This Lord is Too Cruel: 216 I don’t want to punish you

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Leng Qianye took her by the hand and walked slowly to the side of the book case. He motioned her to sit down, "The emperor, wait a moment."

Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at the deployment plan of the army formation on the book case. She nodded slightly, "Yes."

Leng Qianye turned around and stepped into the screen. After a long time, I saw him walking out in a light purple brocade robe. The ink hair was not erected like the previous one, but loosely tied. Chang, he smiled softly, his otherworldly face, without a trace of dust, and walked forward slowly, just like a fairy walking from the painting, making her eyes dangle.

Feng Aotian couldn't help thinking, what a beauty.

Leng Qianye waited to walk in front of her, taking advantage of the situation than sitting on her lap. There was indeed some weight. Fortunately, Feng Aotian could bear it. He hooked her neck with a cold and dusty breath. With a bit of charm, he slowly drew close to her, "The emperor, is it beautiful?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, looking at his face, beautiful, extremely beautiful, but such active Leng Qianye made her a little uncomfortable, his body has been tightly attached to her, and asked softly Said, "The emperor, is the minister not beautiful?"

"Are you giving a hug to your master?" Feng Aotian held his thin but still tight waist, his lips were slightly opened, and those phoenix eyes were stealing invisible coldness. .

Leng Qianye's eyes are slightly raised like Hanyu, but he has a unique style. His beauty has a mixed glamorous beauty. He is obviously a face that can't bear profanity like an immortal, but he just makes such a sultry look. He was actively seducing her.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and bit his lip lightly. With a wave of his hand, he waved away everything on the book case, then hugged him to his feet, pushed him down on the book case, fingertips across his face, Until the lace around his waist was lifted, the clothes were scattered, revealing his jade-like skin, she raised her eyebrows lightly, her mouth was filled with a wicked smile, "This is what you showed him?"

Leng Qianye raised his head, brows slightly, and said softly, "Don't the emperor like it?"

"Of course..." Feng Aotian lowered her head, bit down **** his chest, smelling his body as sweet as spring and white snow, she raised her eyes and smiled deeply, "I like it. ."

Leng Qianye held her hand and walked on her body until she reached her abdomen, when Feng Aotian saw the tattoo on her tight lower abdomen.

She raised her eyes and looked at him, "When was it stabbed?"

"When I missed the emperor every day, the minister stabbed a needle here. Now, it has taken shape." Leng Qianye lay on the book case like this, exposing all of her in front of her with unobstructed views, including His heart.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "You stabbed yourself?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at her with displeased expression, nodded lightly, uneasy, and looked at her, "The emperor, are you angry?"

Feng Aotian listened to his words, bowed his head, and kissed the tattoo lightly. This is an already formed character for "天". Although it is not big, it is very eye-catching. You can still see blood stains on it. Clumsy tattoo technique.

She is distressed and moved. Every stitch here represents his miss for her. He gave all his love, just for her looking back.

Leng Qianye raised his head slightly, and a tingling sensation came from the Qing Yun tattoos, which made him tense his body and let out a cry, "Um..."

Feng Aotian raised his head, put his cheek on the tattoo, and said in a low voice, "In the future, you must not torture yourself like this."

Leng Qianye clasped the book case's hands tightly and stroked her cheeks, "The emperor, the minister is very satisfied."

Feng Aotian raised his head, brushed his fingertips across the tattoo, his cheeks were already on his broad chest, and said in a low voice, "Master cannot always be by your side. It is just a brief moment of tenderness with you, but Let you fight for your life and be on the battlefield without hesitation. Shouldn't you blame it?"

Leng Qianye caressed her back lightly and leaned against the book table. This posture made him a little stiff. He hugged her tightly, rolled over, pressed her in his arms, and coldly faced her. He lowered his head, kissed her lips, hugged her and walked slowly towards the bed.

The suit was placed on his shoulders, and the skin on his chest exuded alluring temptation. Feng Aotian hooked his neck and catered to his kiss.

