This Lord is Too Cruel: 149 Gifts to Xing Wuyun (two more)

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The master is too cruel, 149 a gift to Xing Wuyun (second more)

"Who?" Xing Wuyun was startled slightly, still carrying the hip flask, reclining and inside the carriage, bright yellow clothes, a little messy placket, revealing lustrous skin, his mouth has a wild smile, a pair of peach blossoms The eyes raised slightly charmingly. Shu Chi Wuyan

"She said that... used to be by the lake... took your clothes..." the general said awkwardly.

Xing Wuyun just raised his head and took a sip of wine. Listening to the general's words, he swallowed abruptly and coughed slightly along the way, "Bring her."

"Yes." The general bowed his head and walked forward.

After a while, I heard footsteps approaching here. Xing Wuyun was still sitting lazily in the carriage, and then I heard the beautiful voice of the woman, "Master Xing, long time no see."

Xing Wuyun opened the curtain of the car and looked at the woman standing outside the carriage. He couldn't help but feel a headache. At this time, he least liked seeing people who had something to do with Feng Aotian, and, this woman, still...

"I don't know why Princess Qianning came here?" Xing Wuyun asked indifferently, apparently in a tone that refused to be thousands of miles away.

Feng Qianning didn't care about it, but replied with a smile, "Does Master Xing want this princess to stand here and talk to you?"

Xing Wuyun immediately walked out of the carriage and fell in front of her, looking at the stalled team in front, "Keep walking."

"Yes." The general standing not far away responded, and the brigade moved forward vigorously, while Xing Wuyun stepped forward, leaning against the tree, tilting his head for a while. The breeze blows and blows his goose-yellow clothes. He drank the wine casually, the fragrance of the wine filled him, he was really a romantic and suave noble son.

Feng Qianning looked at such Xing Wuyun with a deep smile, and then said, "If the emperor sees you like this, he will definitely eat you."

Listening to her frivolous words, Xing Wuyun spouted a sip of wine and stared at her, "Isn’t Princess Qian Ning normal? Why is she still talking nonsense?"

Feng Qianning sighed quietly, then turned around and stood beside another big tree. She raised her eyes, the clouds were light and windy, without a trace of waves.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If Brother Huang is ruthless to you, he will let you leave when he knows your true identity?" Feng Qianning said, squinting at him.

"Princess Qian Ning came here, just talking about these things?" Xing Wuyun felt depressed when he heard the three words Feng Aotian, and couldn't help feeling a little bored. He looked up, took a sip of wine, and met Feng Aotian. He has never been free and easy.

Feng Qianning looked at Xing Wuyun’s expression, her eyes turned slightly, and then said, “The emperor asked this princess to come here to ask you, the second lady of the Lu family, now in the palace, if you want , The emperor will send it to you."

When Xing Wuyun heard this, he took a deep breath again. He played so many tricks, didn't he just want to get rid of that woman and send her back, isn't this a clear threat to him?

"Don't." Xing Wuyun refused decisively.

Feng Qianning tutted twice, "I've seen Lu Yunxiu, a standard lady, her words and deeds are really gentle and virtuous, and she looks good, so why don't you look down on it?" /

Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, yeah, why doesn't he look down on it? If it were in the past, he would definitely be happy, but now, whenever he sees a woman, the shadow of Feng Aotian will appear in her mind, she is like a ghost, and she will never leave.

Feng Qianning saw that he was silent, her eyes turned, and then she asked, "Are you not interested in women now?"

"Nonsense." Xing Wuyun said coldly, "My son lingers in the land of fireworks, and there is never a lack of women around him. Isn't he just a second lady? Every lady, how can you understand boudoir music? This son naturally sees Not on."

Feng Qianning laughed while listening to his words, remembering the task the master had given her, and continued jokingly, "Hey, the emperor asked this princess to give you this."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at her, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, thinking about how Feng Aotian had ever thought of giving him something, remembering that the last time she saw the lotus picture she painted for Ye Meixi, He thought about you so much, he felt unhappy, unhappy, and a little bit jealous for no reason, but later, he figured it out, but he still remembered the matter still fresh.

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and saw a brocade box popped up in Feng Qianning's hands and handed it to him. He took it suspiciously, opened it, and saw that inside the brocade box was a person carved with wood, wearing A goose-yellow brocade robe, his eyebrows resembled him, he looked at it, his eyes were dyed with joy, but the corner of his mouth curled, "Isn't this something to coax a woman? Why give it to me?" /

Feng Qianning also didn’t know why the master wanted to give him this, but when she watched him caressing him with unpleasant words, she sighed again, hey, the master went out, how could it be impossible? of.

Xing Wuyun looked at another piece of paper in the brocade box, opened it, and said, "I will also carve one according to my master."

