This Lord is Too Cruel

"Can you catch it?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the soul, and asked.

The soul responded, "The subordinates are incompetent."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Do you know where she is now?"

"Subordinates sent someone to follow her secretly, and she returned to the Leng Mansion." The soul replied immediately.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Go and see, Lord."

"Master, why did she return to the Leng Mansion?" Mr. Cat thought at this time, it was too abnormal for her to return to the Leng Mansion.

Feng Aotian smoothly pulled the cat's father-in-law into his arms and tapped his delicate lips, "Go and see."

"Yes." The cat father leaned in her arms obediently, with a smile on his eyes.

Meteor stood on one side, looking at the two people in front of him, shaking his head and sighing, the most unbearable thing about the Lord Cat was this trick of the Holy Lord.

When Feng Aotian fell in the courtyard of Leng Peihan of Lengfu, he saw that the room was dark.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, there is an evil spirit in the room."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian also felt an evil aura. She stepped forward and waved her right palm toward the door. The powerful palm wind swung open the door of the room before her, and a gloomy wind blew out.

She looked at the two people in front of her, "Stay here."

"Master, let the minions in." Father Cat stepped forward, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves, and whispered.

"Holy Lord, let Meteor take a look." Meteor said, and rushed in first.

Feng Aotian watched the little figure slip in, and rushed out in the blink of an eye. He raised his head and looked at Feng Aotian, pouting the corners of his mouth, "Holy Lord, go in and take a look."

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice looking at him with a slightly sad expression.

"You'll know when you go in." Meteor drooped his head and stood beside Mr. Cat.

Feng Aotian stepped inside and saw Leng Peihan sitting on the soft couch on one side, with a silver hairpin inserted in his abdomen, his complexion turned pale, and he seemed to have lost his breath.

Father Cat was dragged by the meteor and walked in. When he saw the scene in front of him, he sighed, "It's still too late."

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "What a powerful method."

She stepped forward, raised her hand, and explored Leng Peihan's breath, her phoenix eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, and then she picked her up and flew away.

Father Cat and Meteor looked at each other, followed closely, and then left.

If so, Leng Qianye knew that his sister was in trouble, and he was afraid that he would be sad. If he was sad, the master would definitely be uncomfortable. Father Mao looked at Feng Aotian in front of him, and slandered to himself.

Feng Aotian took Leng Peihan into the palace, and went to the courtyard by himself. The wine master just wanted to return to the house, and saw her fall.

He stepped forward, bowing his head and saluting, "The old slave has seen the master."

Feng Aotian looked at Duke Jiu, his somber tone slowed down, "Duke Jiu, see if it can be saved?"

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Leng Peihan in Feng Aotian's arms. He raised his hand to get her pulse. He then whispered, "Life is hanging by a thread, but there is still help."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, as long as there is help."

"However, we need to use medicine to induce." Father Jiu looked at Feng Aotian and said, "She is invaded by evil qi, and the blood in her body is coagulated. Moreover, the essence is damaged. You must use the blood of your loved one as a medicine."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How about her mother?"

"It's better to be the blood of father and brother." Jiu Gonggong replied.

"Leng Qianye is now in Qicheng, but will it be delayed once and again? How long can she last?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"The old slave hangs with a big return pill, which can last for three days." Duke Jiu said in a low voice.

A cold light shattered from Feng Aotian's eyes, and he nodded, "Master let'Ao Xue' pick him up, and he should be able to make it."

"The old slave will take medicine first." Duke Jiu said, he hugged Leng Peihan from Feng Aotian's arms, turned around, and entered the house.

Father Cat looked at Leng Peihan and then at Feng Aotian, "Master, this evil person may have known your intentions early in the morning, so he specifically asked Leng Peihan to lead his master to go, and then controlled Leng Peihan to commit suicide. In this case, it will destroy the corpse and break the clue."

Feng Aotian turned around and walked out, "Then Lord will come to lead the snake out of the cave."

"What does the master mean?" The cat's eyebrows showed a faint smile.

"Suitable, when the master came here, she must be watched. In this case, she must know that Leng Peihan is still saved, and she will be removed before she leaves." Feng Aotian said as he walked out of the way. hospital.

"The minion understands." A sly flash of cat father-in-law's slender eyes followed Feng Aotian away.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. He was thinking about who the evil person is?

