This Lord is Too Cruel

"The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat." Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at him, "When you and I established Moyun Pavilion together, who would have thought that nowadays, you and I will have a constant love for the same person? "

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Yes, at the beginning, you and I just wanted to get rid of that person's control. It's really unpredictable."

Wei Zimo looked down and brushed the secret letter in his hand with his fingertips, "I never thought that someone would dare to approach me so blatantly, and I still don't hate it."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at him, "Wei Zimo, you have thoughts about her early in the morning, but you are deceiving yourself and others."

"Aren't you?" Wei Zimo asked back, curling his lips.

Xing Wuyun was noncommittal and sighed leisurely, "It seems that the fate between you and her was destined early in the day."

"But, I always feel that there is something you and I don't know between her and him." Wei Zimo is an extremely sensitive (forbidden word) person, especially he can keenly feel the difference between him and Feng Aotian. It seems that this also has their involvement.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Did she tell you?"

"Although, her mind is deep, but she never hides everything, she is outspoken, but this matter is far less simple than it seems, and she does not want to mention it." Wei Zi Mo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. In this palace, all he knew and believed was Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "She has her own considerations."

He somewhat understands Feng Aotian’s temperament. There are many things. If she is not fully sure, she will never act. For the opponent in front of him, she will be able to hit with one blow. For Gong Yimin, it has always been them. Nightmare, after he died once, he has let go of the past, although he will still deliberately escape in the face of Gong Yi Min, but he knows that now he, because he is alone, is filled with sunshine, he No longer be afraid, but will know how to cherish.

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun and couldn't help asking, "How much do you know about her?"

"There is no need to fully understand, as long as you feel her heart for you, you are enough, just like, you have never exposed your past like her, but she can look in your eyes Or it can be easily captured in a subtle movement. There is no need to have too many words, but it is good to snuggle together." Xing Wuyun played with the tea cup in his hand, said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe, this is love A person’s perception.

Hearing his words, Wei Zimo was a little puzzled, some confused, some sleepy, and somewhat clear. Such complicated emotions made him a little irritable, because he had never been so confused.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "You just haven't crossed the line of defense in your heart, to really feel her, accept her, and now you just accept her care for you, her tolerance for you, and all kinds of consideration for you. Tenderness and love, while you are struggling, fighting with her and your own heart."

Wei Zimo looked down, lost in thought, didn't he? Isn't his heart slowly shaking under her offensive? However, there is always a hurdle in my heart that cannot be crossed.

He converged his mind, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Do you really mind?"

"There are other people besides herself? Or are the two men in love?" Xing Wuyun said the hurdle in Wei Zimo's heart.

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded.

"I ever minded, struggled, but once you get into your heart, all your own intellect is no longer under your own control and control. The more you want to escape, the more you get stuck in it, unable to extricate yourself, and love someone. No matter if she is male or female, beautiful or ugly, good or bad, love is love, because of her, I know that she originally came from a time when she could still see the sun." Xing Wuyun raised his head. Lying on a reclining and soft couch, staring at the top of the sky, smiling with a dazzling arc of his mouth.

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun in a daze. He never knew that Xing Wuyun had such a heartfelt smile. He raised his hand and stroked his lips. These days, with her, he Have you smiled like this before?

Xing Wuyun stood up and looked at him, "You and I have worked hard for so long, struggling for so long, but just want to get rid of his shackles. Now, this is a safe haven for you and me, so you have to guard it well. I rushed. The road to the sun is really lacking, so let's go and rest first."

"Good." Wei Zimo replied coldly, watching him leave the palace.

He sat in the same place, motionless, just remembering what Xing Wuyun Shicai said...

When Xing Wuyun returned to the Xingyun Palace, he saw Wufeng sitting in the courtyard, admiring the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of him with interest. He stepped forward slowly and sat on the opposite side of the windless, "How can you not rest?"

"Waiting for you." No wind turned his eyes and looked at him, "This palace fits you perfectly."

