This Lord is Too Cruel

"Yeah." Wei Zimo thanked Wufeng in his heart. Without him, he wouldn't be able to get rid of the rashes on his body before the eighth day of the eighth day. Although the process is painful, the ending is sweet, if he can't solve it. Open, maybe one day, he looked at his ulcerated skin, unable to think of suicide and died.

"Wait." Wufeng smiled and took out a gold thread from his arms, and then with a fingertip, the gold thread wrapped around Wei Zimo's wrist, and within a moment, he withdrew it, "No fear."

Wei Zimo smiled and nodded, "Since it is all right, thank you."

Wufeng smiled and said, "I am so troubled to save you, it is only because of a person."

Of course Wei Zimo knew who the person he was talking about was. He smiled quietly, then turned around and left the courtyard.

Feng Aotian came out of Xing Wuyun's bedroom and went straight to Mu Hanyao's bedroom. She looked up at the word "Invite the Moon" with a tick at the corner of her mouth. It was such an arty bedroom that he could not imagine.

Feng Aotian stepped into the palace, and all the minions knelt on the ground, "The minions see the emperor."

Feng Aotian just waved his hands slightly, and everyone retreated. Mu Hanyao did not come out to greet him, but just changed his light robe and was sitting in the palace.

He looked up and saw her walking from outside the hall, and the sun was shining directly from behind her, her face was as beautiful as a bright moon, and she was truly unparalleled in her gestures. He just stared blankly at the moment, as if every time he saw She felt that she couldn't see enough.

With a small smile on the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, he walked up to him and waved his hands, "What are you thinking about?"

"The emperor is willing to come over?" Mu Hanyao changed his tone and said solemnly.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and then sat beside him, actively leaning on his broad shoulders, "When will the Lord be reluctant?"

"If this is heard by Xing Wuyun, I am afraid I will die of jealousy." Mu Hanyao continued.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Are you not jealous?"

Mu Hanyao was silent for a moment, propped one hand on the low table on one side, and embraced her with the other, whispered, "How long does the emperor plan to stay at the minister's place?"

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him, "Then how long do you want to stay with him?"

"Forever." Mu Hanyao reported truthfully.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Then it will be forever."

Mu Hanyao knew that Feng Aotian had deliberately changed the subject. Although he was so reticent, but not stupid, he continued to ask, "What about today?"

"Let's go to Qianye later, so that you don't wait to say that you are eccentric." Feng Aotian's tone was helpless, meaning, look, is she easy?

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes, his deep eyes flashed for a moment, "The minister would know."

Feng Aotian encircled his waist, "A man worthy of being a master, he is very clever."

The corner of Mu Hanyao's mouth moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Compared with the emperor, the minister is afraid that he is less than three points."

"Why?" Feng Aotian looked up at him, "I don't like the stupid master."

Mu Hanyao nodded and said, "I don't like too stupid officials either."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, feeling that this topic could no longer be discussed. She leaned against his chest and said softly, "Master likes the most..."

"What?" Mu Hanyao looked down at the corners of her mouth with an evil smile, knowing that she was going to be serious again, but he suddenly felt that he just liked her being serious.

Feng Aotian looked at his dark and deep eyes, with a blurry color. She raised her head and kissed his lips, "Master likes this place the most."

The corner of Mu Hanyao's mouth raised slightly, and Feng Aotian fell into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently sucking in. This is the pampering after loving a person to his bones, no matter what she says He will do everything and feel good.

The deep and lingering kiss accelerated the relationship between each other. Mu Hanyao hugged her tightly, thinking that he would leave Beijing in a few days, and the year and month of seeing each other again, there was a trace of sadness in his heart.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him with a deep complexion. Parting seemed to be commonplace to them, but every time he parted, he would become more reluctant.

She leaned quietly in his arms and whispered, "This time I won't be separated for too long."

Mu Hanyao looked down and looked at her, "The minister is waiting for the moment to be with the emperor forever."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded with a small smile, drew the blue silk on his chest, and whispered in a low voice, "Have you ever kept the secret letter I gave you before?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded in response.

