Chapter 1: The Storm of Regency 041 Off with it then off with it

  Feng Yin's footsteps paused for a moment, and his face flashed with an unnatural expression. He said coldly, "Regent Uncle, must I enter the palace in such a manner?"

  "Just because you are the emperor, you must set an example for all officials. This is my palace, and any rules must be followed according to my will." Feng Ao Tian said calmly as he put down a reviewed memorial on one side.

  Mo Hanjin lowered her head, continuing to annotate the remaining memorials. In her heart, she silently cursed Feng Ao Tian's words, thinking that it was indeed easy to change the world but hard to change one's nature. The Emperor was only nine years old and wouldn't even spare a child. It wasn't until now that she sat with him for a day and saw his strategies in annotating memorials that she really wanted to scold him loudly, calling him a foolish ruler.

  Feng Yin Qi's face turned red with anger, his small hands clenched into fists, and the sound of cracking bones could still be heard. He took a deep breath and said, "I know that Prince Regent Uncle has gone to the border, laboring and toiling along the way. I have come especially to visit Prince Regent Uncle, and I hope that Prince Regent Uncle can come out and meet with me."

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, thinking that this little guy was indeed worthy of being trained by Xing Zhiyan, with a strong endurance. If he were to be further honed in the future, he would surely become a great talent. Unfortunately, in front of her, he was just a naive and inexperienced young man who didn't pose any threat. However, since the current situation was still uncertain, it wouldn't hurt to play along with him for now.

  "The king is currently busy and has no time to personally welcome the emperor." Feng Ao Tian wanted to see just how strong his patience could be.

  Feng Yin hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "When will the Regent Uncle be free?"

  "Tomorrow morning." Feng Ao Tian said quietly.

  For a moment, Feng Yu really wanted to rush in like this, but unfortunately his martial arts skills were not deep. Even if he went in, he would be beaten out. He knew the Regent's violent temper, and if he provoked her displeasure, today would be a trip with no return. He didn't want to be beaten half to death due to impulsiveness. Thinking this way, he quickly changed his mood and secretly thought to himself: Impulsiveness is the devil.

  Feng Ao Tian took the last memorial annotated by Mu Han Jin, reviewed it, and then gently tossed it aside. He raised his eyes to see that Mu Han Jin had unintentionally stained her sleeve with ink due to her teasing earlier. She frowned, "Go change your clothes."

  Mo Hanjin followed Feng Ao Tian's gaze and saw a large patch of ink on his sleeve, hurriedly got down from the soft couch and replied, "Yes."

  He immediately turned around and left the study, shedding off the fatigue of the day, feeling refreshed and relaxed, and headed towards the inner hall.

  As she passed through the palace gate, Mu Hanjin looked straight ahead and didn't even glance at the gate, walking forward with purpose. Because once he left the study, he was no longer a minister but the Regent's male concubine, and his only master could be her.

  Feng Yu's eyes flashed, and he saw Mu Hanjin walking past him indifferently. His eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a cold glint as he said in a low voice, "Regent King Uncle, why is your male concubine wearing clothes?"

  "This king's male favorite, this king likes to have him wear it if he wants to wear it, take it off if he wants to take it off. Does the emperor want to appreciate my male favorite's appearance?" Feng Ao Tian asked loudly.

  "The Regent Uncle has thought of it, but I don't have such refined hobbies as the Regent Uncle." Feng Yin Qi almost gritted his teeth and said, letting him see a man's jade body? It was simply ridiculous.

  Feng Ao Tian smiled again, "My hobby is already very elegant, if the emperor doesn't want to come in, then I'll just continue being busy." After speaking, her figure flashed and she entered the inner hall a step ahead of Han Jin.

  The eunuch, Feng Yin Qi, felt a chill run down his spine as he stood outside the grand hall. His eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty as he naturally understood that the Regent King was intentionally making things difficult for him. If he didn't go in, he feared that he would have to stand there all night. But if he did go in, wouldn't it be a complete loss of face for the Emperor? He stood there, weighing his options back and forth.

  Feng Ao Tian walked to the bedside on his own and saw that Ye Mei's face was rosy, still fast asleep. He stretched out his hand and covered her smooth forehead, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Indeed a weak and frail body."

  She let out a low hiss, raised her palm and pushed it towards his chest, transferring a stream of true energy into his heart meridian. He was now suffering from severed meridians, and she had just hung him upside down to get his blood flowing again, allowing the broken meridians to slowly heal. Unfortunately, his physique was too weak, coupled with last night's wind chill, and he could hardly hold on now.

  Mo Hanjin bowed his head and stepped into the inner hall, behind the screen, where his usual clothes were already prepared. He took off the clothes he was wearing and put on new ones, then walked out and went to one side of Feng Ao Tian.

  Feng Ao Tian gathered his sleeves, raised his eyes, and looked at him deeply. His gaze flashed with a hint of coldness, then he slowly stood up, holding his hand, "Lord Feng, prepare dinner."

  "Yes." Mr. Feng hastily signaled to a nearby servant to transmit the message, and soon he entered the bedroom with dishes.

  Feng Yu looked at the dishes being brought in and only then realized that he hadn't eaten all day. The regent, his uncle, had treated him like this, and he rubbed his empty stomach, gazing at the delicious food floating before his eyes, his throat involuntarily moving.

  Feng Ao Tian held Mo Han Jin's hand and sat down, placing the specially prepared soup in front of him. "Drink."

  Mu Hanjin raised his soup bowl and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Highness."

  Feng Ao Tian stopped speaking and directly started eating, Mu Han Jin was also silent. He wasn't stupid enough to ask the Regent King if he wanted to invite the Emperor in for a meal at this time.

  The aroma of food wafting from the palace made Feng Yuqi unable to help but swallow his saliva, recalling that these dishes were previously not even worthy of his attention. However, today they smelled incredibly appetizing, and he couldn't help but lament that he was truly hungry now.

  But he also had a temper and had to maintain the dignity of being an emperor, absolutely could not yield. So, he held his breath, not smelling the tempting aroma of food, stood up straight with his small waist, if today he couldn't see the Regent King Uncle, Empress Dowager would definitely be displeased, and would scold him, how could he tolerate such humiliation in the future to become a real emperor?

  Feng Ao Tian finished her late dinner, she was accustomed to exercising after meals, and walked into the inner hall, heading towards the tool rack. She observed the objects on the tool rack, all of which were made of pure metal, with intricate carvings that seemed to come alive at a glance, clearly very valuable. With a hook of her finger, she pulled out a cowhide whip from beside her, and lightly swung it, its flexibility was excellent, the handle was made of high-quality sheep fat jade, feeling smooth to the touch.

  Mu Hanjin remained standing with his head bowed to one side, watching Feng Ao Tian walk towards the tool rack, pick up a whip, and silently sigh in his heart. Indeed, he had thought too much. In the past, whenever she picked up something from the tool rack, he would know that this night would be another sleepless one, and he felt his stomach tighten, the warm soup he had just drunk threatening to spew out. He suppressed the nausea and quietly took off the moon-white brocade robe on his body.

  Feng Ao Tian turned around, and saw Mu Han Jin's actions, only then did he remember her usual behavior. However, now she was thinking of finding someone to practice with, and since he had delivered himself to her doorstep, why would she refuse?

  Skin as smooth as jade **under the dazzling palace lamp, it shines with a moist luster, like a waterfall of black hair clinging to that slender body, and a delicate face that is even more set off by his icy purity.**

  Feng Ao Tian hooked the corner of his mouth, swung the whip in his hand towards him, and heard a "slap" sound...

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