This Lord is Too Cruel

Father Cat listened to Feng Aotian's voice, his slender eyes squeezed out a few tears, his lips were aggrieved, and then he slowly moved towards her until he walked to her side, bowed his head and stared at her. Look at the latest novel on -_-!-_-! (p://◎◎) Baidu search address remember to remove ◎ oh dear

Feng Aotian glanced at him, then lowered his head, raised his hand, and lifted his trousers, and saw that the kicked place was indeed red and swollen. She thought, she kicked it before, why didn't he see him so wronged? What?

She covered the kicked area with her palm, rubbed it gently, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Does it still hurt?"

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded slightly and stared at Feng Aotian. At this moment, his heart was very ecstatic, but he still had a pitiful appearance on the surface.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat quietly on one side, each silently using tea without talking. Of course they knew that the cat was pretending, and they had all seen his ability. Can it be so fragile?

However, looking at the emperor’s love for him, they still feel uncomfortable. Because, for the emperor, cat father-in-law is the person by her side, and the life with her is definitely longer than that of them. There seems to be a trust that they can't get in. They still quite mind this, but they can do nothing. Who made them and her experience from pain to sweetness?

Rather than the mutual affection at the beginning, the heart-changing heart at the beginning, so they can only admire from the side, Mu Hanjin believes that one day, he will walk into her heart and become the person she cares most about, and die Not terrible, what's terrible is whether your loved ones can put you deep in their hearts when you die.

He is not weak, but wants to have and hold more, and he hopes to be by her side and do something for her in the few remaining days of his own, instead of blindly doing this and bringing her to her Worry and distressed.

Lan Jingshu understands that the meaning of his existence is to do a good job of her own, so that she can have less worries and worries. In this way, he feels that he can at least have that little value.

Feng Aotian rubbed gently, seeing that his eyes were also red, and he was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

"Master..." Father Cat was moved. Once, when he looked at her, he had surpassed the relationship between master and servant. Once, when he looked at her, he had a strong possessive desire. Father Feng knew that. That's why he withdrew him from her side and asked him to go to retreat, wanting to make himself aware of his true position, but what can be done? In the past two years, in his heart, he didn't forget her half, but missed her more and more.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, then stood up helplessly, patted him on the back lightly, "Master won't kick you anymore, change to push you, it will be done."

Cat father-in-law listened to her words that were not comforting, he broke into a smile, wiped the wet tears from the corners of his eyes with a silk kerchief, then nodded in response, and then turned around, "The servant is going to prepare dinner for the master, and he needs to add an extra pair of chopsticks. Up."

Listening to his sour tone, Feng Aotian smoothly pushed him, the cat father-in-law didn't care, but slowly stepped forward out of the imperial palace.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, thinking about when he could have such an uncompromising relationship with the emperor, and he would die without regret.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, knocked on his forehead, and slowly moved closer, "What are you thinking about?"

"I just feel that the emperor and cat father-in-law are very envious." Mu Hanjin put down the tea cup in his hand, then raised his hand, placing Feng Aotian's hand on his palm, and gently kneading it.

Feng Aotian looked at him and asked amusedly, "Are you jealous?"

"A little bit." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and said softly.

"Master likes you to be jealous." Feng Aotian leaned forward again and pecked at the corner of his mouth.

Lan Jingshu has become accustomed to this, but just walked out of the inner hall, after taking a bath, Mu Hanyao looked at the intimate scene in front of him, his eyes flashed with coldness, but his heart felt uncomfortable.

Mu Hanjin curled her lips and smiled, suddenly felt that he himself was too greedy? Isn't it what he expected in the first place? He suddenly felt that when you got what you expected, you would expect more expectations than this. It was really a lack of support.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Mu Hanyao walking towards her. The shirt was specially prepared for him. The pure black brocade fits his tight body. He is still tall and cold, although I know that he is very tired now, but when seen from a distance, it is like an immortal sculpture, revealing the spirit of killing.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, and also stared at Mu Hanyao. When he was in Lianghuai, he had only a few words with his eldest brother. Now, when the eldest brother returns to Beijing, he is naturally happy in his heart.

Mu Hanyao had already noticed Mu Hanjin's silver hair, he was full of doubts, but still did not show a trace of astonishment, because he knew Mu Hanjin, since he could face himself so indifferently, he was so indifferent. The silver hair doesn't care anymore.

