Feng Zhanzhi hasn't thought about it yet: "Well, you, don't rush me. My mind is very confused now. Let me think about it. Think about it again."
What sin has he done? Do you want him to make such a difficult choice?
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Fengqueyi has made his choice and is ready to give the emperor something good to eat.
He looked at the emperor who was immersed in government affairs and whispered: "Your Majesty has worked hard for so long, I will make tea for your Majesty."
After hearing this, He Lanyin said nothing, did not raise his head, and continued to concentrate on government affairs.
Since troops will be dispatched to Munnar soon, he has a lot of government affairs these days.
He was busy with government affairs all day long. When he encountered a difficult decision, he would discuss it with Feng Queyi.
Feng Queyi is really a smart man, and he can get to the core with just one sentence. They are the most tacit understanding of the monarch and his ministers. If it were not for Sang Ning, if they continued to cooperate like this, they would definitely be able to establish a prosperous dynasty.
Unfortunately, Sang Ning was between them.
There is only calculation between them.
Tea smoke curls up.
The fragrance fills the air.
Helan Yin sniffed and looked at the man making tea amid the scent of tea. He was dressed in white, his handsome face was gentle and soft, and he looked like a gentleman and as moist as jade.
But this piece of jade had flaws unknowingly.
He was too stupid to realize it until now.
"Your Majesty, please take a rest."
Feng Queyi was making tea when he caught the emperor's gaze and looked over. He smiled gently and persuaded: "Your Majesty, you have been busy all day and you are exposed late at night. Please have a cup of tea to warm yourself up." ?”
This is very heartwarming to say.
Helan Yin seemed to be warmed up, he really stood up and walked over.
They sat opposite each other at the tea table by the window.
The window was ajar.
The bright moonlight streamed in and shone right on Feng Queyi's face, making him look like a perfect dummy.
"Your Majesty, please have some tea."
In front of He Lanyin, he poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of him.
He Lanyin followed his movements and looked at the tea he pushed in front of him. The tea was light green and had a pleasant aroma.
"Feng Aiqing, your tea-making skills are getting better and better."
He praised, but didn't drink. He just looked and smelled, as if he was on guard against something.
Feng Queyi didn't notice this. He held the tea cup and smiled softly: "Your Majesty just likes it."
He pretended to be leisurely and contented, but in fact he was very nervous: he had put amnesia medicine in the tea, and as long as he drank it, everything would be over. He would forget about Sang Ning and no longer pursue her, the Queen Mother would no longer be upset, and the ministers would no longer be dissatisfied with him. He would go back to his past and be a heroic emperor who was dedicated to expanding his territory.
very good.
That was the path he should have taken.
It's long past time for everything to get back on track.
Sanning is his!
No one can compete with him!
"Of course I like it."
He Lanyin said he liked it, but still didn't drink it.
How dare he drink it?
Sanning may not be dead.
If she was not dead, then Feng Queyi must have done something.
He knew his medical skills were excellent, but how good was he? Is it enough to bring people back to life?
No! Won't!
It can only be a fake death drug!
Besides the fake death drug?
What other weird medicines has he developed?
Feng Runsheng lost his memory!
He forgot about Sanning!
These two sentences kept rolling in his mind.
He became suspicious uncontrollably: Is Feng Runsheng's amnesia a coincidence or the hand of Feng Queyi?
He sent someone to investigate and found that Feng Runsheng had a high fever and it was Feng Queyi who gave him medicine to relieve the fever.
Fengqueyi!
What did he do where he didn't know where he was?
Just like now, what is hidden in this cup of tea?
Does he also want him to forget Sanning?
At the moment, it seems that this is the only way to get him out of the palace and out of trouble.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Fengqueyi didn't know what He Lanyin was thinking. Seeing that he was distracted, he reminded him: "What is your Majesty thinking about? The tea is getting cold."
He was urging him to drink tea.
Drink it now!
Drink it and it’s over!
None of them will suffer anymore!
He Lanyin came back to his senses, looked down at the tea, raised his head again, looked into Feng Queyi's eyes, and murmured as if he was stuck in the past: "Speaking of which, Feng Aiqing, do you still remember? I didn't do it before. I like to drink tea. This habit of drinking tea is still because of you."
When they were fighting, they always slept in the open air, and their lives were not good. But he was always calm and quiet. He could boil a pot of water and make some tea at any time to slow down time.
He used to be a hot-tempered and irritable person, but he taught him to "calm down".
He was several years older than him, and even earlier, he had even admired him.
He is good-looking and smart. He is always calm and strategizing. He is like a god, a general given to him by the Wolf God of Mobei.
He had been the person he trusted the most.
But he betrayed him! And the betrayal is complete!
"Why is Your Majesty suddenly feeling this way?"
When Fengqueyi saw that he had not drank tea for a long time, he had a bad premonition: the emperor was undoubtedly smart. Since he has doubted him, he will not use his things easily.
He was still too hasty.
"Gululu——"
Boiling water was boiling in the stove nearby.
"This cup of tea is cold. Let me change it to a cup of hot tea for Your Majesty."
Feng Queyi said, reaching out to pour the tea in front of him.
But no luck.
He Lanyin took away the tea cup with quick eyes and hands, and said with a smile: "No, this is good tea prepared by you yourself, Feng Aiqing, good tea should not be wasted."
He emphasized the pronunciation of the word "good tea", took out an empty tea cup, poured half of the tea in his hand, and left half of it. Then he took boiling water and added more tea to the two half-full cups. Hot water.
When Feng Queyi saw this scene, he frowned and wanted to stop it, but he didn't know what reason he could use to stop it.
"Come on, Feng Aiqing, let's drink together."
He looked at Feng Queyi, laughed and raised his teacup.
Fengqueyi has not taken action for a long time: Will half the effect of the medicine cause amnesia? Or lose half of your memory?
He was a stingy person, and he didn't want to lose even half of his memories of Sanning.
It's a lose-lose situation.
He Lanyin must know everything.
He looked into the emperor's eyes with a faint expression: "Your Majesty, you know everything."
He Lanyin stopped pretending and commanded with strong and cold eyes: "Fengqueyi, drink it."
