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

Life is precious, freedom is even more valuable.

Tsk, he paid too much for his freedom.

Mo Ling had already gone to court. Feng Jiuqing lay in a big word in the soft and cool sheets, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole body seemed to be out of his body. He regretted it, really regretted it. He had taught Yan'er so many things, but why didn't he let someone teach him some common sense in life. Now, all the retribution is on him.

No, I can't live like this. How can there be people with such poor skills?

It's obvious that Mo Ling can understand everything quickly when learning other things, but why is he so clueless here? It makes me feel tired.

Feng Jiuqing let out a long sigh. He thought that if he behaved well these few days and waited for Mo Ling to let down his guard, he would slip away. He would definitely not be able to find him in his next life.

"Master, give me a plaster."

The next second, a plaster appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing. Feng Jiuqing picked it up and saw that it seemed quite expensive, so he asked casually, "How many points?"

The system's voice was muffled: "No points."

How could he not want points? The system mall is not doing charity, so the system must have bought it with his own points.

Feng Jiuqing was really angry when he found out that the system lied to him, but after a month, his anger had almost subsided. As a system, Tongzi also had his difficulties, and it was indeed he who insisted on provoking Mo Ling.

Feng Jiuqing said softly: "Please transfer the points from my account. Your bonus is not enough to support your electronic Hakimi."

The system seemed a little anxious: "I have points, I don't need Ah Jiu's points."

"No need, I can still afford these points, keep some of your points, they will come in handy someday."

"Ajiu." The system's voice sounded a little aggrieved: "Do you have to be so clear with me? Will you never forgive me?"

Feng Jiuqing sighed and said, "Tongzi, forget it this time, but don't lie to me again."

"Ajiu, have you forgiven me?" The system suddenly appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing raised the scruff of the system's fate: "Only this once."

The system inexplicably felt that the stone pressing on it suddenly disappeared. He rubbed Feng Jiuqing and said, "Okay, I won't do that again."

Feng Jiuqing put down the system and coughed lightly: "Okay, but now, you should go out and play first."

The system went out in a daze, leaving Feng Jiuqing alone to grit his teeth and apply the medicine. However, the product produced by the system is a fine product, much better than the ointment prescribed by the Imperial Hospital.

Feng Jiuqing never understood why Mo Ling happened to catch him just when he left the capital, but now he knew, as the message Canglang sent him clearly stated it in black and white.

Mo Ling released false information in advance, which led to his miscalculation of Mo Ling's return to Beijing. Mo Ling asked the secret guard to pretend to be him and leave three days later, while he himself returned to the capital first with light luggage.

It was also luck that caused the trouble. If he had left the capital earlier or later, he would not have met Mo Ling. And it was Wen Chu's loud voice. If it hadn't been for his earth-shattering shout, Mo Ling would not have known that it was him sitting in the carriage.

However, none of this matters now because he encountered a more difficult problem.

Prince Nancheng was the only person who treated Mo Ling well after he became mentally retarded, and he was also the only relative Mo Ling recognized. Now, the culprit who poisoned Prince Nancheng was pointed directly at him.

Therefore, Mo Ling recently deployed a number of secret guards in South City to hunt down the people he left in South City.

He knew that if something happened to King Nancheng, Mo Ling would be sad. So after learning that King Nancheng was missing, he sent many people to look for him.

His people did rescue King Nancheng, but in order to let Mo Ling return to the capital a few days later, he had King Nancheng stay for a few more days. Who would have thought that King Nancheng recognized him as his people and gave the token to Mo Ling.

Now he really couldn't explain himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

It was obvious that his people not only rescued King Nancheng from that group of people, but also provided him with good food and drink for a few days. However, King Nancheng turned around and put the blame on him.

What made him even more angry was that he was blocked by Mo Ling when he was leaving the capital. He paid a huge price and was only now able to leave Qianyuan Palace.

The letter sent by Canglang said that the person who captured Wang Di from Nancheng was most likely someone from Feihua Tower.

The King of Nancheng has always lived in seclusion. Why did the people behind Feihua Tower capture him and poison him? The King of Nancheng was already in poor health. Even if he hadn't been poisoned, he would have been sick and dying. Why did they poison him to make him die faster?

But what good would it do him if King Nancheng died? Could it be that Mo Ling valued King Nancheng so much that he wanted to use this to attack Mo Ling?

But we have to say that this time they got a bargain by accident.

Mo Ling directed his aim of arresting King Nancheng directly at him. Not only did he search for news about the Grand Tutor everywhere, he also deliberately suppressed the people he left behind in the court. However, Mo Ling's current power was not enough to resist those vassal kings, so he did not go too far.

However, if Mo Ling knew that the Grand Master was imprisoned in Qianyuan Palace by him, I wonder what he would think. Feng Jiuqing had a smile on his face, burned the paper in his hand into ashes, and then used a special method to pass the information out again.

Since the person behind the scenes wanted to pull him into the game, he would have to play with him. After all, he was a vindictive person, and since he dared to pass the blame to him, he should have the courage to bear the consequences.

After Feng Jiuqing finished everything, he became a gentle and harmless little white rabbit again, and went to the imperial kitchen under the guidance of Xiao Qizi. After all, Mo Ling finally agreed to let him leave Qianyuan Palace, and as a canary who knows how to repay his gratitude, he had to show his gratitude.

Mo Ling may not know that in addition to his talent, his cooking skills are also quite good. Although he may not be as good as the imperial chef, his menu is much richer than the imperial chef's.

For example, a cup of bayberry and lychee drink would be a good choice in this hot summer. Although lychees were a luxury in ancient times, they were still available in the palace. Feng Jiuqing also made a few home-cooked dishes and put them together in a food box to be sent to the Xuanshi Hall.

Look at him, a boyfriend who is an all-rounder, who can go to the battlefield, work in the living room, and cook in the kitchen. Mo Ling has made so much money, so why can't she just be his wife?

He insisted on being self-reliant, which forced him to spend points to buy medicine, which was not cost-effective at all.

When Feng Jiuqing arrived outside the Xuanshi Hall, there was a huge quarrel inside. The whole issue was about the Ministry of Revenue crying poor and who to send to provide disaster relief.

Disaster relief is a lucrative job, especially in ancient times when information was lagging behind. No matter how much grain and money was allocated, who could tell how much would actually reach the victims after going through layers of transportation?

Feng Jiuqing curled his lips and smiled. It had been several days and they were still arguing here. Even though the first batch of relief grain had been sent out, the follow-up could not keep up and the people were still the ones who suffered.