This Lord is Too Cruel: 212 Dare to cuckold my lord
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Abandoning all the sorrows and worries, Feng Aotian just leaned quietly in Wei Zimo's arms and slept for a whole day.
Until the day lightened, she opened her eyes abruptly, and the temperature next to the bed was already cold. She slowly sat up, looked up, and saw the bright red figure facing her back. Is busy.
She rubbed her eyebrows lightly, won't the day go on?
Containing all her emotions, she is still that majestic, shocking, cold-blooded Feng Aotian.
Wei Zimo turned around and saw that she had already got off the bed.
He stepped into the inner hall and shook her hand, "What will I do later?"
"Prepare for these two days and go to Wuyue Country in the next day." Feng Aotian let him lead, walked to the golden basin, and she rolled up her sleeves.
Wei Zimo soaked the cotton pad with great grace, wringed it out, and handed it to her.
She took it naturally, without any tweaking or impropriety. After washing up, he took her hand and stepped out of the inner hall.
She raised her eyes and looked at the breakfast set on the table. Shicai, she had found the redness and swelling on his fingers, but they didn't break. This was his heart for her.
Wei Zimo held her hand, and the two of them sat down together. He personally picked up the vegetables and put them in her bowl. On weekdays, he could play tricks, but at this time, he knows how to do this. He is not An unreasonable person also understands that at this time, what she needs more is the consideration and tolerance of those around her.
Feng Aotian used breakfast quietly, and after it had finished, he got up and left the Floating Dream Palace.
Wei Zimo stepped out of the bedroom with her. He turned his eyes and looked at her, "I'm going to the restaurant, go and work, there are still people waiting for you."
"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, with the same smile on the corner of his mouth. After the heart-wrenching parting, she was still the same she used to be.
This kind of her makes Wei Zimo feel more distressed. He also thought that if one day, he faces such a life and death, he will definitely collapse, but she is so strong, the more so, The more he felt distressed, he knew that her heart was bleeding.
However, he didn't want to break her strength. His cold eyes showed a faint glow, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. He leaned forward, gave a light kiss on the corner of her lips, and pushed her gently. "Go ahead."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and then when Wei Zimo took a step back, he dragged him into his arms, printed his lips on his head, and bite gently across the veil. Fortunately, beside her There are them.
She left his lips in a very low voice, "Master is gone."
"Okay." Wei Zimo stood there and watched her turn and leave. She did not perform light work on the lengthy passage. Instead, she walked step by step. The tall and handsome figure made him unable to See through it sadly.
Until the figure disappeared, he gradually withdrew his gaze, then tapped on his toe, and flew away from the palace. When he landed in the restaurant, he saw Xing Wuyun, who had not appeared for a long time.
He reclined on a soft couch, holding a hip flask in one hand, propping one hand on one side, tilting his head slightly, and taking a sip of wine.
Wei Zimo walked into the bead curtain, sat down on the soft couch, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and touched the piano with his hands. The sound of the piano was melodious, but infinitely desolate.
Xing Wuyun has a smile on the corners of his mouth. He is obviously laughing in a bohemian manner, but the sadness in his eyes is gradually exaggerated...
Feng Aotian walked to the emperor’s bedroom, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were standing on one side, her mouth was smiling, she looked at the two people in front of her, her eyes were red and swollen, and her black eyes were very heavy. Although sad, she did not show any signs. , She knew that they would all hide their sadness in their hearts.
She stepped forward and held Lan Jingshu's hand, "Have you eaten breakfast?"
"Used it." Lan Jingshu's voice was a little dull.
Feng Aotian took him into his arms, "Master will find him back."
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu listened to Feng Aotian's mutter, and responded warmly.
Gu Yefeng keeps his head down. If he doesn't look at her, he is afraid that he will not be able to control it and will cry. In the eyes of outsiders, he is nothing, ordinary, temperamental and irritable, but just relying on himself. Suffering from a disability, and reading a lot of books, will he have his current status, but who can understand his inner suffering and his fragility?
