Grandpa is too violent She's too domineering (Part 2)

  Xing Wuyun didn't open his eyes, but instead flipped over, pinning Feng Ao Tian under him. He then rested his head on her chest and rubbed against it comfortably twice before falling into a deep sleep.

  Feng Ao Tian glanced sideways, looking at Xing Wu Yun lying on top of her. Seeing that his eyebrows were relaxed and a faint smile still lingered on the corners of his mouth, she was suddenly speechless. Did he think he was a human cushion or something?

  She pushed him away, trying to get him off her body, but he held on tight, his legs wrapped around hers, and she couldn't shake him off no matter what.

  Feng Ao Tian felt a little helpless for the first time, being pressed down by someone like this was a first for her. She shot out a cold light from her eyes, then raised her eyelids and stared blankly at the sky, listening to his even breathing, she also slowly closed her eyes.

  After Mu Hanjin finished bathing, he walked out of the inner hall and looked at the two people on the soft couch. He then glanced at Xing Wuyun's movements and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He found it strange that he didn't feel any heartache when thinking about Xing Wuyun or Lan Junshu being close to Wang Ye, but whenever he thought of that one person, he felt different. As soon as this thought occurred to him, he turned around and walked out of the palace, looking up at the moon in the night sky. He then returned to the palace, covered Feng Ao Tian and Xing Wuyun with a quilt, and slowly entered the inner hall. He lay down on the bed, gazing at Feng Yimiao who was sleeping peacefully. He actually hoped that he could be like this forever, at least being able to stay by her side every day and being remembered by her.

  At the fourth watch, Mu Hanjin got up and after washing and dressing properly, he walked out of the inner hall.

  Feng Ao Tian had just woken up and was looking at Xing Wu Yun who was lying on top of her, still sleeping soundly. Her eyes darkened as she exerted some force to flip over, pinning him underneath her. Then, she reached out and twisted his ears.

  Xing Wuyun was painfully awakened, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Ao Tian's fiercely scowling eyes. He asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what's wrong with me again?"

  "What about you?" Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, "Did you sleep well on top of me last night?"

  Xing Wuyun lowered his head, looking at the posture in front of him, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have dreamed of such a situation last night. He thought it was just a dream, but unexpectedly it was real. He hurriedly got up from the soft couch and smiled, saying, "Your Highness, I must be muddle-headed."

  "Hmph." Feng Ao Tian rubbed his sore arm, "You've done a lot of things to me, hiding on the rooftop, peeking at me while I'm bathing, getting drunk, daring to force a kiss on me, catching a cold, and even using me as a human cushion. You'd better tell me, what else will you dare to do to me next time?"

  Xing Wuyun hastily retreated, how did he know what was going on with himself? It's just that leaning in her arms and sleeping felt very comfortable, seeing her lips made him want to kiss her once, as for the bathing, it was purely accidental.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him thoughtfully and ignored him, turning around and walking into the inner hall.

  Xing Wuyun grasped his hair in distress, then lifted his head and looked at Mu Hanjin, indicating that he was very helpless and innocent. "I don't know either, why this is."

  Mo Hanjin smiled faintly and remained silent. He didn't want to spell it out, nor did he want to say more. Many things are better left unsaid by others, but rather felt deeply by oneself.

  "Haven't you gone to wash up yet? Aren't you on duty today?" Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looking at him, and said softly.

  Xing Wuyun thought about the exhausting work he did in the imperial palace yesterday, and today he had to continue. He hadn't drunk any wine for several days, and suddenly felt that life was unbearable.

  Mu Hanjin looked at him with a lack of interest in the imperial palace, and smiled shallowly. "I heard that there is a jar of 300-year-old fine wine in Wine Public's place. You are his apprentice. If you learn well in the future, perhaps Wine Public will pass this jar of wine to you."

  "Really?" Xing Wuyun listened, and his previously lazy appearance suddenly became radiant. Without saying another word, he stepped into the inner hall. When he saw Feng Ao Tian staring at him coldly, he hastily put on a smiling face. "Your Highness, I know I was wrong."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at him with this expression, let out a cold snort, then turned around and walked out of the inner hall, looking at Mu Han Jin, "Prepare breakfast."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, and immediately sat down, saying, "Your Highness, the new emperor of Leqigu Country has ascended to the throne. Are you really not going?"

