This Lord is Too Cruel: 129 Who is beautiful? (Two more)

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Master is too cruel, 129 who is beautiful? (Two more)

After noon, Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu, and Gu Yefeng went to the Emperor’s bedroom, but Feng Aotian and Father Mao were not seen. Looking at the worried Sixi standing outside the hall, he asked suspiciously, "Happened. What happened?"

"Suitable talent, the emperor is coming back soaked, and the cat father-in-law is now working for the emperor. Shu Chi Wurong," Si Xi replied with his head down.

Lan Jingshu's thoughts were shocked, and he hurriedly stepped into the imperial dormitory, walked to the inner hall, and saw the two sitting on the dragon couch, the gentle temperament stained with a layer of clouds, he stood On one side, looking at Feng Aotian's closed eyes, he was worried.

Yi Mu also followed immediately, took a step forward, looked at Lan Jingshu, "Go ahead."

Lan Jingshu turned his eyes, looked at Yi Mu, nodded slightly, and left the inner hall.

Gu Yefeng was already sitting on the soft couch, looking at these two people, "Well, she is not good, why is she looking like this."

Lan Jingshu did not respond, but simply sat down, wrote the pen, opened the memorial in front of him, and reviewed it.

So, after another two hours, Grandpa Cat put away his internal strength, opened his eyes, and saw that Feng Aotian had slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

He smiled, got off the dragon bed and supported her, "Master, who are you doing this for?"

Feng Aotian thought of Mu Hanjin, his heart was choked, he drew his mind, got up, "a person that the master wants to keep."

The cat's father was slightly startled and looked at her, then, is he also the one the master wants to keep?

Feng Aotian stepped up, stepped out of the inner hall, walked into the study, and looked at the light blue back of Lan Jingshu. At this moment, she seemed to have seen Mu Hanjin sitting on this soft couch indifferently, reviewing The memorial situation.

She sat down slowly, staring at Lan Jingshu, but her mind drifted away...

Lan Jingshu looked sideways, watching her staring at herself, but thoughtfully, as if looking at another person through him. He looked back, condensed the sadness in his eyes, and continued to review the memorial, but, The knuckles of the hand holding the pen were white, obviously he was using his strength.

Yi Mu also saw Feng Aotian's abnormality. At this time, he could see clearly than anyone else, but, undoubtedly, her actions were hurting another person.

Gu Yefeng can feel the depressive atmosphere at this time. Of course he is not stupid. At this time, he doesn't want to be the object of her vent, so he bows his head and does his own thing quietly.

The cat father-in-law stood beside Feng Aotian, too late to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead, letting the beads wet the makeup on his face, he just stood quietly on one side, because she was him People who want to keep well in this life.

Feng Aotian’s vented emotions are like a magnificent river that suddenly meets a violent storm, and then becomes turbulent, until it becomes calm, so that such a quiet study can hear the gurgling sound of water. It knocked their hearts one after another, as if she was feeling faint at the moment.

They had never seen such Feng Aotian before, and they couldn't help falling into silence.

After a long time, Feng Aotian condensed his emotions, then picked up the royal pen, reviewed the memorial, and said nothing.

The cat turned around and exited the hall.

Sixi saw the sadness that he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but stunned, and said softly, "Daddy Cat..."

Mao Gong turned his eyes and glanced at Si Xi, "Is Sajia overestimating himself?"

Sixi was puzzled, but didn't know how to answer.

The cat's father tapped his toes lightly and left the emperor's bedroom, flying and landing on the side courtyard.

Duke Jiu raised his eyes, just glanced at him lightly, and continued to work on what he was doing.

The father-in-law cat nestled himself in a recliner, and the air after the rain was scented, especially the wine jars that had been baptized. In this courtyard, the light aroma of wine wafted over his face, and he couldn't help it. He took a deep breath, his slender eyes slowly closed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he raised his head, facing the sun, letting the autumn wind blow his cheeks...

