This Lord is Too Cruel

After two more days, Fu Zhuo finally woke up, and Leng Peihan's body was much better. However, the woman's slippery tyre damaged her body, so she is still lying in bed now.

Feng Aotian placed the two of them in the palace, and she and Mu Hanjin would go to see them both after finishing their affairs.

In Fengqi State, it seems that the emperor’s early reign seems to have become commonplace. However, the hundreds of officials did not dare to slacken their efforts. They knew in their hearts that even if the emperor was not in Beijing or in the court, she would be able to look at the world. If it can, otherwise, how could it be possible that in just two years, nearly half of the 15 countries, and more importantly, Fengqiguo has now become one of the three powers in the world. They are proud of it, naturally Dare not neglect.

Feng Aotian stayed in Beijing for seven days. Except for the first three days he did not go to the morning court, he would go up step by step every day after that. The loyal ministers have not gone to court for several months, and they have not seen the emperor for several months. In the early dynasty, the hundreds of officials were frightened. After all, every time the emperor reigned in the early dynasty, if he hadn't asked his teacher for a crime, he would be dismissed and murdered, and they naturally did not dare to despise it.

Feng Aotian sat on the dragon chair, Mu Hanjin was the national teacher, Lan Jingshu’s injured couch, he stood on Lan Jingshu’s seat, and Gu Yefeng’s seat was also able to be replaced. The inside is orderly, and has not changed because of Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian coldly swept the ministers under the hall, did not make a big fight, but counted the things she left behind in the past few months, and investigated and dealt with it.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian went down publicly, took Mu Hanjin's hand and left the Jinluan Temple. The officials had become accustomed to the emperor's bold style, but they sighed and sighed in their hearts.

Mu Hanjin has not been to the premature court for a long time. This is the first time he went to the court after nine deaths. He felt a lot. He still remembered the first time he stood in the Jinluan Temple, his state of mind at that time, and Now, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian in a dragon robe, the sun still shining on her, as if nothing had changed, but their hearts had changed.

His palm has the warmth of hers, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, following her to the harem under the attention of hundreds of officials.

Feng Aotian deliberately walked half a step slowly, turning his eyes to see him in a brown official robe, which was a bit deeper than the crescent brocade robe worn by Su Ri. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Master Han Jin It looks good in everything."

Mu Hanjin suddenly stopped and looked up at her.

Feng Aotian stood face to face with him, the majestic palace was heavy, the morning light sprinkled on them, followed by a group of minions standing on the side, a breeze blew, his broad sleeves moved with the wind, bright yellow The dragon robe became more and more dazzling, and even though he was wearing this brown official robe, it was still as elegant as water.

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile and asked softly.

"It's nothing." Now they were standing under the stone steps outside the Jinluan Temple. The hundred officials methodically left along the palace gates on both sides to the south. He suddenly stepped forward and gently hugged her in his arms.

The hundreds of officials walked not far away in twos and threes, and when they raised their eyes, they could see the two embracing in front of the hall. Upon seeing this, the officials lowered their heads in amazement and hurried away.

Feng Aotian raised his hands and hugged him back, feeling that Mu Hanjin is a little different today, "Are you playing tricks with your master?"

Mu Hanjin just hugged her, he just wanted to let the officials see clearly that she Feng Aotian was his Mu Hanjin's.

"The emperor, you just need to understand the thoughts of the minister." Mu Hanjin didn't explain too much, and once again took her hand and walked forward slowly.

Feng Aotian smiled at his jade-like face, which became more and more magnificent. She only returned to the Imperial Palace with him with a smile from the corner of her eyes. It must be past today, and Mu Hanjin's move is probably known to the entire capital.

Lan Jingshu can now get up and walk around, and is sitting on the soft couch now, guessing that Feng Aotian should come back down, so he ordered someone to prepare something to wash.

Mu Hanjin returned to the emperor's bedroom and looked up at Lan Jingshu with a smile, "Is your body better?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, his handsome face radiating warmth and jade, which was indeed much better than before.

