This Lord is Too Cruel

The drowsy Feng Aotian felt the softness between the lips and the familiar breath, and her closed eyes moved slightly. She was held in his arms, and she wriggled her lips before she knew it. There was a whispering call in her ear, "Master..."

Feng Aotian's body trembled twice with the call, reaching the bottom of her heart. She wanted to see if the person in front of her was dreaming freely, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't open her eyes and could only feel it. The scorching heat between the lips, feeling the familiar breath, the warm embrace that made her heart tremble, but this embrace gradually became cold, until she could no longer find it, tears shed from the corners of her eyes, not blood tears , But crystal tears.

When Lan Jing book came out, the black shadow flew away quickly.

Lan Jingshu wiped the wet green silk and walked out slowly. When he walked to the dragon couch, his eyes flashed with stunnedness. Then he sat next to the dragon couch and looked at Feng Aotian intently. There was something in the corner of her eyes. Tears glided, he raised his hand, his fingertips still had a bit of tenderness, he slid tremblingly over the corner of her eyes, the teardrops fell on his fingertips, but it was warm, his lips couldn't help but move a few times ,"emperor……"

Wufeng and Longyin were entering the palace at this time, and they saw Lan Jingshu staring at Feng Aotian in a daze. After a glance at each other, they walked to the bedside and saw the tears in Feng Aotian's eyes.

Wufeng hurried forward, and he felt her aura that was different from theirs. He then sat down, taking the pulse condition, and a faint light flashed across his indifferent eyes, "Someone just came here."

"Who?" Long Yin couldn't help but wonder, who else could break into the emperor's palace?

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "I have been behind the screen, why didn't I hear anything?"

"His light work is amazing." No wind turned his eyes to look at Long Yin, "Someone has indeed been here, and moreover, it awakened her."

Long Yin's eyes sank. Who else in this world can leave such a deep mark on her heart, he stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered, "Wang Zun!"

Feng Aotian opened her eyes unknowingly after hearing this call. She suddenly sat up and looked up at them in front of her. The corners of her eyes were moist. She lowered her head and thought for a while, converging her mind. Then he whispered, "Has anyone been here?"

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded.

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly. After walking barefoot from the dragon couch, she ran out, wearing only a bright yellow uniform. The blue silk was only loosely held. She walked outside the hall and let the wind blow. Array, blowing her clothes, she raised her eyes and looked into the distance, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Since she is here, why should she leave again?

Lan Jingshu walked forward with the cloak. Long Yin had already landed beside her, took her into his arms and held her tightly, "Wang Zun, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Aotian looked at Long Yin sideways and leaned in his arms. It seemed that the long-standing heart knot had opened at this moment. She whispered, "These days, you have worked hard."

Long Yin couldn't help feeling a little moved. He shook his head and almost choked up, "As long as Wang Zun can wake up."

Feng Aotian raised his head and looked into the distance. Turning around, he saw Wufeng had carried her on Long Yin's arms, her cold jade feet wrapped in her palms, and she said solemnly, "I just woke up. This will not take care of yourself."

Feng Aotian leaned on his shoulder like this, raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, but blinked mischievously, and sighed helplessly, "Your temper is getting bigger and bigger."

"I am nothing compared to Wei Zimo." No wind said coldly.

Feng Aotian naturally knew that her actions like this must have hurt their hearts, but she knew better that if she did not do that, she would regret it for a lifetime. In this life, she would not let herself do it again. thing.

Lan Jingshu watched Feng Aotian blink at him, he was still angry with her for not cherishing her behavior, so that all the anger was gone.

He took a step forward, put the cloak on her, held her hand tightly in his own, and breathed, "How can the emperor not care about himself."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Treasure, you must cherish it. If you don't cherish your own body, wouldn't you not cherish your body?"

Lan Jingshu heard that Feng Aotian had the intention to make fun of him now, and he sighed helplessly, "The emperor just woke up and he was so serious."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, and Wufeng had already thrown her on the soft couch. Long Yin stood beside her and looked at her, "How is Wang Zun now?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, just about to say something, but felt choked in his heart, his eyes sank, and he raised his eyes to look towards the windlessness, "Han Jin has something wrong."

