This Lord is Too Cruel

"Lord knows." Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian nodded in response, then raised his hand to close his clothes.

Little White Snake turned his eyes, his whole body pressed against her body, and his hands held her tightly, "Long Yin will not leave Wang Zun."

Feng Aotian felt that now he couldn't listen to the least of words, so he simply left him, otherwise, if he did something unbelievable again, such as flooding the entire carriage, it would be really a loss.

Seeing Feng Aotian didn't push him away, Long Yin smiled slightly, lying on her body with joy, motionless.

Feng Aotian rolled her eyes helplessly. She felt that there was no way for her to be so clingy. She turned her eyes slightly and watched him press his face tightly against her heart. Suddenly she thought of Father Cat. He used to stick to her like this, but now, how is he?

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the thoughts for him were kept in her heart. Many times, she would only know how to cherish when she lost it. Once, she was always used to him being by her side, caring for her in every possible way, thinking about her everywhere. Giving without regrets, she has long been accustomed to the days when he is by his side, even if they are by her side now, she still feels that she is missing a piece of her heart.

Long Yin is not a fool, nor is he really cold-blooded. On the contrary, he is very sensitive and can distinguish the emotions of others from the slight breathing of others. Feng Aotian is an excellent person who can hide his mind, but, Everyone has weaknesses, but some people are not easy to detect, but Long Yin can feel that Feng Aotian’s current mind is not on him, but he is not worried, he has the time, no matter how long, he will Wait, in this thousand years, he waited a thousand times in spring, summer, autumn and winter, why bother to care about these days?

While rushing so leisurely, Feng Aotian was waiting for Le Ling to make a move.

After half a month, Le Qiguo bypassed other countries and silently surrounded the border of Fengqi State. Just like Feng Aotian attacked South and returned to China at the time, his troops were divided into three groups, one group headed to the south back to the border, and the other group. He went to the border of Qicheng City, and the third road was to the border that was the farthest from Leqi Country but the nearest to Lingjiu City.

These three teams made arrangements early in the morning, and they rushed to the border of the Three Kingdoms recovered by Feng Aotian. Naturally, they knew that even though people’s hearts are stable now, there are still some people who intend to resist. If the army goes to war, then it will surely cause instability among the people again.

Feng Aotian lay in Wei Zimo's arms, looking at the Mizhe in her hand, the corner of her mouth twitched, "Le Ling really knows how to make a wish."

"It seems that he is thinking, even if this battle does not break Fengqi country, at the very least, he will be able to recover the lost." Wei Zimo took Feng Aotian into his arms and kissed her lips. Whispered.

Feng Aotian moved a little bit, pressed his face to his cheek, and whispered, "Ajiu originally wanted the class teacher to return to court, but the master arranged for her to go to Lingjiu City early in the morning. Xue Ke and Chu Ling Tian guarded Qicheng, while Jin Yao rushed to Lingjiu City to help Ah Jiu. In this case, even if he really fights, he can keep the city."

"This is just the first step for Leling." Although Wei Zimo lost half of his industry, he still received secret letters from various countries. He naturally knew the current situation.

"Master sees a trick." Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth. "After half a month, Wuyun returns to Le Qiguo, and maybe we can know what Leling's final bargaining chip is."

"But, it's not the way to Caiguo now." Wei Zimo whispered as he listened to the noise of the cars outside.

Feng Aotian put on his waist, pressed him under his body, painted his lips, smiled evilly, "If you don't want to go, wait for the Lord."

Wei Zimo took the opportunity to untie her belt, "How can you compensate me before going?"

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, letting his next move, lowered his head and covered his delicate lips, gently sucking in.

Just when Feng Aotian's clothes were half untied, she suddenly felt a chill. She raised her eyes vigilantly and saw a pair of green eyes looking through the car curtain, poking her head in.

