This Lord is Too Cruel

"The prince, he has nothing to do with the minister." Xing Wuyun took the cup in front of him and was about to pour tea.

But Feng Aotian took it over, "Why use the cup that the master used."

"No, the minister won't drink, and let the minister die of thirst." Xing Wuyun retracted his hand, looked at Feng Aotian, and said quietly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Then you will die of thirst." As she said, she threw the cup in her hand with a move of her wrist.

Xing Wuyun's figure flashed, and he put the cup firmly into his hand, with an open smile at the corner of his mouth, sat aside again, poured water, and took a sip.

Looking at Feng Aotian, "Prince, although the minister does not know why his martial arts are in the same school as the minister, the minister should know his identity."

"Listen to it." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, staring at the cup he was holding, drinking with relish.

"Has the prince heard about the origin of the two countries of Fengqi?" Xing Wuyun leaned against the soft couch, playing with the cup in his hand, but thoughtfully, why, the cup she used, the tea she drank was not So bitter?

"The origin of Fengqi and the two countries?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin.

Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, picked up the cup, filled Feng Aotian with tea, and then placed it in her hand. The two cuddled together, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, his elegant face was like jade. With a thin layer of soft light, he whispered, "The two countries of Fengqi were originally one country, and the origin was a sect called'Fengqi' five hundred years ago, and this sect is the master of two sects. , Is a man and a woman in charge of two major martial organizations, the male lead the phoenix and the female lead the habitat. Then, the Fengqi Kingdom was established, the men became the throne, and the women established the secret guards of the Fengqi Kingdom, and each generation of the dark masters The female inheritance. Three hundred years ago, the dark lord fell in love with the king of Qi at the time, and betrayed the emperor Fengqi at the time because of love. Since then, the country of Fengqi has been divided into the country of Fengqi and the country of Qi, and it is still today."

Feng Aotian listened carefully, "What does that have to do with the fake Feng Aoyun?"

"Less than one month after King Qi became emperor, this dark lord was killed by Emperor Qi. The dark guard in her hand disappeared overnight without a trace. Later, Emperor Qiguo sent people to search for it, but it was still fruitless. , This matter will not be resolved, and Feng Qiguo’s secret guard has never appeared again." Mu Hanjin said slowly, "Because, the dark master said when he died, three hundred years later, Feng Qihe, the emperor of Qiguo has been worried all day long because of this. The reason why the border wars have continued over the years is that Qiguo is afraid of responding to the words of the dark master. Therefore, he preemptively controls the country and merges Fengguo into the country."

"And then?" Feng Aotian asked next.

"Back then, Emperor Qi also cultivated his own dark guard secretly, and the dark master was the big disciple of the evil sect in the'Innocent Sect'." Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, "In this matter, Master Xing will be the prince. Undoubtedly."

Xing Wuyun's peach blossom eyes flickered, and then he put the tea cup on the low table, lying on his stomach, "'Innocent Gate' is divided into two main schools of good and evil. The so-called righteous and evil, righteous, means righteousness, and evil ones, which means evil thoughts. Back then, the evil sect was defeated by Zhengzong, and he left the sect in angrily. Later, the "Innocent Sect" only had the authentic sect, and the evil sect has since disappeared from the rivers and lakes."

"According to what you said, you are an authentic disciple of the'Innocent Sect', and that fake Feng Aoyun is a disciple of the'Innocent Sect' evil sect?" Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes flickered and asked Xing Wuyun.

"If he is or not, the minister doesn't know. After all, the evil sect has disappeared for three hundred years. If he is really a disciple of the evil sect, then he can't get rid of the Qiguo secret guard, but there is another possibility." Xing Wuyun Said slowly, "Actually, after the evil sect left the'Innocent Sect', the senior brother took his disciples and became the secret guards of Qiguo, while the disciples led by the second senior brother were independent sects. That is now, the world One of the three major pavilions is the Soul Eater Pavilion."

"Naturally, the secret guards of the habitation country will not easily appear in Fengguo, then do you mean that this person is the pavilion master of the Soul Eater Pavilion?" Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with condensation, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun Asked.

"In this way, it is." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Now that he knows his identity, then, prince, what about the broken snow lotus?"

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

"Naturally, picking up the sun is worse than hitting the sun." Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun knew that there was a spectrum, and hurriedly approached, said with a smile.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Have a drink with him?"

