This Lord is Too Cruel

"The minister sees the emperor." Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, slightly blessed.

Feng Aotian looked at him, smiled lightly, "Get up."

"The emperor, how did you sleep last night?" Xing Wuyun immediately sat beside her and asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Yes."

"The minister had insomnia last night." Xing Wuyun said angrily.

Feng Aotian knew that he was turning around and telling her that he really recognized the bed.

Seeing him like this, Meteor asked, "Do you know the secret of Qicheng?"

Xing Wuyun tilted his head and looked at the meteor, "Have you been to Qicheng?"

"That." Meteor nodded, "I found the whereabouts of the Ninth Princess in Qicheng."

"She is going to hunt for treasures." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and said with a smile.

"What treasure is there?" Meteor asked curiously.

Xing Wuyun leaned on his side, leaned to one side, looked at Feng Aotian, and then at Meteor, "We should start with Fengqi's secret guard."

"Huh?" Meteor wondered how this matter had something to do with Feng Qi's dark guard again.

"Back then, Fengqi Dark Lord was in love with King Qi, and Qicheng was the place where the two of them made their love. Fengqi Dark Lord placed a piece of spiritual jade from a thousand years ago in that place. It is said that this jade has psychic properties and can not only solve all problems. Ill, and can absorb the spiritual energy of the jade, and practice martial arts." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Oh, the Holy Lord, if you can find Lingyu, then King An will be able to wake up?" Meteor asked Feng Yinqi, who was still not awake on the dragon bed.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "However, I don't know where that piece of spiritual jade is."

"Don't you know Fengqi's dark master?" Meteor naturally guessed that Feng Qianning was Fengqi's dark master, so he asked.

"I don't know." Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "The nine princesses also know, and she is now an evil person. If she finds this piece of spiritual jade, she will surely be successful."

"Oh." Meteor nodded, "What should I do now?"

"Linger jade was found before her, she must not be allowed to find it, otherwise, once she has cultivated the evil spirit technique, it must be a big disaster at that time." Feng Aotian thought about this and said in a deep voice.

"But, who else can find it now?" Meteor couldn't help asking.

"Little devil head, knowingly ask." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since you have found her whereabouts, the Lord will naturally send someone there."

"Haha." Meteor thought about who he was going to send, so he didn't ask more.

The wedding of Wuyue Kingdom and Bei Liguo immediately extinguished the enthusiasm for the marriage of the three princes of Yuluo Kingdom and the new emperor of Feng Qiguo. Now everyone is talking about the new emperor of Bei Liguo as the first empress. It is said that she looks all over the country and the city, and her strategy is even more powerful.

Feng Aotian looked at the report of the soul, she knew that Ye Meixi must have his consideration for making such a decision, and she did not want to stop him.

For several days, everything was normal in Beijing.

After the fifth day, Feng Aotian's sunflower water was over, she immediately felt that her body was much more relaxed and her mood became very good.

Cat father-in-law looked at her like this, a bit more bitter in his heart, and in two days, he was leaving.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"

"Master, you haven't been to see Mu Hanjin in the past few days." Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian came to Kuishui these days, but he didn't go to Feng Clan. Now, he is indeed going to see him.

Lan Jingshu has been cultivating in the emperor's bedroom for the past few days. Now that he is better, he can walk around, and then returns to his bedroom.

Gu Yefeng slept for a whole day before waking up slowly, and his mood improved a lot. It seemed that he suddenly became clear, but he was not heavy.

Feng Aotian looked at the Divine Dog lying quietly beside him. In the past few days, it did not return to the Feng Clan, but stayed by her side, but it was very stable and not noisy.

But Meteor didn't wait to see it, always avoiding it far away. It seemed that he had a hatred for going to Qicheng this time.

Feng Aotian looked at the divine dog, "Return to the Feng Clan with the master."

The dog raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, nodded, and followed her to leave the Imperial Palace, but Meteor also followed.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What do you do with the master?"

