This Lord is Too Cruel

Xing Wuyun was shocked. He watched the woman leave like this and took away his clothes. He looked around, how should he get out? Thinking about this deep palace, how could there be such a woman who stretched out her hand? Looking at her skill and dress, she should be a woman of high quality. Who is she?

But now, how is he going out?

Just as he was worried, the woman was already in front of him, looking at him, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Xing Wuyun asked with a slight smile.

"I'll ask you first." The woman tilted her head, looked at Xing Wuyun, and then said.

"Xia is the commander of the Imperial Guard." Xing Wuyun said immediately, "What you hold in your hand is the official robe of Xia."

"Oh." The woman nodded and looked at him, "Then why are you here?"

"Next is..." Xing Wuyun looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly felt very familiar. "Where did you see you in the next?"

"Me?" The woman blinked a pair of innocent eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "My name is Feng Qianning."

"Are you Princess Qianning?" Xing Wuyun suddenly realized that he wanted to salute, and when he saw that he was now impeccable, he quickly said, "Princess Qianning, can you put down the official robes of the official?"

"Is this?" Feng Qianning lowered his head, looking at the clothes in his hands, "Okay."

A bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then raised his hand, and threw the official robe directly into the Qingquan Pond and floated past Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun sighed helplessly, raised his arm, looked at the woman who was still standing by the pool, staring at him motionless, and he whispered, "Princess Qianning, can you turn around? The lower official wants to dress."

"Oh." Feng Qianning nodded, then turned around.

When Xing Wuyun just picked up his official robe and went ashore, Feng Qianning, who was watching, turned his eyes and peeped at him. He quickly blocked his body with his wet clothes, "Princess Qianning, you can't peek."

"Oh." Feng Qianning nodded quickly, then turned her back to him obediently, and covered her eyes with her hands.

Xing Wuyun quickly put on the official gown, dried the drenched clothes with internal force, then tapped on his toes, walked to her side, and said respectfully, "The official has seen Princess Qian Ning."

"Oh." Feng Qianning looked at Xing Wuyun, "Have you seen me?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Qianning in front of him, and then remembered that two years ago, her bedroom was suddenly flooded and she was almost burned to death. Although she was rescued, she had a serious illness and had forgotten everything. , Become infatuated.

"Why are you here?" Feng Qianning asked Xing Wuyun, pointing to his nose.

"The lower official is here to collect water." Xing Wuyun looked at Princess Qian Ning, feeling sympathy.

Feng Qianning nodded, "Can you take me back? I don't remember the way."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun answered immediately, then turned around and looked at her, "Princess Qianning, please!"

Feng Qianning followed him and walked forward slowly. After a long time, she reached the door of her palace. When the maternal waiting at the door saw her, she hurried forward, "Princess, where have you been?" "

"Grandma Yu, I'm lost." Feng Qianning looked at the grandma in front of her, obviously aggrieved.

"This is?" Mother Yu looked at Xing Wuyun in front of her, and quickly asked when she saw that he was wearing an official robe of the Imperial Guard.

"I am the newly appointed guard leader." Xing Wuyun looked at Mother Yu, and then said, "Since Princess Qian Ning has arrived safely, the next official will retire first."

As Xing Wuyun said, he bowed to Feng Qianning and turned to leave.

Feng Qian stared at Xing Wuyun's figure, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, turned his eyes, and looked at Grandma Yu, "Grandma Yu, this person is so funny."

Sister Yu looked at Feng Qianning in front of her and couldn't help sighing, "Princess, you can't run around in the future."

"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, turned around, and entered the bedroom.

Xing Wuyun breathed a sigh of relief immediately, remembering the talented Feng Qianning, shaking his head again and again, and returning to Qingquan Pond, looking at the gourd in front of him, when will this drop?

He then sat aside, looked at the sky boredly, got up, and went to patrol the palace.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin returned to the Regent Palace.

"What can I find out about the emperor brother?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, and the two immediately sat down at the table.