"I'm probably awake," Wufeng said, and turned to leave.

Feng Aotian took his hand, "Master will go with you."

"Okay." Wufeng knew that she couldn't run around now, but, knowing her temper better, "Go get dressed."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then got up, Lan Jingshu had already turned around to prepare.

Long Yin followed her and said nothing.

After changing her clothes, Long Yin took her to fly away from the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, and no wind followed immediately.

Feng Aotian leaned against Long Yin's arms and looked up at him, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about what should you do if you can't wake up?" Long Yin whispered.

Feng Aotian rubbed his chest. She knew she would wake up, but she didn't know how much they would have suffered after sleeping for such a long time, one and a half months.

She poked her head out of Long Yin's arms, and saw the windlessness in a snow-white brocade robe beside her. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she whispered, "Don't be angry with your master."

The wind didn't look at her, but looked ahead, "It's hard not to be angry."

Feng Aotian blinked his phoenix eyes, then leaned against Long Yin's arms, "Be angry when you are angry."

Anyway, when there was a time to relieve her qi, she knew better that no wind was just talking.

After a while, the two of them took advantage of the darkness to enter the Feng Clan. Feng Qing and Feng Yun stayed outside. When they saw Feng Aotian, the two knelt down excitedly, "Wang Zun, the clan leader, he just woke up."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then left Long Yin's arms and stepped into the house.

Long Yin and Wufeng followed behind her, entered the room, and then saw Mu Hanjin who was already sitting on the bed. At this moment, he was looking up at her, his eyes facing each other, and he had experienced so many hardships. Feng Aotian watched that he could finally stay by her side intact, and the excitement made her speed up.

Mu Hanjin just sat quietly on the bed, staring at her intently, until she stepped forward and pulled him into her arms, and whispered, "Don’t say forget your lord, don’t say you don’t remember what happened before. Don’t say that you haven’t survived, you just need to tell the Lord that you are the Lord’s and will always be the Lord’s."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms, raised her hands, and gently embraced her in her arms. He couldn't imagine how much courage she took to drink the medicine of life and death. I was willing to give up here, forcing him to wake up, forcing him to remember her with all his strength, such persistence, let him finally wake up, let him break through all the black fog, and finally get a new life.

"The emperor, the minister will always be yours." Mu Hanjin's voice was faintly gentle, as elegant as the water, but it was inevitable tenderness.

Wufeng and Long Yin looked at each other, then turned and left the house.

Feng Aotian just hugged him tightly, feeling the familiar aura. After experiencing this catastrophe, she knows how to cherish, guard, and how to love them next to her.

That night, the wind and snow melted, Wufeng and Long Yin stayed outside the house all night, while Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin warmly all night.

Early the next morning, Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin in his arms and stroked his face with an inevitable smile.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, won't you take a break?"

"No." Feng Aotian squeezed the meat on his body, "These days, you have to bring it back to your master. If you lose a little bit more, your master will eat you."

"The official hoped that the emperor would have eaten it." Mu Hanjin sat halfway and took her into his arms. Now that he has released the curse, he no longer has any restraints, his body and mind are hers. , His hope of life is her. At this moment, he feels that he is the happiest person in the world.

Mu Hanjin lowered her head and kissed her lips, and whispered, "My lord, it feels so good to be alive."

Feng Aotian nodded, remembering the gentle kiss and the gentle call last night, the corners of her mouth raised, and she kissed Mu Hanjin back, "No matter where the Lord goes in the future, you will be by your side."

"Good." Mu Hanjin nodded with a smile.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin got off the bed, clasped their fingers together, opened the door, and saw Wufeng and Long Yin still standing outside.

Feng Aotian stepped forward with a smile and stood between them, "Master now knows that you cherish yourself, but you don't cherish it?"

No wind did not pay attention to Feng Aotian, but turned to look at Mu Hanjin, "How good is it now?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "It's all right."

