This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian walked forward slowly, the officials on both sides bowed their heads.

Li and music began, and loud joy echoed in the majestic palace. Feng Aotian looked straight ahead and waited to walk to the outside of the Jinluan Hall. He sat lightly on the dragon chair, raised his eyes, and saw Ye Meixi dressed exactly like him. His Jifu, but that face was deliberately covered with golden steps, his hands hung naturally, under the eyes of Baiguan, he walked forward step by step, those beautiful eyes moved over the shaking step, watching Feng Aotian sitting on the dragon chair, at this moment, his heart was beating wildly. This was a scene he thought about day and night, but when it was true, he felt unreal.

Feng Aotian was sitting in jeopardy. When he stepped up the steps and approached her step by step, there was a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth. This soft light made his heart warm, compared to the scorching sun. , But also warm.

When Feng Aotian waited for him to walk in front of him, she slowly got up, held his hand in the palm, and lowered her head, only to see that the dress embroidered on the dress turned out to be a phoenix. She lowered her eyes and looked at the embroidery on her sleeve. It was Panlong Yunhai, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. For the real wedding ceremony, Ye Meixi had changed a lot. Now, she does not need to go to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestors, let alone go to the heaven, but, should Some ostentation is still needed. After all, his status is now the regent of Wuyue Kingdom. To put it bluntly, he is still the king of a country. Although he has returned to Fengqi Kingdom, one day is taken back, and he is still the king of this country. .

Feng Aotian took him by the hand, and the two were greeted into the Kunxi Hall, worshiping heaven and earth, giving the wedding ceremony, and then heading to the Jinluan Hall again to receive congratulations from the hundred officials.

Above the high eaves of a certain part of the palace, Xia Luoyan is also in a gorgeous dress, standing sadly, looking at Ye Meixi not far away, although wearing a golden step, the gentleness of the bowed head is not sure to be confused. In the eyes of many people, she didn't understand, why he would rather be dignified and surrender himself to a man, instead of looking at the people around him?

She clenched her fists into fists, and looked at the two of them smiling at each other, as if in their eyes there was only one another, no one had ever existed, she bit her lip tightly, wishing she could go and tear the suit to pieces immediately, She shook her body, holding back her tears, and decisively left.

Of course Feng Aotian saw her figure, but today is the day when she and Ye Meixi were overjoyed, she didn't want to act rashly to kill her, and Ye Meixi did the same.

The two raised their eyes and glanced at each other. It was already clear. Although the red tape was reduced by more than half, they were still busy for a whole day. The night was already deep. It was a good day. At this time, Ye Meixi and Feng Aotian sat opposite each other. In Yu Kunxi, the two had already taken off the Ji suit and changed into the normal suit.

The Dragon and Phoenix Candle was very bright, the palace lantern on the side was filled with joy, Ye Meixi raised her eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian with a slight smile on her lips.

Chu Xia and Xiang Han had quietly retreated with a group of court ladies, and only Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi were left in the hall.

Ye Meixi raised his hand, lifted the jug, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Feng Aotian. Feng Aotian took it, took a sip, and then handed it to Ye Meixi. He took the wine glass with both hands and drank it. Exhausted.

Immediately, Feng Aotian raised his hand, picked up the flask, filled the wine, and handed it to Ye Meixi, who also took a sip, and then handed it back to her. Feng Aotian took the wine glass and drank his head up. Next, this is the Hepu wine in the palace.

Feng Aotian slowly got up, walked in front of him, and shook Jinbu open, facing his beautiful eyes, that charming face, always smiling, delicate lips slightly raised, raised his head, watching she was.

Feng Aotian looked at him carefully, curled his lips and smiled evilly, "Really is a stunning beauty."

Ye Meixi said in a low voice, "Compared to my lord, Meixi is not worth mentioning."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, wondering if he knew his true identity when he finally rounded up the room, would he also look forward to it like this time.

She raised her hand and held his hand. He slowly got up, as she walked to the dragon and phoenix couch, she turned around and looked at him, "Serve the Lord and undress."

