This Lord is Too Cruel: 070 Mu Hanjin’s Secret

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 070 Mu Hanjin's secret

Feng Aotian put away the folding fan and watched him slowly walking down with interest. Shu Chi Wuyan

When Mu Hanjin saw the man in front of him, he was stunned. It is not unusual for him to be here. However, if he is the owner of this Furong Pavilion, he is surprised. It's more than him alone.

It is still that beautiful face, the face is like an engraved version with distinct facial features, unusually handsome, the ink hair is not tied like an ordinary boy, but lazily draped behind him, only tied with a light yellow hair band Under a pair of sword eyebrows, there are a pair of slender peach eyes, with slightly curved eyebrows, very affectionate, and if you only take a look, you will sink deeply. He has a tall nose and moderately thick red lips with a dazzling smile. He wears a goose-yellow robe, which is very bright and beautiful. His eyebrows are raised, and his sleeve robe moves with his arms, and his unruly temperament is even more impressive. Let him show it vividly, he is really not a passionate young man, but the inadvertent light in his eyes is not to be underestimated.

He stepped forward slowly, flicking his clothes in the eyes of everyone’s expectations. The robe drew a graceful arc along with his movements, and saw him kneeling on the ground. There was a slightly lazy and dull voice, but it seemed very clear at the moment, "Guardians see the Regent."

As soon as this statement came out, it was even more shocking. The few guests who watched the good show, Shicai, looked at Mei'er's stunning face in a daze. This time, when I heard it, I was quickly scared. He had to fall from his chair to the ground, suddenly a cold sweat, his face turned pale, all knelt on the ground, "See the Regent."

Feng Aotian smiled deeper at the corners of her mouth, and the feelings of the people in front of her remained the same, and there was a natural wind flowing between her eyebrows. She kneeled in front of her without being humble or arrogant, so blatantly, her true identity would be revealed. There was not a trace of fear in her eyes, which made her interested in him.

The old bustard on the side was also surprised when he heard it. He knelt on the ground, but raised his eyes and looked carefully. It is rumored that the regent was cruel and unkind, looking fierce and evil, but this young man is beautiful and anyone It is impossible to connect her with the regent, but the master can recognize it at a glance, and he must be the one, so he dare not speak.

"The beauties in this capital have all entered the lord's house. Unexpectedly, now, there is still a fish caught." Feng Aotian's voice sounded slowly and clearly, but he did not get up.

The man in front of him chuckled lightly, "The prince will naturally not look at him like a courtier."

"Oh!" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Lord, I am interested in it today, but if I am interested in Master Fan, you can follow him back to the house."

"Lord, you can think clearly. Although the courtier is not married, there are countless beautiful concubines in the family, and they often hang around in the fireworks field." The man in front of him also kindly reminded.

"You mean, you have already been used." Feng Aotian played with the folding fan in her hand, lifted her hand slightly, the folding fan drew up and kneeled against the man's chin in front of her, she leaned forward, the corner of her mouth slightly Yang, "Isn't it dirty? Master go back and wash the beauty well."

"So, the courtier would be more respectful than his fate." The man replied with an open smile.

Feng Aotian laughed, then got up, followed by leading the man in front of him, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go home."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin didn't know what abacus she had in her heart, but, according to her temperament, she would naturally not take a look at his unruly reputation outside. Now, when she wants to bring it back What do you mean?

He lifted his eyes and met a pair of amorous eyes, "Brother Han Jin, don't come here without problems."

"Brother Wuyun, I haven't seen him for many years, just like before." Mu Hanjin also responded softly.

"I'm afraid I won't change my temper in this life." Xing Wuyun smiled freely and walked forward with Feng Aotian's footsteps.

When I walked to Meier's side, he said with a little regret, "Beauty, if I can go out of the house, I will meet you again."

Mei'er raised her eyes slightly, her eyes waved, "Mei'er is waiting for the son."

The meaning of these words, anyone can hear the meaning of adultery.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Mu Hanjin into his arms, and said lightly to Xing Wuyun on the side, "Follow the Lord, don't get lost."

"The courtier obeyed." Xing Wuyun responded readily.

She tapped her toes and took Mu Hanjin to fly away from Furong Pavilion. Then, a yellow figure floated out. In the entire Furong Pavilion, seeing an evil **** sent away, Qi Qi was relieved. , Reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Mei'er got up and looked at the old bustard on the side, "My son told me not to act rashly."

"Yes." The old bustard replied, lowering his head.

That Meier went upstairs enchantingly, and the old bustard suddenly felt regretful. She did not expect that this was the regent. Now, the master was taken into the regent's mansion. If there is any mistake, she can't bear it. Up.

As soon as Feng Yinqi walked to the palace of the regent's palace, he saw two figures descending lightly. He raised a smile and hurried forward, "Uncle Wang."

Feng Aotian turned his head, looked at Feng Yinqi, took Mu Hanjin's hand, and sat down. Immediately, he saw a goose-yellow man falling down, but he was standing at the entrance of the palace.

Feng Yinqi turned around, looked towards him, a flash of surprise in his eyes, this is not his traveling uncle, who else can it be? I have been away for many years and met again. I didn’t expect it to be here, "Uncle, why are you here?"

Xing Wuyun chuckled lightly, and then bowed respectfully, saying, "The courtier Xing Wuyun, see the emperor!"

"Flat body." Feng Yinqi hurriedly waved his hand in a deep voice, then turned around and moved to Feng Aotian's side, "Uncle Wang, why did you bring him?"

Feng Aotian took a sip of tea and looked at Xing Wuyun outside the palace. She was still light and breezy. The sunlight hit him, looking more bright and charming. Her mouth was slightly hooked and her eyebrows raised. , "You know that you enter the lord's bedroom, but you have to get naked before you can enter."

Xing Wuyun chuckled again, then raised his hand, took off his robe, and took off his clothes very neatly.

Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, thinking if Feng Aotian is the most serious person in this world, then Xing Wuyun would be the second. His free and easy temperament is something no one can match. However, On the contrary, he was envious, because such temperamental people can let go of anything in his eyes.

In a short while, Xing Wuyun took off all his clothes, and his flawless body was unobstructed. However, he was not half ashamed or struggling, still smiling, casually showing up.

Feng Yinqi stared at Xing Wuyun’s figure and looked, lowered his head, and looked at his small body. He felt that he had to grow up quickly, turned around, and looked at the Mu who was beside Feng Aotian. Han Jin felt that she was not enough.

The breeze is gentle, blowing the blue silk on Xing Wuyun’s forehead, with a handsome face, without a trace of femininity, no timidity, and no shyness, just standing so impeccably. This kind of tolerance is beyond the reach of others.

Even if it was Mu Hanjin, he would not have the courage to stand naked* outside the palace in broad daylight, allowing people to appreciate it like this.

"Duke Feng, don't take Young Master Xing to take a shower yet, take a good wash." Feng Aotian said quietly.

"Yes." Father Feng, who was standing outside the palace, couldn't help but look at this Xing Wuyun for a few minutes, thinking about that right-handedness, but he has such a courageous son.

"Master Xing, please follow the old slave." Father Feng stepped forward and said with his head down.

Xing Wuyun wore a bohemian smile from beginning to end, nodded slightly, and then swaggered around and left.

Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "He, I've taken it."

When Feng Yinqi heard this, he quickly lowered his face, "Uncle Wang, Uncle's temperament is unconstrained, and besides, he is not famous, didn't you dislike him before?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, "I didn't like it before, it doesn't mean that the king doesn't like it now."

"But..." Feng Yinqi felt that Uncle Wang really liked the new and disliked the old. As long as he thought of the thing that Uncle Wang was doing with his uncle, he suddenly felt chills and couldn't help shivering a few times.