Feng Aotian hooked the corner of his mouth, then smiled again, "Where is that painting?"

Mu Hanyao was startled, remembering that that day, he would receive her secret letter every day, and he would write her secret letter every day, which seemed to have become a habit.

He looked down at her, "Does the emperor want to do something unscrupulous?"

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, "Did you divide the day and night when you are not serious?"

"No." In the impression, Feng Aotian didn't pass by.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "So, I have to inspect the goods to see if it is stronger now than before?"

As she said, her eyes were cast down...

Mu Hanyao coughed a few times, then hugged her tightly, "The emperor feels it himself."

Feng Aotian lowered his voice, thinking about her Mu Hanyao became more and more lovely.

Feng Aotian left for lunch at Mu Hanyao's place, and then went to Leng Qianye's place. She was thinking along the way, now there are only a few people, and they can't walk every day. In the future, if After all came back, then she didn't have to do anything every day, just like a modern rush to the market.

She raised her eyes, glanced at the cloudless weather, sighed faintly, and then raised her eyes to see Leng Qianye in a lavender brocade robe, standing at the entrance of the palace looking at her.

She walked forward with a faint smile, and saw Leng Qianye's mouth with a faint smile, his handsome face became more and more moving, and his voice was still somewhat indifferent, "The emperor is not Would you like to come here?"

Feng Aotian thought that Bacheng Shicai's appearance was seen by him, and hurriedly held his hand and walked into the bedroom. If you have anything to say, go ahead and say it, otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke for others.

Leng Qianye followed her and entered the palace. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard. After some repairs, it was indeed worthy of his extraordinary temperament. She turned her eyes and looked at him, "Is it time to eat? "

"No appetite." Leng Qianye responded coldly.

Feng Aotian quickly agreed, "Then what do you use with you?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded in response, and then squeezed her hand and walked forward slowly.

The two entered the palace, Feng Aotian raised her eyes, and saw a bunch of begonias in the hall. She turned her eyes to look at him, "Where did you find it?"

"Leng Mansion." Leng Qianye stepped forward and hugged her, "could be beautiful?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, turning his eyes to look at him, "Does this place feel like home?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded, "It didn't exist before, but now you come, you have it."

Feng Aotian smiled, turned around, wrapped his waist around him, and looked at him, "I can talk more and more."

"Not as good as Xing Wuyun." Leng Qianye seems to still remember Xing Wuyun's hatred.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then said, "Why did you have to hit him?"

"That's it," Leng Qianye said slowly.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and whispered, "Good on the bar."

Leng Qianye lowered his eyes, a fascinating glow flashed in indifferent like cold jade, "The emperor is a favorite."

"Master likes to pet you." Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't you like your master to pet you?"

"I like it." Leng Qianye responded with a smile, "but the minister prefers that the minister pet the emperor."

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Hey, what a pity, some people have eyes but don't know gold inlaid jade."

Leng Qianye's eyes turned slightly, "The minister knows the emperor, isn't it a treasure?"

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and glanced at him faintly, hey, she said so obviously, he was still so stupid, really hopeless, she whispered, "Master accompany you to dinner."

Leng Qianye looked at her sudden change of mood, a little puzzled, and asked carefully, "What did the minister do wrong?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Too stupid."

Leng Qianye was a little silent, thinking when he was stupid?

"The minister knows that the emperor doesn't like stupid people." Leng Qianye lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master likes your stupid appearance."

Leng Qianye's mouth twitched and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor didn't say that in Hanyao."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Are you Shunfeng Er?"

Leng Qianye let out a cold snort, and then said, "The emperor is really fast."

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "Then Lord likes your clever and stupid appearance."

Leng Qianye walked forward holding her hand. When she was sitting at the table, she looked at the simple dishes in front of her and said lightly, "The minister is neither stupid nor smart."

Feng Aotian picked up the bowls and chopsticks, holding the dishes to him, "Then no matter what you look like, I like it."