Until sunset, the blue sky was dyed with red clouds into a brilliant afterglow. He opened his eyes reluctantly, got up, and left the courtyard.

Wearing a coquettish red shirt, Ye Meixi stepped up into the emperor's bedroom, and when she walked into the study, she felt the atmosphere inside was very strange.

He looked at Feng Aotian, the red light passed through the screen window and hit her white jade cheek, her eyes focused, her whole body exuded an unconcealable breath, not the gentleness of the past, she just watched quietly Focus on the memorial.

He took a pause, then stepped forward, hooked her neck, and put his chin on her shoulder, "Master..."

Feng Aotian's movements did not stop, but her gloomy face finally had a smile, her thin lips hooked slightly, "Is enough rest?"

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, "When will I be finished?"

Feng Aotian looked at the memorials that had already been reviewed, and then said, "Half an hour."

"That Meixi stay with him." Ye Meixi immediately sat beside her, wrapped her waist around her back, leaned her head on her somewhat thin shoulders, and sucked her body lightly. breath.

It seems that he smelled a strange breath, his brows frowned slightly, and then he said, "Master, is Mu Hanjin worrying Master?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Your nose is really good."

Ye Meixi snorted coldly. In this world, who can affect her emotions, except for the annoying Mu Hanjin.

"Master, his life is very big, and he will naturally live well." Although Ye Meixi didn't know why Mu Hanjin suddenly disappeared, he could quickly catch the clues, and he knew how much in his heart. .

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at him. At this time, the person who could say such a thing was him. She put down the imperial brush, turned around, and dragged him into her arms, holding him gently, feeling His temperature reminded her of the cold feeling that Shicai was holding Mu Hanjin, and she suddenly felt that she began to hate cold things.

Ye Meixi leaned quietly in her arms, letting her hold her, and the study fell into silence again.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at the two people hugging each other. His eyes were dim, and his heart was filled with bitterness. At this time, he realized that he didn't know her deeply. So, what about staying by her side? How can one be qualified to be jealous? How can she be jealous that she cares more about others than herself?

In these days, he was worried about Mu Hanjin, but he never thought that her worries about Mu Hanjin never appeared, because there were too many obstacles in front of her. There are too many to be scrupulous, every day is thrilling, and there has never been a moment of rest, but he only guards his own side of the world, never thought of stepping out of his own circle and sharing more for her, then How can such a self deserve to say that she loves her?

Mao Gonggong came in with the soup medicine and returned to his previous smile. When he saw Ye Meixi leaning in Feng Aotian's arms, he curled his mouth and hurried forward, "Master, when do you have dinner?" "

"Waiting." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Father Cat, raised his hand, holding his wrist, "Go to the soft couch for a rest."

"It's okay to be a slave." Father Cat shook his head, then handed her the medicine.

Ye Meixi still leaned in Feng Aotian's arms and refused to leave.

Feng Aotian took the decoction, raised his head and drank it, opened his mouth, holding the candied fruit that father-in-law had prepared, bowed his head and looked at Ye Meixi, "I will be with you later."

Ye Meixi was reluctant to leave from her arms, glanced at Father Cat, and left the study.

Mao Gong was standing beside Feng Aotian and did not leave.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu without saying a word. She held the imperial pen in one hand, raised the other hand, holding the hand in his hidden domain sleeve, smiling silently.

Lan Jingshu feels the warmth from his palm, but his heart hurts even more. Perhaps, he shouldn't stick to the rules, but take more responsibility for her instead of doing his best, but doing his best.

Outside the capital, Xuanyuan Yu has been lying on the bed, with Feng Aotian's rudeness to him in his mind. The more he thinks about it, the more annoyed he becomes. The person who always counts everything in it, never expected that one day. , But fell into the hands of an inconspicuous person, Feng Aotian was destined to be a thorn in his heart. If he didn't pull it out, it would be difficult to dispel his hatred.