With a "pop", Feng Aotian raised his hand, and hit Feng Yinqi's head with a folding fan, "I don't want to go and read the memorial, I think all day."

Feng Yinqi clutched the painful place, raised his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian with aggrieved expression, "Uncle Wang, I always let you hit like this, and my nephew will become stupid sooner or later."

"If you talk nonsense, just go back." Feng Aotian raised his hand again, motioning to fight.

Feng Yinqi turned around and rushed to the study without any hesitation. He suddenly felt that he still stayed beside Uncle Wang and felt not so lonely. Looking at the piles of papers on the desk, he suddenly had the idea of ​​abdicating. It would be really boring to face this fold all day in the future.

Mu Hanjin stepped up and walked to the study, but was pulled into her arms by Feng Aotian, "If you are right, don't forget what the master said."

Mu Hanjin Ruyu's face showed a touch of unnaturalness, and then withdrew from her arms, "Master, if it is really him, it would be difficult for the Lord to want that Furong Pavilion."

"How can it be difficult?" Feng Aotian smiled evilly, "As long as he becomes the Lord's person, his things will naturally belong to the Lord."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyebrows, she must be able to succeed, besides, with Xing Wuyun's temperament, she is definitely not an obedient person. Now, seeing him so calmly, she might be thinking about something.

Feng Aotian raised his jaw, "I'm in a daze again."

Mu Hanjin suddenly felt that she is now more concerned about her affairs, and more thinking about her affairs. Maybe, from the beginning, he could not escape her imprisonment, nothing more, that's it. He can only let her.

Feng Aotian sighed helplessly. When a cold wind blew by, she saw a letter paper falling into her hand. She unfolded it, looked at the content on it, her eyes were cold, "Lianghuai must have a surprise." /

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, the temperature in his eyes was enough to freeze a person to death. If it had been in the past, he would definitely not dare to look up, but now, he can calmly face such eyes.

Feng Aotian tried a little harder, and the letter paper in her hand disappeared. She said coldly, "When will Lan Jingshu reach Lianghuai?"

"It will take eight days at the earliest." Soul replied.

"Let the killer follow, don't kill." Feng Aotian stroked Mu Hanjin's cool fingers, and said to himself.

"Yes." Soul commanded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I don't ask why you let him wait for half a month, but you must understand that you will never want to escape from him in this life."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. The ruthlessness in her eyes made him lose his previous fears, but gave him a trace of relief. His eyes were faint and his voice responded warmly. "Weichen understands."

Feng Aotian leaned sideways, leaning her head on his shoulders, since she came into this world, how many changes she has experienced, and the person beside her always makes her feel that she is not a People are running forward. At the very least, she should have such a person to accompany her, regardless of whether she is intentional or unintentional to him, and how resistant he is to herself, she also wants to keep such a person in her own self. By your side.

Probably it was lonely for too long. Maybe in the previous life, she always looked at a person's back for too long. Reborn again, she would rather let others look at her back than she would walk alone like this.

Mu Hanjin is waiting, waiting for Master's reply, only half a month before he can know what his decision is, is she his fate in this life?

The two were silent one after another. At this time, the words seemed too redundant.

After taking a bath, Xing Wuyun was wrapped in a brocade quilt. He was held high by the four eunuchs, and he was carried over, with a slight smile on his mouth, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the bedroom.

He turned his eyes and saw the two people cuddling in the palace. One is as elegant as water, the other is handsome and luxurious. Although they are two men, embracing each other like this, they can't see the disharmony, as if they should in this way.

Xing Wuyun swept across the scene in front of him, and the corner of his mouth evoked a touch of splendor. It was a little surprised that the once arrogant Mu Hanjin, but now, can docilely commit himself to a man, it is truly a changeable world.

"My lord, people have brought it." Feng Gonggong reported from outside the hall.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes carelessly, watching Xing Wuyun being wrapped in the quilt, "Well, bring it in."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded, and then ordered people to carry Xing Wuyun into the bedroom, put it on the bed in the inner hall, and then retired.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked to the inner hall on her own. Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at her. Seeing Mu Hanjin beside her, he raised his voice and laughed, "Master, do you like two people serving You?"

Feng Aotian saw that he had come to this field, and he could still talk and laugh like this. He smiled deeper, tilted his body slightly, and ran his fingers across his white cheeks, slowly descending, the brocade was slipped off, revealing his skin like fat. Skin, raised his hand slightly, pointed to the tool rack on the side, "Which one do you want to taste?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, only then did he see the things on the tool rack, the crafts were very delicate, but also very oozing, he thought to himself that the hobby of the regent was really unique, and then his eyes fell. In Mu Hanjin's body, thinking that he also came here in the Regent Palace?

His red lips twitched slightly, "As long as it is Brother Han Jin...Oh no, it should be used by Concubine Mu, it's fine for courtiers."

Listening to the meaning of Xing Wuyun’s words, Mu Hanjin knew that he was making fun of himself. He quickly looked down. He used most of the above, but it is still vivid now, he should have forgotten. However, some things, some memories, once they happen, they are eternal, and no one can forget them.

Feng Aotian is not stupid, of course he knows his thoughts, a sly flash in his eyes, a charming smile, and then slowly approaching him, until his face is enlarged in front of her, and her lips are about to touch. His lips were smiling, and at that moment, the smile on the corners of his mouth closed, "What's the matter with the prince, it doesn't matter."

Feng Aotian gazed with satisfaction at the face close at hand, but did not leave. The warm breath sprayed on his face, and there was a tingling feeling that made him a little startled.

"You are not a slumber, lying all day drunk and in the fireworks, dumping thousands of girls, reading countless women? How come, Shicai still showed an expression that can’t wait to make his father hurt, now, the father will love you But you regret it?” Feng Aotian said, reaching out his hand, stroking his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips seemed to touch the corners of his mouth. This feeling made him feel itchy and unbearable, but he felt that It's really nauseating for two men to be like this.

He has to admit that the regent who has a unique taste and loves male looks is definitely a master. He can easily capture the mind of her prey. Fortunately, he is not shallow, otherwise, now, he will definitely be defeated. .

When Feng Aotian saw that he was silent, he approached a little more. Now, Shi Cai was only touching it shallowly, but now, his lips touched, which made Xing Wuyun take a breath of air, and he was unexpectedly caught by a man. Give a kiss, and, this is the first kiss of the uncle.

Xing Wuyun came here for no purpose, but he is a person who refuses to admit defeat. Now that she has taken advantage of this advantage, it is not so easy to take advantage of. He simply turned over and pressed her under him. , Bowing his head deepened the kiss.

Mu Hanjin stood on the side, watching the sudden sudden change in front of her eyes, Shi Cai, he thought it was her playfulness, but now? He suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was very dazzling, and he felt that Xing Wuyun was acting boldly. Here, who has the courage to press the regent under him and kiss him?

He turned around indifferently, he wanted to take a step away, it would be better not to see, but Feng Aotian still held his fingers tightly, he leaned on his side, a little angry for no reason, what is this? However, he couldn't break free, so he turned his head and looked forward very awkwardly.

Of course, Feng Yinqi heard the movement in the inner hall. He wrote, looked at the memorial before him, and shook his head helplessly. When will Uncle Wang stop being so noisy? The uncle is a accustomed master. Even the demon king who was so angry when his grandfather saw him could make him succumb, thinking that everyone is like him, so hardworking?

Feng Aotian had never expected Xing Wuyun to act like this. She raised her eyes, stared at him and closed her eyes, and kissed her actively, but let her know that his kissing skills were too young and imitated. The traces are heavy.

