Volume 1: Regent's Stormy Weather 064 It Should Be His Time to Show His Hand

  Feng Yu stepped out of the empress's palace, gazing at the receding back of Feng Ao Tian, and let out a deep sigh. He quickened his pace, chasing after the figure that was growing farther and farther away from him.

  Feng Ao Tian walked hand in hand with Mu Han Jin on the bluestone of the imperial palace, the clear wind blowing against her face. She slightly narrowed her phoenix eyes, listening to the footsteps behind her, "Today, I'll let you return to the Mu Manor. Come to think of it, you haven't seen your mother for two years either."

  Mo Hanjin was taken aback, raised her eyes and gazed at his profile, her fingers curled up involuntarily as she bowed her head and said, "Your humble servant thanks Your Highness for your kindness."

  "However, I'll only give you two hours. Today's concession is still waiting for you. Don't forget what was discussed in the imperial court." Feng Ao Tian gripped his slightly trembling hand, "Every month, I allow you to take a break for two days to return home and visit your mother. The rest of the time belongs to me."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin's heart skipped a beat as he thought back to the past two years, during which he had been confined in the Regent Prince's estate and never allowed to leave, let alone visit his mother at the Mu estate.

  Feng Ao Tian stopped speaking, and when they arrived at the East Palace gate, Feng Yin Qi had already caught up with them, panting, "Uncle Wang, wait for me."

  Feng Ao Tian turned around and saw that he was running with a red face, panting heavily, and smiled lightly, "Why did Qi Er run so hastily?"

  "The nephew followed Wang Shu back to the mansion." Feng Rouqian stepped forward, pulling on Feng Ao Tian's sleeve, and barely composed himself.

  "How is the queen?" Feng Ao Tian stared at Feng Yun Qi, gazing into his eyes, and asked casually.

  "The queen dowager has just woken up and is fine." Feng Xuan Qi replied calmly, raising her eyes to glance at Mu Han Jin beside her, then hastily pulled on Feng Ao Tian's sleeve, "Uncle King, let your nephew sit in your imperial sedan chair."

  "Your Majesty, this..." The eunuch who was in charge of the imperial household hastily stepped forward to remind him, how could Your Majesty sit in the same place as the Regent King?

  "What's wrong with that? I said sit down, so sit down." Feng Yin Qi's face turned cold, and he glared at De Fu beside him. He raised his head, smiled, and looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Uncle Wang, I'm a bit hungry."

  "In that case, let's return to the palace together." Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Yu Qi into his arms, then turned to look at Mu Han Jin, "Si Xi, send someone to escort Mu Shiqi back to the Mu residence."

  "Yes." Si Xi bowed his head in response.

  Mo Hanjin watched as Feng Ao Tian and Feng Yin Qi boarded the imperial carriage, which then departed with a grand flourish. The joy that had been forcibly suppressed until now was finally released, and a faint smile appeared on his normally calm and serene face, like jade. At this moment, the morning sunlight shone down on him, highlighting his handsome features and adding to their beauty, like a gentle spring breeze that soothed the heart.

  Feng Ao Tian sat in the imperial carriage, her eyes closed as if sleeping. Feng Yun Qi, sitting beside her, raised his gaze to look at her cold and stern profile, smiling foolishly to himself without saying a word.

  "What is this king doing?" Feng Ao Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in them was like a sunny spring day, clear and dazzling, making one's eyes ache.

  Feng Rouqian hastily lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Uncle Wang, I'm a bit tired. Let me rest for a while." After speaking, she didn't even wait for Feng Ao Tian to respond, and directly leaned into his arms, yawning, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

  Phoenix proudly looked down, gazing at the little guy in her arms, but a tangled thought lingered on her mind. She put aside the worries in her heart, swung her sleeve, and covered his face with it, then closed her eyes to rest as well.

  Si Xi had already ordered a good horse carriage, Mu Hanjin sat in, still feeling like a dream, until the carriage drove on the bustling streets, he finally felt a hint of reality, was he really going home?

  Now he is back, with a heart as swift as an arrow, "Mother, are you well? Your unfilial son has returned."

  The Regent's Palace, Ye Wei Xuan got up before dawn, and suddenly felt that his body was much more comfortable. He didn't know why, but he could feel a weak inner energy flowing through his body. This subtle feeling made him extremely excited. If this was the case, then it proved that his Eight Extraordinary Meridians were slowly healing? Did he have a chance to recover his martial arts skills? Thinking of this, a sly smile spread across his face. Would these days of being manipulated and selling his own soul finally come to an end?

  Thinking of this, he was overjoyed and dismissed his attendants. He sat cross-legged, regulating his breath and inner strength, calculating the day when he would recover his martial arts skills. Perhaps in less than a month, he could recover his martial arts skills. At that time, even if he left here, he wouldn't worry about his mother sending someone to take him away. By then, he would truly be free.

  After such great joy, the figure of Feng Ao Tian appeared in his mind. This subtle change had only occurred in the past two days, and he suddenly remembered being hung upside down, as well as her image suppressing the cold air within herself. He was suddenly enlightened, realizing that she had been quietly healing his wounds without him noticing. Thinking about it, he let out a long sigh. He thought he had hidden himself extremely well, collecting all his emotions and turning himself into an empty shell devoid of soul. However, he couldn't escape her eyes alone. Over the past two days, with all that had happened, she had already seen through him. In front of her, he was just a clown.

  He lay weakly on the soft couch, raised his eyes and gazed at the morning light outside the window. She should be back by now. After she came back, it was time for him to show his cards. What about after showing his cards?

  He didn't dare to imagine, if she wanted to kill him, why would she go through so much trouble and even heal his wounds? If she wanted to kill him, why would she still treat him with such tenderness?

  But that matter... she also knew, right? Ye Mei's beautiful eyes flowed with sorrow, her face filled with worry as she slightly pursed her delicate red lips. Her silky black hair scattered on the soft couch, and anyone who saw her couldn't help but feel pity.

  At this time, Rui Xi reported from outside the house, "Master, Wang Ye has returned to the mansion."

  "Uh-huh, I'm ready," Ye Mei replied listlessly. She then stood up with a lack of energy and walked out of Yi Huan Pavilion with light footsteps.

  Feng Yu was really asleep, the imperial sedan had already arrived at the Regent's palace, Feng Ao Tian did not wake him up, but instead held him in his arms and got out of the sedan, heading straight to the bedroom.

  Feng Yu lay comfortably in Feng Ao Tian's arms, a sly smile playing on the corners of his mouth, and then he fell asleep peacefully.

  Digression

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  Xiu Mu: also means to take a rest. According to the "Han Shu · Huo Guang Zhuan", it is recorded that "when Guang was on leave, he would enter and make decisions on behalf of Guang."

  "The Rebirth of the Imperial Concubine" by Lu Tian Shu

  She was the legitimate daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, but she was a woman with an uncertain fate, even being imprisoned from a young age, all because she was born with red eyes, regarded as an anomaly and a disaster.

  She, originally the noble and esteemed daughter of a high-ranking family, thought she had obtained her dream of a perfect match made in heaven, but never expected that the bloodstains on the ground would shatter all her illusions, and the red wedding dress would cruelly destroy all her fantasies!

  That day, her fiancé and the woman who was as close to her as a sister took advantage of her kindness, poisoned her, personally buried her whole family, dug out her heart's blood, and died in hatred.