  "Our country is on the verge of collapse, and you still have the mind to attend the coronation of another country's emperor? Don't go." Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes, looking at Mu Han Jin, "Isn't it just the coronation of one of the three major powers' emperors? What's there to see? Besides, he wouldn't even bother with our tiny territory, and wouldn't put us in his heart. One less is no big deal."

  "Should we send a congratulatory gift?" Mu Hanjin thought it was still better not to confront the powerful country head-on for now.

  "No need to send, we're so poor that we can't even afford to open a pot, what do we have to give him? Besides, he's from a big country, how could he look down on our small country's things?" Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and patted Mu Han Jin's forehead, "If you mention this again, you go yourself."

  Mo Hanjin looked at her and thought that since she was so insistent, she must have had her own plans, so he didn't say much either.

  Lan Yun rushed over and walked straight into the bedroom, "Your Highness."

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and glanced at Lan Jing Shu, "Sit down and have a meal."

  "Yes." Lan Jingxue replied, and then sat down.

  Xing Wuyun walked out calmly and sat down beside Feng Ao Tian, continuing to eat his breakfast. He looked at Feng Ao Tian and said, "Your Highness, I heard that Leiqi Country is also a place where beautiful men are abundant. Why don't you go take a look?"

  "If you say one more word, I'll send you to the Furan Pavilion to entertain guests." Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and shot out a cold light.

  Xing Wuyun hastily lowered his head and focused on eating his breakfast, not daring to say much.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun's expression and exchanged a smile with Lan Yunshu.

  Xing Wuyun looked at the two of them with a mixture of joy and misfortune, gritted his teeth, then stood up, "I'll take my leave first."

  "Get out." Feng Ao Tian growled in discontent.

  Xing Wuyun hastily retreated from the palace, raised his eyes and looked at today's weather which was not bad. He completely didn't take Feng Ao Tian's roar just now as a big deal. His mind was filled with thoughts of the three-hundred-year-old fine wine in Wine Public's place.

  Feng Ao Tian finished his early meal and looked at the two people in front of him with a raised eyebrow, "Let's go."

  "Yes." The two replied in unison and then the three of them continued on as usual, sitting in the imperial sedan chair, heading towards the Imperial Palace.

  Today's morning news, the major event is that Fengguo's economy collapsed overnight, with 70% of wine shops and stores closed, and the whole country plunged into chaos.

  Feng Ao Tian still looked at them calmly, "Do your own thing." Meaning, mind your own business.

  All the ministers dared not say more, they could only listen silently.

  After early morning, Feng Ao Tian left the imperial palace on his own, and Lan Yun Shu and Mu Han Jin also went to the Supervisory Institute.

  Xing Wuyun arrived at the side house very early, and was unusually diligent. Wine Gong looked at him with such an appearance, but only said coldly, "Sweep the floor."

  "Yes." Xing Wuyun had been washing pots for the past two days. Today, he thought there would be other tasks, but unexpectedly, it was still washing pots.

  He turned around, lowered his head, picked up the basin, and started brushing.

  Inside the empress dowager's bedroom, Feng Ao Yun sat on the main seat with a tea cup in her hand, looking as if she was deep in thought.

  "Your Majesty, the southwest has fallen into complete chaos." Xing Zhiyan reported from beside him.

  "Hmm." Feng Ao Yun nodded, then looked at Xing Zhiyan, "Now, 70% of the business in Feng Guo has stagnated, and there are intentions to riot all over the country. You can order the people in the cabinet to take action now."

  "Yes." Xing Zhiyan replied, and then retreated out immediately.

  Feng Ao Tian returned to the Regent's Palace and received news that all of Huang Wei Zhi Mo's industries had been seized.

  The corners of her mouth curled up in a cold smile, "How much have you snatched now?"

  "Across the country, about 20% of industries should have returned." Hunsen replied.

  "Well, then all the industries that have been taken back can be opened up and rented out." Feng Ao Tian continued.

  "Yes." The soul replied immediately.

  Inside the wine house, Wei Zuo Mo stood with his hands behind his back, listening to the shopkeeper's report. "Your Highness, now two-tenths of the property has been taken over by the Regent King."