Looking at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, Feng Aotian suddenly thought that when she was reborn, when she was the regent, the only two of them who could afford her by her side, they have experienced so much now, they still Accompanied by her, she walked forward with a smile and wanted to sit down, but Lan Jingshu slowly got up, "The emperor, surrender to you."

Feng Aotian smiled and spread his arms to stand, Lan Jingshu unbuttoned the dragon jade button on her waist, and took off the heavy dragon robe from her. Mu Hanjin had already walked over with the uniform, and then put on her , Took off the Jiuqi Mian from his head, Feng Aotian stretched his arms and looked at both of them, "Hey."

With her emotion, the two couldn't help laughing out loud.

Feng Aotian looked at them with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"

Lan Jingshu just smiled warmly, and then handed her a tea cup, while Mu Hanjin took the golden basin. She took a sip of tea to moisturize her throat, then cleans her hands, and then gave it another "Hey".

Mu Hanjin lifted her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Isn't there no father-in-law who surrendered?"

Feng Aotian returned Cotton Passe to his hand, "It was just a sudden sigh."

She turned around and sat down with Lan Jingshu, "If you get hurt again, you will be laughed at by them."

Lan Jingshu nodded docilely, "The emperor, the ministers don't want to."

Feng Aotian shook his head, "Master sent someone to take good care of you."

Lan Jingshu nodded and said, "The minister will be careful in the future."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master has stayed here for a while, and the outside affairs have not been dealt with. The imperial examination must proceed as scheduled. As for the nine princesses, I will leave it to the master."

"Yes." When Mu Hanjin listened to Feng Aotian's words, she knew she was going to leave.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and held Mu Hanjin's hand, then looked at Lan Jingshu, "I will leave this to you."

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin glanced at each other, smiled and responded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian took the two of them into his arms, "I really don't want to leave."

Lan Jingshu leaned in her arms, wondering when the days of gathering little and more divorce would end? He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, only feeling that it was a luxury to spend more time with her.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "I am afraid that Fu Zhuo's injury will have to be taken care of. This Xishan military camp has made Yi Yang tired to watch."

"The minister has invited Marshal Yi to go." Mu Hanjin replied with a smile.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "After some time, people from all over the world will be swarming, and there are no lack of people who want to enter the court, but you have to be cautious."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied softly.

"Master will leave tomorrow." Feng Aotian still said the most important sentence.

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin remained silent for a short time, and then replied in unison, "Yes."

Feng Aotian knew that the two of them had met since they were young, and now, even guarding the court together, she suddenly kissed them on the cheek, and said with a smile, "The master thinks that being a monarch is still very good. Happy with you every day, this Mingjun is really a chore."

Hearing Feng Aotian sighed a lot today, Mu Hanjin gave Lan Jingshu a wink. Lan Jingshu blushed immediately and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Feng Aotian looked down at Lan Jingshu, "But tired?"

Lan Jingshu shook his head, and then said, "The minister is fine."

Feng Aotian nodded, and then saw Mu Hanjin's mouth with a meaningful smile, her mouth twitched, "Really all right?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu was embarrassed to be seen through, shyly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Feng Aotian then raised his hand, raised his chin, and slowly moved closer, narrowing Feng's eyes, "Why is my face red?"

Lan Jingshu constricted her eyes shamefully, and said in a low voice, "Xu Shishi coughed anxiously."

Feng Aotian reluctantly continued to approach, and then kissed his lips, "I was a little eager."

Lan Jingshu quickly closed his eyes, and now he feels even more faceless to face Feng Aotian, while Mu Hanjin smiles happily on the side.

Feng Aotian left Lan Jingshu's lips and turned around suddenly to see the smile in Mu Hanjin's eyes. She grinned, then pinched Mu Hanjin's nose, "Are you a joke at him?"

Mu Hanjin said warmly, "I just want him to take the initiative. Who knows that he has become shy on the contrary, who is it, who is talking about it every day when the emperor is away? Now the emperor is by his side, and he doesn't say anything. throat?"

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and glared at Mu Hanjin, feeling inadvertently making friends, then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, he teases his officials."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Han Jin is right."

Lan Jingshu was speechless for a while, bowed his head and said nothing.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "Master will leave tomorrow, and prepare something for him to eat."

