This Lord is Too Cruel

Fu Han did not expect that Leng Qianye was trapped by Feng Aotian in the capital for two years, yet he would still have such ability. His eyes dimmed, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian above the tower, yes. Leng Qianye said, "I will win the next battle."

Leng Qianye glanced at Fu Han. He would not give Fu Han a chance to win again. He pulled the horse's rein, turned the horse's head, and drove into the tower.

Fu Han's eyes were cold, staring at the back of Leng Qianye's departure. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian above the tower. He turned and left with the people living in the country.

Leng Qianye went up to the tower and walked in front of her. For two days and two nights, he was stained with the blood of soldiers of the two countries. He walked step by step towards Feng Aotian with the joy of victory. Come.

How long has it been since he has not been so happy, he stepped forward, and has forgotten who had imprisoned him for two years, making him survive these days in darkness, and now, he suddenly has an inexplicable impulse, the only thought Just rush to her and share with her the joy of victory.

Feng Aotian could see the look he had never had before from Leng Qianye’s always indifferent eyes. He walked up to her, his eyes met, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the first ray of sunlight hit him in the morning. That handsome face is even more extraordinary, "The emperor, the minister has won."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, opened his arms, took him into his arms, and patted his back lightly. At this moment, unnecessary words, such a hug, are more precious than any words.

Mu Hanjin stood on one side, watching the two embracing in front of him. He suddenly realized something. Over the years, they have experienced too much, especially his eldest brother and Leng Qianye. They were far away in the border, thinking about it. To defend their home and the country, they put all their energy and hope on the border. Over the years, they watched their father die on the battlefield and watched their brothers fall one by one in front of them. Swallowing the suffering alone, never revealing their vulnerability, never revealing their emotions, in the eyes of others, they are cold-blooded and ruthless, numb to death and killing, but who can understand their hearts Loneliness and sadness?

On the tower of Qiguo, Lonely Starry Night could see through the layers of clouds and mist, he could clearly see the two people embracing each other. He was peerless and independent, just looking at it like that, without a trace of emotion.

Fu Han walked forward slowly with the defeated soldiers. The soldiers behind him bowed their heads and dragged his brother's body, filled with weight.

The autumn wind is bleak, and even with the borders, there is endless desolation. Leng Qianye stood in a daze. No one could realize the ecstasy in his heart. He felt that someone was leaning against him. Caressing his back, at this moment, he seemed to have walked out of the dark **** and saw the light in the world.

I don’t know how long it took, the whole city downstairs, the soldiers cheered, and some soldiers cried with joy. They took off their **** armor and waved vigorously in their hands. Some soldiers even embraced and laughed. With tears.

The loneliness of the border is unimaginable by anyone. The turbulence and sufferings over the years have caused them to face the pain of life and death every day and miss their relatives at home. Now they finally won. In the past three years, they Ushered in the dawn of victory, this is something to be happy about, and it is worth keeping in mind.

Feng Aotian heard the cheers clearly, and a knowing smile was awakened at the corner of her mouth, and she whispered, "Back to the barracks."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Leng Qianye reacted and quickly left her arms, then bowed his head, "The minister offends the emperor, and the crime deserves death."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and looked at him. Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her. For some reason, he slowly raised his hand and placed his hand on her palm. His hand was held tightly. At this moment, He felt a sense of steadiness he had never had before.

Feng Aotian raised his other hand, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, and the three of them went down the tower.

The soldiers did not leave. Seeing Leng Qianye and Feng Aotian came down, the soldiers unanimously stepped aside, holding up their weapons, and shouting loudly, "Long live the emperor!"

This is the most heartfelt cheers from their hearts. Compared with their previous fears, they are now facing Feng Aotian more of reverence. The cruel regent seems to have gone away from them. Now, standing In front of them was the emperor of Feng State, the emperor who symbolized the hope of Feng State in the future.

"Hanyao will be back tonight. When the time comes, the order will be passed on and the banquet will be set off, and the whole army will happily drink him for three days and three nights." Feng Aotian said to Leng Qianye.

"The minister obeyed." Leng Qianye replied in a deep voice.

The three of them rode horses and led the living soldiers to the barracks.

Last night, Mu Hanyao had rushed to Yuzhou and set up an ambush to block and halfway the 200,000 troops going to Qiguo to support the border.

