This Lord is Too Cruel: 192 He got heart disease

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Master is too cruel, 192 he got heart disease

"The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat." Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at him, "When you and I built Moyun Pavilion together, who would have thought that now, you and I would be the same Does the individual have constant feelings of giving up?"

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Yes, at first, you and I just wanted to get rid of that person's control. It's really unpredictable."

Wei Zimo looked down and brushed the secret letter in his hand with his fingertips, "I never thought that someone would dare to approach me so blatantly, and I'm not disgusted yet."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at him, "Wei Zimo, you have thoughts about her early in the morning, but you are deceiving yourself and others."

"Aren't you?" Wei Zimo asked back, curling his lips.

Xing Wuyun was noncommittal and sighed leisurely, "It seems that the fate between you and her was destined early in the morning."

"But, I always feel that there is something between her and him that you and I don't know." Wei Zimo is an extremely sensitive (forbidden word) person, especially he can keenly feel that he is facing Feng Aotian It seems that they are also involved in this.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Did she tell you?"

"Although, her mind is deep, but she never hides everything, she is outspoken, but this matter is far less simple than it seems, and she does not want to mention it. "Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. In this palace, the only one he knew and believed was Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "She has her own considerations."

He understands Feng Aotian’s temperament to some extent. There are many things. If she is not fully certain, she will never act. For the opponent in front of her, she will also be hit with one blow. For Gong Yimin, she will always It was their nightmare. After he died once, he had already let go of the past. Although, facing Gong Yi Min, he would still have deliberate escape, but he knew that now he, because he was alone, was filled with his heart. He will no longer be afraid of sunshine, but will know how to cherish it.

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun and couldn't help asking, "How much do you know about her?"

"You don’t need to fully understand, as long as you feel her heart for you, you are enough, just like, you have never exposed your past like her, but she can It’s easy to catch a look in the eyes or a subtle movement. You don’t need to have too many words. It’s just good to snuggle together like this.” Xing Wuyun played with the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth. Maybe, this It is the perception of loving someone.

Listening to his words, Wei Zimo was a little puzzled, confused, sleepy, and seemingly clear. Such complex emotions made him a little irritable because he had never been so confused.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "You just haven't crossed the line of defense in your heart, to really feel her, accept her, and now you just accept her care for you, tolerance to you, to you All kinds of thoughtfulness, tenderness and love, and you are struggling, fighting with her and your own heart."

Wei Zimo looked down, lost in thought, didn't he? Isn't his heart slowly shaking under her offensive? However, there is always a hurdle in my heart that cannot be crossed.

He converged his mind, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Do you really mind?"

"There are other people besides her? Or are the two men in love?" Xing Wuyun said the hurdle in Wei Zimo's heart.

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded.

"I have ever minded, struggled, but once you get into your heart, all your own intellect is no longer under your own control and control. The more you want to escape, the more you are stuck in it, unable to extricate yourself. To love someone, whether she is male or female, beautiful or ugly, good or bad, love is love, because of her, I know that originally came from a time when the sun could still be seen." Xing Wuyun He raised his head, reclining on the soft couch, staring at the top of the sky, smiling with a dazzling arc of his mouth.

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun in a daze. He never knew that Xing Wuyun had such a heartfelt smile. He raised his hand and stroked his lips. These days, he was with her. Here, he had such a smile before.

Xing Wuyun stood up and looked at him, "You and I have worked hard for so long, struggling for so long, but just want to get rid of his shackles. Now, this is a safe haven for you and me, so you have to guard it, I After a day’s journey, I was really lacking, so I went to rest first."

"Okay." Wei Zimo responded coldly, watching him leave the palace.

He sat in the same place, motionless, just remembering what Xing Wuyun said...

When Xing Wuyun returned to Xingyun Palace, he saw Wufeng sitting in the courtyard, enjoying the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of him with interest. He stepped forward and sat on the opposite side of the windless, "How can you not rest? ?"

"Waiting for you." No wind turned his eyes and looked at him, "This palace fits you perfectly."