"Okay." Ye Meixi raised her hand, drew her fingertips across her waist, untied the straps, and slowly fell off. When he saw the tied corset in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes were still shining. This kind of amorous feeling, unwinding the belt calmly.

Seeing his reaction like this, Feng Aotian was startled at first, and then asked, "Did you know this early?"

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, then untied the strap, raised her eyes, and met her with a smile, "In the future, you can be looser, you don't have to always tie it."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, thinking that she had always paid attention, when did he find out?

Ye Meixi stepped forward, took such an unobstructed her into her arms, and gently hugged her, "As early as when the master's body changed, Meixi knew about it. Don't forget, master, Meixi since childhood Then I learned the charm technique, how could the Lord's body Meixi be unfamiliar, and how could he not know the mystery?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, afraid that in this world, only he could have this transparent mind, "Then since you know the identity of the master, are you willing to do so?"

Ye Meixi's generous sleeves wrapped her exquisite body in his arms, and absorbed the fragrance of her hair. At this moment, he felt that he truly owned her.

He whispered, "No matter what the master looks like, in Meixi's heart, it is always you who loves you. For the sake of the Lord, Meixi is willing to do everything, even if he is always pressed by the master."

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hands, and put his arms around his waist, "Really good."

Ye Meixi pressed her cheek to her neck and said softly, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Feng Aotian nodded. What he gave himself was respect, even if he broke the idea of ​​male superiority and inferiority, as long as he could be by her side, even if he succumbed to her, he would be fine.

Ye Meixi moved her hands to her waist, "What are you waiting for?"

Feng Aotian slid over his waist, untied the thin belt around his waist, and then followed his waist to untie his charming skin. He bowed his head and entangled her lips and teeth. At this moment, he wanted to Give her all of it, just in exchange for a smile.

Feng Aotian wandered his tender back with both hands, and the two fell on the couch, leaning against the phoenix, and there was endless tenderness in the red tent...

There was a breeze, and this night, I do not know how many people could not sleep peacefully.

After drying three poles the next day, Feng Ao genius woke up quietly, and saw Ye Meixi playing with her blue silk, her eyes were like silk, and her smile was very enchanting.

Feng Aotian lowered her head, looking at the red marks on her body that were bitten by her, as well as the imprint left by her emotions. She lowered her head and looked at herself as well. It is conceivable that what was like last night...

Feng Aotian slowly got up, and felt sore all over her body. Maybe she would reach the extreme when she fell in love. She raised her eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "Master is hungry."

Ye Meixi lay on her body weakly, "It seems that Meixi didn't work hard enough to feed her."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he said solemnly, "Master is hungry alone."

"That..." Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, and then lay down, "Master, just eat."

Feng Aotian raised his foot and wanted to kick him. In an instant, he met Ye Meixi's misty eyes, and whispered, "I'm willing?"

"I'm willing." Feng Aotian raised his hand, knocked his forehead, and then started to get up.

Ye Meixi also took it up as soon as she saw her, got up quickly, put on her regular clothes, picked her up from the couch, walked slowly to the screen, where the fragrant soup was prepared, and he gently put her in the tub Inside, she picked up water, and the drops of water glided over her round shoulders, dripping onto the petals in the bath, rendering blooming charming flowers.

With a smile at the corner of Ye Meixi's mouth, she squeezed her shoulders, and Feng Aotian closed her eyes slightly, with a smile on her face.

After bathing, Ye Meixi took Feng Aotian out of her bathing soup, then put on her regular clothes, personally waited for her to wash and change clothes, raised her eyes, and watched her ruddy complexion and a touch of charm between her brows. Thinking of last night, his heart throbbed.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, and said with a smile, "I'm not going to change clothes yet."

Ye Meixi turned around and put on it. Now he is the regent and still wears that dark red brocade robe. Although it is a dragon robe, it is still different from the real dragon robe.

Feng Aotian took his hand and walked forward, looking sideways, looking at the bite marks on his neck, but he didn't have a slight covering, and sat with her at the table without anyone else.

