This Lord is Too Cruel

Mu Hanjin looked at her in profile, but didn't know what to say. What if he told her? He didn't want to put his pain on her, and he didn't want to see her sad because of him.

Mu Hanjin squeezed her hand, and the two stepped into the bedroom. Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked his face, "I'm thin again."

Mu Hanjin was startled slightly, "The minister will make it up."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian thought, who else can accompany her now? Who can there be? Who can she ask for? Except for him, Ye Meixi who is still in Wuyue Country, she suddenly felt that after losing, would she be sad? If she really waited until she was lost, would she be as free and easy as she is now?

She got up, walked into the study, looked at Lan Jingshu's figure, and suddenly remembered that she was watching Mu Hanjin's figure like this last time. At that moment, what did she think? She just wanted someone to be alone with her on this lonely road.

"Let's eat." Feng Aotian stepped forward, took the Zhubi in Lan Jingshu's hand, and looked at him, "Every one is so stubborn."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at the helplessness in Feng Aotian's eyes. He was taken aback for a moment, then he got off the soft couch and followed her out.

The three of them sat down, but they were extremely quiet, without much speech, each with their own thoughts.

Lan Jingshu's left arm is now tied, Feng Aotian clamped the vegetables and placed them in front of him, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "All for the Lord to eat more."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing replied, but at this time, they felt that the regent in front of them looked like a kid who played temper.

Such a bold thought was just a flash, they didn't dare to make trouble in front of her, the two of them buried their heads and used dinner, they saw a goose yellow figure falling, and then sat on Feng Aotian’s side, watching She had a sullen face, "Master, who made you angry?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at Xing Wuyun coldly, "Hey, is there any weakness in Wei Zimo?"

"Yes." Xing Wuyun looked at the coldness in Feng Aotian's eyes. He was taken aback for a moment. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks, put a bite of vegetables into his mouth, and swallowed quickly without chewing, and nodded.

"What?" Feng Aotian deliberately changed the subject.

"He, he has never used things that others have used. All the things he uses must be the best. It is unique in this world. If there is a little dust or smell in the place where he is, he will have to let people Clean again until he is satisfied." Xing Wuyun said slowly.

"Then how he came to Feng Country, he knows the way, but it is tens of thousands of miles, he is not afraid of being choked to death by the dust." Feng Aotian asked suspiciously.

"He sits in a special carriage, all made of agarwood. More importantly, it is very spacious and ventilated, and it is not easy to get into the dust. He often walks a distance and changes one. Therefore, he came to Feng In China, thousands of the same carriages were replaced along the way.” Xing Wuyun thought of Wei Zimo's behavior and felt that it was too exaggerated.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "What else?"

"Also, that is, he is addicted to money like his life, if he wants his money, it is like his life. Therefore, the prince, the minister reminds you, don't think that you have really grabbed his property. Maybe he is now I'm planning to take it back again." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian and kindly reminded him.

"He" Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master is not worried, if he dares to **** him, he will burn him."

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian with a ruthless look in your eyes. It seems that Qiangzhong has a strong midfielder.

Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun were able to talk vigorously, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu each finished their dinner, got up, and entered the study. Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin's figure, his eyes flashed coldly, and then watched. Xiang Xing Wuyun, "When will Feng Qianning come?"

"Two more days." Xing Wuyun looked at the food in front of him, said, and used it for himself. On this day, he had not eaten.

Feng Aotian looked at his impersonal eating appearance, propped his head, "Are you tortured today?"

"It's nothing, smelling the smell of wine, standing for a day." Xing Wuyun said lightly.

Feng Aotian didn't speak any more, then got up, stepped into the study, and sat beside Mu Hanjin. The three of them began to get busy.

Xing Wuyun stopped dinner, then got up, but did not enter the study, but left the bedroom and went to Meixiang Pavilion. Now, he is the only acquaintance to see in the palace.

In the past few days, Yi Mu followed Feng Aotian's prescriptions, and insisted on exercising every day. In his free time, he was looking at the scrolls and preparing for the next scientific examination.

He was sitting under the plum tree, holding a scroll in his hand, his handsome face was unusually white, but he could also see that his complexion was much better than before. Now, I am afraid he is the most leisurely place here.

