Volume 1: Regent's Turbulence 037 Did you think I'd go easy on you?

  "Right, let's get up." Xing Zhiyan said softly, raising her eyes and helping Feng Yujiao up from the side. With a kind brow and gentle eyes, she said, "Your Majesty, your uncle returned to the capital just yesterday, and he must be exhausted from traveling by boat and carriage. You should personally go visit him."

  Feng Yun was young, and since his ascension to the throne, this emperor has been a mere figurehead, like a puppet. In recent years, the regent king has been tyrannical, but he is the true dragon son of heaven, even if still young, he understands that one cannot let others snore beside him, how can he not be disturbed? Moreover, this person is also a threat to his throne, how can he not be worried?

  Moreover, this regent king uncle of his really doesn't put himself in his eyes. Although he is not yet fully fledged, he also knows how to be low-key and patient. However, today's events have made him lose face. Two male concubines even dared to look down on the authority of this monarch. Now, the empress dowager still wants him to personally go to the regent king's mansion to visit her?

  His tender little face sank, "Empress Dowager, I won't go."

  Xing Zhiyan led him into the imperial bedroom, and saw the fragments scattered all over the hall. Her gentle eyes flashed a cold color, she raised her head, swept across the eunuchs and palace maids who were lowering their heads beside her, "When His Majesty is being willful, you should stop him, why don't you hurry up and clean up?"

  "Yes." The eunuch in charge hastily replied and then ordered people to immediately clean up the palace.

  Xing Zhiyan lowered her eyes, staring at Feng Yujun, her face showing serenity, but those eyes of hers revealed a chill, "For your sake, can't even tolerate this little humiliation, how can you rule the world in the future?"

  "After mother, the child knows he was wrong." Feng Yuxi's spirit trembled under Xiang Yiyans cold and severe gaze, hastily lowering his head to respond obediently.

  On the right, Xing Yan stood up and hastily echoed, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager, today, the Regent King removed the Left Capital Governor and appointed two male favorites from his own palace. The Regent King's trip to the border not only reinstated Mu Han Yao but also heavily relied on Mu Han Jin. Additionally, he sent Blue Xuan's son, Blue Yun Shu, to investigate the case of the stolen official salt in Lianghuai. If Blue Yun Shu were to uncover something...

  Xing Zhiyan waved her hand and said, "What about Lan Xuan's book? It's just an empty name of a champion. Besides, in the past two years, his experience in the Regent Prince's mansion has been true to his heart. Even if he went to do it, wouldn't the two Huai be his father's people? If he went, he would naturally not get any good results. He would send someone to stare at him, and if he found out something, he would let him go without a return."

  "Yes, I understand." The Right Prime Minister hastily replied, "However, now that the Regent Prince has ordered me to reflect on my mistakes and temporarily stripped me of my powers, if something happens within these three months, can the original plan still proceed?"

  "This time, I brought her to the border town, secretly collaborating with the Qi State, just wanting to get rid of her. Who would have thought that she was so lucky, not only did she not die, but also recovered Mu Han's loyalty for her use? My family didn't know, she had such skills." Xing Ziyuan's eyes were cold and calm, still with the same elegance and nobility, dignified and majestic.

  "Your Majesty, please be at ease. Although Mu Han Yao is in charge of the Mu family army, there are also old ministers' trusted followers within the Mu family army. If he does anything that is not conducive to the overall situation and becomes an obstacle to the Emperor's successful ascension to power, I have a way to deal with it and replace him." You Xiang Yin's hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, looking confident and composed.

  "She is now the target of public criticism, having lost the hearts of the people. From high-ranking officials to ordinary citizens, everyone is complaining about her and resenting her deeply. The imperial family only doesn't want their centuries-old foundation to be destroyed overnight." Xing Ziyuan lowered her eyes and looked at Feng Yujiao, who was standing beside her with his head bowed in respect. She spoke softly, "Your Majesty, this throne of Feng Guo is yours by destiny. You are the rightful ruler, and no one can covet your position."

  "After mother, the child understands that small tolerance can lead to great chaos. The child will not be so impulsive and reckless in the future. Immediately go to the Regent's palace to pay respects to Uncle Regent." Feng Yin Qi raised her eyes, looking at Xiang Yixian's loving gaze, said softly.

  "Your Majesty, according to my knowledge, the Regent's residence has undergone a change. Cold Qianye has been released by the Regent. It seems that during the Regent's trip to the border, he became vigilant and may take this opportunity to win over Cold Qianye. If so, before Cold Qianye changes his mind, I think Your Majesty could intervene, relying on your past relationship with Cold Qianye, and bring him under the Emperor's command. This would not only win over the hearts of the generals loyal to Cold Qianye but also become a great strength for the Emperor." The Right Minister suggested from the side.

  Xing Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat when she heard the three words "Leng Qianye", and she quickly calmed down her inner turmoil, casting a faint glance at the right minister. "Father, proceed with the original plan, do not alarm the enemy, if anyone dares to obstruct us, kill them without pardon."

  "Is that Kori Chiyori?" asked Uemon, not forgetting.

  "I have my own ideas, Father. It's getting late, you should go back to the manor and rest." Xing Zhiyan's bright eyes flickered slightly, still with that gentle warmth.

  The right prime minister nodded in understanding, after performing the ritual, he retreated and left without any delay, out of the palace, he rushed straight to the residence of the right prime minister.

  Feng Yu ordered people to prepare the carriage and specially prepared the best tonic, and they went to the Regent Prince's mansion in a grand manner.

  Xing Zhiyan walked on the path to the Empress Dowager's palace, with the warm breeze blowing gently through her hair, a soft smile playing on her lips, and her eyes filled with tender emotions. Inside her wide sleeves, her hands were clasped together, and in her heart, she was secretly calling out someone's name, "Qian Ye, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you."

  The Regent's Palace, Ye Wei Xing was hung upside down, but there was no half-dead displeasure and impatience. He was self-satisfied with his own jade-like fingers, playing happily, occasionally glancing at a pair of beautiful eyes, looking through the inner hall at the scene in the study room. Unfortunately, nothing could be seen. Even so, he still looked towards the door of the study room with boredom and not being discouraged.

  Mo Hanjin had already reviewed half of the memorials, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Ao Tian still gazing lazily at the book in his hand, with a hint of playful smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen something interesting.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Ao Tian, but felt that if he hadn't known about her cruel nature and outrageous behavior beforehand, just looking at her calm and serene appearance, they might have become close friends. However, this was just his speculation, and now, their identities made it impossible for them to change the situation.

  Feng Ao Tian sidled up, coincidentally meeting Mu Han Jin's elegant and refined smile. He put down his book, sat upright in front of him, propped his chin with both hands, and stared at him, "What are you staring at me for, do you want me to pamper you?"

  Mo Hanjin's body paused for a moment, then he lowered his eyes, silently scolding himself. Indeed, still so unorthodox. He didn't respond again, picked up the red brush and continued to review the memorial.

  At this time, Ye Wei was weak and frail, softly calling out in a low voice, "Master, two hours have passed, please let me go."

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