Xing Wuyun curled his eyebrows slightly and looked at him, "That's natural, it's all her thoughts here."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun for a long time, and his indifferent eyes flashed slyly, "She seems to understand people's minds."

"It depends on whether she needs to spend her thoughts." Xing Wuyun replied casually, but the truth was thorny.

How can it not be heard without the wind, but the more so, the more interesting he is now, he is more curious now, what kind of person can make the pursuit of freedom, unfettered, and uninhibited Xing Wuyun like a sweet, and would rather stay in this gorgeous In the cage, put all your thoughts away? Today I saw Feng Aotian, which was even more interesting.

"When she comes back, I'll take care of preparing one too." Windless fingertips slid across the stone table beside her, her tone still faint.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Affectionate."

"Really?" Wufeng said quietly, looking at him, "Is the brother scared?"

"What's so scary about me? I'm just worried that it will hurt your self-esteem at that time." Xing Wuyun squinted at him, smiling, but sharp.

No wind said "Oh", "It's okay, my heart is very strong."

Xing Wuyun stood up, "You can enjoy the flowers and the moon by yourself, I will go back to sleep."

There was no wind and got up unhurriedly, followed him into the bedroom, "Where do I sleep?"

"The attic on the side." Xing Wuyun replied dullly, and stepped into the inner hall.

Wufeng watched him walking and generating the wind, obviously holding back his anger, but his heart became more and more happy, then turned around and walked to his resting place.

Xing Wuyun stepped into the inner hall, suffocated his stomach, lay on the bed, and rolled a few times. Although he had been running around for a day, his body was stained with dust, but it was not as depressed as he was stimulated by the wind at this moment. Minsi took a bath and rinsed, lying down in his clothes, until after a long time, did he fall asleep.

There is no wind, but he bathes and washes in a good mood, lying on the bed comfortably, he always goes wherever he goes, and he often spends the days when the sky is the seat of the ground. Therefore, as long as there is a place to sleep, he will not be too particular. Therefore, this night, he slept very peacefully.

Before dawn the next day, Xing Wuyun woke up and washed briefly. He wanted to change his clothes, lowered his head, and saw that he was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, so he ordered people to prepare bath soup. After he took a bath, he dressed properly before leaving. Came out.

Wufeng was still wearing yesterday's snow-white clothes, and he walked out refreshed, still with that detached temperament, and walked in front of Xing Wuyun.

He looked at the windless, "I don't have your clothes here."

"I know." Wufeng nodded.

"I'll let someone bring it for you later." Xing Wuyun looked at his light and breezy appearance, wishing to tear off his mask.

Wufeng smiled calmly, "No need, someone has prepared it."

"Who?" Xing Wuyun asked quickly.

"Look?" Wu Feng looked sideways, and saw Si Xi walking in with a tray, and walked in front of Xing Wuyun, "Commander Xing, this is the clothes that the emperor specially ordered the slaves to rush overnight, saying that they were prepared for the genius doctor. of."

"The emperor is too polite." Wufeng smiled and responded before Xing Wuyun could speak.

Sixi raised his eyes and saw Xing Wuyun's gloomy face, thinking in his heart, he seldom saw Xing Wuyun look like this.

He snorted and looked at him, "Don't change it soon."

The windless side looked at him, with a low laugh, "I'll change it now."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the house again, and Si Xi quickly bowed his head and followed him.

Xing Wuyun looked at his calm and relaxed appearance, strode out of the bedroom in a stride, standing on the corridor, walking back and forth with his hands on his hips.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng just walked out, and they saw Xing Wuyun from a distance. Seeing him hanging his head and spinning around, they looked at each other, and Gu Yefeng couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know." Lan Jingshu shook his head, and the two of them walked slowly.

When the two of them approached, they saw a white figure walking out. The two of them were taken aback. Thinking about this morning, they heard the attendant's reply, saying that Xingyun Palace had an extra white man last night. The two couldn't help being curious, but when they looked at it now, they saw that this temperament was extraordinary, and it was a bit like a genius.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and saw Wufeng walk out lightly. He turned his head and looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng who were already standing in front of him, "He is my junior, no wind."