Father Feng had already prepared lunch, and after setting the meal, he withdrew.

Mu Hanjin continued, “Because all the people related to that year have died strangely or are missing, it is impossible to find out now, but the minister has found one thing.”

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian put Tang Sheng in front of him.

"About the emperor." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying peacefully in the inner hall, and continued.

"Let's talk." Feng Aotian's eyes sank, then said.

"The emperor is not the queen mother's biological son." Mu Hanjin said softly.

Feng Aotian looked at him and was silent for a moment, "What did you find out?"

"The prince still remember the Roufei at that time?" Mu Hanjin also gave the soup to Feng Aotian, and asked gently.

"Well, the concubine of the emperor's brother Na, at that time, was pregnant with a dragon heir with the queen, but the day was not as expected, she gave birth a day earlier than the queen, but she was still in the womb, and she also died of dystocia." Feng Ao Tian nodded, and then took a sip of soup.

"Actually, Concubine Roux did give birth to a dragon son who was alive, the emperor." Mu Hanjin said lightly.

"What about the queen?" Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, and then asked.

"The queen is not pregnant. It is a fake pregnancy. She has calculated Roufei's birth date. After Roufei has given birth, she will become Roufei dystocia. With this, she will give birth on the second day. In this case, the emperor is Her parents." Mu Hanjin continued.

"That's the case, no wonder she was able to commit such a murderous hand." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed, then turned to look at Feng Yinqi, "Fortunately, he is the emperor's parent and child, so he is also the father's relative."

"Yes, even though I want to come to the emperor to be very close to the queen mother, but still separated from my heart." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Yinqi and said warmly.

Feng Aotian was silent. She always thought that Feng Yinqi was Xing Zhiyan's parent and child, but she didn't expect that it was not. She thought of Xing Zhiyan, and she could understand Xing Zhiyan to do such things for the sake of the queen, but the emperor was not. Is she a bargaining chip to consolidate power? Why should she find ways to put him to death?

"Continue to investigate." Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin held up his chopsticks and held vegetables for her. "In the past few days, the prince has lost a lot of weight."

"It's still a master, you're not yet, you cluck your hands when you touch it." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and said jokingly.

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed softly, and she shook her hand, "Do you feel that way?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.

Mu Hanjin then leaned forward and put her finger on her lips, "So?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You, you are getting bolder."

Mu Hanjin Ruyu's face was stained with pink, "The prince taught well."

When the two talked, they also wiped away the previous haze and used lunch.

Immediately, he went to the study and reviewed the memorial.

"Your eldest brother will arrive at the border tomorrow." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and said lightly.

"Well, the minister also got the news." Mu Hanjin smiled and handed her the memorial, "Jing Shu will also rush back to the capital tomorrow."

"That's right, order to go down, tomorrow morning." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes." Feng Gonggong, who was waiting outside the study, replied, then retired and sent someone to give orders.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Leng Qianye hasn't arrived yet, and I will rush to the border tomorrow in Hanyao, so I will immediately leave for the southwest. Can someone answer you?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "It's done."

"Well, it's like this. After he arrives, he will completely suppress the riots in the southwest within two days." Feng Aotian calculated, "Where is the base of the Soul Eater?"

"There are Soul Eater pavilions in all areas of Feng Country. Now, it's only half of the usual." Mu Hanjin reviewed the memorial in his hand and placed it in front of her, saying.

"Look at it, if they make a big move, kill them all." Feng Aotian's eyes shattered coldly, and he lifted the royal pen and looked at the memorial in his hand, "Are all those merchants here?"

"Here." Mu Hanjin looked at her, "The grain in the treasury has been sent to the hardest-hit areas, but today's treasury is too small."

"Well, don't worry about this." Feng Aotian wrote a quasi-character on the memorial, and put it aside, "What happened to the imperial examination?"

"The list has not yet been determined." Mu Hanjin put the memorial in his hand again, "However, Yi Mu will participate."

