This Lord is Too Cruel

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him. The firmness in his eyes was still expectant. She moved her mind, stretched out her hand and held him tightly in her arms, "Did you think about it?"

"Well, what about the prince?" When he decided to leave, he had already made a decision.

"When you return, Jiangshan will be hired, and the Lord will marry you." Feng Aotian answered solemnly, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Ye Meixi smiled lightly and met her lips. At this moment, he had hope of living and thought of expecting. He swears that he will live, no matter how treacherous the road ahead, he will live with his teeth, for She changed herself more.

Before dawn the next day, Ye Meixi looked at the peaceful sleeping face beside her and smiled slightly. It seemed that a thousand words were transformed into this bright smile. He leaned forward and fell on her lips. A faint kiss, with dissatisfaction and hope for her, got out of the bed, still in the bright red shirt, his body was burning, showing a thousand graces, he slowly left the house, stepped out of the house, and saw Mu Hanyao stood vigil in the courtyard.

Mu Hanyao looked at him, but was speechless, just nodding slightly.

Ye Meixi stepped forward and looked ahead, "In your eyes, maybe she is just a cruel king, but in my eyes, she is a person more important than my life. Some things can be lost if you lose them. It’s also irreversible. If you discover your sincerity one day, take it well."

After he said, he turned his eyes, pursed his delicate lips, tapped his toes lightly, and flew away.

Mu Hanyao's expression turned dark and dark as he listened to him. I don't know when Feng Aotian was already standing next to him, "He's gone."

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at her brows with a touch of sadness and dismay, he couldn't help asking, "Where did you go?"

"Go where he should go, maybe...in this life I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet again." Feng Aotian looked at the enchanting figure that had long since disappeared, and for the first time felt that parting was so reluctant to leave. .

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she turned around indifferently, "He is working hard for his master, and he can't just complain about himself like this."

Mu Hanyao watched her as she stepped into the room, and her figure paused, a dullness flashed across her cold eyes, then she stepped up and followed.

Ye Meixi landed on the bank of the river lightly, and someone had prepared a horse and was waiting.

"See your maidservant." The two women knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes.

"Get up." It was still the handsome and enchanting body, but with the inviolable majesty and majesty. He stood with his hand held down, and then faded the bright red gown on his body and replaced it with a dark red brocade robe.

A pair of beautiful eyes is no longer ten thousand styles, but it is mysterious and incomprehensible, lightly waved the robe, flew on the horse, blinked, glanced at the direction of the row, a charming smile at the corner of the mouth, and then turned around , His eyes were cold, and he rode away.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao, "Let's go to the water with your master."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Lan Jing said respectfully. Now, seeing that there are fewer people beside Feng Aotian, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

Xing Wuyun leaned aside consciously, anyway, the matter had nothing to do with him.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, "You too."

Xing Wuyun shrugged and went as he pleased, without losing a piece of meat.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and walked out of the corridor, and the group headed towards Cao Yun mightily.

Inside the carriage, Feng Aotian closed his eyes and rested. These days, he was used to having a warm embrace next to him. At this meeting, he suddenly felt a little empty and inevitably a little lost.

Lan Jingshu and Xing Wuyun also sat quietly, silent.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Lan Jingshu into his arms, but felt that this hug was not a familiar feeling, but he was unwilling to let go. Something is better than nothing.

Lan Jingshu stiffly leaned against his arms, raised his eyes, and looked interested in Shang Xing Wuyun. His gentle eyes flashed a touch of discomfort for the first time, then raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely.

Xing Wuyun chuckled his lips and smiled casually, and then stopped teasing him, but leaned back in the carriage, raised the driving curtain, and looked at the scenery outside.

Because of the last assassination, no one dared to collect corpses in the entire bustling street, and the stench of corrosive corpses permeated all around. The old street has now become a dead street and no one cares about it. Of course, this place The shops on the street were all bought by Wei Zimo, and now, there is no one.

Wei Zimo is still growing up in the elegant room between Yuli and the restaurant. He just meets Xing Wuyun’s eyes, facing each other. Xing Wuyun smiles at Wei Zimo, but his eyes are filled with threats, and then he puts them down. Turning his eyes, Feng Aotian stared at him meaningfully.

He raised his voice and laughed, "Master, why do you look at the courtier like this?"

