This Lord is Too Cruel: 084 Master, I don’t want to be a eunuch

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, Master 084, I don't want to be a eunuch

"The prince, he has nothing to do with his ministers. Shu Chi Wurong" Xing Wuyun took the cup in front of him and was about to pour tea.

Feng Aotian took it over, "Why use the cup that the master used."

"No, if the minister doesn't drink, let the minister die of thirst." Xing Wuyun retracted his hand, looked at Feng Aotian, and said quietly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Then you will die of thirst." As she said, with a move of her wrist, she dropped the cup in her hand.

Xing Wuyun's figure flashed, he put the cup firmly into his hand, and a big smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He sat aside again, poured water, and took a sip.

Looking at Feng Aotian, "The prince, although the minister does not know why his martial arts are in the same faction as the minister, the minister should know his identity."

"Let's listen." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, stared at the cup he was holding, and drank with relish.

"Has the prince heard about the origin of Fengqi and the two countries?" Xing Wuyun leaned against the soft couch, playing with the cup in his hand, but thoughtfully, why, the cup she used, was drinking Is the tea less bitter?

"The origin of the two countries of Fengqi?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin.

Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, picked up the cup, filled Feng Aotian with tea, then put it in her hand, the two cuddled together, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, he was as elegant as jade There was a thin layer of soft light on his face, and he whispered, “The two countries of Fengqi were originally one country, and the origin was a school called Fengqi five hundred years ago, and this school is The two-door master is a man and a woman in charge of the two major sects. The male leads the Feng and the female leads the Qi. Then, the Fengqi Kingdom was established, the men became the throne, and the women established the guards of the Fengqi Kingdom, and each generation of the dark masters They were all inherited by women. Three hundred years ago, the dark master fell in love with the Qi king at the time, and betrayed the then Emperor Fengqi because of love. Since then, Fengqi has been divided into Fengqi and Qi, and it is still today."

Feng Aotian listened carefully, "What does that have to do with the fake Feng Aoyun?"

"In less than a month after King Qi became emperor, the dark lord was killed by Emperor Qi. The dark guard in her hand disappeared without a trace overnight. Later, Emperor Qiguo sent people to search. Still to no avail, this matter will not be resolved, and Fengqi Kingdom’s dark guards have never appeared again." Mu Hanjin said slowly, "Because, the dark lord said when he died, three hundred years Later, the Emperor Fengqi joined together, and the Emperor Qi was worried all day long because of this incident. The reason why the border wars have continued over the years is that Qi Guo was afraid of responding to the words of the dark master. Therefore, he preemptively took the lead and merged Feng Guo into Qi. Country."

"And then?" Feng Aotian asked next.

"Back then, Emperor Qi also cultivated his own dark guard secretly, and the dark master was the big disciple of the evil sect in the'Innocent Sect'." Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun, "This matter, it is Xing The son clarifies the prince."

Xing Wuyun flashed a pair of peach blossom eyes, then put the tea cup on the low table, lying on his stomach lazily, "'Innocent Gate' is divided into two main schools of good and evil. The so-called righteous and evil, the righteous, means the righteousness, the evil one, the meaning Because of the evil thoughts, the evil sect was defeated by Zhengzong and left the school in angrily. Later, the "Innocent Sect" only had the orthodox school, and the evil sect has since disappeared from the rivers and lakes."

"According to what you said, you are an authentic disciple of the'Innocent Sect', and the fake Feng Aoyun is a disciple of the'Innocent Sect' evil sect?" Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes flickered, and he asked Xing Wuyun.

"Whether he is or not, the officials don’t know. After all, the evil sect has disappeared for three hundred years. If he is really a disciple of the evil sect, then he can’t get rid of the Qiguo Anwei, but there is another possibility. "Xing Wuyun said slowly, "Actually, after the evil sect left the'Wuxie Sect' back then, the senior brother took his disciples and became the secret guards of Qiguo, while the disciples led by the second senior brother were independent sects, that is, Today, the "Soul Eater Pavilion" is one of the three largest pavilions in the world."

"Naturally, the secret guards of the habitation country will not easily appear in Fengguo, then do you mean that this person is the pavilion master of the'soul devouring pavilion'?" Feng Aotian's eyes shot out a touch of condensation, raising his eyes, Look at Xing Wuyun and ask.

"So it seems." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Now that he knows his identity, then, Lord, what about the broken snow lotus?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "When?"

