This Lord is Too Cruel

After noon, Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng went to the Emperor's bedroom, but Feng Aotian and Father Mao were not seen. Looking at Sixi, who was standing outside the hall, he asked suspiciously, "What happened? "

"Suitable, the emperor came back drenched, and father-in-law Cat is now working for the emperor." Si Xi replied with his head down.

Lan Jingshu's thoughts were shocked, and he hurriedly stepped into the imperial dormitory, and when he walked to the inner hall, he saw the two sitting on the dragon couch and the two people sitting on the dragon couch. His gentle temperament was stained with clouds and mist. He stood on one side. Looking at Feng Aotian's closed eyes, he was worried.

Yi Mu immediately followed, took a step forward, looked at Lan Jingshu, "Go ahead."

Lan Jingshu turned his eyes, looked at Yi Mu, nodded slightly, and left the inner hall.

Gu Yefeng was already sitting on the soft couch, looking at the two of them, "Well, she is not good, why is she looking like this."

Lan Jingshu did not respond, but simply sat down and wrote, flipping through the memorial in front of him, reviewing it.

In this way, after another two hours, Grandpa Cat put away his internal strength, opened his eyes, and saw that Feng Aotian had slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

He smiled, got off the dragon bed and supported her, "Master, who are you doing this for?"

Feng Aotian thought of Mu Hanjin, his heart was choked, and he drew his mind away, got up and said, "A person the master wants to hold."

Father Cat was slightly startled, looking at her, then, is he also the one the master wants to guard?

Feng Aotian stepped up, stepped out of the inner hall, walked into the study, and looked at the light blue back of Lan Jingshu. At this moment, she seemed to see Mu Hanjin sitting on this soft couch indifferently, reviewing the memorial. .

She sat down slowly, staring at Lan Jingshu, but her mind drifted away...

Lan Jingshu looked sideways, looking at her staring at herself, but thoughtfully, as if looking at another person through him. He looked back, restrained the sadness in his eyes, and continued to review the memorial, but he was holding the pen. The knuckles of his hand were white, apparently he used his strength.

Yi Mu also saw Feng Aotian's abnormality. At this time, he could see clearly than anyone else, but, undoubtedly, her actions were hurting another person.

Gu Yefeng could feel the depressive atmosphere at this time. Of course he was not stupid. At this time, he didn't want to be the object of her vent, so he bowed his head and did his own thing quietly.

Father Cat was standing beside Feng Aotian, too late to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead, letting the beads wet the makeup on his face, he just stood quietly on one side, because she was what he wanted in this life People who have to keep well.

Feng Aotian’s vented emotions are like a magnificent river suddenly encountering violent storms and rain, and then the river becomes turbulent, until it becomes calm, so that such a quiet study room can hear the gurgling sound of water. It was knocking at their hearts, like her faint emotions at the moment.

They had never seen such Feng Aotian before, and they couldn't help falling into silence.

After a long time, Feng Aotian condensed his emotions, then picked up the royal pen, reviewed the memorial, and said nothing.

The cat turned around and exited the hall.

Sixi saw the sadness that he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but startled, and whispered, "Mao Mao..."

The cat turned his eyes and glanced at Si Xi, "Is the Sajia overestimating himself?"

Sixi was puzzled, but didn't know how to answer.

The cat father tapped his toes and left the emperor's bedroom, flying and landing on the side courtyard.

Duke Jiu raised his eyes, just glanced at him faintly, and continued to work on what he was doing.

Father Cat nestled himself in a recliner, and the air after the rain was fragrant, especially the wine jars that had been baptized. In this courtyard, the light aroma of wine wafted over his face, which made him take a deep breath. Yun Ke took a sip, his slender eyes slowly closed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his head raised, facing the sun, letting the autumn wind blow on his cheeks...

Until sunset, the blue sky was dyed into a gorgeous afterglow by red clouds. He opened his eyes reluctantly, got up, and left the courtyard.

