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  Feng Ao Tian lowered her gaze, looking at him, the determination and expectation in his eyes made her heart move, she stretched out her hand and tightly wrapped him in her arms, "Have you thought it through?"

  "Hmm, what about the prince?" When he decided to leave, he had already made up his mind.

  "When you return, I'll give you the world as a dowry and marry you." Feng Ao Tian replied solemnly, lowering his head to kiss his lips.

  Her enchanting smile, shallow and yet radiant, welcomed his lips. In this moment, he had a glimmer of hope to live on, a thought that gave him the will to survive. He vowed to himself that no matter how treacherous the road ahead might be, he would grit his teeth and keep living, for her sake as well as his own.

  The next day, before dawn, Ye Wei Xian gazed at the serene sleeping face beside him, his lips curled into a faint smile, as if a thousand words were hidden in that bright smile. He leaned forward and gently kissed her lips, conveying his reluctance to part with her and his hopes for their future together. He got out of bed, still wearing the same crimson clothes, his body radiating a fiery aura, exuding an air of elegance. As he slowly left the room, he saw Mu Han standing guard in the courtyard under the night sky.

  She gazed at him from afar, but didn't say a word, merely nodding slightly.

  "Before you, with eyes fixed on the front, 'In your eyes, she may be just a cruel ruler, but in mine, she is more important than my own life. Some things, once lost, can never be regained. If one day you discover your true heart, then grasp it tightly.'"

  He finished speaking, turned his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and then tapped his toes lightly before flying away.

  Mu Han's face darkened as he listened to his words, and before he knew it, Feng Ao Tian was already standing beside him. "He's gone."

  He gazed at her with a distant and cold expression, seeing the faint sadness and reluctance between her eyebrows, and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you go?"

  "Go where he should go, maybe... this life is afraid to meet again." Feng Ao Tian looked at the distant, already disappeared Yao Wei's figure, and for the first time felt that parting was such an unbearable feeling.

  She curved up a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, turned around indifferently and said, "He's working hard for Grandpa, so Grandpa can't just sit here feeling sorry for himself."

  Mu Han Yao watched as she stepped into the house, her figure pausing for a moment. A hint of darkness flashed across his cold eyes, and then he lifted his feet to follow her.

  The night demon gently fell onto the riverbank, where someone had already prepared horses and was waiting.

  "The slaves have seen your lordship." The two women knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes.

  "Get up." Still with that handsome and charming figure, but exuding an unapproachable noble dignity, he stood with his hands behind his back, then took off the bright red long shirt and changed into a dark red brocade robe.

  A pair of beautiful eyes is no longer a myriad of emotions, but exudes mystery, making it impossible to ponder. With a light swing of her cloak, she mounts her horse and takes off. She casts a glance in the direction of the imperial carriage, a hint of an enchanting smile playing on her lips. Then, she turns around, her eyes cold and stern, and rides away.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Jing Shu and Mu Han Yao, "Follow me to the canal transportation."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao and Lan Xuan Shu saluted each other, but now, looking at Feng Ao Tian's side with fewer people, he suddenly felt like something was missing.

  Xing Wuyun leaned back on his own initiative, anyway this matter had nothing to do with him.

  Feng Ao Tian sidled up to him and said, "You can leave too."

  Xing Wuyun shrugged and left, it wouldn't cost him any flesh anyway.

  Feng Ao Tian stopped speaking and walked out of the tent with a group of people, heading towards the canal transportation in an imposing manner.

  In the carriage, Feng Ao Tian closed his eyes to rest, these days, he was used to having a warm embrace by his side, but now, he suddenly felt a little empty and couldn't help feeling a bit lost.

  Lan Yun and Xing Wu Yun were also sitting quietly on one side, silent.

  Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and pulled the Blue Crystal Book into his arms, but felt that this hug was not the familiar feeling he had before. However, he was unwilling to let go, after all, having something was better than nothing.

  Lan Yun's body stiffened as he leaned into his arms, raised his eyes and met Xiang Wu Yun's interested gaze. His warm eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure for the first time, then looked up and glared fiercely.

  Xing Wuyun smiled casually and leaned back in the carriage, lifting the curtain to gaze at the scenery outside.

  Because of the assassination last time, now the entire bustling street is still deserted, with no one daring to collect the bodies, and the surrounding area is filled with the stench of rotting corpses. The once-bustling streets have become a dead street, with no one asking about it. Of course, all the shops on this street were bought by Wei Ziyu, and now they are even more deserted.