"Naturally, picking the sun is worse than hitting the sun." Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun knew that he had a spectrum, and he hurriedly drew closer and said with a smile.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Come with him for a drink?"

"Also." Mu Hanjin answered softly.

When Xing Wuyun saw this, he immediately sank, "Master, isn't the broken snow lotus for the minister alone?"

"The Lord said, if you can find it, it will be yours alone, but..." Feng Aotian shook his head and sighed.

"If there is a black mind in this world, the prince is first, and Wei Zimo is definitely second." Xing Wuyun suddenly nagged helplessly.

Feng Aotian glanced at Xing Wuyun, "Fetch wine with my master."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun quickly got up from the soft couch and left with Feng Aotian.

Mu Hanjin was about to follow, but Feng Aotian pushed him straight down on the bed and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Just stay with him."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes blinked lightly, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Okay."

Feng Aotian got up from his body, turned around, looked at Xing Wuyun, who was waiting impatiently at the door of the bedroom, with a touch of evil charm at the corner of his mouth, tapped his toes, and left the bedroom.

When Xing Wuyun saw this, he hurriedly flew up, and after that, the two of them flew into the palace without a moment's notice. No one noticed, they fell into the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun followed Feng Aotian and walked forward, passing through the pavilion Langyuan, rockery and strange rocks, the garden is full of fragrance of flowers and willow tips on the moon, which is very quiet.

Feng Aotian wore Mu Hanjin's crescent white brocade robe. Her body was scorching, with a faint coldness. Xing Wuyun walked behind her, the moonlight shining on her body, like a fairy under the moon, extraordinary. Refinement made him look a little startled.

When the two of them walked through the flowers and stood beside the water pavilion Xiaoxie, Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The broken snow lotus is here."

Xing Wuyun stepped forward and looked at the Qinghu Bibo in front of him. He seemed to understand something. Just about to turn around, he was kicked by Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun struggled in the lake, turned around, a pair of bright eyes revealing grievances, "Master, this is the fourth time."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Broken Snow Lotus is in the lake, you will find it by yourself, I will have a rest."

Speaking, he just sat in the pavilion on the side, enjoying the scenery in the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian not intending to go down to the lake to help him. He lowered his head and looked at the lake, although it is not big, but not small. Now, it is dead at night and the sky is cold and dew. He is immersed in the cold lake. When will this be found?

However, thinking of the only broken snow lotus in the world, he gritted his teeth and plunged into the lake. The lake was sparkling, and the moon shadow shone on the lake, making waves of ripples, very clean.

After a long time, Xing Wuyun didn’t find it. He quickly poked his head out of the lake, panting for breath, and then plunged in. When he wanted to come out, he bowed his head and found himself. His feet were entangled in seaweed and he couldn't get rid of it. He suddenly felt very unlucky. He drank the lake water, and he couldn't get rid of it. Gradually, his body sank into the lake.

Feng Aotian heard that there was no movement on the lake. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Xing Wuyun's figure. He tapped his toes and flew into the lake. After swimming in the lake for a long time, he discovered that he was slowly moving towards The sinking figure.

Xing Wuyun felt that he was going to drown in the lake. He lowered his head, but found that there was a wine bottle under his feet. He stretched out his hand excitedly, and tried his last bit of strength, and pulled the wine bottle into it. In my arms, I hold it tightly, alas, even if I die, I have to be with wine.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a contented look in his arms, and felt amused in his heart. In this world, there are really people who want to drink and die, so he hurriedly swam over, stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, and bowed his head. , Kissed his lips, put his breath into his mouth, took out the dagger in his arms, and cut off the seaweed.

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide, looking at the face close at hand, and the softness printed on his lips, and suddenly felt a little emotional. Her ink hair drifted with the lake water, like a fairy in a cold pool of blue waves, let He lost his sanity for a while.

Holding the wine jar with one hand, wrapping her slender waist with the other, sucking her lips, as if tasting his favorite Hibiscus drunk, he couldn't help but let out a contented sigh.

Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, looking at Xing Wuyun in front of him, and suddenly felt that he had been forcibly kissed by him again, and the two slowly swam out of the lake. Feng Aotian flicked and threw him on the shore of the lake. , And she spun out and fell aside.

