This Lord is Too Cruel: 172 When did you round up with the Lord?

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The Lord is too cruel, 172 when will you conquer the house with the Lord?

Feng Aotian let him, how could she not know his temperament? However, she didn't want to point it, everyone should have their own thoughts, he just wanted her to accompany him more, thinking of him and Mu Hanyao guarding the border, but there was a thought for her in his heart. Thinking, I'm afraid that the war in the future will be imminent, they are all worried, and there are not many days to be with her. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian put on his waist, rubbed lightly on his neck, and said in a low voice, "If you are tired, go to bed with your master."

Leng Qianye replied warmly, "The emperor, you are getting married."

He didn't have any doubts, but just stated the fact. Only he knew how much envy, helplessness, and jealousy there was in this sentence.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Why, you want to marry the Lord?"

Leng Qianye nodded, "Isn't it because the minister marries the emperor?"

"Which one do you think is more realistic?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and there was a faint soft light between them.

Leng Qianye opened his eyes slightly, and those eyes were full of light, and his thin lips were slightly hooked. It is unrealistic to fall in love with her, let alone marry him?

"It's the same for anyone who marries and whoever marries. It's always the minister's heart that falls on the emperor's place." Leng Qianye raised his arm and hugged her tighter, "I would like to marry the minister."

Feng Aotian wondered when he was so indifferent? She smiled, "In my place, you are the only one to marry? To marry or not to marry?"

"Will there be a big wedding then?" Leng Qianye looked down and looked at her, but he actually cared.

Feng Aotian drew a circle on his chest, "As long as you want, I will do it for you."

"Okay." Leng Qianye listened to her answer without hesitation, and the smile raised at the corner of his mouth became brighter. In fact, all he wanted was her words. She cares, as for her to do it seriously. It's just a beautiful dream.

When Feng Aotian fell down, she pressed him into her arms. She painted his beautiful eyebrows and smiled, "At the border, you must protect yourself, you know?"

Leng Qianye nodded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian lowered his head, printed his lips, biting gently, with a bit of nostalgia, a bit of pity, a bit of lingering, and her complex emotions were mixed.

Leng Qianye slowly closed her eyes, and her body became skewed, and she was dropped on the bed. He lied to him, printed her lips again, and carefully sucked in.

Grandpa Cat always stood outside the hall, raised his eyes, and looked at the sky. In fact, they all looked like they were going to have a big wedding, and he wanted more than them.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye, "Do you really plan to rest like this?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye was greedy for her beauty and didn't want to get up.

Feng Aotian watched him becoming more unwilling to get up now, raised his hand, grasping his pulse, his eyes frowned, "Go to sleep on the dragon couch, your breath is unstable now."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at her, and finally replied helplessly, "Yes."

Feng Ao was on the soft couch and helped him to step into the dragon couch slowly. He was lying on the couch and looking sideways, he saw the sleeping Lan Jingshu, he just fixed his eyes on her.

Feng Aotian immediately got on the dragon couch, lying between him and Lan Jingshu, separating the two of them. She held their hands and whispered, "Both rest early."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye was also a little unable to hold it, really tired, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at his indifferent face, smiled deeply, turned her eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu, very quiet, she raised her eyes and looked at the top, but there was something in her heart that they couldn't notice. Thoughts.

The next day, Feng Aotian got up early and saw that Lan Jingshu and Leng Qianye had woken up. She smiled and looked at them both, "Don't sleep more?"

"The minister is okay." Lan Jing got up and got off the dragon bed.

Leng Qianye looked at him, "Just wash up here, the clothes are there."

"Yes." Lan Jing replied, then turned and went to clean the face.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye, "Where are you?"

"The minister is innocent." After all, Leng Qianye has internal strength, so after taking a rest for a night, plus Feng Aotian's medicine, now it is much better.

"This morning, it is really lively." A magnetic voice sounded, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Xing Wuyun leaning against the door of the inner hall with his hands around his chest, his peachy eyes narrowed slightly. Look at her.

Feng Aotian's mouth turned into a wicked smile, "It looks like I haven't slept all night."

Xing Wuyun don't poke the center of the matter, smiles more charmingly, "Chen recognized the bed."

Feng Aotian pointed to his side, "Well, why don't you come to sleep?"