He then stepped forward and saluted Feng Aotian, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian raised his hand, held his hand, and gently dragged her to sit next to her. She looked at him, "I haven't seen him for half a month, and he's a lot stronger again. less."

"The minister is all well." Mu Hanyao is really not used to the present intimacy. Because of the presence of Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, he is more uncomfortable. Therefore, he is cold and expressionless. The face became more gloomy.

Feng Aotian looked at him amusedly, and in order to let him relax, he said, "Take a good rest tonight, go to morning tomorrow, and after morning morning, go to the weapons depot with your master, and let you see how the latest weapons developed by your master?"

"Yes." Mu Hanyao was also interested when he heard Feng Aotian's words, and then asked, "The emperor, where is the weapon that was stolen in the armory store now?"

"Yuzhou." Feng Aotian always held his hand, stroking lightly through the bandaged cloth.

Mu Hanyao now turned all his attention to this weapon. Therefore, he did not care about Feng Aotian's hands and feet on him. Then his sword brows frowned, "This Yuzhou is only separated from the border by a mountain. They will The weapons were smuggled to Yuzhou, could it be?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, now that someone has been sent to stare at it, I believe that soon, he will know where the weapon is hidden."

"Has the emperor been prepared long ago?" Mu Hanyao thought that following Feng Aotian's temperament, she would definitely make two-handed preparations.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "This war department is nothing but smoke bombs from the master. In fact, the latest weapon, the master has secretly set up a military workshop."

"Speaking of which, when the Lord did this, he wanted to get rid of all the meticulous work hidden and Feng Guo?" Mu Hanyao also understood, and the corner of his mouth also evoked a faint smile.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Well, besides the master, who has laughed at him? You can have a file at this place. You can laugh at the master later before you can rest."

Mu Hanyao listened, and quickly reduced his smile, thinking about how many times he laughed? I can't remember myself.

Feng Aotian looked at him, turned his eyes, and blinked at Mu Hanjin. Mu Hanjin smiled at the corner of Mu Hanjin's mouth, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "Brother, please come back to the house with me. ."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Does your mother know about you?"

"I don't know yet." Mu Hanjin shook his head with a smile.

Feng Aotian shook Mu Hanjin's hand, "It's okay, I will definitely find the antidote and won't let you die."

Mu Hanjin’s eyes flickered, and now, he really couldn’t bear to die. However, the love curse lasted for thousands of years. It was the unique poison of the Wind Clan. Is there a solution?

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly. He knew that Mu Hanjin had many secrets, and he had not told him about it, but now, at this stage, many things are beyond hope.

Mr. Mao walked in with the soup medicine and glanced at Mu Hanyao beside Feng Aotian, his eyes flashed provocatively, and then he smiled and approached Feng Aotian's face, "Master, it's time to eat. "

"Okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, got up, took the medicine in his hand, drank it, and took Mu Hanyao's hand and walked forward.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu followed behind them, and the four of them sat around the table. Feng Aotian looked at the father-in-law Mao beside him, "Sit down too."

"The slave is standing." The cat father said softly, "Nowadays, when it is not a slave who can sit, the master's eyes are dazzled with all kinds of flowers. How can I notice the grass of the slave."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, thinking that he really holds a grudge, she then agreed, "That's the same, then you just stand."

"Yes." The corner of the cat's mouth was squeezed, and the sound of teeth grinding could be heard, and he squeezed out a word.

Feng Aotian stopped paying attention to him, then turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao. He picked up the vegetables and placed them in front of him. Then, they served the three of them separately, "Let’s eat."

She doesn’t know why she has formed such a habit, and she naturally picks food for the people at the table. This kind of action makes her feel that she has really taken off the shadow of her previous life. She has now integrated into this body and has accepted it. The rules of this world.

Mu Hanjin picked up some vegetables for Feng Aotian and put them in her bowl, "Your Majesty, eat more too."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him with a smile.

Father-in-law was serving Feng Ao Tian's vegetables, and he gave Mu Hanjin a sour look. Hey, he arranged vegetables for her, why didn't she smile at himself? He really regarded him as grass, or a humble grass.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Father Cat pouting and dissatisfied. The corner of his mouth was hooked, "Open your mouth."