Wei Zimo leaned sideways, pressed his face to her chest, but felt a bit of hatred for the sticky dragon in his heart. The scent of a woman on her was filled between his nose, and he vented his breath on her chest. Take a bite hard.

Feng Aotian felt a pain, but saw Long Yin looking at her with his lips curled.

Feng Aotian hugged Wei Zimo tightly and squeezed his waist severely. He raised his eyes and looked at Long Yin, "What's wrong?"

"Wang Zun, Long Yin can't sleep without you by his side." Long Yin looked at Feng Aotian aggrievedly and said.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he was about to get up, but was held tightly by Wei Zimo, his tongue slipped over her collarbone, and his hands clasped her tightly, showing his own displeasure. Now that the arrow is on the string, he retracts, which is a shame for the man.

Feng Aotian trembled physically and mentally, and looked down at the light projected by Wei Zimo's cold eyes. She unhesitatingly lifted his brocade robe and slapped him **** his hip. "I'm getting more disobedient."

Wei Zimo was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Feng Aotian to dare to shoot him... He pushed her away a little angrily, but heard Feng Aotian whisper, "But, I like it."

Seeing that Feng Aotian didn't intend to leave, Long Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned to leave.

Feng Aotian didn't stop him, the good thing that disturbed her, she naturally wanted to punish him a little.

Of course Long Yin knew that he shouldn't go at this time, but he couldn't help thinking of her in his heart, wanting to lie in her arms immediately, feeling her warmth, but this kind of hope lies in the talent Having been broken by her, he was lying on the empty carriage and couldn't help but curled up, suddenly feeling very cold.

Seeing Long Yin leaving, Wei Zimo took off her half-undressed clothes domineeringly, and whispered, "How many talents do you want to provoke?"

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "As long as he likes it."

Wei Zimo lowered his head and bit her lips, "This is already my limit. If there is any, I must be crazy."

Feng Aotian knows why Wei Zimo said that, a person who has been very obsessive about cleanliness since childhood, all the things he uses are unique, but the person he is in love with is not. He has retired and retired, and he does not want to retreat. There is no way to retreat from oneself.

"There is a master, if you are crazy, the master will accompany you." Feng Aotian leaned on him, pressed against the tip of his nose, and said softly.

Wei Zimo sighed quietly, "What the **** should I do with you?"

"Whatever you should do, but you must remember that with the master, you can only be the master forever. Whoever dares to think about you, the master will break her to pieces." Feng Aotian bit her The tip of his nose was filled with deterrence.

Wei Zimo smiled sadly, "You are very domineering, I am yours, but you are not mine alone."

Feng Aotian knew the hurdles in his heart that he couldn't pass, but she couldn't let go of anyone. They were all her responsibilities and the people she wanted to protect.

She leaned against his arms and stroked his jade-like skin, "At this moment, you are yours alone."

Wei Zimo gave a low smile, that beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of inevitable tenderness, he held her tightly, yes, at this moment, she belongs to him, even if only for a moment , He also thought it was sweet.

Outside the carriage was the ice and snow, but inside the carriage was full of spring. After some sex, Feng Aotian leaned tiredly in Wei Zimo's arms. She stared at him for a long time, and her fingertips crossed his eyebrows. The bright red cinnabar, "It's so beautiful."

Wei Zimo held her hand and rubbed it lightly, "Not as good as you."

Feng Aotian smiled happily and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is the first time you have spoken sweet words."

The corner of Wei Zimo's mouth twitched slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed across his cold eyes, "I will say more in the future."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and pecked at the corner of his lips, and said softly, "Okay."

Now that the carriage had entered the border of Wuyue Kingdom, and stopped in front of Furong Pavilion, Wei Zimo lifted the driving curtain, got out of the carriage first, turned around, and placed his hand in front of Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian smiled, bent over and got out of the carriage, holding his hand and leaping lightly, and got out of the carriage.