  Weizong Miao still stood tall and elegant in the luxurious room of the wine tower, just opposite Xing Wuyun's gaze. Their eyes met, and Xing Wuyun flashed a charming smile at Weizong Miao, but his eyes revealed a hint of intimidation. He then lowered the carriage curtain, turned around, and Feng Ao Tian was staring at him with profound meaning.

  He laughed loudly and said, "Your Highness, why are you looking at me like this?"

  "This king is just looking at the scenery outside." Feng Ao Tian said lightly, then lowered his eyes, looking at the blue crystal book in his arms, and again, a vision of Ye Wei Xian's gentle smile appeared in his mind.

  She furrowed her brow and closed her eyes again.

  Lan Yun raised her eyes and gathered her emotions at the bottom of her eyes, but in her heart, she felt a sudden sense of loss. In the regent king's heart, what did he count as?

  Xing Wuyun naturally understood the meaning of Feng Ao Tian's words, which was that he had just seen something and she would see it too. Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a little curious - what kind of plan was this Regent King plotting?

  A group of people slowly made their way to the Fuchuan government office, where a woman in her thirties led a crowd waiting outside.

  Feng Ao Tian got off the horse-drawn carriage, stood with his hands behind his back, and the woman in front of him immediately knelt down, "The commoner's wife pays respects to the Regent King! Long live the king, long live the king, forever and ever!"

  "Hmm, let's go." Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, and then stepped forward towards the mansion.

  The woman's eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles, but she suddenly raised her head to greet Xing Wuyun who was getting out of the carriage. A flash of panic flickered across her face, followed by a mixture of resentment and hatred.

  Xing Wuyun obviously did not expect that there would be such an expression in her eyes, apparently somewhat inexplicable, shouldn't she be deeply affectionate towards him?

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze and looked at the woman in front of him, "Do you know why I have come here?"

  "The common woman doesn't know." The woman in front of him replied with a bowed head.

  "Lan Yu Shi, speak up." Feng Ao Tian said coldly.

  Lan Yun stepped forward a few steps, neither too quickly nor too slowly. "Three months ago, the official salt was robbed. Now, after investigation by the authorities, someone has confessed that the grain transport officials colluded with thieves to steal and sell the official salt."

  "Your Honor, for a hundred years of grain transportation, we have been clean and never done anything against the imperial law, even if someone confessed, it was also a frame-up." The woman in front of him said hastily.

  "Is that so?" Feng Ao Tian sneered, "Who are you? Why doesn't the leader of the boatmen's guild come out to pay respects to me, the king?"

  "The lady is the wife of the leader, and the leader's body is weak. He is now in a coma and cannot come out to welcome Your Highness, please forgive him." The woman replied immediately.

  "Oh, so it's the wife of the leader." Feng Ao Tian also spoke up loudly, "I met Miss Le Xiang many years ago and we became close friends. Why isn't she here today?"

  "The young lady fell ill half a month ago, and the illness came suddenly. Now her body has not yet fully recovered, so it's inconvenient for her to come out to welcome Your Highness." The woman hesitated slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, before responding in a low voice.

  "Is that so?" Feng Ao Tian smiled and said, "Since Miss Le Xiang is not convenient to come see me, then I can only go visit Miss Le Xiang in person."

  "This...," the woman hesitated, "the young girl's illness is contagious. If Your Highness goes there..."

  "Don't be afraid." Feng Ao Tian waved his hand and took the lead, walking a few steps before turning around to face the woman in front of him. "Still not leading the way?"

  "Yes." The woman hastily replied and then walked forward.

  "Search!" ordered Lan Xuan beside him.

  The woman glanced at Xing Wuyun, who followed closely behind her, and a hint of inquiry flashed in her eyes. She thought to herself that it was strange that the Regent King did not immediately see through her deception, but she could only blame herself for underestimating him.

  Feng Ao Tian was just about to take a few steps forward when she saw Le Yun walking towards her with elegant and refined demeanor.

  The woman raised her eyes, looked at Le Xiang, and a cold glint flashed in the bottom of her eyes. She then stepped forward and hastily said, "Xiang'er, your body has not yet recovered, how did you come out?"

  Le Qing looked at the woman in front of her, her eyes dimly lit, then looked at Feng Ao Tian, "The commoner girl greets the Regent King."

  "Miss Le Qing, the king and you are also old acquaintances. I heard that you're not feeling well, so I came to see you." Feng Ao Tian took a step forward, with a hint of soft light flashing in his eyes, speaking kindly.

