Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 642 Broken 3
Feng Qi didn't go to Luanfeng Palace, but went directly to Yushufang.

After Gong Wuxie reported about Consort Dou and Princess Hanyue, as well as the mastermind behind them, she was dismissed by Feng Qi.

When the young Right Prime Minister left full of doubts, he was very sure that his master was in a bad mood. However, this bad mood did not mean that he was angry, but that he seemed to be in a low mood, as if he was full of worries but could not appeal to him. Ordinary.

Right Prime Minister suddenly became a little restless.

When will the wise and powerful master of his family encounter such a situation?He couldn't help but wondered, just now he came out of Xuantian Palace, the master seemed to say that Chu Feimo fainted, could it be because of this incident?

Chu Feimo fainted, making Feng Qi feel down?
The corner of Gong Wuxie's mouth twitched, feeling a little messy because of this thought, but if not, what else could make him so preoccupied?Because of the queen?
Maybe he can only guess like this, because apart from the queen, he really can't think of anything else in this world that can affect the mood of his Patriarch.

Right Prime Minister thought for a while, but couldn't think of a reason, but it seems that he shouldn't worry too much about the matter between the empress and the empress, and there are still many things to do in his hands now-aside from the already Consort Dou and Princess Hanyue who were thrown into the dungeon, as well as the Jin family, Ming family, and the Xifeng imperial family who were making cloudy plans.

He also heard a little about the Lord's intentions from Mu Xi before, so he didn't need to pay too much attention to it, and let Da Zhou Ji Moxiu deal with them directly, and they could just watch from the sidelines.

Gong Wuxie thought about it, in this way, he only needs to send someone to secretly watch every move of these three forces, and grasp their intentions at any time. In this way, he can still be happy and at ease, and he can save a little time. Cultivate the relationship with the little girl at home before transitioning from siblings to husband and wife...

In the brightly lit imperial study room, Feng Qi sat behind the imperial case, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the notebook in front of him, his eyes fixed on the opened memorial, but his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and his brows were slightly furrowed , It seems to be locked in a knot that cannot be untied.

This kind of Feng Qi, not to mention Feng Yuche, is the few humerus ministers who are closest to Feng Qi, that is, they have never seen it before.

The fragrance of tea was dense, and Feng Yuche walked to the imperial case with a cup of freshly brewed tea, "My lord."

Feng Qi didn't speak, and seemed to be distracted.

Feng Yuche raised his eyes slightly, and after only one glance, he lowered his gaze silently.

The teacup in his hand was very hot, but he held it steadily. Even though the heat of the teacup was stimulating the blisters on his fingertips and palms, and there were heart-pounding tingling pains from both hands at the same time, there was no expression on his face. Showing the slightest pain.

It took three days to learn how to make tea, but the price was that the palms were full of blisters, and there were scars on both arms left by Mu Xi with a hard ruler.

Holding scalding hot water, when you go down with a ruler, your hands must not shake, otherwise the boiling water in the cup will splash out, scalding the back of your hands, and the rules have to be repeated until you are beaten while holding boiling water, and you can still keep your hands steady. If it is like a rock, it is considered as a pass—but no one has really endured that pain, and no one will know how much pain a ruler that can be seen everywhere in rich families and colleges can cause in Mu Xi's hands.

Under such severe pain, it was simply impossible to keep his hands from shaking.

This is the rule that Mu Xi set up for him, without any mercy, only the small space of the imperial study room made him really taste the torture like hell.

After a day of discipline, the two arms and palms were almost abolished, which made Feng Yuche feel fear and sadness as if he could not see hope. He thought that he would die directly in Mu Xi's hands.

However, maybe even he himself did not expect that he actually did it, and it only took three days-although to him who was in it, these three days were simply longer than the previous three months Difficult.

Feng Yuche understood in his heart that Mu Xi was only training him as a shadow guard who served the Lord personally, and did not mean to torture him deliberately, because after learning the rules, Mu Xi gave him the most Good court wound medicine, two hands that were swollen into steamed buns, under the action of the wound medicine, the swelling gradually disappeared after only a few hours, only some blisters have not completely healed.

After learning the rules, the tea can be made, but Feng Yuche didn't know what to do when he was in a bad mood facing the Lord.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he stood silently and respectfully by the side, letting the time pass quietly until the tea water gradually lost its temperature, then he turned back to the desk, made another cup of hot tea, and quietly walked away with the tea Go back to the imperial case.

Feng Qi meditated on the memorial for a long time, and after the tea in Feng Yuche's hand had cooled down again and replaced it with new tea, he finally raised his hand, rubbed the space between his eyebrows, and then reviewed the memorial one by one.

After solving Xiao Shangao's stack of papers, he put down the imperial brush in his hand, looked up at Feng Yuche, and stretched out his hand, Feng Yuche quietly and humbly handed over the teacup in his hands.

Feng Qi took it, took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, and looked up out of the window, "What time is it?"

The voice was indifferent, no special emotion could be heard, and Feng Yuche couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or not, so he only replied respectfully, "It's getting close to Zishi."

The past few days when Feng Yuche entered the imperial study, although the days were difficult, he remembered very clearly that Feng Qi had never stayed in the imperial study until this hour.The relationship between the emperor and the empress is good, and the empress is pregnant again. The emperor will go back to Luanfeng Palace to sleep with the empress every night after Xu hour. Tonight is obviously an exception. It is already Zi hour, but the emperor has not yet returned Intend?
Although he had thoughts in his heart, Feng Yuche didn't open his mouth, nor did he show any emotion on his face, until Feng Qi put down the teacup, continued to pick up the memorial, flipped through each book, and quickly reviewed it, he whispered Said: "It's getting late, the Lord should go back and rest."

"Mu Xi didn't teach you what silence is?" Feng Qi glanced at him, with a somewhat cold tone, "Your duty is to obey orders, and you don't need to say anything else."

When Feng Yuche heard the words, the corners of her lips pursed, and she immediately knelt down on her knees, "Your subordinate is overstepping, please be punished by the master."

Feng Qi didn't speak, and looked away lightly, looking at the memorial in his hand, but couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart, that little girl... probably has to think wildly tonight.

Thinking of Chu Feimo, thinking of Jiuzhuan Soul Cultivating Pill, thinking of Linyue, Feng Qi felt a dull pain in his temples.

(End of this chapter)