Feng Aotian went back to the imperial palace. Xing Wuyun lay on her side and on the soft couch. Seeing her face was cold, he knew that things were not going well, so he took a teacup and handed it to her, "Can a minister be able to help?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at him, took the teacup, raised his head and drank it, "It's good for you to heal your wounds."

Xing Wuyun gave a low smile, took the tea cup in her hand, filled it up, and drank it by himself, "Zhuzhi!"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat and Meteor, "Business as usual."

"Yes." Mr. Cat nodded and said, "Master, where are you going to sleep tonight?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "It's good for you to be here."

Father Cat smiled slightly, "The minion prepares soup for the master."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly.

The cat turned and left, Meteor hurried forward, rushed to Feng Aotian’s arms, sat on her lap, eating the cakes on the table, looked up, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you say that Will evil people be fooled?"

"There is a kind of person, she will never allow any accidents to happen, Leng Peihan is alive, it is always her hidden danger." Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the meteor, and spoke slowly.

"That's what it said." Meteor nodded, "But why can't the meteor be sensed?"

Feng Aotian took from Xing Aotian from Xing Wuyun's hand a teacup that had been half-drinked by him, raised his head, drank it, and played with it, "She should have blocked her breath with something."

Meteor nodded, "These nine princesses don't have any fragrance on their bodies. Instead, they exude an air of grace and nobility from the inside out. They don't look like people with evil spirits. As for Lu Yunxiu, there is a faintness on him Sweet-scented osmanthus."

Although the speaker had no intention, but the listener had the intention, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at Xing Wuyun, "You know that you love the fragrance of osmanthus."

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, a little helpless, he can't be blamed.

, Who knows the idea of ​​this woman's fight, he put his hands on his chin and looked at her, "My lord, you should be happy. You can only say that the people you like are excellent and attractive people. Isn't it?"

Feng Aotian placed the tea cup in front of him, "Master should hide you."

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "It's not bad to be the emperor's canary."

Feng Aotian knew clearly, how could he be willing to stay in this palace with his unruly temperament? If he can say such a thing, it means that he really cares about her.

Hearing Xing Wuyun's words, Meteor couldn't bear it, and looked at the two people in front of him, "Holy Lord, he used to talk so numbly?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at the shooting star, "Lord I don't know who he has said to before."

Xing Wuyun looked down, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a charming light, staring at the meteor, but it was full of warning.

Meteor greeted Xing Wuyun's eyes, a little puzzled, "What do you think of me like this? Am I wrong?"

Xing Wuyun can't wait to throw the meteor out now, really afraid that the world will not be chaotic, he retracted his gaze, and looked at him with a deep smile at Shangfeng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun quickly got up, leaned on the soft couch, took out a folding fan from his waist with one hand, and supported the back of his head with the other. He looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian. This action can make a woman head overwhelmed."

Meteor listened to Xing Wuyun's confident words. He just swallowed the imported cakes and almost choked him. He rolled his eyes at Xing Wuyun, then picked up the tea cup, poured the tea, and poured it violently.

Feng Aotian stared at Xing Wuyun, "How many women do you want to be fascinated?"

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes slightly, and aroused a free and unassuming smile, "Isn't the emperor fascinated by the minister?"

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Master just wants to eat you bite by bite."

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Let you taste it."

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his foot, and gave Xing Wuyun a kick, and said in a low voice, "In the future, this kind of teasing action can only be shown to the master. I will dispose of you."

Xing Wuyun moved slightly again and looked at her, "The emperor, this is beyond the control of the minister."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "If someone dares to move your mind, you just kill it. If one kills the other, you don't mind getting blood."

Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "The emperor makes a good proposal, then the emperor will go to the courtyard and kill Lu Yunxiu."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "She, Lord will clean up slowly."

Xing Wuyun took the tea cup smoothly, took a sip comfortably, closed his eyes, "The emperor is free."

Looking at his leisurely and contented appearance, Feng Aotian couldn't help but shook his head, lowered his head, watching the pastries on the table have been swept away by the meteor.

He was belching, raising his eyes, and looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you let'Ao Xue' go alone, are you afraid that someone on the road will plot against it?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you go, who will stop the evil spirits?"

"That's the same." Meteor nodded, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Let him go."

Feng Aotian shook his head, "He can't go out now, it will take some time."

"Why?" Meteor was puzzled.

