This Lord is Too Cruel: 217 A man has a little scar, he is mighty

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"I won't tell you." Xing Wuyun lied down on the soft couch and ignored the wound on his arm. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be dormant.

Wei Zimo took the white cloth and the golden sore medicine, and put them beside him, "If you leave a wound, she should be sad when she comes back."

Xing Wuyun still closed his eyes and whispered, "Isn't it distressed?"

Wei Zimo gave a cold snort, turned around, ignored him, and entered the inner hall.

Xing Wuyun just closed his eyes and took a nap for a while, then opened his eyes, raised his hand, and tore the sleeves on his arm. He watched his arm hurt by a hidden weapon. He was still bleeding. However, Qi Shicai's black blood, the color now returned to normal.

He opened the golden sore medicine, expertly applied the medicine to himself, and after the bandage, he continued to lie on the soft couch, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Wei Zimo walked over with the blanket, looked at his handsome face full of exhaustion, sighed helplessly, covered him, and walked away slowly.

Xing Wuyun is indeed tired. He was severely injured before, but now he has recovered only 70% to 80% of his martial arts. Otherwise, how could he be hit by a hidden weapon.

The next day, before dawn, Xing Wuyun woke up. He raised his eyes and saw that Wei Zimo had gotten up, washed properly, and walked over.

He lay down somewhat comfortably, looking at him, "Where are you going?"

"Return to the palace." Wei Zimo said, looking at him.

"The emperor hasn't returned yet." Xing Wuyun's bright peachy eyes turned slightly, looked at him, and whispered.

"You are injured, he will naturally come back." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "You were injured in the palace last night?"

"It seems that nothing can escape your eyes." Xing Wuyun got up from the soft couch, put away his sleeves, looked at him, "How about playing with me?"

"Say." Wei Zimo responded indifferently.

Xing Wuyun kept a distance from Wei Zimo, and then said, "Carry me back."

"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded, naturally knowing what his plan was.

"You take the opportunity to stay in the emperor's bedroom, and look good on Gu Yefeng." Xing Wuyun continued.

"Why are you looking at him?" Wei Zimo couldn't help asking.

Xing Wuyun took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it to him, "You know it at first glance."

Wei Zimo received the secret letter, and after reading it, his cold eyes sank, "It seems that Feng Qiguo really is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

"That's natural." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Let's go, I entered the restaurant last night, he must know it, if it does not show up today, it will definitely arouse his suspicion."

"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded and then moved away. After a while, someone entered and carried Xing Wuyun out.

Xing Wuyun was carried into a carriage, while Wei Zimo was sitting in the carriage in front, and the two carriages slowly drove towards the palace.

In these days, Meteor followed Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu, and was used to getting up early. The three of them had stopped breakfast and were leaving the emperor's bedroom and heading to the gate of the palace.

When I arrived at the gate of the palace, I saw two carriages approaching. Meteor clearly sensed Xing Wuyun's breath. When he flashed his body, he landed on the carriage behind, turned inside, and got in.

Xing Wuyun's complexion is a bit haggard now. In order to be more realistic, he deliberately cracked the wound on his arm. Now, his forehead is still in cold sweat.

Meteor's eyes sank, and he approached him, "Are you injured?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "I was secretly calculated."

"Poisoned?" Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun's complexion, but it was clear in his heart that Xing Wuyun's poison had been detoxified, and he could smell the fragrance of Yulu Pills. He leaned forward and leaned closer, "Would you like me to help Are you acting?"

"Smart." Xing Wuyun quickly laughed and praised.

Meteor raised his eyebrows, smiled triumphantly, and screamed, "Ah."

Then got out of the carriage and fell in front of Wei Zimo's carriage in a hurry, "What happened to Xing Wuyun?"

Wei Zimo drove the carriage, looked at the meteor in front of him, with a worried expression on his face, his eyes flickered slightly, and he responded unhurriedly, "I was wounded by a hidden weapon and poisoned. I gave him an explanation last night. Medicine, but the internal strength is damaged, I am afraid I will have to rest for some time."

"Who would dare to hurt him?" Meteor asked angrily.

