This Lord is Too Cruel: 145 The Four Princes Set Off

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The father is too cruel, 145 four princes set off

Feng Aotian raised his hand slightly, stroked his face, leaned over, pecked him on the forehead, and then hugged him in his arms, and the two lay on the bed. Shu Chi Wuyan

She raised her eyes, listening to the wind coming from outside the window, listening to the babbling of Lan Jingshu in her ears, her heart, at this moment, was faintly warm.

"The emperor..." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes slightly and stared at the person in front of him. He hugged her tightly, "Don't leave the minister."

Feng Aotian lowered her eyes, those eyes were full of begging and fear. This was the emotion Lan Jingshu never showed, which made her feel distressed. Then she bowed her head and kissed his lips lightly. Sucking gently.

The faint smell of plum wine filled the nose, and the unique warm air of his body made her feel nostalgic. Her fingers unconsciously unwound the Weigela around his waist, and the cold touch of her fingertips His warm skin made him shiver uncontrollably.

He is half-dreaming and half-awake. At this moment, he seems to be floating in the endless clouds, and he just wants to firmly grasp the golden light in front of him, the light that belongs to him.

Drinking is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk. He is now completely intoxicated. His hands are unstoppable around Feng Aotian's waist. Following the feeling, he untie the Panlong jade buckle on her waist and let him go. I was fascinated and let it go. Those trembling hands had slipped into his clothes through the outer robe. When they touched the soft skin of the waist, the smoothness of the tentacles made him sigh unconsciously, following the feeling, Continue to wander.

Feng Aotian pressed his hands with one hand when he moved arbitrarily, then stopped and lowered his head. On his slightly closed lips, he gave a soft sip, and then pulled up the quilt on one side. , Covering his body, converging the disordered breath, whispered, "Go to sleep."

Lan Jingshu was also satisfied. He smiled at the corners of his mouth, rubbed lightly in her arms, held her hand tightly, and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian stared at his face, thinking, in his past, he was once a genius and young talent respected by the world, he has his own arrogance and perseverance, but all of this is when he enters the regency After the palace, after all these years of hard work, it has long been destroyed. She pushed away the blue silk pasted on his forehead, sliding her fingertips over his slightly drunk handsome face, and meeting her was his misfortune.

After a long time, Feng Aotian saw that he was already asleep, so he took care of the quilt for him, got up and left Jinxuan Palace.

Feng Aotian remembered the lonely figure of Shicai Yimu when she left, and she flew into the Meixiang Palace, and saw that Jingxi had just left, and she immediately entered the bedroom. On the bed, Yi Mu's eyebrows were still condensed. Melancholy, thin lips slightly hooked, ink-like blue silk scattered randomly, night wind blowing in from the screen window, rolling up waves, light gauze moving, like a picture of a drunken beauty.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and gently gathered the brocade covering his body, then turned to leave, but heard his thin lips lightly open, floating with a silky voice, "Even if it is deep, how can Yuan Qian..."

Feng Aotian paused slightly, turned around, and saw that he was still asleep, but with a light smile, he flew away.

Yi Mu turned a little, pulled the brocade on his body, and covered the face of the sickly Xizi, letting the cold wind hit him, but he was filled with endless sadness.

Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, and Father Cat and Meteor lay on the soft couch and waited boredly.

When she entered, Mr. Cat quickly got up and greeted him.

Feng Aotian didn't know why, Xu Shishi dispelled his thoughts in the wind, or at this moment, she suddenly felt a trace of loneliness, she raised her hand, and embraced the cat who came up to her arms. , Holding tightly.

"Master..." Father Cat felt the chill radiating from her body, and the faint loneliness, his heart was pulled at this moment.

"Hey, let the Lord hold me." Feng Aotian's soft voice appeared lonely, she weakly leaned her head on his shoulder, without the noble deterrence of the past, she was strategizing and energetic.

Meteor lay motionless on several cases on the soft couch, looking sideways, watching Feng Aotian's tired face, silent.

President Mao allowed her to hold, raised his hand, and stroked her back. He understood that she was not easy to walk this way, step by step is thrilling, step by step, calculating step by step, no matter how strong There are also moments of weakness.

His heart was bleeding, and he suddenly felt how selfish he was, every day, just blindly jealous, but never cared about what she wanted deep in her heart?

He slowly wrapped her waist around her, feeling her thinness, and his slender eyes flashed full of regret and guilt.

