This Lord is Too Cruel: 380 Really shy?

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Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at her, seeming to see through her mind, "Yan'er, I won't force you."

Feng Aotian didn’t want to ask. She felt that the scene before her was like a dream. It was not the dream of Feng Aotian and Duanmuyang, but the dream weaved by the two people thousands of years ago. She was just fulfilling her dream. .

Duanmuyang leaned forward and dropped a kiss on her cheek. The little girl blinked her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, looked at Duanmuyang, and left with a smile.

Feng Aotian looked at Duanmuyang in a daze, "You are getting bolder now."

Duan Muyang squeezed her hand, "Is there anything wrong with kissing your favorite person?"

Feng Aotian was speechless when asked. Instead of falling into the abyss of pain and unable to extricate herself, it would be better to have a happy dream like this, which she owed Duan Muyang.

Duan Muyang looked at Feng Aotian's eyebrows indifferently, the strands of broken hair on his forehead moved with the wind, and his white clothes were ethereal like an immortal. He just looked at her quietly like this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and whispered , "Shy?"

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and stared at him. She has never been ashamed. However, looking at Duanmuyang’s gentle eyes, the person in front of her always makes her feel uncomfortable. It was engraved in the mind. During the half month of getting along, he devoted everything he could to the promise he owed her a thousand years ago. She suddenly became a little confused as to whether it was a fantasy or a real existence.

Duan Muyang approached her and whispered, "Are you really shy?"

Feng Aotian retracted his gaze and said in a low voice, "No."

Duanmuyang raised her eyebrows clearly, and continued to wander the street holding her hand. The two of them were already outstanding, and walking on the street holding hands like this, they sometimes aroused glances, Feng Aotian felt like this Attention, reveals a touch of gentleness, just because the people on both sides of the street showed sincere gazes, no hypocrisy, no jealousy.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Duanmuyang, "Does this place really exist?"

"En." Duan Muyang nodded, "Here is my 20 years of hard work."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "No wonder you suddenly appeared in Rain Country, but there was no news before."

Duan Muyang suddenly leaned on her shoulder, "Yan'er, I didn’t mean to hurt them, but I wanted to be with you too much, but I didn’t know what to do, watching you be with them. , Evil thoughts arose in my heart."

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, with the illusion of a world away. If, back then, if one of them could give in, would it have a different ending?

However, they missed it after all, and, one mistake was a thousand years, she suddenly felt that the hit was too much to make fun of others, and that such a fate made her want to cry.

"I know." Feng Aotian whispered.

Duanmuyang hugged her tightly with his hands, his voice mixed with a bit of pleasure, "It's great."

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, and now there is this little bird, her personality is really changeable, but she did not push away, the two of them walked like this, wandering around the wine in the city The cellar, however, did not find the wine they once brewed together.

Feng Aotian looked at the disappointment flashing across Duanmuyang's face, and whispered, "Yan'er, should we make another altar?"

"There is only half a month left now." Feng Aotian looked at him and said in a low voice.

"Even if there is half a month left, don't you plan to see me when I go out?" Duanmuyang stared at her blankly.

Feng Aotian knows that he cannot be soft-hearted now, but when he meets his sad eyes, he finally softened his heart. The two bought the ingredients for wine making, went up the mountain together, and came to the simple hut they built together. , The fence surrounded by a fence happened to have a pear tree. Feng Aotian looked at the pear tree and turned to look at Duanmuyang, "How can there be a pear tree here?"

"I chose this place deliberately, so I planted a tree here early in the morning." Duanmuyang said with a smile.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and glanced at him, and couldn't help but feel gratified for his persistent attitude. It's a pity that she is no longer the one she used to be.

After a full two days and nights, Feng Aotian received the dew and brewed the wine together, and then buried it under the pear tree, "Yan, I really hope I can seal this place, and it won’t change forever. ."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, and Duan Muyang at this moment made her feel that the original sayings did not wrongly love him.

The two cuddled together under the pear tree, waiting for the flowers to bloom and fall, the evening breeze, and the fragrance of flowers in the distance, Feng Aotian specially bought two jars of wine, although they were not as good as what they brewed, but, It's also good wine.

