067 She saw him through
Mu Hanjin stopped crying, raised her eyes, and saw a delicate woman walking slowly, with a pair of apricot eyes, tears in the corners of her eyes, weak willows supporting the wind, stepping forward to help Mrs. Mu, looking at him with a light smile.
Mu Hanjin looked puzzled, as if she couldn't remember who the woman in front of her was, and was about to ask, when she saw Mrs. Mu smiling at the corner of her eyes, helped him up, and showed kindness, "This is the eldest daughter of your third aunt's family, Xia Diewu, your cousin Diewu, you saw it when you were a child, but later, your third aunt's family moved to the southwest, and they rarely interacted. β
Mu Hanjin looked at the woman in front of him, his eyebrows were smiling, his demeanor was graceful, revealing a bit of beauty and refinement, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he was also a delicate and amiable woman, he restrained his emotions, returned to his original elegant demeanor, and bowed his head slightly, "Butterfly Dance cousin." β
"Butterfly Dance has seen my second cousin." Xia Diewu was light and blessed, raised her eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, it seemed to be very peaceful, the most ordinary meeting, but it had already stirred up a thousand waves in her heart.
The person in front of him, with the posture of a jade man, a scorching temperament, and an elegant temperament, is really a rare strange man in the world, and it is the person she has made up her mind to marry since she was a child, perhaps, he doesn't remember who he is, but he was deeply engraved in his mind as early as ten years ago, therefore, when he learned that he was imprisoned in the regent palace, he hated the cruel regent on the one hand, and felt sorry for him on the other hand, so he ignored the opposition of his parents and rushed all the way to the capital, waiting for him, and waiting, it was two years, and now he finally saw him again, Who knows the excitement in her heart?
She didn't care how he spent the past two years in the Regent's Mansion, let alone what others said about him, she only knew that she Xia Diewu had identified him in her life, and she had no hesitation.
"Jin'er, how did you get back?" Old Madam Mu looked behind her, but no one followed, so she asked.
"It is the prince who allows the child to go back to the house to visit his mother, and in the future, he will come back twice a month." Mu Hanjin thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a warm heart, for Feng Aotian, he had never been grateful, but this time, seeing his mother who had not seen him for two years, his almost dark heart had a trace of brightness.
"Regent?" Old Madam Mu couldn't believe it, looked at him, and saw that his face was much haggard and thinner than two years ago, and she was even more distressed, holding his hand tightly, "Jin'er, you have suffered in the past two years." β
"As long as the mother is well, the child is well." When Mu Hanjin saw Mrs. Mu now, she suddenly felt that the suffering of the past two years was nothing.
"Okay, okay, as long as you and your eldest brother are safe and sound, mother can rest assured." Old Madam Mu took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked towards the house.
Mu Hanjin carefully supported Mrs. Mu, "Mother, do you know about the eldest brother?" β
"Well, he sent a letter from home, and I already know about it." Old Madam Mu nodded with a smile, looked at Mu Hanjin, and remembered the behavior of the regent Su Ri, and was still distressed.
Of course, Mu Hanjin could see Mrs. Mu's thoughts, and said in a low voice, "Mother, the prince has not done anything to the child, and please don't worry about it, now that the child has entered the court, the official worships the inspectorate and the imperial history." β
"That's very good." After listening to Mu Hanjin's words, Old Madam Mu nodded again and again, and asked tentatively again, "Then when will the regent let you go home?" β
Mu Hanjin was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Now that the child has just taken office, and the regent's place is where people are employed, I'm afraid I won't return to the house in the short term." β
"But now that you are past the year of your marriage, is it true that the Lord Regent wants to keep you?" Old Madam Mu rolled her eyes, glanced at Xia Diewu, and said worriedly.
"Now the child doesn't want to talk about marriage." Mu Hanjin is just comforting Mrs. Mu, in this life, I am afraid that he will not be able to marry a wife, let alone leave the cage of the Regent's Palace.
"Alas, this regent is really a demon and a monster, he robbed my wife and son of a child, and now he doesn't even let go of the other, don't think that my wife doesn't know how to go, why is your eldest brother safe now, and he hasn't got the regent." Old Madam Mu knocked on the crutches in her hand and said through gritted teeth.
Mu Hanjin helped Mrs. Mu, "Mother, the child can only accompany you for an hour, and he will go back to the house later." β
"What? Just came back and left? Can't stay one night? Old Madam Mu hurriedly suppressed her anger and looked at Mu Hanjin with a reluctant face.
"I am busy with official business and can't get out, so it's not easy for the prince to allow the child to come back to visit his mother." Mu Hanjin said lightly, thinking of getting along with her mother for a short time, she was also reluctant in her heart.
"Second cousin, don't worry, Butterfly Dance will take care of your aunt." Xia Diewu held the other side of Mrs. Mu and said softly.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Xia Diewu, naturally understanding her intentions, but how could he have the heart to talk about this matter now, not to mention, this was absolutely impossible, so out of courtesy, he just politely replied, "There is a cousin of Lao Diewu." β
"Second cousin doesn't need to be polite, taking care of my aunt is what Butterfly Dance should be." Xia Diewu replied with a light smile.
Mrs. Mu looked at Xia Diewu with a smile, she already liked it very much, but now, when she looked at her own child, she felt that the two were very compatible, so there was a gratifying smile on the corner of her mouth.
Mu Hanjin helped Mrs. Mu into the hall, did not dare to delay for a moment, and began to gossip about homely things, chatting about some childhood anecdotes, occasionally mentioning Mu Hanyao, or his situation in the regent palace, which was also mixed, so time passed in a hurry.
The more the time of the meeting became shorter, the more precious it became, and the more reluctant it became, and the sound of the guards who followed Mu Hanjin came from outside the house, Mu Hanjin got up and said goodbye to Mrs. Mu with tears.
Mrs. Mu shed tears again, personally sent him into the carriage, and watched him leave, feeling emotional.
Xia Diewu looked at Mu Hanjin's departing figure, the thoughts in her heart became more and more firm, no matter how long, she would wait for him to come back, even if there was no fate, she had no regrets.
"Auntie, it's windy outside, beware of catching a cold, Butterfly will help you go back to the house to rest, didn't the regent allow him to go back to the house twice a month? Or, do you think about the next time your second cousin comes back, you will cook him some favorite food? Xia Diewu persuaded and suggested.
"It's still a butterfly dance, I'm really happy and confused to see my old woman." Mrs. Mu hurriedly stopped crying and sadness, glanced at the vanished carriage again, turned around, and staggered back to Mufu.
"I don't know when Yao'er will come back, I haven't seen him in six years." Mrs. Mu said faintly as she walked, with a little helplessness and melancholy in her voice, as well as deep attachment and longing.
Mu Hanjin sat in the carriage, still a little excited, but more missing, just parted, he had already begun to miss endlessly, he stretched out his hand, touched his heart, it turned out, his heart would still beat.
He suddenly remembered Feng Aotian, remembered the scene he saw in the palace yesterday, the master's words lingered in his ears, and he couldn't disperse for a long time, "Jin Guangxian, Wang Zunxian, the world is in chaos." β
Could it be that his mission is really to assist her in achieving a thousand years of hegemony? Is her existence really for the chaos of the world? What was he hesitating about? Wasn't that what he was born for?
Mu Hanjin has never been so entangled as he is now, even back then, when he was forcibly taken into the Regent's Mansion and forced to accept joy under him, he was so calm and indomitable, but now? What could it be for her?
In the Regent's Mansion, Feng Aotian was already covered with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and when he saw that Ye Meixi's complexion had recovered a little blood, he then closed his palm, pulled up the brocade quilt, and covered his body, "Take care of it." β
With that, she turned around and left Yihuan Pavilion, lying on the bed with Ye Meixi, and after she left, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a faint smile.
"He'll sleep for three more days, and he'll be careful." Feng Aotian opened the door, walked out of the room, and said in a deep voice to the minions waiting outside the house.