  "What about the other 50%?" Wei Zimo said calmly, without any emotion.

  "It's still in hand." The shopkeeper replied calmly.

  "If these five cities can't be defended, then let them not return alive either." Wei Zimo gazed at the rooftop of the opposite Furan Pavilion, a hint of darkness flashing through his beautiful and unparalleled eyes.

  "Yes." The shopkeeper hastily replied and immediately retreated.

  In less than a moment, someone came forward and reported, "Your Highness, the Emperor has an order for you to return and attend the coronation ceremony of the new emperor of Leiqi Country."

  Wei Zimo turned his gaze, looking at the dark guard who had just transmitted the message behind him, and then looked into the distance, "When?"

  "The eighth of next month." An Wei replied immediately.

  "Alright, I understand." Wei Ziyu replied slowly.

  On this day, the entire capital was arranged by Feng Ao Tian in advance. Although all industries under Wei Zi Mo's name were closed, it did not affect the normal business activities of the capital at all. Except for the capital and two Huai, other places have fallen into a dead gray.

  After noon, Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan Shu returned to the Regent Prince's Mansion from the Supervisory Institute. Feng Ao Tian was practicing sword in the institute, with flying sword flowers, it was a free and easy style, compared to Xing Wu Yun's flamboyance, not at all inferior.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Ao Tian, then picked up the long sword beside him and flew up. The two of them began to compare their swordsmanship in mid-air. Lan Junshu watched the shadows of the two men, then entered the palace, went into the study, and started reviewing memorials.

  Feng Ao Tian and Mu Han Jin both turned around and descended, also drenched in sweat. She took out the handkerchief from her hand, he pulled out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and they mutually wiped away each other's sweat beads on their faces.

  "Your Highness, at present, the entire economy of Feng Guo has come to a standstill, and the people in Niehuan Pavilion are also starting to get restless. If this continues, I'm afraid the whole country will fall into chaos." Mu Hanjin sheathed his sword and looked at her.

  Feng Ao Tian lightly swung his arm, putting the sword in his hand into the scabbard on one side, and then led him to enter the palace, walked into the study, and saw Lan Jing Shu concentrating on reviewing the memorial.

  "She smiled faintly and said, 'What's the big deal? It's just a bit more intense. I've seen worse.'"

  Mo Hanjin looked at her with a calm and composed expression, naturally knowing that she had made up her mind. However, looking at the current situation in the imperial court, people's hearts were turbulent, and if this continued, even if the turbulence subsided, the entire Feng Guo's economy would still be plunged into stagnation.

  "Prince Wang, how confident are you about Wei Zemu's assets in Feng Guo?" Mu Hanjin asked while sitting on the soft couch with Feng Ao Tian.

  "Father will be back in five days, that's all." Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at Mu Han Jin, "In that case, Father will have half of it, the remaining half depends on whether he is willing to give it to me or not."

  "What does the king mean?" Mu Hanjin seemed to understand something?

  "He grasped the industry, naturally having his uses, half of Feng Guo was in his hands, so the country's economy wouldn't be in disarray. Moreover, these industries were also connected to other countries, if that's the case, it couldn't be done without him." Feng Ao Tian picked up the imperial brush and took over the memorial from Lan Jing, reviewing it.

  "But Wei Zimo is not an easy person to deal with." Mu Hanjin couldn't help but feel a little worried about this.

  "You say, with Le Qiguo's new emperor ascending to the throne, will Wei Zimo go?" Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

  Mu Han's eyes flashed with a soft light as she looked at Feng Ao Tian, "Your Highness wants to take advantage of his departure to completely retrieve the industries in his hands?"

  "No." Feng Ao shook his head. "Grandfather said, give him 50% and that's it, but we need to use other methods to get some benefits from him."

  "The prince has made up his mind." Mu Hanjin said with a faint smile, looking at the calculation in her eyes.

  "It's natural." Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and smiled, then handed the memorial in his hand to him, "Hurry up and approve these."

  "Yes." Mu Hanjin also responded in a warm voice, then lowered his head and looked at the memorial in his hand.

  Lan Yun didn't lift his head from start to finish, but instead focused on doing his own thing, because even if he had the heart to care, he was powerless to do anything about it, so it's better to just focus on his own affairs.

