This Lord is Too Cruel

"Are you waiting for her?" Wufeng turned to look at Wei Zimo, smiled and put down the scroll in his hand, got up from the soft couch, walked out of the attic, and raised his eyes to look at the starry sky in the middle of the night. Kind of loneliness, his handsome face had a slight smile, and his arms stretched out.

A figure slowly fell, his hands were too late to put down, and he was fixed in the air, facing a pair of cold eyes, his eyebrows were slightly bent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling.

"Are you willing to come back?" Before Wu Feng spoke, he saw Wei Zimo standing by the window, looking at her through the window, and speaking coldly.

Feng Aotian smiled and stepped forward and took No Wind into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, hugging him into the attic, and saw Wei Zimo still standing by the window, but turning around. Came over, staring at her with cold eyes.

Feng Aotian smiled and let go of the wind, walked forward a few steps in front of him, raised his eyes to meet his eyes, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "It seems to be reluctant to miss Shu."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth ticked, "That is."

Wei Zimo turned around abruptly, "Then what are you doing back for?"

Feng Aotian knew that he was duplicity, and hurriedly stepped forward, walked around behind him, and walked in front of him. Before he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged him, "What do you mean?"

Wei Zimo raised his hand and took her into his arms, "Who knows what you will do when you come back."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and his red lips opened slightly, "I naturally came to see if the Lord's beauty is haggard for Yixiao?"

Wei Zimo snorted again, staring down at Feng Aotian, "I'm having a good time."

"Really?" Feng Aotian leaned close to his lips and asked in a low voice.

"You still can't tell?" Wei Zimo hugged Feng Aotian tightly, staring straight at her, seeing her look good, thinking about staying with Gu Yefeng in the Ping Palace these few days, she seemed very happy.

Feng Aotian saw what Wei Zimo was thinking, and then kissed his lips through the veil,' "Master miss you?"

"Huh?" Wei Zimo responded softly.

Feng Aotian lightly took a bite on the corner of his lips, then took his hand and turned around, and saw Wufeng standing still looking at her indifferently.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, also holding his hand, "What are you two doing these days?"

"What am I doing, don't you know?" Wei Zimo replied coldly while looking at Feng Aotian with his eyes sideways.

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "Master doesn't know."

Wei Zimo turned his head and did not look at her, but he was leaning against her arms. Feng Aotian looked at him with a deep smile, then turned his eyes to look at Silence, "Prepare, in a few days Then set off."

"Where to go?" Wufeng asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "The affairs of Yunguo cannot be put on hold because of Xuanyuanyu's relationship and return to Yunguo."

"Will Yun Wuxu believe it when I go back in such a hurry?" Wufeng asked in doubt.

Feng Aotian looked at the windlessness, "Now is the time to go back."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, pondering for a moment, as if thinking of something, "I understand."

"It really works at one point." Feng Aotian squeezed his hand and said with a smile.

Wei Zimo turned abruptly to look at Feng Aotian, "You just took a look at me and you are leaving?"

"Master is here to accompany you tonight." Feng Aotian moved his shoulder and rubbed his chest, smiling very strangely.

Wei Zimo looked at her, "Are you alone with me?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Wufeng, "Naturally they are two people."

"Your Yanfu is not shallow." Wei Zimo said coolly, "I don't know what I owed you in my previous life."

Listening to what he said, Feng Aotian smiled happily again, then looked towards Wufeng, "What did you say you owed him in your previous life?"

"I don't know." Wufeng shook his head.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Wei Zimo, and replied, "I don't know."

Wei Zimo got up and ordered people to arrange hot water. Feng Aotian looked at his back and said with a smile, "It's getting more and more virtuous."

Wei Zimo turned around and glared at Feng Aotian, "I am a man, how can I use the word "Xian Hui"?"

"Then change one?" Feng Aotian followed his words, clasping the windless hand in one hand, and playing with the windless hand in the other, "caring."

Wei Zimo replied, "It's pretty much the same."

