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

"marshal!"

Feng Jiuqing waved his hand, and the guards who had surrounded him retreated.

"A Ling!" The King of Nancheng finally stopped maintaining his calm demeanor and showed signs of urgency. However, he took just a few steps forward and was pushed back by the Youyun Army.

"Don't hurt A Ling, he's just a fool, he doesn't know anything!"

It turned out to be the foolish and deposed prince. Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. No wonder he was so ignorant of the danger.

Forget it, he's just a kid with a mental problem, he doesn't bother to do anything to him.

Feng Jiuqing grabbed Mo Ling's hair and lifted him up. In the light of the fire, he could finally see Mo Ling's appearance clearly.

"Ah Xun!"

Feng Jiuqing loosened his hand, murmured a name, and touched Mo Ling's face with trembling hands, his eyes filled with unbelievable surprise and deep-seated guilt.

Mo Ling's eyes were filled with clear confusion. The moment their eyes met, Feng Jiuqing suddenly withdrew his hand as if burned by something, and stared at Mo Ling blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Ling squatted on the ground, protecting his head with both hands, and cried in his voice: "Don't hit A Ling! Wuwu A Ling, it hurts!"

Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling for a long time before he slowly squatted down and coaxed him softly, "Be good, brother won't hit you. Come with brother, okay?"

The system couldn't stand it any longer, so it patted Feng Jiuqing on the shoulder and said, "Friendly reminder, he is older than you."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were gloomy, full of determination, "So what! He is just a child now, so what if I treat him as my brother?"

"Shameless! Don't you feel guilty for cheating someone's child?" the system sneered.

"No." Feng Jiuqing said calmly, "After all, you have eaten my conscience, right, Tongzi? Without a heart, there will be no pain."

"You, rebellious son! You are secretly scolding me again, don't think I don't know!" The system got furious and jumped off Feng Jiuqing, grinning at Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing chuckled, took out two candies from his pocket and shook them in front of Mo Ling's eyes, coaxing him softly: "Follow me and you'll have candies."

Mo Ling's eyes lit up for a moment, but he quickly turned his head away, "No, Yiran said that those who gave him candy and let him go are all bad guys."

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Jiuqing laughed heartily: "He is right. I am not only a bad guy, but also a wicked guy. If you don't go with me, I will eat you up! I will swallow you up in one gulp, skin and bones included."

Feng Jiuqing did want to eat Mo Ling, but not in the conventional sense.

"Wow, woooo, don't eat me! Woohoo." Mo Ling was scared and cried miserably.

Feng Jiuqing reached out to wipe away Mo Ling's tears and sighed in his heart. He was still a child and couldn't bring himself to do it.

He took Mo Ling's hand and pulled him up, saying softly: "Don't cry, go with your brother, and I won't eat you."

Mo Ling wiped away his tears and blinked at Feng Jiuqing: "You really don't want to eat A Ling?"

Feng Jiuqing touched Mo Ling's head and stuffed the candy into Mo Ling's hand, "If you don't want to eat it, I'll give you the candy back."

Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing, then looked at the candy in his hand, slowly put the candy into his mouth, and suddenly laughed.

"Sweet and delicious."

Feng Jiuqing reached out and pinched Mo Ling's chubby cheeks, wiping away the tear marks on his face bit by bit.

"You're a little thin. You need to feed yourself to gain weight. Come on, poor little thing. I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Feng Jiuqing held Mo Ling's hand with one hand and held a sharp sword with the other. The Youyun Army made way for Feng Jiuqing, and Mo Ling followed behind Feng Jiuqing obediently.

"A Ling! Don't go, come back!"

Prince Nancheng was extremely anxious. This little fool was the only person in the palace who was kind to him and the only one who dared to save him in front of Feng Jiuqing. He didn't want anything to happen to the little fool.

Mo Ling stopped and tilted his head to look at King Nancheng in confusion, "Royal brother?"

So cute! Feng Jiuqing covered his crazy beating heart with his hands, his eyes slightly gloomy, wishing he could eat Mo Ling right now, his mind was full of garbage.

"A Ling! Come back, stay with your brother and be obedient."

King Nancheng looked at Mo Ling worriedly. Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing, then at King Nancheng. His face was full of confusion and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Feng Jiuqing chuckled, forcibly pulled the man to the door of Xuanshi Hall, and pressed him on the chair he had sat on before.

"Be good, sit down, brother will give you a big gift."

Mo Ling sat obediently, looking at Feng Jiuqing from time to time. When Feng Jiuqing looked back at him, he lowered his head and pretended that he had done nothing.

Feng Jiuqing just touched Mo Ling's head and glanced at Ding Mao lightly. Ding Mao immediately understood and began to list all the mistakes Mo Jing had made after he ascended the throne. He also lifted his fig leaf and described in detail the fact that he killed his brother and forged an imperial edict to ascend the throne, and also included a group of witnesses.

The evidence was irrefutable. Even if the ministers were unwilling to admit it, Prince Jing had indeed done those heinous things. They were silent, not knowing why Feng Jiuqing wanted to expose these things and what his purpose was.

Ding Mao closed the silk book, Feng Jiuqing's eyes were cold, and his voice was cold and stern: "Mo Jing killed the emperor and forged the imperial edict, which was an act of treason. After ascending the throne, he was licentious and immoral, levied heavy taxes, and committed numerous crimes. The people were in grief and resentment everywhere. He is not worthy of being an emperor."

"Today, all the court officials are here. I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and depose Mo Jing from the throne. Demote him to a commoner to appease the people's resentment."

"this--"

"You are committing a crime against humanity! Throughout history, there has never been a case of a minister deposing his king! You are a traitor and you are confusing right and wrong!"

"Hasn't there been one?" Feng Jiuqing sneered: "Then I will be the first one!"

"Ridiculous! Absurd! Feng Jiuqing, you are a traitor and a traitor. Even if I die, I will never surrender to a thief like you!"

"Okay, I'll help you."

Feng Jiuqing covered Mo Ling's eyes with one hand and threw the long knife out with the other hand, hitting the man right in the heart.

"Prince Hanguo was in charge of escorting 300,000 dan of Youyun military rations three years ago. The 200,000 dan delivered to the northern border were all sand and gravel, leaving less than 100,000 dan of grain."

"You backed Mo Yin and embezzled 200,000 dan of military rations from my Youyun Army. I haven't bothered you yet, but you came up on your own, saving me the trouble."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, please stand up. I like to help others achieve their goals. If any of you want to follow Mo Jing, I will fulfill your wish."

The court officials were pale. The lesson of the past was right before their eyes. The prince of the Kingdom of Korea died with his eyes open. And the Youyun Army had their long swords gleaming. What could they dare to say? They dared not say anything.

Mo Ling lowered his head, not daring to think that the thing he had hated for so long and planned for so long was actually accomplished by Feng Jiuqing in just a few words, and even more cruelly than he could do.

Although his deep hatred was avenged, Mo Ling did not feel as happy as he had imagined. Instead, he felt a little confused and melancholy.