As soon as the thought came to his mind, Qi Cheng suddenly felt that the bloody human skin in front of him didn't seem so scary, and even his painting movements became much faster.

In no time, he drew the drawing on the human skin.

"emperor."

Emperor Mingqing said "hmm", without much change in his tone.

"Qi Aiqing, you can leave now."

Qi Cheng:!!!

Doesn’t the emperor want to take this opportunity to observe his performance and then use him again?

Qi Cheng's shock only lasted for a moment, and he soon bowed his head and left under the uneasy gaze of Emperor Ming Qing.

Only Fu Huai and Emperor Mingqing were left in the Yangxin Palace.

Emperor Ming Qing changed his good temper and looked at Fu Huai with a cold expression.

"When did you find out?"

Fu Huai lowered his eyes, "I don't know what the emperor means."

Emperor Mingqing sneered, "Prince Dingbei, right now there are only the two of us, the king and his subject. If you continue to play dumb, it will be meaningless."

Fu Huai pursed his lips.

"Since Your Majesty does not believe me, you could have just explained it to me directly. Why do you have to humiliate me in this way?"

What Fu Huai was talking about was the matter of Murong Qian and Qi Cheng.

Originally, it was not a big problem to arrange Qi Cheng in the Imperial College, but the problem was that Emperor Ming Qing had already promised Fu Huai the position of the Imperial College's chief academic officer, and would discuss it with him after he returned.

did not expect...

"I am the ruler of a country. Do I need your consent to do something or appoint someone?"

After a pause, he seemed to realize that his tone was too harsh, and slowed down his voice, "Prince Dingbei, I have taken your help to me over the years, and I have always taken it to heart..."

"Serving the emperor with all my heart is what a subject should do. All the thunder, lightning and rain are the grace of the emperor, and I, your humble subject, will accept it." Fu Huai bowed and performed a very standard salute to Emperor Mingqing.

Emperor Ming Qing felt as if he had punched cotton, and a feeling of restlessness surged from the bottom of his heart.

Before he could react, she angrily slammed her hand on the table, "Fu Huai, am I doting on you too much?"

Fu Huai's mouth curled up with a mocking smile, "I dare not rely on the favor to be arrogant, but it was just a clumsy trick. It was successful in making the emperor suspicious of my Dingbei Palace. It is my dereliction of duty."

Emperor Mingqing said nothing more.

Fu Huai sneered and cupped his hands, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

After Fu Huai left, Emperor Ming Qing's eyes turned completely cold.

"What does he really take him for?"

The eunuch beside him served cautiously, "Your Majesty, at this time, we should not be so angry."

Emperor Mingqing sighed, "The remnants of the previous dynasty are of great importance, and I can do nothing about it."

His tone was helpless, but Emperor Mingqing did not look embarrassed at all.

after all...

Just a tool.

If a tool doesn't work for him, he just changes it.

His eyes accidentally swept over the drawing that Qi Cheng was copying.

Emperor Mingqing's eyes gradually became solemn: When did the third brother get in touch with the remnants of the previous dynasty? And where did he get this treasure map of the previous dynasty?

"Go, let Ye Hanqing come to see me."

...

After Fu Huai returned to Dingbei Palace, he locked himself in the study.

See no one.

Mu Xiaoxiao hasn't seen such a situation in twenty years.

The last time, Fu Huai locked himself in the study, and the next day, their entire family had to follow the order to guard the South.

This time, I don’t know what arrangements I will face.

She was not afraid of leaving Beijing again. For her, being away from the capital was more free and at ease.

But her son has not yet married. If he suddenly goes back to Yancheng at this critical moment, wouldn’t the emperor’s grant of marriage be in vain?

Thinking of this, she immediately hurried to find Fu Jingrong.

"Son, something terrible has happened. Your father has returned from the palace and has locked himself in his study again..."

She trotted into Fu Jingrong's yard and saw that Fu Jingrong seemed to be talking to Yi Wei. He turned his head and was attracted by her voice.

Instead, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Are you guys talking about something? How about you guys start first?"

Fu Jingrong nodded, turned to Yi Wei and said, "Go."

After Yi Wei left, Mu Xiaoxiao lifted her skirt and strode to Fu Jingrong, "Do you want to go see your father?"