He personally filled the soup and handed it to her, "Master, drink more, this is a great soup."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at the soup in the bowl, Chinese wolfberry and red dates, which was obviously a soup for nourishing qi and blood. She raised her eyes to look at him, "Don't think you are so careful about your master."

Ye Meixi's eyes were bright and she looked at her shyly, and then quickly picked up vegetables and put them in her bowl, "Master, eat more."

Feng Aotian smiled and watched and put the vegetables in his bowl, "You also eat more."

Ye Meixi nodded in response, and the two looked at each other and smiled, like a newlywed couple, very warm and harmonious.

Meteor slipped in, regardless of Ye Meixi's objection, sitting carelessly beside Feng Aotian, looking up at the meal in front of him, and muttered, "The Holy Lord has completely forgotten Meteor now. "

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "Bring a pair of dishes."

"Yes." Chuxia responded, and then took a pair of tableware and placed it in front of Meteor.

Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Ye Meixi with a smile, then lowered his head, and began to eat breakfast.

Ye Meixi didn't care. Now, there was no one else in his eyes except Feng Aotian.

In the Feng Clan, Mu Hanjin was awake for a while last night. He raised his eyes, and when he saw the man in the snow-white brocade robe in front of him, he just asked slowly, "Are you no wind?"

Sitting in front of him without wind, watching that although he was extremely poisoned, he still relied on his perseverance to hold on to the present, it was not easy, even if his face was dark, he could not conceal his elegant aura.

"Exactly." Wufeng nodded and looked at him, "Today is her wedding day."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then slowly closed her eyes.

Wufeng smiled indifferently, got up, left the medicine room, raised his eyes, looked at Yuelang Xingshu, a cold wind blew, he felt very cold.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, thinking that now she and Ye Meixi must be Qin Se and Ming, but he can only wait here foolishly, and can't help feeling that he is really ridiculous.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes to see the sneer in his eyes, "She is going to come back after all."

"The beauty is on the side, Ye Meixi is probably the happiest." Xing Wuyun couldn't help saying.

Wei Zimo walked out of the bead curtain, "Go back to the palace, how many drinks with you?"

"That's what I meant." Xing Wuyun smiled and nodded, then got up, Wei Zimo had already flew away, he curled his lips and left with him.

In the palace, Lan Jing had just finished reviewing the memorial, and after leaving the emperor's bedroom, he saw a bright red figure flashing by from a distance, and then saw Xing Wuyun's figure, he couldn't help being envious.

He remembered what Feng Aotian had said, and remembered that tonight was Feng Aotian's wedding day, so he turned around and walked from the Floating Dream Palace.

Xing Wuyun stepped forward and entered the bedroom, and saw that Wei Zimo had ordered people to prepare the food and drink, but it was a table for one person.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at him, "I think in this world, only Feng Aotian can eat and live with you."

Wei Zimo nodded, "This is the only one."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, took a dull sip of wine, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "She is married today, you and I should always express."

Wei Zimo raised his wine glass, "Why didn't you tell me when I got married?"

"Naturally." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo and said with a smile, "The emperor's marriage is only once in this life. The first time this is the envy of many people, but it is occupied by you."

Wei Zimo sneered, "She is not married yet."

"That's different." Xing Wuyun said quietly, "At least, it hasn't been the first time for Wa."

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun's peachy eyes blurred, and seemed to have an unresolved melancholy. He whispered, "Since ancient times, passion has always been ruthlessly annoyed. If you look like this, if she sees it, you will laugh at you."

"What's the joke?" Xing Wuyun raised his glass and took a sip. "Even if I am killed by the joke, I am still me."

The sound of footsteps came from outside the hall, listening to the wind and listening to rain hurriedly saluted, "Lady Lan Fuan."

Lan Jingshu stood outside the main hall, looked at the two people in the main hall, and said with a small smile, "When you see the light on Hou Ye, come and take a look."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, but said coldly, "Since it's here, we will drink a few glasses together."

"Okay." Lan Jingshu responded warmly, and immediately sat beside Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun looked at Lan Jing's book, curled his lips and smiled, "You came just right, today is the day of great rejoicing, so you should drink a few more glasses."