Wearing a coquettish red shirt, Ye Meixi stepped up into the emperor's bedroom, and when he walked into the study, he felt the atmosphere inside was very strange.

He looked at Feng Aotian, the red light passed through the screen window and hit her white jade cheek, her eyes focused, her body exuding an unconcealable breath, she could not see the gentleness of the past, but quietly looked at the person in front of her. Memorials.

He paused, then stepped forward, hooked her neck, and put his chin on her shoulder, "Master..."

The movements in Feng Aotian's hands did not stop, but her gloomy face finally gave a hint of smile, and her thin lips hooked slightly, "Enough rest?"

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, "When will I be finished?"

Feng Aotian looked at the memorial that had been reviewed before him, and then said, "Half an hour."

"That Meixi accompany him." Ye Meixi immediately sat beside her, wrapped her waist around her back, leaned her head on her somewhat thin shoulders, and sucked in the faint breath of her body.

As if smelling a strange breath, he frowned slightly, and then said, "Master, is Mu Hanjin worrying Master?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Your nose is really good."

Ye Meixi snorted coldly. In this world, who can affect her emotions, except for the annoying Mu Hanjin.

"Master, he has a very big life, so he will naturally live well." Although Ye Meixi didn't know why Mu Hanjin suddenly disappeared, he could quickly catch the clues, and he knew how much in his heart.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at him. At this time, the person who could say such a thing was him. She put down the imperial brush, turned around, and dragged him into her arms, holding him gently, feeling his temperature. , Remembering that Shicai was holding Mu Hanjin's cold feeling, she suddenly felt that she started to hate cold things.

Ye Meixi leaned quietly in her arms, letting her hold her, and the study fell into silence again.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at the two people embracing each other. His eyes were dim, and his heart was filled with bitterness. At this time, he realized that he didn't really know her deeply. Then, again How about staying by her side? How can one be qualified to be jealous? How can she be jealous that she cares more about others than herself?

These days, he was worried about Mu Hanjin, but he never thought that her worries about Mu Hanjin never appeared, because there were too many obstacles in front of her, and she needed to be scrupulous. Too many, thrilling every day, never have a moment of rest, but he only guards his own side of the world, never thought of stepping out of his own circle, to share more for her, then, this way How can I say I love her?

Mr. Mao walked in with the soup medicine and restored his previous smile. When he saw Ye Meixi leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, he curled his mouth and hurried forward, "Master, when do you have dinner?"

"I'll wait." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Father Cat, raised his hand, holding his wrist, "Go to the soft couch for a rest."

"It's okay to be a slave." Father Cat shook his head, then handed her the soup medicine.

Ye Meixi still leaned in Feng Aotian's arms and refused to leave.

Feng Aotian took the decoction, raised his head to drink, opened his mouth, holding the candied fruit that father-in-law had already prepared, bowed his head and looked at Ye Meixi, "I will be with you later."

Ye Meixi was reluctant to leave from her arms, glanced at Father Cat, and left the study.

The cat public stood beside Feng Aotian and did not leave.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu without saying a word. She held the royal pen in one hand, raised the other hand, holding the hand in the sleeve of his hidden domain, and smiled.

Lan Jingshu felt the warmth from his palm, but his heart ached even more. Perhaps, he should not stick to the old rules, but should bear more for her instead of doing his best, but doing his best.

Outside the capital, Xuanyuan Yu has been lying on the bed, with images of Feng Aotian being rude to him in his mind. The more he thinks about it, the more annoyed he grows. The person who always counts everything, never expected, but one day, Falling into the hands of an inconspicuous person, Feng Aotian was destined to be a thorn in his heart. If he did not pull it out, it would be difficult to dispel his hatred.

