This Lord is Too Cruel

"You know?" Mu Hanjin paused, turned her eyes, and looked at him.

"Well, you were drunk that day, and you lost your words after drinking." Leng Qianye put away his anger and looked at him unbearably. "She is really so good, is it worth your life?"

"I was born for her, and my destiny cannot be violated, but I did not expect that I would fall in love with her." Mu Hanyao laughed, "If it weren't for her, I would have died."

"I don't understand." Leng Qianye stared at Mu Hanjin's thin figure, revealing endless loneliness.

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "You will understand later."

"Why can't Dudu be tempted by her?" Leng Qianye asked puzzledly.

"If you are tempted by her, it will activate the poison in my body." Mu Hanjin said lightly.

"What will happen then?" Leng Qianye thought there might be a way.

"He vomits blood every three days. After one year, he will gradually age until he vomits blood and die." Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, Han Jin has something to ask."

"You let me keep a secret." Leng Qianye's eyes shot a cold.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, "I have been suppressing the spread of toxins in my body these days, but after the martial arts started that day, the first time I vomited blood, I knew that my heart was out of control, even though I How to resist repression is of no avail."

"How much time do you...?" Leng Qianye felt a little pain, and suddenly hated Feng Aotian. If it weren't for her, how could they have been tortured like this, and they would have to look at their closest relatives. Slowly died in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes and looked at him, "As long as five years, as few as three years."

"What?" Leng Qianye couldn't believe it, his hands clenched into fists, "What if I kill her?"

"Love has moved. If you kill her, I will die with her." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "As long as I live for one day, no one is allowed to hurt her."

"Han Jin, why are you doing this? I don't understand." Leng Qianye shook his head and looked at the brother in front of him who grew up with him. Several of them have experienced so many lives and deaths. Why, it happened at this time?

"Brother Leng, please promise me." Mu Hanjin's narrow eyes were full of begging.

Leng Qianye stepped back, staring at him, and finally sighed, turned and turned his back to him, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Feng Yinqi paced back and forth in the imperial palace, his small figure looked unusually anxious, and when Defu entered, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Can Mu Hanjin come back?"

"Back to the emperor, Shifei Mu said that he is tired and tired. If the emperor has important matters, we will discuss it tomorrow morning." Defu replied with his head down.

Feng Yinqi breathed a sigh of relief, then lay back on the dragon couch, "I'm tired, you can withdraw."

"Yes." Defu glanced at Feng Aotian suspiciously, and then retreated.

In the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan walked back and forth, listening to the spy’s return, her eyes flashed coldly, “The regent is really gone, she actually transferred Mu Hanyao over.”

"Yes, the empress dowager." The man in black replied.

"Fortunately, Peony is there, it should be foolproof. If the situation is irretrievable, all the people will be withdrawn, and the relevant people will be wiped out." Xing Zhiyan flashed coldly in her apricot eyes, "Let Peony proceed with caution. Bare feet."

"Yes." The man in black replied, and then retired.

"The empress dowager, this matter has been fine for all these years, and there shouldn't be anything wrong this time." Guo Hui comforted.

Xing Zhiyan said solemnly, "Somehow, these days, I always feel uneasy."

"The empress dowager, you must be worrying too much." Guo Hui continued, and he took the ginseng soup from the palace maid and handed it to her. "The empress dowager, please relax, if there is something peony there, you will definitely come anytime Reported."

"Is the emperor taking the tonics sent by Ai's family in the past few days?" Xing Zhiyan took the ginseng soup and asked in a low voice.

"Take it every day." Guo Hui quickly replied.

"Well, that's fine." Xing Zhiyan drank the ginseng soup and sighed. "If things are really irreversible, some people will accompany Lai's family on the road."

The sky was getting brighter, Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu were just looking at them, and when they looked up, they saw Ye Meixi hadn't slept all night, and they just lay on the soft couch and watched her all night.

Mu Hanyao stood in the courtyard for a day, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xing Wuyun leaned in the pavilion and rested for a night, then woke up quietly, looking at the scenery in front of him, with a wanton smile still on his mouth, and went into the house to wash.

Feng Aotian stepped forward to Ye Meixi's face, "I watched it all night, is it enough?"