Xing Wuyun felt that he could not be so disheartened and defeated, so he took the initiative to take the initiative, but when he pressed her under him, he felt that this body was extremely soft, completely unlike an ordinary man. It was so tough, with a unique fragrance on his body, which made people fascinated. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch her. The hand he was about to put on her chest was knocked off, and then he slipped back. Feng Aotian kicked it out firmly.

At the same time, the awkward Mu Hanjin's body was suddenly pulled, and she fell straight onto the bed, and then fell into Feng Aotian's arms. She turned over and bullied herself up, pressing on Mu Hanjin lowered her head and kissed his lips.

Xing Wuyun was kicked off the bed by gravity. He had a pain in his back. When he looked up, he saw the two kissing on the bed. He was startled. Feng Aotian had already raised his head and looked at him, "See what is meant by Did you force a kiss?"

Xing Wuyun smiled softly, and said pretendingly, "The prince meant that he wanted the courtier to kiss again?"

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, thinking that this person would really climb up the pole. She got off the bed, and Mu Hanjin was still lying on the bed, her complexion flushed. Presumably, she did not expect her to be. With such a move, Shi Cai's kiss gave him a trace of nostalgia. Since he got up on the bed, he just met Feng Aotian and looked at him.

He curled his eyebrows, did not speak, then got up and saluted, "Weichen still has official duties to deal with, so we should leave first."

Feng Aotian looked sideways, staring at him, "Did the Lord let you go?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her squarely, "Lord, the imperial examination is coming soon. Today's memorials have not been reviewed yet, and the silver coins sent by officials have not been verified. The lord should take state affairs first."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows. As expected, the rabbit sometimes bites people. Look, this docile little rabbit dared to refute her. She narrowed her phoenix eyes and shot a cold light, staring at Mu Hanjin." Come here."

Xing Wuyun felt the dangerous aura for the first time. He is still in his body, and suddenly, cold by the cold air radiating from Feng Aotian, he took a half step back wittily.

Mu Hanjin still had a calm complexion, took a step forward and came to her. Just about to speak, her cheek seemed to be stabbed. Feng Aotian dropped a kiss on his cheek and said coldly," Go ahead."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes again, stared at Feng Aotian, and responded softly, and then left the inner hall and walked to the study room. He felt that he really had nothing to do with her. , Is he angry? But why is he angry? Is it because she kissed other men? Or was it because she forcibly kissed Xing Wuyun in front of him? No, it's impossible, how could he be angry, thinking about it, walking into the study, and sitting opposite Feng Yinqi.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's unsatisfactory appearance, "Mu Yushi, Wang Shu said that I will give you a hand, now that you are here, you will feel at ease to review the memorials, and you will be unreasonable." /

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi. Yeah, even a child can see through a question. How could he not understand who she was with and what did she do with him? He is nothing more than a **** in her hand, dispensable, what is he angry about? Thinking about this, I then wrote the pen, opened the memorial, stabilized my mind, and started reading one by one.

Feng Yinqi looked at Mu Hanjin's respect for him not half as a courtier and respected the emperor. He was a little depressed. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly. In the world, there is no emperor who has done something worse than him. In front of his courtiers, it was completely air.

Feng Aotian condensed his cold light, turned his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and pointed to Feng Gonggong's already put clothes on the side, "Put this on, the one before is actually powdery, I don't like it."

"The courtier obeyed!" Xing Wuyun hurriedly bowed his hands, then stepped into the screen and began to dress. After a short while, he walked out. The same goose yellow shirt is a bit more than his. Luxurious, now, when worn on his body, it looks even more romantic and suave and bright.

Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, and Xing Wuyun followed closely. Although he didn't have a righteous line all day, he was somewhat restrained to this infamous regent. After all, there are differences between monarchs and ministers. , He didn't want to annoy this evil god, lest things get difficult in the future.

The two walked to the hall, Feng Aotian sat down at will and looked at him, "Once you step into the lord’s palace, you are the lord’s person, do you understand?"

Xing Wuyun was startled and restored to his usual amorous appearance, "What are the benefits of being a master?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "The master is in pain, isn't it a benefit of Tianda?"

Xing Wuyun's eyebrows turned slightly, and his heart slandered. This is also a good thing. A big man is doted by another man? He doesn't think this is good.

"Why, are you not willing?" Feng Aotian snorted coldly, staring at Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun hurriedly laughed, and then asked, "The prince, the courtier certainly understands that to be pampered by the prince is naturally the supreme glory, but the advantage the courtier said is not the case." A joke, he did not hesitate to sacrifice hue. Entering the wolf's den, is it really for the pampering of a man's shit?

"Oh, what good do you want? Lord's things are not so easy to get." Feng Aotian smiled evilly, and his slender fingers rhythmically tapped the table on the side.

Xing Wuyun also curled his lips and smiled, and said quickly, "My lord, how about a courtier who wants to do business with my lord?"

"Let's talk about it." Feng Aotian's tone was extremely weak.

Xing Wuyun stepped forward and looked at her, "The prince should know that Furong Pavilion is the property of the courtiers. If the courtiers send the Furong Pavilion to the prince, can the prince promise the courtier's three conditions?"

"Which three?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"First, the courtiers are unrestrained and unrestrained. I really don't like the affairs of the court, and I also ask the prince not to let the courtiers be officials; second, although the courtiers are already the prince’s people, but the courtiers are too wild, If you don’t like being trapped in the palace, can you allow the courtiers to leave the palace without restraint, and not to interfere with the freedom of the courtiers outside; third, I heard that the prince has got the'Ao Xue', can he ride on the court for a day?" Xing Wuyun seems to have long Think about the conditions and state the three conditions in one go.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes condensed, staring at him, as if he wanted to see him from the beginning to the end, and said in a deep voice, "This matter, the Lord is right, and the second thing is that you must not interfere with your freedom outside. It’s not that you can do whatever you want outside, continue to wander around the fireworks field, and provoke women? This third thing, the master can be approved, as for the second thing, there is a way, the master can do it."

"My lord, what can I do?" Xing Wuyun thought that these three things would be quite a bargain for the first brothel in Beijing.

"That is, if you castrate you and become like Father Feng, the master will let you out without worry." Feng Aotian glanced at him and said coldly.

Xing Wuyun's smile froze at the corner of his mouth. Is it still a man if he is castrated? So he whispered, "Anyway, the courtier is not clean anymore, so why should the prince care."

"Really unclean?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, got up, walked in front of him, and drew the blue silk on his chest, "There is a medical skill in this world, you can know whether you are clean."

Xing Wuyun hurriedly looked down, wondering if he was leaking his feet, why, in her words, he seemed to have seen him through, he has displayed his love affairs in such a high profile over the years and made some earth-shattering things. He came because of his current reputation, how could it be that in her eyes, isn't it?

Feng Aotian walked past him. It was only a little temptation, and he knew it, and he didn't click on it, so he said, "Master has made an exception and approved two things for you. Are you not satisfied?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, facing Feng Aotian's cold eyes, he didn't want to be trapped in this palace, "The second thing, if the courtier is not outside looking for flowers and asking Liu, can he behave properly?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways and stared at him for a long time, "So, the Lord will be right."

"The courtier is willing to offer Furong Pavilion both hands." Xing Wuyun said to himself.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, "The title deed."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, thinking that this person really won't suffer. He just agreed, and couldn't wait to ask him for the land deed, "The land deed is now in Furong Pavilion, and the courtier will get it right away."

"Go." Feng Aotian threw a token in front of him, "In the future, with this card, you will be able to unblock it."

"The minister, thank you prince." Xing Wuyun took the token, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian watched Xing Wuyun's leaving figure, and a touch of coldness evoked at the corner of his mouth. This person is not good, and he is very cunning.

