This Lord is Too Cruel: 208 Lord is also poisoned

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Wei Zimo's cold eyes condensed slightly, and he moved forward slowly.

Feng Aotian also felt a cold air, raised her eyes, and met the coolness of Shang Wei Zimo's eyes. She quickly raised a smile, "Why are you here?"

"Don't you allow me to come?" Wei Zimo said, standing in front of her, looking down, looking at her.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Have you had lunch?"

Wei Zimo didn't look at the meal in front of him, but stared at her unsuccessfully, "How is the injury?"

"It's okay." Feng Aotian quickly raised his hand, held his hand, and said softly.

Wei Zimo shook her hand away, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at his stubborn temper, and knew that the right talent was definitely annoying him, and slowly withdrew his gaze, he saw Gu Yefeng holding the soup bowl and staring straight at her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "What are you staring at?"

"The emperor, do you need it?" Gu Yefeng said, put away the soup bowl, and drank the rest of the soup.

Feng Aotian can’t help but have some headaches. Sure enough, there are more beauties and time is troublesome. Look, all of them don’t worry about it. The blessing of all people is really uncomfortable. Fortunately, Feng Aotian is the best Like adventurous challenges, he hurriedly curled his lips and smiled, leaned slightly, then lowered his head, kissed Gu Yefeng's lips, skillfully pried his lips apart, and kissed deeply.

Gu Yefeng opened her eyes wide, staring at her a little annoyed, holding an empty bowl in one hand, and pushing her away with the other, but she left first, with a sneer on her face, and licked herself by the way. Lips, with a look of intoxication that lingered, and then said, "Who said no."

Gu Yefeng snorted coldly and looked at her, "Don't the emperor go after people?"

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Master is hungry and has no energy. You can only go if you are full."

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, it seems that Master Hou did not eat lunch. According to his temperament, if he didn't really care about the emperor, he wouldn't come. You should go and see. "

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Jing Shu is still considerate."

"The emperor meant that the minister had little belly chicken intestines?" Gu Yefeng asked nonchalantly.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Isn't it?"

Gu Yefeng picked up the chopsticks, ignored her, and just used the meal.

Feng Aotian looked at him and knew his thoughts, but she also understood why Wei Zimo went out, so she ate lunch casually.

Lan Jingshu saw that she hadn't gotten up, so he didn't say anything, just sat aside and served her vegetables.

After Feng Aotian stopped lunch, he slowly got up, "Go out with him for a walk."

"Yes." Lan Jing responded, and then stood up.

Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu, and then said, "The minister will not go."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "If you don't go, go to work."

Gu Yefeng responded coldly, "The minister abides by the edict."

"Really obedient." Feng Aotian raised his chin, lowered his head, and drank lightly on his lips.

Gu Yefeng raised his head, looking at her face close at hand, a soft light flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to the former clarity.

Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand and stepped out of the Emperor's bedroom, looking sideways, watching him quietly follow her, her mouth twitched, "I haven't walked with the master for a long time."

Lan Jingshu listened to Feng Aotian's words, thoughtfully, yes, for a long time, too many things have happened in these days, which makes her overwhelmed. He and her always get together and leave more.

"The emperor, is the minister too dull?" Lan Jingshu stared at Feng Aotian's side face. Now she is dressed in a brown panlong brocade robe, and she is proud of her arms and legs. , On the contrary, the slight smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, but also infinite tenderness, this kind of her, let his heart slowly sink down, until the heart is full of her.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, and the two walked slowly, letting the cold wind of late autumn blow through their hair, "It's enough for you to understand your heart."

Lan Jingshu's mind trembled. She always made him unable to resist. Thinking of the past, he realized that, in fact, he had already left his heart unconsciously. Her body, so that, what she thinks of first is her, although he does not take the initiative to please her, although he always stays quietly by her side, but he understands in his heart that she is Only in this way, he will be satisfied with the understanding of him, and he will have no regrets in this life.

"The emperor..." Lan Jingshu is dressed in a light blue brocade robe. His handsome face is touched slightly, and his gentle and jade temperament makes him a little more demure, full of talent. , Erudite and talented, but willing to stand beside her and be an inconspicuous bird, it takes much courage.

