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

Zhu Feng looked at the man with a sincere look in his eyes: "The host did not deceive Zhu Feng in any way. Everything was done voluntarily by Zhu Feng."

"Fool."

The man was not in a good mood tonight and didn't want to explain anything to this fool.

"Okay, I can not kill him, but your life is mine."

Zhufeng and Lou Xinyu both breathed a sigh of relief. The man wiped the blood off the knife and said slowly, "Don't be too happy too soon. For Zhufeng's sake, Lou Xinyu, I'll give you a chance to live, as long as you tell me where the account book is."

Lou Xinyu still pointed at the cabinet and said, "It's all in there. I really didn't lie to you, sir."

The man seemed too lazy to expose Lou Xinyu, and pointed at the cabinet and said, "Then go and give it to me."

Lou Xinyu stood up tremblingly, walked to the cabinet, took out the things inside and placed them in front of the man.

"My lord, they are all here."

Feng Jiuqing flipped through it casually and threw it into an empty box: "Pack them all up."

"Yes."

Faced with the sword, Lou Xinyu did not dare to disobey and found a box to put all the account books in.

After everything was packed, the man looked at the packed account books lazily and said, "You go, Zhufeng stay."

Lou Xinyu was delighted, but he didn't dare to show it. After confirming that the person sitting there didn't mean to stop him and really wanted to let him go, he turned around and walked quickly out the door. The moment he walked out the door, Lou Xinyu smiled with relief.

"what--"

A heart-wrenching scream was particularly clear in the darkness.

Lou Xinyu's right hand was empty, a broken arm fell to the ground, and bright red blood continued to flow out of the wound.

"what--."

He turned around with disbelief and hatred in his eyes: "You promised Zhufeng that you wouldn't kill me."

The man was still sitting on the chair, looking at the account book with his head tilted, without even glancing at Lou Xinyu.

"I'm only cutting off one of your arms. This is the greatest kindness I can show you for Feng Zhui's sake. Why don't you just get out of here? Are you waiting for me to change my mind?"

The severe pain and blood loss made Lou Xinyu's face pale. He didn't dare to provoke this man again. He covered his right shoulder and staggered away.

After Lou Xinyu's figure disappeared into the night, Zhufeng lowered his eyes, looking indifferent and ready to be slaughtered.

The man didn't do anything to him. Instead, he threw him a bottle of medicine, stood up and walked to the cabinet where the account book was placed. He touched it a few times and a secret door slowly opened.

"Medicine for your injuries. You'd better wait here until I come out."

After Zhufeng took the medicine, he swallowed it without even looking at it. Whether it was a life-saving medicine or a poison, he had no choice. But after swallowing it, he did feel that the pain in his body was relieved a little. Perhaps the adult was not lying to him.

Not long after, he saw the man coming out with a small box. When he came in front of him, he nodded at the box where the host had packed the account book, and said, "Take it and follow me."

Zhufeng silently picked up the box and followed the man.

The moonlight was cool tonight, and Mo Ling sat in front of the window, the flickering candlelight illuminating the entire room.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a crisp knock on the door. Mo Ling frowned and put down the secret letter in his hand. Knocking on his door in the middle of the night was not something a decent person would do.

Sure enough, before he could say anything, the man pushed the door open and walked in.

"Looks like I came just in time."

Mo Ling's eyes flashed with surprise. He put down the secret letter in his hand, stood up and said, "Emperor Master."

"Heh~."

The man seemed to chuckle and placed the two boxes in front of Mo Ling.

"It is a relief that Your Majesty still remembers me."

Mo Ling showed a gentle smile on his face: "The Imperial Master is an important official of the country, and also my mentor. I will always remember him in my heart."

"is it?"

The man called Emperor Master sat lazily opposite Mo Ling and casually placed a black piece. The black piece, which had been forced into a desperate situation by the white piece, instantly counterattacked.

"The Emperor's chess moves are still as sharp as ever."

Mo Ling was no longer as cold and domineering as before in front of Ming Qing. Instead, he restrained all his sharpness and became as docile as a stray deer. His eyes were as clear as a mountain stream, without any impurities, innocent and ignorant, just like before.

The man opposite pointed at the box indifferently: "Do you know what this is?"

Mo Ling looked at it for a while and said sincerely, "I don't know."

The person opposite raised his eyes and squinted, as if he was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"I heard that your majesty felt that I was the mastermind behind Xitai Tower, so I came here specially to clear my name."

Mo Ling's eyes widened a little, but he quickly lowered them to hide his emotions. He sat back in his chair and picked up the white piece but did not put it down.

"I just want to find out who is behind Xitai Tower, not to suspect the Imperial Master."

"Oh~really? I think, in your majesty's eyes, I am a person who will do anything to achieve my goal."

Mo Ling placed the white piece with a smile, and the chess game changed again. Mo Ling made a wrong move and lost the whole game.

"When have I ever deceived the Imperial Master? I have never felt that the Imperial Master would do anything unscrupulous."

The man shifted his gaze to Mo Ling's face, then poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and said, "That's right. The Xitai Tower account books you're looking for are all in the box. By the way, the owner of Xitai Tower should be on his way out. If your people are fast enough, they should be able to stop him."

Mo Ling glanced out the window, then nodded: "Thank you, Master Emperor."

The man put down his teacup and said in a neutral tone: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me. If the owner of Xitai Tower is me, then your Majesty may have worked in vain. It's too early to thank you now."

Mo Ling's pair of majestic phoenix eyes were opened wide by him to look innocent and pitiful, "It's my fault, don't be angry, Imperial Master."

The man raised his eyelids, glanced at Mo Ling calmly and said, "Your Majesty is the supreme ruler. How can you apologize to a minister with your worth of millions of gold? I cannot accept it."

Mo Ling smiled slightly, his voice as gentle as the wind tonight, taking away the unbearable heat of the summer night.

"There is nothing that the Imperial Master cannot bear. The Imperial Master can bear everything."

The person opposite seemed to smile, then stood up unexpectedly and approached Mo Ling's face.

"Your Majesty is really——"

The man paused, chuckled, and distanced himself from Mo Ling again.

"The items have been delivered, and the rest is up to your majesty."

The man walked to the door, paused, and looked up for a while: "There are no clouds tonight, and the stars in the night sky are beautiful. I will not continue to disturb Your Majesty."

Mo Ling looked out the window at the starry sky. It was indeed beautiful, just like—

A long-lost memory suddenly surfaced in Mo Ling's mind. Before he could see clearly, he heard a voice from afar, interrupting his thoughts.

"no next time."

Perhaps because it is too far away, even in the silence of the night, it is still so light that it seems to be blown away by the wind.

Mo Ling's eyes darkened a little, and he moved the white piece that had been on the chessboard to another position. The situation on the chessboard changed again, but he only sighed.

"Imperial Master——"