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

Feng Jiuqing looked calm and continued slowly, "Do you dare to swear to heaven that you don't love Mo Ling and don't want to sleep with him?"

Yan Yiran froze for a moment, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes: "What nonsense!"

Feng Jiuqing laughed so hard that he almost choked: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, no way, you don't even dare to admit it, tsk. No wonder you can't sleep with Mo Ling. With this little courage, you can only plot and scheme against me behind my back."

"Don't say I didn't teach you. If you like someone, you should pursue him boldly. Only then will he know that you like him! You don't even have the courage to say it out loud, and you blame others for snatching him away. Tsk, shame on you! It's so shameful! I feel ashamed for you."

The secret guards were caught off guard and ate a big melon from their leader. Their gossip spirits were burning. Although it seemed a bit immoral, eating half of the melon was even more immoral! They pricked up their ears, hoping that this noble lord would say more. No matter what, he had to finish the melon.

Yan Yiran's forehead was bulging with veins, and his teeth were about to break: "Ming! Qing!"

"Well, my father is here."

After Feng Jiuqing said it, he realized that it was not the system that called him by his name. Uh, well, he was used to bickering with the system occasionally, out of inertia, he didn't want to be Yan Yiran's father!

Yan Yiran was so angry that the knife in his hand began to tremble. Feng Jiuqing immediately changed his words and said, "No, I don't have such a rebellious son!"

If looks could kill, Feng Jiuqing would be dead now.

It seemed to make the person even angrier. Feng Jiuqing touched his nose. It was Yan Yiran's fault for calling him like that. Normally, only a leader would call him like that when he was angry. He just lost his tongue for a moment.

The flames in Yan Yiran's eyes seemed to be about to burst out, like an angry beast: "You instigated the Hidden Dragon Guard to leave the palace without permission, and fled for fear of punishment! Hidden Dragon Guard, listen to my order, kill him!"

Feng Jiuqing's eyes turned cold: "Kill me? Have you ever thought about what would happen if His Majesty knew about it?"

Yan Yiran laughed in anger: "There are only us here. If you died here, you must have been a bandit or had a fight with someone. What does it have to do with me? Kill him for me!"

The little idiot was completely stunned, looking at Yan Yiran in disbelief: "Commander?"

Feng Jiuqing took a few steps back: "Wait! Have you ever thought about this? I am His Majesty's noble lord. If you kill me, what will happen to you? Yan Yiran certainly wouldn't dare to let His Majesty know that he killed me. So after you kill me, in order to prevent the news from leaking out, will Yan Yiran send you to accompany me?"

Yan Yiran looked at the Hidden Dragon Guards who dared not take action and shouted, "Ming Qing deserves death for regicide. I am only killing the criminal, why don't you dare to let Your Majesty know! He is just quibbling, why don't you take action! Anyone who hesitates will be treated as disobedient!"

The secret guards hesitated for only a moment, but after hearing Yan Yiran's order to deal with him for disobeying orders, they still pointed their knives at Feng Jiuqing. Fortunately, Xiao Daigua reacted in time and protected Feng Jiuqing behind him, fighting with the secret guards.

Feng Jiuqing was talking to Yan Yiran just to delay time. He had already observed the surroundings. The temple was in a very dilapidated state, so he saw a broken window that seemed like it could allow someone to pass through.

Feng Jiuqing pulled the little fool and pointed gently: "Little fool! There!"

Although the little fool was not very good at conspiracies and social conventions, he was still very good at fighting and escaping, which were his expertise. He kicked the nearest secret guard away and jumped out of the window with Feng Jiuqing!

Yan Yiran was furious: "Chase!"

The little fool took Feng Jiuqing and ran in front, with the secret guards chasing closely behind.

Yan Yiran’s light Kung Fu skills are excellent, but his martial arts skills are not outstanding among all the secret guards, so even if he catches up with the little fool, he will be slapped away by the little fool.

Therefore, he could only follow behind and curse at the secret guards: "A bunch of trash!"

Although the secret guards didn't say anything, they were not convinced in their hearts. If you have the guts, go ahead! Weren't you also slapped away by Thirteen? Who doesn't know that Thirteen is the most skilled martial artist among the Hidden Dragon Guards, and his Qinggong is second only to the leader? If Yan Yiran hadn't been arranged by Mo Ling to descend from the sky, Thirteen would have been the leader of their Hidden Dragon Guards!

They didn't obey Yan Yiran in the first place, but they had to obey because of His Majesty's trust in Yan Yiran. Besides, they were not stubborn, and they knew that what Feng Jiuqing said was true. After all, they were not Yan Yiran's confidants. If they killed the noble lord, they would most likely be silenced by Yan Yiran.

If it weren't for the deputy commander beside Yan Yiran, they wouldn't want to listen to Yan Yiran at all, so they deliberately let Shisan and Guijun go. After all, if Guijun died, they would not be able to survive.

Now they are also deliberately paddling. Although they may not be able to catch up with Thirteen if they don’t paddling, they will definitely not be able to catch up with Thirteen if they paddling.

The two groups staged a long chase scene.

Feng Jiuqing had never felt so aggrieved since he learned martial arts. He had always been the one to let others escape, but this time it was his turn to be chased and escaped, and he was even carried by others to escape. It was outrageous!

He had been thinking about asking Tongzi to spend his points to help him recover his martial arts, but recently because of Mo Ling's poisoning, he had spent a lot of points. He only spent them but didn't receive any. After taking a look at the balance, he felt uneasy. He decided to wait.

"Who dares to commit murder here?"

A deep voice reached Feng Jiuqing's ears. Feng Jiuqing looked up and saw a familiar face. His heart was finally able to relax a little.

It was Zhao Jin, a general in the camp north of the city. To be more precise, he was his man, but this person didn't recognize his face.

He leaned close to the little fool's ear and said, "Send me to General Zhao, and then run as far away as you can!"

The little fool immediately ran towards Zhao Jin and asked softly, "Why?"

"Just listen to me!"

Feng Jiuqing's forehead was covered with a black line. How can there be so many whys! How can your stubborn mind have so many whys?

Although the little fool didn't understand Feng Jiuqing's meaning, he still put him on Zhao Jin's horse as Feng Jiuqing said, and quickly disappeared into the invisible mountains.

The next second after Feng Jiuqing sat firmly, he immediately got off Zhao Jin's horse.

Thank you so much, little idiot!

He really shouldn't have overestimated the little fool's intelligence. There were so many places to put him, why did he put him on the horse and ride with Zhao Jin?

Zhao Jin was startled at first, then he pulled out the knife from his waist and stabbed backwards. Fortunately, Feng Jiuqing had anticipated it and narrowly avoided the knife.

Zhao Jin was furious: "Who dares to ride on my horse?"

What he said at the beginning was very majestic and domineering, but he suddenly became gentle when he said the last word. If Feng Jiuqing was not mistaken, there seemed to be a suspicious red color on this person's face.

But the next sentence almost made Feng Jiuqing so angry that he turned into a puffer fish.

Zhao Jin got off his horse and looked at Feng Jiuqing with a silly smile: "Miss, you are not hurt, right?"