Until they reached the bed, the two fell on the bed, Feng Aotian bullied himself up, and put his fingertips against his Ying Ting nose, "Come into the Lord's arms obediently."

Leng Qianye smiled softly, and his handsome face was coated with a clear smile like snow, "The emperor is really domineering."

"Master is always domineering." Feng Aotian looked at him in his arms, with soft light shining through his eyes, "Do you understand the mind of the master?"

"The emperor has a minister in his heart." Leng Qianye never expected that one day, he would become what he is now, without the arrogance of the past, without indifference, and some just miss her. With love.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and whispered, "You and your master stay together less and more, and you have very few days to get along with you, but the master always wants to spend more time with you. , You will remember the Lord well."

Leng Qianye listened to her, and the past was like smoke. Once, she provoke him first, but he was the first to leave his heart on her. He has no regrets.

He only hates himself for not being with her properly. Every time, she takes the initiative, but he always accepts her gentleness. Even now she is fighting, but she is not far away from Feng Feng. Qiguo came to the South and returned to China to see him. Maybe, in the eyes of others, she just gave him unprecedented tenderness and care, as well as a trace of indulgence, but he knew that every moment of getting along with her , Is the greatest gift from heaven to him.

"The emperor, the minister just wants you to know that, even if the minister is no longer with you in the future, whenever you think of the minister, you will only remember the good of the minister." Leng Qianye learned from her talented words, soft Said the voice.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Dare to learn to speak."

"It is good for the emperor." Leng Qianye met her eyes and smiled softly.

Feng Aotian recalled the past and leaned quietly in his arms, "These days, you are also exhausted, and I will sleep with you."

"Okay." Leng Qianye responded with a smile. He knew that there was a war now, and the rest will be discussed later.

Fu Zhuo took the soldiers to take advantage of the night and went to the bamboo forest in the mountains to cut the bamboo. The next day it was not dawn, so he carried it back.

Leng Qianye slept extremely peacefully this night. When he woke up, his side was already cold. He turned his body slightly, raised his eyes, and saw her sitting next to the book table, watching her intently. In this situation, he always yearned for the picture when he woke up. He opened the quilt, lowered his head, and saw that his uniform had been closed and the laces had been fastened. His eyebrows were slightly bent. My heart is always filled with honey, full of incomparable sweetness.

He got off the bed, walked slowly to her side, then sat on the armrest of the chair and took her into his arms, "The emperor, when did you get up?"

Feng Aotian withdrew his gaze from Mizhe, raised her eyes, looked at him, her complexion improved a lot, she held his hand in one hand, and Mizhe in the other, "Looking at how well you sleep, I can't bear to wake up You."

Leng Qianye put his chin on her hair crown, hugged her tightly, shook her body, acting like a baby in a different way, "The emperor, when will you go?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master, stay with you for some time."

"The emperor came from Hanyao?" Leng Qianye only wanted to see her happy last night, but now thinking about it, he asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I went to Wuyue Kingdom first, and then went to Hanyao."

"It seems that in the heart of the emperor, the minister is not as good as Han Yao." Leng Qianye's mouth curled slightly and said quietly.

Feng Aotian put down the secret fold in her hand and pulled it lightly, and he fell into her arms. She bowed her head and lightly pecked her unhappy lips, "Jealous?"

"Yeah." Leng Qianye undeniably responded. He always hides all his emotions under the mask, but he wants to try to untie the long-hidden mask. In front of him, be himself thoroughly, no matter whether he is happy, angry, sad, or happy, he wants to show on his face, let her see, let her know what he is thinking.

Feng Aotian touched his forehead, "Go and wash."

"Okay." Leng Qianye got up from her arms, smiled, and walked to the copper basin on the side.

Feng Aotian looked at his extraordinary figure, smiled and picked up Mizhe and looked at it.

Fu Zhuo stayed up all night, but he was not tired. He still stepped into the camp vigorously. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian sitting next to the book table. He bowed his head and stepped forward. See the emperor!"