"The emperor, the whole army is ready, when will we leave tomorrow?" Bai Feng stepped into the camp and asked from one side.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes, glanced at Bai Feng, his tone was very cold, he can move freely after three days, Feng Aotian really knows how to calculate, after three days, he has left Feng Country, and he signed with her The contract must not be anything like Feng Guo.

His bright eyes were cold and sharp, "We will leave at dawn."

"Yes." Bai Feng could feel Xuanyuan Yu's anger about wanting to kill, but now, he wants to kill and can't do anything.

He turned around and left the camp.

The afterglow of the setting sun shot in through the camp and hit Xuanyuanyu's handsome face. He looked at the dazzling red, and he was immediately annoyed and shouted sharply, "Don't put the camp down yet!"

"Yes." The attendant hurried forward and put down the camp.

The people in front of him naturally knew that what he hated the most was red. Therefore, within a hundred meters of his sight, there would be no red. Now, let this haze shine through, the attendants can't help but worry, the emperor is now even this haze It's hard to see.

After reviewing the memorial, Feng Aotian got up and got down on the soft couch.

She took Lan Jingshu's hand and walked out of the study. Father Cat has already gone to prepare dinner.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng glanced at each other, followed closely, walked to the hall, and then said, "The ministers will leave."

Feng Aotian didn't stop either, but nodded and said, "Well, go."

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng withdrew from the Imperial Palace.

Ye Meixi got up from the soft couch and hurried forward, leaning weakly in her arms, "Master, are you with Meixi tonight?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, thinking that he would leave in two days, and nodded slightly, "Master will be with you these few days."

"Okay." Ye Meixi's delicate red lips hooked slightly, raising her eyes and looking at her.

The cat father-in-law stood on one side, looking at Ye Meixi's flattering appearance, a little displeased in his heart, but when he looked at Feng Aotian again, he knew that she had something on her mind now, and he pretended to ignore it.

After dinner, Lan Jingshu left the bedroom.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Feng Aotian suddenly remembered Shi Cai's own actions, and looked at Ye Meixi, "Wait for the Lord."

"Yes." Ye Meixi replied obediently.

Feng Aotian stepped forward quickly, standing beside Lan Jingshu, "Walk with him."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and stared at her. At this moment, he couldn't help but leaned against her arms, "The emperor, the minister has not done well enough."

Feng Aotian saw that his eyes flashed with faint sadness, she stroked his back, "Master understands."

Lan Jingshu suddenly felt a panic of fear. This was a kind of fear he had never done before. He was afraid that he was not doing well enough, and that he would lose her one day. This kind of thought instantly swept all his emotions, and he couldn't bear it. The place was shaking, holding her tightly, feeling the warmth on her body.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at Lan Jingshu, "What's the matter?"

"It's just a little cold." Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms and said softly.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, hugged him and flew towards Jinxuan Palace.

Ye Meixi looked at the two people who disappeared outside the hall, turned her eyes and looked at Father Cat, "When did the Lord become interested in that Lan Jingshu?"

Father Cat raised his eyebrows, sat in one place, and said quietly, "The master is more interested. I'm afraid that he will forget you when the time comes."

Ye Meixi listened to her father-in-law talking about her pain point, and snorted coldly, lying on the soft couch, "So what? Even if you are interested in who the master is, he will not be interested in you as a dead eunuch."

"The Sajia is the most intimate person of the master, compared to you, the Sajia and the master are also childhood sweethearts. You have watched the master grow up since you were a child. Do you have this love?" The cat father looked at Ye Meixi and said sharply.

"What about caring? Who is the person on the cusp of the Lord? This is the most important thing." Ye Meixi quickly retorted. Now he hates others who say that the Lord spends the longest time with him.

Father Cat sneered, "I'm afraid that the apex is not your turn."

"If it's not my turn, then it won't be you." Ye Meixi curled her lips, smiled enchantingly, and looked at Father Cat, "You are just a caring slave to the Lord."

Father Mao's eyes flashed sadly, stopped talking, then got up and left the palace.

