This Lord is Too Cruel: 328 Stay by my side

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After Feng Aotian saw who it was, his eyes were cold, "Gong Yimin, what are you doing?"

Gong Yimin waited to walk in front of her, just looking at her carefully. Feng Aotian now sees him and thinks of Long Yin's affairs. When she moved her palm, she lifted her palm and hit his chest.

Gong Yimin didn't dodge, letting the palm hit his heart, he just looked at her without saying a word.

Feng Aotian took her palms, and looked at the faint blood on the corners of his mouth, but did not move. She then turned around, "You go, I want to be alone."

"I'll be with you." Gong Yimin stepped forward, standing beside her and said.

Feng Aotian slapped the tree trunk with a palm, "Gong Yi Min, I'm already enduring it, you better not force me to shoot."

"Do you still want to punch me again?" Gong Yimin said disapprovingly.

"It's not as simple as a punch." Feng Aotian's tone became colder and colder, she wished to kill him, but his life took the life of Mr. Cat.

Gong Yimin stepped forward reluctantly, raised his eyes and watched the fallen leaves on the branch fall on her, he raised his hand and bounced it off gently, "I just want to accompany you."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Gong Yimin, do you think you are qualified to stand in front of me?"

Gong Yimin raised his eyes and looked forward, his eyes were erratic, just with a touch of nothingness, "Feng Aotian, what on earth do you think I should do to let you stay with me?"

Feng Aotian smiled, "You have missed it."

Gong Yimin turned his eyes to look at her, "Who said I missed it? Don’t you doubt why you were born again into this world? Don’t you ever doubt why I did that in the first place? ?"

Feng Aotian was startled again, "What are you trying to say?"

The corner of Gong Yimin's mouth ticked, "All I want is you. Even if it is ruining the world, I will not hesitate."

Feng Aotian listened to his words and looked up at him, "Gong Yimin, when are you going to be crazy? Do you think I really am a soft persimmon? You think I will really be applauded by your play Among them?"

Gong Yimin turned his eyes to look at her, "Then you can show me strength and let me see how you escaped from my palm."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank. Yeah, why can't she escape his calculations? It's not that she can't, but at the beginning, she didn't have the confidence, just because he taught all her skills, but, there is one thing, he can't teach, that is her newness, she is Feng Aotian, not Li Ying , She must do what she wants to do, "Well, even if the fish die and the net is broken, I will not be at your mercy anymore."

"Do you really want to run away from me so urgently?" Gong Yimin couldn't help but sneer. With his handsome face like a cold star, with the invisible coldness, and the faint sadness, he turned around suddenly , Feishen left the valley.

Feng Aotian sat under the tree again, turning his eyes to look at the mound, "Feng Aoyun, I am Feng Aotian, I have always been Feng Aotian, although not the Feng Aotian in your heart, but, Mine is indeed Feng Aotian."

This night, the Prince Regent’s Mansion was brightly lit. After drinking, everyone became more sober. The next day it didn’t dawn and they all returned to the palace.

When I arrived at the emperor's bedroom, I saw Feng Aotian sitting on the soft couch, looking at the memorial.

Pluto cat waited with a smile at the corner of his mouth, while Meteor was lying on the side staring at Feng Aotian suspiciously, seeing her expression indifferently, as before, nothing wrong.

Did the Lord figure it out overnight?

Mu Hanjin stepped inside, and everyone bowed in front of her, "The minister sees the emperor."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at them, and then said, "The smell of wine is all over me."

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, until she continued, "All are going to be stripped for the Lord, and wash up."

"Yes." The crowd responded, and then they retreated.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "What are you laughing at?"

"Master, slave, this is happy." Father Cat said with a smile.

"What are you happy about?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Just happy." Mr. Cat said as he handed over tea, "Master, next month will be early winter."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "In the blink of an eye, another year will pass."

"Yes." Mr. Cat said in a low voice, "A lot of things happened this year."

Feng Aotian raised his hand to hold father-in-mao's hand, "stay by his side."

"The slave obeys." The cat's slender eyes were filled with tenderness, and he whispered, "Master, what about them?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Of course he lives in the palace, and the Lord's people must be by his side and are not allowed to go anywhere."

"What's in their hands?" Father Cat couldn't help but worry.

"They will naturally get it right. If they don't have this ability, what's the point of coming here." Feng Aotian just said lightly.

