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

Feng Jiuqing said indifferently: "Thank you, General Zhao, but no."

After saying this, Feng Jiuqing watched Zhao Jin's expression split in half: "You are a man?!"

Obviously, the fact that Feng Jiuqing was a man caused indelible damage to Zhao Jin's young heart.

Feng Jiuqing became even more indifferent, and showed the Phoenix Seal that could prove his identity: "Well, I am your Majesty's noble lord, Mingqing. If the general doesn't believe me, you can check to see if this Phoenix Seal is real."

Zhao Jin now felt that he was hallucinating. It was already hard enough for him to hear a beautiful woman become a man, and this man even said that he was His Majesty's noble lord? Zhao Jin had just convinced himself that a man was fine, after all, their General Wen was a homosexual, but now he was told that this was His Majesty's man?

All his mental preparation was in vain. How dare he touch His Majesty's people?

"Greetings, sir." Zhao Jin bowed with a bitter face. He did not recognize the phoenix seal, but he recognized jade. Jade of this quality was carved into the shape of a phoenix, so he was afraid it was a real phoenix seal.

Feng Jiuqing helped the man up and said, "General Zhao, there is no need to be so polite. Someone is chasing me. Please help me and take me back to the palace."

"Who is so bold as to chase and kill your Excellency?" Zhao Jin was a little angry. Such a beautiful woman was actually being chased by someone. Even if this person was not your Excellency, he would still save her.

"The commander of the Hidden Dragon Guard, Yan Yiran."

Feng Jiuqing said slowly.

Zhao Jin was stunned for a moment. Aren't the Hidden Dragon Guards directly under His Majesty? Why would they chase after the noble king? Is this person lying to him? But this person is so good-looking, he shouldn't be lying to him, right?

Fortunately, Feng Jiuqing didn't know what Zhao Jin was thinking, otherwise he would probably think that the Chengbei Camp was doomed. What if one day someone who was as beautiful as him asked the Chengbei Camp to rebel, would he follow them?

Yan Yiran looked at Feng Jiuqing who was protected by Zhao Jin with hatred, and said in a deep voice: "General Zhao, I am Yan Yiran, the commander of the Hidden Dragon Guards, and I am arresting a criminal. Please do me a favor and hand him over to me."

He had never seen the elusive leader of the Hidden Dragon Guard, Shenlong, so of course it was impossible for him to hand Feng Jiuqing over to him.

"I don't know you. I've never seen you before. It just so happens that I'm going to take him to the palace to meet the emperor. If you are really Commander Yan, let's go together."

Yan Yiran was almost pissed off. Zhao Jin's attitude showed that he was going to interfere. But the number of people he brought today was limited. Zhao Jing had a thousand soldiers behind him, and they were obviously on a routine inspection. He couldn't defeat or kill all of his men.

But he couldn't let Mingqing see His Majesty, otherwise everything he had worked so hard for all these years would be destroyed.

"Capturing the wanted criminal is the business of the Hidden Dragon Guards and has nothing to do with the North City Camp. General Zhao must be very busy, so why would he make this trip?"

Zhao Jin has never had a good impression of the Hidden Dragon Guards. Unlike the Potential Dragon Guards trained by his marshal, the Hidden Dragon Guards are very annoying. Not only do they monitor them everywhere, but they also love to tell tales. Last time, he was fined several months' salary. With all this new grudge and old hatred, how can he let Yan Yiran get his wish?

"I just want to go and pay a visit to His Majesty right now. It's not a big deal if it's on my way."

Seeing Yan Yiran's sullen face, Zhao Jin felt quite proud. He deserved it for telling tales!

Feng Jiuqing actually didn't really want to return to the palace, but his martial arts were now sealed, and if he fell into Yan Yiran's hands he would definitely die. However, Mo Ling would not kill him, but might lock him up again.

If he had to choose the lesser of two evils, he would choose Mo Ling. If he could recover his martial arts before entering the palace, he could still run away halfway.

