This Lord is Too Cruel

"Let's talk. The speed update is waiting for you. Baidu search for Lewen is fine!" Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin and said in a low voice.

Mu Hanjin raised his hand, untied his belt, untied his outer robe, and raised Feng Aotian's hand on his heart. He whispered, "The emperor, what can you feel?"

Feng Aotian looked at his jade-like face, closed her eyes slightly, feeling it, and only felt that his heartbeat was very weak, and it was even more cold. She opened her eyes suddenly, "You..."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms and sighed faintly, "If he vomits blood twice more, the minister will... The minister did not expect the poison to attack so quickly, the minister thought he could stay with you for three years or two years. Yes, but now..."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, hugged Mu Hanjin tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Then you still haven't said the way to relieve the curse."

Mu Hanjin leaned quietly in her arms, "The only solution is to put it to death and live afterwards. The curse in the subject is of a cold nature. There is a volcano in the Feng Clan, and there is a thousand-year-old hot spring under the mountain. It can resist the poison in the subject's body, but the emperor should put the subject in the hot spring pool before the death of the subject three days ago, and the subject should stay in the hot spring pool for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. This is the first death; It is the second death to take the Yin Qi of nine women to make up for the lost essence in the subject's body."

"No." Feng Aotian thought about making him and the nine women happy, her eyes flashed coldly, "You are the master."

Mu Hanjin's eyes dimmed, he didn't know it, but as long as there were other ways, he would definitely not take the risk, because he only wanted to stay by her side now, even if she disliked it, he would not hesitate.

Feng Aotian then asked, "Is there no other way?"

"The reason why each generation of the Feng Clan was cursed with love is because a thousand years ago, the patriarch of the Feng Clan fell in love with the Wang Zun at that time, but unfortunately, the Wang Zun had no affection for him, and the Feng Clan people were helping the Wang Zun. After dominating the world, he committed suicide in front of him. Since then, in order to prevent this from happening again, he has cast a love curse for the patriarchs of the Feng clan of each generation. If he is moved to Wang Zun, the love curse will be activated. , When the minister determined that the emperor refers to the emperor, anyway, the master told the minister not to be moved by you, but at that time, the minister had unknowingly given his heart to the emperor. Later, I have been struggling, wanting Get rid of it, but sink deeper and deeper, until the poison spreads." Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms and slowly said.

Feng Aotian listened to Mu Hanjin's words, "So, must there be nine women?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, her hands in her sleeves tightly closed, "The emperor, the minister does not want to detoxify, but he does not want to die or leave you."

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "Isn't it possible, Lord?"

Mu Hanjin was startled, staring at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, you are a man, you can't..."

Feng Aotian held his forehead, a headache, "If so, what about one woman?"

"That person must be born on the same day as Wang Zun, and a person of the same blood as Wang Zun, and more importantly, he can truly love and be connected with the minister." Mu Hanjin looked down, stretched out his hand, and wrapped her waist. "Otherwise, only nine women born on the lunar calendar can be used."

Feng Aotian's eyes turned slightly, "What about the third death?"

"The third death is to jump into the thousand-year cold pool, seven to forty-nine days." Mu Hanjin whispered.

"Go on." Feng Aotian knew that this road to relieve the curse was extremely difficult. The thousand-year-old hot spring pool must not grow at all, and the toxicity is very high. The thousand-year cold pool is extremely cold, if there is no strong will. , It will freeze to death immediately after jumping down, and every calamity is death.

"The fourth death is to take the most poisonous poison among the nine in the world. The nine most poisonous poisons in the world are poisons that resist the curse toxins. If the minister has not died from the poison within nine days, he will take these nine poisons. This poison melts into one's body, this is the fifth death; if it can be thoroughly integrated, the next step is to drink the blood of the nine most poisonous poisons in the world, drinking enough for nine days, this is the first Six deaths; if they can survive, they will have to boil these nine poisons into soup and drink them. This is the seventh death." Mu Hanjin whispered.

Feng Aotian listened, every step of this is death, "How about the eighth and ninth?"

"The eighth death will drink and forget the emotions, and will completely forget everything about the minister and the emperor." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at her, with a bitter mouth overflowing.