Leng Qianye put the vegetable in his mouth, nodding slightly.

Feng Aotian groaned in his heart, he was very clever in such things.

Leng Qianye picked up the dishes and placed them in front of Feng Aotian, "They are all light dishes, the emperor must not dislike it."

Feng Aotian retracted his gaze and used it quietly, "Is this made by the cook in Border Pass?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded, "It's rare that the emperor remembers."

"However, it seems wrong." Feng Aotian blinked at him.

Leng Qianye raised his eyes, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Of course he can't come, but the minister can learn."

"It's more heartwarming." Feng Aotian raised his hand, stroked his face, and praised.

"Which is better than cute?" Leng Qianye asked nonchalantly.

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him, "Did you eavesdrop?"

"The ministers don't have the habit of eavesdropping." Leng Qianye looked sideways and pointed to the place. "The two palaces were originally connected, and the emperor Shi just spoke too loudly, and the ministers could hear it."

Feng Aotian knew that people with internal skills would naturally be able to sense movements within a radius of ten miles. She and Mu Hanyao were right next door, and the corners of her mouth twitched. If that's the case, wouldn't everyone else hear it? Wouldn't you be able to hear everything about my bed brother in the future?

"The emperor can rest assured, only the minister and Hanyao can communicate, and the other palaces can't feel it." Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian's face and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "That's not convenient."

"What's the inconvenience? Anyway, I have served the emperor together, but now I just live next door." Leng Qianye said slowly.

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes, can this be the same? However, it seemed to be the same, she suddenly raised a sly smile, "Why not, when will you all go to bed together?"

Leng Qianye just picked up the vegetable and put it in his mouth. Hearing Feng Aotian's words, he was thinking of choking her. He didn't expect that she would say these things. He swallowed the vegetable abruptly, his face still Indifferent, "If the emperor likes it, the minister will not object."

Feng Aotian lifted his foot, and leaned against his leg, rubbing it lightly, "It's better to just..."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, "The minister hasn't stopped eating yet, and he has no energy."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he began to reluctantly, then slowly approached him, and said ambiguously, "Don't be afraid, there is a master, and the master will feed you himself."

Leng Qianye suddenly felt her body tight, and quickly looked at her, "Does the emperor want it now?"

"That's natural." Feng Aotian said, blinking his eyes and nodding, his smile was very sly.

Leng Qianye put down the dishes and got up.

Feng Aotian dragged him, "It's here, it's so atmospheric."

Leng Qianye raised his eyebrows, "The minister sent someone to call Hanyao."

"No, I just want to feed you today." Feng Aotian said, his fingers had moved to his waist restlessly, and gently licked.

Leng Qianye gave a low laugh, and then slowly approached her, "The emperor, please feed the ministers."

Feng Aotian hooked up his double-breasted belt, and then sat in his arms, holding his neck with one hand, holding vegetables in the other, placing it in his mouth, bowing his head and kissing his lips. .

Leng Qianye stared blankly and looked at her, "The emperor is..."

"Master personally feed you." A smile flashed across Feng Aotian's cold eyes, and then, without allowing him to refute, he directly fed the dishes from his mouth into his mouth.

auzw.com Leng Qianye closed his eyes slightly, her lips and teeth mixed with the fragrance of her food, making him fascinated.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Are you full?"

"No." Leng Qianye shook his head.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Then Lord is letting people put a meal?"

Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed, he picked her up, turned around, and wanted to walk to the bed.

Feng Aotian hooked his neck, raised his eyes to look at him, and sighed in his heart, the silly boy finally got the hang of it.

Leng Qianye put Feng Aotian on the bed, then got up, turned and walked out.

Feng Aotian was startled, then tugged at his sleeves, "What are you going to do?"

"Go and prepare meals." Leng Qianye turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian thoughtfully, "Since the emperor's admiral is fed, the minister will naturally serve the emperor well."

Looking at the indifference in his eyes, Feng Aotian knew that he had done it deliberately, and she had teased Shi Cai.