When Xing Wuyun was on the ground, he guarded the wine vigilantly, fearing it might break, raised his eyes and watched Feng Aotian break through the tranquil lake, splashing countless water splashes, flying to the ground, he quickly got up from the ground," Lord, I found it."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian looked at him, wondering if he only had wine in his mind?

"My lord, why didn't the minister remember that this broken snow lotus should be buried in the lake is great." Xing Wuyun hugged the broken snow lotus in his arms like a baby, wishing to find a place where no one was secretly. Treasure it, it's a pity that there is only one jar of this wine.

Feng Aotian stepped forward slightly, facing Xing Wuyun's eyes, leaning forward slightly.

Xing Wuyun leaned back and looked at her warily, "Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and said solemnly, "Don't move!"

Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide, and his charming peach eyes were even brighter in the moonlight. He pursed his red lips. Then he remembered that since I was with her, and, I still enjoyed it...thinking of this, Suddenly I felt sick as expected.

Feng Aotian's body slowly approached him, until, her lips slowly approached, Xing Wuyun swallowed abruptly, these lips looked so attractive...

He hugged the wine jar tightly, staring blankly at her who was slowly approaching him, Feng Aotian raised his hand to block his gaze, then put it down again, facing the one taken from Xing Wuyun's head. Shi said, "So you like to stay on top of his head."

Speaking, he looked at Xing Wuyun, "There is a toad on top of your head, you don't even feel it at all. This is too low alert."

Xing Wuyun returned to his senses, looking at the toad in Feng Aotian's hand, his eyes blinked, and a touch of disappointment flashed, just about to speak, he saw the toad in her hand suddenly rushing towards him, Xing Wuyun was originally The leaning body fell to the ground in an instant, and the toad happened to climb on his handsome face. His eyes widened, and he felt that his lips were very wet. The toad caught it, and with a kick on its hind leg, the toad jumped into the lake.

Xing Wuyun quickly turned over and vomited. He was forced to kiss by a toad. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt chills and wished to cut his mouth.

Feng Aotian looked at the situation in front of her, her brows and eyes slightly curved, Ye Yue Jiao Jiao, very bright and moving, she put her hands around her chest, leaning on the side, "Will you go?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, tears in his eyes, "Master, you did it on purpose."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and when he moved his wrist, the wine in his arms fell into her hand, "Master is kind to save you. How dare you be disrespectful to your master, but who doesn't punish you?"

Since Xing Wuyun got up on the ground, turned around, stared at the lake, watched that the toad had been standing on the lotus leaf on the lake, his eyes flashed with anger, his toes were lightly touched, he turned around, and his goose yellow shirt Moving with the wind, it is very romantic and unrestrained. It looks like a bohemian in every gesture. He carried the toad to the shore and said fiercely, "How dare you be disrespectful to the uncle, and the uncle will not punish you, who will punish you? ?"

Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, wondering when his temper became like this? Ignoring him, he turned around and flew away from the imperial garden.

Xing Wuyun took a foot of the toad in his hand, "Huh, go back and make you soak in wine."

Speaking, followed closely behind, flying away.

The tranquility of Su Ri was restored in the imperial garden, and a bright yellow figure immediately fell, looking at the leaving figure, his eyes were sullen, he turned abruptly and left.

Feng Aotian went back to the bedroom, and saw that Mu Hanjin had prepared food and drinks and was waiting for her.

She put down the wine jar with a small smile, then walked into the inner hall, took off her wet clothes, put on a dry shirt, and walked out.

Xing Wuyun also fell down immediately, but he kept sneezing, sneezing and staring fiercely at the toad in his hand.

Mu Hanjin looked at Xing Wuyun's appearance and said warmly, "What's wrong with you?"

"You have a free jar, give me one." Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin and asked immediately.

"President Feng, find one." Feng Aotian walked out of the inner hall, looked at him, then sat down and said.

"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded, and then ordered someone to fetch it.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian with gentle eyes, and then sat next to her, suddenly remembering that that night, she was playing the pipa song, and a touch of sadness flashed in her heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Tonight, you can't make him cheap."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded slightly, turned her eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun still struggling with the toad.

After a while, Si Xi walked into the bedroom with a jar. Xing Wuyun carried the toad and threw it directly into the wine jar. Then, he stuffed it into Si Xi’s arms, “fill this jar with wine, Then seal the jar and bury it under the pear tree."