After Xing Wuyun looked at it, he murmured again, "My son has forgotten what you look like."

Feng Qianning saw that his stiff mouth was completely inconsistent with Su Ri's free and unassuming temperament. Then, she put her hands around her chest and looked at him without saying a word.

Xing Wuyun felt Feng Qianning's gaze, raised his eyes and stared at her, "What am I doing?"

"You have a time when you are not free and easy." Feng Qianning shook his head, then turned around, "Anyway, it's still a long time, so I'll sculpt slowly, don't worry."

Speaking, he flashed away and left.

When Xing Wuyun saw her leaving, he was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Who said this son is not free and easy, this son is very free and easy."

While talking, throwing away the hip flask in his hand, looking at the puppet in his hand, a cheerful smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, and then he quickly converged, then tapped his toes and shuttled through the woods on the side. Then, he found a southern pine tree. With a wave of his arm, a strong wind blew by. Then he saw the southern pine tree fall down. He picked the best piece of it, looked around, and flew to catch up with the people ahead. , And then fell into the carriage.

Then, he placed the carved wooden figure beside him, then took out the dagger, closed his eyes, and the figure of Feng Aotian appeared in his mind. He then opened his eyes irritably and looked. The doll on his side sighed again, and then sculpted it quietly.

Feng Qianning stood on the big tree on one side, and saw Xing Wuyun Shicai's behavior clearly, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Dubious words."

Le Qiguo’s flag moved with the wind, and the brigade continued to drive forward slowly. Xing Wuyun stared at the wood in front of him very intently, carving it carefully, even he didn’t know how his expression was. Seriously.

Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi returned to the palace, no meteors chirping beside them, on the contrary, there was a bit more tranquility and ease.

Feng Qiguo, Feng Qianning had already returned to Qicheng. It was getting late. When she fell, she saw Jin Yao waiting for her.

She stepped forward and looked at her, "Will you rest?"

"Waiting for the princess." Jin Yao looked at Feng Qianning and continued.

"Oh." Feng Qianning nodded and looked at her, "I went out."

After listening to her, Jin Yao knew that it was definitely the master's arrangement, and then he stopped asking more questions, then turned around and walked into the house.

Xue Ke just finished vomiting and leaned weakly on the bed. Chu Lingtian looked at her with a terrible expression, and distressedly wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, "How can I keep on doing this?"

Xue Ke looked at him with a worried look, her heart was warm, she shook his hand, "It's no problem, it's the same if you are happy."

Chu Lingtian knew that she was comforting himself, but he knew better in his heart that what Mr. Cat said must be true. He held her hand and embraced her in his arms, "I will be with you ."

Xue Ke nodded with warmth in her heart, "Okay."

In the past few days, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao have had trouble sleeping and eating. After all, Le Qiguo's affairs are always hanging in their hearts.

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, "Why didn't you say that the emperor hasn't moved yet?"

"Now that many days have passed, according to the schedule, in half a month, the people of Le Qiguo will come, but they are not here." Leng Qianye couldn't help but worry.

The two looked at each other, but it didn't help, because they didn't receive Feng Aotian's order.

Feng Qianning came in, looked at the two, and then thought of Xing Wuyun, and then said, "The two generals haven't rested yet?"

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao met the visitor and saluted respectfully, "See the princess!"

"This princess is going to rest first." Feng Qianning nodded slightly and walked to the West Courtyard.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao watched Feng Qianning leaving, "Today, I didn't see her."

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye suspiciously and whispered.

"She must have something to hide." Leng Qianye is still skeptical about Feng Qianning. After all, the village in the desert is a descendant of Fengqi Kingdom, and the emperor has restored her title as a princess. Let her be here, she is not today, it should be related to the emperor.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Let's wait patiently for this matter."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "You said, what is the emperor doing now?"

Mu Hanyao's stern face flashed with a soft light, "No matter where she is, there must be someone by her side."

"Yes." Leng Qianye replied quietly, "How happy it is to be able to be with her at all times."

Mu Hanyao responded slightly, and the two raised their eyes, looking at the stars in the distance, their thoughts drifting away.

In the imperial palace of Fengqi State, Mr. Mao, who is alone and sleepless, simply came to the side courtyard of Mr. Jiu, lay down on a recliner, and stared at the sky in a daze.

The cat's father-in-law sat beside him without saying a word, just quietly busy with his own affairs.

"Old drunkard, what do you think the master is hiding from me?" Father Cat couldn't help but asked.

Duke Jiu just said in a light tone, "The master did this, of course she had her plan."

The cat turned his eyes and looked at him, "However, I am worried that something will happen to the master."