"The minister not only recognizes the bed, but also recognizes the person." After Xing Wuyun said, he turned and walked out.

Feng Aotian looked at him amused, and looked sideways, and saw Leng Qianye staring at her.

"Look, what do you do?" Feng Aotian raised his hand, shook his hand, and asked in a low voice.

"I just think the emperor has been a lot happier these days." Leng Qianye also replied with a smile.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You all stay safe and sound by your father's side, and your father is naturally much more happy."

Leng Qianye held her hand, "As long as the emperor is happy."

He likes to see her unscrupulous smile, no calculation, no gloom, no deterrence, just a simple smile from the heart.

Feng Aotian got up with him, Mr. Mao had already walked in with the soup medicine, "Master, take the medicine first."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, took the decoction, raised his head to drink, turned his eyes, looked at Leng Qianye, "wash it."

"Yes." Leng Qianye always held her hand. At this time, he wanted to be domineering and rogue once, and he wanted to just ignore other dissatisfaction and rely on her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and cleans the face. Leng Qianye used the same basin of water with her. After the two of them washed, the cat served Feng Aotian and dressed properly. Leng Qianye walked to the closet and looked inside. All kinds of clothes, and a row of purple brocade robes.

"Master likes to see you wearing a purple shirt." Feng Aotian looked sideways, watching Leng Qianye standing still in front of the closet.

Leng Qianye stretched out his hand, took out a set of purple brocade gowns, and then put them on. The size was just right, and it fits perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Feng Aotian is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and Qi Yuxuan is a little more beautiful. She stood in front of him and gestured around his waist, "You are thin again."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, "Fortunately, the minister will make it up."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, raised his eyes, and saw that Lan Jingshu had stepped out of the inner hall, and was sitting with Xing Wuyun drinking tea.

Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye’s hand and walked out of the inner hall, and walked in front of the two of them. One was an unruly noble son, the other was a gentle scholar, and the other was an indifferent general. Is a variety of leaders, pleasing to the eye.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and watched as Father Cat has ordered people to prepare breakfast, and at this time, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu have also arrived. Standing outside, each has its own merits. Nowadays, there are beautiful men gathered together. feel.

Xing Wuyun looked at the group of people in front of him, and couldn't help but say, "The emperor is really rich and beautiful."

Feng Aotian is noncommittal, but proudly said, "Master thinks too."

Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, then got up and walked to the table on his own. Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu, "It's rare to be so lively."

Gu Yefeng also thinks it is very lively. The people in front of him are more handsome than the other, he is the most common one among them, thinking about the ones who have not come, or the future may be by the emperor’s side, Compared to them, he is really the most ugly one.

Feng Aotian looked at them sitting at the table, raised his hand, and took the hand of Mr. Cat, "You are sitting too."

Pluto Mao answered softly, "Yes."

He immediately sat down, still not forgetting to bring vegetables to Feng Aotian, and perhaps because of Mu Hanjin, Feng Aotian had a different feeling. She raised the tea cup in her hand and looked at the beautiful men in front of her. "Actually, there is one thing I really want to say."

She swept across the faces of everyone, and whispered, "I am very happy to have you by my side."

Everyone was taken aback, raised their eyes, and their eyes all fell on her. Perhaps, in their hearts, for Feng Aotian, it is only natural for Feng Aotian to have one more person to accompany her. They thought They want to get her heart, but they are afraid to get it. Such entanglement is repeated in their hearts, biting and torturing, but they still get in without turning back. Sometimes, even they don’t know. , What are they in her heart?

Her words, although very common, have touched their heartstrings. Now they are just thinking that with her words, even if they die immediately, they will die without regret.

Everyone raised their water glasses, Feng Aotian continued, "Master uses tea instead of wine, to respect you."

They looked at her, the smile on the corners of their mouths was bright and moving. They raised their heads and drank the water in their hands. They felt that the plain and tasteless water was now very sweet.

This breakfast was used very peacefully, there was no noise, no catharsis, and some were just plain, everyone just used breakfast silently, without saying a word.

Feng Aotian looked down, maybe, many times, all they need is a word from her.