Ye Meixi held up the tea cup on one side and looked at the back of the cat's father-in-law leaving. The corner of her mouth twitched. Did he make a mistake?

In many cases, the more he wanted to get something, he would try his best to grasp it, but he didn't know it. The more so, it was counterproductive.

Father Cat has been away from Feng Aotian for two full years. During these days, he stayed by Feng Aotian's side every step of the way. He wanted to make up all the thoughts he had in the past two years, so that he became more and more sticky. People, but he didn't know that Feng Aotian today is no longer the person he used to be.

Grandpa Cat was standing outside the emperor’s bedroom, looking at the stars in the sky. The cold wind blew through and messed up the blue silk on his chest. In fact, he just wanted the master to pay more attention to him and love him more.

Feng Aotian returned to Jinxuan Palace with Lan Jingshu and put him on the bed. He always pulled her sleeves and refused to let go.

"Reluctant to bear him?" Feng Aotian raised his hand, stroked his handsome face, and asked with a smile.

Lan Jingshu's eyes sank and nodded gently.

Feng Aotian leaned over, kissed lightly under the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "He's not always there."

Lan Jingshu opened his eyes and stared at her, yes, wasn't she always by his side? Why, he still felt that as soon as he let go, she would leave him?

Feng Aotian didn't leave until Lan Jingshu fell asleep safely.

On the bed, Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and stared at the back of her leaving. He got up from the bed, got off the bed barefoot, and walked to the window. In late autumn, the courtyard was full of bright red wooden begonias, very delicate, he Leaning his body to one side, staring quietly.

When Feng Aotian fell outside the emperor's bedroom, he saw Mr. Mao standing quietly without saying a word.

She stepped forward and looked at him, "Why stand outside the temple?"

Father Cat returned to his senses and looked at her, "Master, the servant will give you medicine."

Feng Aotian saw that something was wrong with him, and seeing him turning around to leave, she grabbed his hand, "The jealousy hasn't disappeared?"

The cat gazed at her sadly, "Minions are allergic to vinegar."

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian's gloomy face immediately opened up and smiled, "Allergic to vinegar, you also like to be jealous."

"Master, the minion will give you medicine." Father Cat said, turning and leaving.

Feng Aotian stepped up and entered the bedroom, and saw Ye Meixi reclining on the soft couch, looking at her with full eyes.

She smiled lightly, "I will rest here tonight."

"As long as you have a master, you can go anywhere." Ye Meixi raised her hand, holding Feng Aotian's hand, bowed her head, and rubbed it carefully. Her fingers were crystal clear and jade, but they were much smaller than his. But it is very delicate, holding the palm, very warm.

Feng Aotian lowered his head, watched him play with her hand, and then sat beside him, "Ling Shuangxue, woman, when do you plan to stay?"

Ye Meixi raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes flashed through the mist, and she hooked her neck, "She..."

Feng Aotian looked at his sultry appearance, "Are you going to keep it?"

Ye Meixi smiled charmingly, "Menxi doesn't like what I don't like, but she hasn't moved anything now, and Meixi hasn't found out her bottom."

"He doesn't like him. There is a fly around people who don't like him." Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you dare to let her touch you, he will lose you."

Ye Meixi smiled, "Meixi's body and mind belong to the Lord."

Feng Aotian smiled with satisfaction, "The day you went back, did you set an ambush?"

"You can't hide anything from the Lord." Ye Meixi said softly, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms.

Feng Aotian raised the blue silk on his chest to play with, "I am afraid that there is an unexpected force behind Ling Shuangxue. This force has not been found until now."

Ye Meixi looked at her, "Master, no matter what, Meixi will guard Wuyue Kingdom for you."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you are tired, come back."

Ye Meixi nodded, and with her words, he was willing to let him stay there for the rest of his life.

