This Lord is Too Cruel: 060 There is only one chance

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 060 has only one chance

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, put his slightly smaller hand into his palm, and gently tugged, he sat on her lap obediently, he raised his head, blinked his eyes, and stared stupidly. With Feng Aotian, this feeling was like when Uncle Wang was holding him, telling him a story gently, or answering some innocent questions, which made him feel more dependent. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian stared at those dark eyes, and then remembered that he was just a child. In the past two years, due to her indifference and alienation, he no longer depends on her as before. What's more, let him bear the weight of his age at a young age. When he sits on the dragon chair, he is no longer the ignorant child he used to be.

She was thinking about how the predecessor of this body was petting this child? She buried her love for the Emperor Xian very deeply, but she had nowhere to pin it, and Feng Yinqi did look very much like his father, especially the look between her brows, which looked very much like Emperor Xian. Only then will she transfer all her tenderness towards the Emperor Xian to Feng Yinqi.

I can’t love, I can’t get it, but I love it paranoidly. Such repressed feelings, painful obsession, entangled her hard until the emperor died, but she had no chance to see him for the last time. Can he think of her while he is dead? I wonder if he can say something to her in the end? He left like this, but he didn't know that there was a man who loved him since he was sensible. He was her only hope and dream in this world. The hope was broken and the dream was broken. Where should she go?

She chose the most extreme method, which is to destroy all these falsehoods. She wants to follow him with the demise of this country. Thinking of this, Feng Aotian's heart hurts and her brows frown. What happened on the day of death? Why can't I feel it?

Feng Yinqi watched Feng Aotian’s expression, seeing her thoughtful, frowning her eyebrows, and sadness, he raised his other hand and habitually touched her eyebrows, lightly up and down Caressing, trying to calm her sadness, he had often seen this expression, but he had never expected that after two years, Uncle Wang was still so sad.

Feng Aotian came back to his senses, staring at him, suddenly a small smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "Well, look at these things in front of you, and choose what you can do."

Feng Yinqi quickly closed his hand, then turned around, and saw piles of memorials placed on the book case. He had been on the throne for two years, but he had never reviewed memorials. Now, looking at the piles of memorials in front of him , He once again set his eyes on Feng Aotian, "Uncle Regent, I am not yet the age of pro-government."

After saying that, he regretted it. Now, the uncle regent asked him to review the memorial. Doesn't that mean that he has the opportunity to participate in politics? Why would you refuse?

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and knocked Feng Yinqi's head hard, "It's up to you to see or not. There is only one opportunity. If you miss it, then this king will not give you a second time." /

Feng Yinqi stared at Feng Aotian's suddenly turning cold pupils, turned around, sat in her arms obediently, picked up the memorials in front of her, and read them one by one.

Mu Hanjin has already reviewed the last memorial, and the expression that Shi Cai Feng Aotian showed, he has a full view, what is she thinking? Doesn't she want this country? Why does she show such a sad look? Who is she thinking of?

He bowed his head, put down the Zhubi, and meditated silently. If she is really the destined king, then all these changes are destined. Even if he rejects it, he is helpless. Why not?

Feng Aotian moved Feng Yinqi aside and got down on the soft couch. She could see that Mu Hanjin was hiding her thoughts, and she took a step forward, "Go out with him for a walk."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, stared at her, hurried to stay, put on her shoes, and replied respectfully, "Yes."

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes, glanced at the back of the two of them leaving, then looked down, and continued to read the memorials. The uncle regent was right. Opportunities are unforgettable. He looked at the zhezi in his hand. The question that Uncle King Regent Shijai asked him suddenly appeared in his mind. He suddenly felt a little bit of sentiment. Picking up the Zhubi, he also commented on his own opinions and memorials.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked out of the bedroom by herself. The two were speechless all the way, but just wandered around.

When Feng Aotian left, he saw a black shadow flashing past. Father Feng looked at the disappearing black shadow, and a sneer evoked at the corner of his mouth. Now that he has entered the game, wait for death.

Because they have been busy all day, they are all wearing official uniforms. Now, the night is lonely. Feng Aotian's robe is at Ye Meixi's place. He only wears a brown brocade shirt, fading the majesty of the regent , On the contrary, a bit more Laurel Tsinghua.

Mu Hanjin was dressed in a purple official robe, handsome and extraordinary, slowly staggering half a step away from her, walking beside her, she held his cold fingers and squeezed slightly, "Are you worried?"

"Weichen..." Mu Hanjin lowered her eyes slightly, just about to speak out.

"Nevertheless, I just let you accompany you to relax." Feng Aotian interrupted his words coldly. There are some things, but I don't have to say it well. She is now foundationless, and has enemies on all sides, and the heart is scattered, Jiangshan I'm afraid, even if she wants to kill and make a decision, she must have a solid strength.

She needs to stabilize the game, gather people's hearts, and have to be restrained. She knows in her heart who has set eyeliners and chess pieces in her regent palace. She will clean up these things slowly. Those who can use them, she Must protect, as for useless people, use to eliminate future troubles.

In the palace, Xing Zhiyan walked from Feng Yinqi to the regent's mansion, restless and restless all night, waiting for the spies to return.

A black shadow hurriedly fell, kneeling at her feet, "Queen Dowager, General Leng was rescued by the regent. She was seriously injured and he is now recovering in Qinghui Pavilion."

"Well, that's fine." Xing Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief, her jade hand covered her heart, and a rare gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then asked in a deep voice, "Is the emperor in the regent's mansion?"

"The emperor is now reviewing the memorial." Sombra replied truthfully.

"Really?" Xing Zhiyan showed surprise, and then lowered his face, "This is absolutely impossible. Feng Aotian is domineering and has never put anyone in his eyes. How can Qi'er participate in government affairs? "

"It was seen by his subordinates." Hei Yingfu replied with certainty, and when he returned, he suddenly vomited blood and convulsed all over his body. Before Xing Zhiyan could react, he had already bleeds and died.

"This...how could it happen?" Xing Zhiyan took a step back in fright, and when she looked closely, the black shadow in front of her had already turned into a pool of blood, and she immediately fainted.

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