Feng Aotian leaned slightly, raised his chin, kissed his lips slowly, and pecked.
Gu Yefeng trembled, tears couldn't help streaming down, and they dripped on the back of his fist clenched on his legs.
Feng Aotian left his lips, turned sideways slightly, pushing him away from the Imperial Palace.
On this day, just like in the past, Feng Aotian returned to the imperial palace after the morning.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and their days were still going on, seemingly normal, but sentimental.
Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch, and the figure of his soul fell.
"Master, his subordinates followed Yi Shifei's figure, but his martial arts were too high, and he disappeared after halfway through the chase." The soul replied with his head down.
Feng Aotian raised her hand and looked at the Jinpa embroidered with plum blossoms on her wrist. She stroked it lightly, then raised her eyes, "No need to find it, it will appear when it's time to appear."
"Yes." The soul responded immediately.
Pai then appeared and fell in front of her, "Master, General Leng is trapped."
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "If today is over, if you haven't rushed out, send someone to go."
"Yes." Po knows that Feng Aotian's temper has always been like that of a car.
Feng Aotian sits in a precarious position, with one hand casually placed aside, while the other hand is hitting the low table beside him, and said in a deep voice, "What happened to Ah Jiu?"
"Last night, people were sent to destroy all the grain and grass in the city. Early this morning, he led soldiers to attack the city." Po immediately replied.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yeah."
The soul cast down his eyes, and when Feng Aotian didn't order anything, he retreated.
Feng Aotian stood up, lifted up his steps, and left the Imperial Palace.
When I got to the side courtyard, I saw Meteor sitting on a stone bench beside him, staring at the windless back with his hands propped on his chin, while the windless was just taking medicine as usual.
"You haven't gotten tired of it yet?" She said lightly, and she was already standing in front of the meteor.
Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, what are you doing here?"
"You are allowed to come, but you are not allowed to come?" Feng Aotian raised his hand, touched Meteor's head, and sat down slowly.
Meteor raised his head and saw her face as usual, as if Yi Mu's incident had never happened before. He converged his emotions and said with a smile, "Holy Lord, when will you leave?"
"The day after tomorrow." Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Want to go out with the Lord?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded.
"In two months, when the golden scroll is opened again, the little white snake will come out. These days, you still stay in the palace." Feng Aotian looked at the meteor and said with a smile.
When the meteor heard it, he quickly put away his smiley face and pouted, "Holy Lord, the little white snake is still two months away from coming out. Does the meteor always stay in the palace? Isn't it boring?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "These days, something big will happen in the palace. If you are here, you have to help."
"Have a good show?" Meteor's head drooped just now, and in an instant, he lifted it up again and smiled brilliantly.
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "So, you have to stay."
"Okay." Meteor nodded in response.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and watched Wufeng always turn her back to her. She got up and stood beside him, looking at him, "When are you leaving?"
The windless side looked at her, "Do you want me to go?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
No wind smiled indifferently, "I will leave when Mr. Jiu is waiting."
"Duke Jiu will not be back soon." Feng Aotian replied directly.
No wind froze slightly, "I know, I will leave tomorrow."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Take care all the way."
No wind did not answer, his slender fingers slid over the medicinal materials in front of him, but the snow-white figure was faintly sullen.
Meteor doesn't know why Feng Aotian will let Wufeng leave. Now, isn't the palace in urgent need of manpower?
He got up and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor doesn't want no wind to go."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Then you will leave with him."
"Holy Lord." Meteor looked at the cold light in Feng Aotian's eyes. He knew that, it seemed that the Holy Lord knew Wufeng's thoughts on her, but the others could get close to her, why can't it be Wufeng What?
No wind raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him. Perhaps, leaving is the best result.
After Feng Aotian left, he turned around, stepped up, and entered the house. The door closed, and he leaned weakly against the door, curling his lips with a light smile.
Meteor stared at the door for a moment, sighed and shook his head, turned around, and left the courtyard.
Feng Aotian returned to the Imperial Palace, and saw Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had returned.
Meteor followed her in, leaped lightly, and sat on the soft couch with her, looking up, staring at her.
