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

The system sneered: "Feng Jiuqing, you dare to say that to me?"

Feng Jiuqing was just about to argue with the system when a familiar voice with a hint of lust rang in his ears.

"Qingqing."

Mo Ling had already reached Feng Jiuqing's ear at some point, almost to the point where he could touch it just by turning his head.

The tips of Feng Jiuqing's ears turned red. He raised his eyes and glared at someone who was very close to him, then moved to the side to keep some distance.

The moment Feng Jiuqing lowered his head, he took advantage of the system's inattention and grabbed the system and sucked it happily. The system kicked wildly with all four legs, trying to kick away a certain plush lover, but failed, and could only be spread out like a cat pancake, allowing others to bully it.

"Tongzi, it's so hard to play the role of Little White Flower. I want to give up.jpg"

"Oh."

The system said indifferently: "Then give up. It is really not suitable. It is more reliable for you to play the role of the Piranha Plant."

"Man-eating plant? You are ridiculous. If a man-eating plant were to fight against Yan'er, wouldn't that be bullying? My Yan'er is timid and can't stand the destruction of the man-eating plant."

After escaping Feng Jiuqing's clutches, the system shook its head and said, "It's terrible. People who are blinded by love are hard to deal with. They are clearly man-eating plants and they won't let anyone say anything. Humph!"

"Who is the Piranha Plant? It seems that Tongzi has a big misunderstanding about me. I am so sunny and handsome, how could I be a Piranha Plant?"

The system took advantage of the fact that Feng Jiuqing couldn't get up to catch him and attacked him directly.

"You might as well ask the ministers in the court, or ask the person next to you directly. I can open a mind-eavesdropping device for you for free. I think their inner voices will give you the answer."

"Mind-eavesdropping device? Tongzi, did you do something behind my back? Why are you suddenly so generous?"

The system froze. Oops, I accidentally let the cat out of the bag.

"Well, I have exceeded the mission target, so the main system has also given me a few points as a bonus. However, I warn you, Feng Jiuqing, not to take my bonus!"

Feng Jiuqing glanced at the furry system: "Stingy, when did I ever think of taking your bonus?"

The system held up its chubby face with its cat paws, and the resentment in its eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black mist.

"You said you were investing your last bonus, but you ended up losing it all. You said you were bored so you could buy a Tamagotchi, but then you encountered the card-drawing game where you kept cutting leeks. Even if you invested all your bonus, it wouldn't be enough to buy a card for my little Hakimi!"

"Isn't that an accident?" Feng Jiuqing touched his nose embarrassedly. Who knew that the system was such a black-faced person. Every time he drew a card, he got a guaranteed minimum + crooked card, which really hurt him.

"Accident!?"

There was no light in the system's cat pupils, and it looked like it was about to break.

"Well, next time you will definitely pay out as soon as you get out, don't be sad. Didn't your Hakimi say that instead of using all your points to buy his cards, he hopes that you can live a better and happier life in reality. Whether you spend points on him or not, he is your Hakimi and will always support all your decisions."

The system whimpered, "But I just wanted to draw my Hakimi's limited card. Why did I have to get a guaranteed card and get a crooked card? Woohoo, I'm going to spend one point to draw a circle and make the leeks eat eggs boiled in dirty water for the rest of their lives!"

Feng Jiuqing agreed and said, "Tongzi is right. Throw rotten eggs at him!"

The whole cat seemed to have received a huge blow, and rolled itself up into a ball, feeling hopeless.jpg

Feng Jiuqing silently transferred 200 points to the system, just as a way to comfort a certain ruthless general.

Seeing Feng Jiuqing lowering her head, Mo Ling pulled her closer and asked softly, "Qingqing, are you shy? That's rare."

Feng Jiuqing shook his head, glanced at Mo Ling nonchalantly, and then shifted his gaze to the table.

"No."

"Really?"

Feng Jiuqing did not answer, his eyes fixed on the dining table, his peripheral vision paying unnoticeable attention to Mo Ling.

Mo Ling's eyes flashed with a smile, and after the person opposite ignored him, he casually drank the wine in front of him. Then he poured another glass, put it to his lips but did not rush to drink it. He closed his eyes and sniffed the aroma of the wine, as if he was intoxicated by the lingering fragrance of the fine wine.

Feng Jiuqing paused for a moment while eating, but soon he buried his head in his food again. The long chopsticks made of gold were slightly bent.

Yan Er is really awesome, he likes drinking so much? Don’t you know that drinking is harmful to your health?

Feng Jiuqing watched Mo Ling savoring the wine from the corner of his eyes, and felt that the food that was originally very delicious was now tasteless. He was not angry, but the food that had previously suited his appetite suddenly became unpalatable.

Just as Feng Jiuqing was about to put down his chopsticks, a piece of shrimp suddenly appeared in the bowl. Feng Jiuqing looked up along the hand holding the chopsticks, and someone who was addicted to fine wine calmly put the serving chopsticks aside and placed a plate of peeled shrimp in front of Feng Jiuqing.

"You looked at it several times, I guess you like it. Want to try it?"

Mo Ling seemed to be talking about something extremely ordinary, and he even raised his eyebrows and smiled at Feng Jiuqing.

The waiter had already left, so this piece of shrimp should have been peeled by Yan'er. But doesn't Yan'er have mysophobia? He had some signs when he was still stupid, and later when his brain got better, his mysophobia became more obvious. If he was stained with the slightest bit of dirt, Yan'er would immediately replace it.

Peeling shrimps is a job that is extremely easy to get your hands dirty, but it actually happened to Yan'er. It always feels a bit mysterious. Well, although Feng Jiuqing's appearance in this world itself is a kind of fantasy.

Feng Jiuqing smiled, and his frown relaxed. Although he was a little angry before, he forgave him for the time being because Yan'er peeled the shrimp for him. Feng Jiuqing picked up a piece of shrimp and put it in his mouth to taste it. It was surprisingly delicious. It turned out that shrimps tasted better when they were peeled by others.

Mo Ling paid close attention to Feng Jiuqing's every move, and would replenish the little hamster's food from time to time when it was almost finished.

"No, I can't eat it, Ayan."

Mo Ling paused with his chopsticks: "Not angry anymore?"

Feng Jiuqing's face turned red, and he glared at the instigator: "I'm not angry."

"Well, Qingqing said no, then no. I was just overthinking."

Mo Ling suddenly changed the subject: "There will be some unrest outside in the near future. I originally wanted to wait until everything is settled before taking you out of Xitai Tower, but now that you are in Prince Zhao's Mansion, stay with Yan and don't leave."

Is Mo Ling going to take action? Feng Jiuqing's eyes turned, and he knew what Mo Ling was going to do, so he responded lightly: "Okay, but my servants are still in Xitai Tower, can A Yan take them out?"

Mo Ling stretched out his hand and pinched Feng Jiuqing's face: "Don't worry, they will be fine. The people I arranged in Xitai Tower will protect them."