"Alright." Mu Hanjin responded softly.

Seeing this, Xing Wuyun immediately sank his face, "Master, isn't the broken snow lotus for the minister alone?"

"Master said, if you can find it, it will be yours alone, but..." Feng Aotian sighed, shaking his head.

"If there is a black heart in this world, the prince is first, and Wei Zimo is definitely second." Xing Wuyun suddenly nagged a little helplessly.

Feng Aotian glanced at Xing Wuyun, "Fetch wine with my master."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun quickly got up from the soft couch and left with Feng Aotian.

Mu Hanjin was about to follow, but Feng Aotian pushed him straight down on the bed and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Stay well for the master."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes blinked gently, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, "Okay."

Feng Aotian got up from him, turned around, and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was waiting impatiently at the entrance of the palace, with a touch of evil charm at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Xing Wuyun hurriedly flew up, and then they flew into the imperial palace. No one noticed, they fell into the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun followed Feng Aotian and walked forward, passing through the pavilion Langyuan, the rockery, the fragrance of flowers in the garden, and the tip of the willow on the moon, it was very quiet.

Feng Aotian was dressed in Mu Hanjin’s crescent white brocade robe. Her body was scorching, with a faint coldness. Xing Wuyun walked behind her, the moonlight shining on her, like a fairy under the moon, transcending the world, letting He looked stunned.

When the two of them walked through the flowers and stood beside the water pavilion Xiaoxie, Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The broken snow lotus is here."

Xing Wuyun stepped forward and looked at the Qinghu Bibo in front of him. He seemed to understand something. Just about to turn around, he was kicked by Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun struggled in the lake, turned around, a pair of bright eyes revealing grievance, "Master, this is the fourth time."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Broken Snow Lotus is in the lake. Find it for yourself, and I will take a break."

After speaking, he just sat in the pavilion on the side, enjoying the scenery in the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian not intending to go down to the lake to help him. He lowered his head and looked at the lake, although it is not big, but not small. Now, it is dead at night and the sky is cold and dew. He is soaked in the cold lake water by himself. When is it?

However, thinking of the only broken snow lotus in the world, he gritted his teeth and plunged into the lake. The lake was sparkling, and the moon shadow shone on the lake, making waves of ripples, very clean.

After a long time, Xing Wuyun didn’t find it. He hurriedly poked his head out of the lake, gasping for breath, and then plunged in. When he wanted to come out, he bowed his head and found that his feet were covered with seaweed. Entangling, how unable to break free, he suddenly felt very unlucky, sipping the lake water, even if he couldn't flop, he couldn't get rid of it. Gradually, his body sank into the lake.

Feng Aotian heard that there was no movement on the lake. After waiting for a long time, he still did not see Xing Wuyun's figure. He tapped his toes and flew into the lake. After swimming in the lake for a long time, he discovered that he was sinking slowly. Figure.

Xing Wuyun felt that he was going to drown in the lake. He lowered his head, but found that there was a wine bottle at his feet. He stretched out his hand excitedly, and tried his last bit of strength to pull the wine bottle into his arms. In, hold tightly, alas, even if you die, you must be with wine.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a contented look in his arms, and felt funny in his heart. In this world, there are really people who want to drink too much. He hurriedly swam over, stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed him. His lips put his breath into his mouth, took out the dagger in his arms, and cut off the seaweed.

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide, looking at the face close at hand, and the softness printed on his lips, and suddenly felt a little trembling. Her ink hair was floating with the lake, like a fairy in a cold pool of blue waves, let him for a moment. Lost the sanity that should have been.

He held the wine jar with one hand, wrapped her slender waist with the other, sucking her lips, as if tasting his favorite Lotus Drunk, making him sigh contentedly.

Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, looking at Xing Wuyun in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was forcibly kissed by him again. The two slowly swam out of the lake. Feng Aotian threw him on the lakeshore with a single flick. He spun out and fell aside.

When Xing Wuyun was on the ground, he guarded the wine vigilantly for fear of breaking it. He raised his eyes and watched Feng Aotian break through the tranquil lake, splashing countless water splashes and flying to the ground. He quickly got up from the ground, "Master, find Up."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him, wondering if he only had wine in his mind?