Because of this, the one hundred thousand soldiers of King Xuan learned that King Xuan was dead, and as soldiers of the Feng Kingdom, after a few words from Mu Hanyao, they turned to each other and started fighting with the one hundred thousand horses of Qiguo. , Mu Hanyao led the other soldiers, armed with the latest weapons, and fought all night before killing all the 100,000 soldiers in Qiguo.

Mu Hanyao rushed to the border with the 50,000 living horses left by King Xuan and the thousands of horses he brought.

When Feng Aotian returned to the barracks, Leng Qianye passed the order and the whole army rested, and he looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the minister has ordered someone to prepare your camp."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, looking sideways, looking at him, "Go wash."

"Yes." Leng Qianye nodded, then turned around and left.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye's figure, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "He is really happy."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin also stared at Leng Qianye's figure, "Chen has never seen Big Brother Leng as happy as he is today."

Feng Aotian led Mu Hanjin to the camp where she lived in Suri, and when she stepped inside, she heard the soul's report, "Master, today is a female scientific examination. Concubine Yi personally invigilated the examination."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, thinking that she did not miss Yi Mu.

"There is no news from Concubine Ye." The soul replied immediately.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "If there is no news, it is good news."

The soul wanted to say that Concubine Lan hadn't heard any news yet, and I don't know if he was rescued by Duke Jiu, but the master had already explained it, so he didn't reply.

Feng Aotian didn't ask too much. In the past two days, she had witnessed the fighting on the battlefield with her own eyes. She was obviously a little tired, and then got up and walked out of the camp.

Mu Hanjin got up and looked at her, "My lord, where are you going?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "You stayed in the camp. It was the day when you vomited blood last night, why didn't you vomit?"

Mu Hanjin walked slowly in front of her, "Maybe I have seen too much blood in these two days."

Feng Aotian looked at him, blinking his eyes, "Master doesn't know, you can also tell jokes."

Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "The minister is waiting for the emperor here."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then walked out.

When Mu Hanjin saw Feng Aotian leave the camp, the smile at the corners of her mouth closed, and she walked slowly into the camp. He vomited blood as soon as he reached the bed. Last night, he used his power to forcibly suppress the poison. Now, he is finally holding it. He couldn't help but vomited it out. He turned his eyes and saw that the blood on the ground was deeper than before. He lowered his head and saw that the red line had extended to his elbows. He supported his body and sat cross-legged on the bed. He must not fall because of his power, he must live.

Feng Aotian walked forward, and then walked to the tent of Lengqianye camp. The soldiers guarding outside the camp saw Feng Aotian and quickly saluted.

She waved her hand slightly, and entered the camp. There was no one in the tent. She walked slowly forward, bypassing the screen, and saw Leng Qianye lying in the bathtub, smiling with her arms on her sides, her hair blocked. In his chest, he covered the spring light in front of his chest. Today, he does not have a half-serious air on his body, but some of him are free from the dust.

Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest, thinking that he must be very tired, so that he would fall asleep during the bath. She then stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and stroked the bath soup, which was already cool, she took one side of the shirt. He got up, raised his hand, fished him out of the tub, put his coat on him, hugged him, walked to the bed, put him on the bed, covered it with a quilt, then turned and left.

As soon as she turned around, she felt that her wrist was being pulled by him. She turned her eyes and saw Leng Qianye's mouth slightly pursed, her eyes closed all the time, and she did not wake up. She lowered her head and watched her wrists were tightly grasped by him. Put, she smiled, thinking that he was always indifferent?

She stood on the spot, looking at him from the distance of the bed. The green silk was still wet, and the dusty face was full of exhaustion. The exposed arms still left the scars of being beaten in the dungeon of the Regent Palace. It faded completely, his hand gripped her wrist forcefully, she sighed helplessly, and slowly stepped forward, sat on the couch, covered his exposed arm in the quilt, and then stretched out her hand to keep him dry. His ink hair was dried internally, and his fingertips ran across a strand of blue silk in front of his forehead. He couldn't help but recall that he once faced her severe beating, but stubbornly did not say a word. Now, because he won a battle, he would be so. Happy, this battlefield has become his all.

She slowly leaned over, holding her hands on his side, watching his sleeping face, her thin lips always smiling faintly, this is a smile she has never seen before, in her mind, he Never laughed so knowingly.