The father-in-law cat raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. He knew that she had been very lonely over the years. She was carrying too many things on her back. Sometimes, she was overwhelmed by a man. Unable to bear it, and as a woman, she is alone. She has the courage of a man and the tenacity of a woman. Now, she can open her heart to accept the sun. He feels that even if he feels uncomfortable in his heart, As long as she is happy, he is happy.

After breakfast, a small figure suddenly came in, and Feng Aotian watched the meteor lying weakly on the soft couch, panting heavily.

She stepped forward and sat beside him, "What's the matter?"

"That Lu Yunxiu is really cunning." Meteor raised her head, looked at Feng Aotian, and hurriedly fell into her arms, pouting the corners of her mouth, her eyes filled with tears, she looked like she wanted to cry but not crying.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Meteor was almost hurt by her." Meteor twitched his mouth, feeling aggrieved when he thought of being talented and almost being hit by that woman.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What did you notice?"

"She is in the capital now." Meteor looked at her, "Meteor chased her, but she escaped."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "What is she doing when she comes back?"

Meteor looked at her, "Holy Lord, the breath on her body is not perceptible to Meteor, so I don't know how to judge."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun, "People are here to find you."

Xing Wuyun couldn't help but feel a headache. No wonder it was a trouble when I saw Lu Yunxiu for the first time. Now, it is really a trouble.

"The emperor, isn't she the master of the Nishang Gate?" Xing Wuyun asked, looking at her.

"Don't pretend to be a fool here." Feng Aotian retorted bluntly.

Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, "The minister just doesn't want to think about it. Isn't it against Leng Peihan that she is back now?"

"Master is not sure." Feng Aotian thought that Lu Yunxiu was not stupid, but deliberately exposed her identity to her. Then, there must be a conspiracy that she didn't know.

Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun, thinking about when such a person appeared, and suddenly asked, "Is that Lu Yunxiu the woman who gave the marriage?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Leng Qianye frowningly, "What does it have to do with me? I am not a fourth prince now."

"Then why should she pester you?" Leng Qianye looked like he was watching a good show, thinking that Xing Wuyun was watching their good show in the past, but now, it is really Feng Shui turning around.

Xing Wuyun then stepped forward and sat beside Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the minister does not care about this matter. If she dares to pester the minister, then you will kill her directly."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are really willing."

"The minister is not willing to do it himself." Xing Wuyun said directly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Not willing?"

Xing Wuyun helped his forehead look at the sky helplessly, and then replied, "I just don't want to see her, lest she be broken into pieces."

Feng Aotian was only deliberately quarreling with him. How could she not know Xing Wuyun’s thoughts on other people, there was a sly in her eyes, she raised her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "In the past few days, Peihan is in the wine There should be nothing wrong with the father-in-law, so you can take advantage of this gap and rest more."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, feeling that he was completely ignored, and hurriedly wailed his throat.

Feng Aotian heard the cry and looked at the shooting star, "With your skill, you are more than enough to deal with her, why did she almost hurt her?"

Meteor saw Feng Aotian take care of him, and quickly stopped crying, staring at Feng Aotian with tears, "She cheated."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master, I will vent your anger."

"Hmm." Meteor nodded, and then sobbed a few more times, "Holy Lord, Meteor is hungry."

Feng Aotian looked at him, took out the silk kerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Let the cat prepare food for you."

"Yeah." Meteor nodded and set his gaze on the cat.

"I know you can do this." Father Cat took a step forward, took the meteor out of Feng Aotian's arms, raised his hand, and put his hand against his forehead, "It's ready, let's eat. "

"Yeah." Meteor looked at the dishes on the table, smiled suddenly, quickly picked up the chopsticks, and ate with relish.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The person who appeared last night shouldn't be Lu Yunxiu, and he won't be from the Nishangmen."

"Why do you see the emperor?" Xing Wuyun didn't think so, but who else would?

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "Is it right? You don't know the most."

Xing Wuyun looked at her, a little helpless, "The emperor, when do you want to tease the minister?"

"How about the whole life?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said.

"Okay." Xing Wuyun was still frowning, and now, completely scattered, restoring his former free and uninhibited smile.

Lan Jingshu took a step forward, bowed and said, "The emperor, ministers wait and leave first."

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "I will be back after noon."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, leaving the imperial dormitory with Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu and heading to the court.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Did the emperor take the wrong medicine this morning?"