Feng Aotian took a deep breath, then let go of the cat's father-in-law, took his hand, and walked into the inner hall, "Master wants a bath."

The cat's eyes were sideways, staring at her slightly gloomy face, and quickly responded, "The servant will prepare now."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, raised her step, and walked to the side of the dragon couch, and then sat down. When she saw Feng Yinqi lying peacefully on the dragon couch, her eyes were dim, and then she raised her hand. Stroking his peaceful face, "opened a lot."

She couldn't help but think of the little figure of Uncle Wang who was always by her side and kept calling her, she suddenly felt stunned for a moment. She couldn't tell whether she was Feng Aotian. Or is it Li Ying, or is Li Ying Feng Aotian? But, now, what she can do is to move forward step by step, because there is no chance for her to look back.

She felt tired for no reason. She suddenly felt this way for some reason. Is it because these days are too tired? Still...

Feng Aotian pinched her eyebrows displeasedly, and stopped thinking about the inexplicable emotions that disturbed her thoughts. She raised her eyes and saw that the cat father-in-law had prepared the bath soup, "Master, the servant is waiting for you to take a bath."

Feng Aotian got up, suddenly, leaning in his arms like a child, letting him take it behind the screen.

The cat father-in-law was deeply distressed for Feng Aotian like this, he carefully removed the shackles from her, Feng Aotian immediately sank into the bathtub, and the cat father-in-law picked up the water and kneaded her arm. But she closed her eyes and said nothing.

He didn't stick to her and say jealous words like in the past, instead, he quietly served her in the bath. After the bath, he led her out of the screen, Feng Aotian lay on the dragon couch and raised his hand. , Took him into his arms, put his head in his arms, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, pulled Jin up, covered her body, turned sideways, looked at her in his arms, unspeakably sorry, what he must do to let her not Always bear everything alone?

The meteor lay on the soft couch and kept rolling, then suddenly got up, walked out of the bedroom, sat on the stone steps, raised his eyes and looked at the night sky.

Sixi stood on one side, knowing that the atmosphere tonight is not normal, so I didn't say much, just waited quietly.

The next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, he met the enchanting eyes of Father Cat. He stared at him blankly. She raised her hand and waved her long arm, embracing him in her arms and kissing him. The corners of the lips, "have not slept all night?"

"Master, what the minion has done is not good enough," Mr. Cat said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian condensed the emotions that were inexplicably radiated last night, and then hugged him tighter, "Why do you say that?"

The cat's gaze was restrained, and he leaned in her arms with peace of mind, "Master, a slave shouldn't just think about himself, be greedy for your taste, and guard you, but he should do something for the master. Yes."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he squeezed his shoulders, "Except for you staying beside the master, you can't leave, don't think about anything else."

The cat's mind trembled. He knew that the master must know something, and this matter is related to him, but he can't be so selfish.

Feng Aotian saw that he didn't answer, lowered his head, staring coldly at his eyes, shooting out a terrifying light, "Have you heard?"

The cat nodded slightly and raised a smile that was not so bright, "Minion, I've been a master all his life, and will never leave the master."

Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, lowered his head, sealed his soft lips, biting fiercely, she licked the smell of his lips, as if to vent her domineering.

Mao Gong gave a loud cry, put his hands around her waist, and raised his head slightly to cater to her strong kiss.

Feng Aotian left his lips, staring at his glamorous look like silk, and ran his fingertips across his lustrous lips, "In the future, if you dare to say something nonsense, the master will crush you. Up."

The cat father-in-law leaned weakly in her arms, but there was infinite sweetness in his heart. This sweetness was mixed with his hidden and inner bitterness. He knew that even if he fell in love with her again, but, After all, he couldn't stay with her forever.

The shooting star entered from outside the palace, entered the inner hall, and saw the two people hugging each other. They hurried forward, leaning against one side, smiling extremely brightly, "Holy Lord, if you can't afford it, today I can’t keep up with the early morning, and your beauties are all waiting outside."

Feng Aotian stood up, and then stood in front of the meteor, raised his hand, and patted him on the top of his head, "Mao Mao, in the future, he is not allowed to eat preserves."

"Yes, master." Mr. Cat responded in a low voice, then stood up and served her in dressing and washing.

The corners of Meteor's mouth were muttering, and he quickly yelled aggrieved, "Holy Lord, you are too cruel."

Feng Aotian ignored his cry, but took the hand of Mr. Cat and stepped out of the inner hall.