  Xing Wuyun, who was standing aside, watched this scene and her mouth twitched. She had come to watch the show herself, but now she felt a bit bored leaning against the side, looking at Min Xue, the county lord beside Le Huan, and couldn't help but think that this woman was really stupid, having died once before, how could she still be so foolish?

  Lan Yun and Mu Han stood in the hall, ordering people to search the entire mansion. Turning around, they saw Feng Ao Tian and a very beautiful woman standing together, exchanging a glance, hiding their thoughts, and continuing with their tasks.

  Le Qing looked at Feng Ao Tian and immediately knelt in front of her, "Your Highness, I have a grievance to report."

  "Miss Le Qing, please get up. What grievances do you have? Speak freely." Feng Ao Tian hurriedly helped Le Qing up and asked softly.

  Le Qing handed over the petition to Feng Ao Tian, "This is a statement from a civilian woman."

  Feng Ao Tian took over the indictment, unfolded it and scanned it, then raised his eyes to look at Le Xiang, "Is there any evidence for this matter?"

  "The evidence is on her body." Le Yun raised his hand, pointing to the woman beside him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "She is not Erniang's second wife, but an impersonator in disguise."

  "Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, I'm your second aunt, how could I disguise myself as someone else?" The woman looked surprised and stared at Le Ling.

  "Whether it's true or false, one test will reveal it." Le Ping said, and reached out to tear off the woman's facial skin, but was blocked by her outstretched hand.

  The other helpers standing inside the Fu's residence looked at the sudden situation in front of them, stood there in shock, thinking how could this be.

  The woman in front of her immediately tore off the mask, revealing a beautiful face, but on one side of her cheek was a scar, which was quite eye-catching.

  "Miss Min Xue, it's been a while." Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and said in a cold tone.

  The woman in front of her let out a cold snort, "I've been waiting for you to deliver yourself to my doorstep. Even if I knew it was a dead end, I'd still want to perish with you."

  The Marquise of Minxue said coldly, then immediately tore open her clothes, on which were installed rows of needle tubes. She pulled hard, and countless silver needles shot towards her.

  Feng Ao's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she was about to dodge, but saw Le Huan push her away and block in front of her, "Your Highness, be careful."

  Feng Ao Tian was suddenly shocked, countless silver needles pierced into Le Xiang's body, he hastily went forward and wrapped her in his arms.

  Min Xue County Master burst out laughing loudly, then drew out the dagger in her hand and stabbed Feng Ao Tian, but was kicked away by Xing Wu Yun.

  "Why?" The gentle and elegant Miss Min Xue stared at Xing Wu Yun like a madwoman, spitting out fresh blood as she crawled on the ground, her eyes fixed intently on Xing Wu Yun.

  "I won't let you hurt her." Xing Wuyun's smile, which had always been frivolous and irreverent, was reined in for the first time, his eyes cold and serious as he spoke.

  The beautiful face of the Marquis's daughter was shrouded in a layer of gloom, exuding intense hatred. "I want to kill her, she deserves to die!"

  "You're too stupid, you can't even kill her." Xing Wuyun said coldly and turned away, no longer looking at her.

  The Marquis of Min Xue was stunned again, looking at Feng Ao Tian, with hatred in his eyebrows and eyes, "Why? Why?"

  Phoenix proudly turned her eyes, and a cold light burst out of her phoenix pupils. With a palm absorption, the dagger that Xing Wuyun kicked off fell into her palm. Her palm moved, and the dagger directly pierced into the mouth of Minxue County Master, penetrating through.

  She didn't dare to stare at him with wide eyes, waiting for Feng Ao Tian, unwilling to die.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Le Yun in his arms, who was on the verge of death with countless poisonous needles all over her body. "I can dodge them myself, you don't have to do this."

  "Your Highness, being able to die in your arms is the most correct decision I've made in my life, and also the happiest moment."

  "Le Qing, this king is not worth it." Feng Ao Tian looked at Le Qing in front of her, and she remembered that when they first met, it was just a joke. But now, after five years, she was willing to sacrifice her own life for someone who had never taken her seriously. At this moment, she felt what it meant to be heartbroken for the first time.

  Le Yong exerted all her strength to lift up her hand, wanting to caress her face. This was her hope and expectation for the past five years. Even if the world scolded her for being cruel and ruthless, even if the world scolded her for being cold-blooded and merciless, she knew that the person in front of her had a warm heart.

