This Lord is Too Cruel: 174 Wei Zimo’s Compromise

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Master is too cruel, 174 Wei Zimo's compromise

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you want to tell him?"

Leng Qianye just looked at her quietly, without saying a word, he couldn't say anything that was too sensational. Now, I just want to look at her like this and keep all her expressions in his mind, no matter if it is cold-blooded Ruthless, or gentle. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian always had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at him, "Is it enough?"

"No." Leng Qianye shook his head and replied softly.

Feng Aotian raised his hands, covered his cheeks, leaned forward, his face close at hand, his eyes facing each other, but infinite attachment.

I have to say, if Leng Qianye doesn’t speak, if he doesn’t wear a battle robe, like this, a lavender brocade robe, handsome face, otherworldly temperament, especially the pair of cold as cold jade His eyes are even more indifferent to the world. Wherever such a man is placed, there is a beautiful landscape. He can have the most beautiful things in the world, and the beauty and beauty are all around him, but , He went to the battlefield with blood on his hands. He just put away his own edge and was willing to fall in love with her. He took this step and abandoned the eyes of the world, subverting the law of male superiority and inferiority, just for her.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at all his expressions. She admitted that she was a hard-hearted person. At the beginning, when approaching them, she had her own purpose and calculation. She stood in the highest In power, she wants to look down on the world, she wants to put all the good things into her own hands, and she wants everyone to surrender and seek government in her position. As a hegemon, even if there are three men Qian Jiali, what can't she do?

However, in this competition, she also learned how to grow, what it means to be true to each other, and the warmth of human feelings. She is no longer a shadow of others, no longer a wandering soul, they comfort each other With a lonely and floating heart, she is by nature cold, but now, she feels what is called warmth.

She looked at him and said softly, "In the heart of the Lord, you are all equally important."

Leng Qianye burst into a smile like a spring breeze, like a thousand-year-old snow mountain, melting at this moment, it is so dazzling, white and flawless.

He took her into his arms, an emperor, a strong man, she can have their bodies, but she still cares about their hearts, how can she let him not love, love, and love ?

Leng Qianye never knew what it was. With the ups and downs over the years, he has forgotten what love is and what is love. She has given him fatal destruction, but he has given him fatal love, but he is powerless To resist, he can only follow his own heart and pay each other with all his heart. He knows that he is completely finished. Only because of her in his arms, only she can warm his dry heart, without being mixed. .

The intersection of them started in revenge. At that time, he hated her very much. However, everything that happened afterwards made his heart fall with her until he reached the point where he couldn’t help himself. He had also resented, resented, and struggled with pain, but he still approached her recklessly. Now, he is more sure of his own heart. He is glad that he did not back down at the end, glad that she caught him in time. Gave him a hug.

Leng Qianye smiled between his eyebrows, he just hugged her tightly. At this moment, his whole body seemed to exude a light called (forbidden word) the depth of love, covering them , For a long time not willing to go away.

Mao Mao came in with the soup medicine, raised his eyes, and saw Leng Qianye’s smile that resembled a spring rain. The corner of his mouth twitched. This kind of smile is unique to him. Let me ask someone who doesn’t like to laugh. How can you not fascinate people with such a smile?

Feng Aotian leaned against Leng Qianye's arms and could feel his beating heart. She chuckled, "I plan to hold it like this and not let go?"

"Don't let go." Leng Qianye's tone was firm, and he looked down and said without anyone else.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Master is going to take medicine."

Leng Qianye refused to let go. He just hugged and raised his eyes, and saw that the cat father-in-law had walked over, stood by Feng Aotian's side, and passed the medicine to her.

Leng Qianye lowered his eyes and looked at the decoction. Although she knew she was conditioning her body, she didn't know when to drink these medicines, and what is the use?

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye's suspicious expression, she raised her head and drank, and Mao Gonggong retreated out wittily.