Xing Wuyun flew away from the regent and went back to Furong Pavilion. The old bustard was overjoyed when the master came back, and hurried forward, "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun smiled, and then went upstairs to his room.

Meier was also delighted to see him back, and hurried forward, "My son, you?"

"Tell the people in the pavilion to show up as little as possible recently, and do not act rashly without my instructions." Xing Wuyun lay on the bed and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Meier replied in a low voice, seeing that the clothes Xing Wuyun was wearing was not the one he was wearing when she left, and seeing his beautiful face, showing a touch of exhaustion, and asked in a low voice, " Son, did the regent have done nothing to you?"

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Meier, "Go and do what you should do."

"Yes, Meier retire." Seeing that he was unhappy, Meier retreated immediately.

Xing Wuyun remembered the scene of being molested by Feng Aotian just now, and threw the pillow beside him angrily. He suddenly felt that the price he paid today was too great, and he needs to calm down now.

Feng Aotian stepped into the study, and saw a picture of one big and one small reading memorials in front of him, a slight smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, "How is it going?"

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, "Uncle Wang, do you really want your uncle to be a member of your house?"

"He didn't force him." Feng Aotian sat on her side next to Feng Yinqi, raised her eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin. Seeing the memorial he had read by himself, she didn't pay attention to it, she couldn't help being a little bit. Doubt, is it because he is too indulgent, causing him to grow temper?

Mu Hanjin gave Feng Aotian all the memorials that he had reviewed, and raised his eyes with a light expression, "My lord, these ministers have already made comments."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him as usual, could it be that he was careless? I no longer think about it, write and read memorials.

Xing Yan, the right minister, was organizing his own treasure at the mansion. Looking at these things, he became Feng Aotian's in two days, and felt painful, and immediately hated Feng Aotian. After a few minutes, suddenly, I heard the general manager come to report that Xing Wuyun was taken into the mansion by the regent, and became more anxious, his eyes blacked, and he passed out.

When he woke up, he didn't care about anything else, so he had to rush to the Prince Regent's Mansion. He has this lone seedling right now. If he was ruined by the Prince Regent who was killed that day, wouldn't his Xing family want to cut off their children and grandchildren?

In the palace, Xing Zhiyan couldn't afford to sleep, and a black shadow suddenly fell. She raised her eyes, ignoring other things, and quickly went to bed and knelt on the ground, "Master!"

"Can the matter be done?" Bing Ruhantan's voice sounded, and the dark shadow stood with his hands on his back, facing her.

Xing Zhiyan answered, "Everything is going well."

Suddenly, a black wind flashed, Xing Zhiyan was swept out, rolled to the ground, and vomited blood.

"If the emperor doesn't obey you, he will kill it when the matter is done." The shadow said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan answered first.

The cold wind blew, and the shadows were gone. Xing Zhiyan raised his eyes and stared at the front, his eyes flashed coldly, "Kill, how can she bear it."

She got up from the ground, clutched her chest, and got on the phoenix couch. She knelt and quickly got up with Guo Hui, who was beside her, and helped her, "Empress Mother, the Lord's orders must be followed."

"Although he is not my own person, he was brought up by me personally. It is somewhat intolerable." A sad flash of sadness flashed through Xing Zhiyan's eyes.

"The empress dowager, the slave felt that this plan would not be implemented for a while, and there is still time. If it reaches that point, I can only bear the pain. After all, this is about the master's plan." Guo Huichui The first reminded.

"Fine, it's over." Xing Zhiyan's eyes flashed coldly, and then she lay weakly on the couch.

After Feng Aotian approved the last fold, he raised his eyes, and the sky was dark outside, "Daddy Feng, put the meal."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded, and immediately ordered people to pass the meal.

Xing Wuyun did not come personally, but sent someone to give Feng Aotian the title deed of Furong Pavilion. She unfolded the letter, looked at the content, smiled at the corner of her mouth, raised her eyes, just right. She met Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes.

She looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"Master, Weichen wants to move back to Qinghui Pavilion." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and pleaded.

"Why?" Feng Aotian suppressed his smile, feeling that Mu Hanjin was indeed a little strange.

"The emperor should live in the palace recently, so naturally he will also live with the prince. If the minister lives in the palace, it would be inconvenient." Mu Hanjin said softly.

"Forget what the master said, wherever you go, you will go." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Now Leng Qianye's martial arts is still recovering, if the ghost attacked, the master is not by your side , This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Lord, Weichen just wants to think about something alone."

"What the **** is going on with you?" Feng Aotian felt that after she kissed him at the right time, he became like this, alienating her.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin. Even a child like him could see that it was jealous, but Uncle Wang couldn't see it clearly, but Uncle Wang couldn't see clearly. Maybe the person involved didn't know it, but the authorities are really fans of the bystanders.

Mu Hanjin didn't know what was going on either, but she felt that she had a lot of thoughts and couldn't understand it for a while, especially when she saw her, it was even more upset.

He lowered his eyes, then got down on the soft couch and knelt in front of him, "Lord, the minister retire." After he said, he got up and left.

Feng Aotian watched him turn around and leave the study, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Is this king doing a little too much?" But, didn't he do everything that was even too much before? Why is he like this today?

Mu Hanjin walked out of the bedroom, raised her eyes, and the sky was full of red clouds, reflecting on his jade-like face, but with a trace of melancholy, but in just a few days, why can she affect herself so easily What about your mind?

He wandered on the way back to Qinghui Pavilion. The night breeze blows away his blue silk and his clothes are fluttering. He recalled the events of the past few days repeatedly, seeming to find the answer.

Until he went back to Qinghui Pavilion in a daze, Leng Qianye was drinking the medicine and was reading the military book, and he saw Mu Hanjin walk in desperately, and he got up, "Why are you back?"

Mu Hanjin returned to her senses, looked at Leng Qianye, barely smiled, "I moved back to Qinghui Pavilion to live, just to accompany you."

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin and saw that he was on his mind at a glance, but he didn't worry about asking, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded. Now, he has no appetite and went back to the room.

Huanxi stood aside, looking at the self-conscious master, then at Leng Qianye, a little confused.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin's back, his eyes flashed with gloom, and then sat down again, flipping through the scroll.

Feng Aotian and Feng Yinqi stopped dinner. These days, Xu is used to Mu Hanjin being by her side. Nowadays, without him by her side to make her bully, she feels uncomfortable. Get up, look at Feng Yinqi, "This king will go out."

"Go, go." Feng Yinqi stretched out, then got up and walked towards the inner hall. He couldn't help shaking his head and said, the matter for adults is really complicated.

Feng Aotian got up, walked out of the bedroom, tapped his toes, and fell into the Qinghui Pavilion in a flash, and saw Leng Qianye looking at the book of war.

She stepped forward slowly, joyfully and quickly saluted, "The slave has seen the prince."

"Well, where is your master?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

"Resting in the room." Huanxi quickly replied.

Feng Aotian glanced at Leng Qianye, and saw that he was as usual and ignored her. She lifted up, walked into the house, pushed the door and entered, and saw Mu Hanjin holding her hand. In front of Liyu's window, the purple shirt had been faded and she put on a crescent brocade robe. The whole person still looked as elegant as water, but with the coldness of the night. She slowly stepped forward and held the hand behind him and her in her palm. I'm so thin, how can I still stand at the window."

Mu Hanjin turned around, the person in front of her looked so clear, but why did he have the urge to escape? He took his hand out of her palm and said in a light tone, "Master."

"Go back with the Lord." Feng Aotian dragged his hand again, turning around to leave.

"Lord." Mu Hanjin called out softly, looking at her figure, there was a begging in her tone. Now he really needs to be quiet and think about it.