"Yes, the slave must do his best to take care of the night concubine." Suixi knelt on the ground and replied respectfully.
Feng Ao Tianjing walked out of Yihuan Pavilion, but did not return to the dormitory, but went to Qinghui Pavilion.
Sui Xi saw the regent leaving, suddenly collapsed on the ground like a collapse, exhaled deeply, quickly got up, pushed the door in, and saw Ye Meixi lying quietly on the bed, and then relieved, quietly closed the door, and waited outside the house.
Feng Aotian was a little tired because he had consumed too much internal strength just now, so his steps were a little heavier than before, and he was also a little lazy, and he walked for about half a pillar of incense before he arrived at Qinghui Pavilion.
Leng Qianye has been sleeping since he was injured yesterday, and he just woke up quietly, and Huanxi is serving him to wash and change clothes.
From afar, I heard the voice of the slave kneeling on the ground, "The slave greets the prince!" β
Leng Qianye happened to be wearing a long robe, and was about to sit down, his face was still a little pale, obviously, the palm he received yesterday weighed, and now, the internal strength he recovered a little bit has disappeared, could it be that Feng Aotian cut his wrists and saved him with blood, I am afraid that now he has returned to the West Heaven.
Last night, he slept very deeply, but his brows were frowning, because he had a nightmare all nightmare, the dream was full of pictures of Feng Aotian feeding him with blood, and the inexplicable reaction on his body, which made him feel ashamed, wishing that it had never happened.
Feng Aotian walked into the house, and saw Leng Qianye sitting on the soft couch from a distance, she stepped forward slowly, and hurriedly saluted happily, "The slave greets the prince!" β
"When did you wake up?" Feng Aotian knew that Leng Qianye would not talk to her, so he asked Huanxi lightly on the side.
"Back to the prince, General Leng has only been awake for half an hour." Joy replied truthfully.
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then turned around, walked to the bookcase, picked up the pen, quickly wrote down a series of words, and threw the paper to Huanxi, "Let the dining room catch the medicine according to this, you fry it yourself, boil it and bring it over, drink it every three hours, and drink it while it's hot." β
"Yes, the minion will do it." He rejoiced and took the order, and then retreated.
Leng Qianye always sat on the soft couch, without saying a word, with a cold gaze, and never looked at her from beginning to end.
Feng Aotian didn't care, and then stepped forward, sat next to him, stretched out his hand, and wanted to take the pulse, when her fingertips touched his wrist, he felt a little unnatural, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but inadvertently saw that the knife mark on the wrist had scabbed, so he didn't move.
In less than a moment, Feng Aotian withdrew his hand and looked at him, "The vitality is seriously injured, and you need to recuperate and make up." β
Leng Qianye still didn't answer, as if Feng Aotian was talking to himself.
Feng Aotian thought about the dormitory, Feng Yinqi was still asleep now, in Yihuan Pavilion, Ye Meixi was also recuperating from injuries, and the beautiful men in the other pavilions were just vases, and they had no intention of going, but now, Qinghui Pavilion was quieter, her internal strength was too depleted, and she was a little physically exhausted, so she leaned on the soft couch, supported her forehead with one hand, and closed her eyes to recuperate.
Leng Qianye saw that the person next to him stopped talking, he didn't care, thinking that she was waiting for her to reply, about half a cup of tea, and there was no sound, he looked sideways, and then saw that she had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.
He couldn't help but think of yesterday, her face close at hand, thin as cicada wings, handsome face, delicate red lips, Liu Dai's eyebrows, and the coldness between her eyebrows, rejecting the indifference of thousands of miles away, but how did he see a touch of a woman's tranquility and grace? Isn't it his delusion?
It's just that her breath is a little weak, it seems that she has consumed too much internal strength, and she seems very weak, could it be that she lost too much blood because she saved him yesterday?
He stared at her, looked at her for a long time, and suddenly felt why he cared about her, thinking of the dungeon, her humiliation and whipping of him, and now Fengguo, because of her, the people were displaced, the country was in danger, and the little care he had for her in his eyes was completely stifled.
He turned his head, no longer looked at her, got up, walked out of the inner hall, and walked to the hall, it was only a few steps, and he felt that his steps were vain, according to this, he was going to raise for some time, but when he thought of staying in the regent's palace, he felt disgusted, fortunately, this was the courtyard where Han Jin lived, otherwise, he would rather stay in the dungeon.
He pressed his chest, slowly sat on the low couch, raised his eyes, looked at the scenery outside the house, his indifferent and dusty face, and exuded the immortal air that does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Mu Hanjin returned to the regent palace in an extreme inner struggle, when he got out of the carriage, raised his eyes, and looked at this majestic palace, he was unwilling to take another step forward, and stood in place for a long time, looking at his mind.
"Concubine Mu, it's time to go in." The guard on the side reminded.
Only then did he come back to his senses, this place, he couldn't escape after all, he took away the faint sorrow in his heart, raised his steps, and slowly walked towards the palace.
Sixi saw Mu Hanjin from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward, "The slave greets Concubine Mu!" β
"Where's the prince?" Mu Hanjin asked softly.
"In the Qinghui Pavilion." Sixi replied in a low voice.
Mu Hanjin was slightly stunned, only then did he think of Leng Qianye's injury, it seemed that the regent had gone to see Brother Leng, he raised his steps and walked forward, Sixi followed aside, and said kindly, "Shicai, the prince is healing the night concubine, and the internal force is too depleted, and now, he is resting in Qinghui Pavilion." β
Mu Hanjin's figure was stunned, he didn't stay any longer, his steps quickened a little, and he walked towards Qinghui Pavilion, until he stepped into the pavilion, and saw Huanxi coming with medicine.
Huanxi raised his eyes, looked at his master, and hurriedly saluted, "Master, are you back?" β
"Well, what about the prince and General Leng?" Mu Hanjin stopped and asked.
"It's all in the house." Huanxi replied, then took the medicine and followed Mu Hanjin into the house, and saw Leng Qianye leaning on the low couch with a pale face.
Mu Hanjin hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Brother Leng, how is the injury?" β
"No problem." When Leng Qianye saw Mu Hanjin coming back, it was rare to show a shallow smile.
"It's fine." Mu Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief, yesterday, it was not Leng Qianye, he was afraid that he had already died in the hands of the assassin, he looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, yesterday's matter, please accept Han Jin's salute." β
With that, he took a step back and bowed respectfully.
Leng Qianye knew Mu Hanjin's temper, so he also accepted it unceremoniously, looking at the official robe on his body, "Just came back?" β
"Yes, I just went home to visit my mother." Mu Hanjin immediately sat next to Leng Qianye, thinking of Old Madam Mu, and there was more soft light in her eyes.
"Is the old lady in good health?" Leng Qianye remembered the time in the dungeon, he never spoke, he sometimes thought that he was a mute, he couldn't speak, he never thought about it, but now, he could sit here and chat with Mu Hanjin about family life.
Mu Hanjin once thought that he would spend his life in the Regent's Mansion like this, but he didn't expect that one day, he would be able to talk to Leng Qianye like this.
He chuckled and said, "Well, it's pretty good." β
Leng Qianye thought of her mother and sister at home, her eyes dimmed, and she didn't know how they were now?
Mu Hanjin saw Leng Qianye's thoughts, so he comforted, "Brother Leng, now you have to take care of your body, listen to your mother, Old Lady Leng and Pei Han are very good." β
"Then I can rest assured." When Leng Qianye heard this, he also relieved the worries in his heart, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "How is your eldest brother?" β
"Well, I wrote to my brother the day before yesterday, and I will probably receive it today." As Mu Hanjin spoke, he remembered the content of Feng Aotian's letter, and a touch of unnaturalness flowed out of his eyes.
Huanxi stood on the side, seeing that the decoction on the plate couldn't wait any longer, and hurriedly said on the side, "General Leng, the prince said that the decoction should be drunk while it is hot." β
"Hmm." Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at Huanxi, and then looked at the black decoction in front of him, stretched out his hand to take it, and drank it all, the thick bitterness flowed into his throat, and he was very disgusting.