"Want to know why Lord takes this medicine?" Feng Aotian approached Leng Qianye and whispered.

Leng Qianye looked at the cunning flashes in her eyes, and seemed to understand a little bit, but he still pretended not to understand and nodded.

Feng Aotian's hand moved slowly along his waist until it touched...fingertips...with a deep playfulness and ambiguity...

Leng Qianye's body was tight, but motionless, letting her act recklessly, she already understood the meaning of her words.

His eyes flickered, "My lord, haven't you really been with anyone yet?"

Feng Aotian hooked his neck, "Master's body is ruined by martial arts, and it needs to be treated."

Leng Qianye’s cold eyes flashed through Huaguang. Obviously, every time he was teased by her, she would always involuntarily avoid it, but every time he went further, she would cleverly avoid it. He thought, She didn't want to touch him. It turned out that it was because she had never really touched anyone.

Obviously, when he heard such news, the excitement in his heart was beyond words. He couldn't help asking, "When will the emperor take care of it?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Why? So anxious, I want to climb onto the bed?"

Leng Qianye's face was uncontrollably stained with crimson. This was the first time Feng Aotian saw his shy appearance. She was immediately happy and looked at him, "Almost."

Leng Qianye listened to her, thinking, he is far away at the border, I am afraid that it will take a long time to meet again, then...

Feng Aotian slowly approached, looked at him, and suddenly became playful, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Leng Qianye was stunned, and then he remembered that he didn’t understand the **** between men before, so he knew the mystery after reading a book, and occasionally went to the Lianren’s Hall and saw it with his own eyes. At that time, I felt a chill, but, for some reason, when I saw her, I felt that feeling disappeared. He just wanted to get closer to her.

"The minister hasn't tried it, I don't know." Leng Qianye replied truthfully.

Feng Aotian smiled deeper, her fingers slowly slid down from his back, and then whispered in his ear, "Would you like to try?"

Leng Qianye suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe and closed his eyes quickly, but approached her. Maybe he would adapt, but it was still unnatural, "The emperor wants to try, so try."

Feng Aotian wrapped his hands around his waist, "Fool, I can't bear it."

Leng Qianye was stunned again, looking down, looking at her, "The minister is reluctant to hurt the emperor."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Will Lord give you a chance?"

Leng Qianye's mouth was dyed with a smile, and looked down at her, "The emperor, the minister would rather hurt himself."

Feng Aotian thought. She said her identity earlier, but she didn't have such fun. Now, she feels very happy to hear them say this.

Leng Qianye sighed secretly. It seems that he still can't bear that kind of passion. He always feels a little weird...

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, playing with the blue silk on his chest, "I will leave tomorrow, and I will live in the mansion tonight. Over the years, the one who owes you the most is Mrs. Leng." /

Leng Qianye moved his mind and nodded slightly, "Yes."

He didn’t know that over the years, it was his mother who was affected. However, he has his mission and responsibilities. Some things are helpless after all. He can’t give his mother the children and grandchildren he wants. In his heart, he is already treating her elderly The biggest debt is.

Leng Qianye waited until the night was getting darker before leaving the Imperial Palace and returning to the Leng Mansion.

Xing Wuyun spent a day in the wine jar at the place of the wine father, dragging his tired body and stepping in.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't go with Wei Zimo?"

Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor is willing to leave?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You think you don't know what you are, and you dare not go back. Now, he has resumed martial arts. You are worried that he will find you to fight and relieve his breath after he goes back."

Xing Wuyun was poked by Feng Aotian, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and then sat beside her, "Chen has lived in the Imperial Palace these days."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Why are you not allowed?"

"The minister should die here." Xing Wuyun gritted his teeth and said, looking at Feng Aotian, and then revealed a charming smile, "The emperor must be reluctant to die."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you don't go, then I will go."

Xing Wuyun disagrees, as long as he does not go, love whoever.

