This Lord is Too Cruel

Three days later, Qin Tianjian issued a will, which was the edict prepared before Feng Yinqi was poisoned. Feng Aotian, dressed in a dragon robe, walked step by step in the main hall of the Jinluan Hall under the support of Father Feng.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, one blue and one purple official gown, are elegant and graceful. They stand in the first place with a bow, with hundreds of officials standing on both sides.

Feng Guo has gone through ups and downs in a short period of two years. Finally, at this moment, a new emperor is ushered in. The officials can’t help but sigh. Now they can live and stand on this golden temple, witnessing the emperor in front of them. It is not easy for a prince to become the regent now to become the emperor.

Feng Ao Tian's eyes did not squint, and the whole body exuded the majesty of the emperor. When she sat on the dragon chair, the phoenix eyes showed unquestionable coldness. She swept through the hundreds of officials in the hall. At this moment, what she wanted It's not just this Fengguo country.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live!" All the officials knelt down and shouted long live.

Feng Aotian sat down in a precarious manner, waving his hand, "Flat!"

This day is destined to change the history of Feng Country. Once, Feng Country, which was devastated and precarious, is destined to begin on this day and enter a new era.

The new emperor ascended to the throne, amnesty the world, sacrificed to the heavens, sacrificed to the ancestral temple, Sheji, and the people, until late at night, Feng Aotian returned to the palace of the emperor.

She stepped into the imperial bedroom and looked at the furnishings in front of her. She still preserved the appearance of Feng Aoyun when she was there. She stretched out her hand and stroked one of the objects here. Looking back on the past, she walked to the dragon couch and saw Feng Yin. Qi lay peacefully, she stepped forward, stroking his immature face, "Uncle Wang is waiting for you to wake up."

Mu Hanjin stepped into the emperor's bedroom, walked to her side, and whispered, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, raised his hand, held his fingers, and gently tugged, and he fell into her arms.

Mu Hanjin's jade-like face, with a touch of Tsinghua, asked in a low voice, "Is the emperor lacking?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and leaned his head on his thin shoulders, taking a deep breath of the elegant aura from him, "Is all those who should be dismissed in the palace dismissed?"

"The emperor wanted to keep it, so the minister asked them to move into the palace." Mu Hanjin was holding her hand and stroking the blue silk on her chest with the other hand, and said warmly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, just keep it."

"The minister obeys his orders." Mu Hanjin paused slightly and responded in a low voice.

Feng Aotian turned around, pressing him on the dragon couch, bowed his head, stroked his jade-like face, and ran his fingertips across his slightly cool lips, "I don't know, you are so jealous. ."

"The emperor knows it now, it's not too late." Mu Hanjin said, raising her head slightly and kissing her lips.

Feng Aotian rubbed the tip of his nose, "Well, there are still many memorials waiting for the Lord today."

Mu Hanjin got up from the dragon bed and looked at her, "The emperor, who is in charge of this harem?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you not going to enter the palace?"

"But, you are the emperor, you must be the queen in the future, the ministers are just..." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with sadness, they are just the male favorite of the regent in his spare time.

Feng Aotian put a finger on his lips, "The master will stand behind, but it's not a woman."

"But, what is Feng Guo's future like?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but worry.

"You give birth to the master." Feng Aotian looked at him and walked forward holding his hand.

Mu Hanjin was slightly startled, where in this world can a man give birth?

"If the minister can do it, then he will be born." Mu Hanjin took Feng Aotian and said firmly.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth, "Fool."

Lan Jingshu had been in the Imperial Palace for a long while, and was afraid to enter. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Come in."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu leaned forward and stepped inside. "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian changed the study to the same layout as the Prince Regent's Mansion, and watched the two of them stand aside, "Sit down."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat across from Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at the two in front of him, "What happened to the imperial examination?"

"The candidates that have been reported are just in number." Mu Hanjin thought about their thoughts, preferring to die more than letting women enter the court as officials.

Feng Aotian sneered, "The women's scientific examinations are also released, and the master wants them to see, the women are not inferior at all."

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing looked at each other in writing, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, you have no jokes."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "He was the regent when he said that, but today he is the emperor, it's different."

Mu Hanjin looked at her helplessly, and only she could tell such a high-sounding fallacy, "The emperor, although the Soul Eater is destroyed, it is difficult to guarantee that there are other details lurking in Qiguo."