"This king is just looking at the outside scenery." Feng Aotian said lightly, then lowered his eyes and looked at the Lan Jingshu in his arms, and Ye Meixi's light smile appeared in his mind again.

She curled her eyebrows and closed her eyes again.

Lan Jingshu raised her eyes to see her emotions in full view, but there was a loss in her heart for no reason. In the heart of the regent, what is he?

Of course Xing Wuyun understood the meaning of Feng Aotian's words, that was what he saw only when she saw what she saw. Thinking about this, she couldn't help but be a little curious, what exactly did the regent play?

As the group walked slowly to the Caoyun Mansion, a woman about 30 years old led a crowd waiting outside the mansion.

Feng Aotian got out of the carriage leisurely and stood with her hand on her back. The woman in front of him knelt down immediately, "See the regent for women of the village! The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

"Well, get up." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then stepped towards the mansion.

The woman smiled, and suddenly raised her eyes to meet Xing Wuyun who had come down from the carriage. A panic flashed between her eyebrows, and then she was brutal and resentful.

Xing Wuyun obviously didn't expect such a look in her eyes. Obviously, she was a little inexplicable. Shouldn't he be affectionate to him?

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, "Do you know why this king is here?"

"People's women don't know." The woman in front of her bowed her head and replied.

"Lan Yushi, let's talk about it." Feng Aotian said coldly.

Lan Jingshu immediately took a few steps forward, "The official salt was robbed three months ago. Now, after the official's investigation, some people confessed, the water transport colluded with the bandits, and the official salt was sold."

"Guard, the water transport has been innocent for a hundred years, and has never done anything that violates the court's laws. Even if someone makes a confession, it is a framing." The woman in front of her said quickly.

"Really?" Feng Aotian sneered, "Who are you? Why didn't Caoyun's gang leader come out to welcome this king?"

"The women of the people are helping the lord in the house, and helping the lord to be ill. Now she is unconscious and unable to come out to welcome the prince, and ask the prince to forgive her sin." The woman immediately replied.

"Oh, it turned out to be the wife of the gang leader." Feng Aotian also raised his voice, "This king met Miss Le Ling many years ago and became a close friend. How can I not see her present now?"

"The little girl had a bad illness half a month ago. The disease came suddenly, but now she has not healed, so she is inconvenienced to come to welcome the prince." The woman was taken aback, her eyes flashed coldly, and she whispered back.

"Really?" Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Since Miss Le Ling is inconvenient to come to see the king, then the king had to visit Miss Le Ling in person."

"This..." The woman was a little embarrassed, "The little girl's disease is an infectious disease. If the prince goes..."

"Don't be afraid." Feng Aotian waved his hand, and then took the lead to walk inward. After a few steps, he turned around and looked at the woman in front of him, "Not leading the way."

"Yes." The woman responded quickly, and then walked forward.

"Search!" Lan Jingshu next to him immediately ordered.

The woman glanced at Xing Wuyun who followed immediately, her eyes flashed a little inquisitively, thinking why the regent didn't break her immediately, and blamed her for underestimating the enemy.

Feng Aotian was about to take a few steps forward, when he saw Le Ling approaching her gracefully.

The woman raised her eyes, looked at Le Ling, a cold stern flashed under her eyes, then stepped forward, and said quickly, "Ling'er, why did you come out before your body is healed?"

Le Ling looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes faint, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "For the girl, see the regent."

"Miss Le Ling, this king is also an old friend with you. I heard that you are slightly sick, so I came to see you." Feng Aotian stepped forward, a soft light flashed in his eyes, and said kindly.

Xing Wuyun on the side looked at such a scene, and suddenly the corners of her mouth twitched. She invited herself to watch the show, and then leaned aside boredly, then looked at the county lord Min Xi beside Le Ling, and couldn't help but I think this woman is really stupid. She has died once. How can she be so stupid?

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao stood in the hall, ordering people to search the entire mansion. Turning their eyes, they saw Feng Aotian and a beautiful-looking woman standing in the same place. The two looked at each other and lost their hearts. His mind continues to be busy.

Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, then knelt in front of her, "The prince, the girl has a grievance."

"Ms. Le Ling, please, what's wrong, but it's okay." Feng Aotian quickly helped Le Ling up and asked softly.

Le Ling then presented the complaint to Feng Aotian, "This is the pleading paper of the people."