Xing Wuyun walked into the Meixiang Pavilion, and saw Yi Mu's morbid appearance, and smiled, "Yi Mu, how are you doing these days?"

Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Is here to beg for a drink?"

"Neither." Xing Wuyun shook his head, sitting casually on the stone bench opposite him, looking at him, "Just come over and take a look."

"You are accustomed to wandering, you are like me, you can't go, now, you run here so clean." Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at him, and said unhurriedly, "You guys are pretending to be worried. But I don't want to say it."

"What's wrong with me." Xing Wuyun felt that he had come to the wrong place, then reached out and took the scroll in his hand, "You want to enter the court?"

"Why not?" Yi Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You can all enter the palace as the leader of the Imperial Guard. Why can't I enter the court as an official?"

"It's still that sharp-pointed mouth." Xing Wuyunfu put the scroll into his hand again, and did not speak, but raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

Yi Mu looked at him with this thoughtful appearance, a faint smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he did not speak, continuing to look at the scroll in his hand.

When Feng Aotian was finished, it was the second watch. Then he got down on the soft couch and watched Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu look exhausted, "Jingshu, I don’t need to go back to Jinxuan Pavilion today. Just rest here."

Lan Jingshu was taken aback again, and then responded, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You two go and rest."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu got down on the soft couch, and then walked to the inner hall.

Xing Wuyun looked at Shi Chen, then got up, and saw Yi Mu still on his side, "Why don't you rest."

"You're still with me." Yi Mu put away the scroll, "I'm going to rest."

Xing Wuyun looked at his back, pursing his lips, then got up and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as he landed, he saw a pale pink figure falling down. He stepped forward and looked at the woman in front of him, "Princess Qianning."

A faint smile flashed in Feng Qian's gaze, then he stepped forward and walked forward until he reached the gate of the bedroom, and looked at Father Feng in front of him, "let's send a message to the palace."

Father Feng naturally knew the woman in front of him, and he whispered, "Yes."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw the woman in front of him, "Come in."

Father Feng didn't need to reply, and then looked at Feng Qianning, "Princess Qianning, please!"

Feng Qianning raised his eyes, Xu did not enter, looked at Feng Aotian in front of him, slightly blessed, "Qianning has seen the emperor brother."

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of her. She was fifteen years old, but she was so cold that she didn't meet her age. She thought, she could survive in this palace, and she had such a good skill without being discovered by others. It's really not easy.

"Sit." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes." Feng Qianning replied, and then sat down.

"Let's talk about it, what you know, and your purpose." Feng Aotian said bluntly.

"Since the emperor's brother is so direct, the emperor's sister is also blunt." Feng Qianning looked at Feng Aotian, "Two years ago, the emperor's sister witnessed Xing Zhiyan with her own eyes. The current empress dowager personally poisoned the emperor."

"But, now the first emperor is back, what do you say?" Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning, thinking that two years ago, a fire broke out in her dormitory, and she fell ill and became stupid ever since. I just want to save my life.

"The emperor is absolutely nothing, but the first emperor has been poisoned to death. It was the emperor who watched her pouring the poison into the first emperor's mouth, and the first emperor died with hatred." Feng Qianning continued, "and the present emperor now Not the first emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Do you have evidence?"

"This is it." Feng Qianning took out a porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it to her, "This is the poison used by the Queen Mother."

Feng Aotian took the porcelain bottle and saw that the inside of the porcelain bottle was empty, but she could still smell the scent. She thought that at the beginning, the emperor brother could always smell such a scent by his side. She thought it was incense, she didn’t care. , It turned out to be a piercing poison.

"You want to testify?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Yes." Feng Qianning nodded, "In the past two years, the emperor sister wanted to find a chance to tell the emperor brother the truth, but unfortunately, there was no emperor sister in the eyes of the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at her. Some people were always ignored, so that she always buried herself in the dust and did not want to come out. However, the woman in front of her said, "You tell this king now, what are the conditions?"

"I am sure that the emperor brother can let the emperor sister be free and leave the palace." Feng Qianning looked at Feng Aotian, "I have been trapped in the palace for the rest of my life and cannot come out. I don't want to die in that dead city in the future."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "Okay."

Feng Qian's eyes flashed brightly, and he got up quickly and saluted Feng Aotian, "Emperor sister, thank you, brother."

