Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

Feng Mingdang even took Zhuang Li away.

Even if the separation agreement was not signed, and the family elders were not filed for record, the family was completely separated.No one dared to say that the emperor's ruling was wrong.

The Minister of Dali Temple was still on his way here, and hundreds of Long Jinwei surrounded the Zhuang Mansion completely.No one should even try to sneak out of here.

Zhuang Ai was sitting in the hall, with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead, and a ball of bright red blood was slowly oozing out.He seemed to have aged dozens of years overnight, and his melancholy turned into wrinkles that covered his face.

Hu slumped on a chair, with two buttons on the skirt undone, slightly open, and several servants were fanning her.On the other hand, she was exhaling a lot of air and inhaling less, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

She was afraid of being punished, of being ruined, and even more afraid of implicating her two children and being unable to lift their heads in front of others for the rest of their lives.She did so much for her two children, but she didn't expect that they would end up with nothing.

"My lord, think of a way!" She called out weakly.

Zhuang Ai's face sank like water, and he clenched his teeth.

Zhuang Yuqing said dejectedly: "Win Zhuang Li well, let him write a letter of understanding, and begging the emperor for mercy in the name of filial piety is the only way. It's just—"

He glanced at his father, but didn't finish his sentence.

But Zhuang Ai knew what he was complaining about.If he hadn't shown that hateful look in his eyes, the emperor would not have taken Zhuang Li away on a whim.Even his biological father wanted Zhuang Li to die, so how could the emperor leave Zhuang Li in this cave?

Zhuang Ai covered her eyes and said in embarrassment: "It's my fault, I'm used to it."

As soon as these words came out, even he himself couldn't help being stunned.Zhuang Li is his son, but he is a little naughty, and he has never caused any serious trouble. Why does he habitually show hatred in his eyes?Is it okay to face your own son?

That's right, if Hu didn't slander this son in front of him all day long, he would never have such a deep prejudice against Zhuang Li.

A virtuous wife and husband seldom cause misfortune, the ancients never deceived me!

Only now did Zhuang Ai feel the deepest regret.The root cause of today's disaster is to help a short-sighted, greedy and vicious maidservant to be his wife.

No, in fact, the root of the disaster has already been planted.When his wife was poisoned to death by the Hu family, he should have thought that this woman was definitely not a good person, and she would definitely cause even bigger troubles in the future.

Zhuang Ai's eyeballs gradually covered with bloodshot eyes, staring at Hu Shi blankly, looking very frightening.

Husband and wife have been married for many years, how could Hu not understand his expression.When she poisoned his wife to death, her husband looked at his wife's body in the same way.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Hu's voice was trembling.

Zhuang Ai closed her eyes and said slowly: "When Dali Siqing arrives, he will definitely arrest you and put you in jail, and the trial will be open after dawn. At that time, everyone in the capital will know the good deeds you have done. If you don't want Yu Qing and Yunzhu were implicated by you, so you should take the blame yourself."

It means you hang yourself.Once you die, this case will not go to trial, Dali Siqing will definitely choose to settle the matter for the sake of one life.

This is really a way.

Hu understood her husband's meaning, and her heart went cold.

"Master, you can't! We have been in love for so many years, how can you have the heart to say such a thing? Isn't Zhuang Li living a good life? Even if Dali Siqing came, I would not be sentenced to death. I I can live! Master, I can do it even if you sleep! Please give me a way to survive!"

In the face of death, Hu lost all composure.She knelt down at Zhuang Ai's feet and begged bitterly.

Zhuang Yuqing and Zhuang Yunzhu were already confused by the sudden turn of events.

Zhuang Ai glanced at the two of them, and said calmly: "If you don't want to, Yuqing and Yunzhu's future will be ruined, can you bear it? Think about it yourself, I won't force you."

He said "I won't force you", but Zhuang Ai firmly grasped Hu's weakness. This is what he called "true love".

How can a person who can even let his wife be poisoned to death, and watch a pair of children being murdered, be a good person?

Hu didn't see her husband's true colors until now.

For a moment, she only felt that the sky was falling and the earth was falling.She turned her head and looked at her son, but his son avoided her gaze.She looked at her daughter again, but her daughter asked anxiously, "Father, can I still be the princess?"

Her mother was about to be forced to death, but she was only thinking about her own marriage.

Hu's mouth opened and he smiled terribly.These are the children she raised with all she has!What is her life worth?

Zhuang Ai also felt that nothing in his life was worth anything, and the children he raised were more stupid than the other.After today, whether Feng Yu can become the crown prince is still unknown, and her daughter is still thinking about becoming the crown prince!

"Shut up!" He snapped, then waved his hands and said, "You all go out, Zhuang Si and Zhuang Wu stay here."

Zhuang Si and Zhuang Wu are his confidantes.

Zhuang Yuqing seemed to realize something, with a horrified expression on his face.He stood still in place, and he was also experiencing a violent struggle in his heart.

"Yu Qing, if there is a better way, I wouldn't take this step." Zhuang Ai said solemnly.

Zhuang Yuqing understood his father's painstaking efforts.In the case that Zhuang Li is unwilling to cooperate, this method can indeed minimize the negative impact.A person who hangs himself because of repentance is more worthy of forgiveness than a person who has been tattooed and tortured for crimes.

Death is like a lamp going out, and it won't be long before everyone forgets about it.