Mr. Mao walked in with the soup medicine, and saw the picture of the two people as glued as paint. He snorted and walked to Feng Aotian's side, "Master, wait for you, the servant will wait for you to take a shower."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly and looked at Ye Meixi, "Master will be with you in these two days."

"Okay." Ye Meixi looked at her, "Master, let Meixi wait for you to take a shower."

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, "You are not afraid that your master will eat you."

"Meixi is waiting for the Lord to eat." Ye Meixi leaned forward slightly, pressing her ear, softly.

Feng Aotian smiled deeply, "Wait for the Lord on the couch."

Ye Meixi knew what Feng Aotian meant when she heard it. She thought, she would never let them wait for her to take a bath, but, why, it happened to be served by Mr. Cat. He raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Cat, just right. Ye Meixi was a little unhappy when she hit him with a slightly raised eyebrow and a smug smile.

Feng Aotian turned around and walked to the inner hall. Father Mao immediately followed, and the bath soup was ready.

The cat father-in-law is naturally happy to be able to take a bath for his master, and now he is the only one.

"Master, let the minion undress for you." The cat father-in-law stepped forward very diligently and took off her dragon robe for Feng Aotian.

Ye Meixi lay depressed on the soft couch, sulking.

Feng Aotian lay in the bathtub, squinting her eyes slightly, and saw the smile of Father Cat, her mouth raised slightly, and he simply let him knead her shoulders.

Grandpa Cat bowed his head, looked at Feng Aotian's chest, counting the time, and then attached the ear canal, "Master, you must not take medicine now, otherwise, you will be abandoned."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian also knew the powerful relationship, and now she was still thinking of Mu Hanjin.

Father Cat bent over, wrapped her neck behind her, and said softly, "Master, is the servant your sweetheart?"

auzw.com Listening to his numb words, Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "Yes, yes."

Father Cat then asked, "Is that minion the one on your heart?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"Say a slave, naturally." Father Cat pressed her cheek to her cheek, and stretched his hands forward unconsciously.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, and the water in the tub splashed and hit his restless hand, "Want to be thrown out by the master again?"

Father Cat pouted, "Master, you hate slaves again."

Feng Aotian curled his lips, "Isn't it when I hate you?"

Father Cat curled his mouth, "Yes, here, only slaves are the most annoying."

"It's good if you know it." Feng Aotian replied nonchalantly.

Cat father-in-law listened to Feng Aotian's words, his eyes filled with sadness, "Since the master dislikes the slave, the slave disappears from the master."

After speaking, he got up, turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at him with this little-tempered appearance, and said solemnly, "If you leave, don't come back forever."

The cat's figure paused, turned his eyes and looked at her, "Is the master willing?"

"I can't bear it." Feng Aotian said quietly.

Mr. Cat stared at her wrongly, stood for a long while, walked over slowly, then lowered his head, printed Feng Aotian's lips, and gently sucked in.

Feng Aotian's eyebrows were slightly bent, just about to punish him, she felt the warmth covering her chest, her eyes darkened, and then she pushed hard, pushing the cat out.

Father Cat chirped, not at all annoyed, and quickly stepped forward and leaned on Feng Aotian's body, "Master, it's long."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and took a look. Compared to before, she did develop a little bit, but unfortunately, she was still not ideal. She looked at him, "How long is there?"

"If you follow the minion's prescription and continue, it will be fine in another forty-five days." Mr. Cat continued.

Feng Aotian thought, if this is the case, then it will be time to catch up with Mu Hanjin's second death.

Grandpa Cat looked at Feng Aotian, and he had been waiting. The first time the grandpa must be his.

After bathing, Feng Aotian wore a bright yellow shirt, and the blue silk was loosely **** by the hair band. The cat father-in-law smiled and followed Feng Aotian out of the inner hall.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and then at the look of Mao Gong's face full of spring breeze, he curled his mouth, then fell on the soft couch and fell into her arms, "Master..."

