At night, Qiu Mingrui still knelt under the misty moonlight without food or drink, and his lonely figure endured the suspicions and discussions of the palace people.

After nightfall, Concubine Meihui came in quietly, squatted in front of Qiu Mingrui, and tried to persuade her, crying. The tears on his face were wet and dry, dry and wet, his lips were worn out, his heart and liver were broken, and he only got his hard-hearted words back and forth: "The child knows what he wants, and he is not confused, the mother concubine is going to persuade her, go back to the palace to rest quickly." ”

In the end, it was a useless effort, and the effort was in vain.

Even Concubine Meihui was annoyed and angry, so she simply closed her eyes and walked away, but she deeply hated and killed Mu Qi, the daughter of the Mu family. If it weren't for her charm and confusion, how could she be a good smart and clever emperor who would have fallen into the magic barrier like this, so stubborn. Even the honor of the king of a country that was almost at his fingertips was abandoned, let alone his father's body, and even the face and honor of her mother concubine were abandoned outside the Nine Heavens Cloud!

She secretly made up her mind to get rid of that woman in her emperor's heart, and she couldn't get rid of it in her heart, and she wanted to make the thing in front of her no longer be able to disguise, or even disappear from the dragon capital.

On the way back to the palace, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes. The inexplicable chill that suddenly rose on his body made the accompanying palace people shudder.

Even though it was the punishment of kneeling outside the imperial study for three days and three nights, no matter rain or shine, there was no resignation. Even Concubine Mei Hui's threats of beating and scolding fell on deaf ears and gritted her teeth and insisted.

Since then, after being drenched in the rain, he contracted typhoid fever and became seriously ill for a while, but Qiu Mingrui lingered on the sickbed for more than half a month before he gradually recovered his mental physique.

Because of this, Emperor Mo let him recuperate in the palace and no longer announced his entry into the palace.

The Seven Princes on the other end were entrusted with important tasks by Emperor Mo, and the tide rose for a while, and hundreds of officials complimented them.

Qiu Ming Ruiyi was reading a book in the warm pavilion of "Feixia Building", and when he heard about it, he just sneered faintly. But his face was not in a hurry.

The next day, it happened that Yang Han and Feng Jingning came to visit the patient, and the three of them sat around chatting.

Yang Han looked at him, although he was still silent, but in his expression, there was no trace of consciousness because the throne was about to fall to his brother, and he didn't seem to care at all. I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, I couldn't imagine that this taciturn, cold-eyed iceman's general friend was still an infatuated species who could give up the throne and not love the country and only love the beauty?

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised, if he didn't know that this sensitive period should not be strange. His mouth will be wide open enough to swallow a large egg.

Yang Han's face was a little strange and glanced at Feng Jingning, who was sitting on the side and talking slowly with Qiu Mingrui. I saw that he was like a light cloud, talking and laughing casually, and his heart was cold, and he couldn't help but put away his various speculations and thoughts, and also made a smiling face that only talked about the wind and the moon, and did not seek government affairs.

Qiu Mingrui was not very interested in talking, but Feng Jingning only picked out things that made people feel relieved, and Yang Han was gagging on the side. For a while, the warm pavilion was happy and had a good conversation.

When Yang Han and Feng Jingning said goodbye to the palace together, Yang Han wanted to walk with Feng Jingning and talk. Feng Jingning made an excuse for something, took a step first, and talked about it another day.

After Feng Jingning walked around the neighborhood, he returned to Qiu Mingrui's mansion.

Yang Han inherited the Hou Mansion in his own right, so he could continue to be prosperous, without worrying about the emperor's suspicions, and without worrying about the way out of the Hou Mansion, as long as he relied on the ancestral shade, he could grow old with Princess Zijin and Qin Se and Ming.

Feng Jingning didn't want him to come in privately, so he took care of things for no reason and stepped into the messy quagmire that Longdu is now in.

But Qiu Mingrui is already a close friend in his heart, and now seeing him acting radically and stubbornly, he can't help but be worried. So, this time to go and come back is intentional. I came back here just to know what Tyumen Rui wanted?

Qiu Mingrui has always regarded him as a brother, and at this time, he cannot ignore him.

Although he did not want to participate in royal affairs.

However, the current situation is delicate and lurks unwarranted danger. Ever since he learned about Gu Xi's identity and the entanglement between the emperor of the previous dynasty, he was always uneasy and uneasy.

Feng Jingning rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, and in the voice of the servant's announcement, he raised his feet again and climbed the "Feixia Tower" and entered the warm pavilion of Fang Cai.

Qiu Mingrui looked up from the book, and when he saw him visiting again with an indistinguishable expression, he couldn't help but put down the book in his hand. He sat up from the soft couch and asked solemnly, "Something?" He knew that Feng Jingning must have come to talk to him this time, but he was bored in his heart, and his tone was a little cold and detached.

Feng Jingning didn't pay attention to his childish temperament, and habitually found a place to sit down casually. After pouring himself a cup of hot tea, he cleared his throat and said, "You really want to cut off everything for the Mu family girl...... Possibly? He stretched out his hand and gestured to nine-five.

Qiu Mingrui didn't expect him to be so straightforward, so he was stunned and silent.