  Feng Ao Tian was quite satisfied with Lan Yun Shu's performance. Wherever he went, his superiors liked subordinates who spoke little and did more, even now the emperor also liked officials who knew how to adapt to the situation.

  She raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingyu, took the memorial from his hand and began to review it.

  For a moment, the three of them had nothing to say, and the study fell silent once again.

  At this time, Mu Han Yao had already led his troops to hurry towards the southwest. However, they encountered an obstruction on the road ahead. Due to the continuous rain in the area over the past few days, a landslide occurred, blocking their path. They could only set up camp and temporarily stop moving forward.

  Li Su looked at the situation in front of him and had already sent someone to scout ahead, but they had not yet returned. At this moment, a woman burst into the military camp.

  The soldier brought that woman over. Mu Han looked at her carefully and was taken aback for a moment before asking, "You are... Pei Han?"

  "It's me, Han Yang Gege." The woman in front of him had dirt stuck to her face and clothes, her hair disheveled, wearing men's attire, clearly having traveled through the wind and dust, rushing overnight.

  "Mu Han was taken aback, 'How did you end up here? And why are you dressed like that?'"

  "I heard that Brother Han Yao came to the Southwest, I was worried about you, so I rushed over." Leng Pei Han rubbed his nose and stared at Mu Han Yao foolishly.

  Mu Han Yao looked at Leng Pei Han's appearance, his eyes turned cold and sank, "What nonsense, I'm going to war, you're a woman, what are you doing here?"

  "Han Yang brother, I... it's been many years since we last met... I heard about the southwest riot and thought you would definitely go, so I rushed over. Didn't expect to really run into you." Leng Pei Han said while wiping away tears, looking at him.

  A hint of melancholy flashed across Mo Han's eyes, and then he stepped forward, stroking her hair as if he were an elder brother looking at his own sister. "Take Miss Leng down to wash up, and later send her back to General Leng."

  "Yes." The soldier behind him was also stunned for a moment before taking orders.

  Leng Pei Han hastily stepped forward, pulling Mu Han Yao's armor, "Han Yao brother, I'm not leaving. I came all the way here with great difficulty, and it wasn't just to turn back like this."

  "What are you going to do?" Mu Han Yao looked at Leng Tian Huan, "This is not a place for women to stay."

  "I'll go with you to the southwest and fight," said Leng Pei Han, taking down the long sword he had been carrying on his back. "I can also do martial arts."

  Mochan Yao looked at her with an even darker expression, "Qianye, you're my only sister, how can I let you follow me into danger? You should go back."

  "I won't." Leng Pei Han shook her head. She didn't want to, now was her last chance, she had finally seen him, how could she possibly leave easily.

  "Listen." Mu Han's face turned cold as he looked at her, "If you don't listen, I'll have someone tie you up and take you back."

  "No." Leng Pei Han shook her head, then took out the sword in her hand and placed it on her own neck, "If you don't let me follow you, I'll be right in front of you."

  Li Su stood aside, somewhat bewildered, looking at the woman in front of him, "Are you General Leng's sister?"

  "It's exactly." Leng Pei Han raised her head stubbornly, looking at Mu Han Yao fearlessly.

  Mo Han let out a long sigh, "You Leng family are all the same in temperament."

  "Did Brother Han promise to let me stay?" asked Leng Pei with a flash of brightness in her eyes, smiling.

  "Still not going to wash up?" Mu Han said in a low voice, which was tantamount to agreeing.

  "Good." Leng Pei Han smiled and replied, then put away his sword, turned around, and rushed out of the camp.

  "General, this marching and fighting with a woman is not suitable, is it?" Li Su reminded him on the side.

  "Her temper is no less than Leng Qianye's, if you don't let her follow, what if someone really gets killed, how can I explain to Qianye?" Mu Han Yao looked at Leng Teng Huan, and again thought of what Feng Ao Tian had said to him last time in Lianghuai, his eyes darkened.

  Leng Pei Han followed the soldiers out of the camp, then washed the dirt off her face and changed into a clean set of men's clothes before walking back in.

  Looking at Mu Han Yao in front of him, he hastily stepped forward and came to his side. "Brother Han Yao, do you know? The entire economy of Feng Guo is now in danger."

  "What happened?" Mu Han Yao asked immediately.

