The guard at the entrance of the courtyard reached out to stop Feng Jiuqing. She raised her hand and waved the soft sword in her hand.

A bloody gash instantly appeared on the guard's arm, and blood dripped on the ground. The maids were scared to death, but they did not dare to make a sound.

"Today, my young master is going to see who dares to stop me?"

The palace maid, who was being dragged by her hands, kept struggling but could not break free from Feng Jiuqing's grasp, and could only move forward passively.

This is the first time Feng Xiye has set foot in this courtyard after she moved here.

Someone must have come to report it, because Feng Xiye stood at the door with a pale face, looking very ugly.

Because of Feng Jiuqing's arrogance, and also because of the palace maid's unbridled speech.

"Jiu'er." His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but cough after saying a few words.

"So I'm really sick." The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face, coupled with the red clothes on her body, was like the sun, so bright that it made Feng Xiye feel in a trance, as if everything had returned to the beginning.

At that time, Feng Jiuqing was the same as now. She never cared about the consequences of doing things and only cared about her own happiness.

"Tell him yourself."

Feng Jiuqing threw the embarrassed palace maid to Feng Xiye, who frowned and hid.

The palace maid who was talking to Feng Jiuqing arrogantly just now seemed to be like a quail, shrinking her neck and saying nothing.

Feng Xiye looked at him condescendingly, her voice as cold as ice, "What's going on?"

Lu Yao raised his head and looked at the tall man, feeling his heart palpitate.

He knew how ruthless this man was, and fear slowly came into his heart.

"Master Feng, please spare your life. This slave is talking nonsense, Master Feng, please spare your life."

Feng Xiye's eyes were cold. He slowly knelt down and reached out to pinch Lu Yao's chin, "Sparing you? If I spare you now, others will be disrespectful to the young master in the future."

Lu Yao felt as if her jaw was about to break, her face was pale, and her charming eyes were filled with tears of fear.

"Come here, drag this ignorant bitch down and cut his body into pieces."

Such a punishment for a weak woman is undoubtedly not telling everyone around her that the position of Young Master Feng Jiuqing is unshakable.

As long as he doesn't speak, no one can talk nonsense.

Feng Jiuqing was not surprised at all. Facing Lu Yao's cries of ghosts and howls, she looked on coldly. When Feng Xiye looked at her, she looked away coldly.

"Since Young Master Feng is still ill, go back and have a good rest. Also, remember what you said today."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the yard.

Because of this farce, the time to go to court was delayed a bit, and the uninformed courtiers were already a little dissatisfied.

As soon as Feng Jiuqing sat on the chair that represented power, Geshan was the first to stand up and scold her for her lack of punctuality.

"I know that the young master is unwell, but the affairs of the government cannot be neglected."

At first glance, these words seemed to be admonishing her to focus on government affairs, but upon closer inspection, they were full of criticism. Feng Jiuqing was not as concerned about government affairs as Feng Xiye.

She curled her lips and smiled. Her charming face was so beautiful that it made people's hearts itch, but the words she spoke made people feel frightened.

"My young master is feeling unwell? Who said that?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall unconsciously breathed a lot lighter.

Feng Jiuqing's physical discomfort was just something Feng Xiye said to deceive others.

These ministers have been ups and downs in the temple for decades, and their hearts are like mirrors. At this moment, no one knows how to answer.

Ge Shan even broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl in.

"Why doesn't Ge Aiqing speak?"

"I... I just heard what I heard. I just heard what I heard."

"Really? I am very curious, young master. A person like Ge Aiqing, who has many things to do, still has time to hear rumors, but he does not put his mind on government affairs?"

Geshan trembled and knelt down, "Young Master, please calm down."

"Calm down your anger again. You people, if you do something wrong, you know how to calm down my young master. I will let you go today. Remember to be careful in your words and deeds in the future. It is not the first day that Ge Aiqing has been an official. He should know how to behave properly.

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She deliberately emphasized the word "again", believing that after the next court session, the incident would spread throughout the court.

Geshan hated Feng Jiuqing in his heart, but at this time he still replied non-stop: "Yes, thank you young master for your kindness."

The weather in the Western Region is going smoothly, and there are no major incidents. However, the border seems to be uneasy recently.

But after Wanyan Chun passed by, he used thunderous means to deal with the Turks who were about to move. There was good news ahead, and many civil servants praised Wanyan Chun like a flower.

Feng Jiuqing rewarded some things symbolically and ordered them to be sent to Wanyan's house.

After going to court, Feng Jiuqing felt that half of her body was numb. It was not easy to be an emperor.

Feng Xiye stood at the door of the courtyard with a white face. Seeing her relaxed expression, she smiled softly and said, "Are you happy today?"

Feng Jiuqing's face froze, and she had a strange thought in her mind - Feng Xiye asked her to go to court today, not because she was sick, but just to make her happy?

This idea was quickly rejected by her. For someone like Feng Xiye, who only had herself in her heart, how could she give up the power she loved for her? It was just that she had not been allowed out for such a long time because she was afraid of being criticized outside.

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After thinking about it, Feng Jiuqing nodded, "Not bad."

In fact, it is extremely boring. The emperor that everyone wants to be is actually not that good.

Feng Xiye's face relaxed. He thought that after this time, the events of that day could be written off.

His whole body felt much more relaxed.

"Then go back and rest quickly, cough cough cough..."

The sound of coughing that couldn't be stopped came out from the gap between the fingers covering his mouth. Feng Jiuqing frowned, wishing to stay away from him.

"When you are sick, stay in your own room and don't wander around."

Feng Jiuqing only said this because she didn't want him to infect others, but in Feng Xiye's ears, it was completely different.

He was extremely happy, and the smile on his face was not as gentle and restrained as usual, "Okay, I'll go back now."

Looking at the person walking away quickly, Feng Jiuqing frowned, "What is he doing?"

Man Yue shook her head, "I don't even know."

After returning to the house, Feng Jiuqing suddenly thought of something. When they went to court just now, everyone was saying that the Great Yan Dynasty seemed a little uneasy.

She was fine when she left, so what went wrong?

If the Yan Dynasty really had ideas about the Western Regions, the one who led the troops to fight must be Nangong Ling, who was good at fighting.

She was suddenly a little curious, who would be better if Nangong Ling and Wanyan Chun faced each other.
Chapter completed!