Lan Jingshu raised his glass, looked at Wei Zimo, then looked at Xing Wuyun, raised his head and drank.

Wei Zimo still had that deserted look, sitting alone arrogantly, lifting the hem of the veil, and drinking with his head up.

Leng Peihan and Fu Zhuo accompany Leng Qianye. Everyone knows that today is Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi’s happy day. She watched Leng Qianye and said nothing all day. In other words, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Fu Zhuo shook her hand and shook her head, beckoning her not to say more, let him be quiet for a while.

Leng Peihan stopped saying anything, and left the camp with Fu Zhuo.

"Tomorrow I will send you back." Fu Zhuo said in a low voice while looking at Leng Peihan.

"Okay." Leng Peihan nodded, "Although the aftermath is proper, but after all, I feel uneasy, I still have to go and see."

"Yeah." Fu Zhuo nodded, "You and Li Yuan can't get close as usual."

Leng Peihan was startled and looked up at him, "How am I getting close to him?"

"Only laugh at me." Fu Zhuo said domineeringly.

Leng Peihan smiled heartily, then leaned in his arms, "I see."

Fu Zhuo smiled and hugged her, the two raised their eyes and looked at the moonlight, wondering if they could look at such a beautiful night together in the future.

Leng Qianye stood with his hands behind, standing at the camp, looking in the direction of Wu Yueguo.

Mu Hanyao had just looked at the topographical map and walked out of the camp slowly. Tonight, the sky was excellent, and the sky was full of stars. It was indeed a good day.

Thinking that she would come in a few days, she felt relieved.

Le Qiguo didn't take any action regarding the battle between Nanhuiguo and Fengqiguo, and seemed to have given up returning to China.

Caiguo, Gu Yefeng lay down by the window, raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, with a deep smile. He invited the wine to the moon, and said in a low voice, "The emperor, the minister congratulates you on a hundred years of good relationship with Ye Meixi."

Xin'er stood on one side, looking at Gu Yefeng’s expression, thinking about how time can really change a person. In the past, Gu Yefeng’s temperament, daring to speak up, never put anyone in his eyes, now he However, he has become very careful, playing tricks, hiding his mind, and realizing that the environment brings up people. Today's Gu Yefeng has faded away from the past, a little more deep.

Xuan Moguo, Xuanyuan Yu was lying in the house where he used to live with Feng Aotian, he raised his eyes, the willow heads on the moon, his handsome face was plated with magnificent and magnificent looks, he played with the branches in his hands and the corners of his mouth. With a smile, when you really put someone in your heart, no matter how you want to forget, she is like the branch in your hand, already buried in your heart, taking root and sprouting, it can’t be eradicated, but I watched her deeply pierced in my heart, and every time I remembered it, it hurt more and more afterwards.

Xuanyuan Yu didn't know what was going on, he didn't know what to do, didn't he say yes and let it go? They are destined not to be together, so why bother? but……

He clutched his heart, and Chao Chao Mu Mu, who was with her by his side, appeared in his mind, but it was painful. It seemed that he was really devilish.

"His Royal Highness, the wind is strong at night, you should go back to the house and rest." Uncle Fu on the side said kindly.

"It's okay." Xuanyuan Yu just said lightly, and then continued to stare at the starry sky in a daze.

auzw.com Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi have been lingering for five days, and Ye Ye’s ears are rubbing against each other, and Ye Meixi is becoming more and more clingy.

Counting the days, today is the tenth day when Mu Hanjin took the poison. For nine days, he should have survived. Then, as long as these nine poisons are inhaled into the individual, he can escape the fifth death. .

The shadow of the soul fell, and Ye Meixi was cuddling in Feng Aotian's arms, moving restlessly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the soul, "Can you survive it?"

"Back to the master, Consort Mu has survived." Soul replied from the side.

"Good." Feng Aotian nodded in response, "Leng Peihan has returned to Yongcheng now?"

