This Lord is Too Cruel: 180 Gong Yi Min

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The Lord is too cruel, 180 Gongyi Min

Chu Xia and Xiang Han stood on one side, looking at Ye Meixi, never seen the emperor have such a temper. Shu Chi Wuyan

Ye Meixi snorted coldly, "She is really good."

Chuxia looked at him and quickly picked up the secret letter. When he saw what was written on it, he raised his eyes and looked at him, "The emperor, she actually agreed to your request."

"You didn't agree, but you knew I was going to make things difficult for her." Ye Meixi said solemnly.

"Then...what should I do now?" Chu Xia raised her eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "The emperor, you must not answer this matter."

"Should you not?" Ye Meixi chuckled, "Have you sent the secret letter?"

"Just went out." When early summer came in, she saw Ye Meixi lose her temper, and she just sent it out.

"I am afraid that she has already been robbed by her now." Ye Meixi thought about these days, Xia Luoyan hadn't been by her side for nothing, and even set a chess game early in the morning.

"If this is the case, isn't it a done deal now?" Xiang Han frowned and said in a low voice.

"Yes." Chuxia replied in a low voice, "This marriage contract can only be fulfilled by the emperor now, because now, there is only one emperor left in the royal family."

"Xia Luoyan is the eldest princess, and there are no other princesses. The rest are the princes." Xiang Han said worriedly from one side.

"It seems that she had already planned everything when she was in Wuyue Kingdom." Chuxia exclaimed, "She knows Wuyue Kingdom well now. Even if Bei Liguo is owned by Wuyue Kingdom in the future, it is still in her control. In."

Ye Meixi suddenly thought of the dark guard, then, what did the Lord plan?

Ye Meixi waved his hand and said, "Get down, let me be quiet."

"Yes." Chuxia and Xianghan knew that at this time, they said it was useless.

The two retired, both silently.

Ye Meixi was sitting on the soft couch. He knew that Ling Shuangxue was uneasy and kind, but he didn't expect her to have such a superb disguise skill. He even lied to it. More importantly, he let her Sitting on the position of prime minister, he led the wolf into the room. Now that it is too late to regret, he should think hard about how to solve this big problem.

Feng Qiguo, Feng Aotian has also calculated what Xia Luoyan will do next, so she will let Ye Meixi enter her game.

The cat father-in-law sat beside her, looking at her, "Master, do you have a calculation in the morning."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Father Mao, "In this world, it's nothing more than you calculating me and I calculating your business, but it's just who can calculate who you are."

Pluto Mao looked at Feng Aotian, thinking about her coming to Kuishui now, and she couldn’t help but feel distressed, but thinking that in the future, every time she came to Kuishui, he would definitely not be by her side, then, Who will take care of her?

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are thinking about it again."

The cat's father-in-law smiled, "The minion feels distressed that the master is too late, how can I have time to think about it."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and saw a cloud of dark objects appear in front of him, and then he saw meteors rushing in.

The dark thing walked towards Feng Aotian calmly, raised his eyes, looked at her, and nodded slightly with a very pious expression.

"You are so fast." Meteor stood beside it and couldn't help admiring.

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Is this a spirit dog?"

"Mu Hanjin said, it is a **** dog." Meteor looked at Feng Aotian and couldn't help but said, "It has a temper, and it is even better than me."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at the dog in front of him, and whispered, "Master will not let you bite."

Sacred dog is born with spirituality. It never kills, but only obeys the laws of nature. Although it is a dog, it is never bloodthirsty and has a very peaceful temper. However, it knows that even if it is to cultivate its body, it has something in its heart. On the brutal side, however, it has stayed in the Wind Clan for these years and has never come out, so it has not stimulated its potential.

Feng Aotian looked at the divine dog in front of him. It turned out to be a pure black Tibetan mastiff. Those eyes were very bright and piercing. More importantly, it was born with a peaceful air. At a glance, people feel very at ease.

"Little guy, you have absorbed the purest aura of the Wind Clan, so you can naturally recognize the breath of all spiritual things?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, the dog nodded, looking at Feng Aotian with beaming eyes.

Meteor stood beside the **** dog, listening to Feng Aotian's words, looking at the **** dog in front of him incredibly, and then exclaimed, "So your spirituality is higher than mine?"

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "How much have you practiced? It has been spiritual for hundreds of years. Although it is not as good as the little white snake, it is more than enough than you."

Meteor sighed again, "But, a dog that doesn't bite is always not a good dog."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Let it bite you, Lord thought, it should make an exception."