  "When I came, I heard the people say that all industries with the word 'Wei' logo were closed overnight, and they occupied 70% of the industries in Fengguo." Leng Tenghan said on the side, her bright eyes rolling around, she was delighted to see Mu Han again.

  Mù Hán Yáo thought to herself, if that's the case, then what she's facing isn't just the turmoil in the southwest, but the upheaval of the entire Feng Nation. So, how should she respond?

  Leng Pei Han looked at Mu Han Yao who was lost in thought, then softly called out, "Gege Han Yao..."

  "Mu Han looked at Leng Pei Han from afar, 'You've been following me all these days, don't leave my side, I want to hand you over to Leng Qian Ye in one piece.'"

  "Uh-huh." Leng Pei Han was delighted, looking at Mu Han Yao, bowing his head and studying the terrain map. "Brother Han Yao, when I came here, I asked the local villagers about the roads in this area. Although this section has collapsed, we can take a water route. There's a river over there. If we can cross it, we'll be able to reach the southwest within three days."

  Mo Han's eyes lit up as he gazed at Leng Pei Han, "Each of the children in your family is a think tank."

  Leng Pei Han's face lit up with a bright smile as she looked at Mu Han Yao, "Since I was young, I've been following my brother to read military books. Every time Father came back, he would tell us about the battles and wars he fought. Over the years, I've been watching these things in the manor."

  Mo Han raised his eyes and looked at Li Su, "You stay here and guard this place, I'll go take a look."

  "General, let me go." Li Su looked at Mu Han Yao and said.

  "It doesn't matter, I'll confirm it myself." Mu Han looked at Li Su and then walked out.

  "Han Yang Gege, I'll go with you." said Leng Pei Han, and then hastily followed him out.

  Li Su gazed at Mu Han Yao and Leng Pei Han's figures, a smile spreading across his rugged face.

  Half a time later, Mu Han Yao hurried back and looked at Li Suo, "Go find a boat, from here all the way downstream, you can go straight to the southwest, in this way, you can arrive at the southwest earlier."

  "Yes." Li Su hastily replied and immediately walked out.

  But then a black shadow fell, and a man knelt on one knee before Mu Han Yao, "General Mu, the king has ordered that 200 large ships have been prepared, each capable of holding 500 people."

  "This is great." Mu Han's eyes lit up with joy, as he was currently worried about how to cross the river. Unexpectedly, she had already anticipated this and a flash of soft light that he had never noticed before flickered in his heart. He looked at the black-clothed person in front of him and said, "I'll follow you then."

  "Yes." The man in black replied and immediately retreated.

  Leng Pei Han looked at Mu Han Yao, and for the first time, she saw a joyful expression in his eyes. This kind of happiness was unlike anything she had ever seen before. She couldn't help but feel a little worried - could it be that Big Brother Han Yao really had feelings for the Regent King? As soon as this thought occurred to her, she hastily shook her head. It's impossible, how could Big Brother Han Yao like a man?

  Mu Han followed the black-clad man forward and saw two hundred large ships, which looked very sturdy. The black-clad man said on one side, "This was prepared by the prince early in the morning, originally for other purposes, but now it's just right to use."

  "Good." Mu Han nodded and turned around, looking at Li Su, "Pass the order down, tidy up the troops, board the ships."

  "Yes." Li Su looked at the magnificent ship in front of him, also excited, thinking that this regent king was indeed prescient, and wondered how he hadn't seen her remarkable ability before.

  The man in black immediately handed a large gourd to Mu Han Yao, "General, the king said that your soldiers should be taking a boat for the first time and must not be used to it. This is a medicine to overcome seasickness and physical discomfort. Let them take it before boarding the ship."

  Mu Han's gaze swept past, and a flash of light flickered in his eyes. He didn't even notice that he was in such a predicament. In military battles, the most feared situation is to encounter such a dilemma. Now, however, everything was ready, and he couldn't help but feel delighted. This way, casualties could be minimized.

  The man in black handed a token to Mu Han Yao, "General, this is for you to go to the southwest, as long as you show this token, there will be someone to meet with you."

  "Good." Murong Yan replied remotely, taking over the token and placing it at his waist, stretching out his hand to unconsciously caress the jade pendant in his bosom.