"I don't know, when he came to look for me, he was already unconscious, and now he hasn't woken up yet." Wei Zimo responded lightly.

Meteor's hands are on his hips, and his small body bursts with unrevealable anger.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, thinking that Xing Wuyun had no news since he left the palace that day. Now, he suddenly appeared and was seriously injured. What is going on?

Meteor looked at Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu on the side, "I want to accompany Xing Wuyun. If you are busy, go ahead."

"Okay." Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, and then walked forward.

Meteor rolled his eyes steadily, and then stepped forward, sitting on Xing Wuyun's carriage, and the two carriages slowly entered the palace.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng sat in the carriage, "Who hurt Xing Wuyun?"

"I don't know." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Gu Yefeng, and whispered.

Gu Yefeng groaned for a moment, then stopped saying anything, and the two of them drove slowly toward the Metropolitan Police in a carriage.

The carriage passed through Huaxing Gate to the West Palace, and when it reached Xingyun Palace, it stopped.

Meteor got off the carriage. Wei Zimo got out of the carriage. Standing on one side, the attendant who stood outside the palace quickly stepped forward and lifted Xing Wuyun out of the carriage and entered the Cloud Palace.

Meteor followed closely, followed by a worried look.

While Wei Zimo is as cold and beautiful as ever, stepping into the Palace of Clouds without hurries.

On this day, Xing Wuyun was seriously injured and was unconscious. Wei Zimo went to the Imperial Palace by himself, while Meteor stayed in Xingyun Palace to watch Xing Wuyun.

Feng Aotian got the news that Xing Wuyun was secretly injured. It was already noon, her eyes sank, and she looked at Leng Qianye beside her, "It seems that they are going to do it."

"The emperor is going back?" Leng Qianye held her hand, dressed in a purple robe, looking extraordinary.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, the game has been set for so long, now is the time to close the net."

Leng Qianye stared at her blankly, "The emperor is safe to go, and the minister is fine."

"Okay, remember, don't get hurt." Feng Aotian shook his hand and warned.

Leng Qianye smiled softly, looked at her, and nodded slightly, "Chen Zunzhi."

Feng Aotian turned around and flew away.

Leng Qianye stood on the roof of Furong Pavilion and watched her leave. The gentleness of the corners of his mouth slowly converged, returning to his previous indifference. He also tapped his toes and flew away.

When Leng Qianye returned to the barracks, Fu Zhuo had ordered someone to prepare the slingshot. Seeing him returning alone, he knew that the emperor had already left, so there was no need to ask more.

Leng Qianye entered the camp, took off her purple robe and replaced it with a silver armor. His face was indifferent and dusty, with no soft light, very serious.

"Since it is ready, I will attack the city tomorrow." Leng Qianye said solemnly.

"Yes." Fu Zhuo responded, and then backed out.

Leng Qianye sat in front of the book table, raised his hand, and stroked the place she had touched, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he lowered his head, put his cheek on the book table, closed his eyes, and missed it. The moment she left, it spread all over her body.

The meteor stayed beside Xing Wuyun for two consecutive days and never left.

At this moment, Meteor is sitting on the soft couch, dangling his legs, eating grapes comfortably.

Xing Wuyun lay on the couch lazily, drinking with his head up.

Meteor looked sideways, looked at Xing Wuyun's unruly appearance, and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for you?"

"Neither." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at him, "but waited for him to throw himself into the net."

"However, it is Gu Yefeng who is in danger now." Meteor couldn't help but worry. He didn't accompany Gu Yefeng to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Although he sent someone to protect him secretly, it was inevitable that he was negligent.

Xing Wuyun chuckled his lips and smiled, "You look at him day and night, who would dare to get close? Now that the man has revealed the fox tail, why bother to startled the snake?"

"Then is he a fox or a snake?" Meteor asked with a grin.

"It's a fox and a snake." Xing Wuyun's eyes sank and said in a low voice.

"The Holy Lord will be there tonight." Meteor sighed faintly, "I wonder if they will do it."

