This Lord is Too Cruel: 088 Lord, don’t come here

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"My lord, General Mu has led his troops to the southwest, and General Leng has arrived at the border. Shu Chi Wulong," the soul replied in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Feng Aotian leaned against the soft couch, thinking, "How far has the southwest spread?"

"Tomorrow, it will completely spread to the entire southwest." The soul continued to reply.

"Well, after Yi Mu and Mu Hanyao's men and horses arrive, you will tell you to go down and proceed according to the instructions." Feng Aotian continued.

"Yes." Soul commanded.

Feng Aotian thought, looking at the current situation, the entire economy collapsed overnight, the southwest riots continued, the Lianghuai River just subsided, and people in other places who want to revolt, or are buried deep in this place. The people in her place of death are also waiting for opportunities. She is now embarrassed on all sides, and even this capital and the regent's palace are not peaceful.

Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu were sitting on the carriage. Yi Mu looked very nervous. He hadn't stepped out of the palace for a long time. When he saw the crowd coming and going outside, he felt that there were still so many lively people. In my own eyes.

"It was the same for the first time I returned home, and so was Brother Leng." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu and said with a smile.

Yi Mu looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin, suddenly remembered what happened last night, and smiled in a low voice, also dispelling the trace of melancholy between his eyebrows, "After you were drunk last night, do you know what you did? "

Listening to Yi Mu's words, Mu Hanjin suddenly remembered what happened last night, and her face was immediately stained with an unnatural red, "What did you see again?"

"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong. It was too hurried, and the rain came and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, drunk with each other, and when it was heavy, she grew up and hated the water." Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin, "You have something to hide from the prince."

Mu Hanjin was stunned and looked at him, with a small smile at the corner of her mouth, "Everyone says you are too serious, but you don't know it. You just see everything too transparently."

"It's just a mediocre self-interference, a layman." Yi Mu smirked at himself.

Mu Hanjin looked at him, yeah, is he not annoying himself?

The two also talked and laughed occasionally, and unknowingly, they arrived at the General's Mansion. Yi Mu lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the Yi Mansion in front of him. The two characters are shallow, but they don't have many feelings. Mou, looking at Mu Hanjin, "Are you waiting for me in the carriage, or go in with me?"

"I'll wait for you in the carriage." Mu Hanjin didn't want to see the touching scene of a long-lost reunion. He wanted to go back to Mu's house later.

Yi Mu nodded, got out of the carriage, and walked forward slowly, the curtain fell, Mu Hanjin leaned in the carriage, took out a book and looked at it quietly.

About an hour later, Yi Mu walked out surrounded by family members in the mansion. He still smiled like that, without any sorrow or sadness. His slightly sick body was filled with light wind. light.

He got into the carriage and sat beside Mu Hanjin, looking at him, "It's always a person who has been reading for two years. Now that I see it, I don't feel any regrets anymore."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at him. His words meant that after this farewell, they would no longer be seen in this life.

He looked at him, "Are you not going to return to Yifu?"

"Of course I will come back." Yi Mu lay on his side and in the carriage, took out a silk kerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was already weak, but now, after a long time of tossing, he is also a little tired.

"Then what you mean..." Mu Hanjin put down the scroll in his hand, looked at him, and saw that there was still a cloud of gloom between his eyebrows, but there was a clearness.

"I thought I would not be able to survive these two years, so I thought day and night that it was enough to be able to return to the house to meet them, and it would not be futile for me to walk in this world. Now, I saw it, It has become my wish for the past two years." Yi Mu naturally knew that Mu Hanjin had thought of other places, and smiled in a low voice, "Will you go back to Mu Mansion later? Anyway, you will be there after passing this street."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief, a light flashed between her eyebrows, then picked up the scroll and continued to look at it.

Yi Mu also took out a book immediately, flipping through it, "Are you an invigilator for this imperial examination?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "However, for this year's exam questions, the prince personally wrote the questions."

"I originally thought that the prince was just a tyrant. When the first emperor was there, there would be no other people in his eyes except for the first emperor. At that time, the regent looked gloomy, but could not do anything. Excessive things, since the death of the first emperor, she became the regent, and began to behave. Now, she has changed her temper again. I don't know that she still has such skills." Yi Mu looked at the scroll, slowly. To say.

Mu Hanjin listened to Yi Mu's words, only then did she remember the Supreme Emperor who lived in the palace, what happened between him and the prince?

Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin's thoughtful appearance, "Last night, the prince read the poem more closely than the one I chanted."

"Well." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "When did you care about the prince's affairs?"

"It's just a casual talk, but I think this person has become too fast." Yi Mu said slowly, raising his eyes to look at him, "If you really have something to hide from her, you'd better say it is perfect. Otherwise, she found out. With her temper, you have to weigh it carefully."

"It's a moment to be able to hide it for a while. For some things, it's better not to know than to know." Mu Hanjin tugged at the corner of her mouth, lowered her head, and continued to look at the scroll.

After a while, the carriage stopped slowly. Mu Hanyao looked at Yi Mu and didn't intend to go down. He knew it without saying anything, got out of the carriage and walked into the mansion.

Mrs. Mu and Xia Diewu happily greeted them when they heard that Mu Hanjin had returned to the house. They saw a man in a purple official gown, handsome as a jade, with a smile on his mouth, and walked towards them.

Mrs. Mu stepped forward, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, "My son, how can I come back today?"

"The child visits his mother." Mu Hanjin stepped forward, helped Mrs. Mu, then turned around, went back to the house, and said, "I just sent Yi Mu back to the mansion. By the way, I remembered that I hadn't come back to see him many days Mother, come and have a look."

"My old lady thought you came to see me on a special trip." Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Hanjin strangely and said.

Mu Hanjin smiled warmly again, "Mother, I haven't come to visit my mother recently because of busy business affairs. I will come back often when I have time in the future."

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Mu nodded repeatedly, "A few days ago, I received a letter from your elder brother."

"My eldest brother is guarding the border now, everything is well, mothers don't have to worry, as long as the mother is strong, it is the greatest blessing for the child and the elder brother." Mu Hanjin sat down with Mrs. Mu and sat down again. Said to his side.

"Second cousin." Xia Diewu looked at Mu Hanjin and bowed gently, then took the tea from the maid and placed it in front of him, "Please drink tea."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Xia Diewu. He just smiled. Instead of picking up the tea bowl, she asked, "Cousin Diewu, is there a marriage now?"

"Second cousin, Die Wu is still unmarried." Xia Diewu listened to Mu Hanjin's question, looked down, and replied shyly.

"If the cousin Diewu doesn't mind, the mother can decide the marriage of the cousin?" Mu Hanjin asked tentatively.

Mrs. Mu thought that Mu Hanjin had gotten better and wanted to hire Xia Diewu. There was a smile between her eyes. Not only did she think so, even Xia Diewu thought so.

"But it's up to my aunt." Xia Diewu also blushed, covering her blushing face with a silk kerchief.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, children and ministers have now entered the Prince Regent’s mansion. I am afraid that it is impossible to marry a wife in this life. Therefore, my cousin’s wishes, the child may not be able to bear it. , The mother can find a good relationship for the cousin, and the child will prepare a generous dowry for the cousin."

After hearing this, Xia Diewu suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin in disbelief, then turned her eyes and looked at Mrs. Mu, tears streaming down her face.

When Mrs. Mu saw this, she looked at Mu Hanjin. She naturally knew her child’s temperament. These two children had the most stubborn tempers, especially Mu Hanjin, who looked gentle and elegant in appearance, but she was actually stubborn. His temper, whatever he makes a decision, will not change even if he is killed.

She turned her eyes and sighed quietly, "Are you really determined?"

"Exactly." Mu Hanjin stood up and saluted Mrs. Mu respectfully, "Mother, the child is not filial."

Mrs. Mu also experienced the pain of separation between husband and wife, mother and child, and was also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. Of course, knowing the powerful relationship among them, she helped Mu Hanjin up, "Now, old woman, I don’t What to expect, just hope that you and your elder brother are safe."

Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with tears, and she looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, the child makes mother sad."

Mrs. Mu turned her eyes, looked at Xia Diewu, and patted her hand, "Die Wu, your second cousin has his problems, you understand the aunt's thoughts, but this matter was just right then My aunt is ashamed of you."

"Auntie, it's Diewu's wishful thinking." Xia Diewu got up, looked at Mu Hanjin with tears, and then slightly blessed her body, then turned and fled.

Mu Hanjin looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, my cousin is also a boudoir. If you stay in the house, you will inevitably be talked about. These days, my mother will prepare and send her back."