In his sleep, Leng Qianye seemed to feel that someone was slowly approaching him. He suddenly opened his eyes and faced Feng Aotian's face close at hand. His heart sank and he wanted to get up.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised a wicked smile, lowered his head, kissed his lips, and pressed him under her body. Her hands slowly descended, holding his hands, and the tip of his tongue traced the shape of his lips. , Biting his lip gently.

Leng Qianye's complexion stiffened, her eyes widened, staring at Feng Aotian's closed eyes, remembering the first time she kissed herself forcibly, it was because he was slapped by a ghostly man, and she used her blood Saved him and fed the blood one by one into his mouth. At that time, he had hatred and hostility towards her, but his heart was still trembling because of her actions at the time. However, at this moment, he has Strength, why didn't it break away? But let her be frivolous, and he actually reacted.

Feng Aotian continued to deepen the kiss. At this time, she just wanted to kiss him, wanting to feel his current happiness.

Leng Qianye was kissed so fiercely that he was a little unconscious. Before he knew it, he slowly closed his eyes and took the initiative to cater to her.

Feng Aotian felt Leng Qianye's initiative, and the corners of his mouth smile deeper. The two of them interlocked their fingers, their lips and tongues intertwined, from the initial intake by one person to the fierce lingering with each other at the end.

At the end of the kiss, Feng Aotian lay on Leng Qianye's body, raised his eyes and stared at him, "What are you thinking about?"

Leng Qianye had already withdrawn from Shi Cai’s passion. He did not know why he had such a reaction, why he would respond to her kisses. He felt that this kind of self was no longer who he was at the beginning. He suddenly became a little frightened. Do you feel different about her?

Feng Aotian got up from his body, put his hands on his opened eyes, and said in a low voice, "You can rest."

Then he got up, turned to leave, Leng Qianye suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and held her.

Feng Aotian turned sideways and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Leng Qianye's eyes flashed with entanglement and reluctance, and he whispered, "Can you stay?"

Feng Aotian stepped forward and sat beside his bed, "Are you afraid?"

Leng Qianye was startled slightly. He just didn't want the short warmth to disappear so quickly. He was scared. He looked at her and nodded, "Yeah."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and then got on the bed, reclining on one side, "Go to sleep, Lord will not go."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and stared at her, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

When Feng Ao Tianshi stepped out of the camp, he felt the signs of Mu Hanjin vomiting blood, but she did not turn back, just because she didn't want his thoughts to be wasted.

In the capital city, women's scientific research, but an unprecedented thing since ancient times, the people in the capital are talking about today's women's scientific research, thinking about who will become the first female champion of this Feng country.

Until sunset, twenty women walked out with scrolls and pens in their hands.

Leng Peihan was the last one to walk out. She raised her eyes and saw that there was already a beautiful cloud outside. She stretched her waist, then lifted up and left.

Yi Mu, Gu Yefeng, and a group of officials collected the examination papers, and rushed to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to review the examination papers.

In the palace, Mr. Cat also learned of the victory at the border, his mouth twitched, and the master should be the happiest. He was surrounded by beauties. Moreover, for the first time he confronted Qiguo head-on, he was victorious. Poor, let him be in the palace. In the middle of the night, he kept on guarding the empty hall all day with trepidation. He looked sideways and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was lying peacefully on the bed. Since that day he threw the Lan Jingshu book to Father Jiu, he has never been to the courtyard. After receiving the news of Lan Jingshu's death, now, there should be salvation.

He stepped forward, lying on Feng Yinqi's side, and said sourly, "You are really good for life, although you are unconscious, but the master treats you very well, how is it like a Sajia, and was rejected by the master all day long. "

Si Xi was outside, listening to Mr. Cat’s complaint, his mouth twitched. For the first time he had seen a father-in-law who was so attached to his master. He raised his eyes and looked at the huge palace. For some reason, he always thought of Mr. Feng recently.

At the border, in the military camp of Qiguo, morale was low, and Fu Han was overcast. When he walked into the camp, he saw Dugu Xingye standing with his hands.

He stepped forward and knelt on one knee, "Second Your Highness, the minister is incompetent."

Dugu Xingye's low voice sounded, "You are a match for your opponent. If you lose this time, you will win it back next time, and you must win thoroughly."

