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

Feng Jiuqing glanced at the servant who was still secretly happy, and followed Lan Shu into the house, with a slight smile on his face. He had just seen the flash of anger in Princess Lan Shu's eyes, and this servant was probably not going to have a good time.

He is not Ah He. Ah He can be bullied and still smile. He will not let this person be an eyesore. So he can only let him suffer a little and let Princess Lanshu deal with him, so as not to hurt his eyes.

As soon as Feng Jiuqing sat down, he saw a piece of pastry on the table, and his eyes lit up. Tianqing kept her word and didn't give him any cold drinks. She even deliberately teased him in front of him, which made him very greedy. Anyway, Tianqing was not in the Prime Minister's Mansion now, and he was Ah He instead of Feng Jiuqing, so it shouldn't be a problem to eat a little, right?

Lan Shu saw the sparkling eyes of the person in front of her, who was obviously greedy but dared not move, and felt a little bitter in her heart. She pushed Su Shan in front of Feng Jiuqing with a gentle smile.

"Like it? Don't worry. This is specially made for you. It doesn't matter how much you eat."

"Thank you princess."

Feng Jiuqing smiled shyly, took the bowl and ate it in small bites, with a little smile in his eyes. Suddenly he felt that role-playing was not so good. If he were Feng Jiuqing, he could perform a trick of disappearing in one bite.

Lan Shu looked at Feng Jiuqing with pity. Who was he and how much he had suffered? A snack like Sushan was worth savoring bite by bite.

"Madam, Ah He."

A familiar voice reached Feng Jiuqing's ears, and the delicious food in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

He put down Su Shan, lowered his eyes and said, "Meet the Prime Minister."

Lan Shu went to meet him and said softly, "The Prime Minister is back."

"Yeah." Prime Minister Lu glanced at Feng Jiuqing and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch Feng Jiuqing's head. Feng Jiuqing timidly took a step back to avoid his hand.

Prime Minister Lu's hand froze for a moment, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes, he took his hand back and said softly: "Are you used to living in the mansion? If there is anything you are missing or not used to, please tell us, don't keep it to yourself."

Feng Jiuqing nodded timidly, "Thank you, Lord Prime Minister."

Prime Minister Lu smiled and said in a softer voice, "We are all family, no need to thank me. Ah He, this is your home, no need to be so polite. You can do whatever you want, we will support you."

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes to glance at Prime Minister Lu, then quickly lowered his eyes and nodded.

Home? This is no longer his home.

That’s right, Prime Minister Lu was talking to Ah He, not to Feng Jiuqing, so why did he care so much?

Feng Jiuqing didn't want to stay with them any longer. He looked up and hesitated to speak. After a while, he whispered, "I want to go around the mansion by myself. Is that okay?"

Lan Shu's heart ached so much that his eyes almost overflowed. "Yes, of course, this is your home, you can go anywhere!"

Prime Minister Lu also smiled gently at him and said, "Go ahead. Your mother is right. You are also the master here. Just go wherever you want to go. You don't have to tell us specifically."

Feng Jiuqing nodded obediently, "Okay, Ah He will take his leave."

Looking at Feng Jiuqing's receding back, Prime Minister Lu didn't know why, but he always felt that there seemed to be something different about Ah He today, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

After she could no longer see Feng Jiuqing's back, Lan Shu leaned into Prime Minister Lu's arms and cried, "Prime Minister, why is our child so miserable? He doesn't even dare to eat snacks like Sushan. What kind of life did he live before?"

Prime Minister Lu hugged Lan Shu, feeling a dull pain in his heart, and whispered, "Madam, it was our fault in the past, but the child is back now. We should make it up to him and give him back everything we didn't give him before."

Lan Shu cried even harder, "But Lord Prime Minister, I am still so heartbroken, my poor child!"

Feng Jiuqing had no idea what happened after he left. He walked through the pavilions and towers of the prime minister's mansion alone, stopping to admire from time to time, causing the maids to hang their heads in shame.

More than a decade had passed, and the Xiangfu had hardly changed. The lake was still the same lake, and the flowers were still the same flowers. Everything was so familiar, as if he had never left.

In a trance, he couldn't help but wonder if everything he was experiencing was real?

He led the Youyun Army all the way from the north to the capital and supported Mo Ling to become the Grand Tutor. Were these all illusions? Were they all his fantasies when he was dying?

As Feng Jiuqing walked, he unknowingly came to the remote Fengluyuan, where he lived as a child.

He took a few more steps forward and came to a remote corner, where the small hole was still there.

After his wet nurse was driven out of the house, the little boy relied on this small hole to sneak out of Fengluyuan. He was able to secretly find something to fill his stomach while those people were away and avoid starving to death.

In the beginning, he was often discovered. Not only could he not find food, but he was also taken back and beaten by the servants who were in charge of Fengluyuan.

Later he learned to be smart. He would sneak out at night when the dew was heavy and everyone was sleepy. He was almost never caught and could even have a full meal occasionally.

He had protected this cave well in the beginning. After all, once it was discovered, he would never be able to leave Fenglu Courtyard again. With those people only bringing him a meal once every three days, I'm afraid all the grass in Fenglu Courtyard would be pulled up and eaten by him.

This was his bread and butter when he was young, but now the hole is right there, and no one is blocking it. Is it because he is no longer in there, so there is no need to block it?

Feng Jiuqing squatted down and carefully touched the small hole. At that time, he thought the hole was quite big. At least he had never been stuck before. But now it seems that the hole is so small that even Ding Dong would get stuck if he passed through it.

By the way, Ding Dong is a fat dog raised by Lu Yu. He is so silly that even Lu Yu can't tell him apart. Lu Yu has been away for so long, but the dog is still so silly and wags its tail happily at him.

He remembered that before he left the Prime Minister's Mansion, the silly dog ​​was only a little kid, and sometimes when he was very hungry, he would go and forcefully snatch some of the silly dog's food. It's not quite right to say snatch, after all, the silly dog ​​wagged its tail at everyone it saw, even if he went to snatch food, the silly dog ​​would still wag its tail at him.

So he often went to look for this silly dog ​​in the middle of the night. Maybe because they had been together for a long time, the silly dog ​​also remembered his smell, so it wagged its tail at him just now. The silly dog ​​was quite silly, but if there was no silly dog, he might have been hungry many more times.

Go to the kitchen later and bring some food to the silly dog. After all, Lu Yu is gone, and the people who take care of the silly dog ​​probably won't pay too much attention to it. The silly dog ​​is old, and because Lu Yu has been away for a month, the color of its fur is not as bright as before.

The silly dog ​​had helped him a lot in the past, so he should help Lu Yu take care of this silly dog, at least so that it can enjoy its old age.