Xing Wuyun bends his eyebrows slightly and looks at him, "That's natural, it's all her thoughts here."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun for a long time, and his indifferent eyes flashed slyly, "She seems to understand people's mind."

"It depends on whether she needs to spend her thoughts or not." Xing Wuyun answered casually, but the truth was thorny.

How can Wufeng not be able to hear it, but the more so, the more interesting he is now, he is more curious now, what kind of person can make Xing Wuyun, who pursue freedom, unfettered, and uninhibited, want to stay like a sweetheart Put all your thoughts away in this gorgeous cage? Today I saw Feng Aotian, which was even more interesting.

"When she comes back, I'll take care of preparing one too." Windless fingertips slid across the stone table beside her, her tone still faint.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Being sentimental."

"Really?" Wufeng said quietly, looking at him, "Is the brother scared?"

"What's so scary for me, I'm just worried that it will hurt your self-esteem at that time." Xing Wuyun squinted at him, smiling, but sharp.

No wind said "Oh", "It's okay, my heart is strong."

Xing Wuyun stood up, "You can enjoy the flowers and the moon by yourself, I will go back to sleep."

There was no wind and got up unhurriedly, followed him into the bedroom, "Where do I sleep?"

"The attic on the side." Xing Wuyun answered dullly, stepped forward, and entered the inner hall.

Wufeng watched him walking into the wind, obviously holding back his anger, but his heart became more and more happy, then turned around and walked to his resting place.

Xing Wuyun stepped into the inner hall, suffocated his anger, lay on the bed, and rolled a few times. Although he had been running around for a day, his body was stained with dust, but he was not as depressed as he was stimulated by the wind. Without thinking about bathing and washing, he lay down in his clothes until he was drowsy after tossing for a long time.

If there is no wind, he bathes and washes in a good mood, lying on the bed comfortably. He always goes wherever he goes. He often spends the days when the sky is the seat of the ground. Therefore, as long as there is a place to sleep, he will not He was too particular about it, so this night, he slept very peacefully.

The next day before dawn, Xing Wuyun woke up and washed briefly. He wanted to change his clothes, lowered his head, and saw that he was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, so he ordered people to prepare bath soup. After he took a bath, he dressed properly. , Just walked out.

Wu Feng was still wearing yesterday's snow-white clothes, and he walked out refreshed, still with that detached temperament, and walked in front of Xing Wuyun.

He looked at the windless, "I don't have your clothes here."

"I know." No wind nodded.

"I'll let someone bring it for you later." Xing Wuyun looked at his light and breezy appearance, and wanted to tear off his mask.

Wufeng smiled calmly, "No need, someone has prepared it."

"Who?" Xing Wuyun asked quickly.

"Look?" Wufeng looked sideways, and saw Si Xi walking in with a tray and walked in front of Xing Wuyun, "Commander Xing, this is the clothes that the emperor specially ordered the slaves to rush overnight, saying they are for Prepared for genius doctor."

"The emperor is too polite." Wu Feng smiled and responded before Xing Wuyun could speak.

Sixi raised his eyes and saw Xing Wuyun's gloomy face, thinking in his heart, he rarely saw Xing Wuyun look like this.

He snorted coldly and looked at him, "Don't change it soon."

Windless eyes, looking at him, with a low laugh, "I'll change it now."

While speaking, he turned around and walked into the house again, and Si Xi quickly bowed his head and followed him.

Xing Wuyun looked at his calm and relaxed appearance, strode out of the palace in a stride, standing on the corridor, walking back and forth with his hands on his hips.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng just walked out, and they saw Xing Wuyun's figure from a distance. Seeing him hanging his head and spinning around, Gu Yefeng couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with him?" "

"I don't know." Lan Jingshu shook his head, and the two slowly walked away.

When the two of them approached, they saw a white figure walking out. The two of them were stunned again. Thinking of this morning, they heard the attendant replied that there was one more person in Xingyun Palace last night. The white-clothed son, the two were curious, and now they saw that this temperament was extraordinary, and it was a bit of a fairy style.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and saw Wufeng walk out faintly. He turned his head and looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng who were already standing in front of him, "He is my junior, no wind."