"Yes." Listening to Dugu Xingye's words, Fu Han secretly made up his mind, and if he fails, he will become benevolent.

Dugu Xingye turned around and looked at Fu Han, "The situation set by my Highness has been completely broken by Feng Aotian. She will never give up, the real war has just begun."

"The minister will set foot in Fengguo." Fu Han replied vowedly.

Dugu Xingye let out a low laugh, "Feng Guo has her now, it is not easy to break through."

Fu Han raised his eyes and stared at Dugu Xingye. In this world, there are still people who can praise the Second Highness. However, after the two fights, he has a better understanding of Feng Aotian, thinking, these years, really Underestimated Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian closed his eyes slightly and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Leng Qianye was still asleep, and a joyous voice suddenly came from outside the camp, "General Mu is back."

Feng Aotian quickly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and saw that Leng Qianye also opened his eyes, then stood up, remembering about Shi Cai, but did not know how to get along with her, and was silent.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, pushed away the blue silk that he was blocking his eyes, and then said, "Get out when you wear it properly. Master, go and see Hanyao."

Before Leng Qianye could answer, Feng Aotian had already got off the bed and rushed out of the camp tent.

Leng Qianye raised her eyes and watched her hurriedly leaving, suddenly felt a little lonely. For some reason, what she was thinking in her heart was that in her heart, Mu Hanyao is more important than him.

He looked at the empty place on his side, closed his eyes slightly, and his mind emerged that she hugged him into her arms and gently dried his hair. For the first time, he felt a sense of melancholy in his heart. He laughed at himself, what happened to him?

His thoughts were interrupted by the cheers from outside the camp. He condensed his confusion and got off the bed. After reaching the screen, he changed into a brocade robe, tied his ink hair, and walked out.

Mu Hanjin also just adjusted his internal energy, felt a lot more comfortable and at ease, then slowly recovered his energy, opened his eyes, heard the outside sound, got off the bed, but felt dizzy, he sat down again , Close your eyes and rest your mind.

Feng Aotian had already stepped out of the camp, and he saw Mu Hanyao's silver armor stained with blood, and his cold face was covered with thick exhaustion. He just got off the horse, looked at Feng Aotian, and was about to step forward. Seeing his horse collapsed to the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, and quickly knelt on the ground, stroking the horse's head. The cheering soldiers stopped abruptly, watching Mu Hanyao seeing such a sudden situation.

Feng Aotian flew up and saw that the horse had closed her eyes and died of foaming at her mouth. She squatted on the ground and covered Mu Hanyao's hand on the horse, "It's a hero."

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, concealing his inner sadness. This horse has followed him since he killed the battlefield, and has never left it. Although it has been exhausted during these days, it still supports it until it returns to the border. Finally couldn't hold on, and fell.

He looked at Feng Aotian. When he saw her, the emotions surging in his heart made him silent, just watching her like this.

In the barracks, the soldiers stood on one side, silent, and no one spoke to break the silence. In their eyes, the war horses accompanied them from birth to death, just like their relatives. They stood there, and their eyes were overflowing. sad.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Bury it with the heroes who died in battle."

"Yes." Li Su stood aside, answering unshavenly.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao with an even more beard, a small smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, holding his hand, and stood up, "Master buried it with you."

Mu Hanyao stared at her, nodded heavily, the soldiers beside him lifted the horse, and Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao walked forward side by side.

Leng Qianye looked at the back of the two of them leaving, his eyes flashed with sadness, and he saw Mu Hanjin standing beside him with a pale face.

"How did you come out?" Leng Qianye asked in a low voice, knowing that he must have vomited blood.

"Big Brother is back, I will come out to take a look." Mu Hanjin also stared at the two leaving figures in front of him, "The emperor and the big brother stand together really well."

"What is the match between two men standing together?" Leng Qianye said lightly.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and stared at him with a deep smile.

Leng Qianye turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What are you doing looking at me like this?"

"Brother Leng, what did you do with the emperor?" Mu Hanjin asked jokingly.

"What I can do, I didn't do anything." Leng Qianye's complexion darkened slightly, and then put away his gaze, and said dodgingly.

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Mu Hanjin chuckled again, "It is a happy thing to be remembered by the emperor."

Leng Qianye was silent while listening to Mu Hanjin's words, didn't he? Is she thinking of him?

After Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao buried the horse, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Did you not sleep for several nights?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao is holding on now. His nerves have been tense since he left the capital. Now, seeing her safe and sound, and Feng Guo proactively attacked and won the first battle, he is happier than anyone else.

Feng Aotian embraced him, tapped his toes lightly, and then flew to the barracks.

Li Su and the other soldiers looked at the two leaving, smiled at each other, got up and rushed to the barracks.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao and fell in front of Leng Qianye and Mu Hanjin, and looked at Leng Qianye, "Tonight's feast, Qianye, go and give orders."

"Yes." Leng Qianye lowered his head, did not know how to face her, responded in a low voice, then turned and left.

Mu Hanyao saw that Leng Qianye's was different, then turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "What's wrong with him?"

"When have you been so curious about other people's people?" Feng Aotian held Mu Hanyao's hand and held Mu Hanjin's hand. It was very cold, his eyes flashed with gloom, and he took the two of them. The camp.

After the three of them stepped into the camp, Feng Aotian pushed Mu Hanyao into the screen, "Go to take a bath."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a low voice, looking at the bath soup that had been prepared, with a slight smile on his face.

She took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked to the bed, "I don't want to go to bed, I will call you later."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied softly, allowing her to cover the brocade on his body, and a kiss was dropped on his forehead, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Aotian clasped his hand tightly and put his internal strength into his body. After seeing his complexion recover a trace of blood, he was relieved, and when he saw him falling asleep, he got up and saw Mu Hanyao not for a long time. There was a movement, thinking that he must be exhausted, maybe he was asleep in the tub.

After she stepped into the screen, as expected, he quietly closed his eyes, lay in the tub, and fell asleep.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, picked up the water from the bathtub and hit him on his body. Looking at his haggard face, he knew his hardships these days.

She personally scrubbed his body for him, stroked his firm skin with her fingertips, kneaded him with just the right amount of strength to relieve his fatigue, and then fished him out of the tub. Mu Hanyao was already Sober, cold eyes, staring at her blankly.

She hooked the corner of her mouth, "Tired and stupid?" She said, she hooked the black shirt on one side and put it on him, "Come out, beware of colds."

Mu Hanyao walked out of the bathtub and suddenly embraced her in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.

Feng Aotian was startled at first, thinking that he is now bolder and more proactive. She raised her eyes and looked at him. His lips were very anxious, biting her lips without leaving her a trace. The gap, strong and domineering grabbing all her breath.

Feng Aotian felt that Mu Hanyao was too abnormal, so he wrapped his tight waist, and the shirt on his body fell off and scattered on the ground, his body pressed against her like this.

She turned around, pushed him violently, and pressed him against the low cabinet on one side. Her hand slowly descended along his back, kneading the tight skin, acting passively.

Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand, tore at Feng Aotian's clothes, unfastened her belt, and slid his hands into her slender but tight waist, stroking her smooth skin.

Feng Aotian grabbed his arbitrarily moving hands and held them high on top of his head, running along the corners of his lips. The beard on her face made her a little bit painful. Her eyes darkened, and then she bit his neck fiercely. Licking his chest, and the word "天" that she had carved close to her chest, which was exclusively her imprint.

Mu Hanyao's eyes flickered with gloom, so flirting, he was already emotional, and even more responsive, he twisted uncomfortably, lowered his head, kissed Feng Aotian's lips again, and rubbed Feng Aotian's waist with his waist. belly.

Feng Aotian was holding his hands with one hand, and the other hand slowly descended to the place that symbolized his pride, where his head was already held high.

Feng Aotian gently traced the pride with his fingers, raised his eyes, and watched Mu Hanyao's lips pressed tightly, a strong breath sprayed between his nose, "The first time?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian and nodded vigorously.

Feng Aotian smiled and squeezed his fingers hard, Mu Hanyao groaned uncontrollably, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the minister...want..."

Feng Aotian had never seen Mu Hanyao still have such a side, his still handsome face, but he was stained with a touch of sex, so looking, it exuded a unique masculine charm.

She felt that she could only do this now, and then she kissed his lips and moved her wrist vigorously, until Mu Hanyao snorted, Feng Aotian raised her hand and looked at the stickiness in her hand. Wu, looked at Mu Hanyao again, "Satisfied?"