Feng Aotian took the paper, opened it and scanned it, then raised his eyes and looked at Le Ling, "Is there any evidence for this?"

"The evidence is on her." Le Ling raised his hand and pointed to the woman beside her, her eyes flashed coldly, "She is not the second mother of the people's daughter, but is prone to fakes."

"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, I am your second mother, how can I easily fake?" The woman showed surprise and looked at Le Ling.

"Whether it's true or not, you will know it by inspection." Le Ling said, and stretched out his hand to tear off the skin of the woman, but she was blocked by her hand.

The other gangs standing in the Caoyun Mansion looked at the sudden situation in front of them, and stood in astonishment, wondering how this could happen.

The woman in front of her immediately tore off her face, revealing her beautiful appearance, but there was another scar on one side of her cheek, which was very eye-catching.

"Princess Min Xi, don't come unharmed." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

The woman in front of her snorted coldly, "I have been waiting for you to come to the door, even if I know it is a dead end, I will die with you."

Princess Min Xi said coldly, and then pulled off the clothes on her body, all the syringes installed on her were one by one, and then pulled hard, and countless silver needles were shot at her.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to fly away, but he saw Le Ling push her away and block her in front of her, "Master, be careful."

Feng Aotian was shocked suddenly, countless silver needles pierced Le Ling's body, she hurried forward and took her into her arms.

Princess Min Xi laughed loudly, then took out the dagger in his hand and stabbed Feng Aotian, but was kicked away by Xing Wuyun.

"Why?" Princess Minxi looked at Xing Wuyun frantically, vomiting blood, crawling on the ground and staring at Xing Wuyun.

"I won't let you hurt her." Xing Wuyun suppressed his cynical smile for the first time, and said coldly.

Princess Min Xi's pretty face was covered with a layer of gloom, with a deep hatred, "I want to kill her, she damn!"

"You are too stupid, you can't kill her at all." Xing Wuyun said coldly, turning around and not looking at her.

Princess Min Xi was taken aback again, looking at Feng Aotian, there was hatred between her eyes, "Why? Why?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, a cold light shattered from Feng's eyes, and his palm sucked, and the dagger kicked off by Xing Wuyun fell into her palm. When the palm moved, the dagger pierced into the mouth of Princess Min Xi and penetrated directly.

She dared not open her eyes wide, waiting for Feng Aotian to die unwillingly.

Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling who was dying in her arms, her body was covered with countless poisonous needles, "This king can avoid it, you don't have to."

Le Ling smiled lightly, "Master, Le Ling can die in your arms. This is the most correct decision I have made in my life, and it is also the happiest time for me."

"Le Ling, this king is not worth it." Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling in front of her. She remembered in her mind that when she met her, it was just a joke, but it made her think about it for five years. , But was willing to sacrifice her life for this person who had never put her in her heart. At this moment, she felt sad for the first time.

Le Ling tried her best to raise her hand, trying to touch her face. This is her hope and expectation for the past five years. Even if the world scolds her for being cruel, even if the world scolds her for being cruel, but, she knows, The person in front of me has a warm heart.

"Master, Le Ling understands, everything understands, you always have a person in your heart, and that person is no longer in the world, so you will become like this, but I do not complain, nor hate, I am glad to meet you, Now, I have no... regrets." Le Ling smiled lightly, and whispered his thoughts over the years.

The breeze blew, and light pink petals fluttered in the air, just like the thoughtful woman in her arms. After all, she closed her eyes and a drop of tears fell on the ground. The corner of her mouth was smiling and she quietly passed away.

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in her arms. It turned out that in these lonely years, there was another person who was silently reading her. Feng Aotian took her into her arms and whispered in her ear, "May you I can see her in the sky."

Xing Wuyun stood on the spot, looking at the fallen woman in front of him, and then at Feng Aotian, Le Ling's words lingered in his mind, this cruel, changeable person, has always been in love with someone in his heart? That person is dead? So, who is it?

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao didn't know when they had already stood by her side, and Le Ling's last words were like a needle pierced in their hearts. Maybe they really saw her wrong.

"My lord, official salt was found in the back mountain secret road." A soldier came to report.

Mu Hanyao returned to his senses and looked at Lan Jingshu beside him, "Bring them all out."

"Yes." The soldier took the order and then retreated.

