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

Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing and asked softly: "Is that so?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded and said softly: "Ah He wants to live back in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Mo Ling nodded and sat as far away from Feng Jiuqing as possible.

"Okay, it's too late today, you can stay in Xuanshi Hall for now. I will send someone to take you back tomorrow."

Feng Jiuqing nodded obediently and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mo Ling smiled, his eyes were soft and gentle: "There is no need to thank you between me and you."

"why?"

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were full of doubts as he said, "Her Royal Highness the Princess said that other people should say thank you, otherwise people will say Ah He is impolite."

There was no such thing, he just made it up. Anyway, he didn't believe that Mo Ling would go to Lan Shu to verify such a trivial matter.

There was a hint of loneliness in Mo Ling's eyes, and his smile seemed forced.

"I owe you this."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were filled with more doubts. "But Ah He is only meeting His Majesty for the third time. His Majesty has never borrowed money from Ah He, so he doesn't owe Ah He anything."

Mo Ling really wanted to hug such a well-behaved Qingqing in his arms, but he couldn't because Qingqing would be scared.

"You just forgot."

Feng Jiuqing nodded. After all, Ah He’s character was someone who had forgotten his past and was picked up from the river.

"What did Ah He forget? Your Majesty, can you tell Ah He?"

Looking at Feng Jiuqing's clear and innocent eyes, Mo Ling was unable to say anything to lie to him. It felt like someone was cutting his heart with a sharp knife.

How should he tell Qingqing that after Qingqing had given him her true love, he had let her down, hurt her, and almost killed her.

He couldn't say it, but Feng Jiuqing kept looking at him, as if Feng Jiuqing would keep waiting unless he said something.

Mo Ling felt a wave of pain in his heart, and whispered: "You were my only wife before, but I listened to other people's slander and let you down."

Feng Jiuqing blinked and asked softly: "Your Majesty, why do you trust others but not Ah He? Is Ah He not trustworthy?"

"No."

A sweet taste surged in Mo Ling's throat, but he forced it down.

"You are very good. It is my fault. I am sorry for you."

Mo Ling lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at Feng Jiuqing, for fear of seeing disappointment and hatred in Feng Jiuqing's eyes.

Suddenly, a piece of cake appeared in front of him, and a sweet voice sounded beside him: "Your Majesty, don't cry. Eat a piece of sweet cake and you won't be sad. Ah He is like this."

Mo Ling raised his eyes and met Feng Jiuqing's smiling eyes. He took the pastry that Feng Jiuqing handed to him, and Feng Jiuqing gave him one more piece.

Mo Ling watched as the pain in Feng Jiuqing's heart became more and more obvious. Qingqing would still take care of his feelings even if she forgot everything, but what about him? Qingqing promised him that, but he still didn't believe Qingqing.

"Your Majesty, please eat. You will feel better after eating."

Mo Ling wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He put the cake in his mouth. It was obviously very sweet, but it tasted bitter in his mouth.

The bitterness spread all the way from his mouth to his heart, and the sweet bitterness made his heart even heavier.

"Is it delicious? Are you feeling better, Your Majesty?"

Feng Jiuqing smiled sweetly at him, and Mo Ling could not taste anything other than bitterness.

"Sweet, everything you give is sweet."

The better Feng Jiuqing treated Mo Ling, the more his past deeds would come to his mind, and the more uncomfortable he would feel.

"But Your Majesty, you look unhappy." Feng Jiuqing said with some concern in his eyes.

Mo Ling forced himself to smile and whispered, "I am happy to have you by my side."

Mo Ling's words are deceiving!

Not a single word of what he said was true. That pastry couldn't possibly be sweet. He had specially exchanged some extremely bitter additives from the system space and added them into it.

Feng Jiuqing was sure that Mo Ling would eat what he handed over. When he pretended to be sick before, Mo Ling forced him to drink coptis water. Now he gave Mo Ling bitter additives, this is called tit for tat.

"Your Majesty lied to Ah He. Ah He is not a happy person. How can Your Majesty be happy when he is around?"

Feng Jiuqing pouted, his eyes full of suspicion, as if Mo Ling was deceiving him.

Feng Jiuqing's gaze made Mo Ling feel like a huge stone was pressing on his heart, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

This look was exactly the same as the one Mingqing had before he fell into the river, full of suspicion and disbelief.

"Qingqing."

Mo Ling couldn't help but call Ming Qing by his nickname. The guilt in his heart almost overwhelmed him, and he couldn't tell where he was for a moment.

Feng Jiuqing seemed to be burned by something. He looked at Mo Ling in shock and kept backing away as if he was terrified.

"I am Ah He, not Qing Qing! Not Qing Qing!"

Mo Ling suddenly woke up, looking at the frightened Ah He, his heart was once again filled with pain.

He seemed to have scared Qingqing again.

Mo Ling stood up and tried to get closer to Feng Jiuqing, but Feng Jiuqing resisted strongly. Whenever he got close to her, she would tremble with fear.

He could only step back, and said worriedly: "Okay, Ah He, I called you the wrong name, you are Ah He! Don't be afraid of me, Ah He."

Feng Jiuqing looked at him with tears in her eyes and fear, not listening to his explanation at all.

Mo Ling could only stand aside and listen to Lin Yu coaxing Feng Jiuqing in a low voice for a long time before Feng Jiuqing stopped crying.

Qingqing would rather let Lin Yu get closer to him, would rather let Lin Yu coax him, than let him get even a little closer.

But before, Qingqing wanted to hang on him, and even if Lin Yu saw Qingqing, he could only wait on the side. There was only him in Qingqing's eyes, and no room for anyone else.

But now Qingqing has eyes for everyone except him.

As long as he said something wrong, Qingqing would be extremely scared of him.

Qingqing was obviously very brave, why was she so timid now? But this person was indeed his Qingqing, and he would never admit his mistake.

Is it because he almost killed Qingqing, so even though Qingqing doesn't remember him, she is still afraid of him and afraid that he will hurt her?

But he already knew he was wrong, and he would never hurt Qingqing again. Could he ask Qingqing to give him a chance so that he could atone for his sins and win Qingqing back?

The pain in Mo Ling's heart continued to intensify. He could only look at Qing Qing who was crying and leave silently.

Feng Jiuqing stopped crying when she saw Mo Ling leave, but she still emphasized to Lin Yu: "Ah He is Ah He, not Qing Qing!"

Lin Yu nodded frantically at the little ancestor: "Yes, yes, the young master is Ah He, not Guijun!"

"Your Excellency?"

Feng Jiuqing asked in confusion: "Your Majesty said that Mingqing is his wife, but isn't your Majesty's wife the queen? What is your Majesty?"

Lin Yu wiped the sweat from his head. How should he explain this? He said that His Majesty had conferred the title of Queen upon you, but it was unsuccessful?

It's over. If His Majesty knew about this, his life would be in danger!