This Lord is Too Cruel: 199 He is stingy

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Feng Aotian entered the house, changed into a brown brocade robe, and went straight to the restaurant. Wei Zimo had just taken a shower and also changed into a clean bright red brocade robe and walked out of the house.

Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest, leaned on one side, and looked at him with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "A trip to the palace with my master?"

Wei Zimo stepped forward and stood in front of her, "I'm not going anymore."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, leaned slightly, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, "Let me hug you."

Wei Zimo opened his arms, took her into his arms and held her, "Do you want me to see you flirting with him?"

"If you don't go, don't think about it." Feng Aotian held his earlobe and said in a low voice, "You want to find out the fine work in the restaurant here?"

"Yeah." Wei Zimo replied in a low voice, the tingling sensation in his ears made him hold her tightly, his cheeks pressed against her face through the veil.

Feng Aotian encircled his waist, sucking in the fragrance of his body just after bathing, letting go, and kissed his lips through the veil, with an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, "I really want to I will eat you."

Wei Zimo's cold eyes bend slightly, her lips curled up with a smile, and pressed against her forehead, "I'm waiting anytime."

Feng Aotian smiled happily and shook his hand, "Be careful, I know you have a way."

Wei Zimo nodded and said, "If you touch him, you can't touch me."

Feng Aotian smiled again, "Hard mouth."

Wei Zimo gave a low snort and pushed her away, "Go."

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, turned around, and left the restaurant.

Wei Zimo watched her leave, the smile at the corners of her mouth was put away, his eyes were cold, he turned around, entered the bead curtain, and sat down.

Hearing the movement, the shopkeeper bowed his head and walked in.

Wei Zimo had no expression on his face, and said solemnly, "Bring things here."

"Yes." The shopkeeper quickly pulled out a notebook from his sleeve, wrapped it in a red cloth, and placed it on the low table outside the bead curtain.

Wei Zimo clouded his sleeve, and the book fell into his hand with the red cloth. He then opened it and looked at it one by one. Time slowly passed, and the restaurant was very quiet.

Feng Aotian avoided the imperial guards of the imperial palace, turned around, and landed in the palace where Xuanyuan Yu lived.

On one side of the main hall, a bright yellow figure was sitting next to the book table, reading the memorial intently.

Feng Aotian did not evade, but walked towards him step by step, obviously without concealing his internal strength.

Xuanyuan Yu didn't make any movement, instead, he focused on watching the memorial in his hand.

When Feng Aotian approached and stood beside him, she suddenly opened her arms, wrapped his neck around his back, hugging him, "Do you miss me?"

After Xuanyuanyu approved the memorial in his hand, he calmly put down the imperial pen, raised his eyes, and smiled at Shang Feng Aotian's eyes, his eyes filled with a thousand years of silent indifference, and he whispered, "Could it be that Feng Qihuang always sees a man like this?"

Feng Aotian leaned all her heart on him, looked at him with a smile, her eyes met, she smiled deeply, it seems that he has come out of his demon.

She chuckled, "It seems you still understand me."

Speaking, he kissed his lips, the tip of his tongue outlined the shape of his lips, gently sucking.

Xuanyuan Yu remained unmoved, looked at her steadily like Mount Tai, without any anger or anger, neither happy nor worried.

Feng Aotian wanted to see how long he could hold on, slid his fingertips across his back, all the way down, slowly biting his lips, and the other hand was already sliding to his waist. , Flicking lightly, the Panlong jade button on his dragon robe was uncovered, and her hand slipped in.

The skin of the tentacles was very tender, she leaped gently, and sat in his arms, hooking his neck, watching his lustrous lips slightly pursed, and her handsome face was even more beautiful. With fascinating gorgeousness, she followed his lips, kissed his chin, neck, bowed her head, and bit on his beautiful collarbone...

The hands moved even more on his body, and when she was about to continue, she heard a sneer, "How did Emperor Feng Qi please your male pet?"

Feng Aotian raised his head, "Uh-huh."

