Feng Huaiting and Feng Zhiyao snorted coldly, and turned his head disdainfully. This has always been like this. His father since childhood only cares about his legitimate wife and son. No matter how hard he works, he will always be ignored. Feng Zhiyao suddenly felt angry and felt powerless, and he couldn't help but smiled mockingly. A clear and white figure flashed in his mind. Feng Zhiyao's originally resentful eyes suddenly became much gentler. Yes, even without the Feng family, he had nothing else. Mo Xiuyao, who grew up like a brother, had a relationship with colleagues and comrades who were not inferior to his brothers for many years. Perhaps, he would soon have his own home.

Thinking of the graceful figure in Prince Ding's Mansion, Feng Zhiyao's depressed aura suddenly disappeared. He raised his head and looked proudly at Feng Huaiting in the corner and said, "I have reported to the prince. You can come out soon. From now on... Humph!" After all, he didn't say anything decisive. Feng Zhiyao snorted and turned around and walked out. So what if he was implicated by him? He felt guilty and had his brain clipped by the door. He rescued them and did not owe each other in the future!

Feng Huaiting silently stared at the figure in red who turned away, and a hint of relief and reassurance flashed in his eyes that were a little old in the dark corner.

"The Imperial Concubine is here! The Regent is here!" Before Feng Zhiyao could walk out a few steps, a loud report came from the door. Feng Zhiyao raised his sword eyebrows, and it was fine if Mo Jingli came, even Concubine Liu came. It seems that what Duke Hua said is indeed good. Concubine Liu not only moves freely in the palace, but also can leave the palace at will. It seems... he really grasped King Li's weakness. He was not in a hurry to leave. Feng Zhiyao turned around and walked back slowly.

On the other end of the cell, Concubine Liu, dressed in white, frowned in disgust at the dirty environment in front of her. The stench in the cell could not be covered even if there was too much incense. Concubine Liu looked at Mo Jingli beside her and said unhappily: "I really don't understand, what is it necessary to come to such a place in person?"

Mo Jingli said calmly: "I don't seem to ask Concubine Liu to come."

Concubine Liu snorted lightly, and of course Mo Jingli did not ask her to come. But Tan Jizhi was missing, and no one around her gave advice. If she didn't follow her, how could she know what Mo Jingli wanted to do?

Mo Jingli didn't care about the darkness and filth of the cell. While walking in, he said, "You don't have to leave me like this. The Feng family is just a businessman. Even if I use the means, I will not face them." Concubine Liu's heart moved. The Feng family did not have enough forces to make Mo Jingli excited in the court, but their money was enough to make anyone excited. "Do you have a fancy to the Feng family's money?"

Mo Jingli said in disguise: "Do you think the Feng family is easy to offend? Because you just said that, I copied the entire Feng family. Since you have offended you, why not offend them just so that they will never turn over."

"You said it nicely. The Feng family is Mo Jingqi's people, so they will naturally not be loyal to you. Instead of being cheaper, it is better to accept it yourself. Even if there is no matter to this palace, you will sooner or later attack the Feng family." Concubine Liu sneered.

Mo Jingli also did not deny it.

While talking, the two of them had turned around the corner and reached the innermost part of the cell. But they saw a figure who shouldn't have appeared here, standing leisurely in the aisle, standing with their chests in their arms and smiling at them.

"Feng Zhiyao, you are so brave." Concubine Liu narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and sneered.

Feng Zhiyao's smile on his face became deeper, as if he was in a very happy mood. "No matter how bold he is, he is not as good as the concubine... Ah, I'm wrong, it's the concubine Tai Guifei who is about to be buried with him. As a concubine who is going to be buried with him, how dare you... still live?"

"Feng Zhiyao!" Concubine Liu gritted her teeth and stared at Feng Zhiyao with frost on her jade face. "The Ding Prince's Mansion has captured the people from this palace. Go back and tell the Ding Prince that he will come to him personally to ask for it."

Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and smiled, "I'll be spared if I come to the door in person. I'm afraid that the imperial concubine is a drunken woman, and asking for someone is fake. It's true to take the opportunity to bother us. Our princess is very jealous, so for the sake of the peace and peace of the prince and the Ding Prince's Mansion, I will replace the prince to reject the queen's kindness."

"Rareless!" Concubine Liu angrily rebuked. She was not afraid that everyone in the world knew that she liked Mo Xiuyao, but she also hated others' deep affection for mocking her.

Mo Jingli frowned and interrupted the two of them unhappily, "I am not here to listen to your nonsense. Feng San, you are really brave. Do you think you can trespass into Dali Temple with the support of Prince Ding's Mansion?"

Feng Zhiyao smiled faintly, "Where is the prince who has won the award. The prince has confiscated the Feng family without evidence and no charges. Compared with the prince, his ability here is simply not worth mentioning."

When he saw Feng Zhiyao, he naturally thought of the person behind Feng Zhiyao. This made Mo Jingli frown. He didn't want to fight with Mo Xiuyao now and didn't plan to mess with Mo Xiuyao. However, Mo Xiuyao's long-term stay in the capital made many of his plans unable to be implemented. Mo Jingli did not ask why Concubine Liu wanted to capture the Feng family, and he also wanted to attack the Feng family. With Concubine Liu as a shield, why not do it for him? But he always thought that Feng San had a weak relationship with the Feng family. Is Feng San's intervention in the Feng family representing his own or the entire Dingwang Mansion? Or... Mo Xiuyao also targeted the Feng family's fat meat?

With his eyebrows frowned, Mo Jingli asked, "Is it good to King Ding?"

Feng Zhiyao looked at Mo Jingli in front of him in surprise. He was really a scholar who had been separated for three days. If Mo Jingli mentioned Mo Xiuyao's curse and mocking a few years ago, he would have been very well educated, but now he could still ask him so calmly. Sure enough, power is the most likely thing to make a change. Nodded, Feng Zhiyao smiled and said, "If you are worried about King Li, our prince has always been safe."

"Is that right?" Mo Jingli said: "I seem to have heard that the King of Xiling Town, Nan, seems to be interested in increasing troops to the border. I wonder what King Ding has plans?"

Feng Zhiyao said with a slight smile: "The prince said he is on vacation and all things are left to Mr. Qingchen to deal with. The prince is afraid that he will ask Mr. Qingchen for this matter."

Mo Jingli and Feng Zhiyao are also acquaintances. They knew that if they really went around with him, they would be afraid that they would not be able to talk about anything until tomorrow morning. They had to take the lead in changing the topic and said, "Is this the Third Master Feng here to see Mr. Feng?"

Feng Zhiyao shrugged and answered. Mo Jingli said lightly: "The matters of the Feng family are somewhat related to the Ding Prince's Mansion, but this matter is not counted if I say it. Otherwise, it would be fine to give Mr. Feng the third son to the face of Ding."

Feng Zhiyao lowered his eyes. Is Mo Jingli telling him that he was not him who targeted the Feng family? He smiled coldly in his heart, believing that Mo Jingli was a fool. He glanced at Concubine Liu next to him indifferently, afraid that this woman was the one who was used by others. It turned out to be a fool with a beautiful face in white. No wonder the prince looked down on him.
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