"If my father needs me to come over, he will send someone over."

Fu Jingrong answered without any hesitation.

At this moment, the father and son seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.

No one can intervene.

"Okay, okay, you two have a tacit understanding, and I'm just an outsider," Mu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Fu Jingrong unhappily, "I always feel that you two have been talking nonsense since you decided to return to Luojing from Yancheng. If you two want to hide it from me, you'd better keep it a secret, otherwise I will run away from home as soon as possible and let your father find me."

Come again and again.

Run away from home at every turn.

Fu Jingrong reached out and rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"That was what my father told me. If mother wanted to know, wouldn't she ask my father herself?"

Mu Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, "Guess why I came here to get some information from you?"

"You don't know what it means for your father to lock himself in the study."

It was rare to see Mu Xiaoxiao looking like she was facing a formidable enemy like today. Fu Jingrong suddenly became interested and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Sir, the prince invites you."

Before Mu Xiaoxiao could say anything, she was interrupted by the servant who was in charge of guarding Fu Jingrong.

Fu Jingrong pursed his lips and flattened the corners of his mouth, and said to Mu Xiaoxiao seriously, "It seems that mother's charm is not as good as before. If you run away from home again, do you think father will take this opportunity..."

"You just deserve a beating." Mu Xiaoxiao slapped Fu Jingrong on the head.

After Fu Jingrong left with the servant.

In disbelief, she called over a servant who was fetching water.

"You, bring me some water and let me look at it."

It is said that men are more likely to change their minds when their first wives have grown old and ugly.

Her face isn't the kind that easily ages...

No, Fu Huai is not that kind of superficial person.

Otherwise, when she and Fu Huai first got together and were laughed at for looking like father and daughter, Fu Huai would have given up.

Humph.

You little bastard, how dare you change the subject?

Finding herself still young in the water shadow, Mu Xiaoxiao sneered: Good boy, you are trying to sow discord between your mother and father, right? Then I will go and flatter my daughter-in-law.

...

In the study.

Fu Huai handed a secret letter to Fu Jingrong.

His expression was serious. "The emperor has already become suspicious of us. The palace banquet was just a test. He didn't expect that there would be several more parties to disrupt the situation."

Fu Jingrong read ten lines at a glance and quickly finished reading the two pages of the secret letter.

He slowly placed the secret letter on the small metal copper stove and ignited it until the fine letter paper was completely reduced to ashes. Then he asked Fu Huai, "Father has decided not to let mother know the whole truth?"

"After she knew the truth, she felt nothing but remorse."

It was rare that Fu Jingrong did not refute Fu Huai's opinion.

I have to say that Fu Huai knows Mu Xiaoxiao too well.

He seems to be a carefree person and doesn't seem to care about anything, but he wants to get involved in everything, which is annoying.

In fact, her mind is more delicate than anyone else.

Fu Jingrong still can't forget that in his previous life, after Mu Xiaoxiao knew that she was a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty and had dragged them down, she still looked heartless. However, when he and Fu Huai let their guard down towards her, she knocked them out, and let the remaining loyal subordinates of the Dingbei Palace quietly send them away. She used the remnants of the previous dynasty as bargaining chips, and exchanged her own death and the death of the remnants for Emperor Ming Qing to let them live.

However, she underestimated the evil of human nature.

Most of those remnants did not truly want to support the royal family of the previous dynasty, but just wanted a suitable pretext for an uprising.

Of course, there were also people who sincerely wanted to support the royal family of the previous dynasty, but in the end, they were all plotted against without exception.

In the end, Mu Xiaoxiao was the only one left facing those jackals, tigers and leopards.

How could a flower that has been nurtured all year round be a match for a beast?

Not to mention, Fu Huai has deep feelings for her and has long regarded her as his only weakness...

Mu Xiaoxiao became a sharp weapon to plot against Fu Huai, who eventually died tragically. He endured humiliation for many years before he was able to regain power and send his former enemies to hell one by one...

The things that happened in the previous life are too painful to recall.

Since he had the chance to start over in this life, he would nip that incident in the bud, even if there was only a slight chance that it would be similar to the tragedy of his last life.

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