The **** dog very much agreed with Feng Aotian's words, made a low voice, turned his head, looked at the shooting star, and stuck his tongue out, showing his fangs.

The meteor was so scared that he hurried back and hid directly behind Mr. Cat, "Hehe, that, no more."

The dog looked at the meteor in front of him, and felt really upset about his appraisal of his talent.

Feng Aotian looked at the person and dog in front of him, and his mood was much better, and then said, "Meteor, you take the dog to find the whereabouts of the nine princesses."

The meteor came from behind the cat, poked his head out and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, it's more capable than the meteor. Does it still need a meteor?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If you don't go, then go back to the holy pond."

Meteor hurriedly walked out from behind Mr. Cat, hanging his head and muttering the corners of his mouth, "You use this trick every time."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Because it is useful every time."

Meteor snorted coldly and stood beside the dog, staring at it timidly, "You and I will cooperate."

The dog held its proud head, turned its head, and gave Meteor a gorgeous white eye.

Meteor sighed. If he knew it, he wouldn't make fun of it anymore. He was really self-inflicted.

Feng Aotian looked at the dog, "Come here."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, the sacred dog quickly turned his head, stepped over, and stood on the side of the soft bed, looking up at her.

Feng Aotian leaned on the soft couch, raised his hand, and stroked the top of the dog’s head. The fur on his body was very comfortable. Without a caress, the dog felt a warmth flowing by, and it shook his head. , Very enjoyable.

Meteor looked at its dog-like appearance, sniffed, and then stepped forward and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, the meteor also needs it."

Feng Aotian watched him compete with the dog, then curled his lips and smiled, "What do you want?"

"This." Meteor raised his hand, stroked his head, looking at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "You are no longer a child."

Meteor pointed at the dog, "Is it?"

"It's Lord's pet." Feng Aotian said slowly.

"Holy Lord, you are partial." Meteor was heartbroken listening to Feng Aotian's words, pouting the corners of his mouth, and tears when he saw.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Huh?"

The tears that the meteor was about to come out, he quickly collected in, then turned around and walked outside the Imperial Palace, "If it doesn't go, I will go."

Seeing him angry, Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at the dog, "Go."

"Hoho..." The Tibetan Mastiff nodded at Feng Aotian, turned around, and left the Emperor's Sleeping Hall unhurriedly.

Pluto Mao watched the meteor leave angrily, but the Tibetan Mastiff walked calmly, and there was no rush to return the coupon. He smiled, "This dog is really interesting."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Well, very spiritual, but also very proud."

The cat father looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how come a slave has never seen such a dog?"

"It's called the Tibetan Mastiff, which is considered a scarce breed." Feng Aotian looked at Daddy Mao, "Do you like it?"

Mother Cat smiled again, "Minions only like the master."

At this time, Xing Wuyun left from the courtyard of Mr. Jiujiu, and did nothing today. He just lay on the recliner and slept comfortably. He stretched his arms, but saw that there was no Mr. Jiuji in the courtyard. Figure, he then turned around, left, and went straight to the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian watched him walk in, and saw that he was refreshed, "It’s a good place to rest in the Jiugong Gongyuan."

"Well, that place is simply pure land." Xing Wuyun confirmed the bed, but he didn't know that he could still sleep so comfortably on the recliner.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, Xing Wuyun stretched out his hand and held it with her. The beautiful face was a little bit of unhappy, "Why is the hand so cold?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since I feel cold, let him warm up."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun nodded, and then sat beside him, put her hand on her palm, held it tightly, and looked at her with a much better expression than she was right, "The Emperor No need to drink medicine?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's not going to be used for a few days, you know, this body is a little difficult to regulate, and now it is effective."

"I heard Wei Zimo say that you are uncomfortable." Xing Wuyun knew that she was conditioning her body, but it was so difficult.

He raised his hand and covered her forehead, feeling cold too, raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "How many more days will this take?"

Pluto cat looked at him, "It's been very hard these few days, but it won't be anymore."

Xing Wuyun breathed a sigh of relief, then took her into his arms, gathered the blanket covering her body, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance, "This month is over, it's winter."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What do you think of?"

"You can enjoy the plum." Xing Wuyun looked at her and said with a smile.

Feng Aotian pondered what he meant, "Do you want to go out?"

"Why go out, there is no place in the palace to appreciate the plum blossoms." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, meaning something.

