The Regent has turned black again

Chu Feng quickly withdrew his gaze, then pretended nothing happened, and continued to read his memorial.

Now Chu Feng couldn't read any of the words in the memorial. He was worried, should he remind Mo Shiyuan that he had a bloody disaster recently?

After all, he knows the plot, so he can barely be regarded as a person with golden fingers.

Although Mo Shiyuan was a bit fierce, he didn't know anything about what happened next, and he probably didn't know that he was going to be cold.

Although he is the male lead, he is very cool and crazy.

But if Mo Shiyuan accidentally overturned his car and was killed by others, or the heroine was rescued by Mo Shiyuan, what would he do as the emperor?

What will happen to my country!

At that time, he would be the one who watched the memorial every day, and without Mo Shiyuan, the queen mother would definitely kill herself.

No, no, no, Mo Shiyuan must not die!

Chu Feng didn't know that his expression was very rich now, frowning for a while, and frowning for a while, all of which were seen by Mo Shiyuan not far away.

After thinking about it, Chu Feng still decided that it would be better to remind Mo Shiyuan.

But how to speak, still can't make Mo Shiyuan doubt.

This is more difficult.

Mo Shiyuan was suspicious by nature, and he might be able to explain himself away in a few sentences, so he had to think of a smooth excuse, the one that was seamless.

Chu Feng cleared his throat: "Ahem, Mo Shiyuan, you..."

Mo Shiyuan looked over lightly, his cold pupils seemed to imply a warning.

It's just a title, isn't it?

Chu Feng silently changed his address: "Prince Regent, I have been studying something called constellations for the past few days. Of course, you can take it as a kind of metaphysics, and it is still different from those Jianghu Taoism. I didn’t learn much, but I can barely see a little anyway, I saw your seal turned black today, and you should be careful of bloody disasters recently.”

Mo Shiyuan's hand holding the brush paused, and his gaze at Chu Feng became even sharper in an instant.

Chu Feng's heart sank, and he kindly reminded Mo Shiyuan, what is Mo Shiyuan trying to do!

"I just said it casually, believe it or not." Chu Feng said quickly.

He was just reminding Mo Shiyuan kindly. Mo Shiyuan wouldn't think he was cursing him, would he?

I heard that these rich people hate others cursing him or something. He also saw in the script that someone in the harem made a villain for the emperor, and then that person became cold.

Mo Shiyuan's gaze was fixed on Chu Feng, as cold as a poisonous snake.

He couldn't understand what Chu Feng meant. It was Chu Feng who was looking for someone who wanted to assassinate him on the night of the full moon, but why did he remind him now?

What kind of medicine is sold in Chufeng Gourd?

The little puppet seems to be getting more and more difficult for him to understand. He has always been able to read people's hearts, and everyone's thoughts cannot escape his eyes, but at this moment he can't guess what Chu Feng is thinking.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Shiyuan's voice was a little hoarse at this moment.

Chu Feng propped his chin with his hands: "I just want you to be more careful recently, and don't keep running out if you have nothing to do."

Why does this sound like a teaching tone?

Mo Shiyuan's eyes narrowed.

"My king has been busy recently." Mo Shiyuan said.

He is very busy every day, and there are many things that he needs to deal with. It is very rare to deal with memorials during the day. Usually, he has to wait until midnight to deal with these things.

"I'm still taking care of everything, so I can't go anywhere in the palace every day." Seeing that Mo Shiyuan was more talkative today, Chu Feng became more courageous.

He really reminded Mo Shiyuan kindly.

"Anyway, just pay attention to yourself." Chu Feng yawned.

So sleepy, he wants to sleep.

Just now, it was Chu Feng who fell into deep thought thinking about the next plot, but now, it was Mo Shiyuan who fell into deep thought because of Chu Feng's words.

He was sure that what Chu Feng said happened on the night of the full moon.

That was Chu Feng's plan to assassinate him. Since he was going to kill someone, why did he tell him to be on guard and never go out?

Did Chu Feng kindly remind him, or did he tell him not to go out and stay at home, so that he could directly send someone to kill him at home?

Mo Shiyuan's fists were tightly squeezed together, and his black eyes were a little scarlet.

Everyone knows that he has great authority, but only he knows how difficult it is.

Seeing the current Prince Regent, who can imagine what he looked like in the past.

When he was a child, he was just a person who competed with beggars for food.

Mo Shiyuan closed his eyes, and then opened them again, all the anger and sadness in his pupils were hidden.

The rest is endless unfathomable.

When he looked up at Chu Feng, Chu Feng was already sleeping soundly on the table.

It seemed that he was so sleepy that he didn't even confiscate the memorial that was pressed under his elbow.

If the ministers who handed out the papers knew that what they wrote so hard were put to sleep by Chu Feng as a pillow, they would probably be pissed to death.

It was very quiet in the study, only the faint sound of Chu Feng's breathing remained.

Mo Shiyuan looked at the person who was sleeping soundly, unexpectedly he didn't wake him up, but the corner of his mouth curved into a curve that he didn't even notice.

……

When Chu Feng woke up again, he opened his eyes to a strange place.

He sat up abruptly from the bed and looked at this quaint room, but it felt so strange here.

Where is this place? Could it be that he crossed over again?

He remembered that he was reading the memorial, and then he was too sleepy, so he fell asleep on his stomach for a while, why did he wake up and go to bed?

Chu Feng got up from the bed, the room was still big, but it was very monotonous inside, not as fancy as the emperor's bedroom.

Chu Feng looked at the simple furnishings in the room, tsk, that big and beautiful vase in the corner seems to be quite valuable.

Chu Feng, a money fan, couldn't help but walked over, then squatted down, hugged a vase in his arms, and touched it.

He felt it, this is the smell of antiques!

However, before Chu Feng felt the heat, the door was pushed open.

Mo Shiyuan, who was dressed in black, stood at the door. He looked in, but he didn't see Chu Feng.

Mo Shiyuan's eyebrows twitched, what about people?

He stepped in with big strides, his eyes swept across the room, and he saw Chu Feng holding an antique vase in the corner.

At this moment, when Chu Feng heard the voice, he just turned around and raised his eyes to look at him. Those eyes, which were as clear as a lake, just looked at Mo Shiyuan innocently.

Mo Shiyuan's face turned dark. He remembered that last time, Chu Feng played with those vases, calligraphy and paintings all night.

Chu Feng likes these cheap things so much?

What's wrong with this?

Has he never seen the world, or is he short of money?