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

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes, with a somewhat cold smile on his face, and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I've already told you that my last name isn't Lu, so why can't you remember it?"

"What do you want to do?"

The high priest stared at Feng Jiuqing warily and said, "Don't forget, you are now infected by my Gu. If I die, you will never be able to get rid of it in this life! This Gu will break out every full moon day. Once it breaks out, it will be like being cut into pieces. I suggest you be cautious."

"Thank you, but I have one thing in common: I don't like to listen to other people's advice."

Feng Jiuqing dodged and grabbed the high priest's neck with one hand, saying with a smile on his face, "It's better for you to tell the truth, Aunt. I have always been impatient. If you insist on challenging my patience, then I will have no choice but to fulfill your wish and complete what you failed to do 20 years ago."

"you!"

The high priest felt the hand tightening around her neck, but her life was more important. She could only reluctantly say, "Don't kill me. We can negotiate any terms."

Feng Jiuqing smiled coldly, "That depends on whether what Auntie gave me is enough for Auntie to survive."

The high priest said as if he accepted his fate: "That man asked us to help him lead the Grand Master away, but we did not fully agree. After all, the Grand Master is not someone that ordinary people can move. We only agreed to send people to assist him, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

"I really don't know who he is. Every time he meets with us to discuss things in the gambling house, the person who comes is the gambling house owner, not that person."

Feng Jiuqing asked casually: "When did he contact you?"

"More than ten days ago, we met the people he sent on our way to the capital of Dai Viet. We just didn't want to pay tribute to Dai Viet anymore, so we agreed to his request. After all, it was something we could do and there would be no loss."

There seemed to be a deep flame in Feng Jiuqing's eyes, "Besides luring away the Grand Master, did he tell you any other information?"

The high priest shook his head: "Of course not, we are not from Dai Yue, there is no need for him to tell us so much."

A hint of doubt flashed across Feng Jiuqing's eyes. What exactly did that person want to do?

He joined forces with Nanzhao to help him lure the Grand Tutor away. Did he not want the Grand Tutor to stay in Kyoto?

But how could the Grand Tutor hinder him?

Feng Jiuqing had a 70% feeling that the man was the King of Nancheng, but he couldn't guess the King of Nancheng's motives. If the King of Nancheng was plotting a rebellion, even if he killed Mo Ling, he would not live long.

Feng Jiuqing also remembered that Mo Ling had told him that when the King of Nancheng's son was born, he would make him the crown prince.

Whether the King of Nancheng rebelled or not, his son could become the emperor, and the cost of rebellion was obviously higher than that of not rebelling. If the rebellion succeeded, it would be fine. But once his rebellion was exposed, Mo Ling would never trust him again, and his son's throne would be gone.

What kind of huge temptation could make King Nancheng take such a huge risk to do this?

Or did Feng Jiuqing guess wrong?

Isn't the person behind this the King of Nancheng?

Or maybe it's not just the King of Nancheng?

How could the people who conspired with the King of Nancheng give him the huge benefits that he could not get by rebelling?

But what on earth could make King Nancheng betray Mo Ling in order to get it?

But given the relationship between King Nancheng and Mo Ling, except for the throne, which cannot be given directly to King Nancheng, anything else that Mo Ling has, as long as King Nancheng wants it, Mo Ling will definitely give it to him. Even the throne, he will give it to King Nancheng's son.

Can't guess.

Feng Jiuqing frowned, took a deep breath, and was about to say something when the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside, and Lu Yu appeared in front of everyone with red eyes.

The high priest's eyes flickered, and he shouted angrily at Lu Yu: "What are you doing here! Get out!"

"I do not!"

A tear ran across the corner of Lu Yu's eye. He seemed to want to rush to Feng Jiuqing, but was stopped by Canglang. Canglang waved his sleeves and the door closed again. A long sword was placed across Lu Yu's neck.

Lu Yu's face was full of tears, and suddenly he knelt down in front of Feng Jiuqing.

"Mingqing, I know I have let you down, and my mother has let you down too, but please, don't kill my mother. Everything she did was because of me. If you want to kill someone, just kill me. I took everything from you anyway!"

Canglang blinked and looked at Feng Jiuqing, with three words clearly written on his face: Do you want to kill me?

The high priest suddenly struggled violently, and Feng Jiuqing pinned him down. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the high priest yelled at Lu Yu, "Get out! I'm not your mother! I don't need a fool like you to save me! Get out! Get as far away as you can!"

Tears welled up in Lu Yu's eyes, and he yelled back, "You are my mother! I heard everything! I ran away once when I first heard it, but you are my mother, and I can't let you face danger alone! So I came back again, Mingqing, kill me! Anyway, I enjoyed everything for you, and I am the one you should hate! I beg you, kill me and let my mother live!"

"Get lost! Who asked a fool like you to come to the rescue? I'll say it again, I'm not your mother! Get lost now! Don't be an eyesore here!"

Lu Yu burst into tears and cried, "Don't listen to her! Mingqing, I'm sorry! I'm the one who let you down. Kill me! Just consider it as a token of your hatred over the years. Please don't kill her."

Feng Jiuqing pressed her mute point before the high priest spoke, preventing her ears from being penetrated by the devil's voice. He tilted his head and looked at Lu Yu coldly and said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Lu Yu cried and said, "No, Mingqing, please let my mother live."

Although the high priest did not say anything, Feng Jiuqing could see that the high priest was almost mad at the fool Lu Yu. It was truly a touching mother-son love. If he was not the only person hurt, he would have applauded the mother-son love between the two.

"What if I insist on killing her? Lu Yu, what qualifications do you have to beg me?"

Lu Yu was obviously terrified, his whole body was trembling, but he still looked straight at Feng Jiuqing. After a long while, he kowtowed to Feng Jiuqing and said, "I know I am not qualified, but Mingqing, if you must kill her, then take me with you. Anyway, everything you have experienced is what I deserve, but I let you go through it innocently, so just kill me and cut off all the cause and effect."

The high priest wanted to scold Lu Yu, the fool, but she couldn't say anything.

This fool! Everything she did was for him, but he actually asked for death here. What was the point of all the things she had done over the years? If he died, everything she had done would be in vain. This fool should just get out of here!

Get out! Get as far as you can! Get back to Nanzhao! She had paved all the way for him. As long as Lu Yu returned to Nanzhao, he would be the legitimate son of Nanzhao, with a position higher than that of the crown prince. The old emperor was about to be sidelined by her. As long as Lu Yu returned, he would be the son of the real power. He could become the next emperor of Nanzhao at any time if he wanted!

This idiot!

How could she, who had been so smart all her life, give birth to such a fool!

Tears flowed from the high priest's eyes, and he looked at Lu Yu with some despair.

However, Lu Yu had no intention of running away and kept begging Feng Jiuqing to spare the high priest.

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes and looked at the ground. He should have killed the high priest directly. After all, all his misfortunes originated from this insane high priest. But looking at Lu Yu's appearance, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

To be fair, neither the high priest nor Lu Yu is innocent, but Lu Yu is willing to give up his life for the high priest, and the high priest is also willing to gamble his life for Lu Yu.

But why does Feng Jiuqing have to bear all of this?