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

"It is not enough for you to try me. Tell His Majesty that if he wants to try me, he must do it in person."

Yan Yiran was not angry either: "This commander will convey your words to His Majesty. Goodbye."

Feng Jiuqing poured himself a cup of tea to calm down. Someone was actually coming to interrogate him. Why didn't Mo Ling believe him? If I had known, I wouldn't have taken the knife for him. I'm angry!

And where did Commander Yan's hostility towards him come from? He had only met him twice, so what was it that made the commander dislike him? Or was it that the commander was born with his eyes on his head and liked to look at people with his chin?

After all the people in Qianyuan Hall were captured by Yan Yiran, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent in a group of newcomers, but these newcomers seemed to talk very little, and Feng Jiuqing discovered that there were a few people with strong martial arts skills among them, who were most likely secret guards.

Mo Ling could allow such a person to enter Qianyuan Hall. It was obvious that he must be Yan Yiran's man. Yan Yiran really cared about Mo Ling and monitored Qianyuan Hall from all angles. Feng Jiuqing suspected that even a speck of dust on the floor tile would be detected by them.

But in this way, it would be much more difficult for Feng Jiuqing to get in touch with the outside world. Feng Jiuqing had reason to suspect that Yan Yiran was deliberately targeting him.

At night, Mo Ling returned to Qianyuan Palace. Feng Jiuqing sat on the chair and smiled at Mo Ling.

"Why don't you lie down? What are you doing up?"

Mo Ling glanced at Feng Jiuqing disapprovingly and carried him into the inner room. He originally wanted to teach this little liar who didn't take care of his body a lesson, but when he saw Feng Jiuqing's pale face, he couldn't bring himself to do it. In the end, he just pinched Feng Jiuqing's face.

"You always make me worry."

Feng Jiuqing broke free from Mo Ling's hands and snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, don't you want to interrogate Qingqing? Qingqing is right here, Your Majesty, interrogate her!"

Mo Ling frowned: "When did I ever try you?"

"Your Majesty has arrested all the people in Qianyuan Palace and asked Commander Yan to interrogate Qingqing. Didn't he bring the words that Qingqing asked Commander Yan to bring?" Feng Jiuqing turned his head to the side.

Mo Ling smiled and turned Feng Jiuqing's head around. Feng Jiuqing turned back again. Finally, Mo Ling held Feng Jiuqing's jaw and turned him in front of him.

Feng Jiuqing turned his eyes away, refusing to look at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling stroked Feng Jiuqing's lips and asked softly, "Qingqing is angry? Yiran is being unreasonable. I apologize to Qingqing on his behalf. Don't be angry, okay?"

Feng Jiuqing said awkwardly: "Ayan's words are not sincere at all, so I don't want to pay attention to Ayan."

Mo Ling smiled gently and asked softly, "Then what do you think is considered sincere?"

Feng Jiuqing glared at Mo Ling, snorted and said nothing.

Mo Ling lowered his head and kissed Feng Jiuqing, then pulled her into his arms: "I feel sorry for you, so why would I interrogate you? If you get angry again, I don't know what to do."

Feng Jiuqing said in a muffled voice: "Ayan always lies to Qingqing."

Mo Ling chuckled and said, "Sir, don't joke. How could I lie to you?"

Haven't you lied enough, my lord?

Feng Jiuqing insisted: "After all, Ayan still doubts Qingqing. Qingqing knows that because Qingqing came from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Ayan has always had a grudge against Qingqing. But Qingqing's feelings for Ayan are absolutely genuine, and she has never had the slightest intention to harm Ayan. Can Ayan please stop doubting Qingqing?"

At the end of his speech, Feng Jiuqing's voice already had a hint of tears in it.

Mo Ling felt a sudden pain in his heart. He wiped away the tears of the person in his arms with his hands and coaxed her softly, "Qingqing, don't cry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted Qingqing. I apologize to you. Qingqing, don't cry. Your crying hurts me."

Feng Jiuqing sobbed, "Will A Yan still doubt Qing Qing in the future? Will he still let people interrogate Qing Qing?"

Mo Ling kissed away the tears on Feng Jiuqing's face and said, "No more, my heart is broken by your crying."

After getting Mo Ling's assurance, Feng Jiuqing opened her eyes and looked at Mo Ling, her eyes full of tears, looking so pitiful.

"Ayan, you can doubt anything, but you can't doubt Qingqing's sincerity towards you. In this world, Ayan is the only person Qingqing loves the most, and Qingqing will never, ever hurt Ayan."

Mo Ling's eyes flashed with regret, and he coaxed the person in his arms softly: "I know that Qingqing is also someone I like. I will not doubt Qingqing anymore."