"My lord, why didn't the minister remember that this broken snow lotus should be buried in the lake. It's great." Xing Wuyun held the broken snow lotus in his arms like a baby, wishing to hurry up and find a place where no one would secretly store it. It's a pity, there is only one jar of this wine.

Feng Aotian stepped forward slightly, facing Xing Wuyun's eyes, leaning forward slightly.

Xing Wuyun leaned back and looked at her warily, "Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and said solemnly, "Don't move!"

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide, and his charming peach eyes were even brighter in the moonlight. He pursed his red lips, and then he remembered that since I was with her a moment ago, moreover, I still enjoyed it... Thinking of this, I suddenly felt myself One really got sick.

Feng Aotian's body slowly approached him until, her lips slowly approached, Xing Wuyun swallowed abruptly, these lips looked so attractive...

He hugged the wine jar tightly, staring blankly at her who was slowly approaching him, Feng Aotian raised his hand to block his gaze, then put it down again, and said to the object taken from Xing Wuyun's head, "So you like to stay on top of his head."

As he said, he looked at Xing Wuyun, "There is a toad on top of your head, and you don't even feel it at all. This is too low alert."

Only then did Xing Wuyun return to his senses, looking at the toad in Feng Aotian's hand, his eyes blinked, and a touch of disappointment flashed, and when he was about to speak, he saw the toad in her hand suddenly rushing towards him, Xing Wuyun was already leaning back. The body fell to the ground in an instant, and the toad happened to climb on his handsome face. His eyes widened, and he realized that his lips were very sticky. He quickly raised his hand and grabbed the toad on his face. , The toad jumped into the lake with a kick on its hind legs.

Xing Wuyun quickly turned over and vomited. He was forced to kiss by a toad. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a bit of a chill and wished to cut his mouth.

Feng Aotian looked at the situation in front of her, her eyebrows slightly curved, Ye Yue Jiao Jiao, she was very bright and moving, she put her hands around her chest, leaning on the side, "Don't go?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes with tears in them, "Master, you did it on purpose."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and with a movement of his wrist, the wine in his arms fell into her hand, "Master is kind to save you, but you dare to be disrespectful to your master. If your master doesn't punish you, who will punish you?"

Xing Wuyun got up from the ground, turned around, stared at the lake, and watched that the toad had been standing on the lotus leaf on the lake. His eyes flashed with anger, and his toes were lightly touched. He turned around, and the goose yellow clothes followed the wind. He moved, very romantic and unrestrained, in his gestures, he became a bohemian look, and he carried the toad to the shore, and said fiercely, "How dare you be disrespectful to the uncle, the uncle will not punish you, who will punish?"

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, wondering when his temper became like this? Ignoring him, he turned around and flew away from the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun took a toad's foot in his hand, "Huh, go back and make you soak in wine."

After speaking, he followed closely and flew away.

The tranquility of Su Ri was restored in the imperial garden, and a bright yellow figure immediately fell, looking at the figure that had left, his eyes filled with gloom, he turned abruptly and left.

Feng Aotian went back to the bedroom, and saw that Mu Hanjin had prepared food and drinks and was waiting for her.

She smiled and put down the wine jar, then walked into the inner hall, took off her wet clothes, put on a dry shirt, and walked out.

Xing Wuyun also fell down immediately, but he kept sneezing, hitting and staring at the toad in his hand.

Looking at Xing Wuyun's appearance, Mu Hanjin said warmly, "What's wrong with you?"

"You have a free jar, give me one." Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin and asked immediately.

"President Feng, find one." Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, looked at him, then sat down and said.

"Yes." Feng Gonggong replied, and then ordered someone to get it.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian with gentle eyes, and then sat beside her, suddenly remembering that she was playing the Pipa song that night, and a touch of sadness flashed in her heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Tonight, you can't make him cheap."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded slightly, turned her eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun still struggling with the toad.

After a while, Si Xi walked into the bedroom with a jar. Xing Wuyun carried the toad and threw it directly into the wine jar. Then, he stuffed it into Si Xi’s arms, “fill the jar with wine, then fill the jar with wine. Seal it up and bury it under the pear tree."

"Yes." Si Xi took the order, and then retired with the jar.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't change your clothes yet, the smell on you is really peculiar."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly and didn't care.

"Yeah, I can smell you..." Feng Aotian leaned forward slightly, and pointed his finger at his slightly curled lips, "There is a breath of toad here."

