This Lord is Too Cruel: 082 Sick Beauty

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Xing Wuyun immediately landed, looked at the blood on the ground, then looked at him, and quickly waved his hand, "Why did you vomit blood before I hit it?"

Feng Aotian's eyes sink slightly, and there is another pain in his heart. He lifted his eyes and looked at the thin back. He got up from the bed and walked towards him slowly, raising his wrist, checking the pulse, and frowning. Fuck tightly, "You have something to hide?"

Mu Hanjin covered her heart, turned her eyes, looked at her, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It's a good thing, but it's just because martial arts has just recovered and can't bear it for a while. That's why. Shu Chiwu琻"

Feng Aotian's eyes became colder, staring at him for a long while, raising his hand, embracing him in his arms, and then sitting on the soft couch, "So, it's not good to take care of him. ?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I haven't put the clothes on yet."

Xing Wuyun's mouth curled slightly, "How come it's not mine anymore."

"It was originally yours." Feng Aotian said coldly, staring at Xing Wuyun fiercely.

Xing Wuyun walked to the screen helplessly. As expected, there was a clean goose yellow brocade. The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, then changed, turned around, walked to the soft couch, and looked at the two people in front of him. , Shook his head and said, "Tsk tsk, look, one by one is still very weak."

Mu Hanjin saw him put on his clothes and was very romantic, and his gentle eyes flashed with a shallow gloom, then turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "The lord, the minister can adjust his breath by himself."

Feng Aotian hasn't recovered yet, knowing that he can't help much, he nodded, then got up and went back to the bed.

Xing Wuyun immediately got up, followed her to the bed, and watched her look sick and haggard, but she had never seen her innate coldness and domineering, she was still honorable and luxurious.

He raised his eyebrows, his peachy eyes were slightly curved, and then he looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying quietly on the inside of the bed, "Master, since you are fine, what about the emperor?"

"In the millennium dispersal." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Feng Yinqi, condensed the sadness in his eyes, turned his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Do you know the solution to the thousand-year dispersal?"

"I don't know." Xing Wuyun was startled at first, then shook his head again, "These thousand years have been lost for so many years, and no one can understand it at the beginning. Now, it is even more difficult."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, "Master will definitely find a solution."

Xing Wuyun put his hands around his chest, leaned against the bed, and stared at Feng Aotian, thinking that he was only two days late. He didn't expect such a lively thing to happen in the capital, so he asked in a low voice. "My lord, is the Supreme Emperor in that palace real?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although her face was pale, it could not conceal her unique temperament, "You will know it when you enter the palace tomorrow."

"Why do the courtiers want to enter the palace?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help but startled, looking at Feng Aotian, his eyes were full of calculations.

"This king has already lightly tapped you as the commander of the Imperial Guard. Now that you have arrived, you will take office tomorrow." Feng Aotian said casually.

When Xing Wuyun heard this, he stared at her dumbfounded, and finally reacted, "Master, didn't you promise that you don't have to be a court official?"

"Yes, you do not enter the court, but enter the palace. This king did not break his promise." Feng Aotian said it for granted.

Xing Wuyun suddenly lowered his face and stared at Feng Aotian, "My lord, entering the court is entering the palace, what's the difference?"

"Of course there is a difference. Entering the court is a matter of the court. You are now entering the palace and are responsible for the safety of the palace. It has nothing to do with the court." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and squinted slightly. Palace, choose one yourself."

Xing Wuyun’s handsome face was stained with grievances, and he stared at Feng Aotian, "Master, why are you doing this? Knowing that the subjects are lazy, why do you have to give them this drudgery?"

"Who vowed to stay with this king? Who said to let Wei Zimo come to visit this king?" Feng Aotian glanced at Mu Hanjin, who was still working hard to heal his injuries, casually sideways Eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun was immediately blocked and speechless, "The courtier said he wanted to be by your side, and there is no prince in the palace, why are you going? Do you look at those resentful women in the palace? Or let the courtier try his own risk. Go to assassinate the Supreme Emperor?"

"You said it is a good way, you go and assassinate." Feng Aotian followed Xing Wuyun's words and said.

Xing Wuyun smashed his mouth, staring at her with a miserable expression, and said respectfully, "Yes, the minister obeyed! Isn't it possible to go? Isn't it just a gatekeeper."