Feng Aotian watched him exuding a chill, "Leave the rest to Chiba to handle the rest. Go and rest."

Fu Zhuo knew that Feng Aotian was sympathetic to him, and he felt warm in his heart, and said in a low voice, "The minister is not tired."

Feng Aotian said slowly, "Fighting is important, but how can you go to battle without a good body? You have not closed your eyes for a few days. Even if you are a body of iron, you need to rest. Go and rest. Right."

Fu Zhuo knew that the emperor’s words were naturally irrefutable, and he also knew that she was worried about him, so she accepted it, "The minister retires."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

Leng Qianye has dressed up again, walked over and looked at her, "The emperor is really a compassionate minister."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why don't you know that you are so jealous?"

Leng Qianye held her hand, "The emperor did not know?"

Feng Aotian followed him to get up, and the two of them walked to the table. Breakfast was already set here, and they sat down and used it quietly.

"How about going to meet Lin Yun with you, Lord?" Feng Aotian got up, the two of them shook their fingers, lifted their steps, and left the camp.

"Okay." Leng Qianye replied with a smile, so standing side by side with her, there was an indescribable sense of peace in her heart.

The two of them rode together, led the horses and the horses slowly to the downstairs of the city. Across the water wall, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at a burly man upstairs. He was magnificent and his eyes were like torches. The pride and disdain flashing in her eyes made her smile deeply.

Leng Qianye hugged Feng Aotian in his arms and looked at Lin Yun above the tower indifferently, "The emperor, the minister not only can dance swords, but this shooting and hunting is also top-notch."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, he could hear the meaning of Leng Qianye’s words, and he also saw the smugness in Lin Yun’s eyes. She chuckled, "Shoot him to see."

"Okay." Leng Qianye replied warmly, raising his hand, and said solemnly, "Come with a bow and arrow."

"Yes." The lieutenant commander next to him quickly took his bow and arrow and put his hands up.

Leng Qianye picked up the bow and arrow, raised her eyes, and aimed at Lin Yun above the tower. His indifferent face was full of cold air, where there was still the gentleness and gentleness in front of Feng Aotian.

Lin Yun has long heard about Leng Qianye. However, during the past few days, he felt that he had seen a lot of Leng Qianye. In fact, it was only so. Although he eliminated the black wind, most of the time. It was luck. Watching Leng Qianye draw a bow and shoot an arrow, but he didn't have the slightest fear or dodge. He looked at Leng Qianye with a small look. Lin Yun didn't believe that Leng Qianye could shoot at such a distance from the tower. .

Feng Aotian's brows were light and he sat on the horse, Leng Qianye was leaning on his side, and the soldiers under the tower held their breath and watched the scene in front of him.

When the arrow left Xuan, his wrist moved, and the bow and arrow fell into the hands of the soldier aside, and he took Feng Aotian into his arms with both hands, looked down, and looked at her, "My lord, if the minister is How do you reward the minister?"

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Reward you in the evening."

"Okay." Leng Qianye smiled and nodded.

Then I heard a "swish", the long arrow had hit Lin Yun's chest impartially, pierced the armor, and shot in.

Lin Yun gave a muffled snort, a little disbelief, he was holding his chest, blood flowing from his fingers, he looked at Leng Qianye under the tower, and said solemnly, "Shoo this general! "

"Yes." The soldiers who returned to the country watched his general being shot, and quickly took the command. The archer above the tower was ready.

Leng Qianye disagreed, and waved slightly, "Retreat!"

"Yes." A platoon of soldiers had raised their shields and blocked the front, while the remaining soldiers returned mightily.

Lin Yun did not expect that Leng Qianye would withdraw his troops like this. His eyes sank and he was very angry, and said in a deep voice, "Shoot!"

The archer took the lead. In an instant, countless rain of arrows shot out. The soldiers holding the shields blocked the rain of arrows, but there were also arrows that broke through the shields and shot towards Leng Qianye and Feng Aotian. .

