This Lord is Too Cruel: 178 Jiu Gong Gong is jealous

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The father is too cruel, and the 178 wine father is jealous

When Wei Zimo saw that she was really a rascal, she felt a cold in her chest, and the clothes on her body were washed off by her. He raised his hand, but his hands were against her chest, feeling very soft. He raised his eyes, his eyes shot a hint of doubt, "You..."

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

"Your..." Wei Zimo followed her hands and looked at her chest. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Unexpectedly, you can't wait than your master."

Wei Zimo quickly stopped, and then said, "How is it soft?"

Feng Aotian continued, "I've touched them all, do you want to see?"

Hearing her molesting words, Wei Zimo looked sullen, then turned his head, "Who is rare to watch."

When he was fighting with Feng Aotian, Feng Aotian already bowed his head, kissed him on the neck, biting gently.

Wei Zimo was shocked again. He felt a faint numbness and tingling from his neck. He quickly raised his hand and pushed Feng Aotian away from him. Then he half-sitting and pulling Lifted his clothes and got off the bed.

Feng Aotian was lying on the bed, looking at him, licking the blood between his lips, "It tastes good."

Wei Zimo turned his eyes, looked at her, raised his hand, covering the place where she had been bitten, looking at his palm with blood, he pointed at Feng Aotian, "You..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then raised his hand slightly, covering the Jinquilt on his body, looking sideways, looking at him, "Are you going out like this?"

Wei Zimo glared at her, wishing to step forward and bit her fiercely, but looking at the evil charm of her mouth with a smile on her face, Dudu's face turned pale, making him Can't speak.

He listened to her, and then he remembered that since he was with her now, and tonight...if he ran out like this, how many people would be watching, watching, afraid, tomorrow , He became a joke.

Wei Zimo only then knew why Feng Aotian treated her like this. He stepped forward and looked at her, "You are very good at calculating."

Feng Aotian really doesn't have the strength to talk to him now. After all, when she first came to Kuishui, with her current physique, this kind of pain really made her suffer.

In the previous life, she would do the same every time she came, but nowadays, compared to the previous life, the pain is even more severe. It seems that her body has indeed suffered a great loss.

She looked at him and couldn’t help thinking, if it weren’t for Kushui, she would have given him a night in the bridal chamber that she would never forget, but now... But if in the future, let him know that you can be with him. When he got married, he actually came to Kuishui, which would make him remember it for a lifetime, and it would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

When Wei Zimo saw her not speaking, his anger couldn't disappear, then he took a step forward and stared at her, "Why don't you speak?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Lack of strength."

"Lack of strength?" Wei Zimo sneered. "Aren't you strong enough?"

"Appropriate talent?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "What powerful thing did Master Cai do?"

Wei Zimo watched her joking, but her tone was frivolous, but with nothingness, and he knew that she was holding on now. He took the initiative to come forward, sit next to her, and take his own After finishing her clothes, she raised her hand and covered her lower abdomen, gently kneading, "Does it still hurt?"

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Just stay with him like this."

Wei Zimo gently rubbed the hand of her lower abdomen for a while, then took it out and covered the two of them with the Jin quilt. He then lay on her side without speaking.

Feng Aotian has closed his eyes, leaned quietly in his arms, and fell asleep deeply.

Wei Zimo was sleepless all night. He stared at her sleeping face. He always ate alone, went to bed alone, and did everything alone, but suddenly, there was such a powerful and domineering man. People broke into his life, occupied his bed, lying on his side, leaning against his arms, he suddenly felt that the bed was no longer empty and cold, but a touch of warmth.

Maybe it’s good to have someone close, but why does his heart give birth to infinite sadness?

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, because there is no familiar breath beside them.

Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, Yi Mu, and Xing Wuyun sat in the courtyard of the Xingyun Palace, enjoying flowers and drinking. Everyone had no words, but just had a drink to the moon.

They all have a dream in their hearts, that is, one day they will be able to put on their wedding gowns and stand side by side with her.

Grandpa Cat went back to the Emperor's bedroom and took out the wine that Meteor asked for from Grandpa Wine last time. The two sat on the stone steps, looking at the same moonlight, drinking glass by glass.

Leng Qianye has returned to Qicheng for some time. In these days, there has been no movement in Qicheng, and they seem to be waiting for something and have not sent troops.

Mu Hanyao held the wine jar in his hand, stood by his side, and stuffed him with a jar of wine, "Drink tonight without getting drunk or returning."