The dog raised his head, staring at the meteor, sticking his tongue out, looking at the grapes in the hands of the meteor, his eyes shining.

Meteor bowed his head, glanced at the dog, then skinned it and fed it.

Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor and smiled and asked, "You have a very harmonious relationship with it now."

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, "However, your brother can leave, he buried two jars of good wine."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at the meteor. He was anxious to leave without wind. At that time, he left the palace and did not send him off. However, he also knows that he has now reached the Innocent Gate.

Meteor saw Xing Wuyun's mouth with a small smile. Of course, he knew that Xing Wuyun had an abacus in his heart, and then said, "He is not too courageous. Before leaving, he dared to kiss the Holy Lord."

"What?" Xing Wuyun was taking a sip of wine. Before he even entered his throat, he was startled by Meteor's words. He choked into his throat and couldn't help coughing, "Ahem..."

Meteor still dangled his legs, fed a grape to the dog, and then said, "Wei Zimo saw it too."

Xing Wuyun held back his cough, his eyes flashed unpleasantly, "That stinky boy, I told him, don't be curious, now, okay, let yourself in."

"I can't bear her too, but, the Lord said, he shouldn't stay here." Meteor said regretfully.

"He shouldn't have stayed here." Xing Wuyun snorted, feeling that Feng Aotian was doing the right thing.

Meteor went on to say, "Why don't you want to be left without wind?"

"He is too simple, but also too complicated." Xing Wuyun said slowly, "If he stays, it will be unfortunate for him."

Meteor looked at him puzzledly, "Why?"

"You will know in the future." Xing Wuyun chuckled, "He is different from us. He has been lonely since he was a child. He grew up in love."

Meteor seemed to understand a little bit, and then asked, "Does the Holy Lord know that too?"

"Maybe I know, maybe I don't know." Xing Wuyun put down the flask and said in a low voice, "However, since she let Wufeng leave, I am afraid she knows, this is not where he should be."

Meteor nodded, "I understand a little bit."

Xing Wuyun smiled lightly, "Your holy lord is too special. It's not that she treated us with false tenderness, but because she never concealed her ambitions and * in front of us, including Her calculation and purpose."

Meteor smiled, "It seems that you now understand the Holy Lord more and more."

"It is not about understanding, but more love." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the meteor, "When you fall in love with someone, you know why I did this."

Meteor shook his head, "It's complicated."

Xing Wuyun smiled again, then closed his eyes and took a nap.

After a while, Wei Zimo walked in, and when he saw the meteor, "it is now past noon. Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu have not yet returned, and the people I sent have not returned to report."

Meteor put down the grape in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo, "Are they doing it at the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

Xing Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the bed, walked over and looked at the meteor, "You moved your hands and feet on him, now, maybe you feel it?"

"He is safe." Meteor continued, "Presumably he is in distress."

Xing Wuyun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him, "Why don't you say that you are a talent?"

"Since it's still safe, I don't need to worry." Meteor raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "However, he is not in the palace."

"What about Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun continued to ask.

"Return to palace." Meteor responded, "However, his breath is very strange."

"Where are you now?" Xing Wuyun continued to ask.

"It's coming to your bedroom." The meteor leaped gently from the soft couch, and then fell steadily, "He was hit by a witchcraft."

"The technique of evil?" Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, and then he heard a scream from outside.

He quickly turned around and lay on the bed. Then he saw Lan Jingshu walking in with a long sword in his hand, his eyes empty.

Wei Zimo was the closest to him, and when he saw Wei Zimo in front of him, he lifted the sword in his hand and stabbed him indiscriminately. Wei Zimo dodged lightly, turned around, and looked at the meteor, No help."

Meteor bowed his head and looked at the dog, "You shot."

The dog licked his tongue, still reminiscing about the smell of grapes, looking at the shooting stars, walking calmly towards Lan Jingshu, and saw a black wind rolling up Lan Jingshu. In a flash, he fell. on the ground.

Lan Jingshu fell to the ground unsteadily, only to hear, "Cang Dang", the sword fell to the ground, he raised his eyes, looked at the situation in front of him, lowered his head, looked at the **** long Jian, can't help asking, "What's wrong with me?"