Mu Hanjin smiled and stood up, and said in a warm voice, "The minister will make a few snacks for the emperor."

Feng Aotian shook his hand quickly, "You do?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian rolled his eyes, "When did you know this?"

"I learned it during the time when the emperor was absent." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister saw that Mr. Mao and Long Yin were doing a good job. The minister thought he should learn to cook for the emperor himself."

Feng Aotian became interested when he heard it, and then took Lan Jingshu's hand, "Master and Jingshu are with you."

Lan Jingshu was startled and said in a low voice, "Although the minister can't, he can learn it."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, and then took the two of them to the Imperial Dining Room.

Si Xi followed behind, looking at the emperor and the two masters in front of him, thinking that at that time, the concubine Mu wanted to learn how to make cakes on a whim, and almost didn’t burn the entire imperial dining room. Now it can be regarded as effective. I feel that there are so many people around the emperor who are in pain, and I am also very relieved. He raised his eyes and looked at the duty room on the side when passing by the imperial dining room. Suddenly he remembered Father Feng coming. He wondered if Father Feng could be reincarnated. ? It's not necessarily true that you are a god.

Feng Aotian's eyes also saw the room on his side, and his eyes flashed with a touch of sadness. Just when he came to this world, Father Feng was the first person to treat her best.

When she arrived at the imperial dining room, the imperial chef had already obtained his will and left. There was no one in the imperial dining room. Mu Hanjin took the enclosure and put it on for her, then rolled up her sleeves and turned to look at Lan Jingshu. , "Do you have anything you want to do?"

"Let me start." Lan Jingshu looked at the huge imperial dining room in front of him, feeling a little at a loss.

Feng Aotian smiled suddenly, and then she felt that in the past two years, she had experienced a lot of things, and there were many people who had cooked food for her, among them Xuanyuanyu.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, what do you want to do?"

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin with his eyes sideways, "If you don't tell you what you do, you can just do yours. When the time comes, the master will let you taste it."

Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "Okay."

Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, "Is the emperor too?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Is there a master in this world who can't?"

Lan Jingshu looked down, and then said, "That official also wants to learn."

Feng Aotian laughed, then turned around and took out a few eggs and threw them to him, "Beat this, I only need egg yolks, not egg whites."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, this is a bit difficult."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If you want to do well, you have to start with beating eggs."

Mu Hanjin immediately stepped forward and demonstrated once for Lan Jingshu. This was what he learned after two days of studying. Lan Jingshu learned Mu Hanjin's method and obviously failed several times, but he managed to get it later. come out.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "When they all come back one day, Grandpa will cook a reunion dinner with you."

Mu Hanjin could imagine such a scene. There were only two results, either a chicken fly or a happy life, but he knew that the people around her were smart people and would not make the first result. It is indeed a happy thing for people to sit together, eat their own meals, enjoy the moon and drink.

Feng Aotian suddenly understood the meaning of home, and was happily cooking a meal with someone he liked.

She always smiled at the corner of her mouth, and smiled at Mu Hanjin, turning her eyes to see that Lan Jingshu was beating the egg seriously, she suddenly stepped forward and kissed Lan Jingshu's cheek with egg whites stuck to it, and then nothing happened. Continue to do his own thing.

auzw.com Lan Jing's book is a little flustered, and now he is even more flustered, but his heart is very sweet, he made a decision in his heart, he must learn when she returns next time A few special dishes.

The dining room was very lively and warm everywhere, and time passed by. After noon, Feng Aotian looked at the self-made food in front of her, she raised her eyes to look at the delicately carved jade plate in front of Mu Hanjin’s eyes. She raised her eyebrows, "It looks good."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "My lord, when did you do this?"

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed with a faint soft light, feeling that such a picture will always exist in his heart, and her smile will be engraved in his mind, fearing that he will never forget it.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin without even a trace of flour on their bodies, then looked at them again and sighed quietly.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the flour stained on Lan Jingshu's cheeks. She stepped forward and stroked the flour with the tip of her finger and wiped it gently, "I am really hungry."

Lan Jingshu smiled and took the tray, personally put the dishes into the tray, and the three people left the imperial dining room.