"The emperor is your own way." Xing Wuyun leaned lazily on the soft couch, squinting with bright peach eyes, smiling badly.

Feng Aotian looked at him with this look, and said in a light tone, "It's not bad that the Lord took him to the Imperial Palace."

Xing Wuyun hurriedly got up and looked at her, "The emperor, you don't want to see your courtier."

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun really anxiously, and smiled openly, "Aren't you good now?"

Xing Wuyun clutched his chest and Ai Ai said, "The emperor, the minister has not healed from this injury. If you really fight him, the minister can't hold it."

Feng Aotian looked at his pitiful appearance, thinking that Wei Zimo was going to get angry, and he really didn't care about it, and then said, "Then I am still stunned by what to do, and I don’t want to wash it up later. Meal."

"It's better for the emperor to treat the minister." Xing Wuyun slapped his flattery, got up from the soft couch and rushed into the inner hall.

Pluto Mao looked at Xing Wuyun and curiously said, "Master, he is becoming more casual now."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Not very good."

The corner of the cat's mouth twitched, "It's pretty good."

Meteor sat opposite Feng Aotian and looked at her, "Holy Lord, those three princes are so beautiful, they are on par with Xuanyuanyu."

Feng Aotian looked at him, why did he suddenly bring up Xuanyuanyu, "What did you mention him for?"

Meteor thought of Xuanyuan Yu, and then said, "I just thought that he was the number one beautiful man in the world, so I blurted it out."

Feng Aotian thought about these days, Xuanyuanyu has been silent, as if things have never happened before, and he doesn't care about the outside situation, but only deals with the affairs step by step. The quieter and quieter, it means that Xuanyuanyu is getting more and more. Is not simple.

She raised her hand and stroked Meteor’s head lightly, "In the heart of Lord, Lord’s people are beautiful."

The corner of Meteor's mouth curled, "Holy Lord can really speak."

Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, and Yi Mu just finished reviewing the memorandum and walked out, listening to Feng Aotian's words, but they were silent.

Feng Aotian looked at the three of them, thinking that they had been silent since seeing Wei Zimo's demeanor this morning. Therefore, she said this specifically, but to relieve them.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at her, and said warmly, "The emperor, the memorial has been reviewed."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then raised his hand, and then dragged him into his arms, "Isn't the master by my side these two days, can you sleep well?"

Lan Jingshu looked down and said in a low voice, "Everything is fine."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, in front of everyone, sucked at the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "Really?"

"Yes." Lan Jingshu panted, breathlessly answering.

Feng Aotian got up, took his hand, and walked to the table.

Xing Wuyun immediately sat beside her, raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu with a sullen face, and then looked at Gu Yefeng's sullen face, without saying a word, he smiled cunningly.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's just that someone's face turns dark." Xing Wuyun said unhurriedly.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his waist, "It's not that I am hungry, I don't need to eat."

"The emperor, when you are eating, don't move your hands or feet to your ministers." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, but the words were extremely ambiguous. Everyone was watching Feng Aotian's talented actions. inner.

Feng Aotian thought that Xing Wuyun was becoming more and more unscrupulous now, and her eyes flashed, "If you speak again, Lord will throw you back to Xingyun Palace."

Xing Wuyun quickly stopped speaking, raised his eyes, and saw that the meteor sitting opposite was looking at him gleefully, he stared at him fiercely, and then immersed himself in his meal.

Feng Aotian personally picked up the dishes and put them in the bowls of Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu. He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Mao, "Sit down and have a meal."

"Yes." Father Cat immediately sat down, and everyone ate quietly.

Xingyun Palace, Wei Zimo had already recovered his internal strength. He got up from the bed, looked down at the clothes on his body, but unexpectedly raised his sleeves and placed it between his nose and sniffed. It seems to be looking for the familiar breath.

He stepped up and looked at the palace in front of him. It was cleaned up specially, there was not even a trace of dust. The sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard was fragrant, but he just glanced lightly, and then returned to the main hall. Sitting on the soft couch.

