I want it all

Shen Feiyun was preoccupied, the carriage stopped in front of the East Palace Mingde Hall, he got out of the carriage, only to realize that the rest of the people had left, only himself, Mo Tingfeng and the crown prince Jian Yike were left.

Jian Yike smiled and said: "It's getting late, I hope Mr. Shen will not dislike the shabby residence and stay in the East Palace for a night."

Shen Feiyun rushed back to Zhenbeihou's mansion in a hurry, and politely refused: "I'm extremely humble, I'm not a noble person, I live in the same place with the crown prince, it really pollutes the cleanliness of the East Palace, I beg you to leave immediately."

"When the ban has passed, you can't enter and leave the palace without a pass token. Even on the streets of Chang'an, if you are caught by patrolling officers and soldiers, it will be torture." Jian Yike asked curiously, "Mr. Shen is in a hurry to go out at this time. What did the emperor say ?”

"Your Majesty said that he wants me to find someone who hid his will and jade seal, which might be detrimental to Jiangshan Sheji." Shen Feiyun said.

Jian Yike was very excited when he heard the will and Yuxi: "Who is that man, and where is he now?"

"I can't say it." Shen Feiyun shook his head, "I have sworn to God that I will never reveal a word about this person until I kill the thief and bring the object back."

Jian Yike calmed down instantly as if cold water had been poured over her head, and she spoke with a smile.

"Since I promised my father that I can't say anything, I won't force Mr. Shen. It's just that Jian Yichen is not good for his father, and he has a hundred thousand elite soldiers. I'm afraid that he will attack Chang'an, and the country will be at stake. If the will and the jade seal fall into his hands, he will tamper with it Isn’t it justified by the imperial decree to ascend the throne in the eyes of others?”

"Indeed." Shen Feiyun said coldly.

He knew that he couldn't get out easily, so he followed Jian Yike into Mingde Hall.The hall is brightly lit all night long.The eunuchs in the hall are all handsome, and the maids are slim.

The table is made of high-quality red sandalwood, and the tea brewed by the maid is Wuyi Lapsang Souchong, which is lit with aloes.

Shen Feiyun sniffed lightly twice, feeling more contemptuous and disdainful in his heart.

Added ingredients to the agarwood, it is a kind of Huagong powder called Tanfanglip.

Some Huagong Sans, such as Twisting Silver Threads, Gathering Gold Sleeves, etc., are colorless, odorless, and hard to guard against, but their efficacy is not as overbearing as Tanfang Lips.Tanfang's lips hurt the root, if you don't take the antidote first, you will hurt the root after inhalation.

At this moment, Shen Feiyun is extremely grateful to his master, he has been poisoned since he was a child, and this Hua Gong San can do nothing for him.At the same time, he has a clearer understanding of Jian Yike's character. He deserves to be a villain who poisoned his father. Medication to a person he just met is very in line with Jian Yike's villain image.

Perhaps because of conceit, she felt that Shen Feiyun was already a turtle in the urn, so Jian Yike stopped talking to Shen Feiyun and chatted with Mo Tingfeng instead.

"What happened to the Qingzhou branch?" Jian Yike's tone was full of dissatisfaction, "Since this year, the amount of money offered for offering has decreased a lot. Could it be that someone has been motivated by selfishness..."

Mo Tingfeng took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Maybe."

Listening to Jian Yike's words, Shen Feiyun was really not interested, he just felt drowsy, and there were mosquitoes and flies buzzing in his ears.When it was Mo Tingfeng's turn to speak, he was a little interested, and felt that Mo Tingfeng's indifferent appearance was very different from when he was molesting him.

Jian Yike seemed dissatisfied with Mo Tingfeng's answer, feeling that the other party was pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He simply pointed out: "In the past, the Qingzhou sub-altar was run by Mi Le alone. This year he left and handed over the affairs to He You. I went to beat Mi Le, and he promised me to investigate clearly, but just returned to the altar. If you say it, you will be killed by He You."

"Not exactly." Mo Tingfeng nodded, "I received news that I rushed from Mobei to Qingzhou to investigate, and I caught the murderer who killed Mi Le. This person is called Su Lang. Mi Le's death has nothing to do with He You."

Shen Feiyun frowned when he heard Su Lang's name, fearing that Jian Yike would order Mo Tingfeng to kill Su Lang for revenge.Fortunately, Jian Yike doesn't care about Mi Le's life, but only cares about whether the Qingzhou branch is loyal or not.

Jian Yike sneered, and said, "Don't avoid the important ones, I want to know why you didn't deal with He You?"

"Too lazy to deal with it." Mo Tingfeng put down his teacup, "He You has a solid foundation in Qingzhou and is well-known in the Central Plains. If I kill him, the disciples in Qingzhou will not be guaranteed to scatter. I don't want to take risks."

Seeing that his teacup was empty, the maid immediately came up to fill it up, then put down the teapot, standing motionless behind Jian Yike like a stone statue.

Shen Feiyun had met He You a few times, but he didn't find this person annoying, on the contrary, he felt that this person was somewhat desirable.

He You can be considered a respectable figure in the world, but in Jian Yike and Mo Tingfeng's mouth, he is like chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, no different from animals.If it is beneficial to them, keep this person; if it is not beneficial to them, consider whether to remove it.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help feeling sad for He You.

It's just that Mo Tingfeng's words were beyond his expectation.

