The army of Dafeng was defeated by the army of Zinu. Zhenmen Pass was breached by Zinu. First, they lost Zhenmen Pass, then Hecheng. Zinu captured several cities one after another. The news was passed back to Fengdu. The people in the capital also knew that Zinu's army had entered the pass and was coming to attack. Suddenly, people were panicked. The people in

the city were discussing this matter.

Of course, there were also people who did not believe that Zinu would attack Fengdu. Their Dafeng Kingdom was so powerful that it was impossible for the small Zinu to break through.

"Why should I be afraid of them? They are just a few young boys. How can I be afraid of them? Just come over here. If they come one by one, kill them one by one. If they come two by two, kill them two by two. We will kill them all!" The man's face flushed after two sips of wine, and his voice became louder.

"That's right. They are just a group of barbaric men. What can they do to us? They scared me so much that I don't even dare to drink!"

"Hahaha..." The men next to him laughed.

The men who were afraid when they talked about Zinu just now also responded, saying that fighting on the ground, chopping Zinu is like chopping melons, one by one. If they were really sent to the battlefield, I'm afraid they would become weak as soon as they saw Zinu, and they wouldn't even be able to run for their lives.

People standing on the high buildings leaned on the railings and looked out. From here, they could see the high walls of the imperial palace. There lived the most supreme emperor in the world. Many people wanted to go in there, but what was so good about it?

Fang Ziye also knew about the morning court today. He also got the news of the loss of Congratulations City. The old emperor fell ill at this time. Judging from the old emperor's body, he probably won't live for much longer.

They have worked so hard for the great cause for so long, and the time is about right.

The day when that man will rule the world should not be far away...

"Master." The person who came in from outside whispered in his ear. Fang Ziye hummed, turned around and left with his people.

When night fell and the palace lights were lit, the emperor, who had been sleeping for a whole day, woke up. The palace servants in the bedroom were surprised to see the emperor wake up, and hurried to call the imperial physician.

"Your Majesty, you are awake. Let me take your pulse." With permission, the imperial physician reached out to hold the emperor's hand and took the emperor's pulse.

Prince Duan, who had been waiting for a day, dozed off in a chair. When he heard that his royal brother had woken up, he was still a little dazed and didn't know where he was. The servant next to him cleverly went over to remind him that His Majesty had woken up, and helped their princes up.

"How long have I slept?" The awakened Emperor Yongkang asked, seeing that the lights in the bedroom were on.

The Eighth Prince happened to walk over and said, "Brother, you have slept for a whole day, and it's time to light the lights now."

"Oh, I slept for so long." Emperor Yongkang was not in a good condition when he just woke up, and there were still people standing in front of his bed. People's hearts can also feel a little family affection at this time. Being in the emperor's family, the thinnest thing is this little family affection, and the most extravagant thing is also this little thing.

Feng Linglan almost cried for joy when he saw his father wake up, and he shouted "Father" happily.

Feng Lingxiao stood at the back, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't move to the front.

"Thank you for your hard work." Emperor Yongkang said this sincerely. He remembered that he fainted in the hall, and he thought that the ministers below were in chaos.

"Your Majesty, we don't feel tired. Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. It's good that you wake up. We are looking forward to your health..." The old minister said as if tears were about to fall, which was very touching.

When he woke up, he saw that everyone had been waiting for a day, and the emperor told them to go back and rest.

Feng Lingxiao, who was walking in the back, could feel his father's eyes on him, but he didn't look back and walked out without looking back. Retracting his gaze, Emperor Yongkang sighed and said, "I'm old. I can't help but admit it."

"Your Majesty, you are the Long Lived Lord, and you will surely live forever." The old palace servant who was serving him flattered him with a shameless face.

The emperor smiled silently.

He knew his own body well. His body was getting older and older, and his sons had grown up one by one. It's not that Emperor Yongkang didn't have an idea in his mind as to who would be the best person to hand over the world to, but he didn't want the throne to be passed to the fourth son who had half of the blood of the Li family.

Since he was young, he regarded the Li family as the biggest threat. Now that the Li family is completely gone as he wished, his heart is empty again. If General Li was still alive, how could Zi Nu have taken down Zhenmen Pass? If he had let the Fourth Prince bring reinforcements, how could so many things have happened? But now it was too late for him to regret.

Zhenmen Pass was gone, and Zi Nu entered the pass and attacked all the way...

The old palace slave knew what His Majesty liked, and served His Majesty carefully, saying things that His Majesty liked.

As the Son of Heaven, he was actually the loneliest person in the world. The elderly emperor sat in the magnificent palace, accompanied by only an old servant. Emperor Yongkang suddenly said, "Go get a scroll."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll get it right away." The old servant immediately understood what His Majesty was going to do. He went to get a clean scroll, ground the ink, and handed the ink-soaked pen to him.

The hand holding the pen paused for a while before writing the first word. From the first word to the last word, it was done in one go, and Emperor Yongkang put away the pen. The matter that had been hanging in his heart was settled, and the old emperor felt relieved in his heart. With a smile on his face, he said, "Go get my jade seal."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll get it right away." The old servant glanced at it and responded.

The seal was sealed, and at this moment, the palace servant outside came in and delivered a message, "Your Majesty, Lord Shen is outside asking for an audience."

"Pass it on." Emperor Yongkang asked the old palace servant to put away the imperial edict

. Hearing that his Lord Shen was coming, he was in a good mood. The old palace servant held the imperial edict and put it away.

"Lord Shen, please come in. His Majesty wants you in." The little palace servant went out to invite people. Everyone in the palace knew that Lord Shen was the most favored by His Majesty, so naturally, Lord Shen could not be treated with the slightest neglect.

Lord Shen was invited in.