Mu Hanjin got up and slowly walked into the inner hall, and saw Feng Aotian resting on the soft couch, his steps were very light, and he slowly walked to her side, seeing that she was tired, thinking that she was really tired in the past two days, and then took off the cloak on the side, carefully draped it on her body, and was about to turn away, but his fingers touched a touch of coldness, and his body fell backwards and fell firmly into her arms.
Still with her eyes closed, she took him into her arms, bowed her head, leaned on his shoulder, "Don't go anywhere." β
Mu Hanjin didn't dare to move, so she could only let her do this, but when she thought of Leng Qianye sitting in the hall, she felt a little embarrassed, but looking at her tiredness, she didn't dare to disturb, so she had to bite the bullet and sit in her arms, but it was like sitting on pins and needles.
After Leng Qianye rested for a while, she got up and walked towards the inner hall, and saw Mu Hanjin obediently leaning on her arms, quickly turned her head, and then walked outside the house, raised her eyes, and exhaled deeply.
Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye and turned around suddenly, his eyes were slightly dark, and he returned to his previous indifference, the matter has come to this, why should he care, in the future, there will often be opportunities to meet, but now that he has bumped into him, it is also good.
He turned his face sideways, lowered his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian's sleeping face, perhaps there were too many things that had happened in the past few days, and his nerves were also tense, so now, he also felt a little tired, and then, he leaned into her arms and slowly closed his eyes.
Feng Aotian in his sleep, lonely floating in the rough sea, chasing the wind and waves, not knowing where to go? Suddenly, she saw a lonely boat, and she desperately tried to get close to him, until she climbed on top of the lonely boat and leaned against it, and she felt that she was not alone in the drift.
Leng Qianye sat under the bamboo forest outside the house for a long time, there was a book on the bamboo bench on the side, he picked it up at random, it turned out to be a long-lost art of war, his indifferent eyes flashed with a touch of brilliance, and then he quietly flipped through it.
Time passed slowly, in a blink of an eye, two hours had passed, in the dormitory, Feng Yinqi had already gotten up, but after waiting for Feng Aotian for a long time, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, raised his eyes, looked at this huge dormitory, and suddenly remembered that he was alone in the empty emperor's dormitory for three years, he didn't want to, didn't want to stay alone, he ran out of the dormitory suddenly.
Gonggong Feng hurriedly stepped forward, "Your Majesty, where are you going?" β
"Where's Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi hurriedly dispelled his panic and asked in a low voice.
"The emperor is now in Qinghui Pavilion." Gonggong Feng raised his voice and said, "It is estimated that I will return in less than half a pillar of incense." β
"Hmm." Feng Yinqi nodded, turned around and went back to the dormitory, but entered the study, looking at the mountains of folds on the table, he went straight to the soft couch, sat cross-legged, and began to flip through the folds.
Feng Aotian opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was Mu Hanjin's sleeping face, the corners of her mouth hooked up a shallow smile, remembering the dream that Shicai had, stretched out her hand, stroked his jade face, lowered her head, kissed his lips, and gently sucked it.
Mu Hanjin was woken up by this kiss, opened his misty eyes, and crashed into Feng Aotian's cold eyes, first stunned, then felt the softness of his lips, his heart trembled, her kiss always overwhelmed him.
Feng Aotian turned over, pressed him under him, stretched out his hand, through the official robe, caressing his skin, she just likes to see such an elegant person, shy in front of her.
Mu Hanjin endured Feng Aotian's wanton teasing, and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill up, it was better to be whipped by her than to be so close to her.
However, this is the case, but he can't resist, he can only let her do whatever she wants, this is where he is angry, looking at the regent in front of him, as a man, he was caressed by another man, he actually reacted, which made him can't help but the ground is crimson, dyed with a touch of red, very bright and moving.
Feng Aotian untied the official robe on his body, and saw the bite marks on her shoulder, which were still clearly visible, and she hooked the tip of her tongue and gently traced.
His clothes are half-distangled, his face like jade, plated with a layer of powder, is really gorgeous, he squints his eyes slightly, his eyes have always been indifferent and gentle, revealing a blurry color.
"Lord Wang......" Mu Hanjin couldn't bear such pity, and called in a low voice, as if begging.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and replied softly, "Huh? β
"Lord Wang, the fold has not yet been approved." Mu Hanjin couldn't find any other excuse that could stop her from continuing, so she could only talk about official business.
A faint smile flashed in Feng Aotian's eyebrows, and he sat up from him, "You haven't drunk today's soup yet?" β
"Yes." Mu Hanjin immediately got up, cleaned up his messy clothes, and after tidying up, he lowered his head and answered.
"Go back to the dormitory." Feng Aotian got up, took his hand, and walked outside the house, where he saw Leng Qianye sitting under the bamboo forest, looking at the book of soldiers with a focused expression.
He only wears a crescent moon cloud brocade gown, and his black hair is only loosely tied with a brocade belt, draped behind him, a few wisps of breeze, and his clothes are ethereal, like an otherworldly immortal, landing in the mortal dust, elegant and refined, this is a painting called "Immortal in the Painting".
Mu Hanjin looked at such a cold Qianye, and it was difficult to connect the general who was on the battlefield and decisive in killing, how could he do it? With such a dust-free temperament, he will sigh to himself when he sees it, let alone ...... He looked sideways, and saw Feng Aotian smiling lightly and staring at Leng Qianye under the bamboo forest.
His eyes were dim, as if he was sorry, but he didn't know who he was sighing for......
Feng Aotian please raise his palm, the scroll in Leng Qianye's hand flew out of his hand and fell into Feng Aotian's hand, she played with the scroll in her hand, raised her eyes, and met Leng Qianye's cold eyes, she chuckled, "Master's things are never delivered." β
"This book is yours?" Leng Qianye was obviously a little stunned, this is a military book that he has been looking for for five years without success, according to legend, those who get this number of books will win the world, but they never expected that this book would be in her hands.
Feng Aotian put away the scroll, did not answer his words, took Mu Hanjin's hand and turned to leave.
Leng Qianye got up suddenly, maybe he sat for too long, got up too quickly, his body was a little unstable, he was dizzy, and then he fell backwards.
When he fell, a clear shadow fell in front of him, reached out to grab his waist, helped him up, he raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian's cold phoenix eyes, he took a step back slightly, "This book can ......"
"Ye said, Ye never delivers things." Feng Aotian immediately interrupted him, and then left.
Leng Qianye hurriedly stepped forward and blocked him, people who knew him well knew that he was obsessed with the art of war, it was obvious that Feng Aotian had grasped his weakness, he had already read three percent of this art of war, and if he didn't read the rest, he would be really unwilling, not to mention, this was a rare book in the world.
He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, as if he had made a lot of determination, and asked in a deep voice, "I don't know how the prince can borrow a book to take a look?" β
"Your body will be healed in a month, and you can give you this book, but from now on, you will be sent by your master, how about it?" Feng Aotian had already calculated Leng Qianye's preferences, so he quietly found this ancient book, and this transaction was not a loss.
Leng Qianye glanced at Feng Aotian, and responded without hesitation, kneeling on one knee, "From today onwards, the minister will be sent by the prince, and he will never give up." β
Feng Aotian nodded with satisfaction, sure enough, this kind of business was done very well, he stretched out his hand and helped Leng Qianye up, "This book is not the best, if you don't disappoint you, there is a more exquisite book for you." β
Leng Qianye took this book of war with both hands, and stroked it like a treasure, and when he heard what Feng Aotian said, he immediately thought about it, looked at Feng Aotian, and a flash of brilliance flashed between his eyebrows, "The minister will not let the master down." β
"Okay, you can rest quietly, and after you recover, I will come to see you." Feng Aotian's treacherous plan succeeded, thinking that no one is perfect, everyone has their weaknesses, as long as they calculate properly, they can get twice the result with half the effort.
Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye being bought by Feng Aotian so easily, obviously a little helpless, thinking that he was in the dungeon, letting Feng Aotian insult him, he didn't even frown, his face still didn't change, he never gave in, but now, for the sake of a military book, he was willing to die for her, which was too ...... It's kind of incredible.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, took his hand in a very good mood, and left Qinghui Pavilion.
Leng Qianye held the book of war in his hand, and after Feng Aotian left, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared immediately, raised his eyes, looked at the disappearing back, his dark eyes flashed a piercing coldness, and then, sitting on the bamboo bench, continued to read the book of war.
Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin walked side by side in the corridor, the corners of her mouth hooked up a touch of coldness, Leng Qianye's reaction was too intense, it seemed ordinary, but it was not simple, he really thought that his calculations were self-defeating? The show has just begun, she likes to be a hunter, and now that she has encountered such an interesting prey, of course she has to play with him to make it even more interesting.
Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, staring at the coldness at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly felt a chill, but she didn't know why she showed such a look, and then, secretly thinking to herself, did she show some feet? What did she perceive?
Feng Aotian rolled his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Lord allows you to be in a daze, but you are never allowed to be in a daze in front of Ye from time to time." β
"Wechen knows his mistake." Mu Hanjin hurriedly bowed his head and responded.
Feng Aotian held his hand tightly, she was domineering in her bones, her own things would never be coveted by others, no matter who it was, she looked at him, "Go back to Mufu today, but what special things have happened?" β
"Not really." Mu Hanjin recalled that he was going back to Mufu today, except for reuniting with his mother after a long absence, there was nothing other different.
"Mu Hanjin, listen, anyone who enters the master's mansion, except for the master, no one wants to covet and snoop, not even the slightest thought, and you, who are born as the master in this life, and death is also the ghost of the master, you had better not have other thoughts, otherwise, don't blame the master for being ruthless, at that time, everything will be irreparable." Feng Aotian turned around, looked at Mu Hanjin coldly, and warned in a deep voice.
Mu Hanjin's body trembled, and he quickly knelt down, "Weichen doesn't dare." β
"I know that you are a person with a clear mind, and there are some things that you can turn a deaf ear, but ......" she leaned over, hooked his jaw, and forced her eyes to look at him, "What cousin, cousin, you'd better not let them have any thoughts about you, otherwise, you don't mind breaking your wings, so that you can't fly out of this regent palace for the rest of your life." β
"Wechen will never dare to have half an idea." Mu Hanjin is now completely dead, how could he naively think that she has really changed? It can be seen that the nature of the country is easy to change, and the cruelty in her bones can never be concealed.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, helped him up, and held his hand tightly, "Ye is waiting for the day when you confess, it's best not to wait until Ye loses patience, there is only one chance, you had better think clearly, lest the Lord do something cruel when the time comes, and it will be in vain for you to say it again." β
"Weichen ......" Mu Hanjin's heart trembled, she wiped away the panic in her heart, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it turned out that she had already known and seen through herself.
"Let's go, there's a lot of business to be done in the study." Feng Aotian took him by the hand and walked straight towards the dormitory.
This way, it was only half a tea journey, but he felt that it had been a hundred years, and the hiding over the years turned out to be just a joke, his forbearance, his suffering, his helplessness, his heart was dead, in her eyes, but Erer.
Of course, Feng Aotian knew that Mu Hanjin was so heavy-minded, she was forcing him, so that he could face himself squarely, instead of blindly bearing it, he was no longer the puppet who was trained by her, but the high-spirited, unstoppable, and arrogant genius Mu Hanjin back then, what she wanted was just his honesty and his loyalty.
The two were silent until they reached the dormitory, and Gonggong Feng hurriedly stepped forward, "Lord Wang, you have been tired for a day, and the old slave has specially prepared a nourishing meal, do you want to eat?" β
"Well, set the table." Feng Aotian looked at Gonggong Feng and smiled kindly.
Gonggong Feng hurriedly ordered someone to set the meal, and he followed Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin into the dormitory.
Sideways, there is no Feng Yinqi in the inner hall, she raised her steps, walked to the study, and saw him sitting upright on the soft couch, was engrossed in reading the folds, the small figure, compared to the bookcase in front of him, is just showing a head, and now, coupled with the mountains of folds, can only see that pair of eyes.
Feng Aotian's feelings for Feng Yinqi came from the love of the predecessor of this body, she leaned against the door and looked at him, "How much have you finished?" β
"Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi listened to the voice, hurriedly put down the fold, stood up from the soft couch, and looked at Feng Aotian with a happy face.
All things are under her control, she can be ruthless to anyone, but she has pity for him alone, because, every time she sees him, there is always a slight pain in her chest, and in the dark, the dead Feng Aotian is telling her not to attack Feng Yinqi.
Feng Yinqi hurriedly jumped off the soft couch, and then threw herself into her arms, "Uncle Wang, where are you?" Why are you coming back now? β
Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked Feng Yinqi's hair, "Hungry, right?" β
"Hmm." Feng Yinqi nodded, tugging at her sleeve robe, "My nephew smells the smell of rice." β
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned around and left the study with him, and walked forward.
Mu Hanjin seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, standing respectfully and indifferently, waiting for Feng Aotian's arrival.
Feng Aotian looked at him, but felt that this guy was smart and confused for a while, why didn't he understand the meaning of her words? Or does he simply not want to understand? Therefore, he no longer paid attention to him and looked at Feng Yinqi, "What do you want to eat?" β
"Whatever Uncle Wang likes to eat, my nephew likes to eat." Feng Yinqi looked at her with a bright smile on her face.
She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Angry with the master?" β
"Wechen doesn't dare." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes slightly, responded respectfully, and then sat down.
Feng Aotian immediately handed the soup specially prepared for him in front of him, "Three times a day, you must be on time." β
"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded, then picked up the soup and drank it in one gulp, this time, just like last time, he drank too eagerly, and coughed violently.
Feng Aotian shook his head, looked at him helplessly, stretched out his hand, and patted him on the back, "You are in a daze, and you can't get rid of the problem of drinking soup." β
"Wechen knows his mistake." Mu Hanjin hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
Feng Aotian felt that his efforts in the past few days had been in vain, how could he go back to the past, but he was more docile than before, making her eyes dim and no longer pay attention to him.
Feng Yinqi watched Feng Aotian snub him, then looked at her unhappily, and when she turned her eyes to look at herself, she hurriedly complained, "Uncle Wang, my nephew wants to eat this." β
Feng Aotian picked up the jade chopsticks, picked up the dish that Feng Yinqi was referring to, and put it on the plate in front of him, "Eat more." β
"Yes." Feng Yinqi replied with a smile, and then started eating.
Mu Hanjin kept thinking about Feng Aotian's words, his heart was overflowing with fear, he had never felt so scared as he was today, just because, he thought that he was hiding very well, so he left himself a way out, but now, she told him that what he had tried to hide all these years had nothing to hide in front of her, as if his dream was shattered in an instant, he didn't know how he should go on in the future, he didn't know what he should live because of, he looked very tired and helpless.
The soup he drank made him feel sick to his stomach, and his heart seemed to be blocked with a big stone, which made him breathless, he hung his head and tried his best to endure it so that he didn't tremble, but he still couldn't help but feel the cold from the soles of his feet to the bottom of his heart, he was suddenly frightened, and he felt a suffocation in his chest, "Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Feng Aotian rolled his eyes, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to check his pulse, this is a depression, I am afraid that some things have been suppressed for many years, and depression has become a disease, and now, she has broken it, so she will be angry and spit blood.
Feng Aotian hurriedly got up, grabbed his slender waist, lightly totoed, flew to the inner hall, put him on the bed, hurriedly walked to the side, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the box, took out the pill inside, and fed it into his mouth.