"Master." Lan Jingshu slowly knelt down and looked at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Do you think it is ridiculous that someone would die for this king without any regrets?"

Lan Jingshu was silent. If one day encounters such a situation, what would he do? Will he rush forward without hesitation? However, when the incident happened, Shi Cai's first thought was that the regent is omnipotent, and she naturally had a plan and would not be hurt.

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's words, yes, if he was the second brother, he would definitely stand in front of her desperately, so what about being himself? He is not sure, maybe at that moment, he will too, don't ask him why, he doesn't know.

Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed with coldness, at this moment, he was just an outsider.

Feng Aotian picked up Le Ling and said, "Collect the official salt and put it in the government office, and leave everything else to you."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu whispered.

Xing Wuyun watched her leaving. He unknowingly followed until he walked out of the government office and came to a secluded place. She laid down Le Ling's body and buried her in the dust with her own hands, but did not erect a monument.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The mask has been worn for a long time, it should be put down for a while, otherwise, it will suffocate."

Xing Wuyun remained silent and stood beside her, watching her lonely and endlessly lonely. At this moment, he felt the same way. Does he have the courage to take off the mask?

I don’t know when the sky floated with a drizzle, and it fell on the two of them, as if they were covered by clouds and mist, endless sorrow...

Feng Aotian took a deep breath and restrained her emotions. Suddenly she felt that she was intentional, but she could still be sad. She turned her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "You go."

"Prince, the courtier doesn't want to leave now." Xing Wuyun was startled slightly, with a bohemian smile on his mouth, said.

"It's the king who decides whether to go or not." Feng Aotian said solemnly, then turned around, tapped his toes, and flew away.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's figure and laughed. His biggest advantage is Xing Wuyun's stalking. Feng Aotian undoubtedly made him curious. He wanted to know that what she really was hiding under the mask was how is it like.

Feng Aotian stopped paying attention to him, and went back to his chase. Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu had returned and were waiting for her in the house.

"Is everything done?" Feng Aotian entered, with moisture on his body, and just sat down.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward and looked at her as usual. For some reason, he suddenly had an urge to take her into his arms, but finally his reason had overcome everything. He reported in a deep voice, "Master, Official salt is now only half left."

"Transport this half back to the capital, and take the remaining half back." Feng Aotian continued.

"The prince meant that the other half is still there?" Lan Jingshu stepped forward, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Feng Aotian used his internal strength to dry the moisture on his body, and said coldly, "How many horses are there now?"

"Master, now there are fifty thousand left, and all fifty thousand left are executed." Po Lengsheng reported.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Fifty thousand horses let you take back to the border, are you willing?"

There was a glimmer of light in Mu Hanyao's eyes. Now it is the time to use soldiers. How long will it take him to recruit 50,000 horses? Thinking of this, he hurriedly replied, "The prince may leave it to the minister."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him, "These fifty thousand horses, you will train this king to be a good soldier with one enemy and one hundred."

"Yes, the minister obeyed." Mu Hanyao replied in a loud voice, leading soldiers to fight is his strength.

Feng Aotian asked again, "How much grain and grass have been seized?"

"It can be used for border customs for more than a year." Po immediately replied.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Now that you have all the food and grass for soldiers, horses, and horses, you are worthy of this trip."

auzw.com"Yes." Mu Hanyao suddenly felt that the hard work of these few days was worth it, it was too worth it, fifty thousand horses, a year of food and grass, thinking of this place, he was grim The face is also rare to show a touch of brightness.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "I forgot what the master said and wanted to laugh, so I went to laugh."

After Mu Hanyao listened, he shut up and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Why are you still here."

Xing Wuyun looked like a rascal, and then leaned on the soft couch to the side, "The minister is not willing to go now. It is much better to stay here than to stay with the black hearted person."

Feng Aotian waved at him with a palm, "Master will not keep you."

"Prince, if you don't keep courtiers, you can't let that person come here obediently." Xing Wuyun quickly said a favorable bargaining chip.

Feng Aotian's eyes were faint, and his handsome face was as usual and gloomy. "Master will stay in Lianghuai for two days at most. If you can let him visit, Master will let you stay here."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun responded happily, then turned around and left unhurriedly.

Lan Jingshu looked suspiciously at the back of Xing Wuyun leaving, thinking what happened to him? These days, I was thinking about leaving, but now, I am stuck and not leaving?

