This Lord is Too Cruel: 077 Do you miss me? (Two more)

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Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him. The firmness in his eyes was still expectant. She moved her mind, stretched out her hand and held him tightly in her arms, "Did you think about it?"

"Well, what about the prince?" When he decided to leave, he had already made a decision. Shu Chi Wuyan

"When you return, Jiangshan will be hired, and the Lord will marry you." Feng Aotian answered solemnly, bowing his head and kissing his lips.

Ye Meixi smiled sweetly and met her lips. At this moment, he had hope of living, and thought of expecting. He swears that he will live, no matter how treacherous the road ahead, he will grit his teeth Live, for her, more for yourself.

The next day was not light, Ye Meixi looked at the peaceful sleeping face beside her, curled her lips and smiled, as if a thousand words were transformed into this bright smile, he leaned forward, in her A faint kiss fell on his lips, with dissatisfaction and hope for her, and when he got off the bed, he was still in that bright red shirt, his body was scorching and full of grace, he slowly left the house and stepped out of the house. I saw Mu Hanyao standing in the courtyard to watch the night.

Mu Hanyao looked at him, but was speechless, just nodding slightly.

Ye Meixi stepped forward and looked ahead, "In your eyes, maybe she is just a cruel king, but in my eyes, she is a person more important than my life. Some things are lost. You can’t save it anymore. If you discover your sincerity one day, you can grasp it."

After he said, he turned his eyes, pursed his delicate lips, then tapped his toes and flew away.

Mu Hanyao's face turned dark and dark as he listened to him. I don't know when, Feng Aotian was already standing beside him, "He's gone."

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at her brows with a touch of sadness and unwillingness, and couldn't help asking, "Where did you go?"

"Go where he should go, maybe...in this life I am afraid it will be difficult to see each other." Feng Aotian looked at the enchanting figure that was gone and disappeared, and for the first time felt that parting was so unreasonable. The feeling of home.

The corner of her mouth evoked a faint smile, and she turned around indifferently, "He is working hard for his father, but he can't just complain about himself like this."

Mu Hanyao looked at her as she stepped into the room, she paused, and a dullness flashed across her cold eyes, then she stepped up and followed.

Ye Meixi fell lightly on the bank of the river, and someone had prepared a horse, waiting.

"Slaves, see Your Highness." The two women knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes.

"Get up." It was still the handsome and enchanting body, but with the inviolable majesty. He stood with his hand holding his hand, and then took off his bright red gown and replaced it with a dark red brocade robe.

A pair of beautiful eyes is no longer ten thousand styles, but it is mysterious and incomprehensible, lightly waving the robe, flying on the horse, blinking, glanced at the direction of the row, a charming smile at the corner of his mouth. Immediately, he turned around, his eyes were cold, and he rode away.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao, "Let's go to the water with your master."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Lan Jing said respectfully. Now, seeing that there are fewer people beside Feng Aotian, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

Xing Wuyun leaned aside consciously, anyway this matter has nothing to do with him.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, "You too."

Xing Wuyun shrugged and went as he pleased, without losing a piece of meat.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and walked out of the corridor, and the group of people headed towards Cao Yun mightily.

In the carriage, Feng Aotian closed his eyes and rested. These days, he is used to having a warm embrace next to him. At this meeting, he suddenly felt a little empty and unavoidable.

Lan Jingshu and Xing Wuyun also sat quietly aside, silent.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Lan Jingshu into his arms, but felt that this hug was not that familiar feeling, but he didn't want to let go. It's better than nothing.

Lan Jingshu leaned stiffly in his arms, raised his eyes, and looked interested in Shang Xing Wuyun. His gentle eyes flashed a hint of discomfort for the first time, then he raised his eyes and stared fiercely. Past.

Xing Wuyun chuckled his lips casually again, and then stopped teasing him, but leaned back in the carriage, raised the driving curtain, and looked at the scenery outside.

Because of the last assassination, no one dared to collect corpses in the entire bustling street, and the stench of corrosive corpses permeated all around. The former street has now become a dead street, no one cares about it, of course , The shops on this street were all bought by Wei Zimo, and now, there is no one.

Wei Zimo still grows up in the elegant room between Yuli and the restaurant. He just meets Xing Wuyun’s eyes, facing each other. Xing Wuyun smiles at Wei Zimo, but his eyes are full of deterrence. , Then lowered the curtain, rolled his eyes, Feng Aotian was staring at him meaningfully.