  "Your Highness, Le Rong understands, everything is clear. You've always had someone in your heart, but that person is no longer in this world. That's why you've become like this. But I don't blame or resent you. Instead, I'm grateful to have met you. Now, I have no more... regrets." Le Rong smiled faintly as she softly expressed her thoughts over the years.

  A gentle breeze blew by, and light pink petals danced in the air, just like the transparent thoughts in her heart. In the end, she closed her eyes, a single tear fell to the ground, and with a hint of a smile on her lips, she quietly passed away.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the woman in his arms, it turned out that in these lonely years, there was still someone silently thinking of her. Feng Ao Tian pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "May you see her in heaven."

  Xing Wuyun stood still, gazing at the fallen woman in front of him, then turned to Feng Ao Tian. Le Huan's words lingered in his mind - this brutal and moody person had actually been loving someone all along? Was that person already dead? Then, who was it?

  Lan Jing and Mu Han were already standing beside her, unaware of when they had arrived. Le Xiang's last words were like a needle piercing their hearts, perhaps they really misjudged her.

  "Sir, we've found official salt in the secret path behind the mountain." A soldier came forward to report.

  Mo Han turned back and looked at Lan Jing's book by his side, "Bring them all out."

  "Yes." The soldier took his orders and withdrew immediately.

  "Your Highness." Lan Jingxian slowly knelt down, looking at Feng Ao Tian.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jing Shu, "Do you think it's ridiculous that someone is willing to die for me without any complaints or regrets?"

  Lan Jingxuan was silent, if one day he encountered such a situation, how would he react? Would he rush up without hesitation? However, just now when the incident occurred, his first thought was that the Regent King was all-powerful, she must have had a plan and wouldn't get hurt.

  Mo Han listened to Feng Ao Tian's words from afar, and thought to himself: Ah, if it were his second brother, he would definitely rush forward without hesitation to block her path. But what about himself? He was uncertain, perhaps in that moment, he would too... don't ask him why, he didn't know either.

  Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, at this moment, he was just an outsider.

  Feng Ao Tian picked up Le Kuai and said, "The official salt will be collected and returned to the government office. As for other matters, you two can handle them."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao and Lan Xuan responded in a low voice.

  Xing Wuyun watched her leave, and unknowingly followed her until they left the government office and arrived at a quiet place. She put down Leihong's body and personally buried her in the dust, but did not set up a tombstone.

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze towards Xing Wu Yun, "The mask has been worn for a long time, it's time to take it off for a moment. Otherwise, you will suffocate."

  Xing Wuyun stood silently beside her, gazing at the desolation that shrouded her entire being. The unspoken loneliness was palpable, and in this moment, he felt it deeply. Did he have the courage to remove his mask?

  The sky had unknowingly drifted into a gentle, fine rain that fell on the two of them, as if shrouded in mist and cloud, unable to express the endless entwining sorrow...

  Feng Ao Tian took a deep breath, calming her emotions. She suddenly felt that she still had feelings, and could still feel sorrow. She turned to look at Xing Wu Yun, "You can leave."

  "Your Highness, I don't want to leave now." Xing Wuyun's eyes widened slightly, and a rebellious smile spread across his face as he spoke.

  "Whether you go or stay is up to me." Feng Ao Tian said in a deep voice, then turned around and flew away with a light tap of his toes.

  Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Ao Tian's figure, raised his voice and laughed. Xing Wuyun's greatest advantage was that he was persistent and would not give up easily. Feng Ao Tian had undoubtedly piqued his interest, and he was eager to know what her true face was like behind the mask.

  Feng Ao Tian no longer paid attention to him and returned directly to the command post, where Mu Han and Lan Xuan's letter had already arrived and were waiting for her inside.

  "Is everything done?" Feng Ao Tian entered, his body stained with moisture, and sat down directly.

  Mu Han took a step forward, looking at her still calm appearance. For some reason, he suddenly had an urge to hold her in his arms, but finally, reason overcame everything. He reported in a low voice, "Your Highness, the official salt is now only half left."

  "This half will be taken back to the capital, and you can take the other half with you." Feng Ao Tian continued.

  "Does the king mean that the other half is still there?" Lan Yun stepped forward, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

  Feng Ao Tian used his internal energy to dry off the moisture on his body and coldly asked, "How many of those 100,000 troops are left now?"

  "Master, there are still 50,000 left, and all of them will be executed." Bailedu reported in a cold voice.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Han Yao, "Are you willing to lead the 50,000 troops back to the border?"