Father Cat was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Feng Aotian knew her careful thoughts, and quickly opened his mouth. Feng Aotian stuffed the sandwiched vegetables into his mouth, "Eat."

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, but as soon as he took a bite, he burst into tears and stared at Feng Aotian sadly. Knowing that the minion doesn't like spicy food, he stuffed his mouth with chili.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at his appearance, really happy, but still coldly asked, "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, rolled his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of chili, and then rushed out.

Feng Aotian pulled his wrist and handed him the soup in his hand, "Drink it."

Father Cat hurriedly picked it up, took a sip, panted, staring at Feng Aotian faintly, saying no, not cursing, he could only stare at him.

Feng Aotian continued to eat his meal blindly, and Mu Hanyao on the side watched Feng Aotian's prank on father-in-law Mao, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he said nothing.

Feng Aotian picked up the vegetables and put them in Mu Hanyao's bowl, "Eat more."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied.

After dinner, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu quit first, and Feng Aotian nodded slightly, exhorted Mu Hanjin a few words, and then watched them leave.

Father Cat’s lips were so hot that they were already gorgeous, and now they were even more vivid. He stared at Feng Aotian without squinting, with a grievance on his face.

Feng Aotian looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, "It looks like you don't need to apply lips in the future."

Father Cat gave a cold snort, then twisted around and left the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Are you lacking now?"

"It's okay." Mu Hanyao looked at the two of them in the main hall now, and also let off a little majesty, turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Give me a smile."

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, then stared at Feng Aotian's face, raised his hand and stroked it lightly, responding in a low voice, "The minister can't laugh."

Feng Aotian narrowed his phoenix eyes, "Can't laugh?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, now, he really can't laugh.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and raised his chin, with the other hand already reaching into his shirt, stroking his tight waist and abdomen, with his eyes facing each other, he asked in a low voice, "If you don't laugh, you can do something else. also."

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and pressed Feng Aotian's erratic hand on his lower abdomen. With the other hand, he wrapped Feng Aotian's waist, embracing her in his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her lips. .

Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt that he was molesting him, so how could he be counter molested?

Father Cat stood outside the main hall, looked at the picture in the main hall, coughed a few times, then stepped into the hall and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you can't do too intense exercises with your current body. Be careful. ."

Mu Hanyao was also awakened, quickly let go of Feng Aotian, and then looked sideways, looking at an unknown direction.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely, "Of course he knows." Isn't it Kui Shui Miku, isn't she a real woman? Didn't she just give her a kiss, and she didn't really want to do anything.

Father Cat looked at him, his heart was sour, and he wished to throw Mu Hanyao out directly. He wringed the silk kerchief in his hands and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you should take a shower."

Listening to his voice, Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Wait for the Lord in the inner hall."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, his face a little unnatural, for some reason, every time he looked at her like this, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Feng Aotian got up and went to take a bath.

Father Cat glanced at Mu Hanyao, and couldn't help feeling a little bored. Hey, it seems that the men around the master are better than each other.

He twisted his waist, as Feng Aotian stepped into the screen, stepped forward, took off the dragon robe for Feng Aotian, and personally untied her belt. When he saw the chest, he couldn't bear to look straight and sighed in his heart. Dao, too small, really too small, no, you must grow up.

Feng Aotian looked at his disgusting appearance, then stepped into the bath tub and stared at him, "Master yourself."

"The slave serves the Lord." The cat's father quickly narrowed his eyes, then stepped forward, squeezing her shoulders lightly, the strength of the fingertips was just right.

Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying his kneading. The cat’s slender fingers ran across her peach-like soft skin, and then moved down until it touched her chest, and asked Feng tentatively. Aotian, "Master, do you want the minion to pinch it for you."

"If you want to die, just pinch it." Feng Aotian opened his eyes and shot a cold light.

Father Cat hurriedly smiled and moved away decisively, "The minion doesn't want to die."

He muttered in his heart that even if he died, he had to climb onto the master's bed first.

After taking a bath, Feng Aotian got up, stared at the really small and poor breast, and sighed helplessly. When can this become plump?

Father Cat tied Feng Aotian's chest personally, and then said, "My lord, don't worry, you will be plump soon."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Yeah."