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "Re-adjust the officials here. Now, how many officials can be dispatched?"

"There are only forty officials left in Lianghuai." Lan Jingshu replied, and Lianghuai was the top priority. Now there are no officials to dispatch. How can this be done?

Feng Aotian thought that the imperial examination was only one month away. Even if there is fresh blood, it still needs training. Now, forty people?

"Yan Yan has been working with you on the case these few days, what do you think?" Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and suddenly thought of this person.

"Awaiting experience." Lan Jingshu continued.

"You also need to experience, promote him to be a general transfer officer, and you will directly manage the Lianghuai and listen to your deployment." Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Yes, the minister obeyed." Lan Jingshu replied respectfully, thinking about how to deploy officials.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "There are also capable people among the forty people. Yan Ji should be the most familiar with it. You can let him deploy and you do the final review. At this time, it will be done tomorrow."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu quickly responded, and then retired.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "In the past two days, you will prepare and take in those 50,000 horses. If they don’t listen to them, you will kill them. Even if you kill 40,000, you still have Ten thousand, but also to train the elite for this king."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice.

She looked at him, "Come here."

Mu Hanyao was slightly startled, raised his eyes, and met her cold eyes. He lowered his eyes and approached her step by step. Feng Aotian did not embrace him in his arms, but pointed his finger beside him, "Sit down. under."

Mu Hanyao sat down, Feng Aotian leaned slightly to his side, leaning on his broad shoulders, she closed her eyes slightly, "Master is tired, let him rely on it."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao's thoughts moved, but he sat like a rock, without a trace of shaking, his eyes looked straight ahead.

Inside the house is silent, drizzle outside, green smoke curls...

Inside the palace, the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan was shocked when he heard the report from the spies, "What? Lost?"

"Yes." The spy replied, kneeling on the ground.

"What about Peony? Where is it?" Xing Zhi asked coldly, her eyes filled with panic.

"The whereabouts of one hundred thousand horses were slaughtered and fifty thousand were slaughtered. The remaining fifty thousand were gathered. The grain, grass, and official salt were all found, and Princess Min Xi died." The spy replied immediately.

"It's over, everything is over." Xing Zhiyan sat down in a daze with a trance.

"The empress mother, there is still room for reversal in this matter." Guo Hui flashed a glimmer of light on the side, and said quickly.

"Is there any room for reversal?" Xing Zhiyan held her forehead feebly, all her hard work over the years was wasted.

"The queen mother, all the clues are broken. It seems that the peony has not fallen into the hands of the regent. It seems that even if they suspect the queen mother, there is no evidence." Guo Hui quickly reminded.

"Yeah, how could I forget this." Xing Zhiyan quickly calmed his frustrated mood, "Go to Peony, and you must find Peony back."

"Yes." The spy replied in a deep voice.

Xing Zhiyan is still worried, "Now that the incident in the Huaihe River has been exposed and the entire army of 100,000 horses has been wiped out, what shall we do in the future?"

"Everything is waiting for the Lord." Guo Hui said immediately.

At this moment, a black shadow fell, and Xing Zhiyan was shocked, and quickly knelt on the ground, "Subordinates, see the Lord."

"Trash." Sombra stood with his hands behind his back, and shouted coldly with his back to Xing Zhiyan.

"The subordinates are unfavorable, please be punished by the master." Xing Zhiyan lowered his head and whispered.

"The Lianghuai incident is just the beginning. In the future, you have to be more careful. It seems that she is going to fight back." Heiying said solemnly.

"Yes, my subordinates will be extremely careful in the future." Xing Zhiyan responded quickly, and he was relieved immediately.

"The little emperor's business, can you finish it?" Sombra asked immediately.

"It has been done, everything will be in these two days." Xing Zhiyan said immediately.

"Well, when the little emperor dies, do you know what to do?" Sombra said immediately.

"Subordinates understand." Xing Zhiyan responded with a cold stern flash in his eyes.

The dark shadow flew away and left. Xing Zhiyan raised his eyes and looked at the disappearing figure. He took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked at Guo Hui, "How many days are there?"

"Only these two days." Guo Hui continued.

"Well, Qi'er, don't blame the mother, this is your life." Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes, looked into the distance, and said quietly.