Leng Qianye drew the long sword from his waist and flew out, the silver armor shining shining light, the long sword is like a rainbow, and it seems to carry a powerful air current, condensing the shot of arrows on the sword In anger, with a move of his wrist, the sword qi shot out, and the arrow rain turned and shot towards the top of the tower.

Lin Yun was horrified. He didn't expect Leng Qianye to have such a profound martial arts. Half of the archers above the tower were shot, while Leng Qianye fell on the horse and hugged Feng Aotian. Turned and left.

Lin Yun ignored the arrow wound on his chest, and slapped one hand on the wall fiercely, glaring at Leng Qianye's leaving figure, "What a Leng Qianye, see when you can be arrogant?"

The lieutenant on the side saw that he was still bleeding, and said quickly, "General, your injury?"

Lin Yun turned his eyes, a sharp light shot out, and the lieutenant on one side was scared to say no more, he snorted coldly, turned around, and left the tower.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you irritating him?"

"Hmm." Leng Qianye nodded, "Sure enough, I can't escape the emperor's eyes."

"In these two days, you don't plan to send troops?" Feng Aotian thought. She just said last night that Lin Yun's shortcomings were just right, and Leng Qianye used an irritating way to make Lin Yun take a mouthful. Bad anger, if he doesn't send troops in the past two days, then the bad anger in Lin Yun's heart will be depressed. After he finishes the slingshot, when he leads the troops to attack the city, Lin Yun will definitely be unable to help him, and find him a shot. Qiu must not be calm. Under such circumstances, Leng Qianye can rely on Lin Yun to defeat him without losing his composure.

Feng Aotian naturally knows Leng Qianye’s strategic skills. In the past, she thought highly of herself and took command from the sidelines, while Leng Qianye followed her orders. Now, he has his own idea. , She was happy for him.

Leng Qianye and Feng Aotian returned to the camp with their men and horses. On this day, the whole army reorganized and rested.

Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye to the three cities that he had captured.

Leng Qianye was dressed in a lavender brocade robe, and he looked like Yushu in the wind. With a smile on his face, holding Feng Aotian’s hand, the two flew into the third city and landed in the third city, and Leng Peihan just came back from patrol. , Ran into the two falling figures head on.

She hurried forward, and when she saw Feng Aotian, she hurried forward with a smile, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian looked calmer when Leng Peihanbi was in the capital. He looked sideways and looked at Leng Qianye, "I really want to leave the tiger girl."

Leng Qianye smiled lightly, "The emperor should not praise her, otherwise, she should be overwhelmed."

Leng Peihan raised her eyes and glared at Leng Qianye dissatisfiedly. She saw her elder brother's face with a gentle smile that could not be concealed. She looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian again, "The emperor, you Suddenly coming in person made the minister a little flattered."

Feng Aotian smiled at Leng Peihan's words, "Can you get used to it at the border?"

"Everything is very good." Leng Peihan responded with a smile, then turned around and saw Li Yuan coming from a distance. She quickly said, "The emperor, this is the county magistrate Li Yuan."

Li Yuan saw Leng Peihan from a distance, and when he came forward, he looked at the man beside Leng Qianye. His handsome face, extraordinary bearing, and the shuddering emperor's air all over his body, although he had never seen the present The emperor, however, he could see that General Leng, who had always been indifferent, showed such a knowing smile, he also guessed it.

Now, listening to Leng Peihan's words, I know that his own guess is correct, and then he bows his head unhurriedly, kneels on the ground, and salutes, "The county magistrate Li Yuan see the emperor!"

Feng Ao Tian is a talented person, and he saw Li Yuan, handsome in appearance, especially the elegant air that is neither humble nor humble, but it is commendable. Now, seeing that he still behaves so calmly after knowing his identity, you know, this People have a wide range of knowledge. Before, when they heard the soul tell the time, she also had a general understanding of him. She already had plans in her heart.

Leng Qianye saw Feng Aotian staring at Li Yuan, unavoidably squeezing her hand, "My lord, if you keep looking at it, Master Li is afraid that you will be kneeling all the time."

