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Tell His Highness a word, just say that Feiyun is in good health and wants to go out for a walk. "

Linglong nodded, it was rare for Mo Feiyun to react, but no matter what, it was a bit of an improvement.

Here, Fengtian explained the marriage, but he was working on another matter.These days, he has been working non-stop, just to find a way to rescue Fang Jingshi.The loss of the soldier talisman is a matter of life. This matter was originally beyond Fengtian's expectations, but now it is also caught off guard.

Fang Jingshi was thrown into the prison that day, and then the army was in a state of chaos. Some people provoked troubles among them, and the situation became serious and out of control.

The Eighth Prince is now in Beijing, and Fengtian holds the military power in his hands. Naturally, everyone is jealous. Although the emperor's edict has been issued and Yin Yuan's succession to the throne is a fact, many powerful officials in the court are now defecting and supporting Fengtian.

The fifth prince, Yingji, suddenly urged his courtiers to embrace Fengtian as his successor, and for a while the court was in disarray.The Eighth Prince held Fang Jingshi's life in his hands, and Yin Yuan pleaded for mercy in public, which made the Eighth Prince furious and sent Fang Jingshi to death row.

The queen blamed Yin Yuan for being soft-hearted, Fang Jingshi, Fengtian and the prince Yinyuan had a good relationship when they were young, now is the critical moment when the overall situation should be the most important, Yinyuan actually sent Fang Jingshi to Jiangnan to help Fengtian.

Now that Fang Jingshi lost the soldier talisman again, there was a sudden murderous intent.

Fengtian's marriage and the matter of Feng Wang's going to the fiefdom must be in time before Yin Yuan succeeds to the throne, the farther the better.Although the emperor is very ill now, his head is not confused.

Murong Tianze knocked on the door of Fengtian's study, Fengtian answered, and he pushed the door open to enter.The person behind the desk looked up at him, then lowered his head, "What's the matter, come here at this hour?"

"Of course I came here because of something." Murong Tianze is thirty years old, and his calm demeanor is unusual. At this moment, his face is also peaceful, and after a while, he said, "I'm afraid you have overlooked a crucial variable. Now, you know The number of people is limited, but it is enough to easily overthrow your power for many years in a few days."

Fengtian looked up at him, frowned for a long time, and said coldly: "Little uncle, what do you know?"

"I met with Yin Yuan today, and he told me personally that the reason why the emperor treats you coldly is because you are not of royal blood."

Murong Tianze looked straight at Fengtian, and saw the vigorous young hero tremble slightly.

Fengtian shook his head, his eyes instantly became strange, with a nameless killing intent, "Shut up! It's ridiculous to dare to fabricate such a thing!"

Murong Tianze lowered his eyes and remained silent, he could foresee Fengtian's mood, but such a thing happened so suddenly, it was not easy for him to accept it. "Perhaps your competent subordinate has already known about this matter, you might as well ask him. As for the next step, you should think about it earlier."

Fengtian's pupils shrank suddenly, "You mean Feiyun knew about it?"

Murong Tianze nodded silently, then sighed again. "I just want to say, no matter what, I will help you, but there is one thing, I hope you can promise me."

Fengtian frowned and looked at him.

"Don't attack innocent people, and let Yin Yuan go."

Fengtian closed his eyes when he said these words.When he opened his eyes, he regained his composure, and turned to say: "Don't worry, I never thought of killing him. If he wants, you can take him away, anywhere in the world, as long as you don't stay in my house." Under the nose."

"I can't take him away." Murong Tianze sighed, "Why are you so persistent, just let them go."

Fengtian understands who he refers to by "they", but everyone knows that it is absolutely impossible, so what's the point of saying it?

Fengtian was not in the mood to talk about this matter any more.

That night, Fengtian met Linglong and heard what Mo Feiyun asked Linglong to convey.Yi came back and was waiting outside, Feng Tian closed the book in his hand.

Fengtian raised his head and looked at the shadow guard kneeling in front of him, "Let's talk, there must be no omissions."

After listening to Yi's reply, Fengtian could hardly hold back the outburst of anger, and suddenly shattered the book case, with a loud bang, it fell into pieces all over the place.

Mo Feiyun had just soaked in the hot spring, and was leaning on the couch to read a book in a robe, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and he raised his head, facing Fengtian's furious eyes.Fengtian is still the same, it seems that these days are going well.

Facing Shangmo Feiyun's indifferent eyes, Fengtian suddenly couldn't help feeling that there was nowhere to vent his overwhelming anger.Why did he clearly know the purpose of his coming, but still deal with it so calmly and peacefully?

Perhaps for betrayal and deception, Mo Feiyun didn't have the sense of guilt that he should have. Originally, he thought that he treated him differently.It turns out that the most cold-blooded and rational person in the world is him, Mo Feiyun.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Fengtian suddenly suppressed his anger, and looked at Mo Feiyun lightly.

Mo Feiyun was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "This subordinate has something to say."