Duke Jiu looked at the distance indifferently, "The time is also fate, the time that should come will always come, even if you know it, it will only increase your troubles."

Mother Cat listened and didn't think about it. However, without these doubts, he missed her even more, thinking that she was not by her side, and felt cold all over.

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and stared at him, "The more you care, the more afraid you are to lose. Sometimes, you can only get it if you let go."

Papa Cat listened quietly, but became more upset, got up from the recliner and flew away.

In the past few days, Gu Yefeng has been a little lost for some reason. Since Feng Aotian left, he has felt as if he lacked something in his life, dull and tasteless.

Yi Mu just finished busy, walked in and saw him in a daze by the window. He stepped forward and stood where Feng Aotian stood that night, looking at him, "How do I know, you like to be in a daze lately? ?"

Gu Yefeng returned to his senses, withdrew his thoughts, and sighed quietly, "It was not caused by someone."

Yi Mu naturally knew who he was talking about, and smiled softly, "It's not great to have someone you miss."

Gu Yefeng grabbed his hair irritably, and threw the unturned book in his hand to one side, holding the window sill with both hands, "What do you think I should do?"

Yi Mu leaned against the window, stroking the place she had touched that night, and whispered, "Do whatever you want, it's not very good."

Gu Yefeng sighed heavily again, "You said, why should I...how...to her..."

"What are you talking about?" Lan Jingshu's voice sounded at this moment, and he was seen walking forward slowly, with a slight smile on his mouth.

Yi Mu looked sideways and glanced at Gu Yefeng who was full of sadness, "Someone is hurting Acacia."

Gu Yefeng hurriedly got up and retorted, "Don't talk nonsense, who hurts Acacia, how can the thoughts that are only in my daughter's family be placed on me."

"You don’t have lovesickness in your life, you will love love, you will hurt lovesickness. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flocculent, the air is like a gossamer, and a ray of fragrance is here. I hope that the golden wandering child will be. When is it? When the light is half-dark, and when the moon is half-bright." Yi Mu's soft voice sounded, raising his eyes, looking at the top of the willow on the moon, a wisp of breeze blowing, hair moving with the wind, his face was sad , Whispered sentimentally.

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu as if something was on his mind these few days, then stepped forward and looked at him, "You have become more and more sad these days."

Yi Mu looked back and looked at Lan Jingshu, "I don't always do this."

Gu Yefeng also saw the clue, and then said, "Yi Mu, are you on your mind?"

Yi Mu turned his eyes and chuckled, "Well, it does, but I can't say it."

Lan Jingshu looked at him, "Well, since we all can't sleep, sit down and talk about the wine?"

Gu Yefeng also felt that he was waiting for himself, so he would think about what he had been so upset, and quickly responded, "Okay, I haven't drunk for a long time. Tonight, I won't be drunk or return."

Yi Mu still smiled softly, "It's just what I want."

The three seemed to be tacitly aware, just drinking and talking about poetry, and did not say anything else.

In the imperial palace of the South Returning Kingdom, a small figure was shuttled through the various palaces of the harem without a moment's pause.

Wu Yueguo, Feng Aotian embraced Ye Meixi, sitting on a soft couch, leaning against the window, and the cold moon breeze blowing on the two beautiful faces, Ye Meixi leaned in Feng Aotian’s arms, but I feel extremely at ease.

"Master, I really want to live like this forever." Ye Meixi couldn't help but whisper.

Feng Aotian bowed his head and dropped a light kiss on his neck, "Yes."

Ye Meixi nodded, looked sideways, raised her hand, and stroked her face, "Master, is Meixi too greedy?"

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Master likes your greed."

Ye Meixi raised her hand, put the ring in her hand, raised her eyes, and looked at her, "Master, this is the treasure of the town when returning to China."

Feng Aotian covered his hand and stroked the ring, "Do you know the origin of this ring?"

Ye Meixi nodded and said, "I know that my father stole this for the mother's condition."

"Then you know that the treasure of this town, if it weren't for the imperial family to return to the country, wouldn't it be able to unlock the aura within this ring?" Feng Aotian said immediately.

Ye Meixi was taken aback for a moment and looked at Feng Aotian, "I mean, my father is a member of the royal family who returned to China?"

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"That Meixi..." Ye Meixi said quietly.

"It should be." Feng Aotian nodded, "It's just that the wizard Si Xueyi really is the royal family who returned to China, yet to be verified."

"What if so?" Ye Meixi thought, all the wizards of the Wuyue Kingdom came from the Wuyue Kingdom. How could his father be a returnee from the South?

Feng Aotian continued, "Wait a minute, I will find out."

"Okay." Ye Meixi leaned in her arms, he was the only support he lived in this world, he could not have this Wuyue Kingdom, but he could not live without her.