"Okay." Leng Qianye took the wine jar along the way, and the two raised their hands to touch each other, and they drank so boldly.

Xue Ke's body is heavier than before, but her complexion is much better than before. Chu Lingtian supported her, "Why hasn't this Qicheng been moved?"

Xue Ke responded, "Yes, it's been so long now, but today is the day of the master's rejoicing. I really want to drink."

Chu Lingtian looked at her, "I will drink a few more glasses for you."

"Okay." Xue Ke looked at him, smiled and responded, turning her eyes, she saw that Jin Yao had prepared wine and food, the three of them were sitting together, Chu Lingtian toasted and looked at Jin Yao," Come, congratulate a cup on the day of Fengqi Emperor's rejoicing."

"Okay." Jin Yao nodded, and the two clinked their glasses and drank them all.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi reclined on the soft couch, faded his dark red brocade robe, and wore a coquettish big red shirt. He lifted the hip flask and filled himself with wine. The handsome and enchanting face was lightly touched. Smiling, drinking alone against the moonlight.

"Master, today is your big day of celebration. Now, it should be the night of the bridal chamber." Ye Meixi said quietly, "It's really worth a moment, Lord, don't lose the beautiful scenery That's it."

Chu Xia and Xiang Han stood outside the main hall, listening to the sadness in Ye Meixi's words, they could only sigh directly.

Feng Clan, Mu Hanjin leaned on the bed, bowed her head, and stroked the Bai Yuxiao in her hand, remembering, that day, when she left Beijing for the first time, he played for her. Today, it is still Vividly, he closed his eyes slightly, and the flute sound slowly flowed...

This night, everyone was drunk, but they didn't expect what a wonderful night in the bridal chamber, but it was so peaceful, without intense lingering, and some just quiet.

Feng Aotian got up a bit later than Su Ri. When she got up, she felt like she was under her... Her eyes sank, she raised her eyes, looked at Wei Zimo beside her, and was looking at her.

Feng Aotian calmed his mind and asked calmly, "When did you wake up?"

"I haven't slept yet." Although Wei Zimo was adjusting to one more person beside him, no matter how hard he forced himself, he still didn't feel sleepy.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and call Dad Cat."

"Okay." Wei Zimo thought as if the color was already bright today, and the people outside were waiting to be served. He got up, walked to the bronze mirror, and saw the mark on his neck. He closed his clothes, but couldn't stop it. He turned his eyes, gave Feng Aotian a fierce look, then stepped up and walked towards me.

Pluto Mao prepared **** soup early in the morning, and when Wei Zimo pushed the door, he rushed in.

Wei Zimo watched his father-in-law turning a blind eye to him, but walked quickly to the inner hall, sat on the bed, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how do you feel?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's red."

The father-in-law Mao was startled, and with a wave of his sleeves, the curtain of the inner hall fell, blocking Wei Zimo's sight. Then, father-in-law Mao got on the bed and lowered the curtains.

Wei Zimo watched his father-in-law's movements so skillfully. He couldn't see what the two of them were doing on the bed through the curtains and curtains. However, thinking about what he could do on the bed, his chest was unfamiliar. With a puff of anger, he stepped out of the bedroom.

Listening to the wind and listening to the rain were outside the hall early, and seeing Wei Zimo coming out, the two quickly changed their words, "See Lord Hou."

Wei Zimo was slightly startled as he listened to the words of the two of them. Obviously, he was a little uncomfortable with this new name, but he knew that he had been free since yesterday.

He turned his eyes, looked at the two people standing ten steps away from him, and replied lightly, "Yeah."

The two looked down, naturally no marks on Wei Zimo's neck were found, and then Wei Zimo stepped up again into the hall.

Tingfeng and Tingyu hurriedly walked in with the washing utensils, put them on one side, and then exited the bedroom.

Wei Zimo stood in front of the golden basin, uncovered his veil, turned his back, looking like this, but could not see his face, and after he cleans his face unhurriedly, he put the new veil off Dressed, turned around, and saw the brocade robe he was wearing in the tray. He picked it up, turned around, and stepped into the side hall on the side, took off his red wedding gown and replaced it with a bright red brocade robe. , Just because the big peonies embroidered on the dress look even more luxurious.