In the other carriage, Long Yin was shivering with cold, stiff and unable to move.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes to see that there was no movement in the carriage. The bottom of her eyes darkened, thinking that Long Yin was playing tricks. She slowly lifted up to the carriage, the curtain opened, and she got into the carriage. , I saw that Long Yin's white eyebrows had already condensed a layer of frost, and his thin lips were trembling. He couldn't help shaking, like an abandoned child, shrinking aside timidly.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he hurriedly hugged him into his arms. His whole body was already stiff, as if being frozen by ice, with a biting cold.

"Long Yin?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but whispered.

Long Yin opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Feng Aotian, his closed eyes opened slowly. The curled eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost. The corners of his mouth barely pulled out a smile and leaned against her. Fainted.

Feng Aotian's thoughts moved, but she didn't expect that he would really freeze like this. She couldn't help but think, wouldn't he be afraid of the cold? Why is it so?

She hurriedly hugged him and got out of the carriage. Wei Zimo stood by the carriage and saw it, a gloomy light flashed in her cold eyes, and she whispered.

"You go take care of him and I will go back to the restaurant."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then hugged Long Yin's toes lightly and landed directly on the rooftop of Furong Pavilion.

The old bustard Zihuan greeted him and saw Feng Aotian holding a man in his arms, and quickly bowed his head, "Master."

"Go and prepare the bath soup." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then entered the exclusive room.

Wei Zimo had already returned to the restaurant and entered the attic. He took off his brocade robe and took a shower.

Feng Aotian put Longyin on the bed. The charcoal fire on the side had been prepared long ago. The room was very warm. She pulled up the brocade and covered him, hugging him in her arms, low Said, "Long Yin?"

Long Yin in her arms was already in a coma, without any reaction at all, and her mind became even more heavy and deep.

After Zihuan prepared the bath soup, he retired. Feng Aotian quickly took off his clothes and put him naked in the bath tub. In a short while, the steaming bath soup of Shicai was condensed into ice.

"Prepare more bath soup," Feng Aotian said.

Zi Huan hurriedly brought in the bath soup he had prepared, and dared not make a sound, he backed out.

Feng Aotian then fished him out of the frozen bath tub and put it in another bath bath. In a short time, it turned into ice again. She quickly fished it up again, and put it in another bath.

Feng Aotian felt bad, and whispered, "Is there a hot spring pool here?"

"There is one in the restaurant opposite." Zihuan answered outside the house, bowing his head.

Feng Aotian took Long Yin out, walked out of the house, wrapped the brocade around him, turned and flew out of the house.

Just after Wei Zimo came out of the bath, he felt a chill. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian walking in with Long Yin. He was not wearing a veil, his face was tinged with a faint pink color because of the mist. The white jade face, the beautiful face, the lips are even more translucent, and the water droplets from the tips of the hair slide down the white and slender neck along the sideburns. Such a picture of a beauty going out in a bath is truly gorgeous.

If it were to change from the past, Feng Aotian would pounce on it early in the morning, but now she has no thoughts, she whispered, "Do you have a hot spring here?"

"Yes." Seeing her sullen face, Wei Zimo looked at Long Yin, who looked like frozen in his arms. He took one side of the cloak unhurriedly, stepped forward, and stood in front of her. Seeing her body was already wet, he gently put the cloak on her, "You have to take care of yourself."

Feng Aotian felt warm and whispered, "Well, where is the hot spring pool?"

"It's right here." Wei Zimo said, turning around and turning the mechanism on the side. Then he saw a wall opened, and inside was a hot spring pool.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, passed by his side, and led Long Yin into the hot spring pool.

Wei Zimo immediately followed, watching her like this, a strange flash in those eyes, then turned around, the wall slowly closed, he slumped down on the soft couch, a little lost.

Feng Aotian hugged Long Yin, looking at the water in the hot spring pool, but could not resist the coldness on his body. Within a moment, the temperature in the hot spring pool was gradually dropping.