"Okay." Mrs. Mu nodded, knowing her heart.

"The child left and came to visit his mother another day." Mu Hanjin gave another salute and then got up and left.

Xia Diewu stood by the door, watching Mu Hanjin's leaving figure, her fingers twisting the silk kerchief, her eyes flashed cruelly, she couldn't just give in like this, no matter how much she paid, she would get him .

Mu Hanjin can also sense that Xia Diewu has not left, and the resentment that overflows in her eyes can be clearly felt by him. He can't help shaking his head. Why is she so persistent?

He walked out of Mu's house by himself, got into the carriage, looked at Yi Mu, "Let's go."

Yi Mu raised his eyes and saw a flash of sadness in his eyes, "Why, something unpleasant happened?"

"Well, but it's solved." Mu Hanjin came this time to explain the matter, because he didn't want to make the prince misunderstand him because of this irrelevant person.

Yi Mu's thin lips pressed slightly, without asking more, he lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll.

The two were also speechless, each flipping through the scrolls, and then returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion.

At this time, Lan Jingshu was stopped by Mrs. Lan, and the family hugged him and cried.

He raised his eyes helplessly and looked at his father on one side, "Father, now you have no officials and are lighter, but you are much more relaxed than before."

"Naturally, I don't have to worry about living with trepidation." Lan Feng looked at the son in front of him. Since the last time he met him in Chaotang, now he can look at him properly.

"My son, how can you live well in the Prince Regent's Mansion?" Lan Feng asked quietly.

Lan Jingshu smiled warmly. If it was before, he would reply without hesitation, what is life is better than death, he has thoroughly experienced it in the Regent Palace, but now?

He whispered, "I just returned to Beijing, and there are still affairs to be done. It is much busier than before."

Lan Feng knows that he does not want to mention the past and does not want to ask more. Now, I just hope that he can live better in the palace. It's a pity that the fate of the Feng Kingdom now rests with the regent. In's hands, even the Supreme Emperor who suddenly came back to life was powerless.

Lan Jingshu comforted Mrs. Lan, then got up, said goodbye to her parents, and returned to the regent's mansion.

The three met by chance at the gate of the palace. They got out of the carriage, smiled at each other, raised their eyes and looked at the large plaque in front of them, but without the fear of the past, they entered the palace with ease.

Feng Aotian was washing Feng Yinqi's body, fed the pill, picked up the silk kerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and saw three men slowly walking outside the palace. They had very different personalities. It is extremely seductive, and I am afraid that standing in the street like this will make people look at the handsome man who does not want to remove his eyes.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then sat on the soft couch, watching the three of them enter together, "Master!"

"Did you discuss it?" Feng Aotian asked casually.

"We just met." Mu Hanjin smiled and took the silk handkerchief in her hand, turned her eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi in the inner hall, "Master, why don't you wait for the minister to return? The emperor takes a bath."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since they are all here, let's have a meal together."

"Yes." The three answered immediately, without saying anything.

The four of them stopped dinner, and Yi Mu quit at first.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing walked into the study and reviewed the memorials. Now, with an extra helper, there are mountains of memorials in front of them, and the review is much faster.

Feng Aotian was walking into the study, and she heard a cold breath falling outside. She turned around and walked to the door of the palace, and she saw Feng Aoyun standing outside.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Why did the emperor come here?"

Mu Hanjin listened to the voice, stopped the Zhubi, then got down on the soft couch and walked out.

Lan Jingshu raised her head and looked at Mu Hanjin's expression. She also put down the Zhubi, got on the soft bed, and followed out.

Feng Aoyun looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu who came out of the study, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Emperor, you can forget that you promised to accompany me to the valley the day before in the palace."

Feng Aotian just remembered and looked at him, "Do you have to go?"

"Hmm." Feng Aoyun nodded and looked at her, "This is the last time I want to take you to a place."

She looked at Feng Aoyun, and there was a deep sadness flashing in those gentle eyes. She felt a stunned, and then she walked out.

"Lord..." Mu Hanjin stepped forward, calling her softly.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Don't worry, I will be back later."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, watching her turn around and step out of the palace, his body took a step back slightly.

Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin like this, "Do you know something?"

"I'm just a little scared." Mu Hanjin held his heart, a little flustered, he raised his eyes and looked at the two leaving figures, "I will go back." As he said, tap his toes and chase him up. .

