"Your Highness, do you know where the child is?" Prime Minister Liu was overjoyed. Now, except for Ye Ying's son, King Li didn't have any other children. He didn't even have the news of his concubine's pregnancy. There had been some rumors in the capital. If that was true, then the value of this child was indeed beyond everyone's expectation.
Noble Concubine Liu shook her head and said, "I don't know. The Emperor didn't tell anyone where the child is."
Prime Minister Liu was a little disappointed, but Noble Concubine Liu said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. We haven't seen the child, and King Li hasn't seen the child either. As long as my father makes the right arrangements … "
"Your Highness, you are right. I understand." Prime Minister Liu thought for a second and immediately understood what Noble Concubine Liu meant. He responded with a smile.
No matter what was going on inside and outside the palace, the Prince Ding Mansion was still peaceful and quiet. Until this evening, a handsome man in red knocked on the closed door of the Prince Ding Mansion.
In the study, Mo Xiuyao lazily looked at Feng Zhiyao, who was covered in dust, and said blandly, "I don't remember asking you to come to the capital, Feng Zhiyao." Feng Zhiyao stood against the wall by the door, and gave him a tired smile. After the New Year, Feng Zhiyao's handsome face, which used to be frivolous, became a little calmer and a little more down and out. This kind of feeling shouldn't exist on Prince Ding's right-hand man, Young Master Feng San, who was not the most powerful person in the northwest, but no one dared to ignore him. At this moment, he frowned slightly because of tiredness and worry, which made people unable to blame him. Ye Li quietly pulled Mo Xiuyao's clothes, indicating that he shouldn't blame Feng Zhiyao too much.
Mo Xiuyao snorted with dissatisfaction, looked at Feng Zhiyao and said, "Tell me, what's the matter? If you want to say that there's nothing wrong and that you just came to the Chu capital from the northwest because you're worried, I will immediately ask someone to pack you up and throw you back. "
Feng Zhiyao had grown up with him. Naturally, he could tell when he was really angry and when he was just trying to scare people. Smiling gratefully at Ye Li, Feng Zhiyao walked to a chair at the side and sat down, "Young Master Qingchen wants me to pass a message to Prince. The West-Hill and Nanzhao haven't started fighting yet. "In fact, this was a favor that Xu Qingchen owed to Feng Zhiyao. Originally, this kind of news naturally didn't require Feng Zhiyao's status to send a letter from thousands of miles away. Moreover, it wasn't that Xu Qingchen couldn't handle this kind of matter. However, Feng Zhiyao's condition had seriously affected his work efficiency. Young Master Qingchen was extremely intelligent. He naturally understood that there must be something in the capital that made him uneasy. Only then did he casually assign him some tasks so that he could return to the capital.
Hearing this, Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow in surprise. Xu Qingchen's plans rarely went wrong. However, he quickly understood. Although Mo Jingqi's death wasn't unexpected, the chaos after Mo Jingqi's death was definitely unexpected. Especially Mo Jingqi's decree of self-guilt and the arrangements for the Prince Ding Mansion before his death were even more unexpected. After receiving this news, Jhennam Of Gojoseon could indeed give up on attacking Nanzhao. After all, Nanzhao was a small country that was content with a corner of the country. Whether or not they could take it was insignificant compared to the prosperous Da Chu State in the central plains.
"Have there been any changes in West-Hill recently?" Mo Xiuyao asked.
Feng Zhiyao said, "Jhennam Of Gojoseon has already secretly moved troops closer to the Da Chu State's border. Young Master Qingchen speculated … as long as the news of Mo Jingqi's death spreads, the Xiling Army will once again attack the Da Chu State. In addition, the Northern Tribes also seem to have this plan. "
"What did Young Master Qingchen say?"
"Young Master Qingchen said that if Prince finished dealing with the matters in the capital, please return as soon as possible."
"If … finished …" Mo Xiuyao tilted his head and looked at Ye Li with a smile. "It seems that Big Brother isn't in a hurry for us to return. Then let's stay for a while. "If they finished dealing with the matters, they would return as soon as possible. If they didn't, they wouldn't return. Since Xu Qingchen dared to say this, it meant that he didn't care about Lei Zhenting's actions. Since that was the case, and Young Master Qingchen was guarding the northwest, why not take a look at the Da Chu State and see what benefits they could get?
Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and didn't care that Mo Xiuyao had misinterpreted Xu Qingchen's words. In any case, he had conveyed the original words without missing a word. As for how Prince wanted to interpret it, that was none of his business.
Ye Li smiled at Feng Zhiyao and said, "Since that's the case, Feng San can stay in the palace for now." Although Feng Zhiyao had a home, he had already moved out a few years ago. When the Mohist army and the Da Chu State broke off relations, the Feng Family publicly announced that they had expelled Feng Zhiyao from the family and cut off all relations. Feng Zhiyao's residence in the capital had been empty for many years. Who didn't know that Young Master Feng San was Prince Ding's confidant?