"Holy Lord, why do you have to go without wind?" Meteor asked still puzzled.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Leaving is the best choice for him, he doesn't belong here."
Meteor looked at her quietly. After a long time, he seemed to understand the meaning of her words, then jumped off the soft couch, and left the Imperial Palace.
Lan Jingshu stepped forward, sat next to her, and held her hand in her palm, "The emperor, do you want to take a break?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, met his gentle eyes, and smiled lightly, "I'll have lunch later, there are very few days when I can stay with you, so do you complain about him?"
Lan Jingshu smiled, shook her head, put her hand on her cheek, "As long as you can look at the emperor in this way, the minister will be enough in this life."
Feng Aotian took him into his arms and said softly, "This kind of day will not be too long."
Lan Jingshu understands that this kind of life will not be long, but it is not short. After all, there is still a long way to go.
Gu Yefeng sat quietly in the wheelchair, raised his eyes and stared at her, not knowing what to say.
As usual, the three of them stopped lunch and went to the study to review the memorials.
Meteor returned to the courtyard and saw that the door was closed. He stood at the door and knocked on the door, "What are you doing hiding in the house?"
No wind raised her hand, her fingertips touched every inch of this place, recalling what happened in these days, less than a month, she could shake his heart, such a person is too scary.
He lowered his head, looked at the white cloth on his wrist, stroked it, condensed all his thoughts, moved up to the door, pushed the door open, and saw Meteor looking up at him.
"Look at what I am doing?" Wufeng chuckled softly, then walked towards the courtyard.
Meteor kept his hands in front of him, "Don't you wonder why the Holy Lord suddenly let you go?"
"I shouldn't be here, am I?" Wufeng smiled indifferently, "I yearn for the days of idle clouds and wild cranes. What can I do if I stay here? What is it? This is not me. Where to come."
"But, don't you already know the identity of the Holy Lord? Are you willing?" Meteor raised his head and asked quickly, he could feel the windless breath, which had a certain connection with the breath of the Holy Lord.
Wufeng laughed, "She doesn't need me, and I don't belong here."
Meteor listened to his words and knew that things were irreversible. Just as the Holy Lord said, his departure might be the best choice. He put down his hand, turned around, and walked forward.
Wufeng looked at him and smiled lightly, "It's rare that you still think of me."
Meteor looked at him, "Are you going back to the door of innocence?"
"Yeah." No wind nodded, "Could it be my own curiosity. Now, I have been living leisurely in the mountains, why bother to come here."
Meteor listened to the windless words, "Then you regret it?"
"What do you regret?" Wufeng immediately sat down, "Regret not listening to you, curiosity killed people?"
Meteor sat beside him, "Hey, the poisoning is not deep."
"Unfortunately, there is no cure." Wufeng shook his head and said, "However, I am a doctor, so I can naturally find the cure."
Meteor raised his eyes and looked at him, "I will see you."
"Okay." Wufeng responded with a smile, then got up, walked to a corner, looked at him, "There are two jars of wine buried in the ground, don't just swallow it yourself."
"I'm waiting for you to drink together." Meteor patted his chest and said vows.
In the restaurant, Wei Zimo finished his song. He raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun on the soft couch, "What are you doing these days?"
Xing Wuyun put down the hip flask and looked at him, "When will she leave?"
"The day after tomorrow." Wei Zimo said coldly.
"Hmm." Xing Wuyun nodded, "I'm leaving."
"Okay." Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Wei Zimo didn't ask any more, but responded lightly.
Xing Wuyun raised his hand, waved his hand freely, and then flew away.
Wei Zimo put away the piano, condensed his mind, and looked at the accounts and secret documents beside him intently.
Until late at night, Feng Aotian came out of the study room with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, watching them both, "Go back to the bedroom."
Lan Jingshu responded warmly, "The emperor, let Ye Feng live there."
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Gu Yefeng, "Afraid of being hurt by touching the scenery?"
"The minister is just afraid of being alone." Gu Yefeng replied straightforwardly.
