Feng Yan has a secret. He "stole" a jade pendant from Shen Lingqing and hid it for five years.
He is the powerful, arrogant and willful chief minister, and Shen Lingqing is Qingliu's sworn enemy who hates him the most in the court.
A heinous imperial examination fraud case pitted two people against each other
He impeached him for forming cliques for personal gain, and he laughed at him for being naive and pedantic.
This was the first time Shen Lingqing encountered such a rude person.
On the night of the palace banquet, he allowed the thin figure to stumble into his carriage.
When his fingertips closed around the waist, he almost sighed - look, you have finally fallen into my hands.
But the man avoided him like a snake or a scorpion, turned around and left, not remembering the old events in Yuxiang in the south of the city at all.
When they first met Gong Dao, Shen Lingqing saw him and walked away quickly.
Feng Yan followed slowly, smiling casually: "Master Shen, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Shen Ling's eyes were clear and he didn't squint: "This official has long legs."
Feng Yan chuckled: "What a coincidence, my legs... Are not short either."
From then on, Shen Lingqing was ordered to investigate the case, and Feng Yan became a tail that couldn't be shaken off.
The secret guard bowed and replied: "Master, there are clues to the Chunwei case."
Feng Yan continued to approve documents: "I understand."
Secret guard: "Master Shen has gone to investigate first."
Feng Yan put down his pen and picked up his robe: "Go out for a walk."
Secret guard: "Master, the household department is on the east side. You are going the wrong way."
An unsolved case prompted the two of them to go to Jingzhou together.
Late at night in the post house, Shen Lingqing fell asleep drunk at his desk. Feng Yan leaned over and placed the person on the bed properly, and the cold moonlight fell on a faded safety buckle on his wrist. The fingertips hung in the air for a long time, and finally they were quietly withdrawn.
He never dared to express his feelings that he had hidden for five years.
Until the wind and snow covered the palace steps, Shen Lingqing knelt in the heavy snow all night to protect him.
In a corner of the sky prison, tiny bits of skylight filtered through the window lattice. Feng Yan tightly clenched the jade pendant in his palm, his knuckles turned white, and sat alone waiting for the long night.
At dawn, the morning light came in and fell on his palm.
He suddenly felt that his moon had finally fallen into his arms.
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Lazy, surly, and shady powerful official × Minister of the Ministry of Etiquette
Old enemy turns into lover | Machiavellian drama | Slow and heartwarming | Two-way redemption
Intention: to grow love and flesh crazily in the cracks of conspiracy