"Exactly, I went back as early as four days ago. Fu Zhuo accompanied her to go with her, and then returned alone." The soul immediately responded.

"Han Yao and Leng Qianye are hiding things from their masters, so naturally they don't want them to worry, so let them handle everything." Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and then said.

"Yes." The soul replied, and then retreated.

Ye Meixi nestled in Feng Aotian's arms, and said softly, "Master, are you leaving?"

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, I am going to Yuluo Kingdom."

"Then Meixi will accompany him." Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at her.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, raised his chin, lowered his head and kissed his delicate lips, "Just stay here, Gong Yimin's thoughts are unfathomable, and I don't want you to be burdened with following my master. "

"Then he won't be right?" Ye Meixi asked quickly.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Master will know how to do it."

"In that case, that Meixi is waiting for the Lord." Ye Meixi's eyes flashed with loss and sadness.

Feng Aotian hugged him and said softly, "Okay, wait for the Lord obediently."

In the Feng Clan, Wu Feng Duan sat opposite Mu Hanjin, and with a move of his wrist, he pulled out the silver needle stuck on him, then put it on one side, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "This half a month is also the most important thing. At that time, if you can absorb these nine poisons in half a month, then you have survived."

Mu Hanjin opened her eyes slightly, looked towards the wind, and said warmly, "Thank you."

"I'm only entrusted by others, so I don't need to thank you." Wufengjing stood up, and then left calmly.

Mu Hanjin looked at the figure who was leaving without wind, and a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly converged his breath, then guarded his dantian and performed his exercises on his own.

Leaving the medicine room slowly without the wind, bowed his head and watched the palm of his hand because he was healed Mu Hanjin's injuries, and he was also poisoned. Although he can force it out, he will definitely lose his internal strength. He couldn't help Mu Hanjin, but Feng Aotian entrusted him, he didn't want to disappoint her.

He clutched his chest, walked forward slowly, until he reached the house, he took the anti-drug pill, and then he took another poisonous pill, then sat cross-legged on the bed, and he will watch it in the next half month. His own perseverance, he was afraid of powerlessness, he put his hands on his knees, slowly closed his eyes, trying to force the toxins out of his body.

After an hour, he felt suffocated in his heart and vomited a mouthful of black blood, and he fainted weakly on the bed.

Meteor was sitting idly on the soft couch playing with tea cups, suddenly felt something wrong, closed his eyes quickly, folded his hands together, put them on his chest, then raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian on the side, "Holy Lord, nothing The wind is dangerous."

"What happened?" Feng Aotian immediately sat up from the soft couch and looked at him.

Meteor then sat cross-legged, drew a white light on his chest, and then saw the scene of Feng Clan, Feng Clan, dying luck, and then fainted.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Is he poisoned?"

"It should have been poisoned when Mu Hanjin was resisting the poisonous gas, but I was worried that I was forced to poison and consumed internal strength, so it was delayed again and again. Now..." Meteor sighed as he watched no wind. Tone.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he looked at the meteor, "How can you sense him?"

"Meteor detected the same breath as the Holy Lord from him." Meteor said immediately.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, then he got up from the soft couch, "How long can he last?"

"He is proficient in medicine and should be able to find a way to detoxify." Meteor continued.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "What else can I find like this? Looking at him like this, my master really thinks he is really invincible."

Although it was an angry word, Ye Meixi could hear the distress. He looked at the man in the snow-white brocade robe lying on the bed in the white light. His appearance was very delicate, but the indifferent aura around him was beyond the reach of anyone. Comparable.

He looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, is he yours?"

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "No cloud junior, no wind."

"It turned out to be him." Ye Meixi said clearly, looking at Feng Aotian, "Does the master want to return to China first, or..."

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Even if he hurries back now, it will be tomorrow night. Can he survive?"

"The meteor let Xing Wuyun go and see?" Meteor asked tentatively.

"His body hasn't fully recovered yet, and he must be using alcohol to dissipate his sorrows in the past few days. I am afraid that it will be a waste of help at that time." Feng Aotian said grimly.