He raised his voice and laughed, "Master, why look at the courtier like this?"

"This king is just looking at the outside scenery." Feng Aotian said lightly, then lowered his eyes, looking at the Lan Jingshu in his arms, and Ye Meixi's light smile appeared in his mind.

She curled her eyebrows and closed her eyes again.

Lan Jingshu raised her eyes to see her emotions completely, but there was a sense of loss in her heart. In the heart of the regent, what is he?

Of course, Xing Wuyun understands what Feng Aotian's words mean, that is, what he saw just now, and what she saw. Thinking about this, I can't help but be a little curious. What exactly is the wishful thinking of this regent?

The group walked slowly to the Caoyun Mansion, and there was a woman who was about 30 years old leading a crowd waiting outside the mansion.

Feng Aotian got out of the carriage and stood with her hand in hand, and the woman in front of him knelt down immediately, "Women, see the regent! Prince Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

"Well, get up." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then walked towards the mansion.

The woman smiled, suddenly raised her eyes, and met Xing Wuyun who had stepped down from the carriage. A panic flashed across her eyebrows, and then she was brutal and resentful.

Xing Wuyun obviously didn't expect such a look in her eyes. Obviously, she was a little inexplicable. Shouldn't she be affectionate to him?

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, "Do you know why this king is here?"

"Men's women don't know." The woman before her bowed her head and replied.

"Lan Yushi, let's talk about it." Feng Aotian said coldly.

Lan Jingshu immediately took a few steps forward, "The official salt was robbed three months ago. Now, after the official's investigation, some people confessed, the water transport colluded with the bandits, and the official salt was sold."

"Guardian, for a hundred years of water transportation, he has been innocent, and has never done anything that violates the court's laws. Even if someone confesses, it is a framing." The woman in front of her said quickly.

"Really?" Feng Aotian sneered, "Who are you? Why didn't the leader of Caoyun come out to welcome this king?"

"The local woman is a helper for the lord, who is in a coma. She is unconscious and unable to come out to welcome the prince, and ask the prince to forgive him." The woman replied immediately.

"Oh, it turned out to be the wife of the gang leader." Feng Aotian also said in a loud voice, "This king met Miss Le Ling many years ago and became a close friend. How can I not see her present now?"

"The little girl occasionally felt sick half a month ago. The disease came suddenly, but now she has not healed. It is inconvenient to come to welcome the prince." The woman was taken aback for a moment, her eyes flashed coldly, and she replied in a low voice.

"Really?" Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Since it is inconvenient for Miss Le Ling to come to see the king, the king has to visit Miss Le Ling in person."

"This..." The woman was a little embarrassed, "The little girl's disease is an infectious disease. If the prince goes..."

"Don't be afraid." Feng Aotian waved his hand, and then took the lead to walk inward, walked a few steps, turned around, looked at the woman in front of him, "Not leading the way."

"Yes." The woman responded quickly, and then walked forward.

"Search!" Lan Jingshu by the side immediately ordered.

The woman glanced at Xing Wuyun who followed immediately, her eyes flashed a little inquisitively, wondering why the regent didn't break her immediately, to blame her for underestimating the enemy.

Feng Aotian was about to take a few steps forward when he saw Le Ling approaching her gracefully.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at Le Ling. A cold stern flashed through her eyes. Then she stepped forward and said quickly, "Ling'er, why did you come out before your body is healed?"

Le Ling looked at the woman in front of him, her eyes faint, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "People's daughters, see the regent."

"Miss Le Ling, this king is also an old friend with you. Hearing that you are slightly sick, I will come to see you." Feng Aotian stepped forward, a soft light flashed in his eyes, and said kindly.

Xing Wuyun on the side looked at such a scene, and suddenly the corners of her mouth twitched. She invited herself to watch the show, and then leaned aside boredly, then looked at the county lord Minxi beside Le Ling. Can't help but feel that this woman is really stupid, she has died once, how can she be so stupid?

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao were standing in the hall, ordering people to search the entire mansion. Turning their eyes, they saw Feng Aotian and a beautiful woman standing next to each other. The two looked at each other. Hidden the thoughts in my heart and continued to be busy.

Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, then knelt in front of her, "The prince, the girl has a grievance."