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" A black figure fell down and asked with his head lowered.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "Shicai was stopped?"

"Yes, but soon, I will let my subordinates in." Sombra replied shortly afterwards.

"Well, step back." Wei Zimo's tone was still cold.

"Yes." Seeing that he was safe and sound, the shadow stepped back.

After a while, two handsome attendants came in, who had served him since childhood.

"His Royal Highness, the emperor said, you have come here all the way, and you must be unaccustomed to many things, so you let the minions stay by your side, and there are several attendants he specially selected outside the temple, if you Dissatisfied, he sent back." The waiter in front of him is called Tingfeng, the older one, and Tingyu, the younger.

"Where is Xing Wuyun?" Wei Zimo asked herself.

"Young Master Xing is now in the Imperial Palace, and several concubines in the palace are now in the Imperial Palace." Tingfeng replied in a low voice.

"Does he plan to come back?" Wei Zimo couldn't help but increase his voice.

"This...the servant doesn't know." Listening to the wind whispered back.

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "Are you afraid that I would eat him?"

For the unfamiliar environment today, Wei Zimo is really uncomfortable. In all his restaurants, there is a separate courtyard for him, and the layout is exactly the same, so that he can Finding a sense of steadiness, he is an extremely picky person. The more picky, the more it shows his lack of security in his heart.

Looking at the palace in front of him, everything is not familiar to him. He was a little flustered, and a sense of helplessness arose in his heart, which made him unable to help but get up, stepped, rushed out of the palace, raised his eyes. Looking at the endless corridor in front of him, he lowered his eyes, letting the cold wind blow, and hit him on his thin body, bright red, but with endless loneliness.

Tingfeng and Tingyu stood beside him. The two of them served him since they were young. Naturally, they knew that his current mood, even the two of them, were uncomfortable in such a strange environment. , Not to mention Wei Zimo.

He stood outside the palace for a long time, but he didn't want to move a step or go back. He was like a lone soul wandering in this lonely palace, looking for a place to live.

Feng Aotian was eating dinner, when she heard the report from the soul, she got up and walked out of the emperor's bedroom.

Xing Wuyun looked at the back of her hurriedly leaving. He naturally knew Wei Zimo’s current thoughts. The reason why he didn’t go back was not because he was afraid that Wei Zimo would start a fire and do something with him, but he wanted Wei Zimo to get involved. Recognize your heart and let him know what he wants most.

Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you afraid of the Third Prince?"

Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "If you provoke someone to lose their temper, he will act on you, fight with you for three days and three nights, chase you everywhere, are you afraid?"

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "Unexpectedly, the third prince is such a temper."

"Everyone has a different point of venting. He just chose the most direct and violent method." Xing Wuyun said casually, but his words hit their minds.

Yeah, they are not depressed, they don't control themselves, it's just that everyone vents differently.

Meteor was lying on the soft couch, listening to the conversation between the two in front of him, and then looking at the father-in-law Mao, and suddenly felt that Xing Wuyun was the one who lived most freely in it.

Feng Aotian saw Wei Zimo who was at a loss standing on the corridor from a distance. She stepped forward slowly, stood in front of him, and looked directly at him.

Wei Zimo's loose eyes slowly condensed. He raised his eyes and looked at her. The face hidden by the veil was faintly confused. He condensed his mind and unexpectedly stepped back. Keep your distance.

Feng Aotian gradually approached, and then strode forward, standing in front of him, he continued to retreat, she continued to move forward, so that Wei Zimo had already returned to the bedroom, Feng Aotian still walked forward, you He has been forced into the corner of the wall between coming and going. He leaned against the cold wall, raised his eyes and looked at her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and slammed his arm, and he crashed into her arms. He was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at her, "What's the use of you forcing me like this?"