"If he goes out, he will be recognized as the fourth prince of Le Qiguo at a glance. Now he doesn't have to cause too much trouble." Feng Aotian said concisely.

Meteor responded and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Who would you let me go?"

"Master, let the minions go there." Mr. Cat took the soup and entered, and actively asked.

"No." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and said solemnly.

"But, if the minion doesn't go, who else can go?" The cat father handed him the medicine and couldn't help asking.

"You have martial arts, if you ride on'Aoxue', you will surely arouse suspicion. If you send someone without martial arts, it will reduce a lot of suspicion." Feng Aotian raised his head and drank the soup medicine. Looked at the cat and said.

"Who does the emperor want to let go?" Mr. Cat quickly put the candied fruit into Feng Aotian's mouth and asked softly.

"Let Jing Shu go, Ming Hun sends someone to protect him secretly." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"The slave hereby declared him over." Father Cat then turned around and left the Imperial Palace.

Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor is willing? Are you afraid that he is in danger?"

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "Lord's person, he naturally believes in his abilities."

Xing Wuyun looked at the certainty in her eyes. He always smiled slightly. She has always been so confident. She is afraid that the proud person in this world will miss her life if she sees her.

In a short while, Lan Jingshu followed Mao Gong to the Emperor's bedroom. Feng Aotian looked at him with a slightly dizzy expression, "Drinking?"

"Yes." Lan Jingshu nodded and said, Shi Cai, drinking with Xing Wuyun and Gu Yefeng, but after a while, Xing Wuyun left the table, and he and Gu Yefeng immediately separated.

Just after taking a bath, Shizui saw Father Cat coming. He didn't care that his hair was still wet, and he hurried over, wearing only a light blue brocade robe.

The flush on her face has not faded, her elegant and gentle figure looks more clear at this moment, she raised her hand, pointed her fingertips to her side, "Come here."

Lan Jingshu bowed her head and sat quietly beside her, Feng Aotian put his undried green silk into her hands, and his body was still exuding a faint fragrance after bathing, mixed with a hint of cold air.

She used her internal strength to dry his ink hair, "It's late autumn now, you came here like this, are you afraid of getting into the wind?"

Lan Jingshu bowed her head, and said warmly, "The minister is fine, I just drank wine, and now it's just getting away."

Xing Wuyun looked at the two people in front of him, thinking that he could not see, he just got up and walked out, "The emperor, the minister is back to his palace."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Let Meteor accompany you."

Meteor lifted his eyes, glanced at Feng Aotian, obediently alighted from the soft couch, followed by Xing Wuyun's side, and the two left the Imperial Palace.

Mr. Cat also retired wittily. Hey, this kind of picture was really uncomfortable when I saw it at first, but now I'm used to it.

Looking at the smile at the corner of Mao's father-in-law's mouth, Si Xi looked down helplessly, with an expression of seeing no evil or hearing no evil.

Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu into his arms and squeezed his hand, "Leng Peihan was controlled by evil people and committed suicide. Now, your life is dying, and the Lord wants you to ride Aoxue to the habitat. Cheng, summon Leng Qianye back."

"The minister will leave immediately." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at her, and said without hesitation.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "In three days, I must rush back."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu leaned in her arms and replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian untied the bracelet Su Ri had been wearing, put it on his wrist, and looked at him, "I want to come back intact."

"The minister understands." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, stared at her, and replied warmly, slightly pursing the corner of his mouth.

Feng Aotian lowered her head, kissed his lips, and hugged him tightly in her arms. She couldn't guarantee that someone would do anything to him along the way, but now she can only do so.

Lan Jingshu understood the reason for her doing this, but he would still do it resolutely.

Feng Aotian let go of him, took his hand into the inner hall, and opened the closet. Inside there was a brocade robe specially made for each of them. She took out the light blue brocade robe and put it on for him personally. , Fastened his cloak, took his hand out of the Imperial Palace, and flew away.

Lan Jingshu encircled her waist and leaned in her arms, feeling her gentle tenderness. Before the cat, the two fell into the regent's palace.

Feng Aotian snapped his fingers to the sky and saw "Aoxue" flying over. Feng Aotian stepped forward, stroking its mane, whispering in its ear, "Aoxue" seemed to understand, obediently. Head.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "Go on."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, and then got on the horse, "Aoxue" just swayed slightly before leaving with Lan Jingshu.