"Miss Le Ling, please, what's wrong, but it's okay." Feng Aotian quickly helped Le Ling up and asked softly.

Le Ling then presented the complaint to Feng Aotian, "This is the pleading paper of the people."

Feng Aotian took the paper, opened it and scanned it, then raised his eyes and looked at Le Ling, "Is there any evidence for this?"

"The evidence is on her." Le Ling raised his hand and pointed at the woman beside her, her eyes flashed coldly, "She is not the second mother of the people's daughter, but is prone to fakes."

"Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, I am your second mother, how can I easily fake?" The woman was surprised and looked at Le Ling.

"Whether it is true or not, you will know at first inspection." Le Ling said, and stretched out his hand to tear off the skin of the woman, but she was blocked by her hand.

The other gangs standing in the Caoyun Mansion looked at the sudden situation in front of them, and stood in astonishment, wondering how this could happen.

The woman in front of her immediately tore off her face, revealing her beautiful appearance, but there was another scar on one side of her cheek, which was very eye-catching.

"Princess Min Xi, don't come here unharmed." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

The woman in front of her snorted coldly, "I have been waiting for you to come here, even if I know it is a dead end, I will die with you."

Princess Minxi said coldly, and then pulled off her clothes, all the syringes installed on her were one by one, and then pulled hard, and countless silver needles shot at her.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he wanted to fly away, but he saw Le Ling push her away and block her in front of her, "Master, be careful."

Feng Aotian was shocked, countless silver needles pierced Le Ling's body, she hurriedly stepped forward and took her into her arms.

Princess Minxi laughed loudly, then drew out the dagger in his hand and stabbed Feng Aotian, but was kicked away by Xing Wuyun.

"Why?" Princess Minxi looked at Xing Wuyun frantically, vomiting blood, crawling on the ground and staring at Xing Wuyun.

"I won't let you hurt her." Xing Wuyun said with a cold, cynical smile for the first time.

Princess Minxi's pretty face was covered with a layer of gloom, with a deep hatred, "I want to kill her, she damn!"

"You are too stupid, you can't kill her at all." Xing Wuyun said coldly, turning around to stop looking at her.

Princess Minxi was taken aback again, looking at Feng Aotian, there was hatred between her eyes, "Why? Why?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, a cold light shattered from Feng's eyes, and his palm sucked, and the dagger kicked off by Xing Wuyun fell into her palm. When the palm moved, the dagger pierced into the mouth of Princess Min Xi directly. penetrate.

She didn't dare to stare her eyes wide, waiting for Feng Aotian to die unwillingly.

Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling, who was dying in her arms, her body was covered with countless poisonous needles, "This king can avoid it, you don't have to."

Le Ling smiled lightly, "Master, Le Ling can die in your arms, is the most correct decision I made in my life, and it is also my happiest time."

"Le Ling, this king is not worth it." Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling in front of her. She remembered in her mind that when she met her, it was just a joke, but it made her think about it. Years, and now, she was willing to sacrifice her life for this person who never cared her. At this moment, she felt sad for the first time.

Le Ling tried her best to raise her hand, trying to touch her face. This is her hope and expectation for the past five years. Even if the world scolds her for being cruel, even if the world scolds her for being ruthless, but, She knew that the person in front of her had a warm heart.

"Master, Le Ling understands, everything understands, you always have a person in your heart, and that person is no longer alive, so you will become like this, but I don’t complain or hate, I’m glad to be When I met you, now, I have no... regrets." Le Ling smiled lightly and said softly to his thoughts over the years.

The breeze blew, and light pink petals fluttered in the air, just like the thoughtful woman in her arms. After all, she closed her eyes, a drop of clear tears fell on the ground, her mouth was smiling, and she quietly passed away.

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in her arms. It turned out that in these lonely years, there was another person who was silently thinking of her. Feng Aotian took her into her arms and said softly in her ears. "May you see her in the sky."

Xing Wuyun stood on the spot, looking at the fallen woman in front of him, and then at Feng Aotian. Le Ling's words lingered in his mind. This cruel, changeable person has always been in love with someone in his heart? That person is dead? So, who is it?

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao did not know when they had already stood by her side, and Le Ling's last words were like a needle pierced in their hearts. Maybe they really saw her wrong.

"My lord, official salt was found in the back mountain secret road." A soldier came to report.

Mu Hanyao returned to his senses and looked at Lan Jingshu beside him, "bring them all out."