"How about the ninth?" Feng Aotian's red lips twitched slightly, stroking his back.

"If he can survive the eighth death, then the minister's body will die, and his soul will fly out. If this is the case, Wang Zun needs to personally bring the minister's body into the Wannian Cloud Altar of the Wind Race. Blood for blood, life for life." Mu Hanjin said immediately.

"Sure enough, he complied with what Jinjuan said, and died in desperation. This last death is a rebellion, because for thousands of years, no king has been willing to do this for his own world?" Feng Aotian He raised his eyes and said to Mu Hanjin.

"Yes, this is the nine deaths. If you can survive these nine deaths, it will be a lifetime." Mu Hanjin smiled slightly, "The emperor, the minister does not want you to take risks for the minister."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin. This was the first time she came to this world. Someone was able to stay by her side without hesitation. Even if she died, she was still thinking about her, maybe, very early. At the time, she recognized him, she lowered her head, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Master will not let you leave his side. You must survive these nine deaths."

Mu Hanjin's hands were trembling, and his heart melted at this moment. This is fate. Destiny is so. He cannot change. He is destined to fall in love with her and die for her, but in the end, he does not hesitate to use his own When the vitality found this way to finally release the curse, he must survive it.

Feng Aotian hugged Mu Hanjin tightly, and she whispered in a low voice, "So, do you have six days to stay with your master?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The emperor, the minister is dirty, do you still want a minister?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked his lips with his fingertips, "You remember, you will always belong to the Lord, even if it is the second death, the Lord will definitely make you his person."

Mu Hanjin's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "The emperor... the minister..."

Feng Aotian lifted the silver hair on his chest, and then asked, "You drink and forget your feelings, but you are alive, can you still recognize the Lord?"

"I don't know." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "In these thousands of years, no one has been able to survive the ninth death, naturally there is no life."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Whether you remember the Lord, you are the Lord, and the Lord will not let anyone take you away."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms. He was thankful that he could give her his heart, not someone else. He must stand in front of her alive and stay with her.

Mu Hanyao finally woke up. When he got up on the bed, he saw Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin sitting on the soft bed embracing each other. His eyes flashed with sadness, and then he got off the bed, just the conversation between them. He heard clearly, and at this moment, he realized that his second brother turned out to be the head of the Feng Clan, and the emperor turned out to be the destined king.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that Mu Hanyao had already stepped forward and knelt in front of her. She stretched out her hand, helped him up, and held his hand, "Did you sleep well?"

"Very good." Mu Hanyao felt that these were the two days he had slept most peacefully in these years. He raised his eyes and stared at Mu Hanjin in Feng Aotian's arms, not knowing how to speak.

Feng Aotian continued, "His life can only be his father's, and your life can only be his father's, you know?"

Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian, his cold eyes flashed with brilliant light, and he nodded, "The minister understands."

Feng Aotian understood that Mu Hanyao's heart was slowly approaching her, and they were slowly changing in these days of getting along. This is a good thing for her, and Feng Guo will grow stronger in the future. , They are indispensable.

"Go and wash." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, and then said.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "After a while, I will return to Beijing. I will leave the matter to your eldest brother and Chiba. In the capital, tomorrow will be the day when the women's scientific examination will be released. I will go and see Feng. The country’s first female official."

Mu Hanjin still reluctantly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The emperor, once this female official has a precedent, there will be no peace in the court."

"The Lord just wants them to see, the female officer is amazing." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes shot a sly, and he said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian. At this time, all he could do was to arrange the affairs of the court before he left. He just didn't know what happened to Jing Shu now? There is no news yet.

Mu Hanyao washed and dressed properly, then walked to Feng Aotian's face, "The emperor, you want to go?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Reluctant to bear him?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao looked at her and nodded. He was really reluctant. After coming back this time, he was even more reluctant.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Xiguo will definitely send troops again in the past few days. Dugu Xingye should not be underestimated. In these few days, there is still something to do in the capital. Master must go back first. Master believes that it will be just around the corner."

"The minister understands." Mu Hanyao nodded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stared at him, and looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "Master, take your eldest brother out for a walk."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded, raised her eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao, turned around, and walked to the bed.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao's hand and walked out of the camp.