Feng Aotian looked at him as if he was on the execution ground, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Master hid an altar of broken snow lotus in the imperial garden, just so you can look for it." /

"Seriously?" Shicai still looked dying, and now, his face was immediately radiant, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Well, as for whether you can find it, it depends on your ability."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, his eyebrows were full of smiles, and then he looked at her, "If this is the case, the minister will return to the mansion to prepare and take office tomorrow."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, go, just to look at your father. It is said that after passing out in the hall yesterday, he is still not awake."

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, naturally knowing that something interesting must have happened in the court yesterday, "The prince, the father of the minister?"

"I am sympathetic to his contributions over the years, and ordered him to return to his hometown, so that he can live forever." Feng Aotian said calmly.

"Well, the prince said very well, my father should take a good rest." Xing Wuyun was not surprised, but, with red lips raised slightly, he smiled casually, then turned around and looked. With a glance at Mu Hanjin, she stepped out of the bedroom.

Feng Aotian stared at Xing Wuyun's figure, thinking.

Mu Hanjin's complexion improved a lot after adjusting her breath and movement. She slowly closed her eyes, opened her eyes, and saw Feng Aotian looking directly at him. He walked down from the soft couch to her In front of him, "Master, why look at the minister like this?"

"Why are you vomiting blood?" Feng Aotian stared at him with condensation in his eyes.

Mu Hanjin immediately sat on the bed, took her into her arms, raised her right hand, and placed it on her heart, "Maybe you feel the beating?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian immediately leaned against his arms, touching his heart with his palm, and he could clearly hear the beating sound.

"After the martial arts minister was blocked, he would vomit blood every three days during that year. Now that martial arts is unblocked, there are also such problems, so there is no need to worry." Mu Hanjin's voice was extremely soft and soft. , The sound of gurgling water is very beautiful.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at his gentle eyes, "Really?"

"Naturally, it will be better after one year." Mu Hanjin nodded, "This is just a small matter."

Feng Aotian stretched out her hand, wrapped around his waist, his body exuded a faint smell of sweet springs, as if it could purify her inner turbidity, she took a deep breath, "You know the Lord took you last time What does it mean to go to the valley?"

"I didn't know it at the time, but now I know it." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, and his handsome face was coated with a layer of radiance. He stretched out his hand and stroked her blue silk.

"What?" Feng Aotian asked softly.

"Junying grass...The shadow of the king." Mu Hanjin looked down, staring at her eyes, "The prince wants the minister to stay by your side forever, inseparable."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Would you like to be Lord's Junying Grass?"

"The minister is willing." Mu Hanjin responded softly, even if it turns into a plume of smoke, it will follow you.

Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of her eyes. At this moment, she suddenly felt that it was really good to have such a person with her for a lifetime.

In the palace, Feng Aoyun walked into the bedroom with a gloomy face, Xing Zhiyan and Guo Hui followed closely behind them, not daring to speak.

Feng Aoyun waved a big palm, shattering the bead curtain in front of him, stepped inside, sat down, raised his eyes, stared at the front, sneered, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, very good."

Xing Zhiyan and Guo Hui stood aside, and the cold air radiating from Feng Aoyun's body made her shudder. A gloom flashed in her eyes. Today's affairs are mixed for them.

Feng Aoyun turned his eyes and stared at Xing Zhiyan harshly, "Why don't you remind me that the Regent's Palace has such rules?"

Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes and looked at her, somewhat timid, "Master, the subordinates think she will be an exception to you."

"Exception?" Feng Aoyun's eyes shattered with a cold light, "What an exception, today, the humiliation suffered by this seat, in the future, I must double back from her."

"Master, is she really unconscious?" Xing Zhiyan asked cautiously from the side.

"Didn't you mean that you encountered an assassin last night?" Feng Aoyun's mouth was cold. "If you are unconscious, then if you encounter an assassin again tonight, will you die?"

"The Lord meant that he would send someone to test tonight?" Xing Zhiyan asked in a low voice, her eyes flickered.

"Send someone to go for the assassination tonight. I will see if she is really unconscious or use this to test this seat." Feng Aoyun's eyes shattered with a cold light, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xing Zhiyan answered first, "Yes."

"How is the riot in the southwest going?" Feng Aoyun asked in a deep voice.