"Meteor is going to see Little White Snake's forehead." Meteor glanced at the dog beside him, raised his head, and said.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a low smile, "You are very kind to the little white snake."

"That's natural." Meteor replied, "It is good for meteors, and meteor is good for them."

What he meant was that the dog was not good to him.

The dog can naturally hear the meaning of mocking it in Meteor's words. It raised its eyelids indifferently, and it was really a stingy guy.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and took the dog and meteor to the Wind Clan.

When he reached the Wind Clan, Meteor couldn't wait to go to the hall and watched the little white snake in the golden scroll still asleep. He put his hands on the stage and looked at it, "Little white snake, when can you wake up? "

Feng Aotian looked at him, shook her head amused, lowered her head, and watched the dog looking at the shooting star with disdain. She raised her hand and touched the dog’s head, "When you come back, you will be yours. Where to go."

The dog raised his head and looked at Feng Aotian. Obviously, he was still a little bit sad.

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "In the future, I will let you stay with him again."

The dog nodded, then turned around, still walking calmly, leaving without haste.

Feng Aotian walked into the room, and saw that Mu Hanjin was watching with a secret letter. She entered and stood up slightly, "The emperor, you are here."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then lay on his side, holding him in his arms, sniffing the indifferent breath on his body, and whispered, "How well have you slept these few days?"

"Well, good." Mu Hanjin responded with a light smile.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the smile in his eyes, thinking that he was back, but Father Cat is leaving again. They are by her side, but they can't always stay well. One person is leaving.

Mu Hanjin looked at the dim light flashing in her eyes and shook her hand, "The emperor, do you have something on your mind?"

"Lord wants you to stay by his side forever and never leave again." Feng Aotian looked at him and said.

Mu Hanjin nodded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian hugged him, just quietly listening to each other's heartbeats. At this moment, no one felt more peaceful than two people hugging each other like this.

Meteor faced the little white snake and talked about the torture of the dog from beginning to end. Then he relieved his breath, then turned around, went back to the house, looked at the two people on the bed, shook his head, and then sat down Side, poured a cup of tea, and drank with his head up.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Done?"

"Yeah." Meteor nodded and looked at her, "Holy Lord, go back, Father Cat is still waiting."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master Minger will see you again."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin was still so elegant, but nodded slightly.

Feng Aotian gave a light kiss on the corner of his lips, then got up and left the Feng Clan.

Mu Hanjin opened the secret fold and looked at the content on it, her eyes flashed with gloom. There were so many things happening outside these days, and he understood how hard she was.

Feng Aotian went back to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, and Father Cat was already waiting for her.

She stepped into the emperor's bedroom and looked at him, "Is there any place you want to go with your master?"

Grandpa Cat looked at her, "Is the master willing to go somewhere with the minion these few days?"

Feng Aotian smiled, "Okay."

Cat father raised a bright smile, holding her hand, and the two flew away from the palace.

Meteor looked at the two people leaving, sighed quietly, did not enter the emperor's bedroom, but went to the side courtyard.

When Xing Wuyun was finished, he got up and wanted to leave, and saw Meteor come in dejectedly.

"What's wrong with you? I heard that the dog is back, shouldn't you be happy?" Xing Wuyun got up, looked at the meteor and asked.

"What are you happy about?" Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and sighed.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Tell me honestly, are you hiding something from me?"

Meteor raised his hand, waved his hand on his shoulder, and then stepped forward, sitting in front of Duke Jiu, supporting his chin with both hands and staring at him.

Father Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "What does the old man do?"

"Did there be a problem with the wine you gave me last time?" Meteor was worried about the matter, and he had been busy these few days, so he could not ask.

"You're not stupid." Duke Jiu said this as an admission.

"That Grandpa Cat was true that night?" Meteor looked at Grandpa Jiu and asked in a low voice.

