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

Mo Ling frowned and caressed Feng Jiuqing's earlobe lovingly: "Don't joke, sir."

Feng Jiuqing looked up at Mo Ling and begged, "Mingqing wants to ask His Majesty for an imperial decree. If His Majesty finds Mingqing annoying one day, how about letting Mingqing leave the palace?"

"Do you really want to leave me?"

Mo Ling bit Feng Jiuqing's earlobe. This little liar just wanted to leave. It was clearly him who broke in at the beginning. After stirring his heart, he regretted provoking him and wanted to leave.

There is no such good thing in the world. Since you are his, don't even think about leaving him in this life!

Feng Jiuqing felt the pain in his ear, but he did not beg for mercy like usual.

He seemed to feel no pain, and said in a steady tone: "If you don't abandon me, I will never leave you. Ming Qing just wants to find a way out, is that not possible? Or does Your Majesty not have confidence in yourself?"

The little liar actually learned to use provocation. After all, Qingqing was afraid that one day he would not want him anymore.

Mo Ling thought that this day would never come, so forget it, just reluctantly satisfy the little liar, since he was already in his hands anyway.

Mo Ling's warm breath hit Feng Jiuqing's ears, making his ears brighter than the brightest lipstick.

Mo Ling's eyes darkened a little, and his voice was hoarse: "Qingqing, please me, and you will get what you want."

Feng Jiuqing's originally calm heart suddenly became a little disturbed, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.

What did Mo Ling say? To please him?

Don't you know how bad his skills are?

He would rather Mo Ling punished him or simply refused to agree to him. After all, he was just acting out the insecure look of the abandoned Lu Qi who became the famous actress Iris.

He just wanted to fool Mo Ling and never thought of being fooled by Mo Ling.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting. He wanted to leave the palace in a matter of minutes, whether Mo Ling agreed or not was not important to him. After all, he was not Ming Qing who depended on Mo Ling's favor to survive, he was the imperial teacher Feng Jiuqing!

But what to do now? He had tried it last time, and it didn't work to attack Mo Ling by force. Now the arrow is on the string, how about he try to outsmart him?

"Ok?"

There was a hint of lust in Mo Ling's eyes, but his expression was very calm, like a beast that had already secured its prey.

She plucked the pipa gently, twisted it slowly, and then plucked it again, first playing the Nichang and then the Liuyao. As expected of the world's number one actor, if the pipa played by Feng Jiuqing was put outside, it would be the most popular among the young men in Wuling, and countless people would play the red silk for the song.

Mo Ling's eyes became darker and darker: "Is this how you plan to please me?"

Feng Jiuqing pretended not to understand: "But Qingqing's performance is not good? Then Qingqing, please change the song."

"No need for that. I want to hear Qingqing sing in person." Mo Ling picked up Feng Jiuqing and threw her on the quilt.

Last night the wind blew open the peach trees in the well, and the moon was high in front of the Weiyang Palace.

The sound of talking outside the door woke Feng Jiuqing up from his sleep. The pain he felt a month ago came back again, and Feng Jiuqing wanted to beat Mo Ling up!

Last night, I died halfway through my business venture!

I have never seen anyone living a worse life than Mo Ling. He would not know how to find someone else for such a thing. After all, he is not the one who is in pain!

The noise outside the door was getting louder and louder. Feng Jiuqing threw the teacup beside the bed out and said, "What are you arguing about?"

A young eunuch opened the door and quickly closed it. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Feng Jiuqing. After he came to his senses, he quickly knelt down and asked, "My Lord, are you awake?"

"Get up. Your Excellency?"

What a rubbish name! Why haven't I heard it before?

The young eunuch was delighted, his whole face smiling like a flower: "Yes, congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty issued an edict this morning to confer you the title of Noble Lord, the same rank as Noble Consort."

...I'm so happy!

Feng Jiuqing frowned, suddenly attacked by dead memories. The system's voice of "Empress Feng" kept floating back and forth in his mind, almost giving him PTSD.