The minions in the imperial dining room had been waiting for the emperor to leave, and they rushed in. Seeing that the imperial dining room was very clean, everyone rushed out of the imperial dining room and looked at it from a distance.

Feng Aotian stepped into the emperor’s bedroom in a very good mood, and set a table of food. It looked very tempting. Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, "The Lord hasn’t eaten with you for a long time. ."

Mu Hanjin said with a smile, "Yes, it seems a long time has passed."

"It will be fine in the future." Feng Aotian raised his glass and looked at Lan Jingshu, "You use water instead of wine."

Lan Jing was in high spirits with his book, but now he had to put down his wine glass, exchanged a glass of clear water, and then toasted, the three of them clinked and drank it in one go.

The fact that Feng Aotian personally cooked the food spread to other people's ears a day later. Xing Wuyun sighed the most. He raised his eyes to look at Wei Zimo and Wufeng, "Did she do it for you?"

Wu Feng remembered that Feng Aotian had cooked porridge for her personally, and nodded, "Yeah."

"When?" Xing Wuyun asked quickly.

"When I was injured, I survived the porridge." Wufeng said calmly.

Wei Zimo thought carefully, as if not, but he had done it for her, thinking about this, a jealous flash of jealousy flashed through his cold eyes, and he was silent.

Xing Wuyun said dissatisfiedly, "She said that she only made porridge for me, hum, sure enough, what a woman said is not credible."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I have also made porridge for you?"

"She said it was her first time." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's expression, and after a closer look, he seemed to have noticed something. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wufeng. "It seems that I still have the upper hand."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at him, "When did it happen?"

"Anyway, earlier than you." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, and then said, "Sure enough, he is his favorite person. The treatment is different."

Wei Zimo stood up from the chair, "When will she be back?"

Knowing that the chrysanthemum irritated him, Xing Wuyun quickly pretended not to know, then turned and looked out the window. He didn't want to fight Wei Zimo again. After the last fight, he lay on the bed for three days. The whole person almost fell apart, and Wei Zimo was not much better.

There is no wind to count the time, "If she leaves today, if she rides on the snow, it will take three days at the earliest."

"I'll meet her." Wei Zimo said and left the bedroom.

Xing Wuyun watched him fly away, wanted to chase him, and then shrank back, turned and looked at Wufeng, "Whose jealous is he eating?"

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "I found that you are becoming more naive."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "When have I been naive?"

Wufeng stopped talking, and continued to read the medical book. Xing Wuyun leaned over and grabbed the medical book. After reading the line on it, he threw it to him, "Why do you have to read this?"

"Even though she has used Yunxue for her body, she has recovered a lot now, but she always runs back and forth like this, and her body is always at a loss. If this continues, she may not be able to get pregnant in the future." Wufeng said indifferently. Said.

"I am afraid that this kind of day will continue for a long time." Listening to the windless words, Xing Wuyun couldn't help feeling a little worried.

No wind responded indifferently, "Well, the plan can't keep up with the changes. Unexpected things will always happen along the way. No matter how strong she is, she is not an iron beater."

Xing Wuyun reclining on the soft couch, thinking about her more and more.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Don't you want to have a lovely child with her?"

"Yes." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "However, if you want to lose her because of your child, then I would rather not."

A faint smile flashed across Wufeng's eyes, "So, I will take care of her."

Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "There are so many people around her, it's impossible to give birth to each one."

Wufeng listened to Xing Wuyun's words, afraid that they had thought about it, maybe they all had their own ideas in their hearts.

"It depends on her." Wufeng said lightly.

"I'll leave it to the later. It is impossible to rely on her body and the current situation." Xing Wuyun turned around casually, tilted his legs, propped his head with one hand, and blocked himself with the other. "I just want her to be with me now, but I don’t know why, I suddenly feel very cold."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, then stepped forward to pulse for him, "What's wrong with you?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "It's nothing, it just feels like something has happened, and I feel a little flustered. This feeling hasn't happened for a long time."

"King Qi, this is a secret letter from the master." Po's figure fell and handed him the secret letter in his hand.

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter, and after reading it, he quickly turned to sit up, and then got off the soft couch, "Is Wei Zimo really going to pick her up?"