Meteor curled his mouth, "If you let Meteor keep, then it will be fine."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master left immediately, and you and the dog rushed to Hanyao immediately."

The dog nodded and replied, "Yes, Holy Lord."

He immediately put away the white light, then looked at the dog, "Come on, old man."

The dog raised his head and glared at Meteor fiercely. Who is your old buddy?

Meteor didn't care, and left with the dog.

"Are you deliberately worrying Wang Zun, so that you can watch the windless?" said the dog looking at the meteor.

"That's natural, people's hands are short. Since I have drunk the wine he brewed, I naturally want to help." Meteor laughed, and then it was convenient for the dog to rush back to the country.

The dog snorted coldly, "Cunning."

"You think you don't know my careful thoughts, but you are just giving yourself a reason to care about him." Meteor also snorted with a cold snort, and said triumphantly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, and saw that his face was stained with unpleasantness. She shook his hand, "Jealous?"

"If you are jealous, I am afraid that you will be jealous." Ye Meixi whispered, twisting her body. At the beginning, a cat father-in-law was enough to make him jealous. Later, one by one next to her, everyone is not tolerated. He looked a little bit more relaxed now, but when he looked at the windlessness, he felt that he was not a master who could balance it casually. The cunningness hidden between his brows and eyes was more powerful than him.

Feng Aotian took him into his arms and shook him gently, "It's really getting better and better."

Ye Meixi leaned on his side and looked down at her, "How can Meixi like a friend like Grandpa."

Feng Aotian chuckled as he listened to him. With him in the past few days, her mood has improved. Ye Meixi always has the ability to make her feel happy. She looked up. Kissing his lips, sucking gently, "Master likes your lovely appearance."

Ye Meixi twisted her waist, rubbed her soft body, and whispered, "When will the Lord come again?"

Feng Aotian felt that Ye Meixi's appearance was like a girl who had been in the spring breeze with her, waiting for her next visit. She thought about it and felt amused even more. She pinched his stiff nose and smiled lightly." Lord will come often."

Ye Meixi could hear the meaning of Feng Aotian's words. He was not stupid, his beautiful eyes were flowing, then he took out the silk kerchief, wiped the smile between her eyebrows, and said softly, "That Meixi waits for the Lord..."

Feng Aotian laughed, then changed into a silver-gray brocade robe, and left Wuyue Nation in Ye Meixi's reluctance.

Ye Meixi watched her leaving, feeling more and more empty and lonely. He sighed faintly, like a woman in a boudoir, revealing infinite sorrow.

Looking at such Ye Meixi, Chuxia and Xianghan couldn't help but shook their heads. Chuxia stepped forward and said, "Actually, if the pavilion is in peace, you can still find time to go."

Ye Meixi Shi just still has a charming and charming appearance. Now, she has changed into a listless, haggard appearance with a sigh, lying weakly on the soft couch, feeling her remaining breath, faintly said, "But , I have to stay now."

Chu Xia and Xiang Han glanced at each other, they both looked at each other and remained silent.

Ye Meixi rolled back and forth on the soft couch, staring at the top of the sky in a daze, without any thoughts, as if Feng Aotian's departure had already taken his heart away.

When he woke up quietly without the wind, he felt a little more comfortable in his chest, and then he sat cross-legged again, adjusting his breath to force his poison.

The following day the sky darkened, Feng Aotian hurried back to the capital, and went to the Wind Clan. When he walked into the windless house, he saw that his complexion improved a lot, but the poison gas had not been forced out.

She stepped forward, standing in front of him, Wufeng seemed to feel something, slowly retracted her internal strength, raised her eyes, just to face Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes.

"Why are you here?" Wufeng was obviously a little surprised.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and placed his hand in front of him. Both palms were covered with black mist. Her eyes sank, and she said coldly, "You really want to die?"

Wufeng wanted to close his palm, but was pinched tightly by Feng Aotian, but he didn't feel pain, but felt very warm.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, "It's not in the way."

"Huh?" Feng Aotian snorted, then sat beside him, lowered his head, put his palm in front of him, lowered his head, and sucked blood.