"Yes." The soldier took the order, then stepped back.

"Master." Lan Jingshu knelt down slowly and looked at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Do you think it is ridiculous that someone would die for this king without complaint?"

Lan Jingshu was silent. If one day, he encountered such a situation, what would he do? Will he rush forward without hesitation? However, when the incident happened, Shi Cai's first thought was that the regent is omnipotent, and she naturally had a plan and would not be hurt.

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's words, yes, if he were the second brother, he would definitely stand in front of her desperately, so what about being himself? He is not sure, maybe at that moment, he will too, don't ask him why, he doesn't know.

Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed with coldness. At this moment, he was just an outsider.

Feng Aotian picked up Le Ling and said, "Collect the official salt and put it in the government office, and leave everything else to you."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu whispered.

Xing Wuyun watched her leaving. He unknowingly followed until he walked out of the government office and came to a secluded place. She put Le Ling's body down and buried her in the dust with her own hands, but he did not stand up. monument.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The mask has been worn for a long time, it should be put down for a while, otherwise, it will suffocate."

Xing Wuyun remained silent and stood beside her, watching her lonely and endlessly lonely. At this moment, he felt the same way. Does he have the courage to take off the mask?

I don't know when the sky floated with a drizzle, and it fell on the two of them. It seemed to be covered by clouds and mist, and there was endless sadness...

Feng Aotian took a deep breath and calmed her emotions. Suddenly she felt that she was interested, but she could still be sad. She turned her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Let's go."

"My lord, the courtier doesn't want to leave now." Xing Wuyun was startled slightly, and said with a bohemian smile.

"This king decides whether to go or not." Feng Aotian said solemnly, then turned around, tapped his toes, and flew away.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's figure and laughed. His biggest advantage is Xing Wuyun's stalking. Feng Aotian undoubtedly made him curious. He wanted to know that she was hiding under the mask. What is the real face.

Feng Aotian stopped paying attention to him, and went back to his chase. Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu have returned and are waiting for her in the house.

"Is everything done?" Feng Aotian entered, with moisture on his body, and sat down.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward and looked at her as usual. For some reason, he suddenly had an urge to take her into his arms, but finally his reason had overcome everything, he reported in a deep voice. "Master, only half of the official salt is left now."

"Transport this half back to the capital, and take the remaining half back." Feng Aotian continued.

"The prince meant that the other half was still there?" Lan Jingshu stepped forward, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Feng Aotian used his internal strength to dry the moisture on his body, and said coldly, "How many horses are there now?"

"Master, there are now fifty thousand left, and all fifty thousand left are executed." Po Lengsheng reported.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Five thousand horses let you take you back to the border, are you willing?"

Mu Hanyao's eyes flashed with brilliant light. Now it is the time to use soldiers. How long will it take him to recruit 50,000 horses? Thinking of this place, he hurriedly replied, "The prince may leave it to the minister."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him, "These fifty thousand horses, you have to train this king to be a good soldier with one enemy and one hundred."

"Yes, the minister obeyed his orders." Mu Hanyao replied loudly. Leading soldiers to war is his strong point.

Feng Aotian asked again, "How much grain and grass have been seized?"

"It can be used at the border for more than a year." Po immediately replied.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Now that we have all the food, food, and grass for soldiers, horses, and horses, you are worthy of this trip."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao suddenly felt that the hard work of these few days was worth it. It was simply too worth it. With fifty thousand horses and one year's food and grass, thinking of this, his cold face is also rare. A touch of bright.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Forgot what the master said, if you want to laugh, go and laugh."

Mu Hanyao listened, then shut up and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Why are you still here."

Xing Wuyun looked like a rascal, and then leaned on the soft couch to the side, "The minister is reluctant to leave now. It is much better to stay here than to stay with the black hearted person."

Feng Aotian waved at him with a palm, "Lord will not keep you."

"My lord, if you don't keep courtiers, you can't let that person come here obediently." Xing Wuyun quickly said a favorable bargaining chip.

Feng Aotian's eyes are faint, and his handsome face is as usual and gloomy. "Master will stay in Lianghuai for two days at most. If you can let him visit, Master will let you stay here."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun responded happily, then turned around, and left.

Lan Jingshu looked suspiciously at the back of Xing Wuyun leaving, thinking what happened to him? These days, I was thinking about leaving, but now, I am stuck and not leaving?