Mu Hanjin turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's leaving back. He stretched out his hand, tied his belt around his body, and covered his heart, his eyes flashed with sadness. Can he really make it through?

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, silent.

A flying eagle hovered in the sky, and then landed on Mu Hanyao's shoulder.

She looked sideways and looked at the eagle, "Well, it's well raised."

"These days, when the minister is not there, it has gotten closer to Qianye." Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and said to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian smiled. The two walked out of the camp and walked slowly forward. When they reached a clearing, she stopped and faced him, "If you have anything to say to the Lord, just say it. "

Mu Hanyao's stern face didn't have any emotions, but stood straight in front of her, and the eagle on his shoulder flew away with interest. He stepped forward and took Feng Aotian into his arms, "Is the minister crazy? ?"

Feng Aotian heard his powerful heartbeat and the helplessness in his tone, a light smile flashed in her eyes, allowing him to hold herself.

Mu Hanyao hugged Feng Aotian extremely tightly, remembering what happened behind the screen that day, his eyes sank, he lowered his head, kissed her lips strongly, biting fiercely.

Feng Aotian raised his head to cater to his kiss, knowing his abnormality, but I don't know that he really showed his domineering nature, and now he is more and more disregarding her deterrence.

Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice, "The emperor, the minister will guard Feng Country and guard you."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth was filled with a smile, and he raised his hand, stroking his handsome face, with his perseverance, allowing her to clearly feel his heartfelt promise to her.

Mu Hanyao never made a mistake about what he identified. He understood that Feng Aotian's thoughts had become different. Even if the person in front of him was a man, he was the king of a country, but he had already had a feeling for her. The feeling of surpassing monarchs and ministers.

Feng Aotian squeezed Mu Hanyao's hand, "Okay, let's go back."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao wished to stay with her for a few more days, but he still knew clearly what was her first identity?

Feng Aotian led Mu Hanyao back to the barracks, and saw Leng Qianye was already drunk and unconscious and was carried into the camp. She thought that Leng Qianye had always been a calm and self-sufficient person, even if she accompanied him these few days. With the soldiers drinking, it is impossible to indulge themselves so much.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, go and see him."

Feng Aotian had this intention and looked at him and said, "You must have something to say to Han Jin, go."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao still looked cold, then turned around and walked towards her camp.

When Feng Aotian stepped into the camp, he saw Leng Qianye's shirt not taking off, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the camp.

She stepped forward slowly, watching his dusty face glowing with crimson, she could clearly hear the light breathing between his nose, she took out the silk kerchief, moistened, wiped the wine marks on the corner of his mouth, and then raised her hand. Untied the belt of his shirt.

Her hands were held in Leng Qianye's. She raised her eyes and met his Hanyu's dark eyes, revealing an endless indifference. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "How can I sleep well like this?"

Leng Qianye kept pressing her hand and stared at her unsatisfactorily. After a long time, he released his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, knowing that he was drunk, unbuttoned his robe, helped him up, let him lean in his arms, she took off all his clothes, Exposing his white jade-like skin, she raised her hand, sucked one side of her coat into her palm, changed it for him, lay him flat on the bed, covered the silk quilt, pushed the blue silk off his forehead, and whispered , "Master is gone."

She bowed her head, kissed lightly under the corner of his lips, then got up and left the camp.

Leng Qianye, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly and watched the curtain covering her. He raised his hand, stroked his lips, gathered the quilt, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian walked out of Leng Qianye's camp, and saw Mu Hanjin and Mu Hanyao stepping out of the camp. The two expressions were light, "Okay, I will return to Beijing, and the border will be handed over to you and Qianye."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian, and said with a bow.

Mu Hanjin stepped forward, holding Feng Aotian's hand, the two turned and left the barracks, rode Aoxue, turned their eyes, glanced at Mu Hanyao, and left the border.

Mu Hanyao stood there solemnly, watching Feng Aotian leaving, he turned around coldly and stepped into the barracks.

Leng Qianye was wearing a silver-gray shirt, standing outside the camp, watching Mu Hanyao slowly walking towards him.

"She is really chic, so she left like this." Leng Qianye sneered and looked at Mu Hanyao.

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes, "She has to go."