Feng Aotian blinked at Wufeng and leaned close to his ear, "When are you caring?"

"Anytime." Wufeng responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian laughed out loud, "I will choose a good day and let you be considerate."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Don't let me wait too long."

"Good." Feng Aotian responded readily.

Wei Zimo looked at the two people in front of him and couldn't stand it, and said coldly, "How can my daughter's family be more reserved?"

"Reserved?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Wei Zimo, then turned to look at Wufeng, "My master likes debauchery, and he never knows what reservedness is."

Wufeng listened to Feng Aotian's words, his indifferent eyes flashed with bright light, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. In this case, she was afraid that only she could speak, and she was so open and straightforward.

Wei Zimo stared at Feng Aotian, "Legacy? Then show me the delicacy?"

Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch and walked slowly in front of him. In front of his face, he unfastened the jade buckle on his waist. His outer robe slowly slipped to the ground, raising his hand to remove The jade crown was untied, and satin-like blue silk was scattered on her chest. She slowly stepped forward, wrapped her hands around his waist, exhaled like blue, and winked like silk, "Do you like it?"

Wei Zimo looked down at her, her cold eyes were getting hotter and hotter, her arms had been put on her waist, her arms were hard, she leaned back in his arms, raised her head slightly, her charming face was full of infinite temptation , A fascinating smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, his hands had slipped into his clothes, his fingertips slid across his tender skin, his eyes sank, and then he lowered his head and kissed her lips. He pushed it out, turned around, and lay down on the soft couch again, taking the windlessness into his arms, raising his eyebrows and looking at him, "Master now wants to learn what is reserved."

Wei Zimo stood there stunned for a moment, his bright red brocade robe and clothes were a bit messy, his squiggly eyes flashed with coldness, then he turned around and entered the inner hall.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at his back, leaning against the windless arms, "Annoyed?"

No wind nodded, "I will be annoyed if I am."

"Haha." Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then turned around and bullied himself up, looking down at the windlessness in his arms, "Then Lord is now debauchery and debauchery?"

No wind raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Aotian, "Okay."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and wanted to kiss his lips, but felt a cold wind hit behind him, and then her arm was violently pulled and fell into a cold embrace. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him. "Don't you want your master to be more reserved?"

However, Wei Zimo hugged Feng Aotian into the inner hall, threw her on the bed, then pressed her on her body, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes wide and looked at his closed cold eyes. The wing of her nose was still filled with anger. A faint smile was drawn at the corner of her mouth, and she felt a pain in her lips. She suddenly turned over and threw back on him. , Looking down at the blood printed on his red veil, she chuckled, "Do you dare to bite Lord?"

"Why can't you bite?" Wei Zimo snorted coldly, and raised his hand to tear her shirt.

Feng Aotian pressed his hands on both sides and slowly approached him, "Try another bite?"

Wei Zimo raised her head and wanted to bite it on, but Feng Aotian cleverly avoided. When he was very angry, she suddenly lowered her head and kissed his lips, gently sucking in.

Wei Zimo opened his eyes to look at her pretty face, and the eyes that kept looking at him. The anger in his heart was completely extinguished at this moment. He closed his eyes slightly, feeling it. There was no resistance from the lingering between the lips and teeth.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised a slight smile, leaving his lips, and then got up and got off the bed, licking the blood on his lips, leaning against the bed, smiling at him.

Wei Zimo lay on the bed, raised his eyes to meet hers, sighed quietly, then turned his back to her, his heart beating violently.

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled. He had already torn away the thin strips of her shirt, revealing the corset inside. She did not pay any attention to seeing Wufeng stepping into the inner hall, just to see her now. In one scene, the brown brocade dress, her condensed skin, her delicate red lips, a charming smile, the soft light between her eyebrows and her eyes, her hands around her chest, her hair spread around her waist, looking from a distance Go, like a pair of gorgeous beauty flowers, people can't help but yearn for.

