Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 262 The Weakness of Emperor Qingyuan (1)
Tianfeng Lanjin came back from the palace when he was close to Zi. He was pushed back by Mo Xuan, looking a little tired.

Yun Qing had been waiting in the house for him to come back. Seeing his precautions that he would only rest at home, she hurried up to meet him, took the wheelchair from Mo Xuan's hand, and instructed Mo Xuan.

"You've been tired for a few days, go to bed earlier." She turned her eyes and saw Zijin's shy smile when she saw Mo Xuan, covered her lips and smiled, "Zijin, Mo Xuan doesn't understand anything Detailed things, you go to his room to see if there is anything missing, and then ask Mother Zhou to make up for him."

Zijin, who had always been bold and steady, blushed slightly, and secretly glanced at Mo Xuan, but saw that his face was still cold and expressionless, and the heat on his face disappeared without a trace.She lowered her eyelids and replied lightly, "Yes, Miss." She walked a few steps outside but did not hear the footsteps behind her, so she couldn't help but give Mo Xuan a hard look, "Master Mo Xuan, is it possible that you can go back to your own room?" , do you still need a servant to lead the way?"

The words were full of sarcasm, and Mo Xuan's expression finally changed slightly.

He glanced at Zijin lightly, and strode out of the house without saying a word.

Zijin's eyes turned red, and he quickly followed up with a blessing.

Seeing this, Yun Qing sighed slightly.

Hongxiu has always been clever. Looking at Yun Qing and Feng Lanjin, she knew that the young lady and the uncle had something to talk about, so she smiled and said, "Miss, I'm going to prepare hot water for the uncle to bathe in."

"Go."

As soon as Hongxiu left, only Yun Qing and Feng Lanjin were left in the room.

Yun Qing found Feng Lanjin's plainclothes to change for him, seeing him standing behind him with a slightly tired expression and massaging his temples, Feng Lanjin was slightly taken aback, and quickly grabbed her hand.

"Need not."

Autumn in the capital is already chilly. Yun Qing's body was originally cold, but at this moment his hands were as cold as ice cubes. He froze slightly, looked at her thin clothes, frowned slightly and said, "Why not?" Wear thicker."

"It's not cold." Yun Qing sat on the edge of the bed and smiled slightly, "It's not so delicate, it's not winter yet." But she didn't pull her hand back, seeing Feng Lanjin's disapproval, she pursed her lips and smiled , "It's really not cold. I have a relatively cold physique, so I feel very cold when the weather gets cold."

Feng Lanjin sighed, "Don't wait for me next time, it's almost time, you are not alone now, you need to rest more."

"I know." She nodded, looked sideways at him, slightly worried, "Emperor Qingyuan didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"No." Feng Lanjin smiled lightly, as if he had thought of something, he smiled with a smile on his lips, very proud, "Today Emperor Qingyuan held a banquet to cleanse the wind and dust, and Jun Aozhi also attended gone."

"Oh?"

Thinking of that day when Jun Aozhi was trapped in the formation by Feng Lanjin, Yun Qing chuckled, feeling a little regretful, "He escaped from the formation so quickly."

She bit her lip, thinking about Mo Yan's serious injury, and wondered if he knew about the situation.

"What's the matter?" He saw at a glance that she hesitated to speak.

Yun Qing thought it was impossible to hide it, so even though she was worried about him, she still told Feng Lanjin everything about Mo Yan.

After her words fell, there was no sound in the room for a long time.

The atmosphere was a little tense.

Yun Qing's eyes fell on his hands placed on both sides of the wheelchair. The veins on the back of the white jade hands were bulging, and they were tightly clenched into fists. He exuded a murderous killing all over his body, so Feng Lanjin, who was full of murderous aura, was Yun Qing had never seen a look like this before.

Her heart collapsed tightly.

"Feng Lanjin..."

"Yeah." He raised his head, and the murderous aura on his body disappeared in an instant. He even smiled at her with the same kind and gentle smile as before, as if the scene just now had never happened at all, but his eyes changed. Unfathomable, there are deep waves as dark as the night rolling and galloping in the depths of the eyes.

He even stroked her long hair as usual, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, mother will be fine."

"Feng Lanjin!" An unknown panic welled up in her heart, she held his arm tightly, and looked at him solemnly and worriedly, "Calm down, don't do stupid things, mother will be fine got up."

Feng Lanjin was taken aback for a moment, but showed a more gentle face.

"Don't worry, it's okay, mother will definitely get better!" He emphasized his tone, not so much comforting Yun Qing, but rather comforting himself.

He looked at the dark night outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled consolingly at Yun Qing, "Don't worry, you rest first, daddy knows I'm back, he must be waiting for me in the room, I'll give it to you." Parents will come back after inviting Ann."

Yun Qing knew that he had something to discuss with his father, so he didn't stop him.

Nod slightly to him.

Feng Lanjin pushed the wheelchair and slowly left the house.

The moment his figure disappeared from Yun Qing's sight, the corners of his raised lips were drawn into a straight line, his eyes were as sharp as ice and snow, and they were so cold that one dared not look directly at them.

When he arrived in Taoyuan, Feng Ranmo hadn't rested yet, he pushed his wheelchair into the house, and didn't ask his servants to report, what kind of character Feng Ranmo was, he knew it was him when his wheelchair rubbed against the ground.

Mo Yan slept all day during the day and now he is awake at this time. Seeing his eldest son come back, his face couldn't hide his excitement, and he waved at his son, as excited as a child.

"Jin'er is back, let mother take a look."

Feng Lanjin had already restrained all her emotions, smiled gently and calmly, and pushed the wheelchair to Mo Yan's bedside without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Yan's face was as pale as ever, and Feng Lanjin felt a pain in his heart, but he still couldn't hide the pain in his eyes, so he called out in a low voice.

"Mom, I'm back."

Mo Yan didn't notice her son's little emotions, she pinched his cheek like she did when she was a child, and said bitterly, "Jin'er, you've lost weight."

"Yeah." If it was before, Feng Lanjin would definitely have teased herself to keep Mo Yan from worrying, but now she held her mother's hand and pressed it to her cheek, acting like a baby to Mo Yan like she did when she was a child, "Mother, do you know?" I know that Qing'er and I didn't like the food there when we first went to Jiangnan, it was either bland or too sweet. Mother...you get better soon, I want to eat the food you cook yourself."

"Okay, I'll make it for you when my mother is ready."

"Yeah." He responded in a low voice, and said with a smile, "Not only your son, but your good grandson also wants to eat the food you cooked."

"Ah?" Mo Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at her eldest son with a smile in astonishment, forgetting to close his mouth, "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)