Volume 1: The Storms of Regency Chapter 61 Can your nephew share a bed with you?

  Mo Hanjin lowered his eyes, gazing at the wide sleeves of the other person's robe, their tightly clasped hands. He had never thought that one day he would be strolling hand in hand with a man like this, and yet this was someone he once wanted to escape from. But it had only been a few days, so why were all these things changing without him even realizing it?

  Her cruelty remains, yet amidst this overbearing manner, a subtle tenderness always emerges, leaving him at a loss, unsure of what to do. He allows himself to be led by her hand, even if it means walking off a cliff or into an abyss. For a moment, he thinks that perhaps he too will follow her and leap together into the depths below.

  He was startled awake by the terrifying thoughts deep within his own heart. Good heavens, what was he thinking? How could such an idea have occurred to him? Hadn't he hated her, detested her?

  A wisp of smoke, a willow's shadow, the leaves rustling, a gentle breeze blew by, and Mu Hanjin couldn't help but shiver.

  "Cold?" Feng Ao Tian slightly tilted his head and asked.

  Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and replied in a warm voice, "A bit."

  Feng Ao Tian smiled lightly and wrapped his arms around his waist, her toes barely touching the ground before she flew back to the bedroom.

  Lord Feng saw his master return and hurriedly smiled as he went up to him, "Your Highness, you're back."

  Feng Ao Tian saw Feng Gonggong's eyebrows open and his eyes smile, so he knew that things were done, so he nodded and said, "It's just a small ant, not worth mentioning."

  "Yes, Your Highness." Feng Gonggong still had a smiling face, but couldn't hide the fact that although he was just an insignificant person, he had indeed scared the Empress Dowager quite badly, and his heart felt somewhat relieved.

  Feng Ao Tian led Mu Han Jin's hand into the bedroom, directly walking to the inner hall, "Help me take off my clothes."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, raising his hands and carefully serving.

  Phoenix proudly lowered her eyes, gazing at his face, as gentle as an orchid, as elegant as water. Unfortunately, what was hidden behind this elegance was not something she could easily pry into. She stood still, allowing him to carefully remove the brocade shirt from his body. He reached out to unbutton her undergarment, but his fingers were grasped by Phoenix's hand. "Go get Master's undershirt."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, saw her face was cold and calm, the melancholy in her eyes disappeared, turned around and walked forward.

  Feng Ao Tian walked slowly to the back of the screen and listened to Mu Han Jin's approaching footsteps, "Put it aside."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin put the middle garment on the table beside the screen and stood respectfully to one side. He now hoped to have some spare time to think about it, but he really couldn't make up his mind.

  Feng Ao Tian walked out from behind the screen and looked at Mu Han Jin, "Go change."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, holding the already prepared undergarment in her hand, and stepped behind the screen.

  Feng Ao Tian lifted his feet and leisurely stepped out of the inner hall, heading towards the study.

  Feng Yu sat on a small stool beside the desk, looking very weak and small. However, he sat up straight, holding an imperial brush in one hand and flipping through a document with the other, his brow furrowed in concentration.

  Phoenix swept open the curtains, stepped into the study, walked straight to his side, sat down casually, and carried him in her arms, putting him on her lap. "Have you all picked them out?"

  "Regent Uncle, I can only do one or two things." Feng Yin Qi reluctantly finished reading all the categorized memorials, on which Mu Han Jin had already made precise annotations. Compared to his own strategies, these were even more beneficial for implementation. Only then did he realize what it meant to use people effectively, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of how he had previously looked down on Mu Han Jin.

  "Feng Ao Tian coldly said, 'Bring out what you can do, let me take a look.'"

  "Yes." Feng Yu handed over the folded paper to Feng Ao Tian, lowering her head and waiting for her decision.

  Feng Ao Tian glanced roughly at the two folded papers, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

  "Hmm." Feng Yuqian hastily nodded, thinking that these two documents had not been annotated by Mu Hanjin and the Regent King Uncle had not approved them either. He took a look at them, and according to the current situation, it was also something he could handle.

  Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and heavily knocked on his head, "The Ministry of Rites' residence was engulfed in a huge fire today. Can the plan he proposed be implemented?"

  Feng Yin raised his head and gazed at her, "How could I not know about this?"

  "From now on, every day after early morning, you will follow me back to the palace." Feng Ao Tian said calmly, raising his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin who was entering, "Assist Mu Ai Gong."

  "Yes, I... nephew obey." Feng Yinnang happily responded, the regent uncle is now willing to let him participate in politics is already rare, he is even more aware that Mu Hanjin's ability is absolutely not to be underestimated. No wonder, at first, his father wanted him to be the Taifu, but at that time, Mu Hanjin was too proud, now this is a rare opportunity.

  Mo Hanjin was taken aback for a moment, though he didn't know what the Regent King had in mind, but still nodded in agreement. He then walked to the side of the soft couch and sat down by himself.

  That night, the imperial palace was in an uproar due to the sudden fainting of the Empress Dowager, while the Regent's residence was brightly lit all night and only quieted down at the third watch.

  Feng Ao Tian stepped down from the soft couch and looked at Feng Yin Qi sitting on the soft couch, "Feng Gonggong, take the emperor to another courtyard to rest."

  "Yes." Old Man Feng replied in a low voice from outside the study.

  Feng Yu raised his eyes, blinking, and gazed at Feng Ao Tian, "Regent Uncle, can I sleep with you?"

  He vividly remembered that in the past, he would always stick to Wang Shu and sleep together, while Wang Shu would pamper him with affection, and the two would share a bed. For the past two years, Wang Shu's indifference had made him fearful, but now, feeling that long-lost warmth again, he wanted more.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, stretched out his hand and pinched Feng Yu Qi's cheek, "Sleep with me? You little scamp, don't forget what you did to me last night."

  Feng Yu Qi suddenly remembered, last night accidentally kissed Wang Shu, hastily lowered his head, and his face was even more stained with a hint of shyness. "Regent Uncle, last night was purely an accident."

  "Unexpected? Took the king's robe, when will you return it? This unexpectedness, Your Majesty must remember to return." Feng Ao Tian said, his arm wrapped around him, and he was directly pulled into his arms. Then, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, they walked towards the inner hall.

  Feng Yu Qi leaned into her embrace, his mouth corners overflowing with irrepressible joy. In just one short day, she had thoroughly shattered the heart wall he had painstakingly built over two years. Although she was still as icy as ever, Feng Yu Qi knew that his beloved Wang Shu had finally returned to his side.

  Mo Hanjin slightly turned his gaze, just in time to meet Feng Yuqi's smiling and tender face. He was taken aback again, looked up, but saw Feng Ao Tian hooking up a charming and demonic gaze at him.

  That night, the bedroom was very quiet, Mu Hanjin lay quietly on her side as she had done the previous night, Feng Yuxi held onto her sleeve with one hand, and the three of them fell asleep peacefully.

  On the second day, Longyu led the way, with the Regent's sedan chair following behind. The early morning was unusually quiet, yet it exuded an air of imperial dignity. As Feng Yu descended from the dragon sedan chair, he saw the eunuch in charge of the Empress Dowager's palace approaching him, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager...the Empress Dowager has been attacked...it is feared that something untoward may have occurred."

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