Zhuang Yuqing understood the truth, but he still couldn't bear it.

"Father, I'm going to ask Zhuang Li now, can you wait a while?" He said with red eyes.

"Do you know where the emperor took him? Can you persuade him to come back and intercede for your mother before he is promoted tomorrow?" Zhuang Ai asked calmly.

Zhuang Yuqing: "..."

"Go out." Zhuang Ai waved his hand.

Zhuang Yuqing gritted his teeth, and finally left, not forgetting to drag Zhuang Yunzhu away.

Realizing something, Hu quickly got up and rushed outside, but was caught by Zhuang Si and Zhuang Wu quickly.Zhuang Ai wiped away tears, and then slowly closed the door of the hall.

Zhuang Yuqing covered his sister's mouth and stood in a dark corner where the candlelight could not shine, looking at the closed door with red eyes.

He could well imagine what was going on inside.

In the end, he couldn't bear to close his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhuang Li, one day I will ask you to pay with blood!"

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At the same time, Zhuang Li was half lying on the bed, drinking a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine.

Feng Ming sat on the side of the bed, holding his chin with the palm of his hand, so as to prevent the medicine juice from dripping down the corner of his mouth and staining his clothes.

"This medicine is for calming the nerves. You will feel drowsy after drinking it." Tan Zhong, who was standing beside him, instructed, "A good night's sleep is the first step to protect your body. From now on, you should drink a bowl before going to bed every night. Don't Drink alcohol and stay up late, and don't eat too strong food."

"Can his body be recuperated?" Feng Ming asked worriedly.

"As long as he insists on taking the medicine I prescribed and doesn't make a fuss, he will be fine in four or five months. I am the only one who can cure him." Tan Zhong said proudly.

Feng Ming nodded, his tense face relaxed visibly.

Zhuang Xiaohui knelt down with a plop, kowtowed vigorously to Tan Zhong, and finally to Feng Ming, her face full of gratitude.

Feng Yi also turned her head away, quietly wiping away her tears.

Sure enough, Zhuang Li started to feel drowsy. As soon as he said thank you, his eyes closed, and his breath gradually became peaceful and long.

Feng Ming immediately waved at Zhuang Xiaohui, signaling her not to make any noise, then stood up quietly, ready to leave.

But at this moment, Zhuang Li shook his head and struggled to wake up. He closed his eyes for a while, then tried to open them for a while, and murmured uneasily, "Don't go."

Feng Ming immediately sat back on the edge of the bed.

Zhuang Li held one of his fingers, and the uneasiness on his face receded.He blinked and blinked at Feng Ming, and then slowly burst into an extremely satisfied smile.Searching, searching, stopping and wandering, always in order to meet you.

The next moment, he fell asleep with a calm and peaceful expression.

Feng Ming felt the warmth of being wrapped around his fingertips, and also felt the young man's obsession to hold him tightly and never let go, a gleam of light could not help but flow out of his dark eyes.

The teenager is nostalgic and dependent on himself, and trusts himself even more wholeheartedly.Realizing this, the corners of his straight lips curved slightly.

Qin Zhong looked at him incredulously, and whispered, "You just—"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ming raised his index finger and made a silent gesture.

Qin Zhong had no choice but to shut up resentfully.The emperor can actually laugh?This is amazing!

Feng Ming sat on the bedside and watched Zhuang Li quietly, without any intention of forcibly pulling his index finger away.

Feng Yi said silently with her mouth: "Uncle Huang, I'll let him hold it. You should go back to the palace early."

Feng Ming closed his eyes, too lazy to look at him.

Feng Yi: "..."

Zhuang Xiaohui stood aside in fear.

Qin Zhong stretched, then pointed to the next room, signaling that he should go to bed first.For the past four or five months, he has lived here.

Feng Ming nodded, and finally waved at Feng Yi and Zhuang Xiaohui.

So everyone left.

It wasn't until this time that Feng Ming slowly leaned over to observe Zhuang Li's thin face very closely, his eyes gradually darkened, and then slowly overflowed with light.After watching for an unknown amount of time, he also felt a deep drowsiness, and lay down soundlessly.

He only slept for two hours before he was woken up by his subordinates, saying that it was time to go back to court.In desperation, he had to gently withdraw his fingertips bit by bit.

Seeing Zhuang Li, who was empty of palms, frowning and tossing and turning on the bed, as if he was about to wake up, Feng Ming quickly untied the jade pendant from his waist and stuffed it into his hand.

Zhuang Li immediately let go of his frown, and the feeling of firmly grasping Feng Ming made him smile reassuringly again.

Feng Ming bent down and stared at this smile intently, his eyes that had never been emotionally turbulent could not stop showing a gentle look.He unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, and then left quietly.

When he got into the carriage and saw the hibiscus flower on the coffee table, he was stunned, and the hole in his heart was instantly filled.

Gently clamping the flowers into the pages of the book, pressing them firmly, and putting them back into the dark compartment, Feng Ming opened the curtain of the car and looked at the imperial city shrouded in the vast night.There are many pink hibiscus and golden osmanthus blooming on both sides of the dark alley, and the strong fragrance floats in the cool autumn wind.

Feng Ming, who was full of disgust for this world, somehow sighed sincerely: "The scenery tonight is so beautiful."

At the same time, Zhuang Xiaohui, who couldn't sleep, also stood in front of the window, looking at the huge courtyard shrouded in the night, and murmured, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"