Leng Qianye understood in her heart that her identity, his indifferent face, flashed a little dark, and then turned around, "I'm going to rest, and I will leave it to you for the next two days."

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, wondering when he was so stingy?

Inside the palace, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng had just stepped out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Tomorrow is the day to release the list. They finally finished reviewing the exam papers, raised their eyes, and stared at the rare good weather outside. The two looked at each other and then rushed to the palace. go with.

The victory in the first battle at the border has spread throughout Feng Country, and the people are even talking about it. For them, they have not won such a quick victory against Qiguo in these years.

Naturally, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng also knew that Yi Mu's health was not good, and these hours of work made him look a little tired. In the carriage, he took out a silk kerchief, covered the corners of his mouth, coughed lightly, his complexion compared It was paler before.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and stared at him, "I see you rest these days."

"Ahem..." Yi Mu coughed a few times, then looked at Gu Yefeng, "The emperor has not yet returned to Beijing. Tomorrow will be the day when the list will be released. There are still many things on the court. If I rest, how can I do it? ."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and stared at Gu Yefeng, "Let's talk about it after these days."

Gu Yefeng shook his head and said, "Then go back to the palace, ask the royal doctor to show you."

"It's useless." Yi Mu lay on his side in the carriage and whispered, "I know my body."

"Hey." Gu Yefeng shook his head, also knowing his temperament, and didn't say much.

On this day, Mu Hanyao ordered the entire army to rest, reorganize and start training tomorrow morning, while Leng Qianye was lying on the bed and fell asleep peacefully without leaving the camp for two consecutive days.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin rode Aoxue back to the capital that night.

The cat father-in-law naturally got the news early in the morning, and he stood outside the emperor's bedroom and waited early.

From a distance, I saw Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin turning over and getting off their horses. He greeted him quickly and threw himself into Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, you are finally back, and the slave wants to kill you."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at the black green on his father-in-law's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Okay, as soon as you come back, you will stick."

"The minion doesn't stick to the master, who else can stick to it, master, you are so cruel, these days, throw the minion in the palace." The cat father cried while pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves.

Listening to his cry, Feng Aotian suddenly got a headache, and then pulled him away from his arms, "Okay, I have business to do."

"Hey, master, that Lan Jingshu is still at the old drunkard's place, whether it's alive or dead." Father Cat still dragged Feng Aotian's sleeves and followed her into the palace.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, staring at him coldly, "Master is hungry."

Seeing Feng Aotian's cold look, the cat father quickly loosened her sleeves, "The minion is going to prepare dinner."

Feng Aotian then stepped forward and entered the palace. Turning his eyes, he saw Mu Hanjin holding his heart and walking forward slowly.

She knew that he must have been working hard these past few days. She embraced him in her arms, raised her hand, and covered his forehead, "in a cold sweat."

"The emperor, the minister is all right." Mu Hanjin leaned weakly in her arms and whispered.

Feng Aotian looked at her like this, except that it was distressed, she raised her hand and held his hand tightly, "After six days, the master will send you back to the Feng Clan."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The emperor, the minister will continue."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, "You must go through it. If you don't make it through, the master will forget you."

A faint smile flashed across Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes, "Okay."

Mr. Mao came in with the soup and looked at Feng Aotian holding Mu Hanjin. He could tell at a glance that Mu Hanjin must have been seriously injured, and then said, "Master, you haven't taken the medicine these days. "

"Well, let the master finish all these few sunsets, and the master should take care of them as soon as possible." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, after September 1981, less than three months, she will rush to him At the second death, come to Kuishui.

Father Cat was startled, his eyes turned slightly, and his heart was joyful. Isn't the master eager to let him dedicate his life?

Feng Aotian took the decoction and drank it in one sip. She couldn't feel the bitterness at all. She lowered her head and stared at Mu Hanjin, "Go to dinner."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, leaning against her arms, and the two walked to the table.

Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian being too kind to Mu Hanjin, curling his lips in dissatisfaction.

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Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him like this, and then said, "What have you been doing these days?"

"What else can the minion do, of course, is the master." Father Cat said, his eyes were sour.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and held his hand in his palm. For her, she should cherish the person who can accompany her all the way in such an environment.