Lan Jingshu watched Mu Hanjin's leaving figure in a flash, and his eyes flashed dim, then turned around, walked to the study, sat on the soft couch, and continued to read the memorial.

Feng Aotian flew towards the valley with Feng Aoyun. After half an hour, the two entered the valley. Feng Aoyun was dressed in a navy blue shirt with a smile on the corners of her mouth. With his temperament, handsome and extraordinary face, he immediately dropped, turned his eyes, and looked at her, "It's been a long time in the future, but here is still the same."

Feng Aotian looked at him, couldn't help feeling suspicious, and then walked forward slowly with his footsteps. This path is different from the path she took with Mu Hanjin last time, but an extremely It was quiet and full of cherry blossom trees. She raised her eyes and saw that there are no cherry blossoms in today's weather. But, why are there so many cherry blossoms now?

Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Do you remember what I said?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "These cherry blossoms?"

"I moved from Nuancheng on a special trip." Feng Aoyun said with a smile.

"When?" Feng Aotian felt unpleasant that his territory was occupied by people, and there was still a place where all the memories of this predecessor existed.

"Yesterday." Feng Aoyun looked at the cherry blossom tree in front of her, "You took your man and left in front of me like this, so I came to have a look alone."

Feng Aotian looked at his expression and fell into doubt, "Who are you?"

"Life and generation will never be separated." Feng Aoyun laughed, and then spun around. With the rotation of his body, his palms hit the twenty cherry trees around him. The cherry blossoms vibrated, and the cherry blossoms in the sky followed the wind. Floating down, "Emperor brother, you told me that cherry blossoms represent the inseparability from life to life."

Feng Aotian's figure shook, she raised her eyes to look at the cherry blossoms falling in front of her, and the scene at the time appeared in her mind. At that time, she was only seven years old. Back then, the mother and concubine were still alive, and she always held her Sitting under the cherry tree, he said softly, "Tian'er, if you meet your beloved person in the future, take him under the cherry tree and tell him that the cherry blossoms represent the never-separated life."

Then, she took the emperor brother to this valley and came under the cherry blossom tree. Then, she knocked down the cherry blossoms, and the sky was full of falling cherry blossoms. She pointed to the cherry blossoms and looked at the gentle face of the emperor brother. "Brother emperor, this cherry blossom means that we will never be separated from generation to generation."

At that time, she simply wanted to stay with the emperor's brother, and wanted to stay with him forever, but later, she found that her heart had become different. In her own eyes, except for him, she would not There are others who watch him get married and hold another woman's hand, but his smile will never belong to her alone.

She took a step back, leaned against the cherry tree, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Who are you anyway?"

"I am Feng Aoyun, your emperor brother." Feng Aoyun stared at Feng Aotian blankly and said.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, suddenly flew forward, raised his hand, and pinched his neck, "You are not."

"If I am not, why do you know these pasts?" Feng Aoyun still stood there, meeting her cold eyes.

"You are definitely not." Feng Aotian can be sure, although she knows that what he said is true, but her instinct is definitely not wrong.

Feng Aoyun stepped forward slightly, Feng Aotian's wrists pressed hard, pinching his neck, he continued to step forward, raised his palm, and tore off his clothes, a plum birthmark on his chest reflected her Eyes.

As soon as she loosened her wrist, Feng Aotian held her tightly in her arms. He held her tightly, feeling the familiar breath on her body, and sighed in a low voice, "As you know, I have How do you live? Do you know how much I hate you over the years? Do you know how much I love you over the years?"

Feng Aotian was held tightly by him, her eyes flashed coldly, but she could hear the strong heart through the clothes, she was really confused? Why, this person has such a familiar aura, who is he?

The cherry blossoms fell with the wind, spreading the entire floor in pink, and the bright moonlight reflected on their figures. Feng Aoyun released her, then lowered her head and kissed her lips.

Mu Hanjin landed gracefully, looking at the picture in front of him, but felt so dazzling, there were faint tears in his eyes, like a jade face, full of sadness, she still returned to that person Are you there? Does she want herself? He turned lonely and flew away.

Feng Aotian pushed him abruptly, staring at him harshly, "I don't believe it." After he said, turned around and left.

Feng Aoyun stared at her leaving figure, he lowered his head, took out the dagger, and pierced the plum blossom birthmark on his chest. The blood dripped down the dagger to the ground, dyeing the cherry blossoms red.

