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

The information Mo Ling learned from Yi Hai was almost the same as what the man in black said last night. The only difference was that Yi Hai saw the opening of the palace in the secret passage.

Yi Hai used four words to describe it: heaven and hell, heaven for guests and hell for actors. Originally, he would not be discovered, but he could not bear to see the desperate look of death on those people's faces, so he took action. Although he was good at martial arts, Xitailou was not a pushover. He was no match for four hands with his two fists, and was captured.

After listening to Yi Hai's brief description, Mo Ling's face became darker and darker, and finally it was almost black as if water was about to drip out.

"How outrageous! How dare a mere Xitai Tower take human life so lightly right under my nose! Are these officials in Jiangning Prefecture all good-for-nothings? They let such a cannibalistic tower open for ten years!"

Yi Hai's face didn't look good either. After all, he had experienced such a ridiculous banquet and was shocked by those people's habits.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. I noticed that many of the guests at the banquet were officials from Jiangning Prefecture!"

Mo Ling's dark eyes were filled with coldness: "It turns out that this bunch of good-for-nothings broke the law and embezzled money. It seems that Jiangning Mansion needs to be cleaned up."

Yi Hai sensed the rage in Mo Ling's words and secretly lit a candle for the officials in Jiangning. The Grand Master had always used his iron-blooded tactics to intimidate the court, and the Lord was taught by the Grand Master, so he had personally experienced what it meant to be better than the master.

Mo Ling told Yi Hai to rest and recover from his injuries. He wrote two letters and tied them to the legs of carrier pigeons. The carrier pigeons were specially trained to deliver the letters to Jiazi Guard. One letter was an order to his confidant, the Minister of Justice, to come here to purge the corrupt officials in Jiangning Prefecture, and the other was an imperial edict to mobilize troops.

Xitailou

"Sir, someone has sent you an invitation to meet at Qingshan Lake outside the city at 9:00 pm. Do you want to go?"

Feng Jiuqing was the leader of Xitai Tower, especially after his stunning dance that day, so many people who wanted to date him could probably line up all the way from Xitai Tower to the city gate.

He didn't like socializing, especially the invitations from those flirtatious men, which annoyed him, so he told Tianqing not to accept any invitations. This girl knew his rules, but she still asked him this question?

"No, Tianqing, have you forgotten what I told you, sir?"

Tianqing pretended to be embarrassed and asked, "Are you really not going, sir? Tianqing saw——"

Feng Jiuqing was a little helpless. What was this girl trying to tell him? "If you have something to say, just say it."

Tian Qing smiled and handed him the invitation: "The signature is Yan, which means the sea is peaceful and the river is clear. Sir, are you really not going?"

When Mo Ling was in Xitai Tower, he used the identity of the wealthy businessman Mr. Yan to the outside world, so he signed his name with the word "Yan".

Feng Jiuqing snatched the invitation from Tianqing's hand, opened it and saw that it was indeed written by Yan'er. This invitation was handed to him by Yan'er.

This girl must have recognized Yan'er's handwriting, which is why she was so shy and asked so many questions.

"Go, of course you have to go. How can you not go to the invitation of your future mistress?"

Tianqing glanced at Feng Jiuqing, who was holding the post with a worthless smile on his face, and curled his lips. "Madam? How could a person like His Majesty be inferior to others? Only my own young master thinks that His Majesty is weak and can be bullied."

She had seen with her own eyes that when the young master was not around, His Majesty changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book when dealing with the guilty ministers. Oh, should I remind my young master, lest he foolishly sends me away and loses all his money.

Feng Jiuqing noticed the way the girl looked at him, the feeling of wanting to say something but not being able to, made him a little creepy. Feng Jiuqing shook his head, it must be an illusion, this girl probably didn't know what she was imagining.

Feng Jiuqing was the leader after all, so no one stopped him from going out. However, he was allowed to bring two people with good martial arts skills with him, under the pretext of protecting him.

Before the carriage arrived, Feng Jiuqing saw a tall figure standing by the lake from afar. He knew without looking closely that the person standing out from the crowd must be his Yan'er.

As expected of him who taught her, she stands like a pine tree, and even her back looks damn good.

Tianqing, who was standing by, was already numb. Her son was being taken advantage of by His Majesty. He could not take his eyes off his back. If he was taken away like this, she would not be ashamed to tell others that this was her Grand Tutor, whose cough would shake the court three times.

Alas, in the end, she had to bear it all by herself.

"You came."

Because there were outsiders present, Feng Jiuqing simply hummed.

Mo Ling noticed that Feng Jiuqing's tone was not right, and turned around to notice that there were two guards following him, who did not look like good people.

"My dear, do you not trust me?"

Huh? What's the connection? Feng Jiuqing was stunned for a moment.

Mo Ling pulled her into his arms and whispered in Feng Jiuqing's ear, "Qingqing brought guards with her. Are you afraid that I will do something to Qingqing?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly, pulled the person closer, and asked seductively: "Then what does the distinguished guest brother want to do to Qingqing?"

Fairy! A trace of desire flashed across Mo Ling's eyes, and he pinched the soft flesh on the waist of the person in his arms.

Feng Jiuqing couldn't help but let out a soft cry, a hint of red appeared at the corners of his eyes, and he leaned into Mo Ling's arms to avoid falling down.

A burst of laughter came from above his head, followed by a dizzying feeling. He was actually picked up by Mo Ling, and was he carried like a princess?

In broad daylight, in the open air, doesn't Feng Jiuqing have any respect?

He immediately struggled, but Mo Ling held him tighter. Feng Jiuqing's face was no longer slightly red but completely red, and he struggled even more violently.

"Snapped."

Feng Jiuqing was stunned. Yan'er hit him! This was the second time! He was committing treason and betraying his teacher and ancestors! %%￥&*!

"Be good, ok?"

Tianqing covered her eyes. She didn't know. She didn't see anything. Did anything happen just now? No, absolutely not.

Feng Jiuqing was like a deflated ball, leaning in Mo Ling's arms with grievance, but communicating with the system in his heart.

"Master, I must let Yan'er know what it means to respect teachers!"

The system looked at the person whose only strength was his mouth: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're right!"

"Tongzi, you are just being perfunctory to me. You are actually being perfunctory to me! So love will disappear, right?"

The system rolled its eyes at the troublemaker: "Didn't you insist on provoking Mo Ling? Who can you blame?"

"Tongzi, you have changed. You don't love me anymore."

The system laughed: "I love you, big head!"

"Tongzi, you are mean to me. You actually learned to be mean to me. Did you learn something shameful from the main system behind my back? That's why you are mean to me now."

The system unilaterally cut off the connection with Feng Jiuqing. He was afraid that if he continued to talk, he would not be able to help but beat up Feng Jiuqing, the rebellious son!

Mo Ling had just walked a few steps with Feng Jiuqing in his arms when the two guards caught up with him. Mo Ling stopped and said with a chill in his voice, "Get lost!"

The two men looked at each other and did not take Mo Ling's words to heart. After all, the order given to them by the host was to protect the leader.

Just as the two were about to continue following, Feng Jiuqing spoke up: "Step back, I will be fine as long as my dear brother is here."

"But the leader, where is the host?"

"If anything happens, I will take full responsibility for the host's side. You just wait for me here!"

Since the leader had given them a guarantee, if anything happened, it would have nothing to do with them. Besides, the man holding the leader didn't look easy to mess with, so if they offended him, they would be the ones to suffer.