Feng Jingning looked at his expression and said to himself: "If you really just want to be a sleeved prince, I won't persuade you." You should know that I have always disliked those intrigues in the court, and I have been trying to see if I can leave Longdu, leave the desert country, and travel the world. You have to be idle, but you are with my comrades, and I am really happy for you, but Xiaoqiu, you have to ask your heart clearly, and don't do anything that you will regret in the future. ”

Qiu Mingrui pursed his lips, and the streamer of thought in his eyes turned.

Feng Jingning was at a loss, so he said again: "Xiaoqiu, you want to give up the country, you want to live and fly with the girl of the Mu family, I won't stop you." But you have to take care of Your Majesty's dragon body, don't be too angry with him, Your Majesty is concerned with the safety and survival of the desert country, the people of Li, and even the meritorious nobles, and the blessings of you dragon sons and grandsons. What's more, it is an eventful time, the turmoil in Shikoku has risen, Kyushu is unstable, and there are many dangerous crises lurking in the shadows, so you should also think twice before acting, and stop acting rashly. ”

Qiu Mingrui listened to his low and solemn tone, and keenly noticed that he had something to say, so he couldn't help but frown, and asked cautiously: "Jing Ning, are you talking in words?" ”

Feng Jingning stared for a moment, nodded, but said: "There are some things, if you have that thought, I want you to know." But if you don't have that mind, it's better not to know now. "What's more, your impulsiveness still needs to be sharpened and sharpened, he secretly thought in his heart, didn't say it, reached out and took the teacup to moisten his throat, and covered up the past.

Qiu Mingrui saw that he clearly had something in his heart, and he deliberately didn't mention it, so he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and snorted coldly: "In this way, Jingning, do you want to stay out of the matter and go to the mountains and rivers by yourself?" ”

He hated him, the corners of Feng Jingning's lips curled slightly, he smiled, and said without hurry: "The Feng family is a century-old family, full of talents, there is a lot of less me, and there are not many more than me." On the other hand, the Wang clan, the crown prince is deceased, the three princes have been demoted, your children are long, and only the seventh prince is left to be diligent and diligent, this desert country, you are not in a hurry, what am I anxious about? Take 10,000 steps back, the Feng family will never collapse without me, a hundred years of wind and rain, the change of dynasties, isn't the famous family still standing in the eyes of the world? ”

Qiu Mingrui's heart jumped, the words "dynasty change" made him feel more and more that what Feng Jingning wanted to say was deeply related to the safety of Moguo.

Their famous families can go with the flow and vote for the Lord, but if they are replaced, it will be difficult for them to survive. The survival of a country is closely related to it, and every glory is prosperous, and every loss is lost. If you are defeated and trampled on, you will not even have the qualifications to bow down to your subordinates, and even if you become a prisoner, you will be in the way of the eyes of the new master.

Throughout history, those countries that have fallen and the royal families that have fallen have all ended up miserable and bleak, and have even become objects for the new lord to seek pleasure and blasphemous, and become a tool for the new lord to ravage and vent his anger. The best result is nothing more than the blood of the entire royal family, at the cost of sacrificing their lives, in exchange for the dignity of those in power.

Isn't such a cruel end a wake-up call?

Qiu Mingrui was full of excitement, and felt that he had imagined that Feng Jingning's words that he didn't say were too serious, and the situation facing Moguo was not enough to threaten to that point?

He looked at Feng Jingning with some doubts, with a faint eagerness to know in his eyes, but he refused to speak, giving up the persistence in his heart.

He knew that Feng Jingning was casual and careless, but when it came to his stubbornness, no one could change his mind. Now, if you want him to say the words that he deliberately hidden, he must first express his position and be soft.

Feng Jingning looked at the struggle in his eyes, the expression on his face changed several times, and said leisurely at the right time: "If you don't have the heart, Xiaohou and I don't need to worry about it anymore, I can watch the mountains and rivers at ease, and Xiaohou is happy to fight cocks and horses." If you have a heart, we will collect it, run and work hard for you, and choose you. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Qiu Mingrui, who was hesitant and a little stunned, straightened his clothes, stood up, and said goodbye: "Okay, you and cultivate well, I'll go back to the house first." The feet did not stop, just turned around and walked out of the door, sprinkled down the "Feixia Building", got out of the palace, and folded in to buy a box of pastries when the horse passed through the "Xiangrong Zhai", and went back to Feng's house.

Qiu Mingrui still stayed motionless in the warm pavilion, frowning, and his heart was churning. originally made up his mind, but at this time, because of Feng Jingning's long talk, he was bored.

I called people to change several pastries and teas, but they were all unsatisfactory.

The book in my hand that was supposed to kill time was even more unbearable. He only felt very uncomfortable all over his body, like thousands of insects and ants scratching his liver, making people restless and unate.

Negatively turned his head and wanted to sleep, covered his head with a brocade quilt for a long time, and then lifted it again, sat up on the ground, and the whole person was irritable. Qiu Mingrui combed one hand into his hair, grabbed it a few times, his cold eyes flickered, and his expression was full of pain.

One by one, I recalled all the amazing and beautiful things when I met and intersected with Mu Qi, and I remembered it vividly, as if it was yesterday, Qiu Mingrui couldn't let go of it in his heart, and he never forgot it.