"You can tell the truth after drinking that jar of wine." Duke Jiu continued to be busy and replied unhurriedly.

When Meteor heard it, he was even more sad, "Then Mr. Cat?"

Duke Jiu looked at him, "This is his life, I can't help it."

"I don't want it." Meteor stood up and looked at Duke Jiu, "I don't want him to leave."

After speaking, he turned and rushed out.

Xing Wuyun looked at the back of Meteor leaving, then looked at Duke Jiu, "Master, Daddy Mao?"

Duke Jiu looked at him, "You can do your own thing, his fate is like this."

Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes, thinking about the current situation, shaking his head helplessly, and then asked, "Does the emperor know?"

"Yeah." Duke Jiu nodded.

Xing Wuyun gave a low laugh, then turned and left, even the emperor was helpless. It seemed that the matter must be difficult.

He stepped out of the courtyard, and then saw the meteor hiding in the corner crying. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "Crying more hurts."

Meteor patted his hand, "Don't worry about it."

"Did you not ask me last time, would you cook?" Xing Wuyun said while squatting, looking at the meteor.

Meteor lifted his eyes and looked at him, "Well, but even if you can cook, you can't make it like a cat."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "He will be back."

"No, I will never come back." Meteor said, shaking his head.

"Will he die?" Xing Wuyun paused slightly, obviously a little unbelievable.

Meteor looked at him, tears streaming incessantly, "I don't know, I just know that he will never come back."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand, held the meteor in his arms, and patted his back, "Since I won't die, I will come back."

Meteor nodded, "No, I don't want Father Cat to leave, no."

Xing Wuyun sighed quietly, his handsome face was coated with a layer of inevitable sadness. These days of getting along, cat father-in-law's affection for Feng Aotian, they all see in their eyes, I am afraid it is this world, except for him, No one can replace him and take care of Feng Aotian so considerately. Now, suddenly knowing that he is leaving, and he will not come back, his heart jerked and left the most important thing in his life. Man, it's worse than death. What is he bearing?

Xing Wuyun hugged the meteor, and the meteor cried aloud, but he stood dazedly.

Father Cat brought Feng Aotian to the place she thought she would never come again. That was the place where Feng Aotian and Feng Aoyun shared memories, this beautiful valley.

She fell slowly, and time seemed like a world away. She was walking on the hillside and the cherry blossoms had fallen. She could not find Feng Aoyun's figure, but she could vaguely see his peaceful smile before his last death. At this moment, He should be with the real Feng Aotian, right? There should be a piece of paradise, a paradise that belongs to them.

Father Cat holding her hand, the two of them walked down slowly, leaving the cherry blossom hillside, walking forward step by step, along the clear river, memories gushing out, she remembered, at that time When practicing martial arts alone, he accompanied her in the dark, and he took care of her carefully all day and night.

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Feng Aotian squeezed his hand tightly, very hard. Many times, when you have regarded what you are in front of you as a habit, you will not see his goodness. Once, when you want to lose it, you will know what it means to cherish. What is called giving up.

She turned her eyes and looked at him, the corners of her eyes were sour, she has buried a person here, is she going to bury a second one?

Father Cat stepped up with a smile at the corner of his mouth. Such a smile was something he had never had before, but it was so pure and holy, without the slightest impurities, only for her.

They walked like this, until they reached the depths of the valley. There was a thatched house in front of them. Feng Aotian watched, "When was it built?"

"It's been a long time." Father Cat would not tell her. When she missed another person in her heart, she would always come here in a daze, and he would stay with her quietly. Build this thatched house a bit, until two years ago, he finally built it, and here is poured all his love for her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "In the future, I will come here often with you, OK?"

Father Cat smiled and nodded, and took her hand into the house. The furnishings inside were very simple but also warm. He walked to the inner hall, took the copper basin, walked out of the thatched hut, and fetched water.