Looking at Lan Jingshu's leaving figure, Feng Aotian's eyes shattered with a cold light, "Following Concubine Lan, if anyone dares to attack him, I will kill you without mercy."

"Yes." The soul was hidden in the dark, and he replied in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian whispered, "When will Wei Zimo arrive?"

"After five days, I will arrive in Beijing." The soul replied in a low voice.

"Okay, let Po be cautious and not make any mistakes." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the Prince Regent's mansion, his eyes full of harshness.

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"Yes." The soul thought, walking along the way, very peaceful, but there can be no problems in the end.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, flew back to the palace, and went back to the imperial palace.

Father Cat stood outside the hall, watching her fall, "Master, the servant will wait for you to take a bath."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and walked into the inner hall.

Cat father-in-law raised his hand to remove the heavy burden for her. She raised her foot, went into the tub, raised her hand, rubbed her eyebrows, and unloaded all the weight, looking very tired.

Father Cat rubbed her temples distressedly, and whispered, "Master, are you feeling particularly tired these few days?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then Kuishui should be coming soon. Over the years, you have suffered too much due to martial arts training. Therefore, before coming to Kuishui for the first time, you will be much more tired than before." The cat father looked at her tired and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Well, it doesn't matter, I can stand it."

The cat's father-in-law wrapped her neck around her back, "Master, the slave is distressed."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Didn't you always look forward to your Lord coming to Kuishui?"

Father Cat lowered his eyes, "Yes, but the slave can't bear to feel uncomfortable for the master."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "This is not something every woman has to go through. It's uncomfortable as it is."

Mr. Cat responded slightly, "The slave will always be by the side of the master."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded and closed her eyes again. These days, she couldn't help but bear it. Even if it would be uncomfortable then, she would have no time to take care of it. After all, the matter at hand has not been resolved.

Qicheng has not yet taken it back, how many details are still in this palace, she has not yet fully understood, the wedding to Wei Zimo, and whether the evil person will be in the middle of the plan, what other countries are doing now, she You have to think about them one by one and fortify them one by one.

The cat father-in-law was not like the entanglement in the past, but quietly waited for her to take a bath. After the bath, Feng Aotian walked out wearing a uniform.

Xing Wuyun went and returned. Now, reclining on the soft couch in the main hall, I saw her walking out of the inner hall, with a waterfall-like ink hair, graceful, walking slowly, the breeze blowing, long hair blowing From a distance, those cold eyes were a little bit more blurred due to the water mist. From a distance, they looked like a fairy falling into the earth, bright and moving.

When Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian like this, he remembered the scene of her in a silver robe in a hurry when she peeked at her bathing in Lianghuai. He couldn't help his throat tightening, a bit dry, and he quickly took it. Picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Feng Aotian looked at him with such a flustered appearance, with a deep smile, then sat beside him, raised his hand, and embraced him, "Reluctantly?"

Xing Wuwuyun’s nose was filled with the elegant fragrance of her just after taking a bath, and the nose came out, making him unconscious, pursing his lips, and unconsciously wrapping her hands around her waist, which is thinner than ordinary men. , But felt extremely soft, lifted his eyes slightly, and saw that smiley lips, red lips and white teeth, with a seductive luster, his mind trembled, how can such a beautiful picture let him restrain, For the first time, I felt that a man could have such a charming and charming attitude, especially this Su Ri always pretended to be a decisive, majestic and stern Feng Aotian, there should be such a charming side, he slightly He raised his head and kissed her lips.

He felt a sweet entrance. He couldn’t wait to taste the beauty. Feng Aotian squinted his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun’s intoxicated look, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. He turned over and pressed him softly. On the couch, looking at him, "Why don't you know, you are more bold now."

Xing Wuyun licked the corners of her lips reluctantly and looked at her, "Chen always does this."

Then I raised my eyes and looked at her. The blue silk on her chest moved with the wind, brushing his cheeks, with a trace of tingling.

He looked at her, "The emperor, your look is really attractive."

Feng Aotian also laughed uncontrollably, then stood up, and saw Father Mao and Meteor staring at Xing Wuyun with contempt, as if what he said just so flatteringly.

Xing Wuyun gathered his brocade robe, got up from the soft couch, took Feng Aotian's hand, and walked into the inner hall without anyone else, "The emperor, the ministers are exhausted."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Aren't you going back to your own bedroom?"

