This Lord is Too Cruel

Seeing that she was really a rascal, Wei Zimo felt a cold on her chest, and the clothes on her body were washed off by her. He raised his hand, but his hands were against her chest, and he felt very soft. He raised his eyes. , His eyes cast a hint of doubt, "You..."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What's wrong with my lord?"

"Your..." Wei Zimo followed her hands and looked at her chest.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Unexpectedly, you can't wait than your master."

Wei Zimo quickly stopped, and then said, "How is it soft?"

Feng Aotian continued, "I've touched them all, do you want to see?"

Hearing her molesting, Wei Zimo looked sullen, and then turned his head, "Who is rare to see."

When he was fighting with Feng Aotian, Feng Aotian had bowed his head, kissed him on the neck, biting gently.

Wei Zimo was shocked again. He felt a faint numbness and tingling from his neck. He quickly raised his hand and pushed Feng Aotian away from him. Then he sat halfway and pulled up his clothes. Got off the bed.

Feng Aotian was lying on the bed, looking at him, licking the blood between his lips, "It tastes good."

Wei Zimo turned his eyes, looked at her, raised his hand, covering the place where she had bitten him, looking at his palm with blood, he pointed at Feng Aotian, "You..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then raised his hand slightly, covering himself with the brocade quilt, looking sideways, looking at him, "Are you going out like this?"

Wei Zimo glared at her, wishing to step forward and bit her fiercely, but looking at the evil charm of her mouth with a smile, Dudu's face turned pale, making him unable to go down. mouth.

He listened to her, and then he remembered that since he is with her now, and tonight...if he ran out like this, how many people would be watching and watching, I'm afraid, tomorrow, he will change It became a joke.

Only then did Wei Zimo know why Feng Aotian treated her like this. He took a step forward and looked at her, "You are very good at calculating."

Feng Aotian really didn't have the strength to talk to him now. After all, when she first came to Kuishui, with her current physique, this kind of pain really made her hard.

In the previous life, she would do the same every time she came, but now, compared to the previous life, the pain is even more severe. It seems that her body is indeed losing a lot.

She looked at him and couldn’t help thinking, if it weren’t for Kushui, she would have given him the night of the bridal chamber that she would never forget, but now... But if in the future, let him know that when she is married to him, He unexpectedly came to Kuishui, I am afraid it will make him remember for a lifetime, and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

When Wei Zimo saw her not speaking, the anger in her heart could not disappear, then he took a step forward and stared at her, "Why don't you speak?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Lack of strength."

"Lack of energy?" Wei Zimo sneered. "Aren't you very strong?"

"Appropriate talent?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "What powerful thing did Master Cai do?"

Wei Zimo watched her joking, but her tone was frivolous, but there was nothingness. He knew that she was holding on now. He took the initiative to step forward, sit next to her, and tidy up his clothes. , Then, raised her hand, covered her lower abdomen, gently kneading, "Does it still hurt?"

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Just stay with him like this."

Wei Zimo gently rubbed her lower abdomen hand for a while, then pulled it out, covering the two of them with the Jin quilt, and he immediately lay on her side without speaking.

Feng Aotian had closed his eyes, leaned quietly in his arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Wei Zimo was sleepless all night. He stared at her sleeping face. He always ate alone, went to bed alone, and did everything alone, but suddenly, such a powerful and domineering person broke in. His life occupied his bed, lying on his side and leaning against his arms, he suddenly felt that the bed was no longer empty and cold, but a touch of warmth.

Maybe it’s good to have someone close, but why does his heart give birth to infinite sadness?

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, because there is no familiar breath beside them.

Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, Yi Mu, and Xing Wuyun sat in the courtyard of Xingyun Palace, enjoying flowers and drinking. Everyone didn't have any words, just drinking wine to the moon.

They all have a dream in their hearts, that is, one day they will be able to put on their wedding gowns and stand side by side with her.

Father Cat went back to the Emperor's Chamber and took out the wine that Meteor had asked for from Father Wine. The two sat on the stone steps, looking at the same moonlight, drinking glass by glass.

It has been some days since Leng Qianye returned to Qicheng. In these days, there was no movement in Qicheng, and they seemed to be waiting for something and did not send troops.

Holding the wine jar in his hand, Mu Hanyao stood beside him, and stuffed him with a jar of wine, "Drink tonight without drunk or return."