Although Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu were drunk last night, they also got up early in the morning, carrying their own thoughts, and now they are already waiting outside the hall.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that the two had entered, and then said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu bowed their heads slightly, "Yes."

Mao Mao had already walked over with the soup, and Si Xi had already prepared breakfast. After the meal was set, several people sat at the table and used breakfast.

Since there was nothing to say, it added a bit of a weird atmosphere. Mr. Cat is not the same as usual today, with a sour taste. Instead, he stands beside Feng Aotian obediently and serves him with all his heart. With.

After breakfast, the group went to morning morning.

Xing Wuyun got the order and ordered 200,000 horses in the morning to go to Fengqi Country. Wei Zimo never left the restaurant from start to finish.

He is not like a slaying and decisive general, but more like a prince going out on a parade in Beijing. There is idleness everywhere. Now, he is reclining and in the carriage, holding a cushion on one hand and a hip flask in the other. The corner of his mouth is still the casual smile, slutty wildly.

The 200,000 horses behind them, although they are dissatisfied with the four princes' sloppy behavior, they still have to show the style of a powerful country and walk forward in unison.

After Feng Ao’s world was in the early dynasty, Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu went to the Superintendent. Leng Peihan has been worried about Gu Yefeng’s safety since yesterday’s incident, and has been worried about Gu Yefeng’s safety. Last morning, she was even more worried, but she didn't have the guts to ask the emperor. Now, she can only wait to ask Lan Jingshu when she is going to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

"Big Brother Lan, what happened to my master?" Leng Peihan looked at Lan Jingshu and asked in a low voice.

"He was hurt a bit, and he is resting in the palace now. You don't have to worry." Lan Jingshu Wen replied.

Leng Peihan learned that he was okay, so he let go of his mind, condensed his worried look, and immediately became full of smiles. When he looked at Lan Jingshu's lips with bite marks, he couldn't help but asked in confusion," Brother Lan, why did your mouth break?"

Listening to Leng Peihan's words, Lan Jingshu was startled at first, and then quickly looked down, the roots of his ears were uncontrollably dyed with a faint pink, and then stepped forward and walked into the Metropolitan Procuratorate, "The weather is a bit dry." /

Leng Peihan listened to his answer, raised his eyes, glanced at the sky, and quickly replied, "It's a bit dry indeed."

Yi Mu followed Lan Jingshu in, and when he heard Leng Peihan's words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Obviously, he knew why the corners of Lan Jingshu's mouth were red and swollen.

He raised his eyes, stared at Lan Jingshu's red cheeks, and then whispered on one side, "It seems that some people were drunk and chunxin last night."

Lan Jingshu blushed even more as he heard Yi Mu's rare ridicule, raised his eyes, glared at Yi Mu, and speeded up his pace into the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Feng Aotian took off his dragon robe, changed into a light gauze and soft robe, and moved to Gu Yefeng's place. He woke up with Yi Mu early in the morning. However, due to Feng Aotian's order last night, He could only stay in bed, but he was entangled early in the morning, why he should be obedient, his injury is not serious.

When Feng Aotian stepped into Gu Yefeng’s house, he was pushing his wheelchair and walking to the bookshelf. When he saw Feng Aotian entering, he quickly turned his back to her and wanted to pick up a book from the bookshelf, but, I can't get it out.

A figure stood beside him, raised his hand, and picked up the book, but it did not put it in his hand. Instead, he flipped through it, looked down, and looked at him, "Don't want to see the Lord?"

Gu Yefeng quickly avoided the look she was looking at herself, curling her head, "No."

Feng Aotian leaned slightly and looked at him, "Then why do you ignore him?"

Gu Yefeng quickly pushed the wheelchair back, "It's just that I'm not used to being so close."

Feng Aotian smiled, raised his hand, put the book on his lap, and then pushed him, "Go out to enjoy the sun."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, stared at her looking at the eyes ahead, quickly put away his eyes, lowered his head, and firmly held the book on his lap. The two sat under the century-old locust tree in the courtyard, and he flipped through his hands. The scroll in the middle, with a focused expression, did not say a word, while Feng Aotian was leaning against the tree trunk, listening to the chirping of the birds.

So, after an hour, Feng Aotian raised his hand, picked up the fallen leaves on his shoulders, played with them in his hands, and then stared at him, "Master will send you back to the house."

