Feng Qingfang wanted to get up, but was stopped by Mu Liancheng: "There are no outsiders here, just sit down." ”

However, under the condition of being covered by Mu Liancheng's cold aura, Feng Qingyan really couldn't sit still, and besides, the emperors were all standing, how could she dare to sit as a little palace maid?

So, I still stood up.

"Thanks to Qin Luo's timely rescue, I finally escaped, I just got drugged, and I was fine for a long time."

"It's okay." Mu Liancheng said four words briefly, and there was no more follow-up.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Feng looked at him lightly and asked, "Does the emperor have anything else?" ”

Mu Liancheng immediately took something out of his sleeve and put it on the table.

"This willow moon knife, you take it back, with self-defense."

"Really?" Feng Qingfang couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, although this does not mean that Mu Liancheng has forgiven himself, but it is also a good start.

Mu Liancheng glanced at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "What, you don't want to?" If I don't, I'll take it back. ”

"Who said I didn't want it?" Feng snatched the Liuyue knife from him and said happily: "This is a good knife, not only extremely sharp, but also priceless." ”

"If you are poor in the future, you can still take out the ruby on it and sell it for money, right?"

This was the mental activity of Feng Qingfang when he first received this knife, and Mu Liancheng had actually seen through it a long time ago.

Feng Qingfang's face was embarrassed, and he laughed dryly twice and said, "How is that possible?" In the future, if I am really poor, even if I sell myself, I will never dare to sell it. ”

Mu Liancheng liked to hear this, but he didn't show his joy, he still had a handsome face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Over there, you don't have to go back." ”

"Are you going to let me out of the palace?"

Feng asked subconsciously, she didn't think too much before she spoke, but as soon as she spoke, she saw a touch of displeasure in Mu Liancheng's eyes, and she immediately regretted it.

"That's how you want to stay away from me?"

"No, it's not, it's not." Feng Qing hurriedly denied it.

Mu Liancheng said coldly: "If you want to deceive me, you should also put away the excitement on your face, and don't open the corners of your mouth so wide." ”

"I ......" Feng frowned aggrievedly and looked down at the floor.

She is obviously not happy because she is far away from Mu Liancheng, but happy that she doesn't have to do laundry every day, okay?

However, having said that, if you can get out of the palace and regain your freedom, it will also be worth being happy, but you won't see Mu Liancheng in the future......

Thinking like this, Feng Qingfang fell into a tangle again.

After all this time, she still hasn't made a choice.

Mu Liancheng looked at her like this, thinking that she was thinking about escaping again, and when he stepped into the sword, he frowned, and said angrily: "The more you want to leave, the more I will not let you get your wish, from today on, you will stay in the Qingji Hall to do things, and you will not be allowed to leave my sight for a moment, and let you out of the palace?" Die to this heart! ”

Staying in the Qingji Palace?

When Feng Qingfang heard the news, she was not sad at all, but faintly looked forward to it, as for what she was expecting, she couldn't say clearly.

"As long as the emperor doesn't think I'm an eyesore in front of your eyes every day, I'm glad to do it."

Gladly?

Mu Liancheng thought that she had heard it wrong, didn't she just want to leave the palace and leave the capital? Hope was extinguished, and she didn't get angry?

"Don't think that if you are clever and obedient, I will be soft-hearted, everyone knows that I am a ruthless and hard-hearted person, even if you kneel down and beg me, I will not frown."

Feng Qingfang was speechless, he actually said that she was ingenious? Is she such an undisciplined person?

"Don't worry, the emperor, I will never kneel down and beg you, I am a person with backbone."

Mu Liancheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, nodded and said, "That's the best." ”

So from this day on, Feng Qingfang became the palace maid beside the emperor.

As for Sister Mei, Mu Liancheng originally planned to execute her directly, but Feng Qing thought that although Sister Mei had the intention of killing herself, she didn't succeed after all, and she didn't want anyone to die because of herself, so she pleaded with Mu Liancheng, but Mu Liancheng couldn't resist her, so she severely punished Sister Mei and expelled her from the palace.

Doing things by Mu Liancheng's side, except for serving tea and pouring water every day, there is basically nothing else to do, most of the time is spent standing in the imperial study, for Feng Qingma, although this job is not as hard as washing clothes in the Huanyi room, but it is obviously more boring.

So she could only find a way to entertain herself every day, carrying a book on her body at any time, and when Mu Liancheng was busy dealing with government affairs, she stood next to her and had nothing to do, so she took it out and read it secretly.

Of course, she is not reading books such as the Four Books and the Five Classics, but some contemporary popular books, etc., although the style written by the ancients is very different from the modern one, but it is also quite interesting, and it is just right to pass the time.

If you are tired of reading, you will look east and west, and sometimes you will quietly move to Mu Liancheng, stretch your neck to look at the fold, you can roughly see what is written on it, and how Mu Liancheng reviews and handles it.