Feng Aotian embraced his waist, turned around, and entered the inner hall, and walked to the dragon couch, Ye Meixi hooked her finger, and then took off her bright red robe, and then lay on the couch, eye-catching like silk Looked at her.

Feng Aotian smiled without saying a word, and saw him holding her hand and placing it on his open, creamy skin.

Ye Meixi stared at her seductively, "Master..."

Feng Aotian bullied himself up, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, softly softening his satin-like smooth skin.

At the border, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao led their troops out of the three cities of Qiguo, but when they were about to retreat to the border, they were in an ambush.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao, "It seems that we really got caught."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao looked at the people and horses surrounding them, his eyes shot cold.

Leng Qianye's handsome face was astonishingly cold, "How many people are gathered now?"

At this time, Li Su drove the horse to come from behind, "General, it's not good, all the people and horses we left behind in the three cities were killed."

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye looked at each other, knowing that Qiguo wanted to cut their back.

"The border barracks are now stationed with 50,000 horses, and the 20,000 horses left behind in the three cities, now, there are still 100,000 left behind." Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye and said.

Leng Qianye was silent for a moment, "If this is the case, then the 50,000 horses at the border are afraid..."

Mu Hanyao's eyes shattered with a cold light, "If something happens at the border, the emperor will naturally report it. Now, if there is no news, it should be there."

"It seems that they are here for you and me." Leng Qianye said coldly as he looked at the soldiers in Qiguo not far away.

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "Where is Fu Han now?"

"In the carriage behind." Li Su continued.

"Send someone to look at him." Mu Hanyao said solemnly.

"Yes." Li Su responded.

After a while, he heard the sound of horses hoof not far away, Leng Qianye turned his eyes, looked at the Qiguo soldiers rushing behind him, and then looked at the men and horses that surrounded them in front. He stretched out his hand and stroked the brocade on his chest. Bag, looking at Mu Hanyao, "I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle this time."

"You and I promised the emperor to step down on the kingdom of habitation. Now, it's just the first level. There is no turning back arrow when you open the bow. Even if you die, you can't go back dingy." Mu Hanyao pulled out the saber on his waist. , Said sharply.

Leng Qianye smiled and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Okay, it's still uncertain who wins."

Mu Hanyao also showed a rare smile, nodded in response, raised his eyes, and looked at the Qiguo soldiers surrounding them, and the two began to deploy.

This night, the night sky at the border gate was destined to once again be filled with the smell of blood. Black clouds pressed on Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao. They were sitting on the war horses, the cold wind was rustling, the gunpowder smoke was everywhere, and the ears echoed the sky. Shouting...

The next day, before dawn, Feng Aotian woke up, looking at Ye Meixi who was sleeping peacefully beside him, she gently pulled the Jinquilt covering him upward.

Then he got off the dragon couch, walked out of the inner hall, sat on the soft couch, and said in a deep voice, "Something happened at the border?"

"Yes, General Leng made a plan. Now he is besieged on the border of the country." Poo's voice sounded.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Can the people stationed at the border still be there?"

"It's lost some, and now there are 40,000 left." Po immediately replied.

"The 100,000 Marcos arranged secretly are all here?" Father Cat hurried forward, waiting for Feng Aotian to wash.

Feng Aotian took the face towel, cleans the face, and asked in a low voice.

"All arrangements are in order." Po then replied.

"Well, whether Qiguo can be wiped out depends on Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, these 100,000 horses, when they are less than a last resort, they can't get the horse." Feng Aotian took the soup medicine handed over by Mr. Mao and took a sip. Next, said.

Po immediately responded, "Last night in the fierce battle, Qiguo brought strong soldiers and strong generals. If General Leng and the others have not broken through today, I am afraid..."

"He can't watch them have an accident, but he can't help him. As generals, they have their own pride. If he makes another move, they would rather die on the battlefield by themselves. If they die, he can't bear it. "Feng Aotian said casually.