Wearing a bright yellow shirt, Feng Aotian stepped out of the screen. Father Mao looked at Mu Hanyao who was sitting on the soft couch. At this moment, he was watching with a book in his hand.

The corner of his mouth curls, isn't he just a fool, what's so good about him, how can he be so affectionate.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Father Cat, "Get out."

"Yes." Mr. Cat reluctantly, looking back at Feng Aotian one step at a time, withdrew from the emperor's sleeping hall, turned around, looked outside the hall, bowed his head, sighed, and turned away.

Looking at the melancholy appearance of Father Mao, Si Xi shook his head helplessly.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, took the scroll in his hand and looked at him, "Go to bed."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at her. Just after taking a bath, his body was exuding a faint fragrance. The ink-like blue silk was only tied with a silk band, and a few strands scattered on his chest, retreating a bit. Cold, a bit more tranquil.

Feng Aotian went to the dragon couch, looked at Feng Yinqi beside her, stretched out her hand and stroked his face, which was already her habit every night when she went to bed, then turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "I don't know what he is. You can wake up at any time."

"The emperor, King An will wake up." Mu Hanyao stepped forward, sitting beside her, and took her into his arms actively. He was thinking that this is the second time he wants to embrace her. , The first time she knew Feng Gonggong had died, this time, it was when she saw Feng Yinqi, and she was distressed.

Feng Aotian, leaning in his arms, sucked in the man’s unique breath exuding him, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and then pushed him onto the bed, bullied herself, bowed her head, and kissed him. Lips, hands vigorously tore open his clothes, stroking his strong body, the tip of the tongue teased him.

Mu Hanyao's cold eyes were covered with a layer of cloud and mist. He stretched out his hand to encircle Feng Aotian's slender waist. He wanted to roll over and press her under him, but Feng Aotian heard from his ears. In a cold voice, "Don't move."

Mu Hanyao could only give it up, but stiffly, enduring this intolerable feeling that would make him mad. He was breathing heavily, spraying a heavy breath, and unknowingly a trace of sweat leaked out of his body. It smells unique to men.

Feng Aotian bit his lip, kissed his chin, and smiled slightly. Because he was running around for days and there was a layer of stubble on his face, Shi Cai just shaved it briefly, and now he can still feel it. .

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and stared at the top of the sky. Finally he couldn't bear the torture of his heart. Then he turned over, pressed her down, bowed his head and kissed her lips domineeringly, but he didn't dare to treat her. Doing his hands and feet, because being able to do this is already his limit.

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Feng Aotian raised his arms, hooked his neck, took the initiative to cater to him, and deepened the already overbearing and strong kiss, until there was no extra breath between each other before giving up, Feng Aotian gasped for breath, Mu Han So is Haruka.

There was a bright flash of her phoenix eyes, which raised the blue silk on his chest, and ran her fingers across his bronze skin, "Sleep."

Mu Hanyao still panted, his cold eyes pierced a glimmer of light, and then raised his hand to embrace her in his arms, "The emperor, the minister..."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

"Chen..." Mu Hanyao hesitated to say but stopped.

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and met his confused eyes.

"The minister did this, I don't know if it was right or wrong." Mu Hanyao knew what he and her meant to each other, but now... he was not sure whether his heart would be shaken because of her.

Feng Aotian leaned on his sturdy arm, "Since you have done it, don't regret it."

Mu Hanyao was startled, yes, he did it no matter whether it was right or wrong, and he didn't want to at all, letting his own heart be so slutty, maybe one day he would take it back.

They hugged each other and fell asleep peacefully with their eyes closed.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu walked very slowly. For some reason, they felt that tonight's time was passing very slowly.

"What are you thinking?" Lan Jingshu turned her eyes, looked at him, and asked.

"Thinking of my eldest brother." Mu Hanjin replied unabashedly.

"Me too." Lan Jingshu replied with a smile, "Big Brother Mu seems to have fallen in too."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin was also aware of Mu Hanyao's changes. For him, he didn't know whether it was good or bad. After all, their Mu family now has only two males. If so, the eldest brother, then, the Mu family. There is no successor.

Lan Jingshu sighed, "You can think about it. Go back to the house with Brother Mu. How should the old lady explain?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "To be honest, she will be considerate of her mother."

"Sometimes I think God is really joking." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at the night, and laughed.

