This Lord is Too Cruel: 293 Lord is really worried about his life

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After another two days, Fu Zhuo finally woke up, and Leng Peihan's body was much better. However, the woman's tyre was extremely damaged, so she is still lying in bed now.

Feng Aotian placed the two of them in the palace. She and Mu Hanjin will go to see them both after they have finished their affairs.

In Fengqi State, it seems that the emperor’s not reigning early seems to have become commonplace, but the hundred officials did not dare to slacken their efforts. They knew in their hearts that even if the emperor was not in Beijing or in the court, they would be able to see the whole world. No one has a strategy. Otherwise, how can nearly half of the 15 countries in just two years, and more importantly, Fengqi country has now become one of the three powers in the world. Howe, naturally dare not neglect.

Feng Aotian stayed in Beijing for seven days. Except for the first three days he did not go to the morning court, he would go up step by step every day after that. The loyal ministers had not gone to court for several months, and they had not seen the emperor for several months. In the early days of the past few days, the hundreds of officials were frightened. After all, every time the emperor reigned in the early days, if he hadn't asked his teacher for a crime, he would have been dismissed and murdered.

Feng Aotian sits on the dragon chair, Mu Hanjin is a national teacher, Lan Jingshu’s injured couch, he stands on Lan Jingshu’s seat, and Gu Yefeng’s seat can be replaced by someone else. , The court was in order, and there was no change due to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian coldly swept through the ministers under the hall, and did not go into a fight, but instead counted the things she left behind in the past few months, and investigated and dealt with it.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian went down publicly, took Mu Hanjin's hand, and left the Jinluan Temple. The officials had become accustomed to the emperor's bold style, but they sighed and sighed in their hearts.

Mu Hanjin has not been to the premature court for a long time. This is the first time he went to court after nine deaths. He has a lot of feelings. He still remembers his state of mind when he first stood in the Jinluang Temple. , And now, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian in a dragon robe, the sun still shining on her, as if nothing had changed, but their hearts had changed.

His palm has her warmth, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, following her to the harem under the eyes of the officials.

Feng Aotian deliberately walked half a step slowly, turning his eyes to see him in a brown official gown. Compared with the crescent brocade gown that Su Ri wore, it was a bit deeper. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Master Han Jin looks good in everything."

Mu Hanjin suddenly stopped and looked up at her.

Feng Aotian stood face to face with him, the majestic palace was heavy, and the morning light sprinkled on them, followed by a group of minions standing on the side, a breeze blew, his broad sleeves moved with the wind , The bright yellow dragon robe became more and more dazzling, and even though he was wearing this brown official robe, it was still as elegant as water.

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian smiled at him and asked softly.

"Nothing." Now they were standing under the stone steps outside the Jinluang Temple. The hundred officials methodically left along the palace gates on both sides to the south. He suddenly stepped forward and gently hugged her in his arms. .

The officials walked not far away in twos and threes, and when they raised their eyes, they could see the two embracing in front of the hall. Upon seeing this, the officials lowered their heads in shock and hurried away.

Feng Aotian raised his hands and hugged him back, feeling that Mu Hanjin is a little different today, "Are you playing tricks with your father?"

Mu Hanjin just hugged her, he just wanted to make all officials see clearly that she Feng Aotian was his Mu Hanjin's person.

"The emperor, you just need to understand the thoughts of the minister." Mu Hanjin didn't explain too much, and once again took her hand and walked forward slowly.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at his jade-like face, which became more and more magnificent. She just returned to the imperial palace with him with a smile at the corner of her eyes. It must be over today. Mu Hanjin's move may be the capital of the entire capital. understood.

Lan Jingshu is now able to get up and walk around. She is now sitting on the soft couch, guessing that Feng Aotian should come back down, so she ordered someone to prepare something to wash.

Mu Hanjin returned to the imperial palace, raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu with a smile, "Is your body better?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, her handsome face radiating warmth and jade, which was indeed much better than before.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin, and suddenly thought that when she was reborn, when she was the regent, only the two of them could be used by her side. Now she has experienced so much. , They were still by her side, she smiled and wanted to sit down, but Lan Jingshu slowly got up, "The emperor, surrender to you."