Feng Aotian still smiled, leading him forward step by step until he passed through the tunnel and walked to Jinxuan Palace, "This palace master is in the future for a long time."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, here is full of all the good memories of him and her, although sometimes he will be tired, he will breathe out depressively, but as long as he stays in this palace, all he has The sadness will disappear. In fact, he is not a stone, he also has his feelings and needs, but he understands that she does not belong to him alone, let alone anyone.

Perhaps, it's just to see too thoroughly that will make herself so insignificant, but as long as there is a place in her heart for him, then he will be enough.

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand and entered the palace.

Jingxi greeted him from a distance, "Minions see the emperor!"

"Retreat all." Feng Aotian waved his hand slightly.

"Yes." Jingxi led all the attendants out.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu, and then looked at the Begonia flowers in front of her, which had been withered for a long time, leaving only the copper cylinders. She lifted up and slowly walked towards the copper cylinders in front of her. Before and after the afternoon sun was very warm, sprinkling on each other, revealing indescribable warmth.

Feng Aotian hugged his waist and flew up, and the two fell on the eaves. She sat down holding him, raised her eyes, and looked at the blue sky. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Look, that piece of Does the cloud look like you?"

Lan Jingshu sat next to her, leaned back on her shoulder, raised her eyes, looked at the cloud in front of her, and she looked white and warm.

Feng Aotian just looked up, and did not speak again, Lan Jingshu quietly leaned against her, a little warm current slipped in his heart.

Wei Zimo went back to the Palace of Floating Dreams. He knew that he would leave with anger, but he wanted to leave himself a trace of dignity. He didn't want her to see his sadness and sadness, nor did he want her to see himself. She didn’t chase after him. He staggered into the hall, sat on the soft couch, clutching his chest, and there was a slight pain, but he knew that she was giving him the time he wanted. .

Gu Yefeng sat on the soft couch in the study, reading the memorials by himself. In fact, he wanted to take a walk with her, but he knew that she could not be the only one by her side. Since he will be alone My heart was given to her, then, we must learn to tolerate everything and everyone around her.

One afternoon, Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu did not interfere with each other. They just sat quietly for three hours. Lan Jingshu had a moment, and hoped that the time would stop, so that he and her would be so close to each other. Watching, watching the clouds, watching the wind, watching everything.

Feng Aotian slightly retracted her gaze, turned her eyes, and met Lan Jingshu's gentle eyes. She lowered her head slightly, printed his lips, sucked gently, and slowly leaned forward. He kept pressing until he was pressed under her body, her fingertips slid across the belt around his waist, and with a slight movement, the belt was untied, and she stroked his soft skin.

Lan Jingshu lay on the green tiles obediently, his hands wrapped around her waist unconsciously, and his neck slightly raised, catering to her tender kiss...

The breeze is blowing, the blue sky and white clouds, the red walls and green tiles, the scenery in front of you is so moving.

After the lingering and deep kiss, Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms, his clothes scattered, revealing his jade-like skin, with a faint pink color, his lustrous lips pressed slightly, and his eyes looked at her blurred .

Feng Aotian sat halfway, gently tidying up his clothes, with a faint smile on his lips.

Because of the affection, Lan Jingshu's complexion was stained with red clouds, which is even more bright and moving than the sunset just rising at this moment.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a low smile, "Really more than Huajiao."

Listening to Feng Aotian’s jokes, Lan Jingshu’s face turned redder, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Is the emperor laughing at the minister?"

Feng Aotian laughed, fingertips crossed his forehead, gently pushed the broken hair away, wrapped around his waist, and flew onto the ground.

Lan Jingshu kept her head down, not looking at her. A breeze blew over his cheeks, making him feel hotter and hotter.

Feng Aotian held his hand and slowly left Jinxuan Palace, looking sideways, looking at him, "Are you shy?"

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, "Yes."

Feng Aotian smiled happily, looking at Lan Jingshu beside her, she suddenly felt that the beauties around her were very interesting, thinking of her as a woman, but she could make the man beside her be so obedient. Not wasting her majesty in pretending to be a man.

Lan Jingshu looked down and followed her forward. His steps were extremely slow. With every step he took, his heart beats. From Jinxuan Palace to the Emperor's Bedroom, he remembered how many bluestones, and he His heart beat a few times, and he also remembered it.