"The emperor, the whole army is ready, when will we leave tomorrow?" Bai Feng stepped into the camp and asked from one side.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes, glanced at Bai Feng, his tone was very cold, he can move freely after three days, Feng Aotian really knows how to calculate, after three days, he has left Feng Country, and he and She signed the contract, and she must not be able to take Feng Guo.

His bright eyes are cold and sharp, "We will set off at dawn."

"Yes." Bai Feng could feel the anger of Xuanyuan Yu's wanting to kill, but now, he wants to kill and can't do it.

He turned around and left the camp.

The afterglow of the setting sun shot in through the camp, and hit Xuanyuanyu’s handsome face. He looked at the dazzling red, and suddenly became annoyed, and shouted sharply, "Don't put the camp down yet!"

"Yes." The attendant hurried forward and put down the camp.

The people in front of him naturally know that red is what he hates the most. Therefore, within a hundred meters of his sight, there will be no red. Now, let the sun shine through, the attendants can't help but worry, the emperor is now Even the Xiaguang can't be seen.

After reviewing the memorandum, Feng Aotian got up and got down on the soft couch.

She took Lan Jingshu's hand and walked out of the study. Father Cat has already gone to prepare dinner.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng glanced at each other, followed closely, walked to the hall, and then said, "The ministers will leave."

Feng Aotian didn't stop him either, but nodded and said, "Well, go."

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng left the Imperial Palace.

Ye Meixi got up from the soft couch and quickly stepped forward, leaning weakly in her arms, "Master, are you with Meixi tonight?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, thinking that he would leave in two days, and nodded slightly, "I have been with you these days."

"Okay." Ye Meixi's delicate red lips hooked slightly, raising her eyes and looking at her.

The cat father-in-law stood on one side, looking at Ye Meixi's flattering appearance, he felt a little unhappy, but when he looked at Feng Aotian again, he knew that she had something on her mind now, so he pretended to ignore it.

After dinner, Lan Jingshu left the bedroom.

Feng Aotian looked at his leaving back, suddenly remembered what Shicai had done, and looked at Ye Meixi, "Waiting for the Lord."

"Yes." Ye Meixi responded obediently.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and stood beside Lan Jingshu, "Go with him."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and stared at her. At this moment, he couldn't help but leaned against her arms, "The emperor, the minister has not done well enough."

Feng Aotian saw his eyes flashing with faint sadness, she stroked his back, "Master understands."

Lan Jingshu suddenly felt a panic of fear. This was a kind of fear he had never had before. He was afraid that he was not doing well enough, and that he would lose her one day. This thought instantly swept all his emotions. He couldn't help trembling, holding her tightly, feeling the warmth on her body.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at Lan Jingshu, "What's the matter?"

"It's just a little cold." Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms and said softly.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, hugged him and flew towards Jinxuan Palace.

Ye Meixi looked at the two people who disappeared outside the hall, turned her eyes, and looked at Mrs. Mao, "When did the Lord become interested in that Lan Jingshu?"

The cat raised his eyebrows, sat down, and said quietly, "The master is more interested, I'm afraid that he will forget you when the time comes."

Ye Meixi listened to her father-in-law talking about her sore spots, and snorted coldly, lying on the soft couch, "So what? Even if you are interested in anyone, you will not feel like a dead eunuch. Interest."

"The Sajia is the most intimate person of the master. Compared to you, the Sajia and the master are also childhood sweethearts. You have watched the master grow up since you were young. Do you have this love?" The cat father looked at Ye Meixi, screaming Tao.

"How about caring? Who is the person on the cusp of your heart? This is the most important thing." Ye Meixi quickly retorted. Now he hates others who say that he spends the longest time with him. .

Pluto cat sneered, "I am afraid that it is not your turn to be on the cusp."

"If it's my turn, it won't be you." Ye Meixi curled her lips, smiled enchantingly, and looked at Father Cat, "You are just a caring slave to the Lord."