Now, everyone is still immersed in the words that Feng Aotian said in the morning. He looked down and looked at Gu Yefeng, "Don't you feel happy?"

Gu Yefeng looked at him, "Happy, but this is not like a word from the emperor."

Just because it is too rare, it makes him feel unreal.

Yi Mu looked down. He still remembered Feng Aotian's words this morning, but, did he really include him in this sentence?

The three of them had nothing to say, and went to the Metropolitan Police in a carriage.

Now, Xing Wuyun and Leng Qianye are the only ones left in the Emperor's bedroom, as well as Father Mao sitting on the side of the meteor.

Xing Wuyun then got up, "The emperor, the minister also resigned."

"Go." Feng Aotian nodded, knowing that he would go to Duke Jiu's place every day.

Xing Wuyun got up, approached Leng Qianye, the two looked at each other, and he left the imperial palace.

Leng Qianye stepped forward and sat beside Feng Aotian, looking at her, "The emperor, can you accompany the ministers out for a walk?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Okay."

The cat raised his eyes, watched the two leave, and sighed quietly.

After the meteors were full, the mood became very good. He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat and sighed. He couldn't help asking, "Mr. Cat, what's wrong with you?"

The cat looked at the meteor, "It's just a little emotional."

Meteor nodded, "I think that although Lu Yunxiu is not an evil person, he can't get rid of the evil person."

The cat looked at the meteor, "What did you find?"

"It just senses the breath in her body, it's definitely not decent." Meteor Jing whispered as she jumped off the chair and touched her belly.

The father-in-law also got up, and the two of them walked to the soft couch, the meteor leaped slightly, and sat on the soft couch, poured a cup of tea for themselves, and looked at the father-in-law, "Are you hiding something? Me?"

Pluto cat looked at him, "What do you want to know?"

"You have been worrying about it these few days, it seems that something is going to happen." Meteor looked sideways, looked at Father Cat, and said out of doubt.

"If one day, I'm not with the master, can you promise me one thing?" Mr. Cat looked at him and said in a low voice.

"Okay." Meteor nodded. He knew that everyone has his own fate, and Mr. Cat is no exception.

"Keep the master well." Father Cat looked at him and said.

"Okay." Meteor nodded and responded readily, "But, how do you know that you will not always be by the Lord's side?"

"At that time you will know." Father Cat looked at him and chuckled. He had a reason to leave.

Meteor nodded, "I understand."

Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye's hand and walked in the palace.

"How about going to the palace with your master?" Feng Aotian remembered the picture of him wearing purple clothes and dancing swords in the wind. It was really noble and elegant, proud and independent.

Leng Qianye nodded slightly, "Okay."

The two flew to the Prince Regent’s Mansion, Xuanluo and Qinghui Pavilion. Although it was late autumn, the scenery was still awkward. She stood on the arch bridge and looked at him, "Dance the sword for the Lord."

Leng Qianye nodded in response, and then flew out, the long sword was out of its sheath, the purple clothes fluttered, still the face like dust, the ink hair is like a waterfall, and the ethereal is like an immortal, the way is endless and otherworldly, peerless And independent arrogance.

Feng Aotian likes to look at Leng Qianye like this, he should have such nobility in his bones, his sword aura is put away, his long sword is sheathed, he turns lightly and falls in front of her.

Feng Aotian pulled out the silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the sweat from his forehead, holding his hand, "I only need to dance the sword to show him in the future."

Leng Qianye nodded, "Okay."

He raised his arm and hugged her, and the two of them hugged each other like this, listening to the sound of birds singing, the sound of clear water and cold pools, the sound of bamboo forest whirling...

Lu Yunxiu has not heard from that day, and Nishangmen hasn't heard anything. As for Xing Wuyun's announcement of the dissolution of the marriage contract, there has been no response from Nishangmen.

Leng Peihan woke up two days later, but he forgot what happened in those few days, and the clue to the matter was broken.

Leng Qianye accompanied Leng Peihan back to Leng Mansion, and stayed in Leng Mansion for the past two days, accompanied by Mrs. Leng.

Feng Aotian would go to the Feng Clan in the past two days to feed Mu Hanjin himself, and his complexion gradually improved.

