This Lord is Too Cruel: 039 How about drawing a picture for you?

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 039 should you paint a picture for you?

"Said I'm not free. Shu Chi Wuyu." Feng Aotian took another spoonful of porridge unhurriedly, blew it gently on his lips, and then handed it to Ye Meixi's mouth.

Ye Meixi opened her mouth and drank slowly, her beautiful eyes filled with a thick smile, staring straight at Feng Aotian, for some reason, he just wanted to keep her tenderness firmly in mind at this moment In my heart.

After Feng Gonggong took the order, he retreated.

Outside the bedroom, Feng Yinqi came down from the imperial court, with a small body, but with unusual majesty. He saw Father Feng walking towards him with his head down, his hands standing on his back, one pair with his father. There are eight-point similar eyes, looking at this palace that can be compared with his imperial palace, and a gloomy light flashes.

"The old slave, please peace with the emperor!" Father Feng said calmly, "The emperor, the prince is busy at this time, I am afraid that there is no time to meet the emperor himself."

Of course, Feng Yinqi knew Feng Aotian’s temper. Su Ri also swept his face like this, but, for some reason, he was always angry, especially when the Regent was not in the capital for a few months. He retrieved the emperor’s confidence, hundreds of officials bowed their heads to him, and he finally found the dignity and face of the king of a country, but unfortunately, this short-term feeling of holding the world in his own hands has not been tightly grasped. In her own hands, she went back to Beijing and robbed the past abruptly.

He clenched into a fist with the small hand in the dragon robe, and a soft smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, the regent uncle has everything to do, I am waiting here."

He doesn't believe it, I really can't see her today.

Feng Gonggong responded with a smile, and then withdrew to wait outside the palace.

Mu Hanjin stared blankly at the tender pictures in the inner hall. After a long daze, she turned around indifferently, and went back to the soft couch, holding a royal pen in her hand, taking a faint glance at the letter written to her elder brother, and the corners of her mouth twitched. With a touch of invisible ridicule, continue to review the memorial.

Feng Aotian finished feeding all the porridge, put the bowl in the tray held by the **** who was waiting on the side, "rest when tired." After saying this, he turned and left.

Ye Meixi stared at Feng Aotian’s leaving back, as if she had an illusion. After all, she was not the cruel, cold-blooded person she thought to herself, otherwise, why should she behave so tenderly towards him?

Maybe it was really long enough today, and now that he drank a bowl of porridge to warm his stomach, sleepiness came silently, he wrapped the brocade, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Aotian walked from the gate of the bedroom to the entrance of the palace. He didn't look at Feng Yinqi who was standing not far from the hall, but walked into the study by himself.

Feng Yinqi watched Feng Aotian ignoring him like this, walking through the hall, her red lips pressed tightly, and a cold stern flashed in her eyes. He didn't believe it, so I couldn't really see her today.

Feng Aotian stepped into the study, and saw Mu Hanjin sitting on the soft couch obsessively reviewing the memorial, with a letter on the side, and the afternoon sun shined through the screen windows on him as elegant as Yu's posture is like the Milky Way in the vast starry sky, and people can't help but want to go and spy on his hidden and deepest secrets.

She sat directly on the soft couch, picked up another imperial pen, and moved her wrist gently, seeming to be painting and calligraphy. Mu Hanjin raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Feng Aotian who was sitting in front of him. Wearing the noble python robe of the regent, there is an inviolable majesty between her gestures. A ray of sunlight hits her, but she has a unique kind of extraordinary laziness. He feels that he knows little about her. Or, you need to understand her well, not simply and superficially.

If she is the real woman now, who is she who was cruel before? Thinking of this, I realized why I wanted to think about this, and quickly calmed down my emotions, looked down, and continued to review the memorials.

Feng Aotian writes down the pen in a cool manner, puts down the imperial pen, and looks at his masterpiece with satisfaction. He raises his eyes and looks at Mu Hanjin with a deep smile, "The master also wrote back to Mu Hanyao, today My son is in a good mood, let you take a look."

Speaking, she put the secret letter in her hand in front of Mu Hanjin, raised her eyebrows triumphantly, and succeeded in seeing Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes flashing with shame, and the hand that she was holding the pen gave a slight pause. The mood becomes very good.

Mu Hanjin looked at the secret folds passed over, thinking that something would be written on it, but unexpectedly, what came into view was a painting, which turned out to be the appearance of her elder brother kneeling on one knee without a strand. His mind moved, but he heard Feng Aotian's pleasant voice ringing from his ears.

"Mu Hanyao looked like this the first time he saw him, with strong muscles and very elastic skin, especially..." Feng Aotian was talking, her fingers were already pointing at the folds, she deliberately The Optimus Pillar that was exposed in front of her was drawn, "This stroke is rich in color, and I saw it very carefully."

Mu Hanjin followed her eyes, looked at the place Feng Aotian was pointing, her complexion was flushed immediately, she closed her eyes quickly, that was the place where she was ashamed to see people, how could she say so frivolously? More importantly, he painted so compellingly. What's more, he painted his elder brother's expression and demeanor so vividly at the time. It is conceivable that the situation at that time was so irritating.

Feng Aotian saw that Mu Hanjin’s white face was coated with a layer of red glow, and his mood was even more joyous. Feng’s eyes were slightly raised and he stared at Mu Hanjin, “Master never knew Hanjin was so shy. Looks like, how about drawing a picture for you too?"

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