"You have been discouraged." Meteor stepped forward, looked at Lan Jingshu, and said lightly.

The dog is standing next to Meteor, looking at Lan Jingshu in front of me, taking a step forward to Lan Jingshu. When it approaches Meteor, it screams hurriedly, and then rushes towards Lan Jingshu.

Meteor immediately felt that something was wrong, and quickly raised his hands, a white light ran across his fingertips, and hit Lan Jingshu directly. The dog threw Lan Jingshu to the ground, and then he heard a shout , Lan Jingshu fell to the ground and died.

Meteor took a deep breath, then stepped forward, squatted, raised his hand, and tore off the mask on his face, revealing the face of a strange man.

"Fake?" Wei Zimo stood not far away looking at the Lan Jingshu in front of him, and couldn't help but startled, "You can't be wrong, how can he have the breath of Lan Jingshu?" /

Meteor sat on the ground without an image and glanced at the fake Lan Jingshu next to him, "This person must have been with Lan Jingshu for a long time, contaminated with his breath, and he raised his hands and feet. At the same time, they are exactly the same as Lan Jingshu. If it weren't, the dog would feel wrong. Now, I am afraid that he has hurt me."

Wei Zimo's eyes sank again, "There is no such person beside Lan Jingshu."

"If he stays in the Jinxuan Palace, he will also get the breath of Lan Jingshu." Meteor said immediately, "I'm afraid it will be some days."

Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This person must have been sent by the person you were waiting for?"

"It should be." Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, "Where is Lan Jingshu now?"

"Strange, why can't I sense it?" Meteor frowned, lowered his head and looked at the dog, "Did you sense it?"

The dog raised his head and looked at the meteor, "I sensed some, but it was very weak."

"Are he not with Gu Yefeng?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help asking.

"No." Meteor shook his head, "I can sense Gu Yefeng, but I can't sense Lan Jingshu."

"Where is Gu Yefeng?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.

"Are they two groups of people who caught them?" Wei Zimo was silent for a moment, and said coldly.

"Where is Xia Luoyan now?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.

"I sent someone to follow in secret, and now, it will be reported in the future." Wei Zimo's eyes sank, "Could it be that Xia Luoyan took Lan Jingshu away?"

Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo, and then said, "Xia Luoyan's breath, I can also feel that she is very close to Gu Yefeng's breath, and Gu Yefeng is now in her hand."

"Where is Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun quickly got off the bed, walked up to the dog, and asked in a low voice.

The dog closed his eyes, and after a while, suddenly opened, looking at Xing Wuyun, and growled.

Meteor saw that the dark eyes of the dog were cold, and asked quickly, "What happened to Lan Jingshu?"

The dog nodded, "I feel the smell of blood."

When Meteor heard it, he was startled, and then said, "Why, how could Lan Jingshu get hurt?"

"I can't feel his breath anymore." The dog shook his head.

Meteor sat on the ground in fright, raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This is only half the success of attracting the snake out of the cave. If something happened to Lan Jingshu, how should I explain to the Lord?"

Xing Wuyun was silent. He didn't expect that Lan Jingshu would have an accident. Xia Luoyan's goal was Gu Yefeng, and the person he was waiting for had not yet appeared. Could it be that the person had already seen through the game he set?

The night is quiet, and the Xingyun Palace is silent. The people sent by Wei Zimo have not yet returned, while Xing Wuyun is sitting on the side with cold eyes, he is also waiting.

The figure of the soul fell, looking at Wei Zimo and Xing Wuyun in the main hall, and then said, "Master Xing, Master Hou, the master is now waiting for the two in the Imperial Palace."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the soul, "She's back?"

"Yes, I just came back. The master already knows about Concubine Lan." After the soul said, he flew away.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, glanced at Wei Zimo, and whispered, "Let's go."

Wei Zimo said coldly, "Did she still arrange any rounds?"

Listening to Wei Zimo's words, Xing Wuyun was taken aback for a moment, as if he understood something, then stepped forward and lifted the meteor up, "Did you just do a show?"