"Well, it's better to have him participate." Feng Aotian looked at him, "After some time, you will accompany him back to the mansion."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Master, is the Supreme Emperor in the palace real?"

"I don't know." Feng Aotian is also confused now, is he real? However, she always felt that he was very familiar, "Maybe it's my master's feeling that is wrong."

"What if he is real?" Mu Hanjin looked at her and asked tentatively.

"The current master is no longer the original master. If you dare to block the way of the master, meet the gods and kill the gods, and then the demon will kill the demon." Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and said in a low voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at her and suddenly felt that she was living very lonely. What is it that can make her so cold, he stretched out his hand and covered her hand, "Lord, the minister will always be with you."

"For a lifetime?" Feng Aotian looked at him, restrained the murderous aura in his eyes, and asked softly.

"Until the minister's life is over." Mu Hanjin smiled. He didn't have much time. He knew that there would be such a result, but he still sank in without hesitation. He hesitated before, but now, he is thankful This choice, rather than living like a zombie in this life, it would be better to stay with her vigorously.

Feng Aotian leaned slightly and kissed the corner of his lips. It seemed to be a promise and a silent thank you. In her lonely heart for a hundred years, there is someone who can stay with him like this and warm her heart. , She should be fortunate.

All kinds of things have happened these days, but she has no time to think about it. In fact, on the other side of the world, there is still someone working silently for her.

In Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi was lying on the soft couch, flipping through the scrolls.

Xiang Han walked in, looked at His Royal Highness in front of him, and sighed his beauty in his heart, then knelt down, "Your Highness, Mo Yan Pavilion has now enrolled two hundred people."

"Yeah." Ye Meixi answered faintly, "What's going on in Chaotang these few days?"

"His Royal Highness has been busy building Qiuwei's palace these days." Xiang Han replied in a low voice.

"What are the second princes doing now?" Ye Meixi casually turned over the scroll all night, and the breeze stroked the blue silk scattered on his soft couch, his beautiful eyes flowed, and his voice sounded lazy.

"In the past few days, the second prince has secretly summoned several trusted ministers." Xiang Han continued, "the third prince and the prince are the same compatriots, so they help to set off the prince, but the prince a few days ago, because of a beautiful concubine, Openly prevented the third prince from coming to Taiwan and lost his face. Now, the third prince is sulking in the palace."

"Where is the Fourth Prince?" Ye Meixi continued to ask.

"The four princes are playing with his newly developed crossbows, and they have not left the house for a few days." Xiang Han looked at Ye Meixi, and then said, "The emperor has been in the concubine's palace for the past few days."

Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Well, keep watching, it's better to create a conflict between the third prince and the prince."

"Yes." Xiang Han replied, and then retreated.

The silence in the bedroom resumed, but was interrupted by a voice, and early summer hurriedly raised his voice and said, "Chen Fei Empress is here!"

Ye Meixi raised her eyes, put the scroll on one side, and stood up, standing respectfully, she saw the concubine Chen walk into the bedroom with a gloomy face, raised her eyes, looked at Ye Meixi, raised her hand, and hit him. go with.

Ye Meixi stretched out her hand, grabbed her fingers, raised her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why is the mother and concubine coming to the child's palace?"

"Okay, now you dare to be disrespectful to this palace." Chen Fei looked at Ye Meixi who dared to stop her, becoming more and more angry, then she threw away his hand, sat down, and shot him sharply.

Ye Meixi leaned on her side, staring at her without being humble or arrogant, "Mother concubine, you come here with all your hard work, is it just to see the baby?"

"Are you not listening to what the queen mother said?" Chen Fei looked at Ye Meixi's beautiful face, coated with a cold light.

"Mother and concubine, the child has always obeyed you the most, and followed you in everything, and naturally listened to the queen." Ye Meixi said very lightly. Now, for him, the most important person is no longer her.

The concubine Chen's eyes flashed sullenly, "Since you listened to the mother concubine, kneel down for the concubine."

Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows slightly, and said unhurriedly, "You are the child's mother and concubine, and the child should kneel on her own, but these few days, due to the weather, the child has suffered from knee pain again. Kneeling."

"You..." Chen Concubine did not expect that when he came back this time, his attitude towards her was different. She couldn't believe it, and pointed at him, "Are you really Xier in this palace?"

"Mother concubine, the Xi'er who was obedient to you has been killed by your own hands, isn't it?" Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at the concubine Chen, her eyes faint, without any hatred or respect.

The concubine Chen trembled, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Why is this palace giving birth to you? Why?"

"You have to ask the mother and concubine, I would rather you never gave birth to me." Ye Meixi said word by word.

Concubine Chen felt a pain in her heart and looked at him in disbelief, "Haha...it really is a sin..."

She laughed loudly and left the bedroom.

The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth raised a slight smile. This is really evil. When you abandon your own children and choose a man who takes advantage of you, you know that you are in debt and you have to pay it back.

It was quiet at night, and now, when it was already a child, Xing Wuyun saw that the water droplets in the gourd finally dripped, and turned away contentedly.

But seeing a figure suddenly flashed by, he flew forward to follow, and saw a woman with her back to him, slowly stepping into the pond in front of him.

He flew out quickly and drew the woman in front of him up. After seeing the woman in front of him clearly, he was shocked, "Princess Qianning?"

Feng Qianning slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun in front of him, "Why are you here?"

"Princess Qianning, why are you here?" Xing Wuyun then asked.

"I asked first." Feng Qianning blinked, sitting on the ground, looking up, looking at him.

Xing Wuyun sighed, and then said, "The lower officials are patrolling."

"Oh." Feng Qianning then got up from the ground and looked at him, "Then why am I here?"

Xing Wuyun was a little speechless, how did he know that she was here?

"Princess, the next official will send you back to the bedroom." Xing Wuyun looked at her and continued.

"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded and followed Xing Wuyun forward.

Xing Wuyun sent her back to the bedroom, then turned around, and went to the side courtyard.

Under the moonlight, the wine jars stacked in the courtyard looked particularly attractive, his eyes were staring shiningly, unable to move them.

Duke Jiu looked at him, "Don't look, drink these."

Xing Wuyun lowered his head and looked at a wine jar in front of him, "Master, don't you let me drink?"

"You smell it well." Duke Jiu raised his eyes and stared at Xing Wuyun contemptuously.

Xing Wuyun then stepped forward, and there was no smell. He then took a sip, which turned out to be clear water, then raised his head and drank all the clear water in the wine jar.

"Drink all of these." Duke Jiu pointed to the remaining nine wine jars under his feet and said in a light tone.

Xing Wuyun looked at the wine jar under his feet, "It's all clear water?"

"Yeah." Duke Jiu nodded, "Don't drink it yet, it's just right to drink this hour."

Xing Wuyun swallowed. He had never drunk so much water in his entire life. Now, it was made up all at once. Thinking of this, I can't help feeling very pitiful. It turns out that wine making is so troublesome.

However, thinking that there will be fine wine to drink in the future, he endured it, and then he raised the wine jar under his feet and drank desperately until the second, third, and ninth were finished. He clutched his stomach. It used to be inside. All that can be stored is wine.

Duke Jiu looked at him, "These are the clear springs I have kept for ten years. Do you know how precious this jar is?"

When Xing Wuyun heard it, he felt it was worth it and nodded quickly, "Master, you are so kind to the disciple."

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"If it weren't for the sake of the prince, I wouldn't accept your stupid land." Duke Jiu still looked at him with disgust.

Xing Wuyun has always been proud of his intelligence. Now, he is a little unhappy being devalued by the person in front of him. However, he has never paid attention to such trivial matters, as long as he achieves his goal.

"Okay, I'm fine today, come here early tomorrow." Duke Jiu said, he got up and went back to the room.

"Master, the disciple has retired." Xing Wuyun called out from the back of Duke Jiu before turning to leave.