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and embraced Feng Aotian in his arms, unwilling to let go. After these days of getting along, after life and death, his heart had changed unknowingly, and he found that he was actually dependent on someone. And this person is her in his arms.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Hanyao took a deep breath, did not reply, but let go of her, and then sank into the already cold bath tub, washing his body.

Looking at him, Feng Aotian flashed a sly look in his eyes, then took out a piece of brocade, wiped his hands clean, and went to the copper basin on the side to clean his hands.

After taking a bath, Mu Hanyao wore a black blouse, walked out of the screen, and then walked to the dressing table, shaving his stubble. For a while, the entire camp was quiet.

Feng Aotian watched Mu Hanyao so silent, then turned around, walked to the bed, took the pulse for Mu Hanjin, his eyes were cold, then he lifted him up, sat cross-legged, and fought for him.

After Mu Hanyao dressed properly, he turned around and saw the two on the bed. He turned quietly, his stern face without too much emotion, and stepped out of the camp.

Leng Qianye stood not far away and watched Mu Hanyao walk over. He was completely new. He smiled and said, "Have you made a decision when you return to Beijing this time?"

Mu Hanyao looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye. Knowing his brothers over the years, he naturally knew his temper. He nodded slightly, "Yes."

"She really has the means, but anyone she likes, even if she resists, will not escape her palm in the end." Leng Qianye sneered, not only making fun of Mu Hanyao, but also mocking herself.

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Aren't you?"

Leng Qianye restrained his emotions, "This battle can be regarded as a real war with Qiguo. You said, can we beat Qiguo?"

Mu Hanyao could see that Leng Qianye was shaking. At this moment, he didn't want to talk more. He suddenly became a little scared, thinking of his second brother, and looking at Leng Qianye, he replied in a deep voice, "Definitely."

Leng Qianye let out a big laugh for the first time, "I will surely step down to the country by myself."

That night, in the barracks, there was a staggering scramble, and the soldiers were beaming with joy, holding large bowls in their hands and drinking to their heart's content.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao sat on both sides of Feng Aotian, Mu Hanjin was still asleep, she looked at the soldier in front of her, said some impassioned words, and handed the home game to Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao. .

Until late at night, the barracks still laughed and laughed, and the soldiers danced happily. Feng Aotian was also interested. He lifted the sword on one side and waved it for joy. Mu Hanyao's eyes always fell on her. Never moved away.

Leng Qianye just bowed his head, drinking bowl after bowl.

Feng Aotian left the banquet early and hurried back to the camp, and saw Mu Hanjin getting up, looking at her with a smile.

She was a little bit drunk because of drinking, slowly stepped forward, and then leaned in his arms, "Wake up?"

"The emperor, the minister went out and talked to the eldest brother." Mu Hanjin smiled and said, looking at her.

"No." Feng Aotian pressed Mu Hanjin under her body, "Fortunately, stay here to accompany him, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin let her lie on her body quietly. He raised his hand, stroking her beautiful face, depicting her eyebrows, tight nose, and her shiny lips. Hugging her lightly, just watching her quietly like this.

After a while, Mu Hanyao slowly stepped into the camp, and saw the two people hugging each other on the bed, his eyes dimmed, and he turned to leave.

"Big Brother." Mu Hanjin looked at Mu Hanyao and shouted in a low voice.

Mu Hanyao was on the side, then turned around and looked at Mu Hanjin, "You are unwell, so you can rest. I will come back to you tomorrow."

Mu Hanjin looked at the figure as he turned and left, and heard a cold voice, "Where to go?"

Mu Hanyao's figure paused, then turned around, and saw that Feng Aotian, who was lying in Mu Hanjin's arms, had opened his eyes and looked at him.

He said blankly, "The minister returns to his camp."

"Come here." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Mu Hanyao hesitated and looked at Mu Hanjin. He had never thought that he was lying with another man with his brotherhood, which made him very uncomfortable.

Feng Aotian looked cold, got up from Mu Hanjin's body, and then whispered, "Come here."

Mu Hanyao stepped forward slowly and walked in front of her. Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled him to his side. With a flick of his finger, the candle in the camp was extinguished. She held both hands and lay down. Between the two, "I've been running around for so long, and I still don't rest or run around."

After that, he turned sideways, kissed Mu Hanyao on the cheek, looked sideways, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "You too, Minger is looking for you to settle the account."

Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "Yes."

Mu Hanyao closed his eyes, he was indeed very tired. Now, lying beside Feng Aotian, he was really at ease, and he fell asleep without knowing it.

The three were lying on the bed, sleeping quietly.

Leng Qianye accompany the soldiers to enjoy the wine all night, until the next morning, he stretched his arms, stood up, looked at the scenery in front of him, turned around, and returned to his camp.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi, who had been in a coma for five days, finally woke up faintly, raised his eyes, looked around, his arms propped up, his heart ached, he snorted, endured the pain, and got off the stone bed.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" Ling Shuangxue's voice sounded.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and saw her slowly walking in with the medicine. Her face was light and not too emotional. Then she stepped forward and put the medicine bowl on the stone table aside, "Your Highness, you are still It's not good, don't move."

"You saved me?" Ye Meixi's face was very pale, he asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Ling Shuangxue nodded, "Now, His Royal Highness is eradicating the second prince, and the emperor has not yet woken up. He has not seen your body, so he is still looking for your whereabouts."

"Who are you?" Ye Meixi looked at Ling Shuangxue, and felt that she was unusual since he first saw her.

"His Royal Highness, I will help you fulfill your wish." Ling Shuangxue continued, "This is what I promised Princess Xiyue."

Ye Meixi looked at her unsatisfactorily, then narrowed her gaze, then lay down again, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Five days." Ling Shuangxue then replied.

"It's been five days." Ye Meixi murmured to herself. The master must know something has happened, and she must be worried about him now.

Ling Shuangxue naturally knew that he was thinking about that person now, but he didn't want to say more, and then said, "His Royal Highness, now, the prince is still staring at you. Before you get better, you must not let him know your whereabouts."

"I know you have a way to pass the news to Mo Yan Pavilion." Ye Meixi said in a low voice, "Tell Mo Yan Pavilion that I am all well and let them wait quietly."

"Okay." Ling Shuangxue brought the medicine bowl over, picked up the spoon, took a spoonful, blew it gently, and then handed it to his mouth.

Ye Meixi reached out and took the medicine bowl, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Ling Shuangxue replied lightly, handing him the medicine bowl.

Ye Meixi got up slightly, then took the medicine in one gulp, handed her the medicine bowl, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ling Shuangxue looked at him, then stretched out her hand, trying to untie his clothes and give him medicine.

"I'll do it myself." Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at her, and said.

"Okay." Ling Shuangxue still faintly responded, then handed him the golden sore medicine, got up, and left the secret room.

She walked out of the secret room. After half an hour, Mo Yange learned that he was safe and sound. Chu Xia and Han Xiang were overjoyed. They were seriously injured. Today, they have not been able to get out of bed. However, the worries of the past few days can be regarded as Just relax.

The elder swept away his sad expression, folded his hands together, "God bless you!"

Early Xia looked at Xiang Han, "Does this news have to be told to Emperor Feng?"

"Since your Highness ordered someone to send the news, the most important thing is to let the Emperor Feng know." Xiang Han continued.

"Well, I think so." Chu Xia nodded and looked at the Great Elder, "Great Elder, please pass the news of your Highness to the Emperor of Feng Kingdom."

"Yeah." The great elder knew something about Ye Meixi and Feng Aotian. What he is looking forward to now is that the pavilion master will be safe and sound. He really can't manage other things.

Mu Hanyao was really too tired and slept for two full days, while Mu Hanjin was adjusting her breath for the past two days.

Leng Qianye had not searched for her in the past two days, but had accompanied the soldiers to drink. After all, he, as the master, could not be absent from the party for three days.

After Feng Aotian got the news that Ye Meixi was unobstructed from the soul, she really relaxed, she had been worrying about him these days, and now she finally had news of him.

"What happened to the old woman?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

The soul hurriedly replied, "I have sent someone to put the drunk soul in her body every day, and it will be poisoned within five days. At that time, even if she knows the poisoning, she will still be powerless."

"Okay." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, "She dares to hurt her master again and again, and her master must let her survive and die."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, and he knew that she was waiting for him to speak, but how should he tell her when this is the time?

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Why, don't you plan to tell Grandpa the solution to the curse?"

Mu Hanjin stared at Feng Aotian, took a deep breath, and looked at her, "The emperor..."

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