Feng Aotian leaned in the house, stretched out his hand, and stroked every wooden board in front of him. There was his smell here.

Father Cat walked in with the copper basin, cleans his face, and washed away all the white powder on his face, revealing a charming face that is alluring and peerless. His brows and eyes were slightly bent, and his smile was all over the country.

Feng Aotian just stood in the same place, looking at him, quietly, carefully, and deeply...

"Master..." Father Cat approached her step by step until he stood in front of her. He stretched out his hand and stroked her face with a faint smile on his eyebrows.

Feng Aotian raised his hands, wrapped his arms around his waist, and deeply absorbed the unique aura from him, as if to imprint his unique aura into his mind.

Grandpa Cat hugged her and whispered, "Master, a slave can be by your side for so many years, without any regrets, no regrets in this life."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, tears dripping uncontrollably, slid across her cheeks, and fell on his heart.

Father Cat lowered his eyes, looked at her, raised his hand, and slid his fingertips across her cheeks, but the crystal teardrops turned red in an instant. He was shocked, "The Phoenix is ​​crying blood."

Feng Aotian felt her heartache without words. She covered her heart and raised her eyes. The tears in the corners of her eyes turned red. Father Cat was startled again, and quickly took out the silk kerchief and wiped it, "Master, don't... ..."

Feng Aotian couldn't help but felt a pain in her heart, as if her own heart was torn apart. The pain caused her to sweat uncontrollably.

At this time, Meteor cried very sadly holding Xing Wuyun, and suddenly felt his heart twisted like a knife. He lifted his eyes and turned pale with shock, "The Phoenix is ​​crying blood!"

Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes, looking at Meteor's face pale, and clutching his heart, "What's the matter?"

"Holy Lord is crying." Meteor said tremblingly.

"Cry?" Xing Wuyun said quietly, "Did you cry for the cat?"

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, "Phoenix is ​​weeping blood, the main stream of the saint is tears of heart, tears of heart are tears of blood, she is in pain now."

"What?" Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, "How could this be?"

"Ah..." Meteor covered his heart, paining more and more, "Holy Lord, there must be nothing wrong."

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, "What should I do now?"

"I don't know." Meteor shook his head, "The first tear, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe."

Xing Wuyun watched Meteor trembling and sweating, he hurriedly entered the courtyard holding Meteor, "Master, look at him?"

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the shooting star, his eyes sank, then he tapped his heart, and then said, "Hey, I'm afraid this disaster will be overwhelming."

Xing Wuyun heard what Mr. Jiu said, but didn't know what it was?

"Master, what's the matter?" Xing Wuyun remembered that Meteor is so painful now, then, the emperor is afraid it will be more painful than this.

Mr. Jiu shook his head and sighed, "The fate is like this, and the old man has no choice but to let fate."

"The emperor?" Xing Wuyun asked quickly.

"The Phoenix is ​​crying for blood, and it must be bloody. The blood must flow into a river." Duke Jiu shook his head helplessly, looking at the meteor still suffering, but he was helpless.

Xing Wuyun shook his body, "What is Phoenix crying blood?"

"This is a secret secret. The secret secret must not be revealed." Duke Jiu looked at Xing Wuyun, "Look at him well."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun knew that even if he asked again, he would not be able to ask any results. As long as the meteor is safe and sound, then the emperor will be well.

He turned around holding the meteor and left the courtyard, went to the emperor's bedroom by himself, and placed him on the dragon couch.

Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and suddenly thought of something, "Go and summon some of them."

Xing Wuyun looked at him and nodded quickly, "Okay."

Then he turned around and looked at Si Xi, "Go and call Lan Jingshu and the others, and even Wei Zimo, saying that something happened to the emperor."

"Yes, the slave will go now." Si Xi looked at Xing Wuyun with a gloomy face. Now when he heard that the emperor had something wrong, he hurriedly responded, and then turned to pass on.

