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

"Wuyou, do you like it?"

Feng Jiuqing's face after disguise was very ordinary, but his pair of bright peach blossom eyes made his face more charming. At this moment, he was looking at Wuyou with a smile.

Wuyou had a pure smile on his face and nodded: "I like it. I like everything my brother gives me."

Feng Jiuqing poked Wuyou's dimple and said, "You are so smooth-talking! You are always saying nice things, but you should save these words to coax your wife. Come here, I will put the hairpin on you."

Wuyou walked forward a few steps obediently, with a hint of grievance on his face, looking a little pitiful.

"Wuyou is speaking from the heart, why don't you believe him, brother?"

Feng Jiuqing pinned the jade hairpin on Wuyou's head and nodded casually: "I believe it, of course I believe it, how could I not believe Wuyou?"

After saying that, he took a few steps back and admired Wuyou with satisfaction: "Our Wuyou's face is truly the best in the world. She looks good in anything she wears. If I were a woman, I would probably cry and ask to marry Wuyou."

Wuyou's eyes darkened a little, and he said in an innocent and relaxed tone: "If I could marry such a fairy-like person, Wuyou would hold him in the palm of my hand, cherish him for the rest of my life, and would never let anyone wrong him in the slightest."

"Hahaha! What a sweet mouth! It seems like we won't have to worry about finding a wife in the future. With just this mouth, he can't help but coax the little girl to pieces."

Feng Jiuqing teased Wuyou with a smile, and Wuyou's eyes were full of seriousness: "In front of my brother, Wuyou never lies to others, and always speaks the truth."

Feng Jiuqing nodded without thinking too much: "As expected of a member of my Feng family, you always keep your word. Brother has high hopes for you."

Wuyou forced a smile. Qingqing was still treating him as a child. Forget it, just let him be a child.

"Wuyou, come on, brother will take you to a feast."

Wuyou was obediently led by Feng Jiuqing to the best private room on the second floor of Shiweixuan. He blinked his eyes. Although Qingqing himself did not pay much attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation, Sister Tianqing always took care of the best for him.

Qingqing went out to eat at the best restaurant in Xiyanwu City. If he wanted to support Qingqing, it would cost a lot of money. Wuyou's eyes darkened a little. He only had two hundred taels of private money in his hand, which was not enough for Qingqing to have a good meal in the restaurant.

It seems that he has to work hard to earn money in order to support Qingqing better. He is already an adult in Xiyan, and he can't always rely on Qingqing for free.

Although having a free lunch is delicious, if he cannot afford to support Qingqing, Qingqing's quality of life will be reduced. It's okay for him to suffer, but Qingqing cannot suffer.

"Why are you frowning? Don't you like it here? Then let's go to another place?"

Wuyou shook his head: "No need, Wuyou likes it here very much."

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. The child has grown up and has his own worries. Could it be that he has fallen in love with a girl?

But Wuyou hasn't done anything special recently. Apart from reading, practicing martial arts, or cooking for him, he really can't figure out what Wuyou is worried about.

"Then what are you worried about? As the saying goes, worrying makes your hair gray, so be careful to have a head full of gray hair at a young age."

"Little kid, tell me what you are worried about and I will see if I can help you."

Wuyou raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jiuqing. His azure eyes reflected the figure of the person opposite him. After a long while, he said: "Wuyou wants to learn how to do business."

A trace of doubt flashed in Feng Jiuqing's eyes. Why did Wuyou suddenly want to do business? The mansion didn't treat him badly. Could it be that he had grown up and wanted to learn some other skills? It's not impossible.

"Okay, I'll have someone call Xia Huli over when I get back and have him teach you. He's the richest businessman in Dayue, so you can be right by following him."

Xia Huli's real name was Xia Li. He was a partner that Feng Jiuqing had deceived. He gave advice and suggestions while Xia Huli went out to cheat and defraud. The two of them joined forces to cheat all the wealthy businessmen in Dai Viet, which led to the Xia family, the number one royal merchant in Dai Viet today. They are collectively known as the cheating duo.

"Why does Wuyou suddenly want to do business? Do you like business?"

Facing Feng Jiuqing's puzzled look, Wuyou smiled obediently and said, "Wuyou just wants to try it out, it can't be considered as liking it."

Feng Jiuqing nodded, then put away his smile and showed a seriousness that was rare in front of Wuyou: "Wuyou, I want to discuss something with you. Don't feel pressured. I support any decision you make."

Wuyou also put away his smile and said, "Brother, just speak frankly."

Feng Jiuqing looked at him steadily and asked softly: "Wuyou wants to be the emperor of Xiyan?"

Wuyou was stunned for a moment. He knew that Qingqing was the Grand Tutor of Dai Yue and that he was the one who helped the current Dai Yue Emperor to ascend to the throne. Was Qingqing planning to take over the throne of Western Yan for the second time?

But why is it him?

He is just a slave of Western Yan. Will it be difficult for you to help him ascend the throne?

But if he could really become the emperor of Western Yan, then Qingqing would have a chance to compete and would not be suppressed by the stupid emperor of Dai Viet.

"Why do you say that, brother?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at him distressedly and said, "Wuyou knows that you are the sixth prince of Xiyan, and your mother is Princess Anhe of Dayue. So, you are my cousin."

"I came to Xiyan this time to find Princess Anhe, but Xiyan is currently experiencing a fierce internal struggle for the throne. If you want, I will help you become the new emperor of Xiyan. If you don't want to, then I will take the second path. Everything depends on your wishes."

He was actually the prince of Western Yan. He had always thought that he and his mother were slaves of Western Yan, which was why they were trampled underfoot and ordered around by everyone.

But he didn't expect that they called him a little bastard. Just because he was the son of Princess Dai Viet, they bullied him and his mother wantonly. He would definitely take revenge on them many times over!

Feng Jiuqing stood up and walked to Wuyou, touching his head: "Are you scared?"

Wuyou shook his head and asked softly: "But brother, if you help me ascend the throne, will it be difficult? Will I get hurt? If the throne is obtained at the cost of my brother's injury, Wuyou doesn't want it."

Feng Jiuqing flicked Wuyou's head and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you so eager for me to get hurt?"

Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned red: "Wuyou didn't! Wuyou just didn't want his brother to get hurt."

Feng Jiuqing chuckled and wiped away Wuyou's tears: "What are you thinking about? How could my brother get hurt so easily?"

"But before that, my brother almost died from injury. Wuyou can give up being the emperor, but he cannot live without his brother Qingqing."

Feng Jiuqing patted Wuyou on the shoulder and chuckled, "Don't worry, brother is not that easy to get hurt. Even if Wuyou chooses not to be the emperor, maybe it would be better to support our little Wuyou instead of taking another path?"

Wuyou's deep blue eyes were filled with determination: "Wuyou, choose the path where your brother won't get hurt."

Feng Jiuqing blinked and began to coax the child, saying playfully: "There is no such way, but brother will try his best not to get hurt for Wuyou."

"Brother, no amount of power or wealth can compare to you being safe and sound in front of Wuyou. Wuyou doesn't have such big ambitions. Wuyou just wants to live a peaceful and happy life with you."

"Be good, brother will."