For these two days, the members of the Feng Clan were able to move freely, and naturally they knew the affairs of the world, and reported them to Mu Hanjin one by one, and Mu Hanjin knew about it. In a few days, Feng Aotian will It's getting married.

He leaned in her arms, "The emperor, are you going to get married?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Yeah."

She understood that she couldn't hide anything from him, and she never intended to hide it.

Mu Hanjin said warmly, "Congratulations to the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked down and looked at him, "This is the first person to say congratulations to the master."

Mu Hanjin knows what happened these days, and he also knows the entanglements. He feels sorry for her. Even if she wants to get married, he will still bless her heartily, because after experiencing these, let He understands that as long as she is happy, it is his greatest happiness.

Feng Aotian feels even more pity for Mu Hanjin like this. She lowered her head and drank his lips, "Master now only hopes that you can get past it sooner."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly. It was still so elegant, but a little more clear. Maybe, after seeing everything, it was calm.

He leaned quietly in her arms. For him, being able to live and stay with her well was already the greatest gift from heaven to him.

Feng Aotian hugged him, "The second death is not far away, and I will be by your side."

Mu Hanjin trembled, raised her eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, will you come when you die the second time?"

"Of course, you can't be without a master." Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at him, and bit his earlobe, "How can it be without a master."

Mu Hanjin certainly didn't know the ambiguity in her words. He now wonders if he wants to have fun with other women in front of her? Thinking of this, he shivered with cold.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, both distressed and helpless. She didn't want to tell him, but now, she can't say anything before things are foolproof.

Don't get the time, gave him hope, but greeted disappointment.

Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, "Don't think about it."

Mu Hanjin listened to her, and she told him this phrase "Don't think crazy" every day, but she couldn't help him not think about it.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "If you have a master, don't worry about anything. You are the master, and you can only be the master, whether it's body or mind."

Mu Hanjin remained silent, his heart is always hers, but what about his body?

Feng Aotian lifted his jaw and forced him to look at himself, "Did you hear what the Lord said?"

Mu Hanjin nodded and said, a pale smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "The emperor, the minister will always be yours."

Feng Aotian hugged him, "Just understand."

Mu Hanjin is full of bitterness, but he can only endure it. It is better to live than to die. To stay alive, at least he can stay by her side and look at her.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I want you to live well."

Xing Wuyun's body has improved a lot in the past few days, so Feng Aotian was sent to become the leader of the guards, but one person caught his attention, that was Tsing Yi.

Xing Wuyun, wearing the official robes of the Imperial Guard, stepped into the Imperial Palace, and saw Feng Aotian talking and laughing with Leng Qianye.

He then sat next to her, taking off the burden of his body, "The emperor, what's the matter with that Tsing Yi?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"I just think it looks very beautiful." Xing Wuyun looked at her and said lightly.

Leng Qianye naturally knew who Tsing Yi was, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, do you plan to keep him forever?"

"My master promised, but he changed his mind." Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye.

Leng Qianye pondered for a moment, "But, after all, he..."

"Master said, give him three years, even if he has something to hide from him." Feng Aotian remembers the helplessness in his eyes when he saw Tsing Yi for the first time, even if he pretended to be good , The most real emotion in those eyes cannot be hidden, so she is willing to give him a chance, even if he has always been thinking about killing her.

Xing Wuyun probably knew the origin of this Tsing Yi, and looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister does not allow any danger in this palace."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Don't worry, he can't hurt him."

Xing Wuyun leaned weakly on her shoulder, "The emperor, the minister is tired."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Go and change clothes."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun nodded, then got up, walked into the inner hall, changed into a clean goose-yellow brocade gown, and walked over refreshingly.

Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun like this, and said with a smile, "I think you are very talented in this palace, how about going to the border with me to kill the enemy?"

Xing Wuyun knew that Leng Qianye was teasing him and didn’t care, but said indifferently, “No, I don’t like those days of fighting and killing. Besides, I’m not idle now, Master. Today I finally taught me how to make wine."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "Well, I want to be the first to drink your wine."

"Okay, the minister must make a jar of wine that is unique in the world." Xing Wuyun still leaned on Feng Aotian's back, looking lazy.

Feng Aotian didn't take it seriously, raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Are you going to wait until the grandfather is married before going back?"