Xing Wuyun held his stomach full of clear spring water and just walked out of the courtyard, he felt the abdominal pain unbearable, and then flew away from the palace and ran directly to the regent's palace.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin just finished reviewing the memorandum, watching a yellow figure float down, she turned her eyes sideways, looking at him with embarrassment.

"What did you do when you ran away from the palace like this?" Feng Aotian thought about Xing Wuyun now that the palace is his home, so casual.

Xing Wuyun didn't know why. The first thought was to run here. Anyway, now that he has run, he can't wait. Then he looked at Father Feng on the side, "Where is the toilet?"

Father Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then pointed to the distance, "Sixi, or lead Xing to go."

"Yes." Si Xi answered, and then left with Xing Wuyun.

Feng Aotian looked at his figure, then at Mu Hanjin, "What's wrong with him?"

"It looks like you have eaten something bad." Mu Hanjin guessed.

"I went to this palace when I was looking for the toilet. Is this king's palace really his other courtyard?" Feng Aotian said coldly, then sat down, picked up his tea cup, and took a sip.

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "It's time for the prince to go to bed."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then stepped into the inner hall and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Are you first or master first?"

"Master first." Mu Hanjin said in a low voice with a reddish face.

Looking at him like this, Feng Aotian suddenly became playful, "Would you like to be with the Lord?"

Mu Hanjin bowed her head and took a step back, "The minister will go first."

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, raised his voice and laughed, and then walked into the inner hall in a stride, and after reaching the screen, he untied himself and sank into the bathtub.

Mu Hanjin's face became hot when she heard the noise in the bathtub, then she walked out of the bedroom, raised her eyes, and looked at the sky in front of her.

Feng Gonggong was outside the screen, looking at the outside, for fear of someone breaking in, Feng Aotian raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, thinking about what happened these days.

Xing Wuyun clutched his stomach and walked out, looked at Mu Hanjin standing outside, and then slowly stepped forward, "Why should I stand here? I was kicked out?"

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun as if she had been abused.

"Oh, I have no wine for a day, and I haven't drunk alcohol for a day, and also drank ten jars of water, you say, what can I do?" Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin, and then leaned on one side. On the pillar, said quietly.

"The wine-making technique of the wine father is unmatched. If you worship him as a teacher, it is your good fortune. If you can learn to make wine by yourself in the future, then you don't have to look for wine and drink everywhere and sell your life for others. "Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun and said softly.

"That's right." Xing Wuyun smiled lightly, suddenly remembering Feng Qianning, "Guess, who did I meet today?"

"I met Princess Qian Ning, and she almost saw her." Of course Mu Hanjin knew the movement in the palace, and he knew everything well.

"I can't tell you about this..." Xing Wuyun hurried forward and whispered.

"You don't know if you are a prince?" Mu Hanjin smiled again, "She naturally knows about the palace."

"However, Princess Qianning is really pitiful." Xing Wuyun thought of Feng Qianning and said leisurely.

"Who is pitiful?" Feng Aotian's voice suddenly sounded. At this time, she was dressed like a favor, her long hair casually familiar with her, she was indescribably beautiful and elegant.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian like this, for a moment, then rolled his face, "Nothing."

"I followed Duke Jiu today, but he disliked him?" Feng Aotian said coldly, looking at him.

"Yes." Xing Wuyun thought of the disdainful eyes that Father Jiu looked at him, giving birth to a touch of sadness.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, "What Princess Qianning, did you like her?"

Xing Wuyun quickly closed his eyes, feeling regretful, why did he mention it when he was okay, then turned his head and looked at Feng Aotian, "The prince, if the minister is interested, can you marry me?"

"Really fancy?" Feng Aotian stepped forward and stared at him coldly.

Xing Wuyun looked at such eyes and naturally knew that if he dared to say yes, then he wouldn't have to walk out of this palace alive today. Then he remembered, "Oh, the minister forgot an important thing."