Feng Aotian smiled and stretched out her arms to stand, Lan Jingshu unbuttoned the dragon jade button on her waist, and took off the heavy dragon robe from her. Mu Hanjin had already walked over with her normal clothes, and then She put it on and took off the Nine-Eyed Crown from her head. Feng Aotian stretched her arms and looked at them both, "Hey."

She sighed, and the two couldn't help laughing.

Feng Aotian looked at them two with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"

Lan Jingshu just smiled softly, and then handed her a tea cup, while Mu Hanjin passed the golden pot. She drank the tea to moisturize her throat, then cleans her hands, and then "hey" again. Scream.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Isn't it as good as the cat's father to serve?"

Feng Aotian returned the cotton pasai to his hand, "It was just a sudden sigh."

She turned around and sat down with Lan Jingshu, "If you get hurt again, you will be laughed at by them."

Lan Jingshu nodded docilely and said, "The emperor, the minister does not want to."

Feng Aotian shook his head, "Master sent someone to protect you."

Lan Jingshu nodded and said, "The minister will be careful in the future."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master has stayed here for a few days. The outside affairs have not been dealt with. The imperial examination must proceed as scheduled. As for the nine princesses, let the master leave it. ."

"Yes." When Mu Hanjin heard Feng Aotian's words, she knew she was going to leave.

Feng Aotian raised his hand to hold Mu Hanjin's hand, and then looked at Lan Jingshu, "I will leave this to you."

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin looked at each other, smiled and responded, "Okay."

Feng Aotian took the two of them into his arms, "I really don't want to leave."

Lan Jingshu leaned in her arms, wondering when the days of gathering little and more separation would end? He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, only feeling that it was a luxury to spend more time with her.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Fu Zhuo's injury may have to be taken care of, and Yi Yang is tired to watch the affairs of Xishan Barracks."

"The minister has invited Marshal Yi to go." Mu Hanjin replied with a smile.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "After some time, people from all over the world will be swarming, and there are no lack of people who want to enter the court, but you have to be careful."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded softly.

"Master will leave tomorrow." Feng Aotian still said the most important sentence.

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin kept silent for a short time, and then replied in unison, "Yes."

Feng Aotian knew that the two of them had met since they were young, and now they are guarding the court together. She suddenly kissed them on the cheek and said with a smile, "The Lord thinks it’s great to be a monarch. Yes, just take pleasure with you every day, this Mingjun is really a chore."

Mu Hanjin sighed a lot as Feng Aotian sighed a lot today. He gave Lan Jingshu a wink. Lan Jingshu blushed immediately and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Feng Aotian looked down at Lan Jingshu, "But tired?"

Lan Jingshu shook his head, and then said, "The minister is fine."

Feng Aotian nodded, and then saw Mu Hanjin's mouth with a meaningful smile, her mouth twitched, "Really all right?"

"Hmm." Lan Jingshu was embarrassed to be seen through, and she lowered her head shyly.

Feng Aotian saw this, then raised his hand, raised his chin, and slowly moved closer, narrowing Feng's eyes, "Why is my face red?"

Lan Jingshu constricted her eyes shamefully, and said in a low voice, "Xu Shishi coughed anxiously."

Feng Aotian reluctantly continued to approach, and then kissed his lips, "I am a little eager."

Lan Jingshu quickly closed her eyes, and now she feels even more faceless to face Feng Aotian, while Mu Hanjin smiles happily.

Feng Aotian left Lan Jingshu’s lips and turned around suddenly to see the smile in Mu Hanjin’s eyes. She snorted, then pinched Mu Hanjin’s nose, "You are a joke to him ?"

Mu Hanjin said warmly, "I just want him to take the initiative, who knows that he is shy on the contrary, who is it, when the emperor is not there, he talks about it every day? Now the emperor is by his side. Don't say a word again?"

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and glared at Mu Hanjin, feeling inadvertently making friends, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, he teases his officials."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Han Jin is right."

Lan Jingshu was speechless for a while, lowered his head and said nothing.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "Master will leave tomorrow, and prepare something for him."