The cat's eyes flashed sadly, he stopped talking, then got up and left the palace.

Ye Meixi held up the tea cup on one side and looked at the back of the cat's father-in-law leaving, and the corner of her mouth twitched. Did he make a mistake?

Many times, the more he wants to get something, he will try his best to grab it, but he doesn't know it. The more so, it backfires.

Papa Cat has left Feng Aotian for two full years. During these days, he stayed by Feng Aotian’s side every step of the way. He wanted to make up all the thoughts he had in the past two years, so he would He became more clingy, but he didn't know that Feng Aotian was no longer the person he used to be.

The cat father stood outside the emperor’s bedroom, looking at the stars in the sky, and the cold wind blew through and disturbed the blue silk on his chest. In fact, he just wanted the master to pay more attention to him and love him more.

Feng Aotian returned to Jinxuan Palace with Lan Jingshu and put him on the bed. He always pulled her sleeves and refused to let go.

"Reluctant to bear him?" Feng Aotian raised his hand, stroked his handsome face, and asked with a smile.

Lan Jingshu's eyes sank, nodding gently.

Feng Aotian leaned over, kissed lightly under the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "He's not always there."

Lan Jingshu opened her eyes and stared at her, yeah, wasn't she always by his side? Why, he still felt that as soon as he let go, she would leave him?

Feng Aotian did not leave until Lan Jingshu fell asleep safely.

On the bed, Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and watched her leaving behind. He got up from the bed, got off the bed barefoot, and walked to the window. In late autumn, the courtyard was full of bright red wooden begonias. Jiaoyan, he leaned his body to one side and stared quietly.

Feng Aotian fell outside the emperor's bedroom, and saw Mr. Mao standing quietly without saying a word.

She stepped forward and looked at him, "Why are you standing outside the temple?"

The cat returned to his senses and looked at her, "Master, the servant will give you medicine."

Feng Aotian looked at him with something wrong, and when he turned around to leave, she grabbed his hand, "The jealousy hasn't disappeared yet?"

The cat gazed at her sadly, "Minions are allergic to vinegar."

Feng Aotian listened to his words with a gloomy face, and immediately smiled, "Allergic to vinegar, you also like to be jealous."

"Master, the minion is going to give you medicine." Father Cat said, turning to leave.

Feng Aotian stepped up and entered the palace, and saw Ye Meixi lying on the soft couch, looking at her with full eyes.

She smiled, "I will rest here tonight."

"As long as you have a master, you can go anywhere." Ye Meixi raised her hand, holding Feng Aotian's hand, lowered her head, and rubbed it carefully. Her fingers were crystal clear and jade, but they were much smaller than his. , But, it is very delicate, holding the palm, very warm.

Feng Aotian lowered his head, watched him play with her hand, and then sat beside him, "Ling Shuangxue, when do you plan to keep this woman?"

Ye Meixi raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes flashed through the mist, hooking her neck, "She..."

Feng Aotian looked at his sultry appearance, "Are you going to keep it?"

Ye Meixi smiled charmingly, "Menxi doesn't like what I don't like, but she hasn't moved anything now, and Meixi has not found out her bottom."

"Lord does not like him. There is a fly around people who don't like him all day." Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you dare to let her touch you, he will lose you."

Ye Meixi smiled, "Meixi's body and mind belong to the Lord."

Feng Aotian smiled with satisfaction, "The day you went back, did you set an ambush?"

"You can't hide anything from the Lord." Ye Meixi said softly, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms.

Feng Aotian aroused the blue silk on his chest to play with, "I am afraid that there is an unexpected force behind Ling Shuangxue. This force has not been found until now."

Ye Meixi looked at her, "Master, in any case, Meixi will guard Wuyue Kingdom for you."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you are tired, come back."

Ye Meixi nodded, and with her words, he was willing to let him stay there for the rest of his life.