"So why not?" Feng Aotian said disapprovingly, "It's just looking for death."

She took the memorial in Mu Hanjin's hand and read it, and when she saw Mu Hanjin's finger, she lifted it up, looked at it for a while, then put it down again.

Mu Hanjin looked sideways and looked at her, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Feng Aotian did not speak, but continued to review the memorials. The atmosphere suddenly became weird. He lowered his head and looked at his fingers. He also understood something. He pulled up his sleeves, put his fingers in the sleeves, and then watched. The memorial before me.

Lan Jingshu looked at the situation in front of him, but didn't know how to say it, but now, he was thinking about another thing, should he enter the palace? If he enters the palace, what is he? If he doesn't enter the palace, what is he?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Do you have a plan, enter the palace or return?"

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him. There was a moment of silence. For some reason, he responded, "The minister enters the palace."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You don't have to be like this now."

"It's so convenient." Lan Jingshu said faintly. Perhaps, since the day he entered the Prince Regent's mansion, he was doomed where he is now.

She did not dissuade them anymore. She gave them the opportunity to choose everything, "You have to think about it. Once you enter the palace, the Lord will not plan to let you out."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at hers, nodded and said, "The minister has thought about it."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded. "Where do you want to live, tell Father Feng."

"Yes." Lan Jing responded, and then continued to review the memorial.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin with her head lowered. She sighed helplessly, and then raised his Qingsi, "Master promised you, after he becomes the throne, he will designate you as a national teacher."

"The minister leads the order!" Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, seeing that she was not upset, a soft light flashed in her eyes, and she quickly responded.

"However, do you have any thoughts about the candidate for the inspector's official history?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, and then asked.

"There is one person who can take the post, but..." Mu Hanjin was also embarrassed when he thought of this person.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Who? Can you be here?"

"For his talent and appearance, he should be appreciated by the master, but he..." Mu Hanjin stopped talking.

"Listen to it." Feng Aotian looked at him, feeling that this person should have an unspeakable concealment.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, the two of them also tacitly said, "He is the son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, named Gu Yefeng, but he is born disabled and cannot walk."

Feng Aotian looked at him, and then remembered that there was indeed this person in his memory, "Such a person should have a good temper."

"He is withdrawn and irritable." Mu Hanjin nodded and replied, "Except for those who have known him in the past, he will ignore everyone else."

"Interesting." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Is there him in this year's imperial examination?"

"Nothing." Mu Hanjin replied, "He is stubborn and never does things he doesn't like. He would rather fight to die, he wouldn't do it."

"Interesting, this kind of strong temperament, I like it." Feng Aotian smiled again and looked at him, "Where is he now?"

"In Shangshufu." Mu Hanjin looked at the cunning light flashing in Feng Aotian's eyes, suddenly wondering if he shouldn't be pulled out.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to him."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "The emperor, in this matter, let the minister and Jingshu persuade you."

"He rarely goes out of the house?" Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that he doesn't like him?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "He has been on good terms with Yi Mu, and they are also best friends."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian seemed to have an idea, and then looked at the two of them, "After reviewing the memorandum earlier, rest early, and you two will choose the palace again tomorrow, and you will be here to accompany you tonight."

"Yes." Of course Mu Hanjin was willing, and Lan Jingshu also responded plainly, because he knew that the current regent, no, should be the emperor, and would not do anything to him.

Mu Hanyao rushed to the border overnight. Leng Qianye received the news and was already waiting for him at the gate of the barracks. From a distance, seeing Mu Hanyao leading a large group of horses and horses gradually approaching, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Leng Peihan saw Leng Qianye from a distance, got off his horse and ran towards him, "Brother."

Leng Qianye looked at Leng Peihan, his eyes flashed sternly, "You dare to go out of Beijing privately, you are getting bolder."

"Brother, I am not well now." Leng Peihan said with a smile, and then took Leng Qianye's hand, "This trip to the southwest, but it opened my eyes."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and watched Mu Hanyao get off his horse. The two of them smiled at each other and then stepped into the barracks. The brigade also entered the camp one after another.

"How many people were lost?" Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao, and then asked.

"Half." Thinking of this, Mu Hanyao still felt a pain in his heart. These people followed their brothers who had been born and died for many years.

"It's a blessing to be able to come back alive." Leng Qianye patted Mu Hanyao on the shoulder and said, "A few days ago. Qiguo also hoarded 300,000 horses and almost went to war."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "This matter must have something to do with Qiguo."