The cat father saw Feng Aotian after a long process and seemed to have returned to the original point. She became so calm, confident and rational.

Feng Aotian lowered his head to look at the memorial, then looked at the father-in-law Mao, "Go out today."

"Where is the master?" Mr. Cat asked in a low voice.

"I will meet an old acquaintance." Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Master, are you going to go to the palace again?" Father Cat read the corner of his mouth and said displeasedly.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Well, these three thousand harems, naturally, they have to be filled up."

Pluto cat stared at her bitterly, "Master, can't all of you be satisfied with you?"

Feng Aotian pinched his lips, "Lord, before the winter, go to find flowers and ask Liu."

"I'll be with you." Wei Zimo's voice suddenly remembered, and he stepped into the imperial palace.

Feng Aotian turned and looked at Wei Zimo's cold eyes with a cold color. She raised her eyebrows, and then said, "Master, go by yourself, without anyone following."

"Are you tired of me?" Wei Zimo asked with a sneer.

"Why? What's your dissatisfaction?" Feng Aotian didn't rush forward to comfort him with a smile as before, instead asked him instead.

"No." Wei Zimo turned around and stepped out of the Imperial Palace.

"You are not allowed to take a half step out of the palace without the command of the master." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Wei Zimo's body paused for a while, then moved forward, "Either let me go, or you will keep my body."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Take it for the Lord."

"Yes." The soul took his command, and then fell in front of Wei Zimo, bowed and said, "Offended, Lord Hou."

Wei Zimo still turned his back to Feng Aotian, "Okay, okay, my life is for you, what else do you want to keep?"

As he said, he raised his hand and took out the dagger he was carrying, and he was about to insert it into his chest. Feng Aotian moved his fingertips and touched his acupuncture points from his back, then stepped forward to him. In front of him, "Look at how the Lord will clean up you."

Speaking, he snatched the dagger in his hand, carried him and left, and after a while, he fell into his palace.

Listening to the wind and rain, she quickly knelt on the ground, and Feng Aotian stepped into the dormitory. When she moved her finger, the door closed, and she threw him on the bed.

Wei Zimo's cold eyes looked at her coldly, "Feng Aotian, you let me go."

Feng Aotian looked around, then saw the red silk on the side, then cut into four pieces, and walked slowly in front of him, "You know what the Lord said is what?"

Wei Zimo gave a cold snort, then turned his head, "Don't you want me?"

"Have you ever said that?" Feng Aotian immediately sat beside the bed, but his body deliberately approached him, exhaling and sniffing his cheek lightly, and whispered, "Your temper will change. "

"Didn't you say that you like my temper?" Wei Zimo heard Su Su Ma Ma's feeling. He has been tapped in the acupuncture points and cannot move. The whole person is like being put on a cutting board, waiting to be slaughtered The lamb, he turned his eyes to look at her, and said coldly.

Feng Aotian continued, "This dagger is for self-defense. It is not for you. Even if it is used, it is not so useful."

"What the **** are you doing? Let me go." Wei Zimo looked at the evil charm at the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and wrapped the red silk around his limbs, and then tied them to the bed. She played with the dagger in her hand, "Do you know how to use the dagger?"

Wei Zimo stared at Feng Aotian, "You..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well?"

"Feng Aotian, you..." When Wei Zimo saw her holding a dagger, he gently cut his waistband, and then cut his body piece by piece. After a while, There are bright red fragments beside him, like a blooming coquettish flower, and there is no barrier on his body. The dagger gently slid across his skin, revealing a cold feeling. He couldn't help taking a deep breath. He had never felt this way before. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "What are you going to do?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand to cut his veil, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and bit on the tip of his tongue when he was shocked.

Wei Zimo snorted in pain, "Feng Aotian, you are too much."

He scolded him with a tingling sensation on the tip of his tongue, which made him even more angry. Is this her nature?

Feng Aotian just looked at him with a smile, "If you aim at yourself with a dagger in the future, I will tell you the real use of the dagger again."

As she spoke, she slowly slid the dagger through his lower abdomen all the way down...

"Feng Aotian, what do you want to do? Do you think this is fun?" Wei Zimo has never been humiliated like this before, and a pain flashes in his heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What the Lord says is what you say, just let you stay, and you are not allowed to leave the palace without the Lord's permission, you know?"

Wei Zimo looked at her blankly, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Aotian burst into a faint smile, but suddenly flicked the dagger. The dagger was firmly inserted on the curtain, and the veil fell, covering her figure.