"No, I think this place is good for reading." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, looked at her, and whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and followed him, "If you are tired, go back and rest, Lord is gone."

Gu Yefeng hurriedly put down the scroll he was reading unintentionally in his hand, and unconsciously pulled her sleeves, "Where is the emperor?"

Feng Aotian bowed his head, took his hand in his palm, bowed his head, and slowly approached him, "Reluctant to bear him?"

Gu Yefeng quickly turned his head and said stiffly, "No."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, then let go of his hand, and when he didn't notice it, he drank a little on the corner of his lips, and then quickly left, as if the kiss had never happened before, she was graceful Turned around and left the bedroom.

Gu Yefeng was stunned for a long time before slowly returning to his senses, raising his hand, stroking the corner of her kissed mouth, unconsciously raising a nice arc, and then holding the scroll again, looking at it in a very good mood .

Feng Aotian walked out of the palace and went to the Wind Clan. She never forgot and promised him to come and accompany him every day. When he saw him again, he sat as elegantly as yesterday. In the hot spring pool, letting the mist envelop him, he was still so sad or not happy.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, took him out of the hot spring pool, embraced him, and then led him into the house. As usual, he applied medicine to him, watching the fester gradually healed. Heart relieved a lot.

She changed his clothes again. This is his favorite crescent robe. She let him lean in her arms, she lowered her head, playing with his fingers that were a little swollen from soaking." Do you think the Lord is too greedy?"

She lowered her head and kissed his forehead. She could feel a cold invading her. There was a glimmer of light in her phoenix eyes, and she hugged him like this. After a long time, she placed him next to the hot spring pool again. , Turned and left.

Xuan Mo State, Chu Lingtian didn’t expect that Mrs. Chu would tell him about his marriage in such a short period of time, and she soon set a date for marriage, which is the sixth day of next month. However, at this moment, he didn't have a moment of joy in his heart. The shadow of Xue Ke still appeared in his mind. He suddenly knew that according to her temperament, even if he really got married, she would definitely not come. .

Thinking about this, he felt that he had done another stupid thing, but when he thought that he could no longer have any trouble with her in this life, he felt heartache.

Xue Ke is no better than other pregnant women. For two days in a row, she has started to suffer from morning sickness. Every night, she will be awakened inexplicably. Due to the toss of last night, she got up early this morning and lost energy.

Jin Yao looked at her like this and couldn't help frowning, "I think you should go back to Beijing, otherwise, I will worry about you."

Xue Ke curled her lips quickly and looked at the breakfast in front of her, but she didn't have any appetite, "Isn't it nice for me to be with you here?"

"Not good." Jin Yao shook his head, "It really hurts to see how you look."

Xue Ke quickly smiled, "Isn't this good for me?"

"Really?" Jinyao naturally heard from the father-in-law that Xue Ke was pregnant. She was distressed, but she knew Xue Ke's temperament better. No matter how difficult it is, she will After giving birth to this child, she could only let her go. However, in the past two days, seeing that she was only pregnant for one month, she was already disturbed and could not fall asleep, which made her hate Chu Lingtian even more. Extremely good.

While the two were talking and laughing, Feng Qianning came over and passed the letter paper in her hand to Xue Ke, "Look at it."

As for her identity, other than Feng Aotian knew about her, others still didn't know her, and they still regarded her as Princess Qianning.

Xue Ke took the letterhead. After seeing the contents, Shi Cai's smiling face stiffened. Then, she pushed the letterhead to the side, picked up the chopsticks casually, and ate breakfast on her own. After taking a sip of porridge, he felt nauseous, got up and rushed out of the camp.

Jin Yao took the letterhead, looked at the content inside, got up, then turned around, and left the camp.

"Where are you going?" Feng Qianning hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Jin Yao. Jin Yao, who had always been calm, now has a gloomy face and has the posture of smashing someone into pieces.

Xue Ke wiped the corners of her mouth, stepped into the camp and looked at Jin Yao, "What's wrong?"

"Xue Ke, do you know what you are doing?" Jin Yao looked at her as if nothing had happened, said in a deep voice.

"Isn't it that Chu Lingtian is getting married? I didn't have anything with him." Xue Ke said casually, seeming to be talking about others, but the hand that held the Jinpa tightly, It exposed her emotions at the moment.

Jin Yao knows Xue Ke better than her. Of course, she knows that Xue Ke is just holding on. Only because of this, she will feel distressed.