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"Is the genius doctor without wind?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help asking.

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at the windlessness, and said warmly, "Looking to the name of the genius doctor for a long time, I'm going to download Lan Jingshu."

Windless side eyes, looking at the Lan Jingshu in front of me, wearing a light blue brocade robe, gentle and jade-like temperament, a gentleman of Qianqian, although not very stunning, but there is a natural comfort.

He answered politely, "Brother Lan is too much."

"He is now facing the left." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Oh, it turned out to be Lanxiang. I'll be lucky enough to meet." Wufeng still answered calmly.

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, looking at Gu Yefeng who was sitting on his side in a wheelchair, "He is Gu Yefeng."

Wufeng looked at Gu Yefeng, bowed his head, looked at his legs, still had a complexion, and said in a low voice, "Although Brother Gu's complexion is sound, looking at his breath, he seems to have a stubborn illness?"

"Exactly." Gu Yefeng looked at the windless, his eyes were startled, thinking about him, and then glanced at him, knowing that he has a stubborn illness, and responded in surprise.

"Can you let me take the pulse?" Fengfeng asked, taking a step forward.

"There is work." Gu Yefeng's eyes were clear and full of expectation.

No wind leaned over, put his finger on his pulse, then took it back and looked at him, "It's a sign of poisoning."

"Exactly." Gu Yefeng nodded, "I really am a genius doctor."

"However, this poison has no solution." Wufeng shook his head and responded lightly.

"Yeah." The renewed hope in Gu Yefeng's eyes was extinguished again.

Wufeng looked at him, "Does Brother Gu know the mystery of this?"

"The emperor found out the cause early in the morning, but the poison is difficult to solve." Gu Yefeng lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Wufeng thought that there were very few people in this world who could see that he was poisoned. He didn't expect Feng Aotian to be able to see it. It was really beyond his expectation.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng thoughtfully, then stepped forward, "How is Yi Mu's body these few days?"

"It's always bad. It feels a lot worse than Su Ri. It seems to be back in the days of the Regent Palace." Lan Jingshu said quietly. After all, he and Yi Mu both came from the Regent Palace.

Xing Wuyun has never experienced the pain they experienced before in the Regent’s Mansion. Now, he can’t realize their feelings at the time. He reads Lan Jingshu. Maybe, after the pain, he will know how to love. This is the case with Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, Yi Mu sees too thoroughly, but never sees through themselves.

He turned his eyes and looked at No Wind, "When you come here, you have to use your usefulness. The emperor will not leave useless people here."

Wu Feng listened to Xing Wuyun's serious words, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay."

Xing Wuyun took the lead and walked forward first.

Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun's solemn back, then looked at Wufeng's indifferent temperament, looked at Gu Yefeng, with a slight smile on his mouth.

Xing Wuyun walked to the Meixiang Palace and saw Yi Muzheng getting up. After washing and drinking the medicine, he walked to Yi Mu's side, "Is your body better?"

"What wind brought you here?" Yi Mu drank the medicine, put the medicine bowl on one side, looked at Xing Wuyun, and whispered.

"Not welcome?" Xing Wuyun responded with a smile.

"Naturally welcome." Yi Mu thought of that day, when they were still in the Prince Regent's Mansion, the days when a few people were in the Meixiang Pavilion and had all-you-can-drink.

Xing Wuyun sat on one side casually, watching his face pale, his complexion was very bad, his eyebrows were filled with melancholy all day long, thinking about what is it that can temper him into such a temperament? In his bones he is noble, but also humble, invincible, but also fragile. Such a contradictory temperament will make anyone feel distressed.

No wind then walked in, and I saw the man lying on the bed from a distance. At a glance, I felt pity.

He walked leisurely by the bed, looked at Yi Mu, and knew Yi Mu's condition with just one glance, then turned his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "No need to look, there is no medicine to cure."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "You are more dare to say than Duke Jiu."

"Who is Duke Jiu?" Wufeng couldn't help asking.

