Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

Chapter 297 Asking for help

Chu Ci looked helpless, and was speechless. She secretly complained in her heart: "What medicine did Feng Yan take wrong today? It's really confusing to see him like this."

But thinking about getting things clear, Chu Ci gritted his teeth, and even though he was reluctant, he did not stubbornly avoid it anymore.

On the other side, Feng Yan finally bowed deeply again after seeing this. This time, he seemed to have used up all his strength, and he looked extremely solemn, with beads of sweat even oozing out of his forehead.

Chu Ci accepted Feng Yan's greeting and said unhappily, "Can you tell me now? Stop keeping me in suspense!"

Feng Yan saw that Chu Ci had reached his limit, so he quickly slowed down his tone and said, "Boss, I once told you that the destiny of my Feng family is connected to the Great Zhou."

Chu Ci frowned and nodded, and asked with a puzzled look: "What does this have to do with what you said today? Don't beat around the bush, just speak directly!"

"When Xiangpin entered the palace in the same year, I felt that the royal fortune was obscure. When the King of Qi was born, it was even worse. The dragon veins were actually confused. What's more terrifying is that although I noticed it, I couldn't explain it."

Feng Yan's expression was solemn and his voice was low, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

But Chu Ci broke out in a cold sweat and said with a trembling voice: "You're not saying that all this has something to do with me, are you?"

Feng Yan nodded: "That's right, the reason why I went to Jingzhao Yin was because I calculated that the luck of the King of Qi had dropped sharply this time. The power that had been protecting him before disappeared."

"If my guess is correct, the King of Qi's coma this time is related to you, Master."

"No, don't slander me." Chu Ci retorted too quickly, and his voice unconsciously increased by several decibels, the volume was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

This extreme reaction made Feng Yan more convinced of his guess: "Don't worry, God knows, the earth knows, you two know, and I know, and no one else will know."

Seeing that Chu Ci was still on guard, his eyes were filled with deep suspicion and vigilance.

Feng Yan had no choice but to turn his attention to Fan Jingrui: "Mr. Fan, you should understand."

Fan Jingrui nodded, looked at Chu Ci, and said seriously: "My lady, Lord Feng would not joke about this matter."

Chu Ci really didn't understand which side Fan Jingrui was on. The rage in his heart surged up instantly, and he fiercely used the Poison Dragon Drill on Fan Jingrui's waist. Seeing Fan Jingrui's painful expression, Chu Ci felt much better. "Okay, then I'll believe you this time."

But Chu Ci never expected that just as she said the words of forgiveness, Feng Yan said: "Not only trust, you also have to do me a favor."

Chu Ci curled his lips, looking reluctant, "What favor?"

Feng Yan swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "I'll borrow your luck, I..."

But before Feng Yan could finish his words, Chu Ci was furious and kicked him out, "Don't hit me, don't hit me. You listen to my excuses, no, no, you listen to my explanation."

Feng Yan dodged and shouted anxiously, "As long as I succeed this time, not only will your luck not be damaged at all, but you can also become a great meritorious person. There are many benefits, it is definitely worth it."

Only the good things are mentioned, and the disadvantages are not mentioned at all. Chu Ci kicked again and shouted angrily: "What if it fails?"

Feng Yan was so scared that he quickly hid behind Fan Jingrui and grabbed the corner of Fan Jingrui's clothes tightly, "Brother Fan, help me, help me."

At this point, Fan Jingrui was also defeated by Feng Yan's shamelessness. He sighed helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face. "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this."

While refusing, Fan Jingrui reached out and dragged Feng Yan forward.

Unfortunately, Feng Yan was determined to use Fan Jingrui as a shield, so he simply squatted down, hugged Fan Jingrui's thighs tightly with both hands, and refused to let go.

That’s outrageous! ! !

This scene left Chu Ci dumbfounded, and he felt both angry and amused.

Chu Ci really didn't want to continue being anxious like this, so he quickly shouted: "Stop——"

Seeing that both of them were focusing their attention on him, Chu Ci was afraid that Feng Yan would bring up his previous proposal again, so he scolded him awkwardly, "Stop pushing and tugging like this, it's disgraceful!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan came to Chu Ci with a thick face and asked expectantly: "Boss, do you agree?"

Chu Ci glanced at Fan Jingrui, who was also helpless not far away, frowned, thought for a moment and then said: "If I fail, will I die? Will my husband and the Fan family be implicated? Will the King of Qi make a comeback because of this?"

"Just answer these three questions truthfully, and I'll consider it."

Feng Yan was still racking his brains to find a way to persuade Chu Ci. He was feeling very nervous and uneasy, but he didn't expect that Chu Ci actually "agreed".

Feng Yan was so surprised that he simply ignored the word "consider" in Chu Ci's words.

So Feng Yan quickly threw out all his cards: "No, I won't."

"Even if the worst happens, the only person who will suffer the backlash is me, the master of the formation. No one else will be affected. Please rest assured. I guarantee it with my life!"

When Chu Ci heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, full of surprise. He didn't expect that Feng Yan could take on all the problems by himself.

The corners of Chu Ci's mouth twitched. After a long silence, he slowly said, "Feng Yan, the Great Zhou belongs to the royal family and the people of the world, but it should not be your responsibility alone."

"You are so determined to take all the risks on yourself. Have you ever thought about whether it is worth it? And have you ever thought about how your family and friends will cope if something really happens?"

Chu Ci's original intention was to persuade Feng Yan to think twice before acting. After all, this matter was of great importance and any mistake would lead to disastrous consequences.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan stared at Chu Ci blankly, his eyes revealing deep helplessness and sadness, and then slowly said: "Boss, do you know? My daughter did not inherit the Feng family's talent, and I am isolated and helpless in the entire court."

Although Chu Ci felt sorry for him, to be honest, please forgive me, she really couldn't understand why Feng Yan was so sad.

"Isn't this a good thing? Your daughter has no inherited talent, nor does she have to inherit the heavy fate of the Feng family being linked to the fate of the Great Zhou. She doesn't have to bear such huge pressure and responsibility, and can live freely like an ordinary person. Isn't this good?"

Feng Yan had been overwhelmed by the word "responsibility" throughout his life and had never thought that things could be possible like this.

Therefore, Feng Yan was stunned for a long time before he murmured to himself: "Is it okay?"

"Qiu'er can also go to a women's college and choose the life she wants? Is this really possible?"

His eyes were full of confusion and uncertainty, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness, but he couldn't believe it was real.