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his eyes, those eyes were so profound that he couldn't see through. He raised his hand and directly pushed Feng Aotian out, then got up, the jade belt was hung around his waist, his dragon robe was loose and his clothes half open. There was a row of teeth marks on the collarbone, and his face was still impermanent, but he would have already cursed a few words in his heart. She was easily confused by her, and let her treat her. Do it yourself.

Feng Aotian stood on the ground, looking at him, she was truly unparalleled, she stepped forward, buckled his jade buckle up again, closed his skirt slightly, and sat on one side gracefully, lifting The Jinli teapot on the side poured a cup of tea, leaned close to the nose and sniffed, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "The tea is good."

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her with this cozy expression, as if taking this place as his own site, he snorted coldly, is he really confused by her? He remembers this account clearly Chu, he didn't believe it, he could still be held by her, he didn't look at whose territory this is now, he is Xuanyuanyu, the monarch of Xuanmo country.

He walked forward slowly, then sat down in the seat next to her, raised his hand, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and continued to remain silent.

Feng Aotian didn’t speak, but was tasting tea with an air. It’s noon now. She has been tossing for a day without eating. She turned her eyes and looked at him, "I'm hungry."

"What is it to me?" Xuanyuan Yu replied nonchalantly.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, supported his chin with one hand, and hooked the blue silk on his chest with the other hand, "I'm hungry."

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her with an indifferent expression, then raised her hand and waved her restless hand away, "The restaurant opposite the Furong Pavilion is full of delicacies, can you still be hungry?"

Feng Aotian's hand waved away by him, then posted it again, and continued to play with his Qingsi, "I am at your place now, I am hungry."

Xuanyuan Yu raised his hand again, waved her hand away, and said coldly, "No."

Feng Aotian continued to hold his hand, wound his blue silk around his fingertips, and whispered, "No, then I will eat you."

Speaking, he got up from the chair and leaned forward to bite him.

Xuanyuan stood up and waved her hand away again, and said in a deep voice, "Pass the meal!"

Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, then sat down again, playing with the teacup.

Xuanyuan Yu stepped forward and sat down next to the book again, flipping through the memorial in his hand, ignoring her.

Feng Aotian doesn't care either. It's just wasteful, to see who can consume whom, anyway, she doesn't worry.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at the memorial before him, and Feng Aotian's frivolous face appeared in his mind. He resisted the irritability in his heart, and on the surface read the memorial casually.

After a while, the chief **** came in, "The emperor, please have a meal."

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu answered lightly.

The chief **** retired.

Feng Aotian got up comfortably, swaggered through the hall, walked to the table aside, and looked at the meal in front of her. Compared with the ones she used to eat, it was really extravagant, big and small. There are three or four hundred kinds of Zhen Dian. She raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and she couldn't help but shook her head and said, what a luxury.

Xu is a temperament developed in a previous life. Although she knows that in this world, the royal authority is supreme, and the royal kitchen is like this. It is also the most normal. The royal majesty and gold are displayed everywhere, but she is She couldn't have such a luxury, especially the food. Therefore, as the emperor, she emphasized exquisite and delicious meals, and discarded the previous imperial meal that was placed on the water table.

However, now she is in the country of Xuanmo, and she looked at the delicacies in front of her, slowly picked up the chopsticks, and used it on her own.

Xuanyuan Yu sat on the main seat with Feng Aotian, looking at her at ease, completely inappropriate for being an outsider, he snorted in his heart, and then gracefully picked up the golden dragon chopsticks, the **** chief beside him At the sign of him, he sandwiched a small dish of food and placed it in front of him.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him as really particular, and didn't care, but used it by himself.

Lunch is used in a casual, elegant, and the same emperors of the two countries, one is very casual, the other is very noble.

Xuanyuan Yu uses very little, Feng Aotian cleans her hands, and after rinsing her mouth, he watched Xuanyuan Yu slowly get up and walked over her, completely ignoring her.

She suddenly drew up and stood beside him. Without warning, she held his hand, "I just stopped lunch and went for a walk."

Xuanyuan Yu shook her hand away, "Not going."