Feng Aotian turned around, fell in front of him, looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you believe it?" Feng Aoyun lowered his eyes and looked directly at her, "I will prove it to you now." As he said, the birthmark was dug out when he moved his wrist.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You are not him."

"Why?" Feng Aoyun paused, looking at the persistence in her eyes.

"Brother Emperor will never do anything to hurt me, and he will never treat himself like this, making me look sad." Feng Aotian took a step back and said coldly, "You are not him."

"Really?" Feng Aoyun raised his eyes, "Yes, how could I be him, he is dead, he is already dead in your heart."

Feng Aotian was stunned again. This person is too familiar, but unfamiliar. She turned around and stopped looking at him, "This is the end of the night. In your heart, I am just a person within your plan. It's just a chess piece."

"No." Feng Aoyun looked at her, "You want to destroy me desperately, and I don't want to think of a dream."

Feng Aotian turned her eyes, looked at him deeply, then turned and flew away, she just felt the breath of Han Jin.

The night is very cold, Mu Hanjin staggered in the woods, a gust of wind blew his blue silk, he raised his eyes, looked at the bright moon in the sky, the corner of his mouth aroused a cold, in her In her heart, he was just a lonely person who accompanied her. What is ridiculous is that he gave her all his heart. Didn't he know everything? Why, seeing such a picture, still feel heartache, or even jealous?

He walked step by step, but he felt that the long road was long, no matter how far he could go, he stretched out his hand and supported the big tree beside him, finally leaning weakly.

A cold wind swept past, and he saw dozens of people in black standing in front of him, with bloodthirsty murderous aura pervading him. He raised his eyes and looked at the man in black in front of him, his eyes flashing coldly. , Yunxiu waved, and the fallen leaves flew like a sharp sword piercing the man in black. He turned and stood on a big tree, staring at the corpse lying under his feet with lonely eyes.

Feng Aotian immediately fell, and saw the dead man in black on the ground. She raised her eyes and faced Mu Hanjin's cold eyes. She tapped her toes and flew up.

Mu Hanjin has a long body, looking at her flying towards him, spreading her arms, leaning forward, and falling down like this, the cold wind blows away his robe, blue silk, and his jade-like face It seems to be coated with a layer of bright light, showing soft light.

Feng Aotian flew up, whirled in mid-air, caught his falling body, and embraced him in his arms, turning around, he still smiled faintly, watching her.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and couldn't wait to swallow him alive. She realized at this moment that in his bones, there was such a loneliness that made her distressed.

The two fell lightly, Feng Aotian pushed him away, staring at him fiercely, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, and then stepped forward, pushing her to the trunk behind him, bowing his head, and kissing her. Lips, biting hard.

Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, he kept his eyes open, watching her, she unconsciously wrapped his thin but tight waist, and deepened the kiss.

A few cool breeze, Yueying whirling, Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, bowed his head, raised his palm, and carefully rubbed his fingers, "Now it is more presumptuous, this is the first time for you. Are you rude to your master?"

Mu Hanjin lowered her head and leaned her head on her shoulder, "Master, is he in your heart, is he always irreplaceable?"

Feng Aotian was silent. In the heart of this predecessor, what does Feng Aoyun mean? That is all of her, but what about the person occupying her body? Feng Aoyun was just a person in her memory. Maybe, because the real Feng Aotian melted him into her own bones and blood, she would feel distressed whenever she saw him.

"It used to be, now, it is not." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Maybe, one day, you will become the irreplaceable person in the Lord's heart."

"How long will it take to wait until that day?" Mu Hanjin looked at her. He was afraid that he would not have time to enter her heart, so he would leave with full of regret.

"It may not be too far, it may be a long time." Feng Aotian doesn't know when, her heart is still cold today, but she needs someone to warm her, but when will it really be warm What?

Mu Hanjin was silent, he embraced her, and the two leaned against the tree, looking up at the moonlight in front of them.

In the palace, Feng Aoyun walked into the bedroom with a pale face.

Xing Zhiyan looked at Feng Aoyun like this, and quickly stepped forward, "Master, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Feng Aoyun turned her eyes and looked at Xing Zhiyan, "I ask you, have you ever truly loved Feng Aoyun?"

Xing Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment, looked at him, looked down, "Yes, but..."