"The emperor is not willing?" Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at him and asked, even if he was not the one who was married, he still wanted to stay and participate in her first wedding.

Feng Aotian smiled lowly, "It's all you want."

Leng Qianye smiled lightly, glanced at Xing Wuyun on one side, and the two naturally tacitly understood.

Meteor came back from outside, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, when would you let Meteor go and see the little white snake?"

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

"Meteor missed him." Meteor looked at Feng Aotian and missed it for a few days. He had a bad premonition, "Holy Lord, Meteor has sensed the instability of the little white snake's breath."

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor and thought that the little white snake had been in the golden scroll for the past few days, but it seemed that she hadn't awakened yet. Maybe it was that too much skill was consumed that day. She touched the head of the meteor, "Ye Jin Everyone will take you to see."

"Okay." Meteor quickly smiled upon hearing Feng Aotian's words.

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor and wondered why this little devil was so good to the little white snake?

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "Look at what I do?"

"Nothing." Xing Wuyun then retracted his gaze, leaning on Feng Aotian's back, closing his eyes.

Meteor curled his mouth, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, when will I go?"

"Supper." Feng Aotian couldn't help but laugh when looking at Meteor's impatient appearance.

Leng Qianye looked at the scene in front of him. He was envious. After all, it should be very lively to be able to stay by her side like this, but he was destined not to be by her side like this.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye thoughtfully, and smiled and asked, "Tomorrow, the third prince will arrive in Beijing, do you want to accompany you to see?"

"Okay." Leng Qianye thought. He has never seen the legendary third prince. It is said that he is as beautiful as Xuanyuan Yu, the number one beauty in the world.

Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "The emperor, what's so good about him? Besides, wearing a veil all day long, you may not be able to see his true face when you go."

Feng Aotian looked sideways, "Who said I haven't seen him?"

Xing Wuyun quickly opened his eyes, sat up straight, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Have you seen the emperor?"

"Almost." Feng Aotian looked at him, "However, anyway, with skin close, it is not much difference."

Xing Wuyun stared at Feng Aotian dumbfounded, and when he remembered why Wei Zimo was so furious when he heard Feng Aotian's name at the first time, he wished to take Feng Aotian off eight pieces. Unexpectedly, he was really given by her. ...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his voice and laughed, "Haha...haha..."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun with a frantic smile, and asked, "Why do you laugh like this?"

"If you know, every time the minister mentions you in front of him, he will be so angry that he wants to kill someone. You will know why the minister laughed, because it is so funny." Xing Wuyun laughed more and more. His arrogance, tears burst into his eyes.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Lord is he despised?"

"It's more than disgusting, it just made him mad." Xing Wuyun thought of Wei Zimo's expressions and actions in those days, and he smiled even more.

Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun curiously, and couldn't help but wonder, is it so funny?

Leng Qianye has never seen Xing Wuyun's smile. It is too obvious that he is gloating. Now, he is even more curious about the third prince.

"Do you know the Third Prince?" Leng Qianye said indifferently.

Xing Wuyun looked at Leng Qianye, "More than knowing..."

Leng Qianye looked at him, "It seems that you have a deep friendship with him."

"Well, when you see the real person, you will know." Xing Wuyun still couldn't help smiling.

Feng Aotian watched him laugh like this, and said slowly, "If you let him know that you laugh at him like this, I guess he will have to chase you for three days and three nights again."

Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, and quickly stopped smiling, "The emperor, the minister is not happy."

"What are you happy about?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "Wei Zimo is not happy now."

"How did you know that he was unhappy?" Xing Wuyun said quietly, "Is the minister very happy to see him?"

"He's very happy to marry him?" Feng Aotian thought. According to Wei Zimo's temperament, he must treat this as a bargaining or bargaining chip in exchange for something.

"It's better than in the Yuluo country." Xing Wuyun thought that he and Wei Zimo had their own helplessness. Wei Zimo's biggest wish was to escape the control of the Yuluo Emperor.

Feng Aotian did not respond, but raised his eyes and looked at him, "I saw him tomorrow, you can tell him in person."

"That's still forgive." Xing Wuyun hurriedly smiled and asked, "The emperor, when will he arrive tomorrow?"

"In the morning." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "You are not easy to come out recently, so you don't have to go."

Xing Wuyun shook his head quickly and said, "The minister is going, why, I will be a family in the future."