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, "Looking at him like that, I'm going to be there."

"That's bad." Xing Wuyun said and rushed out of the bedroom.

"What happened?" Wufeng watched Xing Wuyun rush out like this, "You are afraid it is too late to chase after him."

Listening to Xing Wuyun, he stopped quickly, and then looked to the side of Po, "You are now sending a message to the emperor, saying that Wei Zimo has gone to meet her."

"Yes." Poo replied, and then stepped away to leave.

Xing Wuyun stuffed the secret message in his hand to Wufeng, "I really shouldn't irritate him."

Wufeng looked at the secret letter in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Don't you Mo Yunge spread the news quickly?"

Only then did Xing Wuyun react and quickly sent a message and ordered the people from Mo Yunge to go, but he still felt uneasy, "I'm afraid of his temperament, and now his whole mind is to see her, I'm afraid I don't want to see it."

Wufeng also knew that Wei Zimo usually looked very calm, but when he encountered Feng Aotian, he was stronger and more persistent than anyone else. He was afraid that he had no intention to care about other things.

Xing Wuyun leaned against the door, looking at Wufeng, "This person is not good."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Fortunately, she sent people to chase and intercept that person along the way. Even now, it will take time to come."

"Hey." Xing Wuyun thought about this, and felt more annoyed. He turned his eyes to look at Wufeng, "I said that how can I get upset these few days, it turns out that something really happened."

Wufeng knows that Xing Wuyun is so free and unrestrained, but his mind is very heavy, he can have such an expression now, this is probably very serious.

After Feng Aotian left, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat in the Imperial Palace for a long time. It seemed that they had become accustomed to the separation, but they were still feeling melancholy when they were parting.

Lan Jingshu looked at the empty emperor's bedroom in front of him, as if he had returned to the past. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "I have a illusion that she is dreaming all these days."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Yes, I thought I was dreaming too."

"It's a beautiful dream." Lan Jingshu let out a low laugh, then got up, and stroked the entire Emperor's bedroom and the corners she stepped on one by one, thinking of what she was doing in this place in his mind?

Mu Hanjin raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, then stood up, stepped out of the Emperor's bedroom, raised his eyes to the distant sky, once, this was a prison, but now, he knows that this is her and theirs Home, she said, let them wait for her to go home and guard this home well.

There was still a faint smile on his mouth, as if she had never left.

Feng Aotian rode Aoxue less than a moment before leaving the capital. When she stepped out of Fengqi State, she received news from Xing Wuyun. Her eyes dimmed and she looked at the soul falling beside her, "Where are the nine princesses now? Where?"

"The subordinates sent people to stop her along the way, and now they have reached the last level." Soul whispered back.

"Do you know where Wei Zimo is now?" Feng Aotian whispered.

"I haven't found it yet." The soul lowered his head, "After Lord Hou came out, Po went to chase him personally, but he was not found."

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "Even if he catches up, he can't be so fast."

The soul couldn't help but replied, "Is it with the nine princesses?"

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Can you see the figure of the nine princesses at the last checkpoint?"

"If you follow the route, she should have arrived, but now it has been two hours and it hasn't arrived yet." The soul whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "Wei Zimo can't run into the Nine Princess before the Nine Princess meets the last level. The time is not right."

"Unless..." Soul raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian cautiously.

"Unless what?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Unless he is riding a horse like Aoxue or Taxue." The soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Where is the father's Taxue?"

"After stepping on the snow, I cultivated in Leqi." The soul thought so, and then said, "Could it be..."

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, "His charm is really not small, and he has even surrendered his father's taxue."

The soul lowered his head and replied, "Master Hou hasn't left the Qi Palace in these days, how come?"

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "You and send someone to look for the traces of the nine princesses, and you can report if you have any news."

"Yes." The soul replied, and then flew away.

Feng Aotian then turned on his horse and touched Taxue's head, "Master is really worried about his life."

Taxue rubbed Feng Aotian's hand and let out a low whistle, which was very agreeable. It also felt that it was very hard for him. Feng Aotian stepped up on his stomach, and Taxue ran forward with her.

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