"Do you mean that the Southwestern Rebellion is related to Qiguo?" Leng Qianye also had some guesses, but looking at Mu Hanyao's eyes, his guess was correct.

"Today the new emperor ascends the throne." When he received Feng Aotian's plan to ascend the throne and claim the emperor, he was still a little startled.

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, "You should be clear about her ambition, even if you return to the border, aren't they in her calculations?"

"Yes." Leng Qianye also remembered her conditions before leaving. It turned out that all of this was in her plan. "You are also in her plan to pacify the chaos in the southwest."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "At that time, I told you about it slowly."

"Okay." Leng Qianye thought there was no need to rest tonight. He is now very interested in Mu Hanyao's affairs in the southwest.

This night, it was very lively. In the camp, Jibai and Li Su, as well as Mu Hanyao, Leng Qianye, and Leng Peihan were sitting in a group. Mu Hanyao was talking while Leng Peihan was fascinating. Describing, even Li Su also inserted a few words on the side, and it was not until dawn that all the things encountered in the southwest were discussed.

A dark shadow fell, and there was a secret letter in Mu Hanyao's hand. Everyone looked at the situation in front of them, and they were tacitly aware, because of this, they had become accustomed to it.

Mu Hanyao looked at the secret letter in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at them, "Now that the story is over and the sky is bright, it's time to train the army."

Jibo and Li Su were not at all sleepy, they quickly took their orders, and then retreated.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao, "As soon as you came back, did she send you a secret letter?"

"The king... the emperor has it every day, and the southwest road will receive it without interruption." Mu Hanyao did not open the secret letter, but raised his eyes and said to Leng Qianye.

Leng Peihan echoed, "Yes, I really don't know this regent... No, Ying Dao is the emperor, how can there be so many things to say."

A soft light flashed between Mu Hanyao's eyebrows that he hadn't even noticed. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "I heard that you are now studying the art of war, and you have ordered the soldiers to practice. How are you doing now?"

"It's going well. It won't be long. Even if Qiguo dispatches 300,000 troops, my grandfather can be one enemy to ten." Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao.

"Well, if it's so good, the emperor is far away in the capital, you can't be sloppy about border affairs now." Mu Hanyao thought that Feng Aotian had just ascended the throne, and there are still many things to do in the future. He will definitely be very busy. Come to the border again.

Leng Qianye was stunned, looking at Mu Hanyao, always feeling that something was wrong, turning around, looking at Leng Peihan, "Why are you going back to Beijing?"

Leng Peihan looked at Leng Qianye, then turned around and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Brother Hanyao, do you see in the emperor's secret letter that there is a female scientific examination in Beijing?"

"She won't tell me this in a secret letter." Mu Hanyao said directly, looking at Leng Peihan, "However, according to the emperor's temperament, she should be good at it. You can still catch up if you set off now."

Leng Peihan nodded quickly, then looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother, I will leave for Beijing tomorrow."

Leng Qianye looked at her, "When have you been so interested in the affairs of the emperor?"

"It's in the southwest." Leng Peihan raised his eyebrows, then looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother, how do I think you are a little different from before?"

"What's the difference?" Leng Qianye looked at Leng Peihan, his eyes still cold.

Leng Peihan smiled slyly, "Well...you know it for yourself."

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye and felt that wherever he had changed, he was also silent.

However, for a long time, Leng Qianye and Leng Pei concealed the camp, and Mu Hanyao opened the secret letter. As expected, the words were still so frivolous, but at the end they said one important thing, "There is a place in the army. The country must work carefully, and be careful, be sure to pull out the work."

Mu Hanyao then sat down and replied to the secret letter, then walked out of the camp and looked at the scene in front of him, this time he felt that he had finally returned home.

In the early dynasty, this was Feng Aotian ascending the throne as emperor. He went to dynasty for the first time as an emperor. He looked at the hundreds of officials under the hall, "Nowadays, all parts of Feng Kingdom are waiting to be revived. We must comply with the new regulations issued by me, and must not violate them. If you dare to commit, you will be severely punished.

"The officials obeyed." All the officials responded together.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian returned to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall. Yi Mu was already waiting outside the palace. He was still in a pink blue shirt, looking thin, with a fragile appearance.