"Go back to this first." Feng Aotian patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Princess Jinzhiyuye, how dare the minister?"

"Tomorrow, the king will give you a marriage." Feng Aotian then turned around and stepped into the bedroom.

Xing Wuyun hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Feng Aotian’s path. He just said casually, wanting him to really marry a wife. Thinking about this, he suddenly felt that the dark cloud was overwhelming, "The lord, the minister is only born with what happened to Princess Qianning. It's just a little bit of pity, and I didn't want to say anything."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Don't you still have something to do? What are you still doing?"

Hearing this, Xing Wuyun relieved his heart, hurriedly flashed away, and left the palace.

Looking at Feng Aotian's reaction, Mu Hanjin smiled at the corner of her mouth, and took a step forward, "Master, the minister is going to take a shower."

"Well, let's go." Feng Aotian replied lightly, and then stepped into the bedroom.

Xing Wuyun didn't even have time to change his official robes in the future, so he rushed to Wei Zimo's restaurant, and saw a red shadow standing with his hands on his back, with wine and vegetables on the side, he felt leisurely.

Xing Wuyun sat down at random, picked up the hip flask, was about to pour the wine, remembered what the wine father said, and endured it again, then picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched the dishes, and suddenly felt dull, put it down again, raised his eyebrows, and looked at his back. Facing his figure, "The prince asked me to bring you a sentence, tomorrow, she will come to you."

"You have been very lively these few days." A very nice voice slowly sounded, and Wei Zimo slowly turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun.

"It's not usually lively." Xing Wuyun thought of his experience in the past few days, and found it more interesting than his travels in these years.

"No matter what happened in the pavilion?" Wei Zimo asked immediately.

"Isn't there you?" Xing Wuyun said casually, raising his eyes and looking at him, "I'm just a idler, and it's very interesting to be squatting like this now."

"If I tell her your true identity, guess what will she do?" Wei Zimo then sat down, still three steps away from him, picked up the wine glass, poured wine for herself, and then lifted the veil, showing her charming and charming Said slowly.

"You and I are each other." Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "If my identity is revealed, wouldn't it be that you will expose yourself too?"

Wei Zimo smiled lightly, "I don't care."

"My son doesn't matter." Xing Wuyun leaned lazily on one side, "Ming'er, remember to wait for her here."

"What if I don't wait?" Wei Zimo continued.

"Wait?" Xing Wuyun's peachy eyes were very ecstatic, and then he evoked a bohemian smile, "I don't believe it."

Wei Zimo also curled her lips with a mysterious smile, "You better not be too **** her, her ambition is bigger than you think. If you are too hard, one day, if you meet each other, you will More painful."

Xing Wuyun took a pause and looked at Wei Zimo in front of him, "Master, I like women."

The next day, four shifts, Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin got up, dressed properly, stopped breakfast, and went to the palace.

Above the court hall, Feng Aotian's eyes were dim, and he swept across the lying down ministers, "There is a riot in the southwest. Do all the Qings think it's better to send someone there?"

The ministers were also shocked when they heard the news, but they did not dare to talk about it, so they waited for someone to ask for it automatically, but no one dared to recommend themselves, not to mention how serious the riots in the southwest were. How many people are Marco Pie?

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Could it be possible that no one in Feng Country is willing to go on the expedition?"

"Chen is willing to go." A calm voice rang through the entire court, and then, I saw a figure standing neither humble nor overbearing in the center of the hall.

Feng Aotian looked at the man in the military commander's robe in front of him, and the corners of his mouth made a faint smile. In addition to Yi Yang, who else would this person say, "Okay, General Yi, this king will designate you as the Generalissimo general and order you. Depart southwest today."

"The minister leads the order." Yi Yang knelt on one knee and replied in a deep voice.