"Do you know something that your master doesn't?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at Xing Wuyun, and asked in a low voice.

"It's just that Yi Mu is getting more and more haggard these days than before." Xing Wuyun remembered that day when he happened to see Yi Mu vomiting blood, but he secretly put the vomiting silk in his sleeve.

Feng Aotian thought that she did ignore Yi Mu, "Are you trying to let your father go to his place to walk more?"

"The emperor understands that many ministers say it is useless." Xing Wuyun caressed her back. "Now, it is better for the emperor to raise her own body. Although Wei Zimo pretends not to care, he is still worried in his heart. To the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "You haven't played enough with him yet?"

Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "The minister is with him, and he will always fight."

"That's true." Feng Aotian looked at him, "In these days, you spend more time with him in the palace. After all, he has a lot of problems with this place."

"That's natural." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "Does the emperor think the minister is natural?"

"You..." Feng Aotian said with a low smile, "What is unnatural to you? I think you are very comfortable."

Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, "The emperor is really relieved to his ministers."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, her people, she has always been very confident, at least, they will not betray her, just because they are all proud people. Then he will never think again.

Papa Cat looked at Xing Wuyun and felt that when he left, there would be many people taking care of the master, and time would pass slowly. In this way, the master would get used to the feeling that he was not by her side.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng walked in, Shicai just rested for a while, after all, worried about her, or came early, "The minister sees the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at the two, "Can you rest?"

"The emperor, are you better?" Lan Jingshu stepped forward, looked at her, and asked gently.

Feng Aotian nodded, "It's okay for you."

Gu Yefeng has been depressed since he learned about his poisoning. These days, he has been silent a lot.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a cold face, without a half smile, "After some time, when the little white snake comes back, he will find a way to detoxify."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "Yes."

Feng Aotian saw that he was reluctant to speak more, so he said lightly, "Let’s eat."

"Yes." Several people responded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and shook his father-in-law's hand, "Go and prepare meals."

"Yes." Father Cat got up and walked outside the hall.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "How is Yi Mu's body?"

"I have been holding on for a few days. I couldn't hold it last night. I am still lying down." Lan Jingshu thought of Yi Mu, and he became more worried.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Take him to Duke Jiu's place to see."

"Yes." Lan Jing said, "The emperor, your body, the minister is very worried."

Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Don't worry, I still have the strength to hold you."

Lan Jingshu listened to Feng Aotian's serious words, and quickly looked down, silent.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, thinking, even if the sky falls, she can stand it, let alone now? However, after all, he couldn't rest assured in his heart. More importantly, he remembered Wei Zimo's words, has she ever been weak? What did she look like when she was weak? Even if he hasn’t seen her, he still feels pity when he looks at her like this. This is the result of loving someone too deep. Although he knows how strong she is, sometimes she is even stronger than him, but, After all, I couldn't hear her feeling half uncomfortable, and she was wholeheartedly concerned.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's thoughtful look. Even though he was thinking now, he still had that romantic smile on his lips.

Perhaps, she owes them a promise, but, for such a promise, now, even she can't promise, whether it can be fulfilled, so she is also waiting.

Gu Yefeng always lowered his head, immersed in his own grief. If it were the past, he would have smiled when he learned of this. After all, for him, he has been in a wheelchair for more than ten years. If he died, it would be liberation. He was afraid that he would laugh out loud, but now, with the attachment in his heart, he has reluctance. Then, if the antidote is not found, he will leave. Just remember, Leaving her side, his heart hurts uncomfortably.

Lan Jingshu held her hand and felt cold. He held her hand with both hands and rubbed it gently, but his heart was distressed.

Gu Yefeng was using lunch alone, watching listening to the wind and listening to the rain standing not far away, and when he was just talented, someone came and replaced the bed that Mr. Mao had broken in the morning, exactly the same as his usual day. , However, much softer.

He didn't have any appetite, but after a few hastily, he got up and walked into the study room with smoke curling up. He sat next to the piano, caressing the strings, with an ethereal expression.

Suddenly a black shadow fell, Wei Zimo raised his eyes suddenly and saw the person in front of him. If it was before, he would stand up respectfully, salute, and call, "Brother Emperor!"

However, now, he has left Yuluo Kingdom. Last night was his big wedding with her. He is now her person, and since yesterday, he has become a real Wei Zimo, not a male Yi Zi Mo.

He still sat on the chair, looking at him, "I don't know what is the so-called Yuluo Emperor?"