Feng Aotian clasped his waist and hugged him, perhaps standing in the wind for too long, his body was so cold, and her brows frowned, so she hugged him into the palace.

Listening to the wind and hearing the rain, they looked at each other, because, have they ever seen His Royal Highness be so close to others? Although His Highness is reluctant, but he didn't struggle? How is this going? They couldn't help feeling that this Emperor Fengqi was indeed different.

The two of them stood outside the hall, not daring to enter, the main hall door was closed, Feng Aotian hugged him and sat on the soft couch, holding his slender fingers in his palms with both hands, bowed his head, breathed, and gently Rubbing it.

Wei Zimo sat in her arms like this, but felt awkward. With his stature, she was taken into her arms, obviously uncoordinated.

He wanted to break free, but he was stunned by her gentle behavior. The people around him kept away from him. No one dared to get close to him, but he resisted all those who were close to him. After being hurt, he has carefully protected himself over the years, but when he met her, it seemed that all his habits had been broken by her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, hugged him, poured hot water, and then placed it in his palm, "Standing at the wind vent, I am not afraid of catching the wind and cold. I don’t want to see a sick beauty when he is married. ."

Wei Zimo lowered his head and looked at the hot water in the cup. The mist sprayed on his face. He only felt that his body was not so cold.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "He was thinking of giving you a gift. It seems that it's going ahead now."

She said, she got up and took his hand, "Remember, only the master can hold your hand, and only the master can touch your body. As for your veil, the master will not force you." /

Wei Zimo listened to her and wanted to take her hand out of her hand, but met her cold eyes, he said coldly, "Why should I listen to you."

"Just because you are the Lord's person now." Feng Aotian said the fact that could not be changed, "And, you forgot what you said today, let the Lord not leave you?"

Wei Zimo is not used to being so close to Feng Aotian. He turned his head and his face was stained with pink unnaturally. He then remembered what he said, he didn't know why he would treat her at that time...

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "Even if you don't want to, I won't let go of your hand easily."

She led him, walked forward, stepped out of Xing Wuyun Palace, and continued to walk west. Not far away, she saw a palace called "Floating Dream".

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at the name on it, turned his eyes, looked at her, "What does it mean?"

Feng Aotian pretended to be mysterious, and took his hand into the bedroom, and saw that the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as the one he had lived in before. His eyes flashed with astonishment, but the roadside was more paved. With enchanting flowers.

Feng Aotian's voice slowly sounded, "This Manzhushahua was finally found by the master. However, it is difficult to survive. Fortunately, it has not yet been spent."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her. No one had ever treated him with such care. He couldn't help being a little moved. He squatted, his fingertips brushing the dazzling red in front of him, and he whispered, "The other shore is blooming. , I can do nothing in front of the bridge. Looking down at the hometown, forget the river and sell the Meng Po beside the three-life stone. Nirvana is in love with the devil, and the life is like a dream. Only the rest of life dances the sun and the moon, and the white horse crosses the gap and sings the wind.

He turned his eyes and saw Feng Aotian already squatting beside him. He smiled and said, "This flower is too sad, do you want me to forget my previous sadness?"

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Isn't it better to start again?"

Wei Zimo closed his eyes and smiled sadly. How easy is it to forget?

Feng Aotian raised her hand and took him into her arms. She understood many things. In this world, they all have their own unavoidable needs, but how difficult is it to take a step?

Xing Wuyun used his own blood and death to pay tribute to the past before putting everything down. What about Wei Zimo? What about the pain and pain in his heart?

Wei Zimo pushed her away abruptly, then stood up, dashed into the hall, closed the door, raised his eyes, and saw that the interior furnishings were so familiar. In the hall, it was him. The incense for daily use, the tea set for daily use, and the furnishings should be familiar to him. Her meticulousness can always crush and collapse the fortress he has built over the years. He weakly Leaning against the door, he wanted something else, he just wanted to be the master for once, he just wanted freedom.