In the past, due to Yi Yang’s cold temperament, and in the past two years, North Korea’s military attachés have not been reused. Therefore, generals like Yi Yang’s previous military exploits are somewhat ignored, and he is very human. He is low-key, never forming gangs, or teaming up with other colleagues. Therefore, few people pay attention to him. Now, he takes the lead, but it makes the officials feel that at critical moments, veterans are still required.

After going down, Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Did you say anything to Yi Yang?"

"It just told him about Yi Mu's current situation in the palace these days, and also talked about the current situation of the court." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly.

The two stopped talking, just about to leave the palace, they saw Feng Aoyun walking far away.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with coldness, and then stood there, waiting for him to come slowly, "Brother Emperor, can I go to a place with me today?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Brother emperor, my ministers have official duties to be busy today."

"It won't take you too long." Feng Aoyun's jade-like face was gentle and gentle.

Feng Aotian looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking about, so she was waiting, "Okay."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aoyun in front of him, her gentle eyes flashed coldly, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the minister will return to the house first."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, and then looked at Feng Aoyun, "Brother Emperor, where do you want to take the minister?"

"I'm a little tired of staying in the palace these few days, so I want to get out of the palace." Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Do you remember the valley where Brother Huang used to take you when you were a child?"

Mu Hanjin turned around and walked slowly, but he heard the conversation between the two of them really, valley? Is it the valley where the prince took him to?

He suddenly remembered the first time she took her to the valley with her. His hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly curled up. Is that place their memory?

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Aoyun. That place was where she used to be alone. Later, she took the emperor to go with him several times. Now, when he mentioned it, she couldn't help but wonder, "Are you really the emperor?" "

Feng Aoyun looked at her tenderly, "Emperor brother, do you remember that in the valley, you danced your sword to show me?"

Feng Aotian looked at him. These are all memories of her predecessor and her imperial brother when he was a child. Why did he know that? Besides, in that valley, besides her and the imperial brother, there was also Mu Hanjin. Knowing, that's not right, there is also the ghost mask man, her eyes flashed coldly, and then turned around, "Emperor brother, the minister is not available today."

Feng Aoyun stepped forward, holding her hand, "Come with me."

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the request in his eyes, but felt that the look in his eyes belonged to the emperor brother. She couldn't help but wonder, who is this person? Is it really Feng Aoyun? However, why are they different?

Feng Aoyun took her by the hand and walked slowly forward. Mu Hanjin listened to the words of the two of them truly, every word, like a stone, hitting him. Heart.

He stretched out his hand to touch his heart, it was really painful.

Feng Aotian was led by Feng Aoyun, passed Mu Hanjin, and walked forward.

Mu Hanjin suddenly felt suffocated in her heart, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then her body fell wobbly and raised her eyes. The strong sunlight hit him, which was very dazzling.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and his body slowly fell downward. Suddenly, he was taken into a warm embrace, opened his eyes, and turned around, but saw a familiar face. He smiled slightly and stared at her. .

Feng Aotian took him into his arms, stretched out his hand, grasping his pulse, but saw the blood red line on the palm of her hand, her eyes flashed coldly, and then flew away from the palace holding him.

Feng Aoyun looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes flashed with sadness, and then turned around, he was really trying hard to retrieve the memories of him and her, but why, whenever he mustered up the courage, she But always abandon him mercilessly?

He turned around lonely and walked towards this huge palace step by step...

Xing Wuyun stood aside, looking at the complicated relationship between the three in front of him, and remembering Wei Zimo's words last night, he shook his head quickly, so he would not like the brutal, changeable, and black-hearted regent, more importantly Is he still a man, he likes women, OK? Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and continued to do his own thing.

Feng Aotian hugged Mu Hanjin, returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion, fell into the palace, and helped him, "You lie to you?"

Mu Hanjin smiled slightly, "Master, the minister is really fine."

"What is this?" Feng Aotian raised his hands and pointed at the red line.

Mu Hanjin still smiled and said, "This red line is a sign of the lack of blood in the minister, and it will disappear after adjusting the breath. The prince can rest assured."

