Volume 1: Regent's Turbulence 027 Cat Cries and Wastes Son's False Benevolence

  Feng Ao Tian had originally wanted to personally administer the medicine to Leng Qian Ye, but thinking that if he did so, with Leng's proud and stubborn personality, he would definitely be unwilling. Anyway, there was plenty of time in the future, and there would be other opportunities later on.

  Han Jin held the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand, gazing at Feng Ao Tian as he entered the study. A hint of puzzlement flashed across his slender eyes, and when he turned around, he saw Leng Qian Ye half-closing his eyes with a cold expression. However, as Han Jin approached and sat beside him, Leng Qian Ye raised his gaze, looked at him for a moment, and spoke in a weak, slightly magnetic voice, "Han Jin..."

  Mu Hanjin clearly saw the red swelling at Leng Qianye's mouth and the marks left on his neck, and said with a warm voice, "Brother Qianye, let me apply some medicine for you."

  "Hmm." Leng Qianye seemed to have not spoken for a long time, seeing an acquaintance, he couldn't help but feel some excitement, his mouth forced a faint smile, and he turned his gaze towards the study door, with countless thoughts in his mind.

  What kind of person is the regent king, cruel and inhumane, who delights in killing people for pleasure? At first, he was forced to drink poison, his martial arts were abolished by his own hands, and the torture he suffered over the past two years has never stopped. How many dirty words have been ringing in his ears, but this time she looks different from usual. He had never touched himself before, so why did he not only kiss him tonight, but also use his own cultivation to help him recover his martial arts?

  What does she want to do after all? Is she going to put on a show of fake sympathy like a cat crying over the death of a mouse?

  Mo Hanjin saw Leng Qianye lost in thought, and he lifted the brocade quilt to reveal his outer robe. At a glance, he recognized it as Feng Ao Tian's. He raised his hand to lift the robe, revealing large and small whip marks on Leng Qianye's body that shocked him. His eyes narrowed slightly. He had grown up with Leng Qianye and his elder brother since childhood, treating Leng Qianye with the same respect as a biological older brother. Two years ago, when he learned that the Regent King was summoning him back, he was thrown into the dungeon. This imprisonment lasted for two whole years. Looking at the scars all over his body, Mo Hanjin knew that these past two years must have been very difficult for Leng Qianye.

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a few points of resentment towards the Regent King. However, looking down at the white jade porcelain bottle, her heart was extremely complicated. She had just said that no scars were allowed to be left behind. Did she also have feelings for Senba's older brother?

  Thinking of this, his heart tightened, unsure whether it was anger or frustration, yet mixed with unknown thoughts. He clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand and opened it to apply medicine to Cold Thousand Leaves.

  Phoenix proudly walked into the study, sat cross-legged on the couch, picked up the memorial that Mu Hanjin had already annotated, and looked at it one by one. It's not hard to say that Mu Hanjin absolutely has his own unique insights. No wonder the former emperor insisted on inviting him to be the tutor of the crown prince. Unfortunately, he was obsessed with poetry and painting, and did not want to enter the world, which really buried his talent for governing the world. Fortunately, the changes in the past two years have honed his temperament, and now, after further polishing, this uncut jade can be used by her. It's not too late to mend the fold after the sheep has been lost.

  Feng Gonggong's two legs were far from keeping up with his master's lightness, and it was hard for the old bones to hurry to the bedroom. As soon as he arrived, he heard Feng Ao Tian's voice, "Can Mu Han Yao be summoned urgently?"

  Lord Feng panted heavily, still not calm, and hastily held up the urgent letter he had just received, walking into the bedroom with his head bowed.

  In the inner chamber, Mu Hanjin, who was just about to take medicine for her cold, heard her elder brother Mu Han Yao's name and paused slightly, looked up, and exchanged a glance with Leng Qianye.

  Leng Qianye was in the dungeon, naturally unaware of the situation outside. He only knew that Mu Han Yao had been dismissed and removed from office by Feng Ao Tian due to Mu Han Jin's affair, and was exiled to a quarry for hard labor. Now hearing Mu Han Yao's name, he struggled to support his dizzy brain and looked towards the study.

  Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye and said in a low voice, "A few months ago, the king went to the border town. Now, my brother has been reinstated as his original position and became one of the king's men."

  Leng Qianye's indifferent eyes shot out a cold light, he and Mu Han had known each other for dozens of years, but now, they couldn't escape this fate, he was somewhat puzzled, why would Mu Han submit to the Regent King?

  This is also what Mu Hanjin wants to know, but now, if he makes a move, it will not only implicate his brother, but also the many things he has been carrying on his back.

  Feng Ao Tian took over the letter, after reading it, his mood was extremely pleasant. Now the border is also stable, Mu Han Yao is indeed a good general. In less than two months, he can stabilize the military's mind, break through the treacherous valley, and defeat the Qi Guo. Now, Qi Guo has retreated, and the border is temporarily safe.

  She put away the secret letter, waved her cloud sleeve, and the letter immediately left the study room, instantly falling into Mu Hanjin's hands. She said in a light tone, "You say how should Master reward him?"

  He looked at the letter that had fallen into his hands, and a hint of strangeness flashed across his warm eyes. His long fingers opened the letter, looking at the familiar handwriting on it, and his eyes seemed to flash with excitement. He hadn't seen his older brother in three years, and they didn't dare exchange letters during these two years, fearing that they would implicate innocent people. Now, seeing that his older brother was safe and sound, he finally put down his hanging heart. However, looking at the signature that read, "The jade pendant given by the king, I have always worn it, and with the help of the king's clever plan, we successfully broke through the heavenly danger. Thank you, Your Majesty."

  His heart, which had been lifted, sank again into the depths of despair.

  Leng Qianye supported herself, took the letter from Mu Hanjin's hand, and after reading it, her calm eyes stared at the study in disbelief. What? The Heaven's Hazard was broken through? And it was actually Feng Ao Tian's clever plan?

  At first, he and Mu Han Yao were at a loss for what to do, but now, having successfully attacked, was it her plan? He propped up his weak body and got out of bed.

  Mu Hanjin only reacted now, she gave the jade pendant to her big brother? The rumor was true after all, and now her big brother had also become hers? He clearly couldn't believe it.

  Feng Ao Tian sat leisurely on the soft couch, saying in a deep voice, "The great victory at the border, your elder brother's merit is undeniable. I will naturally reward him according to his contributions. Moreover, since my man has given me such face, I will naturally take good care of him."

  Mo Hanjin listened to Feng Ao Tian's words, like a sharp sword piercing his own heart. His elder brother had actually surrendered to the Regent King? Then, what would happen to their Mo family?

  Leng Qianye had already gotten out of bed, barefoot, propping himself up, slowly walking towards the study, his brown brocade robe half-hanging on his body, his pale and apathetic face, was quite stubborn.

  His footsteps were light and floating, swaying three times as he moved forward. Just as he was about to reach the study, a dizziness overcame him, his vision went black, and his body fell straight forward. Feng Ao Tian rushed out, embracing his shaky figure, her toes lightly tapping, leading him into the inner hall, placing him on the bed, her face icy cold, sternly staring at him, "Dare to move again, I'll cripple you."

  Having said that, before Cold Qianye could regain her composure, she had already led Mu Hanjin to fly into the study.

  Mo Hanjin was heavily slammed onto the soft couch, his snow-white long gown already shattered by Feng Ao Tian's palm. Under the dazzling lights, it reflected his flawless white skin. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, his wrist was tightly gripped by Feng Ao Tian, and she was fiercely biting his tender white shoulder, until a strong bloody smell overflowed.

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