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "It's up to you."
Gu Yefeng responded with a smile, "Thank you, the emperor."
Feng Aotian stroked his Qingsi lightly, "I am tired today too, go back and rest earlier."
"Yes, the minister retire." Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng bowed in response, and then retreated.
The two were walking on the way back to the bedroom, Lan Jingshu pushed him, "Last time the cat left, the emperor did the same."
"Yes." Gu Yefeng sighed, "I don't know what other variables are waiting for you and me in the future."
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and watched the darkness fill his eyes, the cold wind blowing on his blue silk, and his eyes flashed with sadness.
When Wei Zimo came back from the restaurant, he saw Feng Aotian was already waiting for him.
He stepped forward and sat beside her, "Why didn't you let them accompany you?"
"Master missed you." Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and whispered.
Wei Zimo wrapped her waist and sighed lowly, "I can't do anything with you."
Feng Aotian knew that Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were just holding on, she just gave them more room for adjustment.
But she didn't know that they were holding on so hard, but they were worried about her.
Wei Zimo hugged her, feeling the faint tenderness from her body, he closed his eyes slightly, just like this, cuddling with her.
There was no wind lying quietly on the recliner, letting the cold wind blow by, he opened his eyes, staring blankly at Xuanyue hanging in the sky, lost in thought.
It wasn't until dawn that he got up from the recliner and walked into the house. After he was ready, he stepped out of the courtyard.
Feng Aotian stood in the distance, watching him slowly walking, her mouth was slightly pursed, standing solemnly.
He stepped forward and stood in front of her, still so indifferent, "I'm leaving."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly.
"Can you do something to me before leaving?" Wufeng stared at her and asked in a low voice.
"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked softly.
Windless, curled his lips and smiled. When she was dazed, he stepped forward, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. It was just a light kiss, so he retreated, passed her side, and flew away.
Feng Aotian stood on the spot, feeling the light and breezy breath, turned around, and had long since disappeared from him.
Meteor hid from the side and watched secretly, then stepped forward and looked up at Feng Aotian, "Hey, passion is always ruthlessly annoyed."
Feng Aotian retracted his gaze and looked at the meteor, "Master has been calculated, are you sorry for him?"
"There is anyone in this world who can calculate the Holy Lord?" Meteor curled his mouth, then turned and walked forward.
The dog raised his head and glanced at the shooting star deeply, agreeing with the words of the shooting star for the first time.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, pressing his fingertips against the place he just touched, and said solemnly, "Really a cunning fox."
Wei Zimo did not know when, appeared beside her, lowered his eyes, and looked at her coldly.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Master was forced to kiss, you should ask him to settle the account."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "If you don't want to, can he meet you?"
Feng Aotian smacked his mouth, feeling that he was dumb. He raised his eyes, his eyes pierced coldly and sharply, "Huh, next time you come back ten times stronger."
Wei Zimo then turned around, "Then you go."
Feng Aotian hurriedly tugged at his sleeves, "Hehe, you can't do it yet?"
Wei Zimo shook off her hand and continued to walk forward, "No time."
Feng Aotian looked at his leaving figure, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, he liked his awkward appearance, very cute.
Wei Zimo left the palace and went to the restaurant.
Feng Aotian went on the ground step by step and stopped early, and returned to the Imperial Palace.
Pair has been waiting for a long time.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Is there any news?"
"Congratulations, master, the black wind is wiped out." Po hurriedly bowed his head.
Feng Aotian heard that, with a tick at the corner of his mouth, he raised his voice, "OK."
Pao was very excited, "Ajiu has already breached the second city, but let Mengxi escape."
"It's okay, Ah Jiu will take the head of Mengxi." Feng Aotian replied unhurriedly, "Now, only Hanyao is left."
"Exactly." Po then replied, "However, now, there is no progress."
"It's okay, wait a minute." Feng Aotian believed that Mu Hanyao naturally had a way, she just had to wait for the result.
Po then went down.
