In response to Feng Zhige, there was silence in the room.

And in such silence, Han Ji Ji only felt that he could hardly breathe.

"You see, I'm not interested in imperial power, I just want to live the rest of my life quietly, and I don't plan to emulate Wu Ze......" Realizing in time that there is no empress in this world who dares to trample all the men in the world under her feet, Feng Zhige paused, and continued, "I don't plan to become the first empress, if you have been sharing in peace, in fact, it is not impossible to slowly hand these into your hands, but it's a pity that ......"

The cold moonlight sprinkled onto the earth, and a bright silver light seeped into the window in the hall.

Feng Zhige's voice was as cold as this moonlight, and it seemed to have no feelings: "What I don't want doesn't mean that I can let others threaten me with such things." ”

"Do you understand, my good nephew?"

Han Ji glared at Feng Zhige fiercely, his eyes were full of anger, but he didn't say a word.

He just nailed his gaze to Feng Zhige's face, and couldn't believe that he had never found out that under the seemingly plain and calm mask of the person in front of him, there was such a quiet ruthlessness hidden.

Born in a big family like the Han family, the first twenty years of Han Jiji's life can be described as smooth sailing, even if he can be said to be unmotivated in the eyes of others at that time, but his future is destined to be brilliant.

It wasn't until he was selected by Old Man Han and Han Ling to cultivate that he discovered that there were other possibilities in his life.

Ever since he knew this, he had been looking forward to the day when he would be the one at the top of the world, and then no one or anything could influence his decision.

He had been waiting like this, and he had finally waited for this day.

But what he didn't expect was that he would find out on this day that he thought he could rely on the things he thought he could rely on, and all the things he thought he was under his control were actually just a thread in the hands of others, and he was the puppet manipulated by the thread, and he could only passively follow the line and sway from side to side.

He thought that he would be the emperor of the Daqing Dynasty, so when the skin on the surface was revealed, he would feel this unbearable pain.

Even if Han Jiqi was actually taller than Feng Zhige, but at this moment, he looked at Feng Zhige, but he really looked up at it.

"What do you want?"

These words were almost squeezed out of Han Jiqi's teeth, and if it weren't for the fact that this was the case, he couldn't believe that as an emperor, he would ask such a question full of failure.

Feng Zhige's red lips curved upwards in a moving arc, "Look, those who know the times are Junjie, you understand this well, isn't it good to recognize the reality early?" ”

The tone was gentle and even tinged with a hint of relief, like a wise elder who finally made the younger generation realize his mistakes.

Then, Feng Zhige tilted his head, "Early tomorrow morning, there will be a holy decree to the Anguo Mansion, and the eldest princess of Changqing will be honored as 'Imperial Aunt'." ”

Feng Zhige only said this sentence, and did not ask this "imperial aunt" to have any privileges, with the things in her hands, she actually didn't need Han Jiqi to give her any privileges, she just wanted Han Jiqi to remember all the time that she was his aunt, not anyone who could make him make up his mind in this Daqing Dynasty.

But this sentence, which was not worth mentioning in Feng Zhige's eyes, was heard in the ears of the cold season, but it made his eyes turn red with anger almost instantly.

"You're threatening me?" In the cold season, he gritted his teeth word by word.

The emperor's sister is called the eldest princess, and her aunt is the eldest princess, the emperor's aunt originally referred to such an identity, but listening to the meaning of Feng Zhige, she obviously wants to turn the word "emperor" into a brand that belongs to her only known to the world.

As long as he thought of the future, whenever he, the emperor, saw Feng Zhige, he had to call out "Emperor Aunt", and admit that Feng Zhige was his aunt to others over and over again, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat in the cold season.

Even though everyone in the world would call her like this, he thought that Feng Zhige was actually just trying to force him alone.

"I'm just telling you what's going to happen tomorrow, but if I have to think it's a threat, then I am." Feng Zhige said, "But, even if I am threatening you, so what? Just as you want to use the imperial power in your hands to include me in the harem, I just make you have to bow your head with what you hold in your hands. ”

Obviously, her tone was flat as if she was talking about today's weather, and even when she mentioned that she wanted to include her aunt in the harem as a nephew, her tone did not fluctuate at all, but Han Ji Qi just heard the domineering spirit of looking down on the world.