"Yes." Sixi took his orders, and then retired with the jar.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't change your clothes yet, the smell on your body is really peculiar."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly and didn't care, "It's just like that, it doesn't matter."

"My lord can smell you..." Feng Aotian leaned forward slightly, and pointed his finger at his slightly curled lips, "Here is the smell of a toad."

Xing Wuyun was stunned at first, then became nauseous again, glared at Feng Aotian fiercely, then got up and strode into the inner hall.

Feng Aotian laughed, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, looking at her meaningfully.

"See what, don't you want to let the master smell it too?" Feng Aotian said, stretched out his hand, hooked his neck, bowed his head, and drank his lips.

Mu Hanjin smiled at the corner of Mu Hanjin's mouth, letting her paint her lips, sucking lightly...

"Don't look at indecent assault." Xing Wuyun changed his clothes, sat down, picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, then raised his eyes and looked at both of them.

Feng Aotian looked at him with interest, his thin lips were already red and swollen, and he had been rubbing them for a long time. His beautiful face was faintly pink, and his brows and eyes were open and unruly. Rolling up his sleeves, looking at the broken snow lotus in front of him, he swept away the concealment of the talents, his eyes were dazzling, and he raised his hand and hugged the wine jar into his arms. Before it was opened, he deeply absorbed it. After a while, then unsealed, he took another deep sip, and exclaimed with enjoyment, "It's really the best wine in the world."

"Give it full to the Lord." Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at him.

Xing Wuyun was also inexorably twisted and reluctant, then filled Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, and then toasted, "The minister first respects." He raised his head and drank again. sigh.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "This is the first time I have a drink with you since I returned to Beijing."

"The minister respects the prince a cup." Mu Hanjin said, then raised his glass and said with a small smile.

"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his glasses, and the two drank all at once.

Xing Wuyun looked at the two people in front of him and sighed helplessly. He really didn't understand how two men and men could be passionate. He shook his head, poured another glass, and drank himself.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin ignored him, and smiled at each other, drinking quietly.

This night, the Prince Regent’s Mansion was still quiet, but it was a touch of warmth.

The next morning, the two of them stopped drinking. Xing Wuyun hugged the wine jar and fell asleep on the table. Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin fell on the eaves, admiring the exceptionally peaceful night until dawn.

The two fell immediately, but without any drowsiness, they stepped into the inner hall and washed and changed their clothes.

Xing Wuyun woke up quietly, lowered his head and looked at the wine jar in his arms. He was satisfied and felt a pity. Then he stepped into the inner hall and saw that the two were dressed properly, "Master, does this broken snow lotus have a secret recipe for making wine?" "

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "My master only cares about the wine, not the wine."

"Oh, it's a pity, only this altar, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it in the future." Xing Wuyun shook his head and sighed.

Feng Aotian looked at the appearance of his love for wine like life, and the corner of his mouth was a little smile, "Well, are you not on duty today?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, can this...can..."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "How come, I don't want to go now?"

"The minister is a lazy person." Xing Wuyun really felt that the palace was a prison for prisoners. I don't know why so many people broke their heads and wanted to go in.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "The regent's palace and the palace, do you choose one, do you want to be on duty in this palace or go to the palace?"

Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Is there any other choice?"

"Don't test the patience of this king." Feng Aotian sat down immediately, his eyes piercing coldly.

Xing Wuyun felt that because of a jar of wine, he sold himself to the regent, and suddenly felt that this wine was not a good thing, but now that this is the case, there is finally time to hang out in the palace, where? He raised his eyes, looked around, and replied decisively, "The minister retire."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's back when he turned and left, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Follow this king into the palace."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded, "Do you want to notify Baiguan?"

"No, today I am going to meet the fake emperor brother." Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The identity of the pavilion master of the Soul Eater Pavilion is very secret in the past. The minister has sent people to investigate. All the people related to his origin are dead, and there is no way to find out."

"Unless twins in this world, there will be no two people who look exactly the same. His life experience must be related to the emperor brother. If so, let the emperor brother check it out." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Han Jin asked lightly.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The minister has sent someone to investigate it."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Let's go." As he said, he took Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two left the regent's palace. In less than an hour, all the officials in the entire capital already knew about the regent. The king is sober.

