Feng Qi did not go to Luan Feng Palace, but went directly to the imperial study.

After Gong Wuxian reported the matter of Dou Yuma and Princess Hanyue, as well as the mastermind behind them who planned this matter, he was waved back by Feng Qi.

When the young right-hand minister left with a lot of doubts, he was extremely sure that his master was in a bad mood now, but this bad was not angry, but he seemed to be obviously a little depressed, as if he was full of thoughts but could not resort to words.

The right minister was suddenly a little uneasy.

When will his family's wise and martial arts master encounter such a situation? He couldn't help but wonder, just now he came out of the Xuantian Palace, and the lord seemed to say that Chu Feimo fainted, could it be because of this incident?

Chu Feimo fainted, which made Fengqi feel down?

The corners of Gong Wuxie's mouth twitched, feeling a little messy because of this thought, but if it weren't for that, what else could make him so preoccupied? Because of the Queen?

Maybe he can only guess like this, because apart from the queen, he really can't think of anything else in this world that can affect the mood of his family master.

Lord Right Xiang thought about it, but he couldn't think of a reason, but he didn't seem to worry too much about the affairs between the emperor and his wife, and he still had a lot of things to do in his hands now-aside from Dou Yuma and Princess Hanyue, who had been sent to the prison, as well as the Jin family, the Ming family, and the West Wind royal family who were playing with the idea of clouds.

He also heard a little bit of the lord's meaning from Mu Xi before, and he didn't need to pay too much attention to it, these families directly let Da Zhou Ji Moxiu deal with it, and they just watched from the wall.

Gong Wuxian thought about it, in this way, he only needed to send someone to secretly watch every move of these three forces and grasp their intentions at any time, so that he would be happy and relaxed, and he could also save a little time and cultivate the relationship with the little girl in the family from brother and sister to husband and wife......

In the bright imperial study, Feng Qi sat behind the imperial case, holding his chin in one hand, looking at the fold placed in front of him, his eyes fixed on the fold that was opened, but his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and his eyebrows were slightly locked, as if he was locking a knot that could not be unbroken.

Such a Feng Qi, not to mention Feng Yuche, is the few humeral ministers closest to Feng Qi, that is, they have never seen it.

The tea was fragrant, Feng Yuche took a cup of freshly brewed tea and walked to the side of the imperial case, "Lord." ”

Feng Qi didn't speak, and seemed to be still distracted.

Feng Yuche's eyes lifted slightly, and after only one glance, he lowered his gaze silently.

The teacup in his hand was very hot, but he held it very steadily, even if the heat of the teacup was stimulating the blisters in his fingertips and palms, and there was a tingling pain in both hands at the same time, his face did not show the slightest pain.

It took three days to learn to make tea, and the price was that the palms were full of blisters, and there were purlin marks on both arms that were left by Mu Xi with a hard ring ruler.

With boiling water, a ring ruler down, hands can not tremble, otherwise the boiling water in the cup will splash out, scalding to the back of the hand, not to mention, the rules must be restarted, until the boiling water is beaten, and you can keep your hands as steady as a rock, it is considered to be a pass - but no one who has really suffered from that pain, no one will know how much pain a ring ruler that can be seen everywhere in large households and colleges can cause much pain in Mu Xi's hands.

And under such severe pain, it is impossible to keep your hands from trembling.

This is the rule that Mu Xi set for him, without a trace of softness, just the square inch of the imperial study, which made him really taste the torture of hell.

After the rules of the day, the two arms and palms were almost abolished, which made Feng Yuche feel a fear and sadness as if he could not see hope, he thought that he would die directly in the hands of Mu Xi.

However, perhaps even he did not expect that he would actually do it, and it only took three days - although for him in the middle of it, these three days were even longer than the previous three months.

Feng Yuche understood in his heart that Mu Xi really just regarded him as a shadow guard who served the lord closely, and did not mean to deliberately torture him, because the rules were learned, Mu Xi gave him the best palace wound medicine, two heads that were originally swollen into steamed buns, under the effect of the wound medicine, it only took a few hours, and the swelling slowly disappeared, only some blisters were not completely healed.

The rules are learned, and the tea will be brewed, but Feng Yuche doesn't know what he should do when he is in a bad mood in the face of the Lord.

Holding the tea cup in his hand, he stood silently and respectfully, letting the time pass quietly, until the tea gradually lost its temperature, he turned around and returned to the side of the case, made a new cup of hot tea, and quietly walked back to the imperial case with the tea.

Feng Qi pondered for a long time, and after the tea in Feng Yuche's hand cooled down again and changed to new tea, he finally raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and then reviewed the folds one by one.

Solving the stack of folds on the hill, he put down the imperial pen in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Feng Yuche, stretched out his hand, Feng Yuche quietly and humbly handed over the tea cup in his hand.

Feng Qi took it, took a sip of tea without hesitation, and looked up at the window, "What time is it?" ”

His voice was indifferent, he couldn't hear any special emotions, and Feng Yuche couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood now, so he only replied respectfully: "It's time to get close to the son." ”

In the past few days when Feng Yuche entered the imperial study, although the days were difficult, he remembered very well that Feng Qi had never stayed in the imperial study until this hour. The relationship between the emperor and the queen is good, the queen is pregnant now, the emperor will go back to Luanfeng Palace to sleep with the queen every night, tonight is obviously an exception, at this time it is already the time of the child, but the emperor has no plan to go back?

Although he had an idea in his heart, Feng Yuche didn't speak, nor did he show half of his emotions on his face, until Feng Qi put down the teacup, continued to pick up the folds, flipped through them one by one, and read them quickly, he said in a low voice: "It's not early, it's time for the Lord to go back and rest." ”

"Mu Xi didn't teach you what silence is?" Feng Qi glanced at him, and his tone was a little cold, "Your duty is just to listen to orders, and you don't need to say anything else." ”

When Feng Yuche heard this, the corners of his lips pursed, and he instantly knelt down, "My subordinates have trespassed, please punish the lord." ”

Feng Qi didn't speak, retracted his gaze lightly, his eyes looked at the fold in his hand, but he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart, that little woman ...... I'm going to be cranky tonight.

Thinking of Chu Feimo, thinking of the Nine Turns Soul Nourishing Pill, and thinking of Linyue, Feng Qi felt a faint pain in his sideburns.

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