Feng Jiuqing then became obedient and rubbed Mo Ling's neck: "Ayan is the best."

Mo Ling accompanied Feng Jiuqing for many days in a row. The two of them were inseparable and extremely sweet, making all the palace ladies envious, except Yan Yiran.

Imperial Palace, Xuanshi Hall.

Jiazi was half-kneeling on the ground, with Wen Chu, who was covered in scars and unconscious, next to him.

"My Lord, I have found General Wen, but he is seriously injured and has not yet woken up."

Jiazi recounted where and how he found Wen Chu, then lowered his head and waited for Mo Ling's order.

Mo Ling glanced at the unconscious Wen Chu, his eyes unable to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Take him away and arrange for the imperial physician to take good care of him. Notify me when he wakes up."

"Yes!"

After Jiazi took Wen Chu away, Yan Yiran came out from the darkness.

Mo Ling looked at him and said, "Yi Ran, is what Jia Zi said true?"

Yan Yiran nodded: "Most of it is true."

"Most of them?" Mo Ling's eyes darkened a little.

Yan Yiran handed over a memorial. The more Mo Ling read it, the gloomier his expression became. After he finished reading it, he was already slightly angry.

"You mean, Jiazi went to meet someone and immediately found Wen Chu?"

Yan Yiran nodded: "Yes, according to the news sent back by the Hidden Dragon Guard, that person is very mysterious. I suspect that he is the Grand Tutor."

"At the same time, the Hidden Dragon Guards also found a batch of grain shipped to the northern border in Jiangcheng, which is suspected to be the batch lost in Jiangning. Your Majesty, do you want me to send someone to intercept that batch of grain?"

Mo Ling nodded: "Intercept it. If it is the relief grain from Jiangning, we can transport it directly to Jiangning."

"Yes!"

After Yan Yiran took the order and left, Mo Ling put down the memorial in his hand. Was it really the Grand Tutor who robbed the disaster relief grain in Jiangning?

But why would he do this?

No matter how short of food the North Border is, they still have food to eat. The earthquake in Jiangning caused countless casualties, so the situation must be more critical than that in the North Border. The Grand Master must understand this. But if he understands this, why would he do such a thing? Could it be that the Grand Master chose to retire just to confuse him?

If the Grand Tutor wanted the throne, he could have taken it away back then. Why did he support him? This was irrational, but Mo Ling thought about it again. The Grand Tutor had never done things in a irrational way.

"What is Ah Ling thinking about? Why is he so worried?"

Mo Ling raised his eyes to look at the person who came over, revealing a slight smile: "Why is Qingqing here? Why don't you stay in Qianyuan Palace to recuperate?"

Feng Jiuqing put the stewed rock sugar white fungus aside and smiled at Mo Ling: "I wanted to come and see if Qingqing's A Yan is taking good care of himself."

Mo Ling pulled her into his arms and whispered, "There are so many people in Xuanshi Palace taking care of me, what are you worried about? But you, Qingqing, are running around with injuries on your body, you should be punished!"

*************

Author bacteria flash:

Give the kids a heads-up in advance.

A huge knife warning is about to be launched. For those who want to wait for Qingqing to resume her status as Grand Tutor or those who cannot accept the knife, it is recommended that you wait until the Capital line is updated and jump directly to the next stage, Wind of the North.

This knife is inevitable, because up to now it has been Qingqing who has been giving and giving in, because he was the one who fell in love first and is the loser.

They are not equal. Mo Ling has always treated Qingqing as a superior and a controller. Although Qingqing loves Mo Ling, she has always been lacking love and has never been favored by anyone, so she instinctively does not believe in feelings.

He always wanted to escape, but he was inevitably attracted, so he was deceiving Mo Ling and himself. Even someone as smart as Qing Qing would be blind in love because he loved too much.

That's why he was restricted in every aspect of the palace, because Ming Qing had no way to resist Mo Ling as the emperor. It was also because of the restrictions that he received information late, and he never guarded against Mo Ling, nor did he ever think of hurting Mo Ling.

But the people behind the scenes will not let go of such a good opportunity, especially since Ming Qing and the Grand Tutor have ruined his plans time and time again. (Ah, I can't say any more, or it will spoil the whole thing.)

The reason why Qingqing had to go to the northern border to resume his status as Grand Tutor was because Grand Tutor was Qingqing's only way out in this relationship, and it was also the opportunity he left for himself to regret.

Although the author is also reluctant to let go, they have come to this point and it is no longer under my control.

I really want to open the Northern Border directly, ahhhhhhhh, but I can’t keep up with the typing speed, I’m bald, and I need a pair of hands that can update 20,000 words a day!