This Lord is Too Cruel: 024 Go to the dungeon with the master

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 024 goes to the dungeon with him

In the dead of night, the residence of the regent is still so lifeless, but the attic is brightly lit, waiting for the regent's call at any time. Shu Chi Wuyan

Ye Meixi’s cold body finally recovered its warmth. She crawled out of the hot spring pool and put on her clothes one by one. Her whole body was still soaked, the thin shirt stuck to her body, and her ink hair was even wetter. Sticking to his face, he walked out of the warm pavilion quietly, raised his eyes, and looked at the moonlit night sky. The bright palace lanterns shone on his delicate and enchanting figure tightly wrapped in thin clothes, and his eyebrows and eyes were all charming, still It is such a majestic beauty, waving his sleeves, beautiful eyes flowing, looking at the towering and magnificent palace not far away, the lights are shining, his red lips are slightly curled, and the slender fingers are pushing away the hair sticking to his forehead. The amorous feelings turned around and walked to his courtyard.

In the bedroom and study room, the incense burner has been lit, which is the best ambergris, and the Nine Dragon lanterns are very bright, revealing unparalleled dignity.

Feng Aotian held the memorials already annotated by Mu Hanjin in his hand and read them one by one. There were no words between each other from beginning to end, not even a trace of eye contact.

Gonggong Feng is outside the bedroom, obviously a little anxious. His master hasn’t eaten food since he returned to Beijing. Now, it’s time for him, and the study room is very quiet. If you want to come, the prince’s border and his party may be guessed. What's the mystery, that's why I became so motivated that I was actually reviewing the memorial.

Thinking of this, Father Feng was also very pleased. He couldn't bear to be disturbed, and he felt sorry for the master's body. In the end, he couldn't bear it and whispered, "Master, you haven't eaten for a day. It's still long, you can't hurt your body."

Feng Aotian lifted his eyes and glanced at Mu Hanjin in front of him. She was dressed in a snow-white long dress, her hair was like ink, people were like jade, her expression was focused, and her complexion was faint. At first glance, she can realize what it is. "The master of Mo is like jade, and the son is unparalleled." The true artistic conception of this poem, the candlelight swayed, reflected on his elegant face, and it was even more luxurious and elegant, like a good guqin, elegant with a melodious Shen rhyme.

Mu Hanjin read the memorials intently, and carefully commented one by one. He didn't know why he looked at these memorials so obediently, but he still did it, feeling a pair of icy eyes watching him. , He raised his eyes and just hit Feng Aotian's cold eyes looking at him. He lowered his eyes indifferently and panicked in his heart. This was something he had never expected. One day, he could sit cross-legged with her, and it was just that. Sit quietly.

"Extend your hand." Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin for a long while, then said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin paused slightly with the hand of the pen, then put down Zhubi and stretched out his hand.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, holding his slightly cold hand in one hand, and gently squeezing each of his fingers in the other.

Mu Hanjin was visibly startled, and she couldn't help but think of the scene of Shicai committing herself to take off his shoes. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked at her. Feng's eyes were still so cold and handsome. There is a noble dignity that cannot be ignored, thin lips are slightly pursed, slender fingers, gently kneading the fingers of his pen, without a pinch, there seems to be an ant crawling over his already thin heart, which is very itchy , He seemed to be frightened, his arm shrank, and he pulled out his hand, but she was holding it tightly.

"Grandpa Feng, set the meal." Feng Aotian gently shook Mu Hanjin's cool hand, "to accompany him to dinner."

The father-in-law Feng outside the bedroom was overjoyed, and he quickly responded, and immediately ordered people to take the prepared dinner into the bedroom.

Feng Ao’s world was on the soft couch, holding Mu Hanjin’s hand, and the two of them walked out of the study. On the way, he raised his eyes and stared at her back. It was indescribably weird. The regent’s behavior is too great today. It's too weird, making him really at a loss what to do, what is she calculating? Is it because I'm tired of violence and now it's tenderness?

Mu Hanjin lowered her eyes with anxious thoughts, staring at the hand held by her, her fingertips were icy, and she struck her dead heart directly, but passed through bursts of coolness, Hajime The unexpected change caught him by surprise, he quickly converged his mind and followed her forward.

Feng Aotian took his hand, and the two of them sat at the table and looked at the dishes on the table. They didn’t feel anything before. Now, looking at the delicious food on the table, they are really hungry, so they picked up the chopsticks. , Glanced at Mu Hanjin, "Eat more, I won’t be free tonight."

Mu Hanjin whispered, "Yes." Picking up the chopsticks, she went to eat by herself.

Feng Aotian, because of the habit he has developed, eats very quickly. Therefore, the blink of an eye has been used up. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin who was still eating without urging him, but got up. "Master goes out, and after the meeting is used up, he will continue to comment on the memorial and wait for the master to come back."

Mu Hanjin had already put down the dishes, got up and was about to bow, and saw Feng Aotian had turned and left.

He looked at her hurriedly disappearing figure, turned his eyes, looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, in the past, she had never been so peaceful and peaceful to eat with him, thinking of everything that happened today, he raised his eyes. This is the first time he has carefully looked at the palace. Apart from the appalling tool rack, what else did he seem to see?

He is a little uncertain, is this really what he dislikes? Turning around leisurely, looking at the study that was still lit, he curled up with the fingers that Shicai had been holding by her, and walked into the study.

Feng Aotian walked into the corridor, Feng Gonggong followed closely, and looked at the master in front of him. He was very energetic and noble, and his brows were filled with the emperor's air.

He asked in a low voice, "Master, where are you going?"

"Leng Qianye still looks dead these days when he is away?" Of course, Feng Aotian remembers General Leng, who is the leader of the border guard, and now, Leng Qianye who is locked in the dungeon by her.

"Well, very honest." Father Feng was obviously a little puzzled. Back then, when Leng Qianye was recalled from the border, he had been imprisoned in the royal palace dungeon. When the Lord was unhappy, he would go to the dungeon to get Leng Qian. Ye vented, but, today, the prince is not in a bad mood, why does he suddenly think of him?

"Where is Ye Meixi?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Return to Hongyu Pavilion." Feng Gonggong thought this night Meixi was just a flowery frame, embroidered pillows and a bag of grass, unbearable to reuse, if it weren't for the face of the country and the city, it would make the prince happy and afraid Was killed by the prince long ago.

"Follow the master to the dungeon." Feng Aotian said as he walked towards the dungeon.

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