Returning south to the west, Leng Qianye stood standing beside the swamp in front of him. His expression was indifferent. Fu Zhuo on the side was covered with large and small wounds, but it did not affect his mood of winning the battle.
He looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye, "General Leng, the 100,000 army of Black Wind will be ruined here. Now, we can drive straight in."
General Leng looked at the swamp in front of him and remembered the thrill of last night. He found this swamp specially. From the initial defeat to the counterattack, they finally succeeded in bringing the black wind to this place. The swampland of the country, so that all 100,000 troops were buried here, and the soul of the war returning to the country disappeared, which also meant the bad luck of returning to the country.
When Nan Yu got the news, it was already mid-afternoon. He glared at the secret guard who was in front of him. He raised his hand and slapped him with a palm, "What a Leng Qianye, he actually wiped out my black wind. Up."
"The emperor, Mengxi is defeated." Then there was another bad news, which made Nan Yu unrevealed. He smashed the book case in front of him with a palm, then lifted a step, and rushed out.
Ye Meixi stood on the tower and watched the battle in front of him. There were two days left before the wedding day, and he had to leave.
After today, if Mu Hanyao has not breached the city tower, he can't wait any longer.
Mu Hanyao stood at the barracks and watched the battle in the distance, while Li Su had already rushed forward and stood in front of him, "General, humble and incompetent."
Mu Hanyao glanced at him calmly, and then said, "Continue to attack the city."
"Yes." Li Su responded quickly, and then turned to go.
He turned on his horse and took another group of people to the south of the city. He looked at the black man in front of him and said solemnly, "Can it be solved?"
"Everything in accordance with the general's orders, all the guards here have been killed." The man in black replied solemnly.
"Okay." Mu Hanyao said solemnly, and then watched the soldier in front of him open the gate of the city under the sign of the man in black. He led the men and horses into the gate.
Li Su continued to take the soldiers to attack the city gate, Lin Xiao stood on the tower with a sure face.
Suddenly, I heard a killing cry from the south, and then I saw a soldier running over, "The general is not good, the enemy broke through the south gate and rushed in."
Lin Xiao's eyes sank, "There are the general's personal guards, how can it be so easily broken?"
"Subordinates don't know." The soldier responded quickly.
A coldness flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes, and then he led people away and hurried to the south gate.
As soon as I got off the tower, I saw Mu Hanyao taking the lead and rushing over with the men and women.
Lin Xiao hurriedly drew out his saber, and greeted him with the horses.
Ye Meixi raised his eyes and looked at the sudden reversal in front of him. A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then raised his hand, "Order the men and horses ambushing three miles away to do it."
"Yes." Chu Xia on the side quickly took the order, and then went to pass the message in person.
In just half a day, Mu Hanyao personally cut off Lin Xiao's head, stood on the tower, and swore that the half-month-long battle would end.
On this day, Nan returned to the country's strong city wall, facing a situation where he failed to defend the city on three sides. Nan Yu was even more angry and vomited blood.
When Feng Aotian received the news, it was late at night, and her mouth raised a gratifying smile. These days of planning were really not in vain, and they did not live up to her expectations.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were also very happy to hear such good news.
Meteor sat down beside Feng Aotian and looked at her, "Holy Lord, did Nan Yu really vomit blood?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "It will take less than two months for Nan to return to the country and he will be completely flattened. Since then, there has been no Nan returning to China in this world."
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng quickly bowed their heads, and replied in unison, "Congratulations to the emperor."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "Master will leave tomorrow, and will be back in January."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng responded.
On this day, Wei Zimo did not return to the palace, but stayed in the restaurant overnight.
Feng Aotian knew why he was like this, and did not go to look for him. Early the next morning, she set off for Wuyue Country.
Ye Meixi watched Mu Hanyao standing on the first city that he returned to China. He just nodded slightly to Mu Hanyao, then turned around and hurried back to Kyoto overnight.
Returning to the south of the country, Leng Peihan was also very happy to learn that the second city had been taken. The town had already been set up properly. She bid farewell to Li Yuan and took the team to the second city.
That night, he entered the city and joined Leng Qianye.