"You and I haven't been drinking in a long time." Mu Hanjin looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, why don't we sip a few drinks?" Lan Jingshu was also interested and said with a smile.

"Good." Mu Hanjin said, looking at him.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, and they became interested in Qinghui Palace. They arranged wine and dishes at the bottom of the moon, chatting and drinking at the same time.

Le Qiguo, since Ye Meixi had watched a good show, she didn’t need to stay, so she ordered someone to go down and set off for home tomorrow. Before leaving, he went to the Furong Pavilion. Only here can she be found. Shadow.

The old bustard saw Ye Meixi from a distance, hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile, "Princess Ye, please, the master has something for the servant to give you."

Ye Meixi was stunned, knowing that since he had been here, then Le Qiguo's whereabouts must not escape her eyes and ears, his brows were smiling, his handsome face was even more charming, and he was on four. Lou, I saw Xing Wuyun still lying on the recliner and reclining carefreely.

He took a step forward, "Master Xing, don't come here unharmed."

Xing Wuyun sipped the tea, then turned his eyes, glanced at Ye Meixi, and smiled lightly, "You came just right, and she didn't let me drink in Furong Pavilion. Now, when you come, I can relieve my greed."

Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "Tomorrow, I will leave for China. Tonight, it's better to have a few drinks with you."

Xing Wuyun quickly got interested, got up from the recliner, and waved his hand in front of him with interest, "Please!"

"Please!" Ye Meixi also raised his hand, and the two sat down happily.

The old bustard took a box and approached Ye Meixi, "Ye Shifei, this is what the master asked the servant to give you."

"Go get some food and wine." Ye Meixi took the box and said in a low voice.

"Yes." The old bustard replied, then turned and left.

Ye Meixi stroked the box, staring at it for a long time, unwilling to open it.

Xing Wuyun also stared at the box curiously, followed him for a long while, "open it and see."

Ye Meixi returned to her senses, her eyes were smiling, like a stream of spring water, and the road was not full of soft intestines. He carefully opened the box and saw that there was a painting inside. He opened it, and tears burst into his face, shaking Raise your finger and stroke it.

The painting depicts the albizia flower, not only that, but if you look carefully, there is another mystery. This is a albizia flower made up of nine thousand thought words.

Xing Wuyun looked at this painting with her mouth curled slightly. She really knows how to buy people’s hearts. She could even come up with such a trick. He picked up the wine glass unhappily and drank a glass with his head up. Suddenly he felt that the wine was not a taste. Pursing her lips, she really changed her own taste. Why did she feel comfortable drinking tea?

Ye Meixi looked at the box, and there was a secret letter in it that said, "According to legend, Yu Shun died while visiting the barn in the south, and his concubine Ehuang and female heroes searched for the Xiangjiang River, but did not find them. The second concubine cried all day long and shed tears. Spilled blood, died of blood, and became gods. Later, someone discovered that their elves and Yu Shun’s elves were'combined into one' and became an albizia tree. The albizia leaves open day and night, and love each other. Therefore, people often express their loyal and unswerving love with the amusement park. This painting was painted by the master himself. I hope you can see what the master wants. Be careful, and the master is waiting for you."

Xing Wuyun smoothly took the secret letter from his hand, looked at the writing on it, and threw it into Ye Meixi's hand, "Is it very touched?"

Ye Meixi burst into tears, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, stroking the handwriting on the secret letter over and over again, "I'm afraid she will forget me, but now, I no longer have any worries or worries, because she Will wait for me."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, and for the first time a look similar to envy, jealousy and hatred appeared on her beautiful face. How could she not give him such a moving painting?

Then I drank another glass, and suddenly felt abnormally awful, and then yelled, "Give me a good drink for my son, why is this wine so awful?"

"Master Xing, this is a 30-year-old daughter Hong. The master let the slave and maid specially prepare it for you." The old bustard said from the side.

Xing Wuyun was taken aback first, and looked at the old bustard, "Then she is not allowed to drink this son?"

"The master said, knowing that you are addicted to alcohol, and you like to do this forced kiss after drinking. Therefore, the slave and maid will not let you drink. However, now the night maid is here, the master said, forced you to drink some , I can't sweep away the interest of Concubine Ye and you." The old bustard replied truthfully from the side.