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "Re-adjust the officials here. Now, how many officials can be dispatched?"

"There are only forty officials left in Lianghuai." Lan Jingshu replied with his head down. Lianghuai was the top priority. Now there are no officials to dispatch. How can this be done?

Feng Aotian thinks that the imperial examination is only one month away. Even if there is fresh blood, it still needs training. Now, forty people?

"Yan Yu has been working with you on the case these few days, what do you think?" Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and suddenly thought of this person.

"To be experienced." Lan Jingshu continued.

"You also need to experience, promote him to be a transfer envoy of salt transport, you will directly manage the two Huaihe Rivers, and listen to your deployment." Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Yes, the minister obeyed." Lan Jingshu respectfully replied, thinking about how to deploy officials.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "There are also capable people among the forty people. Yan Ji should be the most familiar with it. You can let him deploy and you do the final review. At this time, tomorrow will be done."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu quickly responded, and then backed out.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "In these two days you will prepare and take in the 50,000 horses first. If they don’t let them control, you will kill them, even if you kill 40,000, There are also 10,000, and I will train the elite for this king."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice.

She looked at him, "Come here."

Mu Hanyao stunned slightly, raised his eyes, and met her cold eyes. He lowered his eyes and approached her step by step. Feng Aotian did not hold him in his arms, but pointed to his side. , "Sit down."

Mu Hanyao just sat down, Feng Aotian leaned slightly to his side, leaning on his broad shoulders, she closed her eyes slightly, "Master is tired, let him rely on it."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao's thoughts moved, but he sat like a rock, without a trace of shaking, his eyes looked straight ahead.

The house is silent, and the rain outside the house is drizzling, and the green smoke is curling...

In the palace, the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan was shocked when he heard the report from the spies, "What? Lost?"

"Yes." The spy replied, kneeling on the ground.

"Where is Peony? Where is it?" Xing Zhi asked coldly, her eyes filled with confusion.

"The whereabouts of one hundred thousand horses were missing, fifty thousand were slaughtered, and fifty thousand were collected. The grain, grass, and official salt were all found, and Princess Min Xi was dead." The spy immediately replied.

"It's over, everything is over." Xing Zhiyan sat down in a daze, trance.

"The empress mother, there is still room for reversal in this matter." Guo Hui flashed a glimmer of light on the side, and said quickly.

"Is there any room for reversal?" Xing Zhiyan held her forehead feebly, and all her hard work over the years was wasted.

"The queen mother, all the clues are broken. It seems that the peony has not fallen into the hands of the regent. It seems that even if they suspect the queen mother, there is no evidence." Guo Hui quickly reminded.

"Yes, how could I forget this." Xing Zhiyan quickly calmed down his frustrated mood, "Go to find Peony, and you must find Peony back."

"Yes." The spy replied in a deep voice.

Xing Zhiyan is still worried, "Now that the incident in the Huaihe River and the Huaihe River has been exposed, and 100,000 horses have been wiped out, what will happen in the future?"

"Everything is waiting for the Lord to go down." Guo Hui said immediately.

At this time, a dark shadow fell, Xing Zhiyan was shocked, and quickly knelt on the ground, "Subordinates, see the Lord."

"Waste." Sombra stood with his hand in his hand, and shouted coldly with his back to Xing Zhiyan.

"The subordinates are not doing well, please be punished by the master." Xing Zhiyan lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"The Lianghuai incident is just the beginning. In the future, you have to be more careful. It seems that she is going to fight back." The shadow said solemnly.

"Yes, my subordinates will be extremely careful in the future." Xing Zhiyan responded quickly, and he was relieved immediately.

"The little emperor's business, can you finish it?" Sombra asked immediately.

"It's done, everything will be in these two days." Xing Zhiyan said immediately.

"Okay, when the little emperor dies, do you know what to do?" Sombra continued.

"Subordinates understand." Xing Zhiyan responded with a cold look in her eyes.

The black shadow flew away immediately, Xing Zhiyan raised his eyes, looked at the disappearing figure, took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked at Guo Hui, "How many days are there?"

"On these two days." Guo Hui continued.

"Well, Qi'er, don't blame the mother, this is your life." Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes, looked into the distance, and said quietly.

In the imperial palace, Feng Yinqi drank tonight’s decoction, and suddenly felt annoyed. He lay weakly on the dragon couch and raised his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to see Feng Aotian's figure, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked With a smile, "Uncle Wang...Uncle Wang..."

