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

Feng Jiuqing opened the envelope and found that Mo Ling had indeed signed his name, but he did not use his usual formal handwriting, but rather cursive script.

Based on Feng Jiuqing's understanding of Mo Ling, that person would usually only write cursive when he was distracted.

It seems that Mo Ling was in a state of ups and downs when he signed the divorce letter.

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

Feng Jiuqing picked up two pots of wine and rode out of the capital alone, with two little followers following him.

There was no murderous intent. It seemed that the purpose of these two people was not to kill him. So he would wait for a while. He wanted to see what these two people wanted to do.

After a quick gallop, Feng Jiuqing stopped in front of a tomb with a few words engraved on it: Tomb of Mingqing.

There is nothing else, no surname, no person who erected the monument, and no epitaph.

A tomb stands alone in the dense weeds and woods. This is the cemetery chosen for him by Feng Jiuqing. It is the private property of the Grand Tutor's Mansion. There are guards at the entrance, and no blind person will be allowed in to disturb his peace.

Prime Minister Lu and Princess Lanshu originally disagreed. They wanted to build a luxurious tomb for Mingqing. Even though it was a cenotaph, they also wanted to compensate Mingqing for all that he had never experienced.

But Feng Jiuqing disagreed. He had never treated him well when he was alive, but now he was given gold and jade after his death. How ironic.

Old Madam Shen stood on Feng Jiuqing's side, and Prime Minister Lu and Lan Shu had no choice but to obey Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing dismounted and touched the words on the tombstone. He was the first person in history who not only attended his own funeral, but also buried himself. Even the words on the tombstone were carved by himself.

Now he comes to worship me, which is a new and novel experience I have never had before.

Feng Jiuqing used a fire stick to light the paper money, and the flames instantly lit up, dispelling the darkness around.

Feng Jiuqing leaned against the tombstone, took out the divorce letter signed by Mo Ling from his arms, chuckled and said, "Mingqing, I gave him the divorce letter for you, he has already signed it, you got what you wanted, and you have nothing to do with him anymore. From now on, you are no longer a noble lord, you are just Mingqing."

"I'll burn it for you to see. You should be happy."

Feng Jiuqing threw the divorce letter into the fire, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, but no one could see it because of the hideous mask. He casually removed the mulberry paper on the wine pot, raised the wine pot, and the cool wine flowed out from the mouth of the pot, reflecting the flickering firelight and flowing on the ground.

"I toast to you with this first sip of wine. I toast to your passionate and pure love for me, and also to your courage to break off all ties after climbing out of the quagmire."

Feng Jiuqing raised the wine jug again, drank the remaining wine, and threw the jug away. It hit the tree with a "bang" and broke into several pieces.

"I won't toast you with the rest, you fool. This is such a good wine, I can only give you one sip, the rest is mine."

"Do you remember? We brewed this ten years ago. I brought it back from North City. We agreed to share it with all our relatives and friends on your twentieth birthday. But who knew you would die on your twentieth birthday?"

"Then I'll have to take advantage of it, hehe. Mingqing, you can't blame me. You won't be able to have a coming-of-age ceremony in this life, and you won't be able to have a name. This wine can't be shared with others, so I'll have to enjoy it all by myself."

There was a hint of drunkenness in Feng Jiuqing's voice. He opened another pot of wine and drank it in one gulp. Then there was another crisp sound of porcelain breaking.

"Mingqing, is it cold in there? Is it dark? Is it darker and colder than the bottom of the river?"

"I'm talking to you! Why don't you answer me? You weren't like this before!"

"Are you blaming me for my stubbornness? If not, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

"But I just wanted to fulfill that one wish at the time. I didn't know it would be like this. I'm sorry, Mingqing, I'm sorry!"

"If we hadn't thought about the unattainable things, would you not have been lying there?"

The system suddenly appeared in front of Feng Jiuqing, curled Feng Jiuqing's hand with its tail, and said softly: "Ajiu, you are drunk, let's go back."

"I'm not drunk! How could I be drunk? Even if I drink two more jars, I won't get drunk!"

The system sighed: "Okay, okay, you're not drunk, but I am. Let's go home, Jiu!"

"Home? I don't have a home!"

The system's head hurt a little. This amount of wine was not enough to make Feng Jiuqing drunk to this extent. What made Jiuqing drunk was not the wine, but his heart.

"Ajiu, I'll go back to the Grand Tutor's Mansion."

"No, I want to accompany Mingqing. He is so cold and dark alone. If I don't accompany him, who else will accompany him?"

Isn't Mingqing you? The system was in a state of confusion. He finally understood why it was impossible to wake up a person who was pretending to be drunk. Ah Jiu was probably trying to get mad by drinking.

Forget it, just go crazy, it will be fine after it’s over. He knows the pain in Jiu’s heart that he can’t express.

"Okay, I'll accompany Mingqing with you, okay, Jiu?"

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were blurred. "Well, Mingqing's bed is so hard. Bring two more quilts. How can Mingqing sleep on such a hard bed?"

You are leaning against a tombstone, how can it not be hard?

The system was tired, "Okay, okay, I'll get it right away, right away."

"Bring two more lamps, Mingqing is afraid of the dark." Feng Jiuqing was drunk and talking nonsense.

It is you who is afraid of the dark, not Mingqing.

The system shook its head. When Ajiu was a child, he was locked in a cellar for three days. He was upgraded at that time and blocked from the outside world. When he came back after the upgrade, Feng Jiuqing had been unconscious for a long time.

Later he found out that in his previous life, Feng Jiuqing would be put in solitary confinement if his coursework did not meet the Feng family's requirements.

It was a room without windows. It was only equipped with a ventilation fan to prevent Feng Jiuqing from dying inside. There was nothing else. It was always dark.

As a result, Feng Jiuqing developed claustrophobia and fear of the dark, so he hated being locked up the most, but he was still willing to be locked up for Mo Ling.

Even the rooftop where Feng Jiuqing fell was brightly lit. Even when Feng Jiuqing set a trap with himself, he left such an obvious flaw because he was afraid of the dark. If that person had not been blinded by greed and reckless, Ajiu's plan would never have succeeded, and he would not have been tied to Ajiu.

Later, Ajiu forced him to overcome his fear of the dark. After all, when he was in the Youyun Army, it was impossible for him not to launch a night attack just because he was afraid of the dark, and Feng Jiuqing would not allow him to have such an obvious handle. But he still could not accept being locked up, but no one knew this except him.

Mo Ling will never know how much Ah Jiu has done for him, and how wrong he was!

The system nudged Feng Jiuqing and coaxed him softly, "Okay, take it, I'll take it right away."

Feng Jiuqing may have forgotten that he had placed the best night-shining pearl in the Grand Tutor's Mansion in Mingqing's cenotaph, so it would not be dark inside.