She felt that this was not the answer. She pressed her ear to his heart, but she didn't feel the slightest heartbeat. She felt that something must have happened in this?

She kept shaking Long Yin's body and said in a deep voice, "Long Yin wakes up."

It wasn't until the hot spring pool became cold and she took him out of the hot spring pool to see him gradually open his eyes, his voice was somewhat cold, "Wang Zun."

A surprise flashed in Feng Aotian's eyes, and he whispered, "You finally woke up."

Long Yin leaned quietly in her arms. It was only because of him that it was not long before he turned into a human form. The coldness in his body radiated from his sadness, and he was frozen.

Seeing that he had recovered some temperature, Feng Aotian heaved a sigh of relief, "Is it better now?"

"Yeah." Long Yin said in a low voice, looking at her worried eyes, with a faint warmth in her heart. She still cares about him. He lifted his hands and pushed her wet hair away from her forehead, "Wang Lord, Long Yin is fine."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the mechanism on the side, then opened it, and walked out of the hot spring pool, and saw Wei Zimo sitting on the side, looking at the account book.

She carried Long Yin forward, Wei Zimo raised her eyes and looked at her, "The bath soup is ready, and the clean clothes are on the sidelines. I don't want to change it yet."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and then saw a clean pink brocade gown on the low couch on one side of the bed. She put Long Yin on the soft couch and put the clothes on for him. He took a deep breath, turned around, and entered the screen.

Long Yin leaned on the soft couch and looked at Wei Zimo from his side. There was a cold flash in his green eyes, but he still said thanks.

Wei Zimo didn't look at him, but flipped through the account book, and responded indifferently, "Don't thank me, all I did is for her."

Long Yin didn't speak anymore, but sat cross-legged, conditioning his inner breath, and his body was emitting a green light.

Feng Aotian changed into clean clothes and walked out, and saw that Long Yin was still in luck. She then stepped forward and saw that his expression eased a little, then turned around, walked to Wei Zimo and hugged herself. At him, "Really sweet."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at him, "I don't like to be with strangers here. He has nothing to do with him. Take him back."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Then tonight..."

"I'm going to be busy late tonight, I have no time to serve you." Wei Zimo said coldly.

Feng Aotian leaned on his side and bit his earlobe lightly, "Cold-mouthed guy, let's see how the Lord will deal with you in the future."

Wei Zimo took advantage of the momentum and turned her head and bit her lips gently, "I'm waiting for you to clean up."

When Feng Aotian stood up, he saw that Long Yin had collected his merits and got down on the soft couch. He walked toward her timidly, waiting to walk in front of her, "Wang Zun, Long Yin didn't mean it."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and took his hand, "Go back and rest for the Lord."

"Wang Zun doesn't blame Long Yin?" Long Yin looked at her carefully.

"Master, what do you blame?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Guai Long Yin has just turned into a human form and has not completely recovered." Long Yin whispered.

"It's really cute." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his nose, turned his eyes to give Wei Zimo a wink, and then took Long Yin away.

After Feng Aotian left, Wei Zimo put down the account book in his hand and said in a deep voice, "I will replace all the furnishings in this room with new ones."

After he said, he got up suddenly, then went up to the second floor.

Feng Aotian naturally heard what he said, including Long Yin also clearly. He turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian aggrievedly, "Does he dislike Long Yin?"

"He has this virtue." Feng Aotian looked at Long Yin and said in a low voice, "Love to clean, Master Shi has taken you to dirty his place."

Long Yin lowered his eyes and quietly followed Feng Aotian into the Furong Pavilion, obviously a little displeased with Wei Zimo's behavior.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "What is wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Long Yin stood in front of Feng Aotian, looking up at her.

"How could it suddenly become like this?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Long Yin is sad." Long Yin said quietly, "Wang Zun knows that when Long Yin is sad, he will spray water. Now, Long Yin has become a human form, and his body is naturally cold, and his body is not yet After conditioning, this cold air spread out because of Long Yin's sadness..."

