Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Wang Xuanzhen passed the steps just right, and the Queen Mother was exonerated from the rest of the Criminal Department when she went out. Her eyes lingered on Lin Qi for a while, but she called Han Feng into the inner hall.

Lynch stood outside, his expression unconcealed, anxious.

Wang Xuanzhen looked at him quietly, thinking of himself again.

Back then the Queen Mother was not favored, but Wang Xuanzhen was very happy when he found out, he was ignorant and thought that the late Emperor didn't like the Queen Mother, so he would let the Queen Mother go home.

He was just an older sister who treated him very well, and hoped that her sister would come back and continue to pamper him.

It snowed a lot that winter, and he was most afraid of the cold, and usually stayed in his room and refused to go out. When he heard that his mother was going to visit his sister in the palace instead of his father, he immediately jumped up and said that it would be better for him to go.

He was still shivering on the road with a hand stove. What Wang Xuanzhen didn't expect was that his sister's life in the palace was worse than at home. The palace was so cold that his teeth were chattering, and his sister's face was frozen blue and she was dressed so thinly. , and the emperor didn't seem to be a good character to get along with.

Wang Xuanzhen couldn't be happier anymore, when he left the palace, he looked back at the deep palace three times a step at a time, his expression was just as anxious as Lynch's at the moment.

"Don't worry," Wang Xuanzhen said in a low voice, "The Empress Dowager will not make things difficult for him."

What Lynch was worried about was not this. He had no doubts about Han Feng's ability to exercise power. What he worried about was that Han Feng would sink deeper and deeper into the vortex of power and walk towards the same fate as in his previous life.

When the water is clear, there are no fish. The longer he spends in officialdom, the more Lynch feels how difficult it is for Han Feng to achieve his goal in this world.

"Thank you Uncle Guo for your timely help." Lin Qi thanked Wang Xuanzhen distractedly.

Wang Xuanzhen suddenly said: "Lin Qi, will you be my son?"

"Ah?" Lynch was very surprised, his thoughts were disturbed, and he wondered if he heard it wrong.

"Yes, you should be my adoptive son, so that no one will dare to offend you in the future." Wang Xuanzhen just had a flash of inspiration, and the more he spoke, he became more and more excited, "After I die, all my private property will also be yours. "

Lynch couldn't laugh or cry, "Uncle Guo, don't be joking."

Wang Xuanzhen went crazy for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, so he lowered his head and fell into fantasy.

Qian Buhuan watched from the sidelines and looked at Lynch with admiration.

The beautiful men around Wang Xuanzhen come and go, he has seen all kinds of them, they are nothing more than power-sex transactions, or even more stupid, addicted to Wang Xuanzhen's beauty and can't help himself, Wang Xuanzhen never has no nostalgia for it, it's all just passing by.

Adopt son?Unheard of.

In the inner hall of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the Queen Mother looked Han Feng up and down, and suddenly opened her mouth and said, "You are the presiding judge of Zhang Fengxi's case?"

"Yes."

"It's Lynch written on the file."

"The minister is afraid that the grand master will be angry, so that's why."

The Queen Mother chuckled, "You are honest."

"In front of the queen mother, there is no need for me to hide." Han Feng said calmly with his face down.

"Just now in the outer hall, I see that you are very protective of Mr. Lin." The Queen Mother's eyelashes fluttered up and down, and the light seemed to be gone. "The relationship seems to be very good."

"I can't talk about any feelings in the officialdom, but through Master Lin." Han Feng raised his face with a faint smile on his face, "in the eyes of the Queen Mother."

The smile on the Queen Mother's face gradually faded, she seemed to understand why Wang Xuanzhen cared so much about these two people.

resembles.

The past is old, it has been too long, so long that the Queen Mother no longer remembers the time when she was a royal nobleman. Today she is wearing fox fur over her long skirt, which is as light and soft as a spring day, and her ten fingers are covered with bright red paint. Kou Dan, but every time she saw Wang Xuanzhen, she suddenly returned to that icy cold winter day in the past.

"You are fine," the Queen Mother said slowly, "I believe that people like you will create the value I want for this Palace."

Everything was planned by Han Feng.

The relationship condensed by interests is the strongest, but also the most fragile. It only takes a little external force to break the delicate balance, and then slide all the way down the abyss of destruction.

Han Feng understood, and lowered his head, "I will not let the queen mother down."

The Queen Mother and Han Feng walked out of the inner hall one after the other. As soon as Lynch saw the figures of the two, he immediately moved half a step forward, then stopped with reason, and the Queen Mother's eyes flicked across Lynch's body , landed on Wang Xuanzhen's face, nodded slightly to Wang Xuanzhen, Wang Xuanzhen followed.

Lin Qi didn't care about the Queen Mother. He kept looking at Han Feng. After the Queen Mother and his party left, he stepped forward and grabbed Han Feng's outstretched arm. He frowned and said, "How?"

"The Empress Dowager wants to break with Yan Fuzhao," Han Feng said to Lin Qi with a solemn face and a rare tone of sternness, "You are too impulsive today."

Lynch looked ashamed, "I just can't bear the innocent victims of my colleagues."

"It's enough to kill Zhang Fengxi..." Lynch said in a low voice.

Some time had passed since Zhang Fengxi's death, and Lin Qi never mentioned it again. This matter was buried between the two of them tacitly, and Han Feng almost forgot about it.

Hearing this name from Lynch suddenly, Han Feng felt as if he had passed away for a few moments. The joy of mutual love dazzled his mind, making him feel like a fairy and confused.

Han Feng withdrew his hand, clenched his hands behind his back, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry."