His eyes were glazed, the six gods had no master, and he was motionless like a walking corpse, Feng Aotian sighed helplessly, and forced him to swallow the pill with his internal force.
She picked him up and hugged him tightly into her arms, only to feel that he was covered in cold, Feng Aotian felt that he was on the verge of death, you can know how heavy the burden in his heart is, I am afraid that this boulder is about to crush him.
She looked at Feng Yinqi, who slowly walked in, "Qi'er, eat by yourself, and watch it first." β
"Yes, Uncle Wang." Feng Yinqi wanted to say something, but seeing Mu Hanjin like this, it was inconvenient to say more, so she just responded obediently.
Feng Aotian hugged him, flew out of the dormitory, went straight to the warm pavilion, closed his clothes, and walked into the hot spring pool with him, she still hugged him tightly, "Ye didn't do anything in the past two days, he only killed people in the past, but now it's good, he specializes in saving people." β
Mu Hanjin seemed to hear her words, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at her, her elegant face was as elegant as jade, very white, almost transparent, she hugged him tighter, "I remember when I first saw you, I can only use 'Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world' to describe, the disdain for the lord in those eyes, in front of the ministers, does not give the lord face at all, is outspoken, and domineering, can you remember?" β
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes slightly again, staring at her, without saying a word, as if she was thinking about it.
Feng Aotian continued to hold him, sat upright in the hot spring pool, and stopped talking, now, she felt that any words were so pale and powerless, he had the will to die, but there was no hope of living, could it be that no one really let him have the courage to live?
When night fell, in the hot spring pool, it was dense, Mu Hanjin woke up faintly, raised his eyes, and stared at him at Shangfeng Aotian's eyes, his eyes flashed slightly, he withdrew from her arms, and then knelt in front of her, "Weichen should die." β
Feng Ao Tianjing got up from the hot spring pool, stepped out of the pool, dried the clothes on his body with internal force, turned around, and looked at Mu Hanjin who was still kneeling in the pool, his clothes were close to his thin figure, he looked so weak, but there was a mighty and unyielding will in his bones, she thought, he was alive.
"Not yet." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.
Mu Hanjin then got up slowly, walked extremely calmly step by step, and then walked in front of her, kneeling in front of her, "Please give Weichen half a month of time, and Weichen should explain everything to the prince." β
"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his voice in response, and then stretched out his hand to help him up.
Mu Hanjin staggered slightly, got up, and stood respectfully beside her, "Lord Wang, it was you who let Weichen go back to what he used to be." β
"So what?" Feng Aotian still stepped forward and took his hand, "Even if you go back to the past, you are also the master's person, can't the master touch it?" β
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, his eyes were a little less gentle, a little more clear, still the elegant and dusty temperament, but he was a little more arrogant, he let Feng Aotian take his hand, "Yes, but, can Weichen refuse?" β
"I can't." Feng Aotian immediately refused, "Ye let go back to the past, just to let you take out your hole cards, but, you say that the master's person, what the master asks you to do, you will do." β
Mu Hanjin then lowered his eyes, "In that case, why should Weichen go back to the past?" β
Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him, "Then you don't have to go back." β
She Feng Aotian has never been threatened, and she will never let her people say a "no" to her, even if the secret behind him can help her, but she also wants him to remember that he is her person.
She reached out and took him into her arms, tearing the clinged clothes from him, and he stood naked in front of her.
Mu Hanjin has a new understanding of Feng Aotian, that is, this person has been too domineering from beginning to end, she domineeringly asked him to remove all disguises and return to his former appearance, but she still wants to make him obey her domineeringly, so who is the contradiction? And who is compromised?
Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin into his arms, stretched out his hand, draped the robe on his body, took him, and flew towards the palace with a light tiptoe.
Mu Hanjin leaned quietly in her arms, when he was unconscious, when he was in a daze, her words echoed in his ears, he didn't understand, why can a person do this, vicious and cruel than anyone else, gentle, but more tender than anyone else, but evil, but more obscene than anyone else, she can see everything, quietly control all the situation, but, why, in the past two years, she has lived so painfully?
He suddenly felt that in the past two years, every time he saw her, she always showed pain on her face, it was a suppressed pain, a pain that no one could understand, her mind seemed obvious to outsiders, but who could really understand her sincerity? She is like a mystery, unfathomable, no one can see through it, but, alone, she pretends to be an illusion that everyone can see through her, what is she doing this for? Is it true that she has great ambitions?
He raised his eyes slightly, looked at her, looked at her, the black fog was filled, she was wrapped in a layer of mist, so that he could not see through, in an instant, she took him into the dormitory, put him in the inner hall, "Change your clothes, come to the study." β
"Yes." Mu Hanjin lowered his head and replied, at this moment, he knew that he had no way to retreat, but to follow her footsteps forward, because he had no choice.
Feng Aotian said, in an instant, he went to the study, Mu Hanjin saw her leaving, turned around, stepped into the screen, took off the robe on his body, put on new clothes, walked out of the inner hall, and walked slowly towards the study.
Feng Aotian entered the study, and saw that Feng Yinqi was still reading the folds seriously, she stepped forward and sat beside him, "But have you finished reading it?" β
"Hmm." Feng Yinqi nodded, looked at Feng Aotian, and hurriedly showed a happy smile, "Uncle Wang, my nephew feels that there are many things that I can't do yet. β
"That's where you learn." Feng Aotian took a rough look at the twists and turns in front of her, and when Mu Hanjin entered, she said coldly, "For the position of secretary of the ministry, can you think of a good candidate?" β
"Now the servant of the ministry, Yan Pei." Mu Hanjin stepped forward, saluted slightly, and then sat on the soft couch, looking at Feng Aotian, not looking at her meekness and deference for these days, but with a touch of arrogance and confidence.
Feng Yinqi keenly sensed the difference between Mu Hanjin, and looked at him curiously, trying to find out what the reason was from him, but after looking at it for a long time, he happened to meet Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes, "Your Majesty, what do you think of this person?" β
Feng Yinqi was stunned again, and then remembered that this servant of the Ministry was the proud protΓ©gΓ© of Xing Yan, the right minister, and the fast son-in-law of the right minister.
"This person has an upright personality and doesn't know how to be flexible, if he is a servant of the ministry, it is not appropriate." Feng Yinqi is in the consideration of the position, the Ministry of Officials is to select talents, and what is needed is an old person, not to mention that this Yan Pei is a member of his mother's mother's family, and he is also half of the emperor's relatives, just this temperament, he feels inappropriate.
"What does the prince think?" Mu Hanjin then asked.
"Tell me why you used him." Feng Aotian asked without answering.
"The prince ordered Weichen to fully supervise the affairs of the imperial examination, and the officials are the top priority, only because it is important, therefore, in order to avoid the phenomenon of buying and selling officials, a person with an upright temperament should be promoted, and there is also a background that others dare not move easily." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, it was obvious that he knew the reason for the death of the official Shangshu who had just been burned by the fire.
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi, "Do you understand?" β
"Well, my nephew is stupid." Feng Yinqi suddenly realized, looked at Mu Hanjin, and responded modestly.
"In that case, it's up to you." Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What is your plan for how to fill the treasury?" β
"Didn't the prince already have a countermeasure." Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes looked at Feng Aotian and said softly.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Do you still have a good one?" β
"The money embezzled by officials can be spit out, but if you want to get these rich people to dig out the money, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky, unless it is profitable." Mu Hanjin said lightly.
"Well, yes, go ahead." Feng Aotian said casually while looking at the folds.
"Just one word." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and seemed to see her thoughts.
"Which one?" Feng Yinqi couldn't help but ask curiously.
"The whole world is not the king's land," Mu Hanjin said slowly, and then flipped through the folds, holding the imperial pen in his hand, and began to read carefully.
"It's a pity, there is an emperor in this court, and there is also a king in this businessman, and the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake." Feng Aotian said meaningfully.