Feng Aotian came to understand, and then sat on the bed, looking at Long Yin, who was standing in front of her obediently, "You mean the Lord made you sad? So, you become like Shicai?"

"Yeah." Long Yin nodded, "Long Yin is really afraid of cold."

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It's not that the body is cold, but the heart is cold.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he dragged him into her arms, and the two lay on the bed. She lifted the quilt and covered them, "Resume earlier."

Long Yin first had a meal, and then he smiled and leaned against her arms, with his legs wrapped around her waist habitually, and his hands clasping her neck with his whole body attached to her body without any gaps. He rubbed Feng Aotian's chest and said softly, "It's really warm."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, he was comfortable, but her waist was about to be crushed by him.

Early the next morning, Long Yin stood up refreshed and refreshed, and saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face, sitting up slowly with his waist.

Long Yin quickly helped Feng Aotian and whispered, "Wang Zun, did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.

"Is it because of Long Yin?" Long Yin asked carefully.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian continued.

"Then Long Yin will sleep by himself in the future." Long Yin said with a bit of disappointment.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, and said in a low voice, "If you sleep by yourself, what if you become the same as yesterday?"

"However, Long Yin doesn't want to see Wang Zun being unhappy." Long Yin glanced at Feng Aotian and hung his head.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, really owed him, "You just don't have to wrap your legs around Grandpa's waist."

"Yeah." Long Yin replied, "In the future, you won't wrap your waist, just wrap your legs."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched. Isn't that the same?

She waved her hand, "Don't let your legs get tangled up."

"What is Long Yin wrapped around?" Long Yin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.

"If you wrap it too tightly, you will break it off," Feng Aotian said straightforwardly.

Long Yin rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, he whispered, "Then Long Yin try to be gentle."

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, waving his hand, "Master is going to wash."

"Long Yin serves Wang Zun." Long Yin smiled and followed Feng Aotian forward.

Feng Aotian glanced at him helplessly, and couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zimo stayed up all night, and the next morning, he stood in the private room of the restaurant, standing by the window, looking at the Furong Pavilion opposite.

After Feng Aotian washed, and Long Yin stopped breakfast, got up and went to the restaurant.

Long Yin knew that he couldn't get too far, so he stayed quietly in the house, lying on the bed, thinking about what happened last night, with a sly smile on his mouth.

Feng Aotian landed on Wei Zimo's side and took him into his arms, "Just like this, I am not afraid of catching the cold wind."

Wei Zimo looked at her sideways, "I think of me now."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Master thinks of you day and night."

"That's my pleasure." Wei Zimo sneered. Although he said coldly, his arm had slowly wrapped her around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and a kiss fell on his cheek, "Dubious words."

"Aren't you going to see the person in your heart now?" Wei Zimo looked at her sideways, and said angrily.

"You are also the person on the cusp of your grandfather's heart." Feng Aotian squeezed his cold hand, turned around and walked inward, "Look at you, why can't you take care of yourself."

"It's good if you love it." Wei Zimo let her drag her out of the private room.

When he returned to the attic, the furnishings inside were completely new. Feng Aotian took his hand and slowly sat at the table. The shopkeeper had already prepared breakfast, and after setting it up personally, he walked out.

Feng Aotian picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, then filled the soup again and handed it to him, "Warm up."

Wei Zimo didn't take the soup bowl, but looked at her, "You can just keep me warm."

Feng Aotian laughed, then picked up the spoon, scooped up the soup, blew it gently, took a sip, swallowed it, and handed the rest to him, "I like to eat my saliva now."

"I only like to eat you in this life." Wei Zimo opened his mouth and drank, raising his eyebrows slightly to signal her to continue.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him without speaking. The soup in the bowl was very warm, and what he said was warmer.