Feng Aotian shook his wrist quickly, "Master is not hungry."

"Then wait for dinner." Leng Qianye took a step back. The meaning was obvious. Anyway, dinner is for his place. You can't eat lunch at Mu Hanyao's place. Have dinner here.

Feng Aotian suddenly sighed, women vying for favor, it was gunpowder, full of gunpowder, this man vying for favor, it was a soft knife, no war.

She sat halfway and pulled him gently, and he fell into her arms along the way. Feng Aotian stroked his face, bowed his head, and pecked, whether it was a man or a woman. When necessary, blocking his lips directly is the most effective way.

However, the difference between a man and a woman is that even if they kiss, they are confused and infatuated at the time. Women often forget what happened before after the kiss, while men don't. He will keep it in his heart and wait for the fall.

Feng Aotian simply lay on the bed, motionless, and tossed for a whole afternoon, and now, taking care of this again, it took a lot of effort, she glanced at Leng Qianye on her side, swept her arms, and leaned against him. In, "Resume with your father."

Leng Qianye was panting slightly, but seeing her calmly, he couldn't help but conjured a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth, then gently hugged her, and slowly closed his eyes.

Mu Hanjin waited for Lan Jingshu to return, and the two of them reviewed the memorial after lunch, as they did in the past.

On the contrary, Feng Aotian is now like throwing his hand at the shopkeeper, regardless of the memorial, apparently to the two people in front of him.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Where is the emperor?"

"The emperor has gone to appease the harem." Mu Hanjin felt that the words were quite interesting as he said. He couldn't help but smile and looked up at Lan Jingshu, "I came out from Xing Wuyun and went to my elder brother. Where is Brother Leng."

Lan Jingshu also smiled as he listened, "The emperor is really busy."

"That's something that can't be done." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "I'm afraid I can come back from Brother Leng after dinner."

"The emperor tonight?" Lan Jingshu thought that maybe she hadn't been alone with the emperor for a long time.

Mu Hanjin sighed faintly, and then said, "Xing Wuyun's temperament allows the emperor to easily get out of his palace. It must be where he is going tonight."

"You can understand it." Lan Jing couldn't help but laugh.

"His love relationship with Wei Zimo is deeper than those of you and me. Yesterday, the emperor and Wei Zimo held such a wedding night in the bridal chamber. Naturally, he was thinking about it in his heart. Don't look at him. The deputy is nonchalant and unrestrained temperament, but in fact, he is also a master of hatred." Mu Hanjin said while flipping through the memorial.

"It can be seen that it is now more and more different from the past, and this grudged little temper is more and more manifested." Lan Jingshu still smiled peacefully.

Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "That is natural, for fear that the emperor will be robbed by others."

"However, he is still a bit worse than Mr. Mao's clinging skills." Lan Jingshu quickly agreed.

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin said with a light smile, "If it weren't for Ye Meixi to guard Wuyue Country, I'm afraid that now, he will be with Xing Wuyun every day."

Lan Jingshu also responded, "Big Brother Mu seems ordinary, but in fact he also has ideas in his heart."

"Big brother is so quiet." Mu Hanjin couldn't help but said, "In fact, Big Brother Leng is the master who knows how to calculate. Big Brother is still a bit worse than him."

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "I always take her to heart, and I am silent."

"You." Mu Hanjin chuckled, "The emperor knows your temperament and will naturally take you to his heart."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "But it's not deeper than you."

Mu Hanjin shook her head again, "The emperor understands better than you and me."

The two were silent for a moment, then they were speechless and continued to review the memorial.

After Feng Aotian finished dinner, he walked out of Leng Qianye's bedroom, and he was deeply relieved. She did not go to Xing Wuyun's bedroom, but returned to the Emperor's bedroom.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu had just come out of the study. They looked up and saw Feng Aotian who had just returned. Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu and said warmly, "The emperor is not here."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the two of them walked up to him in a whisper, and said, "The minister sees the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, helped the two of them up, and then opened his arms, embraced the two of them in his arms, sniffing the scent of books exuding from them, one is as elegant as water, the other is as gentle as jade, but they are all elegant people.