Mu Hanjin smiled and stood up, and said warmly, "The minister will do some snacks for the emperor."

Feng Aotian quickly shook his hand, "You do?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, "When did you know these?"

"I learned it when the emperor was absent." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister saw that Mr. Mao and Long Yin were doing good food. The minister thought he should also learn to cook for the emperor. ."

Feng Aotian became interested when he listened, and then took Lan Jingshu's hand, "Master and Jingshu are with you."

Lan Jingshu was startled, and said in a low voice, "Although the minister can't, but he can learn."

Feng Aotian smiled, and then took the two of them to the Imperial Dining Room.

Sixi followed behind, looking at the emperor and the two masters in front of him, thinking that at that time, the concubine Mu wanted to learn how to make cakes on a whim, and almost failed to burn the entire imperial dining room. Now it is effective. , I also feel that there are so many people around the emperor who are in pain, and I am also very relieved. He raised his eyes and looked at the duty room by the side of the imperial dining room. Suddenly he remembered Father Feng coming, and wondered whether Father Feng can be reincarnated. Reborn? It's not necessarily true that you are a god.

Feng Aotian's side eye also saw the room, and his eyes flashed with a touch of sadness. Just when he came to this world, Father Feng was the first person to treat her best.

When I arrived at the imperial dining room, the imperial chef had already got his will and retired. There was no one in the imperial dining room. Mu Hanjin took the enclosure and put it on for her, then rolled up her sleeves and looked around. Lan Jingshu, "Do you have anything you want to do?"

"Let me start." Lan Jingshu looked at the huge dining room in front of him, feeling a little at a loss.

Feng Aotian smiled suddenly, and then she realized that in the past two years, she had experienced a lot of things, and there were many people who cooked for her, among them Xuanyuanyu.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, what do you want to do?"

Feng Aotian looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "If you don't tell you what you are doing, you can just do what you do. When the time comes, the master will let you taste it."

Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "Okay."

Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, "Will the emperor too?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Is there a master in this world who can't?"

Lan Jingshu looked down, and then said, "The minister will also learn."

Feng Aotian laughed, then turned around and took out a few eggs, and threw them to him, "Beat this, I only need egg yolks, not egg whites."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, this is a bit difficult."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If you want to do well, you have to start with beating eggs."

Mu Hanjin immediately stepped forward and demonstrated once for Lan Jingshu. This was what he learned after two days of studying. Lan Jingshu learned Mu Hanjin’s method and obviously failed several times, but later Reluctantly got it out.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "When they all come back one day, I will cook a reunion dinner with you."

Mu Hanjin can imagine such a scene, and there are only two results, either a chicken fly or a happy life, but he knows that the people around her are smart people and will not make the first result. It is indeed a happy thing for a group of people to sit together, eat their own meals, enjoy the moon and drink.

Feng Aotian suddenly understood the meaning of home, and he was happily cooking a meal with someone he liked.

She always smiled at the corner of her mouth, and smiled at Mu Hanjin, turning her eyes to see Lan Jingshu was beating eggs seriously, she suddenly came forward and kissed Lan Jingshu's cheek with egg whites stuck to it. , And then continued to do his own thing casually.

Lan Jing's book is a little flustered, and now he is even more flustered, but his heart is very sweet, he made a decision in his heart, he must learn a few good dishes when she returns next time.

The royal dining room was very lively, with warmth everywhere, and time passed by. After noon, Feng Aotian looked at the self-made food in front of her, she raised her eyes to look at the delicately carved jade in front of Mu Hanjin’s eyes. She raised her eyebrows for the exquisite delicacy on the plate, "It looks good."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "My lord, when did you do this?"

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed with a faint soft light, feeling that such a picture will always exist in his heart, and her smile will be engraved in his mind, afraid that she will never forget it.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin without even a trace of flour on their bodies, then looked at them again and sighed quietly.

Feng Aotian turned and looked at the flour stained on Lan Jingshu’s cheeks. She stepped forward and stroked the flour with the tip of her finger and wiped it gently, "I'm really hungry."

Lan Jingshu smiled and took the tray, personally put the dishes into the tray, and the three people left the imperial dining room.