"Now, there has been chaos connecting the three cities. The Jiegan Uprising, under the banner of the regent king, has gathered 20,000 insurgents. If this situation continues, within a month, plus the cabinet There will be turmoil in the entire southwest. At that time, all the people all over the country will be dispatched. In this way, the entire Feng State will be in chaos." Xing Zhiyan said from the side.

"Well, everything is going according to plan. It must be very powerful, so that within March, the entire Feng Nation will fall." Feng Aoyun seemed to think of the picture after March, with a deeper smile on his mouth. What he wanted was to step on the soles of his feet and watch Feng Guo perish with his own eyes.

Xing Zhiyan looked at Feng Aoyun next to him. I don’t know why he hated Feng Guo and vowed to overthrow the whole Feng State. However, now, she is just a slave who is controlled by others, she couldn’t help but think of her. The happy time, the self at that time, and the people at that time, now they are all right and wrong.

She chose this road after all. Could it be that she was too ambitious to hide evil intentions and lead wolves into the house. Now, why is she under control?

The matter is over, who can you blame? All of this is nothing but her own sin. If Feng Kingdom is destroyed, then where should she go?

The Prince Regent’s Mansion, Feng Aotian also got the news. Hearing the report from the soul, a small smile was awakened at the corner of his mouth. "In less than ten days in the southwest, 20,000 insurgents have gathered. This speed is too fast. Up."

"Nowadays, the people don't have a living, and the southwest is in a remote place. It has been without grain for two years. The people can't eat enough, so this is the case." Mu Hanjin also got the news and looked at Feng Aotian. Although she knew what she had done in the past two years, she still confessed.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "There is no need to mention the past. The most urgent thing is to calm the unrest in the southwest."

"Now, Brother Leng has not yet reached the border. The men and horses brought by the eldest brother have left from Lianghuai. Now, it has only been two days, and it can take three days at the earliest to reach the border and start from the border. It also takes half a month to go to the southwest. According to the current gaffe, major turmoil will erupt in the entire southwest within a month. At that time, even if the eldest brother goes, it will not be stopped." Mu Hanjin Looking at Feng Aotian, he couldn't help but said worriedly.

"Who is this uprising?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"The people of the uprising are the local people. The reason for the uprising is that the local magistrates are corrupt officials who arbitrarily increase taxes. In the past two years, a lot of money and things have been raided, which has caused the people to Public grievances, it is said that the corrupt official, under the banner of looking for beauties for the prince, forcibly expropriated the local young and middle-aged people. Those who are less attractive are taken as coolies, and those who are moderate are sent to brothels everywhere. In the name of the regent, he was sent to the capital on the surface, but was actually sold to other countries. Not only that, he colluded with local bandits, burned, killed, and looted all evil. This uprising was also due to conflicts between officials and people. It completely aroused the people's anger and held an uprising." Mu Hanjin had just received the news, handed the letterhead in his hand to Feng Aotian, and said slowly.

Feng Aotian listened, his eyes flashed coldly, "Why are you playing the banner of the regent king?"

"At first, they uprised only because they were dissatisfied with the local corrupt officials. They smashed the county government office, and even beat the corrupt officials to death. Later, for some reason, they played the banner." Mu Hanjin thought. And this is also strange.

"There must be someone operating in the dark." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and he let out a sneer, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Now, are there other people in the southwest?"

"The land in the southwest was originally barren, and Feng State had limited soldiers and horses. They were mainly used to fight against Qi State. The rest were left behind and did not have much strength." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and replied truthfully.

"Okay, very good, no soldiers are available, no one is available, then the Lord is the only place to wait for the entire Feng Nation to stir up chaos, Qi Nation takes advantage of the void, and Feng Nation will be destroyed directly." Feng Ao Tian Yang smiled, "It seems that some people want to destroy the Lord and Feng Country together."

"Master, do you know who did this?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and asked in a low voice.

"It's just a guess." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Is the guess in your heart different from the master?"

Mu Hanjin said with a gentle smile, "Now, how can we quell the Southwest Riot?"

"Why do you want to calm down?" Feng Aotian's mouth raised an evil smile, and looked at Mu Hanjin.

"The prince meant..." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, as if she understood what she meant.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "If he is placed in the dead and then reborn, he will follow his will, and only then can a hero be born in troubled times."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "But, if that's the case, Lord, you are afraid to..."

"It's okay, isn't it just being scolded as "Wu Dao Faunjun"." Feng Aotian chuckled, "He is not Dao, so he can control what others say."

