The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"What are you still doing here?"

Mo Ling's voice was very light, but it was filled with a deep chill. The imperial physician was so frightened that he immediately picked up the medicine box and said, "I'll take my leave!"

Feng Jiuqing wanted to stand up to stop the imperial physician, but Mo Ling pushed her back: "The imperial physician said Qingqing needs to rest."

Resting doesn't mean not moving, and Feng Jiuqing felt that Mo Ling seemed to need to see a doctor more than he did.

"Ayan, do you want to take a look too?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Mo Ling touched Feng Jiuqing's face with pity and affection: "Qingqing, why are you so stupid?"

Stupid? That was his instinctive reaction without any time to think. He did it subconsciously. How could he think about whether it was stupid or not?

But if he were given another chance, he thought he would still make the same choice.

Feng Jiuqing blinked and said softly, "No, Qingqing just doesn't want Ayan to get hurt."

Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing for a long time before he sighed and said, "Qingqing, what should I do?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled gently at Mo Ling: "These are all my own choices. A Yan doesn't need to do anything."

Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing deeply, and said almost as if he was swearing: "I will protect you and will never let you get hurt again."

Feng Jiuqing smiled and said softly: "Ayan, the same goes for you. Never get hurt."

Mo Ling embraced Feng Jiuqing in his arms: "Well, even if it's for Qingqing, I won't get hurt."

"Then it's settled."

Mo Ling looked at the face of the person in his arms and gave a firm answer: "Okay."

Feng Jiuqing looked up at Mo Ling, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

"Ayan, Qingqing has something to say but I don't know if I should say it or not."

Mo Ling scratched Feng Jiuqing's nose and said softly, "Qingqing, do you need to ask me what you want to say? Just say it directly."

Feng Jiuqing sighed and said slowly: "Qingqing knows the young eunuch who assassinated him. He is a very honest man."

"He's not very courageous. Normally, he would smile even if he was wronged. Why did he change so much in such a short time? What happened?"

"He had just happily told Qingqing a few days ago that his sister was going to get married. But when he assassinated Ayan, he said that his sister and mother were both dead. But what does the death of his relatives have to do with Ayan?"

"Is someone using Ayan's name to do evil?"

Mo Ling touched Feng Jiuqing's face and said softly, "Yiran, go check it out!"

"Yes!"

After Yan Yiran took the order and went out, Feng Jiuqing was shocked to realize that the person who looked at him unkindly just now was the legendary Hidden Dragon Guard leader Yan Yiran.

Mo Ling stayed with Feng Jiuqing until he fell asleep before leaving for the Xuanshi Hall.

An hour later, Yan Yiran appeared in the Xuanshi Hall with the evidence he had found.

"Your Majesty, I have already found out that the eunuch Xiao Qizi's original name was Zhao Ku, and his family lived in the suburbs of the capital. His father was a gambler, and not only did he lose all the family's property, he also pawned his daughter to a brothel, and his mother died suddenly in anger. But I guess that this little eunuch might have been misled and used by someone with ulterior motives, and that's why he did such a shocking thing."

Mo Ling's eyes were still bloodshot, and his face was extremely gloomy, like a demon from hell.

"Keep investigating. He has hurt my beloved, and I want him to pay me back a thousand times!"

Yan Yiran's eyes dimmed for a moment: "Yes!"

Mo Ling put the memorial in his hand aside, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "The palace is heavily guarded. How did a little eunuch like him bring a dagger into the palace and into Qianyuan Palace? It seems that the people in the palace should be dealt with properly, and Yi Ye, deal with them thoroughly."

Yan Yiran lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes: "Yes!"

*

"This is Qianyuan Palace! Ah——what rights do you have to arrest people?"

"Help—ah! Please, save us, sir!"

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, mixed with crying, screaming, begging and scolding.

Feng Jiuqing was not in a good mood due to excessive blood loss yesterday, but Qianyuan Hall was in such a mess that he had to go and see what had happened.

He appeared in the hall with a pale face. The maids and eunuchs in Qianyuan Hall were either panicked or crying in fear. But the moment they saw him, they all cried out as if they had seen a savior: "Your Majesty! Please save us!"

Feng Jiuqing glanced at the ferocious guards and frowned, "Stop!"

But the guards didn't listen to him at all and continued to escort or drag the maids and eunuchs out of Qianyuan Hall.

There was chaos all around, with only one person standing in the middle of Qianyuan Hall with his hands behind his back, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, quite like an isolated person from the world.

With the sound of crying and begging lingering in his ears, Feng Jiuqing shook his head, and when he looked up again, his eyes were cold.

"What does Commander Yan mean? Why did you arrest everyone in Qianyuan Palace?"

Yan Yiran turned around, his hawk-like eyes looked at Feng Jiuqing like a sharp sword, and his tone was particularly cold: "Do you recognize this commander?"

Feng Jiuqing could vaguely feel that this man was hostile towards him, but he didn't know how he had offended this mysterious leader of the secret guards.

"Your Majesty called your name. Is it strange that I remember it? Commander Yan hasn't told me yet why he arrested people?"

Yan Yiran stared at Feng Jiuqing for a long time before he asked in a cold voice, "If I remember correctly, Your Majesty did not mention my last name. How did you know that my last name is Yan?"

Feng Jiuqing said in a deep voice: "I have been with the Grand Master before, so I should know something. Qianyuan Palace is the bedroom of His Majesty. Commander Yan is so reckless, shouldn't he give me an explanation?"

Yan Yiran retracted his gaze and said, "So he is the Grand Master's man, but he is just like this."

"Commander Yan has a lot of dissatisfaction with me?" Feng Jiuqing said coldly.

Yan Yiran lowered his eyes and said, "I dare not. His Majesty has ordered me to conduct a thorough investigation of Qianyuan Palace. Please don't make it difficult for me, Your Majesty."

Feng Jiuqing felt a little dizzy and sat down casually on a nearby chair: "Just check it, why arrest people?"

Yan Yiran sneered and said, "There is an assassin in Qianyuan Palace. These people have had contact with the assassin. This commander has no choice but to ask them to go to the Ministry of Punishment for a trial."

Feng Jiuqing supported his head with one hand: "I have also had encounters with assassins. Commander Yan, do you want to arrest me and bring me to the Ministry of Punishment for trial?"

Yan Yiran's expression remained unchanged: "According to the rules, this is what should be done, but since your Majesty is injured and has done a great job in saving the emperor, you don't have to go to the Ministry of Punishment. Please answer a few questions truthfully so that I can report to His Majesty."

Feng Jiuqing snorted and said coldly: "What if I don't want to answer?"

Yan Yiran still had no expression: "Your Majesty is of noble status, and this commander dare not force you, so I can only report the truth to His Majesty."

"You mean His Majesty asked you to interrogate me?"

Feng Jiuqing's voice was very cold, like ice that had not melted for a long time.

Yan Yiran neither admitted nor denied it, but just asked: "I heard that you gave the assassin forty taels of silver. May I ask why you gave that money?"