  Mo Han's eyes flashed with a hint of splendor, and now is the time to use troops. With 50,000 soldiers, how long will he need to recruit more? Thinking of this, he hastily replied, "Your Highness can entrust it to me."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "These 50,000 troops you must train for me into elite generals who can take on a hundred enemies alone."

  "Yes, I obey." Mu Han replied loudly and clearly from a distance, leading troops in battle was his strong suit.

  "Feng Ao Tian asked again, 'How much grain and fodder have been seized?'"

  "It can last for more than a year at the border."

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Han Yao, "Now that we have all the troops, horses, and supplies, this trip of yours is not in vain."

  "It is." Mu Han suddenly felt that the hardships of the past few days were worth it, and even more so, with 50,000 troops and a year's worth of grain, thinking about this, his cold and stern face also showed a rare hint of brightness.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him and said, "Have you forgotten what I told you? If you want to laugh, go ahead and laugh secretly."

  After listening to Mu Han from afar, he immediately closed his mouth and didn't speak again.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wu Yun, "How come you're still here."

  Xing Wuyun had a rogue look on his face, and then leaned against the soft couch beside him, "I don't want to leave now, it's much better to stay here than to stay with that black-hearted person."

  Feng Ao Tian swung his palm at him, "I won't let you stay."

  "Your Highness, if you don't keep me by your side, there's no way to make that person come quietly." Xing Wuyun hastily said the advantageous chips.

  Feng Ao's eyes slightly dimmed, his handsome face as usual, gloomy and uncertain. "I'll be staying in the two Huai regions for no more than two days. If you can make him come to visit me, I'll let you stay here."

  "Good." Xing Wuyun responded readily and turned around, leaving with a flourish.

  Lan Yun looked at Xing Wuyun's departing back with a puzzled expression, wondering what was wrong with him. These days, he had been thinking of leaving, but now he seemed reluctant to go?

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Jing Shu and asked, "Reassign the officials in this area. How many officials are left to be reassigned?"

  "There are only forty officials left in the two Huai regions now." Lan Jing's book hung his head and replied, the two Huai were originally the most important, now there are no officials to dispatch, what can be done.

  Feng Ao Tian thought that there was still a month before the imperial examination, even if new blood came at that time, it would also need to be tempered, now, forty people?

  "Yan Yan has been following you for several days to solve the case, what do you think?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Jun Shu, suddenly remembering this person.

  "We'll see about that." Lan Jingyu responded.

  "You also need to be tempered, and he will be promoted as the salt transport commissioner of the two Huai regions. You will directly manage the internal affairs, and listen to your arrangements." Feng Ao Tian continued to say.

  "Yes, I obey." Lan Jing replied respectfully, thinking in his heart about how to arrange the officials.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him, "Among the forty people, there are also capable ones. Yan should be the most familiar with them. You can let him make arrangements and you do the final review. It must be done by tomorrow."

  "Yes." Lan Jing Shu hastily replied, then retreated and went out.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes, looking at Mu Han Yao, "For the next two days, prepare yourself and first receive those 50,000 troops. On this journey, if they don't listen to orders, you can kill them. Even if you kill 40,000, there will still be 10,000 left, and I want you to train an elite force for me."

  "Yes." Mu Han replied in a low and distant voice.

  She looked at him, "Come over."

  Mo Han was taken aback, raised his eyes to meet her cold gaze, then lowered them and took a step closer to her. Feng Ao Tian didn't pull him into an embrace, but instead pointed beside her, "Sit down."

  Mo Han leaned back in his seat, Feng Ao's body slightly tilted to the side, leaning against his broad shoulders. She closed her eyes slightly, "You're tired, let you lean for a while."

  "Yes." Mu Han's mind stirred, but he sat like a rock, without a single waver, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

  Inside the house is quiet and still, outside the house is a gentle rain, blue smoke drifting...

  Inside the palace, in the empress dowager's bedroom, Xing Zhiyan heard the scout report and was suddenly shocked. "What? Defeated?"

  "Yes." The scout replied, kneeling on the ground.

  "Where is Peony?" Xing Zhiyan's eyes were filled with a frantic light as she asked coldly.

  "The whereabouts are unknown, 100,000 troops were slaughtered, 50,000 were killed, and the remaining 50,000 were rounded up. Grain and salt were also seized, and even the Princess Minxue was killed." The scout reported back immediately.