The minions in the imperial dining room had been waiting for the emperor to leave, and they rushed in. Seeing that the imperial dining room was very clean, everyone rushed out of the imperial dining room and looked at it from a distance.

Feng Aotian walked into the emperor’s bedroom in a very good mood, and set a table of food. It looked very tempting. Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin. I'm eating."

Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "Yes, it seems a long time has passed."

"It will be fine in the future." Feng Aotian raised his wine glass and looked at Lan Jingshu, "You use water instead of wine."

Lan Jing's book was in high spirits, and now she had to put down her wine glass, exchanged a glass of clear water, and then toasted, the three of them clinked their glasses and drank them in one go.

The story of Feng Aotian cooking in person, spread to other people's ears a day later. Xing Wuyun was most emotional, looking up at Wei Zimo and Wufeng, "Did she do it for you?"

Wu Feng remembered that Feng Aotian had cooked the porridge for her personally, and nodded, "Yeah."

"When?" Xing Wuyun asked quickly.

"When I was injured, I survived the porridge." No wind said calmly.

Wei Zimo thought carefully, as if not, but he did it for her, thinking about this, a jealous flash of jealousy flashed through his cold eyes, and he was silent.

Xing Wuyun spoke with dissatisfaction, "She said that she only cooked porridge for me, hum, sure enough, what a woman said is not credible."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I have also made porridge for you?"

"She said it was her first time." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's expression, and after a closer look, he seemed to have noticed something, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wufeng, "It seems that I still have the upper hand."

Wufeng looked up at him, "When did it happen?"

"Anyway, earlier than you." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, and then said, "Sure enough, he is his favorite person. The treatment is different."

Wei Zimo stood up from the chair, "When will she be back?"

Xing Wuyun knew that the chrysanthemum irritated him, and quickly pretended not to know, then turned and looked out the window. He didn't want to fight Wei Zimo again. After the last fight, he was lying down on the bed. On the third day, the whole person almost fell apart, and Wei Zimo was not much better.

No wind counts the time, "She is leaving today, if she rides on snow, it will take three days at the earliest."

"I'll meet her." Wei Zimo said and left the bedroom.

Xing Wuyun watched him fly away and wanted to chase him, but he shrank back, turned and looked at Wufeng, "Whose jealous is he eating?"

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "I find you are becoming more naive."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "When am I naive?"

Wufeng stopped talking and continued to read the medical book. Xing Wuyun came over and grabbed the medical book. After reading the line on it, he threw it to him, "Why do you have to read this?"

"Although her body used Yunxue, she has recovered a lot now, but she always runs back and forth like this, and her body is always at a loss. If this continues, she will be unable to get pregnant in the future." The wind said lightly.

"I am afraid that such days will continue for a long time." Listening to the words of no wind, Xing Wuyun was a little worried.

No wind responded indifferently, "Well, the plan can't keep up with the changes. Unexpected things will always happen along the way. No matter how strong she is, she is not an iron man."

Xing Wuyun reclining on the soft couch, thinking about her more and more.

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Don't you want to have a lovely child with her?"

"Yes." Xing Wuyun looked sideways at Wufeng, "However, if you want to lose her because of your child, then I would rather not."

A faint smile flashed across the windless eyes, "So, I want to take care of her."

Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "There are so many people around her, it's impossible to give birth to each one."

Wufeng listened to Xing Wuyun's words, I was afraid that they had thought about it, maybe they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.

"It depends on her." Wufeng said lightly.

"I'll leave this to the later. It's impossible to rely on her body and the current situation." Xing Wuyun turned around casually, tilted Erlang's legs, supported his head with one hand, and blocked the other. With my own eyes, "I just want her to be with me now. For some reason, I suddenly feel very cold."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, then stepped forward and pulsed for him, "What's wrong with you?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "It's nothing, it just feels like something is happening, and I feel a little flustered. This feeling hasn't happened for a long time."

"King Qi, this is a secret letter from the master." Po's figure fell and handed him the secret letter in his hand.

Xing Wuyun took the secret letter. After reading it, he quickly sat up and got down on the soft bed. "Wei Zimo really went to pick her up?"