The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched. This vengeful Feng Aotian has always tasted very good wines. The ghost knows how he would kiss her every time he was drunk, how could he not kiss others?

Ye Meixi looked at Xing Wuyun, "Hey, do you really like kissing people every time you are drunk?"

"No." Xing Wuyun denied, "That was just an accident."

Ye Meixi is in a very good mood now, she put the painting away like a baby, put it in the box, then raised her glass, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Although the wine is good, you can't be greedy."

Xing Wuyun suddenly lost his interest, looking at Ye Meixi, how unpleasant to see, and then waved, "Stop drinking."

Ye Meixi was not upset, but drank three cups of herself with a smile, then got up, "I'll leave first."

Xing Wuyun waved his hand, "There will be a period later."

Ye Meixi turned around and left the Furong Pavilion, holding the box in his hand, which contained all his expectations, and there was still a long wait. He had to board that seat and then returned to her.

Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi's leaving figure, his mouth twitched, and looked at Wei Zimo on the opposite side, "Hey, it's really frustrating."

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, his eyes shot a cold light and disgust, then turned and left.

Xing Wuyun lowered his head and looked at the daughter Hong in front of him. He couldn't help being surprised. In the past, this wine was so delicious to him. How can it be so unpleasant today?

The next day, Feng Aotian got up, washed with Mu Hanyao, and walked into the hall. Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu were already standing outside the hall wearing official robes.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin who was still in a purple official robe, and she smiled, "Come in."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu replied in unison, and then stepped inside.

Father Cat had already prepared breakfast, and then walked to Feng Aotian's side and handed her the soup. She still drank as much as possible, and then looked at them, "If you have used breakfast, go to the court."

"Yes." The three of them responded with serious faces.

Quietly after breakfast, he walked to the Jinluan Temple, Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "The Lord promised you, after the Lord became the throne, he will designate you as a national teacher. From now on, you will return to your crescent brocade. Robe, Lord prefers you to wear that color."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied.

Early on, this was Mu Hanyao's first time to enter the Golden Luang Temple after many years. He was obviously a little excited. Standing under the hall, looking at the emperor sitting on the high platform, it was difficult for him to compare last night. Associated with the person who was sleeping.

Wearing a dragon robe, she exudes a terrifying chill that cannot be violated, and she is a mighty king. For the first time, she gave him a trace of reverence from his heart.

Feng Aotian issued an edict, officially appointing Mu Hanjin as Feng Guo's national teacher. In the future, there is no need to go to the early court. As for the reason, it will be announced in the future.

This action caused an uproar in the whole house, but due to Feng Aotian's cold eyes, they dare not speak out.

After the early dynasty ended, Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao to her secret arsenal. Father Cat stuck to Feng Aotian's side and grabbed her by the arm, "Master, the slave will also go."

"Aoxue can only support two people." Feng Aotian said directly.

"The slave will go alone." The cat father was sad, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, do you dislike the slave?"

Feng Aotian looked at him with a headache, "Okay, no need Aoxue, let's fly over, let's go ahead."

"Yeah." Gongshi Mao still had a face that was about to be overwhelmed and dying, and now he was showing joy, and then he took Feng Aotian's arm, "Let's go."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao. The three of them flew away. This place was a dense forest three hundred miles away from the outskirts of the capital. The three of them fell down immediately, and Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin and Father Mao to Walking in the dense forest, turning around three fork roads to the right, two fork roads to the left, and one fork road to the east, she saw a cliff in front of her. She took the two of them to the cliff and then raised her hands. Aim at the palm print on it, gently push it with internal force, and then turn it in the direction of the five elements and gossip. The cliff slowly moved away. The cat father looked at the place in front of him, showing an accident, but Mu Hanyao I think it is a genius to be able to cut such a secret road on the cliff.

"Master, when did you find the place?" Mr. Cat asked curiously.

"Three months ago." Feng Aotian looked at him, "It took two months to get it right."

"This is the first time I have seen a minion." Father Cat followed Feng Aotian and entered the secret road.

Mu Hanyao also followed closely. The three of them walked forward along the secret road. When they reached the front, they saw the darkness inside, and there was no way.

Feng Aotian held the hands of Mr. Cat and Mu Hanyao, then closed his eyes, stood there, and rotated them with them. After a long time, he felt the ground under his feet moving. In a moment, Mr. Mu Hanyao felt that his body was hanging down, and the two of them opened their eyes, it was still dark, and they couldn't see their fingers.