Mao Gong-gong came in carrying the soup, and saw the picture of the two of them like glue, he snorted, and then walked to Feng Aotian's side, "Master, wait, the slave will wait for you to take a shower."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly and looked at Ye Meixi, "In the past few days, I will be with you well."

"Okay." Ye Meixi looked at her, "Master, let Meixi wait for you to take a shower."

Feng Aotian's mouth evokes a wicked smile, "You are not afraid that the Lord will eat you."

"Meixi is waiting for the Lord to eat." Ye Meixi leaned forward slightly, pressing her ears, and said softly.

Feng Aotian smiled deeply, "Being obediently waiting for the Lord on the couch."

Ye Meixi knew what Feng Aotian meant when she heard it, thinking, she would never let them wait for her to take a bath, but, why can she let the cat father wait, he raised his eyes and glanced at the cat Father-in-law, just hit him with a slightly raised eyebrow, with a triumphant smile, Ye Meixi was a little unhappy.

Feng Aotian turned around and walked to the inner hall. Father Cat immediately followed, and the bath soup was ready.

The cat father-in-law is naturally happy to be able to bathe for the master, and now he is the only one who can do it.

"Master, let the minion undress for you." The cat father-in-law came forward very diligently and took off her dragon robe for Feng Aotian.

Ye Meixi lay depressed on the soft couch, sulking.

Feng Aotian lay in the bathtub, squinting her eyes, and saw the smile of Father Cat, her mouth raised slightly, and he simply let him knead her shoulders.

The cat's father bowed his head, looked at Feng Aotian's chest, counting the time, and then attached the ear canal, "Master, you must not take the medicine now, otherwise, you will lose all your efforts."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian also knows the powerful relationship, and now she is still thinking of Mu Hanjin.

The cat's father-in-law bent over, wrapped her neck from behind her, and said softly, "Master, is the servant your sweetheart?"

Feng Aotian listened to his nasty words, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Well, yes."

The father-in-law Cat then asked, "Is that minion the one on your heart?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"Say a slave, naturally." Father Cat pressed her cheek to her cheek, and stretched his hands forward unconsciously.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, and the water in the tub splashed and hit his restless hand, "Want to be thrown out by the master again?"

The cat pouted, "Master, you dislike a slave again."

Feng Aotian curled his lips, "Isn't it when I hate you?"

Pluto cat curled his mouth, "Yes, here, only slaves are the most annoying."

"It's good if you know it." Feng Aotian responded non-committal.

The cat father-in-law listened to Feng Aotian's words, his eyes filled with sadness, "Since the master dislikes the slave, the slave disappears from the master."

Speaking, he got up, turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at him with this little-tempered appearance, and said solemnly, "If you leave, don't come back forever."

The cat's figure paused, turned his eyes, looked at her, "Is the master willing?"

"I can't bear it." Feng Aotian said quietly.

Mao Gonggong stared at her aggrievedly, stood for a while, walked over slowly, then lowered his head, printed Feng Aotian's lips, and gently sucked in.

Feng Aotian bends her eyebrows slightly, and is about to punish him, she feels the warmth covering her chest, her eyes darken, and then she pushes the cat out.

Mother Cat chirped, not at all annoyed, and quickly stepped forward and leaned on Feng Aotian's body, "Master, it's grown."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and took a look. Compared to before, she did develop a little bit. Unfortunately, she was still not ideal. She looked at him, "How long is there?"

"If you follow the minion's prescription and continue, then another forty-five days will be fine." Mr. Cat continued.

Feng Aotian thought, if this is the case, then it will be time for Mu Hanjin's second death.

The cat's father-in-law looked at Feng Aotian, and he had been waiting. The first time the grandfather must belong to him.

After the bath, Feng Aotian wore a bright yellow shirt, and the blue silk was loosely **** by the hair band. The cat father-in-law smiled and followed Feng Aotian out of the inner hall.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and then at the appearance of Mao Gong's face full of spring breeze, the corner of his mouth curled, and then she got down on the soft couch and fell into her arms, "Master..."

