Chapter 24: Go to the dungeon

In the dead of night, the palace of the regent is still so lifeless, but the attic is brightly lit, waiting for the regent's call at any time.
Ye Meixi’s cold body finally recovered her warmth. She crawled out of the hot spring pool and put her clothes on one by one. Her whole body was still soaked, her thin shirt stuck to her body, and her ink hair was sticky. On his face, he walked out of the warm pavilion quietly, raised his eyes, and looked at the moonlit night sky. The bright palace lanterns shone on his delicate and enchanting figure that was tightly wrapped in his light clothes, and his eyebrows were all charming, and it was still that way. He waved his sleeves, his beautiful eyes flowed, and he looked at the majestic palace not far away. The lights were shining, his red lips curled slightly, and his slender fingers pushed away the hair sticking to his forehead. He turned around and walked to his courtyard.
In the study room of the bedroom, the incense burner has been lit, which is the best ambergris, and the Nine Dragon lanterns are very bright, revealing unparalleled nobleness.
Feng Aotian held the memorials already endorsed by Mu Hanjin in his hand and read them one by one. There was no word between each other from beginning to end, not even a trace of eye contact.
Feng Gonggong was waiting outside the palace, obviously a little anxious. His master hadn’t eaten food since he returned to Beijing. Now, it’s time for him, and the study room is very quiet. If you want to come, the prince’s border and his party may have guessed the mystery. Therefore, I became so motivated, and I was actually reviewing memorials.
Thinking of this, Father Feng was also very pleased. He couldn't bear to be disturbed, and he felt sorry for his master's body. In the end, he couldn't bear it and whispered, "Master, you haven't eaten for a day, and this night is still long. You can't hurt your body."
Feng Aotian lifted his eyes and glanced at Mu Hanjin in front of him. She was dressed in a snow-white long dress, her hair was like ink, people were like jade, her expression was focused, and her complexion was faint. At first glance, he can realize what is "moshang" People are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." The true mood of this poem, swaying by candlelight, is reflected on his elegant face, which is even more luxurious and elegant, like a good guqin, with a melodious rhyme in its elegance.
Mu Hanjin read the memorials intently, and carefully commented one by one. He didn't know why he looked at these memorials so obediently, but he still did it, feeling a pair of icy eyes watching him, and he raised it. His eyes happened to hit Feng Aotian's cold eyes looking at him. He lowered his eyes indifferently and panicked in his heart. This was something he had never thought of. One day, he could sit cross-legged with her, and, just like this quietly. Sitting.
"Extend your hand." Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin for a long while, then said in a deep voice.
Mu Hanjin paused slightly with the hand of the pen, then put down the Zhubi and stretched out his hand.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, holding his slightly cold hand in one hand, and lightly squeezing each of his fingers in the other.
Mu Hanjin was visibly startled, and she couldn't help but think of the scene of Shicai committing her to take off his shoes. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked at her. Feng's eyes were still so cold and beautiful, and his face was so intolerable. Ignored the noble and gorgeous, thin lips slightly pursed, slender fingers, gently kneading the fingers of his pen, without a pinch, there seems to be an ant crawling over his already thin heart, itchy, he seems She was frightened, her arm shrank, and she pulled out her hand, but she was holding it tightly.
"Feng Gonggong, set the meal." Feng Aotian gently held Mu Hanjin's cool hand, "to accompany him to dinner."
The father-in-law Feng outside the bedroom was overjoyed and responded quickly, and immediately ordered people to take the prepared dinner into the bedroom.
Feng Ao was on the soft couch, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two of them walked out of the study. This way, he raised his eyes and stared at her back, unspeakably weird, this regent’s behavior is too weird today. He was really at a loss, what on earth did she calculate? Is it because I got tired of violence and now it's tenderness?
With anxious thoughts, Mu Hanjin lowered her eyes and stared at the hand held by her. The fingertips were icy cold, hitting her dead heart, but passing through bursts of coolness, unexpectedly He was caught off guard by the accident, and he quickly converged his mind and followed her forward.
auzw.com Feng Aotian took his hand, and the two of them sat at the table and looked at the dishes on the table. They didn’t feel anything before. Now, looking at the deliciousness of the table, it’s true. Some are hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and glanced at Mu Hanjin, "Eat more, I won't be free tonight."
Mu Hanjin whispered, "Yes." Picking up the chopsticks, she went to eat by herself.
Feng Aotian ate very quickly because of the habit he developed. Therefore, the blink of an eye was used up. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin who was still eating without urging him. Instead, he got up and said, "Master, go out. After a visit, I will continue to annotate the memorial and wait for the master to come back."
Mu Hanjin had already put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up just about to bow, and saw Feng Aotian had turned and left.
He looked at her hurriedly disappearing figure, turned his eyes, and looked at the tableware in front of him. In the past, she had never been so peaceful and peaceful to eat with him. Thinking of what happened today, he raised his eyes, this is him. For the first time, he looked at the palace carefully, except for the tool rack that looked terrifying, what else did he seem to see?
He is a little uncertain, is this really what he dislikes? Turning around leisurely, looking at the study that was still lit, he curled up with the fingers that Shicai had been holding by her, and walked into the study.
Feng Aotian walked into the corridor, Feng Gonggong followed closely, and looked at the master in front of him, with a magnificent and dignified manner, and the emperor's air was condensed between his brows.
He asked in a low voice, "Master, where are you going?"
"Leng Qianye still looks dead these days when my master is away?" Feng Aotian certainly remembered General Leng who was the leader of the border, and now, Leng Qianye was locked in the dungeon by her.
"Well, it's very honest." Father Feng was obviously a little puzzled. Back then, when Leng Qianye was recalled from the border, he was imprisoned in the royal palace dungeon. When the Lord was unhappy, he would go to the dungeon to take Leng Qianye to vent. But, today, the prince is not in a bad mood, why does he suddenly think of him?
"Where is Ye Meixi?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"Return to Hongyu Pavilion." Feng Gonggong thought that Meimeixi was just a flower and could not bear to be reused. If it weren't for the face of the overwhelming nation, it would make the prince pleased, and he might be killed by the prince.
"Follow the master to the dungeon." Feng Aotian said as he walked towards the dungeon.
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