She took the hands of the two of them, "Have you ever used dinner?"

"Just finished." Mu Hanjin said gently while looking at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly and looked at his expression, "How do you feel?"

"These few days are fine." Mu Hanjin responded with a light smile.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, turned his eyes, and pulled Lan Jingshu into his arms, stroked his cheek, and said softly, "Are you tired?"

"The minister is not tired." Lan Jingshu replied in a low voice, "Now with Han Jin's help, it's a lot easier."

Feng Aotian knew that Lan Jingshu was sensible, bowed his head, kissed lightly on the corner of his lips, and then said, "Master, stay with you for a while."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu answered softly, leaning quietly in Feng Aotian's arms.

Mu Hanjin just sat on one side with a smile, and for a while, the emperor's bedroom was quiet again.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Recently, a shallow arc was drawn. Sometimes, sitting like this makes the years quiet and enjoyable.

The rush finally reached the last stop, Feng Aotian raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then entered Xing Wuyun's bedroom, but saw Wufeng and Wei Zimo also there.

A scene with three men is really pleasing to the eyes, but it is also a headache. She tidied up her smile, walked in calmly, and watched the three people in front of her set their eyes on her. On the body, she immediately sat at the table and looked at them, "Tonight is a good day."

"It is indeed a good day." Xing Wuyun said in a calm and unreliable way, "I have never been so lively."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, isn't it clear that Wei Zimo and Wufeng in front of him are superfluous? However, Wei Zimo didn't have half the consciousness. Instead, he looked directly at Feng Aotian, and then shook her hand, "Is it more comfortable now?"

As soon as his voice fell, Feng Aotian felt that there was a black cloud overwhelming the top, no need to think about it, now Xing Wuyun has put his gaze straight on her body, and that aura is like he wants Feng Aotian to be even Swallowed alive.

"It's better." Feng Aotian still smiled, looking at Wei Zimo, did he come to provoke openly?

Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice, "This medicine is for you."

"What is this?" Feng Aotian took the porcelain bottle he handed, opened it, and felt a cool and tangy smell. She seemed to smell other smells, and looked at him, "Isn't this..."

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded and said calmly, "Every time you act, apply some to relieve the pain."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. What on earth did these two come here for?

Xing Wuyun stepped past the two people and quickly took Feng Aotian into his arms, "It's getting late. If the two of you have nothing else to do, you will go back to rest earlier."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun holding her tightly, before turning around to leave without saying a word.

"It seems that someone has issued an eviction order." Wei Zimo nevertheless sat in the chair, with no intention of leaving.

Xing Wuyun was no longer polite, and said in a bad tone, "Do you want to watch me and the emperor accomplish good things?"

"If you are willing to let me look at it, it doesn't hurt for me to look at it." Wei Zimo said coldly.

Xing Wuyun squeezed the corner of his mouth slightly, then picked up Feng Aotian and entered the inner hall.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, obviously because of Wei Zimo and Wufengqi, she felt very funny, but met his resentful eyes, she quickly hooked his neck, "Okay, Father went out to chat with them."

"The emperor is really pitiful and pitiful." Xing Wuyun said, he put her down, took her hand and walked out of the inner hall again.

Wei Zimo seemed to expect Feng Aotian would come out, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Since someone doesn't welcome me, how about you go back to the Floating Dream Palace with me?"

Feng Aotian sat in front of him, snatched the tea cup in his hand, raised his head and drank it, and then took his hand, looked towards Wufeng, and pulled it along and walked out.

Xing Wuyun leaned on one side and watched faintly. At this moment, he sighed from the bottom of his heart. This was really a careless friendship.

Feng Aotian led the two out of the Xingyun Palace, and first sent Wei Zimo back to the Floating Dream Palace. In fact, he was directly pushed forward. Then, he held the windless waist and tapped his toes. Then returned to the courtyard.