According to rumors in the rivers and lakes, the young master of the Sacred Fire Cult is an out-and-out devil, and if there is something that annoys him a little bit, it is trivial to lose his life, and it is really regrettable that he cannot survive or die.

Shen Feiyun thought to himself: Most of the rumors in the world are unrealistic, and my friend Jian Yishan is only a little sentimental, and when it comes to other people's mouths, he becomes a prodigal son who has failed thousands of girls.

It seems that this little devil is also the same, he should have done a lot of bad things, but he is definitely not a person who does whatever he wants.The holy fire taught him to grow rapidly in his hands, far better than Mo Wuya's time. This required a lot of mental effort, and threats and deterrence alone were not enough.

Thinking of this, he became more and more puzzled, what does such a powerful person like in him?It is estimated that he still thinks he is a little interesting, and he is just teasing him as a plaything.

Mo Tingfeng's words were watertight, but Jian Yike was particularly dissatisfied.

Jian Yike said forcefully: "The more powerful He You is, the greater the harm he will be if he is unfaithful. You can't keep such a person, you can deal with it sometime."

"No." Mo Tingfeng picked up the teacup again, "Think about how He You can replace Mi Le. Let's do the same, build up a new person, and gradually replace He You. If you can fight without bloodshed, don't go to war."

Jian Yike felt better now.

He is used to giving orders, and he would never see anyone disobeying him, so Mo Tingfeng didn't do what he said, which made him feel resentful.But he has no military power, and at most he has friendship with the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, so he really can't help the Holy Fire Cult.

Mo Tingfeng kept refuting him, but fortunately he finally gave him an answer and handed him a nomination certificate.

At this point, Shen Feiyun knew in his heart that these two people did not shy away from him when they talked about things, there were only two possibilities - either they were going to win him over and become a grasshopper on the same boat with him; It doesn't matter.

It was night, Jian Yike and Mo Tingfeng reconciled the accounts, and checked the silver coins offered in each sub-altar one by one.

As the oil lamp gradually dimmed, Jian Yike suddenly slapped the table and said angrily: "Who is responsible for refilling the oil, so careless, why don't you come out for me?"

A little eunuch ran out, plopped down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Your Highness, calm down, this slave was careless for a while, please forgive this slave..."

Jian Yike didn't stop, he kept shouting "Please forgive the slave", and kowtowed until the white jade drill was stained with blood.

"Are you awake?" Jian Yike waved his hand, "When you wake up, go and refuel, there will be no next time."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." The eunuch quickly wiped away the tears on his face, trotted to the wall, and added oil to the lamp one by one.

As Maozheng approached, the eunuchs and maidservants had a sleepless night, and one of Tiandeng was caught dozing off, which scared everyone into fear, fearing that it would be their turn next.

It was windy and windy outside, and there was no sunrise, so it was dark.

After Jian Yike and Mo Tingfeng chatted, he yawned tiredly, got up and said, "It's getting late, let's go to rest, and I will send someone to call you in two hours." After finishing speaking, he pointed to cheer The eunuch said, "Come here."

The eunuch wanted to control his expression, but he couldn't do it, so he looked sad.

Jian Yike pulled the eunuch over, pushed him into Mo Tingfeng's arms, and said, "Take this blind slave to sleep."

"No need." Mo Tingfeng straightened the eunuch and walked to Shen Feiyun's side, "I'll rest with him, don't send extra people to disturb us."

Jian Yike raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands, and said, "Bring the things up."

A beautiful maid came forward with a wooden tray, in which there were intricately made chains.

"Almost forgot about you, Shen Er." Jian Yike smiled slightly, "You cut off my sword earlier and made me look ugly in front of everyone. The emperor told you about you, but you refused to tell me. These things add to the Together, how should I fix you?"

Shen Feiyun shrugged and said with a smile, "I'm curious too."

It seems that Jian Yike is really relieved of Hua Gong San, and feels that he has lost all his martial arts now and can be manipulated by others.

"Don't touch him," Mo Tingfeng said in a cold voice, "Shen Feiyun is mine, you want to punish him, have you asked me?"

"What?" Jian Yike was deeply surprised, and almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

This Mo Tingfeng was serious about Shen Feiyun, and he did not hesitate to offend himself for Shen Feiyun.Mo Tingfeng likes men, he knew it a few years ago, and sent countless people to the other's bed. He never saw the other party being serious, and treated them as playthings, throwing them away after use.

Only then did Jian Yike look at Shen Feiyun and take a closer look.

Apart from jealousy and resentment, he had to admit that the man in front of him was extremely handsome, every part of his face was carefully sculpted by the creator, with sharp edges and corners, and his body could not hide his aura, which was natural.

It seemed reasonable for Mo Tingfeng to fall in love with such a person at first sight, and not to be touched by others.

"Then give him to you." Jian Yike threw the chain over, "Since you like it, handcuff him so that he won't struggle and slip away."

Shen Feiyun quietly stared at Mo Tingfeng, watching him take the chain and walk towards him.

He began to estimate, took out the paper fan and defeated Mo Tingfeng, avoided the Imperial Forest Army in the palace, then walked through the long streets, and finally returned to Zhenbeihou's Mansion.

—Impossible.

Shen Feiyun smiled wryly, stretched out his hands, and let Mo Tingfeng put on the chains.

"Offended." Mo Tingfeng said softly, barely audible.