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

Mo Ling shook his head with a sullen face. "It is obvious that the Grand Tutor has more value in keeping Mingqing by my side than taking him away, so I think the person behind the scenes is probably not the Grand Tutor. I have also speculated about the Grand Tutor, but the evidence of Xitai Tower's crime was personally investigated by the Grand Tutor and given to me. With all these factors, if the person behind the scenes is really the Grand Tutor, I can't understand why he would do this."

Mo Wenjun was silent for a while, then handed a jade pendant to Mo Ling.

"A Ling, do you know who kidnapped me this time? I found this on them."

Mo Ling's eyes widened. He looked at the jade pendant, then at Mo Wenjun: "How could this be? How could it be a token of the Grand Tutor's Mansion?"

"I don't know either. I took it from those people. I am a sickly prince. I don't know how I offended the Grand Tutor. Not only did they kidnap me, they also poisoned me. It's really a waste."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Mo Wenjun's face, and he smiled helplessly.

Mo Ling looked at the jade pendant carefully, and after confirming that it was from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, he put the jade pendant into his sleeve.

"It's not like he would do such an obvious thing."

Mo Wenjun's eyes flashed with hurt when he heard this, and he said in disbelief: "A Ling, you don't believe in your brother?"

"That's not what I meant," Mo Ling explained hurriedly, "but based on my understanding of the Grand Master, something that could leave such a big mistake is unlikely to be the work of the Grand Master."

Mo Wenjun's complexion finally improved a little, and he asked softly, "Who do you think did this, A Ling?"

Mo Ling pinched his brows and said, "I don't know. My brother usually stays indoors and doesn't go out. He hasn't offended anyone. He has suffered this disaster for no reason. I really can't think of who did it."

Mo Wenjun helped Mo Ling smooth his frown again and said softly, "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Since that person dared to do it, he will reveal his true colors eventually. The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. We can only be prepared."

Mo Ling closed his eyes and opened them quickly: "I am a little worried about Ming Qing. Why did the person behind this arrest him?"

Mo Wenjun's eyes darkened a little: "Does A Ling like Iris so much?"

Mo Ling was silent for a while, then he looked at the chess piece in his hand and said, "I don't know, but after he disappeared, I always felt like there was something missing in my heart."

Mo Wenjun patted Mo Ling on the shoulder and said, "That's how I treated your sister-in-law. It wasn't until I married her that the void in my heart was filled. Ah Ling, you're really in love with her."

"Relax, a person like Iris is very valuable to anyone. They won't kill him easily, but it's hard to say whether they will use other means. After all, Iris' greatest value is being appreciated by others."

Mo Ling's eyes suddenly became a little fierce. He couldn't bear to abuse the people he loved. If he was abused by others, just thinking about it would drive him crazy.

"Impossible! I will definitely kill them!"

Mo Wenjun shook his head: "You should find the person first."

Mo Ling sat back a little, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes: "I have sent out all the Hidden Dragon Guards, and there has been no news so far."

Mo Wenjun comforted him: "Maybe it's not as bad as you think. We will find it eventually."

Mo Ling didn't say anything, he closed his eyes and no one knew what he was thinking.

After Mo Ling left, Mo Wenjun sighed and said, "A Ling is too sentimental. He is an emperor, and he can't get anyone he wants. But he just likes the little pet of the Grand Tutor, and he is a man. If he takes the person back, he will suffer a lot of rumors. Not being able to find the person may not be a bad thing."

Capital, General's Mansion.

"Brother Qingqing is so awesome. I wish I could be as awesome as Brother Qingqing."

Feng Jiuqing jumped down from the martial arts training platform, rubbed Wuyou's head, and chuckled: "Then Wuyou should start practicing martial arts well now, and you will become very powerful when you grow up."

Wuyou's deep blue eyes were filled with the appearance of the person in front of him, and he said seriously: "Then when Wuyou grows up, can he protect Brother Qingqing?"

Feng Jiuqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then I will wait for Wuyou to grow up and protect me."

Wuyou nodded solemnly with a straight face: "I will definitely grow up soon."

Feng Jiuqing was amused by Wuyou's seriousness: "Why do you look so old at such a young age? You are still young, you should be more lively. It's okay if you get into trouble. I will cover it for you. Stop squatting and go play."

Wuyou shook his head with determination in his eyes: "Wuyou likes to practice martial arts."

Feng Jiuqing took his hand back: "Okay, but practicing is a long-term thing, there is no rush. Remember to rest when you are tired. Having a good body is the capital of practicing."

Wuyou's legs were numb and he had no feeling. He gritted his teeth and nodded: "I will."

"You're teaching the little wolf cub martial arts again?"

Wen Chu appeared not far away at some point, and Feng Jiuqing saw his smiling face when he looked up.

Feng Jiuqing sat on the chair and looked at Wen Chu lazily: "What little wolf cub? He is my brother. He has a name, Wuyou."

Wen Chu nodded in agreement with Feng Jiuqing's words: "Wuyou is a good name. However, his eyes are exactly the same as those of the wolf cubs at the border. Aren't you worried about him——"

Feng Jiuqing ruffled Wuyou's black hair again: "Since I picked him up, no matter who he was before, he can only be my brother, Feng Wuyou."

Wuyou's eyes flickered, it was great that he had a brother now, and he would no longer be a homeless child. But why did Brother Qingqing give him the surname Feng? Could it be that Brother Qingqing's full name was Feng Mingqing?

Wen Chu's face became serious. After careful observation, he did not see any trace of joking on Feng Jiuqing's face. If he was just Mingqing's younger brother, it would be fine. If this little wolf cub was given the surname Feng, then this little wolf cub must be the younger brother of Grand Tutor Feng Jiuqing.

"Feng Wuyou? Are you serious?"

Feng Jiuqing stood up and chuckled, "I know what you are thinking. It's just that if someone is not from my clan, his heart must be different. But I believe that Wuyou will not be a treacherous person."

Wen Chu lowered his head and his expression could not be seen, like a pitiful big dog: "Since it is your decision, Wen Chu agrees with it."

Feng Jiuqing touched his nose and pointed at the people lying on the ground, saying, "None of your people can fight. They can't even last more than ten moves with one hand. You happened to be here. Shall we practice?"

Wen Chu froze for a moment, took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuqing pulled out a long knife from the weapon rack and threw it to Wen Chu, and then he pulled out a long sword. When he was practicing with those soldiers before, he couldn't use weapons at all, and only Wen Chu allowed him to use weapons.

The weapons kept clashing with each other, making a buzzing sound and flashing swords and sabers. It was so fast that Wuyou could only see the afterimages of the two people.

Feng Jiuqing made a sword flower and stabbed Wen Chu's left shoulder with his long sword. Wen Chu was forced to withdraw his long sword to block, but Feng Jiuqing only feinted and knocked down his long sword while Wen Chu was blocking. The next moment, the sword was on Wen Chu's neck.