Feng Aotian retracted his gaze and said with a small smile, "Let's be flat."

"Thank you, the emperor." Li Yuan replied unhurriedly, getting up slowly, and Feng Aotian looked at his eyes too sharply, even if his concentration was good, he almost couldn't stand it, so honorable Extraordinary people, those standing next to them, are certainly the best among them.

Li Yuan looked down and stood on one side.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Peihan, "Lord, just take a look at yourself, you can wait for it."

"The minister retires." Leng Peihan responded with a smile, then turned and left.

Li Yuan also saluted slightly, "The minister retires."

Leave with Leng Peihan.

Leng Qianye stepped forward and blocked Feng Aotian's sight. "The emperor now has a minister by his side, and he can keep his eyes on other people. It seems that the charm of the minister is not enough."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "I'm not jealous."

Leng Qianye gave a cold snort, took her into her arms, and walked forward. The people not far away looked at the situation in front of her. Because this place is located to the south, the folk customs are simple, and it is slightly obvious. Conservative, now, seeing the two men embracing each other with outstanding looks, I couldn't help but look up and look curiously.

Such behavior is inevitable, but Feng Aotian disagrees. Seeing that Leng Qianye is not yet ready, she is angry with Li Yuan, and follows him.

Some people recognized Leng Qianye, and hung their heads quickly, afraid to look.

However, some people curiously looked at Feng Aotian in Leng Qianye's arms, and after the two of them had gone away, they began to whisper and talk.

Leng Qianye raised his head and walked forward holding Feng Aotian, and asked in a low voice, "Emperor, where are you going?"

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Aren't you upset?"

"If he is really annoyed, the minister still doesn't know how many times he will be angry." Leng Qianye looked straight ahead and said in a low voice.

Feng Aotian encircled his waist and said solemnly, "Go to Furong Pavilion."

"Okay." Leng Qianye curled her lips slightly and smiled.

Leng Peihan walked forward, looking at Li Yuan beside him, "What are you thinking?"

Li Yuan looked sideways and looked at her, "The emperor and the lower official thought differently."

"What's the difference?" Leng Peihan couldn't help asking.

"I heard that the emperor was cruel by nature, taking murder for pleasure, and doing nothing evil." Li Yuan said of the impressed Feng Aotian, "If you want to come to the emperor, you must be a vicious person."

Leng Peihan smiled, "Haha, that's how it is, what about now?"

"Wisdom." Li Yuan only said two words.

Leng Peihan nodded, "I originally thought of the emperor in the same way. However, after entering the court, I saw the difference between the emperor. She was cruel by nature, but she was gentle and domineering. All things are counted, and she has a good plan. She will not trust anyone credulously, but she will also trust the people around her. The emperor, she is very different."

Li Yuan listened to Leng Peihan's constant praise of Feng Aotian, and couldn't help asking, "Then you are against the emperor?"

"Admiration." Leng Peihan turned his eyes and looked at him, "In today's world, she is the only one who can make a woman enter the court as an official. As you know, there are many capable women around her, and I compare They are too weak to come."

Li Yuan looked at Leng Peihan, thinking that there is such a frank woman in the world, he smiled lightly, "Why don't the generals humble themselves."

Leng Peihan turned his eyes and glanced at Li Yuan, "I'm going to be busy."

"The lower official sent off the general." Li Yuan bowed his head and should.

Leng Peihan took a steady step, and walked forward. Li Yuan got up, looked at the shadow of her leaving, a touch of sadness crossed his eyes.

Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye to Furong Pavilion. The sky was already dark. After dinner, the two leaned on the soft couch. Leng Qianye was looking at it with a military book, and Feng Aotian was Looking at Mizhe, between each other, but occasionally they meet and laugh at each other, they are speechless, but they feel very comfortable.

These days, the day Mu Hanyao left from Feng Aotian, it took two days to capture the fourth city and continue to move forward.

Ajiu also breached the fifth city. Now, only two cities are left from the capital.