"Okay, let's go back first, when the time comes, this king will naturally look for you." Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning and said.

"Yes, the imperial sister retire." Feng Qianning's brows and eyes were slightly bent and he left with joy.

Xing Wuyun leaned to one side, looking at Feng Aotian, "The minister thought it was a big deal."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "Xing Zhiyan is your relatives, shouldn't you feel sad or sad?"

"Everyone should receive due punishment for their mistakes. She is not righteous. Even if the minister is sad, the prince will not let her go." Xing Wuyun stepped forward and sat beside her, "but , The minister is more curious about the pavilion master of the Soul Devouring Pavilion pretending to be the Supreme Emperor, but why?

"Destroy Feng Country." Feng Aotian said, "and I will bury Feng Country with him."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "What good is it for him?"

"Master also wants to know." Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at Xing Wuyun, "What about you, where do you sleep today?"

"It's almost three watch now, what do you think?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, then walked into the inner hall, and saw Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu just come out.

He looked at the two of them, then turned and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the minister also wants to take a bath."

Feng Aotian looked at his figure, and then said, "What to say to the Lord."

"It's just talking." Xing Wuyun was also startled, yes, why did he tell her that he was really sick.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu smiled at each other, then walked out of the inner hall and looked at Feng Aotian, "Lord."

"Lord, General Mu has successfully crossed the river and will arrive in the southwest in the next day." The voice of the soul sounded, and Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat aside.

Feng Aotian replied in a low voice, "Where is Yi Yang now?"

"General Yi encountered an obstacle, but it has been resolved and will arrive in the future." Soul continued.

"Okay, have all the people in the Soul Eater found out now?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin.

"It's all found out." Mu Hanjin nodded, "However, they haven't had any movement yet."

"Once there is movement, kill without mercy." Feng Aotian said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded in response.

"The left is only three days." Feng Aotian estimated the days, looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, "Choose a good day for the Lord to become the throne."

Mu Hanjin stepped forward, walked to her side, and sat down, "The minister is already calculated. If the trip goes smoothly, it will be in ten days."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You can pinch it now."

"Master, the minister knows your plans and plans." Mu Hanjin understood her thoughts early in the morning, so it was a good day.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Well, then go and prepare."

"Already preparing." Mu Hanjin continued.

Lan Jingshu was aside, slightly startled, the regent ascended the throne? Then, in the future, she will be the real emperor, and the fate of the entire Feng Kingdom will be in her hands. He suddenly feels a little confused, wondering what to do?

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu. Many things can only be handed over to time. No matter what Feng Aotian they knew before, but now Feng Aotian is more brutal than she used to be. , More ambitious, blood stained mountains and rivers, it is inevitable.

"How much has been gathered now." Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Only ten percent." The soul whispered back.

"Well, if you gather another 10%, you will stop." Feng Aotian nodded.

"The prince, the third prince sent a master, and now, when the subordinates wait for how to break through and **** it back, they **** it back." The soul then said.

"Then grab it, grab it back, and burn it." Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Yes." Soul led his life.

Xing Wuyun had already taken a shower, then walked out and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the minister has a request."

"What?" Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, thinking that he was very abnormal these few days, and now he can't help it.

"The minister begs the prince to withdraw his position as the commander of the guard." Xing Wuyun replied with his head down.

Feng Aotian narrowed his phoenix eyes and stared at him coldly, "Are you leaving?"

"Exactly." Xing Wuyun felt that if he stayed, something unexpected would happen, it would be better to leave, so he is still the unrestrained Xing Wuyun.

"Master is right." Feng Aotian hadn't planned to keep him, because she hadn't figured out what was hidden behind him. Now that he wants to leave, he must not be entangled in it.

"Thank you, the prince." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and met Feng Aotian's eyes, and then said, "When the minister returns, I will learn about wine from the master."

"Then you have to talk to Duke Jiu, this matter has nothing to do with this king." Feng Aotian said coldly.

Looking at Feng Aotian like this, Xing Wuyun didn't feel that he was born, nor was he too sad. Instead, a free and easy smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, thinking that they should be like this. Only in this way is the normal way to get along. Then he bowed his body, "The minister retires."