Inside the palace, Feng Yinqi drank the soup medicine tonight, and suddenly felt annoyed. He lay weakly on the dragon couch, raised his eyes, and in a daze, he saw Feng Aotian's figure, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. "Uncle Wang...Uncle Wang..."

"The emperor..." Telford called worriedly from the side.

Feng Yinqi didn't seem to hear him, but he still called out in a daze.

Feng Aotian slowly opened her eyes, raised them, and saw Mu Hanyao sitting motionless by her side. The corner of her mouth curled up with a touch of relief, and she took out the jade pendant in her arms, "Wear this moment on her body."

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes, took the jade pendant in her hand, stroked slowly with his slender fingers, then put it in his arms, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at him still looking like this, then got up, "Do you miss home?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao never lied, then nodded.

"Is it good for you to come back?" Feng Aotian asked tentatively.

"The minister is used to life in the military camp, and returning to Beijing is just to visit relatives." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, not knowing what she meant, and continued.

"Well, if you don't see this king for several years in the future, will you think of this king?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stared at him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao pondered for a moment, as if thinking, then nodded.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, "How much do you want to?"

Mu Hanyao met her eyes, as if a faint soft light flashed across, he raised his eyebrows, and responded calmly, "I don't know."

Feng Aotian smiled, and then leaned on his shoulder, "However, you must come back."

Mu Hanyao was taken aback, lowered his eyes and looked at her, somewhat puzzled.

"However, not now." Feng Aotian had already planned, Ye Meixi returned to Wuyue Kingdom, if he succeeded, then she would have a great help invisibly. Now, the entire economy is not in her hands, behind Xing Zhiyan The person who hasn't appeared yet, what exactly they want to do, she still doesn't know, everything is changing rapidly, she needs someone to stand by her side and help her.

Mu Hanyao didn't know what she was thinking about, but no matter what she was thinking about, all he could do was guard the border and not let the enemy country invade.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, thoughtfully.

Xing Wuyun landed lightly, and from a distance he saw a man in red with enchanting standing holding his hand. He stepped forward and stood three steps away from him, "Are you not going to see her?"

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?" Wei Zimo's tone was extremely weak, his eyes always looking forward.

"No, it's just that I have seen you have no business these days, so I came to take care of it." Xing Wuyun leaned on his side, leaning against the peach blossom tree, smiling openly.

"It's not bad." Wei Zimo said casually, turning around slowly, and walking into the house.

"She will return to Beijing the next day. If you don't go, I can't help." Although Xing Wuyun can't see his mind, some things can still be understood. He has never been a boring person.

Seeing him silently, Xing Wuyun entered the house and stopped talking, then yawned, then returned to his house, lying on the bed, the figure of Feng Aotian dangling in his mind, this person , He became more and more interested.

When Lan Jing returned to Xingyuan, he saw the scene of Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao cuddling each other, his eyes flashed indifferently, he looked down, and entered, "Master, everything is done."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "All the files in the Lianghuai area these days are sorted out, and there is the list."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, and then went to the book case and began to sort it out.

Feng Aotian didn't speak any more, and the rushing these few days made her a little tired.

In the Prince Regent’s mansion, Mu Hanjin's long body was on the stone bridge, his eyes closed slightly, and he was blowing on the jade flute. He knew everything about Feng Aotian there, and Ye Meixi's departure was what he expected , Also knows his identity, but why does he feel uneasy? There seems to be something unexpected.

Leng Qianye was practicing sword, listening to the disorder in his flute, immediately put away the sword, turned and fell in front of him, "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know, I always feel that something happened." Mu Hanjin has always been intuitive, "The prince will be back in two days."

"What about coming back?" Leng Qianye sneered, and suddenly remembered what she had said before leaving, why would he imprison him with the palace for two years?

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Brother Leng, in fact, the prince also has her pain. One day, you will know why she is like this."

Perhaps, he didn't know before, but he had been getting along these days, and the past he asked the people to check, he could vaguely guess the reason, everything was due to the word "love".

He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at him, finally helpless, "Why are you suffering?"

"It's a good thing to be able to be so painful." Mu Hanjin took out the silk kerchief from his arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He covered his heart and walked forward slowly.

Leng Qianye stepped forward and supported him, "You...what is so good about her..."

"I hope you will never see her in Halai." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "I said harsh words to Jing Shu when I went to the yard the other day."

