Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

"In that case, I won't disturb Lord Xing from maintaining his relationship. I'll be waiting for your good news." Feng Xili picked up the tea, blew on it, and put it down again.

"What a great tea!"

"Farewell, Her Royal Highness the Princess." Xing Jin bowed his head, his eyes flickering.

"Sir..." Jiu Mu walked forward worriedly, his face full of worry as he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Xing Jin patted his hand and said soothingly, "Don't worry, Jiumu, once I secure my position as the Minister of Water Affairs, you won't be displaced anymore."

Jiu Mu grabbed Xing Jin's sleeve, tears in his eyes, "I'm waiting for you, sir! I'll go check on Baqi. It's time to buy his medicine."

"Well, go ahead." Xing Jin waved his hand, not noticing the flash of disgust in Jiu Mu's eyes.

The moon was rising above the eyebrows, and there were several knocks on the door in the quiet room.

Then it was a familiar routine: a note was stuffed through the window.

Feng Xili felt both amused and annoyed. She looked at the half-open door. Why was he doing this without even coming in? Who had he learned this aggrieved way of doing things from?

That being the case...

She locked the door and the window, then pulled the note out from under the window.

There were a few big words written on it in a flamboyant style: Xier, can I come in?

Feng Xili laughed angrily, leaning against the toffee chair by the window, and took out the letter from Ya'an City that Xia Feng had just delivered. There must be something going on with Zuo Feng and the others.

She read the contents of the letter silently, but Emperor Qi Zhao couldn't help but take action. He thought too simply about human hearts, not to mention that it was the heart of an emperor.

So, it seems that Axun had already noticed it, so he was so worried...

Just as I was immersed in my own thoughts, the window in front of me shook slightly, and then another note popped out from the middle of the window.

She raised her eyebrows and took the note which still had some body temperature. The handwriting on it was obviously a little messy, showing the owner's impatience.

"Xier, I was wrong. Please open the door." A soft tone came to her face. Her heart softened for a moment, and suddenly she had a teasing thought.

She took a pen and wrote a line on the back of the note: It's getting late, so don't worry Mr. So-and-so.

After writing, she followed suit and squeezed out through the window, but before she could put it in completely, she was pulled away by someone outside.

Ha ha.

Feng Xili blinked, somewhat curious about how this person got in.

She could clearly hear the sound of gasping and grinding teeth by the window, and couldn't help but laugh.

I told you to pretend! You didn’t pretend enough over there, and you pretended right in front of me!

The rustling sound lasted for a while and then died away, and another piece of paper squeezed in crookedly.

You wait!

Her eyes froze. What was this guy going to do?

Just as she was thinking, there was a friction sound on the glazed tiles above her head. She was startled and looked up to see a pair of dark eyes, staring at her tightly.

In a few moments, a slightly gloomy face suddenly appeared in the middle of the glazed tiles, followed by the neck and shoulders.

Feng Xili was stunned with her mouth open. This guy is omnipresent!

The guards outside are all useless... uh, they are all his guards.

"Xier." A tender voice sounded in her ears, and she took a breath suddenly. This person just jumped down so lightly?

"You..." She looked up again and saw that the big hole in the middle of the glazed tile had returned to its original state. Really, there were quite a few people helping to clean up the mess!

"Xier..." Mu Lanxun was about to reach out his hand when she fixed him in place with a look from her.

Feng Xili's glances scanning him from head to toe made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt inexplicably guilty.

"That...Xing Jin, is it worth such a great sacrifice for you?"

She spoke softly, and the man looked at Mu Lanxun with a terrifyingly suppressed look in his eyes. She had only heard of such things before, but she never thought she would actually encounter one.

Mu Lanxun's heart tightened, as if nothing could be hidden from her. "How did you know that?"

It took him a long time to find out. He didn't expect Feng Xili could guess it after just one glance. He was a little curious about how much the environment in which Xier lived had changed before?

Is it a homosexual habit?

Feng Xili was silent. She had only a momentary doubt, but once this thought came to her mind, it seemed to be a preconceived conclusion.

When Xing Jin spoke, she always blocked Jiu Mu intentionally or unintentionally. When she praised Jiu Mu, she could still see the displeasure in Xing Jin's eyes.

How should I put it? I felt a little jealous. I guess at that time, she and Xing Jin were in the same mood...

This is simply outrageous!

When Biying fell in love with Mu Lanxun, she didn't feel jealous at all, but now, she is jealous of a man. She finds it really unbelievable.

Mu Lanxun saw that her eyes were dim and she didn't say anything. He was a little unsure of what she was thinking, so he had to tell the truth.

"Xing Jin's love of homosexuality was a secret unknown to anyone. I just stumbled upon some clues and initially ignored them. But after Li Mao's death, he quickly took over the power behind Li Mao."

He pulled Feng Xili to sit down, and looked at the person opposite him who twisted his body stiffly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Xing Jin isn't a particularly bad person, and he's quite talented. The main thing is that he has leverage over others, making him more controllable than Li Mao."

Feng Xili nodded, pinched his sleeve, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Then if you use yourself as bait, aren't you worried that he'll get angry and tear you apart in the end?"