She darkened her eyes, then turned around and sat beside Xue Ke, "If he dares to marry another, I will definitely kill him."

Xue Ke looked at Jin Yao indifferently, "He can marry another, I can marry again, I have no relationship with him for a long time."

Jin Yao picked up the bowls and chopsticks, looked at Xue Ke, and ate dinner without saying a word.

Feng Qianning looked at the two people in front of him, and then sat down, "I just got the news that the four princes of Le Qiguo led 200,000 horses."

Jin Yao and Xue Ke raised their eyes and looked at Feng Qianning, "Princess Qianning, the humble post has just received news."

Jin Yao suppressed his anger and restored his former calmness.

Xue Ke looked sideways and looked at Feng Qianning, "The four princes are the old acquaintances of the master anyway. If they really fight, our master will take the lead, so don't worry."

"It's just that the Yuluo Emperor hasn't responded yet, it's really strange." Feng Qianning couldn't help but said.

Jin Yao and Xue Ke fell into deep thought because of Feng Qianning's words.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, who were far away in the camp, also got the news of this sensation. Although they were puzzled about why the emperor would openly post to the two countries and marry him, they knew that the emperor did so. Naturally, there is reason for her, but Le Qiguo's 200,000 army cannot be underestimated. When the time comes, who will let them go to war?

"Master, the four princes of Le Qiguo have already led the troops on the expedition." Seeing Feng Aotian's return, the soul quickly reported to one side.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "It's good to be here, I want to see his real ability."

President Mao stood on one side, raised his eyes, and saw that Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu had returned. He looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, slave, go to prepare lunch."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then listened to the report of the soul.

"Master, it seems that Nan returns to China to raise troops." The soul whispered.

"Well, let's raise troops. Since Nan returns to the country to throw himself into the trap, how can it be done?" Feng Aotian smiled deeply.

"Master, the four princes, are you going to deal with it yourself?" The soul thought, the master has not yet summoned General Leng and General Mu back to Beijing.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes tick slightly, "Is Qicheng still stable now?"

"It has stabilized, but there are still some old ministries of the royal family waiting for opportunities to rebel?" Soul whispered.

"Then leave it to Jin Yao and the others." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes." The soul answered.

Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu walked in. After yesterday’s incident, Leng Peihan became a little more afraid of Feng Aotian. Now, he dared not be casual as usual, but bowed his head and stood quietly. one place.

Feng Aotian looked at a few of them, moved his finger towards Lan Jingshu, "Come here."

Lan Jingshu thought of Shicai Leng Peihan's words, and Yi Mu's teasing, her face turned red, her head bowed, and she walked over, before she got even closer, she was gently pulled by Feng Aotian and taken into her arms. .

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and lowered her head, not daring to look at her, she curled her lips and smiled, then whispered in his ear, "Why are you shy? Who was drunk last night? Very proactive?"

Lan Jing's face turned redder when she heard the book, she leaned in her arms, bit her lip, and did not dare to reply.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, raised his chin, and stared at him, "It seems that the Lord was too gentle to you last night."

Lan Jingshu followed Feng Aotian's gaze, and quickly pressed her lips, "The emperor, it's time for lunch."

"Hungry?" Feng Aotian whispered.

Lan Jingshu felt that there was infinite ambiguity in these words, and quickly looked down, "Yeah."

"Okay, have a meal." Feng Aotian got up, took Lan Jingshu's hand, and walked to the table.

Yi Mu kept his head down and followed behind him. Leng Peihan didn't dare to make too many moves, but sat cautiously, not as lively as before.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her like this, "Is your injury healed?"

"The minister is okay." Leng Peihan still has a pain in her chest, but she hasn't listened to Lan Jing's words, resting at the mansion, and coming to the morning court early in the morning. She doesn't want to shame her elder brother again.

Feng Aotian didn't go into details, but picked up the vegetables and put them in the bowl of Lan Jingshu, "If you are hungry, eat more."

Lan Jingshu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Feng Aotian looked at him shyly, with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, raised her eyes, and looked at Mr. Cat looking at her justly and sadly. She raised her hand and held his hand, "Sit down. "

"Yes." Mr. Cat sat down quickly and said nothing.

Feng Aotian knows that he has something on his mind, so he no longer asks more. Because of the meteor, there is no candied fruit, and he is very depressed. Even looking at the food in front of him, he is full of infinite sadness, and his head is dull. Eat without saying a word.