"Okay." Leng Qianye took the wine jar along the way, and the two raised their hands to touch each other and drank so boldly.

Xue Ke is a bit heavier than before, but her complexion is much better than before. Chu Lingtian supported her, "Why hasn't this Qicheng been moved?"

Xue Ke responded, "Yes, it's been so long now, but today is the day of the master's rejoicing, I really want to drink."

Chu Lingtian looked at her, "I'll drink a few more glasses for you."

"Okay." Xue Ke looked at him, smiled and replied. Turning her eyes, she saw that Jin Yao had prepared food and drinks. The three of them were sitting together. Chu Lingtian toasted and looked at Jin Yao, "Come on, for Congratulations on the day of Fengqi Emperor's rejoicing."

"Okay." Jin Yao nodded, and the two clinked their glasses before drinking them all.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi reclined on a soft couch, faded his dark red brocade robe, and wore a coquettish big red shirt. He lifted the jug and filled himself with wine, with a faint smile on his handsome and enchanting face. Drinking alone against the moonlight.

"Master, today is your big day of joy. Now, it should be the night of the bridal chamber." Ye Meixi said quietly, "It's really worth a moment, Lord, don't lose the beauty of this good day. "

Chuxia and Xianghan stood outside the hall, listening to the sadness in Ye Meixi's words, the two could only sigh directly.

Feng Clan, Mu Hanjin leaned on the bed, bowed her head and stroked the Bai Yuxiao in her hand, remembering that when she left Beijing for the first time that day, he played the flute for her. Today, it is still vivid. , He closed his eyes slightly, and the sound of the flute slowly flowed...

This night, everyone was drunk, but they didn't expect what a wonderful night in the bridal chamber, but it was so peaceful, without intense lingering, and some were just quiet.

Feng Aotian got up a bit later than Su Ri. When she got up, she felt like she was under her... Her eyes sank, and she looked at Wei Zimo beside her, and was looking at her.

Feng Aotian calmed his mind and asked calmly, "When did you wake up?"

"I haven't slept yet." Although Wei Zimo was adapting to one more person beside him, no matter how he forced himself, he still didn't feel sleepy.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and call Father Cat."

"Okay." Wei Zimo thought as if the color was bright today, and the people outside were waiting to be served. He got up, walked to the bronze mirror, and saw the mark on his neck. He closed his shirt. , But he couldn't stop him, he turned his eyes, gave Feng Aotian a fierce look, then stepped up and walked towards me.

Father Cat prepared **** soup early in the morning, and when Wei Zimo pushed the door, he rushed in.

Wei Zimo watched Mr. Cat turning a blind eye to him. Instead, he walked quickly to the inner hall, sat on the bedside, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how do you feel?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's red."

Father Mao was startled, and with a wave of his sleeves, the curtains of the inner hall fell, blocking Wei Zimo's sight. Then, Father Mao got on the bed and lowered the curtains.

Wei Zimo watched his father-in-law's skillful movements. He could not see what the two of them were doing on the bed through the curtains and curtains. However, thinking about what he could do on the bed, he felt a surge in his chest. Angrily, he stepped out of the bedroom.

Tingfeng and Tingyu were outside the hall early, and when they saw Wei Zimo coming out, the two quickly changed their words, "See Lord Hou."

Hearing the words of the two of them, Wei Zimo was slightly startled, apparently a little uncomfortable with this new title, but he knew that he had been free since yesterday.

He turned his eyes, looked at the two people standing ten steps away from him, and responded lightly, "Yeah."

The two looked down, naturally no marks on Wei Zimo's neck were found, and then Wei Zimo stepped up again into the hall.

Tingfeng and Tingyu hurriedly walked in with the washing utensils, put them on one side, and left the bedroom.

Wei Zimo stood in front of the golden basin, uncovered the veil, turned his back, looking like this, but couldn't see his face, and after he cleans his face unhurriedly, he put on the new veil. When he turned around, he saw the brocade robe he had worn so far in the tray. He picked it up, turned around, and stepped into the side hall on one side. He took off his red wedding gown and replaced it with a bright red brocade robe. , The dress is embroidered with large peonies, which looks even more luxurious.

After everything was in order, he slowly walked out, the curtains of the inner hall were still closed, his cold eyes flashed a touch of anger, but he didn't hear any noise on the bed, his anger slowly Dissipated, and then, sitting on the soft couch, picked up the prepared breakfast, but some light meals, very delicate.

