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

Feng Jiuqing signaled to the guards to take the person to Xuanshi Hall. However, at this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, carried Feng Jiuqing on his shoulders, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a few breaths.

Although the man's face was covered with a mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, Feng Jiuqing still recognized him at a glance. This was the Hidden Dragon Guard, the little fool, who had been protecting him in secret.

"Put me down! What are you doing, you little idiot!"

Feng Jiuqing was very angry. What was wrong with this guy? Why did he take him away without any reason?

"There is the evidence you want!"

Did the little fool take him to find evidence? But is this necessary to find evidence? Can't we find evidence openly? Feng Jiuqing felt that this didn't look like finding evidence, but more like eloping with a sack on his shoulder!

"Why can't you find evidence openly? Why do you have to carry me away dressed like this?"

The little fool kept jumping on the roof of the palace: "It's too late, there will be nothing left!"

No, if there is no evidence, then there is no evidence. Anyway, as long as the little stick is there, he will be able to clear his suspicion. But after being treated like this by the little fool, he doesn't seem to be looking for evidence, but more like absconding from the crime!

"Put me down, you idiot! You can't run away anymore! If you take me any further, I won't be able to explain myself even if I have ten mouths!"

The little fool did not answer Feng Jiuqing, but just took him all the way out of the palace. Feng Jiuqing was already in despair. What was going on?

Judging from the little fool's appearance, it is obvious that someone is using him to scheme against him.

Feng Jiuqing didn't believe that anyone else could make the little fool like this, it must be Yan Yiran! He had been on guard against everything but never expected Yan Yiran to play such a trick on him, it was so despicable that he couldn't believe it!

Are you going to throw those pot lids on his head?

Feng Jiuqing suddenly felt that all the things that he couldn't figure out before were now clear. Yan Yiran had already surrendered to the Queen Mother, so the little stickman didn't trick Yan Yiran into giving him the food box. It was Yan Yiran who took the initiative to send the food box to him. This also explained why it was not a fatal poison. Yan Yiran would not allow them to fatally poison Mo Ling.

Mo Ling was such a fool that he didn't even know that his secret guard leader had defected to someone else! Did he just throw away all the things I taught him? No, he did learn some, like when he was dealing with him.

What should I do if I really want to beat Mo Ling up?

Anyone who wants to be this stupid disciple can do it. He has learned nothing except betraying his master and ancestors!

Angry to the point of exploding!

When Xiao Daigua put Feng Jiuqing down in the ruined temple, Feng Jiuqing hadn't said anything yet. Xiao Daigua was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Where is he?"

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were dull. If you ask me, who should I ask?

I think I don't need to call you a little fool anymore. I should call you a smart one. You are so smart that you can climb over mountains.

Feng Jiuqing asked weakly, "Did Yan Yiran ask you to bring me here?"

The little fool shook his head: "No, I heard the commander say that here, you will find what you want. He doesn't like you and won't give it to you. So I brought you here."

Thank you! I really want to thank you for all your eight generations!

Feng Jiuqing rested for a while, and after the dizziness subsided, he stood up and prepared to go out.

"Where?"

The little fool had a naive look on his face, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked Feng Jiuqing.

"Anywhere is fine, the farther away from the palace the better!"

Feng Jiuqing knew without a second thought that the palace must be in turmoil right now, and the entire capital might be in uproar. If he went back now, no one would believe him, and Mo Ling must have sent someone to arrest him. He would be a fool if he didn't leave now.

"Why? Aren't you a noble prince? Why do you want to leave the palace?" The little fool was even more confused.

Feng Jiuqing glanced at the little idiot. If he had not yet broken through the meridians sealed by the imperial physician, he would have wanted to beat the little idiot up!

"Why so many whys! Can't you just not go back?"

The little fool stopped Feng Jiuqing and said, "No, Your Majesty, explain."

Do you know you can't explain now? Then why were you so brave when you brought me out? But Feng Jiuqing was no longer in the mood to argue with him. After all, he always knew that the little fool was a little bit stubborn. Which normal person would argue with a little fool?

"Step aside!"

The little fool didn't give in: "I will take you back."

You are really my living father!

Feng Jiuqing shook his head: "No, you move out of the way. If you don't move out of the way, I'll be angry!"

Seeing Feng Jiuqing's gloomy face, the little fool tactfully stepped aside.

"Where are you going?"

Feng Jiuqing said unhappily, "Go to the ends of the earth, find a rope and hang yourself."

The little fool's innocent eyes widened even more: "Hanged? Why?"

"Death to prove innocence!"

Feng Jiuqing let out a long sigh. Why would he bother with such a stupid kid?

"Don't go back. Come with me, or you'll be sold out by Yan Yiran and have to help him count the money."

The little fool followed Feng Jiuqing foolishly: "Commander, you sold me out? Why?"

Feng Jiuqing asked expressionlessly: "Are you asking a hundred thousand whys? Where do all those whys come from? Shut up now and don't talk."

The little fool obediently covered his mouth with his hands and looked at Feng Jiuqing with aggrieved eyes.

Feng Jiuqing pretended not to see it. The only thing he could do now was to investigate in secret and find evidence before appearing in front of Mo Ling. Otherwise, not to mention Mo Ling, he himself would not believe that he was innocent.

Life is not easy, sighs Qingqing.

However, before he and Xiao Daigua walked out of the ruined temple, they were surrounded by a group of people who came from nowhere, with sharp blades pointed at Feng Jiuqing and Xiao Daigua.

It seems to be a series of schemes. Feng Jiuqing is a little tired. Do these people want to kill him here? Has he offended many people? Why do people always want him dead?

"Commander!"

The little fool put down the hand that was covering his mouth and waved at Yan Yiran.

Feng Jiuqing gave the little idiot a cold look. This silly child, Yan Yiran was obviously here to kill them, but he was still so happy. He was really stupid.

Feng Jiuqing opened his lips and said, "It is you! Why do you keep hurting me? What good would it be for you if I died?"

Yan Yiran drew the sword from his waist and looked at Feng Jiuqing with contempt: "You deserve to die!"

Feng Jiuqing was not angry at all, his face was calm, as if he was surrounded by long swords and the person imprisoned was not him.

Feng Jiuqing would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but once he did, Yan Yiran almost dropped the knife in his hand: "Why should I die? Is it because I slept with His Majesty and you couldn't?"

Although the guards surrounding Feng Jiuqing were all well-trained secret guards, the news from Feng Jiuqing was indeed a bit shocking, causing all the secret guards to look at Yan Yiran at the same time.

Yan Yiran's face turned pale and blue, and the knife almost fell to the ground, but in order not to be exposed in front of everyone, he tightly grasped the knife in his hand, his eyes staring as if he wanted to eat Feng Jiuqing.

"Nonsense!"