Mu Hanjin looked at her helplessly, with tenderness between her eyebrows, "Master, if you really lose then, what should you do?"

"Don't forget, what the master said, wherever you go, go wherever you go. Even if it's Biluohuangquan, you have to follow your master." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Hanjin's straight nose. Move forward and kiss his lips.

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes, met her lips, raised her hand, and embraced her in her arms, savoring carefully, no matter what, he will stay with her. For three months, he still has time.

The sky is light in the clouds, the moon is light and the breeze is light. Feng Aotian is lying on his side and on the soft couch. After dinner with Mu Hanjin, the two of them read the memorials. There is no excessive noise in the inner hall. People occasionally look at each other and laugh, occasionally talk about national affairs, or each look down and watch the memorial.

"The Southwestern minister has ordered someone to go and arrange." Mu Hanjin put down the memorial in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at her, and said with a small smile.

"Well, let them wait for an opportunity, don't arouse suspicion." Feng Aotian whispered.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "There are two hundred thousand troops in Beijing, one hundred thousand in the hands of the prince, and one hundred thousand in the hands of Yi Yang."

"Yi Yang?" Feng Aotian recalled this person, "His son is here now?"

"Exactly." Mu Hanjin nodded and said, "However, it is already a fate."

"Why?" Feng Aotian thought about this person. She had only seen him twice. At that time, she was only looking at that temperament and found it interesting, so she brought him into the palace.

"He has been weak and sick since he was a child. After being brought into the palace by you, he became depressed and sick. Now, he is also very sick." Mu Hanjin also visited him, but it was two months ago. , I don't know what happened.

"What's his name?" Feng Aotian can't remember his name.

"Yi Mu" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Since he returned from the prince's place last time, he has not been sick."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you weird?"

"Chen didn't dare." Mu Hanjin couldn't forget the pain of those two years anyway. Nowadays, she still has lingering fears when she thinks about it. However, looking at her today, she can no longer bear any hatred.

Feng Aotian's face was dark, stretched out his hand, stroked his face, "bring him."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded, then got up and left.

Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Yi Mu? The sick beauty seems to be an overthinking one.

Mu Hanjin has now faded away from her official robes and put on her favorite crescent white brocade robes. Her elegant body, elegant face like jade, reveals a watery and elegant temperament.

The courtyard where Yi Mu lives is relatively behind. He tapped on his toes and flew away. Within a moment, he fell into a remote courtyard in front of him. The courtyard looked deserted, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard had withered. Hanging West Tower, it is very cold.

He stepped in slowly, and the servant guarding the gate also greeted him and saluted, "The servant has seen Concubine Mu."

"Where is your master?" Mu Hanjin asked lightly.

"The master was upset these few days. He just drank the medicine and fell asleep." The minion on the side hesitated and replied, thinking that no one has come to this Meixiang Pavilion for a long time, and he didn't expect to pay it back today. Some people are worried that although this palace is heavily guarded, it is also without walls. Nowadays, the most favored concubine of this palace is Mu Shifei.

Mu Hanjin stepped inside and walked into the attic, and saw that the window frames were half-hidden, and the curtains on the bed were blowing with the wind. The man's slightly white face was very clear, and Xuanyue frowned. , Seems to have a lot of melancholy, the whole body is shrouded in a melancholy that can't be removed, and people can't bear it when they look at it.

Mu Hanjin suddenly remembered a poem, saying, "Half a volume of Xianglin and half a door, rolling ice to make a pot of soil and jade. I stole the pear rui three-pointed white, and borrowed a ray of plum blossom. The fairy of the moon cave After making a decision, Qiu Gui complained to the girl and wiped her marks. She was shy and silently complaining to whom she was tired and fainted by Xifeng Ye." Probably this is what he looks like.

He sighed faintly. He couldn't bear to disturb his cleanliness, but he was helpless. Then he pushed the door and walked gently to the bed, calling out, "Yi Mu?"

The person lying on the bed, listening to Mu Hanjin's voice, slowly opened his eyes, saw the person coming, the corner of his mouth reluctantly conjured up a small smile, "Why are you willing to enter my courtyard today?" /

"I'm coming from Lord Feng." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Muhua's sad face, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Why did the prince suddenly think of me as a sick person?" Yi Mu was slightly startled when he heard Mu Hanjin's words, revealing a touch of bitterness, and a faint sarcasm and bitterness.

Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and lifted him up from the bed. The minion on the side took his shirt and put it on for Yi Mu. He was dressed in a pale pink shirt with clean plum blossoms printed on the hem. He still straightened his back. , There is no half of cowardice, after washing and wearing properly, turn his eyes, thin lips slightly, "let's go."

He didn't have any complaints or joy, as if he was just a wisp of soul in this world, and would disappear at any time. Mu Hanjin looked at him at this time and said no Out of sadness.

"Your body?" Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and stroked his pulse. There was a sign that the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. He couldn't help but looked at him and whispered.

"It's better to leave this turbid world earlier than it is to be uneasy here." Yi Mu's voice was extremely soft, passing by like a plume of smoke.

Mu Hanjin held his wrist, walked out of the house, tapped on his toes, and flew to the palace with him. Yi Mu obviously did not expect Mu Hanjin to be able to martial arts, but he didn't ask much, just like this It has nothing to do with him.

After a while, the two of them landed in the dormitory. Father Feng looked at Yi Mu in front of him, revealing a touch of doubt. Yi Mu stood outside the dormitory without squinting, and then he wanted to take off his clothes.

Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and stopped him, "Go in, no need."

Yi Mu was slightly startled, but without asking why, he followed Mu Hanjin into the bedroom.

The two of them entered the bedroom and walked into the bedroom. At this time, Feng Aotian was lying lazily and lying on the soft couch. His complexion had not yet recovered, and he was a little pale. From a distance, he looked handsome. China is also a bit sicker.

She raised her eyes and looked at the two slowly coming, especially when she saw the man behind Mu Hanjin, she suddenly remembered the paragraph describing Lin Daiyu in the Dream of Red Mansions, "Two bends seem to be frowned upon. A pair of emotions like happy but not happy. The state gives rise to the sorrow of the two, and the disease of the whole body. The tears are a little bit, and the breath is slightly. In the quiet, it is like a beautiful flower shining in the water, and the action is like a weak Liu Fufeng. One hole, illness like Xizi wins three points."

She couldn't help sighing. She really felt that her heart was higher than the sky and her life was thinner than paper.

Mu Hanjin stepped forward slowly, standing beside Feng Aotian, "Lord..."

"Well, sit down." Feng Aotian said lightly.

Mu Hanjin immediately sat down and continued to read the memorial, turning his eyes to look at Yi Mu, standing three steps away from Feng Aotian, bowing his head and saying, "The courtier sees the prince."

Feng Aotian looked at him with an unyielding aura, but he called out softly, and then coughed.

"Lord, come here." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Yi Mu still bowed his head, walked slowly forward, three full steps, but the score was not bad.

Feng Aotian raised his uninjured hand and poured a cup of tea, "Sit down."

Yi Mu was startled slightly, took the teacup and looked at the soft couch in front of him. There was no chair beside him. Where should he sit?

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, couldn't help but chuckled, and then stretched out his hand to pull him gently, and he fell into her arms.

Mu Hanjin looked at the picture in front of her, her face flashed with a faintness, she wrote again, and continued to review the memorial.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, holding his pulse condition, "Innate deficiency, coupled with too much thought, now it is a sign of serious illness."

Yi Mu paused, raised his eyes and looked at her, "The minister has been like this since he was a child."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, I can still recover."

Yi Mu was stunned again, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. What if he could live longer, not to be trapped in this dark iron prison. Instead of this, it would be better to get rid of earlier.

Feng Aotian lifted his chin and forced him to look at him, the corner of her mouth smiled deeper, "How easy it is to die, if you want to die, the Lord will fulfill you."

Yi Mu stared at the coldness in her eyes, and her mind trembled, "The minister dare not."

Feng Aotian laughed again, "I dare not let the master do it, or dare not to die?"

"Don't dare to let the Lord do it." Yi Mu's eyes were clear, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, which made me feel pity.

Feng Aotian looked at such a person, "If the Lord gives you one month, you can raise your body, then the Lord will let you go, how about it?"

Yi Mu's eyes flashed with hope. He raised his eyes and looked at her. Seeing her, it was not a joke, "The minister will do his best."

"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his voice and said with a light smile, then picked up the Zhubi, wrote the bottom, and handed it to his hand.

