Volume One: The Storms of Regency 023 Your humble servant thanks you, Prince Wang

  Mo Hanjin was taken aback again, and suddenly it became clear in her mind. It seemed that the Regent King did indeed want him here.

  Thinking of this, he was indeed uncomfortable in his heart, but also had no choice. He immediately raised his arm and once again stripped off the outer garment on his body.

  Feng Ao Tian muttered a curse under his breath, raised an eyebrow and glared at him with cold eyes, "Who told you to take off your clothes?"

  Mu Han's eyes calmly gazed back at Feng Ao Tian, the meaning in her eyes was very clear, not taking off clothes, what is there to take off?

  "Come here." Feng Ao Tian crooked his finger, saying coldly, "This guy, why is he always thinking about taking off his clothes? Even if she's starving, it's not the right time for that."

  Mo Hanjin hesitated for a moment, his elegant figure moving slowly forward to the soft couch. The warm sunlight of the afternoon shone through the window screen and fell on his snow-white long gown. His narrow and gentle eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement as he looked at Feng Ao Tian, calm yet silent.

  "Sit down." Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow and slightly lifted his gaze, indicating for him to sit on the soft couch.

  Mo Hanjin wanted to refuse, but considering the Regent's temperament, he didn't dare to have a direct confrontation with her now. He didn't want to displease her either, or else he would suffer even more when she tormented him later. So, he suppressed his discomfort and sat down elegantly.

  Feng Ao Tian took a step forward, came to his front, before he reacted, she had bent down, lifted her hand, picked up his ankle, and pulled off his shoes. This action was done exceptionally smoothly and quickly, before he could react, Feng Ao Tian had already taken off her own shoes and sat opposite him.

  Mo Hanjin came back to his senses and was suddenly startled. He was only wearing socks and had gotten off the soft couch, kneeling on the ground. "Your Highness, your humble servant deserves to die!"

  Feng Ao Tian rolled his eyes and said, "It's not easy to make you return to your true nature. Cloud Sleeve waved her hand and pulled him up, 'Earlier, didn't I ask you whether you would take it off or let me take it off? You didn't respond, so I had no choice but to do it myself. What are you still standing there for? Sit down, I have something to say.'"

  On Mu Han's face as beautiful as jade, an unusual expression flashed for the first time. In his lifetime, he had never expected that someone would stoop to take off his shoes for him, and this person was none other than the Regent King, whom he least wanted to face and found hard to mention. This shocked him more than humiliating him.

  But when he heard her so grand and eloquent words, he didn't know how to refute them. His ankle still retained the coolness of her fingers that had just brushed past it, which suddenly pierced his thin heart, making it beat violently at that moment. The rhythm of his heartbeat was still ongoing, she had disrupted his composure, leaving him at a loss for what to do.

  He suddenly realized that this regent was even more elusive and helpless than the usual one who delighted in showing off.

  "Kneel down or sit?" Feng Ao Tian said coldly as he saw him unmoving.

  "Your humble servant thanks Your Highness." Mu Hanjin suppressed the unease in his heart, calmly stood up, bowed his head and sat down, but it was like sitting on pins and needles.

  Feng Ao Tian had long since ordered the two soul servants to go ahead and bring those unprocessed memorials, during her days away from the capital, the affairs of the imperial court were handed over to the left and right chancellors to assist the emperor in handling.

  As far as she knew, Zuo Xiang was a profound and reserved person who was good at handling affairs. Moreover, his son, Lan Xuan, was being raised in the palace, which served as a means to control him. Therefore, even if he had any ill intentions towards her, he did not dare to make any rash moves.

  And Right Chancellor Xiang Yan is different, he is both the Chancellor and the Emperor's Father-in-law, his daughter is the current Empress Dowager, Xiang Ziyun. And this Empress Dowager, in the eyes of outsiders, is a model of maternal virtue, gentle, virtuous, dignified and elegant, the late Emperor was extremely fond of her. After the late Emperor's death, his son, the seven-year-old Crown Prince ascended to the throne, if not for Feng Ao serving as Regent, he would be the most powerful Chancellor in the court, above all others.

  However, at present, the parties in the imperial court are also different. Among them, 30% are those who are forced to stand on Feng Ao Tian's side, superficially surrendering but actually waiting for her death in their hearts. Another 30% are the pro-imperial faction that has always supported the emperor. The rest are observing ministers who do not want to offend either side. This is the faction of Left Prime Minister Lan Feng. He has never gotten along with Right Prime Minister, yet he does not hold much hope for Regent Wang, so he maintains his neutrality.

  However, during her absence from the capital, the Right Chancellor secretly gathered the old ministers who had been forced to surrender to her, plus the men in her palace who had been taken by her, and they collaborated inside and out, wanting to take advantage of the situation to overthrow her. However, people's plans are not as good as heaven's plans, and what they did not expect was that she did not die on the border, but instead recruited Mu Han Yao under her command, which also stabilized the war on the border. Now, it seems that the pro-imperial faction is secretly plotting something in some corner.

  Feng Ao Tian was on his way back to the capital, thinking about the current situation in Feng Guo, which could only be described as "internal and external troubles". The external troubles were now relying solely on Mu Han Yao, which was not enough. She had to find loyal generals who could assist her within the shortest time possible. As for the internal troubles, it referred to the situation in the imperial court, where those flattering officials and the pro-imperial faction that eyed her covetously. These she would slowly deal with herself. What was most pressing now was to appease the people's hearts, strengthen Feng Guo's economy and military power, which were the top priorities.

  The memorials presented from all over the country, where good news is reported but not bad news, and those that praise merits are numerous. However, she also sent trusted envoys to investigate the true situation, but there were very few people she could use, and it was impossible to improve in a short period of time.

  She sat cross-legged next to the desk placed in the middle of the soft couch, flipping through the memorials one by one, quickly categorizing them. She raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Hanjin sitting quietly opposite her, pointing to the memorials on the desk: "Give you half an hour, have these memorials annotated for me. If it's not done well, I'll deal with you right here."

  Mo Hanjin listened to Feng Ao Tian's words, her light and elegant eyes were stunned again, she lowered her head, looking at the memorials that had already been categorized in front of her, and replied in a gentle voice, "Your humble servant obeys!"

  He then raised his hand and flipped through the memorial.

  On the other side, in the warm pavilion, the night demon who was sealed in ice silently scolded Feng Ao Tian countless times until the cold ice on his body was warmed up by the hot spring and he fell into the pool with a "plop". His almost frozen body finally had a hint of warmth. He panted heavily in the hot spring, his beautiful eyes rolling, gazing at the red shirt on the shore with a resentful gaze, secretly vowing that he must quickly recover his martial arts skills, and when the time comes, he will make Feng Ao Tian look good, strip off her clothes, seal her in ice as well, and cover her body with bite marks...

  Digression

  Hehe...... dear friends...... the heroine is about to clean up the trash birds...... Hoo hoo...... the handsome guy continues to heat up and increase, wow!