"Do you really think that when you left Yuluo Kingdom, you really got rid of me?" The man's voice was hellish, and his voice was piercing.

Wei Zimo chuckled, "Didn't the Yuluo Emperor personally send me?"

"I just want you to know that even if you work with her, you will never get rid of me." The man said, flying away.

Wei Zimo is still sitting, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Really? Then I will wait and see."

After all, he seems to have untied his heart knot over the years and continued to stroke the piano.

At this time, Feng Aotian was sitting at the table, having lunch with them, but he sensed a strong breath, then got up, flew out, and left the emperor's bedroom.

Xing Wuyun is most familiar with such a cold breath, but he is still smiling and happy. At this moment, he has become a little gloomy and left with Feng Aotian, but because the injury has not yet healed, he is lost in a moment. .

The cat hurried out and stood behind Xing Wuyun, "What's the matter?"

"It's him." Xing Wuyun's face at the moment was cold like never before. His eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, then turned around and flew back to the palace.

Seeing this, Feng Aotian was most worried about this, and he flew forward quickly.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng didn't have martial arts, so naturally they couldn't catch up. The two looked at each other and felt that the current atmosphere made them extremely uncomfortable.

Gu Yefeng looked at him, "It seems that the most useless person here is me."

Lan Jingshu knew that Gu Yefeng's mood was low these few days, and then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Perhaps, for you and me, it is naturally useless in front of them, but how do you know that you are the emperor? In my heart, are you and me useless? The emperor said that she never wanted useless people."

Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jing's book, "Yes, but now I can't match the hurdle in my heart after all."

Lan Jingshu raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, "I believe the emperor, she must have a way."

Gu Yefeng nodded and said, "Now, this is the only way."

When the two were talking, they heard a huge noise suddenly resounding outside the main hall. Then, when the two were astonished, they saw a dark shadow falling, and their eyes were filled with a huge cold air, and the cold air was pressing.

Lan Jingshu's first reaction was to get up and stand in front of Gu Yefeng, looking at the person in front of him, "Who are you, who broke into the emperor's bedroom without permission?"

The black shadow did not speak, but raised his palm. The palm wind swept across the carpet of the hall like a hurricane, and then waved at Lan Jingshu.

Lan Jingshu has no martial arts, and now he has been shaken back by the internal force of his palm wind. Then, his heels are placed on Gu Yefeng’s wheelchair. He quickly turned around and put Gu Yefeng in his arms, feeling A pain in his back caused a bluestone to hit him.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth, and grasped the wheelchair with his hands.

When Gu Yefeng saw this, he quickly looked at him, "Go away, don't protect me."

Lan Jingshu looked at him, "With his martial arts, can I escape?"

This is just a prelude. It is only the internal force urged by the palm wind. However, this palm force is used for ten percent. Gu Yefeng clearly sees that behind Lan Jingshu is a wild wind that seems to be rolling up the entire hall. All the bluestones were lifted up, even with the corresponding furnishings, slammed at him, and he called out loudly, "Hurry up and get away!"

Lan Jingshu was clinging to the wheelchair, unwilling to let go. He looked at Gu Yefeng, "I just want to tell you that in the heart of the emperor, you hate important."

Gu Yefeng was startled again, "But, are you in her heart?"

Feng Aotian chased it out, but in the middle of the way he cried out, then turned back, but met the cat father-in-law who was coming, and quickly took his hand, "Hurry back."

At this time, Xing Wuyun thought that something was wrong with Wei Zimo, so he landed in the Floating Dream Palace. After hearing the sound of the piano, he was relieved immediately, then he stepped inside, walked into the study, and stood there. A few steps away, "Here is he?"

"Yeah." Wei Zimo didn't stop the piano in his hands, and responded lightly.

His eyes sank, he was about to ask something, and then he roared, "Sorry, something big happened here."

Listening to Xing Wuyun's words, Wei Zimo stopped quickly, "What's the matter?"

"There was an accident in the Emperor's Bedroom." Xing Wuyun said, and flew away from the Floating Dream Palace.

When Wei Zimo saw Xing Wuyun saying this, it must be a major event. Without thinking about it, he flew to the Imperial Palace with him, but saw that the guard outside the door had been seriously injured and could not get up, even his soul was covered. The acupuncture points were clicked on the chest.

Then, he heard a loud noise in the temple, he rushed in, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he turned and fell in front of Lan Jingshu, his palms gathered his inner strength, and both palms rushed. Blocked the coming hurricane, turned his head, looked at Lan Jingshu, "Not leaving yet."