"No." Ye Meixi has been entangled, whether the prince looks good in women's clothes or men's clothes.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him with a thoughtful appearance, raised his hand and pinched his ear, "What are you thinking about again?"

After washing, Xing Wuyun walked out, tucked his clothes back, sat down coolly, poured a cup of tea, and after a few sips, he still felt bitter, and suddenly remembered that the tea that Feng Aotian had drunk last night, how could he not taste bitter? , Could Bong's tea be different?

He glanced sideways, looking at Jingxi who was setting aside his meal, stepped forward and stared at him, "Bring me some of the tea that the king savoured last night."

"Master Xing, what you only drank was the one that the prince drank." Jingxi lowered her head and replied.

"Really?" Xing Wuyun turned around, sat down again, then poured another cup, still bitter, turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then poured another cup and handed it to her, "Master, please have tea."

Feng Aotian took the tea cup suspiciously, took a sip, and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Xing Wuyun took the tea cup that Feng Aotian had drunk, and then took a sip, staring at her in surprise, "How is this possible?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and slapped him on the head, "You drink Master's tea again."

Regardless of the pain on the head, Xing Wuyun put the tea cup down, feeling strange, and then took another sip of the tea that Feng Aotian had drunk, and kept repeating it until the cup ran out of water. Tengdi stood up from the chair, and then rushed out.

Feng Aotian looked at his strange expression, turned his eyes, and looked at Ye Meixi, "Okay, don't look at it, eat."

Ye Meixi followed Feng Aotian's strength, got down on the soft couch, and then went to wash and change clothes.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "Tell me later, what you found."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu was very rewarding this night, so even though he stayed up all night, he felt comfortable.

Mu Hanyao stepped into the house, looked at the very harmonious scene in the house, bowed his head and said, "Lord."

"Go wash quickly and eat breakfast." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao's gloomy face, and said lightly.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, then turned and left.

After breakfast, Xing Wuyun went into the room dejectedly, raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian, and said in a low voice, "Master, the courtier has something to ask for."

"Except looking for a woman." Feng Aotian got up and ignored him.

"The prince, if the courtier doesn't look for a woman, he may die, entangled to death." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and sighed.

"Then you will be entangled to death. At that time, the master will be given you a good coffin." Feng Aotian said coldly, and then sat down. "

"These files are the archives of these soldiers, and over the years, the source and origin of their food and grass. In recent years, they have not only robbed official salt in the name of robbers, but also increased taxes in the name of the government to hoard food and grass. "Lan Jingshu continued, "There must be collusion between officials."

"Well, what else?" Feng Aotian said lightly.

"There is this one. It is the list of court officials who have contacted them over the years, as well as the strongholds in various places." Lan Jingshu said immediately.

"Well, not bad." Feng Aotian nodded, "But, do you know who the two Huai are colluding with?"

"This... the minister hasn't found out yet." Lan Jingshu continued to reply.

"The king will give you two days to thoroughly find out the officials involved in the two Huai Rivers. Also, there are about 100,000 horses in that place. Last night, the people had been stunned. The horses and horses must have been hidden and there is no trace to be found. After discussing the case of Guanyan, we will solve the case thoroughly the day after," Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"Yes, the minister obeyed!" Lan Jingshu's warm eyes showed joy for the first time.

Ye Meixi snorted coldly, then took Feng Aotian's hand and leaned aside.

"What are you humming?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice from the side.

"Master, you are really partial." Ye Meixi mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Why is your eccentric?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Meixi.

"Actually, you knew what this official salt was involved in the morning, but you just watched someone who couldn't stand it alone, so they came to help him, including the fake second lady in the water transport, and the place where the soldiers were stationed. I knew it early in the morning." Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows and stared at Lan Jingshu jealously, clarifying everything.

Lan Jingshu's joyful face, with a touch of gloom at this moment, looked at Feng Aotian, it turned out that she had come to help him specially.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Meixi into his arms, "Being smart."

"Are you wise? Master knows that they are like Mingjing." Ye Meixi leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, bowed her head, and pecked at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go out with him for a walk."

"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded and left from Feng Aotian's arms, and the two flew away.

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at the two leaving figures, his grim countenance flashed darkly, "Let's go, isn't it only two days?" Turned around and walked outside the house.