"Capture the thief and capture the king first." Mu Hanjin reviewed the fold in his hand and handed it to Feng Aotian
Feng Aotian took the fold, wrote a quasi-word directly on the fold, and threw it aside, "How to capture?" β
"Lord Wang, I'm afraid this matter is a little difficult to handle." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Because the head snake on the ground is unusual, the means are unusual, and the temperament is even more unusual. β
"How's the seduction?" Feng Aotian smiled evilly.
"He doesn't love men." Mu Hanjin's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said lightly.
"There are only two methods, one is the erotic temptation, if the erotic temptation does not work, the second method can only be implemented." Feng Aotian flipped over the fold in Mu Hanjin's hand again, glanced at it, wrote a quasi-word, and threw it aside.
"What is it?" Feng Yinqi sat on the side, listening to the two of them playing dumb riddles, and really felt that he hated less when he used his books, so why didn't he read more books?
"Naturally, it's a robbery, this is my strong point." Feng Aotian raised his hand, pinched Feng Yinqi's cheek, and said.
"It's even harder." Mu Hanjin handed the fold in his hand to Feng Aotian again, "The three powerful countries, the twelve small countries, the silver number restaurants all over him, the place of origin, the Feng country is just a small country, not to mention, he has the most powerful among the three major powers behind him, the most powerful country - Yuluo country support, Feng country and Yuluo country, isn't it an egg to hit a stone?" β
"Well, that's good." Feng Aotian said faintly, "There are only two ways for the master, either to be tempted or to rob, since the robbery can't be won't, then let's be tempted, even if he doesn't like men, how about the master send him some beauties?" β
"I heard that he loves cleanliness the most, and everywhere he goes, it is spotless, not even a trace of dust, but anything that others have touched, he will never use it, whether it is food or clothing, it is unique in this world, not to mention that he doesn't like women to touch, but he doesn't like men, not to mention that the prince is famous, he is afraid that he won't even see your face." Mu Hanjin said again.
"You mean you're not clean?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "I want to have three thousand men in the harem, what kind of beautiful man doesn't have it, isn't there one that is the same as him?" What if you have so many beautiful men? β
"Can the prince think of other good countermeasures?" Mu Hanjin was unmoved, continued to review the folds, and then raised his eyes and looked at him.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Feng Yinqi, his eyes turned slightly, and he sneered, "Since you don't like men, and you don't want women, you like children, why don't you sacrifice Qi'er?" β
Feng Yinqi listened, met Feng Aotian's obscene expression, and hurriedly stepped back, clasping his hands around his chest, "Uncle Wang, I am the king of a country. β
"The king of a country wants to relieve the worries of the people, and now, the Feng country has been so defeated, since you are the son of heaven, you must save the people from fire and water." Feng Aotian said as a matter of course.
"Nope." Feng Yinqi shook his head, then stepped back.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a shallow smile, "He naturally doesn't like children, Lord Wang, you should think of another way." β
Feng Aotian slapped the table violently and shouted, "The lord's territory is in charge, what if he has the support of the Yuluo Kingdom, the lord can't believe that he can't cure him, isn't it just a prince?" β
"Lord Wang, since you know that his true identity is the third prince of the Yuluo Kingdom, you know that he can't afford to provoke." Mu Hanjin's narrow eyes were unusually flat, and her elegant posture was still the same, but it was flashing with the brilliance that had been absent for a long time.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin carefully, and said casually, "So what, the master can even cure your difficult bones, the master doesn't believe it, and he can't subdue him, so he simply snatches him, anyway, there are a lot of new things on the tool rack in the inner hall that the master hasn't used yet, and he has used them one by one, and when the time comes, I will see that he is not obedient." β
Mu Hanjin's hand holding the pen paused slightly, although Feng Aotian said it was a joke, but he was still afraid, and the thing on the torture instrument was still a lingering shadow in his heart.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin's indifferent expression, coughed lightly, and then looked at Feng Yinqi, "Why are you hiding so far away, can this king still eat you?" β
Feng Aotian looked at her with a sad face, "Uncle Wang, you won't send your nephew there, right?" β
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and patted Feng Yinqi's head, "If he likes it, he will send it." β
"He definitely doesn't like it, his nephew is still young, his body is not full, there is nothing to see." Feng Yinqi hurriedly smiled, and then slowly approached Feng Aotian's side, now he still abandoned the emperor who pretended to be deep, but became a child who only exuded innocence in front of Uncle Wang.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Take a look at the recital approved by this king." β
"Yes." Feng Yinqi hurriedly responded, and hurriedly flipped through the folds.
"Master, border letter." Outside the dormitory, a cold voice sounded.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "Bring it." β
"Yes." As he spoke, in an instant, he saw two secret letters firmly falling into Feng Aotian's hands.
Feng Yinqi blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt magical, and felt that the figure flashed extremely fast, and even he didn't see it clearly.
Feng Aotian then opened the secret letter, and after reading it, he threw it to Mu Hanjin, "How do you say I should reply to Mu Hanyao?" β
Mu Hanjin opened the secret letter, and the first secret letter was the naked body of the eldest brother drawn by the regent the day before yesterday, and he really drew the shameful place on the side, and also attached two words, "Who is big?" β
He immediately saw the handwriting covered by some ink, thinking that it was written, but before the handwriting was dry, he closed it, and there were four big characters written on it, "The prince is clear." β
Mu Hanjin shook his fingers and almost threw this secret letter out of the box, he couldn't believe it, was this really written by the eldest brother? He opened his eyes wide to confirm that the handwriting was indeed from his eldest brother, and suddenly, he almost collapsed, shouldn't the eldest brother destroy it directly after receiving this secret letter? The worst is to ignore it, why do you reply?
He closed the secret letter with a trembling finger, and then opened the second secret letter, which was written nothing more than the itinerary for the day, and more importantly, the lack of food and grass.
After he saw this important matter, he reined in his shocked emotions when he saw the reply of the four big characters, raised his eyes, and happened to look at Feng Aotian with interest, he pretended to be calm and put the secret letter back in front of Feng Aotian, "Lord Wang, Wei Chen doesn't know how to reply to this matter." β
"What is your best plan for food and grass?" Feng Aotian went straight to the topic, now, the top priority is to solve this matter, earlier, she had expected the lack of food and grass, so she secretly thought of countermeasures, and now, since Mu Hanyao personally reported it, she knew that this matter was an urgent need, and she also understood the truth that the soldiers and horses did not move the grain and grass first.
"There is not much grain left in the treasury, and if you raise grain now, after all the grain and grass are collected, it may be two months, and by then, it will be useless." Mu Hanjin stabilized his mind, looked at Feng Aotian, and said in a low voice.
"In the past two years, due to natural disasters, the villages around the border pass have had no harvest, and there is no food to come out of." On the way back to Beijing from the border pass, Feng Aotian also had a detailed understanding of the current situation of the entire Feng Kingdom.
"Yes, but, there is a place where there is indeed abundance, and there is a surplus of food." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "However, the price of food there is extremely high, I'm afraid it's ......."
"You are talking about Yu County, known as the land of fish and rice." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Don't forget, that place is also the territory of the third prince." β
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian's appearance of almost gritting her teeth, thinking, with her current status and power, she was simply calling for rain, and she couldn't get any rare treasures, but at the moment, there was a person who had more wealth than her, and it could be said that she was rich in the world.
It's a pity that this person is not someone she can easily take down, or get rid of.
Feng Aotian doesn't like the existence of such a person, she hates being constrained by others, but, according to her current behavior, a small Feng country, in this large continent, is just a small place, and the little ants in the eyes of those powerful countries are not worth mentioning at all.
"Sooner or later, I will get it back." Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out with a cold light, and looked at him, "Okay, after getting down to business, let's talk about this secret letter, you don't know how to reply?" β
"I don't know." Mu Hanjin's face was slightly stunned, and he hurriedly lowered his head and continued to review the folds.