"Subordinates understand." Po hurriedly responded, and then said, "Then when will these 100,000 horses wait?"

"Wait until they run out of ammunition and food." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Po. "The two of them are capable, the Lord is still confident. Just look, they will be able to successfully break through in half a day."

Po answered quietly, and he believed Feng Aotian's words 100%.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Go and prepare breakfast."

"Yes." Mr. Cat responded with a smile, and then retreated.

The voice of the soul sounded, "Master, Emperor Xuan Mo has set off."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Well, I went well. If I stay for one more day, I will worry a little bit more."

"Master, won't you send it off?" Ye Meixi walked slowly out of the inner hall, walked to her side, and asked.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If he doesn't go, he will definitely be reluctant to leave."

"Isn't it just an emperor, what can I give it to you?" Mr. Mao said with a sharp throat, glanced at Ye Meixi, and walked to Feng Aotian, "Master, breakfast is ready."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.

Lan Jingshu hadn't slept all night, so he dressed properly early in the morning. When he walked to the emperor's bedroom, he saw that the hall was very lively.

He lowered his eyes and walked in.

Feng Aotian looked at Wu Qing under him, "What did you do last night?"

Lan Jingshu said warmly, "The minister has been in the palace."

Feng Aotian didn't ask too much, and stopped breakfast by himself, and took Lan Jingshu's hand to the morning court.

In the early days, everything is business as usual. Today's court has basically stabilized, and Feng Guo has also returned to normal in a short period of time, whether it is farming or commerce.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, Ye Meixi waited with peace of mind, and at the same time, he also received news that there was a change in Wuyue's country.

On the border of the country, corpses ran across the wild, blood flowed into rivers, and wreckage was everywhere.

Sitting in the carriage, Fu Han raised the curtains of the car and looked at the situation outside. His eyes were heavy and heavy. Because of his injuries, he was still unable to move freely. He was heartbroken looking at the bodies of soldiers from Qiguo.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao looked at each other and laughed, because they finally broke a **** road and rushed out of the encirclement of Qiguo. Now they have moved away from the border of Qiguo and returned to their own city.

Mu Hanyao took the men and horses into the city, and then walked to the barracks. Only then did he realize that the loss of 10,000 men and horses was not small because the casualties were not small, because it was now the time to hire people.

It is a pity that their grain and grass were burnt down by the country, and now, their grain and grass can only last for half a month.

Leng Qianye immediately entered the barracks and looked at Mu Hanyao with a gloomy face, "Now there are only 120,000 left."

Mu Hanyao looked at him, "Today's grain and grass can only last for half a month."

"It seems that this is going to force you and me." Leng Qianye said after a moment of silence, "I promised the emperor, half a month will surely settle down in Qiguo, now, three days have passed."

"If that's the case, then you and I will fight together." Mu Hanyao raised his hand and looked at Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao high-five, their eyes pierced with determination, and the two stepped into the camp, discussing a thorough marching plan.

Feng Aotian finished reviewing the memorial early in the morning, and accompanied Ye Meixi.

Yi Mu saw that it was too early, so he followed Lan Jingshu to Jinxuan Palace, and the two sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, admiring Mu Haitang.

Gu Yefeng returned to the house.

"Do you know when Han Jin will be back?" Yi Mu poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at him.

Lan Jingshu's slender fingers turned the teacup, "I don't know."

"If you're afraid of losing, you have to hold it well." Yi Mu's thin lips curled slightly, looking into the distance, and said in a low voice.

"What do you see again?" Lan Jingshu let out a low laugh.

"The emperor's mind is deep, but he can see it thoroughly. She can naturally see your abnormality in the past two days. She is just waiting for you to confess yourself." Yi Mu said lightly.

"Yes, she understands everyone, and you can see her thoughts, but I can't see through." Lan Jing wrote sadly.

"When did you learn from me?" Yi Mu chuckled, "I can't see through the emperor, but I know her temperament well."

