Feng Qi's words shocked Qinghua's heart.

No one knows the meaning of Feng Qi's words better, his ultimate goal is to make Ji Moxiu an ordinary Great Zhou royal family, who can have unfathomable martial arts and scheming, can have the wiser minds of ordinary people, and can also control all the forces that belong to him, but he should not have abilities that do not belong to normal people-

It is even more impossible for him to use such an ability to deal with, or even tame, a young emperor who already has enough ability and courage to dominate the Universal Continent.

This is absolutely impossible to happen.

This is the meaning of Fengqi.

Qinghua was shocked in his heart, he was estimating the weight of Feng Qi's words, how likely it was that the words would come true, and whether his purpose could be achieved as he wished-

When Ji Moxiu came back from Phoenix Mountain, all the doubts in Qinghua's heart instantly turned into a factor that made him uneasy.

"Fengqi." Ji Moxiu's eyes were cold, and he even looked at the calm Fengcang Tianzi in front of him, "Where is the red martyr?" ”

At this time, it was already late at night, and Fengqi had not yet slept.

He came to Da Zhou alone, and there were no piles of recitals for him to review, no government affairs to keep him busy, and no beloved wife and children for him to accompany him, so it was inevitable that he was a little bored.

So he could only read some books to pass the time, and at this time he was leaning on the low couch in the inner room, with a warm tea in his hand, like an elegant and noble nobleman.

Facing Ji Moxiu's inexplicable questioning, he raised his head slightly, and said with a faint expression: "Hasn't Hongyan been staying in Phoenix Mountain all the time?" ”

"This king pounced." Ji Moxiu looked at him expressionlessly, his tone was cold, with a little impatience, "You should know where he is." ”

"How would I know?" Feng Qi seemed to feel strange, and his thin lips were lightly raised, "He is a free man, although he is called my master, he is not my subordinate, let alone my domestic slave, and his actions are not under my control—he was not controlled by me before, and he will not be controlled by me in the future." ”

Later?

Ji Moxiu keenly heard a clue from it, "Speak clearly." ”

"Weren't you once a high priest? You should know more about the whereabouts of the Red Dead. Feng Qi said lightly, "He's been here long enough, and it's time to go back." ”

When Ji Moxiu heard this, a little crack finally appeared in his indifferent expression, and his eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at Feng Qi, and his voice was even more cold as ice, "What did you say?" ”

Feng Qi glanced at him, leaned back on the couch with an indifferent expression, and continued to read.

"Fengqi, you're forcing me to do something to you." Ji Moxiu's eyes grew cold, and he slowly became a little ruthless and murderous, "You should know that if this king makes a move on you, you have no room to parry." ”

"Really?" Feng Qi snorted, "I'm really not scared, if you really have such confidence, you can try." ”

"Are you fearless?" Ji Moxiu squinted, "Do you think that after the Blue Dragon Seal is opened, it can save you?" ”

"If you can save it, you can't save it, you have to try it before you know." Feng Qi said, "I do have no fear, why don't you?" If it weren't for the fact that your own ability as a high priest hadn't disappeared, what qualifications would you have to say that you would be ashamed to tame me? ”

Ji Moxiu's voice became colder, "What do you think is the case if this king doesn't use his abilities and can't stand you?" ”

"It's not that I think so, but that's what it is." Feng Qi said, "So I might as well tell you that if you want to solve Ji Liangchen's poison, there is only one choice - you should understand what I mean." ”

"The emperor's poison does need to be solved, but why can you be so naïve to think that planting red bean acacia in him can make this king threatened by you?"

"I'm not naïve, and I don't think you're going to accept the threat." Feng Qi said, "It's just a mentality of trying, it doesn't matter if you are willing or unwilling - Ji Liangchen's life or death doesn't matter to me." ”

When Ji Moxiu heard this, the color of his eyes instantly became cold and biting.

Feng Qi had a painless expression, half leaning on the low couch, casually reaching out to take the teacup, and slowly sipping it lightly.

A thick murderous aura permeated the room, and for Ji Moxiu, who had always been moody, this was already a rare gaffe for him.

However, in a fairly competitive battle, one side loses its temper, and in many cases, it actually means that it has lost the upper hand.

The cold silence lasted for a moment, and Ji Moxiu turned to leave.

Feng Qi read the book leisurely for a while, then put down the book and tea cup in his hand, turned off the light, got up and walked to the bed, and lay down quietly.

In my heart, I involuntarily began to miss someone......

Even today, my son has been half a month, what is the woman in the world of mothers doing at this time? Feed the kids, or be alone in a daze?

Or, after receiving his letter, the worries of the past few days have finally relaxed?

Feng Qi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, secretly thinking in his heart, if his son's full moon banquet was too late to go back, let Lin Yue bring his son here, and the full moon banquet could also be celebrated directly in the way of play.

But......

Feng Qi frowned almost imperceptibly, Hongqi was not in Phoenix, where did he go?

Although Fang just said in front of Ji Moxiu that it was time for him to go back, that was only his general judgment, and it was impossible for him to leave without a sound even if it was time to go back.

At the very least, I'll say hello or something.

Ji Mo Xiu entered the palace, Ji Liangchen was still in a coma, he went straight into the palace of the Son of Heaven, looking at the weak complexion of the man lying on the dragon couch unconsciously, the color of his eyes changed several times, and finally walked to the couch, and with a light finger, he clicked on the big acupoints around his body.

Ji Liangchen woke up quickly.

After waking up, there was a brief blank in his mind, and after a while, he turned his head with a feeling and saw Ji Moxiu standing in front of the couch, and he was stunned again, "...... Uncle Huang? ”

"How does it feel?" Ji Moxiu's voice was deep, as indifferent as ever, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

Ji Liangchen paused for a moment, as if he was coming back to his senses, and then said, "It's okay, I feel like I've slept for a long time." ”

Ji Mo cultivated: "You are poisoned. ”

"Poison?" Ji Liangchen was surprised, but he didn't panic, it was just an accident, "It turns out that I was poisoned, but I ...... I don't seem to feel anything in my body......"

"You vomited blood at noon, don't you remember?"

"Yes." Ji Liangchen said, "I mean now, I don't feel it." ”

Ji Moxiu nodded lightly, "That's because this king has protected your heart with his true qi." ”

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