"What did you say?" Leng Qianye looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"I said, let him not be tempted by the prince, otherwise I will kill him." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and said lightly. He didn't know why he had such a strong reaction. He couldn't see her beside him. There are others, he is really too selfish.

Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed, "Did you really say that?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded.

Leng Qianye's face became darker, "You are really hopeless."

"Haha..." Mu Hanjin smiled happily, "I really miss her now."

Leng Qianye sighed helplessly, and suddenly flashed in her mind that she had cut the blood to save him that day, and even fed him that day, raising her eyes, her face flashed unnaturally.

When Mu Hanjin saw Leng Qianye's strangeness, a small smile flashed across his mouth. Maybe he was too selfish. If he left, someone should accompany her, right?

Feng Aotian leaned against Mu Hanyao's arms, and felt a pain in her heart for no reason. She took out the kit from her arms and shone with light. She faintly sighed.

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Why does the prince sigh?"

"It's not for your uncomfortable brother." Feng Aotian said helplessly, "I guess, he vomited blood again today."

"He has never had the problem of vomiting blood?" Mu Hanyao listened, Jian eyebrows frowned.

Feng Aotian was also thinking, when will he vomit blood? No matter, I will return to Beijing in these two days. When that happens, I have to show him.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and remembered Mu Hanjin’s arrival. All this happened so fast that he was always caught off guard. It’s just, why, now, she is leaning on her in this way, but her heart is So peaceful?

Mu Hanjin was helped by Leng Qianye and stepped into the house. He was sitting down, and when he heard the return from the clansman, his eyes flashed coldly. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye.

"What's the matter?" Leng Qianye couldn't help asking as he watched his face condensed.

"Something happened." Mu Hanjin stood up abruptly, but felt dizzy and fell back to sit down again.

Leng Qianye supported him, "Can you go now?"

"No, I have to go to the palace." Mu Hanjin said, she got up and walked forward.

"I'll go with you." Leng Qianye finally couldn't bear it, helped him, walked out of the house, then tapped his toes and left the regent's palace.

"Boss, where are the two of them going? Do you want to keep up?" The guard whispered to Xiang Xiang's soul.

The soul looked at the hurried figure of Mu Hanjin leaving, and a flash of icy light flashed in his eyes, "Well, follow along, go and see what happened?"

"Yes." The dark guard took his orders, and immediately followed.

Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye flew to the entrance of the East Palace, and the guards stopped them, "Who is so bold in the palace!"

Mu Hanjin handed over the waist card, and the Guards recognized who it was at a glance, "Oh, it turned out to be Mu Yushi, but now it's late at night, if there is no emperor's edict, I dare not let you in. "

"It's an urgent matter. I have a token from the palace issued by the regent himself. If it is a major delay, can you afford it?" Mu Hanjin said in a calm voice from the past.

Looking at the cold light from Mu Hanjin, the Guards quickly bowed their heads, then turned sideways, "Mu Yushi, please!"

Leng Qianye helped Mu Hanjin enter the palace immediately, "Where to go?"

"Go to the Imperial Palace." Mu Hanjin said, and Leng Qianye flew to the Imperial Palace with him.

The dark guard flashed, and then immediately followed. When he saw the two enter the palace of the emperor, he immediately fell down. When he saw the situation in the palace, he was shocked and hurried back to report.

In less than a moment, he rushed back to the Prince Regent’s Mansion and told the soul of the news, and the soul hurriedly ordered the people to pass the news to the regent, “I hope the master will return to Beijing soon. It seems that this is a big change.”

At this moment, Feng Aotian is having dinner with Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu. In the past, Ye Meixi would always nag beside her, but now, it is so quiet that she is really a little boring, buried her head and quietly. Meal.

Lan Jingshu saw Feng Aotian's lack of interest, and naturally knew that because of Ye Meixi's absence, he stopped talking anymore.

Mu Hanyao looked at her like this. For some reason, he was a little displeased. He held up his chopsticks and put the vegetables in her bowl. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, suddenly surprised, but it was really rare to see. When Bingshan Wood also hurt people, she would pick up vegetables for her. Then, she picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, and by the way, she also gave Lan Jing a book. Looking at them, she rarely smiled. , "Eat it."

At this moment, Po's voice suddenly sounded, "Master, the emperor is dying!"

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