  "It's all over, everything is over." Xing Zhiyan slumped down, her expression dazed.

  "Empress Dowager, there is still room for maneuver in this matter." Guo Hui flashed a hint of cleverness on his face and hastily said.

  "What room is left for maneuvering?" Xing Zhiyan weakly supported her forehead, all the hard work she had put in over the years had been for nothing.

  "Your Majesty, all the clues have been cut off. It seems that Peony has not fallen into the Regent's hands. In this case, even if they suspect Your Majesty, they don't have any evidence." Guo Hui hastily reminded.

  "Yes, how could I forget that." Xing Ziyuan hastily gathered her spirits, "Go find Peony, we must bring Peony back."

  "Yes." The scout replied in a low voice.

  Xing Zhiyan was still worried and anxious, "Now that the two Huai affairs have been exposed, the 100,000 troops are completely defeated, what should we do in the future?"

  "Everything will be decided by Master." Guo Hui said immediately afterwards.

  At this moment, a black shadow fell, Xing Zhiyan was suddenly shocked and quickly knelt on the ground, "Your subordinate pays respects to Your Majesty."

  "Rubbish." The dark figure stood with his hands behind his back, facing away from Xiang Zhiyan, and coldly shouted.

  "It is unfavorable for those under your jurisdiction to handle affairs, I beg Your Majesty to take responsibility and punish." Xing Zhiyan bowed her head and said in a low voice.

  "The two Huai are just the beginning, later on, you must be more vigilant. It seems that she is going to counterattack." The black shadow said in a low voice.

  "Yes, I will be extremely careful from tomorrow onwards." Xing Zhiyan hastily replied, and immediately felt a sense of relief.

  "Have you taken care of that little emperor's matter?" The dark figure asked immediately.

  "It's all settled, everything will be done within these two days." Xing Zhiyan said immediately after.

  "Well, now that the little emperor is dead, you know what to do." The dark figure said next.

  "I understand." Xing Zhiyan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness before she responded.

  Hei Ying immediately flew away, Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes, looking at the disappearing figure, took a deep breath, and looked up at Guo Hui, "How many more days?"

  "It's just these two days." Guo Hui replied.

  "Ah, Qier, don't blame your mother, this is just your fate." Xing Ziyuan raised her eyes and gazed into the distance, saying in a low tone.

  In the imperial palace, Feng Yu drank the medicine for tonight and suddenly felt a suffocating sensation in his chest, weakly lying on the dragon bed. He raised his eyes and seemed to see the figure of Feng Ao Tian in a daze. His mouth was curved with a shallow smile, "Wang Shu... Wang Shu..."

  "Your Majesty..." De Fu anxiously called out from beside him.

  Feng Yu didn't seem to have heard, still calling out in a daze.

  Feng Ao Tian slowly opened her eyes, raised her gaze, and saw Mu Han Yao sitting motionless beside her. A hint of a smile played on her lips as she took out the jade pendant from her bosom, "Wear this at this moment."

  He took the jade pendant from her hand and stroked it gently with his slender fingers before putting it into his bosom, "Yes."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with his usual expression, then stood up and asked, "Do you miss home?"

  "Mm." Mu Han Yao never lied, and nodded in agreement.

  "Will you come back if I let you?" Feng Ao Tian asked tentatively.

  "I'm used to the life in the military camp, returning to the capital is just a visit to my relatives." Murong Han looked at Feng Ao Tian, not knowing what she meant by her words, and continued.

  "Hmm, if in the future, you won't see me for many years, will you think of me?" Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes, gazing at him, and asked in a low voice.

  "Okay." Mu Han nodded after a moment of contemplation, as if he was thinking about it.

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth curved into a sly and charming smile, "How much do you want?"

  Mu Han's gaze met hers from afar, and for a moment, it seemed as if a faint soft light had flashed across her eyes. He furrowed his brow and replied calmly, "I don't know."

  Feng Ao Tian raised his voice and laughed, then leaned on his shoulder, "However, you must come back."

  Mo Han was taken aback, lowering his eyelids to look at her with some confusion.

  "But not now." Feng Ao Tian had already made up his mind, Ye Mei Hui returned to Wu Yue Country. If he succeeded, then she would have gained a great help without realizing it. Now, the economy was no longer in her hands, and the person behind Xing Zi Yan had yet to appear. What they wanted to do, she still didn't know. Everything was changing rapidly, she needed someone by her side to lend her a helping hand.

  Mu Han Yao also didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, but no matter what she thought, he could only guard the border and not let the enemy country invade.