After Yan Yiran gave his deputy commander a look, his deputy commander quietly took a few steps back and disappeared silently.

"Since General Zhao is going to see His Majesty, I have no choice but to go with him."

Zhao Jin snorted, not wanting to pay attention to Yan Yiran. He turned to look at Feng Jiuqing and asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Jin breathed a sigh of relief visibly. This was His Majesty's noble lord, he dared not get too close to him. If he was spotted by His Majesty, he would be in big trouble.

Feng Jiuqing chose the horse next to Zhao Jin. He didn't dare to get too close to Yan Yiran. If this guy played dirty again, he would have to spend points. Yan Yiran was simply his points killer. If it weren't for this bastard, he wouldn't have spent so many points!

Even though he was far away from Yan Yiran, Feng Jiuqing still had a bad feeling. He just saw Yan Yiran's deputy leave with his own eyes, and he probably wouldn't do anything good. He still had to be more cautious.

Along the way, Zhao Jin was on guard against Yan Yiran, so that Yan Yiran had no chance to attack at all. But not long after entering the capital, Feng Jiuqing and his party ran into the imperial guards who were riding horses.

The man held a bright yellow imperial edict in his hand and stopped in front of Feng Jiuqing: "Your Excellency, please accept the edict!"

There was a hint of smile on Yan Yiran's lips, which made Feng Jiuqing feel even more uneasy.

How could it be an imperial edict for him?

It seems that Yan Yiran's deputy returned to the palace first, and probably told Mo Ling about Yan Yiran's actions with exaggeration, so Mo Ling issued the decree in such a short time.

However, when enemies come, we must fight back; when water comes, we must build earthen walls. Feng Jiuqing has experienced a lot over the years, and it was just an imperial edict.

"By the grace of Heaven... Your Excellency Ming Qing has murdered someone and escaped from the palace. You are hereby imprisoned in the Imperial Prison to await trial."

Murder and escape from the palace?

It seems that the little stick has been silenced, and the blame has been placed on him again. He was just a little bit away from clearing his suspicion, but now, all his efforts have been in vain.

In order to stop him, Yan Yiran really put a lot of effort into it and even let Mo Ling put him in the imperial prison. It seems that he will never see Mo Ling again.

Feng Jiuqing was actually very familiar with the Imperial Prison. When he was the Grand Tutor, he often went in to interrogate others. It was just that the situation had changed and it was someone else's turn to interrogate him.

Let him go to the Imperial Prison. He has been there before, so he can just treat it as a revisit. If he is given a little more time, he will be able to break through the meridians that were sealed by the imperial physician. After he recovers his martial arts, the Imperial Prison will not be able to hold him.

Although Zhao Jin didn't know that the stunning beauty in front of him was his marshal, he was a man of honor. Since he had promised Feng Jiuqing to send him back to the palace, even though Feng Jiuqing couldn't return to the palace now, he still sent Feng Jiuqing to the imperial prison. Yan Yiran seemed to want to eat Feng Jiuqing alive. If he didn't send him to a safe place, he would feel uneasy.

Yan Yiran did not stop it, but the smile on his face remained.

Feng Jiuqing was locked up in a clean cell. He couldn't laugh at all. He could only bow to Zhao Jin expressionlessly and said, "Thank you, General Zhao."

Zhao Jin returned the greeting: "You are welcome, sir. Please take care of yourself."

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "When I come out, I will treat you to a drink, Sangluo wine."

Zhao Jin's eyes suddenly lit up. How did Guijun know that he liked to drink Sanluo wine? This wine was expensive. On weekdays, he had to save up his private money for a long time to buy Sanluo wine. Since Guijun said he would treat him to a drink, it would be okay for him to drink a little more, right?

Zhao Jin smiled a little more: "Then I hope that you can clear your grievances as soon as possible."

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Thank you."

Under Zhao Jin's eager gaze, Yan Yiran had no choice but to go with Zhao Jin to meet the emperor. Before leaving, she left Feng Jiuqing with a meaningful smile.