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"Walk."

Feng Junxiao called Wen Qingzhi, and the two were about to leave when Feng Junsu behind them smiled.

He said, "I don't know how long it will take for you two to go back and forth. I don't know how to draft an edict."

The naked threat did not hide his thoughts at all.

Wen Qingzhi was about to move when she stopped instantly. She looked at Feng Junxiao inconspicuously and made a decision.

"After all, this is Mr. Chang's funeral. The emperor has shown mercy and granted special permission for the funeral. We can't just do it carelessly."

She said, "Please ask the Prince Regent to go back and stop by the Marquis' Mansion to inform them. Just tell them that the Emperor has granted permission for the funeral and has asked everyone in the mansion to prepare."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Feng Yunsu, "Your Majesty, are the funeral supplies... provided by the palace?"

Just now, Feng Junxiao fought for this opportunity for him, and she must seize it.

Feng Yunsu took so many things from her, so she had to ask him to return some of them.

Hearing her say this, Feng Junsu smiled.

"How can a commoner like him use the things in the palace?"

Not a word of unworthiness was mentioned, but every word was full of contempt.

"Wen Qingzhi, today is New Year's Eve. I am willing to let you hold the funeral, which is already a grace from heaven. Please don't ask for more."

He was talking about Wen Qingzhi, but his eyes fell on Feng Junxiao.

Feng Junxiao felt the gaze of the person behind him, his eyes were calm and cold.

After a long while, Wen Qingzhi spoke softly, "It was I who overstepped my bounds."

Her expression was calm, but her murderous intent towards Feng Yunsu increased a bit more.

His method of getting something for nothing was truly brilliant. Not only did he take the weapons from Feng Yunxiao without paying a cent, but he also took the opportunity to insult her.

If it were an ordinary person, Wen Qingzhi wouldn't feel sad at all. But today was Chang Baicao's funeral!

Feng Junxiao saw her biting her lower lip.

Feng Yunxiao turned around, met Feng Yunsu's eyes, and said, "Mr. Chang has worked hard for the Beiming and made great contributions. He deserves a lavish burial. This is a special day, so special treatment is reasonable, but it can't be too shabby."

Feng Yunxiao's words hit the mark exactly as Feng Yunsu wanted.

At this moment, if he doesn't step on his always arrogant younger brother, when will he step on him?

"Yunxiao, I agreed to the funeral because of your consideration."

He suppressed his smile and said, "Don't make things difficult for me. The people in Beiming have suffered enough these years, and they all hope for a better harvest next year. If you bury Chang Baicao with such grandeur right now, how will the people feel?"

"Doing so will only cause the North Sea to continue to be turbulent for another year. You don't want to see such a scene, do you?"

After saying that, he laughed again, with contempt in his eyes.

Feng Yunxiao stood there without saying a word.

His drooping eyes were full of light, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Feng Yunsu suddenly looked outside and said slowly, "It's getting late, Yunxiao."

"..."

It was snowing lightly today, and the sky outside was gloomy. There was not enough light inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and it was all illuminated by the candlelight around.

The crackling of the candle wicks accentuated the absolute silence in the hall.

In an instant, Feng Junxiao turned around and left, glancing at Wen Qingzhi as he left.

After Feng Yunxiao left, the hall fell silent again.

Feng Yunsu sat on a couch not far away, playing chess alone, and the smile on his lips became increasingly uncontrollable.

"Can you play chess?"

he asks.

Wen Qingzhi wanted to laugh when she heard this.

Who in Beijing doesn’t know that Wen Qingzhi has been stupid for more than ten years?

How can someone who can’t even eat, drink, defecate or urinate play chess?

She said in a deep voice, "Should this minister know how to do it?"

"hehe."

Feng Yunsu laughed out loud, "You don't know whether you can play chess or not? Why are you asking me?"

She said calmly, "If Your Majesty thinks I can do it, then I can do it. If Your Majesty thinks I shouldn't do it, then I won't."

"Now you're well-behaved."

Feng Yunsu put down the chess piece in his hand and glanced over. "It seems that the suffering in the palace was not in vain?"

His tone rose, and there was something interesting in his words.

How could Wen Qingzhi not hear it?

She said, "My life in the palace is very good. I have food and drink, and I don't have to worry about anything. These are my happiest days."

"Oh?"

Feng Junsu raised an eyebrow, and a playful smile appeared on his face, which bore a striking resemblance to Feng Junxiao. "Happy? Do you want to...stay a little longer?"

"After all, I am an outsider, and it is not appropriate for me to stay in the palace for long. Besides, I have learned and understand the rules of the palace."

At this moment, even if it was for Chang Baicao's funeral, she couldn't let Feng Junsu feel unhappy.

It doesn't matter if you lower your head or bend over.

"Do you really understand?"

Feng Yunsu changed his sitting position and said, "I really understand. Why are you still looking gloomy? Look up and give me a smile."

"..."

This was the first time Wen Qingzhi had heard such a suicidal request in her two lifetimes.

He is so bold!

A murderous look flashed across Wen Qingzhi's eyes, and her fists in her sleeves made crackling sounds. Fortunately, they were far away and Feng Junsu couldn't hear them.

The hall was completely silent. The candles burning nearby were gradually losing their oil. Eunuch Dai saw this and hurried forward to deal with them. He replaced the ones that were about to burn out.

Wen Qingzhi slowly raised her head, her bright eyes were cold and her delicate face was tired.

Her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried.

"Ever cried?"

"..."

Wen Qingzhi didn't expect that Feng Yunsu's eyesight was good.

She nodded and said 'hmm', without denying it.

She said: "Chang Lao and I were once master and disciple. His sudden passing makes me, Nanmian, feel sad. It's normal to cry."

"Too."

Feng Yunsu played with the chess piece in his hand and said, "Come here and play a game of chess with me."

"Yes."

Wen Qingzhi walked over and sat down. Feng Yunsu asked, "Are you playing black?"

Beiming Go, black plays first.

Under normal circumstances, perhaps because she was a woman, he would give way and it wouldn't be a big deal. But right now, his move wasn't just for the sake of playing chess.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so naturally, Your Majesty plays black. As a subject, how dare I?"

Feng Junsu raised his eyebrows, amusement in his eyes, "You learn quickly."

As he spoke, he placed the black piece in his hand to the Tianyuan position.

Wen Qingzhi had learned Go before, but this was the first time she had seen a move like this.

It can be seen that Feng Yunsu's action was just to warn her.

She looked at the white piece beside her, sighed, and said, "Your Majesty, I will not play chess like this."

"Why not?"

"Everyone in the capital knows that I am a fool. Even though I have learned a little since I stopped being stupid, I am not very proficient in it. For example, I really don't know how to play the Tianyuan opening."

Feng Yunsu looked at her cold expression, feeling somewhat displeased. He asked, "Are you also like this when you're with the Regent? Expressionless?"