In the dark night, it suddenly started to rain.

This was the first rain in the capital this year.

The drizzle of rain fell on the ground, bringing with it an endless chill and a hint of lingering.

"Because what I said was all from my heart."

When the night wind brought these words, it also brought the unconcealable emotions in these words.

Everyone in the room gasped.

"Is it wrong to tell the truth?"

"I don't think so."

...

Mr. Zheng had been dragged to the next room at this time.

The two people behind him pulled him, and after being confused at first, he quickly calmed down.

"It's impossible, I didn't write that thing at all." Lord Zheng had figured it out at this moment.

"It must be someone who is slandering me."

When it comes to the word slander, the first person Lord Zheng thought of was that person.

"It must be him, Hua Chaodu." Lord Zheng said coldly, "When the emperor comes to his senses, I will definitely not let that guy go."

The two guards who were responsible for escorting him stood behind him motionless, but what they were thinking in their hearts was probably the same as Lord Zheng.

After all, they were about to take the man to the prison, but they were called back halfway. It seemed that they didn't intend to deal with Lord Zheng.

This can be considered a farce, but it seems that the person who used this method is a bit strange. After all, even if someone wants to slander someone, no one would be willing to do it this way.

But, did Hua Duzhu and Lord Zheng really go to such an extent?

Lord Zheng is currently the most powerful person in the court. Everyone in the palace is very smart and naturally knows that he cannot be offended at this moment, so the two guards are just pretending.

In this palace, they have seen many things like losing their official positions and being promoted again. Even if Lord Zheng rushes out to the upper study to cry out for injustice, they both have to guess the emperor's intention and whether to stop him.

"Master Zheng, calm down first and don't make things difficult for us." A guard whispered. "

Thank you for troubling the two masters." Master Zheng also said quickly, "Please rest assured, I will not cause any trouble."

After he said this, he calmed down a little and waited quietly.

It shouldn't be long before he can go back, right?

Master Zheng looked at the drizzle outside the window, and thought about it expectantly.

This year's rain in the capital is a cool rain.

It is an expected rain.

...After hearing the words just now, Feng Qing's friend spurted out a mouthful of water.

Feng Qing watched her friend spurting water and ate a melon seed mysteriously.

"What the hell?" Feng Qing's friend shouted in horror, "What's the meaning of this line? What's the plot now?"

It's not like she hasn't seen gay TV dramas before. These days, being gay has almost become the password to wealth.

But...

the one who was just dragged out was a rich man!

And he was a bald rich man!

"What a touching love." Just when she thought so, she suddenly saw Feng Qing next to her took out a small handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry for nothing! Don't let your tear glands suddenly become developed at this time!"

The moment the voice rang out, the figure of the little emperor suddenly became stiff.

Not only because of the content of this sentence, but also because of the emotion it brought.

The emotion was very obvious, and one could even hear a smile from it.

Just now, that Lord Zheng was dragged away, but at this moment, there was such a smile in his words, making it difficult to imagine what kind of mood he was in to laugh.

Was it despair? Was it relief?

Feng Qing glanced at the frozen atmosphere, and silently opened a folder on the computer.

"You...you..." The little emperor's face turned from white to red, and then from red to blue. The whole process was as fast as the speed of light. He pointed at that place and said fiercely, "Do you know what you are saying?"

"Sometimes people always insist on saying something..."

"You said, right?"

Another voice came slowly from that place.

And in this voice, there was no sound of fear, it was a very frank feeling.

In this situation, even the dumbfounded old eunuch behind the little emperor inexplicably developed a little respect for Lord Zheng.

I didn't expect that Lord Zheng, who usually seemed to be quite greedy and afraid of death, actually had the courage at this time. Awesome

.

Feng Qing still manipulated the various voices edited on the computer with an expressionless face.

It must be said that the emotion in the tone of the adult's voice when he complained about Hua Jing behind her back was very strong, which was very suitable for editing.

At that time, his seemingly plain language contained a strong emotional style, which was unexpectedly quite suitable for this scene.

So then everyone heard such a voice coming from outside the store in this bleak drizzle.