No wind turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Since there is no major problem, then I will prepare in these two days."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at him for a long while, "Are you really angry?"

"I was going to leave originally, but I have not left because of your bodies. Now, since you are all in good condition, it is time for me to leave." Wu Feng looked at Feng Aotian and said calmly.

Feng Aotian knew his thoughts, but suddenly she didn't like parting very much.

"Can't you stay for a few more days?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

No wind looked at her, "If you understand, why bother?"

Feng Aotian looked at the windless, then looked at Mu Hanjin and Long Yin, "Go back to the palace and wait for the Lord."

Mu Hanjin knew that Feng Aotian was angry now, and then took a look at Long Yin, who was no stranger, and then the two left the Feng Clan and headed to the palace.

Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng and held his hand, but it was cold. Wufeng did not break free, but let her hold it. In fact, the one who left first was the most reluctant, but, He could only endure the discomfort and leave first.

Feng Aotian led him slowly away from the Wind Clan, and the two walked slowly in the woods, with snow on the branches, a cold wind blowing, falling from the branches and hitting the ground.

Feng Aotian stepped on the snow, turning his eyes to look at the windless, "Have you complained about me these days?"

No wind tightened her fingers, and squeezed her hands a little, "Why blame you?"

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "Too negligent to you."

"Really?" No wind stopped and stood on the snow, looking down at the footprints she was stepping on. He stood tiptoe and printed on it, "You will compensate me in the future."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to face him, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, opened his arms, standing still looking at him.

No wind took a step forward, took her into her arms, sniffed the quiet breath of her body, and whispered, "Actually, I am very greedy."

Feng Aotian thought, leaning in his elegant arms, but felt that such a hug was very warm. She didn't want them all to leave, but had to leave. She knew why he would leave, but she could only let it go. Let him go, she felt that she was in control of the whole situation, but she couldn't control them.

No wind hugged her tightly and whispered, "I will wait for you to pick me up in person."

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Feng Aotian nodded, "Wait for me."

"Don't let yourself hurt anymore, don't care about your own body, don't love to earn people, there are enough people around you." Wufeng said lightly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay."

Wufeng continued, "I know. I have a bit of weight in your heart, but I can't compare to them, but I will use my whole life to increase that weight little by little."

"Good." Feng Aotian responded softly.

No wind let go of her, and for the first time there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that was not like the indifferent smile of the past, but like Dongxue’s warm smile. It was so pure. He raised his hand and stroked her forehead, kissing her. Lips, the cold lips smelled of white snow, he left just to better return to her side.

While chatting with Mu Hanjin, Long Yin is looking forward to her coming back.

She raised her eyes to look at them, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, "It's so lively."

Mu Hanjin got up and walked to her side, raised her eyes to look at Wufeng. Seeing that they were not unhappy, she knew that the matter had been resolved, and then asked, "When will you leave?"

"The day after tomorrow." Wufeng whispered.

Mu Hanjin nodded, "Then I won't give it away, I just wait for you to come back."

Wufeng smiled and nodded, "I will leave this to you."

Feng Aotian looked at the two people in front of him with a deep smile, "Look, there is no such thing as a master here."

The two looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, and they had a happy day.

In less than three days, the matter of Feng Aotian's sobriety had spread throughout Kyushu. On the day when there was no wind, Feng Aotian personally sent him away from the capital.

He just smiled and looked at her without leaving any words. It seems that these days have already said everything that he said, or he may save it for the next reunion and say enough.

Mu Hanjin stood beside Feng Aotian and embraced her, "When will the emperor leave?"

"Aren't you going with your master?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice while looking up at him.

"The minister stays in the capital." Mu Hanjin whispered, "The minister's body has not healed yet. It is too hard for Jing Shu to stay here alone."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, with warmth in his heart, "You are always so considerate."

Mu Hanjin chuckled, "The time between the minister and the emperor is still long, so there is no rush."