Ye Meixi leaned quietly in her arms, raised her eyes, and looked at her, "Master, Meixi will never be willing to leave you."

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, can she hold up the sky?

"If one day, you discover that the Lord is not as strong as you imagined, what should you do?" Feng Aotian asked his face lightly, and asked in a low voice.

"Meixi will stand in front of the master and help him support him." Ye Meixi played with the blue silk on her chest.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Okay."

This night, the two of them hugged and slept. The next morning, Ye Meixi got up and went to the morning court, while Feng Aotian stayed in the palace alone, waiting for the meteor.

Ye Meixi got off the morning dynasty, and just stepped into the bedroom, she learned that the southern returnees had reached the border. When she saw the body of the envoy sent, she began to clamor.

Ye Meixi stepped into the palace, took off her dragon robe, put on a brilliant red brocade robe, and then leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, Nan returned to China and started."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "Well, it's so good. You can pass the order and let the people at the border give Nan Huiguo a head-on blow, and then retreat into the city gate, just defending and not attacking." /

"Okay." Ye Meixi knew that she already had a plan.

It wasn't until midday that I saw a small figure falling on Feng Aotian's feet, and there was black green under his eyes, tears in his eyes, rubbing against Feng Aotian's thighs, crying.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, "What's the matter?"

"Woo..." Hearing Feng Aotian's voice, Meteor hurriedly raised his head and started crying.

Ye Meixi cried as soon as the meteor came in, then looked at the tattered clothes on his body, the blue silk on top of his head had been burned, and he could smell a scorched smell, and his face was even more scorched. The layer of gray, this look, coupled with the crying, is really pitiful.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Is it done?"

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, lowered his head, and wiped Feng Aotian's brocade robe with his nose and tears, raising his eyes, his eyes were already swollen with tears, and he was extremely wronged.

Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes and stared at him, "It's done, why are you crying?"

"Meteor thought that I would never see the Holy Lord again." Meteor thought about last night, he was almost treated as a monster and burned alive. Fortunately, he ran fast, thinking about it, he cried more and more uncomfortably, holding Feng Aotian's thigh, hold on.

Feng Aotian listened to his cry, then raised his hand and touched his hair, "has been found?"

"Hmm." Meteor nodded, "The last one was found."

"At a glance, it was discovered by the Emperor Nanhui." Feng Aotian took out the silk kerchief and wiped the black gray on his face.

Meteor opened his round eyes, eyes filled with tears, sobbing silently, and nodded, "Um..."

"Why did you shave his hair as well?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank and said in a low voice.

"It's shaved, all his body is shaved, even with that place." Meteor said with a pouting mouth.

Ye Meixi's mouth twitched as he listened to him, and then said, "You are really ruthless."

"Hmph, who told him to burn me alive." Meteor raised his eyes, snorted at Ye Meixi, then looked at Feng Aotian, and shed tears again aggrieved.

Feng Aotian chuckled and said righteously, "Yes, it's a good shave, I dare to burn you, it's light if you don't castrate him."

Meteor nodded, and cried again holding Feng Aotian.

Ye Meixi looked at him, unavoidably a little headache, thinking, provoke anyone, can’t provoke him, in case one is not careful, he lowers his head and looks at himself, hurriedly doing well in time, aiming at the meteor A brilliant smile appeared, "Are you hungry?"

"Hmm." Meteor bit his lip, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, rubbing his nose while nodding.

"Passing food." Ye Meixi hurriedly raised his voice.

Chuxia and Xianghan, who were standing outside the hall, naturally heard the conversation inside, and felt that this little devil looked harmless. He didn't expect it to be so cruel, so he didn't dare to neglect, and quickly went to prepare meals.

Feng Aotian wrinkled her brows when she saw that she was rubbed by him. However, thinking about his escape from the dead, she was naturally aggrieved, so she didn’t care about him, but instead gave him Hug, "Go to dinner."

"Hmm." Meteor struck, replied, holding Feng Aotian's neck, not letting go for a moment.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and remembered that the Emperor Nanhui must be so angry at this moment that Qiqiao was full of smoke, and his heart was relieved a lot.

Meteor bowed his head and looked at Feng Aotian's mouth with a small smile. He turned his head quickly and ignored her, but he still hugged her neck. When he saw the delicious food on the table, he immediately showed a smile. However, still holding Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian sat down holding him and looked at him, "Let’s eat."

Meteor sucked his nose, then took the bowls and chopsticks and feasted, regardless of Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi.

Ye Meixi looked at him, then at Feng Aotian, "Father, do you think the Nanhui Emperor would suspect that Meixi sent someone there?"

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Who can believe that a little devil can have such a great ability."