Yan Fuzhao did not disappoint Han Feng's expectations, and it was not in vain that he had provoked and suggested countless times. In terms of rhetoric, Yan Fuzhao thought he had reached the pinnacle, but he did not know that Han Feng was the real expert.

Yan Fuzhao was inferior to ten thousand people, and he had been depressed for a long time. As long as he pressed that person down, he could truly dominate the world. The Queen Mother and the female sect could use the emperor to command the princes. He

What can't be?

Yan Fuzhao rebelled vigorously with the title of returning to power by the emperor and the emperor.

A small coup was quietly staged in the night.

"Ministry of Justice..." Yan Fuzhao was wearing a cloak, and half of his face was hidden in the shadow. "I have recorded this skill."

The garrison in the capital stood respectfully behind Han Feng. Together with the 30,000 guards stationed in the suburbs of Beijing, they stretched like snakes in the dark night, and a dangerous lead was held in Han Feng's hand. He smiled, "You are polite, Grand Master."

”

Lynch also stood beside Han Feng. Han Feng was about to raise an uprising, and he couldn't feel at ease no matter where Lynch was placed. The most reassuring thing was to let Lynch be under his nose.

The palace in front of us is solemn and cold, like a dormant beast in the night. Yan Fuzhao looked up and looked up. On spring nights, there was a faint fragrance in the air. This is the smell of this palace, mixed with fragrance.

With the fragrance of precious flowers in the world.

"Click the door—" Yan Fuzhao said gloomyly, "Kill!"

Han Feng calmly changed positions with the Beijing garrison. The two exchanged their eyes. The Beijing garrison nodded slightly. Han Feng had already stood on Lynch's left, raised his hand and naturally hooked Lynch's shoulder, and whispered: "

Follow me."

"Well." Lynch was also very nervous. Of course he believed in Han Feng, but it was also exciting to experience the changes of a dynasty in person.

The power of the capital guards was far better than that of the palace guards, and Yan Fuzhao entered the palace of the Empress Dowager almost without any effort.

The torches surrounded by the guards illuminated the forbidden palace. The Queen Mother looked at Yan Fuzhao who was surrounded by a thin dress and calmly, "Yan Fuzhao, are you trying to force the palace? This is a crime of rebellion!"

Yan Fuzhao laughed, "What a big joke. You poisoned the late emperor and the young emperor one after another. Is it worthy of talking to me about whether to plot against me?"

This is to reveal the Queen Mother's legacy. Lynch only knows that the Queen Mother's setting is the number one villain. He didn't expect that the Queen Mother is so powerful. He killed two emperors, and even the late emperor died at her hands.

He was surprised to hear that and quietly grabbed Han Feng's hand. Han Feng was about to hold his hand, but the two of them held each other under the official uniform.

Han Feng's hands were warm, and Lynch's heart calmed down.

"Trial Master," facing the accusation of poisoning the emperor, the Queen Mother still smiled calmly, "You are so bloody and squirting to others is really scared by me, Lord Han--"

"I'm here." Han Feng said loudly, standing firmly with Lynch at the palace gate.

The Queen Mother was supported by the palace servants and said lazily: "Teacher Yan not only committed a serious crime of treason, but also slandered the palace, deemed as contempt of the royal family, and punished multiple crimes, but he was not taken down."

"Wang Pingxin, you are still confused when you die," Yan Fu Zhaoli's eyes shot at Han Feng, "The demon queen is here, and she still won't take action!"

Han Feng held Lynch's hand and lowered his eyes and said, "Take down the person who plots to rebel!"

"Yes!" The garrison in the capital waved his hand violently, and his arms wrapped in golden armor suddenly appeared in the darkness. The guard immediately waved his sword toward Yan Fuzhao's private soldiers beside him.

Yan Fuzhao's private soldiers fell down without any warning. The sound of the blade stabbing into the human body stimulated Lynch's eardrums, and he turned around and couldn't bear to look.

If the uterus changes, it will cause bleeding.

And this time, Yan Fuzhao's blood was shed.

When Yan Fuzhao died, Han Feng turned against him for some reason and fell under the palace stairs - he died with his eyes closed.

The Queen Mother raised her head and took a deep breath of the bloody smell. The deeper the smile on her face, some people might be afraid of the smell of blood, but she had long fallen in love with this smell, which belongs to the taste of power.

"Han Feng, you did a good job." The Queen Mother looked at Han Feng from the outskirts of her eyes, "I have not disappointed my expectations for you."

Han Feng was still standing with a blank expression on his face. From beginning to end, he stood beside Lynch without moving half a step towards Yan Fuzhao or the Queen Mother.

"Queen Mother ..."

A trembling voice came from behind the palace gate.

The Imperial Guards and the Guards moved aside in turn.

The young emperor walked slowly, and under the light of the torch, he mustered up the courage to look at the Queen Mother who had been oppressing and unable to circumvent his head. "You poisoned the late emperor, and you have all the evidences and evidences, and you have detained them in the Ministry of Justice. As long as I say a word,

I will order this matter to the world, and then your nine clans will not be protected."

The moment the young emperor appeared, the Queen Mother knew it in her heart.

Han Feng... It turns out that she is the person she likes, she is exactly the same as her. How can a person like them to stand on the top of power?

The Queen Mother shot her eyes to the shadows, and Han Feng's tall figure stood a slightly shorter figure. The two were inseparable, as if they were connected.