"The courtiers, see the emperor!" Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian walking slowly, and then bowed in salute.

Feng Aotian then stepped into the palace of the emperor, and Yi Mu followed in, and then stood beside her.

Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch and looked at him, "What is the habit of living in the palace?"

"Very quiet." Yi Mu is a quiet person.

Feng Aotian also asked Father Feng to separate the east and west palaces of the harem before entering the palace. Mu Hanjin and the others lived in the east palace, and the former concubines lived in the west palace. However, many of them have already passed away, leaving They are just some concubines who are not enough to mention.

"Let's go out with the master later." Feng Aotian looked at him and said.

"Yes." Although Yi Mu didn't know why Feng Aotian suddenly summoned him, but now he thought it should be important.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu also stepped into the bedroom, looking at Feng Aotian, "The minister sees the emperor!"

"Well, the memorial, you two will approve it first, and you will make the comment when the master comes back." Feng Aotian looked at them and said.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, naturally understood where Feng Aotian was going, and then walked into the study with Lan Jingshu.

Half an hour later, in the carriage, Yi Mu sat quietly, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, who was dressed up as an attendant, thinking that the emperor had a unique idea. Knowing that Gu Yefeng didn't like her, he dressed like this. Look like.

However, thinking that he hasn't seen Gu Yefeng for a long time, I don't know what he is doing now.

Feng Aotian leaned to one side, dressed in the ordinary clothes of an attendant, trying to conceal the murderous aura on his body as much as possible. Now, closing his eyes and restoring his mind, it looks a bit soft.

auzw.com Yi Mu didn’t care, instead, he took out a book and continued to read it. The scientific examination is about to come. Now he has found something to do, so he naturally feels that the days to come will be more stylish. .

Feng Aotian didn't care even more, it was as if her courtier worked so hard, she should feel relieved.

After a while, the carriage stopped, Yi Mu put down the scroll, got up, and walked out without any slight tweaking or humility. Feng Ao also opened his eyes. Seeing him like this, his eyes flashed with approval. , Then, following him out of the carriage.

Yi Mu stepped forward, while Feng Aotian followed him with his head down. The housekeeper at the gate of the palace looked at the person in front of him and recognized him at a glance. He quickly said, "Master Yi, how did you get here? ?"

"Well, can your son be here?" Yi Mu also nodded slightly, and then asked.

"Yes, now, if the son knows that you are here, he will definitely be happy." Jia Ding said happily, "the son has shut himself in the study for the past few days and will not come out."

"Why can't he think about it?" Yi Mu asked in a low voice, knowing Gu Yefeng's temperament.

"Not yet..." Jia Ding was about to say something, seeing that he was outside the house now, so as not to cause trouble, he quickly laughed, "Master Yi, you should go in and take a look."

"Okay." Yi Mu replied, and then stepped into the mansion, Feng Aotian still hanging his head, following behind him.

As Yi Mu walked, he looked at Feng Aotian behind him, feeling that the emperor really looked like something, but now, looking at it like this, there is nothing wrong with it.

Feng Aotian looked at the furnishings in Shangshu's Mansion, looked elegant in time, and did not seem to be extravagant, thinking that this Shangshu is notoriously clean and honest, and it seemed to be true.

After going around a few corridors, I arrived at a courtyard. The housekeeper who was guarding outside the courtyard looked at the people coming. First, he was startled, and then laughed quickly, as if he saw a savior, and hurried forward, "Master Yi, you are finally here. Go and see my son."

"Good." Yi Mu nodded, then walked in.

Feng Aotian followed Yi Mu into the pavilion, which was filled with daisies. She raised her eyes and looked at the family member of Gu's house who was looking at her on one side. She pursed her lips and smiled.

Looking at Feng Aotian so kindly, the Ding hurriedly smiled, and then walked forward to meet Yi Mu, until he reached the study, Jia Ding hurriedly reported, "Master, Master Yi is coming to see you."

"Brother Ye Feng." Yi Mu called out from outside the door.

Then I heard a noise in the study, which seemed to be the sound of wood turning. Feng Aotian thought that it should be an ancient wheelchair. Sooner or later, she was standing on one side. After a while, the study door was opened and one came out to sit in. The man in the wheelchair flashed his eyes and looked at Yi Mu excitedly, "How did you get here?"

Yi Mu looked at Gu Yefeng in front of him, with untidy hair, disheveled clothes, and stubborn beard. He was very embarrassed. He chuckled, "What are you doing?"