"Okay, you can withdraw." Feng Aoyun waved his hand, then turned and entered the inner hall.

Xing Zhiyan stared at Feng Aoyun's figure, with a bitterness at the corner of her mouth, but he never had a place for her in his heart, so she hated him so much, and hated the person in his heart even more.

Feng Aoyun lay on the phoenix couch by herself, raised her eyes, looked at the top of the sky, and stroked her chest, "I will accompany you to **** after the country of Feng is destroyed?"

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin returned to the bedroom, and they saw Xing Wuyun knocking on Erlang’s leg, leaning on the soft couch, watching them both come back, and looking at their slightly swollen lips, he curled his mouth. , "Stealing joy, don't remember to wipe your mouth."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat next to him, and looked at him, "Wei Zimo is really capable and can tell all parts of Feng State overnight that all the industries he belongs to will be closed."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "He is the way he is, and the minister is helpless."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "You said, what if the master grabs all his property?"

"Feng Guo's industry is only rare to him. Anyway, there are three big countries and eleven small countries." Xing Wuyun looked very tired, and looked lazy.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and raised his wrist, grasping the pulse, "infected with wind and cold."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, and then drew his wrist from Feng Aotian's hand. I don't know why, but now she feels uncomfortable when she touches it like this.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and instructed Father Feng, "Go and prepare **** soup."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded, and then sent someone to prepare.

Mu Hanjin turned around and went back to the study. Watching Lan Jingshu still reviewing the notes, he sat opposite, picked up a memorial, and flipped through it.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and was busy again.

Feng Aotian sat beside him, "How can you be so quiet today?"

"Patient." Xing Wuyun replied lazily. I don't know why. Now, when I see her, I don't know what to say, but he keeps running towards her.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, and then followed his way, reclining on the soft couch, closing his eyes and resting.

Xing Wuyun turned her head sideways, looking at her face, looks, um, it's a good look, skin, pampered, naturally very good, the figure is a little weak, but it is tough. How to look, how to look like a handsome and elegant man, he remembered, how did she feel so soft when she leaned on her back?

He blinked a pair of peachy eyes, raised his hand, and slowly stretched out towards Feng Aotian's chest, but when he was about to touch him, he was knocked out by Feng Aotian's palm.

Xing Wuyun lowered his head, looked at his red palm, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "The prince is too stingy."

"Stingy?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then got up, supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at him, "You are bold, dare to take advantage of the Lord."

"Isn't it not accounted for." Xing Wuyun felt that he was at a loss. If he was accounted for and was beaten, that would be fine. Now, oh... he couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "If you occupy it, your hand will be useless."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, then leaned back on the soft couch, "The minister knew he was wrong."

"Who said last night not to underestimate you?" Feng Aotian remembered the situation last night and said with a smile, "You went to escape from your father's arms last night, what did you do?"

"Fire." Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, gritted his teeth and replied, "The prince, in the future, you must not treat the minister like this, the prince's hospitality, the minister can't bear it."

Feng Aotian laughed, then stepped forward and approached, stretched out his hand, and drew up his blue silk on his chest, "Then how should I treat you?"

Xing Wuyun stepped back like a ghost, holding his chest with both hands, looking at her warily, "Master, don't come over."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then returned to the original place, leaning on the soft couch, "Drink the **** soup."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, and saw that Father Feng had entered the palace with the **** soup, he was deeply relieved, then got up, took the soup bowl, drank the **** soup in one gulp, and poured it again. On the soft couch.

Feng Aotian put the brocade on his body on one side, "rest it."

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun replied lightly. When sleepiness struck, he fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian then got up, walked to the study, and saw Mu Hanjin sitting where she used to sit, while Lan Jingshu was sitting with her back to her, she stepped forward, and Mu Hanjin raised her eyes. Looking at her with a smile, and then moving inward a bit, she got on the soft couch and sat beside him.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and was about to salute, "Fine, now, what happened to the Lord and you?"

"My lord, these ministers have already reviewed them, and you should read them first." This is also the first time that Lan Jing has done a memorial review, so Mu Hanjin does not need to be familiar with it.

Feng Aotian took the memorial and looked at it carefully, then picked up the royal brush, appraised the word "quasi", and then took another one and read it.

Mu Hanjin looked sideways, looking at her face, a gentle light flashed in her eyes, and then the three of them focused on reviewing the memorial.