The distance between him and her is the distance from Jinxuan Palace to the Imperial Palace.

The two returned to the imperial dormitory, and saw Gu Yefeng still sitting on the soft couch concentrating on reading the memorial. Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and then stepped into the study, looking sideways, looking at him.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes slightly, but just glanced at Feng Aotian, and then said, "The emperor is willing to let him come back?"

He then looked at Lan Jingshu and saw that the blush on his face had not disappeared, and there were still hickeys on his neck, and he knew where the two of Shicai must have been tender and affectionate.

He just looked down lightly and continued to do his own thing.

Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian couldn't help but laughed, wondering where did the straight-tempered Gu Yefeng go? Now, instead of learning to be deep.

Lan Jingshu hung his head, then got on the soft couch, picked up the imperial pen on the side, opened the memorial, and read it.

Feng Aotian saw that Lan Jingshu had entered the state, curled his lips and smiled, turned around, and left the emperor's bedroom.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at him, "You can hide the hickey on your neck."

Lan Jingshu listened to Gu Yefeng's words, paused slightly, and quickly raised his hand to cover it.

"How did you come back?" Gu Yefeng continued to ask.

"I walked back." Lan Jingshu remembered that he was walking back with the emperor holding hands. Then, I was afraid that the **** and palace lady passing by had already seen it.

He blushed again, and quickly bowed his head without saying a word.

Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu's embarrassed appearance, but he was in a good mood, and then said, "Hey, the emperor is afraid that others will not know her, she is not serious."

Lan Jingshu lowered her head and whispered, "She always does this."

Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, "Yes, it depends on how you get back later."

Lan Jingshu listened to his words, "In the past few days, I have lived in the Imperial Palace."

"That's true, then you won't go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate tomorrow?" Gu Yefeng asked immediately.

"Naturally, I want to go." Lan Jingshu quickly raised his hand to cover her neck, "I wear a high-necked shirt."

"Fortunately, it is late autumn." Gu Yefeng said unhurriedly.

Lan Jingshu seemed to think of something, raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you kidding me?"

"How dare you." Gu Yefeng's clear eyes flashed with sadness, then he narrowed his gaze, and continued to review the memorial, "It's just envy."

Lan Jingshu listened to his words, "How can I smell a bit of vinegar."

"Indeed." Gu Yefeng undeniably responded.

Lan Jingshu smiled warmly, "You, it's Knife Mouth Tofu Heart."

"You can see through." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, glanced at him, and sighed quietly, "I don't know what happened to Yi Mu."

"I hope I can find him as soon as possible." Lan Jingshu slowly reduced his smile and sighed.

Feng Aotian did not go to the Floating Dream Palace, but went to the Pianyuan. Just after waking up for a while without wind, Si Xi prepared a meal in the morning and brought it in.

Meteor was holding the porridge, sitting aside, feeding him awkwardly.

Feng Aotian happened to walk in and saw the scene in front of him. He couldn't help laughing. He walked slowly to the side of Meteor and took the bowl in his hand, "Lord, come on."

Meteor smiled and got up, gave her the seat, and stood aside, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, do you know that the time has come?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Go to dinner alone."

"Yeah." Meteor kept the windless for a day without eating for the whole day. Now, seeing the windless wake up, I feel relieved and feel hungry. Then he turned around and sat at the table beside him. , Devouring food.

Feng Aotian sat on the side of the bed, watching Wei Wei lean against the windless, anger was much better than last night, but it seemed to be more serious than last time.

Feng Aotian took a spoonful of porridge, lowered his head and blew it gently, looking at the windless side, watching the faint mist spraying on her cheeks, her lips blowing the porridge, her movements were very careful and handsome The face, with a shallow soft light, just such a gesture and expression, it is a beautiful picture.

His indifferent eyes flashed with an imperceptible strangeness, and he spoke softly, "Does the emperor feed them like this in the past?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him with a smile, and then passed the spoon over, "Drink."

Open your mouth without wind, put the porridge in your mouth, squeeze the corners of your mouth slightly, you can't see any emotions, "It tastes good."

Feng Aotian looked down, looked at the porridge in the bowl, then took a spoonful, and tasted it herself. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you losing your sense of taste?"

