Wang Xuanzhen handed over this step just right, and when the Queen Mother went out, she exempted the rest of the Ministry of Justice. Her eyes lingered on Lynch for a while, but she called Han Feng into the inner hall.

Lynch was staying outside, his expression unconcealed and anxious.

Wang Xuanzhen looked at him quietly and thought of herself again.

The Empress Dowager was not favored by the time, but Wang Xuanzhen was very happy to know. He was ignorant and thought that the late emperor did not like the Empress Dowager, so he would let the Empress Dowager go out of the palace and go home.

He only has one sister. When he treats his sister with all kinds of good things, he hopes that her sister will come back and continue to spoil him.

It snowed heavily that winter. He was most afraid of the cold. He usually stayed in the room and refused to go out. When he heard that his mother was going to visit his sister on behalf of his father, he immediately jumped up and said that he was better than him.

After putting on a hand stove, he was still trembling on the road. What Wang Xuan really didn't expect was that his sister was living in the palace worse than at home. The palace was so cold that his teeth were trembling. His sister's face was cold and she was wearing so thin.

, and the emperor didn't seem to be a good person to get along with.

Wang Xuan was really too happy. When he left the palace, he looked back and looked at the deep palace, with his expression as anxious as Lynch at the moment.

"Don't worry," Wang Xuanzhen whispered, "The Queen Mother will not make things difficult for him."

Lynch was not worried about this. He did not doubt Han Feng's ability to go about power. What he was worried about was that Han Feng was getting deeper and deeper in this vortex of power, and he walked towards the same fate as in his previous life.

The clear water will be without fish. The longer you survive in the officialdom, the deeper Lynch felt how difficult it would be to get Han Feng to achieve his goal in the world.

"Thank you, uncle, for your timely help." Lynch distracted and thanked Wang Xuanzhen.

Wang Xuanzhen suddenly said, "Lynch, you should be my son?"

"Ah?" Lynch was extremely surprised, his thoughts were suddenly distracted, and he wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, be my adopted son, so that no one dares to offend you in the future," Wang Xuanzhen just showed his inspiration, and the more he spoke, he became more and more excited, "After I die, my private property will be yours.

”

Lynch was so amused and laughed, "Uncle, don't joke."

Wang Xuanzhen was crazy for a while, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible, and he lowered his head and fell into fantasy.

Qian Buhuan looked at Lynch with admiration.

The handsome men around Wang Xuanzhen came and went, and he had seen everything, but it was just a power-for-sex transaction, or even more stupid. He was addicted to Wang Xuanzhen's beauty and could not extricate himself. Wang Xuanzhen never missed it, and it was all passing clouds.

Adopting an adopted son? It's unheard of.

In the inner hall of the Ministry of Justice, the Queen Mother looked at Han Feng up and down, and suddenly opened her mouth and said, "You are the trial of the Zhang Fengxi case?"

"yes."

"The file is written in Lynch."

"I am afraid that the Grand Master will take his anger, so I am like this."

The Queen Mother chuckled, "You are honest."

"In front of the Empress Dowager, there is no need to hide it." Han Feng lowered his face and said steadily.

"I just went to the outer hall, I think you are very protective of Lord Lin," the Queen Mother's eyelashes flew up and down, and the light seemed to be there, "The relationship seemed to be very good."

"There is no relationship in the officialdom, but it is just for Lord Lin," Han Feng raised his face and raised a faint smile on his face, "Entering the Queen Mother's eyes."

The smile on the Queen Mother's face gradually faded, and she seemed to understand why Wang Xuan really cared about these two people so much.

It's really similar.

The past has been gone, and it has been so long that the Queen Mother no longer remembers when she was the Concubine Wang. Today, she was wearing a fox fur outside her long skirt, which was light and soft as spring, and her fingers were covered with bright red.

Kodan, but when she saw Wang Xuanzhen every moment, she suddenly returned to the cold winter day in the past.

"You are very good," said the Queen Mother slowly, "I believe that people like you will create the value I want for me."

Everything is under Han Feng's plan.

The relationships condensed by interests are the strongest and most fragile. Just a little external force can break the delicate balance and then slide down the abyss of destruction.

Han Feng understood the truth and lowered his eyes and bowed his head, "I will not let the Queen Mother down."

The Queen Mother and Han Feng walked out of the inner hall one by one. When Lynch saw the figures of the two, he immediately moved forward half a step, and then stopped with rationality. The Queen Mother's eyes swept across Lynch's body.

, fell on Wang Xuanzhen's face, nodded slightly to Wang Xuanzhen, and Wang Xuanzhen followed.

Lynch didn't care about the Queen Mother. He kept looking at Han Feng. After the Queen Mother and his party left, he stepped forward and grabbed Han Feng's outstretched arms. He frowned and said, "How?"

"The Queen Mother wants to break up with Yan Fuzhao," Han Fengsu said to Lynch with a rare tone, "You are too impulsive today."

Lynch looked ashamed, "I just can't bear to have my colleagues innocently killed."

"It's enough to die Zhang Fengxi..." Lynch said in a low voice.

It has been a while since Zhang Fengxi's death, and Lynch has never mentioned it again. This matter was buried tacitly between the two, and Han Feng almost forgot about it.

Suddenly hearing this name from Lynch, Han Feng felt like he was a different life. The joy of mutual affection filled his mind, making him look like an immortal and confused.

Han Feng withdrew his hand, held it behind his back for a moment, and said hard: "Sorry."

"I understand your ambition," Lynch said quietly, "Power is sweet, who doesn't want to pick it up, but after you have power? Han Feng, have you ever thought about it? And what will you pay on the road to gain power?