"Is the genius doctor without wind?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at the windlessness, and said warmly, "Looking at the name of the genius doctor for a long time, I'm writing Lan Jingshu."

Looking at the windless side, looking at the Lan Jingshu in front of him, he was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, with a gentle temperament like a jade, and the gentleman's style of Qianqian. Although his appearance was not very stunning, there was a natural comfort.

He replied politely, "Brother Lan is too acclaimed."

"He is now facing the left." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Oh, it turned out to be Lanxiang, and I will be lucky enough to meet." Wufeng still responded calmly.

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly and looked at Gu Yefeng sitting in a wheelchair beside him, "He is Gu Yefeng."

Wufeng looked at Gu Yefeng, bowed his head, looked at his legs, still had a complexion, and said in a low voice, "Although Brother Gu has a healthy complexion, he seems to have a stubborn illness based on his breath?"

"Exactly." Gu Yefeng looked at the windless, his eyes were startled, thinking about him, and then looking at him, he knew that he had a stubborn illness, and responded in surprise.

"Can you let me take the pulse?" Wufeng asked, taking a step forward.

"It's hard work." Gu Yefeng's clear eyes were full of expectation.

No wind leaned over, put his finger on his pulse, then took it back and looked at him, "It's a sign of poisoning."

"Exactly." Gu Yefeng nodded, "Really a genius doctor."

"However, there is no solution to this poison." Wufeng shook his head and responded lightly.

"Yeah." The renewed hope in Gu Yefeng's eyes was extinguished again.

Wufeng looked at him, "Does Brother Gu know the mystery of this?"

"The emperor found out the reason early in the morning, but the poison is difficult to solve." Gu Yefeng lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Wu Feng thought that there were very few people in this world who could see that he was poisoned. He didn't expect Feng Aotian to be able to see it. It was really beyond his expectation.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng thoughtfully, then stepped forward, "How is Yi Mu's body these few days?"

"It's not always good. It feels much worse than Su Ri. It seems to be back in the days of the Regent Palace." Lan Jingshu said quietly. After all, he and Yi Mu both came from the Regent Palace.

Xing Wuyun has never experienced the pain they experienced before in the Regent Palace. Now, he can't realize their feelings at the time. He reads Lan Jing's book. Maybe, after the pain, he will know how to love, and Lan Jing This is the case with Shu and Mu Hanjin, Yi Mu sees too thoroughly, but never sees through himself.

He turned his eyes and looked at Wufeng, "When you come here, you have to use your usefulness. The emperor will not leave useless people here."

Listening to Xing Wuyun's serious words, Wu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay."

Xing Wuyun took the lead and walked forward first.

Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun's solemn back, then looked at Wufeng's indifferent temperament, looked at Gu Yefeng, with a slight smile on his mouth.

When Xing Wuyun walked to the Meixiang Palace, he saw Yi Muzheng getting up. After washing and drinking the medicine, he walked to Yi Mu's side, "Is your body better?"

"What brings you here?" Yi Mu drank the medicine, put the medicine bowl on one side, looked at Xing Wuyun, and whispered.

"Not welcome?" Xing Wuyun responded with a smile.

"Naturally welcome." Yi Mu thought of that day, when they were still in the Prince Regent's Mansion, the days when a few people were in the Meixiang Pavilion and had a free flow of drinks, they felt refreshed.

Xing Wuyun sat on one side casually, watching his face pale, his complexion was very bad, his eyebrows were filled with melancholy all day long, thinking about what it is that can temper him into such a temperament? In his bones he is noble, but also humble, invincible, but also fragile. Such a contradictory temperament will make anyone feel distressed.

No wind then walked in, and I saw the man lying on the bed from a distance, and at a glance, I felt pity.

He walked leisurely by the bed, looked at Yi Mu, and with a glance, he knew Yi Mu's condition. He turned his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "No need to look, there is no medicine."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "You are more dare to say than Duke Jiu."

