"Regent." The young prime minister walked up to his side, and when he opened his mouth lightly, his warm words were like a knife, gently poking into the man's cold heart.

"Your Majesty is wise and wise, and it is absolutely impossible to allow the regent to hold the government for too long. Tonight is an oversight of the prime minister, but since the heavens don't want to destroy me, the regent will not be able to do so even if he calculates. ”

Nan Mohao turned his head, his eyes were as cold and deep as a cold pool, and the forest was biting.

"After tonight, you won't have any more chances." Feng Weiyu smiled slightly, the color between her eyebrows and eyes was warm, and under the light of the lights, it became more and more dazzling, "I wish the regent a good dream tonight." ”

Nan Mohao looked at him expressionlessly, unable to hide the coldness in his eyes.

"His Royal Highness the Regent." The voice of the chief steward in the palace sounded respectfully, "Your Majesty is still waiting for the prince outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, please return to the palace with Your Majesty." ”

Hearing this, Nan Mohao's thin lips pursed lightly, and his already cold facial features became more and more cold and piercing.

Feng Weiyu's expression became more and more calm.

"Feng Weiyu." Expressionlessly retracting the gaze that fell on Feng Weiyu's face, when Nan Mohao spoke, his voice still had a palpitating coldness, like a god of death from hell, "You, do it yourself." ”

The words fell, and he walked away without saying a word.

The Praetorian Guards walked in unison, silently following him.

In an instant, a large area of the wide courtyard was vacated.

Feng Weiyu held her hands and quietly watched them leave like a tide, the luster under her eyes flowing, flickering and fading.

"Xiangye." A man slowly walked up to Feng Weiyu and spoke in a low voice.

"Nan Mohao is a terrible opponent, isn't he?" Feng Weiyu still looked at the direction they were leaving, and her faint voice was a little deep, "It's just a pity that such a strong opponent ...... But there is a fatal heel. ”

……

The imperial chariot of the Son of Heaven stopped outside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and as soon as Nan Mohao stepped out of the gate, he saw the girl sitting on the imperial chariot with a peerless appearance.

A slight discoloration appeared in his eyes, Nan Mohao approached the imperial chariot, and his voice was cold: "The minister sent His Majesty back to the palace." ”

Seeing that he really walked out, the corners of Zixi's lips curled a shallow arc, his chin was supported on the side of his hand, and his voice was a little lazy.

"I'm just waiting for the Lord Regent's escort."

When Nan Mohao heard this, his thin lips pursed: "Your Majesty should be sleeping at this time, how could you think of leaving the palace in the middle of the night?" ”

Someone deliberately leaked the news to her?

No, Nan Mohao denied this speculation in his heart, his actions tonight were extremely strict, strictly guarded, and it was absolutely impossible to have the slightest chance to leak the news.

However, if it weren't for the leak of the news, how could he have come so coincidentally?

"I didn't say that." Zixi's voice was faint, revealing a cat-like tiredness, "I had a dream, and after waking up from the dream, I suddenly wanted to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a look." ”

The dragon chariot was on the quiet streets of the imperial city, and the Praetorian Guards escorting the front and rear walked silently, and the palace maids and Ouchi guards behind them also involuntarily relaxed their steps.

"Had a dream?" Nan Mohao's deep voice revealed a bit of mockery, "A dream...... Oh, a dream destroys everything that the minister has carefully arranged. ”

Zixi tilted his head lazily, and his voice was harmless: "The regent is blaming me?" ”

Nan Mohao lowered his eyes: "The minister doesn't dare." ”