Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, put his hand slightly smaller than hers into his palm, and with a gentle tug, he sat obediently on her lap, raised his head, blinked his eyes, and stared at Feng Ao stupidly God, this feeling is like when Uncle Wang held him in his arms and told him stories gently, or answered some innocent questions from him, which made him feel more dependent.
Feng Aotian stared at those dark eyes, and then he remembered that he was just a child. In the past two years, because of her indifference and alienation, he became no longer as dependent on her as before, and even more so. Yes, at a young age, he took on the weight that did not belong to his age. When he sat on the dragon chair, he was no longer the ignorant child he used to be.
She was thinking about how the body's predecessor was pampering the child at that time? She buried her love for the late emperor very deeply, but she had nowhere to rely on it, and Feng Yinqi did look very much like his father emperor, especially the demeanor between the eyebrows, which was very similar to the late emperor, so, Only then did she transfer all her tenderness towards the late emperor to Feng Yinqi.
Can't love, can't get it, but loves obsessively and obsessively, such repressed feelings, painful obsession, entanglement with her, until the death of the previous emperor, but she didn't have the chance to see him for the last time, and she didn't know that he was dying. Can you remember her? I don't know if he can finally have something to say to her? He left like this, but he didn't know that there was a person who had loved him deeply since he was sensible. He was her only hope and dream in this world. When her hope was broken and her dream was broken, what should she do
She chose the most extreme method, which is to destroy all these falsehoods. She wants to go with him with the demise of this country. Thinking of this, Feng Aotian's heart aches and his brows are slightly frowned. What the hell happened? Why can't I feel it
Feng Yinqi stared at Feng Aotian's expression, seeing her thoughtful, frowning eyebrows, and showing sadness on her face, he raised his other hand, habitually touched her forehead, and caressed her up and down, Wanting to ease her sadness, he had seen such an expression often, but he never expected that after two years, Uncle Wang was still so sad.
Feng Aotian came back to his senses, stared at him, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, look at the things in front of you, and pick out what you can do."
Feng Yinqi quickly put his hand away, then turned around, and saw piles of memorials placed on the desk. He had been on the throne for two years, but he had never reviewed the memorials. Now, looking at the mountains of memorials in front of him, he again Turning his eyes on Feng Aotian, "Uncle Regent, I have not yet reached the age of pro-government."
After speaking, he regretted it. Now, the uncle regent asked him to review the memorial. Does that mean that he has the opportunity to participate in politics? How can you refuse
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and slapped Feng Yinqi on the head, "It's up to you to see it or not. You only get one chance. If you miss it, then this king will not give you a second time."
Feng Yinqi stared at Feng Aotian's suddenly turning cold pupils, turned around, sat in her arms obediently, picked up the memorials in front of her, and read them one by one.
Mu Hanjin had already reviewed the last memorial, and Feng Aotian's expression just now, he had a panoramic view, what was she thinking about? Could it be that she doesn't want this country? Why did she look so sad just now? Who is she thinking about
He bowed his head, put down the red pen, and pondered silently, if she is really the destined Wang Zun, then all these changes are destined, even if he rejects it, there is nothing he can do, right
Feng Aotian moved Feng Yinqi aside, and then got down on the soft couch. She could see that Mu Hanjin was hiding something in her mind, and stepped forward, "Go out with the master."
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, stared at her, hurriedly stayed, put on his shoes, and replied respectfully, "Yes."
Feng Yinqi raised his eyes, glanced at the backs of the two of them leaving, then lowered his eyes and continued to read the memorials. Uncle Regent was right, the opportunity was hard to come by. He looked at the book in his hand, and something came to his mind. When the uncle Prince Regent asked him a question, he suddenly had some insight, picked up the red pen, and also annotated and memorized his own views.
Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked out of the bedroom.
When Feng Aotian left, he saw a black shadow flashing by. Eunuch Feng saw the disappearing shadow, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Since he has entered the game, he should wait to die.
Because they have been busy all day, they are all wearing official uniforms. Now, the night is lonely, Feng Aotian's court clothes and robes are at Ye Meixi's place. A bit of Laurel Tsinghua.
Mu Hanjin was dressed in a purple official robe, and was very handsome. He slowly staggered half a step away from her and walked beside her. She held his cold fingers and clenched slightly, "Do you have something on your mind?"
"Wei Chen..." Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes slightly, just as he was about to speak.
"Forget it, I just want you to accompany you to relax." Feng Aotian interrupted him coldly. There are some things that don't need to be said. She now has an unstable foundation and has enemies on all sides. If she wants to kill and make a decision, she must have solid strength.
She needs to stabilize the court situation and win people's hearts. She must be restrained. She knows very well who has set up eyeliner and chess pieces in her regent palace. She will slowly clean up these things, and she will protect those who can use them , As for the useless people, use them to eliminate future troubles.
In the palace, Xing Zhiyan traveled from Feng Yinqi to the regent's palace, and she sat still and couldn't sleep all night, waiting for the spies to report back.
A shadow hurriedly fell and knelt at her feet, "The Queen Mother, General Leng was rescued by the Prince Regent, and his injuries are very careful. Now he is recovering from his injuries in Qinghui Pavilion."
"Well, that's fine." Xing Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, her jade hand covered her heart, a rare smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she asked in a deep voice, "How is the emperor in the regent's mansion?"
"The emperor is now reviewing the memorial." Hei Ying replied truthfully.
"Really?" Xing Zhiyan was surprised, then lowered her face, "This is absolutely impossible, Feng Aotian is domineering and has never put anyone in his eyes, so how could Qi'er be involved in the government?"
"I saw it with my own eyes." Hei Yingfu replied affirmatively, and after reporting back, he suddenly vomited blood and twitched all over his body. Before Xing Zhiyan could react, he had already bled to death from seven orifices.
"This... how could it be?" Xing Zhiyan was so frightened that she quickly took a step back. When she looked closely, the dark shadow in front of her had turned into a pool of blood, and she immediately fainted.
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