"Uncle Zhixia, do you think it's incredible? It's in that situation, she didn't even think of coming to me!"
After going down, Feng Mohan dragged Liu Zhixia, who had just returned to the court, and chattered endlessly.
Seeing the young man with an aggrieved expression every time he mentioned this matter, Liu Zhixia smiled with a smile on his lips, with a meaningful smile.
"Uncle Zhixia, what are you laughing at? You are talking to me, don't just say to me, can you call for a chat without saying a word?"
"The emperor, when did you say you wanted to chat with me? Didn't you bring me to be the audience?" Liu Zhixia said, walked into the Imperial Study Room, and began to read the memorial.
Feng Mohan followed behind his ass and refused to let him go, "If you know Uncle Xia, just stop fucking me, okay? After listening for so long, don't you think Feng Yi is really weird? I told her a long time ago. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. Why doesn't she come? Is she still afraid that I can't protect her?"
"I don't think she is weird, but I think you are weird." Liu Zhixia raised her eyes and asked, "Is she coming or not, what do you care about so much?"
Feng Mohan was stunned and realized that he could not answer this question unexpectedly.
Yes, if Feng Yi is here, what does he care about so much
If people don't come to him for protection, do they want him to ask for protection
When has he been such a mother-in-law? Protect him when he comes, and smile if he doesn't come. This is how he should react.
He is the emperor of Nanling!
Could it be... he really became weird? Is it abnormal
Seeing the young man being questioned, Liu Zhixia was in a daze there, and Liu Zhixia hurriedly reviewed the memorials, lest the people recovered and disturbed him from doing business.
Only three or five days after returning to Beijing, he was annoyed every day. He was already two years old.
When I joined the officialdom, I thought about protecting the safety of my family. At that time, I didn't expect the storm to pass so quickly.
In the end, Feng Qingbai was released from the world in advance, but he still had decades to endure.
In the imperial study room, one person struggled to write and scrutinize the essays, while the other person was still immersed in his thoughts, unable to return to his senses, and kept thinking about why he became so strange.
Feng Mohan suddenly came to his senses when someone tapped on the shoulder, only to find that the lamp had been palmed in the Yushufang at some point, and it was dark outside the window.
"Uncle Zhi Xia, have you finished approving the paper?"
Liu Zhixia's indifferent expression cooled slightly, "The emperor is in a daze. As a courtier, I can only work hard. If I don't approve, someone will help me?"
Feng Mohan smiled dryly, pretending not to understand.
Liu Zhixia sighed and patted him on the shoulder again, "I haven't figured it out yet? Anyway, you also call me uncle, and the uncle will take care of you once, go and solve the doubt."
"Uncle Zhixia, what do you mean by that?"
"I have been on vacation several times in the past few years. I am grateful to the emperor for the leave. This time, I also let the emperor take a break for a while. If you want to find someone, I will take care of the affairs first."
Feng Mohan's eyes widened, and he caught Liu Zhixia looking up and down, "It's not like that, Uncle Zhixia, what have you possessed?"
He had escaped twice at the beginning, and Zhi Xia had retaliated against him for three years.
Such a person would be so kind to suddenly let him go on vacation and let him go out of the palace to find someone
"Since the emperor doesn't believe me, I haven't said it. It's getting late and the minister retires."
"I believe it! I'll go!"
Feng Mohan blurted out and returned to the Imperial Study Room after he sent him away. Afterwards, he realized that why did he go