At the hour of Banzhuxiang, Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, Yi Mu, and Wei Zimo rushed over. Standing not far away, Wei Zimo saw the white face of the meteor. He whispered, "What is he doing? Up?"

"He is in pain now, and the emperor is in pain. He is in pain, and the emperor is in pain." Xing Wuyun picked up the cotton pad and wiped the sweat from the meteor.

When Wei Zimo listened, his figure shook, "What the **** is going on? What about her?"

"Meteor said that she was in tears, and the tears were shedding heart tears. The master said that it was Phoenix's weeping blood. It was a fierce blood. It must be a river of blood." Xing Wuyun sat weakly on the dragon couch and said in a low voice.

"What the **** is going on?" Wei Zimo couldn't help stepping forward, and couldn't take care of it.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "If the meteor dies, she will be gone."

Wei Zimo looked at him incredulously, "How come? Isn't she inextricable? Isn't she omnipotent?"

When Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng listened, they were shocked, not knowing what to do?

Yi Mu listened with a pain in his heart, coughing violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and tilting his body to the side.

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, "Just tell me, what can I do?"

Meteor looked at him, "Do you have a cinnabar mole on your body?"

Xing Wuyun nodded, "Yes."

"Go...get the bowl...drop your blood in the same bowl, then...then...feed me and drink it." Meteor said intermittently.

"Good." Xing Wuyun nodded.

Then turned around and looked at a few people, "Can you have a cinnabar mole?"

Wei Zimo’s cinnabar mole is the most eye-catching. Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng have a look at each other. They naturally have them. Now, they set their eyes on Yi Mu's body. He lowered his eyes and opened his trousers. , The cinnabar mole on the ankle is striking.

Several people glanced at each other. Although they didn't know what this cinnabar mole meant, but now, whenever there is a glimmer of hope, they have to do it.

Xing Wuyun ordered Si Xi to bring a big bowl, and then took out the dagger Feng Aotian gave him last time, and then stroked his wrist, blood dripped into the bowl, and he handed the dagger to Wei Zimo.

Wei Zimo took it, his glamorous eyes flashed with gloom, then raised his hand and stroked his wrist, blood dripping into the bowl.

The same is true for Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu. The blood of the five people is mixed in a bowl, but the strange things can be dissolved. The five of them looked at each other, but they were puzzled.

Xing Wuyun didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly walked to the side of Meteor with the bowl, then sat down and looked at him, "Drink."

Meteor opened his mouth and drank all the blood in the bowl abruptly, only to relax, then lay down, closed his eyes, and passed out.

Seeing the meteor like this, Xing Wuyun shook his hands in fright. The bowl in his hand fell to the ground, "Bang!" With a sound, not only the bowl was broken, but also their hearts.

In the valley, Feng Aotian clutched his chest, raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Phoenix is ​​crying blood..."

Father Cat hugged her and put her on the bed, "Master, do you know what the fate of a slave is born?"

Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I don't want to..."

"The slave was born to be the master. The Phoenix wept blood. He was able to see the master cry as the slave. The slave felt very happy. Since the slave was selected, he knew that the most important thing in this life is to dedicate himself to the master. The master is truly an adult.” The cat father said, raising his hand, the bundled blue silk scattered on his chest, he smiled brightly.

He raised his hand and unfastened his belt. The brocade robe fell down, revealing his icy and jade skin, revealing a charming luster. He leaned slightly and took off her clothes to reveal her exquisite and elegant figure. With a smile at the corner of her eyes, but no regrets, as if worshipping, she bowed her head and kissed her lips...

Under the tent of Furong, the spring breeze is floating, the quiet valley, I don't know whose heart is drunk, but how much love does it leave?

The red silk tents are warm, but they are also unstoppable and unstoppable (forbidden words)...

When Feng Aotian woke up, the sky was dark. She moved her fingers slightly, and she felt sore and weak all over. She turned her eyes and watched the father-in-law beside her sleeping so deeply that she didn't even have a trace of breath.