Feng Aotian concealed his anger, could it be that she forced him too hard? Or does he hate his touching of him? Thinking of this, her eyes became cold and she threw away his hand, "Okay, very good."

Mu Hanjin watched her turn away from the back, only to hear the sound of the door being kicked open by her. He finally leaned weakly by the bed, the moonlight was cold, and his heart was even colder at this moment, how much The entanglement was frustrated in his heart. After what happened last night, did he really change? If it changed, why did it become like this?

Leng Qianye felt that a cold wind had blown, Feng Aotian had already rushed out of Qinghui Pavilion, and then he saw the leaves on a towering hundred-year-old tree in the courtyard were shaken down because of her anger, countless The fallen leaves fell down and moved with the wind.

He sneered slightly with his thin lips, no matter what? Then, continue to read the book of war.

Feng Aotian didn't know why she lost her temper, but she felt that Mu Hanjin was so angry that she dared to play her temper? But where did her domineering go? Why didn't you get the right talent? Thinking of this, he became even more angry and returned to the bedroom with a gloomy face.

When Feng Yinqi was lying on the bed, he could feel the cold wind radiating from Feng Aotian's body. He couldn't help but wrap the brocade on his body. When he got off the bed, he saw Feng Aotian sitting on the soft bed and glared. To the front.

Feng Yinqi shivered, standing still, thinking whether to step forward, will he suffer? Thinking of this, he hesitated on the sidelines.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, and a cold light shot directly at Feng Yinqi, "What are you standing there for?"

"Uncle Wang, hehe, that..." Feng Yinqi couldn't bear Feng Aotian's anger, and quickly shrank his neck, tightening the quilt on his body. The bedroom was so cold, he murmured secretly, and then slowly Slowly step forward until you walk in front of Feng Aotian, "Uncle Wang, whoever you breathe with, you can't blame it for yourself."

"This king is not angry." Feng Aotian said coldly. If she changed to the past, she would definitely not care. Whoever he is, it has nothing to do with her. She has always concealed all emotions. As a result, she once thought that she was always a heartless person, who could not laugh or cry, except for indifference and coldness, she was never sad or not happy, but now, is she angry?

"Okay, Uncle Wang didn't breathe." Seeing Feng Aotian's complexion eased a little, Feng Yinqi hurried forward and pulled her clothes, "Uncle Wang, my nephew is sleepy, go to rest. "

Feng Yinqi feels that the wisest choice now is to leave quickly while Uncle Wang has not yet spread the anger on him. As he said, he yawned and walked towards the inner hall, and then lay down. On the bed, go to sleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian got up, walked out of the bedroom, raised her eyes, looked at the dazzling stars, the breeze was a little bit, she took a deep breath, yes, what is she breathing about?

At this time, Suixi ran over in a hurry and knelt in front of Feng Aotian, "The lord, the concubine Ye Shi is gone."

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he said in a deep voice, "When did you not see it?"

"Half an hour ago, the slave and maid searched the entire palace, but did not see the concubine Ye." Suixi replied with her head down.

Feng Aotian expected that he would definitely not leave the house, so what about the others?

"Isn't he recovering from his injuries now? How can he not see if he won't be sober after three days?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

"The minion brought the medicine back, and saw the door was open, and the night servant concubine was gone." Suixi replied, shaking her shoulders.

Feng Aotian cursed secretly. There was no peace of mind. She tapped her toes and flew towards Yihuan Pavilion. She didn't see any figure. Could anyone escape her eyes and take Ye Meixi away?

With a flick of her finger, "Who is out of the house?"

"Xing Wuyun." Poo replied coldly.

"What's happening in the mansion?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"Nothing was wrong." Po continued.

"Where is that person? Missing?" Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, suddenly thinking of something, and hurriedly entered the room, then walked to the bed, stretched out his hand, knocked on the bed, empty?

Feng Aotian gathered his palms and waved towards the bed. He heard a sound and saw a secret room. Feng Aotian cried out and said in a deep voice, "Protect Mu Hanjin's safety." /

Quickly enter the secret road, follow the secret road, and see an exit. She walked out, and saw that it was very far away from the palace. She then took out yesterday’s letter about Ye Meixi and waited to read it. , His eyes sank, and then flew to the southwest.

At this time, it was late at night, and an hour later, Feng Aotian saw two dark shadows from a distance. She hurried to catch up and fell in front of them.

The two black shadows saw Feng Aotian, one holding Ye Meixi, the other attacking Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed, both palms condensed internal strength, and they slapped the two men in black in front of them. The two men in black couldn't dodge, each with a palm, and the body fell backward. Aotian flashed around and took Ye Meixi into his arms, watching him still sleep, his complexion turned pale, he turned around, tapped his toes, and flew away.

The two dark shadows wanted to come forward and chase them, their souls immediately fell, drew out their long swords, and stabbed them to death, turning them into hiding and shady.

Feng Aotian flew back to the bedroom with Ye Meixi, and shocked Feng Yinqi who was sleeping. Before he got up, Feng Aotian threw him off the bed and rolled on the carpet several times.

Feng Yinqi rubbed his eyes, raised his eyes, and saw the person lying on the bed. Feng Aotian had a gloomy face, healed his pulse and pushed his palm to heal him.

Feng Yinqi stood up from the ground and quickly stood on one side, looking at the person lying on the bed. Wasn't this the man lying beside Uncle Wang that night, what was his name? Oh, yes, Ye Meixi, why hasn't seen him for a few days, become like this?

He turned around, brought a chair, climbed up, resting his head with his hands, and watching quietly.

Time slowly passed, Feng Aotian saw that his complexion became a little bloody, then he took his palms, put the brocade on his body, turned around, and saw Feng Yinqi already crawling asleep on the chair.

She got up, hugged Feng Yinqi off the chair, then put it on the low couch to the side, took out a new brocade to cover him, and walked to the couch.

Ye Meixi has woke up faintly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, "Master..."

Feng Aotian sat next to him and looked at him, "Not resting yet."

"Master... the slave family doesn't want to leave." Ye Meixi looked at her and said softly.

"Where can the people you talk about the Lord go except by his side?" Feng Aotian stroked his haggard cheek, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded in response, slowly closing her eyes.

This night, the Prince Regent’s Mansion was very quiet, Feng Aotian and Yi lay beside Ye Meixi, Mu Hanjin stood by the window all night, and Feng Yinqi did not wake up until the next day.

When Feng Aotian woke up, she watched Ye Meixi who was next to her still falling asleep. She went to bed and saw that Feng Yinqi was properly dressed and Mu Hanjin was already waiting in the hall.

Feng Aotian glanced at Mu Hanjin faintly. Father Feng hurriedly ordered someone to come and serve her to wash and change her clothes. After everything was prepared, Feng Aotian walked by Mu Hanjin's side, holding his hand habitually. , Go forward.

Mu Hanjin looked down and looked at the entangled hands of the two. He felt cold. Feng Yinqi followed behind, looked at the two people in front of him, shaking his head from time to time, and then went to the dragon's head.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin sat on the imperial court, and the group left the regent's mansion in a mighty manner and drove towards the palace.

On this road, the two of them were still speechless. It seemed that there was a subtle atmosphere between each other overnight, which made them both stubbornly reluctant to speak.

Everything was normal today in the morning. After the morning, they returned to the palace in peace. The three of them entered the study and began to review the memorials. In the past few days, Feng Yinqi also learned a lot, and occasionally mentions them. opinion.

Ye Meixi has been resting in the dormitory since last night. Feng Aotian will take the time to look at his situation. Mu Hanjin has remained silent except for official business.

Feng Aotian didn't say anything, maybe, from the beginning, he should get along like this.