  Feng Ao Tian leaned against his chest, seemingly lost in thought.

  Xing Wuyun landed lightly, and from a distance, he saw a man in red clothes standing with his hands behind his back. He walked up slowly and stood three steps away, "Don't you plan on going to see her?"

  "Are you here to plead?" Wei Zuo's tone was extremely light, his gaze always fixed on the front.

  "Not really, I just saw that you've had no business for the past few days, so I came over to show some concern." Xing Wuyun leaned against a nearby peach blossom tree, smiling rather complacently.

  "It doesn't matter." Wei Zuo said carelessly and slowly turned around, then walked into the house.

  "She will return to the capital in two days, if you don't go, I can do nothing but love in vain." Xing Wuyun couldn't see through his thoughts, but some things were still clear to him; he had never been a boring person.

  Xing Wuyun saw him silently enter the house, not speaking again, and then yawned, immediately returning to his own room, lying on the bed, with Feng Ao Tian's figure flashing in his mind. This person, he was getting more and more interested.

  Lan Yun returned to the camp and saw Feng Ao Tian and Mu Han Yao leaning against each other. His eyes flashed with a hint of calmness, and he lowered his head, "Your Highness, everything is done."

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Organize all the case files from these days in two Huai, as well as that list."

  "Yes." Lan Jing Shu replied, and immediately walked over to the desk to start tidying up.

  Feng Ao Tian didn't speak again, these days of rushing around had made her a bit tired.

  Inside the Regent's Palace, Mu Hanjin stood tall and upright on the stone bridge, his eyes slightly closed as he blew on a jade flute. He was aware of all the situations regarding Feng Ao Tian in that place. Ye Xianhui's departure was within his expectations, and he also knew his identity. But why did he feel uneasy? It seemed like there were still some things he hadn't anticipated.

  Leng Qianye was practicing his swordplay, listening to the disorder in his flute's sound. Immediately, he put away his sword and turned around, landing in front of him, "What are you worried about?"

  "I don't know, but I feel like something is going to happen." Mu Hanjin had always been intuitive and sensitive, "The prince will be back within the next two days."

  "What can you do even if you come back?" Cold Qianye sneered, suddenly remembering what she said before she left, why did she want to imprison him in the Wangfu for two years?

  Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Leng big brother, actually, Wang Ye also has her own pain, one day you will know the reason why she is like this."

  Perhaps he didn't know before, but after these days of getting along and the past that his clansmen went to investigate, he vaguely guessed the reason, everything was because of a "love" word.

  Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Cold Qianye raised her eyes, looking at him, and finally sighed, "What's the point of this? Enduring such suffering?"

  "It's also not a bad thing to be able to feel such pain." Mu Hanjin took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, covering his heart with one hand as he walked forward slowly.

  Qian Ye stepped forward, supporting him, "You... what's so good about her..."

  "I actually hope you never see her good side." Mu Hanjin said with a shallow smile, "That day when I went to the command post, I spoke harsh words to Xuan Shu."

  "What did you say?" asked Kiriyanagi in a low voice as she looked at him.

  "I told him, he must never have designs on Wang Ye, otherwise I will kill him." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and said lightly. He didn't know why he had such a strong reaction. He couldn't bear the thought of anyone else by her side except for him. He was truly too selfish.

  Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed for a moment, "You really said so?"

  "Hmm." Mu Hanjin nodded.

  Leng Qianye's face sank even further, "You really are beyond salvation."

  "Haha......" Mu Hanjin said with a delighted smile, "I really miss her now."

  Leng Qianye sighed helplessly, and suddenly a scene flashed in her mind where she had cut her wrist to save him, even feeding him. She raised her eyes, and for an instant, her face showed an unnatural expression.

  Mu Hanjin saw the abnormality of Leng Qianye, and a faint smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. Perhaps he was too selfish. If he left, there should be someone to accompany her, shouldn't there?

  Feng Ao Tian leaned against Mu Han Yao's chest, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart. She took out the brocade pouch from her bosom, which was shining with a soft light, and let out a faint sigh.

  Mo Han's eyes drooped slightly as he looked at her, "Why did the king sigh?"

  "It's not for your careless brother." Feng Ao Tian said helplessly, "I reckon he vomited blood again today."

  "Has he ever had a habit of spitting blood?" Mu Han Yao listened, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed.

  Feng Ao Tian was also thinking about when he would spit blood. Forget it, I'll return to the capital in two days and make him take a good look at that time.