He actually wanted to veto Feng Zhige's words immediately, but ......

Until the end, he had no choice but to compromise.

Just because, Feng Zhige's next words.

"You can refuse, you can even disobey you, but, anyway, since I said it, it will inevitably happen tomorrow." Feng Zhige's phoenix eyes shone brighter than the moonlight, "Do you think that when Zhao Tiannan had already had a stroke, how did the paper Zen edict cover the jade seal of the country?" Trust me, Ji Ji, you won't really want to know. ”

"Look, my good nephew, you're really, still very tender......"

Every word of this word was said in a serious and even teaching tone, but in the ears of the cold season, it was tantamount to those words turned into sharp arrows, and the arrows shot straight into the bottom of his heart, making him feel so painful that he was almost out of breath.

Han Jiqi never thought that this aunt, whom he had always wanted, would one day make him feel terrified.

Why Zhao Tiannan wrote such a Zen edict in the first place has been puzzled by many people until now, just because in their eyes, until the Zen throne ceremony was held, Zhao Tiannan was sober and rational, and even Han Jiji, who was selected by the father and son of the old man Han, never knew what kind of mystery there was in it.

can listen to the meaning of Feng Zhige, it turns out that long before that, Zhao Tiannan had already had a stroke.

Therefore, it turns out that as early as that time, Feng Zhige had already manipulated an emperor, and Zhao Tiannan was actually just a puppet who couldn't help himself, just like him now?

Standing in the Qianqing Palace, which symbolizes the majesty of the emperor, at this moment, the cold season only felt a chill in the bottom of my heart.

After saying what he wanted to say, Feng Zhige didn't look at the stunned Han Jiqi anymore, and turned around and left with Xiao Jingbei, in this Qianqing Palace, which was particularly cold tonight, the footsteps of the two of them were so clear that they seemed to be able to spread to every corner, and they could hit everyone's hearts even more, making people's hearts beat for a moment.

And in the cold season, he couldn't help but sit on the ground anymore, and the faint candlelight shone on his face, reflecting the ashes on his face.

In one day, after his most triumphant appearance, he experienced the most suffocating despair.

……

It was late at night, and there was silence in the lively streets during the day, so the crisp sound of horses' hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs from far and near became especially clear.

There was a curfew in the Daqing Dynasty, but the city guards who patrolled the night did not come forward to disturb when they saw the lanterns hanging on the carriage from a distance.

In the carriage, Xiao Jingbei held Feng Zhige's hand and looked at her without blinking, as if he was guarding some supreme treasure that is unique in the world.

From the moment he got into the carriage, Xiao Jingbei was such a cousin.

Feng Zhige turned his head sideways and smiled a little, "What's the matter, look at me like this." ”

Seeing Feng Zhige laughing, Xiao Jingbei also had a little more smile in his eyes, and then, his hand tightened slightly, and said seriously: "Zhige, I am different from him." ”

This sentence was said without a head, but after more than ten years of companionship, Feng Zhige understood what he was talking about almost instantly.

"You and him are naturally different."

In this night, Feng Zhige's voice seemed to be softened by the night, and when he heard Xiao Jingbei's ears, there seemed to be a soft hand caressing his heart, making him naturally happy.

And Feng Zhige turned his head to look at the man beside him who had been with him for more than ten years, thinking about what he had just said.

Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiji, the two are different individuals, of course, they are different, but what Xiao Jingbei said only means that the two of them have different feelings for Feng Zhige.

Even if she has been with Xiao Jingbei for more than ten years, Feng Zhige occasionally feels a little bizarre, in this era when women can only exist as vassals of men, she never thought that she would meet a man like Xiao Jingbei.

There are no bad habits of the children of the world, they never want to mess with flowers and grass outside, and their eyes still maintain the focus of the year after more than ten years of marriage, and they never think that women should be husbands and children at home, and they don't even mind that their wives are stronger than themselves.