There was a rustling cold wind in the ears, until the hour of half a cup of tea, the three of them fell on the ground, Feng Aotian stepped forward and knocked on one side of the rock wall, and they saw the rock wall slowly moved away, a ray of sunlight shot in, and the three of them were all together. Qi closed his eyes, the sunlight was dazzling.

Feng Aotian took the lead to walk out, and saw two guards waiting on both sides, but the dark guards. The cat father looked at the person beside him and recognized it as the soul at a glance. He curled his mouth and looked at the soul. The meaning was clear. How dare to hide something from him, waiting to go back and how to deal with you.

The soul pretended not to see the sharp eyes of the cat, then stepped forward and followed Feng Aotian's side, "Master, the weapon has been built, there are 20,000 long spears, 30,000 short guns, and 10,000 long knives. There are 20,000 short knives."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then looked at Mu Hanyao behind him, "Follow the master and take a look to see if you are satisfied."

"Yes." Wearing a silver armor, Mu Hanyao showed curiosity, and followed Feng Aotian in.

Grandpa Cat looked at the soul beside him with grudges, then raised his foot and stepped on the soul's feet fiercely. The pain was in a cold sweat, and he bit his lip to endure it.

Only then did Mr. Cat relieved his anger, and quickly stepped forward, holding Feng Aotian's arm and walking inward.

After entering, it is even more clear.

"Here, the master has collected the best blacksmiths and craftsmen in the country, and those of the Ministry of War are incomparable." Feng Aotian said, while facing forward, he picked up the weapon and tried his weight.

As soon as she moved her wrist, the spear in her hand rushed to Mu Hanyao. Mu Hanyao quickly backed away, then avoided, drew out the saber around her waist, and provoke Feng Aotian.

Looking at the situation like this, Mr. Cat could not wait to step forward and beat Mu Hanyao severely. It's a pity that he looked at him as if he was fighting, it was just fucking.

He took the short gun on one side with a jealous look, his figure flashed, and then he also attacked Mu Hanyao, moving extremely fast, even more unexpectedly.

Feng Aotian hurriedly stopped, and then landed, watching the two of them with interest, her eyes flashed coldly, and she lowered her head to examine other weapons.

Father Cat's martial arts was extremely high, comparable to Feng Aotian, but Mu Hanyao was slightly inferior, and within a moment, the sabre in his hand was shot in half by a short spear.

Father Cat turned around and aimed the spearhead at Mu Hanyao's neck. Feng Aotian quickly flew up, grabbed Mu Hanyao's waist, and avoided the shot of Father Cat.

The cat father-in-law waved the short spear boringly, stuck it on one side of the wall, and looked at Feng Aotian sadly.

Feng Aotian looked at his appearance, and then said, "If you mess around again, you will stay here and serve as a prison army for your master."

Father Cat quickly put away his sad expression, and quickly stepped forward, leaning on Feng Aotian's shoulder, "Master, the servant just wants to try this weapon."

Feng Aotian tilted his shoulder, avoiding his head leaning on his shoulder, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "How about this weapon?"

Mu Hanyao picked up the spear by his side, the weight was just right, but the power was excellent, he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, this spear does not seem to be an ordinary spear."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian also took a long spear, and then said, "Master added sharpness and flexibility to the original one, and..." she said, and then wrestled the barrel, and the long spear became a short spear. .

Mu Hanyao stepped forward, took the shortened spear in Feng Aotian's hand, stroked it, raised his eyes, and revealed a pleasant smile, "So, it's very convenient to carry."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian then opened the spear head of the spear in his hand, and there was a short arrow inside. Feng Aotian looked at him, "Press here to shoot the short arrow from the spear head. , Even if you kill the enemy in close quarters, you can get a fatal blow."

Mu Hanyao nodded again and again. In this case, not only would the original spear function be maintained, but it could also be used for other purposes. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, who thought of these methods? "

"It's far in the sky and right in front of you." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Satisfied?"

"Well, it's very good, very good." Mu Hanyao touched her fondly, then looked at her, "What about the other weapons?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't worry, take your time."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then followed Feng Aotian's re-improved weapons one by one, thinking that this would reduce casualties.

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