Feng Yinqi came over and wanted to see the content of the secret letter, but was slapped on the head by Feng Aotian with a fold, "Look at what, look at it, you can't compare." β
Feng Yinqi tilted his head, ignoring the pain of being smashed on his head, and asked unconvinced, "Don't look at it, how can my nephew know that it can't be compared?" β
"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, feeling that this little guy was getting more and more bold now, and he dared to talk back to her.
Seeing that Uncle Wang was displeased, Feng Yinqi hurriedly lowered his head and said softly, "Uncle Wang, my nephew knows that he is wrong. β
Feng Aotian then stuffed the secret letter into his arms, "You see, but Bibi looks." β
Feng Yinqi's gloomy face piled up a cloud for a moment, and he opened the secret letter with a smile, a smile froze on his face, and then collapsed, "Uncle Wang, it's not comparable." β
He lowered his head and glanced at the place where he was, alas, he was only nine years old, and he was indeed a little small, and then raised his eyes and secretly glanced under Mu Hanjin.
When Mu Hanjin saw Feng Yinqi peeking at him, he knew what he was thinking, so he hurriedly pulled the hem of his shirt, covered his place, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Lord Wang, can this matter end here?" β
"What does the master do, and it doesn't have to be seen?" Feng Aotian sank his face and glared at Mu Hanjin.
Mu Hanjin couldn't resist her cold eyes, lowered her eyes slightly, and continued to be busy with the affairs in hand.
Feng Yinqi saw that he couldn't see Mu Hanjin, so he looked sideways, looked at Feng Aotian, and reached over by the way, and was caught by Feng Aotian, "What are you going to do to this king?" β
"Uncle Wang, my nephew can't help but be a little curious, is Uncle Wang older? Or are the two of them older? Feng Yinqi blinked her eyes and asked innocently.
"Ahem!" Mu Hanjin was suddenly choked by Feng Yinqi's words, coughed dryly, raised his eyes by the way, and immediately glanced at Feng Aotian's body.
Feng Aotian saw that the two eyes looked straight at her, she hurriedly got out, got up, turned her back to the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "What does the master care about you?" β
"Uncle Wang, anyway, my nephew has never seen Uncle Wang." Feng Yinqi said reluctantly, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes.
Feng Aotian secretly cursed in his heart, this little guy, who said that he was simple and cute, he was simply a little devil, of course she knew herself, not to mention that it was not good, right?
She snorted coldly, then turned around, and saw the schadenfreude flashing in Mu Hanjin's eyes, her eyes dimmed, stepped forward, hooked his jaw, and slowly approached, until her thin lips were about to touch his, "What, you want to try?" β
Mu Hanjin's mind trembled, and he hurriedly raised his eyebrows, "Weichen doesn't dare." β
"Don't dare?" Feng Aotian sneered, "Master, I see that you are getting bolder and bolder now." β
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and replied without being humble or arrogant, "What is Weichen's courage, the master knows best." β
Feng Aotian then approached, kissed his lips, biting the corners of his lips, Feng Yinqi looked at the picture in front of him, at this time the joking mood was gone, and the rest was just a faint melancholy, for some reason, he always didn't want to see Uncle Wang be good to others, and he couldn't see Uncle Wang close to others.
A touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if Feng Aotian had abandoned him again, and he lay on the table weakly, "Alas, in the dead of night, the sky is dry, Uncle Wang, you can't control yourself." β
Feng Aotian continued to kiss Mu Hanjin's lips, carefully tasting this rare sweetness with a hint of sweetness, compared to the faint taste of these days, it was a little more mellow, she knew that Mu Hanjin was slowly changing, perhaps, soon, he would completely tear apart his hidden appearance and become his original self.
Mu Hanjin didn't know why, he was kissed by her like this, but he didn't have the slightest disgust, when her hand covered his heart, he could still feel a slight heartbeat, what's wrong with him?
It was a lingering kiss, Feng Aotian left his lips and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to know?" β
"Wechen doesn't dare." Mu Hanjin lowered his head, hiding his low breath.
Feng Aotian nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Don't forget what you mean by coming here, if you don't want to humbly ask for advice, go back to the palace." β
Feng Yinqi naturally knew that what Feng Aotian said was true, so she quickly got up from the table, sat upright, obediently opened the fold in front of her, and looked at it seriously.
Feng Ao Tianfu sat back on the soft couch again, quietly flipped through the notes reviewed by Mu Hanjin, and then made annotations one by one.
At the time of the third watch, Gonggong Feng reminded outside, "Lord Wang, it's the third watch, it's time for you to rest." β
"Well, pass on the will of the king, and the prime minister will be on time and early tomorrow, and there must be no mistake." Feng Aotian commented on the last letter of the last note, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Gonggong Feng received the order, and then ordered someone to go down.
Feng Aotian put away the fold, looked at Mu Hanjin, then took out the secret letter, wrote it with joy, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Do you want to write a family letter?" β
"Nope." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, now, what he needs to do is to deal with his own affairs.
"Hmm." Feng Aotian then threw the secret letter out of the box casually and looked at Mu Hanjin, "How do you guess the master replied to him?" β
"The prince's mind is as deep as the sea, and the ministers are ignorant and can't guess a thing or two." Mu Hanjin put away the folds one by one, then stayed down, and saluted Feng Aotian, "Lord Wang, it's time to rest." β
"You two should rest first, I still have some things." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, she was satisfied with her current temperament, although it was only a small change, but it was also amazing, she was looking forward to it, fifteen days later, he told her the truth.
"Wechen retired." Mu Hanjin was already exhausted after a night of tossing, and it was not easy for him to survive until now, so he turned around and exited the study, went straight to the inner hall by himself, took off his outer robe, and only wore his middle coat, then lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian didn't care, knowing the inner struggle he was suffering today, hesitating, blowing, turning his eyes, looking at Feng Yinqi, "Why doesn't Qi'er rest?" β
"My nephew likes to accompany Uncle Wang, but Uncle Wang is not around, and my nephew doesn't want to sleep with others." Feng Yinqi looked at Mu Hanjin, always feeling awkward, and now, only he and Uncle Wang were left, and no one would come to disturb him.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Then you will accompany this king and wait." β
"Okay." Feng Yinqi couldn't ask for it, so she hurriedly leaned on Feng Aotian's arms, raised her eyes, and looked at her with a smile on her face.
In the palace, after Xing Zhiyan vomited blood, she fell unconscious, and now she gradually woke up, and the first thing she said after waking up was, "Where is the emperor?" β
"The Queen Mother, the emperor has not returned to the palace yet." Guo Hui stood aside and said with a little sadness.
Xing Zhiyan's eyes flashed with coldness, "This rebel, in his eyes, can't the queen mother of the Mourning family even compare to an uncle Wang?" β
"Queen Mother, you dissipate your anger, beware of the phoenix body." Guo Hui hurriedly comforted on the side.
Xing Zhiyan's apricot eyes were slightly cold, "It is said that mother and son are connected, mourning the family has raised him for so many years, and giving him a noble identity, why does he treat the mourning family so much, could it be that this is the difference between intimacy and intimacy?" β
"Queen Mother, the emperor is your concubine who has been pregnant for ten months, and he will definitely not leave you because of the regent." Guo Hui said in a low voice of relief.
Xing Zhiyan held back her mind, things have come to this point, she is already on the bow, she has to send it, she has been preparing for so long, what is it for, she must not give up halfway.
She took a deep breath, and her eyes shattered into a touch of coldness, "Are all the plans arranged?" β
"The Queen Mother can rest assured that this matter was handled by the Prime Minister himself, and it is absolutely foolproof." Guo Hui said in a low voice.
"Is there any movement in Lianghuai?" Xing Zhiyanfu asked again.
"Now, Lan Jingshu has only been gone for two days, and he has already released the news of his trip to Lianghuai, and he will not be stable on the way to Lianghuai this time, and it will take ten days to reach Lianghuai at the earliest." Guo Hui then replied.