Feng Zhige thought, such a man, even if he searched the entire Daqing Dynasty, I was afraid that he would not be able to find another one.

And Han Jiji, although he has also been obsessed with Feng Zhige for more than ten years, but his self-righteous feelings are just due to the unwillingness caused by not being able to ask for it at the beginning.

Maybe there was such a short moment in the cold season that he had the most sincere feelings in his heart, but the ten years of the prince's career have long filled his heart with power and desire and hope, even if he now knows that he seems to be the supreme emperor actually has nothing in control, but in order to continue to be the emperor who is only a superficial scenery, or to retain a chance to regain power, he can also suppress all his anger and unwillingness, and bow to Feng Zhige.

If Fang Cai is in the Qianqing Palace, Han Jiqi can put aside these scruples and fight with Feng Zhige, although he will not respond to his feelings, but Feng Zhige will appreciate him a little bit.

It's just that today's cold season is no longer the third young master who flew away when he first met Feng Zhige, but just a greedy person who is fascinated by power, and after living in the center of power for ten years, he has long been unable to let go of the power like poppies and poppies.

It's like, another Zhao Tiannan.

Remembering that when he first saw him, he knew that he would not be happy if he was caught by Su Qi, but when he stopped him from going, he only had a helpless and unangry Han Jiji, Feng Zhige shook his head with a slight sigh.

Knowing that Feng Zhige understood what he meant, Xiao Jingbei even had a faint shyness in his eyes, and his big palm tightly wrapped the soft and white slender hand, and he maintained this posture until the two of them returned to the Leaf House to wash up and prepare to go to bed.

The slightly flickering candlelight was blown out, and the quiet bedroom became a little ambiguous.

slept on the side of the outside, and took Feng Zhige's whole person into his arms.

"Stop singing?" Xiao Jingbei seemed to be asking for an inquiry, as if he was asking for authenticity.

Even in the dark night, his gaze was accurately on Feng Zhige's eyes.

Feng Zhige then bent his lips and laughed.

This night as thick as ink can't stop the crystal light in Xiao Jingbei's eyes at this time, and when a little suppressed and forbearant desire is added to the originally cold eyes, there is a little more fascinating temptation for no reason, and people can't help but want to speculate what kind of scenery it will be when the love in such a pair of eyes is more intense.

Since the brain teaser game where you can't guess the correct answer and you don't have meat to eat, Xiao Jingbei will have such eyes every time he asks and is happy.

Feng Zhige's eyes were full of brilliance, and just as Xiao Jingbei was about to act, she stretched out her hand to touch Xiao Jingbei's face, her voice was calm and soft, but the meaning of her words was an outright refusal.

"It's time to rest." Feng Zhi said.

Xiao Jingbei was stunned for a moment, his bright eyes dimmed in an instant, and even flashed a faint grievance, like a little pet that hadn't eaten meat and bones, making people want to touch his head when they saw it.

Feng Zhige did so.

Stroking her stiff hair under her palm, she said softly, "Sleep." ”

Xiao Jingbei also bent his lips, stretched out his hand and carefully hugged the person beside him into his arms, and found the most comfortable position to place her, and then closed his eyes.

The window lattices are ajar, and a faint moonlight shines in, which sets off the reassuring tranquility and tranquility in the house.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jingbei faintly heard the voice of the person beside him who had been in his heart for more than ten years.

"Xiao Jingbei, do you like children?"

His hands tightened subconsciously, Xiao Jingbei rubbed the top of the head of the person in his arms with his side face, and the voice of the response was a little blurry due to sleepiness.

"I like it."

Then, the lips that had always been pursed in a straight line were slightly bent, and it was a pleasure that could be seen.

The room returned to tranquility, and Xiao Jingbei also sank into a dream.

Xu was affected by Fang Cai's words, and this night, Xiao Jingbei had never had a child who couldn't see his face clearly in his dream.

He looked at the innocent smile of the child who was held in Feng Zhige's hand from afar, and thought to himself, it is good to have Zhige who wants to be with him for a lifetime, and the child whose bloodline continues. (To be continued.) )