After nine deaths, what else is he afraid of? Now, he only hopes to help her calm the world, and then stay together forever.

Feng Aotian looked sideways at Long Yin and Lan Jingshu. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer lonely, she had him and them beside her.

After another five days, Feng Aotian was almost resting, and she took Long Yin to leave Fengqi State and head to Cai State.

Time flies by, in the emperor's bedroom, Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin have just finished reviewing the memorials. They raised their eyes and looked out the window, thinking how fast the winter is. Now the spring is beginning, and the spring is here in two days. , The frontier wars are still the same, but Feng Aotian is now on the way to Caiguo, but the palace is going to be more lively.

"It seems that this year's Spring Festival, only you and I have passed." Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin and said.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jing's book, "What does Yi Mu think of?"

"No." Lan Jingshu shook his head. "The emperor stayed with him for a few days, but unfortunately, he still couldn't remember anything. After the emperor left, he would shut himself in the palace and could not leave. Household."

"You and I will check it out." Mu Hanjin said, she got up and watched the spring snow melt outside the window. He was dressed in spring clothes, with an elegant face like water, with a touch of gentleness, like after washing out the lead. Re-plated with a layer of Chunhua.

Lan Jingshu stood beside him, and felt his difference, "You have changed a lot since you came back."

"After so much, I naturally want to become." Mu Hanjin said softly while looking at Lan Jingshu.

"Yes." Lan Jingshu was holding the umbrella, and the two of them did not sit in panic, but walked forward. It is now when the moonlight is thick and the cold wind is still there, but the two of them can't feel a trace of cold, just feel inside. It's like being filled with something, unable to dissolve, reluctant.

"Time flies so fast, it's almost two years now." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at the majestic palace in front of him, and said warmly.

"Yes." Lan Jingshu couldn't help sighing, "I have experienced too much in the past two years."

"I only hope that she will be safe now, the other things are no longer important." Mu Hanjin said with a faint smile on her mouth.

Lan Jingshu looked at him sideways and said in a low voice, "The emperor's thoughts on you are unknown to everyone in this world."

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "If something happens to you, the emperor will do the same. She has never been a favoritism. She knows that she has a heart for each of us, and she is trying to balance it."

Listening to Mu Hanjin’s words, Lan Jingshu remembered that they were forced into the Regent Palace. They all had their own arrogance at that time. However, after two years of the Regent Palace, they had already polished their original spirits. Erjing, later, they entered the palace and experienced thousands of sails, but now they are in a different mood.

The two of them had already walked to the Meixiang Palace when they were chatting. Now it is the season of plum blossoms. In the courtyard, spring snow is drifting, and the red plum blossoms. The red plum blossoms are elegant and elegant. Yi Mu is dressed in pink and leaning against the plum tree. , Looked up and admired the invisible Xuan Yue in the sky.

The two looked at each other and looked at the situation today. They couldn't help but sigh. They never knew that Yi Mu had fallen in love with her even more than they did. However, over the years, he has been holding back and burying this love. In my own mind, he never revealed a half.

Yi Mu turned his eyes to look at them, but smiled slightly, "You are here."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin stepped forward and sat on the stone bench on one side. It was a bit cold, but still felt the scenery was excellent.

Lan Jingshu stood beside him, "But what do you think of?"

Yi Mu smiled bitterly, and then said, "I want to return to the Spirit Race."

"When will I go back?" Mu Hanjin knew that if he couldn't find the answer here, then he would return to the original place.

Yi Mu continued, "I will leave after tonight."

"The emperor is gone, and your heart flies with it." Lan Jingshu joked from the side.

"I have been thinking about it for a long time these days, I can't let go of the Spirit Race, nor can I let go of her," Yi Mu said lightly, "So, I'm going back to find the answer."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at him, "Then go back. If you can remember something, it might be a good thing to find yourself again."

"Yeah." Yi Mu responded with a smile.

The three sat and talked under the plum blossom tree for a whole night. Early the next morning, Yi Mu made preparations and left the palace. Only Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin were left in the palace.