Father Cat lowered his head and watched Feng Aotian holding his hand with a charming smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he stepped forward and leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "Master..."

Feng Aotian whispered, "Sit down."

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, and then sat beside her.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng also got the news of her return to the palace, and rushed over.

Feng Aotian looked at Yi Mu's complexion, "Tomorrow you can rest alive, you are not allowed to go to court, and you are not allowed to be busy in court."

"The emperor, the minister is fine." Yi Mu quickly bowed his head and replied.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's gloomy expression, and then replied, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng a lot more haggard in the past few days, but looked a lot more mature than when she first entered the palace, she continued, "Sit down and eat together."

"Yes." The two responded, and then stepped forward.

After dinner, Yi Mu reported the affairs of the past few days one by one, and was sent back to the palace to rest by Feng Aotian.

Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, feeling that the emperor looked cold-blooded and ruthless on the surface, and he was still very sympathetic to his subordinates.

At this time, Si Xi hurriedly stepped into the bedroom and reported in a low voice, "The emperor, Concubine Lan is awake."

Feng Aotian listened, and a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Well, send someone to return him to Jinxuan Palace."

"Yes." Si Xi replied, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You have been resting here these few days."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied softly, raising her eyes, and meeting the dissatisfied eyes from the cat.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Let's go, Lord will take you back."

"No, the emperor, the minister can go back by himself." Gu Yefeng thought that if he let him be alone with Feng Aotian, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Aotian didn't force it, looking at Si Xi, "Send Gu Yefeng back to the palace."

"Yes." Si Xi replied, and then personally stepped forward, pushing Gu Yefeng to leave the emperor's bedroom.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat, looking at her with a bitter expression. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Master, come back, you will look like this."

"Master, the slave misses you." Father Cat threw himself into Feng Aotian's arms and said softly.

When Feng Aotian didn't know his true identity, she would definitely push the cat away, but now, knowing his identity, she is accustomed to his sticky actions.

"Lord go to read the Jingshu, you accompany Han Jin to the master." Feng Aotian pushed the cat father-in-law away from her, got up, and left the emperor's bedroom.

Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "Are you going to die?"

Mu Hanjin didn't mind the direct and poisonous words of Father Cat, "Yeah."

Father Cat then sat next to him, "If it was placed in the past, if the Sajia knew that you were going to die, he would be happy, or he would send you to Huangquan by himself, but now, the Sajia knows that if you die, the master will definitely It will be sad, so if you think of a way, live well."

Mu Hanjin naturally understood that Mr. Cat is a thoughtful person. He couldn't help thinking that the people who can stay with the emperor are not simple people. For example, Mr. Feng, although he does not know martial arts, he can control the phoenix. Everything in Aotian Palace is well managed, such as the cat father-in-law in front of him, which is not simple.

"I will live." Mu Hanjin looked at Father Cat and said.

Father Cat picked up the tea cup and stopped talking.

Mu Hanjin got up from the soft couch and walked towards the inner hall.

Feng Aotian stepped up and walked slowly towards Jinxuan Palace. This way, she was thinking back to the scene of being with Lan Jingshu. These days, she was worried about him, and now she was finally relieved.

Jingxi also welcomed her master back to the palace just now, looking at Lan Jingshu with tears streaming down her face.

Feng Aotian stepped into the dormitory and heard the cry of Jingxi in the dormitory. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, then stepped into the dormitory and walked to the inner hall.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, then looked at Feng Aotian's eyes, he was slightly startled, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly got up.

Upon seeing this, Jingxi hurriedly stepped forward to support him, turned her eyes, and saw Feng Aotian had already walked over.

He quickly knelt on the ground, "Minions see the emperor!"

"Retreat." Feng Aotian waved his hand.

Lan Jingshu propped her body and sat on the bed.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, took him into his arms, stroked his pale face, "Are you waiting for the Lord to come back?"

"The emperor." Lan Jingshu's voice was very low, raised his eyes and stared at her.

Feng Aotian looked at him wearing only a shirt. She raised her hand and untied the silk tape he tied around her waist. She saw the gauze tied to her waist and abdomen. She gently stroked, "Re-seat you What you want to say to your master that day, tell your master."

Lan Jingshu leaned weakly in her arms, his face flashed with scarlet, and his lips were tightly pressed. Now he has no courage to speak any more.