"The emperor..." Telford called out worriedly.

Feng Yinqi didn't seem to hear him, but he still called out in a daze.

Feng Aotian slowly opened her eyes, raised them, and saw Mu Hanyao sitting motionless by her side. The corner of her mouth raised a touch of relief, and she took out the jade pendant in her arms, "Wear this moment on her body. ."

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes, took the jade pendant in her hand, stroked slowly with his slender fingers, then put it in his arms, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at him still looking like this, then got up, "Do you have homesickness?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao never lied, and then nodded.

"Is it good for you to come back, Lord?" Feng Aotian asked tentatively.

"The minister is used to life in the military camp, and returning to Beijing is just to visit relatives." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, not knowing what she meant, and continued.

"Well, if you don't see this king for several years in the future, will you think of this king?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stared at him, and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking, then nodded.

Feng Aotian's mouth evokes an evil smile, "How much do you think?"

Mu Hanyao met her eyes, as if a faint soft light flashed across, he curled his eyebrows, and responded calmly, "I don't know."

Feng Aotian laughed, then leaned on his shoulder, "However, you must come back."

Mu Hanyao was startled, looked down at her, a little puzzled.

"However, not now." Feng Aotian already had plans. Ye Meixi returned to Wuyue Kingdom. If he succeeded, then she would have a great help invisibly. Now, the entire economy is not in her hands. , The person behind Xing Zhiyan has not yet appeared. She still doesn't know what they want to do. Everything is changing rapidly. She needs someone to stand by her side and help her.

Mu Hanyao didn't know what she was thinking about, but no matter what she was thinking about, all he could do was guard the border and prevent the enemy from invading.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, thoughtfully.

Xing Wuyun landed lightly, and from a distance he saw a man in red with enchanting standing with his hands behind him. He stepped forward slowly, standing three steps away from him, "Are you not going to see her yet?"

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?" Wei Zimo's tone was extremely weak, his eyes always looking forward.

"No, it's just that I have seen you have no business these few days, so I came to take care of it." Xing Wuyun leaned on his side, leaning against the peach blossom tree, laughing openly.

"That's not bad." Wei Zimo said casually, turning around slowly, and walking into the house.

"She will return to Beijing the next day. If you don't go, I can't help." Although Xing Wuyun couldn't see his mind, some things could still be understood. He was never a boring person.

Xing Wuyun saw him silently, entered the house, did not speak any more, then yawned, and then returned to his house, lying on the bed, the figure of Feng Aotian dangling in his mind , This person, he is getting more and more interested.

Lan Jingshu returned to Xingyuan and saw the scene of Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao cuddling each other, his eyes flashed indifferently, he looked down, and entered, "Master, everything is done."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I will sort out the files of Lianghuai these days, and the list."

"Yes." Lan Jing answered the book, then went to the book case and began to sort it out.

Feng Aotian didn't speak anymore, and the rushing these few days made her a little tired.

In the Prince Regent’s mansion, Mu Hanjin's long body was on the stone bridge, with his eyes closed slightly, blowing on the jade flute. He knew everything about Feng Aotian there, and Ye Meixi's departure was unexpected Inside, he also knew his identity, but why did he feel distressed? There seems to be something unexpected.

Leng Qianye was practicing sword, listening to the disorder in his flute, immediately put away the sword, turned and fell in front of him, "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know, I always feel that something happened." Mu Hanjin has always been intuitive, "The prince will be back in two days."

"What about coming back?" Leng Qianye sneered, and suddenly remembered what she had said before leaving, why would he be imprisoned with the palace for two years?

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Brother Leng, in fact, the prince also has her pain, one day, you will know why she is like this."

Perhaps, he didn't know it before, but he had been getting along these days, and the past he asked the people to check, he could vaguely guess the reason, everything was due to a "love" word.

He was about to speak, and suddenly his heart ached, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at him, finally feeling helpless, "Why are you suffering from this?"

"It is a good thing to be able to be so painful." Mu Hanjin took out the silk kerchief from his arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He covered his heart and walked slowly forward.

Leng Qianye stepped forward and supported him, "You...what is so good about her..."

"I hope you'll never see her good." Mu Hanjin said with a light smile, "I said harsh words to Jing Shu when I went to the yard the other day."