No wind shook his head. He grew up so big. No one had ever fed him. However, there was a trace of sweetness in my heart, and even the porridge I drank also exuded a fragrance.

"It should be." No wind answered calmly.

Feng Aotian got up, walked to the table, looked at the side dishes in front of him, and brought them over.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at the plate of small dishes, which is also his favorite, so he was carried away like this, his eyes staring straight.

Feng Aotian put the side dish aside, picked it up, put it in the spoon already filled with porridge, and handed it to him, "Try it."

Drink quietly without wind, chewing the side dishes lightly, still feeling sweet, he nodded gently, "It's refreshing."

Feng Aotian looked at his face with a light smile still on her face, she lowered her head slightly, licked her lips and smiled, then took another spoonful, put a side dish, and fed him.

Meteor watched from the side that his beloved side dish was not available, so he could only use it silently. After it was used, he walked over and looked at Feng Aotian and then towards Wufeng. It seemed that he had discovered something, bear Shaking his head constantly.

Feng Aotian put away the bowl, and then handed him the mouthwash tea. Feng Aotian rinsed his mouth without wind. Feng Aotian took out the silk kerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then flattened him, "Just rest."

No wind slightly nodded, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the meteor, "You will look after him these few days."

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian who had already turned and left.

The dog raised his head, watched Feng Aotian leave, and then stood at the feet of the meteor.

Meteor squatted down and touched the head of the dog, "Come out with me for a meeting."

The dog nodded, then followed the meteor and left the house.

The windless who was lying on the bed opened his eyes, looked at everything in front of him, a casual smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian came out of the courtyard and went to the Floating Dream Palace. Seeing the lights in the bedroom, he heard the sound of the piano reverberating from a distance. She stepped inside and saw Wei Zi sitting on the piano. Next, he closed his eyes slightly, and his fingertips moved across the strings, with a trace of gloom.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, pressing his palm on the strings, leaning over to look at him.

Wei Zimo slowly opened her eyes and met her cold eyes, "Think of me now?"

Feng Aotian sat down beside him, leaning his head on his shoulder, "Is your mood better?"

Wei Zimo listened to her soft voice with a trace of fatigue, he turned his eyes and looked at her, "Not good."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and clasped his fingers, "Master is tired."

He was still sitting, maintaining an upright posture, while she was leaning on his shoulder, the two said nothing, no one spoke again as time passed by.

Back to the west of the country, Ah Jiu finally broke the city in front of him after a day and night of fighting, and even captured Meng Chu alive.

The news that she broke the city quickly spread throughout Nanhuiguo and the entire continent. This means that the city of Nanhuiguo is not invincible, and it proves that the general of Le Qiguo once again Lost to Feng Qiguo.

Meng Chu didn't expect that he would be defeated. He looked at the soldiers of Le Qiguo who were surrounded by groups in front of him. His eyes sank and looked at her, "I underestimated you."

"I wish to accept the bet, General Meng should not forget the original gambling agreement." Ah Jiu looked at Meng Chu in front of him, his eyes filled with incontrovertible coldness.

Meng Chu met her cold eyes, and then said, "Meng Chu will not break his promise, but it is Meng Chu who should bet on the bet. Please let the other soldiers go."

"That's natural." Ah Jiu responded with a smile, "I only need General Meng. As for other people, if they return to Leqiguo obediently, then I will let them go. If I don't want to go back, I will naturally kill Lost them."

Meng Chu did not expect that the woman in front of him had such a cruel side, his eyes sank, "Okay, I promise you to return to Fengqi Country, but they must leave safely."

"Okay." Ah Jiu responded readily, then raised his eyes and looked at the 200,000 army in front of him, now only half is left.

Meng Chu never thought that she would eventually lose in the hands of a woman, and her strategy was truly seamless. First she made the illusion that he underestimated the enemy, and then forced him to close Shimen and cut him off. In this way, he became a turtle in the urn. In any case, he couldn't understand how she could encircle the 200,000 horses?

Ajiu saw that Meng Chu was so happy, she also responded boldly, "Come here, send General Meng down to rest."

"Yes." The lieutenant answered quickly.

Meng Chu was taken down.

"General, can the soldiers from Le Qiguo be willing to go back?" The general on the side couldn't help asking.