The palace servant following behind their master quickly stuffed a silver coin into the little servant who delivered the message. The little servant hid the silver in his sleeve, and no one found it.

Sun Houjun in Changning Palace learned that the emperor had woken up, and naturally knew that Shen Meiyue had gone to the emperor first. He was angry with the servant who came to deliver the message, and led people to the emperor's bedroom.

However, when he went there, he was told that the emperor had already gone to bed, and the old servant guarding the door asked him to go back. He was so angry that his face turned blue, and he didn't dare to make trouble outside the emperor's bedroom.

Those who knew about this in the palace laughed at him behind his back. Who is favored and who is not in this palace? Isn't it obvious to everyone?

On the long street at night, a carriage ticked on the road.

"You are here." This is not a question, but a way to know who will appear in his room at night. Fang Ziye didn't expect that this person would come to him at this time. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Lingxiao sitting on the edge of his bed. He

was used to this person suddenly appearing in his room at night, so he would not be scared.

In addition to Feng Lingxiao, no one else can enter this yard, so at this moment it can't be anyone else except this person.

"Yeah. Did I bother you?" Feng Lingxiao raised his hand, and brushed the long hair that fell on the man's face to his ears, revealing his smooth forehead, and stroked his face with his hand. Fang Ziye let the man's hand stroke his face. He could feel that Feng Lingxiao was not in a very good mood.

The two looked at each other silently, and a light kiss fell on his lips. He closed his eyes softly and let the man kiss him.

Holding the sleeping person in his arms, he almost didn't sleep all night. The sky outside the window was about to dawn, and Feng Lingxiao knew that he had to leave quickly. He probably didn't have to attend the morning court today, but he also had to hurry to the palace, so even though he was reluctant to leave this person, he could only pull his hand back from the pillow, stand up, put on his clothes with the help of the servants, and leave with the people.

When Fang Ziye got up, the person on the bed was gone.

"Master, when the master left, he told you to eat more, saying that you have lost a lot of weight recently." When Ershun came in to serve his master, he told his master what the master left when he left. While speaking, he looked at his master's expression, fearing that his master was unhappy.

He also felt that his master had lost a lot of weight during this period and had not eaten well. It was best to have the master's words, so that he could "follow orders" to watch his master eat more.

Fang Ziye's face was expressionless. Thinking of what happened last night, he felt a little annoyed with the person who left. During breakfast, a loyal little slave stared at him. He ate half a bowl of porridge more than usual, but he had no appetite and put it down.

The child who woke up kept crying, and pointed with his little hand that he wanted to go outside. When he got out, he wanted to find his mother. No matter how the old mother coaxed him, he refused, so she had to carry the young master to find the master.

The eldest master is the master, and the young master is also the master. He cannot disobey both of them.

"Master, the young master has to come to see you, so this old slave has no choice but to bring the young master to see you." The old slave looked at his master carefully, fearing that the master would be unhappy.

As soon as the child saw his grandmother with a wronged look on his face, he started to cry and climb over to ask for his grandmother to hold him. Seeing that his grandmother was indifferent, he pursed his lips and was about to cry.

Seeing this crying child, Fang Ziye stared and felt a little irritated.

Fang Ziye's heart has always been very complicated towards this child. He knows that this is not his child, but he also knows that the child is innocent after all and does not understand anything. He only knows that he is his grandmother, and treats him as the closest person, and insists on sticking to him, which makes him feel a little bit reluctant.

"Hold it to me." After all, he couldn't bear to refuse such a young child, so he nodded and let the old grandmother hold the child for him.

The old grandmother happily held the young master over to the master.

As soon as the child arrived in the arms of the grandmother, he immediately smiled. His eyes were still red from crying, and he babbled to his grandmother. His little face was brighter than the rising sun in the morning. The old grandmother beside him smiled and said, "Master, you can see how much the young master likes you. He woke up early in the morning and cried to find you."

Fang Ziye looked down at the babbling child, and the little bit of unhappiness in his heart disappeared. He asked the grandmother who was taking care of him whether the child had eaten goat milk. The grandmother replied that he had eaten half a bowl and refused to eat.

While they were talking, the child saw something delicious on the table, reached out and grabbed a white and plump bun and put it in his mouth to bite. His little face was bulging, and his big eyes were rolling around. He was as cute as he could be.

"Ah!" The old nanny was startled and was about to get up to grab the food in the hands of the young master, but when she remembered that the one holding the young master was their master, she stopped immediately and reminded him, "Master, you have to take the things in the hands of the young master."

"Little things, this is not for you to eat, take it out." The children in the family were all taken care of by the nanny and servants, and Fang Ziye didn't take care of them much. He was still in the state of a child in the cradle, and he didn't expect that he would grab things and stuff them into his mouth now.

The child who grabbed the bun and put it in his mouth looked at his nanny, with a look of confusion, but Xiao Han'er's stomach was not full...

so the old nanny got up and grabbed the bun in the hands of the young master, and immediately cried loudly.

"Wow..."

"..." Fang Ziye.

"Master, this, this young master can't eat these foods yet." The old nanny was holding the buns she snatched away. When her master looked at her like this, she was at a loss and knelt down on one knee, "Master, please punish me."

"Forget it, go and bring a bowl of goat's milk. I think Han'er is hungry." Fang Ziye had to ask someone to put away all the food on the table, lest the child snatch it and stuff it into his mouth when he was not paying attention.

"Yes, I'll go right away." The old nanny replied.

However, the child ate half a bowl of goat's milk and refused to eat again.

Fang Ziye was also going out at this time. The child cried when he let him go. In the end, he let the nanny take the child away. When he was leaving the house, he heard a child crying loudly behind him. He felt uncomfortable. Even when he was outside , the child's crying was all he could hear.