Wufeng looked at her, still with the indifferent smile, "Do you dislike me?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand, knocked on his forehead, and then leaned in his arms, "Master has been tossing for a day now, do you bear to watch him die?"

"How could the emperor die? Nonsense." Wufeng lightly stroked her face and smiled lightly when she saw that she was indeed tired. "Let's relax tonight."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Hey, how can you say such a sweet thing, it's like execution."

"It depends on who the emperor does that stuff with." Wufeng is very concerned about this matter.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "It's really a senior brother, a teacher came out, this detrimental trick is really no difference."

"When will the emperor come to my place for a while?" No wind lowered his eyes, his eyes flowed, but he added a bit of charm.

Feng Aotian swallowed abruptly, and the people on the poles went up one by one. If she had come day by day, she couldn't bear it.

She hooked his shirt, "When did you say?"

Windlessly lowered his eyes, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips, the fingertips had slipped over her waist, and her belt was unbuttoned, Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and he was done after seeing the untie. However, he saw that a goose-yellow figure had fallen in front of them, and he dragged Feng Aotian into his arms, then turned and left.

No wind raised his eyes, looking at the hurried figure, the smile at the corner of his mouth overflowed with a bit of bitterness, and then he lay on the bed slowly, thoughtfully.

Feng Aotian looked up and saw that Xing Wuyun had already lost Su Ri's calm and casual, now his entire face was gloomy, and then looked down at Feng Aotian, trying to say something, but still did not say anything, just took her Back to Xingyun Palace.

Feng Aotian looked at him amused, and then lay on the bed, staring at him, "Master knows you will feel uneasy, so follow."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Then the emperor did it to his ministers on purpose?"

"Haha." Feng Aotian laughed out loud, "Yes it is not."

Xing Wuyun immediately lay down beside her, raising his eyes to look at her, "The emperor really knows everything."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and he sighed quietly, "I am afraid that these leisurely days will only be these few days."

Xing Wuyun knew the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, "Zi Mo said, will you go to the Leqi National Congress to take him?"

"You can take anyone." Feng Aotian said ambiguously.

Xing Wuyun turned sideways, stared at her for a long time, and sighed quietly, "Why can't the minister have anything to do with the emperor?"

"Then what do you want to do with your master?" Feng Aotian lifted his toes and slid over his ankles, his fingertips had already been attached to his brocade robe.

Xing Wuyun raised her eyes slightly and pressed her hand directly to her heart, "The emperor promised the minister, don't forget."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "What did the Lord promise you?"

Xing Wuyun slowly leaned forward, the brocade robe on his body had been unknowingly by Feng Aotian, and her hand had moved on the skin of his waist, gently pinching it.

Xing Wuyun kissed her eyebrows and unbuttoned the brocade robe on her body with both hands. After untying the corset, he gently kneaded...

Feng Aotian knew that their minds were on her alone, but her mind could not rest on any of them. This would be unfair, but they still stayed by their side willingly. , To please her, she suddenly felt that she was really happy, even though she was walking around them all day, but she felt very happy.

After a night of passion, Feng Aotian got up the next day with a sore waist and back pain. However, Xing Wuyun prepared breakfast thoughtfully and served her to wash and change clothes. Then, he walked to the table with her and fed him personally. She, for fear that she is satisfied, the next time she is happy, it will be far away.

Of course Feng Aotian knew his careful thoughts, thinking, how could he not see so many careful eyes in the past?

She stopped breakfast, and the two left Xingyun Palace.

Wei Zimo went to the restaurant early in the morning. Many things have been put on hold these days. Now, he has to deal with it himself.

The two days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the days when Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan led the team in triumph. Early in the morning, Feng Aotian sat on the imperial court, accompanied by everyone, to the tower.

The soldiers who returned to Beijing this time were all meritorious ministers who had experienced the two great wars of Qiguo and Nanhui. Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan and Li Su were in the lead. Behind him, 300,000 horses marched vigorously, Feng Qiguo's colorful flags are facing the wind, with great momentum...

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