Feng Aotian clasped his hand tightly and looked at him, "Are you afraid that I will see your concubine in your harem and have a good heart?"

"Do you like women too?" Xuanyuan Yu threw her hand away again, and said solemnly.

"Everyone has the love of beauty. If you look more beautiful, I don't mind taking it back to Fengqi." Feng Aotian said lightly, "Recently, there is a shortage of people in Furong Pavilion."

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes sank, "You mean the women in my harem are only worthy to be prostitutes?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Instead of letting me kill them, it's better to use waste."

"Who do you say is trash?" Xuanyuan Yu listened to her pointing at Sang Shuhuai, and everything in his harem was trash, then what was he? Isn't it waste in waste?

Feng Aotian clenched his hand tightly again, raised the back of his hand, and dropped a light kiss, "How many women are there in your harem?"

"I don't know." Xuanyuan Yu said coldly, waved vigorously, and opened her hand.

Feng Aotian clenched his hand tightly, and dragged him out of the bedroom, then walked forward.

The eunuchs and the guards on the side bowed their heads in shock. They had never seen the emperor so close to anyone, not to mention a woman. Now, they are holding hands with a man, is it, the emperor? Have a habit of breaking sleeves?

Everyone was stunned. No wonder the emperor did not look at the women in the harem. It turned out that the emperor liked men. Some eunuchs who were bought by officials quickly realized that he had to spread the news quickly so that the officials would not give away beautiful women in the future. , But to send beautiful boys in.

Xuanyuan Yu shook Feng Aotian's hand vigorously, "Let go."

Feng Aotian held his hand tightly and dragged him forward, "The weather here is nice."

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes and looked directly at Feng Aotian in front of him, his eyes filled with coldness, shot on the back of her head, and muttered in his heart, what is he doing so tightly, what does he have to do with her?

Feng Aotian directly ignored Xuanyuanyu’s cold eyes, but walked forward enthusiastically. After walking all the way, he saw the various palaces, and the **** lady on the side saw Xuanyuanyu in front of him and knelt in fright. On the ground, God knows, the emperor has never stepped into the harem.

Feng Aotian looked at the palace in front of him, "Mei Huan Palace, there is a word difference from the Meixiang Palace in my palace. I wonder if there are plum blossoms inside?"

Xuanyuan Yu listened to her talking to herself, and then slammed it hard, "I haven't seen it, I don't know, you let it go."

Feng Aotian turned a deaf ear to what he said, but stepped up and walked in.

The palace lady guarding at the gate of the palace was so scared that she knelt on the ground and did not dare to gnaw. A clever **** had entered the palace to report.

Feng Aotian was like visiting his own harem, dragged Xuanyuanyu and walked in. The courtyard is unique, with a few plum trees standing in a corner of the promenade. Now, it’s not yet the blooming season, compared to Meixiangyuan is elegant and elegant, and there is a bit more of a woman's demure, but it is also unique.

Xuanyuan Yu has never entered the harem, and it is the first time he has seen the palace in front of him, but now he is not interested in appreciating, just staring at Feng Aotian with a cold face.

Feng Aotian looked at it and nodded, "Well, yes, if the plum blossoms are in full bloom, there will be some artistic conception."

"Huh." Xuanyuan Yu let out a cold snort, standing still.

"There are a few branches of plums in the corner, and Ling Han leaves alone. I know it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance." Feng Aotian held the branches of plum blossoms with one hand, and held Xuanyuanyu's hand with the other, and muttered.

Not far away, there came a woman dressed in luxurious splendor, a pink palace dress, Liu Dai's eyebrow, and a plum blossom painted on her forehead. Hiring Tingting is a bit more elegant. Gas.

Feng Aotian approached Xuanyuan Yu and said, "I really want to have a secret fragrance."

Xuanyuan Yu followed, but with a single glance, he cast his gaze on Feng Aotian's face. Compared to the delicate makeup and the delicate and contrived appearance, it was better to look at the refreshing face in front of him.