Gu Yefeng lowered his head, only then saw what he was like, and he hurriedly laughed, "Hey, I got an ancient book a few days ago, and I have been studying the font of this ancient book in the past few days."

"Oh, what ancient book is it. Bring me to take a look." Yi Mu said, and walked into the study room. It was a mess when he entered. All the books were scattered on the ground, and there were many papers with strange and strange characters. .

Feng Aotian did not go in, but Hou was outside the study. She was able to see the general furnishings in the study clearly. Then she saw Gu Yefeng raising her eyes, looking at her, then turning around and looking at Yi Mu. "He is from the palace?"

"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded, "Now, when I live in the palace and go out of the palace, I naturally want to bring people from the palace."

"Humph." Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, and then turned the wheelchair, "I really don't know what she thinks, let you wait for these talents not to be reused, and have to take them back and abuse them."

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian also snorted in his heart, you want to let the father take the prisoner, but the father is not willing? Why is it not reused? It's all reused on the bed. Isn't it called reuse?

Gu Yefeng went to the book table on his own, and handed the ancient book to Yi Mu like a baby, "Look, you can recognize the font on it."

Yi Mu brought it over, looked for a long while, and shook his head, "I don't recognize it."

"Hey, these days, I have read thousands of years of handwriting from various countries, but I can't find it." Gu Yefeng shook his head and sighed, then stretched out his hand and scratched his messy hair a few times.

Looking at his appearance, Feng Aotian didn't feel funny, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Jia Ding, who was standing opposite him, looked at Feng Aotian's smile and blinked a few times. He suddenly felt that the attendant in front of him was really good-looking, and he smiled better.

Yi Mu also tilted his head. He happened to see Feng Aotian's smile. He couldn't help but shook the gods, then looked at Gu Yefeng, "Since you can't think of it, you might as well go out and relax, maybe there is a way, you are It’s closed and nothing can be found."

"That's true." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, inevitably a little joyful, "It's because you are here, otherwise, I don't know when to toss."

"I'm not taking care of the son to wash." Yi Mu stepped forward and ordered in a low voice.

"Yes." Hou's family member outside the study quickly responded, and then went inside, waiting for Gu Yefeng to wash.

Yi Mu walked out, stood by Feng Aotian's side, and flipped through the ancient book in her hand. She glanced along, wondering how this type of font would appear in this world, she couldn't help but wonder, raised her eyes and looked at Yi Mu. After blinking his eyes and uttering a few words in spoken language, Yi Mu also nodded, then turned around, and saw that Gu Yefeng had simply washed up and was pushed out.

Feng Aotian condensed his breath, and then stood there obediently. Gu Yefeng glanced at Feng Aotian, and then at Yi Mu, "Your attendant looks a little different."

Yi Mu raised his eyebrows, "Well, it's different."

"It looks very clever." Gu Yefeng did not forget to praise, then looked at Yi Mu, "Do you have a clue?"

"I heard that I have collected a lot of books, or I can find them." Yi Mu said immediately.

"Imperial Palace?" Gu Yefeng's eyes flashed with gloom, "Forget it, it's hard for me to get out of the palace like this, not to mention that I can't enter the palace at will."

"?" Yi Mu asked tentatively.

"Well, I want to know what exactly is written in this ancient book." Gu Yefeng is a person who does not achieve his goals and swears to give up, and he is more persistent in everything.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, thinking that if this person could be used for her, it would have done twice the result with half the effort, not because of the broken leg, so what, as long as the key things can be used.

Gu Yefeng always felt that the attendant in front of him was very strange, and then took another look, "Where did I meet you?"

Yi Mu knew that Gu Yefeng was more vigilant and sensitive than normal. Once he encountered unfamiliar affairs, he would become nervous. He stepped forward and looked at Gu Yefeng, "How can you meet him? He has been in the palace."

"That's true, but I always think where I have seen it." Gu Yefeng still doubted.

Feng Aotian looked at the person in front of him, thinking that if he hadn't been disabled, such keen insight would be good to be a killer.

Gu Yefeng then raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Why do you have time to come to me? The emperor has changed **** now?"

Yi Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then sat on one side, "Well, I want to take this scientific examination."

"This class of scientific research is just a matter of getting your hands dirty." Gu Yefeng praised Yi Mu without hesitation.

