Empress Rong turned her head when she heard the sound.

"Please keep your mother's words secret and don't tell others." King An silently said, but couldn't help but speak.

Empress Rong looked at him and said for a long time, "Mother's An'er has finally grown up." After saying that, she left without looking back.

King An stood in the room and ordered for a long time.

*

Chu Xiao, who was guarding outside the Feng Taishi Mansion, received the emperor's order early in the morning and took Feng Taishi into the palace.

Master Feng stood carefully in the imperial study room, looking at Emperor Renzong, who looked like he was walking on thin ice.

Emperor Renzong muttered something, so Eunuch Fu, beside him, stepped out.

After a moment, the person came back, but there were two more scrolls on his hand.

Eunuch Fu quietly retreated.

It is unknown what the emperor and Master Feng said, but it must be related to the picture. Eunuch Fu guessed, but never told anyone else.

To be able to become the emperor's close attendant, observing his words and expressions is one of them, and keeping his mouth shut is the key.

Silence is gold, so naturally it has its reasons.

Chu Xiao took Master Feng back to Feng Mansion at noon. It was better to say that he was taking it, because the emperor issued an oral order. Yes, it was an oral order. There was no imperial order. What he said was only

Oral order.

Outsiders don’t know what this oral order is, but Master Feng can enter and exit Feng’s mansion.

Can you enter and exit?

Do you still need to be restrained when you are old and young in the Feng Mansion?

It’s use, of course, Chu Xiao didn’t show the holy intention, and Tai Shi Feng didn’t say much, so he naturally had to guard it.

What happened to this emperor? I am still angry about the poisoning of King An?

If he is angry, Master Feng should not go out!

But if Master Feng is able to go out, does it mean that the emperor is no longer angry?

No, since ancient times, emperors have not been good at Shanyi. Most of them are cruel and ruthless and decisive and punished them to the top. Where can they get the compassion?

Your heart is hard to predict!

Chu Xiao couldn't figure it out, so he naturally didn't think much about it. It would be enough to do his own guard duties well.

...

Everyone left, Mu Li started dreaming again last night. The place where the clouds and mist in the dream looked like the fairyland of Lingshan, but not like it. The dream was very familiar, but it seemed that it had never been there.

Mu Li woke up and looked at the roof in confusion, Wu Zeyun Yi: This winery will never be his permanent residence.

She got up the couch with no interest. As soon as she packed it up, Master Feng came to the door.

Mu Li looked at him but was not afraid. It was just that he hadn't seen him for a while. His father had a few strands of white hair on his temples. He was only in his early forties and had a lot of haggardness. Mu Li couldn't bear it.

Master Feng looked at her and stood still, silent.

"There is a private room upstairs, please!" Mu Li looked at him for a long time and finally spoke.

The two of them went upstairs one after another.

Xiao Wu, who was most sensible, served tea and quietly stepped down.

After a cup of tea, Master Feng tried to speak, "Since I have returned to the capital, why do you have to dress like this?"

Mu Li held the teacup's hand and paused for a while, "If a person dies, if he can survive, he will naturally find out the murderer."

"Since you have been resurrected from the dead, you should live well." Master Feng's eyes were full of complexity, and it took him a long time to say slowly.

"Ha, Master Feng said it very easily. How can Miss Feng, who was cursed, live well? Maybe she deserves to die." Mu Li said lightly, but ice was burning in his eyes.

"The emperor gave me an order to take me away from my son to the palace within seven days. If not, the Feng family will pay the life for King An." Master Feng finally changed his breath and, under helpless pressure, seized the last one to save his life.

straw.

"Is King An dead?" Mu Li said coldly and said amused.

"All the evidence points to Feng Mansion, and Mu Xin has something to do with it." How could Master Feng not care about Feng Mansion? It was all his hard work and the hard work of the Feng Family ancestors.

"It seems that Duan is worthless in his death." Mu Li said and stood up.

Master Feng was silent. Li'er was trying to see off the guests?

But his goal today has not been achieved. The emperor seems kind on the surface, but he understands that the emperor has always been cruel, and the life and death of the Feng Mansion may really disappear in an instant.

I couldn't leave, and after thinking about it, Master Feng steadily drank another cup of tea.

This tea is really bitter.

He glanced at it with a steady look. How could the tea made from bamboo leaves not be bitter?

"Your wine shop is so popular, but this tea is too stingy." Master Feng finally found the off-topic.

Mu Li smiled indifferently.

Master Feng saw it in his eyes, but it stabbed it in his heart. Li'er was hated after all.

He didn't investigate. All the evidence pointed to Duan, but she was already dead. Can't Li'er forgive him?

I have to pull the lives of hundreds of people from all over the Feng Mansion as the foundation!

"Duan is dead, I apologize to you for her father's behalf." Taishi Feng drank the bitter bamboo leaf tea one after another, and finally drank the last drop in the pot. He stood up and half bent his body.

He lowered his head and refused to lift it for a long time.

Tears finally flashed in Mu Li's cold eyes.

She raised her head and settled for a while, "Grandmaster, go back, isn't it just seven days?"

Master Feng listened to the hoarse voice of the legitimate daughter, and finally had room for maneuver.

"Go back first for your father." His low voice mixed with helpless vicissitudes.

Mu Li stood there and had to admit that his father should not have endured such a discomfort.

"If nothing happens, don't go out within seven days." Mu Li saw him walking to the door and chased him.

Master Feng paused. He wanted to look back, but he still didn't turn around. His steps to go out the door became heavier.

Mu Li stood in front of the second-floor porch, looking at the bustling diners downstairs, and she was always cold and felt a little sad.

Bu Qingchen stood downstairs. As soon as he entered the restaurant, he looked up and saw him. His cold eyes looked down at the diners below, and he felt a little cold and cold.

Bu Qingchen couldn't help but feel trembling, and he felt a little regretful, shouldn't he come today?

If the little sister really married him, would she be happy?

Bu Qingchen was not sure, and he didn't want to or dare to bet on his own sister's life.

He hesitated and turned to leave the restaurant.

Some things need to be considered carefully.

Maybe my father is right, and time can witness everything between emotional and rational considerations.

Bu Qingchen quickly left and walked towards Dali Temple.

Perhaps the result of handling the case is the most important manifestation he deserves.

Mu Li looked upstairs and saw Lord Bu in. He left, and finally a hint of amusing on his lips.

The water from this heaven is muddy, and there is still a ray of Qingming Festival. It’s so good.

...

King An had been in the mansion for many days, but he didn't dare to come to question Mu Li, whether he was a man or a woman. He doubted, but he didn't dare to confirm that he was a little cowardly.

Surprisingly, a few days after King An saved Bu Qingqing, one morning court asked the emperor to marry Prince An to marry Prince An.
Chapter completed!