With a smile on her face, Feng Jin bowed slightly to Mu Feiyu in response, then turned to Feng Qingyun and softly called out, "Father."
At this moment, she noticed that Feng Qingyun's face was almost expressionless, and he didn't even bother to reply to her. It seemed that she was truly disgusted by her prime minister father.
"Sister, you must be back at the Prime Minister's residence to raise money for disaster relief, right?" Feng Yao glanced at Feng Jin, whose expression was changing, and smiled coldly.
"Your Highness, I'm going outside for some fresh air." Feng Jin immediately glanced back at the other person. She knew that even though she disliked Feng Yao, she couldn't cause trouble at this time.
Mu Beichen nodded: "Go ahead."
Under everyone's gaze, Feng Jin strode out of the reception room and went to the back garden through the side door next to the west wing.
"So Princess Jing was hiding here. I've been searching for her for ages."
Feng Jin turned around upon hearing the sound and saw Mu Feiyu being led by two maids. He was dressed in a dark green fur robe and wore a magnificent sash as he walked over unhurriedly.
Feng Jin paused for a moment, narrowing her beautiful eyes slightly as she watched him walk towards her from afar. As the maids automatically moved aside to make way, Mu Feiyu also quickly stopped in front of her.
“Royal Uncle…” Feng Jin’s eyes swept over Mu Feiyu, and she gradually smiled: “It’s rare to see you visit the manor. You must not come here unless you have something important to say, right?”
The two maids turned pale and involuntarily clenched their fists.
Mu Feiyu suddenly chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that Princess Jing would be so outspoken."
"Yes, that's always been my attitude." Feng Jin's expression was completely calm and composed.
Mu Feiyu has always been decisive and ruthless, and is undoubtedly a dragon among men. However, she does not want to have any interaction with him because she has secretly learned about this man. He is very shrewd and ambitious. He will do anything to achieve his goals. No one can ever guess what he is thinking.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if for a fleeting moment, a sharp edge flashed by.
"If there's nothing else, Imperial Uncle, then I'll take my leave." Feng Jin smiled and took a few steps back, distancing herself from him.
"Princess Jing, please wait." Mu Feiyu quickly called out to her.
"Does Imperial Uncle have anything else to say?" Feng Jin slowly turned around, turning her gaze with some surprise.
"The scenery of the Prime Minister's residence is truly unique." Mu Feiyu replied, seemingly unrelated to the question, gazing at the lotus pond not far away, covering half her face with a folding fan, a few strands of silver hair at her temples fluttering in the wind.
Feng Jin shook her head helplessly: "Uncle really has a lot of leisure time..."
Mu Feiyu gave a wink to the concubines and maids beside her, signaling them to leave.
Immediately after the maid had gone, he walked a few steps towards Feng Jin and said with a sly smile, "At the last imperial banquet, Princess Jing truly opened my eyes. I never expected that the rumored good-for-nothing young lady, Feng Jin, would not only be eloquent but also possess superb martial arts skills. Even those noble ladies present were far inferior to your astonishing talent. Princess Jing, you truly command my utmost respect!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin smiled faintly without any emotion: "Uncle, you flatter me. I am not as good as you say. I only won that duel by luck."
“Actually, you can do even better, even more outstandingly…” Mu Feiyu paused here, seemingly waiting patiently for the other party to respond.
Feng Jin said without changing her expression, "Then what should I do according to my uncle's wishes?"
Feng Jin's words led Mu Feiyu to mistakenly believe that he had persuaded her. A bright smile immediately appeared on his handsome face: "If I were you, I would try every means to use everyone around me to climb up the ladder step by step and make the Emperor trust you more and more... Feng Jin, if you are willing to cooperate with me, I will do everything I can to seek a better future for you. Sooner or later, the position of my Regent's Consort will belong to you."
It turns out that this ambitious royal uncle approached her for this very reason.
Feng Jin slowly raised her head to look at him, and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I am truly flattered that my royal uncle suddenly values me so highly!"
As she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed: "But...Does Your Majesty think I would willingly be used by you?"
"Feng Jin, why are you sacrificing yourself for him?" Mu Feiyu asked with a face full of resentment, "You have already achieved a level that ordinary people can hardly imagine. The Emperor and the Crown Prince of Jianglan Kingdom both look at you with new respect. Now, all you need is someone to give you a push at the right time, and from then on, you can reach the pinnacle..."
Unbeknownst to him, Mu Feiyu's tone had completely changed, and he vaguely thought that she was speaking to him.
Feng Jin looked at his strange gaze and smiled coldly: "Does Imperial Uncle know what it means to be lonely at the top?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Feiyu was slightly taken aback and immediately fell silent.
Feng Jin unconsciously turned her head and cast a sarcastic glance at the lotus pond bank, at the branches swaying in the wind.
Regent's Consort? She had no interest in being a pawn to be manipulated. She knew Mu Feiyu better than anyone. The reason this man was trying to curry favor with her was simply to gain the support of Jiang Lan Kingdom and thus completely seize control of the imperial power.
Mu Feiyu looked at her with a hint of regret and sighed, "Throughout history, men have had many ways to gain power, but women can only ever rely on their husbands. Mu Beichen comes from a humble background and cannot give you what you want. As for me, as the regent of the current dynasty and the emperor's right-hand man, I can command the winds and rains throughout the entire Northern You Dynasty. Power and status are at my fingertips. If you trust me, you can get everything you want anytime."
"You said you could help me, so how do you plan to help me? Murder for money, frame loyal officials, or... use your cronies in court to coerce the emperor?" Feng Jin stared at him, stunned for a long time, and then let out a cold laugh: "Mu Feiyu, we will never be the same kind of people!"
Stubborn and unyielding!
If it weren't for the fact that she still has some use to him, he wouldn't bother standing here and saying so much nonsense.
Thinking of this, Mu Feiyu angrily flung her sleeves, said nothing more, and strode out of the back garden.
Mu Beichen had been hiding in the shadows, watching this scene unfold from beginning to end. As he watched Mu Feiyu gradually disappear into the distance, he couldn't help but clench his fists. Feng Jin's association with someone skilled in manipulating power was like inviting trouble, yet this disaster was caused by him.
He gazed at her, his cold eyes flashing with an unusually sharp light. In the sunlight, she was bright and dazzling, as colorful as fireworks, yet she was also like a cunning fox, making it impossible to fathom her thoughts.
Perhaps he was too selfish. Apart from this marriage built on a transaction of interests, he and she originally had no connection. She had no need to offend these people for his sake. However... he had no choice but to take advantage of this huge opportunity to gain more benefits.
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