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "I never understand, why do you insist on entering the palace?"

"Then why are you thinking about the emperor?" Yi Mu asked, looking up at Lan Jingshu.

Lan Jingshu looked down, he didn't know why, but now it has been like this, maybe it was when Mu Hanjin said the deterrent words to him, maybe it was when she jumped into the river desperately to save him, maybe, in The first time he leaned in her arms... Now, he only knows that he really got stuck in, and there is nothing he can do about it, even if this person is a superior emperor, even if this person is a man, even if she He is not in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Yi Mu didn't speak any more, so why not he...

In the Lingjiu Nation, Jin Yao calmed down the entire Lingjiu Nation in just a few days. Now, the people of the Lingjiu Nation can live only half of them, or even 200,000 people.

She had just received Feng Aotian's will, and secretly led the troops to the Flying Eagle Nation.

Since Ye Meixi came back, Mr. Mao has been greatly stimulated, because now the master has no one else except him.

Ye Meixi snuggled in Feng Aotian's arms, thinking about leaving the day after, and felt unwilling to give up.

However, Wuyue Kingdom has already had a stir now. If he does not go back soon, it is afraid that the whole Wuyue Kingdom will be in chaos.

Feng Aotian naturally knew what Wu Yueguo was doing now, and looked at him, "This matter must have nothing to do with Ling Shuangxue."

"Just, I don't know why Ling Shuangxue did this?" Ye Meixi asked puzzledly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are wondering, why did she save you in the first place, how she knew about your mother, and sent you to the throne with all her heart, now, why did she kill you again?"

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded. "What tricks is she playing?"

"Wu Yueguo has always been stable, how can there be a sudden riot? But now, depending on her ability, how can you deal with the injustice?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are going back this time, and I must not be able to come out again in a short time."

"I haven't figured out her true identity, and I can't stun the snake. Only by putting her in front of my eyes can Meixi be relieved." Ye Meixi continued.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "I put it in front of my eyes, but I can't watch every day."

Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "Master, don't worry."

The cat father-in-law stood on one side and kept curling his mouth, wishing Ye Meixi wouldn't come back forever, he thoughtfully filled Feng Aotian with tea, blowing it gently, and handing it to her.

Feng Aotian took the teacup, took a sip, and pushed it back into his hand.

Father Cat took the teacup used by Feng Aotian and took a sip, feeling extremely sweet.

Soul had just received the news, and immediately reported it, "Master, General Leng and General Mu successfully broke through, and now they are back to the barracks."

"Well, how many people have been lost?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"The grain and grass were destroyed, and now there are only 120,000 left." The soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian listened, his eyes were cold, "How long can the current grain and grass last?"

"Half a month." The soul responded immediately.

Feng Aotian's eyes flickered, "The grain and grass in Beijing have just been supplied to the Beishan army camp. Now, the nearest place to supply grain and grass is that rich land, Yuxian. However, Wei Zimo is now far away in Leqi. , It’s quick but troublesome to walk from there."

"Master, shouldn't you go looking for Wei Zimo? This has delayed the day." Mr. Mao reminded him from the side.

"If you don't go, let him come by himself." Feng Aotian's eyes were sly.

"Even if Wei Zimo comes over, it will take half a month, and this day will be delayed," Mr. Mao said quickly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If he wants to come, it won't take half a month."

Father Cat pursed his lips, "Master, you have met him."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "How did you know?"

Father Cat looked at her, "Master, the slave knows that, besides Wei Zimo, there is also Xing Wuyun."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You know everything."

Ye Meixi turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, he knows, Meixi doesn't know."

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "What do you want to know?"

"Who is Wei Zimo?" Ye Meixi thought, when did this person appear again?

Feng Aotian chuckled, "He... of course he is a beauty."

"Is there any beauty in Meixi?" Ye Meixi asked softly, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms.

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