Yi Mu listened and laughed in a low voice, "This time the palace exam was given by the emperor."

"So what." Gu Yefeng continued to look down at the ancient book in his hand, "Even if she sits on the throne, she will not be able to wash out what she has done over the years."

"What about you?" Yi Mu looked at Gu Yefeng, "Would you like to enter the court?"

"Don't go." Gu Yefeng rebuffed, "I went to court like this, it was not a joke, and I have no feelings for the emperor today."

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth. You are honest, but the master is not a person who gives up easily. Now, if you are attracted by your master, you will get it no matter what, so just come to your master's bowl obediently.

Yi Mushun saw the brilliance in Feng Aotian's eyes with him, his eyebrows flowed, and then he looked at Gu Yefeng, "It's not a pity that your talent is."

"What a pity." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at him, "You understand, I don't like to flatter me, not to mention that the emperor is notoriously cruel, I don't like it. Working for a tyrant."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, how did the Lord become a tyrant? Beware that the master explodes you.

Gu Yefeng always felt a cold wind blowing, turning his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, who was standing hanging down behind him, then moved the wheelchair and came to her, "You raise your head."

Feng Aotian thought, if you ask your father to raise his head, he will raise his head?

She raised her head slightly, lowered her eyebrows and looked at Gu Yefeng pleasingly. Shi did not pay attention. Now she looked very handsome, with wide eyebrows, a pair of sword eyebrows, and her eyes were very clear. However, how does Feng Aotian think of him? It's a grumpy, stubborn duo.

"Yi Mu, your attendant is quite handsome." Gu Yefeng looked at it for a long time, but did not see why, Shi Cai's vigilance also relaxed.

Feng Aotian thought, as expected, he immediately bowed his head, stood in one place, thinking about the post of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. If he is allowed to take office, he still needs to be tempered. Otherwise, his temperament is afraid that he will suffer a big loss. However, just because of this temperament, she can hold a threshold for her.

Gu Yefeng looked at Yi Mu, "Do you really want to enter the court as an official?"

"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded and looked at Feng Ao Tian's face, but felt that the emperor had changed a lot from her past. Although he didn't know what was the reason, he stayed in the past two years. To the indelible shadow, but now the emperor, it touches him a little bit of interest.

"But, your body..." Gu Yefeng couldn't help but worry.

Yi Mu paused slightly, his eyebrows overflowing with melancholy, yes, looking at his frail body, he raised his eyes to the sky, "How long can it last?"

"You." Gu Yefeng couldn't help but shook his head. "Do whatever you want."

"If you, I have a way." Yi Mu looked at him, "Wish to go?"

"If I was met by the emperor, I don't want to be taken into the palace by her." Gu Yefeng thought of Feng Aotian's preferences, and then looked at Yi Mu, suddenly feeling bitterly cold.

Yi Mu looked at Gu Yefeng, "Don't worry, the emperor won't come to my place, you won't see her."

"Really?" Gu Yefeng looked at Yi Mu, "I heard that many men in the palace have been dismissed, and you are left alone. Does the emperor have no thoughts about you?"

Yi Mu said unhurriedly, "I asked to enter the palace myself."

"Why?" Gu Yefeng asked puzzledly.

"It's a long story." Yi Mu deliberately avoided the topic, and then asked, "Go or not?"

"Go." Gu Yefeng responded quickly, "I must study what is written in this ancient book?"

There was a sneer in Feng Aotian's heart. If you knew the contents of this ancient book, you might vomit blood.

"Then I will pick you up tomorrow." Yi Mu immediately got up and said.

"Good." Gu Yefeng nodded, then looked at Yi Mu, "When are you leaving?"

"It's getting late now, and I should go back to the palace too. I will come again tomorrow." Yi Mu said as he passed him and walked out.

Gu Yefeng hurriedly smiled, and then said, "Okay, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

Feng Aotian followed Yi Mu and left the courtyard.

Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian's figure, still feeling familiar, "I just think she is very familiar."

Yi Mu left Gu Mansion on his own, sat in the carriage, and looked at Feng Aotian on his side, "Can there be any writings in that ancient book?"

"No." Feng Aotian said immediately, "However, I know."

"Then if he can't find it tomorrow..." Yi Mu couldn't help but worry.