"Concubine, see the emperor!" The woman walked slowly, blessing her body without disorder, her voice sounded like a very stable person.

"Yeah." Xuanyuanyu just uttered a nasal sound, which was regarded as an answer. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Have you read it?"

"I'm thirsty." Feng Aotian saw Xuanyuanyu's obvious impatience, thinking, doesn't he like women but men?

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her, "Go back and drink."

Feng Aotian immediately sat on the marble stool beside him, tilted Erlang's legs, raised his head, and looked at him, "I want it now."

Xuanyuanyu had a headache, but he still had to maintain his emperor’s dignity, so he could only say in a deep voice, "Go get tea."

"Yes." The woman in front of her whispered, and then motioned to the court lady on the side.

Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of her with her head down docilely, standing on one side, she smiled and asked, "Beauty, what's her name?"

The woman in front of her raised her eyes, glanced at Feng Aotian, and saw that she was holding Xuanyuanyu’s hand, she was as beautiful as a bright moon, she exuded a luxurious air, she was extraordinary, but her brows and eyes showed a little bit Pretty, it is really impressive. Since she came to the palace, she has never seen Xuanyuanyu enter the harem. Although the concubines in this palace have noble identities, only they understand that this The loneliness and helplessness.

Now, when I heard the emperor arrive, she was obviously shocked, but because of the temperament she has cultivated over the years, she has never had an overdue expectation, and there is no big surprise. She looked down, just about to reply. I heard Xuanyuan Yu’s cold voice, "What do you ask this for?"

Feng Aotian pulled gently, and Xuanyuanyu sat down beside her. She leaned in his arms and said in a low voice, "You are also true, don't use the beautiful girl in front of you. It was wasted like this."

Xuanyuan Yu gently moved his shoulders, Feng Aotian raised his head, turned his head to the side, and looked at him with a smile.

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were cold, staring at her, "Do I need it, what does it have to do with you? Or do you want to see how I use it?"

Feng Aotian listened to his angry words, and quickly lowered his face, "I am not thirsty anymore."

Speaking, he got up and pulled him out.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her gloomy face, inexplicably in a very good mood, every time she was half to death by her anger, but now, it makes her angry, her mood is much better, unexpectedly, the corners of her mouth are faint Smiled.

The woman on the side raised her eyes, just in time to see the smile that was as beautiful as a summer flower, so beautiful that she was suffocating, and her mind moved, and she still remembered that when she first saw him, it was when he became the throne. She went to the ancestral hall to worship her ancestors, while she was standing in the crowd, watching him sitting on the dragon's blade from a distance. She was handsome and handsome. With just one look, she fell in love at first sight and entered the palace willingly. Over the years, she has exhausted the best years of a woman here, but she has never seen him again, her heart is ashamed, but now, seeing him still smile, that smile is deeply burned on her In the heart.

The court lady next to her saw the emperor leave, and when she saw her stunned, she whispered, "Miss Mei, are you okay?"

"Mei Yueru." She whispered. Her name was Mei Yueru, but he never knew that there was another woman in this world. He didn't know before, maybe he would never know, right? Desolation flashed in her eyes, and she moved forward lonely, standing under the plum tree, secretly hurt.

Feng Aotian dragged Xuanyuanyu away from Mei Huan Palace and turned back to his bedroom.

However, Xuanyuan Yu found pleasure. Seeing her about to return, he said, "Why don't you go and see the scenery in other palaces? Anyway, I haven't seen it before, so I just accompany me to see."

Feng Aotian stopped, turned around and looked at him, "Do you remember that woman just now?"

"Why do you want to tell you?" Xuanyuan Yu looked at her angry look in a very good mood, raised his head, raised his eyebrows and replied, then turned and walked forward.

Feng Aotian shook his hand and said in a deep voice, "Dare you take a step forward and try?"

Xuanyuan Yu snorted coldly, "This is my harem, where do I go..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a warmth on his lips. He opened his eyes and saw Feng Aotian staring at him coldly. When he was stunned, she bit his On the lips, for a moment, he smelled blood.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his hand and pushed her away, but Feng Aotian hooked the tip of his tongue, licked the blood on his lips, slid into his sandal mouth, and entangled his lips and teeth.