She stood up abruptly and looked at the redness on the bed. Her heart was trembling. She stroked his cheek and whispered, "Are you really willing to leave me?"

She did not use the word "Ye", but the word "I". He replaced her with his own life. How could she not know that the martial arts she practiced was extremely cold and gloomy. There must be a person to appear, and this person must be a pure and pure Yang body, otherwise, she will be backlashed by her own martial arts, and finally burst and die.

He was selected by her mother and concubine since childhood, staying by her side and becoming her antidote, could it not be that day when she went to the holy pond, how could she know this? She was scared, but she was also powerless. She watched him work hard for herself, without regrets, she was selfish after all, wasn't she?

She looked at him. Now he is like a broken puppet, without the slightest anger. He has dedicated everything he has to her, but plans to leave peacefully?

She slowly leaned over and hugged him, trying to give him all her temperature, but she felt cold all over, she wanted to cry, but forced to go back.

"Are you really planning to leave me like this?" Feng Aotian whispered again. For the first time, she felt helpless, and for the first time, her heart was suffocating.

Does she care about him? So, she couldn't bear it, but she was selfish, letting things go to this point, she hugged him tightly and bit her lips tightly.

Father Cat slowly opened his eyes, his face was not bloody, but those slender eyes were still smiling slightly, "Master..."

Feng Aotian opened his eyes and looked at him, "Don't leave me."

Grandpa Cat wanted to raise his hand, he didn't want to leave, he was reluctant to give up, but after all, he couldn't resist the entanglement of fate.

He pulled out a faint smile, "Master, the slave is very happy, really happy."

Feng Aotian listened to him. For the first time, she removed her strong appearance and showed her inner fragility. She hugged him and shook her head desperately, "No... tell me, how can I keep you? "

"Master, as long as you have a slave in your heart, the slave will be very happy no matter where you go." Mr. Cat, supporting his last strength, whispered, "Master, don't be sad. The slave's blessing is to give everything to the master. , The slave loves without complaint or regret."

Feng Aotian shook his head, "You..."

Father Cat smiled at her and slowly closed his eyes...

Feng Aotian's pupils dilated, and she hugged him, "You are too stupid."

In the emperor's bedroom, everyone waited until late at night to see the meteor slowly opening his eyes. Xing Wuyun hurriedly stepped forward and looked at him, "Are you awake? What about the emperor?"

Meteor looked at him with tears in his eyes, then turned around and stopped looking at him.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, as if thinking of something, and quickly asked, "Is it a cat..."

When Meteor listened, he cried even more sadly, his body hadn't recovered yet, and now he was out of breath when he cried.

Xing Wuyun knelt on one knee on the dragon couch, and turned Meteor's body over, "Mrs. Cat really... is there?"

Meteor nodded, "He just left, he saved the Holy Lord, otherwise, he would die now."

Xing Wuyun shook his hands and slowly closed his eyes, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, they owed him after all.

Hearing what Meteor said, Wei Zimo couldn't believe it. What was going on? Is there anything he doesn't know?

"Are you true?" Lan Jingshu asked with a trembling voice, looking at the meteor.

The meteor nodded, "I just sensed the great sorrow of the Holy Lord. The cat has really gone, and the cat has left me. I don't want the cat to leave..."

The shooting star became more and more sad, and began to cry, his face flushed with tears, but he couldn't stop...

Lan Jingshu fell backwards sullenly, turned his eyes, looked at Gu Yefeng, and remembered the time he was with Father Cat. Although he was very strong and liked to be jealous, but here, I am afraid that no one can replace it. His position, why is he leaving?

Feng Aotian hugged Father Cat's gradually cold body, letting the wind blow by, she lowered her head, just staring at him blankly, is she really going to give up?

A figure suddenly fell, standing beside the bed, Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and whispered, "Are you going to take him away?"

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