Feng Aotian embraced his waist, turned around, and walked into the inner hall, and walked to the dragon couch. Ye Meixi hooked her finger and took off her bright red robe, and then lay on the couch, charming Looking at her with silky eyes.

Feng Aotian smiled silently, and saw him holding her hand and placing it on his open, condensed skin.

Ye Meixi looked at her seductively, "Master..."

Feng Aotian bullied himself up, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, softly softening his silky skin like the best satin.

At the border, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao withdrew their troops from the three cities of Qiguo. When they were about to retreat to the border, they were in an ambush.

Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanyao, "It seems that we really got the trick."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao looked at the people and horses that surrounded them, his eyes shot cold.

Leng Qianye’s beautiful and dusty face reveals a frightening coldness, "How many people are gathered now?"

At this time, Li Su drove the horse from behind, "General, it's not good, all the people and horses we left behind in the three cities were killed."

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye looked at each other, knowing that Qiguo wanted to cut their back.

"The border barracks are now stationed with 50,000 horses, and the 20,000 horses left behind in the three cities, now, there are still 100,000 left behind." Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye and continued.

Leng Qianye was silent for a moment, "If this is the case, then the 50,000 horses at the border are afraid..."

Mu Hanyao's eyes shattered with a cold light, "If something happens at the border, the emperor will naturally report it. Now, if there is no news, it should be there."

"It seems that they are here for you and me." Leng Qianye said coldly, looking at the soldiers in Qiguo not far away.

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "Where is Fu Han now?"

"In the carriage behind." Li Su continued.

"Send someone to look at him." Mu Hanyao said solemnly.

"Yes." Li Su responded.

After a while, he heard the sound of horses hoof not far away, Leng Qianye turned his eyes, looked at the Qiguo soldiers rushing behind him, and then looked at the men and horses that surrounded them in front, he stretched out his hand and stroked The brocade bag on his chest looked at Mu Hanyao, "I am afraid it will be a fierce battle this time."

"You and I promised the emperor to step down in the kingdom of habitation. Now, it is only the first level. There is no turning back arrow when you open the bow. Even if you die, you can't go back dingy." Mu Hanyao pulled out his waist. The Sabre in between, sternly said.

Leng Qianye smiled and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Well, who will win or lose is not yet decided."

Mu Hanyao also showed a rare smile, nodded in response, raised his eyes, and looked at the Qiguo soldiers surrounding them, and the two began to deploy.

This night, the night sky at the border gate was destined to once again be filled with the smell of blood, black clouds pressed on Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, they sat on the war horse, the cold wind rustled, gun smoke was everywhere, and the ears echoed Shocking shouts of killing......

The next day, before dawn, Feng Aotian woke up, looking at Ye Meixi who was sleeping peacefully beside her, she gently pulled the Jinbei covering him upward.

Next, I got off the dragon couch, walked out of the inner hall, sat on the soft couch, and said in a deep voice, "Something happened to the border?"

"Yes, General Leng made a plan. Now he is besieged on the border of the country." The voice of the soul sounded.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Marco is still stationed at the border?"

"We lost some, and now there are 40,000 left." Po immediately replied.

"Have all the 100,000 Marcos arranged secretly arrived?" Father Cat hurried forward, waiting for Feng Aotian to wash.

Feng Aotian took the face towel, cleans the face, and asked in a low voice.

"All arrangements are in order." Po then replied.

"Well, whether Qiguo can be wiped out depends on Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, these 100,000 horses, when they are not a last resort, they will not be able to get a horse." Feng Aotian took the soup medicine handed over by Mr. Mao. , Took a sip, said.

Pei immediately responded, "Last night in the fierce battle, Qiguo brought good soldiers and strong generals. If General Leng and the others have not broken through today, I am afraid..."

"Lord cannot watch them have an accident, but he can't help him. As generals, they have their own pride. If he makes another move, they would rather die on the battlefield by themselves. If they die, Lord Can't bear it." Feng Aotian said casually.

