This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Yinqi stepped out of the queen dowager's bedroom, looked at the back of Feng Aotian who was slowly leaving, exhaled deeply, and stepped briskly to chase the figure that was further and further away from him.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked unhurriedly on the blue stone in the palace, with the breeze blowing her face, she squinted her phoenix eyes lazily and listened to the sound of footsteps behind her, "Lord now Let you go back to Mu's House. By the way, you haven't seen your mother for two years."

Mu Hanjin stunned slightly, raised her eyes and stared at her side eyes, curled her fingers unconsciously, and bowed her head and said, "Weichen thank the lord for grace."

"However, the Lord only gives you two hours. Today's Zhezi is still waiting for you. Don't forget the things discussed in the hall." Feng Aotian squeezed his slightly trembling hand, "Every Master Yue allows you to rest for two days and go back to visit your mother. The rest of the time will go to your master."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin's heart trembled even more, recalling that for the past two years, he was imprisoned in the Prince Regent's Mansion and had never been out, even more so he wanted to return to Mu Mansion to visit his mother.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and when he reached the gate of the East Palace, Feng Yinqi had already followed up panting, "Uncle Wang, wait for my nephew."

Feng Aotian turned around and saw his face flushed from sprinting, panting heavily, and smiled, "Why is Qi'er running so eagerly?"

"My nephew will return to the mansion with Uncle Wang." Feng Yinqi stepped forward, pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves, barely calming his breath.

"What happened to the emperor's wife?" Feng Aotian stared at Feng Yinqi, watching the look in his eyes, and asked casually.

"The queen mother is just awake, there is nothing serious." Feng Yinqi replied calmly, raised her eyes, glanced at Mu Hanjin beside her, and quickly pulled Feng Aotian's sleeves, "Uncle Wang, Nephew sits on your imperial guard."

"The emperor, this..." The chief **** beside him quickly stepped forward to remind him, how could the emperor sit with the regent?

"What's wrong? I said that I can sit as much as I can." Feng Yinqi coldly glared at Defu on his side, raised his head, and looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, "Uncle Wang, some nephews hungry."

"So, then go back to the house with this king." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Feng Yinqi into his arms, turning his eyes, and looking at Mu Hanjin, "Sixi, send someone to send concubine Mu back to Mu. House."

"Yes." Si Xi answered his head down.

Mu Hanjin watched Feng Aotian and Feng Yinqi sit down in the imperial court, and walked away mightily. The joy of Shicai tried his best to conceal it, and now all of it was released, with a rare smile on her elegant jade face. At that time, it was the time when the morning light was shining, reflecting his dusty handsome face, adding a bit of beauty, like a pouring spring, refreshing.

Feng Aotian sat in the middle of the emperor's house, closed his eyes and slumbered, sitting next to her Feng Yinqi raised his eyes, staring at her stern profile, and smirked without saying a word.

"Look at what this king is doing?" Feng Aotian suddenly opened his eyes, their eyes dazzling like a scorching spring sun.

Feng Yinqi quickly lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Uncle Wang, my nephew is a little tired, so let's take a break." After that, before Feng Aotian could speak, he leaned against her and yawned. , Close your eyes to sleep.

auzw.com Feng Aotian lowered her eyes, staring at the little guy in her arms, but there was an insoluble thought lingering in her heart. She restrained the melancholy in her heart, and with a wave of her sleeves, she covered it. His face then closed his eyes and rested.

Sixi had already ordered people to be transported into a carriage. Mu Hanjin sat in, still feeling like a dream. When the carriage was driving on the bustling streets, he felt a trace of reality. Is he really going home?

Today, he is back home like an arrow, "Mother, can you be well? The unfilial son is back."

In the Prince Regent’s Mansion, Ye Meixi got up before dawn, and suddenly felt a lot more refreshed. For some reason, he could feel a weak internal force flowing in his body. Such a subtle feeling made him feel pleasantly surprised. , If this is the case, does it prove that his odd meridians and eight meridians are slowly healing? He has a chance to resume martial arts? Thinking of this, an enchanting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Is it the end of the day when he was so restrained and sold his soul?

Thinking of this, he was even more happy. He withdrew from his servants, meditated cross-legged, adjusted his internal strength, and calculated the time to regain martial arts. Maybe he would be able to regain martial arts in less than a month. At that time, even if he left here, Don't worry about his mother sending someone to take him, then he will be really free.

After such great joy, the figure of Feng Aotian appeared in his mind. This subtle change only occurred in these two days. Only then did he remember the situation of being hanged upside down, and the picture of her suppressing the cold in her body for herself , He suddenly realized that it was she who healed him calmly. Thinking about this, he sighed faintly. He thought he was hiding well, so he took away all his happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, and turned himself into one Lost the body of the soul, but she couldn't escape her eyes alone. She had seen him through the events that happened in the past two days. In front of her, he was just a clown.

He crawled feebly on the soft couch, raised his eyes, and looked at the morning light outside the window. She should be back. After returning, it should be his showdown. Then, what about after the showdown?

He didn't dare to imagine, if she were to kill him, why did she take so much trouble and heal herself? If she wants to kill him, why should she treat him so tenderly?

But, that matter... she knows it... Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, her delicate red lips pursed with a sad face, silky ink scattered on the soft couch, whoever reads it will be Can't bear it.

At this time, Huanxi reported outside the house, "Master, the prince is back."

Ye Meixi replied lifelessly, "Well, my palace is ready now." After that, she got up feebly, and walked out of Yihuan Pavilion lightly.

Feng Yinqi really fell asleep, and the emperor had already made his way to the regent's palace. Feng Aotian did not wake him up, but hugged him into his arms, came out of the emperor, and walked towards the palace.

Feng Yinqi lay peacefully in Feng Aotian's arms, with a sly smile on his lips, and then fell asleep in peace.

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