After everything was in order, he walked out slowly, the curtains of the inner hall were still closed, his cold eyes flashed a touch of anger, but he didn't hear any noise on the bed. It dissipated slowly, and then, sitting on the soft couch, picked up the breakfast that had been prepared, but it was just some light meals, very delicate.

Wei Zimo is extremely picky about food, each of which pays attention to his skill, and is specific to him. Therefore, he looks at the familiar food in front of him and knows where these come from. It seems Feng Aotian It was to bring the people around him over, and it really counted everything.

The cat father-in-law half-kneeled on the bed, Feng Aotian got up from the bed, moved slightly, and saw that the bed was already red. She sighed quietly. Yesterday was really weak because of the first day. , It became even more uncomfortable, and fell asleep deeply without paying attention.

The cat blushed, "Master, how do I get out?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Wei Zimo is very clean and talented. Could it be that the master quickly took him away. Now, I am afraid he has been aware of it."

The cat nodded, "But, this bed?"

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Destroy this bed and re-order it."

The corner of the cat's mouth twitched. The master is trying to destroy the body, so he can't leave a trace.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "After a while, Lord will go first, you will immediately destroy this bed to the Lord, but you can't let Wei Zimo notice it."

The cat nodded, isn't it just to make him be charged with jealousy?

"Yes..." Father Cat replied with a trailing tone, and then handed her Jiang Tang.

Feng Aotian is a little bit stronger today than yesterday, holding the **** soup while it’s hot and drinking it before getting off the bed. Now, because of the blood stained on her clothes, fortunately, she is wearing a dark red brocade robe, as long as she It's flashing past and you can't see it.

She then stepped up and stepped out of the inner hall. Before Wei Zimo could react, she had disappeared.

Wei Zimo was obviously confused by Feng Aotian's weird behavior. Then, he heard the cracking sound from the inner hall. He raised his hand and entered the inner hall, but still keenly smelled it. There was a smell of blood, but this smell did not belong to him. Before he could think clearly, he saw the cat just end his hand, and the bed in front of him had been shaken to pieces.

He stood ten steps away from Mr. Cat, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

The father-in-law Mao turned around and looked at him," said the master and the servant of Shicai, this bed is a bit hard, lest Master Hou sleep uncomfortably, so let the Sajia give Master Hou a new one. Don't worry, Master Hou will have troubles. Leave first."

When Mr. Mao said that, before Wei Zimo could speak, he flashed away, and the speed was comparable to that of Feng Aotian.

Wei Zimo looked at the bed that was shattered in front of him, and only the red curtains lay lonely on the ground, his eyes flashed with a touch of sadness, he listened to the words of the cat, is she disgusted, the bridal chamber last night Let her sleep on a cold couch at Huazhuye?

"Oh, it was really intense last night." Xing Wuyun's voice came unexpectedly, revealing wanton publicity.

Wei Zimo returned to his senses, turned around, and looked at him coldly, "Seeing your appearance, I must have stayed up all night."

Xing Wuyun smiled, and then said, "The emperor is too gentle. Look, the print on this neck is really eye-catching."

Wei Zimo stood three steps away from Xing Wuyun. When he heard his ridicule, he remembered that he had forgotten to cover up the mark. Now, he is afraid that he will laugh to death.

"Are you here to watch a good show?" Wei Zimo's voice is still cold.

Xing Wuyun waved his hand and said, "Well, you said, if your emperor brother knew that Feng Aotian would openly treat you as her person in front of Manchao's civil and martial arts, and out of his control, what would he do? "

"Why does this have to do with me? That's Feng Aotian's business." Wei Zimo spoke calmly, took out a silk scarf, and covered her neck.

Xing Wuyun listened to his words, "You really crossed the river and demolished the bridge."

"Everyone takes what they need. Since she wants to take me as her own, then she must be prepared to openly challenge Yuluo." Wei Zimo stepped forward, and Xing Wuyun slowed down. Backing slowly, the two walked out of the inner hall, Wei Zimo slowly sat on the soft couch, looking at Xing Wuyun not far away, "I've seen enough good shows, it's time to go back."

Xing Wuyun said with a smile, "Don't worry, tell me, how did you like last night?"

Wei Zimo looked at him, and remembered Feng Aotian, who he saw last night, and Su Ri was totally different. "Have you ever seen her look weak?"

"What does this mean?" Xing Wuyun asked with a trembled heart, looking at him.

"Last night, nothing happened with him." Wei Zimo said lightly.