"Who is Duke Jiu?" Wu Feng couldn't help asking.

"My master." Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Why is there no cure?"

When Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng came in, they heard Xing Wuyun's question. They looked at each other. How could there be no cure?

No wind looked at him, "Heart medicine still needs heart medicine doctor, what he got is heart disease."

Xing Wuyun looked at Yi Mu, "How come you haven't looked away yet?"

"There's nothing I can't see, it's only because I look too open." Yi Mu said with a smile, coughing unceasingly, and quickly covered the corners of his mouth with a veil.

Xing Wuyun looked at his situation, then looked towards Wufeng, "If this continues, wouldn't it?"

"Everything depends on him." Wufeng glanced at Yi Mu lightly, then looked at Xing Wuyun, "What else can you tell me, brother?"

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Yi Mu, "You will take care of it."

"Okay." Yi Mu nodded and looked at them, "Everyone, go and work."

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, shook his head helplessly, and pushed Gu Yefeng out.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Wufeng, "How long can he last if things go on forever?"

"I'm not sure." Wufeng raised his eyes, looked forward, and replied faintly.

auzw.com Xing Wuyun no longer asks more, he can't help but feel a little heavy. Now, in the palace, it is only a few of them that can be counted on. In the few days that Feng Aotian has left, the affairs of the court , The safety of Beijing depends on a few of them.

He has always been a swinger. Even at the beginning, he imagined that one day he would be able to get rid of the past, and he would live a life of idleness, drinking and drinking every day. However, things are contrary to his wishes. Now, it is inevitable that he has to conspiracy with the officialdom.

When the group of people walked to the Emperor's bedroom, Meteor stretched out, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun who was walking towards him. He blinked his eyes quickly, pulled an extremely brilliant smile, and threw his legs at him.

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor suddenly falling into his arms, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, "When have you been so passionate about me?"

Meteor raised his head and looked at him, "You can count as coming back, otherwise, I will die of boredom."

Xing Yes, he finally waited for someone to play with him.

The dog was walking forward slowly, standing at the gate of the hall, looking at Xing Wuyun in front of him, then looking at the appearance of the meteor, turning around and walking inward.

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "The Holy Lord has gone to Qicheng?"

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun continued to walk forward.

Meteor tilted his head, looking at Wufeng beside Xing Wuyun, blinking his eyes, "Who is he?"

"My junior, there is no wind." Xing Wuyun replied tirelessly.

"Oh." Meteor nodded, and he saw at a glance that there was no windlessness as indifferent on the surface.

He was obviously lacking in interest, and dragged Xing Wuyun's clothes, and his group entered the imperial palace.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Yinqi on the dragon couch, "Can Lingyu detoxify?"

"Well, it can be solved, but the life will be longer, the Holy Master said, it will take at least three years." Meteor took Xing Wuyun to sit on the soft couch, raised his head and said, "When will you play with me?"

"No time these few days." Xing Wuyun refused directly.

Meteor pursed his lips, "Hey, you are all busy, so I have nothing to do."

"Aren't you busy? I know exactly what happened in this palace." Xing Wuyun said, looking at the meteor.

"Yeah, so now I have to want it to protect me." Meteor pointed to the dog beside him and said.

Xing Wuyun looked at the **** dog who was closing his eyes and rested, and said with a smile, "That's not very good."

"Yeah, it's so good." Meteor gritted his teeth and said. In the past two days, it completely ignored and indifferent to him, and then faced it like this, it is estimated that he would be suffocated alive.

Xing Wuyun listened to Meteor's words filled with deep dissatisfaction, smiled and touched his head, turned his eyes, and looked towards Wufeng, "Thousands of years are gone, you may solve it?"

"Brother, are you asking me for a follow-up visit?" Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, knowing that he was deliberately making things difficult.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "That's natural."

Lan Jingshu took a step forward, looked at the windlessness, and gave him the porcelain bottle in his hand, "This is powder made from Lingyu. The emperor ordered me to feed King An with dew in a certain amount every day."