Yi Mu looked at the paper in his hand, suddenly a little stunned, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, do you need medicine?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "Look and see, let him report to your place every day."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin put down the Zhubi, took the prescription from Yi Mu's hand, and said with a smile, "This prescription is very good."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Han Jin, send him back."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly and looked at Yi Mu, "Let's go."

Yi Mu obviously did not expect to leave so easily. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. He was already looking at Zhezi intently, and ignored him. When he looked at Mu Hanjin, his eyes were more intense. Just a little bit more puzzled.

Mu Hanjin got up and exited the bedroom with Yi Mu. He did not use light work, but walked back slowly with him.

"She has changed." Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin with a small smile on her mouth, not as melancholy as before, "you have also changed."

"You should change too." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "I know all about your talents."

"What about it, the left is just too high-spirited." Yi Mu sneered, "I'm in this body now, but one day counts as one day."

"The prescription that the prince gave you may be useful. If you can go back after one month, if your body is better, wouldn't it be better?" Mu Hanjin advised.

"If I can go back, then it will be fine. I haven't seen my parents for two years, I don't know how well they are now." Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at the cold moonlight, and sighed quietly.

"Then you can take care of yourself." Mu Hanjin said softly, "You can participate in the imperial examination after January."

"The imperial examination?" Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Can I?"

"Why can't it?" Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "You sick beauty, I hope you can shine."

Yi Mu seemed to have some expectations, and smiled lightly, "If this is the case, then I should take care of myself."

"That's fine." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with relief.

After Mu Hanjin sent Yi Mu back, she turned around and flew back to the bedroom.

"How come I don't know, Lord, there are so many talents in this mansion." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Everyone is outstanding, the real person is not the master."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Could it be so, can the prince see it?"

Feng Aotian smiled, "His talent is comparable to that of Lan Jingshu."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Back then, he and two of them were called talented scholars, and they were never expected to be brought into the palace by the prince."

"It seems that the Lord has a very good vision." Feng Aotian said slightly, "It's a pity that I have such a bone and a sick child."

"I hope it will be better in the future." Mu Hanjin remembered the scene when Shi Cai went to see him, and it was unavoidable that he was sentimental. Will he become that way in the future?

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Where are the 100,000 horses in Yi Yang's hands now?"

"Stayed in Fengshan Camp." Mu Hanjin continued.

"Yi Yang's eldest son, where is it now?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Three years ago, she died in battle." Mu Hanjin thought of the scene at the time and looked at Feng Aotian, "Now, General Yi only has this son."

Feng Aotian looked down and stopped talking. Now, everything she said is unnecessary, and all she can do is make up.

Mu Hanjin stretched out her hand and shook her hand, "Wang Ye..."

"There are assassins, protect the prince." Father Feng's voice interrupted the tranquility in the palace.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly and looked at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that he wants to test whether this king is really unconscious."

"Yes, prince, ministers go out and have a look." Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed with coldness, and then got up from the soft couch and walked outside the palace.

In an instant, he heard the fierce sound of weapons intersecting, Feng Aotian immediately got off the soft couch, and then lay on the bed, closing his eyes tightly.

In a short while, someone forcibly broke through the palace, trying to come in, but was killed in a moment. Outside, there was nothing wrong in the palace.

Mu Hanjin stood at the door of the bedroom with his hand, coldly staring at the assassin in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice, "The prince is not awake now. Hearing the orders of this palace, whoever dares to break into the bedroom will be killed.

"Yes." The guard at the door of the bedroom answered, and Mu Hanjin stepped into the bedroom.

Looking at Feng Aotian lying peacefully on the bed, and then saw a dark shadow flashing outside the window lattice, his eyes were dim, and then he stepped forward, walked to the side of the bed, and covered her with the brocade. , Sitting aside, watching intently.

The black shadow flew away immediately, and within a moment, all the assassins outside the palace were killed.

Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Even if this person goes to report, he may not believe it."

Mu Hanjin stretched out her hand and lifted her up carefully, "Even if you don't believe it all, you will be half believe it."

"He likes him the most half-believing." Feng Aotian smiled lightly, then got up from the bed, looked sideways, and looked at Feng Yinqi's face, "Can you prepare ginseng bath soup?"

"It's ready." Mu Hanjin said gently.

"Okay, take it in." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and picked Feng Yinqi from the bed, "You little guy is really troublesome."

Feng Gonggong ordered someone to bring the bath soup in, and then backed out.