Wu Yueguo, Qiuwei is coming soon, but Ye Meixi has no intention of going there, he is a dispensable existence.

"His Royal Highness, Qiu Wei is ready. Three days later, Prince Shi brought a message and told you to participate." Xiang Han reminded.

"Yeah." Ye Meixi looked at Xianghan, "What's his idea?"

"His Royal Highness, the prince is afraid that he will attack you again." Chu Xia guessed from the side.

Ye Meixi wore only a middle coat, lying on the bed lazily, her beautiful eyes drifting, "Is it possible for the Third Prince?"

"His Royal Highness, the last time the beauty, the slave and maid had ordered someone to sneak into the Third Prince's Mansion." Xiang Han replied in a low voice.

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, "Can there be movement at the second prince's autumn season?"

"The second prince didn't seem to care about this autumn season, and the past few days have stopped." Chuxia quickly replied.

Ye Meixi's mouth evokes a charming and enchanting smile, "The more calm, the more problems there will be."

"His Royal Highness meant that the second prince would do something?" Xiang Han's eyes flickered, then asked.

"Well, staring at the second prince secretly, the prince is not stupid, he must wait for the second prince to get into the set, you send someone to help secretly, even if the second prince fails, you can't let him be defeated like this." Ye Meixi carelessly And said, "Otherwise, how should I sing the next play?"

"Yes, the servant understands." Xiang Han nodded in response.

Early Xia stood on one side, watching Ye Meixi playing with a piece of warm jade, thinking that Wuyue Kingdom does not have such superior mutton fat white jade, she couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, this warm jade is a rare thing in Wuyue Kingdom. "

"Yeah." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, her eyes flashing faintly and softly, and she also carried deep thoughts. Touching it, it was as if she had been by her side and never left.

At the border gate, Leng Qianye followed Mu Hanyao's previous deployment, returned from patrol, stepped into the camp, and then picked up the military book and looked at it. The handwriting on it was very beautiful, but it was vigorous and powerful. This person's handwriting is very sharp.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside the camp. He quickly got up and walked out. He saw many torches in the distance. Jibai hurried over, "General, there is movement over Qiguo."

Leng Qianye thought that Mu Hanyao had just left, took away the horses, and Qiguo heard the wind and moved. This is inevitably too coincidental. There was a cold flash in his eyes, pressing the sword, riding the horse, and rushing to the pass. go with.

He went straight up to the tower and saw Qiguo's people standing under the tower. Looking at Leng Qianye above, the man in the lead laughed, "Leng Qianye, haven't seen him for two years, don't come here unharmed. ."

Leng Qianye lowered his head and looked at the man in front of him. He looked handsome, with coldness in his brows and eyes, staring straight at him, very provocative.

"Fu Han, don't be unharmed." Leng Qianye did not expect that he had just returned to the border, and the first stop was to fight his old opponent. His indifferent eyes also shot a cold light. This battle is in It is inevitable.

"General, let the generals play." Jibai said quickly from the side.

"I will come in person." Leng Qianye raised the sword in his hand, then tapped his toe lightly, and fell from the tower, looking at Fu Han in front of him, "The battle between you and me has really begun."

"Haha, today I heard that you went back to the border, so you came to see in person to confirm that the future will be long." Fu Han laughed again, then waved his hand, turned the horse's head, and left with the team.

Leng Qianye looked at Fu Han's leaving figure, a flash of coldness in his eyes, and then flew around and landed on the tower, looking at Jibai beside him, "The formation prepared by Shicai must be practiced."

"Yes." Jibai answered quickly.

After Feng Aotian reviewed the last memorial, he raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "It's the second watch now. Tomorrow's morning, so please rest earlier."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing said, and the three of them walked out of the study.

Xing Wuyun was lying on the soft couch, his handsome face was dyed red, and his brows were furrowed. He seemed to have dreamed of something and couldn't break free.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, "Let’s take a shower."

"The minister retires." Lan Jingshu then bowed respectfully, and then left the bedroom.

Mu Hanjin stepped into the inner hall, and after reaching the screen, she pulled down her clothes and sank into the bathtub.

Feng Aotian stepped forward to Xing Wuyun's face, and saw that he was still dreaming, in a cold sweat. She stretched out her hand and covered his forehead, but was dragged by Xing Wuyun's hand and fell straight on top of him. .

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