Wei Zimo is very picky about food. Each one is particular about his skill and is specific to him. Therefore, when he looks at the familiar food in front of him, he knows where all these come from. It seems that Feng Aotian is taking him The people around me brought it here, and it really counted everything.

Father Cat half-kneeled on the bed, Feng Aotian got up from the bed, moved slightly, and saw that the bed was already red. She sighed quietly. Yesterday was really weak. Because of the first day, it was even worse. The ground was uncomfortable, so he fell asleep deeply, without paying attention.

Father Cat blushed, "Master, how do I get out?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Wei Zimo is very clean and talented. Could it be that the master quickly pulled him away. Now, I am afraid that he has already noticed."

Father Cat nodded, "But, this bed?"

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Destroy this bed and re-order it."

The corner of the cat's mouth twitched. The lord is trying to destroy the body, and can't leave a trace.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "After a while, Lord will go first, you will immediately destroy this bed to the Lord, but you can't let Wei Zimo notice it."

Father Cat nodded, isn't it just to make him be charged with jealousy?

"Yes..." Mr. Cat replied, dragging the sound, and then handed her Jiang Tang.

Feng Aotian was a little bit stronger today than yesterday. He drank the **** soup while it was hot and got off the bed. Now, because of the blood stained on the clothes, fortunately, she is wearing a dark red brocade robe. If you pass, you won’t be able to see it.

She then stepped up and stepped out of the inner hall. Before Wei Zimo could react, she had disappeared.

Wei Zimo was obviously puzzled by Feng Aotian's weird behavior. Then, he heard a cracking sound from the inner hall. He raised his hand and entered the inner hall, but still keenly smelled a **** smell. However, this smell did not belong to him. Before he could think clearly, he saw the cat just end his hand, and the bed in front of him had been shaken to pieces.

He stood ten steps away from Mr. Cat, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Grandpa Cat turned around and looked at him, "Sixai's master and slave said that this bed is a bit hard, lest Master Hou sleep uncomfortably, so he asked the Sajia to change it to Master Hou. Master Hou can rest assured that there is still something to do with the family, so he quit first. "

Father Mao said, before Wei Zimo could speak, he strayed away, and the speed was comparable to Feng Ao Tian's talent.

Wei Zimo looked at the bed shattered in front of him. Only the red curtains lay lonely on the ground. His eyes flashed with sadness. He listened to the words of the cat, is she disgusted? Last night, the bridal chamber spent a candle night. Let her sleep on a cold bed?

auzw.com "Oh, last night was really intense." Xing Wuyun's voice came unexpectedly, revealing wanton publicity.

Wei Zimo returned to his senses, turned around, and looked at him coldly, "Seeing your appearance, I must have stayed up all night."

Xing Wuyun smiled, and then said, "The emperor is too gentle. Look, the print on this neck is really eye-catching."

Wei Zimo stood three steps away from Xing Wuyun. After hearing his teasing, he remembered that he had forgotten to cover up the mark. Now, he was afraid that he would laugh to death.

"Are you here to watch a good show?" Wei Zimo's voice was still cold.

Xing Wuyun waved his hand and said, "Well, you said, if your emperor knew that Feng Aotian would openly treat you as her person in front of Manchao's civil and martial arts, and out of his control, what would he do?"

"What's this to me? That's Feng Aotian's business." Wei Zimo said calmly, took out a silk scarf, and covered his neck.

Xing Wuyun listened to him, "You really crossed the river and demolished the bridge."

"We only take what we need. Since she wants to take me as her own, then she must be prepared to openly challenge Yuluo." Wei Zimo stepped forward, Xing Wuyun stepped back slowly. The two walked out of the inner hall, Wei Zimo slowly sat on the soft couch, looking at Xing Wuyun not far away, "I've seen enough good shows, it's time to go back."

Xing Wuyun said with a smile, "No hurry, tell me, how did you like last night?"

Wei Zimo looked at him, thinking of Feng Aotian who he saw last night, and Su Ri is totally different, "Have you ever seen her weak?"

"What's the meaning of this?" Xing Wuyun's heart trembled, looking at him and asked.

"Last night, nothing happened with him." Wei Zimo said lightly.

"Then the mark on your neck?" Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo never lied. He said no, then no, but he knew Feng Aotian's temperament and would definitely not let him go easily.