Feng Aotian smiled, stretched out his hand, closed his shirt and covered the brocade, "Keep it well."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, really relieved that Feng Aotian didn't question him again.

Feng Aotian laid him flat on the bed, sitting on one side, "Go to sleep."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly and closed his eyes slowly. Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, stroked his face, held his hand and leaned to one side, after waiting for a long time, he saw that he was asleep and got up. , Left the bedroom.

Jingxi watched Feng Aotian leave, then looked at her master who was lying on the bed, and sighed.

Feng Aotian went back to the emperor's bedroom, and saw Father Cat greeted him and said, "Master, Concubine Mu has bathed and undressed. The servant will take care of you."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded. She was indeed a little tired from the dust of the past few days, and then stepped into the screen.

Father Cat personally undressed her. She lay in the tub, raised her head and closed her eyes to rest.

Father Cat rolled up his sleeves and kneaded for her, then looked at Feng Aotian's chest, which was a bit bigger than before, and then stretched out his hand, pulsed, and counted the time.

Feng Aotian was indeed a little tired. He allowed Father Cat to knead for her to relieve his fatigue. While he was kneading, his eyes flashed slyly, and then he moved slowly down, half kneeling down. In front of the bathtub, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Aotian's earlobe.

Feng Aotian did not open his eyes, and said coldly, "Want to be thrown out?"

Father Cat licked the tip of his tongue and said softly, "Master, slaves also want to kiss their masters and sons."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, turned his eyes and stared at him, "Yes, you can do it if you are the master."

Father Cat bowed his head and pouted, "Master, you are partial."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Master is eccentric, so what?"

Father Cat then got up, twisted his waist, and was about to leave, but Feng Aotian raised his hand and held him.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the slave is sad."

Feng Aotian pulled hard, and his body fell into the bathtub. His whole body was soaked, his clothes stuck to his body, and he leaned against Feng Aotian's chest. His eyes flashed slyly, and then he kissed Feng. Aotian's lips.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pushed him away, "He asked you to pinch him, not let you eat his tofu."

Father Cat licked the corners of Feng Aotian's lips, and pressed his chest against Feng Aotian's chest with his hands. "Master, the minion is clearing your bones."

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Looking for death."

Father Cat quickly let go, and sat in the tub aggrievedly, leaning in her arms regardless, "Master, if you are angry, kill the minion."

"You want to crush the Lord." Feng Aotian felt that he couldn't breathe now, and said coldly.

When Mr. Cat saw this, he left the tub unwillingly, dragging his clothes and standing beside the tub.

Feng Aotian looked at him, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and then said, "What are you still doing? You are taking advantage of your master, and you still feel wronged."

Father Cat pouted, looking at Feng Aotian grievedly, "Master, you dislike a slave."

Feng Aotian stared at the already spent face of Father Cat, and then said, "You look in the mirror and see what you look like.

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Mr. Cat hurriedly walked to the dressing table, waited to see what he looked like, then turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the slave will not make up in the future."

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "It's good for ghosts to be sad. You can continue painting for the Lord."

Father Cat shook his head and said, "No, the master dislikes minions, so minions don't want to paint."

Feng Aotian didn't want to pester him, and then got up from the bathtub, "I won't change my clothes yet."

"Yes." Father Cat accepted it when he saw it, and quickly stepped forward to change clothes for Feng Aotian, and then the two walked out of the screen.

"Are you going to go out with your clothes wet?" Feng Aotian stared at Father Cat and whispered.

"Anyway, it was the master who made the minion wet. It doesn't hurt." Father Cat waved his hand, then turned and left the inner hall.

Feng Aotian felt strange when he heard what the father-in-law said, and then turned around and saw Mu Hanjin lying on the bed, watching her.

The corner of her mouth twitched, then she stepped forward, lying between him and Feng Yinqi, turning her eyes, looking at Feng Yinqi's still sleeping face, "I don't know when he will wake up."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The emperor, the minister wants to leave you the best."

Feng Aotian turned around, took him into his arms, lowered his head and asked, "Are you planning to dedicate yourself tonight?"

Mu Hanjin's face was reddish, and she whispered, "The minister has seen pictures about the pleasure of a man's boudoir..."