At this time, Xing Wuyun was tired and was resting in Wei Zimo's restaurant. Meteor was lying on the soft couch, sleeping soundly, but the dog was a little weak because of long time out, and was a little sluggish at the moment.

There is a small stove on the side with wine warmed on it, while Xing Wuyun is lying on his side, allowing snowflakes to blow into the window, falling on him, and then turning into water droplets, staining his clothes, his mouth is hooked The unruly smile is full of longing in those eyes.

He was thinking, now that she should be sitting with Wei Zimo for breakfast, naturally it is inevitable. Thinking of her always smiling faintly on her face, he wished to fly to her right now. Beside her, occupy her.

Meteor slept a little cold, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xing Wuyun's profile face, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking out the window dreamily.

"You haven't slept all night again?" Meteor whispered, wiping the corner of his mouth.

"Not sleepy." Xing Wuyun spoke slowly, looking at the meteor, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Not good." Meteor shook his head, "This won't be awakened by freezing."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and closed the window, "It's warm now, so I will go to sleep."

"Yeah." Meteor stretched out, then continued to fall.

Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's so heartless appearance, remembering that he was so free and easy, he couldn't help but smile, thinking about this kind of thing is really mixed.

Caiguo and Gu Yefeng are still going to the early courts step by step these days. On the court, the left and right Chengs dispatched troops to Fengqiguo. Whenever there is a quarrel between them, the two naturally hold their own views, but no one has ever asked. Gu Yefeng’s opinion, but Gu Yefeng sits on the dragon chair casually, watching indifferently, apparently as if nothing matters to him.

After the early morning, Gu Yefeng went to Xin'er's dormitory. Xin'er stepped back early in the morning. Gu Yefeng got up from the wheelchair. Now he walks very smoothly, almost like a normal person.

Xin'er stood on one side and offered tea respectfully, "My lord, the leftist advocates sending troops, while the right is for seeking asylum for happiness and enlightenment, but they haven't found you. It seems that they still think it's too early, or Already have a plan in secret."

Gu Yefeng whispered, "The right phase naturally sent a secret letter to Le Qiguo in secret."

"But the slave and maid did not get the news here." Xin'er couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Gu Yefeng skimmed the tea powder in the tea cup, and said in a low voice, "Leling naturally took precautions early in the morning. If it is not found, it will be normal. If it is found, it will be abnormal."

Xin'er looked at Gu Yefeng sideways and felt that he is now completely different from the violent and reckless Gu Yefeng in the past. Gu Yefeng now looks very flat on the surface, does not show off, and handles things more smoothly. There is a great deal of power.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw Xin'er looking at him thoughtfully. He put down the tea cup and said in a low voice, "Everyone will change. Some people are forced to be helpless, and some people are willing."

"The slave servant has passed over." Xin'er quickly looked down, standing on one side and replied.

"Can the emperor go to Wuyue Country now?" Gu Yefeng continued to ask.

"Just arrived last night." Xiner whispered back.

"It will take some time for you to come to Caiguo." When Gu Yefeng mentioned Feng Aotian, the corners of his mouth still had a touch of tenderness. He stood up, "I will go to Wangui Concubine's place and knock on the side drum."

"The slave and maid will send it to the adults." Xin'er answered with her head down.

Gu Yefeng walked slowly onto the wheelchair, sat down, and Xin'er pushed him out of the bedroom.

"Wan Guifei's birthday will be in a few days, go ahead and prepare, and then blow her a hair." Gu Yefeng looked forward without squinting, with a smile on his mouth, and whispered.

"The slave servant understands." Xin'er's mouth raised slightly, already knowing, smiled and responded, and sent Gu Yefeng away respectfully.

Sitting on the imperial court, Gu Yefeng went to the imperial concubine Wan's palace.

Concubine Wan Gui has long been passed on, and now with a group of palace people, standing in front of the palace to greet you.

Gu Yefeng got off the imperial concubine and sat in a wheelchair with the help of the eunuch. Wan noble concubine dignified and gracefully saluted her body, "Concubine see the emperor."