"My master." Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Why is there no cure?"

When Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng came in, they heard Xing Wuyun ask back

If they look at each other, how can there be no cure?

Wufeng looked at him, "He still needs heart medicine, and what he got is heart disease."

Xing Wuyun looked at Yi Mu, "How come you haven't looked away yet?"

"There is nothing I can't see, it's only because I look too open." Yi Mu said with a smile, couldn't help coughing, and quickly covered the corner of his mouth with a veil.

Xing Wuyun looked at his situation, then looked towards Wufeng, "If this continues, would it?"

"Everything depends on him." Wufeng glanced at Yi Mu lightly, then looked at Xing Wuyun, "What else can you tell me, brother?"

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at Yi Mu, "You will keep it well."

"Okay." Yi Mu nodded and looked at them, "Everyone, go and work."

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, shook his head helplessly, and pushed Gu Yefeng out.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Wufeng, "How long will he last if this goes on forever?"

"I don't know." Wufeng raised his eyes, looked forward, and replied lightly.

Xing Wuyun no longer asks more questions, he can't help being a little heavy on his mind. Now, in the palace, it is only a few of them that can be counted on. In the few days that Feng Aotian has left, the affairs of the court and the safety of Beijing, It depends on a few of them.

He has always been a wanderer. Even at the beginning, he imagined that one day he would be able to get rid of the past, he would live a life of idleness, drinking and drinking every day. However, things are contrary to his wishes. Now, it is inevitable that he has to conspiracy with the officialdom.

The group of people walked to the Emperor's bedroom, Meteor stretched out, raised his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun who was approaching. He blinked his eyes quickly, pulled an extremely bright smile, and threw his legs at him.

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor that suddenly fell into his arms, his handsome eyebrows raised slightly, "When have you been so passionate about me?"

Meteor raised his head and looked at him, "You can count back, otherwise, I will die of boredom."

Xing Wuyun heard what he meant, dare to say, he finally waited for someone to play with him.

The dog walked forward slowly, standing at the gate of the main hall, looking at Xing Wuyun in front of him, then looking at the appearance of the meteor, turning around and walking inward.

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "The Holy Lord has gone to Qicheng?"

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun continued to walk forward.

Meteor tilted his head, looking at the windlessness beside Xing Wuyun, blinking his eyes, "Who is he?"

"My brother, there is no wind." Xing Wuyun replied tirelessly.

"Oh." Meteor nodded, and he saw at a glance that there was no wind and the seeming indifference.

He was obviously lacking in interest, and dragged Xing Wuyun's clothes, and his group entered the imperial palace.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Yinqi on the dragon couch, "Can Lingyu detoxify?"

"Well, it can be solved, but the days will be longer, the Holy Lord said, it will take at least three years." Meteor took Xing Wuyun and sat on the soft couch, raising his head and said, "When will you be with me? Game?"

"No time these days." Xing Wuyun directly refused.

Meteor pursed his lips, "Hey, you are all busy, so I have nothing to do."

"Aren't you busy? I know exactly what happened in this palace." Xing Wuyun said, looking at the meteor.

"Yeah, so, now I need it to protect me." Meteor pointed to the dog beside him and said.

Xing Wuyun looked at the **** dog who was closing his eyes and rested, and said with a smile, "That's not very good."

"Yes, very good." Meteor gritted his teeth. In the past two days, it completely ignored and indifferent to him, and then faced it like this, it is estimated that he would be suffocated to death.

Xing Wuyun listened to Meteor’s words filled with deep dissatisfaction, smiled and touched his head, turned his eyes, and looked towards Wufeng, "Thousands of years are over, you may solve it?"

"Brother, are you asking me for a follow-up visit?" Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, knowing that he was deliberately making things difficult.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "That's natural."

Lan Jingshu took a step forward, looked at the windlessness, and gave him the porcelain bottle in his hand, "This is powder made from Lingyu. The emperor ordered me to feed An Wang's clothes with dew in a certain amount every day. Next."