"It's okay, the Lord has his own way." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

Looking at such Feng Aotian, Yi Mu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Gu Yefeng, and felt that in the future, he would rather get the smallest person than offend the emperor, and he would definitely be played to death by the emperor.

Feng Aotian looked at Yi Mu, suddenly stepped forward, leaned close to his face, and looked carefully, "Why did you enter the palace?"

"Well..." Yi Mu took a step back slightly, keeping a distance from Feng Aotian, "The minister can't say it now."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, thinking that he could find it if you didn't say it, and then leaned to one side, "Ming'er, if he can't find it, you will always bring him."

"Yes." Yi Mu nodded, then stopped talking, picked up the scroll and looked at it.

Feng Aotian felt that Yi Mu was a person of cold temperament, his coldness was in his bones, and his mind was extremely heavy.

Back in the palace, Feng Aotian walked into the emperor's bedroom, and Yi Mu went back to his own bedroom. He chose the most remote bedroom in the East Palace and moved the plum tree from the Regent Palace.

Mu Han Jinshi had just vomited blood, and now she was adjusting her internal strength, Feng Aotian also sensed it, but did not show it. She had already seen some things, but was waiting for him to speak.

Last night, Mu Hanjin's fingers changed, and her nails turned black, which was a sign of poisoning, but she couldn't find out what poison he was poisoned.

Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin on one side worriedly, then turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian entering, and quickly got off the soft couch, "The minister sees the emperor!"

"Get up." Feng Aotian raised his hand and helped him to his feet. He watched that he hadn't rested well in the past few days, and his eyes were full of black green. Now, there is no right phase, so the left phase is the same. He will deal with it, "After the scientific examination, you will send your right-hand man."

Knowing what Feng Aotian said, Lan Jingshu felt a touch of warmth in his heart, and then replied, "Thank you, the emperor."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "Today's memorial is something important."

"The emperor, please read this." Lan Jingshu handed a memorial to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian took it and looked at the content above, "A female ghost locked in a soul near Wushan?"

"Exactly." Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, "There used to be a tribe called the Witch God Race, but the tribe disappeared overnight two years ago. In the past two years, it has been haunted from time to time. Now, Many people have died."

"Do you have any clues?" Feng Aotian wondered how there are real ghosts in this world. It must be a ghost. However, the incident happened two years ago. There must be some conspiracy she didn't know.

Lan Jingshu continued, "This memorial was made one month ago. Three local prefects have already been killed, and the new prefects have only been in office for two months."

"Wushan?" Feng Aotian muttered faintly, "It seems that this matter is not a simple female ghost locking soul."

"The minister wants to go and have a look." Lan Jingshu continued.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "How can you get away from your busy schedule now?"

"However, nowadays, there is no suitable person to go." Lan Jingshu said immediately.

"You don't have martial arts, even if you go to investigate, you can't find much." Feng Aotian thought about this matter is very tricky, about what happened two years ago, it seems that it is not simple.

Mu Hanjin was putting away her skill and looking at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, let the minister go."

"If you vomit blood, it will be even more troublesome." Feng Aotian shook his head.

"It's okay, the minister is on his way now, and he can reach Wushan in one day, and then, two days later, he should be able to find some clues." Mu Hanjin continued.

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, thinking that it can only be so now, "Okay, then you must be careful."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin answered, then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, where Gu Yefeng is..."

"Master has his own way." Feng Aotian evoked a smile, "However, you have to be careful. Master thinks Wushan must be a big trouble."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded with a smile. He left because he didn't want her to see the subtle changes in her body. He didn't expect that her poisonous attack was faster than expected. If this continues, he I'm afraid I can't stand it even for a year.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, holding his cold hand, lowered his head, watching the fingertips getting darker, his eyes flashed with a gloomy light, and then holding his hand, leaving the study, approached the dragon couch, "Lie down and rest. ."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The minister will leave after two hours."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned around, walked into the study, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Any other important things?"

"The emperor, the minister has posted a notice about the opening of women's scientific examinations. Now, no one cares about it." Lan Jingshu continued.

"It's okay, someone will participate." Feng Aotian seemed to have planned, then bowed his head, reviewing the memorial.

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Kindly, there are two more birds today. Lemon Gorgeous drops a cold, my body is aching, dizzy, and my brain is blank, so I only changed 10,000 words. Today’s second shift, later, lemon will make up for it~ (_)~, there will be a second update tomorrow, it is still the old time, hug!

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