No wind took the porcelain bottle and opened it, sniffed it, then closed it, and handed it back to Lan Jing's book, then lifted up, walked to the dragon couch, looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying calmly, and his eyes flashed with faint light. , Then turned around and walked in front of Xing Wuyun, "Unexpectedly, he suffered such a heavy injury at a young age."

"What did you see?" Xing Wuyun asked, looking at Wufeng.

"I have been poisoned twice in a row. Although the first type of poison is detoxified, but because of the thousand years of dispersal, I have been lethargic." Wufeng whispered.

Xing Wuyun nodded, "Fortunately, now there is Lingyu, he will be able to wake up in three years."

No wind shook his head, "Now, this is the best way."

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Si Xi standing in the emperor's bedroom, "Prepare breakfast."

"Yes." Si Xi replied, hurriedly entering, preparing.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng watched Xing Wuyun taking up all the burdens methodically, and the two looked at each other. At this time, all they could do was to stabilize the situation, but Xing Wuyun was able to hold up everything.

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and said, "Or these days, I will follow you."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at the dog, "If it should, you will follow me."

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "You are really cunning."

The dog was very agreeable to Xing Wuyun's behavior. He opened his seldom open eyes, took a look at Xing Wuyun, and then closed it again.

Meteor was a little downcast, and couldn't help feeling sad. There are really few people in this world who can understand him.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Follow me, I can't guarantee that I can deal with the nine princesses. Moreover, recently, the emperor is absent, and everything is annoying. Everyone must work together. You can't make any mistakes in the days of the emperor's absence."

His words happened to hit everyone's minds, and at this time, they had to use their heart.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Hehe, I'm just talking, it's actually good to stay in the palace."

Xing Wuyun touched his head, "Breakfast."

"Yeah." Meteor got down on the soft couch, and followed Xing Wuyun, everyone used breakfast quietly.

Wu Feng looked at the few people in front of him, thinking that Feng Aotian’s wrists were really powerful, and he could make the few people in front of him, all young talents, all kinds of outstanding people, so stubborn and willing to her, he couldn’t help being right. Feng Aotian's curiosity became heavier.

Xing Wuyun knew that Feng Aotian had promised to enter the palace without wind and wanted to replace Duke Jiu, but he knew very well the windless temperament. He was the most adventurous person. As the so-called curiosity killed the cat, he liked exploring. What's more, he is really interested in Feng Aotian now, and he regrets a bit, letting him go down the mountain.

Xing Wuyun stopped breakfast, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng went to the Duchayuan in an orderly manner. Everything seemed to be in peace, without any changes, and calm.

Xing Wuyun was walking on the way to the Floating Dream Palace, and the windless person just followed him quietly.

Wei Zimo slept unsteadily last night, with too many things depressed in his heart, unable to relieve him, got up early, sat next to the book desk, and started a busy day.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo like this and couldn't help shaking his head. He knew what it was like to be troubled by such unstable factors. At the beginning, when he fled from Feng Country in a hurry and hid in Leqi Country, he was drunk all day long, exactly the same as his present picture. .

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Where is the wine father you mentioned?"

"I'm not in the palace now." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "I'll take you to his residence later."

"Good." Wufeng nodded in response.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo who was separated by a bead curtain, and then said, "How many percent of the 50% that was taken back from the south back to China?"

Wei Zimo lowered his head, looked at the secret letter in his hand, and said indifferently, "10%."

"Where is the remaining 40%?" Xing Wuyun then asked.

"Twenty percent is in Nan Yu's hands, and another twenty percent is in Lu Yunxiu's hands." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and continued.

"These two people are hard bones." Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "The remaining 60%, all withdrawn, it is enough for Nan Yu."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, thinking that at the beginning, he had listened to Feng Aotian's words and closed Nan Huiguo's economy once, otherwise, Nan Huiguo would already be in his hands.

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter that Wei Zimo had read and looked at it carefully, "Although he can't move the property of Xuanmo Country, Xuanyuanyu can't live without this thought."

"What do you see?" Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun and asked in a low voice.