"What did you say?" Leng Qianye looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"I said, let him not be tempted by the prince, otherwise I will kill him." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and said lightly, he didn't know why he had such a strong reaction, he couldn't look at her side There are others besides him, he is really too selfish.

Leng Qianye's eyes dimmed, "Did you really say that?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded.

Leng Qianye's face became darker, "You are really hopeless."

"Haha..." Mu Hanjin smiled happily, "I really miss her now."

Leng Qianye sighed helplessly, and suddenly flashed in her mind that she had cut blood to save him that day, and even fed him that day, raising her eyes, her face flashed unnaturally.

Mu Hanjin saw Leng Qianye's strangeness, and a small smile flashed across his mouth. Maybe he was too selfish. If he left, someone should accompany her, right?

Feng Aotian leaned against Mu Hanyao's arms and felt a pain in her heart for no reason. She took out the kit from her arms, and the light flashed, and she faintly sighed.

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Why does the prince sigh?"

"It's not for your uncomfortable brother." Feng Aotian said helplessly, "I guess, he vomited blood again today."

"He has never had the problem of vomiting blood?" Mu Hanyao listened, his eyebrows frowned.

Feng Aotian is also thinking, when will he vomit blood? No matter, I will return to Beijing in these two days. When that happens, I have to show him.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and remembered Mu Hanjin’s arrival. All this happened so fast that he was always caught off guard. It’s just, why, now, she just leaned in her arms like this, her own Is the heart so peaceful?

Mu Hanjin was helped by Leng Qianye and stepped into the house. He was sitting down, and he heard the return from the clansmen. There was a cold flash in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye.

"What's the matter?" Leng Qianye couldn't help asking as he watched his face condensed.

"Something happened." Mu Hanjin stood up suddenly, but felt dizzy, and then fell to sit down again.

Leng Qianye supported him, "Can you go now?"

"No, I have to go to the palace." Mu Hanjin said, and got up and walked forward.

"I'll go with you." Leng Qianye finally couldn't bear it, helped him, walked out of the house, then tapped his toes and left the Regent Palace.

"Boss, where are the two of them going? Do you want to keep up?" The dark guard whispered to Xiang Xiang's soul.

The soul looked at the hurried figure of Mu Hanjin leaving, and a flash of ice flickered in his eyes, "Well, follow, go and see what happened?"

"Yes." The dark guard took the order, and immediately followed.

Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye flew to the entrance of the East Palace, and the guards stopped them, "Who is so bold in the palace!"

Mu Hanjin handed over the waist card, and the imperial guard recognized who it was at a glance, "Oh, it turned out to be Mu Yushi, but now it's late at night. If there is no emperor's edict, he dare not let go. You enter."

"It's an urgent matter. I have a token from the palace issued by the regent himself. If it is a major delay, can you afford it?" Mu Hanjin said in a calm voice from the past.

The Guards looked at the cold light from Mu Hanjin, and quickly bowed their heads, then turned sideways, "Mu Yushi please!"

Leng Qianye helped Mu Hanjin enter the palace immediately, "Where to go?"

"Go to the Imperial Palace." Mu Hanjin said, and Leng Qianye took him to the Imperial Palace.

The dark guard flashed in shape, and then followed immediately. When he saw the two enter the palace of the emperor, he immediately fell. When he saw the situation in the palace, he was shocked and hurried back to report.

In less than a moment, he rushed back to the Prince Regent’s Mansion and told the soul, and the soul quickly ordered people to pass the news to the regent, "I hope the master will return to Beijing soon. It seems that this is a big change."

At this moment, Feng Aotian is having dinner with Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu. In the past, Ye Meixi would always nag beside her, but now, it is so quiet that she is really a little boring and buried her head. , Eat quietly.

Lan Jingshu saw Feng Aotian's lack of interest, and naturally knew that because of Ye Meixi's absence, she stopped talking anymore.

Mu Hanyao looked at her like this. For some reason, he was a little displeased. He held up his chopsticks and placed the vegetables in her bowl. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, suddenly surprised, but it was really rare. See, when Bingshan Wood also hurt people, she would pick up vegetables for her. Then, she picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl. By the way, she also gave Lan Jing a book. Looking at them, it was rare to show A light smile, "eat it."

At this moment, Pao’s voice suddenly sounded, "Master, the emperor’s life is dying!"

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