  The man in black flew away, and Mu Han also set sail with his troops, crossing the river in a majestic manner.

  Leng Pei Han stood by, looking at Mu Han Yao's expression, couldn't help but feel a little sad, however, she stubbornly wanted to regain something.

  Feng Ao Tian finished reading the memorial and stepped out of the study, turning to look at Lan Jing Shu and Mu Han Jin with a faint smile. "You two accompany me for a stroll."

  "Yes." The two replied, and immediately changed into casual clothes. The three of them walked out, strolling along the streets of the capital city. Feng Ao Tian gazed at the scenery before him, a faint smile playing on his lips.

  Due to the emergence of Minyi Silver Number, people inside and outside the capital also came to borrow silver and grain, so the people were still at peace, even if Wei Ziyu's industries were closed, it did not affect the normal life of the people in the capital.

  While Feng Ao Tian also found another street, which specializes in providing some small businesses or street vendors, this place, compared to the bustling streets, has a few more rustic flavors, and it looks very comfortable.

  Lan Yun walked through the streets of the capital, looking at the scene in front of him. Although it couldn't be called prosperous, it was also tranquil. He couldn't help but sigh and say to himself, "The person beside me can turn around the situation in the capital with just one month's time. If I give her another year or even two years' time, will she be able to restore the entire Fengguo's economy to what it was two years ago?"

  Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Ao Tian and smiled, "Your Highness, if the scenery in all parts of Feng Guo is like this, it would be great."

  "Your wish is too small." Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze, looking at him, "Have you ever been to Yulu Country, Xuemo Country or Yueqi Country?"

  "We've all been there." Mu Hanjin replied in a warm voice.

  "What about you?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Jun Shu and asked.

  "They all went too." Lan Yun Shu also nodded in agreement, who had been young and reckless before. The few of them, although they hadn't traveled to every country, had gone to experience the customs and people of a big nation.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, recalling that she had also been there. "Hmph, in the future, Feng Guo's appearance will be no less than these three countries, and may even be better."

  Lan Yun's book was first stunned, then looked at Feng Ao Tian, suddenly had a feeling, believing that she could do it.

  Mo Hanjin naturally believed that, in these days and nights spent together with her, what she showed was something that no one could match. He believed that after a few years, this continent would present a different landscape again.

  Feng Ao Tian swayed the folding fan in his hand as the three of them walked on the street, appreciating this rare quiet night.

  Xing Wuyun dragged his tired body out of the side courtyard, walking slowly forward, but saw a figure sneaking past in front of him. He curiously followed and saw the figure sneak into the empress dowager's bedroom.

  His eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he flew up quietly to follow closely behind. Then, he saw the figure in front of him holding a bottle of medicinal powder, and as soon as Xing Ziyuan walked out, he hastily scattered it.

  Xing Zhiyan was suddenly sprinkled with a head of white powder, she raised her eyes, but couldn't see anyone, just about to speak, but felt an unbearable itch on her face, and then made a loud sneeze, soon after, many flies came flying towards her.

  She was so frightened that she hastily retreated backward, but because her skirt was too long, she tripped and fell to the ground, and then her face was covered with flies, without even having a chance to cry out.

  Guo Hui saw the situation and hastily ordered someone to shoo away the fly, but the fly only came in greater numbers. Xing Ziyuan rolled around on the ground, then rolled into a nearby pond.

  The palace maids and eunuchs were in a flurry, Guo Hui hastily ordered someone to jump into the pond and pull Xing Ziyuan out of the water. Her face was already swollen and red all over, completely losing her former appearance. Due to choking on water, both eyes turned black, and she fainted.

  That figure had already flown away, Xing Wu Yun followed beside him and saw that he flashed into the not far away palace. He raised his eyes, looking at the palace in front of him, a shallow smile hooked on the corner of his mouth, "Qian Ning Gong Zhu."

  Feng Ao Yun listened to the commotion outside, then walked out and saw Xing Zhiyan drenched from head to toe, her hair disheveled and seaweed stuck to it. Her face was swollen like a pig's head. His eyes darkened as he spoke in a low voice, "What happened?"

  "Your Majesty, just now... I don't know why, but suddenly white powder fell from the sky and landed directly on Empress Dowager's head. Then a lot of flies flew over, and Empress Dowager rolled into the pond." Guo Hui hastily replied.

