Volume 1: The Storm of Regency 018 The King Returns to His Residence

  Marquis Feng smiled and closely followed behind, turning his head to look at the handsome men standing outside the mansion. His sharp eyes flashed, "Alright, it's time for all of you masters to disperse."

  Everyone listened and seemed to be relieved of their burden, suddenly letting out a sigh of relief, and then stepped into the government office in a hurry.

  "Han Jin, I heard that your brother has been reinstated to his original position and was summoned back to the military camp. Moreover, he became a trusted advisor to the Regent King. Is this true or false?" The last two men walking together, one of them handsome with a refined temperament, slightly turned sideways, asked in a low voice.

  The man beside her stopped in his tracks, raised his eyes and looked towards the figure of Feng Ao Tian who had already disappeared into the Regent's palace. "He can even summon my elder brother, is there anything he cannot do?"

  The man's pair of eyes, like the essence of heaven and earth, contained no impurities, clear yet unfathomably deep. Under the gentle sunlight, his skin was as luminous as jade, with deep black hair falling to his shoulders, emitting a faint glow. His slender figure stood tall, exuding an indescribable elegance that seemed to transcend the mundane, as if he were a celestial being, radiating subtle refinement and purity.

  "Alas, the Regent has returned to the palace, I wonder what other changes will occur in this capital. You and I can only take things as they come." The man glanced at his close friend Mu Hanjin, who remained as calm as ever, and didn't say another word. He couldn't help but think that they were born in the wrong era, living in a time of brutal autocracy, with grand ambitions but unable to achieve anything, ending up in such a state.

  "Let's go, Jing Shu." Mu Hanjin smiled calmly, but at this moment, he really wanted to turn around and leave this place that haunted his dreams, leave this filthy place. However, thinking of his elderly mother at home, his older brother far away in the border, now even his strong-willed brother had yielded to the Regent King, what could he do?

  The man in the light blue brocade, was none other than the son of the current Left Prime Minister, Lan Yunshu, also the champion of the previous imperial examination. His grand ambitions from back then had all but dissipated, leaving behind only endless sorrow. "I really don't want to go in."

  But can't they not enter if they don't want to? They are now at the mercy of others, and with an unspoken understanding between them, they follow the crowd in front of them and slowly step into the Regent's Palace, a place that is like hell for them.

  Feng Ao Tian wrapped his arms around Ye Mei Xi and walked to the bedroom, the delicate body in his arms was extremely seductive.

  Her vermilion lips slightly hooked, she stretched out her hand and hooked his chin, gently lifting it up, "Darling, can't you wait a little longer?"

  Yè Mèi Xīn's smile was enchanting, and her fingers were unintentionally drawing circles on Feng Ao Tian's broad chest. "Master, in the days you've been away, I've missed you terribly."

  In Feng's mind, the scene of her torturing Ye Yan at night reappeared. Compared to some dull men, he was a rare treasure, able to enjoy being whipped and let out low moans. Those captivating eyes could stir up the evil in her bones, making her want to crush him, but even with scars all over his body, he still exuded an extraordinary charm. What else could such a delicate man be if not a rare treasure?

  "Grandfather wants to take a bath." Feng Ao Tian's smile deepened, naturally knowing that this demon man was not simple. However, someone who could whisper in her ear and do it without leaving any evidence must have something extraordinary about him. He was very clever and also very cunning.

  She wanted to slowly punish him, letting him know that even if he was clever and cunning, he was nothing more than a plaything in her hands. The people behind him would also be unable to escape, and she would take care of this mess in the future.

  "I'll serve you in the bath, Master." Ye Mei Xiang smiled again, her soft body tightly pressed against Feng Ao Tian. Her red lips curled up, and a low, gentle hum escaped from between them. Whether male or female, anyone would have the desire to conquer him.

  Feng Gonggong had everything ready early on. Feng Ao Tian pulled and dragged Ye Yan Hui, slowly entering the warm spring pool inside the Nuan Ge.

  "Master, let me help you change." Ye Mei Xi twisted her slender waist, raised her hand, and gently pulled, undoing Feng Ao Tian's belt.

  On the side, Old Man Feng was extremely nervous. He had followed Feng Ao Tian since childhood and naturally knew her true identity. In the past, the prince would always bathe alone, so why was it different today?

  Feng Ao Tian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, standing still in the original place, allowing Ye Xian to untie her waistband, extremely carefully pulling down the outer cloak on her body, stretching out her hand, about to take off her long shirt.

  Yè Mèi Xī was undoing her hair while throwing flirtatious glances at Fèng ào Tiān, but in reality, she was secretly thinking that the Regent King was being somewhat strange. Normally, she would never let him accompany her to bathe, let alone help her undress. Today, he had just returned, and his demeanor and actions were no different from usual, yet why did she feel like he could see right through her?

  Ye Mei was about to take off her long shirt when Feng Ao Tian grasped her wrist and with a light flick, threw him out of the hot spring pool. A crisp sound echoed in his ear as he fell onto the bluestone floor of the outer hall, rolling several times before scrambling up on all fours.

  The pain made his eyebrows furrow, and the beautiful water-like eyes were filled with tears, making people look at him with extra pity. He endured the pain in his body and lamented in his heart, wondering how this regent king could be so strange, still as abnormal as before. After silently scolding a few sentences, he was about to get up when he heard an icy voice coming from afar.

  "Ah, my dear, it's been a long time since I've heard your sweet voice. Come, call out to me a few times so I can hear you." Feng Ao Tian said as he removed the restraints from his body and stepped into the hot spring pool. The dangers of their journey back to the capital were still fresh in her mind, her slender eyebrows furrowed with a hint of coldness, her black hair floating on the surface of the water, covering her hidden skin, her entire being radiating an icy aura, as if she wanted to freeze the hot spring solid.

  After listening, a pair of beautiful eyes slightly turned, rolled her eyes, lightly biting her red lips, the color became even more charming and dripping with allure. She muttered another sentence of abuse, then lay on the ground, posing in a seductive posture, gently exhaling, and a soft humming sound slowly came out, "...... Master......"