Wei Zimo looked at him, "Do you know that she has a bad body?"

"I know, these days, I have been drinking medicine for conditioning, the medicine is really bitter, and it is very bearable." Xing Wuyun nodded, thinking of the last time he took a sip of the medicine, and felt extremely bitter.

Wei Zimo nodded and said, "That's it, she was ill last night, her face was pale, weak and weak, unlike her Su Ri."

Xing Wuyun was startled. He couldn't imagine what Feng Aotian looked like in Wei Zimo's mouth, because, in his opinion, or in everyone's eyes, she was the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom who was superior and invincible. , She can be gentle with the person she is fond of, and she can also dismiss her opponents, and even play with everyone between applause, strategizing, killing and decisive, he has seen her cruel side, see Had her brutal side, met her gentle side, but never saw her weak side, just like the word "soft", it was not used for her.

Wei Zimo did not expect that he saw Feng Aotian like that last night. His mind was always lingering with the scene at the time. He lowered his head and looked at the hand gently rubbing her lower abdomen last night. Now, he can still feel the palm of his hand. temperature.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I can't imagine."

"I saw it with my own eyes and experienced it myself." Wei Zimo slowly got up, walked to the center of the hall, raised his eyes, and looked at the enchanting manzhushahua outside. Now, still in full bloom, not yet withered, the corners of his mouth are raised. An irresistible smile, "What are you thinking about in her heart?"

Xing Wuyun got up and looked at his back. There was no joy after the wedding. Instead, he was even more lonely. He didn't know what happened last night. He only knew that he had drunk all night, but he was still sober.

He walked to the Floating Dream Palace, thinking of making a joke about Wei Zimo, but what he saw was such a scene, why did Feng Aotian show his weak side in front of him?

Wei Zimo turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Now I am Xiaoyaohou, should you congratulate me?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, curling the corners of his mouth, "I think the word'Xiaoyao' is more suitable for me."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "What you want to be free is the body, but my free is the heart. What makes me different from you is that your person is here, and the heart is here, and I, the body is Here, the heart has drifted away."

Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo still couldn't let it go. How could they easily let go of what they had experienced over the years, but he had already died once, and that death had already repaid all what he owed him. , I just want to stay by her side, nothing more.

Feng Aotian quickly fell into the emperor’s bedroom, then entered the inner hall, put down the curtain, and after reaching the screen, he took off the dark red brocade robe on his body and entered the bath tub. The hot water wrapped her deeply. After taking a deep breath, I felt a moment of relaxation.

However, she lowered her head and watched the water dyed red. She frowned again. Then she got up and saw Father Cat walking in with the specially made menstrual belt in his hand.

Feng Aotian walked out of the bath tub and took it from his hand. Father Cat turned around and tied it up, then put on her clothes and looked at Father Cat, "The menstrual belt is very comfortable."

"The minion did it himself." The cat turned his eyes and saw that Feng Aotian was dressed, the blush on his face became brighter and brighter.

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "How can you do this?"

Father Cat said in a low voice, "The master's body is rich and precious. Naturally, you have to use the best, and the servant has to do it himself to rest assured."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, but he was moved in his heart, and took him into his arms, "It's still great to have you by your side."

Father Cat smiled and gently wrapped her waist, "Master, the servant will help you to lie on the dragon couch, and the servant will rub you."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then leaned against his arms, stepped out of the screen, and lay on the dragon couch.

After the cat entered the screen, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened it, and poured the powder in the porcelain bottle into the tub. The bleached blood in the tub disappeared in no time, and there was no **** smell around it.

The cat turned around with confidence, walked to the dragon couch, sat next to her, raised his hand, and gently rubbed her abdomen. Compared to Wei Zimo's careful movements last night, the cat naturally looked very professional. After a while, Feng Aotian felt his dysmenorrhea eased a lot.

Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat, "If you are not by your father's side, who will do these things?"

The cat had a pause, raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled, "Master, someone will do better than a slave."

Feng Aotian took his other hand and put it on his cheek, "But, the master is used to you by his side, don't you have to wait until things are irreparable before telling the master?"

Cat father-in-law leaned in her arms, "Master, you have to believe in slaves."

Feng Aotian's eyes condensed slightly and looked at him, "If you don't believe me, how can I let you go?"