After approving the last memorial, Feng Aotian got up and left the study. Mu Hanjin took the lead in staying and bowed her head and said, "The Lord, the minister is going to the Inspectorate and the Household Department."

"Go." Feng Aotian threw the token to him, then walked past him and walked out of the study.

Mu Hanjin took the token, turned around, left the bedroom, and took a pair of guards to the inspectorate in a carriage.

Feng Aotian said to the two souls in the hidden and dark places, "Secretly protecting Mu Hanjin."

Feng Yinqi walked beside Feng Aotian and looked at her gloomy face. He suddenly didn't want to grow up. He felt that staying beside Uncle Wang like this was great.

On this day, Ye Meixi was still not awake, but Feng Aotian secretly made calculations. Mu Hanjin did not return from the household until late at night, but went to the bedroom, and after asking Feng Aotian for peace, she returned. Huige.

Mu Hanyao has not received Feng Aotian's secret letter for two days. He sits in the camp by himself, thinking, has something happened to her? It was because of the delay. It became a habit to receive her reply every day. Now, suddenly he didn't receive it in two days. It made him feel like he was missing something step by step.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, and two secret letters fell in front of his book case. He stretched out his hand and opened the secret letter in front of him. On it was Feng Aotian replying to him about grain and grass, only four words. "No need to worry."

He opened another secret letter, which was still the secret letter she wrote last time. He looked at the reply above, "When the master touches it, it will naturally become clear."

Mu Hanyao closed the secret letter immediately and did not reply, thinking that since the last time it was impulsive, this time, he will not reply again, so he picked up a clean letter and wrote this After a few days of things, after closing, there was another dark shadow, and the secret letter on the table disappeared.

Mu Hanyao put the sealed letter away and put it in a hidden place. Then, when he walked out of the camp, the irritability of the past two days was immediately wiped out. He raised his eyes and looked at the bright moonlight, deeply He breathed a sigh of relief.

For three days in a row, the court was very calm. Apart from the officials handing in the silver within the deadline, there was nothing important about the Royal Regent’s Mansion. However, the right image was seriously ill. Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin remained as usual, except for reviewing the memorials, they were each busy, and so, another day passed.

Ye Meixi finally woke up, her body recovered a lot, and a little bit of internal energy was condensed in her body. He knew that this was Feng Aotian’s credit. That day, the palm she gave herself looked like He was punishing him, but it was actually removing the remaining poison in his body. He secretly calculated that he would be able to resume martial arts in less than ten days.

Feng Aotian carrying the porridge, came to him and sat down, "Do you remember what you said that day?"

Ye Meixi looked at her, with a smile between his eyebrows, he nodded slightly, "Well, Nu Jiaxiang stay with him."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How long can I stay?"

"Until I die." Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian. In these days when he was in a coma, he seemed to be alive again. The past has gone so far. He is just an abandoned person, but there is Such a person still cared about him, cared about him, and gave him the courage to live. He didn't want to disappoint her, let alone leave.

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian couldn’t help feeling distressed when thinking of his past. He was the first person to make her feel distressed. In this world, she has to go too long and too long. If, Some people say that if you can be with her, then she will feel that she is not alone.

"Can you let go of the hatred of the past?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked softly.

Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes are dim, but in a flash, she smiles, "I can put it down."

"Master said, if you want to leave, Master will not stop." Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "As long as you remember that your body belongs to the master."

Ye Meixi stretched out her hand, took her hand, and put it on her heart, "What if the slave wants to try to make this place belong to the Lord?"

"Master has no heart." Feng Aotian took his hand out of his heart and handed him the porridge bowl, "Remember, the heart is yours, don't give it to anyone."

Ye Meixi curled his eyebrows and concealed the dimness in his eyes. He wanted to take care of his own heart, this resurgent heart.

Feng Aotian got up and turned around. Mu Hanjin was standing at the door, her eyes sinking slightly, "What's the matter?"

"My lord, these are the two accounts handed in by the officials one by one. Please check them. If they are correct, they will be put into the treasury." Mu Hanjin stepped inside and said lightly.

Feng Aotian took the account, sat on the chair, and read them one by one, while Mu Hanjin stood respectfully on the side, Ye Meixi drank the porridge, and no one spoke.

Ye Meixi keenly sensed what happened between the regent and Mu Hanjin. Now it seems that they are so close to each other, but what is involved is more than estrangement.

He couldn't help thinking, did he let it go? Can you let it go? Can you really let go of the bone-piercing pain that penetrates the bone marrow?

Feng Aotian put away the ledger and put it back into Mu Hanjin's hands, "Well, it's correct."

"Weichen retire." Mu Hanjin took the account book and turned to leave.

Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, thinking to himself, when will he be awkward? Then turned around, Ye Meixi had finished drinking the porridge, raised her eyes, and looked at her with a charming smile.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, "It looks better."

"Thanks to the Lord, the minion heals quickly." Ye Meixi said softly.

Feng Aotian raised Ye Meixi’s chin and looked at him, “You don’t have to call yourself a slave in front of your master in the future, you are you.”

Ye Meixi's mind moved, she wanted him to hold her heart, but, in the face of her, can he hold it? How long can it last?

"It's... slave..." Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at her, and responded softly.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian snorted coldly.

"Meixi obeyed." Ye Meixi changed her mouth.

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, then helped him to lie down, "Good health."

"Yes." Ye Meixi nodded, and lay down peacefully.

Feng Aotian got up and walked out of the inner hall. Today, he deliberately changed his casual clothes. Feng Yinqi came out from the study, and saw Feng Aotian going out, and quickly stopped, "Uncle Wang, where are you going? "

"Go out and go around." Feng Aotian continued.

"Can I bring my nephew?" Feng Yinqi stepped forward and pulled Feng Aotian's sleeves. "My nephew hasn't been out for a long time. Before, Uncle Wang took my nephew everywhere."

"Hurry up and change clothes, then." Feng Aotian looked at the pitiful look he had pretended, and said solemnly.

Feng Yinqi quickly turned around, changed clothes quickly, and rushed out.

Feng Aotian took him with his toes lightly and left the palace.

The two immediately entered the Furong Pavilion, the old bustard raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian, and hurriedly greeted him, "Wang..."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and the old bustard changed his mouth and called out quickly, "Prince Prince, you are here."

"Where is Xing Wuyun?" Feng Aotian asked as he entered.

"The slave family will call the son down here." The old bustard said, he wanted to turn around and report.

"No, let's talk about which room he is in, I'll go there." Feng Aotian said coldly, lowered his head and looked at Feng Yinqi looking around with curiosity.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi and asked.

"Uncle Wang, is this a brothel?" Feng Yinqi asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You are still young, just look at it now, and when you get older, I will pick you up some beautiful girls."

"Don't." Feng Yinqi shook his head quickly and looked at Feng Aotian, "They are all vulgar fans. If you find one, you should also find someone who looks like Uncle Wang."

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and hit him on the head, "Master is a man."

"As long as the Lord likes men, can't I?" Feng Yinqi asked unconvincedly, raising his neck.

"It's right and right for him to like men." Nonsense, she is a woman. It's normal to like men. She has a gloomy face and stares at Feng Yinqi, "The beautiful men in this world belong to the master, so you are not allowed to **** him." /

"The beautiful men in the world belong to you, and you belong to me." Feng Yinqi said triumphantly. The two of them had already gone upstairs, and under the guidance of the old bustard, they came to an elegant room.

"The son..." The old bustard was about to report.