Wufeng looked at her and whispered, "The poison is too deep and it is useless to inhale it."

"Then you still say it won't get in the way?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Worry you so much, what's a bit of poison?" Wufeng smiled indifferently, and slowly put his hands away, took out Jinpa from his arms and wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth.

Feng Aotian took the Jinpa from his hand, wiped it by himself, and said coldly, "So how can the poison be forced out?"

"Aren't you in Wuyue Country?" Wufeng looked at her, "These few days are the days of strong affection, how can he be willing to let you come back?"

Feng Aotian thought about this time, and he was still thinking about this stuff. She narrowed her phoenix eyes, and then raised his hand again, her palm facing his palm, and using her internal strength, she saw the palm of her hand. Bai Yan, he looked at her unsuccessfully, and the sun was overflowing.

Feng Aotian stared at him sternly, then clasped her palms, and saw that the blackness of her palm was much lighter, and she pressed his palm to his other palm again, repeating.

After a long time, Feng Aotian took his palms, and then took his pulse condition to see that the pulse condition was stable, and he was relieved.

No wind looked at her, "This is still lying down for a while."

Feng Aotian looked at him irritably, and then got up, "Lord, go and see Han Jin."

"I'll accompany you." Wufeng quickly got off the bed, but felt dizzy for a while, and when he tilted his body, he fell onto the bed.

Feng Aotian hurriedly helped him, "Lie down for the master, and master will come over later."

Lie quietly without wind, and slowly closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't hide a smile.

Feng Aotian turned and left the house, and went straight to the medicine room. When he walked in front of Mu Hanjin, he looked at him and said softly, "Now it's the fifth death. If you survive, Lord will reward you."

Mu Hanjin naturally heard Feng Aotian's words, but now he can't do too much, so he can only hold his breath and concentrate and fuse these nine poisons.

Feng Aotian slowly got up, turned and left the medicine room, went back to the house where there was no wind, and supported him, "Go back to the palace."

"Then him?" Wufeng opened his eyes and asked while looking at Feng Aotian.

"In the past few days, you will be able to support it, and you can only rely on himself." Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng and said, then he lifted him from the bed, "I don't want to save one and lose another. ."

Wufeng was startled slightly, listening to her words, a glimmer of light flashed through her indifferent eyes, but she leaned in her arms calmly, letting her cling to herself, and flew away from the Wind Clan.

When Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo just returned to the palace, they saw a cold wind blowing. Even if they recognized who they were, they flew close to her. In a flash, the four fell into the courtyard.

Feng Aotian helped Wufeng into the house, helped him to lie on the bed, and turned around and saw Wei Zimo standing in the courtyard, while Xing Wuyun could not wait to rush in.

"What are you doing?" Xing Wuyun wanted to ask her why she came back suddenly. When he saw that there was no wind, he was already aware, and the corner of his mouth twitched and said coolly, "It turned out not to see me."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, raising his hand and tapping on his forehead, "In these days, you will give the master a good look at him."

"The emperor, the ministers can't take care of them." Xing Wuyun pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

Feng Aotian raised his foot and kicked him.

Xing Wuyun gave her a kick, and then said, "The emperor really has a new love and forgot his old love. The minister is really pitiful."

Feng Aotian took his hand, and then stepped out of the house, "Okay, I know you are just playing tricks."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, naturally tacitly acquiescing, he looked at her, "The emperor will leave soon?"

"Take a rest for one night and leave tomorrow." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, winking.

Xing Wuyun sighed faintly, "The emperor is really relieved."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched **** his waist, "Go."

Xing Wuyun hummed, leaning in her arms, unwilling to leave.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, pushed him into the house, walked forward to Wei Zimo, tilted his head to look at him, "Do you miss my master these few days?"

Wei Zimo turned around and walked outside, Feng Aotian leaned weakly in his arms, "My master rushed back after two days of running around, and it really drained his internal strength. Now he has no strength at all."

Wei Zimo let her stick to herself, suddenly turned around, hugged her sideways, tapped her toes, and left the courtyard.