Feng Aotian stepped into the palace. Xing Wuyun happened to change into his official uniform and patrolled boredly with a pair of men and horses. Seeing her coming, he hurriedly saluted, "The minister sees the lord."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, turned sideways, and said in his ear, "There are many fine wines in the imperial palace. This king remembers that in the south corner of the West Palace, there is a father-in-law who likes to make wine. This jar of broken snow lotus It was the master who scooped it from him."

When Xing Wuyun heard that, his talented and godless eyes immediately glowed with brilliance, and he quickly looked at Feng Aotian, as if he had picked up the baby, and said hurriedly, "Thank you, Lord."

Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then moved forward.

Xing Wuyun headed forward with the imperial guards in high spirits.

Mu Hanjin looked at his cheerful figure and looked at Feng Aotian beside him, "Master, why is he so happy?"

"I found the baby." Feng Aotian squeezed Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two walked to the Queen Mother's palace.

In the queen dowager’s bedroom, Xing Zhiyan was reporting on affairs, but he heard Guo Hui come forward to report, "Lord, the regent is here."

Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Zhiyan on the side, "Retreat all."

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan replied respectfully, and then retired.

Feng Aotian stepped into the palace, and saw Xing Zhiyan raising her eyes and looking at her. A wicked charm was conjured up at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled, "How can the queen mother see this king and leave."

"The Ai family is just a little bored, just go out for a walk, so I won't disturb the prince and the emperor gossiping." Xing Zhiyan's eyes are cold, no longer look at her, and walk out of the bedroom with demeanor.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked in slowly, and saw Feng Aoyun sitting above the main seat. She stood in the center of the main hall with a deep smile at the corner of her mouth. "This king is clumsy. I expected that the appearance of the pavilion master of the Soul Devouring Pavilion was so similar to the first emperor."

Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Feng Aotian, "I was Feng Aoyun, your emperor brother."

"Oh." Feng Aotian looked at the man in front of him, "This king has grown up with the emperor since childhood, so he naturally knows his habits."

"Really?" Feng Aoyun snorted coldly, "Can you follow me to a place?"

"Why not?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Aoyun.

"However, he doesn't need to follow." Feng Aoyun pointed at Mu Hanjin and said in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, holding his hand, embracing him in his arms, lightly kissing the corner of his mouth, and then said, "You are in the palace Wander around, waiting for this king."

"Yes, Lord." Mu Hanjin nodded. Now, she seems to have been used to being so intimacy with her, and she doesn't mind being in front of others, she treats him so.

Feng Aoyun looked at the warmth between Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, her eyes flashed with gloom, then she got up, walked in front of her, and walked out of the bedroom.

Feng Aotian turned around and followed unhurriedly. The two slowly walked in the majestic palace, walked out of the Queen Mother's palace, and walked step by step along the corridor.

Feng Aoyun thoughtfully looked at the situation in front of him, as if he had returned to the past. He stroked the Biva red brick with one hand on the back and behind him, and a gentle spring breeze evoked at the corner of his mouth. To melt the scenery in front of you.

At this moment, Feng Aotian has walked beside him, looking at him with such an expression, the same expression of the emperor brother once appeared in his mind, and he still remembers when she was five years old, he walked with the emperor brother. In this corridor, he walked slowly step by step. He tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, "Do you remember this place?"

Feng Aotian returned to his senses. The two of them had already reached a corner of a palace. He slowly squatted down and pulled out a piece of rubble in the cracks. He slowly got up and put the rubble in her hand. It is engraved with a cloud character and a sky character, "As you said, the cloud and the sky will never be separated."

Feng Aotian's heart trembled. She raised her eyes and looked at him. This sentence was remembered by her predecessor until she died, but now, why did she say it in his mouth, she couldn't help asking," Who are you?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Aoyun raised her finger, hooked her nose, reached out, held her hand in her broad palm, and led her to move forward.

At this moment, Feng Aotian was in a daze, as if her heart was out of control, walking with the figure in front of her. Such a scene made her think that she was no longer herself.

The figure in front of me, the familiar back figure, the familiar figure, and the words that belonged to her and him, why would this person know?

A breeze blew her, pulling her back from her thoughts. She lowered her head and looked at the familiar hand holding her. She was a little startled. She pulled out of his hand, raised her eyes, and met him, "You Who the **** is it?"

Feng Aoyun smiled quietly, raised her hand, and held her hand in her palm again, and continued to walk forward. Few people pass by this corridor, except for the **** and maid on duty in the palace. She and the emperor brother will come here.