Feng Aotian stood outside the door and could not hear any sound in the room. She just stood with her hand in her hand. It seemed that he was indifferent and unintentional. In fact, he was just afraid of hurting. So, while escaping, what she can do is , Must press hard step by step, let him face it.

She raised her hand and waved hard, and the door was pushed open. Wei Zimo half-kneeled on the ground, with her arms curled up, and his head buried in his arms. He just felt cold.

Feng Aotian stepped forward slowly, hugging him, "If others see you like this, it won't be a joke."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why do you treat me so well?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You are the Lord's person, so he is naturally kind to you."

Wei Zimo sneered, "Isn't it for the wealth in my hands."

"If the Lord wants you, you are not your opponent." Feng Aotian looked at him, but it was too distressed. She stroked his eyebrows, stroked the cinnabar between his eyebrows, and leaned forward. A light kiss fell on his forehead, "You know the abilities of the Lord, if the Lord wants it, now, most of the wealth in your hands is in the hands of the Lord."

Wei Zimo is still puzzled, "But, you and I don't have too much intersection, why?"

Feng Aotian lifted him up from the ground, took his hand forward, and sat on the soft couch, "This is your destiny and my destiny. You and me will be entangled in this life."

Wei Zimo turned his eyes. He looked at her. No one has ever said that they are destined. He chuckled, "When did it start?"

Feng Aotian knew that he was asking her when he started to calculate him. She held his hand and said, "In the beginning."

Wei Zimo raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, leaned on one side weakly, raised his eyes and looked at her, "You are so, so I don't know what to do."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't you want to be free? Lord, give it to you."

Wei Zimo's eyes lit up, "Okay."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and hugged him, "Now, if you touch you, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Wei Zimo bluntly replied, "but, I will slowly adapt."

Feng Aotian smiled, "In the future, don't blow the cold wind alone."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo replied lightly. He suddenly felt how he had spent all these years? Can anyone really care about him?

He is indeed awkward at this kind of closeness, but instead of struggling to avoid it, he adapts. Could it be that he is compromising to her? So easily compromised?

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"

Wei Zimo shook his head, "I just feel that I am in front of you, and I have no temper at all."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "What kind of temper do you want to have in front of the lord? I can't beat the lord, I can't calculate the lord, so I can only catch it with my hands."

Wei Zimo listened to her, looked sideways and looked at her, "How did you grow up?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How did you grow up?"

"Me?" Wei Zimo couldn't help sinking into thought, then smiled, "Lonely grows up."

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "He grew up as a murderer."

Wei Zimo lowered his head and watched her holding his hand. The palm was very soft. Her body exuded a faint fragrance, which made him calm his mind. He just stared at her quietly like this, looked at her, thinking Want to find out why he compromised like this?

Feng Aotian raised his hand and lifted the hem of his veil to reveal his cherry red lips. The lips are very beautiful, with a color even more delicate than a woman. She slowly approached, kissed it, and gently Sucked.

Wei Zimo's heart trembled. Compared with the kisses he kissed through the veil today, the feeling of touching his lips made him instantly stiff and at a loss.

Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, biting his lips, as if tasting the best cakes in the world, slippery but not greasy, mixed with a light fragrance, which makes people forget to return.

She just tried to stop, leaving his lips, looking at his slightly drowsy eyebrows, she asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

Wei Zimo seemed to be awakened, quickly got up from the soft couch, turned around, entered the inner hall, and ignored her.

Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving angrily, raised his voice and laughed, leaning on the soft couch, recalling the smell of his lips.

Wei Zimo strode into the inner hall, then lay on the bed, lowered the curtain, and stroked his heart beating wildly. What was he doing just now? Let her treat yourself? Thinking about it this way, he felt that Feng Aotian was extremely hateful, and he felt that the depression could not be eliminated, and he got up from the bed with a gloomy face, and walked towards Feng Aotian...

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