Lan Jingshu turned around abruptly and saw Xing Wuyun, gritting his teeth, pushing Gu Yefeng away, but did not go far.

Then saw a bright red figure fall, standing beside Xing Wuyun, and then saw two white lights rushing out, the two of them used their internal forces to block the hurricane in front of them.

The black shadow looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes shot out murderous air, and then his arms shook, and a greater internal force expanded the black light covering him, even if Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo combined their strengths. , Can't resist.

Seeing that the black light had completely shattered the white light of both of them, I saw a bright yellow figure and a navy blue figure falling.

Feng Aotian’s eyes condensed, and then he stood behind Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo, his palms condensed his inner strength, and pressed against the backs of Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo. The powerful inner strength urged the two's inner strength, The black light forced back.

Pluto cat hurriedly stepped forward, stood beside Feng Aotian, and then flew out. There was already a magic piano in his hand. He turned down in mid-air, and his fingertips twitched the strings, making it deafening. The voice pierced the black shadow's face.

The black shadow whirled out, and then he saw the black light expand with his figure. He lifted a palm along the way, blocking the sound of the piano stabbed by the cat.

The father-in-law cat quickly turned around, and then increased the sound of the piano. Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and then he lifted his palm and pulled the two in front of him apart. They were so shocked that they backed back again and again, and watched. When the black light shrouded in front of the blue stone, it hit Feng Aotian straight.

The father-in-law Mao looked down, watched, and quickly flew down. Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo were shocked and shouted, "No!"

Feng Aotian stared coldly at the black shadow in front of him, but stood solemnly, without any movement, seeing the bluestone hit her, but the black shadow spun out, retracting the palm wind in front of him, and then The hurricane that broke through in front of her fell in front of her, with a wave of palm strength, the hurricane in front of her dissipated, and everything was back to the original.

He turned around and was close to Feng Aotian. He looked at her, and she looked at him, "Dugu Xingye, no, I should call you a Gong Yi Jun."

The black shadow in front of him is still motionless. He is dressed in a brown brocade robe, revealing the natural **** asura, and his body exudes the breath of death. Just one glance, he feels that he is about to lose his life instantly.

Feng Aotian looked at him coldly, not sad or happy, as if he were treating a stranger.

The black shadow then took a step forward, one step closer to her, obviously close at hand, but thousands of miles away, he just looked at her like this, "I said, they will all die."

Feng Aotian suddenly smiled indifferently, "I also said that if you want them to die, I can save them."

"You are forcing me to destroy." Gong Yimin said in a deep voice, with an uncontrollable vibration.

Feng Aotian smiled, "Is it because I forced you, or are you forcing me?"

Gong Yimin suddenly turned around, "I will let you see them die one by one."

Feng Aotian watched him leave, his extremely cold voice echoed throughout the hall, until he disappeared, but still felt cold and bitter.

Lan Jingshu looked at the scene in front of him, his mind was lost, and his body tilted and he fell to the ground.

Feng Aotian turned around and hurriedly fell beside him, lifted him from the ground, her face pale, because she came to Kuishui now, her skill is much weaker than before, she is just talented. It’s just a bet. He still has a bit of intolerance towards her in his heart, but, thinking about it now, she can’t help but sneer, how could he have intolerance towards himself, he just wants to see with his own eyes how miserable he is. , Until he completely broke his own wings, let her become his eternal shadow.

Xing Wuyun clutched his chest, although the wound healed, but the internal strength of Shicai was damaged, he was slapped by Gong Yimin, and now, he dare not move.

Feng Aotian felt that Xing Wuyun was seriously injured, so she took her hand away. She lifted Lan Jingshu from the ground, stepped into the inner hall, and placed him on the dragon couch.

The father-in-law Mao hurriedly stepped forward, sitting on the dragon couch, taking the pulse of Lan Jingshu. At this time, he knew that Feng Aotian was also holding on.

He was heartbroken, but he could only endure it.

Feng Aotian turned around, walked to Xing Wuyun's side, and looked at him, "How long will I hold on?"

Xing Wuyun looked at her, finally took off his guard and leaned weakly in her arms, "It really hurts."

Wei Zimo was also injured, but compared to Xing Wuyun's, it was much lighter, but now, the conversation between Shi Cai Feng Aotian and Gong Yimin echoed in his mind. Could it be that they were back then Just know? Or is there some kind of entanglement between them? From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen Gong Yimin when he was angry, his talented appearance was very scary.

