This Lord is Too Cruel: 057 Can you accompany this king forever

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 057 can you accompany this king forever

"Injured? How was it hurt? How is it now?" Xing Zhiyan has always been calm and self-contained, but when he heard that Leng Qianye was injured, the whole mind was confused. Without the calmness of the past, where can I see it? That group of calm and luxurious queen mother Feng Yi. Shu Chi Wuyan

The man in black bowed his head and said, "Queen dowager, General Leng was taken away by the regent, and his subordinates do not know whether it is well now."

"Then what are you still doing, don't hurry up to inquire." Xing Zhiyan shouted sharply, clenching his hands, how could he get hurt? Of course she knew the suffering he suffered in the past two years, but it was just flesh and blood, and this internal injury was not a trifling matter.

"Yes." The man in black replied, then stepped back.

Xing Zhiyan’s eyes were full of panic, she looked down, staring at the broken string, stroking it, and sitting down, "Brother Leng, I’m sorry, you are in such a field because of me, you Don't worry, no matter how much you pay, I will definitely save you."

A graceful phoenix robe could not conceal the hostility emanating from her body. Those gentle apricot eyes were overflowing with ruthlessness, and the blood of her fingers dripped on the strings, making a crisp sound.

The Prince Regent’s mansion has encountered assassins one after another last night. Now, it is even more heavily guarded. The sky over the whole mansion is densely covered with dark clouds, and there is a posture of dark clouds pressing the city to destroy the city. The beautiful men in the various cabinets of the harem are all locked Closed from the hospital, he dared not move around, for fear that he would lose his life if he was not careful. It didn't matter if he died, if his relatives were injured, the consequences would be disastrous.

For a whole day, there was silence in the bedroom, Feng Aotian sat cross-legged on the ice bed, and healed his injuries. In the study, Mu Hanjin was attentively reviewing the memorials. Father Feng was also receiving news from the spy. A cold stern flashed, staring at Si Xi beside him, "Huh, I dare to be fierce under the eyes of the Sajia, I really want to die."

"Duke Feng, now that the clue is broken, what should I do next?" the spy on the side asked carefully.

"Check, keep checking, Sajia doesn't believe it, and can't find any clues." Father Feng squinted his eyes shrewdly.

"Yes." The spy took the order, and immediately said to Father Feng, "Father, Princess Minxi is now..."

"What?" Father Feng was full of wrinkles, his face covered with powder was surprised, and he quickly raised his eyebrows, "Where is Xing Wuyun?"

"He is..." the spy continued.

"Well, I have sent people to watch, and there is no more difference." Father Feng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The spy replied, then stepped back.

Grandpa Feng arranged everything and raised his eyes, only to realize that it was too late today. Turning his eyes, staring at the palace, there was still no sound, and he sighed, "The prince is not hurt this time." /

Sixi stood aside and did not dare to say anything. However, suddenly remembering the last time when he was far away at the border, he looked sideways and looked at Father Feng, "God, Sixi always feels that the last time the border has happened. It's weird."

"Let's talk and listen." Feng Gonggong's eyes sank, and he whispered.

Sixi talked about what happened at the border in detail, expressed the doubts in his heart, and then looked at Father Feng, "Who sent that Tsing Yi? The prince actually saved his life, the intention of this. What is it again? Also, the prince didn’t know why that night, he kept calling the first emperor, insisting that he saw the shadow of the first emperor. The next morning, he drove away alone, not allowing Si Xi to follow. Later, when the prince returned, The whole body was wounded. Afterwards, Sixi learned that all the secret guards who protected the prince were killed. There must be a major conspiracy."

"Well, let the Rong Sajia think about it, those who dare to move the prince, but those who know the prince's weakness, but very few." Feng's long and narrow eyes shattered a cold light.

It was late at night, when Feng Aotian put away his internal strength, he felt a lot more comfortable in his chest. He walked out of the secret room under the ice bed, waved his hand, and the lamp in the inner hall was instantly lit.

Feng Aotian stepped up and walked out of the inner room. He saw the candlelight in the study room was bright, and the corner of his mouth raised a touch of relief. Then he sat in the hall and poured a cup of tea.

Seeing that the prince came out unharmed, Feng Gonggong immediately relieved his heart, and hurriedly stepped into the bedroom, "Master, you are hungry, the old slave immediately ordered someone to prepare a meal."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Father Feng, "What's going on?"

Dong-gong Feng gave Si Xi a wink, walked half a step forward, stood on Feng Aotian's side, and truthfully replied, "The official Shangshu Mansion was caught in a fire, and no one in the mansion survived. Every assassin is dead."

"Well, continue." Feng Aotian held up the tea cup, turning the cup carelessly with green onion fingers.

"The spy reported that she found the whereabouts of the lord Minxi, she is now on the way to Lianghuai." Feng Gonggong whispered, "Xing Wuyun, the son of the right minister, returned to Beijing today and is now in Furong Pavilion. ."

"Furong Pavilion?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This Furong Pavilion is the first brothel in the capital. This Xing Wuyun is a well-known dude, with a romantic nature. Even if he travels these years, his nature is difficult to change." Feng Gonggong thought of Xing Wuyun, He looked dissatisfied, such a man who wandered around the land of fireworks, he didn't want him to get involved in the noble figure of the prince.

Feng Aotian was silent, Lan Jingshu had just set off for Lianghuai today, and Princess Na Minxi followed close behind. She went, fearing that Lan Jingshu's place would be even more difficult.

As for this Xing Wuyun, he is really an uncharacteristic young man. Just after returning to Beijing, he lingered in the brothel. It appeared in her mind that she had a relationship with him several times, but, relying on the predecessor of this body, it is true He was not interested in such unruly people, so he was allowed to escape, otherwise, now, he has been raising her beautiful male harem just like other brothers.

While she was thinking, the dishes were already set, Feng Aotian got up, put down the cup, walked into the study, opened the curtain, the bright light reflected a touch of elegant back, indescribably peaceful, like The complexity of this world has nothing to do with him, and he still does what he should do, with a touch of loneliness from the world, as if he has walked alone in the world for a thousand years, it is unbearable and dare not approach .

Feng Aotian leaned against the door, staring at that figure from behind. She was so lonely in her previous life, isn't she now alone?

She condensed her mind, stepped forward slowly, and walked to his side, her handsome profile face, condensed with undisturbed concentration, she suddenly flashed a thought, if such a person can always be with her Yes, she gently wrapped his neck from the back, leaned her head on his thin shoulder, and whispered, "Can you stay with this king forever?"

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