"Go ahead." Feng Aotian waved his hand.

Xing Wuyun glanced at Feng Aotian, turned around, and Feisheng left the Regent's Mansion. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his original self had finally returned. It felt so good.

He immediately entered the palace, said goodbye to the wine father, and then returned to the restaurant.

Because of Feng Aotian's actions today, Wei Zimo has insomnia now, wondering what her intention is?

Xing Wuyun sat aside and looked at Wei Zimo’s enchanting posture, but it was light. He poured a glass of wine on his own and sniffed. He suddenly felt that it was delicious in the world, but he did not drink it. Since he agreed to the wine father If you are not allowed to drink alcohol within a month, you have to be convinced.

"When will you leave?" Wei Zimo saw Xing Wuyun regaining his unrestrained smile, knowing he had figured it out.

"I will leave tonight." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, "Are you waiting for me on a special trip?"

Wei Zimo didn't look back, but looked at the scenery outside the window, "After these two days, after I have settled the matter here, you leave, you are waiting for me in Leqi."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "I don't necessarily go back there."

"Whatever you want." Wei Zimo also said indifferently, "You told Feng Aotian about my rumors?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "I've played enough, so naturally I can't let you read the jokes, you can feel it yourself."

"I think you didn't want to admit that you almost fell in and pushed me out." Wei Zimo sneered and said lightly.

"It's good if you know it." Xing Wuyun turned the glass, "It's better to be a chic and comfortable gentleman."

auzw.com Mu Hanjin watched Xing Wuyun leave and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you really let him leave."

"It won't make much difference if he keeps it." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master has been playing with him for such a long time. He should have left."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, naturally knowing that there must be something he didn't know about, but who can really see through and make it clear about things in the world, everyone is just staggering step by step. Just go ahead.

In the palace, the queen dowager's bedroom, Feng Aoyun lay by the window, holding the wine jar in his hand, raised his head, took a sip, raised his eyes, looked at the scenery outside the window, he sneered, and then took another sip.

Xing Zhiyan's face is still red and swollen, and she can't wait to tear her face apart now, it's better, so difficult, now, the entire palace is watching her jokes.

Guo Hui stood on one side, watching the situation in front of him, and then reported, "Master, Mu Hanyao and Yi Yang each brought 100,000 horses, and they rushed to the southwest the next day. At that time, the riots in the southwest will be affected. Suppression, if so..."

Feng Aoyun raised his eyes and looked at Guo Hui in front of him, "Well, everything went according to plan, even if it was suppressed, what about it?"

"Lord..." Guo Hui felt that Feng Aoyun was too abnormal in the past few days. The previous cruelty no longer exists. Now, looking at it, it is more sad.

Under the veil, Xing Zhiyan stepped forward and looked at Feng Aoyun, "Master, now the dark lines in the pavilion have been targeted. If they do something, the regent will definitely take action."

"So what?" Feng Aoyun suddenly felt how ridiculous his life is. After struggling for so many years and suffering for so many years, what is it for? He wants to completely destroy this **** Feng Country. Burned everything related to her, but in the end he still failed. He shouldn't come back, right? If you don't come back, if you don't look for memories of being with her, if you don't try to get close to her again, if... But there are so many in life, if so, if you can go back in time, that would be great.

Xing Zhiyan stood aside, watching him look like this. For some reason, she stepped forward, snatched the wine jar in his hand, fell to the ground fiercely, staring at him fiercely, "Why are you doing this? Isn’t it possible to look at the people around you? The people in front of you? Why do you have to act for an impossible person?"

Feng Aoyun got up, reached out and pinched her neck, her eyes filled with coldness, "You dare to be rude to this seat."

Xing Zhiyan laughed loudly, "You dragged me to hell. Now, I want to try to escape again. Do you think it's possible?"

Feng Aoyun slapped her palms, Xing Zhiyan broke free of his hands, panting heavily, and fell to the ground, "Haha, I'm so ridiculous, so ridiculous, what do I want in this life? I kill myself. What is it for? Why are you suddenly appearing, why are you pulling me into a situation where you can't recover? Why? I just want a true relationship. Why on earth?"

Guo Hui knelt on one side, looking at Xing Zhiyan, tears flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aoyun, "Lord..."