The windless footsteps were very light, until he reached her, he met her with cold eyes with a smile, he raised his hand to tie the thin belt around her waist, and gently hugged her in his arms, "Go for a walk. ?"

Feng Aotian responded with a smile, "Also."

Wei Zimo just lay with his back to her without saying a word, Feng Aotian walked to the dressing table, picked up a piece of silk ribbon, tied his hair loosely, put on the robe, now watching But it was a bit more arty, unlike the fierceness of the past, no wind took her hand and walked out.

On the streets of Caicheng, there are now no one else except the soldiers on patrol. Except for the bustling streets and the brothels, other places are closed.

Feng Aotian and Wufeng walked side by side on the secluded street, raising her eyes to look ahead, the breeze was blowing, she closed her eyes slightly, and took a deep breath, "What can I say to you?"

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "What do you think I can do?"

Feng Aotian tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "Warm the bed for the Lord."

No wind chuckled, and then asked, "What else?"

"Prevent the disaster for the Lord." Feng Aotian shook each other's fingers and clasped his hands, walking forward.

"What else?" Wufeng continued to ask.

"Walk with the master." Feng Aotian replied slowly, looking up at the night sky, "accompany the master to enjoy the moon."

"What else?" The smile at the corner of Wufeng's mouth became deeper and deeper, and he looked at her profile blankly and asked softly.

"Stay with you until you are old." Feng Aotian turned his eyes to his bright eyes, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

No wind stopped, turned and stood face to face with her, he squeezed her hands, "I like the last sentence."

Feng Aotian smiled and hugged him gently. She leaned her cheeks in his arms, feeling the faint breath radiating from him, and whispered, "Will you?"

"What do you mean?" Wufeng said in a low voice, the corners of his eyes faintly sour.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Okay, no regrets."

"Never go back." Wufeng hugged her tightly, "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to share your hard work. I'm afraid that if you see you are too hard, I can't do anything."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and spoke softly, "Master knows that the master is too domineering and powerful, making you feel useless."

"If you like it, I am willing to stay behind you." Wufeng only now understands that when you truly fall in love with someone, you have already let go of the dignity that a man should have, just thinking about guarding her well. , Stay by her side, accompany her through life, life after life.

Feng Aotian whispered, "Then you just stand beside your master and stay with your master. Don't let your master get hurt or get too tired."

"Good." Wufeng nodded heavily, "I will be with you forever."

"Go back, Wei Zimo is afraid that he will be jealous again." Feng Aotian took the windless hand and turned and walked back.

Wufeng followed Feng Aotian slowly and walked forward. Looking at the way he came, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "If he is jealous, what should you do?"

"Pump directly." Feng Aotian said with a smile.

Windless smiled, and said calmly, "Then what if I'm jealous?"

"Well..." Feng Aotian said quietly, turning his eyes to look at him, "Watch the stars with him."

No wind chuckled, "Why didn't it fall? I like to fall."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Then Lord will rectify you on the spot."

The corner of Wufeng's mouth ticked, "Different from thumping?"

"It's just another way of saying it." Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and leaned close to his ear, "change the posture."

Wufeng froze slightly, and then he understood what she meant, and couldn't help but smile, "How come there are women like you in this world?"

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "Don't like it?"

"Like." Wufeng nodded, he dare to say he doesn't like it?

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, "Just like it."

The wind shook his head helplessly, "Who have you said this to?"

"It seems only you." Feng Aotian smiled happily, turning his eyes to look at Wufeng, "What's wrong?"

No wind nodded slightly, "Then tell me often, I like to listen."

Feng Aotian raised his forehead and looked at the sky, turning his eyes to look at him intently, "Is that in your bones?"

No wind looked at her, "I learned from you."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and squeezed his ass, "You like this too?"

No wind was stunned again, and then he raised his hand to pinch it back, but Feng Aotian avoided him, and then lifted into the attic.

No wind stood there blankly, raising his hand to cover the place pinched by Feng Aotian, with a blush on his face, how could there be such a person in this world? But he still likes it tight.