No, Mo Ling actually risked the world's disapproval and made him his consort?

You're sick! Who the hell wants to be his concubine?

The noise outside the door continued. Feng Jiuqing was already annoyed, and became even more annoyed by the noise.

"What's going on outside the door?"

"This." The young eunuch seemed a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, or I'll go and see it myself." Feng Jiuqing said in a bad tone.

"My Lord, the maidservant beside the Queen Mother is outside the door. She said the Queen Mother wants to see you."

Queen Mother? Judging from the palace fighting dramas Feng Jiuqing occasionally watched in modern times, it must be no good.

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes and glanced at the young eunuch: "Don't call me Your Majesty, just call me Young Master."

"Yes."

Feng Jiuqing raised his chin and said, "Please help me and open the door."

"Yes."

The young eunuch looked embarrassed, but he still went to open the door. The moment he opened the door, he vaguely saw something flying out, and then there was no sound outside.

"Okay, quiet down, close the door, thank you."

The young eunuch closed the door and said with a smile: "Sir, you don't have to thank me."

Feng Jiuqing did not answer the eunuch, but fell down and continued to sleep. It was worthy of being the emperor's bedroom. The ice cubes provided in the summer were sufficient and suitable for sleeping.

Feng Jiuqing fell asleep quickly due to exhaustion. He heard footsteps approaching from afar, but he didn't want to pay attention to the person coming. Until a basin of water fell on his face, soaking Feng Jiuqing completely.

No matter how sleepy he was, Feng Jiuqing was no longer sleepy. He propped himself up and sat up, looking straight at the person who came with a murderous look in his eyes.

The empress dowager, who was originally furious, was also startled. The beauty's clothes were half wet, and water droplets slid down her hair, giving her a unique sense of broken beauty. No wonder his majesty, who had never been interested in beauty, would fall for it.

It’s just that this beauty’s eyes look a bit fierce. I didn’t expect that Your Majesty actually likes to be thorny.

But when he looked again, the person on the bed had a calm look, without the knife-like murderous intent from before.

"Sure enough, he is born with a good appearance. No wonder he can charm Your Majesty."

Feng Jiuqing's clothes were soaked, but fortunately it was summer, so it was cool and comfortable.

Feng Jiuqing didn't even look at the Queen Mother and brushed the water off his body.

"Thanks for the compliment."

The Queen Mother didn't expect this man to be so shameless. She took a few deep breaths and gave the maid next to her a look. The maid suddenly stood up and said, "How dare you not kneel before the Queen Mother!"

Feng Jiuqing laughed. He had never even knelt before the emperor, let alone the queen mother. If it weren't for the fact that she was Mo Ling's adoptive mother, they would have died the moment the water was poured down.

"I'm sorry, my eyesight is poor and I didn't see it. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Feng Jiuqing lied seriously.

"Turns out he's a blind man! Someone, pull him down and teach him the rules of the palace." The nanny continued to boss him around.

"No! His Majesty instructed before he left that no one should disturb your rest! Queen Mother, please have mercy on me and spare your life!" The little eunuch who had helped Feng Jiuqing open the door before fell to his knees and begged for mercy for Feng Jiuqing.

But no one listened to him. Two eunuchs took a few steps forward and were about to pull Feng Jiuqing down. Feng Jiuqing dodged sideways and opened his thin lips slightly: "Aren't you coming out yet?"

The breathing sounds in the dark were disordered for a moment, but no one appeared.

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. What happened to the secret guard today? Didn't he see that he was about to be taken away by the Queen Mother's people? Why didn't he show up? Feng Jiuqing sighed in his heart. It seemed that he had to rely on himself.

Just as he was about to take action, he saw a bright yellow color in the distance. With a smile on his face, he lowered his head to hide the emotions in his eyes, pretending that he could not resist, and was caught by the nanny.

The moment he was dragged away by the nanny, he fell to the ground weak and unable to take care of himself.

"Qingqing—"