No wind took the porcelain bottle and opened it, sniffed it, then closed it, and handed it back to Lan Jing's book, then lifted up, walked to the dragon couch, looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying calmly, her eyes flashed A gleam of light, then turned around, and walked in front of Xing Wuyun, "Unexpectedly he was young, so

Have suffered such a heavy blow. "

"What did you see?" Xing Wuyun asked, looking at Wufeng.

"I have been poisoned twice in a row. Although the first type of poison is detoxified, but because of the thousand years, I have been lethargic." No wind whispered.

Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "Fortunately, now there is Lingyu, he will be able to wake up in three years."

No wind shook his head, "Now, this is the best way."

Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and looked at Si Xi standing in the emperor’s bedroom, "Prepare breakfast."

"Yes." Si Xi answered, and hurriedly entered to prepare.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng watched Xing Wuyun taking up all the burdens in an orderly manner. The two looked at each other. At this time, all they could do was to stabilize the situation, but Xing Wuyun was able to support everything.

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, and then said, "Or these days, I will follow you."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at the dog, "If it should, you will follow me."

Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, "You are really cunning."

The dog was very agreeable to Xing Wuyun's behavior. He opened his seldom-opened eyes, glanced at Xing Wuyun, and then closed again.

Meteor was a little downcast, and couldn't help feeling sad. There are really few people in this world who can understand him.

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Follow me, I can't guarantee that I can deal with the nine princesses. Moreover, recently, the emperor is absent, and everything is annoying. Everyone must work together. You can't make any mistakes when the emperor is absent. ."

His words happened to hit everyone's minds, and now at this time, they have to be more attentive.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Hehe, I'm just talking, it's actually good to stay in the palace."

Xing Wuyun touched his head, "Let’s have breakfast."

"Yeah." Meteor got down on the soft couch, and followed Xing Wuyun, everyone ate breakfast quietly.

Wu Feng looked at the few people in front of him, thinking that Feng Aotian’s wrists were really powerful, and he could make the few people in front of him, all young talents, all kinds of outstanding people, be so devoted to her, willingly, He couldn't help becoming more and more curious about Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun knew that Feng Aotian had agreed to enter the palace without wind and wanted to replace Duke Jiu. However, he knew the windless temperament in his heart. He was the most adventurous person. As the so-called curiosity killed the cat, he was the most He likes to explore, not to mention, he is really interested in Feng Aotian now, he regrets a bit, let him go down the mountain.

Xing Wuyun stopped breakfast, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng went to the Duchayuan step by step. Everything seemed to be in peace, without any changes, and calm and quiet.

Xing Wuyun was walking on the way to the Floating Dream Palace, Wufeng just beside him quietly followed him.

Wei Zimo slept restlessly last night, with too many things depressed in his heart, unable to relieve him, got up early, sat next to the book desk, and started a busy day.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo like this, and couldn’t help shaking his head. He knew what it was like to be haunted by such unstable factors. At the beginning, he fled from Fengguo hurriedly and hid in Leqiguo. He was drunk all day long. It looks exactly the same.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Where is the wine father you mentioned?"

"I'm not in the palace now." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "I'll take you to his residence later."

"Okay." Windlessly nodded in response.

Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, who was separated by a bead curtain, and then said, "How much of the 50% that was taken back from the south back to the country, how much is now taken back?"

Wei Zimo lowered his head, looked at the secret letter in his hand, and said in a light tone, "Yicheng."

"Where is the remaining 40%?" Xing Wuyun then asked.

"20% is in Nan Yu's hands, and another 20% is in Lu Yunxiu's hands." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and continued.

"These two people are hard bones to chew." Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "The remaining 60%, all withdrawn, will be enough for Nan Yu."

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, thinking that at the beginning, fortunately, after listening to Feng Aotian's words, he would close Nan Huiguo's economy, otherwise, Nan Huiguo would already be in his hands.

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter that Wei Zimo had read, and looked at it carefully, "Although he can't move the property of Xuanmo State, Xuanyuanyu can't live without this thought."

"What do you see?" Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun and asked in a low voice.