"Mengchu is the hostage. Even if they don’t leave, they don’t dare to act rashly." Ah Jiu said coldly, "If the order goes on, if they don’t leave within three days, then I will kill Meng. Early."

"Yes." The lieutenant on the side responded, and then walked out.

A Jiu has now breached the first city, and then the second one.

After receiving the news, Nan Yu sneered first, then slapped the table with a palm, "What a Feng Aotian, what a Meng Chu."

"The emperor, now, Le Qiguo's men and horses have been taken down by Feng Qiguo." The guard on the side quickly replied.

"What happened to Black Wind?" Nan Yu stood calmly and said solemnly.

"Now, there is a stalemate with Leng Qianye." The dark guard continued to reply.

"Let the black wind fight quickly and destroy Leng Qianye." Nan Yu clenched his fists, crushed the secret letter in his hand, and said coldly.

"Yes." The dark guard responded, and then stepped out.

Nan Yu's eyes sank, "Feng Aotian, let's see who has the last laugh."

Mu Hanyao also got the news of the first city in the west that was breached. In the chamber, Li Su looked at him anxiously, "General, you can't wait any longer now."

Mu Hanyao's eyes shattered a cold light, raised his eyes, looked at the topographic map in front of him, and then said, "Wait another day."

"This..." Although Li Su didn't know why Mu Hanyao was like this, he had to respond.

Leng Qianye has found a place where the black wind can be wiped out. He planned to fight the black wind tomorrow, but he got the news, and he took the initiative to attack at night.

Standing beside Leng Qianye, Fu Zhuo couldn't help but wondered, "How can this black wind start to fight back?"

Leng Qianye's indifferent and dusty face flashed with coldness, "It must be the Emperor Nanhui who got the news of the breach of the west city, and ordered the black wind to deal with me."

Fu Zhuo nodded slightly, "However, the sudden attack of the black wind disrupted our plan."

"It should be our plan ahead of schedule." Leng Qianye smiled lightly, then reduced his smile, looked at Fu Zhuo, "Send someone to make arrangements, and we will act according to the plan tonight."

"Yes." Fu Zhuo listened to Leng Qianye's words, then he thought about it, and he felt that it made sense. He quickly responded with a smile, and then turned back.

Feng Aotian rested on Wei Zimo’s shoulder for a while, slowly raised his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Pai then fell, "Master, Ah Jiu captured Meng Chu and captured the first city."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly, "Is the person sent to meet him?"

"It has been arranged. Now, the captured city has been taken over and gradually on the right track." Po continued.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, then let Ah Jiu have no worries and continue to attack the city."

"Yes, master, there is one more thing. The subordinates just got news that Nan Yu killed Heifeng and let Heifeng kill General Leng within three days." Pohang replied.

Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Then it depends on whether Heifeng has this ability."

Wei Zimo listened quietly, turned his eyes, and saw Feng Aotian had sat up and stood up holding his hand.

"{How do you feel better now?" Feng Aotian asked slowly.

Wei Zimo stood in front of her, looked at her, and then took her into his arms, "No."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Small temper."

Wei Zimo leaned on her neck and whispered, "I'm poisoned."

Feng Aotian stunned slightly, left his embrace and looked at him, "Master is also poisoned."

"Give me the antidote." Wei Zimo raised his hand and stared at her.

"Then you also give the master the antidote." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stared at his face, stepped forward, and kissed his lips.

Wei Zimo sighed helplessly. He thought about it all night and endured it all night. In the end, he couldn't bear the heart that missed her more and wanted to occupy her heart. The more patient, the more unwilling he became. pack.

After the deep kiss, Feng Aotian took him by the hand and walked to the courtyard, sitting on the side of the corridor.

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Can you find someone?"

"No." Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "I was led into the secret road by that person last night, but it opened my eyes to the master."

"What happened to the secret road?" Wei Zimo leaned against her arms, his tone was unpleasant, "No wind he..."

Feng Aotian swept his arms, looked down, and looked at him, "I was seriously injured, I am afraid I will have to cultivate for a few days."

"Then you and him?" Wei Zimo couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian pecked at his ear, "What do you mean?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and asked in a low voice, "How many people are there beside you?"

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