"Subordinates understand." Po hurriedly responded, and then said, "Then when will these 100,000 horses wait?"

"Wait until they run out of ammunition and food." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Po. "The two of them have the patience, the Lord is still confident, please look at it, they will succeed in half a day. Break through."

Poor answered quietly, and he believed Feng Aotian's words 100%.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "Go and prepare breakfast."

"Yes." Father Cat responded with a smile, and then stepped out.

The voice of the soul sounded, "Master, Emperor Xuan Mo has set off."

Feng Aotian chuckled his lips and smiled, "Well, go well, stay a day longer, and I will worry more."

"Master, won't you send it off?" Ye Meixi walked slowly out of the inner hall, walked to her side, and asked.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't go, if he does go, he will definitely be reluctant to leave."

"Isn't it an emperor, what can I give it to you?" Mr. Cat said with a sharp throat, glanced at Ye Meixi, and walked in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, breakfast is ready."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.

Lan Jingshu didn't sleep all night, so she dressed properly early in the morning, and when she walked to the Emperor's bedroom, she saw the excitement in the hall.

He lowered his eyes and walked in.

Feng Aotian looked at Wu Qing under him, "What did you do last night?"

Lan Jingshu Wen said, "The minister has been in the palace."

Feng Aotian didn't ask any more questions, stopped breakfast by himself, and took Lan Jingshu's hand to the morning court.

In the early days, everything is business as usual. Today's court has basically stabilized, and Feng Guo has also returned to normal in a short period of time, whether it is farming or commerce.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, Ye Meixi waited comfortably, and at the same time, he also received news that there was something happening in Wuyue.

On the border of the dwelling country, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, wreckage was everywhere, and the fighting was very tragic.

Fu Han sat in the carriage, raised the driving curtain, looked at the situation outside, his eyes became heavy and heavy. Because of his injuries, he was still unable to move freely. He looked at the corpses of Qiguo soldiers. Heartache.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao looked at each other and laughed, because they finally broke a **** road and broke out of the encirclement of Qiguo. Now they have moved away from the border of Qiguo and returned to their own tower. under.

Mu Hanyao took the men and horses into the city, and then walked into the barracks. Only then did he realize that the loss of 10,000 men and horses was not a small casualty, because now it is the time to hire people.

Unfortunately, their food and grass have been burned in the country. Now, their food and grass can only last for half a month.

Leng Qianye immediately entered the barracks and looked at Mu Hanyao with a gloomy face, "Now there are only 120,000 left."

Mu Hanyao looked at him, "Today's grain and grass can only last for half a month."

"It seems that this is going to force you and me." Leng Qianye said after a moment of silence, "I promised the emperor, half a month will surely settle down in Qiguo, now, three days have passed."

"If that's the case, then you and I will put it together." Mu Hanyao raised his hand and looked at Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao high-five, their eyes pierced with determination, and the two stepped into the camp, discussing a thorough march plan.

Feng Aotian finished reviewing the memorial early in the morning, and accompanied Ye Meixi.

Yi Mu watched it was early, so he followed Lan Jingshu to Jinxuan Palace, and the two sat in the pavilion in the courtyard, admiring Mu Haitang.

Gu Yefeng returned to the house.

"Do you know when Han Jin will be back?" Yi Mu poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at him.

Lan Jingshu's slender fingers turned the teacup, "I don't know."

"If you are afraid of losing, you have to hold it well." Yi Mu's thin lips curled slightly, looking into the distance, and whispered.

"What else do you see?" Lan Jingshu chuckled.

"The emperor's thoughts are deep, but he can see it through. She can naturally see your abnormality in the past two days. She is just waiting for you to confess." Yi Mu said lightly.

"Yes, she understands everyone, and you can see her thoughts, but I can't see through." Lan Jing wrote sadly.

"When did you learn from me?" Yi Mu chuckled, "I can't see through the emperor, but I know her temperament well."

