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

Maybe he really doesn't deserve it.

Or maybe the compensation he gave was not enough.

After placing the last chess piece into the chess box, Mo Ling was stunned for a moment. He slowly reached out and picked up the envelope next to him and opened it. He opened the letter inside and the words on it were extremely dazzling:

Mingqing, unnamed, twenty years old, a native of Suizhou, Qiyang, writes me this letter of divorce.

In the past, we were in love and agreed to grow old together. However, time has passed and things are unpredictable. You are full of doubts and you have no way to defend yourself. You think you are right, but you are unwilling to believe you.

Since our hearts are different, it is difficult to reach a consensus. It is better for us to return to our original ways and part ways.

I cut my hair as a vow to bid farewell to you. From now on, no matter life, old age, sickness or death, it will have nothing to do with you.

I wish my lover can enjoy this vast land alone for thousands of years, and we will never see each other again in this life or death!

This handwriting was written by Qingqing herself!

Mo Ling narrowed his eyes. Was this letter written before Ming Qing and him met at Xishan Garden, or after they met at Xishan Garden?

If before, Mo Ling's heart suddenly hurt, because he didn't believe Qingqing, would Qingqing no longer want to have anything to do with him? He knew that Qingqing had a strong temper. Lu Xiang asked Qingqing to go to the general's mansion on behalf of Lu Yu. Even though Qingqing knew his life experience, she still asked him for a letter of severance.

Is it the same for him?

If this letter was written later, then his beloved might still be alive, but not willing to see him again.

Mo Ling would rather it be the latter. Even if Qingqing didn't want to see him again, he still hoped that Qingqing was alive, although he knew the possibility was very small.

Mo Ling picked up a strand of hair beside the letter. Cut off your hair as a pledge? Absolutely impossible!

He didn't believe what the Grand Tutor said about Ming Qing being eaten up. His Qing Qing was so bright and beautiful, it would never happen! He would definitely find Ming Qing, no matter if she was dead or alive!

He carefully collected a strand of hair and placed it in a bright yellow sachet. After a long while, he picked up the pen but couldn't put it down for a long time.

Throughout the divorce letter, Qingqing knew everything and it was all his fault, but she didn't scold him at all. He once heard someone say that when a person is extremely sad, they will no longer care. They no longer love, so they will not hate. Is it because of this that Qingqing didn't scold him?

He would rather Qingqing blame him throughout the whole article, accusing him of being cruel, suspicious, and unworthy, than to stay together and never let each other down.

Qingqing seemed really unwilling to have him.

It was his fault, he deserved it, he hurt the person who had eyes only for him!

Mo Ling's hand holding the pen kept shaking. It took him half an hour to write the two words. After he finished, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, in a corner far away from the capital, a man who looked like a scholar was half-kneeling on the ground, and the person sitting above him had a furious look on his face.

"Are all the Mos a bunch of losers? We paved the way for them, yet they still do this!"

The scholar lowered his head with a respectful look: "My Lord, please calm down. The main reason for this failure is that the Grand Master made a surprise attack. If the Grand Master had not intervened, Mo Cang would have most likely been able to sit on the throne."

"Grand Master, it's Grand Master again! It was because of him four years ago too. Why is he everywhere? He always ruins my plans! In order to prevent him from helping Mo Ling, I not only let Mo Cheng throw all the dirty water on him, but also gave him some good things. He was on the verge of death a month ago, but a month later he is back alive and well!"

"Is he an indestructible cockroach? He's almost dead yet he crawls back to help Mo Ling! I've never seen a powerful official like him who doesn't seek power or profit! Is he a blockhead who has no desires or requests?"

Only after the man finished cursing did the scholar ask, "Master, what should we do now?"

The man narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Although we didn't succeed this time, we still gained a lot. However, as long as the Grand Tutor is here, it will always be a problem. We have to lure away the Grand Tutor who is like a dog-skin plaster. This task is left to you, don't let me down~"

"I will live up to the great expectations of my lord!"

Feng Jiuqing, who was far away in the capital, had no idea what was happening in this corner. He was lying on the armchair to catch up on his sleep. The morning court was simply outrageous, causing him to not sleep well. Now he wanted to sleep but couldn't.

As expected, he is more suitable for playing badly. Every day of attending court makes him irritable. He will not go to the morning court anymore!

The system lay on his legs, curled up into a ball, looking so cute. Feng Jiuqing couldn't help but stretch out his evil hand, holding the system in his arms and squeezing it to his heart's content.

"Meow! Unfilial son, let go!"

It has been a long time since I heard the system call him like this, and I missed it a little for a moment.

"Tongzi, we have been in Dayue for more than 20 years. I still remember the first time I met you, you were so cool that you refused to show up in front of me. It's been a long time."

The system also remembered the first time it met Feng Jiuqing. Fifty stories high, Feng Jiuqing was standing alone on the rooftop, looking at the night view for half an hour without saying a word.

He was just passing by, and a casual glance made him stop and look at Feng Jiuqing for half an hour. After all, looking at a beautiful woman is pleasing to the eyes.

But before he could see enough, a idiot suddenly rushed out, pushed Feng Jiuqing down, and also dragged him down with him.

He watched helplessly as the beauty who had just appeared became unrecognizable, and was terrified.

After all, he had just finished the novice training period, had never done a mission, and had never experienced the dangers of the world. Just as he was stunned, Feng Jiuqing's blood splashed on him, triggering the forced binding.

So Feng Jiuqing became his first host. He had heard from the people who trained them that the system should not be too soft, otherwise it would be easy for the host to take advantage of it, and then he would be totally embarrassed. So he did not dare to appear in front of Feng Jiuqing and could only talk to Feng Jiuqing in a cold voice.

"Congratulations to the host for binding the Nengchen system."

Feng Jiuqing was not interested at that time: "Am I not dead? Am I not dead yet? Fifty floors, am I indestructible? And you, the Nengchen system, what is that?"

He explained to Feng Jiuqing in a serious tone, "The system is nothing. After binding to the capable minister system, the host can bind to the corresponding emperor and help him ascend the throne. If he can make his country stable and peaceful within three years, he can complete the task and get rewards, such as a new life."

"Ascend the throne? Daqing has been dead for nearly two hundred years. Why do you want to rebel against Tiangang and do evil things? Impossible. I have no common language with you, a bunch of feudal remnants." Feng·Gezhengmiaohong·Jiuqing directly refused.

The cold electronic voice of the feudal remnant system did not carry the slightest emotion: "The host has completed the binding and cannot refuse the main task."

"You're still forcing people to do this? Where are you from? I'm going to report you, a bunch of walking 500,000 people! Although I don't think highly of 500,000, it's my duty to contribute to the country!"

Feng Jiuqing's peach blossom eyes flashed with coldness. These bastards actually spied on him, Feng Jiuqing. Could it be that they wanted to steal the latest holographic technology in his company?

Absolutely impossible!