"Huh?" Lan Jingshu was still immersed in Shi Cai Ye Meixi's words, raising his eyes to look at the figure of Mu Hanyao who had left, "Oh."

Then tidy up all the files and move away.

Xing Wuyun lay bored on the soft couch, and finally he was the only one left, with Erlang's legs tilted, his head resting on his hands, "Jingxi, bring wine."

"Master Xing, you drank all the wine yesterday." Jingxi replied respectfully at the door.

Xing Wuyun's face was startled, "Why is there only so little? Didn't it mean there are many?"

"That jar of wine seems to have been brought by the prince from the capital on a special trip. There is only one jar." Jingxi quickly replied.

Xing Wuyun was silent for a moment, then got up, suddenly a little annoyed. The regent actually played him. It turned out that she had planned it a long time before using wine to trap him here. Thinking of this, she immediately got down on a soft couch with a fierce face. Guang, "Go to the best restaurant and buy two jars of good wine for my son."

"Yes." Jingxi was shocked. He didn't expect that Young Master Xing, who had always been kind and smiling, would have such a shocked side, turned around and hurried away.

Xing Wuyunfu lay back on the soft couch again, "It's useless to be trapped. That Wei Zimo has a bad temper. If he doesn't come, he will definitely not come."

Feng Aotian walked to a beautiful place with Ye Meixi, turned his eyes, looked at him, "Why choose Ming?"

"Do you think Meixi is willing to say it? It's not for the sake of the Lord to let others read about the good of the Lord." Ye Meixi stretched out his hand and took Feng Aotian into his arms, "I'm afraid that I will leave by myself. People who can use it, I can’t do much to help the Lord here, and I hope that the people you like can appreciate your kindness and help you, so the Lord won’t have to work so hard.”

Listening to Ye Meixi's words, Feng Aotian felt warm in his heart. He embraced him and leaned against his arms, "I will leave when I know you."

"Well, they came to pick me up." Even though Ye Meixi had a lot of reluctance in her heart, she waited until this day after all.

Feng Aotian left his embrace, raised his eyes, and looked at his glamorous and enchanting face, "Master will be with you these past two days."

"Okay." Ye Meixi squeezed her hand, "Let's go to Caoyun."

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"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Isn't he going to see that woman?" Ye Meixi said, holding her hand and flying away.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth. Perhaps, at this time, she knew that someone could know her joy, anger, sorrow, and joy so well. It was so gratifying to know her thoughts.

The two immediately fell into the courtyard of Caoyun and saw Le Ling crying by the window.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and came to her, "Le Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian with tears even more, and cried, "Master..." He got up and fell into her arms.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and patted her back gently, "Le Ling, what happened?"

"Tui Er died and was killed by Er Niang." Le Ling cried sadly.

Feng Aotian looked at her, "When did you find it?"

Ye Meixi looked at the woman in front of her, and quickly stepped forward and took Feng Aotian into her arms, separated from her.

Le Ling raised his eyes and looked at the hostility shown in Ye Meixi's eyes to her. He quickly calmed his emotions and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I just discovered it."

"Don't be sad, everything will calm down." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Are you all ready?"

"Yeah." Le Ling nodded, "everything is waiting for your instructions from the lord."

"Okay, don't be too sad, this queen will come again." Feng Aotian said softly while looking at Le Ling.

Le Ling nodded, slightly blessed, "Le Ling is rude."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian wanted to step forward to help her back to the room, but was taken into her arms by Ye Meixi.

Feng Aotian thought that he had only been with him for only two days, so depending on his temperament, he continued, "The king will leave first."

After that, the two flew away.

Le Ling watched the figure leave, silent for a long time.

Feng Aotian took Ye Meixi along the streets of Lianghuai. Because of their appearance, they attracted the attention of countless people. However, Ye Meixi held Feng Aotian's hand unscrupulously, except when The regent of the dynasty, who had the courage, the two men walked so intimately in broad daylight.

Feng Aotian was a little helpless, thinking that this was the first time for her, but seeing Ye Meixi's stubbornness, he followed his will.

After a while, I heard someone whispering, "Really the world is getting worse."

"You said these two are very beautiful. If they were seen by the regent, would they beat the mandarin ducks and bring them into the harem together?"

"I think it will."