Feng Aotian took off Feng Yinqi's clothes and carried him into the tub. Mu Hanjin picked up the cotton pad and said, "Lord, let the minister come."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then stood aside and watched.

In the palace, the dark shadow has already fallen into the queen dowager's bedroom, and hastily reported it.

"What happened?" Feng Aoyun asked in a deep voice.

"Master, the subordinates did not break into the bedroom, but the subordinates saw the regent lying on the bed outside the window, apparently in a coma." The shadow replied in a low voice.

"Go down." Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, "She is playing tricks with this seat."

"Lord, isn't the regent king unconscious?" Xing Zhiyan asked in a low voice from the side.

"Yes." Feng Aoyun's face was dark, "In that case, I will wait for when she wakes up. In the past few days, go to the morning court and listen to politics with the curtain."

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan answered first.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi looked restless all day long, and seemed to sense something happened. As expected, the sky gradually darkened and it came.

The old **** in front of him is the chief **** in front of the emperor, Grandpa Hai. He looked at Ye Meixi in front of him, bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness, the emperor has announced you to go to the Royal Garden."

"Okay, my Highness will go here." Ye Meixi answered kindly. For him, what he can do now is to prevent others from raising doubts, especially Prince Ye Ziran.

"Okay, the old slave will immediately go back to the emperor." Daddy Hai raised his throat and replied, and then retreated.

Ye Meixi looked at Xianghan, "Go and get the red silk."

"Your Highness, what do you want red silk for?" Xiang Han asked from the side.

"How did your father think of me, the prince who was forgotten by him, but because my mother concubine must have said that I inherited her stunts back then, let me go and perform." Ye Mei Xi has suffered from childhood.

His mother concubine is the most favored concubine of the emperor. It stands to reason that this prince must also be favored. However, he has been indifferent since childhood because his mother and concubine are jealous of all those who look better than her. People, whether it is a woman or a man, and he has inherited her stunning appearance, so she was in front of the emperor and said that he had been with ominous signs since childhood and could not get close to the emperor, so that he would end up now Such a field.

He couldn't help but feel funny. How can a mother be jealous of her child's beauty in this world?

However, this is often the case. His mother and concubine then gave birth to two children, one is him, and the other is a younger sister who is two years younger than her. Xiyue is even more beautiful, and she was born to be easy. With Qixiang, when she was thirteen years old, she had become Wu Yueguo's first beauty. The queen mother was jealous of her appearance and tried to kill her, but he tried to resolve it, but after all, she still did not escape. Jie, he watched his own sister be defiled to death, but he was helpless. He could clearly remember the eyes that Xiyue looked at him when he was dying. They were full of resentment and pain. Until that moment, he didn't understand. , How terrible is his own mother, he and Xiyue are her biological flesh and blood.

Thinking about this, his hands were tight and tight. In early summer, he brought the red silk, and Xianghan followed Ye Meixi out of the bedroom, and walked slowly towards the Imperial Garden.

In the imperial garden, the sound of dancing and music can be heard from a distance, and there are also the charming voices of women groaning.

The emperor of Wuyue Kingdom is obsessed with beauty all day, not going to the morning court all day long, singing songs every night, drunk and dreaming.

When Ye Meixi was very young, she was trapped in a dark room by her mother and her concubine. As long as her concubine didn’t like her, she would hang him upside down on the beam of the room and beat him with a whip. Resentment, because she is his relative in this world, no matter what she does to him, she is his mother.

However, he was wrong, a terrible mistake. It was only because of his unbearableness that he watched his mother hand her daughter to the hands of a group of beasts, raped to death, and watched her His son was abandoned by martial arts, poisoned and died.

If he had not taken the antidote earlier, if he had not survived by chance, now, he has been killed in Huangquan, and his mother and concubine are still singing and dancing, and be her concubine.

Ye Meixi stepped into the imperial garden, and saw the man embracing in the pavilion, wearing a dragon robe, laughing loudly, and beside him, the charming and charming woman was his mother and concubine. .

He condensed all his emotions and walked forward step by step until he walked in front of the pavilion and said respectfully, "My child sees the father."

"It's Xi'er." The man in front of him was stunned, looking at Ye Meixi in front of him, a touch of surprise appeared between his eyebrows, "Xi'er, listen to your mother concubine, you inherited your mother concubine's skills , Unfortunately, your mother and concubine are unwell now, so, how about calling you to come and perform?"

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