Feng Aotian looked at him funny, "A family?"

"That's natural. Anyway, they are all people who live in the palace." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor, how about letting him move to the palace next to the minister?"

"Choose the place you are waiting for, Lord will not interfere." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Anyway, he will not be lonely with you."

The cat father-in-law came in and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, these three princes are the first to give you a wedding ceremony. Compared with Lan Shifei and Yi Shifei, you have to give him What rank?"

Feng Aotian looked at Grandpa Cat, "He treats his father the same, and does not distinguish between positions. What was in the past will be the same in the future."

"However, this is against the system." Mr. Mao couldn't help but replied, "I am afraid that it is not allowed in this court."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "What does the Lord say? Come to the Lord if you want to die."

Pluto cat listened to her and knew that in her heart, for them, they all wanted to be treated equally. This kind of decision is the best for them, but stay in the palace, If there is no position, then it is a bad name.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at them, "I feel wronged by my father's side? Do you feel bad name?"

Xing Wuyun continued to lean on her back, "The minister does not care about these false names."

"So does the minister." Leng Qianye stated his position. Instead of giving him a dispensable status and becoming a restraint of himself, he is not as comfortable as he is now.

Pluto cat looked at her, "Master, the slave is too worried."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master knows your thoughts. In front of your master, you don’t need to pretend, you don’t have to worry about it. It is what you usually have. People, that will do."

The cat nodded, looked at Feng Aotian, and smiled.

Xing Wuyun and Leng Qianye naturally like the feeling they are now and do not want other changes.

After dinner, Feng Aotian took the meteor to the Wind Clan, and when she walked into the hall, she saw the golden scroll appearing dark black, her eyes sank, looking at the wind and the wind on the side, " When did this happen?"

"Three hours ago." Feng Qingchui responded, and they didn't know why the gold scroll suddenly changed color.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, raised his hand, placed it on the gold scroll, and sucked the little white snake out of the gold scroll, and saw the little white snake dying against her arms.

Meteor hurried forward and hugged the little white snake from Feng Aotian's hand, "Holy Lord, what's wrong with it?"

"The internal force is consumed too much." Feng Aotian looked at the little white snake, "put it on top of this."

"Yes." Meteor hurriedly put the little white snake on the table, Feng Aotian raised his hand, covering the body of the little white snake with his palm, took out a dagger, cut his finger, her blood dripped on the little white snake's snake On his body, he saw that the white of his body had turned to crimson, and Feng Aotian then poured blood into his body with his internal strength.

Meteor stood on one side, raised his eyes, and looked straight. After a long time, Feng Aotian put away his internal strength and saw that the crimson on the body of the little white snake faded to white.

Little White Snake opened his eyes slowly, and then closed weakly. The meteor stroked the head of Little White Snake, "Little White Snake, you have to hold on."

Feng Aotian then put the little white snake into the gold scroll, "It will be done in a few days."

"Hmm." Meteor nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, are you okay?"

"Nothing." Feng Aotian looked at him, then turned around and walked into the house.

Little White Snake hurriedly followed, and the two of them stepped into the house. Meteor saw a man lying on the bed. He was dressed in a crescent brocade robe. The curtains covered his face. But just looking at it like this, you can feel To his elegant temperament.

The meteor passed Feng Aotian, and rushed to the bed in a swift smoke. Looking at Mu Hanjin, although his complexion was a little pale, he was still beautiful, and his silver hair made him even more dusty.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and saw the shooting star, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Are you?"

Meteor blinked his eyes, stared at Mu Hanjin for a long while, turned his head, looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, is he the clan leader of the Wind Clan?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and said, already walking to his side, sitting on the bed, and holding Mu Hanjin in his arms, "He is a little devil, just call him a meteor."

"Meteor." Mu Hanjin looked at the meteor and called out softly.

Meteor looked at him and said, "It is better to see once, no wonder it makes them feel jealous after hearing it."

Mu Hanjin was startled, listening to the words of the meteor and raising his eyes, he saw Feng Aotian looking at himself dozingly, his eyes drooping slightly, obviously a little embarrassed.

Meteor has no scruples, and looks at Mu Hanjin intimately, "Hey, I ask you, when will you conquer the house with the Holy Master?"

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