Feng Aoyun turned around and waved, "Get out of here."

Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes and looked at him, "You love Feng Aotian, don't you? You love her, so hate her, so you want to destroy her, but while destroying her, you fall into In the painful struggle, what do you want to do now? What about your pain over the years? What about your hatred over the years? Isn't it, at the last moment, do you have to give up all your previous work? I am not afraid of death, I should have died long ago, but what about you What do you want?"

"Go!" Feng Aoyun raised his hand and slapped Xing Zhiyan's chest with a palm.

Guo Hui hurriedly stepped forward and supported her, "Empress Mother."

Xing Zhiyan still looked at Feng Aoyun, "You are a demon!"

Feng Aoyun turned her eyes, her eyes shattered with a murderous intent, "This seat is a demon, what about you? You killed him with your own hands. Could it be that this seat made you kill him?"

Xing Zhiyan had a meal, yes, what is she regretting now? What are you sad about? All of this is caused by her, isn't it?

She laughed loudly, then fainted.

Guo Hui quickly helped her and took her back out.

Feng Aoyun lay on the soft couch feebly, one step wrong, wrong step, who is the blame for him at this point?

Feng Qianning went back to the bedroom, and Mother Yu stood aside and looked at her, "Princess, the old slave doesn't understand, why are you going to the regent?"

Feng Qianning looked at Mother Yu, her eyes flashed coldly, "I'm waiting, it looks like it's already there."

"What does the princess mean?" Mother Yu's eyes lit up.

"Well, I believe it won't be long before you will know the answer." Feng Qianning said, then turned around and stepped into the bedroom.

Mu Hanyao hurriedly rushed on the road late at night, and the people behind him did not dare to be slack. Leng Peihan looked at the situation in front of him and realized that it is not easy to march and fight. She has never rushed through the road with such high intensity. , Obviously some can't hold it anymore.

Mu Hanyao turned around and looked at Leng Peihan's face a little pale, "Peihan, maybe you can hold on?"

"Brother Hanyao, it's okay. If I can't hold on to this tiredness, wouldn't it be even more useless if I get to the real battlefield in the future?" Leng Peihan resisted, looking at Mu Hanyao and said.

Mu Hanyao looked at her, "If you can't hold on, just tell me."

"Okay." Leng Peihan nodded, and then continued to drive.

At the border, Leng Qianye has been arranging troops for the past few days, as well as training the troops brought from Lianghuai. These few days have been a fulfilling life that he has never had in the past two years. Only sleep for two hours, and the rest of the time is busy.

"General, when you come back this time, it's different." Jibai said from the side.

"What's the difference?" Leng Qianye's handsome face, at this moment, with a trace of calmness.

Jibai sat beside him, "I can't tell."

"It's just a little bit more insight." Leng Qianye felt that he had been trapped in the dungeon all day in the past two years, and it was dark, but he learned to think, and even more to persevere, he was right with Feng Ao. God, in the past two years, there has been disgust, and even hatred, but since she brought herself out of the dungeon, he has witnessed her hidden talents, and has seen Mu Hanjin do it for her. Fighting for life, he saw the difference Mu Hanyao had to her, saw many things he could not see before, and knew the reason why she imprisoned him, at that moment, he realized that he had actually not There is no wasting, maybe, it is just a battlefield, but a battlefield facing a person.

Now, what he holds in his hand is the Art of War written by her herself. When he read it these few days, he suddenly felt that this might be the real her, but he didn’t understand why she would do so much in the past two years. People and gods were angry, if she had shown such talents early in the morning, then today's Feng State would have become different.

"General Mu came back this time, and it has become different." Ji Bai looked at Leng Qianye and continued.

"What's the difference?" Leng Qianye looked at Jibai, "By the way, how did Hanyao come back?"

"It was the regent who sent someone to bring General Mu." Jibai said, "The regent's methods are really vicious. The soldiers of the kingdom were swallowed by the wolves under the regent, and, at that time, in order to make General Mu return. With her, she introduced all the soldiers into the wolves, and General Mu was forced to have no choice before agreeing to the regent."

Leng Qianye was silent, thinking that only she could do such a cruel thing in this world, but it was always an effective method.

"And then?" Leng Qianye looked at Jibai, "How did the natural danger break?"