The palace was transformed into a prison sentence for the empress dowager and returned to the emperor. Han Feng was named the emperor as the Grand Tutor as in his previous life, but what he pursued was already different from his previous life. He decisively resigned to the emperor. The emperor could not resist him and appointed him as the Grand Tutor.

, the nominal imperial teacher.

Wang Xuanzhen realized that he had been deceived by Han Feng, and led his people to kill the Han Mansion, but he was stunned.

The spring is just right, and birds sing at the horns of the pavilion. Han Feng lay on Lynch's thigh and held a collection of poems to read, and commented while reading, "Soul, tragic, and vulgar."

Lynch laughed, "My father's last work is not in the eyes of your grand tutor?"

Han Feng stopped and said slowly after a while: "It turns out that it is the poem by Lord Censor. I am superficial and don't know how to appreciate it."

Lynch laughed, Han Feng is now ranked as the tutor, and the system determines that he has completed his power and his power, and his blackening value is also slowly decreasing. Specifically, he eats soft meals for one more day in Lin's mansion, and it will drop.

One point, there is only a little left now, maybe it is not as high as the blackening value of Lynch determined by the system now.

"You can do your lunch today," Lynch pulled back the poetry collection from Han Feng's hand, flipped a few pages, and raised his eyebrows, "The Lin family has no food for you."

"Zifei," Han Feng hugged his waist and said softly, "I was wrong. I don't know Mount Tai." He raised his eyes and slapped his short and dense eyelashes, "Lord Taishan has a spirit underground, too

I will definitely not bear to have his son-in-law to endure hunger.”

This pun intended 'Taishan' made Lynch smile widen. He shave Han Feng's nose lightly, lowered his head and bit Han Feng's lips, "Grease mouth and tongue."

Han Feng took the opportunity to hold his neck, stick out his tongue, and practiced Lynch's evaluation of him without hesitation.

The two were laughing and making noises came from outside. It seemed that someone had entered the Lin Mansion. Lynch hurriedly patted Han Feng on the shoulder and separated from him.

Han Feng also sat up and slapped his face. He had guessed who was coming.

Wang Xuanzhen, Yan Fuzhao, Wang Dun, and even the young emperor of the present, Han Feng all deceived them all, leveraged the power to fight, and the many people joined forces to mediate. Except for Lynch, he never said a word to anyone.

truth.

"Han Feng, what have you promised me?!"

When Lynch saw Wang Xuanzhen, he was very surprised.

Wang Xuanzhen... became much older, her black temples suddenly became frosted, and her originally smooth and fair skin also quietly wrinkled. He was like a flower that had bloomed to the end of the road and finally ushered in the time when the flowers were defeated.

"Uncle," Han Feng still called him like this because he was kind to Lynch, and Han Feng was still kind of polite to him, "Although I didn't let you vent your anger with your own hands, I can't break my promise. If you want to know,

I can send you into the palace and ask the Queen Mother.”

The claustrophobic palace does not seem to be different from the past. Wild grass grows freely from the corners of the palace walls. Wang Pingxin sat on the palace steps and watched quietly. The warm spring sun shone on her back, and she slowly fell into memories.

.

The emperor favored her younger brother.

She thought to herself: There is nothing we can do about it. The emperor's love is thunder to mortals. Who can resist it? Besides, she can bear to give up her body, why can't Wang Xuanzhen give up?

She didn't expect...she really didn't expect...

Wang Pingxin reached out and touched the tip of the grass lightly, and suddenly squeezed it hard. She never felt cold even in such a spring day.

"elder sister."

Wang Pingxin suddenly seemed to hear Wang Xuanzhen's voice. She thought it was her own hallucination again, so she turned her head and ignored it.

She seemed to be really old, not only began to be soft-hearted, but also began to be confused.

"Do you regret it?"

A palace wall, Wang Xuanzhen leaned on him, he just wanted to hear one sentence.

——"No regrets."

The woman's cold voice came, and Wang Xuan's tears fell suddenly.

His sister...what she loves the most is always power, and she has always been a luxury for her...

Qian Bushang stepped forward to support the limp Wang Xuanzhen. Wang Xuanzhen pushed his hand away, "I know, you are hers."

Qian Buhuan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his hands stretched out froze in place.

"If you are not hers," Wang Xuanzhen turned her face, with a fierce look on her face full of tears, "Why do you think you can stay by my side for so long?"

Money was nailed to the spot without changing, and he watched Wang Xuanzhen walk away step by step.

Wang Xuanzhen staggered and suddenly realized that his life had never received love from anyone except his parents. He was always intertwined in the whirlpool of power and desire and could not be reborn.

Then...it's time too.

A fire broke out in the palace. It turned out to be the land of the golden flower tea. It had just burned it. After the soil was turned over, it was burned clean again. Fortunately, the young emperor was kind and never blamed him.

"Right is more terrifying than anything in the world," Han Feng stroked Lynch's long hair, and the candlelight flashed on Lynch's beautiful and fair face, reflecting Lynch's clear eyes. Han Feng lowered his head and kissed him.

Lynch's face, "I just want to be by your side, see the beautiful scenery on earth, and seek to grow old together forever."

"Well," Lynch turned his face, raised his hand to describe Han Feng's outline, and said slowly, "No matter how many good things you say, don't expect you to have a meal tomorrow."
Chapter completed!