Chu Qianli felt even more guilty.
"I... I didn't say anything to Jin Rui, did I? I just persuaded him, persuaded him to go back... and properly handle... state affairs."
That was right, that was exactly what she had told Feng Jin Rui.
Asking Jin Rui to go back and handle state affairs, there was nothing wrong with that, was there?
But why did she feel so lacking in confidence in front of Uncle Jiu?
Feng Dingchu took another sip of wine, then suddenly waved his hand, and the wine bottle flew out of his grasp.
With a clang, it shattered on the ground in the distance.
"Uncle, Uncle Jiu, what... what's wrong?" He seemed very angry?
"Guess what's wrong with me?" Feng Dingchu snorted coldly.
Chu Qianli twisted her fingers, how could she dare to guess?
Uncle Jiu was so smart, he could see through her little schemes at a glance.
She had thought that after she left, even if the exceptionally clever Uncle Jiu figured it out, he wouldn't be able to drag her back from Black Wind Cliff.
After all, state affairs were not child's play, and Jin Rui couldn't leave him now.
He also had to stay by Feng Jin Rui's side to assist him.
This way, Uncle Jiu would quickly discover that Feng Jin Rui was truly not suited to be an emperor.
But the empire couldn't be ruined like this, so Uncle Jiu, in his helplessness, would have to take on the responsibility.
At that time, Feng Jin Rui only needed to leave an imperial decree, passing the throne to the Ninth Uncle, and he could then slip away to reunite with them wherever they were.
With Uncle Jiu's wisdom and might, Feng Ye Xuan and Chu Qianli would be very relieved to hand over the empire to him.
He had been out playing for half his life, and now it was time for him to take on some responsibility, wasn't it?
They were all members of the Feng royal family, so why could he always eat, drink, and have fun without doing anything?
Of course, these words were spoken by Feng Ye Xuan.
Prince Xuan... cough, now, the Emperor!
The Emperor was very astute.
She just hadn't expected that Uncle Jiu would see through her plan before Chu Qianli had even left the imperial city.
"Uncle, Uncle Jiu, I... I don't have any other intentions, I just want to reunite with Ye Xuan sooner."
Chu Qianli tried her best to force a convincing smile. For some reason, she, who could speak eloquently in front of anyone, became a stutterer under the gaze of Uncle Jiu's sharp eyes.
"Uncle Jiu, I..."
"Your Life and Death Pact hasn't been resolved yet, where can you go?" Feng Dingchu snorted coldly.
Chu Qianli was stunned, she had almost forgotten about this.
"That will have to wait until the matter of the medicine soldier legion is dealt with, and Nangong Shuya and her son are brought to justice, then we can return to Nanming and seek the National Master's help."
Although, even now, she didn't know if the National Master had woken up.
However, given the vast distance, Lan Fan probably wouldn't come here to cause trouble for her.
"What if Lan Fan did come?" Feng Dingchu saw through her thoughts at a glance.
"Then..."
Before Chu Qianli could finish speaking, she suddenly looked up at the night sky in the distance.
It seemed that two figures were walking past the treetops in the distance.
No, it wasn't two people walking, but one was being carried away, and the other... was being held by that man in white.
Soon, the man in white lightly landed on a branch next to Feng Dingchu.
He waved his hand, and the person he was holding was thrown down, landing heavily in front of Chu Qianli with a thud.
He lay on the ground, his appearance unclear.
All she knew was that this person was covered in dirt.
Chu Qianli walked over and gently kicked him.
The person was kicked and flipped over.
Upon seeing his face, Chu Qianli's heart tightened fiercely!