Father Mao grinned slightly, "The slave knows that the master's heart is like a mirror, but the slave never regrets it. As long as it can make the master happy, as long as he sees the master well, the slave will be well."

A faint sorrow emerged in Feng Aotian's heart. Xu was because of the coming of Kui Shui. Xu Ye, what the father-in-law said touched her heart. Xu Ye, she knew the result, but still couldn't stop it. Unspeakable, she just looked at him, "Don't forget what the master said, no matter you run to the end of the world, the master will catch you back."

"The minion remembers." The cat father looked at her, "Master, you rest, after today, there will be no pain."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master takes a break."

She is a little weak now, with a deep sense of exhaustion, she leaned in his arms and fell asleep again.

Father Cat just rubbed her lower abdomen lightly, but smiled contentedly at the corner of his mouth. He was already very happy to be by her side like this. Even if it happened in the future, he had no regrets.

Lan Jingshu stayed up all night, and went to the prefectural police with Gu Yefeng the next morning. Yi Mu returned to the bedroom to rest because of physical discomfort.

Xing Wuyun chatted with Wei Zimo for a while, then walked to the emperor's bedroom, and saw Meteor pouting the corners of his mouth, lacking interest.

He stepped forward, sat on the soft couch, and looked at him, "What's the matter? Why are you listless?"

Meteor looked at him, "It's nothing, how about you? How come you have this look?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "What's wrong with me? Isn't it as handsome and handsome as before."

Meteor's mouth twitched and looked at him, "It's really not modest at all."

Xing Wuyun smiled openly and looked at him, "Where is the emperor?"

"Resting." Meteor naturally knew about Feng Aotian's coming to Kuishui. He remembered what the father-in-law Mao said in his ear last night. He has not been able to return to his senses so far. The father-in-law cheated him and said that he would not drink this wine. Being drunk is simply a lie. Otherwise, Mr. Cat would only drink a few glasses last night and then he would be drunk. Otherwise, how could he speak truth after drinking?

"What's the matter with the emperor?" Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's still unable to show his smiling face, knowing that he must have encountered an upset, and it was Feng Aotian that could upset him so much.

"She's uncomfortable." Meteor replied smoothly, "Now, she needs meditation."

Xing Wuyun got up, walked to the inner hall, opened the curtains, and saw Father Cat lying beside Feng Aotian, and she was leaning against him, he curled his lips and smiled, she was sleeping peacefully, such a warm picture , So that he couldn't bear to disturb, he put down the curtain, turned around, and sat back on the soft couch.

Meteor looked at him, "How can you come over and stay with Xiaoyaohou?"

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, "Are you worried?"

Meteor nodded, "Well, it's heavy."

"It seems that you don't want to tell me." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Well, I can't say." Meteor replied again.

Xing Wuyun smiled lightly, got up, stepped out of the imperial dormitory, and then walked to the courtyard, where he saw that Mr. Jiu was already sitting in the courtyard and he was busy alive.

He stepped forward and sat down in front of Duke Jiu, "Master, what are you doing today?"

Father Jiu raised his eyes, looked at the black green under his eyes, lowered his eyes and said coldly, "Go there and lie down."

Xing Wuyun followed Duke Jiu’s sight and saw the reclining chair not far away. He got up puzzled, walked forward, then lay down, looked sideways, and looked at Duke Jiu, "Master, the disciple is lying down." ."

"Close your eyes." Duke Jiu said coldly.

Xing Wuyun then closed his eyes, and then felt a pain in his chest, and he was sleepy and fell asleep.

Duke Jiu looked sideways, looking at Xing Wuyun, "Making a fool."

When Feng Aotian woke up, it was already noon, raised her eyes, and met the smiling face of Father Cat. She slowly got up and looked at him, "When is now?"

"Just after noon." Father Cat replied in a low voice, and then let her lean on the dragon couch, "Master, the slave will prepare lunch for you."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, and then stepped down from the dragon couch, her footsteps were a little vain, but she was still able to hold it, and something big would happen in the past few days.

When Meteor saw Father Cat stepping out, he stepped forward and looked at him, "Is the Holy Lord awake?"

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, then lifted up his steps and stepped out of the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian followed closely, walked out, and saw Meteor staring at the back of Mr. Cat’s leaving. She slowly stepped forward, stood in front of him, and stroked the top of his head, "Why keep staring? Lord, look?"

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