Nan Yu watched the cities be captured one by one, but was helpless. Now, the domestic economy is monopolized, the grain and grass are uneven, the people's sentiment is unstable, and the officials everywhere are unable to supply it. After writing to Xia Luoyan, she did not reply. Since the defeat of Meng Chu, Emperor Le Qi has no response. Now, he is already under the enemy, and he is really unbearable.

South China is the country with the most cities among the third-class countries. Compared with the original Feng and Qi, Wuyue Kingdom and Bei Liguo have more cities. There are 20 cities in total. Now, most of the cities have been Conquered, only a few surrounding the capital were left, three of Leng Qianye’s, four of Mu Hanyao’s, five of Ajiu’s, and eight cities remained. He saw Ajiu was about to break the sixth one. , And Mu Hanyao is also holding the winning ticket, Leng Qianye is also in a stalemate here, he can only gather all the troops to resist now, and vowed to save the remaining city.

Feng Aotian showed an indifferent attitude towards the current progress of the siege. Everything is within her plan. I believe that within a month, Nan returning home will be flattened, and next, it will be who?

Leng Qianye looked at the military book in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at her, and asked in a low voice, "The emperor, there is something unclear?"

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked in a low voice.

"How many times does the emperor want to get married?" Leng Qianye is a little concerned about this. After all, in his capacity, he is afraid it will be difficult to make a big wedding with her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, leaned against his arms, and raised the blue silk on his chest, "Master knows what you think, I will tell you about this problem later."

Leng Qianye asked in a low voice, "The emperor, have you ever met Han Jin?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, the Lord is to save him."

"If it weren't for saving him, would the emperor still touch him?" Leng Qianye looked down, but a melancholy appeared in his heart. When can she really touch him?

Feng Aotian looked at him, his eyes sinking slightly, "Naturally, he will touch him. He is the Lord’s person, including you. He will also touch you. However, many things require the right time and place. Now, the Lord cannot Touch you."

Leng Qianye's eyes were startled, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes, "The minister thought the emperor would not touch the minister."

Feng Aotian's mouth ticked, "When did you lose confidence in yourself like this?"

"The minister is just not sure whether there is a minister in the emperor's heart." Leng Qianye said quietly. This is a question he has held in his heart for a long time. He knows that he shouldn't ask, and can be caught by her. It seems to be a great honor for him, isn't it?

Feng Aotian jumped up suddenly, lowered his head, bit his lip, and violently ripped his clothes. The sound of tearing clothes came from his ears. He was just bearing her anger, and His heart is full of sweetness at this moment.

Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at the tattoo on the lower abdomen, raised his eyes, and stared at him, "Master is not an abusive person. There is a certain number in the world. You were born to be the person of the Lord. In this life Don’t even want to escape. In the future, don’t think about it."

Leng Qianye listened to her, but saw the ruthlessness in his eyes. This bloodthirsty light reminded him of those days when he was in the dungeon. He suddenly opened his arms and held her tightly. In his arms, he was afraid of seeing such eyes, and even more afraid of her showing such expressions.

Feng Aotian let him hold and whispered, "Master scared you?"

"The emperor, are you hiding something from your minister?" Leng Qianye could perceive Feng Aotian's changes. She is not a person who is out of control. The kind of talented eyes can only show what she knows. There are things between them.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, held his hands, and looked at him, "As long as you remember, no matter when, you must live well, and you are not allowed to leave the Lord."

Leng Qianye looked at the coldness in her eyes, suddenly thought of the father-in-law and Yi Mu who had left, and thought of Feng Aoyun who made her cruel, he understood that she was not a cold-blooded and merciless person , It’s just that she would rather bury all the suffering in her heart, but she doesn’t want them to suffer with her. This kind of her makes him feel distressed.

He nodded slightly, "It's a bad minister."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, listening to him sigh deeply, thinking, she had never seen such a Leng Qianye. Once, she wanted to pry into his heart, and she understood that he She was hiding herself, but now, when he opened up, she realized that, in fact, he was really vulnerable.