Xuanyuan Yu's brain went blank under such a strong offensive. Under her guidance, she stood on the huge corridor and kissed her in front of a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

This scene was naturally seen by all people. They were startled at first, then surprised, and then exclaimed, God, their wise and martial emperor, the man who actually likes, is proud of the world The emperor of the first beautiful man, really likes men?

As soon as the kiss ended, Feng Aotian left his lips, held his hand and walked forward. She still doesn't believe it, and can't subdue him?

Xuanyuan Yu panted low, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. After halfway through his walk, he reacted, shaking her hand vigorously, and looking at her, "You can't come Fresh way?"

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at him, "I only use the most effective method."

Xuanyuanyu thinks what's wrong with this? Obviously thinking of bringing her over, and then teaching her well, but now, what is this?

Feng Aotian stepped forward and held his hand again, "Do you remember the face of the woman just now?"

"Turn off you..." Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes, looked at her, and said in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian stepped forward again, intercepted his words, and kissed again.

Xuanyuan Yu quickly pushed her away, "Are you... ever ending?"

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "It's not over, do you remember?"

"Huh." Xuanyuan Yu let out a cold snort, strode past her and walked forward with a sullen face.

Feng Aotian smiled at the back of him shaking his sleeves away, hum, and pretended to her, let’s see if he can't cure you.

Xuanyuanyu walked for a long while without hearing the sound of chasing footsteps, then stood still, turned around, and watched her standing still from a distance.

He said solemnly, "Isn't he thirsty? What is Chu doing there?"

Feng Aotian turned sideways, raised his head, not looking at him, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her swearing to stop, and said sharply, "If you continue to do this, then I will go take a closer look."

Feng Aotian still stood still.

Xuanyuan Yu also stood in place. Although it was afternoon and the sun was scorching, the atmosphere was extremely cold, and the court lady **** who was kneeling on the side was so frightened that she did not dare to speak.

The two were in a stalemate. I don’t know how long it took, Xuanyuanyu strode forward and stood in front of her, "What are you here for? Are you here to make me angry?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You didn't let me come?"

"Who said that?" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed and said coldly.

Feng Aotian shook his head, "It's not you, then I'm leaving."

As she said, she tapped her toes and flew away.

Xuanyuan Yu stood on the spot, watching her flying away, for a while, then turned around, left angrily, and returned to the bedroom with a calm face.

The chief **** saw that the emperor came back alone, and, with a black face, just stood outside the temple, not daring to bother.

Xuanyuan Yu sat angrily beside the bookcase. She was great. Come and leave if you want. What is this place? What is he?

He panted loudly, rolled up his sleeves, then stepped into the inner hall, and violently tore off his dragon robe that was soaked with her breath, and threw it to the ground. Then he lay on the dragon couch, raised his eyes, and looked at the top of the sky. Fortunately, Feng Aotian, you unexpectedly fluctuated your mood so easily.

Feng Aotian left the palace, went back to the restaurant, opened the bead curtain, then sat beside Wei Zimo, grabbed the tea in his hand, took a sip, and poured another cup.

Wei Zimo looked at her and asked in a cold voice, "Is Emperor Xuan Mo so stingy that he won't even give you a sip of tea?"

"Huh." Feng Aotian also snorted after learning Xuanyuanyu's voice, then looked at Wei Zimo, "He is stingy."

Wei Zimo looked at her calmly, and then said, "Did you make him angry?"

"Why don't you say that he made him angry?" Feng Aotian stared at him, and said solemnly.

"Only you have the ability to make others angry." Wei Zimo picked up the cup she had used, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip, remembering that Xing Wuyun didn't drink tea in the past, but she used it alone. He likes to drink tea with his cup, and he really has a different taste now.

Feng Aotian grabbed the teacup from his hand and looked at him, "Nowadays, I don't put my master in his eyes more and more."

