Marrying a Pharmacist: Duke, I May Poison You

There was a hint of threat in Mu Xunyi's tone, probably because she was confident that Jing Rongfeng could not control her.

"Fine, Yi'er, if you have to go, then I will accompany you." Jing Rongfeng finally compromised.

With Jing Rongfeng's permission, Mu Xunyi's hanging heart finally felt a little bit of landing. She was excited and called out: "Come here."

A maid came in from outside the door. Mu Xunyi originally summoned her to make her tidy up her clothes, and then set off immediately. Suddenly she went out of the palace again, not wanting to cause too much movement, so she suddenly changed her words: "Go make a pot tea."

"Yes, Empress Empress." The maid stepped back, and Jing Rongfeng saw that Mu Xunyi had hesitated a little earlier, and asked, "When did Yi'er change her mouth to drink tea? It's very novel."

"The emperor don't make fun of me. There is no response for a while. I will go and pack up and set off now."

Seeing Jing Rongfeng nodded, he got up and entered the inner room.

Jing Rongfeng, who had already made a decision, also seemed to be unable to let go of a worry, staring into the distance, his articulated fingers tapping the tabletop rhythmically. Now there are only two people in the room, and Mo Han feels something inexplicable. Embarrassed, the air suddenly quieted.

Jing Rongfeng suddenly said, "Mo Han, do you think that I have gone out to look for Mu'er, so whoever handles the important affairs in the palace is more appropriate."

"Naturally, he is a person worthy of the emperor's trust. The ministers dare not pretend to guess the emperor's thoughts." Mo Han suddenly flickered, and threw back the question Jing Rongfeng had thrown at him.

"Don't go around, you just need to say a name directly." Jing Rongfeng's rhythm of beating on the tabletop seemed to be beating on Mo Han's heart. The rhythm of the next step made people flustered and uneasy.

"The minister dare not say anything."

"I think you are good." Jing Rongfeng glanced at Mo Han's reaction, and gently spit out these words.

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot?That's it, Mo Han was extremely silent at this time, but suddenly realized that when he mentioned this matter, Jing Rongfeng had been asking who was more appropriate. It turned out to be this wishful thinking.If I had known this, I shouldn't talk too much about these words, even if it was someone who brought me a word, if I had to mix it up in this way, I lost myself in the end.

Seeing Mo Han's remorseful expression, Jing Rongfeng suppressed his laughter, "How?"

"Chen... follow the order." After all, national affairs are not a trivial matter, and there must be no mistakes. If Jing Rongfeng has been handed over to others, it is better to hand it over to myself. At least I can do my best to deal with the country during the time when Jing Rongfeng is away Government affairs, but if it is handed over to others, whether you can do your best to be competent, let’s not talk about it. If people are intertwined, it will simply plunge the country into dire straits. If at this time, some unkind people take the opportunity to make peace. , Then his refusal by Mo Han at this time is destined to be a sinner who will be recorded in history.

Mo Han was reluctant to return to reluctance, but for the sake of the world, Jing Rongfeng did not know who was able to throw this burden on Mo Han.

"After I come back, just say what you want, I will reward you many times."

Mo Han became interested when he heard these words: "Anything is fine?"

Jing Rongfeng saw what Mo Han's purpose was at a glance, and glanced at Mo Han lightly: "If you think about what you should think, don't think about what you shouldn't."

A faint smile slowly emerged from Mo Han's mouth. Things that shouldn't be requested are naturally not.

Jing Rongfeng walked to Mo Han's side and explained to him a few more important things in the palace, and then summoned a gray-haired father-in-law.

"Come on!"

"The emperor, the slave is here." The father-in-law bent over, waiting for dispatch.

"Presenting my will, I have been unwell recently, and Master Mo Han will do all the affairs in the palace."

"The emperor...this, this, it is not reasonable, please think twice." After hearing this, the father-in-law said in a dilemma, the imperial decree cannot be violated, but the emperor did the emperor for the emperor, which is unreasonable. The previous emperors have never done so. example.

Jing Rong Fengwuyi's eyes glanced at his gray-haired father-in-law, "What's the point? Have you ignored what I said?"

"The slave dare not, just because of the emperor's consideration, I am afraid that the ministers of the DPRK will be dissatisfied." The father-in-law hesitated and talked about the concerns in his heart. He has been assisting the emperor for half of his life, and every word he said is for the sake of Regarding the royal family, Jingrongfeng still knew this.

"Don't worry, no one will say a word, just leave the emotions of the Minister of the Central Government to Master Mo Han." Jing Rongfeng once again pushed Mo Han into a pit.

Mo Han rolled his eyes silently, but was accidentally caught by Jing Rongfeng, so he ridiculed again: "You think so, Lord Mo Han?"

Mo Han quickly raised his hand to compile, and nodded again and again: "What the emperor said is that it is the honor of the minister to share worries and solve problems for the emperor, and the minister will live up to his holy hopes, and he will not hesitate." The words all revealed. There is a sense of sincerity that makes people never suspect that this is his true word.

Afterwards, the father-in-law took Mo Han to the Imperial Study Room to handle official duties, while Jing Rongfeng went to Mu Xunyi’s inner room. Mu Xunyi was still sorting things out. In a while, he had already picked out many pieces of clothes and some daily routines. Supplies, such as tea cups, jewelry.

Jing Rongfeng couldn't help but be speechless when he looked at the pile of things, "Yi'er, how can we two carry so many things? Let's take a few less clothes, and this teacup, no There are all necessary teahouses. Although they are not as good as those in the palace, you think, if you go out and take out this teacup to let others make tea, it is a trivial matter to lose the teacup, in case we are caught by someone else. Unnecessary trouble, isn't it a delay in finding Mu'er?"

After hearing Jing Rongfeng's words, Mu Xunyi felt a little reasonable, and took out a set of clothes and put them back.

There is a black line on Jing Rongfeng's face: "Yi'er, I mean, it is enough to bring a set of clothes, and you can buy it after leaving the palace."

"How can one set is enough? There is also the emperor's." Mu Xunyi said as he packed his things.

"Each set is enough, and the others don't need to be taken. If you take too much, it will affect the schedule easily. Besides, we will be back soon."

Mu Xunyi stopped the movement of her hand and looked at Jing Rongfeng firmly and straightforwardly: "I will never come back until I find Muer."

"Yi'er, don't you know that if you can't find it for a day, you won't be in the palace? What about the things in the palace? Do you want to put the world and the water in deep water for Muer?"