"Well, the eyeliner arranged by the Regent's Palace, so that they don't act rashly." Xing Zhiyan remembered what happened last night, and a trace of fear rose in her heart, this Feng Aotian was really powerful.
"Yes." Guo Hui responded, "However, in the past two days, due to several major events handled by the regent, the officials who originally defected are now a little hesitant. β
"Don't be afraid, now, the situation is undecided, it is not clear, wait a minute." Xing Zhiyan sipped her tea, she couldn't help but think of Feng Yinqi, and she felt heartache, she had been planning for so many years, putting all her hard work into him, but in the end, he betrayed her because of Feng Aotian.
"Minion, let's do it." Guo Hui responded, and then retreated.
Xing Zhiyan thought of something, and then said, "After Ming'er is in the morning, you will invite the emperor to come over." β
"Yes." Guo Hui nodded, and then retreated.
Xing Zhiyan lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.
Feng Aotian looked at the hour, then raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and heard the cold voice of the soul sound, "Master, it has been done, this is the account." β
"Okay." Feng Aotian responded, and then, there was an account book in her hand, she opened the account book, looked at them one by one, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an evil smile, "It's really a lot of income, with this silver, you can solve the current difficulties." β
"Master, this is the origin of Ye Meixi." He replied.
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed slightly, and then there was an extra letter in her hand, she did not open it, but put it in her arms, and then reached out and hugged Feng Yinqi into her arms, "Sleep with this king." β
"Uncle Wang, how did my nephew smell the conspiracy from you?" Feng Yinqi leaned on Feng Aotian's arms and looked at her with a light smile.
Feng Aotian was noncommittal, and then the two of them went to the inner hall, Mu Hanjin slept very deeply, Feng Aotian hugged Feng Yinqi to the bed, and went to sleep.
Before dawn the next day, the three of them got up early, Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, and then remembered that his official robe had been torn by her because of last night's incident, and now it had turned to ashes, he couldn't help but curse a few words secretly, when would this regent change his clothes and act so rudely? If it's just other clothes, it's an official robe, now, where is there anything exactly the same?
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the indifference of his eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "Don't wear official robes yet?" β
"Lord Wang, that official robe was ...... by you yesterday," Mu Hanjin kindly reminded.
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that Gonggong Feng had already walked in with a new official robe, "Lord Wang, this is the official robe brocade that the old slave ordered to rush to the cloth manufacturing department to get it, and the official robe that was made overnight. β
"Well, let it go." Feng Aotian replied in a light tone.
Mu Hanjin turned around, looked at the official robe in front of him, and then picked it up, it was really the same, although it was made overnight, he couldn't see anything wrong at all, it was very comfortable to wear, and it was more suitable for his figure.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and stretched out his hand to put the official hat on for him, "Let's go." β
"Yes." Mu Hanjin lowered her eyes and followed her, Feng Yinqi took the lead out of the dormitory and sat in the dragon chariot, while Mu Hanjin followed Feng Aotian to sit on the emperor's chariot.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Mu Hanjin away, and the two of them lay down in the emperor's chariot, "Take advantage of the time and rest again." β
Mu Hanjin looked sideways at her, and saw that she had closed her eyes and rested, he suddenly felt sleepy, so he also fell asleep peacefully, and did not wake up until an hour later, when he arrived at the palace.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and played with the long hair on his chest, and when he woke up, his eyes met, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an evil smile, "When did you learn to fall asleep so unguarded in front of your master?" β
Mu Hanjin was silent, yes, when would he, looking at her sleeping face, be able to sleep with peace of mind? It was probably the first day she returned to Beijing, when she brought herself back to the dormitory, her body, faded away from the cruel breath of the past, and gave birth to a bit of tranquility, which can make people slightly closer, and feel at ease, so she made him always hesitant and at a loss, until last night, her sharp and ruthless words, only to pull him out of his dream, even if these two years, how he hid, after all, he couldn't escape her control, in this case, why should he cover it up again, he couldn't help but sigh, this is the will of God, the destiny of heaven is difficult to disobey.
"Daze again?" Feng Aotian sank his face, how could he not change this problem?
Mu Hanjin raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Lord Wang, it's time to step down." β
"Hmm." Feng Aotian leaned over, caught him off guard, and kissed him on the lips, "Remember, next time I'm in a daze, I'm going to bite." β
Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed slightly, her cheeks were dyed with a touch of crimson, very magnificent, and as she got off the imperial palace, she saw Feng Yinqi standing with her hands in her hands, waiting for them.
Feng Aotian naturally took his hand, and as usual, the three of them walked into the palace and walked to the Jinluan Palace.
After two days of the regent and the regent's administration, the policies issued one after another, and the cases handled, the ministers did not dare to relax, for fear that one would be careless, so they would lie down and go out.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and swept his cold eyes over Lan Feng on the left and Xing Yan on the right, the two of them had not seen each other for a few days, and their faces were as usual, it can be seen that they have really been in the mansion for a few days.
She then threw the ledger in her hand directly at Lan Feng's feet, "Zuo Xiang, let's take a look at it first, and then pass the ledger one by one, and then talk about my opinions." β
"Yes." Lan Feng answered, and then, bent down to pick up the account book, and flipped through them one by one, very carefully, but without reading a page, his still calm face changed several colors.
When Lan Feng looked at it, he was also scared into a cold sweat, and then passed the account book to Mu Hanjin behind him, when he took the account book, he raised his eyes and swept Lan Feng's face, extremely poor, and his fingers trembled slightly, he felt that this account book must be extraordinary, and sure enough, when he swept it at a glance, thinking that the prince said that he had something to wait for last night, it turned out that he was waiting for this account book, he looked at it while estimating, it was really possible to relieve the grain and grass problem at the border.
Mu Hanjin read the account book, and passed it to his back, the official behind him carefully took it, and looked at it one by one, and was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he collapsed and passed the account book to the next one, time passed slowly, and when it was passed to the right minister Xing Yan, the official standing on the left minister Lan Feng was already blue with fright.
Xing Yan took the account book, and also looked at the faces of the others, and when he finished reading the account book, he was also frightened and his legs became weak, which ...... This...... How so?
He raised his eyes, just in front of the cold eyes shot by Feng Aotian, and he was even more frightened that he almost dropped the account book in his hand to the ground, and with the most stubborn strength, he handed the account book to the officials behind him.
In this way, a long time passed, until the scorching sun shot straight into the main hall and hit them, as if they felt like a man's back, and some officials had fainted because of the fright.
Feng Aotian took back the account book, coldly swept over the officials who had fainted on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "The palace lost its honors, dragged out of the palace to play fifty boards each, dismissed the officials and raided the house, drove out of the capital, and never hired." β
"Yes." The Imperial Forest Army outside the door received the order, and immediately dragged the frightened officials out of the hall, and then heard the terrible screams outside the main hall, and the sound was piercing.
Feng Aotian swept the faces of the hundreds of officials in the hall again, and his face was gloomy, "Zuo Xiang, do you say that the number on this account book is accurate?" True? β
"Back to the regent, everything is true." How dare Lan Feng say a word, if he says it, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to save his life, not to mention that he lost his life alone, I'm afraid that there are few people in this hall who can get out alive.
"These silver taels, except for the Yu Lu issued by the left court, the rest of the bento is borrowed from the king, within three days, if you do not return the above amount to the king, the king has to go and get it in person, however, the king's subordinates like to see blood the most, if you get a ruined door, don't blame the king for being ruthless." Feng Aotian said nonchalantly.
"The ministers will return it." The ministers hurriedly knelt on the ground, tried their best to suppress the fear in their hearts, and replied in unison.
"Good." Feng Aotian put away the account book, and with a slight wave, the account book fell into Mu Hanjin's arms, "Submit all the silver taels to the Mu Yu History Office, and approve it with the household department at the end, and collect it into the warehouse." β
"Your Ministers obey." Mu Hanjin hurriedly saluted.
Feng Aotian then asked, "For the position of the secretary of the ministry, Mu Yushi can get a candidate?" β
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