would be a gentle and considerate man to chat with her and take care of her daily life after returning to the harem, instead of continuing to talk to her about military camps, battlefields, and national affairs like him?
Feng Yaoguang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he sat down slowly: "Please sit down."
Yuan Xiumo raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering why General Feng lost his composure just now.
He raised his hand to take off the cloak on his shoulders, and even the action of taking off clothes was so pleasing to the eye, revealing a natural nobleness.
"I don't know Yuan..." Feng Yaoguang said, and then smiled, "I don't know why this emperor came here from afar?"
Yuan Xiumo turned around and found a wooden chair to sit down: "First, congratulations to General Feng on becoming the new emperor of Nanling."
Feng Yaoguang didn't say anything, feeling a little complicated.
He even began to think wildly.
This imperial husband appears gentle and elegant, a true nobleman, but since there are rumors that two imperial husbands are fighting for power, he must be different from what he appears to be.
What does the other imperial husband who can compete with him look like?
"General Feng." Yuan Xiumo showed some concern on his face, "Are you okay?"
Feng Yaoguang came back to his senses and met his concerned eyes: "What did you say?"
"First of all, congratulations to General Feng on becoming the new emperor of Nanling." Yuan Xiumo repeated, "In addition, I came here because I have something very important to talk to you about."
Feng Yaoguang restrained his expression and nodded slowly: "Please go ahead."
...
Well, General Yaoguang is a little bit in love.