Volume 1: Regent's Stormy Weather 028 Punishment for Daring to Defy Master Again

  "Hmm..." Mu Hanjin's eyes narrowed slightly, and a low hum that seemed to be both painful and mournful escaped from the corner of his mouth.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the bite mark on Mu Han Jin's shoulder with satisfaction, raised his eyes, and coldly gazed at him. He whispered in his ear, "Did you forget what I said earlier? After applying the medicine, come over to accompany me. You dared not respond when I asked you a question, this is your punishment. If you dare disobey me again in the future, this punishment won't be so light. Did you hear clearly?"

  A chill ran through Mu Han's heart, a hint of sarcasm flashing in the corner of his eye. In the end, he was just overthinking things - how could she possibly change? How could she be any different from before? She had simply changed her method of tormenting people.

  He suppressed the warmth that had slightly seeped into his heart, and his gentle eyes returned to normal. His elegant figure under him bloomed with a faint glow, and he replied in a low voice, "Your humble servant remembers."

  Feng Ao Tian loosened Mu Han Jin and sat back on the soft couch, "Get a piece of clothing for Mu Shi Fei to wear."

  "Yes." Feng Gonggong stood like a stone statue, he was already used to the unpredictable nature of his master. For him, whatever the master did was right, and whoever dared to displease the master would be made to suffer for the rest of their life.

  Mu Hanjin got up from the soft couch, such humiliation was negligible compared to usual, he obediently went down to the couch, knelt on the ground, and remained silent.

  Feng Ao Tian continued to flip through the memorial, while flipping through it, he looked at the annotations, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. When he saw a copy of the Supervisory Office's report, "pa" sound, he slammed the memorial to the ground, and with one palm, he smashed the square table in front of him, the memorials on the table fell onto the soft couch.

  Lord Feng at this moment, had just ordered someone to go to the Qinghui Pavilion to bring back Mu Hanjin's usual brocade belt, saw his own master still in a rage, hanging his head and not daring to enter.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his palm, and the brocade robe in Feng Gong Gong's hand was sucked into his palm. He gazed coldly at Mu Han Jin, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Come over."

  Mo Hanjin knew that the Regent King was in a state of fury at the moment, and he absolutely could not be provoked. If he were to provoke him and make him unhappy, losing his own life would be a small matter, but if it were to implicate innocent people... He suddenly thought of Leng Qianye lying inside, and couldn't bear the thought of bringing disaster upon others because of him. Therefore, with his head bowed low, he knelt on the ground and approached Feng Ao Tian.

  Feng Ao Tian saw him like this, couldn't help but sigh, she was just giving him a small warning, her fingers lightly pulled, and Mu Han Jin was pulled up from the ground by her. Her icy fingers touched his cold fingertips, and he fell into her arms. "The night is deep and the dew is heavy, if you get frostbite, sir will be heartbroken."

  Her tone was much softer than before, and then, taking advantage of his stunned state, she put the brocade robe on him, stretched out her hand, and the memorial that had been thrown to the ground by Zhenzai was already in her palm. She handed it over to Mu Hanjin: "All the memorials presented by the Salt Transport Commissioner's Office, the bandits along the Huai River have been rampant, and the official salt has been robbed several times. This matter has been delayed for two months now, and this Supervision Office can't find any clues. What use is such a useless thing to you?"

  Mo Hanjin raised her hand, took the folded paper, and carefully read the report on it. She looked up, gazing at Feng Ao Tian's serious eyes, and at this moment, he was sitting in her arms, with a posture that was somewhat ambiguous and unclear, making him feel uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to move.

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his gaze, rarely seeing a hint of pale pink blush on Mu Han Jin's jade-like face. He looked down and said, "This matter, I'll have you take care of it."

  Mo Han's eyes lit up, was he going to take care of this matter? Did the Regent King mean to let him enter the imperial court? If it were in the past, he would have resolutely refused. But now, after living a life worse than death in the Regent King's palace for two years, he might as well do something else rather than continue this way.

  "Since the Supervising Office is so incompetent, what's the use of keeping you around?" Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and stroked Mu Han Jin's cheek, slid over his slender neck, and his delicate fingers curled up his long hair on his chest. "Lan Jun Shu, the top scholar of the previous year, has been idle for two years. Now it's time to serve the imperial court. You can understand that this place doesn't keep useless people, right?"

  Mu Hanjin's long, narrow eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, then immediately returned to their usual calmness. He lowered his gaze and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Being able to serve the people and do things for the imperial court had always been Mu Hanjin's wish. If he knew, he would definitely be delighted.

  "You seem to like staring blankly in front of me, have you forgotten what I just said?" Feng Ao Tian's fingers relaxed from the strand of hair as black as silk, his fingertips brushed against the bite marks on his shoulder, his eyes narrowed and his face darkened.

  Mo Hanjin raised her eyes and gazed at her, obediently responding, "Your humble servant obeys your command."

  Feng Ao Tian saw Mu Hanjin return, a satisfied smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. "Feng Gonggong, convey my imperial decree: Blue Shiqi will attend the early court session with you."

  "Yes." Feng Gonggong bowed his head in response and ordered someone to go and inform them.

  Far in the inner chamber, Leng Qianye listened to Feng Ao Tian's low conversation coming from the study, and her heart surged with great waves, but she couldn't withstand the impact of her internal strength and fainted.

  That night, the lamps in the palace were all lit up, and Feng Ao Tian and Mu Han Jin annotated the numerous memorials that had accumulated over the months one by one until dawn broke.

  Marquis Feng had already prepared his morning attire, and Lian Shuang had been waiting outside the palace since he received the summons last night. He had been waiting for a long time that day.

  Inside the imperial palace's emperor bedroom, since the regent king returned to the capital, it has also been a sleepless night. The informants set up in the regent king's mansion came to report news from the mansion every hour.

  "Qí ér, this time when your uncle, the regent emperor, returns to the capital, it's not an ordinary occasion. When you attend court, you must be cautious with your words and actions, and absolutely cannot reveal any weaknesses." A woman wearing a phoenix-embroidered robe, with a pearl hairpin on her head, and a stunningly beautiful face, with bright eyes and a gentle smile, spoke in a soft voice, her slender fingers gently stroking the tender face of the young emperor.

  "Don't worry, Mother. I won't act rashly and will remember your words." The eight or nine-year-old child stood up straight, exuding an air of royalty, with eyes that shone brightly like the woman he called "Mother" in front of him, but with a hint of coldness that was unusual for a child of his age. He turned around and walked out of the imperial bedroom with steady steps.

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