Feng Aotian entered the attic, and saw that Wei Zimo had taken a bath, lying on the bed, leaving most of the space, Feng Aotian hooked his mouth and took off his outer robe, his body was stained with night After she entered the screen with a smile, she saw that the bath soup was ready, she immediately took off her clothes and went into the bath tub.

When the windless approached the attic, there was a rushing sound of water in his ears. He lifted and walked into the screen and saw Feng Aotian lying in the bathtub. He smiled and stood behind her, lifting He squeezed her shoulders, "But you're tired?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.

The strength of the windless is very good, he knows the medical skills, and naturally knows where to pinch it will relax her body and relieve fatigue. He looked at Feng Aotian's slightly raised head and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, and he met his kiss, the mist lingering between the two, like a fairy.

Feng Aotian walked out of the bath tub, dressed in his normal clothes, turned around and looked at the windless, "Should you let the master serve him personally?"

"No need." Wufeng shook his head, he was afraid he could not help giving her to Fa-rectification on the spot.

Feng Aotian nodded clearly, suddenly approached him, kissed him on the cheek, turned around and left mischievously.

There was another breathless meal. Looking at her disappearing figure, a gentle smile was raised at the corner of her mouth, and then she faded away from her brocade robe, slowly submerged in the tub, closed her eyes, and soaked in the warm bath. Wet his whole body, these days, he has been caring about her in his heart. Without her by his side, he always felt bored. Now that she is back, he also feels that life has become much brighter.

Feng Aotian walked to the bed and lay next to Wei Zimo, and then from behind him, hugging him, pressing his cheeks on his back, and taking a deep breath, "It's really fragrant."

Wei Zimo's body paused slightly, he slowly turned around and looked down at her, "You always come and go in a hurry."

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian contained too many meanings and longings. There were mixed feelings in her heart, and the two were embracing each other. She leaned against his chest and whispered, "Master knows you are working hard."

Wei Zimo shook his head and chuckled, "Fool, it's you who worked so hard."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Then you still play tricks with your father?"

Wei Zimo closed his eyes, "I just miss you so much."

Feng Aotian aimed at him and bit down on his chest. Wei Zimo snorted, but did not push away. Instead, he let her go. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You think you bit him. Won't get it back?"

auzw.com Wei Zimo chuckled, "As long as you are by my side, you can bite as much as you want."

Feng Aotian lightly kissed on his chest, "I can't bear it."

Wei Zimo hugged her tightly, "Xuanyuanyu over there?"

"Avoidance is inevitable." Feng Aotian told bluntly.

Wei Zimo chuckled, "I knew it."

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, curled his lips and smiled, "What do you know?"

"He has you in his heart." Wei Zimo whispered, "Otherwise, Chiba Yima will not be cold."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Father knows, but he is also telling him that he will not show mercy under his hands."

"Then you are going to Qicheng?" Wei Zimo asked softly.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, before that, Grandpa has to go back to Yunguo."

"Even if Yunguo was taken back, no one looked at it." Wei Zimo couldn't help but worry.

Feng Aotian said with a smile, "After Xuanyuanyu's matter is resolved, Yunguo will also resolve it."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, "If you need me to do anything, just tell me."

"Okay." Feng Aotian took a deep breath, "I just want you to rest with him."

"I will be with you, as long as you need, I will always be with you." Wei Zimo said softly.

Feng Aotian snuggled him tightly and responded with a smile, "Okay."

The windless ring upper shirt walked out of the screen, and then walked to the bed, Feng Aotian left in Zi Mo's arms in self-defense, turning his eyes to look at him, "Come up."

Wufeng smiled on the bed and lay beside her. Feng Aotian pulled Jin Jin up and covered them, holding their hands, and slowly closing his eyes, "It's great."

Gu Yefeng just stared at her face in a daze, holding her hand tightly, and gradually closing his eyes.