"Haha, aren't the two of them a pair of fateful mandarin ducks?"

Ye Meixi listened, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "He was right. Meixi and his master are fateful mandarin ducks."

Feng Aotian's eyes flickered, staring at him. Perhaps at this moment, she had a slight urge to keep him by her side, but there was so much helplessness in this world that he could not let go of him. There are also her concerns.

Ye Meixi could understand Feng Aotian's painstaking efforts, and the reason why she understood and could see through was she unknowingly fascinated by her, so that she was so deeply trapped and unable to extricate herself.

The two wandered on the bustling streets, admiring the scenery in front of them, while others regarded them as the scenery.

Suddenly, one person rushed up and knelt on the ground quickly, "See the regent for the next official!"

As soon as the words came out, the huge streets were silent for a moment. Then, the people turned pale with fright and quickly knelt on the ground and shouted in unison, "See the Regent! The Lord Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

Feng Aotian was about to reply, when she saw someone rushing over with a kitchen knife, Ye Meixi quickly blocked her, stretched out her hand to block the kitchen knife, and kicked the person down.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw that the kitchen knife pierced Ye Meixi's arm. Her eyes became cold, and she slapped the person lying on the ground with a palm, "Looking for death!"

Immediately afterwards, she heard a scream of killing, and suddenly hundreds of people in black attacked her. The people fled in fright and the scene was very chaotic.

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "Why are you so stupid, he can't hurt him."

"Even if the master of martial arts is strong, Meixi hopes to be able to rush in front and block for you." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, leaving the blood on his arm without paying attention.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, pressed her wound, and said solemnly, "Kill, don't leave one."

"Yes." Po replied in a deep voice, and immediately saw a cloud of black mist sweeping over the whole street.

Feng Aotian embraced Ye Meixi, flew away and returned to the row.

The prosperous streets in the past turned into a sea of ​​blood in an instant, with debris everywhere, no doubt no longer a reminder of the fierce fighting that just happened.

A touch of red enchanting standing in this largest restaurant, beautiful eyes, with invisible clouds and mist, just like his face under the veil.

"Master, this regent's method is really cruel." The guard on the side whispered.

"It's just that they don't know how to live or die." Wei Zimo looked indifferently, opened his lips lightly, and then turned around lightly.

Xing Wuyun was drinking wine and lying comfortably on the soft couch. Suddenly, the room was kicked open, and he saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face and Ye Meixi's arms dripping with blood.

He quickly got up from the soft couch, threw the hip flask aside, and looked at Feng Aotian, "That... the minister is going to get the medicine for gold creation."

After that, he turned around and walked out, looking at Jingxi, "Where is Jinchuangyao?"

"It seems to be in this room." Jingxi quickly took Xing Wuyun over.

Xing Wuyun pushed open the door, rushed in, saw a few porcelain vases on the side, found Jinchuang medicine, and turned back.

Feng Aotian tore the clothes on Ye Meixi's arm, looking at the cut, a cold light flashed under his eyes, "Master said, your body is yours, you are not allowed to be touched, you are now injured. How can I punish you?"

The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth evoked a fascinating smile, "Let me take care of it."

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, and Xing Wuyun quickly handed her Jinchuangyao. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Go get a basin of water."

At this time, Jingxi had already brought the water in, and Xing Wuyun quickly took the water and put it in one place.

Feng Aotian picked up the cotton cloth, moistened it, and cleaned the wound for Ye Meixi, raised his eyes, his eyes facing each other, the corners of his mouth were always smiling, and his beautiful eyes were slightly curved. Style.

After the medicine is applied, he will be bandaged, "I don't know how to cherish my body in front of my master, what if I go back?"

"I'll take care of it." Ye Meixi looked at her, "It's all right, it's just a small injury."

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and covered his body with thin quilt, "Raise, you are not allowed to go anywhere in these two days."

"Master, stay with me." Ye Meixi said, holding her hand.

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "Okay, there is nothing to do with you here."

Xing Wuyun suddenly felt that Feng Aotian meant to cross the river and demolish the bridge. He took a deep look at her, and then took the hip flask and left the room, went to the pavilion last night and sat down, drinking himself.