"...I know that we are usually hindered by some identity issues."

"...So, there are many things that the two of us can't say openly."

The corner of a guard standing behind twitched slightly.

"But now, we can talk it out."

"You always think I'm a shameless villain, don't you?"

The cold sweat on the old lady's forehead slid down.

"But."

"No one wants to be a shameless villain all his life."

…Sentence after sentence was spoken, and the expressions of the people in the hall gradually changed from stunned to solemn.

Even Feng Qing’s friend had an expression of being extremely disgusted at first, but slowly put his hands down.

She even showed an expression of admiration on her face.

After all, no matter how disgusting it is, it is really not easy to act with such rich emotions these days.

It made her feel vaguely that "this acting is not bad".

Anyway, everyone has already seen that this Lord Zheng probably doesn't want to live anymore, and he can say these words in this state. It can be regarded as a typical example of loving at the expense of life.

At this moment, there was an inexplicably tragic atmosphere in the study.

"Okay." The little emperor was suddenly no longer angry, and he laughed instead.

"It is beyond my expectation that Lord Zheng has such an idea."

"In that case, I will give you a grand funeral as you wish when you die. What do you think, Lord Zheng?"

Feng Qing silently opened a folder on the computer.

So, at the last moment, everyone heard a burst of unrestrained laughter in the entire study.

This laughter shocked everyone.

——Many, many years later, time seemed to have come to an end.

When this palace was covered with moss, when the youngest palace maiden present was also covered with white hair.

When the sun rose from the east countless times and set from the west countless times, the leaves on the trees were also covered with new buds countless times.

Everyone present will never forget this scene today.

Because, that laughter was like the end of a drama, filled with a sense of heroism and the sadness and grandeur of the gods at dusk.

"——Okay, okay!"

In that carefree laughter, there was a sense of relief from all the pressure.

When Xiang Yu committed suicide in Wujiang River, he probably couldn't laugh so heartily.

"It makes me feel happy just thinking about it!"

"It's so happy!"

"This is a real man." Feng Qing's friend looked at the picture and said this in a heavy tone.

"Yes." Feng Qing also nodded seriously.

...

Lord Zheng, who was hiding from the rain in the next room, suddenly heard footsteps coming from the side.

He heaved a long sigh of relief, thinking that the emperor might have finally calmed down, and he had escaped a disaster.

He said that with the current situation in the martial arts world, even if he really did something excessive, the emperor would turn a blind eye.

After all, if he was removed, then there would only be Hua Chao in the court who could control the overall situation. With the temper of the young emperor, he would never let such a thing happen.

The two guards on the side also stood up, and one of them bowed and smiled to Lord Zheng, "Lord Zheng, I am sorry for what happened today."

"It's okay, it's okay, you two are just following the emperor's orders." Lord Zheng said.

He turned his head and looked over. A large crowd of people came in from outside the door. They were all guards wearing dragon-fish costumes. Everyone looked solemn.

Lord Zheng came to the man in front and bowed to him.

"Lord Zheng, I misjudged you in the past." The man said to Lord Zheng.

"I didn't expect you to be such a kind and righteous person. It's true that people in this world can't be judged by appearance. I thought I wouldn't make such a mistake, but now I think about it, I can't help being too vulgar."

Lord Zheng was stunned when he looked at the man in front of him.

What's going on? Why did he start praising him crazily right away? What did he do to deserve praise?

Although he didn't understand, he still quickly lowered his head and said, "No, no, your Excellency is too kind. I wonder how the emperor is doing now. Is he... still angry with me?"

The original intention of Lord Zheng asking this question was just to let this person talk him through.

He wanted to prepare what kind of emotion he should show when facing the emperor. Should he

show his misery, or pretend to be pitiful, or bang his head against the pillar as soon as he enters the room.

This kind of scale needs to be judged.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he asked this question, the person in front of him suddenly turned his head to the side.

Lord Zheng looked at the man with a steely look in his eyes. His shoulders twitched a few times, and then a crystal liquid seemed to seep out from the corners of his eyes.

What happened?

Lord Zheng thought secretly.

Is there something wrong with the brains of all the Jinyiwei today?