  Feng Ao Yun's eyes sank even deeper, "Still don't hurry up and investigate, it must be someone who did it on purpose."

  "Yes." Guo Hui hastily ordered someone to go and investigate, and immediately, Xing Yanyan was carried into the inner palace.

  Xing Wuyun left the imperial palace and went to a wine house first. Wei Zimo was sitting upright behind a beaded curtain, holding a book and looking at it. He raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why didn't you return to the Regent's Palace?"

  "Did you really go against her?" Xing Wuyun leaned sideways, looking at the person inside the bead curtain.

  "Uh-huh." Wei Zimo nodded, "She's too reckless."

  "Indeed." Xing Wuyun nodded in agreement, "And it's also very overbearing."

  "You seem to understand her very well now." Wei Zuo Mo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wu Yun, "But don't play with fire."

  "What about you?" Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, "How long are you planning to play with her?"

  "I never joke about business." Wei Zimo said very seriously.

  Xing Wuyun lifted the bead curtain and gazed at the dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows. "When are you leaving?"

  "The grand ceremony of the new emperor's ascension won't begin until the eighth day of next month, no rush. Now, this place is even more interesting." Wei Zimo said slowly, "She can take over all my industries in Lianghuai within a day, and has already taken over 20% of them, think about it, how much more can she take from me?"

  "You're really willing to let go." Xing Wuyun curled his lip, unwilling to make such boring guesses. Anyway, these industries had nothing to do with him.

  "It's pointless to be reluctant, she had already started taking action before negotiating with me. Apparently, she was just giving me a heads up. Why not go along with her wishes? I'd like to see how capable she is." Wei Zimo put down the book in his hand and walked out, looking up at the Furan Pavilion across from him, "The business of your Furan Pavilion is doing extremely well these days."

  "Uh-huh." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Yes, have you gone in to take a look?"

  "If I were to go in, that place would be a pile of dead people." Wei Zimo said calmly, "Her hand has already reached the three major countries and the other eleven small countries."

  "Your message is quite insightful." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "How's that? Interested?"

  "I'm only interested in silver." Wei Zimo turned around, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of cleverness. "Where did you sleep tonight?"

  "Return to the Wang Fu." Xing Wu Yun replied without hesitation.

  "Aren't you going back to Xingfu to take a look?" Wei Zimo said with rare concern.

  "If I didn't go, that old man would see me and who knows, he might faint again. Besides, today I discovered something interesting." Xing Wuyun thought of the situation just now and suddenly became overjoyed.

  "What you see is not a good thing." Wei Zimo raised his hand, and the cup inside the bead curtain fell into his hand. He lowered his head to look at it, saw a small speck of dust floating on top, and then crushed the cup into powder. "Replace it with a new one."

  "Yes." The shopkeeper who was waiting outside hastily replied.

  "When will you get rid of this bad habit?" Xing Wuyun felt that such people were really speechless.

  "What's that smell on you? Get away from me." Wei Zuo said, and with a flick of his sleeve, he sent Xing Wuyun flying.

  Xing Wuyun hastily retreated several steps back, looked at him with that expression, turned around and flew out of the wine building.

  Wei Zimo watched him leave, then slowly walked out and said, "Have this place cleaned again."

  "Yes." The shopkeeper replied, watching the departing figure, and hastily ordered someone to go in and clean up.

  Feng Ao Tian returned to the Wang Fu and received news from the palace. Just as he was speaking, he saw Xing Wu Yun swagger into the bedroom, sit down, pick up the cup that Feng Ao Tian had drunk from, take a sip, and say, "Hmph, I really don't know how that guy got so many weird habits."

  "Driven out by Wei Zemu?" Feng Ao Tian looked at him and smiled lightly.

  "He couldn't stand the smell on me and beat it out of me." Xing Wuyun said bluntly, turning to look at Feng Ao Tian, as if seeking a solution, "Your Highness, do you want to see what he looks like with his veil removed?"

  "Have you seen?" Feng Ao Tian tilted his head, and the two began whispering to each other.

  "No, except for me who can stand three steps away from him, others are not allowed to approach him within ten steps." Xing Wuyun replied with a hint of pride.