Leng Qianye was removing the armor from his body. After taking a bath, he walked out, raised his eyes, and saw Leng Peihan come in smilingly.
His indifferent countenance raised a slight smile, "How can you not understand the rules, and you won't pass it in."
Leng Peihan watched Leng Qianye lose a lot of weight, and the black green under his eyes was also very heavy. Knowing that he must be overworked these days, she stepped forward distressedly, holding his arm, "Brother , You must not have a good meal these days."
Leng Qianye raised her eyes slightly and looked at her, "Are you going to be in charge of Big Brother now?"
"If you don't take care of yourself, why should I explain to the emperor?" Leng Peihan quickly moved out Feng Aotian.
"It's getting more naughty now." Leng Qianye couldn't help laughing, and then sat down.
Fu Zhuo had just rectified the soldiers, stepped up, walked in, and saw Leng Peihan leaning affectionately on Leng Qianye's shoulder, and the two were talking and laughing.
He stepped inside, "General, the city has been settled."
"Yeah." Leng Qianye looked at Fu Zhuo, "These days, you have worked hard. Now you have captured the second city, and the whole army rests for two days before setting off."
"Yes." Fu Zhuo answered, raising his eyes and looking at Leng Peihan, he just nodded slightly.
Leng Peihan smiled in return, then looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother, don't worry, I will leave the aftermath to my younger sister."
"Okay." Leng Qianye didn't tease her, but responded with a smile.
Fu Zhuo looked at the two brothers and sisters talking, then smiled and walked out.
Leng Peihan raised his eyes, looked at Fu Zhuo's back, and looked at Leng Qianye, "It looks like he was seriously injured."
"Hmm." Leng Qianye nodded, "He is a rare good general."
"Oh." Leng Peihan replied, unavoidably glanced out, then turned around, looking at Leng Qianye, "Big brother, sister accompany you to eat."
"Okay." Leng Qianye just remembered that he hadn't had a meal with his family for a long time. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Peihan. He had already faded away from the childishness of the girl and became a little more heroic.
After a while, a soldier walked in with food. Leng Peihan and Leng Qianye were sitting at the same place. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. He looked at her, "How's your mother doing now?"
"Mother has always been tough, and the emperor will send someone to tell me about your elder brother's current situation every day. Mother is also very pleased to know your current achievements." Leng Peihan put the vegetables in his bowl and laughed Said.
"Mother is in good health, I am also relieved." Leng Qianye looked at Leng Peihan, "How about you?"
"Me?" Leng Peihan raised his eyes, looked at Leng Qianye, and couldn't help asking.
"You are not young anymore, you have reached the age of marriage." Leng Qianye said immediately.
"Well, big brother, no hurry." Leng Peihan raised his eyes and looked at him, "It's just big brother, when will I be with the emperor..."
Leng Qianye paused for a while, listened to her, raised his hand, and knocked on her head, "Nowadays, there is more and less righteousness. Is this what a woman should ask?"
Leng Peihan clutched his painful head, and then said, "I just asked casually."
Leng Qianye's face was stained with an unexpected pink, then he lowered his eyes, ignored her, and ate quietly.
Leng Peihan saw this and said with a grin, "Big brother is shy."
Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, "If it is no longer big or small, I will tell the emperor and let you go back."
Leng Peihan hurriedly fell silent, sticking out his tongue, and ate obediently.
After Leng Qianye stopped eating, he went back to the bed and looked at her, "I will take a break. If you have anything, go and work."
"Yes." Leng Peihan responded quickly, and then retreated.
I looked up and saw that Fu Zhuo was still busy. She smiled and stood beside him. She saw a white cloth tied to his hand, "Will you rest?"
"I will go later." Fu Zhuo looked at Leng Peihan, "Where is the general?"
"Big brother said he was tired." Leng Peihan raised his eyes and looked at him. Just as he was about to say something, a man walked up in the distance. She smiled and stepped forward, "Why did you come?"
"This place is also under the jurisdiction of officials." The person who came was Li Yuan. He raised his eyes, looked at Leng Peihan, and said softly.
