This Lord is Too Cruel

When Mu Hanjin heard this, her slender jade fingers gently stroked the bowl, and she lowered her eyes. There was a touch of unnoticeable gentleness and an unpleasant expression in those eyes.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, stared at Ye Meixi, and chuckled. He really didn't suffer, ran his fingers across his puckered lips and sniffed his unique body fragrance, "How unhappy?"

"Master, the slave is also cold." Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, Gu Pan was radiant, her fingers tucked up Feng Aotian's clothes in front of him, and said softly.

"Master has a good way to ensure that your body cold will be cured soon, and it will be immediate, but do you want to try?" Feng Aotian lowered his head, bit his lip, and whispered.

Ye Meixi's figure trembled, what could be done? He just looked at Mu Hanjin not pleasing to his eyes, why did he have soup to drink, but he could only watch with eagerness?

Before Ye Meixi could react, Feng Aotian turned around and pushed the soft and boneless Ye Meixi leaning on her to his waist and abdomen, and he was ejected along the strength of his palm.

She flew lightly, and his body slammed directly into the inner hall. Of course Ye Meixi knew Feng Aotian's inner strength was deep, so she screamed in her heart. How could he relax his vigilance against her because of her short-term gentleness? ? The tiger still dozes, but the dozing tiger is also a tiger, and she will never lose her cruel nature. Thinking about this, I feel that because of Mu Hanjin, I lose an inch, and my soft body is straight. The wall of the inner hall rushed vigorously, only a minute away, and it was about to hit.

He has no fear at all. This kind of thing is nothing compared to what he has endured in the past. The grief is no greater than the death of heart. Now, he is just a living dead. If he is not harboring hatred, he is afraid that he has already died. In this world, there are still many amorous feelings between the eyes, and he calmly faced the fragile body and crashed into the wall.

The slender waist was embraced in his arms by a force. He raised his eyes and met those cold pupils. There was not too much emotion in the eyes, but why did this embrace show a trace of warmth? That handsome face, magnified in front of him like this, made him stunned.

Feng Aotian landed gracefully, pulled off Qiuhu from the hanger on the side, and put it on his body, covering his seductive scenery. When he was stunned, he flipped over, grabbed his feet, and took out the Jinpa, wrapped around his fat-skinned ankle, hung on the beam of the room.

Ye Meixi hung in the inner hall like this, and he looked at Feng Aotian in a puzzled manner. Could this be the new torturing thing she came up with? The pictures of being abused by her in the past are vivid, how could he not hurt, how could he not hurt, but he still has to pretend to be very enjoyable, such pain makes him numb, since he is numb, he gradually loses The perception.

But, now, the warmth wrapped around him makes him want to blame her. Why do he have to act so tenderly when torturing him?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and the evil charm of his mouth twitched, "For these two hours, a person's body cold can be cured."

Ye Meixi couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart. With such a nonsense, she can still speak so grandly, and it can cure the body cold. Is he really a fool? However, now he can't help but pretend to be stupid, and quickly smiled, "Master, is this really okay?"

"In the future, I will come to the lord's bedroom every day and hang here for two hours, and it will be completely cured in about a month." Feng Aotian said, turning around and walking out of the inner hall leisurely.

Ye Meixi watched Feng Aotian's back leave, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, so she just dangled it, anyway, is this already normal? Was it rare when he was hung and beaten up since childhood? Not bad this time.

Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, and saw Mu Hanjin lowered her head, taking her own meal. She sat beside him neatly, "Your clothing master has been ordered to be brought over, wait for Leng Qian After Ye is fully recovered, you move in again."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin answered in a low voice, no longer in a daze.

Feng Aotian picked up the chopsticks, and put the vegetables in front of him, "Eat more, it's too thin, so I feel like I'm too thin."

Because of her act of picking vegetables for him, Mu Hanjin was experiencing a warm flow in her heart, but she was forced to return by the second half of her sentence, and she couldn't help but lament in her heart, how could she suddenly change sex? He really thought about it.

After lunch, the two of them went to the study, sitting face to face on the soft couch as they did yesterday, Feng Aotian reclining and lying on one side lazily and comfortably, the afternoon sun was quiet, and it fell on her handsome face. , Pursing his thin lips slightly, and flipping through a book of national policies from the shelf in his hand.

Mu Hanjin sat quietly on the other side of the table, fingered the Zhubi, carefully annotated the memorials, sorted them in order, and put them away for Feng Aotian's approval.

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At this time, Lan Jingshu had already traveled to the Inspectorate, and made a series of handovers. He took the Yushi token and read the archives about Lianghuai. He was not only the last champion, but also the son of Zuoxiang. Moreover, the inspectorate was bestowed by the regent’s male favorite. With such a noble status, other officials of the inspectorate did not dare to make mistakes. They were cautious and acted individually.

Inside the imperial palace, Feng Yinqi made a big tantrum in the emperor's bedroom. His small body was trembling with anger, his complexion flushed, his fists clenched, and he stared at the portrait of Feng Aotian on the imperial case, filled with darts, and his eyes Ruthless, slapped a palm on the royal case, panting.

Outside the palace of the emperor, Xing Yan, the right minister, lowered his head. The events of the early dynasty today are vividly remembered. Both the censors of the Inspectorate are his disciples. Now, one person has been put into prison and one person is killed on the spot. The two sculptors took the top priority position, not only that, but also dismissed his authority. In this way, all the plans were disrupted by her, what should we do next? He was anxious now, not knowing what to do, and the emperor in the temple, the little ancestor, was furious. Just as he was sad, he saw the gentle woman walking towards him not far away. His daughter, the current empress dowager, Xing Zhiyan, he immediately smiled and greeted him quickly.

"The old minister sees the empress dowager, who is a thousand years old, thousand years old, thousand years old." Xing Yan quickly knelt on the ground and shouted.

Feng Yinqi, who was furious in the hall, heard the voice of the right minister outside the hall, and ignored the fragments that he had smashed on the ground, and walked outside the hall.

Xing Zhiyan arrived in this style, showing the demeanor of the mother's ritual world, a bright yellow phoenix robe, phoenix crown reveals majesty, dignified and graceful temperament, bright eyes and white teeth, light makeup and thick makeup, making it even more luxurious and gentle.

She walked slowly to the emperor's bedroom, Feng Yinqi had already walked out of the bedroom, stood still in front of her, and said respectfully, "The child sees the mother's queen."

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