In the palace, because Mu Hanjin did not go to the early court yesterday, two days of memorials were accumulated without approval. Mu Hanjin finished approving memorials overnight and placed them in front of Feng Yinqi the next morning.

Feng Yinqi looked at the mountain of papers piled up in front of him, picked up the most important review, and did the rest according to Mu Hanjin's intention. In these few days, the early days without the regent seemed easier than ever. Many, Baiguan feels more like returning to spring from winter.

After the early dynasty, Feng Yinqi deliberately asked Mu Hanjin to stay in the Jinluan Hall, "Mu Yushi, did you take a leave of absence if you did not go to the early dynasty yesterday?"

"Enlighten the emperor, the matter is urgent, and the minister will have time to take leave in the future." Mu Hanjin replied warmly, wearing a purple official gown, her face like a crown.

"What's the urgent matter?" Feng Yinqi also asked in a low voice with a calm face.

"It's about the prince's safety, so I didn't apply for leave in time." Mu Hanjin replied directly.

A look of worry flashed in Feng Yinqi's eyes, "Uncle Wang is all right?"

"Fortunately, there is no danger." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, "The emperor, if there are no other important matters, the minister will resign first."

"Retreat." Feng Yinqi waved his hand and watched Mu Hanjin's departure. There was a touch of sadness on her immature face. He sighed, got up from the dragon chair, and walked out of the Jinluan Temple indifferently.

In the government office, Lan Jingshu questioned all the officials one by one. Under the scorching sun, all the officials who were executed since that day have arrived.

After the last interrogation experience, Lan Jingshu is now even more handy, showing a fierce spirit, and reviewing one by one.

Mu Hanyao stood on the spot, looked into the distance, thinking about the current situation. It has been three days in Lianghuai, but many things have happened. He feels that he is more suitable to fight on the battlefield instead of investigating these intrigues here. Conspiracy tricks.

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi with a smile in her eyes, with a faint warm light in her heart. Perhaps, no one has ever stood in front of her desperately. She has been running around since she was reborn. In the days of calculating and planning, she has to shuttle between them constantly, but she wants to attract useful talents. What she does has nothing to do with feelings.

For Ye Meixi, she had a calculation, but, what happened today, she looked at him, "You actually know why I let you go back."

"I understand." Ye Meixi nodded and looked at her, "This is my choice."

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand tightly, clever as he was, how could he not know that he would drown out his brilliance, but he wanted to stay by her side so capriciously, but the current situation and situation , Even if he stayed by his side, he would not make a difference, he would carry hatred and regret, and she would be less helpful.

"Master, all assassins are resolved." Poo's voice sounded.

A cold light shattered from Feng Aotian's eyes, "Did you chop off their right arms?"

"Following the master's order, they were all cut down." Po Leng said.

"Okay, put it on that street, no one is allowed to collect the corpse," Feng Aotian said coldly, "This king wants to let them know what they are going to do when they dare to assassinate in the street."

"Yes." Po answered.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Ye Meixi, "Lord's person, if anyone dares to hurt, let him break his bones every inch."

Ye Meixi knew Feng Aotian's temper. In this position, if he was not ruthless, it would be someone else's ruthlessness to him. The reason why he fell to this point was just because he was not ruthless enough.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Meixi's cheek, "Close your eyes and sleep."

"Good." Ye Meixi nodded, slowly closed her eyes, still holding her hand, and fell asleep peacefully.

After Mu Hanjin went to court, he went to the Inspectorate, and everything was as usual. After he finished his official duties, he returned to the Prince Regent’s Mansion. Just returning to Qinghui Pavilion, he felt a pain in his heart and spit out a mouthful of blood. , He fell to the ground.

Leng Qianye was reading a book, and seeing Mu Hanjin like this, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up. He couldn't help sighing, "Why are you?"

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "It's okay."

Following Leng Qianye's strength, he got up and went back to the house, "Brother Leng, are you well?"

"Well, it's better." Leng Qianye nodded and looked at Mu Hanjin's somewhat pale face.

Mu Hanjin then sat cross-legs, exercise healing, Leng Qianye looked at him, shook his head, turned around, left the house, walked into the courtyard, looked at the scenery in front of him, and suddenly couldn't let out a frustrated breath, lifted his palm. A palm hit the fake stone in front of him, and with a sound, the whole stone was shattered.