Fengtian gritted his teeth, endured a cavity of anger, raised his chin and said, "I'll give you a chance, let's talk."

Mo Feiyun lowered his eyes, smiled slightly, got up and took the teapot from the tea stove, and slowly brewed a cup of tea for Fengtian, the fragrance of the tea slowly permeated.

Mo Feiyun handed him the tea, but Fengtian remained silent and didn't take it.Mo Feiyun put it on the table and sat opposite Fengtian.

"Go ahead."

Mo Feiyun raised his head and glanced at him, "This subordinate is guilty, and the time limit expires, my lord, please let this subordinate atone for the crime."

Fengtian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stunned.This is something Fengtian never expected, Mo Feiyun's calmness is not unreasonable, he knows everything.Fengtian hates this kind of unpredictable things, he doesn't understand Mo Feiyun, but sadly, he always thinks he understands.

All this happened so suddenly. Mo Feiyun knew his background, and even Situ Nanshan knew him well. He secretly planted eyeliners in the Xiangguo Mansion and the Imperial Palace, and sent people to kill all the witnesses who knew about it. If Fengtian intends to investigate thoroughly , and now there is no evidence to support Fengtian's birth and identity.

Even the emperor was helpless and dared not say anything, but Mo Feiyun was able to do it without anyone noticing.Fengtian doesn't even understand Mo Feiyun's real intention in doing so.

"I want to hear your truth, why did you betray me." Fengtian bit the word "betrayal" very hard, almost gnashing his teeth.

Mo Feiyun looked at him quietly and shook his head: "This subordinate never betrayed, it was only for His Highness's benefit."

"Even you don't believe my identity?" Fengtian asked coldly.

Mo Feiyun frowned and remained silent.

Feng Tian sneered, "You are all wrong, it doesn't matter whether I am of royal blood or not, as long as I say yes, who would dare to say no? I have already made plans for this matter, don't you understand?"

Mo Feiyun understood Fengtian's intention, he would never let anyone who disobeyed him go.He has military power, he is as rich as an enemy, and he is ruthless.

"Come here." Fengtian stood up abruptly, with a stern look, and two guards came in, "Put him in the dungeon."

Mo Feiyun didn't resist, let the two hold his arms down, he heard Fengtian say coldly: "You disappointed me so much."

It is the middle of winter now, and Mo Feiyun's whole body is submerged in the water, with only his head above the water, and heavy dark iron torture instruments are placed on his hands and feet.

The water was icy cold, and the chill penetrated into the bones and viscera from all directions, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen.Mo Feiyun's head was a little dizzy. He had been in the water prison for six hours.

It wasn't until Mo Feiyun's true energy was exhausted and he fell into a coma from hypothermia that Feng Tian stepped into the water prison for the first time.Mo Feiyun's hair was disheveled and his skin was pale.Fengtian immediately ordered people to transfer Mo Feiyun to the dungeon.

When Mo Feiyun woke up, the pain in his body immediately occupied all his mental strength.He opened his eyes, and there was a torch burning in the dark torture room. He was hanging in the air on a huge iron pillar, and the shoulder blades on his back had been pierced by an iron hook, and he was hung on the iron ring.

He moved his hands and feet, fortunately, Fengtian didn't seem to be willing to abolish him, he was just bound.He lowered his head to look, the clothes on his upper body had disappeared, and he must be looking down and out now.

He moved, and the black iron iron shackles made a heavy banging sound. Two guards came in from the door, one turned to go out, the other turned to him and said: "Your Highness ordered that the chief steward will receive 120 lashes today, it's impolite."

The guard picked up the cowhide whip soaked in salt water, Mo Feiyun closed his eyes slightly, and let the whip fall on his body without even a moan.

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When Fengtian came over, he saw the guard pouring cold water on Mo Feiyun, and then said: "There are still twenty lashes, just pass it with patience."

Just about to wave his hand to drop the whip, Fengtian said: "Let me do it." The guard hurriedly saluted, handed the long whip to Fengtian, and stepped aside.

Fengtian walked over, raised Mo Feiyun's blood-stained cheek with a leather whip, frowned and said, "You should remember these twenty lashes." He thought, if Mo Feiyun was willing to even groan and give in to him, he would give up.But he also understood that it was impossible for Mo Feiyun to give in to him.

Mo Feiyun was whipped quietly, Fengtian closed his eyes, threw the whip on the ground, and said coldly: "You should reflect on yourself here, I am not in the mood to spend like this with you."

Mo Feiyun slowly raised his cheeks, looking at Fengtian's receding back.If they don't want to spend it, does it mean that even the relationship between them can't be maintained?

He gave a wry smile, a sweet smell came out of his mouth, he closed his eyes, and swallowed it.

After Fengtian left, no one came over. He was hung on an iron pillar, and for two days and two nights no grains entered or a drop of water touched him.Until the third day, the door of the execution room was opened, and a guard said