She will never forget what she saw in the holy pond. She tried to break, change, and use her own power to change this **** fate, but she watched the cat leave, Seeing Yi Mu leave, what she has in her heart is more anger, the repressed anger that will erupt. She doesn't believe it, she can't recover it, even if she is crushed, she has to fight against the sky and the Gongyi Min Yidou, she is Feng Aotian, her destiny can only be in her own hands, and her people can only be protected by her.

Leng Qianye could feel Feng Aotian’s eruption of anger. He stroked her back and said softly, "The emperor, the minister is wrong."

Feng Aotian condensed his breath, his eyes recovered as before, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Go out with him for a walk."

"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded, and the two got up. He changed into a clean brocade robe, and then accompanied her out of the Furong Pavilion. The two walked on the empty street, the quiet and serene in front of him. There is no depression after the war, but the same ease as before.

Feng Aotian took a deep breath of the fresh air at night, and dissipated the foul air in her heart. She was also a person who concealed her emotions, but today, she was exposed, which made her a little annoyed and raised her eyes. , Seeing Leng Qianye looking at her guiltily, she smiled and squeezed his hand, "Han Jin can play the flute, Xing Wuyun can play the flute, Wei Zimo can play the piano well, what will you do? ?"

Leng Qianye knew that she had returned to her original appearance now, and he was relieved immediately. He regretted that he said those words at ease. He smiled and walked slowly to the side of the locust tree, raising his hand. , He took off a leaf, placed it on the corner of his lips, and heard a crisp sound.

Feng Aotian looked at him and listened to the familiar melody. She stepped forward with a smile, "It seems that that day, when the Lord, Feng Yinqi, and Ye Meixi were watching the moon, you were also there."

Leng Qianye put away the leaves and looked at her with a smile, "The emperor, I'm afraid not only the minister was listening that day."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, holding his hand, "It seems that you are not only a good general, but also a versatile."

"The emperor wants to see through the minister?" Leng Qianye stepped forward and hugged her. "The minister hopes that the emperor can see through himself. It's best to know how many hairs there are on the minister. Will be very happy."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, listening to his words, "How come you don't know, you are also very domineering."

Leng Qianye gave a low smile, "The minister has always been domineering."

"Speaking to master again." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched the flesh on his waist, "Look if the master will punish you?"

"The minister is willing to be punished." Leng Qianye lowered his head and looked at her with a smile.

In the imperial palace of Fengqi State, Gu Yefeng was lying on the dragon couch, unable to sleep, he was a little restless, and he was even more flustered these few days, as if something was going to happen.

Wei Zimo was already lying on the bed and went to bed, but suddenly heard a heavy sound, and then got up and saw Xing Wuyun had entered the house.

He got off the bed, walked in front of him, watched the bleeding on his arm, his eyes sank, "Who hurt it?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him. The corners of his mouth were glowing black. At first glance, it was a sign of poisoning. He whispered, "The person I'm waiting for has appeared."

Wei Zimo quickly turned around, walked to the inner hall, opened the medicine box, took out a white jade porcelain bottle, walked in, threw it to him, "take this."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand weakly, squinting at him, "You can't feed me?"

Wei Zimo stood three steps away from him, sucked in his palm, and sucked the porcelain bottle in his hand into his palm, then opened it and poured out a pill. Before Xing Wuyun could speak, he forcibly stuffed it in. , And then poured the poured water into his mouth suddenly.

Xing Wuyun rolled his eyes and nearly choked to death by the pill. He raised his eyes and said weakly, "I was not poisoned by the poison, I almost choked to death by the pill."

Wei Zimo ignored him. Seeing that he had the strength to speak, he immediately put down the porcelain bottle, sat on a soft couch not far away, and looked at him, "Are you fighting him?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "The people who took him are dead."

"Who hurt you?" Wei Zimo looked at the wound on Xing Wuyun's arm. It was done by a hidden weapon. Obviously, the hidden weapon was rubbed with poison, so it was poisoned. However, it could hurt him. People, martial arts must be unfathomable.