"He is too peaceful these days, and it is hard to guarantee that he is planning something. You and I must plan ahead and immediately gather the properties of Xuanmo Country, let Furong Pavilion and Moyun Pavilion take action, and firmly hold the industry here." Xing Wuyun Then said.

"Actually, before the incident, I had sent someone to gather it, but..." Wei Zimo handed him the secret letter in his hand, "It just came this morning."

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter and took a look, with a deep smile at the corner of his mouth, "You are a step slower, what about the others?"

Wei Zimo hides the red lips slightly under the veil, "Look at these again."

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter, and then read it, "It seems that he was prepared."

"He kills two birds with one stone, he really wants to leave me with nothing." Wei Zimo sneered, and couldn't help shaking, suddenly feeling the biting cold sweeping through his body.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at the coldness in Wei Zimo's eyes through the bead curtain, and then said, "Until the last moment, you must not give up. Even if it is irretrievable, you must fight hard. , The big deal will be burned."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "I won't give up, I just hate myself, why can't I keep it."

Xing Wuyun sighed quietly. Over the years, he has suffered too much. Now, suddenly losing it is like taking half of his life.

"It will keep it." Xing Wuyun continued, "Don't forget, there is me and the emperor."

Wei Zimo was taken aback for a while, remembering what Feng Aotian had said that day, yes, he was not alone.

Wufeng sat quietly, listening to the conversation between the two of them, lost in thought. He had never participated in it before and naturally had no right to speak.

Feng Aotian woke up early in the morning, and the two people beside him had already left.

She just got up, got off the bed, and saw Leng Qianye walk in with her breakfast in person.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, "Where is Hanyao?"

Leng Qianye set the breakfast, stepped forward, holding her hand, "Is it okay to serve the emperor and wash up?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "It's really weird every day, it's very strange today."

Leng Qianye just smiled. He actually wanted to do this early in the morning because he was afraid that he would not have the opportunity to do it.

Feng Aotian allowed him to pass the wrung-out cotton pad to her, and then tied her hair personally. Although the movements were a bit awkward, it was warm.

Mu Hanyao had returned from training, and he saw Feng Aotian getting up from the dressing table and smiling at Leng Qianye. He then stepped forward and stood in front of her respectfully, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's just right, we have breakfast together."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, and the three of them sat together, eating breakfast quietly.

Jin Yao walked in and saw that Feng Aotian had just finished breakfast, "Master, this is a secret letter from Princess Qianning."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then opened the secret letter, with only one word written on it, "Move".

Feng Aotian's mouth tickled slightly, "Prepare, it's time to close the net."

"Yes." Jin Yao replied, and then turned and walked back.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, let the minister go this time."

"No, let Jin Yao go." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since this is the game between her and Princess Qian Ning, let her collect the net herself."

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and answered, "The minister understands."

Feng Aotian shook his broad hand, "Is the injury healed?"

Last night, because she came back too late, she was a little tired, so she went to bed early and still had time to ask in the future.

"It's okay." Mu Hanyao warmed his heart for her concern, and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian smiled, "That's fine."

She then got up and looked at Leng Qianye, "Master, go out with him."

"Good." Leng Qianye responded with a light smile.

Feng Aotian shook Mu Hanyao's hand and walked out of the camp, while Leng Qianye stepped up and went to Jin Yao's camp. After all, today, it's another scene.

As soon as Feng Aotian stepped out of the camp, he saw Fu Han approaching.

She raised her eyebrows, watched him approach, bowed and saluted, "The minister sees the emperor!"

"Be flat." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

"Xie Huang," Fu Han replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Is General Fu still used to it?"

"The minister is all well." Fu Hanchui replied.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, when Qicheng is recovered, General Fu will return to Beijing to report on his work."

Fu Han was startled slightly, although he could not guess Feng Aotian's mind, he still responded in a low voice, "The minister abides by the edict!"

Mu Hanyao watched Feng Aotian say nothing, and after Fu Han retreated, she wandered around holding his hand.

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