Wei Zimo looked at her with a smile, raised his hand, and embraced her in his arms, "Your visit this time has already discredited Emperor Xuan Mo, why are you angry?"

Feng Aotian tick the corner of his mouth, "You still understand."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to live today. Everyone knows that Emperor Xuan Mo has a habit of breaking his sleeves." Wei Zimo said lightly, looking at her, "You are not afraid, he really loves men, and those officials give him Send a lot of beautiful boys over?"

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Whoever dares to give it away will dare to destroy him."

Wei Zimo chuckled, "This place is his site."

"Sooner or later, it's the master." Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, playing with the blue silk on his chest, "Master is tired, take a break with him."

"Okay." Wei Zimo said, and then lay on the soft couch, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, the two of them hugged each other and slowly closed their eyes.

Feng Aotian woke up gradually at sunset, stayed up all night, and then went to the palace. Now, after taking a nap, he feels much more refreshed.

She looked sideways and looked at Wei Zimo who was still sleeping. She turned her sideways, propped her head with one hand, and traced his eyebrows with the other, looking at him with a smile.

Wei Zimo suddenly raised his eyes and ran into the smile between her eyebrows. He always woke up from a light sleep, but he couldn't stand her noise and woke up reluctantly.

"What are you thinking?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.

"Thinking about you." Wei Zimo slowly got up, got down on the soft couch, and stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside.

Feng Aotian hugged him behind him, "Why are you so quiet these days?"

"Are you doing something in secret?" Wei Zimo finally asked.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian stood beside him, looking at him, "What do you want to know?"

"What can I do for you?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, staring at her.

"Eat and sleep with my father." Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Warm the bed."

Wei Zimo tugged gently, and she crashed into his arms. Wei Zimo lowered her head and said, "I want to carry it with you if I have anything."

Feng Aotian raised his mouth slightly, stroking his back, "Okay, let's carry it together."

Xuanyuanyu lay on the dragon couch for a long time, until the chief **** stood outside the inner hall and asked carefully, "The emperor, can you pass the meal?"

Xuanyuan Yu returned to his senses. He got up from the dragon couch, lowered his head, looked at the dragon robe that fell on the ground, picked it up again, stroked the lines on it, and threw it aside in annoyance, and then, Changed to a light suit, walked out of the inner hall, "put a meal."

"Yes." The chief **** replied, and then ordered someone to prepare.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at the meal in front of him, his eyes sideways, thinking of Feng Aotian sitting on one side of the meal, his handsome face was unpleasant, and he just used it for a few times before getting up and walking away. Sitting beside the book case, reviewing the memorial.

Feng Aotian returned to Furong Pavilion and went to Xue Ke's room.

Xue Ke just drank the medicine, but she was not sleepy. She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, then got up, "Master."

Feng Aotian looked at her, "If the Lord wanted you to choose between Chu Lingtian and Lord, who would you choose?"

Xue Ke paused slightly, bit her lips tightly, thought for a long time, and whispered, "The servant's life is the master's."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and touched her head, "Silly girl."

Xue Ke raised her eyes, looked at her, and gently touched her slightly swollen belly, "It's hard to have love and righteousness, he won't blame the servant."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked her abdomen, "I don’t want your child to be born without parents. Don’t think I don’t know what you think."

Xue Ke raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, smiled, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the master."

Feng Aotian got up and said, "Okay, take a good rest. After tomorrow, it will rain and the sky will clear."

"The slave and maid sent her off to the master." Xue Ke got up and drove her to the door.

Feng Aotian left Xue Ke's house, and then walked into his house.

Zihui stood beside her, waiting for dispatch.

Feng Aotian sits on the soft couch, tapping the tabletop rhythmically with one hand, and holding the warm jade in her hand. This is her habit every time she has a big plan.

Qicheng, Mu Hanyao received Feng Aotian's secret letter as soon as he returned. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye who was coming, "The emperor has issued an order."

Leng Qianye stepped forward and took the secret letter in his hand. After reading it, he looked at him, "It seems that what you and I guess is correct. The emperor is really going to do it."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "I will leave immediately and Qicheng will leave it to you."

