In the palace, Feng Lai ordered people to clean up the mess on the ground. He took a white cloth to bandage An Di's accidentally cut hand and said carefully:
"Your Majesty, I see Commander Liu's expression just now. I'm afraid he really doesn't know that Duke Dingguo is secretly communicating with General Yin and the others. Otherwise, he will definitely be on guard."
"No one expected what happened today. At present, the court is full of Duke Ding's people. Only Commander Liu has been loyal and serving you. You just accidentally hurt him in anger. In case he has any resentment. …”
Feng Lai was worried.
"Why don't you, my servant, go and invite Commander Liu back, and you can slowly discuss the tiger talisman with him..."
"Should I discuss it with him?!" Emperor An was immediately furious. He waved his hand and pushed Feng Lai's arm away. His face was full of frost: "Who is Liu Tong'en, who deserves to be at odds with me? If I hadn't promoted him, he would be here now. I don’t know where it is yet!”
He glared at Feng Lai:
"Still in your eyes, even he can blackmail me?!"
Feng Lai staggered and knelt down in fear: "I don't dare. I'm just worried about your majesty's safety."
He lay on the ground and his voice trembled slightly:
"Now Duke Dingguo is arrogant and domineering, and I don't know how many people in the court collude with him. He holds the military power to control the prince, and has repeatedly forced your majesty to rebel. The servants are worried that there is no one around your majesty. I will never dare to question your majesty's power. I hope that Your Majesty is aware of this!"
Emperor An looked at Feng Lai who was kneeling on the ground with calm eyes. Seeing that he was so frightened and frightened that his whole body was shaking, and his words were even more urgent.
Remembering that Feng Lai had never left his side during this period, and that he had almost died protecting him before, An Di's anger softened a little, and he said after a while: "You get up first."
"His Majesty……"
"Get up."
Feng Lai stood up tremblingly.
Emperor An glanced at his wrist that was cut by something. The depression in his body had not dissipated, but his expression was gloomy: "I know that you are devoted to me, but you must not forget that I am the emperor of Wei and the lord of this world. , Liu Tongen will never dare to betray me."
"But there is some truth in what you said. That Xiao Yan is insidious and cunning. I don't know how many people in the court are colluding with him now. It's really difficult for Liu Tongen alone to deal with it."
He had gone through so much trouble to do what happened today without telling others, but who would have known that Xiao Yan would break it off so easily. If he had known that he had a secret relationship with Marquis Wenxin and that old guy from the Yin family, he would never have done this. Act rashly.
This kind of loss is enough once, but not next time.
Liu Tongen can handle private matters for him, but his brains are really not as good as Xiao Yan's, and Liu Tongen is now in the public eye. Everyone knows that his previous "idleness" was just a disguise, and he is being watched everywhere.
An Di felt that he really should find someone else to facilitate his secret operations.
As for the candidates...
Emperor An was silent for a moment: "You can tell Yu Yanfeng to come see me later."
Feng Lai hesitated: "Do you want to avoid others?"
Emperor An said: "If he is in the palace, how can he avoid others? Just tell him that I have something to do with the Forbidden Army. Then he will bring several generals from the four camps on the outskirts of Beijing and the patrol camp, as well as General Qi, Yuanshan Bo, Lu Everyone from Anhou was called into the palace."
These are all military generals in the DPRK, and several of them are his close associates.
Feng Lai raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll go right away."
"Not urgent."
Emperor An stopped the man and waved his hand to signal Feng Lai to come forward and continue bandaging him. When he returned to his side and wrapped the wound with a white cloth, Emperor An continued: "Later, you will send a message to Liang Guangyi to let him know. He comes to the palace alone, I want to see him."
"Master Liang?" Feng Lai was confused.
An Di didn't explain anything to him, he just looked down at the injured place on his hand.
Liang Guangyi and the others were locked in a fight to the death with Xiao Yan, and the aristocratic family regarded Xiao Yan as a thorn in their side.
At the palace banquet that day, Liang Guangyi helped Cui Lin to put Xiao Yan to death, but Xiao Yan did not pursue the case afterwards. Even Cui Lin, who had been imprisoned before, just treated him lightly and allowed the prince to remove him from his official position. He let the people out.
Emperor An didn't believe that Xiao Yan, who always wanted revenge, would let them go so easily.
There must have been some kind of "deal" between the people of the aristocratic family and Xiao Yan. Liang Guangyi gave up something in exchange for Xiao Yan not to pursue their previous affairs. With Xiao Yan's ruthlessness, it was definitely impossible for him to just show up to each other. The collection of books sent to Rongsheng Academy.
Xiao Yan must have eaten away the flesh and blood of those families before letting them go.
Emperor An didn't believe that Liang Guangyi and the others would be willing to do so.
Now it is no longer possible to force Xiao Yan to deal with King Pingshan. The tiger talisman has also fallen into the hands of the old guy from the Yin family, but this does not mean that he can't do anything.
An Di said in a cold voice: "Go and tell Liang Guangyi that I want to ask him about some rebel matters, and he will naturally come to see me."
Feng Lai concentrated slightly: "I understand."
After the ancient shelves in the hall were knocked over, the things on the table were also swept away, and now it looked empty with nothing.
Emperor An was sitting there, sniffing the incense that had been lit at an unknown time not far away. The restlessness in his body was constantly disturbing his mind. The suffocated anger that Xiao Yan had suppressed in the Royal Palace earlier made him feel like a corpse. There is a constant commotion.
He pursed his lips tightly, feeling a little restless. His breathing was slightly rapid, and his nose seemed to have clear tears that wanted to flow out.
Emperor An stretched out his hand to cover it gently, and suddenly said: "Feng Lai."
"His Majesty?"
"Golden elixir, do you still have it there?"
Feng Lai's heart skipped a beat, and when he raised his eyes to look at Emperor An, he said urgently: "Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Jiang said that the golden elixir will damage the dragon's body, so you can't use it anymore..."
"I don't need it."
Emperor An suppressed his physical discomfort and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I just put it aside for vigilance."
Feng Lai hesitated after hearing this: "Your Majesty, do you really not want to eat?"
Emperor An said in a deep voice: "Why, you don't even believe what I say?"
"Slave doesn't dare."
Feng Lai saw Emperor An's stern expression and believed it. He hesitated and turned around to leave. However, when he came back a while later, he had a brocade box in his hand. He handed the box to Emperor An and said, "This is the golden elixir that your Majesty left earlier. I will keep it for you." Get up."
An Di took a look and said softly: "Okay, you go down first."
After Feng Lai placed the box on the table next to him, he bowed and left.
When there was no one else in the hall, Emperor An reached out to pick up the brocade box, walked around the blue gauze cabinet and went to the back bedroom.
The dormitory was resplendent, and everything was exquisite and gorgeous. The large dragon bed was hung with bright yellow gauze. As Emperor An opened it and entered, the hem of the gauze swayed slightly. Emperor An walked to the bed and sat down. Then he looked at it with a gloomy expression. holding the golden elixir in the box.
He knew that he should not touch this thing again, and his reason told him that this golden elixir was definitely not a good thing, but the continuous itching and longing in his body made his hands and feet weak and he couldn't help but think about it frequently.