"The minister recognizes the bed." Xing Wuyun said, he pulled her to lie on the bed, arrogantly wrapped her waist, turned sideways, and looked at her, "The emperor, the minister should rest first."

Feng Aotian watched him close his eyes seriously, and went to sleep peacefully, her cold eyes moved slightly, and he saw Father Cat walking in, looking at her with dissatisfaction.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and motioned for him to come over. With a smile, Mr. Mao went to the dragon couch and lay on the other side of her. On his side, lying on his side was Feng Yinqi who was still sleeping.

Father Cat held Feng Aotian's hand tightly, "Master, you should rest well."

Feng Aotian responded slightly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Meteor stood outside the inner hall, watching that he was left out of the cold, and sighed faintly. At this time, he missed the little white snake very much.

He turned around, lowered his head, and stepped out of the Emperor's Bedroom. Not to mention how lonely the little figure was, raised his eyes and looked at Sixi on one side, "Actually, I am no longer a child."

Sixi looked at Meteor pouting at the corners of her mouth, with a pitiful appearance, and answered, "Of course you are not a child."

Meteor knew that Sixi was comforting him and stopped talking, but sat on the stone steps

Go up, put your hands on your chin, look up at the night.

In Qicheng, Leng Qianye has been feeling uneasy for the past few days. It seems that something is going to happen, but he doesn't know what is going to happen.

Mu Hanyao looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "What happened to you these few days?"

"I don't know, there is always an ominous premonition." Standing outside the camp, Leng Qianye looked at Qicheng in the distance, "I hope it's not that I am too sensitive."

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, and also looked into the distance, "The time is not yet ripe, and the time to put down the net has not yet arrived."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded.

Xue Ke was helped by Chu Lingtian and walked out and looked at the two people beside her. In the past two days, she had not received any news about what happened in Beijing, and she felt strange that she hadn't even received any news from Jin Yao. I don't know if something happened in Beijing. After all, this is the first time that this kind of news is broken.

Chu Lingtian looked at her a little worried for the past two days, and asked in a low voice, "Your master is so powerful, surely nothing will happen."

Xue Ke raised her eyes and glared at Chu Lingtian, "I haven't received any news for two days. This is something that has never happened before."

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye listened to the conversation between the two, and at the same time turned their eyes to look at her, "You said that there has been no news from Beijing for two days?"

"Well, yes, I am a little worried now." Xue Ke looked at Jin Yao, who had just walked out of the self-employed tent, with a worried expression on her face.

Jin Yao stepped forward calmly and looked at Xue Ke, "If there is no news from the master, there must be some plan. If you are here, it is nothing but groundless worry."

Xue Ke nodded and said, "Even so, she is still worried."

Jin Yao shook her hand, "Now, the three princes of Yuluo are on their way to Beijing. The news that I just received the day before, Beijing is all in good condition. In the past two days, I am afraid that I am preparing for the big wedding. Right."

As soon as Jinyao finished speaking, she felt that it was a bit wrong to say these things in front of Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye. Sure enough, she raised her eyes and saw a flash of sadness passing by the two of them. .

She looked at Xue Ke, winked, and then helped her back to the camp with Chu Lingtian.

Leng Qianye raised his eyes, his handsome face, with a faint smile, was full of bitterness, "Unexpectedly, the emperor will also get married. It is not a woman, but a man, who still has such a noble status. people."

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "The emperor is going to get married."

Leng Qianye knew in his heart that she was a high emperor, and she was always going to marry a wife and have children. However, when he really waited until this day, he still inevitably felt sad. When he learned about it, he was still thinking. If possible, would he also wear a red wedding gown and marry her?

However, in this world, a man marries a man. This is a world wonder, and does he have this qualification?

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "As long as you remember where your heart is and whether she has you in her heart, that's enough. You know, you and I are in the battlefield. It is inevitable that one day Take the lead, by then, you will be thankful that you are not the one who entered the palace."

Leng Qianye nodded slightly, yes, he has his pride, he can't stay in the palace with peace of mind, he was destined to be on this battlefield, fighting for her and opening up a beautiful road for her.

Lan Jingshu rode "Aoxue" on the road in the moonlight. He had already heard of "Aoxue" and knew that it could travel thousands of miles a day. He didn't expect it to be so when he really rode it. Quickly, he only felt the cold wind blowing from his cheeks, and a whistling sound came from his ears, and he could only see the shadows that kept shaking in front of him.