"I understand your ambition," Lynch said quietly, "power is sweet, who doesn't want to pick it up, but what about after you have power? Han Feng, have you thought about it? And on the way to gain power, what will you pay? What to sacrifice and what to give up..."

Han Feng was discouraged when he heard what Lynch said, and his heart was flustered. He stretched out his hand and hugged Lynch into his arms, and squeezed him tightly, "Don't talk stupidly, you are the most important thing in my heart." He thought Having power is nothing more than to keep Lynch.

There was movement outside, Lynch immediately pushed him away.

Officials from the Criminal Department came in to express their thanks. Lin Qi and Han Feng calmed down and greeted everyone. The bloody smell outside had not yet dissipated, and everyone in the Criminal Department was still terrified.

Minister of the Criminal Ministry, a second-rank official, does not use any excuses, does not convict, but is not courteous. The Queen Mother said that he would be cut alive, which is extremely cruel.

After the few officials exchanged their thoughts on the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, they began to criticize Sanghuai and talk about the harshness of the Queen Mother, from which the dissatisfaction with the women's regent ran all the way to the most poisonous women's hearts, and even their own mothers were scolded. Seeing this, Lynch responded with a few words to avoid leaving.

Han Feng wanted to leave too, surrounded by officials, asking him why the Queen Mother left him alone, Han Feng could only watch Lynch's leaving back from a distance in the crowd.

It was late at night, and Han Feng went to Lin's mansion alone, but was told that "the uncle's mansion sent someone to pick up the young master." Even though Han Feng believed that Wang Xuanzhen had no ill intentions towards Lin Qi, he didn't want Lin Qi to have a close relationship with Wang Xuanzhen at all. , he always felt that a person like Wang Xuanzhen was not worthy to associate with Lynch.

This idea came to mind, Han Feng turned around, and after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly froze in place.

If this is the case, isn't Lynch himself the most unworthy to associate with?

After the death of Lynch in his previous life, in order to climb up, he used all available people and things, his hands were already dirty, and now he seems to be repeating the same mistakes - in the name of protecting Lynch.

When Lin Qi came back from the uncle's mansion, the attendants came up to greet him and said, "Master Han is here, squatting in the side hall, no one can persuade him."

Lynch asked suspiciously, "Squatting?"

"Yes."

What is squatting? Lynch hurriedly walked towards the side hall with his hands behind his back. As soon as he passed by, he saw Han Fengzheng squatting on the stone steps. In the night, several stone steps were covered by his blue robes.

"Squatting, I still want to call it squatting," Lynch couldn't help crying, "It's late at night, what are you doing sitting on the stone steps, get up."

Han Feng didn't move, and whispered: "Uncle Guo asked you why?"

Lynch waved his hand to screen off the servants, and then said: "Uncle Wang Guo is confused, and said he wants to recognize me as his adopted son."

Han Feng said softly, "You don't want to."

"That's natural." Lynch thought of Wang Xuanzhen's tireless efforts to put on all kinds of benefits, and was disappointed after being rejected by him, and felt a little absurd. .”

Han Feng stretched out his hand, and the sleeve slipped down, revealing a big hand with strong bones. Lin Qi was stunned, and quickly reached out to pull him up, but his palm fell into Han Feng's palm, but Han Feng exerted force. He fell down with all his strength and landed on Han Feng's shoulder.

Han Feng hugged him and said in a low voice, "Zifei, I want to hug you."

Lynch patted him on the back, "Okay."

The night was bright and bright, although there was no moon, the sky was full of stars and boundless. Lin Qi sat in Han Feng's arms, Han Feng put his arms around his waist, leaned his head on his belly, and said nothing.

Lynch gently stroked his long hair, "During the day, I was the one who was impulsive, and I naturally know what you mean, so I shouldn't question you like that."

Han Feng squeezed his arms tightly, "It was my fault."

[The blackening degree of the target person is reduced by 50%]

Lin Qi was stunned, and suddenly understood why Han Feng was so frustrated.

A person of flesh and blood has to experience great pain from white to black, and going from darkness to light, isn't it another heart-piercing denial and suspicion of his own suffering?

Lynch lowered his head, hugged Han Feng, and kissed him lightly on the hair, "There is never any right or wrong between you and me."

Han Fenghui hugged him, and the two hugged quietly for a while, Han Feng suddenly raised his head from Lin Qi's arms, his eyes were bright, and his expression was righteous, "Zifei, I think a little bit."

As soon as Lynch lowered his head, a large portion of the cyan robe sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Is this called a bit?

Lynch smiled slightly, "It's cold outside, you carry me in."

The house was also cold, the master wasn't there, and the servants didn't burn charcoal. The cold temperature contrasted with the passion between the two. Han Feng randomly pulled the quilt and stuffed Lynch inside, then sneaked into it himself, using his hands and feet to take it off. Lynch's clothes, no matter how handsome a gentleman is in bed, he is also impatient.

The tide of emotion was rolling, and the estrangement during the day was all gone. Lin Qi held Han Feng's face and kissed softly. Feng snorted softly, and the two of them huddled together, moist and lingering.

Under the dark and warm quilt, Lin Qi raised his foot and hooked Han Feng's waist and got slightly closer to him.

Han Feng raised his eyes and met Lin Qi's eyes. In the complete darkness, he was able to see Lin Qi so clearly. The stars fell into Lin Qi's eyes, full of affection.

Han Feng's heart felt hot, but he opened his mouth and closed it slowly.

Han Feng struggled violently in his heart. In his heart, he always felt that if he did it to the end, he would really humiliate Lynch. He only looked at Lynch eagerly and restrained, ready to move.

Lin Qi opened his lips, kissed Han Feng's lips moistly, and answered Han Feng's unspoken words in a silent voice, "I can bear it, come on."