She bullied herself suddenly, lying on top of him, looking down at him, "Master just told you that you are not allowed to use the dagger at yourself in the future, you know?"

Wei Zimo felt that such Feng Aotian was mysterious, making him unable to see through, but why was his heart beating faintly? The ambiguous breath flowed in the bed, and the humiliation had already evaporated with the heat, and now all that was left was a deep feeling.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, and his fingertips glided across his delicate skin, like ripples on the calm lake, stretching and stretching, making him dazed.

He suddenly didn't know how to respond, but stupidly let her ask for all his breath, so overbearing, so arrogant, he opened his eyes, looked at her closed eyes, such a familiar face , But now it is covered with a veil.

He then closed his eyes, feeling such a different kind of throbbing, until the air between each other became thin, he was panting, but he saw that she was still well-dressed, but he was already in shreds. crack.

His beautiful face was covered with anger, and he stared at Feng Aotian for a while, "You still don't let me go?"

"Do you remember what Ye Shicai said?" Feng Aotian raised his chin, leaned close to his lips, and asked seductively.

"En." Wei Zimo couldn't bear such temptation, it seemed like a kind of magic power, which completely lost his mind.

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, and then raised his hands to untie the red silk one by one. The white ankles and wrists are now like being wrapped around by the old red rope. Ugly, only lingering beauty.

She tapped his acupuncture points, but Wei Zimo suddenly got up, then pressed her under her body, "Should you also try the usefulness of the dagger?"

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, her cold eyes radiated with charming luster, and she opened her limbs wide, and then said, "Come on then."

Wei Zimo's cold eyes were full of coldness, but he lowered his head and bit her lip fiercely, "Do you think I'm as cruel as you?"

Feng Aotian knew that he was reluctant, she wrapped her hands around his waist, gently turned over, and lay on him again, deepening this kind of intricateness and domineering, A provocative, punishing kiss.

Wei Zimo embraced her and looked down at her, "Are you really going out?"

"En." Feng Aotian nodded and looked up at him, "You can only eat meat if you listen to your master, you know?"

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied, "Anyway, I have been a vegetarian for a long time."

The corners of Feng Aotian’s mouth raised, and she kept a lot of things in her heart. She did this, but she didn’t want any of them to be injured again, and she wanted Gong Yimin to see if she could hold them. , Let him know that her fate is in his own hands, not he can control it at will.

"Master will give you a lot of meat, provided that you listen to what the master says, don't talk back, don't play your temper, especially don't be like just now, you know?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Wei Zimo looked down at her, "I have asked for so much before giving me the meat, I will give it first."

"Do you dare to bargain with your master?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and stared at him, then raised his hand to pinch his nose, "Master has things to do today, I owe this meal first."

"No credit." Wei Zimo replied coldly.

Feng Aotian got up and said, "It's okay at this place."

Wei Zimo was draped in a silk quilt, covering the beautiful curve, holding her hand, "Really not let me go?"

"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "You rest well, Lord knows, you haven't rested for many days."

"You owe me the meat, I will put it on record. You have to sign and draw it." Wei Zimo got up as he said, wearing only a robe, walked to the bookcase and took out a new one. After picking up the pen and writing down the account book, he took it and placed it in front of her, "press your fingerprints."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the account book in his hand. It was written impressively, "Feng Aotian owes meat twice."

The corner of her mouth twitched, "When did you owe you two meals?"

"There is one at the border gate last time." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you want to regret it?"

"It's just a meal of meat." Feng Aotian spoke very proudly, then pressed his fingerprints, raised his eyes and looked at him, "A profiteer is a profiteer."

"It's not as good as you." Wei Zimo then carefully put away the account book.

Feng Aotian saw him doing this, and then he pressed him on the bed, "rest well."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Huh, let's go."

Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "Now are you willing?"

"I can't bear it, you won't stay." Wei Zimo turned around leisurely, half of the smooth back was exposed, and the blue silk was scattered, which made people excited to look at.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and Jiang Jin was pulled forward, "I can't catch a cold anymore."

"I'm already eager to burn myself now. I want to find something cold, as long as I don't leave any root of the disease." Wei Zimo said coolly.

Feng Aotian listened to his words and turned his eyes, "It's okay, if you don't lift it then, the Lord won't have to pay you back."

Wei Zimo turned his eyes and glanced at her, "Can't you expect me to order?"