"The imprint on your neck?" Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo never lied. He said no, then no, but he knew Feng Aotian's temperament and would definitely not let him go easily.

Wei Zimo looked at him, "Did you know she has a bad body?"

"I know, these days, I have been drinking medicine for conditioning. The medicine is really bitter and very tolerable." Xing Wuyun nodded, thinking of the last time I took a sip of the medicine, and felt extremely bitter.

Wei Zimo nodded and said, "That's it, she was ill last night, her face was pale, weak and weak, different from her like Su Ri."

Xing Wuyun was startled. He couldn't imagine what Feng Aotian looked like in Wei Zimo's mouth, because, in his opinion, or from everyone's point of view, she is the superior and invincible phoenix. Emperor Qiguo, she can be gentle with the person she is fond of, or she can be dismissive of her opponent, and even play with everyone between applause, strategizing, killing and decisive, he has seen her cruel On the one hand, I met her brutal side, met her gentle side, but never saw her weak side, just like the word "weak" was not used for her.

Wei Zimo didn't expect that he saw Feng Aotian like that last night. His mind was always lingering about the scene at the time. He lowered his head and looked at the hand that gently rubbed her lower abdomen last night. Feel the temperature in your palm.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "I can't imagine."

"I saw it with my own eyes, and experienced it myself." Wei Zimo slowly got up, walked to the center of the hall, raised his eyes, and looked at the enchanting manzhushahua outside. Today, it is still in full bloom, not yet withered, he An irresistible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "What are you thinking about in her heart?"

Xing Wuyun got up and looked at his back. There was no joy after the wedding. Instead, he was even more lonely. He didn't know what happened last night. He only knew that he had drunk all night, but he was still sober.

He walked to the Floating Dream Palace, thinking of making a joke about Wei Zimo, but what he saw was such a scene, why did Feng Aotian show his weak side in front of him?

Wei Zimo turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Now I am Xiaoyaohou, should you congratulate me."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth, "I think the word'Xiaoyao' is more suitable for me."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "What you want to be free is the body, but my free is the heart. What makes me different from you is that your person is here, and the heart is here, and I , Being here, my heart has drifted away."

Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo still couldn't let go. How could they easily let go of what they had experienced over the years, but he had already died once, and that death had already paid back all that was owed to him. Now he just wants to stay by her side, nothing more.

Feng Aotian quickly fell into the emperor’s bedroom, then entered the inner hall, put down the curtain, and after reaching the screen, he took off the dark red brocade robe on his body, and entered the bathtub with hot water wrapping her. She took a deep breath before she felt a moment of relaxation.

However, she lowered her head and watched the water dyed red. She frowned again. Then she got up and saw Father Cat walking in with the specially made menstrual belt in his hand.

Feng Aotian walked out of the bathtub and took it from his hand. Father Cat turned around and tied it up, then put on her clothes and looked at Father Cat, "The menstrual belt is very comfortable."

"The minion did it himself." The cat turned his eyes and saw that Feng Aotian had been dressed, the blush on his face became brighter and brighter.

Feng Aotian smiled, "How can you do this?"

The cat's father-in-law said in a low voice, "The master's body is rich and precious. Naturally, you have to use the best. The slave has to do it himself to be at ease."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, but he was moved in his heart, and took him into his arms, "It is still great to have you by your side."

The cat father-in-law smiled and gently wrapped her waist, "Master, the minion will help you to lie on the dragon couch, and the minion will rub it for you."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then leaned against his arms, stepped out of the screen, and lay on the dragon couch.

After the cat entered the screen, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened it, and poured the powder in the porcelain bottle into the bathtub. The bleached blood in the bathtub disappeared instantly, and there was no **** smell around it. .

The cat turned around with confidence, walked to the dragon couch, sat beside her, raised his hand, and gently rubbed her abdomen. Compared to Wei Zimo's careful movements last night, the cat's father naturally appeared Very professional, after a while, Feng Aotian felt that the dysmenorrhea was much relieved.

Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat, "If you are not by your father's side, who will do these things?"

Mr Cat took a pause, raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled, "Master, someone will do better than a slave."

Feng Aotian took his other hand and placed it on his cheek, "But, the Lord is used to your being by his side, don’t you have to wait until things are irreversible before telling him ?"

The cat leaned in her arms, "Master, you have to believe in the minion."

Feng Aotian's eyes condensed slightly and looked at him, "If you don't believe me, how can I let you go?"