Now, he doesn't know how long he has been away, and he has only one thought in his mind, he must rush to Qicheng as soon as possible, and must rush back to Beijing within three days.

It wasn't until the sky was getting bright that Lan Jingshu saw the scenery in front of him. "Aoxue" took him on a shortcut. There were many mountain roads and dense forests. Because it was more familiar, the journey was fast.

Lan Jingshu didn't stop for a moment. He only hoped to arrive early. Seeing that he was about to pass the border and rushed to Qicheng, a group of people in black suddenly fell in front of him and surrounded him.

"Aoxue" roared vigilantly, looking at the black-clothed people in front of her, and wanted to rush over, but she saw those black-clothed people opening a net and slowly moving forward.

Lan Jingshu looked at the people in black in front of him, and his heart moved. It seemed that these people came from the capital with him, but why are these people faster than him?

He remains calm now, still as warm as jade, even if his hair is a little messy, he still sits on the horseback with a faint expression, strokes "Ao Xue"'s mane, and looks at the black clothes in front of him. People don't say a word.

Because, he knew, the emperor must send someone to protect him secretly, he believed her, so he would put his life and death out of consideration.

When the black-clothed man in front of them came with Netfly, behind them, there was already a row of murderous secret guards, and in an instant, blood was filled in front of them.

Lan Jingshu watched the dark guard make a **** path. He tapped "Aoxue" and signaled it to hurry. "Aoxue" brought Lan Jingshu through the black men who were fighting in front of him and flew with Lan Jingshu. Ben left.

The sound of the weapons behind him gradually disappeared. He has seen dead people and blood. Once, he would be afraid, but after experiencing everything these days, he understands that he will become stronger only if he faces it calmly. .

In the palace, Feng Aotian is used to getting up early. Before dawn, she got up. Xing Wuyun still hugged her tightly and didn't want to get up. She pinched his nose amusedly, "If you can't afford it, you will get up."

Xing Wuyun murmured and moved his head close to her, "I will sleep again."

Feng Aotian shook his head helplessly and turned around. His side was already empty. Father Cat had already prepared the soup and stepped into the inner hall, looking at her with a smile.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted the back of Xing Wuyun's hand. He got up and got off the bed. After washing and dressing properly, he saw Xing Wuyun looking at her sleepily.

Feng Aotian ignored him, walked out of the inner hall, drank the decoction, but felt a little nauseous, and then vomited it out.

Father Cat hurriedly stepped forward and patted her on the back, "Master, are you okay?"

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "I just don't know why, I feel nauseous after drinking this decoction."

Grandpa Cat took the soup medicine, and then, after smelling it, his eyes sank, and then he took a step out of the imperial palace.

Only when Xing Wuyun saw Feng Aotian vomiting, he didn't care about the messy clothes, and walked out barefoot and sat beside her, "What's wrong?"

Feng Aotian looked at him nervously, and saw that his clothes were half open and the wound on his chest was still healed. She raised her hand to draw up his clothes for him, "It's okay."

Xing Wuyun took the decoction, looked into the bowl, looked at the expression of Mr. Shicai, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, there is a problem with this decoction?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It should be, but he is invincible."

Xing Wuyun took her into his arms with some fear, and stroked her back, "Don't scare the minister."

Feng Aotian could feel his panic. She knew that after rebirth, Xing Wuyun might not care about anything, but he regarded her as the hope of rebirth.

She looked at him, "This little trick can't hurt my master."

"That's not true." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "How cautious is Mr. Cat, who can even get past him, this poisonous person is definitely not easy."

Feng Aotian looked at the coldness flashing in his eyes, and quickly kissed the corners of his lips to ease his inner anger. She held his hand, lowered her head, and looked at him with bare feet, her eyes gleaming. Cold, "Look at you."

Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The minister will go to wash up."

After that, he turned around and entered the inner hall.

Feng Aotian watched him lose his former freedom and ease, and she knew that Shi Cai's bloodthirsty and cold eyes were his temperament in his bones.

After Xing Wuyun was properly dressed, he walked to her side and looked at her carefully, "My lord, how are you?"

Feng Aotian looked at his nervous expression and took him into his arms, "Master is not that easy to die."

"Don't say dead words." Xing Wuyun raised his hand, pressed his fingertips against her lips, raised his eyes, his eyes filled with begging.