Feng Aotian laughed, and then walked away from the palace.

Wei Zimo looked at the back of her leaving, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he half-sit up, pulled out the dagger stuck in the bed rail, and gently stroked it, "It's really hard to move. , You can think of such evil things."

Feng Aotian stepped away from Wei Zimo's bedroom and saw Xing Wuyun and Wufeng walking out. She looked at them, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then saw that they had already walked over.

"Where did the emperor come from?" Xing Wuyun asked knowingly. He washed and changed into a goose-yellow brocade robe. The red lips evoked an evil smile, the folding fan in his hand flicked, and the whole person Watching the more and more romantic wind.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Did you have a good drink last night?"

"Well, it's a pity, Ye Meixi's tune is not as good as you." Xing Wuyun smiled so charmingly, those peachy eyes were colorful, just looking at her unsuccessfully.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "It turned out to be a little song."

"When will the emperor sing a song to his ministers?" Xing Wuyun hasn't seen her for a long time. After returning, he met her poisonously. Now all the thoughts are overflowing in his throat, and all his thoughts are pouring out. .

Feng Aotian took the folding fan in his hand, put it away smartly, and knocked on his head, "Want to hear?"

"Of course." Xing Wuyun's hand followed her into his arms, and lowered his head to meet her eyes, "The emperor would not?"

"Look at the mood of the Lord." Feng Aotian unfolded the folding fan and shook it gently.

Xing Wuyun's arms around her waist became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to embed her in his own body. He wanted to suppress the full of thoughts, but he couldn't suppress it anyway.

Feng Aotian moved gently, and the folding fan blocked him. Feng Aotian turned around and left his embrace, then threw the folding fan to him, and then looked towards Wufeng, "Go and see Weizi Mo."

"What's wrong with him?" Wufeng stood aside and smiled lightly. Knowing that she was just joking with Wei Zimo, he listened quietly.

Feng Aotian approached his ear and whispered, and then kissed him on the cheek, "Go and see, lest you really get the root of the disease."

Wufeng can't help being handsome, the handsome and windy face reveals an irresistible smile, Xing Wuyun leaned forward and stared at Feng Aotian, "A kiss."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his nose, "No."

"No, you are not allowed to leave without kissing." Xing Wuyun said and stopped in front of Feng Aotian, like a child.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted his arm. When he passed him, he raised his hand and twisted his ass, and walked away briskly.

Wei Zimo jumped in surprise, then turned around and saw Feng Aotian with his hands behind him, leaving like that, he sighed helplessly.

No wind stepped forward and Xing Wuyun quickly followed, "What did she tell you just now?"

"You better don't know, otherwise, something big will happen." Wufeng said with a smile.

"What's the big deal?" Xing Wuyun asked next.

"Will be cut off by Wei Zimo." Wufeng smiled lightly and left happily.

Xing Wuyun looked at his back and laughed uncontrollably, "Is it funny?"

Feng Aotian walked all the way, raising her eyes to see that the early morning sky was really blue, she seemed to have walked freely like this in the palace for a long time, anyway, there is still some time, so it’s good to walk like this of.

Passed Xing Wuyun's bedroom, and then walked to Yi Mu's Meixiang Palace. She rolled her eyes and then stepped in.

Yi Mu is standing under the plum tree in a daze, Feng Aotian walks to his side, "Next month enters winter, and the plum blossoms will bloom."

"En." Yi Mu nodded, turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, his handsome face was a little sad.

Feng Aotian raised her hand and broke a dry plum branch. She raised her eyes to look at him, "Do you remember what you said when you broke the branch like this?"

"I don't remember." Yi Mu shook his head, but felt very familiar.

"There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded. Don't wait for the branches to be folded without flowers." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, and put the dried plum blossom branch in his hand, "You want to return to the spirit race, Still stay here?"

"What about you? Do you want me to go back?" Yi Mu asked softly while turning the branch with her fingertips.

"Stay here." Feng Aotian said with a smile, "It is good to have been with the master again. If you can't remember the past, forget it, and let's start again."

"Okay." Yi Mu opened up a refreshing smile like a spring plum, just looking at her like this.

Feng Aotian turned around and left the bedroom, raising her eyes to look into the distance. Maybe this is a good start, but she knows that there are still many things that need to be solved later, but is it important? I'm afraid it's nothing more important than staying with them like this.

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