  "Has he been wearing this veil since childhood?" Feng Ao Tian thought that only women wore veils, what was a big man doing wearing a veil?

  "Since I've known him, he's always worn a veil. He said it was because when he was born, the midwife who delivered him took one look at his face and fainted from shock." Xing Wuyun began to say slowly.

  "Just born, still a wrinkled little kid, what can you see?" Feng Ao Tian thought this was absolutely a rumor, and rumors are not credible.

  Xing Wuyun looked at her, "I don't know, but everyone who saw his face under the veil died. I'm very curious, unfortunately, that guy is too reclusive and loves cleanliness."

  "Do you want me to lift his veil?" Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at Xing Wu Yun, understanding his plan.

  "Right, anyway, Your Highness, there's nothing in this world that you don't dare to do." Xing Wuyun said again.

  "What's the benefit of removing the veil?" Feng Ao Tian never did anything that wasn't profitable, let alone with Wei Zi Mo who was a tough nut to crack. She didn't want to waste her energy on this now.

  "It's said that if anyone can remove his veil and isn't killed by him, they'll get half of his property." Xing Wuyun began to stir up again.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at Xing Wu Yun, "How come I've never heard of such a rumor?"

  "That's because everyone who knew is dead." Xing Wuyun laughed loudly.

  "How come you're not dead?" Feng Ao Tian reached out and pulled his collar, as if he had suddenly gained interest, "Is this true?"

  "It's only natural." Xing Wuyun nodded in agreement, "Your Highness, I understand, but since he hasn't gone to pick it, it's still alive. It's because of this rumor that he would hide in Feng Guo; otherwise, as the third prince of Yu Luo Guo, why wouldn't he stay in the palace and instead run to this small country?"

  "You're looking down on Grandfather's territory?" Feng Ao Tian continued to move closer to him, his eyes flashing with a hint of cruelty.

  "It's indeed small." Xing Wuyun replied very honestly.

  "He thought that by running to Feng Guo, no one would dare to come after him?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Xing Wu Yun, naturally acknowledging that her current Feng Guo was small, but in the future, it would definitely grow stronger. At that time, she would let this stinky brat see how powerful Feng Ao Tian was.

  "Because of this, who doesn't know the ferocity of Feng Guo's Regent King? No one dares to provoke him. Those men who can enter Feng Guo are all gone for good." Xing Wu Yun said leisurely.

  Feng Ao Tian sidled a glance at him and asked, "When did he leave?"

  "Prince Wang, when are you leaving?" Xing Wuyun hastily moved closer again, her peach blossom eyes narrowing into slits.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Xing Wu Yun and said, "I won't tell you."

  Xing Wuyun's face was filled with disappointment. He had originally wanted to find someone fearless and bold enough to go and remove Wei Zimo's veil, and he would have gone to take a look himself, but unfortunately, now that someone has dared to do it, unfortunately, he can't see it.

  Mu Hanjin and Lan Xuan stood by, listening to the conversation between the two, looking at each other in dismay, thinking that Wei Ziyu's abilities were not to be underestimated, if the prince really did remove his veil, it was likely that he would thoroughly fall out with him.

  "Prince Wang, are you really going?" Mu Hanjin stepped forward, looking at her.

  "Don't you want me to go?" Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand, pulling Mu Han Jin into his arms, leaning against his chest, "After all, he's just a man."

  Mo Hanjin looked at her and smiled lightly, "Yes, what if she's an absolute beauty?"

  "Take it over." Feng Ao Tian said without hesitation, "Once someone becomes the master, naturally, the industry in his hands also belongs to the master."

  "Prince Wang, I think you'd better give up." Xing Wuyun said with a smirk, thinking that Wei Zuo was not someone who could be easily swayed by the Regent Prince.

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at Xing Wu Yun, "Are you doubting me?"

  "Your Highness, you must think carefully. If you provoke him, it's equivalent to opposing the people of Yueluo Country. He is a god in the hearts of the people of Yueluo Country. Can a god be defiled?" Xing Wuyun said straightforwardly, looking at Feng Ao Tian.

  "Whatever Grandfather wants, he's never failed to get." Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, his eyes narrowing slightly.

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  Dear friends, here comes the second update, hooray...... I love you!