Feng Zhiyao nodded and said, "Many thanks to Wang Fei."
"Prince … … Wang Fei … …" Feng Zhiyao looked at Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao. In the end, he couldn't bear it. He had hurried back to the capital for this matter. He couldn't wait a moment longer. Ye Li couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile when she saw the handsome Young Master Feng San blushing and blushing in front of everyone. She looked at Feng Zhiyao and said seriously, "Don't worry. She is the empress of a country and has the support of the Hua Family. No matter who ascends the throne, they will only be respectful to her. "
Feng Zhiyao's expression froze. He hesitated a moment and said, "I want to see her. Wang Fei, please grant me this wish."
Ye Li tilted her head to look at Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow and said, "Let Li decide such a small matter."
Ye Li thought and then said to Feng Zhiyao, "Right now, the palace is under martial law. Don't be impatient. I will have someone arrange it, but … … I need to get her agreement first. " Ye Li knew what Feng Zhiyao wanted to do, but if the Empress didn't agree, Feng Zhiyao's rash visit would only add to the troubles of both sides. Ye Li wasn't sure if the Empress had feelings for Feng Zhiyao, or if the feelings were enough for her to give up her responsibility and status. Feng Zhiyao hesitated and wanted to refute, but seeing Ye Li's serious expression, he could only nod, "Many thanks, Wang Fei."
As though she saw Feng Zhiyao's unwillingness, Ye Li sighed softly and said, "It is hard to say who is right and who is wrong in matters of the heart. We all know that you care for her, but … … if she doesn't need your care, then your thoughts right now are not helping her, but creating trouble for her. Do you understand? "
Feng Zhiyao was silent. Maybe in his heart, he didn't believe that the Empress didn't need his help at all. But … … she was the mother of the world. Even if she didn't have any feelings for Mo Jingqi, it didn't change the fact that she was the future Empress Dowager of Da Chu State. Even if Mo Jingli ascended the throne, he could only be respectful to this imperial sister-in-law. Right now, the Tenth Prince who was about to ascend the throne was only seven years old. This was the time when he needed someone to help him. Would she go with him? In this moment, Feng Zhiyao suddenly became fearful and uneasy.
Seeing his rare expression, Ye Li sighed softly in her heart. Love was the most torturous thing. Feng Zhiyao was a free and easy person with extraordinary achievements. She should have lived a carefree and unrestrained life, but unfortunately, she fell for the word of love. How many years had he been obsessed? If Han Mingyue's obsession with Su Zuidie was hateful, then Feng Zhiyao's deep feelings for the Empress could only make people feel pity and helpless.
"Don't think too much." Ye Li laughed softly.
Feng Zhiyao forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Princess, for your advice."
"Prince, Princess, Second Young Master Leng and Madam Leng are here." Zhuo Jing reported from outside the door.
Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "What are they doing here at this time?"
Leng Haoyu's laughter came from outside the door, "With the Emperor's death, many businesses were forced to close. Isn't this subordinate idle? "Leng Haoyu had many businesses under his name, including brothels, taverns, gambling houses and so on. With the Emperor's death, the world mourned. Naturally, these businesses could no longer be done. So, Leng Haoyu brought his son and wife to the Prince Ding Mansion to visit.
He pulled Murong Ting into the study and happened to see Feng Zhiyao sitting on the side. Leng Haoyu smiled and said, "Oh? Isn't this Young Master Feng San? I haven't seen you for a long time. You don't look very good. "
Wasn't that so? Feng Zhiyao rushed all the way here and didn't rest. He went straight into the study to discuss matters. When he was in good spirits, he looked fine. Now that he was relaxed, even his red clothes looked a little dull. Although Leng Haoyu always liked to argue with Feng Zhiyao, he still had a sense of propriety and didn't poke at his sore spot. He sat down and looked at Feng Zhiyao and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, she's fine. At this time, no one dares to neglect her. "Before the new Emperor was elected, the previous Emperor had passed away. The Empress Dowager, Noble Consort Liu, was buried with the Emperor. In the palace, the Empress had the final say. At this time, no one with eyes would make the Empress uncomfortable.
Feng Zhiyao nodded and said with a faint smile, "Thank you."
Leng Haoyu curled his lips and didn't say anything. He didn't have any opinions about the Empress, but seeing Feng Zhiyao's more than ten years of bitter love, sometimes he couldn't help but want to fight for justice for his good friend. But thinking about how much time and effort he had spent chasing his wife, he could only sigh that Feng Zhiyao was more unlucky than him.
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