In a blink of an eye, he took her to a palace, which has been abandoned for a long time. It was the palace where the imperial brother’s mother and concubine lived, and his mother and concubine died very early, so he Whenever I miss my mother and concubine, or when I am in a bad mood, I will come here.

Feng Aotian looked at his figure. In those two years, he would always come here, and she would always stay quietly beside him, raising her eyes, looking at the disappearing scenery before her eyes.

Feng Aoyun pushed open the door of the bedroom. Because there was no concubine in all the years, the door made a heavy noise. He looked up, looked at the scenery in front of him, turned his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Come in. Ah."

Feng Aotian stepped up and stepped into the bedroom. He took her hand and walked slowly, his ears seemed to echo, the laughter of her childhood here, and the emperor's brother always favored Look at her drowningly, stay with her...

"It hasn't been here for so long, and it hasn't changed here." Feng Aoyun slowly stepped forward and pushed aside the house in the courtyard. Even though the house was already covered with dust, he raised his hand and stroked the familiar ornaments. Then turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "Do you remember this soft couch?"

Feng Aotian followed his gaze, and saw the soft couch in front of him, covered with nets, but the memories came surging like waves, she closed her eyes slightly, she raised them and looked He, "Hmm."

Feng Aoyun stepped forward, sat on the soft couch, motioned her to sit aside, "Shall we come back again?"

Feng Aotian blinked his eyes and looked at him. The figure in front of him got closer and closer, until he walked in front of her, stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed her lips.

Feng Aotian was startled suddenly, then pushed her away, Feng Aoyun laughed loudly, "Back then, you pushed me away like this, and then ran out."

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at him. These pictures entered her mind vividly one by one, as if she had experienced it personally. She couldn't help but feel that the predecessor of the heroine had already People are injected into her soul, so that she can feel her crazy love and pain for him so clearly.

"Who are you?" Feng Aotian asked again, she didn't believe that the person in front of her was really that person.

"Who am I?" Feng Aoyun got up from the soft couch, raised her wrist, and opened her sleeves. There was a scar on that arm. Although it has become shallower, it can be seen vaguely. It was cut with a sharp weapon.

"But remember when you were seven years old, I encountered an assassin. You rushed to my face in desperation. The knife hit your arm. I held you, thinking that I would lose you from now on?" Feng Aoyun gently stroked the scar and said quietly.

Feng Aotian shook him off and took a step back, "You can't be the emperor brother."

"I was originally." Feng Aoyun stepped forward and hugged her into his arms from behind, "I was your emperor brother."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, and he concealed the cold light in his eyes, then raised his eyes and met his eyes, "If you are the emperor, why did you kill me yourself?"

Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, bowed his head, kissed her lips again, sucked hard, biting, Feng Aotian pushed him away hard, watching the corner of his lips bitten by her Blood out.

And he always smiled, "Do you want to know?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.

"Be with me, do nothing, just stay with me." Feng Aoyun looked at her and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with condensation and looked at him, "How long will I be with you?"

"Until I tell you all the truth." Feng Aoyun smiled warmly, but there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Feng Aotian turned around, stopped looking at him, and walked out of the bedroom.

Feng Aoyun looked at her indifferently leaving her back, her eyes became more cruel, he raised his hand, and the soft couch behind him shattered, covering his head with both hands and squatting on the ground.

Feng Aotian walked on the corridor, recalling all the pictures about him and her about this body, and every time he thought about it, his heart was like a knife.

She restrained her emotions, then tapped on her toes, and left the scratching place. Unknowingly, she came to the courtyard. She saw Xing Wuyun at the entrance of the courtyard, lying by the door, peeking inward. .

She fell down and pushed him directly in. Xing Wuyun slammed into the door like this, almost before falling, turned around, and saw Feng Aotian, showing a touch of surprise, "Master, every time you show up , Can’t you be gentle?"

Feng Aotian ignored him, his eyes were gloomy, and he walked directly into the hospital, and saw an old man sitting in the courtyard. The whole courtyard was full of wine jars.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the wine jars in the courtyard. His eyes lit up without complaining. He ran over and sniffed lightly one after another.

Feng Aotian looked at his greedy face, and said solemnly, "Come here."

Xing Wuyun turned around reluctantly, and came to Feng Aotian's side one step three times, and said in a low voice, "Master, what's your order."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. He was looking up at her.