"I love my concubine, free of courtesy." Gu Yefeng replied kindly, but he gave a vacant help, before touching her sleeves, and then pushed the wheelchair into the bedroom.

Concubine Wan Gui carefully followed her with a smile and looked at Gu Yefeng from her side, but she was puzzled. After he was pampered on the night of the canonization, although he would come to her every other time, she never let her. She could not help but feel weird when she was waiting for bed, but she did not dare to ask. If she had dismissed Gu Yefeng earlier, after all these things happened over time and contact with him, she would be more and more towards this emperor who came out of thin air. She was a bit of admiration because she had been recognized as a talented woman in Caiguo since she was a child. Although she was a childhood friend and erudite, she was still inferior to Gu Yefeng.

Concubine Wan is also a person who loves poetry and singing. Whenever her thoughts come to her heart, she will compose a poem. At first, she was just interested, but later, when Gu Yefeng came, she saw the poems she made. , She would comment on a few sentences, but it made her feel like she could finally find her soulmate, and they stayed together, most often chatting about some poetry and songs.

Today, as usual, Concubine Wan has specially prepared refreshments, but she looked at Gu Yefeng who was sitting on the wheelchair opposite, picking up the scroll of poems on one side and watching intently. Her handsome face was always warm and moist. With a smile, under a pair of sword eyebrows, those clear eyes were especially charming, and she couldn't help but look crazy.

Gu Yefeng retracted his gaze from the scroll of poems, but looked at him in a daze at the concubine Shangwan. He who knows love naturally knows what this look means. He then put down the scroll of poems, but pretended to be nonchalant, and said in a low voice. "Ai, what are you thinking?"

After listening to the voice, Concubine Wan came back to her senses. She blushed and hurriedly turned sideways, covered her face with a Jinpa, and said softly, "My concubine is just a little uncomfortable."

"Can you be a doctor?" Gu Yefeng asked quickly.

"It's just that some throats are dry, it doesn't matter." Wan Guifei lowered her eyes and said softly.

Gu Yefeng pretended to be relieved and breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Concubine Ai is unwell, I should rest well. I still have something to deal with, so I won't accompany Concubine Ai."

"Huh?" Concubine Wan Gui Yefeng heard that Gu Yefeng was about to leave, but did not react. She raised her eyes quickly and looked at him, feeling rude again, and then she looked down, "Will the emperor come here tonight?"

"I remember that Concubine Ai's birthday is due. I have ordered Xin'er to do it. It must be done more festively and grandly." Gu Yefeng deliberately turned off the topic, raised her eyes and looked at her, "Ai Concubine In the past few days, I have raised my body with peace of mind, and on the birthday, I will naturally prepare a big gift for my concubine."

"Concubine thanks the emperor for her grace." Wan Guifei was obviously a little surprised listening to Gu Yefeng's words, but she was even more happy, looking forward to her birthday so much for the first time.

"Then I will go busy first, and love my concubine and rest." Seeing that things are done, Gu Yefeng took the lead in pushing the wheelchair away.

Concubine Wan came back to her senses, it was too late, she had no choice but to salute, "Concubine sent to the emperor."

After watching Gu Yefeng leave, she removed Shi Cai's disguise, walked slowly into the bedroom, picked up the poem scroll that Shi Shi Cai had moved, thinking idiotically.

Gu Yefeng sat on the emperor's court, took out the silk kerchief, and wiped his fingers. When he returned to the bedroom, he would beat his pancreas over and over again, rubbing his hands, thinking that Shicai had taken the poem scroll. It seems to be contaminated with something unclean.

Now he is the only one left in the palace, but he dared not get up. He could only sit in a wheelchair and look out the window, hoping that this day would end as soon as possible, so that he could stand in front of her with integrity.

