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

Feng Jiuqing took a few steps forward and stood next to Ah He. The two of them looked like a pair of twin brothers.

Old Lady Shen placed Feng Jiuqing's hand on Ah He's and said softly, "Qingqing, please take care of Ah He in the future. This child has a hard life and is timid."

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "Don't worry, grandma, I will take care of Ah He."

Ah He couldn't hold back his tears now: "Thank you, uncle."

Feng Jiuqing nodded, looked at his nephew who looked almost the same as him and was about the same age as him, and smiled slightly: "It's okay."

The scene was very warm, except for Yaqing who was standing aside, who felt a sudden surge of pressure. The little crybaby had become the nephew of his master, and the son of General Yumian. The betrothal gift he had prepared might not be enough. Also, if he asked to marry Ah He, would his master break his legs?

Yaqing's legs were a little sore now, but he didn't dare to speak. He lowered his eyes and thought, maybe he should go back and fight for the title so that he would have the confidence to ask for Ah He's hand in marriage.

Feng Jiuqing had no idea that his little nephew, who was not even warm yet, had been kidnapped by his subordinates. By the time he found out, the little crybaby had already been abducted. He was so angry that he chased and beat Ya Qing for three days and three nights. If Ah He hadn't pleaded for him, he would have really broken his legs.

"Is Xiaoheng still on the way?" asked Old Lady Shen softly.

Ah He and Feng Jiuqing looked at each other, and finally Feng Jiuqing spoke: "It's a long journey, Ah Heng is feeling a little unwell and is recuperating. When he is well, he will definitely come back to see grandma."

Old Lady Shen noticed that the two looked strange, but she didn't ask them in the end. Instead, she changed the subject and asked, "How is Ah Ci doing in the palace? Have you been wronged?"

"Very well, you don't have to worry—"

Before Ah He finished speaking, Feng Jiuqing knelt down again: "It's Qingqing's fault. His Majesty doesn't like Ah He. It was Qingqing who designed Ah He to become the queen. Grandmother, don't worry, Qingqing will ask His Majesty to let Ah He return to the Shen family."

"Then will you replace Aci?" Old Lady Shen asked softly.

Feng Jiuqing was silent for a while and said, "Qingqing will use other methods."

"My dear, your majesty is not a good man. I don't want either of you to get hurt. Get up. No matter what you want to do, don't get hurt. I'm still behind you. I'm an old man, so I still have some dignity."

"I will ask His Majesty to release A Ci. Please do not interfere in this matter." Old Lady Shen said softly.

"No! Grandmother, you don't know that Ah He has fallen into the hands of a traitor and has become his pawn. If Ah He's identity is exposed directly, I'm afraid that the traitor will use it to plot against the Shen Guogong Mansion."

"Let Qingqing do this, Grandmother. Qingqing has hidden something from you. Qingqing is not actually called Mingqing. Qingqing also has another name called Feng Jiuqing, the Grand Tutor who commands the Youyun Army."

"It is more appropriate for the Grand Tutor to come forward than anyone else in this matter. After all, it was Qingqing who caused this matter, so it is Qingqing who should clean it up."

Old Lady Shen and Ah He were both stunned. After a while, Old Lady Shen looked at Ah He and said, "Ah Ci, did I hear wrongly? What did your uncle just say?"

Ah He was also stunned: "My cousin said that he is Grand Tutor Feng Jiuqing!"

Only then did Old Madam Shen look at Feng Jiuqing. She had seen many storms in her life, but even so, she was shocked by what Feng Jiuqing said.

"Qingqing, you, are you really the Grand Tutor?"

Feng Jiuqing nodded: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have kept it secret from my grandmother. It's just that the situation forced me. I don't want too many people to know about this. I ask my grandmother and Ah He to keep it a secret."

There was silence again. Old Madam Shen looked at Feng Jiuqing with complicated eyes. Her poor grandson, Qingqing, who was exchanged and grew up in the countryside since childhood, would actually be the God of Death in the North, the Grand Tutor Feng Jiuqing who once had great power in the court?

No wonder it was him. Qingqing has been your Majesty's noble lord for so long. I guess it's because Qingqing likes him that she helped him to the throne.

No wonder the Grand Tutor would protect Qingqing. It turns out that the Grand Tutor is Qingqing. She had always thought that the Grand Tutor liked Qingqing.

But if the Grand Tutor was Qingqing, how sad must he have been when he attended Mingqing's funeral? How sad must a person be to attend his own funeral without changing his expression?

Old Madam Shen couldn't stop her tears from flowing out, and she looked at Feng Jiuqing deeply.

That Grand Tutor became famous at a young age. I don't know how many battles he fought before he earned the position. How old was her Qingqing at that time? Did she have to face the brutal swords and knives on the battlefield?

Even the current emperor was helped to ascend the throne by him. How many arrows and arrows did he have to dodge to get to where he is today as the Grand Tutor?

Old Madam Shen didn't dare to think about it. When she thought that her beloved was actually the Grand Tutor, she didn't feel happy at all, only endless heartache.

I feel sorry for Qingqing leaving home at a young age, I feel sorry for Qingqing suffering countless injuries on the battlefield, I feel sorry for Qingqing being attacked by thousands of people when he first became the Grand Tutor, and being called a traitor who stole the country. Even his father scolded him many times in front of him.

However, Qingqing carried the entire Dai Viet on his young shoulders and gradually changed Dai Viet, which was plagued by external and internal troubles, into what it is today.

Old Lady Shen had no way of imagining how much suffering he had endured and what inhumane hardships he had endured.

Old Lady Shen helped Feng Jiuqing up, held Feng Jiuqing's hand and said, "My dear, you have suffered so much!"

Feng Jiuqing wiped away Old Lady Shen's tears with a handkerchief and chuckled, "It's okay. I'm the Grand Tutor of Dayue. Isn't my grandmother happy for me?"

"Happy!" Old Lady Shen burst into tears as she spoke: "Qingqing, my poor Qingqing, how much hardship did you have to endure to become the Grand Tutor! Grandmother would rather you were just Mingqing, my Qingqing!"

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes and carefully wiped away Old Lady Shen's tears, coaxing her softly: "Grandma, it's okay, it's all over, and besides, am I not doing well in front of you now?"

"I am just fulfilling my wish. I don't feel any pain. Grandma, you should be happy for me."

"Okay, okay, grandma is happy!"

Feng Jiuqing tried to coax the baby gently for a long time but failed, so he finally brought Tongzi from outside in. The confused Tongzi was stuffed into Old Lady Shen's arms, and he blinked at her and acted cute.

"This is my son, Feng Xi. Be good, Feng Xi, and call me great-grandmother."

"Son?" Old Madam Shen was stunned for a moment. Looking at the baby in her arms whose face looked so much like Feng Jiuqing, she finally forgot to cry.

Tongzi said in a baby voice: "Hello, great-grandma. Tongzi likes great-grandma. Great-grandma, please stop crying, okay?"

As he spoke, he used his chubby little hands to wipe away the tears of Old Lady Shen. He looked so chubby and cute that Old Lady Shen, who was originally crying, was amused by him and laughed uncontrollably.

Feng Jiuqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Tongzi was so supportive, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to coax his grandmother.

"Ajiu, you sold my son so well. I really thank you."