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, "Look at him like that, you can tell you are going."

"It's awful." Xing Wuyun said and rushed out of the bedroom.

"What happened?" Wufeng watched Xing Wuyun rush out like this, "You are afraid it is too late to chase now."

Xing Wuyun stopped hurriedly as he listened, and then looked at Po to the side, "Now you are sending a message to the emperor immediately, saying that Wei Zimo has gone to meet her."

"Yes." Po responded, and then stepped away.

Xing Wuyun stuffed the secret message in his hand to Wufeng, "I really shouldn't irritate him."

Wufeng looked at the secret letter in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Aren't you Mo Yunge spreading news quickly?"

Xing Wuyun just reacted and sent a message quickly and ordered the people from Mo Yunge to go, but he still felt uneasy, "I'm afraid of his temperament, and now my whole mind is to see her, I'm afraid I don't want to see it. ."

Wufeng also knows that Wei Zimo usually looks very calm, but when he encounters Feng Aotian, he is stronger and more persistent than anyone. He is afraid that he has no intention to care about other things.

Xing Wuyun leaned against the door and looked at Wufeng, "This person is unkind."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "Fortunately, she sent people to chase and intercept that person along the way. Even now, it will take time to come."

"Hey." Xing Wuyun thought about this, and felt increasingly annoyed. He turned his eyes to look at Wufeng, "I said, "How can I feel uneasy these days, it turns out that something really happened."

Wu Feng knows that Xing Wuyun is so free and unrestrained, but his mind is very heavy. Now that he can have such an expression, this matter is afraid that it is very serious.

After Feng Aotian left, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat in the emperor's bedroom for a long time. They seemed to have become accustomed to the separation, but they were still sad when they parted.

Lan Jingshu looked at the empty emperor's bedroom in front of him, as if he had returned to the past. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "I have an illusion that she is dreaming all these days when she is here."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Yes, I thought I was dreaming too."

"It's a beautiful dream." Lan Jingshu let out a low laugh, then got up, and stroked the entire Emperor's bedroom and the corners she walked on one by one, thinking of what she was doing in this place in her mind?

Mu Hanjin raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, then stood up, stepped out of the Emperor's bedroom, raised his eyes to look at the distant sky, once, this was a prison, but now, he knows that this is her With their home, she said, let them wait for her to go home and guard this home well.

He still has a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if she has never left.

Feng Aotian rode Aoxue and left the capital within a moment. When she stepped out of Fengqi Kingdom, she received a message from Xing Wuyun. Her eyes darkened, looking at the soul falling beside her, "Nine Princesses. Where are you now?"

"The subordinates all sent people to stop her, and now it has reached the last level." Soul replied in a low voice.

"Do you know where Wei Zimo is now?" Feng Aotian whispered.

"I haven't found it yet." The soul lowered his head, "After Lord Hou came out, Po went to chase him personally, but he was not found."

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "Even if he catches up, he cannot be so fast."

The soul couldn't help but replied, "Is it with the nine princesses?"

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Can you see the figure of the nine princesses at the last level?"

"If you follow the distance, she should have arrived, but now it has been two hours and it hasn't arrived yet." The soul whispered.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "Wei Zimo can't run into the Nine Princess before the Nine Princess meets the last level. The time is not right."

"Unless..." Soul raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian cautiously.

"Unless what?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Unless he is riding a horse like Aoxue or Taxue." The soul replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Where is the father's snowfall?"

"After stepping on the snow, I cultivated in Leqi." The soul thought so, and then said, "Could it be..."

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, "His charm is really not small, even the father's Taxue was subdued by him."

The soul lowered his head and turned back, "Hou Ye hasn't left the Qi Palace in these days, how come?"

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "You and send someone to look for the nine princesses all the way, and you can report if you have any news."

"Yes." The soul replied, and then flew away.

Feng Aotian immediately turned on his horse and touched Taxue's head, "Master is really worried about his life."

Taxue rubbed Feng Aotian's hand and let out a low whistle, agreeing very much. It also felt very hard for herself. Feng Aotian stepped up on his stomach, and Taxue ran forward with her.

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