Mao-gong-gong smiled, "The slave knows that the master's heart is like a mirror, but the slave never regrets, as long as it can make the master happy, as long as he sees the master well, the slave will be well. "

A faint sorrow emerged in Feng Aotian's heart. Xu was because of the coming of Kwai Shui. Xu Ye, what the father-in-law said touched her heart. Xu Ye, she knew the result, but still couldn't stop it. Development, unspeakable boredom in her heart, she just looked at him, "Don’t forget what the master said, no matter you go to the end of the world, the master will catch you back."

"The minion remembers." The cat father looked at her, "Master, you rest, after today, there will be no pain."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master has a break."

She is a little weak now, with a deep sense of exhaustion, she leaned in his arms and fell asleep again.

The cat father-in-law just rubbed her lower abdomen lightly, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. He was already very happy to be by her side like this, even if it happened in the future, he had no regrets.

Lan Jingshu stayed up all night, and went to the prefectural court with Gu Yefeng the next morning. Yi Mu returned to the dormitory to rest because of physical discomfort.

Xing Wuyun chatted with Wei Zimo for a while, then walked to the emperor's bedroom, and saw Meteor pouting the corners of his mouth, lacking in interest.

He stepped forward, sat on the soft couch, and looked at him, "What's the matter? Why are you listless?"

Meteor looked at him, "It's nothing, how about you? How come you look like this?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "What's wrong with me? Isn't it as handsome and handsome as before."

Meteor's mouth twitched and looked at him, "I am really not humble at all."

Xing Wuyun smiled and looked at him, "Where is the emperor?"

"Resting." Meteor naturally knew about Feng Aotian's visit to Kuishui. He remembered what the father-in-law said to him last night. He still couldn't come back to his senses. The father-in-law lied to him and said the wine It's a lie to not get drunk. Otherwise, the cat would be drunk after only a few drinks last night. Otherwise, how can he speak truth after drinking?

"What's the matter with the emperor?" Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's still unable to show his smiling face, and knew that he must have encountered an upset, and it was Feng Aotian that could upset him so much.

"She is not feeling well." Meteor replied smoothly, "Nowadays, she needs meditation."

Xing Wuyun got up, walked to the inner hall, opened the curtain, and saw the cat father-in-law lying beside Feng Aotian, and she was leaning against his arms, he curled his lips and smiled, she was sleeping peacefully, so The warm picture made him unwilling to bother him. He lowered the curtain, turned around, and sat back on the soft couch.

Meteor looked at him, "Why do you have to come over and stay with Xiaoyaohou?"

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor, "Are you worried?"

Meteor nodded, "Well, it's heavy."

"It seems you don't want to tell me." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Well, I can't say." Meteor replied again.

Xing Wuyun smiled lightly, got up, stepped out of the imperial dormitory, and then walked to the courtyard, where he saw that Mr. Jiu was already sitting in the courtyard and was busy alive.

He walked forward and sat in front of Duke Jiu, "Master, what are you doing today?"

Duke Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the black green under his eyes. He lowered his eyes and said coldly, "Go there and lie down."

Xing Wuyun followed Duke Jiu’s sight and saw a reclining chair not far away. He got up puzzled, walked forward, then lay down, looking sideways, looking at Duke Jiu, "Master, disciple Lie down."

"Close your eyes." Duke Jiu said coldly.

Xing Wuyun then closed his eyes, and then felt a pain in his chest, so he was sleepy and fell asleep.

Duke Jiu looked sideways, looking at Xing Wuyun, "Making a fool."

When Feng Aotian woke up, it was already mid-afternoon, she raised her eyes and met the smiling face of Father Mao. She slowly got up and looked at him, "When is now?"

"Just after midday." Father Cat replied in a low voice, then let her lean on the dragon couch, "Master, the servant will prepare lunch for you."

Feng Aotian nodded, and then came down from the dragon couch, her footsteps were a bit vain, but she was still able to hold it, and something big would happen in the past few days, she had a hunch, and it was going to come. .

Meteor saw Father Cat come out, stepped forward and looked at him, "Is the Holy Lord awake?"

"Yes." The cat nodded, then lifted up and stepped out of the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian followed closely, walked out, and saw Meteor staring at the back of Mr. Cat’s leaving. She stepped forward slowly, stood in front of him, and stroked the top of his head, "Why People who have been staring at him?"