"He is too peaceful these days

It's hard to say that it is not planning something. You and I must plan ahead and immediately gather the property of Xuanmo Kingdom, let Furong Pavilion and Moyun Pavilion do their hands, firmly hold the property here. "Xing Wuyun continued.

"Actually, before the incident, I had sent someone to gather it up, but..." Wei Zimo handed him the secret letter in his hand, "It just came this morning."

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter, took a look, and smiled deeply, "You are a step slower, what about the others?"

Wei Zimo hides the red lips slightly under the veil, "Look at these again."

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter, and then read it, "It seems that he was prepared."

"He is two birds with one stone. He really wants to leave me with nothing." Wei Zimo sneered and couldn't help shaking, suddenly feeling the biting cold swept through his body.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at the coldness in Wei Zimo's eyes through the bead curtain, and then said, "Until the last moment, you must not give up, even if it is irretrievable, you must fight. In the last fight, the jade will be burned."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "I won't give up, I just hate myself, why can't I keep it."

Xing Wuyun sighed quietly. Over the years, he has suffered too much. Now, suddenly losing it is like taking half of his life.

"It will be kept." Xing Wuyun continued, "Don't forget, there is me and the emperor."

Wei Zimo was taken aback for a moment, remembering what Feng Aotian said that day, yes, he was not alone.

Wufeng sat quietly, listening to the conversation between the two of them, and fell into deep thought. He had never participated in it before and naturally had no right to speak.

Feng Aotian woke up early in the morning, and the two people beside him had already left.

She just got up, got off the bed, and saw Leng Qianye walk in with her breakfast in person.

The corner of her mouth tickled slightly, "Where is Hanyao?"

Leng Qianye set the breakfast, stepped forward, holding her hand, "Is it alright to serve the emperor and wash up?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "It's really weird every day. Today is very strange."

Leng Qianye just smiled. He actually wanted to do this early in the morning because he was afraid that he would not have the chance to do it in the future?

Feng Aotian let him pass the wrung-out cotton pad to her, and then he tied her hair personally. Although the movements were a bit awkward, it was warm.

Mu Hanyao had returned from training, and saw Feng Aotian getting up from the dressing table and smiling at Leng Qianye. He then stepped forward and stood in front of her respectfully, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's just right to have breakfast together."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao answered, and the three of them sat together, eating breakfast quietly.

Jin Yao walked in and saw that Feng Aotian had just finished breakfast, "Master, this is a secret letter from Princess Qianning."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then opened the secret letter, with only one word written on it, "Move".

Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "Prepare, it's time to close the net."

"Yes." Jin Yao answered, then turned and walked back.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, let the minister go this time."

"No, let Jin Yao go." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since this is the game between her and Princess Qian Ning, let her collect the net herself."

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and answered, "The minister understands."

Feng Aotian held his broad hand, "Is the injury healed?"

Last night, because she came back too late and was a little tired, she went to bed early, and she still had to ask in the future.

"It's okay." Mu Hanyao warmed her heart and responded in a low voice.

Feng Aotian smiled, "That's good."

She then got up and looked at Leng Qianye, "Master accompany him out for shopping."

"Okay." Leng Qianye responded with a light smile.

Feng Aotian shook Mu Hanyao's hand and walked out of the camp, while Leng Qianye stepped up and went to Jinyao's camp. After all, today, it's another scene.

As soon as Feng Aotian stepped out of the camp, he saw Fu Han approaching.

She raised her eyebrows, watched him approach, bowed and saluted, "The minister sees the emperor!"

"Be flat." Feng Aotian responded lightly.

"Xie Huang," Fu Han responded in a low voice

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Feng Aotian looked at him, "General Fu is still used to it?"

"The minister is all well." Fu Hanchui replied.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, when Qicheng is recovered, General Fu will return to Beijing to report on his work."

Fu Han was startled slightly, although he couldn't guess Feng Aotian's mind, he still whispered in reply, "The minister abides by the edict!"

Mu Hanyao watched Feng Aotian not say a word, and after Fu Han retreated, she wandered around holding his hand.

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