Xing Wuyun was startled at first, then he got nauseated again, glared at Feng Aotian fiercely, then got up and strode into the inner hall.

Feng Aotian laughed, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, looking at her meaningfully.

"Look what, do you want to let the master smell it too?" Feng Aotian said, stretched out his hand, hooked his neck, bowed his head, and drank his lips.

Mu Hanjin smiled at the corners of Mu Hanjin's mouth, letting her paint her lips, gently sucking...

"Don't look at indecent." Xing Wuyun changed his clothes, sat down, picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth until he didn't feel sick anymore, then raised his eyes and looked at both of them.

Feng Aotian looked at him with interest, that thin lips were already red and swollen, and he had been rubbed by him for a long time. His beautiful face was faintly pink, and his brows and eyes were open and unruly. Sleeve, looking at the broken snow lotus in front of him, he swept away the concealment of the appropriate talent, his eyes glowed with dazzling light, raised his hand, and hugged the wine jar into his arms. Before opening, he took a deep breath. Then he unsealed, took another deep breath, and exclaimed with enjoyment, "It's really a great wine that is unique in the world."

"Give it to the master." Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at him.

Xing Wuyun also twisted and reluctantly, and then filled Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, and then toasted, "The minister first respects." As he said, he raised his head and drank again, sighing again.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "This is the first time I have a drink with you since I returned to Beijing."

"Prince minister respects a cup." Mu Hanjin said, then raised his glass and said with a small smile.

"Good." Feng Aotian raised his glasses, and the two drank all at once.

Xing Wuyun looked at the two people in front of him and sighed helplessly. He really didn't understand how two men and men could be passionate. He shook his head, poured another glass, and drank himself.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin ignored him, and smiled at each other, drinking quietly.

That night, the Prince Regent's Mansion was still quiet, but it was a touch of warmth.

In the early morning of the next day, the two of them stopped drinking. Xing Wuyun hugged the wine jar and fell asleep on the table. Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin fell on the eaves, admiring the exceptionally quiet night until dawn.

The two immediately fell, but without any drowsiness, they stepped into the inner hall and washed and changed their clothes.

Xing Wuyun woke up quietly, lowered his head, looked at the wine jar in his arms, satisfied, and felt a pity, and then walked into the inner hall and saw that the two were dressed properly, "Master, does this broken snow lotus have a secret recipe for making wine?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Master only cares about the wine, regardless of the wine."

"Oh, it's a pity, only this one altar, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it in the future." Xing Wuyun shook his head while sighing.

Feng Aotian looked at the appearance of his love for wine like life, and the corner of his mouth was a little smile, "Well, are you not on duty today?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, can this...can..."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "How come, I don't want to go now?"

"Chen is a lazy person." Xing Wuyun really felt that the palace was a prisoner's cage. I don't know why so many people broke their heads and wanted to go in.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "The regent's palace and the palace, do you choose one, do you want to be on duty in this palace or go to the palace?"

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Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Is there any other choice?"

"Don't test the patience of this king." Feng Aotian sat down immediately, his eyes piercing coldly.

Xing Wuyun felt that because of a jar of wine, he sold himself to the regent, and suddenly felt that this wine was not a good thing, but now that this is the end, there is finally time to hang out in the palace, where? He raised his eyes, looked around, and replied decisively, "The minister retire."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's back when he turned and left, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Follow my king into the palace."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, "Do you want to notify Baiguan?"

"No, today I am going to meet that fake emperor brother." Feng Aotian narrowed his phoenix eyes and said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The identity of the pavilion master of the Soul Eater Pavilion is very secret in the past. The minister has sent people to investigate. All the people related to his origin are dead, and there is no way to find out."

"Unless twins in this world, there won't be two people who look exactly the same. His life experience is definitely related to the emperor brother. If so, let the emperor brother check it out." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin indifferently. Asked indifferently.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The minister has sent someone to investigate it."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Let's go." As he said, he took Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two left the regent's palace. Within an hour, all officials in the entire capital knew that the regent was awake. .