"Before the regent left, he told the general the way to break the natural danger. In less than a month, we broke the natural danger." Jibai felt excited when he thought of this. "Thinking about it, there is such a way."

"Well, let's just listen." Leng Qianye remembered that when he just came out of the dungeon, Feng Aotian was receiving a secret letter stating that the natural danger had been breached. He was shocked at the beginning.

Ji Bai told Leng Qianye how to break through the dangers at the time. After Leng Qianye listened, his eyes flashed brightly, "It is indeed a trick."

But he sighed in his heart, their father, as well as him and Han Yao, tried hard to see through, but was cracked by her. He bowed his head and looked at the art of war in his hand. He was a little ashamed of the mystery of the book of war. In addition to Feng Aotian's brutal character, in fact, her means and wisdom are undoubtedly hope for Feng Guo, and I hope she can understand it in the future.

"General Leng, after General Mu returned to the camp this time, it seems to have become a lot clearer." Ji Bai has followed Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao for many years, and he is naturally familiar with their personalities.

"Why?" Leng Qianye thought that Mu Hanyao had indeed changed, but this slight change made him feel uneasy, could it be that he really?

"When the regent left the border, Zeng would send letters to General Mu every day, and he asked General Mu to send letters back every day. At first, General Mu didn’t care about it, but then, every time he saw the letter, he would always Look for a long time." Jibai looked at Leng Qianye's mysterious washing elephant pond and said, "At that time, the regent and General Mu were in the same room."

Leng Qianye listened to Jibo's words, then looked at him, "Who else knows about this?"

"Who cares about this kind of thing." Jibai's handsome face was full of smiles. "However, I think General Mu's look nowadays is very good. Compared with the coldness of the past, it is a little more humane."

Leng Qianye remained silent, and the two brothers still let him worry. At this time, soldiers from outside came inside, "Tell General, this is a letter sent by General Mu."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye took it, opened the letter, frowned, "Really it's a female congress."

Jibai looked at Leng Qianye's indifferent face with rare helplessness, and then asked, "General Leng, what happened?"

"My younger sister is with Hanyao now." Leng Qianye thought, after she came back, she must be sent back.

Jibai understood immediately and looked at Leng Qianye with a smile.

A report came from outside the account, "General, the enemy is now downstairs."

Leng Qianye looked at Jibai, "This battle is inevitable."

"I don't know what Fu Han wants to do this time?" Ji Bai quickly reduced his smile, followed Leng Qianye out of the camp and rushed to the tower.

Feng Aotian did not rest. Instead, she stood outside her palace and watched all night. The situation changed. Now, it is just the first step. The road ahead is still long, and the long road is long. How long can she hold on?

Until dawn, Feng Aotian also entered the palace, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu also stayed up all night, watching her enter, Mu Hanjin stepped forward and held her hand, but it was cold to the bone.

He bowed his head, held her hand in his palm, breathed lightly, and looked at her, "Lord, let's take a bath first."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then stepped into the inner hall. Father Feng also guarded the screen, not allowing anyone to approach.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu knew that Feng Aotian would not let anyone get close when taking a bath, so they just waited.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi, dressed in a uniform, rode a horse, and stayed in an inconspicuous place. Even so, it attracted the prying eyes of many boudoir girls.

His appearance is more beautiful than the appearance of other princes in this royal family, and his current dark red robe, riding a steed, is also full of charm.

Concubine Chen saw Ye Meixi’s figure at a glance. She looked sideways and saw that the emperor was looking at him. She was very unhappy, and then took the emperor’s arm, "The emperor, today’s Qiuwei is the prince for It makes you happy."

"Well, I understand what the prince wants." The emperor retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand, stroked the delicate skin of the concubine Chen, bowed his head, and pecked at the corner of her lips.

The concubine Chen whispered, "The emperor..."

Ye Meixi looked at the scenery in front of him, observing the movement around him, and later, where should he go?

At this time, the prince officials who took the prince as the loyal prince at the forefront listened to the prince's order, and everyone rushed forward on horseback.

Ye Meixi also walked forward among the crowd, waiting to reach a certain place, then turned the horse's head, went to another place, found a secluded place, tapped on his toes, and leaned against the tree, comfortable Basking in the sun.