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "I never understand, why do you insist on entering the palace?"

"Then why are you thinking about the emperor?" Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu and asked.

Lan Jingshu looked down, he didn't know why, but now it has become like this, maybe it was when Mu Hanjin said the deterrent words to him, maybe it was when she jumped into the river desperately to save him, Perhaps, when he leaned in her arms for the first time...Now, he only knows that he really got stuck in, and there is nothing he can do, even if this person is a superior emperor, even if this person is a man, Even though, she didn't have him in her heart.

When Yi Mu saw that he was silent, he didn't speak any more, why is he not like that...

In the Lingjiu Nation, Jinyao calmed down the entire Lingjiu Nation in just a few days. Now, the people of the Lingjiu Nation can live only half of them, or even 200,000 people.

She had just received Feng Aotian's will, and secretly led the troops to the Flying Eagle Nation.

My father-in-law has been greatly irritated since Ye Meixi came back, because now the master sees no one else except him.

Ye Meixi snuggled in Feng Aotian's arms, thinking that she would leave the day after, and she felt unwilling to give up.

However, Wuyue Kingdom has already had a stir now. If he does not go back soon, he is afraid that the whole Wuyue Kingdom will be in chaos.

Feng Aotian naturally knows Wu Yueguo's current trends, and looks at him, "This matter must have nothing to do with Ling Shuangxue."

"It's just, I don't know why Ling Shuangxue did this?" Ye Meixi asked puzzledly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are wondering, why did she save you in the first place, how did she know about your mother, and sent you to the throne with all her heart, now, why did she kill you again?"

"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, "What tricks is she playing?"

"Wu Yueguo has always been stable, how can there be a sudden riot? But now, depending on her ability, how can you deal with the injustice?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are going back this time, and you must not be able to come out again in a short time."

"Without finding out her true identity, and not being able to frighten the snake, only by putting her in front of her eyes can Meixi be relieved." Ye Meixi continued.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "I put it in front of my eyes, but I can't watch every day."

Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "Master, don't worry."

The cat father-in-law stood on one side and kept curling the corners of his mouth, wishing Ye Meixi wouldn't come back forever, he intimately filled Feng Aotian with tea, blowing it gently, and handing it to her.

Feng Aotian took the tea cup, took a sip, and put it back into his hand.

The father-in-law Mao took the teacup that Feng Aotian had used, and took a sip, feeling very sweet.

Soul has just received the news, and immediately reported it inwardly, "Master, General Leng and General Mu successfully broke through, and now they are back to the barracks."

"Well, how many people were lost?" Feng Aotian asked next.

"The grain and grass were destroyed, now there are only 120,000 left." The soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian listened, his eyes were cold, "How long can today's grain and grass last?"

"Half a month." The soul responded immediately.

Feng Aotian’s eyes flickered, “The grain and grass in Beijing have just been supplied to the Beishan army camp. Now, the nearest place to supply grain and grass is that rich land, Yuxian. However, Wei Zimo is now far away. Le Qiguo, if you walk from there, although it is fast, it is also troublesome."

"Master, shouldn't you go looking for Wei Zimo? This has delayed the day." Mr. Cat reminded him from the side.

"Master is not going, let him come by himself." Feng Aotian's eyes were slyly light.

"Even if Wei Zimo comes over, it will take half a month. This day is also delayed." Mr. Mao said quickly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If he wants to come, it won't take half a month."

Published the corners of his mouth, "Master, you met him."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "How did you know?"

Pluto Mao looked at her, "Master, the slave knows, besides Wei Zimo, there is also Xing Wuyun."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You know everything."

Ye Meixi turned her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, he knows, Meixi doesn't know it."

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "What do you want to know?"

"Who is Wei Zimo?" Ye Meixi thought, when did this person appear again?

Feng Aotian chuckled, "He... of course he is a beauty."

"Are there Meiximei?" Ye Meixi asked softly, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms.

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