These recitals are sent from all over the country, some local officials write one letter a day, some one a day, and some even two or three times a day, and most of the content is related to local public affairs and political affairs, so it is quite boring to read.

However, there are also some officials who have nothing to do and write some boring recitals and send them over, such as telling how many rains have fallen in the local area in a month, how many days of sun have come out in a row, and some first say that they have not been in good health recently and can't eat, and then thoughtfully tell the emperor to pay attention to his body, etc., which is purely homely.

Now Feng Qingfang saw such a fold, which read: Don't be a few years later, is the emperor in good health? Recently, there has been a lot of rain in the south, and the old minister's rheumatism has been committed again, and he can't suppress his homesickness, if only he could go back to the capital to see, the emperor should take care of the dragon body, don't work too hard, Wuzhou Governor Long Xin respectfully.

This clearly wanted the emperor to transfer him back to Beijing.

Mu Liancheng put down his pen to express a few words of concern at the back, and put it aside.

Everyone wants to be an official in the capital, but when almost every minister in the court is sent abroad, it comes in turn, and it is stipulated that after at least three years each time, if there are no special circumstances, no one can return to Beijing without the emperor's edict, if everyone asks for a transfer back, and he agrees, then it has to be?

Feng said that he understood very much.

However, it didn't take long for the name of Lord Long to appear in the field of vision again, and the content on the excerpt was almost the same, to the effect that the old minister had severe rheumatism and pain recently, and he was afraid that he would die soon, and he dreamed a lot at night, and often dreamed of the emperor, and his thoughts were like springs, hoping that Duanyang would return to Beijing to see the saint.

Mu Liancheng's response was - no.

It appears that the two letters were sent on the same day.

It should be gone, right?

Feng Qingfang thought to himself, who would have expected that half an hour later, Lord Long's third letter was opened by Mu Liancheng again.

When I saw the words "The old minister is unwell, he thinks of the saint's affection, and hopes that the saint's quasi-old minister will return to Beijing to recuperate for a few days", he couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Each of the governor's memoranda has two key points, poor health and missing the boss, the main purpose is clear, the words are simple, and the purpose is clear at a glance, but his boss is not amnesic, is it necessary to write three letters a day?

Feng Qingfang was secretly complaining, Mu Liancheng suddenly turned her head to look, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated to her original position, raised her head and pretended to look at the roof.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Mu Liancheng said in a deep voice: "Who allowed you to peek at the content of the concerto?" ”

"I didn't peek, but the words on the fold were too big and forcibly popped into my eyes." Feng lightly quibbled seriously.

"Won't you turn your head away from looking?" Mu Liancheng's voice became cold, "Do you know what I will do with those who peek at state secrets?" Executed, or gouged out eyes. ”

Feng Qingfang pretended to be calm, and laughed: "You don't have to be so ruthless, right?" What's more, this is not a state secret, this is just pure chatter, and I haven't looked at any secrets......"

"Of course you say that."

"Really, I swear." Feng Qingfang even raised three fingers to show his sincerity.

Mu Liancheng naturally didn't really want to kill Feng Qingmad, or gouge out her eyes, but he suddenly had a bad heart and wanted to scare her.

Seeing her delicate appearance at this moment, I couldn't help but feel soft in my heart, as if I was back in the days I had spent together.

"Forget it this time, don't take it as an example, stand farther away."

"A little farther away, a little farther away." Feng pursed his lips frantically, muttered quietly, and obediently took a few steps back.

Without the sand sculpture to see, she still has time to pass the time, what's the big deal?

Mu Liancheng seemed to be able to hear her inner drama, and immediately stretched out his good-looking hand and said, "Hand it over." ”

"What?" Feng Qing pretended to be stupid and asked.

"What are you hiding in your arms?"

"Nothing."

"Really? It seems that I have to search my body myself, and you are willing to recruit? ”

Mu Liancheng was about to make a move, Feng Qingfang hurriedly took out the book, offered it with both hands, and then said pitifully: "I just think it's too boring to stand every day, I have nothing to read, I have a long knowledge, this is not okay?" ”

"Two or three things about the harem of the Empress Dowager Xuanwen in the previous dynasty." Mu Liancheng's tone was slow, and he read out the title of the book word by word, and his ink-colored eyebrows frowned slightly, "This kind of book can also grow knowledge?" ”

This is a book describing the romantic history of the Empress Dowager Xuanwen of the former dynasty hundreds of years ago, it can be said that in addition to the historical name is true, the others are apocryphal, and the plot is also a little bloody, there is really no nutrition, but the characters in it are written very vividly, and it is not impossible to see it to kill time.

"Why not? The author's writing is good, the sentences are beautiful, and the rhetoric is gorgeous, and you can increase a lot of knowledge after reading it. ”

"You said you could." Mu Liancheng casually threw it on the bookcase behind him, slightly disgusted, "But on my territory, I am not allowed to read this kind of book, and it was confiscated." ”