The two women came over, looked at no one around, and then began to say, "Who is the man wearing a dark red brocade just now?"

"It seems to be the fifth prince," another woman whispered.

"It's so beautiful." The woman couldn't help sighing.

"Yes." The woman on the opposite side also looked fascinated.

"It's just a pity." The woman sighed quietly.

"What's the matter?" Another woman looked at her with a grimace and asked.

"It's a pity that he has a good pair of skins." The woman twisted the silk kerchief in her hands, leaning on one side, "I heard from my father that these five princes are the least favored princes, and they have suffered from a strange disease since childhood. , Drink human blood exclusively."

"Ah!" another woman screamed.

"Be quiet." The woman hurriedly stepped forward, covering the mouth of the woman in front of her. "Father also said that the fifth prince has no hope of inheriting the throne, and the prince will not let him. He is cursed, maybe, soon Will die."

"Oh, it's a pity." The woman listened and took the woman in front of her with a pity on her hand.

"Okay, let's go back." The woman looked up and looked at the empty space in front of her, a little scared.

"Wait for me." When the other woman saw this, she trembled a few times with fright, and the two left the woods.

Immediately after seeing a woman on another tree, she looked at Ye Meixi, "Aren't you angry?"

Ye Meixi looked at the woman in front of her, then turned around casually, "My Royal Highness was originally."

"Really?" The woman tapped her toes and landed on Ye Meixi's tree, raising her hand to run into him.

He then gave a light wave, then turned and fell to the ground.

The woman also fell down immediately and looked at him, "I heard that the fifth prince was weak since he was a child. How can he use martial arts to continue his life by drinking human blood?"

Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows, "So what?"

"If I advertise your martial arts skills, do you think the prince will let you go?" The woman smiled proudly with her arms around her chest.

"Before you go out, you have become a pile of bones." Ye Meixi said, and waved at her.

The woman hid back again and again, then turned around, flying up, avoiding the wind of his palm, and falling again, looking at Ye Meixi, "You are not curious about who I am?"

"Don't care." Ye Meixi is not interested in people he doesn't care about now.

"Maybe I can help you." The woman didn't get angry, and then leaned against the tree beside her and said.

"What can I do for me?" Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes rolled, not looking at her, but looking up at the sky.

The woman looked at him with a smile on her lips, "Help you achieve your wish."

"I never rely on others." Ye Meixi turned her eyes, looked at her, and said coldly.

"Really?" The woman curled her lips and smiled, "Do you need it, how about a bet?"

Ye Meixi turned her eyes and looked at her, "Naive." After saying that, she flew up and sat down and drove away.

The woman looked at Ye Meixi's leaving figure, the corner of her mouth smiled deeper, and then flew away.

When Ye Meixi returned to the front of the camp, everyone returned home full, flattering and flattering each other, but leaving Ye Meixi alone alone.

Ye Meixi didn't care. Before the film, he heard someone hurriedly report, "It's not good, your Royal Highness hit an arrow."

At this moment, the emperor who was in the camp quickly got up and looked at the guards who rushed in, "Where is the prince?"

"The emperor, the prince... the prince is outside the tent." The guard said, pointing to the outside of the tent.

When everyone turned their eyes, they saw Ye Ziran being carried slowly over, his forehead was sweating, and an arrow in his body seemed to be very serious.

Ye Meixi looked at the situation in front of her, but just watched with cold eyes, then leaned on one side boredly, watching the situation in front of her.

"Emperor..." The emperor rushed out and walked quickly to Ye Ziran's body, completely lost in shock.

Ye Ziran raised his eyes and looked at the emperor, "Father, the emperor is not in the way."

"Emperor..." The emperor was distressed, with that expression, wishing that the arrow hit him.

Ye Meixi sneered. She really knew how to act. At this moment, she heard a soft voice from a woman, "The courtier sees the emperor."

Because the prince was hit by an arrow, the doctor did not dare to draw the arrow, but stood by in a cold sweat. Therefore, now, everyone is helpless. This voice broke the solemn atmosphere outside the camp. The woman slowly moved forward, and then walked to Ye Ziran, looking at the arrow feathers above, "The emperor, the courtier is proficient in medicine. , Is willing to draw an arrow for His Royal Highness."

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