Feng Aotian looked at her, his eyes flashed with condensation, "If you dare to lie to the Lord, you know the consequences."

"The prince is willing to kill the officials?" Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand, stroked her face, and asked softly.

"What do you mean?" Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his lips, and put blood from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, then put him on the soft couch and sat cross-legged to heal his injuries.

After finally exhausting two horses, Lan Jingshu rushed back to the capital. He raised his eyes and looked at the majestic Prince Regent’s Mansion before him. He dismounted from his horse. The heart that ran wildly before saw the four characters in front of him, but he was stunned. The ground hesitated.

Should he go in?

"Lady Lan, here we are." Jingxi on the side watched Lan Jingshu leading the horse in a daze, and carefully reminded.

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu condensed his emotions, and then walked forward step by step, until he came to the gate of the palace, he raised his steps and stepped into the palace, only to feel that what he had experienced these days was not in a dream.

He put away his steps, exited the tall threshold, and then took a deep breath, stepping in, his gentle and jade temperament was covered with a faint soft light, unlike the past dullness.

He walked into the bedroom, until he reached the bedroom, and saw Father Feng standing anxiously outside the door, he hurried forward, "Daddy Feng, what happened?"

"The prince and concubine Mu came back, they were inside, they haven't come out yet." Feng Gonggong looked at Lan Jing's book, and then remembered, "Concubine Lan, you just came back?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu thought that his first thought of returning to Beijing turned out to be to return to the palace. He couldn't help but wonder if he had been bound here for two years, so he formed this idea.

He lowered his eyes and stood outside the palace, waiting quietly.

About half an hour later, Feng Aotian slowly retracted his palms, took Mu Hanjin into his arms, let him lean on his lap, stretched out his hand, stroked his face, and held his hand, but it was biting. The chill was colder than vomiting blood three days ago. She spread his hand, and the red line disappeared. She was relieved immediately.

Upon seeing this, Feng Gonggong hurriedly reported to the outside world, "Master, Lan Shifei is back."

"Let him in." Feng Aotian restrained her emotions, then raised her eyes, looking at Lan Jingshu slowly entering, her clothes are messy, all the way dusty, it seems that she has been running around these few days, she opened her lips in a deep voice. "come."

Lan Jingshu slowly stepped forward, walked in front of her, bowed his head and said, "The minister sees the prince."

"Sit down." Feng Aotian pointed to his side and whispered.

Lan Jingshu hesitated. He was running around for several days. He hadn't bathed for several days. He hesitated, and Feng Aotian dragged him down with one hand. "It's not that the body hasn't been bathed, it has some smell, and he rests first, Father Feng, yet Don't prepare bath soup."

"Yes." Father Feng responded quickly, listening to the prince's tone, and then he was relieved.

Lan Jingshu raised her eyes, looked at the coldness in her eyes, then looked down and stopped talking.

Mu Hanjin woke up quietly, raised her eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, but met her cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a slight smile, "Master."

Feng Aotian raised his wrist, pulled him in front of him, and said coldly, "Dare you lie to the Lord?"

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Aoao...pro-nice guys, the second one will serve you...hoar...

Recommending Zi Lingyi's "rich wedding color, sweet wife sultry" night, dark, slender fingers unbutton her clothes little by little, ignoring the pain on her face

"Good-" The deep voice has a **** magnetism, but with an irresistible tone

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A game, she became the object of his revenge

In a conspiracy, the fiancé, who was originally beloved, walked into the auditorium holding the hand of his adoptive mother and sister

But, bloodthirsty, cold and cruel, how could he tolerate his wife like another man.

On the bed, lingering to death, the woman closed her eyes weakly, two drops of clear tears streaming down her eyes.

Love, love, fleshly. True love, single-mindedness, dominant pet

He loves her and is obsessed with everything about her, so Suohuan every night——

And she, the wind blowing, that domineering man, in this life, if possible, she just wants to hide herself and run away from him, but the heavy and low breath at midnight is like a nightmare cycle, but she can't escape—