"Duke Jiu, he will be your apprentice in the future." Feng Aotian said lightly, turning his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "I don't want to apprentice a teacher yet."

"Oh." Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun showed a touch of surprise. Immediately, his handsome face was filled with joy, and he quickly stepped forward, not caring about his inferiority, and knelt directly, and kowtow to the wine father , "The disciple kowtows to the master."

Duke Jiu didn't care about Feng Aotian, he just looked at Xing Wuyun in front of him, with a cold voice, "Put out your tongue."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun responded immediately, raising his head, and quickly sticking out his tongue.

"Take off your pants." The wine master said again.

Xing Wuyun hurriedly stretched out his hand, blocking the front, looking at Duke Jiu, "Master, I don't want to be an eunuch."

"Take you off, take it off, which is so much nonsense." Duke Jiu said impatiently.

Xing Wuyun looked distressed and looked at Duke Jiu, "Master, you want to tell the disciple, what are you going to do?"

Duke Jiu immediately took out a silver needle and looked at him, "Don't worry, you won't cut it."

Xing Wuyun listened, just don't need to cut it, then he didn't care, then he pulled off his belt and stood in front of the wine father.

The silver needle in Mr. Jiu's hand then pointed at a bundle, and said in a light tone, "Well, come here every three hours a day. Drinking is not allowed within a month."

"Ah..." Xing Wuyun thought about not drinking for a month, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"If you want to drink better wine in the future, just bear it." The wine father put away the silver needle, then turned and looked at Feng Aotian, "Old slave sees the lord."

"Duke Jiu, don’t have to be polite." Feng Aotian looked at the Duke Jiu in front of him. He remembered that he and Duke Feng had followed her since childhood. However, Duke Jiu liked quietness, and he was the most He likes to make wine, but he is a world-class expert with the best medical skills. She sent someone to ask him early in the morning when Feng Yinqi had a thousand years of experience. Unfortunately, no one in this world can understand.

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun on one side, "Lord is gone, you will learn from Jiu Gong."

"Yes, Lord." Xing Wuyun smiled and watched Feng Aotian leave with a smile.

Turning around and looking at the Jiu father, "Master, what should the disciple do?"

"Go out along this place, turn right three places, turn left three places, and walk forward five hundred steps. There is a clear spring. You use this to follow the dripping water on the rock until it is full. "Duke Jiu said, he threw a gourd into his hand.

Xing Wuyun responded happily, and then happily left the courtyard with the gourd.

Feng Aotian left from the courtyard, and walked outwards, while walking, thinking about who this person is? If he is not the real Feng Aoyun, why would he know such a secret thing, if he is the real Feng Aoyun, then why is he doing this?

"Lord." Mu Hanjin saw her walking slowly not far away, and he whispered.

Feng Aotian returned to his senses, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin. I don’t know why, at this time, when I saw him, I felt very relieved. A slight smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he walked forward until he stood there. In front of him, holding his hand, "Go back home."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, allowing her to hold her hand, and the two left the palace side by side.

Feng Aoyun returned to the bedroom, Xing Zhiyan waited aside, looking at him with a gloomy expression, but he did not dare to reply.

"How are things going?" Feng Aoyun sat down and asked in a deep voice.

"The riots in the southwest will spread throughout the southwest in three days." Xing Zhiyan replied, hanging his head from the side.

"Yeah." Feng Aoyun raised his eyes, looked at the palace in front of him, and then said, "Everything is going as planned."

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan replied, and then backed out.

Feng Aoyun stood up and lay on the bed, with a cold look at the corners of her mouth, what can she do when she thinks of it? Something in her heart is never him.

Xing Wuyun found the clear spring according to Father Jiu's instructions, and then saw a stone rock hanging over the clear spring. He flew down and then took out the gourd and pointed it at the stone rock. He saw the water droplets for a long time. One drop, he looked at the gourd in his hand. If the whole gourd was dripped, he wouldn't have to go back today. However, looking at the clear spring in front of him was very clear, it would be nice to take a shower along with it. .

Thinking about this, he put the gourd under the rock, then took off his clothes, entered the clear spring pool, leaned comfortably on one side, and began to close his eyes and rest.

Suddenly a figure flashed by, Xing Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a woman falling by the side of Qingquan Pond. He quickly blocked his spring light with his hands, only to see the woman leaning over slightly and pulling up his clothes. Flying away.