Feng Aotian helped Wei Zimo sit down, raised her hand, and pulled his shirt open. She saw the blood leaking from the wound on her chest. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "It seems that we need to raise another one. It's been a while."

"It's okay." Xing Wuyun shook his head indifferently. Compared with the resurrection from the previous death, it is nothing like this now, as long as she is by her side.

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "Come here."

Wei Zimo always stood in place, unwilling to take that step.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Come here."

Wei Zimo looked at her and whispered, "What is your relationship with him?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, knowing that she was as smart as him, but she couldn't guess anything, but she didn't know what it was to him.

She looked at him, "What do you think the Lord has to do with him?"

"I don't know." Wei Zimo shook his head, Gong Yimin's mind, he never guessed, couldn't see through, and was even more elusive, but Feng Aotian's temperament, why not? He sometimes feels that the two of them are really similar in temperament, seeming cold-blooded and ruthless, but more affectionate than anyone else.

Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo and said solemnly again, "Come here."

Wei Zimo looked at her, with unquestionable coldness in those eyes. He hesitated again and again, after all, he couldn't resist it, and strode hard and walked towards her slowly.

However, he sat beside her, silent.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, placed it on his wrist, and pulsed, "They are all the same stubborn temper."

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, are you talking about the minister?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him in his arms, "What do you mean?"

Mao father-in-law took the pulse for Lan Jingshu, then got up and walked to Feng Aotian's side, "Master, he was badly injured and his heart was hurt. The slave went to call the old drunkard. This happened in this hall. Big things, he is so leisurely."

Papa Mao raised his throat and said, before the words fell, he saw a figure falling, already sitting beside Lan Jingshu.

The cat father-in-law looked at the figure and snorted, "Now is coming soon."

Duke Jiu said nothing, and then began to diagnose and treat Lan Jingshu.

Mao Gong went to Feng Aotian's side and looked at her, "Master, you..."

He wanted to ask the master, the sunflower water may seep out, but now he cannot speak.

Feng Aotian watched him hesitate to speak, then smiled lightly, "No."

"Yeah." Father Cat was really relieved, but the scene of Shi Cai still made him frightened. He then stood in front of her and said righteously, "Master, you can't scare the slave like this next time. , If he is a good talent, if he doesn't stop, then you are not... what should you do if you want a slave?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lord is not good now."

"But..." Father Cat looked at her, "Master, why did the Yuluo Emperor target you?"

"I don't know." Feng Aotian said calmly, "His mind is hard to guess. On that day, when he was at the border, his layout seemed to be precise, but in fact he deliberately gave Qiguo to the Lord." /

"What?" Father Cat couldn't help being a little incredulous.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "He is thoughtful and unfathomable. The master doesn't know what he thinks, but since the master came back from the border, he has hurt the people next to him several times. At first it was Han Jin. Later it was Ye Meixi, and now, it is getting worse."

Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo raised their eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. They never knew that there was such an experience in them. Wei Zimo suddenly remembered what he had said, even if they were beside her. After all, I can't get rid of him, so, is it also a conspiracy to come here?

He suddenly became a little scared, so he really wanted to be restrained by him?

Feng Aotian held Wei Zimo’s hand and felt his slight tremor. She looked sideways and quickly caught the panic in his eyes. She squeezed his hand, "Sometimes, don’t think about it. Will be at ease."

Wei Zimo looked at her and felt fear for the first time, "I'm afraid of him..."

"What are you afraid of, you have to bear everything." Feng Aotian interrupted him, speaking relaxedly.

Wei Zimo hesitated to speak, thinking, even if she is strong, she is only a person. With many loved ones around her, how can she always take care of him?

Feng Aotian looked at them in front of him, why should he press hard? Do you really want to leave her alone? Are you really going to leave her alone forever?

She hugged Xing Wuyun tightly in her arms, feeling the warmth on his body, she would never let him succeed.

Duke Jiu got up and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Master, he is okay. He is now in a coma, and he can wake up tomorrow. This month he can only be confined to the illness."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then pushed Xing Wuyun into his arms to Father Jiu, "show him to him."

"Yes." Duke Jiu nodded, and then took Xing Wuyun away from the Imperial Palace.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, can't the minister be here?"

Before Feng Aotian can respond, he has been taken out of the Imperial Palace by Duke Jiu.

The soul dragged in and walked in with serious injuries, and knelt in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, something happened to Concubine Ye."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What happened?"

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