Leng Qianye’s injuries have been both good and bad in these days. After learning that Feng Aotian was not awake, he kept thinking about how to regain the city. Although he has dealt a heavy blow to the Panthers, his injuries have not yet occurred. He recovered from the cold last night and was infected with a wind chill. When I was bedridden.

Feng Aotian is now rushing to Caiguo, but he learned about him halfway, so he hurriedly turned back and headed south to the border gate.

Wei Zimo was waiting for her in Caiguo. She thought she would be there in the next few days. Although she missed the Spring Festival, she could still spend their first Lantern Festival with her, but Leng Qian did not expect it. Something happened to Ye's, and now he was afraid that he could not live with her, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Xing Wuyun knew that after Feng Aotian woke up, he seemed to have enough courage to survive. He looked at the poisoned wine beside him. He just looked up and drank as usual, looked down at the dagger in his hand, and carefully inserted it. In her arms, she gently stroked, since she is alive, then what should be done still has to be done.

Xuanyuan Yu has never slept well in the past two months. He seems to have figured out a lot these days, but he still doesn't want to let go. He will leave everything to his destiny.

Mu Hanyao also received the news that Feng Aotian was sober, and he was relieved. These days, he is like living in a hell, living a life that is better than death. He knows that if there is no her, then , His heart died along with it. What good is it for a person who has a heart to die?

Ye Meixi's whole person seemed to be collapsed. Even if he knew that Feng Aotian was safe and sound, his heart seemed to have experienced a life and death game. Now he has no energy and has fallen asleep for five days. Just woke up.

These days when Feng Aotian was sleeping, they seemed to have experienced life and death with her. If they had ever been, they still had a trace of hesitation in their hearts. Now, they have thoroughly recognized their hearts. It became clearer what position Feng Aotian occupies in their hearts.

Ten days later, it happened to be the Lantern Festival. Feng Aotian happened to arrive at the Nanhui border. She didn’t care to rest, so she went into the camp. When she saw the camp where you didn’t have Leng Qianye, her eyes flashed. A touch of coldness, then turned around and saw Li Su walking in.

"The emperor, how did you get here?" When Li Su came back from patrol, he saw a black shadow flashing in. He felt strange and followed him. When he saw Feng Aotian, he was a little surprised.

"Where is Leng Qianye?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. General Leng has gotten better these few days, so he went to town." Li Suchui responded.

"His body is not healthy yet, what is he going to do in town?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"There is a lantern festival on the Lantern Festival. I heard that there is a custom here. As long as you hold a lotus lantern and stand on the moon bridge, you can wait until you are a destined person." Li Su is a reckless man, naturally does not understand this, but that day Hearing what a soldier said, it happened to be heard by Leng Qianye and him, so he knew this. After dinner was just enough, Leng Qianye changed into a uniform and left the barracks. According to Li Su's guess, it was 80%. Went to the lantern festival.

When Feng Aotian heard this, he paused slightly, and then remembered that it was the Lantern Festival. She couldn't help laughing. When did he believe this?

She raised her eyes and glanced at Long Yin, then took his hand and walked out, "Master is going to see who his destined person is?"

Li Su looked at Feng Aotian and left like this. He sighed helplessly and muttered, "Apart from the emperor, who else is there for the general's destiny?"

Long Yin was dragged by Feng Aotian and walked out, but when he was on the way, Long Yin said, "Wang Zun, you take Long Yin forward, isn't it a horrible sight?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why? A beauty like you, if you don't bring him by your side, you can't be assured."

The corner of Long Yin's mouth raised slightly, and he whispered, "But, didn't you go to see Leng Qianye now? He might know that you are here today, so he went to Yueqiao to wait for you, if Long Yin had gone. Isn't it a good thing that disturbed Wang Zun and him?"

Feng Aotian turned around and pinched his nose, "You are very empathetic."

Long Yin stood in place, trying to release Feng Aotian's hand, but she was very tightly grasped, "Wang Zun, Long Yin is waiting for you in the barracks."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and stepped forward to look at him.

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