Meteor hurriedly raised his eyes, crying sadly, "No."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and twisted his ears, "You better tell me before I know, otherwise..."

Meteor rolled his eyes round and round, and hurriedly covered the ears that were sore by Xing Wuyun, rushed out of the bedroom and cursed, "I will tell the Lord, you bully me."

Xing Wuyun saw the meteor like this, already knew the answer, raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo, "It seems that you are calmer than me."

Wei Zimo looked at him, "You are just a fan of the authorities."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, knowing why Wei Zimo said so, but with a smile on his lips, he lifted his steps and left the bedroom.

Wei Zimo then turned around, keeping a three-step distance from Xing Wuyun, and walked forward slowly without a moment of panic.

When the two walked to the emperor’s bedroom, they saw that Feng Aotian had just taken a bath and changed into a clean bright yellow dress, which was very loose, while Meteor was holding Feng Aotian’s thigh with tears. When he saw Xing Wuyun coming in, he hurriedly cried, "Holy Lord, you have to call the shooting star, Xing Wuyun bullies me."

Feng Aotian lowered his head, looking at the aggrieved appearance of Meteor, whispered, "How did he bully you?"

"He twisted Meteor's ear." Meteor turned his ear to the side, and the top was still red. It seems that Xing Wuyun's twisting force is not small.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Then you have the ability to screw it back."

When Meteor heard Feng Aotian's words like this, he knew that it would be useless to cry on his own. After wiping a few tears, he stood up, hung his head, and stood in the corner.

Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo came forward, sat on the left and right sides of Feng Aotian at the same time, looking at her.

Feng Aotian boldly met the gazes of the two of them, and smiled, "What does the Lord do?"

"The emperor, where's Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun thought that his arrangement had been seen through, and was worried about Lan Jingshu's safety all afternoon.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What do you think?"

Xing Wuyun leaned on her shoulder, "The emperor, do you know that the minister almost thought he had caused a disaster?"

Feng Aotian saw that he was a little tired, knowing his hard work in these days, raised his hand, wrapped his waist, and said softly, "These days, you will stay by his side obediently." /

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, then asked, "Is Lan Jingshu okay?"

"Not good." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, a fierce flash in Feng's eyes.

Wei Zimo always sat aside, staring at her, thoughtfully, he suddenly felt that he was an outsider, caught between them, but he was in a dilemma.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "You are so smart. If you don't say anything, you already guessed it, didn't you?"

"I would rather be stupid." Wei Zimo looked at her, "You know, cleverness is mistaken by cleverness."

Feng Aotian could hear the ridicule in his words, and said with a smile, "If you are stupid, you will be even more reluctant."

Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, closed his eyes, and asked quietly, "The emperor means that the minister is stupid, so, are you willing?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, feeling that these two are at the same place. If she is really jealous, she may have a headache, so she quickly took Wei Zimo into her arms and whispered, "Lord does not sleep. It took two days to come back."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Wei Zimo knew that she had caught his weakness, and knew that he was reluctant to embarrass her at this time, so he sighed helplessly, "What should you do next? "

"Master wants to rest." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo, and whispered, "Since the net has been spread, the master waits comfortably for the net."

Xing Wuyun has put all his weight on her body. These days, he is very tired, but now, he has to rest well.

Meteor turned around and watched Feng Aotian hug left and right. It was very uncomfortable. He pouted the corners of his mouth, squatted down leisurely, and touched the head of the dog, "It is better for you to treat me well."

The dog stared at the pitiful appearance of the meteor, completely resembling a pet abandoned by the owner. He nodded helplessly, as a comfort to him.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Let me see the arm injury."

Xing Wuyun closed his eyes and raised his hand at will, placing him in front of Feng Aotian.

Wei Zimo naturally left her arms, and then stood up, "I'm going back."

Feng Aotian watched him leave, "Stay with him tonight."

Wei Zimo turned sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, "Isn't there someone by your side?"

Feng Aotian curled his mouth, "I don't want you to lose sleep tonight."

"I'm not used to sleeping here." Wei Zimo turned around, looked at a Feng Yinqi lying in the inner hall, whispered, and then left the bedroom.