"Well, if there are no accidents, you will act according to the plan agreed upon by you and me." Leng Qianye patted Mu Hanyao on the shoulder and exhorted.

"Okay." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then left.

After rectifying the crowd, half an hour later, he took the crowd and left Qicheng at night.

Leng Qianye stood on the top of the tower, looking at his distant figure, this parting, I am afraid that in some days, I can't get together again.

Jin Yao stood beside him, "General Leng, you will leave soon."

Leng Qianye just looked ahead, "This is the real beginning."

Actually, they all know Feng Ao Tianxiong's ambition to dominate the world. They are preparing to build a barrier for her. The time has not come before, but now, it is the time.

In the Fengqi State Palace, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had just finished their work, and they were sitting in the courtyard chatting with Yi Mu.

Meteor and Xing Wuyun stayed in the courtyard. Wu Feng occasionally joked with Xing Wuyun, answering some strange questions from Meteor from time to time.

The sacred dog followed the meteor. In the past few days, it drank the holy spring, and it became more energetic.

Xing Wuyun just finished brushing the jar, lying on the recliner, looking at the starry sky, "It feels like I'm back in the door."

Following the wind, fiddling with the medicinal materials, looking at him, "Why, want to go back? If the old man knows, he will be happy."

Xing Wuyun shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't happen now."

"It seems that you have something to do." Wufeng listened to Xing Wuyun's tone. The brothers and sisters over the years have understood their temperaments. How can they be good people if they can survive to this day? However, they learned to hide their nature.

"Hmm." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Are you interested?"

"I'm interested in watching theaters." Wufeng looked at him and said, "In the past two days, Emperor Feng Qi is not here, so you plan to rest at my place?"

"No way, recognize the bed." Xing Wuyun whispered, lying down comfortably, raised his hand, picked up the teapot beside him, poured a cup, and took a sip.

Meteor sat beside Xing Wuyun, looking at him, "I want to listen to anything interesting."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at the meteor, "How about a game with you?"

"Okay." Meteor nodded, hurriedly entered the house, took out the chessboard, and placed it on the side.

Xing Wuyun is still lying on the recliner, looking at the shooting star, "You will land first."

"Okay." Meteor nodded, then converged on his laughter, held Baizi seriously, and dropped.

Xing Wuyun held the sunspot in his hand, glanced at the chessboard, and settled.

The dog is lying at the feet of the meteor and occasionally looks up.

No wind, fiddled with the medicinal materials, and sat aside, with a cup of tea, quietly watching.

Wei Zimo stood by the window, looking at the Furong Pavilion on the opposite side, while Feng Aotian sat in the house all night.

Xuanyuan Yu reviewed the memorial for the night. The next morning, after washing and wearing, he went to the morning court.

Xue Ke stood by the window, looking outside, waiting for the final result.

After Zihui served Feng Aotian to wash, she stepped up, left Furong Pavilion, and fell by Wei Zimo's side. Seeing that he had been suffering from the cold all night, her phoenix eyes sank, "You want to make the Lord feel distressed. You?"

Wei Zimo leaned on her, "I just can't sleep."

"That's natural. If you are not by your side, you can't sleep naturally." Feng Aotian said bluntly.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and gave a low laugh, which was considered tacit.

This is the most prosperous street in Xuanmo Country. After a while, there was a rush of people, because today is the day of Chu Lingtian Wenzhan. The people gathered here early in the morning, waiting for the prison car. Since then, go to the beheading station.

After a while, I saw the prisoner car slowly approaching. Chu Lingtian was sitting in the prisoner car, his face turned pale, and he coughed lightly from time to time. He was dressed in prison clothes, but his majesty was not reduced. He waited to go to Furong Pavilion. Before, he raised his eyes and saw the familiar figure, his handsome face, with a gratifying smile, and nodding slightly.

Xue Ke looked at him, holding back her tears, wishing for the moment, rushed forward and rescued him from the prison.

The prison car was driving all the way, and the people on both sides whispered and watched...

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