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

"Then I should have been unhappy before, right? But now that you're here, am I happy or unhappy?"

The corners of Mo Ling's eyes were slightly red, but his dark pupils became even more deep and attractive.

Feng Jiuqing laughed out loud: "If you feel happy, then be happy. If you feel unhappy, then I will drink with you until you are happy, okay?"

"it is good."

In just a moment, another drunkard appeared on the rooftop where there was originally only one drunkard.

"Are you happy now?"

Feng Jiuqing had a slight blush on his face and asked the drunkard next to him in a low voice.

"Is it important to you whether I am happy or unhappy?"

Mo Ling drank the wine in one gulp and threw the jar to the ground, where it broke into several pieces with a "pop".

"It's important. You're the person I like. Your emotions are of course important to me."

Feng Jiuqing spoke slowly, but every word was very clear.

The tips of Mo Ling's ears were stained with a thin layer of pink. Perhaps because he was drunk, he blurted out a sentence without thinking: "Do you like me very much? How much do you like me?"

"I like you very much! I like you as much as I want. You know, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. At that time, I thought how could there be such a beautiful and pure person."

Feng Jiuqing seemed to be quite drunk.

Mo Ling suddenly moved closer to Feng Jiuqing, almost with his nose touching.

"What is there about me that you like? Do you like my identity, my face, or my personality?"

Mo Ling persuaded her patiently, with a hint of temptation.

"As long as the person who likes you is you, I will like you." Feng Jiuqing, the little drunkard, was completely unreasonable and directly gave an answer that was not among the options.

After saying that, he fell on the roof with a thud, mumbling something that was not clearly audible.

Mo Ling scratched Feng Jiuqing's nose, without a trace of drunkenness in his eyes.

"You little heartless guy, you said you would drink with me, but you got drunk first."

"Not drunk."

Feng Jiuqing couldn't even open his eyes, and he was still refuting Mo Ling.

"Really?" Mo Ling held the person in his arms with a slight smile in his eyes.

"If one day, the Grand Master and I can only choose one, who will you choose, little drunkard?"

Feng Jiuqing rubbed his head in Mo Ling's arms, looking uncomfortable.

Mo Ling shook his head, thinking to himself, why bother with a little drunkard.

"Choose A-Yan."

Mo Ling paused, no emotion discernible in his eyes.

"What did you say, say it again?"

But the person in his arms seemed to have fallen asleep, and he didn't say another word until Mo Ling sent him back.

Mo Ling put Feng Jiuqing on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He stood at the head of the bed for a long time before he sighed and said, "Qingqing, what do you think I should do with you?"

After Mo Ling left, the person sleeping soundly on the bed opened his eyes, not showing any sign of drunkenness at all.

"You don't believe me after all." Feng Jiuqing whispered.

"The emperor is suspicious, it's not right that he trusts you completely, right?"

The system appeared out of nowhere and sat on Feng Jiuqing's pillow.

"Maybe, Master, don't you think it's bad for you to do this?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the system dimly.

"What's wrong?" The system didn't respond.

"You are still young. Please avoid looking at things you shouldn't. Be careful of getting stye." Feng Jiuqing scared the system slowly.

The system rolled its eyes at Feng Jiuqing: "Tsk, I'm not a carbon-based creature, so I won't have any needle holes."

"That's not necessarily true. Have you ever heard of Murphy's Law?" Feng Jiuqing tried to fool the system seriously.

The system suddenly jumped into the quilt: "No, don't try to scare me."

Feng Jiuqing snorted and laughed: "Then why don't you come out from under the quilt."

"No, according to the supernatural laws of the Earth, quilts can avoid all supernatural harm."

"You understand all this?" Feng Jiuqing took the opportunity to rub the system's head: "Did you go out to study without telling me?"

The system curled its lips and said, "Don't you know there is something called artificial intelligence resource sharing?"

"Really?" Feng Jiuqing continued to pet the cat: "Why do you still hide under the quilt when you have this kind of cheat?"

The system pushed Feng Jiuqing's hand away: "I'm happy with it!"

After the matter of Xitai Tower was dealt with, Mo Ling had no need to stay here, so he prepared to take Feng Jiuqing back to the capital. Feng Jiuqing happened to have some matters to deal with in the capital, so it was no big deal to go with him. Moreover, he hadn't eaten Mo Ling yet, so how could he let go of such a piece of prime meat?

However, before they got halfway, they were blocked. Because Mo Ling's identity could not be exposed, he returned to Beijing under the identity of Bai Yunjin.

After Bai Yunjin sentenced all the officials of Jiangning Prefecture who were related to Yuxitai Tower according to the law, he was called Bai Qingtian of Jiangning. When he left Jiangning, the people lined the streets to see him off, so that Bai Yunjin's reputation spread even further.

So we had this scene before us, where Mo Ling's carriage was stopped by someone, who begged him to make a decision, saying that he had a grievance to redress.

It must be said that this person did a great job. If he hadn't filed a complaint, it would have been fine. But once he did, he made a big deal and filed a complaint directly to the emperor. Whether Mo Ling was the emperor or Bai Yujin in disguise, he couldn't just sit back and watch the injustice before him.

But before the people who were crying out for justice had a chance to tell their grievances, the Suizhou prefect brought a group of people to surround them. The Suizhou prefect was not tall, a little fat, and his eyes were always smiling, a typical smiling tiger.

"Oh, I am sorry to bother you, Lord Bai. This man is a fugitive from prison. I accidentally let him run out and bumped into you, Lord Bai. This is really wrong."

Logically speaking, the prefect should know Mo Ling, but this Suizhou prefect had been sent out to serve as an official, and after Mo Ling ascended the throne, he was promoted to Suizhou prefect several times, but he had never seen Mo Ling. So he naturally mistook Mo Ling for Bai Yunjin, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice.

"I will have someone take him back right away."

At the same time, he took out some boxes, looked at Mo Ling with a smile and said, "Wang Jing, the governor of Suizhou, Xiaguan, this is just a small gift. It is not a respect. I hope that Master Bai will say a few good words for me in front of His Majesty after he returns."

Feng Jiuqing suppressed his smile and glanced at Mo Ling's expression. Although it was the same as usual, with no expression, Feng Jiuqing knew that Mo Ling was angry. The gift happened to be delivered to the emperor. Feng Jiuqing didn't know whether to say that this person was smart or not.

The person who was originally begging Mo Ling to make the decision on the ground now had a pale face. He stood up tremblingly and spat at Mo Ling.

"Bah! I thought there really was a Bai Qingtian, but I didn't expect he was the same as this dog official! You officials protect each other and wrongly accuse the people, you will not die well!"

Feng Jiuqing lowered his head to hide his smile. When he was the Grand Master, he didn't dare to do this to Mo Ling. This man is very brave. He dares to do things that others dare not do. I would like to call him a true warrior.

"Someone come and slap him in the face! You dare to slander Lord Bai, don't you know who you are?"

After the prefect finished shouting, he turned around and said to Mo Ling with a humble smile: "Master Bai, this man is arrogant by nature. I will definitely punish him severely. Please do not meet with such a lowly person."