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"If you can't figure it out, then forget about it," Feng Yunsu said calmly, unconcerned with her scrutinizing gaze. "There are so many things in this world that are hard to understand. You're just a mortal, how could you possibly understand so many things?"

"The emperor said so."

Wen Qingzhi kept her eyes fixed on Eunuch Dai, who was drafting the imperial edict. The moment Eunuch Dai put pen to paper, Wen Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Eunuch Dai came forward in small steps, holding the imperial edict, and handed the written edict to Feng Junsu to read. After Feng Junsu nodded, he handed it to Wen Qingzhi.

Wen Qingzhi checked it briefly and found no problems, then put the imperial edict away.

"The Regent hasn't arrived yet?"

Feng Yunsu fiddled with the chess pieces in his hand, showing a hint of impatience. He rubbed the pieces in his hands, occasionally throwing a few pieces into the air and catching them.

After a few times, someone came in to report that Feng Junxiao had brought something.

Feng Yunsu decisively put down the chess piece in his hand, a victorious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked out.

The moment the door of the Yangxin Palace opened, Feng Junxiao's tall figure appeared, behind him were several neatly arranged boxes of grenades and the Barrett that Wen Qingzhi had used before.

He didn't hide anything.

Feng Yunsu looked at the thing in front of him, his eyes dark and unclear, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Wen Qingzhi came to the door and met Feng Junxiao's worried gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his hair was stuck together. It seemed that he had come in a hurry.

The first time Feng Junxiao saw Wen Qingzhi, she was drawn to him by her red eyes. He looked her over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her clothes were intact.

At this moment, Feng Yunsu's attention was completely attracted by the weapons on the ground, and he didn't notice the glances between the two people.

Wen Qingzhi gently shook the imperial edict in her hand twice towards Feng Yunxiao. Seeing him nod, she put the edict away.

"Somebody come!"

Feng Yunsu suddenly gave an order, and several soldiers quickly came to his side. Wen Qingzhi became alert. Then he smiled and asked Feng Yunxiao, "Are all the things here?"

"The rest is all here."

Feng Junxiao's voice was cold.

"In that case, please, Lord Regent, teach these useless people a lesson."

"Thank you, Regent!"

Several people bowed and clasped their hands together, their attitudes quite respectful.

Feng Junxiao glanced at them and said, "These things will become less and less as time goes by."

He said, picking up a grenade, "Pull the ring here and throw it. Pay attention to the timing, and remember not to linger in your hand, or it will explode."

"As for this..."

Feng Yunxiao raised the Barrett with one hand, then turned around and faced Feng Yunsu, curling his lips, "Just like this, aim at the target."

"Oh?"

Feng Yunsu was indeed frightened by Feng Yunxiao's sudden action.

Noticing his terrified expression, Feng Junxiao smiled triumphantly and asked, "Your Majesty, have you learned it? If not, may I help you?"

The two of them were at loggerheads, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wen Qingzhi had no choice but to speak, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. The Marquis' Mansion still has to go to hold a funeral, so I'll take my leave."

Feng Yunsu stared coldly at the gun pointed at him by Feng Yunxiao, and took a step forward. "What does the Regent want to teach me?"

The tense atmosphere between the two made everyone present break out in cold sweats. They were really afraid that the regent would kill the emperor.

Wen Qingzhi looked at the two brothers coldly. She only wanted to return to the Marquis' Mansion to hold a funeral for Chang Baicao and didn't want to care about the life or death of these two people at all.

The imperial edict in her hand seemed to have temperature, so hot that she didn't want to stay there for a moment.

Hearing Wen Qingzhi's urging, Feng Junxiao glanced at Feng Junsu's face coldly and put down the Barrett. He said, "Your Majesty, please practice more when you have time."

After that, he walked towards Wen Qingzhi and said, "Let's go, Mr. Chang has been waiting for a long time."

It has to be said that Feng Junxiao understands Wen Qingzhi's heart very well at this moment and knows what she cares about most.

Wen Qingzhi stepped forward again and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Your servant——"

"roll!"

Feng Yunsu suddenly flew into a rage. "The Rong and Di peoples have invaded, and the border is in turmoil. I'm sending the Regent to quell the situation! Set off immediately."

Feng Yunsu knew that Feng Yunxiao would attend Chang Baicao's funeral, but he still forced him to leave at this moment, clearly disregarding any friendship between the brothers.

"Prince Regent, are you still not accepting the order?"

Feng Yunsu was angry, and the aura of an emperor burst out instantly, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Even so, Feng Junxiao still stood there, not moving at all.

His face was as cold as frost, full of disdain for Feng Yunsu.

The two looked at each other, their eyes locked for a while, and Feng Junxiao gave in after noticing Wen Qingzhi's anxious look.

He stood tall and straight, his tone cold, "Your Majesty, accept my order."

Even if he refused to bow his head, he had already lost when he said this.

Feng Yunsu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug look. "That's right. You and I are brothers, and as my subjects, you should share my worries."

After hearing these words, Wen Qingzhi couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Share his worries?

So Bei Ming belongs to Feng Yunxiao alone?

No matter what the matter was, he had to do it personally. There were so many candidates in the court, but Feng Yunsu chose not to use them and let the seriously injured Feng Yunxiao go.

Isn't it obvious that they are trying to grind people to death like a donkey pulling a millstone?

The imperial family is the most ruthless. Today, she once again realized the meaning of this sentence.

After the two left, Feng Yunsu stood on the high platform, looking at their gradually disappearing backs, with a cold smile on his face.

On the carriage back to the Marquis' Mansion, Feng Junxiao remained silent and had a cold face. Wen Qingzhi could understand his current mood.

In some ways, Feng Junxiao is very similar to her.

Faced with such humiliation from Feng Yunsu, if it were not for the early burial of Chang Baicao, he would probably not have given Feng Yunsu the chance to humiliate him.

"The Rongdi from the west are invading. You...be careful."

Thinking about Feng Junxiao's experiences these days, Wen Qingzhi always felt that Feng Junxiao's trip to the West was a life-or-death experience. There were too many people who wanted him dead, not only his enemies but also his own people.

Sometimes she wondered, what would Bei Ming be like if Feng Junxiao really died?

Faced with the sudden concern, Feng Junxiao finally felt better.

He said, "Are you concerned about this king?"

"Ah."

Wen Qingzhi responded, her eyes avoiding unnaturally.

She looked at the imperial edict in her hand and said, "This is your reward for securing the opportunity for Mr. Chang to hold a funeral."

"Oh?"

Feng Yunxiao spoke softly, "This king has a deep friendship with Chang Lao. He has saved my life many times. Even without you, this king would have done the same."

"He deserves it."

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Wen Qingzhi instinctively caught something.

She asked, "Even without me...so, there's still a part of it that's my fault?"