My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Zeng Shuiyun watched An Ran leave the dormitory with Liuhua, pulled Feng Xiaolang to lean on him, looked at Feng Xiaolang with a smile on his face and said, "I called Han Ru late at night, it's not for It's about selecting talents, right?" The ending sound raised, clearly ironic.

Feng Xiaolang leaned against the man's arms, hooked the hair hanging by his ears, looked at the man with raised eyebrows and eyes, neither frightened nor panicked, without any panic of being exposed, he said with a smile, "Han Ru is the disciple's tutor. , this time out of the palace for such a long time, disciple naturally misses it very much."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked towards the door, and replied softly, "Oh?" Then he was looking forward to how Feng Xiaolang would express his miss for Han Ru.

As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard An Ran's voice at the door of the bedroom, "Your Majesty, Grand Tutor Han Ru has arrived."

Feng Xiaolang sat up straight and arranged his clothes, like a stern emperor, glanced at the man with a playful smile on his lips, snorted coldly, and said loudly, "Let him in."

The door of the sleeping hall was slowly opened, and An Ran made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Han Ru could enter.

Feng Xiaolang waved to An Ran and said, "An Ran, you can go to rest."

An Ran bowed, closed the bedroom door, and left quietly.

Han Ru was wearing a white Confucian shirt, a beautiful crown on his head, and white soft boots on his feet. His face was fair and weak, and he looked like a scholar with outstanding knowledge.

Han Ru glanced at the people in the bedroom, but when he saw the man leaning on the chair and looking at him with a playful smile on his lips, his heart shrank suddenly, he was slightly taken aback, and then covered his face With helplessness and astonishment in his eyes, he said to Feng Xiaolang, "Your Majesty, it was already late at night when I returned to the palace, so I didn't bother you rashly, I hope you will forgive me."

Feng Xiaolang raised his eyebrows, Han Ru had never been so polite before, he glanced at the man indifferently, and said with a little interest, "Why is the Taifu so polite, I am a student of the Taifu, I shouldn't bother the Taifu late at night It is."

Han Ru couldn't figure out what Feng Xiaolang meant when he asked him to come here this time. Hearing Feng Xiaolang's words, the corners of his eyes twitched. According to what he knew about Feng Xiaolang, his good days were coming to an end, so he thought about it and said , "Your Majesty, you called your ministers here late at night, but for the purpose of selecting talents?"

Feng Xiaolang said with a smile, "Teacher must be very tired after traveling all the way. Sit down and chat with me slowly." After finishing speaking, he took a teacup, poured a cup of tea for Han Ru, and placed it on the cup with a little force. in a position very close to him.

Han Ru originally wanted to stay far away from Feng Xiaolang and the man, but seeing Feng Xiaolang pouring tea for him and looking at him with a half-smile, he bit the bullet and walked to Feng Xiaolang's side.

Seeing the man staring at him, Han Ru gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out that my son..."

After hearing Han Ru's words, Feng Xiaolang laughed unscrupulously, patted Han Ru on the shoulder and said, "Teacher, you don't need to say more," suddenly his expression straightened, he slapped the table fiercely, stood up He got up and said in a dull voice, "Han Ru, are you convicted?"

Seeing Feng Xiaolang's face suddenly changed, Han Ru stood up, followed by Feng Xiaolang, and when he heard Feng Xiaolang's questioning, he knelt down and waited for Feng Xiaolang's next words.

Feng Xiaolang snorted coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a big son..."

Han Ru was about to cry at this time, but Zeng Shuiyun was his son, and he wanted Zeng Shuiyun to pretend to be his son. It was Zeng Shuiyun who raised his eyebrows and raised his legs, drinking tea leisurely and squinting. Beautiful eyes menaced his.

Feng Xiaolang didn't wait for Han Ru to speak, and said first, "You instigated Zeng Shuiyun to pretend to be a bodyguard, intending to murder me, are you guilty?"

As soon as Han Ru heard the word "guard", he blinked his eyes and made up a very sincere nonsense, "Your Majesty, Zeng Shuiyun is indeed the son of this minister. The reason why I let Zeng Shuiyun enter the palace privately is to let him enter the palace without going to the emperor. Pretending to be a bodyguard to protect the safety of the emperor, I did not expect the emperor to misunderstand, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

The corners of Feng Xiaolang's lips were lightly raised. When Concubine Qing Ning mentioned the selection of talents, he had to doubt Han Ru. After all, when it came to selection of talents, the first thing that came to mind was Han Ru. For several years, he knew Han Ru's conduct very well, but after he ascended the throne, he left the palace for a few days because of something. Although he believed in Han Ru, he had to tease and question Han Ru carefully.

Feng Xiaolang sat down slowly, took the teacup and poured himself a cup of tea, and said jokingly, "Oh."

Han Ru thought of something, slowly straightened up, and looked strangely at Zeng Shuiyun who was sitting comfortably on the chair. If he was suspected of assassinating the emperor by Zongzi, then Zeng Shuiyun was the one who actually did it, but why was he fine? Looking at Feng Xiaolang suspiciously, he said, "Your Majesty, Shuiyun..."

Feng Xiaolang sneered coldly, tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Han Ru, lying is not something that scholars do." Leaning on the back of the chair, looking at Han Ru with the attitude of a king, he said with a smile, "Zeng Shuiyun is simply It's not your son, I've already found out about it, Han Ru, Han Ru, what else are you hiding from me?"

Han Ru looked at the man at a loss, he didn't know what the man said to Feng Xiaolang, so he couldn't speak at all, so he could only lie on the ground and try to calm himself and said, "I only have this matter. There is nothing else to hide from the emperor."

The smile on Feng Xiaolang's face is still the same, but it makes people look more cold, "Han Ru, what places you shouldn't go, what people you shouldn't meet when you leave the palace this time?" Feng Xiaolang Of course Xiao Lang is deceiving Han Ru, but deception is the most effective way to get the truth.

When Han Ru heard Feng Xiaolang ask him where he went out of the palace and who he met, not only was he flustered, even the usual scholarly arrogance on his face disappeared in an instant, leaving only complete bewilderment and confusion. The panic that was trying to hide.

When Feng Xiaolang saw Han Ru's expression, he originally wanted to tease Han Ru, and probe into Han Ru's mind by the way, but he didn't expect that Han Ru really had something to hide from him. Judging by Han Ru's expression, he must have seen something wrong. Someone to meet.

Feng Xiaolang's expression remained the same, with a proud expression that everything was under control, and he said slowly, "Do you want me to say it, or Taifu Han to say it yourself?"

Just as Feng Xiaolang finished speaking, a hidden weapon suddenly flew from nowhere and hit Feng Xiaolang directly on the forehead...