The windless side looked at her, smiled indifferently, and then fell asleep in peace. In these days, he hasn't slept in this way for a long time.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes to look at the sleeping face in front of her, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. She got up from the bed and saw Wufeng had come in with hot water.

Wei Zimo also got up immediately, "It seems that they have the habit of getting up early."

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "That is."

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "When will you leave?"

Feng Aotian got off the bed and stood beside the windless side. While washing himself, he said, "I will accompany you for breakfast."

"Okay." No wind nodded, "I'm going to prepare breakfast."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied, turning his eyes to see that Wei Zimo had also got off the bed.

Feng Aotian left the restaurant and returned to the Ping Palace. Gu Yefeng called the officials from various places to discuss matters early in the morning. Feng Aotian went to the bedroom and sat on the soft couch, listening to the soul's report.

"Master, Caicheng seems to have sneaked into meticulous work?" The soul reported in a low voice.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Like?"

"Yeah." Kun replied, "I'm not sure yet."

"Continue to investigate." Juan continued to ask, "Where is Xuanyuanyu?"

"I haven't found it yet." The soul felt that everything was like a cloud of mist in these days, and he couldn't find his head.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Where is the Seventh Prince?"

"There are some eyebrows." The soul whispered back, "It was found that the seventh prince would stay in the study for half a day every day, and someone specially delivered food to him. Although it seemed normal, the food was very different."

"Oh." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Go on."

"The Seventh Prince Su Ri likes gorgeous meals, and every time they are sent to the study are some light dishes." Soul whispered.

"It seems that there is something weird in that study." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with a faint light, and then said, "Continue to stare. Be sure to check the secrets in the study carefully, and don't be surprised."

"Yes." The soul replied with his head down, and then retreated.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw Gu Yefeng walk in, her face looked a little heavy, she smiled and hooked, "Come here."

Gu Yefeng put down the memorial in his hand, then stepped forward, sitting next to her, leaning his head on her shoulder, "I have been used to the emperor's side by the minister these days, and I was a little uncomfortable last night."

"It's okay if you haven't rested?" Feng Aotian asked softly, stroking his back.

"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded, "My head hurts a bit."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and rubbed his temples lightly. He leaned his head on her legs along the way, closed his eyes with a faint smile on his mouth.

"The emperor, something happened to Yongcheng." Gu Yefeng replied softly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master knows."

"It's related to the secret city in Leqi." Gu Yefeng whispered.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What did you find?"

"This." Gu Yefeng handed her the secret letter in his hand, then got up from her arms and sat next to her and looked at her.

Feng Aotian opened the secret paper and read it again, then smiled, "The county prime minister in Yongcheng conspired to rebel?"

"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded, "This is the secret report from today."

Feng Aotian closed up and looked at him, "What should you do?"

"The minister thought that a small county prince dared to plot a rebellion. There must be someone behind it. No matter what the Seventh Prince's thoughts are, there must be someone behind the scenes controlling Caicheng." Gu Yefeng looked at it. Feng Aotian replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian looked at him and continued to ask, "Then you?"

"Take a long line to catch big fish." Gu Yefeng said with a smile.

Feng Aotian took him into his arms, "Just do what you said."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, thinking about the tenderness of these days, he was full of melancholy.

Feng Aotian knew that Gu Yefeng had become more mature and stable now. He could think of this level, and he must have had his own calculations, and she would not stop him.

Gu Yefeng suddenly sat up in her arms and looked at her, "The emperor, do you think Caicheng will have the seventh prince's eyeliner inserted?"

Feng Aotian pinched Gu Yefeng's chin, leaned close to his lips and kissed lightly, "You finally think of this layer."

Gu Yefeng whispered, "It seems that the emperor already knows."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master just knew it, it's not too early."

Gu Yefeng leaned back in her arms, "Then who is this eyeliner?"

"It hasn't been found out yet." Feng Aotian replied softly, "But, didn't you say that you put a long line to catch big fish?"