Feng Aotian stepped into the palace. Xing Wuyun happened to change into his official uniform and patrolled boredly with a pair of men and horses. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly saluted, "The minister sees the lord."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, turned sideways, and said in his ear, "The palace is full of fine wines and fine wines. This king remembers that in the south corner of the West Palace, there is a father-in-law who likes to make wine. This jar of broken snow lotus is also a master Scooped from him."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, his talented and godless eyes immediately glowed with brilliance, and he quickly looked at Feng Aotian, as if he had picked up the baby, and said hurriedly, "Thank you, Lord."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, and then he stepped forward.

Xing Wuyun headed forward with the imperial guard in high spirits.

Mu Hanjin looked at his cheerful figure, and looked at Feng Aotian beside him, "Master, why is he so happy?"

"I found the baby." Feng Aotian squeezed Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two walked to the Queen Mother's palace.

In the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan was reporting on affairs, but he heard Guo Hui come forward to report, "Lord, the regent is here."

Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Zhiyan on the side, "Retreat all."

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan replied respectfully, and then retired.

Feng Aotian stepped into the bedroom, and saw Xing Zhiyan raising her eyes and looking at her. A wicked charm was conjured up at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled slightly, "How can the queen dowager see this king and leave."

"The Ai family is just a little bored, just go out for a walk, so I won't bother the prince and the emperor to gossip about the house." Xing Zhiyan's eyes are cold, no longer looking at her, and walking out of the bedroom with demeanor.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and stepped in slowly, and saw Feng Aoyun sitting above the main seat. She stood in the center of the main hall with a deep smile at the corner of her mouth. "This king is clumsy. I didn't expect this. The appearance of the pavilion master of the Soul Devouring Pavilion is so similar to the first emperor."

A faint flash of light flashed in Feng Aoyun's eyes, and he looked at Feng Aotian, "I was originally Feng Aoyun, your emperor brother."

"Oh." Feng Aotian looked at the man in front of him, "This king has grown up with the first emperor since he was a child, so he naturally knows his habits."

"Really?" Feng Aoyun snorted coldly, "Can you follow me to a place?"

"Why not?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Aoyun.

"However, he doesn't have to follow." Feng Aoyun pointed at Mu Hanjin and said in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, holding his hand, embracing him in his arms, lightly kissing the corner of his mouth, and then said, "You are strolling in the palace. , Waiting for this king."

"Yes, prince." Mu Hanjin nodded. Now, she seems to be used to being so intimate with her, and she doesn't mind being in front of others, she treats him so.

Looking at the warmth between Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed with gloom, then got up, walked in front of her, and walked out of the bedroom.

Feng Aotian turned around and followed unhurriedly. The two slowly walked in the majestic palace, walked out of the Queen Mother's palace, and walked step by step along the corridor.

Feng Aoyun looked thoughtfully at the situation in front of him, as if he had returned to the past. He stroked the Biva red brick with the back of his hand and the back of his body, and a gentle spring breeze evoked at the corner of his mouth, as if he was about to face him. The scenery melts.

At this moment, Feng Aotian was already walking by his side, looking at him with such an expression, the same expression that the emperor had once appeared in his mind, still remembering when she was five years old, he followed the emperor and walked along the corridor. , Step by step, walking very slowly, he tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, "Do you remember this place?"

Feng Aotian returned to his senses. The two of them had already reached a corner of a palace. He slowly squatted down and pulled out a piece of rubble in the gap. He slowly got up and put the rubble in her hand with the engraving on it. A cloud character, and a sky character, "As you said, cloud and sky will never be separated."

Feng Aotian's heart trembled. She raised her eyes and looked at him. This sentence was remembered by her predecessor until she died, but now, why did she say it in his mouth, she couldn't help asking, "What are you? Who?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Aoyun raised her finger, hooked her nose, reached out, held her hand in her broad palm, and led her to move forward.

At this moment, Feng Aotian was in a daze, as if her heart was out of control, walking with the figure in front of her. Such a scene made her think that she was no longer herself.

The figure in front of him, the familiar back figure, the familiar figure, and the words that belonged to her and him, why would this person know?

A breeze blew her and pulled her back from her thoughts. She lowered her head and looked at the familiar hand holding her. She was a little dazed. She pulled out of his hand, raised her eyes, and met him, "Who are you? ?"

Feng Aoyun smiled quietly, raised her hand, held her hand in her palm, and continued to walk forward. Few people passed by this corridor, except for the **** and the **** who were on duty in the palace. Brother will come here.