  Mu Han looked up at Feng Ao Tian from afar, and suddenly thought of Mu Han Jin. Everything had happened too quickly, leaving him always caught off guard. But why was it that now, she was leaning against his chest, yet his heart was so calm?

  Mu Hanjin was supported by Leng Qianye as he stepped into the house, and just as he sat down, he heard the response from his clansmen. A cold glint flashed across his eyes as he raised them to look at Leng Qianye.

  "What's wrong?" Leng Qianye looked at him with a cold expression and couldn't help but ask.

  "Something's happened." Mu Hanjin suddenly stood up, but felt dizzy and stumbled back down.

  Leng Qianye supported him, "Can you walk now?"

  "No, I have to go to the palace." Mu Hanjin said, and then got up and walked forward.

  "I'll go with you." Leng Qianye finally couldn't bear it, supported him and walked out of the house, then tiptoed lightly, leaving the Regent's Palace.

  "Boss, where are those two going? Should we follow them?" the Dark Guard asked in a low voice to the soul beside him.

  Soul watched Mu Hanjin's hurried figure leave, and a hint of icy coldness flashed in his eyes. "Mm, follow him, let's see what happens."

  "Yes." The dark guard nodded and followed closely behind.

  Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye flew to the entrance of the East Palace, where they were blocked by the Imperial Guard. "This is a sacred place in the imperial palace, who dares to be so bold!"

  Mu Hanjin handed over the token, and the guard immediately recognized who it was. "Oh, it's Mu Yu Shi. However, it's already deep into the night. Without an imperial edict, I dare not let you enter."

  "It's a matter of urgency, I have the imperial edict issued by the Regent himself, if it's delayed and becomes a big deal, can you afford to take the blame?" Mu Hanjin said in a deep voice, unlike his usual gentle tone.

  The Imperial Guard looked at Mu Hanjin's cold gaze and hastily bowed his head, then turned sideways, "Mu Yu Shi please!"

  Leng Qianye supported Mu Hanjin and immediately entered the imperial palace, "Where are we going?"

  "Go to the Emperor's bedroom." Mu Hanjin said, and Leng Qianye immediately took him flying towards the Emperor's bedroom.

  He flashed behind the dark guard, and as soon as he saw the two enter the imperial bedroom, he fell back, and when he saw the situation inside the palace, he was shocked, and immediately rushed back to report.

  In less than a moment, he rushed back to the Regent Prince's mansion and told the news to Hun. Hun hastily ordered someone to quickly pass on the message to the Regent Prince, "Hoping that the master will return to Beijing early, it seems that this is a major change."

  Feng Ao Tian was having dinner with Mu Han Yao and Lan Jing Shu at this moment. In the past, Ye Mei Xi would always be by her side, but now it was so quiet that she felt a bit bored, so she lowered her head and ate quietly.

  Lan Yun saw that Feng Ao Tian was lacking in interest, and naturally knew it was because of Ye Wei Xi's absence, so she didn't say much either.

  Mu Han Yao looked at her like that, and for some reason, he felt a little displeased. He picked up his chopsticks, took some food, and put it in her bowl. Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, looking at him, and was suddenly surprised. It's really rare to see this! The iceberg wooden head also has times when he's being considerate, and will even take food for her. Immediately after, she also took some food and put it in his bowl, and also gave some to Lan Jun Shu. Looking at the two of them, she rarely showed a faint smile, "Eat."

  At this moment, Bai's voice suddenly rang out, "Master, the Emperor's life is in danger!"

  Digression

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  Fake forbidden revenge text, male and female leads are clean and dedicated one-on-one.

  In her past life, she was born and died for him to build a business empire, hoping he would become the president of the empire and grant her lifelong honor. Who would have thought that he would hold her best friend in his arms, abandon her to subordinates to be humiliated and raped in turns, and finally feed her corpse to fish!

  In this life, she is the spoiled daughter of a mayor. She has come for revenge. Those evil people who put her to death in her previous life will see how she makes them one by one... live worse than die!

  The evil person from her past life may have escaped the law, but she can't escape her eyes filled with hatred and her hands holding a sharp blade.

  She thought she would spend this life in revenge and never be redeemed, but unexpectedly met him.

  She said I'm ruthless.

  He said, his poison is my honey.

  She said I'm a bad guy.

  He said, leave the bad for others, and leave the good for me.

  She said, that is it.

  He said, bad people aren't afraid of anything, what's there to be afraid of?