Feng Aotian laughed dumbly. Although she was a man, she really couldn't do anything. However, Feng Aotian had other plans in his mind now.

She leaned on her side and said, "Don't you want to wait for it to pass and dedicate yourself?"

"The minister was not clean at that time." Mu Hanjin said quietly.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You will always be yours."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms. Once this second death passed, his body no longer belonged to her. I am afraid that at that time, even if he could stay by her side alive, he would not allow her. Touch his dirty body.

Feng Aotian patted the back of Mu Hanjin's hand lightly, "Go to sleep, you have to raise your body these few days."

"The emperor..." Mu Hanjin stood up slightly, looked at her, and unbuttoned her clothes, "Couldn't it?"

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, closed his shirt, kissed his eyebrows, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Hey, the future will be long."

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes, he understood that she didn't want to make herself too tired, but after a few days, he...

Feng Aotian took him into his arms, and the two embraced each other. She sighed quietly. She really couldn't handle this kind of thing now.

Early the next morning, Feng Aotian got up early, looked at Mu Hanjin who was sleeping peacefully beside him, lowered his head, kissed the corner of his lips, and then went to the dragon bed.

Father Cat was already outside the bedroom with a smile, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that he didn't remove his makeup, he still looks like that, thinking that after watching it for a long time, I'm really used to it. If so, let him hold the evildoer The face is too swagger.

After Feng Aotian got dressed, he went to the morning court. The officials were silent, thinking about what happened in these days, they dare not say much now.

Today, neither the prime minister nor the prime minister went to the morning court. Gu Yefeng was sitting in a wheelchair and standing in the first place. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's cold childish face. He reported the affairs of the court in the past few days one by one.

Feng Aotian announced the victory to the border and announced the award. Today, the ranking will be released. Three days later, it will be the palace exam, and then the first female champion of Feng Guo will be selected.

The hundreds of officials felt uncomfortable when they thought of this. They were really dissatisfied with women being officials. Because, for thousands of years, there was no precedent for women to be officials in the DPRK. How could they accept this sudden change? In the future, they will be dissatisfied when they want to go to court with the woman. However, they are more afraid of the current emperor. Compared with being beheaded by the emperor, they can only swallow their anger.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian went back to the Imperial Palace and looked at the list on the top. Because there were only 20 women who participated in the women’s scientific examination this time, the top eight were placed on the list. Then, the champion, second place and Tanhua were selected. .

Feng Aotian looked at the list inside and saw Leng Peihan's name at a glance. He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "Bring Leng Peihan's test paper, and show him."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng was ready, took out Leng Peihan's examination paper and handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian unfolded, watching, "Well, it's interesting."

Gu Yefeng slandered, shouldn't he say, good, or is it excellent? What does it mean?

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Now, you may be competent for the post of the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

"The minister is already familiar with it." Gu Yefeng thought that after all these things, if he didn't become familiar with it as soon as possible, he would read the books over the years for nothing.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng calmer than before, and nodded in satisfaction, "The palace exam questions after three days will be handed over to you."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, somewhat puzzled, "The emperor, this..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, don't you dare?"

Listening to Feng Aotian's contemptuous tone, Gu Yefeng quickly cold his face, and then replied, "Who said the minister would not dare?"

Feng Aotian then nodded, "I will leave it to you."

"The minister leads the order." Gu Yefeng replied, then raised his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, today's memorial?"

"It's okay, if Yi Mu and Jing Shu are not in good shape, they will be handed over to the master and you." Feng Aotian thought of these days of exercise, Gu Yefeng should be able to stand alone.

Gu Yefeng nodded and said, then, supported by Sixi, he got on the soft couch, sat cross-legged in front of Feng Aotian, and began to read the memorial.

Mu Hanjin had been lying on the dragon couch and fell asleep. It was only at night that she woke up quietly. Just after waking up, she felt a pain in her heart and vomited blood.

Feng Aotian also sensed that she hurriedly flew out of the study, walked in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, and saw that the red line had crossed the arm. She raised her eyes and looked at him. Are there two more?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, and said palely, "When he vomited blood for the last time, the minister wanted to return to the Feng Clan."

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