In a blink of an eye, he took her to a palace, which has been abandoned for a long time. It was the palace where the imperial brother’s mother and concubine lived. His mother and concubine died very early. Therefore, he always missed it. The mother and concubine, or when they are in a bad mood, will come here.

Feng Aotian looked at his figure. In the past two years, he would always come here, and she would always stay quietly beside him, raising her eyes and looking at the disappearing scenery in front of her.

Feng Aoyun pushed open the door of the bedroom. Because there was no concubine in all the years, the door made a heavy noise. He raised his head, looked at the scenery in front of him, turned his eyes, and a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Come in."

Feng Aotian stepped up and stepped into the bedroom. He took her by the hand and walked slowly, his ears seemed to reverberate, the laughter of her childhood here, and the emperor's brother always watching with affection. Stay with her, stay with her...

"It hasn't been here for so long, and it hasn't changed here." Feng Aoyun slowly stepped forward and pushed aside the house in the courtyard. Even though the house was already covered with dust, he raised his hand, stroked the familiar ornaments, and then turned around. Looking at Feng Aotian, "Do you remember this soft couch?"

Feng Aotian followed his gaze and saw the soft couch in front of him, covered with nets, but the memories came surging like waves, she closed her eyes slightly, she raised them and looked at him," Ok."

Feng Aoyun stepped forward, sat on the soft couch, motioned her to sit aside, "Shall we come back again?"

Feng Aotian blinked his eyes and looked at him. The figure in front of him got closer and closer, until he walked in front of her, stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her lips.

Feng Aotian was shocked suddenly, and then pushed her away, Feng Aoyun laughed loudly, "Back then, you pushed me away like this, and then ran out."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him. These pictures entered her mind vividly one by one, as if she had experienced it personally. She couldn't help feeling that the predecessor of the heroine had already injected that person. In her own soul, she could feel her crazy love and pain for him so clearly.

"Who are you?" Feng Aotian asked again, she didn't believe that the person in front of her was really that person.

"Who am I?" Feng Aoyun got up from the soft couch, raised her wrist, and opened her sleeves. There was a scar on that arm. Although it has become shallower now, you can vaguely see that it is used. Scratched by a sharp weapon.

"But remember when you were seven years old, I encountered an assassin, you rushed to my face desperately, and the knife struck your arm, I held you, thinking that I would lose you from now on?" Feng Aoyunqing Caressing the scar, said quietly.

Feng Aotian shook him off and took a step back, "You can't be the emperor brother."

"I was originally." Feng Aoyun stepped forward and embraced her from behind, "I was your emperor brother."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, and he concealed the cold light in his eyes, then raised his eyes and met his eyes, "If you are the emperor, why did you kill me yourself?"

Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, bowed her head, kissed her lips again, sucked hard, biting, Feng Aotian pushed him away forcefully, looking at the blood on the corner of his lips that was bitten by her. .

And he always smiled, "You want to know?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.

"Be with me, don't do anything, just stay with me." Feng Aoyun looked at her and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with condensation and looked at him, "How long will I be with you?"

"Until I tell you all the truth." Feng Aoyun smiled warmly, but there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Feng Aotian turned around, stopped looking at him, and walked out of the bedroom.

Feng Aoyun looked at her indifferently leaving her back, her eyes became more cruel, he raised his hand, and the soft couch behind him shattered, covering his head with both hands and squatting on the ground.

Feng Aotian walked on the corridor, recalling all the pictures of him and her about this body. Every time he thought about it, his heart felt like a knife.

She converged her emotions, then tapped her toes, and left the scratching place. Unconsciously, she came to the courtyard. She saw Xing Wuyun at the entrance of the courtyard, lying by the door, peeking inward.

She immediately fell and pushed him in. Xing Wuyun hit the door directly like this. He almost didn't fall. Turning around, he saw Feng Aotian with a touch of surprise, "Master, every time you show up, you can't Be gentle?"

Feng Aotian ignored him, his eyes were gloomy, and he walked directly into the hospital, and saw an old man sitting in the courtyard, the whole courtyard filled with wine jars.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the wine jars in the courtyard. His eyes were shining, and he didn't care about complaining. He ran over and sniffed lightly one after another.

Looking at his greedy look, Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Come here."

Xing Wuyun turned around reluctantly, came to Feng Aotian's side, and said in a low voice, "Master, what's your order."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. He was looking up at her.