Feng Aotian raised his foot and kicked open the door, and saw the hip flasks scattered all over the floor. Looking along, there were seven or eight women lying on the ground drunk. She frowned slightly and followed the bed. Looking at it, he saw Xing Wuyun holding a hip flask, lying in untidy clothes.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, and a violent cold wind hit like a person on the bed. He saw Xing Wuyun spinning around, avoiding the palm of the wind, opening his eyes, just to face Feng Aotian coldly. Fengmiao quickly threw the flask on the ground, then bowed and said, "The courtier sees the prince."

"What do women in this place do?" Feng Aotian asked coldly.

"It's nothing, it's just to accompany the courtier for a while." Xing Wuyun hiccups, the alcohol on his handsome face has not faded.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Good job." After he said, he waved his palms and hit the woman lying on the ground together. After a short while, the whole room was filled with **** smell. These drunk people were unconscious. The lady of human affairs has already endured her life in her sleep.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, unexpectedly Feng Aotian killed them all, and quickly looked down, "Master, they are just courtiers..."

"If you let the Lord see it for the second time, Lord won't mind blowing the Furong Pavilion in ashes. You wait for one to go out alive." Feng Aotian said coldly, "Don't think that Lord doesn't know what your calculations are. Now that you have accepted the Lord’s matter, it’s best to behave, otherwise, no matter what your relationship is with the three princes, the Lord will do the same for you."

Xing Wuyun woke up completely from the wine at the moment. He raised his eyes and ran into Feng Aotian’s cold eyes. In his heart, he scolded the three princes thousands of times. He had said long ago, don’t mess with this king. , I have to let him take a trip to this muddy water, well, now, it is easy to ask God to give it away, and it is not because she is playing with her applause.

"Lord, since you already know that, the courtier is not the prince's person, right?" Xing Wuyun quickly left the relationship.

"Uncle, can you beat Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi, who was hiding behind Feng Aotian, poked his head, looked at Xing Wuyun, and asked.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Yinqi, and then at Feng Aotian, he should be able to win the fight, but he has never liked fighting, preferring to solve problems peacefully.

"Haven't tried." Xing Wuyun thought for a while, then replied.

Feng Aotian's eyes are dim, "Want to try?"

"The prince, the courtier likes women, women, why are you trying to force you so hard?" Xing Wuyun said sadly.

"Master forced you?" Feng Aotian said faintly, "At the beginning, you were willing to follow your master back to your house, and you changed the three things about your master with Furong Pavilion."

"Then you also know that this is just a sale." The reason why Xing Wuyun did that deal at the beginning was that he didn't want to use force. It was not good to exchange a Furong Pavilion for freedom.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Oh, it's just business?"

"Naturally." Xing Wuyun nodded hurriedly, "You have obtained this Furong Pavilion, and the courtier has been free."

Feng Aotian evoked a wicked smile, "Lao Bustard, from now on, if you dare to let him enter the Furong Pavilion again, the Lord will burn the Furong Pavilion."

When the old bustard heard this, he was suddenly shocked. Isn't this an obvious way to drive the master out? She was a little hard to handle and dare not accept it.

"If you stay, stay for a while, the master will kill one person." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun coldly, and she wanted to see what he could do.

After Xing Wuyun listened, of course he knew that what she said was true, so he flew away quickly.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the Furong Pavilion in front of him, "From now on, Furong Pavilion will not welcome guests. People related to Xing Wuyun must disappear today, otherwise, don't blame the Lord for killing."

When the old bustard listened, he suddenly fell into a cold sweat, just to face Shang Feng Aotian's bloodthirsty cold eyes, he immediately retreated in fright.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's solemn figure, then looked at the dead body in the room, and suddenly realized, "Uncle Wang, did you come here to catch him on purpose?"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, pinching Feng Yinqi's cheek, "Not stupid."

"But, my nephew thinks that my uncle let you catch it on purpose." Feng Yinqi said again pretendingly.

Feng Aotian stared at him, "Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."

"Uncle Wang, my nephew is wrong." Feng Yinqi shut up quickly and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian said coldly, "Send someone to re-install the Furong Pavilion. All the shops on this street will be closed for the Lord tomorrow and returned to the court."

"Yes." The soul replied.

Feng Yinqi raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Uncle Wang, this will arouse public resentment."

"Who dares to complain, just come to the Lord." Feng Aotian said coldly, turned around, and returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion with Feng Yinqi.

On this night, the most prosperous streets in the capital were shut down instantly, all sealed with the imperial court, and returned to the imperial court.

Only the shops marked with the word "卫" still opened as usual, but the street was sealed off by officers and soldiers.

Even if the shop does business as usual, there are no customers. Xing Wuyun lay lazily on the bed, holding a hip flask, and looking at the man on one side, "Oh, although your family is big, but the evil god, Are you sure you want to provoke?"

"No way, life is too boring." The man under the bead curtain leaned on the low couch. The blood-red robes were scattered on the soft couch. His graceful posture appeared loomingly. Clear appearance, but just by listening to the voice, you can know that this person must have the beauty of the country and the city.

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "I'm living my life freely, but I just asked you to find it back. That's all, if you want to play with you, anyway, I don't want to provoke me. The last time I almost...Anyway, I don't Go."

"What happened last time?" The man's voice was very pleasing, as beautiful as silk and bamboo, and asked slowly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I already have my own heart. Although I am romantic, I am not bothered, let alone abnormal." Xing Wuyun lifted the flask, raised his head, poured a sip of wine, and turned over, softening the couch. Get up, then turn around and look out the window, "You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzunkong face the moon."

"What did you say she was going to do?" the man under the bead curtain asked in a low voice.

"What is it with me?" Xing Wuyun tossed the flask in his hand at will, walked into the house, lay down on his own, and fell asleep soundly.

Under the bead curtain, the fragrance is filled with mist and the sound of piano is melodious.

Two days later, Feng Aotian took out half of the silver in the treasury, and opened a silver account directly in charge of the imperial court, named "Public Opinion Silver Account."

This silver number was built for the poor. You can borrow the opposite silver tael from this silver number, but it must meet the conditions for borrowing. For example, if you want to borrow grain, according to the amount, the head, and when do you need to repay the grain? ; If you borrow two silvers, you can borrow money only after verifying that they are correct in accordance with their own circumstances. If the amount exceeds a certain amount of silver, you can add interest, but the interest is also lower than other silver accounts.

When the silver number was first opened, Feng Aotian was handed over to the Department of Household Shangshu to personally supervise it. On the first day of the opening, someone specially stood in front of the silver number and shouted loudly, explaining the advantages of the silver number. No one dared to come. On the second day, some people could not help being curious and lucky, so they came to borrow silver. There will be a small servant who will be responsible for it. After verification, the silver was honored and the contract was signed. In this way, for a few days, Lu People came one after another. In less than half a month, the whole bank had an endless stream of people borrowing money every day.

As for the shops in the prosperous streets, they were reopened after being sealed up for three days. However, the land deeds of all shops belonged to the court, and the merchants had to pay the rent of the court shops and the monthly profit tax. If so, if the business is operating poorly and applying to close the store, the court will also calculate the assets and give the store a certain amount of silver, which is also killing two birds with one stone.

As soon as this move came out, although some businesses were unwilling, it was helpless. Instead of being completely expropriated by the court, it would be better to follow the court. Who would let it? Now that the entire Fengguo economy has plummeted, it is already difficult to operate. If it is blocked again, it will be worthless.

However, another lively scene appeared on this street, but no one dared to enter the shop with the word "guard", because the regent had an order, whoever supported them would be against the court. Nowadays, many people have borrowed money from the imperial court, and many merchants’ shops are located here, and they are also owned by the imperial court. How can they have the courage to go in? This is a desperate thing.

Regent Palace, Feng Aotian looked at the accounts of the Silver Account these days. Now, ten days have passed since the establishment of the Silver Account. She was thinking about the time. She was waiting for the day when the three princes negotiated with her.