Back to the border, Leng Qianye had just arrived today. Fortunately, a reliable person had been arranged to guard him earlier. However, Le Qiguo's people arrived two days earlier, but there was no movement, obviously waiting for him.

He did not stop for a moment, the silver armor was stained with snowflakes, and his handsome face passed through the white snow in the sky, like a fairy falling into the mortal world. It seemed unreal, if it weren't for his indifferent eyes. , It is hard to believe that such an extraordinary man is a terrifying killing general.

Yi Wu stood on one side. After Nan returned to the country, he was given the order to come here to guard. Now, one month has passed, he respectfully stood beside Leng Qianye and said in a low voice, "General Leng, The enemy has 300,000 men."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded. He brought only 200,000 people this time, plus the people here, totaling 250,000.

The Nanhui is now a hundred waste waiting to be revived. Therefore, the entire Nanhui troops can only maintain daily security and cannot be mobilized anymore.

Leng Qianye did not respond, but looked straight at a distance, and Le Qiguo's men and horses had rushed in mighty.

"General Leng, as soon as you come, they will do it. It seems that they were prepared early in the morning and only waiting for you to appear." Yi Wu thought. They arrived two days early, even if he resisted desperately, they could still survive. Two days later, they did not send troops for a long time, and they were indeed waiting for Leng Qianye.

"It seems that they were prepared long ago. This time I am afraid it will be a fierce battle." Leng Qianye perceives keenly.

Yi Wu nodded immediately, and the two of them looked straight ahead, watching the Leqiguo people slowly approaching them in the white snow.

Mu Hanyao had just arrived at the border gate of Qicheng City, and the people from Le Qiguo also arrived one after another, but did not do anything, but set up camp in Wulipo.

Mu Hanyao looked at the situation in front of him, and Li Su muttered from the side, "I don't know which general is sent this time."

"I heard that it is one of the four heavenly kings of Le Qi Kingdom." Xue Ke whispered to the side.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways at Xue Ke, whose belly had become a big ball, frowned, and then looked at Chu Lingtian aside, "Why did you let her over?"

"You know her temper. If I don't let her come, she might come secretly." Chu Lingtian expressed helplessness.

Xue Ke waved her hand, "It won't matter, anyway, it will take another month to give birth."

"Then be more careful." Chu Lingtian hurriedly interjected.

"I've never heard of the Four Heavenly Kings in Le Qiguo." Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at the military camp in the distance, and said in a deep voice.

"According to legend, in the early days of the founding of Le Qiguo, the founding emperor of Le Qiguo had four warriors, each of whom was brave and good at fighting. Later, these four warriors were crowned kings, and their descendants would be selected by the royal family. The training is arranged secretly. This matter is confidential. Except for the emperor himself and the princes of the four palaces, everyone else does not know it." Xue Ke quickly handed a secret letter to Mu Hanyao, "This is the master let the slave servants To the general."

Mu Hanyao took the secret letter and raised his eyes to look at Xue Ke, "Go and rest. You won't be able to fight here for a while."

"Yes." Xue Ke replied, and then turned and left with Chu Lingtian's support.

Looking at the secret letter in his hand, Mu Hanyao's cold face was covered with frost. Those who came here were prepared, but they were not good. This great country of Leqi is naturally inferior to returning to China. It seems this time The first battle must be a fight between life and death.

Ye Meixi got the news early in the morning, knowing that Feng Aotian had come to Wuyue Country, and even if he left the capital happily, he hurried to the frontier in five days.

Long Yin stayed in the room, a little bored, he couldn't let himself think too much, and because he missed Feng Aotian too much, he simply put Feng Aotian's brocade robe on himself, sniffing the familiar ones on the brocade robe Breath, lying on the bed unconsciously fell asleep.

Ye Meixi got off his horse and went straight to Furong Pavilion. He quietly entered the house. When he saw the person lying on the bed with the back of him, he immediately rushed forward and hugged him tightly from behind, and said softly. , "Master, Meixi wants to kill you."

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