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

"Are you really going to leave? Can't you stay a few more days?"

Wen Chu was a big man with red eyes and tears welling up in them.

Feng Jiuqing avoided his gaze. Of course she had to leave now. If she didn't leave now, Mo Ling would return to Beijing. When he came back, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to leave.

"Why are you crying? It's not like I won't come back. I'll bring you a gift next time, okay?" Feng Jiuqing coaxed Wen Chu with a helpless smile.

Wen Chu was still in a bad mood. He secretly glared at a certain blue-eyed little wolf cub. Why did the marshal want to take this wolf cub away? Why couldn't he go with the marshal!

"Then you must remember to come back, and remember to write to me if you are not back."

Feng Jiuqing frowned and threatened Wen Chu deliberately: "Study hard, I will write to you and test you. If I find that you are lazy, I will never come back."

Wen Chu nodded quickly: "I will study hard, you must remember to come back to see me."

"Okay, when have I ever broken a promise?" Feng Jiuqing agreed with a smile.

Wen Chu stretched out a hand: "The gentleman's words are so good that even four horses can't catch up with him!"

Feng Jiuqing stretched out his right hand and clapped hands with him, saying: "A gentleman's word is as good as four horses. Study hard. I'm leaving now."

Feng Jiuqing took Wuyou and Yuebai onto the carriage. Wen Chu watched the slow carriage go away, tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't help but yell, "Mingqing! You must remember to come back!"

The sound was so loud that it startled the birds nesting in the forest, and they flew into the air and circled, chirping.

Feng Jiuqing pulled aside the curtain and waved his hand, then touched Wuyou's head and said softly, "Wuyou can't learn Uncle Wen's loud voice, but you can learn martial arts from Uncle Wen. You have to learn to choose the good ones and follow them. Do you understand?"

Wuyou nodded obediently: "Wuyou understands."

Suddenly, a horse neighed in the distance, followed by the sound of horse hooves. Feng Jiuqing did not pay much attention to it. After all, this was an official road outside the capital, so the sound of horse hooves was normal. Feng Jiuqing continued to teach Wuyou. There was peace in the carriage, not affected by the outside world at all.

Until the carriage suddenly shook violently, Wuyou was almost thrown to the ground. Feng Jiuqing hurriedly pulled Wuyou up and frowned, "What's wrong?"

No one outside answered him. Feng Jiuqing had a feeling something was wrong, so he pulled Wuyou behind him and slowly opened the curtain. Then he saw a face outside with surprise slowly turning into anger.

Feng Jiuqing lowered the curtain with a trembling hand and swallowed his saliva. He must have opened it the wrong way just now, otherwise how could he see Yan'er? He tried opening it again.

This time, when he opened the curtain, he saw a face as heavy as water. Feng Jiuqing shook it again, and the curtain closed again. Feng Jiuqing turned around and asked Wuyou in a daze: "You didn't see anything just now, right?"

Wuyou didn't understand why Feng Jiuqing asked this, but he still shook his head and said honestly: "I saw Brother Qingqing's brother."

Feng Jiuqing covered Wuyou's eyes, trying to deceive himself: "No, you didn't see anything."

"Qingqing, how long are you going to stay in there? If you don't come out, I will do it myself."

Mo Ling's voice was different from usual, as if he was suppressing a huge amount of anger.

Feng Jiuqing could no longer pretend that he didn't know, so he could only lift the curtain and smile timidly at Mo Ling: "What a coincidence, long time no see."

"Unfortunately, I came here specially to see you. It won't be long, just thirty days." Mo Ling's face was not only as cold as ice, his voice was also as cold as ice.

Feng Jiuqing inexplicably felt that there was something wrong with the sun this summer. Why was it a little cold?

He had clearly received information that Mo Ling would not return to Beijing for at least three days, so how come he arrived so much earlier? He had the bad luck to meet him.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

Mo Ling pulled the person out and held him in his arms. His dark eyes almost sucked Feng Jiuqing in.

Feng Jiuqing's mind was spinning rapidly, but his face looked very innocent, and he began to lie: "Qingqing was resting well in the inn, but was kidnapped from her sleep, and was later rescued by the Grand Master's people."

"Why don't you come to see Yu?" Mo Ling continued to ask a deadly question.

"I had some things to deal with, so I was delayed." Feng Jiuqing looked innocent, trying to make Mo Ling believe it first.

"Something wrong? Why don't you write to me to let me know you're safe?"

After finally escaping, who would be so stupid as to write a letter to the person he was escaping from? Feng Jiuqing lowered his head, looking apologetic: "There were so many things to do that I didn't have time."

Mo Ling pointed at Wuyou who had just gotten out of the car and said, "You have time to take the wolf cub to your side. But you don't have time to write a letter to Yu?"

Feng Jiuqing froze. He was screwed. What should he do? Mo Ling didn't seem to be buying into his lies.

"I didn't pick you up on purpose. I just happened to meet you and went along with you." Feng Jiuqing blinked, trying to arouse someone's sympathy.

But someone was not moved at all, and his voice became even colder: "Really? Then the person who sent you just now also happened to know you? That's right, you are the Grand Tutor's man, it's normal for you to know General Wen, right?"

Oh no, he actually saw Wen Ruo sending him a gift, which aroused his jealous nature. Feng Jiuqing rarely felt a little scared.

"Qingqing and General Wen are just friends."

Mo Ling lifted Feng Jiuqing's chin and stroked his lips.

"Really? Qingqing, do you have many friends outside? When will you introduce them to me?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling aggrievedly: "Not many, just some friends."

"How much is some? Is the rest also included in this some?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling with moist eyes: "Of course not, Ayan is different. They are just friends, Ayan is——"

Brainiac, that's right, even if she was suppressed by Mo Ling, Feng Jiuqing still firmly believed that Mo Ling was his brainiac.

"What is it?" Mo Ling continued to ask.

Feng Jiuqing's face turned slightly red: "Brain woman."

"Brain woman? What does that mean?"

Feng Jiuqing lied with his eyes open: "It was my husband's idea to stay in the place where I was."

After saying this, the tips of her ears were covered with a thin layer of pink, and she was obviously a little shy.

Even though Mo Ling didn't know what "Nao Po" meant, judging from the literal meaning, it didn't sound like "husband", but more like "wife". Qing Qing was really bold. Mo Ling couldn't help but recall that day when Feng Jiuqing actually wanted to be on top. Combined with the current situation, he could almost be sure that Feng Jiuqing was lying to him.

"Qingqing, you are always lying," Mo Ling held her tighter.

"I didn't!" Feng Jiuqing denied immediately.

Seeing the person in front of him who was so lively and could argue with him, Mo Ling's heart finally settled down.

"Why did you leave the capital when you knew I would return?"

Of course it's to avoid you, what else could it be? Feng Jiuqing hesitated: "Of course it's to see A Yan as soon as possible."

Little liar, you don't tell a word of truth! Mo Ling hugged Feng Jiuqing's waist and climbed onto the horse. When he returned to the palace, he must teach this little liar a profound lesson, otherwise this little liar would not remember it at all.

He's made him worry for so long, this heartless little bastard really needs to be taught a lesson.