Feng Aotian looked at the bright red figure he was leaving, turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "It seems that his problems will not change in this life."

"He's got something stinky. If it's changed, it's not him." Xing Wuyun waited for Wei Zimo to leave, remembering that that night, he almost choked him to death by feeding medicine, so he took the opportunity to sarcastically said.

Feng Aotian chuckled, knowing that Wei Zimo did this, but he was just giving him a reason not to embarrass her.

Of course, Xing Wuyun understands Wei Zimo’s intentions. He leaned comfortably in Feng Aotian’s arms. Feng Aotian rolled up his sleeves and saw the place where the hidden weapon was hurt. She had just been scabbed. Thinking of the situation at the time, his eyes sank, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to be injured?"

Xing Wuyun disagreed, and chuckled, "A man is a little scarred, he is mighty."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched as he listened to him, and then said, "Master hates scars."

"The emperor will let the ministers be removed, anyway, the ministers can't be removed." Xing Wuyun leaned in Feng Aotian's arms lazily, and whispered, "The emperor, if something happens to Lan Jingshu, the minister will be I won’t be at ease."

Listening to his words, Feng Aotian flashed coldly in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Leave it to the Lord. You can heal your wounds with peace of mind."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a faint charm, he curled his lips and smiled, and then asked, "The emperor is very happy and happy these days. Now, in half a month, the emperor will be with Ye Mei Xi has the wedding ceremony."

Feng Aotian listened to Xing Wuyun's words and chuckled, "Who made you unwilling at that time?"

Xing Wuyun clicked the corner of his mouth, "The minister is willing now."

Feng Aotian smiled, "What do you want?"

Xing Wuyun did not answer, but raised his legs, put them directly on her legs, sat in her arms, and whispered, "What does the minister want, the emperor doesn't know?"

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light was emitted, then he picked him up and walked towards the inner hall.

Xing Wuyun immediately got down from Feng Aotian’s arms, thinking that he was a little bigger than Feng Aotian, and it was a bit uncomfortable to be held by him like this, and then he took her arm and leaned his head on On her shoulders, walked forward slowly.

Feng Aotian looked at him and didn't break it. When the two walked to the dragon couch, she lay down on her own, while Xing Wuyun took off her goose-yellow brocade robe and only wore a jacket. , Looked at her, "The emperor, the minister is injured."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian replied softly.

"The minister is injured, how do I take a shower?" Xing Wuyun's words were very obvious.

The meteor outside the inner hall listened to Xing Wuyun's teasing words, and the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that these men beside the Lord could become normal. What happened?

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you acting like a baby with your father?"

Xing Wuyun coughed a few times, and felt that he was so hypocritical, really a little awkward, and then turned around and obediently entered the screen.

When he took off his shirt, a bright yellow figure had already fallen beside him, with a small smile on his mouth, a handsome face, exuding a casual flamboyant temperament, stepped forward, and entered In the bathtub, he saw Feng Aotian already standing behind him.

Feng Aotian counted the time, counted, and a few days later, it will be the end of Mu Hanjin's third death, and then the fourth death, she will go and welcome him in person.

She raised her hand, stroked Xing Wuyun’s ink hair, looked down, and watched his handsome face with a layer of mist on her mouth. She smiled slightly, "Master wanted to ask you, why did you peep at that day? Lord take a shower?"

A gleam of light flashed under Xing Wuyun's eyes. In fact, he didn't know why, but there was a voice in his heart that drove him, making him full of curiosity about her, thinking so, and doing that.

"The minister is just thinking, what is so amazing about the emperor's bathing?" Xing Wuyun raised his head, facing Feng Aotian's eyes, "The emperor, in this world, how many people have seen the emperor's bathing? "

Feng Aotian whispered, "Two people."

"Is it father-in-law and Mu Hanjin?" Xing Wuyun asked immediately.

"Yes." Feng Aotian made no secret of it.

"When will the minister have this honor?" Xing Wuyun turned over, leaned his arms on the bathtub, raised his eyes, met her eyes, and asked in a low voice.

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