She held his hand in the palm of her palm, "How does the Lord know that your always free and easy temper has become so serious now?"

Xing Wuyun hugged her tightly, "The minister can die thousands of times, but he alone cannot cause the emperor to be injured. If anyone dares to hurt the emperor, even if the minister is in the sky, he will have to frustrate that person."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Well, as long as you don't cause some trouble to your master, that's a woman."

Xing Wuyun looked at her calmly and sighed faintly. He only then realized that he was not the original Xing Wuyun. He had a heart, flesh and blood, reluctant things, and thoughts.

Feng Aotian took him by the hand and saw Father Cat walking in with a gloomy face, looking at Feng Aotian, kneeling on the ground, "Master, **** the slave!"

Feng Aotian got up, stood in front of him, raised his hand, pulled him up from the ground, and dragged him into his arms, and he heard the faint smell of blood wafting from his body, "Who did it?"

"It was a slave who was careless and gave an evil animal a chance." Mr. Cat thought. He loves cats very much, but he didn't expect that the cat he had been raising was caught by evil spirits when he was not prepared. , The medicine was added in the decoction.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It doesn't matter, be careful in the future."

Mr. Cat nodded, "Master, there was nothing unusual about Mr. Jiu last night."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "After a while, you will send someone to send Lu Yunxiu away."

"Yes." Grandpa Cat nodded and replied, and then left her embrace, but he was still angry, and with a cold face, he retreated.

Meteor lifted his eyes and watched the cold air exuding from the cat's whole body, then walked in, looking at Xing Wuyun's face and looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, what happened to the cat?"

"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "After Lu Yunxiu leaves Beijing, you will follow her quietly, and don't let her find out."

"Yes." Meteor nodded, and then saw the dark potion dripping on the carpet, he went forward, glanced at the medicine bowl, his brow wrinkled, "This... Holy Lord, this is not ordinary poison."

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at him, "Well, it's not ordinary, otherwise, how can I let Father Cat not check it? My father was almost hit."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "This poison has been given aura."

"Maybe you can sense it?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice looking at the meteor.

"There is a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus inside." Meteor leaned closer and sniffed carefully, "There is also a smell of cat feces."

Feng Aotian listened to the previous sentence, his eyes sinking, and when he heard the next sentence, his face was pale and staring at the meteor, "Yes, did you drink cat shit?"

"Haha." Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and quickly avoided, "Holy Lord, Meteor is telling the truth."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "One hundred secrets, some people still show off their feet."

"That's right." Meteor quickly agreed flatly. He was really telling the truth. If you want to blame it, Mr. Cat, it has nothing to do with him.

"That's not going to go." Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, turned his eyes, looked at the medicine bowl, Yunxiu waved, the medicine bowl was shaken into powder.

Meteor shrank his neck in fright, then muttered angrily, daring to let the Holy Lord drink cat feces, he was determined to let her eat dog feces, the little figure turned around resolutely, and ran away without a trace.

When Xing Wuyun heard Meteor's words, he hurriedly stepped forward, took a mouthwash cup from Si Xi's hand, and handed it to her, "The emperor, please rinse your mouth."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, took the mouthwash cup, wrapped it around his waist, bowed his head, and kissed his lips...

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide and looked helpless. She was too vengeful. He didn't hold back. When he heard cat feces, he couldn't help but laughed, but she saw it in his eyes. Now, retribution coming.

He followed her wishes, felt her kiss, and the smell of soup medicine, and... cat shit, he was thinking at this moment, if it was replaced by Wei Zimo who is a serious cleanliness guy, at this moment, definitely It would be furious, I can't wait to cut Feng Aotian a lot.

Feng Aotian felt comfortable, and then let go of Xing Wuyun, looking at his blushing face and his red lips, then raised his head, drank the mouthwash tea, and rinsed his mouth.

Standing on one side, Xing Wuyun looked at her occasional domineering behavior with amusement, but thought it was very cute. He took the mouthwash cup in her hand, looked up and drank, and rinsed with her.

The cat father-in-law came in and looked at the two of them. Of course he knew that the poison in the soup was cat feces, but he didn't dare to say it. However, looking at the situation in front of him, he was afraid that the master already knew it and he hung down. Hold your head and stand on one side, "Master..."

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That...haha...Wa shouldn't be such a prank, ~(>_