"Duke Jiu, he will be your apprentice in the future." Feng Aotian said lightly, turning his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "Not yet apprentice."

"Oh." Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun showed a touch of surprise. Immediately, his handsome face was filled with joy, and he quickly stepped forward without caring about his inferiority. He directly knelt down and kowtowed his head at the wine father in front of him. The child kowtows to the master."

Duke Jiu didn't care about Feng Aotian, he just looked at Xing Wuyun in front of him with a cold voice, "Put out your tongue."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun answered immediately, raising his head, and quickly sticking out his tongue.

"Take off your pants." Jiu Gong said again.

Xing Wuyun hurriedly stretched out his hand, blocking the front, looking at Duke Jiu, "Master, I don't want to be an eunuch."

"Let you take it off, there is so much nonsense." Duke Jiu said impatiently.

Xing Wuyun looked distressed and looked at Father Jiu, "Master, you want to tell the disciple, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Jiu immediately took out a silver needle and looked at him, "Don't worry, you won't cut it."

Xing Wuyun listened, and he didn't need to cut it. Then he didn't care, then he pulled off his belt and stood in front of the Jiu Duke with a grin.

The silver needle in the hand of Mr. Jiu then pointed at a stick, and said in a light tone, "Well, come here every three hours a day. No alcohol is allowed in a month."

"Ah..." Xing Wuyun thought about not drinking for a month, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"If you want to drink better wine in the future, just bear it." Jiu-gong put away the silver needle, then turned and looked at Feng Aotian, "Old slave sees the lord."

"Duke Jiu, don’t have to be polite." Feng Aotian looked at the Duke Jiu in front of him. In his impression, he and Duke Feng had followed her since childhood. However, Duke Jiu liked quietness, and he liked making wine. But she was an expert outside the world, with the best medical skills, she had sent someone to ask him early in the morning when Feng Yinqi had a thousand years of medical skills. Unfortunately, no one in this world can understand.

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun on one side, "Lord is gone, you will learn from Jiu Gong."

"Yes, Lord." Xing Wuyun smiled and watched Feng Aotian leave with a smile.

Turning around, looked at the Jiu-gong who was aside, "Master, what should the disciple do?"

"Go out along this place, turn right three places, turn left three places, and walk forward five hundred steps. There is a clear spring. You can use this to follow the dripping water on the rock until it is full." As he said, he threw a gourd into his hand.

Xing Wuyun responded happily, and immediately left the courtyard with a gourd happily.

Feng Aotian left from the courtyard, and walked outwards, while walking, thinking about who this person is? If he is not the real Feng Aoyun, why would he know such a secret thing, if he is the real Feng Aoyun, then why is he doing this?

"Lord." Mu Hanjin saw her slowly walking not far away, and he whispered.

Feng Aotian returned to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin. For some reason, at this moment, when he saw him, he felt very relieved. A light smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he walked forward until he stood in front of him. Holding his hand, "Go home."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, allowing her to hold her hand, and the two left the palace side by side.

Feng Aoyun returned to the bedroom, Xing Zhiyan waited aside, watching him with a gloomy expression, but he did not dare to reply.

"How are things going?" Feng Aoyun sat down and asked in a deep voice.

"The riots in the southwest will spread throughout the southwest in three days." Xing Zhiyan replied with his head down.

"Yeah." Feng Aoyun raised his eyes, looked at the palace in front of him, and then said, "Everything is going as planned."

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan responded, and then retreated.

Feng Aoyun stood up and lay on the bed, with a cold look at the corners of his mouth, what can he do when he thinks of it? Something in her heart is never him.

Xing Wuyun found the clear spring according to Father Jiu's instructions, and then saw a stone rock hanging over the clear spring. He flew down, then took out the gourd and pointed it at the stone rock, and saw that the water droplet dripped for a long time. He looked at the gourd in his hand, and if the whole gourd was dripped, he wouldn't have to go back today. However, looking at the clear spring in front of him was very clear, it would be nice to take a shower along with it.

Thinking of this, he put the gourd under the rock, then took off his clothes, entered the clear spring pool, leaned comfortably on one side, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Suddenly a figure flashed, Xing Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a woman falling by the side of Qingquan Pond. He quickly blocked his spring light with his hands, only to see the woman leaning slightly, hooking up his clothes, and flying away.

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