Two people, one person and one altar, are relatively speechless, just listening to the crisp sound of the wine jar colliding with the wind, and playing a different kind of gorgeous chapter.

Feng Aotian closed his eyes and looked up at the stars in the sky. What are they doing at this time?

Duan Muyang closed his eyes with a smile at the corners of his mouth, holding the wine jar in one hand, and holding her in the other. He used to hope to live this kind of life, but...

A line of tears dripped down from the corner of his eyes, dripping down the toffee chair to the ground, Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, knowing that many things have long been buried deep in his heart with the passage of time, or maybe Go with the wind.

They are both masters of fate, but they are also teasers of fate.

When he woke up the next day, Duan Muyang looked at Feng Aotian, who was quiet in his arms, with a happy smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyes to look into the distance. Is he right?

When Feng Aotian opened her eyes, Duan Muyang was raising her eyes and looking into the distance. She immediately got up, stretched her arms, and turned around to see that he had retracted her eyes and was looking at her with a smile.

"What do you want to do today?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Do you have anything you want to do?" Duan Muyang asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "Yes."

"What?" Duan Muyang got up and circled her behind him.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "You promised before."

Duanmuyang pondered for a long while, "What is it?"

"Think carefully." Feng Aotian seemed to have returned to Su Yan's memory, just looking at the distance and waiting quietly.

Duanmuyang smiled brightly at the corner of his mouth, "I know."

"En." Feng Aotian nodded.

After washing, the two went to the mountains together, picking wild vegetables, bamboo shoots, playing rabbits, and catching fish. They went to the farmer’s house to borrow something before returning.

Feng Aotian sat aside, watching Duanmuyang busy alone, with a faint smile on her mouth. This is what I want to see, that unattainable person, who is noble, Cook her a delicious meal.

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and clutching her heart, she could still feel the fierce heartbeat here. Feng Aotian couldn't tell who she was? She possesses Li Ying's soul, Feng Aotian's body, and memories of Su Yan, but who are they?

Duanmuyang carries the memory of thousands of years ago, what about Gongyimin? And Long Yin, how are they inextricably related to her?

She can't help feeling a headache, why should she all be together in this life, and what should she do?

She raised her eyes and looked into the distance. At this moment, she was really messed up.

In the emperor's bedroom, Father Cat was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. He turned to look at Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin lying on the dragon couch. He felt a trance.

The dream was so real that he still had a lingering fear. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then got up and walked out.

The sky is already bright, he just looks into the distance, his thoughts seem to float far away...

After Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin woke up, they saw the cat father-in-law standing where Suri Wei Zimo was standing, seeming to look into the distance. He was not powdered, and he was dressed in navy blue. The robe, the beautiful face, his profile looks very similar to Wei Zimo, the only difference is that his body is more cold and hard, while Wei Zimo is cold and beautiful. This kind of cat father-in-law, they had never seen before, but they were so familiar.

Lan Jingshu glanced at Mu Hanjin, then stepped forward to the side of Mr. Cat, "Mao, the wind is strong."

The cat turned around slowly and glanced at Lan Jingshu, "I don't know how the master is now."

Lan Jingshu whispered, "In half a month, the emperor will return."

The cat nodded slightly, "I am always upset."

Lan Jingshu looked at Father Cat like this, she was deeply moved, turned around to look at Mu Hanjin, and whispered, "If you continue like this, something will happen to Father Cat."

Mu Hanjin naturally knew the concerns of Mr. Cat, and then stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Does Mr. Cat have anything to keep in mind?"

"No." Father Cat turned and glanced at Mu Hanjin, then walked inward.

Mu Hanjin looked at his leaving figure, then looked at Lan Jingshu, and whispered, "There must be no more accidents."

"En." Lan Jingshu knew what he meant.

Mu Hanjin went to the Feng Clan and saw Wufeng hurriedly walked out and looked up at him, "Something happened?"

"What's wrong?" Mu Hanjin asked quickly.

No wind continued, "Since last night, they began to vomit blood, and no symptoms were found."

Mu Hanjin's eyes sank, and when he stepped inside, he saw that the faces of the three of them were very pale. He whispered, "But can you make it through?"