In these days, Mu Hanjin and Feng Aotian didn't talk too much except for official duties. Everything has changed since that day. Maybe she was waiting for him to take the initiative to speak.

Yesterday, he received a letter from Master. He took Feng Aotian’s birth eight characters, and the situation on that day was counted. Master also watched the sky that night, meaning the place where the king appeared. In Feng Guo, for Feng Aotian's birthday, the person he was waiting for was Feng Aotian.

After thinking about it all night, he finally made the final decision. Since he can't escape this cage, he is destined to be entangled with her. Now, it is time for him to leave the mountain.

Feng Aotian checked the number, and the Household Department Shangshu returned the account book.

Mu Hanjin stood outside the palace, waiting quietly, Feng Aotian raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

He stepped forward slowly, then knelt on the ground, took out a piece of brocade cloth in both hands, and handed it to her.

Feng Aotian took the brocade cloth, opened it, looked at the writing on it, read it one by one, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "For thousands of years, there have been such rumors in the land of China. According to legend, When the land was opened, there was a tribe that was born in accordance with the destiny. They are proficient in gossip, watch the sky at night, can predict the future, and know the fate of everyone. Once the continent is in turmoil, they will appear to assist Mingjun and rule the world. , And this tribe is called the'wind' tribe, which means to follow the wind and also to comply with the destiny."

"Exactly." Mu Hanjin replied lightly, his birth was doomed, and he was born in accordance with the fate of heaven.

Feng Aotian watched him. She knew that what was hidden behind him was not simple, but she didn't expect it to be so, she whispered, "Are you a member of the'Wind' tribe?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded.

"According to your ability, you don't need to be controlled by this at all, why stay here?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, obviously puzzled.

"When the Weichen was born, the master found me. When the Weichen was three years old, he was taken back to the mountain to practice. I didn’t come out until I was fifteen. Master said that in my generation, There is a catastrophe, and my mission is to wait for Wang Zun to appear and assist him to dominate the world." Mu Hanjin continued, "Before this, the Weichen will never reveal a trace of ability."

"In that case, now you tell this king, have you found the person you destined?" Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin continued, and then handed her the golden plate in his arms.

Feng Aotian took the gold plate, which was engraved with a dragon on it. When she reached out and stroked it, the dragon on the gold plate jumped out and hovered in the air.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at the golden dragon hovering above, affirming this established fact even more, "Only when Wang Zun touches this golden plate, the golden dragon can appear."

Feng Aotian was surprised. She had ambitions and wanted to dominate the world, but now, looking at this small golden plate and listening to Mu Hanjin’s words, she obviously still feels a little illusory. After all, In her previous life, she lived in the high-tech era. Now, when she encounters such a thing, she is still unavoidable. However, when she thinks that she can travel through this kind of supernatural thing, why not be surprised.

"According to what you said, this king is your destined person?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and asked in a cold voice.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Jin Guangxian, Wang Zunxian, the world is chaotic."

"Haha..." Feng Aotian sneered, "What if this king is not the one you are waiting for?"

"Weichen will wait until it is." Mu Hanjin replied firmly.

"If you wait? You will leave this king?" Feng Aotian got up, took a step forward, staring at him.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and met her gaze.

"Do you have martial arts?" Feng Aotian asked himself.

"Weichen's martial arts were sealed by the master when he went down the mountain. Once Wang Zun is waiting for the dragon to fly to the sky, the seal in the Weichen's body will also be released." Mu Hanjin continued.

"Your current seal has been lifted?" Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with unpleasantness, she didn't want the people around her to be stronger than her.

Mu Hanjin nodded, he raised his hand, turned around, and with a flick of his fingers, a towering tree a hundred meters away was shaken and collapsed.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Fortunately, you are the king's person, otherwise, this king will kill you."

Mu Hanjin closed her eyebrows, flashed a dull look, raised her eyes, and returned to her former indifference. She is still as elegant as a jade person, but he is no longer what he used to be.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, helped him up, stretched out and held his hand, "Now you tell this king the truth, have you made a decision, do you follow this king?"

"Mu Hanjin, the 28th generation descendant of the'Wind' clan, see Wang Zun!" Mu Hanjin took a step back and knelt on one knee.

Feng Aotian waved his hand, "Get up."

Mu Hanjin stood up indifferently and stood in front of her respectfully. Feng Aotian looked at him now, but couldn't find the feeling he used to feel. "This king hopes you are just the beauty of the master."

Mu Hanjin's curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was silent. Feng Ao stepped forward, holding his hand and looking at him, "Mu Hanjin, nowadays, there are many disasters in Fengguo, no one is available, you can I would also like to be with this king, this road is destined to be very hard and lonely, do you want to go?"

"This is the mission of Weichen." Mu Hanjin said immediately.

"If it's not your mission, what about you alone?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, but she was silent at last, would she? Will he? He didn't know that when he was born, the meaning of his life was to wait and wait for that person to appear. In the two years in the Regent Palace, how much he wished to meet the appearance of Wang Zun sooner, so that he would leave the prisoner. Cage, but, now, when he waited, it turned out to be the person he wanted to escape desperately. Why, he didn't have a trace of resentment or sadness, but was a little bit more pleased?

Feng Aotian sneered and let go of his hand, "In the future, you will live in Qinghui Pavilion. If you want to return to Mu Mansion, you can go to the Inspectorate to take office tomorrow. The memorial can also be annotated. After that, send it to my king."

Mu Hanjin listened quietly to Feng Aotian's words, and replied softly, "Yes."

Feng Aotian turned his back to him, "Now, you are the same. When this king is enthroned, he will designate you as a national teacher."

"Weichen obeyed." Mu Hanjin didn't know Feng Aotian's plan. His mission was to assist her. Now, she pushed him out, but now, isn't this arrangement very good? Isn't it good that he is free and can go anywhere?

"Retreat." Feng Aotian waved his hand.

"Weichen retire." Mu Hanjin respectfully saluted and exited the bedroom.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looking at the brocade cloth in his hand and the gold plate, his eyes flashed darkly, and there was another sneer, "Golden light, Wang Zunxian, the world is chaotic."

Mu Hanjin stepped out, but she felt panic in her heart, raised her eyes and looked at the watery moonlight, but there was no half of joy. Now, he has resumed martial arts, and his footsteps are lighter. In less than a moment, Then returned to Qinghui Pavilion.

Leng Qianye has recovered well these few days. Seeing Mu Hanjin's breath is wrong, he seems to feel something. In these few days, he is very silent. Even when he comes back, he does not go to bed until late. Sometimes, always Leaning against the window in a daze, the person was also a lot thinner, but this time, when I saw him, I felt very different.

"Han Jin, how can you have martial arts?" Leng Qianye asked in a low voice.

"Brother Leng, this is a long story." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, naturally knowing that he was very keen, "I see you are recovering very well these days, it seems that it will not be long before you Will heal."

"Yes." Leng Qianye knew that Mu Hanjin was helpless, so he didn't force it. Over the past few days, seeing the changes in her body, she was a little excited.

"After you are cured, I will accompany you back to the Leng Mansion to visit the old lady and Sister Peihan." Mu Hanjin said with a smile.

"Can I leave the house?" Leng Qianye's handsome and extraordinary face flashed with joy.

"It should be that although the regent's methods are cruel, he is not an innocent person." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye and said directly.

"Han Jin, you have changed." Leng Qianye's eyes were as dark as Hanyu's eyes flashed with doubt.

Mu Hanjin smiled indifferently, raised her eyes, and stared into the distance, "I am who I am. I have never changed, but I waited until I waited."

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