Sacrifice what you give up what you give up..."

Han Feng was discouraged when he heard Lynch's words, and he felt confused. He reached out and hugged Lynch into his arms, and pinched the person hard, "Don't say stupid things, you are the most important thing in my heart." He thought

Having power is nothing more than just to protect Lynch.

There was a noise outside, and Lynch immediately pushed him away.

Officials who escaped from the Ministry of Justice came in to thank him. Lynch and Han Feng calmed down and greeted everyone. The smell of blood outside had not yet dissipated, and everyone in the Ministry of Justice was still scared.

The Minister of Justice, a second-rank official, did not need any reason and was not convicted. However, the Empress Dowager said that she would be cut alive and would be cut alive. It was extremely cruel.

After several officials exchanged their experiences of surviving the disaster, they began to talk about the harshness of the Queen Mother, and extended their dissatisfaction with the female regent and ran to the most toxic woman's hearts. Dayou even scolded her own mother.

Seeing this, Lynch responded to the situation and avoided leaving.

Han Feng was leaving too, but was surrounded by officials. He asked him what it meant to keep him alone. Han Feng could only look at Lynch's back from a distance in the crowd.

It was late at night, and Han Feng went to Lin's mansion alone, but was told that "the uncle's mansion sent someone to pick up the young master." Even though Han Feng believed that Wang Xuanzhen had no malicious intentions towards Lynch, he did not want Lynch to have a close relationship with Wang Xuanzhen.

, He always felt that people like Wang Xuanzhen were not worthy of getting along with Lynch.

This thought came to my mind. Han Feng turned around and after a moment of reminiscing, he suddenly froze in place.

If this is true, isn’t it him who is least worthy of being with Lynch?

After Lynch died in his previous life, in order to climb up and use all available people and things, his hands were already dirty enough to be more dirty, and at this time he seemed to be repeating the same mistake - in the name of protecting Lynch.

When Lynch returned from the uncle's mansion, the attendant came up and said, "Mr. Han is here, squatting in the side hall, no one can persuade him."

Lynch wondered, "Squat?"

"Yes."

What does squatting mean? Lynch hurriedly walked towards the side hall with his hands behind his back. When he went over, he saw Han Feng squatting on the stone steps. The blue robe covered several stone steps in the night. He lowered his head and felt unbearable.

"I'm saying you're squatting, what else do I want to call squatting?" Lynch said laughing and crying, "It's so heavy that the dew is late at night. Why do you sit on the stone steps? Get up quickly."

Han Feng remained motionless and whispered: "My uncle asked you to go there, what did you do?"

Lynch waved his hand and left the man before saying, "Uncle Wang Guo was confused and said he wanted to recognize me as his adopted son."

Han Feng whispered: "You refuse."

"That's natural," Lynch remembered Wang Xuan's tireless efforts and showed all kinds of benefits. He was disappointed after being rejected by him, and felt a little absurd, "I have only met my uncle a few times, so how could I have such a relationship?

. ""

Han Feng stretched out his hand, his sleeves slid down, revealing his big hand with clear joints. Lynch was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to pull him up, but the palm of his hand fell into Han Feng's palm, but Han Feng exerted force. Lynch was not prepared,

He fell down with force and lay on Han Feng's shoulder.

Han Feng hugged him and whispered: "Zifei, I want to hug you."

Lynch patted his back, "Okay."

The night was bright and although there was no moon, the stars were bright and boundless. Lynch sat in Han Feng's arms. Han Feng hugged his waist, lowered his head and leaned against his abdomen without saying anything.

Lynch gently stroked his long hair, "I was impulsive during the day, so I naturally knew what you wanted and shouldn't question you like that."

Han Feng closed his arms hard, "I was wrong."

【Target character's blackening degree decreases by 50%】

Lynch was stunned and suddenly understood why Han Feng was so depressed.

A flesh and blood man, going from white to black, has to experience great pain. Isn’t it another time to walk from darkness to light? Negative and doubting the pain he once had?

Lynch lowered his head, hugged Han Feng, and kissed him gently between his hair, "You and me will never have to talk about right or wrong."

Han Feng hugged him, and the two hugged him quietly for a while. Han Feng suddenly raised his head from Lynch's arms, his eyes brightened, and his expression was justified, "Zi Fei, I want to do it a little."

When Lynch lowered his head, a large piece of green robe sprouted like mushrooms after a rain.

Is this a little bit?

Lynch smiled quietly, "It's cold outside, please carry me in."

The house was also cold, the master was not there, and the servant did not burn charcoal. The cold temperature contrasted the heat of love between the two. Han Feng randomly pulled the quilt and stuffed Lynch in, then sneaked into it himself, using his hands and feet to take off his hands and feet.

Even the most beautiful gentleman in Lynch's clothes was still impatient when he fell into bed.

The love tide rolled, and the estrangement during the day disappeared. Lynch held Han Feng's face and kissed him gently. Han Feng's nose was high and straight, like a small undulating mountain. Lynch kissed him hard.

With a snorting, the two of them snuggled together in one place, and they were wet and lingering.

In the dark and warm quilt, Lynch raised his foot and hooked Han Feng's waist and approached him slightly.

Han Feng raised his eyes, his eyes facing Lynch. He could see Lynch so clearly in the darkness that Fanxing fell into Lynch's eyes, containing a deep affection.

Han Feng felt a little excited, but he opened his mouth but slowly closed his mouth.

Han Feng struggled violently in his heart. In his heart, he always felt that if he did it to the end, it would be a shame to Lynch. He just looked at Lynch eagerly and restrainedly, ready to move.
Chapter completed!