"I don't know." Anxiety flashed across the windless eyes.

Mu Hanjin said in a low voice, "It will definitely survive."

No wind is just a slight nod, "Look at the will of heaven."

"Alright." Mu Hanjin continued.

Duanmuyang made a good meal, Feng Aotian sat down, looked up at him with a look of expectation, and laughed, "I will try it."

"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded with a smile.

Feng Aotian picked up the chopsticks, and after tasting them one by one, he nodded slightly, "It's okay."

"Really?" Duanmuyang replied happily, then picked up the chopsticks and put the dishes in the mouth with a smile, and quickly vomited it out, then tasted the others again, and his face suddenly became embarrassing.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's okay."

Duan Muyang just watched her eating slowly like this, and there seemed to be a warm current flowing in his heart, but he interrupted such a short time.

He felt a pain in his heart, raised his eyes to look at her, and whispered, "Can you pay me back for the rest of the day?"

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Follow me." Duan Muyang immediately got up, grabbed her by the hand, and when he saw her present dress, he pushed her into the room again, "Go change clothes."

Seeing that he was so anxious, Feng Aotian turned around and entered the house. After changing his clothes, the two flew to Fengqi Country.

Three days later, Wei Zimo and the others also vomited blood for three days and three nights, but did not get better. If they continue to vomit, I am afraid that they will not survive tomorrow.

Wufeng looked at him worriedly, but he was helpless. This was a sense of powerlessness he had never seen before. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin on the side, and saw that his handsome and jade face also flashed sadly, raising his eyes Looking at the sky, "Really can't survive tomorrow?"

"En." Wufeng sat aside, "She's afraid she won't see them for the last time."

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes tightly, seized the door and walked out, then turned back to the medicine room, "take them back to the palace."

Wufeng nodded, and Wufeng took the three of them to the Imperial Palace that night.

Mao Da-gong and Lan Jingshu were about to go to bed when they saw Mu Hanjin and Wufeng bringing Wei Zimo back with three people. The three of them looked like gossamer, their eyes were dull, and the corners of their mouths were bloodshot.

Mother Cat naturally understood, and he sighed, "I'm afraid the master will not make it."

Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Mr. Cat, and said in a low voice, "Now I don't have any way to do it, can I just watch the three of them leave like this?"

He was not reconciled, and he knelt down on the ground. At this moment, his heart had never been so hurt as it is now.

Papa Cat looked at him like this and sighed softly, "In any case, we have to try our best."

Mu Hanjin looked at the windless, "It's a moment to drag it for a while."

"En." No wind forcefully pretended to be calm, and the four took care of the three of them until dawn. No wind always fell weakly, shaking his head, "It's useless."

"No, there must be a way." Mr. Cat looked at Wei Zimo and whispered, "I can't let him go like this."

No wind looked at Father Cat, "God will do this."

"What kind of providence?" Mr. Cat looked at Wei Zimo and said in a deep voice, "Wei Zimo, listen, you must hold on."

Wu Feng looked at Mr. Cat so excited, he couldn't help but startled, and then looked at Xing Wuyun and Yi Mu, his heart slammed.

Mu Hanjin supported Yi Mu and kept stopping the bleeding. The golden basin next to him was full of his blood, and Lan Jingshu was also anxious.

No wind stabilized Xing Wuyun, whispered, "Brother, you have to hold on."

At this time, Feng Aotian was brought down by Duanmuyang. He took the lead to enter, looked at the three of them, and said coldly, "All out of the way."

The four of them raised their eyes and saw that it was Duanmuyang. They were taken aback for a moment, and then they saw Feng Aotian behind them, her eyes dimmed, and she turned to look at Duanmuyang, "You want to save them?"

Duanmuyang took a deep look at Feng Aotian, "You go out with them, no one is allowed to come in."

Feng Aotian glanced at him, looked up at Mr. Cat and Wufeng, "Let's go."

The cat father-in-law glanced at Wei Zimo, walked forward to Feng Aotian's face, with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Master..."

Feng Aotian held his hand, dragged him around and stepped out of the Imperial Palace, Mu Hanjin, Wufeng, and Lan Jingshu also walked out, and the door was closed in a flash...

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