"Then you have to know who this talent is." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "When will the emperor leave?"

"Are you reluctant to leave?" Feng Aotian looked down at him and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "the minister and the emperor have too few days to get along."

Feng Aotian was counting the time, and then she remembered that she did not spend much time with him. In the past two years, she has been rushing around, never staying with them for two months, she caressed. His face, "Master will stay with you for a few days."

"Okay." Gu Yefeng responded with a smile, "But, do you still have important matters to deal with there?"

"The important thing for the Lord now is you." Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, and replied softly.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, his clear eyes were filled with soft light. He liked her who was so gentle and he also liked her who was overbearing.

In the capital of Fengqi State, Fu Zhuo recovered well from his injuries, but since Leng Peihan lost her child, he has become depressed and unhappy all day long. Sometimes he would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and then cry loudly.

Fu Zhuo looked at her like this without any thoughts. Mu Hanjin looked at her situation, knowing that she must have not been relieved from the shock of losing her child, but if things go on like this, it will be good for the body. not good.

When Lan Jingshu came back from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Fu Zhuozheng and Mu Hanjin talked about Leng Peihan’s situation. He walked in and sat aside, “Leng Han’s girl, her heart is too simple, it’s inevitable to lose her child. it is good."

"The emperor came to the news today that it was for Peihan to go for more walks. The imperial examination is now almost the same. Although it is in a public form, Xing Wuyun and Gu Yefeng are still there for safety reasons. A screening was conducted and the students were recommended to Beijing for fear that someone would enter the capital.” Mu Hanjin said softly, “Peihan also needs to be responsible for things that she needs to complete. The emperor said that she must do this.”

Looking at Mu Hanjin, Fu Zhuo couldn't help but worry, "How can she do about her current situation?"

Mu Hanjin continued, "The emperor said that this is called emotional transfer, which is to let her transfer all of her energy to another matter, so that she doesn't have the mind to think about the child."

Fu Zhuo felt that there was some truth, so he replied, "I have prepared the place in Vukko. As for the liberal arts, I still need you to talk about it."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin patted Fu Zhuo on the shoulder. "The emperor knew that Peihan's girl's mind was too simple. Facing such a blow, she naturally couldn't bear it, so she thought of such a way to get her out as soon as possible. ."

"I understand." Fu Zhuo nodded. "If she continues like this, I don't know if she will do anything stupid."

Mu Hanjin looked at Fu Zhuo gently, "You have to hold on, she has no children, you are her all support."

"Yeah." Fu Zhuo nodded and looked up at Lan Jingshu, "I will go back and see her first."

"It's okay, now when it's time for lunch, she can also walk around. I will send someone to invite her over and have a meal together. By the way, I will talk about the imperial examination." Mu Hanjin said with a smile.

"That's good." Fu Zhuo has been frowning all these days, and now he shows a smile of relief.

Lan Jingshu whispered, "Pei Han will be fine."

"I hope so." Fu Zhuo replied in a low voice.

Leng Peihan raised her eyes and looked at her haggard appearance in the bronze mirror. She asked the maid beside her to dust her with more powder to cover the swelling on her face, took a deep breath, and then turned around and stepped out of the palace.

She hadn't walked for a long time. It was midday. The sun was scorching, and the strong sunlight hit her face. She closed her eyes uncomfortably, and felt a moment of dizziness. She pressed her heart with one hand and raised her hand to block the sun. , Slowly opened her eyes, raised her eyes to look at the sun hanging high in the sky, and walked slowly forward. Every step she took, she felt her heart ache severely, and she bit her lips tightly. Still gritted his teeth and walked forward.

When she arrived at the emperor’s bedroom, she barely pulled up a smile that was not considered ugly. When she stepped into the bedroom, she saw Mu Hanjin, Lan Jingshu and Fu Zhuo sitting at the table. When she saw Fu Zhuo, the corner of her eyes He kept getting sour, and there was always guilt in his heart.