"Did you go to the county office?" Leng Peihan asked again.
"Not yet." Li Yuan looked back.
Leng Peihan smiled and replied, "I happened to be going, and you happened to be here, so come with me."
"Okay." Li Yuan answered with his eyes down.
Fu Zhuo stepped forward and looked at her, "This is?"
"He is the magistrate sent by the emperor." Leng Peihan turned his eyes, looked at Fu Zhuo, and said with a smile.
"Oh, you are Li Yuan?" Fu Zhuo had also heard about the things that happened in the town these days, raised his eyes, looked at the man in front of him, and asked.
"It's the next official." Li Yuan still responded politely.
Fu Zhuo nodded slightly, "Where is General Leng going?"
"General Fu is polite. In the future, you will call me Peihan. I will go to the county office with him to have a look." Leng Peihan raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zhuo with a smile.
Fu Zhuo also smiled lightly, "It just so happens that I want to go to the county government too, why don't we go together?"
"Okay." Leng Peihan nodded quickly, and the three of them went to the county office.
When Feng Aotian arrived at Wuyue Country, it was already dawn the next day, and Ye Meixi arrived earlier than her. These days, he hadn't rested, so he returned to the palace and stopped by himself.
In early summer, I was preparing my washing utensils. I was standing outside the palace and felt a cold wind blowing. Then I raised my eyes and saw a silver-gray figure falling. I fixed my eyes and then bowed my head, "Slaves..."
Feng Aotian stepped forward, waved his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still resting?"
"Yes." Early Summer responded softly.
Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of her mouth, then pushed the door and walked into the inner hall. She saw the figure lying on the bed, and she smiled deeply, then stepped forward and stood Beside the bed, looking at the serene face.
Standing for a long time, she put her clothes on the bed, lay on his side, and embraced him in her arms. Feeling the softness in her arms, she whispered, "Pretend to sleep?"
Ye Meixi opened his eyes slightly, beautiful eyes flowed, showing a thousand styles, he rubbed her cheek, his voice was numb, "Master, Meixi is waiting for you so hard."
Listening to his soft words, Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and kissed his soft lips, gently sucking in.
Ye Meixi looped around her waist, and her body pressed tightly, actively catering to her.
Feng Aotian's eyes flickered, then he left his lips, and said in a low voice, "I really am a hot fairy."
Ye Meixi snorted, and put her hand on her chest, which was already half-open. The skin of the tentacles was very tender and smooth. His eyes were silky, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed. Looks like.
Feng Aotian took advantage of the trend and unhooked his belt, and his clothes were scattered. The water-snake-like waist was gently twisted and slowly wrapped around her...
After a brief flirting, Feng Aotian hugged him, "Tell him, what are you going to do in your wedding day?"
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at her, "Ling Shuangxue...no, it should be Xia Luoyan. Meixi has already sent a welcoming relative to go there, and she will arrive in Kyoto tomorrow."
"She is willing to be honored." Feng Aotian's eyes sank and looked at him, "If you dare to cuckold your master, your master will destroy you."
Ye Meixi's slender legs hooked her ankles, and said, "Master, Meixi's body and mind belong to the Lord."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Are you not going to tell the Lord?"
"Master just watch the good show." Ye Meixi said softly while hugging her.
Feng Aotian looked at him with this unfinished look, and couldn't help laughing. She hadn't seen him for a long time. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, these days, do you want Meixi?"
Feng Aotian took his charming body into his arms, lowered his head, bit a row of teeth marks on his slender neck, and said softly, "What do you mean?"
Ye Meixi smiled, took the initiative to hook her neck, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, "My lord, no matter what happens in the future, you must remember that Meixi will always wait for the Lord, where are you, Meixi is there. Which."
Feng Aotian smiled slightly, lowered his head, pressed his forehead, and said softly, "Okay."
On this day, Ye Meixi did not go to the morning court, but stayed with Feng Aotian for a whole day. Until late at night, the reliance on welcoming relatives slowly entered Kyoto...
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