Looking at her like this, Fu Zhuo couldn’t help but feel anguish. He stepped forward to help her, but he saw Mu Hanjin’s eyes and signaled him not to. He could only endure and look straight. She walked towards him step by step.

Lan Jingshu first stepped forward to smile at Leng Peihan, "The complexion has improved a lot these days."

"Yes." Leng Peihan converged his sadness, and smiled at Lan Jingshu's smile, suppressing his inner bitterness.

"Sit down," Lan Jingshu replied with a smile.

"Yes." Leng Peihan was less lively and more demure.

Looking at Leng Peihan like this, Lan Jingshu was really uncomfortable. Thinking about the ignorant and cute Leng Peihan before, he understood that no matter how simple a person, after experiencing some things, he will become mature.

Leng Peihan didn't dare to see Fu Zhuo. She raised her eyes to look at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, and said with a smile, "Second brother, Big Brother Lan, why should I have Yaxing to eat together today?"

Mu Hanjin pretended to be nonchalant and replied, "Seeing that you are much better. These days, Jing Shu and I are too busy. I just took time today, so I wanted to get together with you and Fu Zhuo."

Leng Peihan responded with a smile, "It's time to get together."

Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "However, the main thing is that the imperial examination is about to come, and the emperor said that you still have to do it with you. What do you think?"

Leng Peihan sat in the chair, raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, and responded in a low voice, "I was responsible for this matter earlier. Now that I am better, I naturally want to continue."

Lan Jing replied, "Yes, even if you change in the middle, now there is nothing more suitable than you."

Leng Peihan smiled softly, "Leave it to me then."

"Since Peihan said so, I will leave the matter to you." Mu Hanjin smiled gently and looked at Fu Zhuo. "It will be inevitable to walk around in the palace in the future. This time will be delayed until the imperial examination. Before the end, how about you two living in the palace?"

"Everything is subject to the arrangements of the national teacher." Fu Zhuo responded with a smile. He knew that if Leng Peihan were to return to the mansion now, he would definitely remember the previous events.

Leng Peihan responded with a smile, "Also."

Since that day, Leng Peihan and Lan Jingshu have gone to the Metropolitan Procuratorate with Lan Jingshu every morning, and then returned to the imperial dormitory. He was so busy late at night until he became exhausted and lay on the soft couch. Take a nap, and when you wake up, keep busy again.

Fu Zhuo would accompany her every day, watching her lying on a low table with a look of exhaustion. For the first few days, she would still wake up in the middle of the night, and then tears would flow, but after a few more days, she It was much better, and I slept very deeply in the middle of the night, and I would not wake up again, and my complexion was much better.

Fu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing the smile on her face increased, he gradually recovered his previous look.

Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Peihan, who had just left, and turned to look at Lan Jingshu, "Look at her look a lot better."

"The emperor's method is really effective." Lan Jingshu said with a smile.

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The emperor knew that she would be like this early in the morning, and he gave this symptom a name, what is it called'fetal depression'?"

"There are still such symptoms?" Lan Jingshu asked inexplicably.

Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "Now I have a long experience."

Lan Jingshu shook his head and smiled, and then said, "The emperor is still in Caicheng these days?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "It looks calm and calm these days, but it's just an illusion."

"It seems that there is going to be another **** storm." Lan Jingshu whispered.

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"The Lady Who Will Be Crazy"—Die Wu Yixue—Content:

In fact, she is just a nervous woman who ate and drank, being rejected by her father, kicked and flew.

He is heard that he is a schizophrenic man who looks like a tortoise and looks broken sleeves, but also looks desperate.

Traveling to another world and being unfamiliar with the place of life, she still rolls up her sleeves, fights wits and courage, beats the scum, can afford to provoke a big beam, plus eats and pats buttocks and leaves, but this is a certain who is going to die. Who is Lord?

[One-on-one pet article, watching a volcano hit the earth, how will the perverted nervous woman vs. the cold and unfeeling master be sparked and tragic? ! 】

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