This Lord is Too Cruel: 012 You are this king’s person

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 012 you are the king's person

"Lying on the couch. Shu Chi Wuyan," Feng Aotian said coldly as he walked slowly to the couch.

Mu Hanyao clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and suppressed the strong feeling of humiliation in his heart. Lying on the bed, he could clearly feel Feng Aotian standing proudly beside the bed, watching the prey with his eyes Look at him.

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth was slightly slanted, and an embroidery needle was already twisted between her fingers. She rolled up her sleeve robe and pierced Mu Hanyao's left shoulder with the needle tip, and saw a drop of blood overflowing from the bronzed skin.

Mu Hanyao was expressionless, without any reaction. He didn't know what Feng Aotian was going to do, he could only feel the sting of needles coming from his left shoulder, but he couldn't hide his inner shame. sense.

Feng Aotian stared at him unsuccessfully, slowly stabbing the needle down from his left shoulder, the blood was flowing quietly, the camp was silent, not even a trace of gasping was heard. A faint smell of blood permeated the camp.

Mu Hanyao's forehead was soaked with a thin layer of sweat, and his body was tight and stiff. Feng Aotian could feel the strength and perseverance from his bones, as well as the arrogance of being a commander in chief. , Could it be that she designed it to make him into a desperate situation, how could he lie on this bed so willingly and let her act recklessly.

For a long time, Feng Aotian put away the embroidery needles, took out the embroidered handkerchiefs in his arms, wiped the blood from the needle sticks, and looked at the masterpieces extending from the left shoulder to the chest with satisfaction. Hanyao wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's voice and seemed to feel that after a lifetime, he slowly opened his eyes, and said nothing to Shang Feng Aotian's cold eyes.

Feng Aotian raised his palm, sucked the bronze mirror at the dressing table not far away into his palm, and then shone it on his chest, "In the future, you will be the king’s person. You must always remember if you dare to betray Ben Wang, the end is not what you can imagine."

The deterrence in the tone made Mu Hanyao's eyes dark. He followed the bronze mirror and saw the word "天" carved on his left chest. His sword eyebrows didn't feel a move. He was carved by her. On the seal belonging to her Feng Aotian? He couldn't help but sneer sadly in his heart, Mu Hanyao, Mu Hanyao, did not expect you to fall into such a situation.

Feng Aotian saw that Mu Hanyao was unmoved, and did not say much. With a wave of his bare hand, the bronze mirror was placed in place safely, then he put the brocade cover on Mu Hanyao's body and lifted his finger. A light tap on his forehead, "Go to sleep, tomorrow will not be as easy as tonight."

Mu Hanyao was caught off guard. Feng Aotian knocked her forehead so affectionately. Watching her stand up and leave with his back to him, he lowered his head and looked at the covered silk quilt. He opened his palms and palms. He was soaked in sweat, and there was a sudden tremor in his heart. He sighed deeply. From childhood to adulthood, even in the line of life and death, he has never been so nervous. He looked sideways and glanced at the embroidery on his chest. The stamp on the acupuncture, his deep pupils flashed with a faint light, closed his eyes, his complexion was as usual.

Feng Aotian walked outside the screen, walked out of the camp, and saw the seemingly weak Tsing Yi not far away. She stepped forward and walked in front of him.

Tsing Yi raised his eyes, his eyes swayed, and he saw Feng Aotian staring at him condescendingly. The cold eyes made him shudder. He opened his mouth quickly and his hoarse and broken voice sounded, "The slave has seen the regent."

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "You poisoned this king?"

Tsing Yi's eyes dimmed, and his heart died, "It's a slave."

"This king has hatred with you." The tone was affirmative, not a question, but a statement.

"The enmity of destroying the door." Tsing Yi is also a clear-hearted person, knowing that his death is approaching, there is nothing to hide.

"The person behind you, this king will not ask you, even if you ask, you will not speak. Now this king gives you two ways, one is a way of life and the other is a dead end." Feng Aotian is not good. People, but she knows that even if you kill him, it will only cost one more life. She has never done anything useful.

Without waiting for Tsing Yi’s response, she continued, “The way to live is to stay with this king and let it be sent. This king will give you a three-year period. At that time, this king will give you a chance to seek revenge from this king. ; The dead end is that this king has never tasted the taste of human jerky. It just so happens that I can try it with you."

At this time, in the barracks, in addition to the soldiers patrolling and standing guard, there are also Mu Hanyao who is dormant in the camp, and Sixi and the other eunuchs who stand respectfully outside the camp, all heard Feng Ao clearly. As the heavens said, everyone trembled, thinking that this regent is really cruel and inhumane? She can't figure it out.

Tsing Yi draws his eyebrows and is alive. He still has a chance to take revenge. When he is dead, there is no chance of revenge. Instead of dying like this, it is better to fight hard. Even if he can't kill her then, it is still a hope and idea.

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes filled with firmness, "The slave chooses his way of life."

"Sixi, wash the pungent powdery smell on his body to this king, and in the future, I won't let this king smell it again." Feng Aotian turned abruptly and said coldly.

Sixi hurriedly responded, and then congratulated Feng Aotian into the account.

"Prepare bath soup, this king is exhausted."

"Yes." Si Xi glanced at Tsing Yi, and ordered two eunuchs to lift Tsing Yi and return it to Tsing Yi's account. Then, he carried the bath soup he had prepared into the camp.

After Feng Aotian took a bath, her silky ink hair was wrapped around her back, and she was tied lazily with a cloud brocade headband. She wore a purple brocade uniform. His eyebrows were picturesque, his skin was snowy, and the eyebrows were slightly raised. The suffocation, on the contrary, added a little softness. Because of the loose uniforms, Feng Aotian did not tie his chest, and the slim figure was enveloped in the brocade clothes, very soft and charming.

She went to the bed on her own, and seeing Mu Hanyao lying on the outside of the bed, her eyes flashed slyly. If she didn't sleep on the same bed with him, wouldn't it expose her illusion that she liked male sex?

She took the opportunity to push Mu Hanyao gently, and lay down beside him. Since childhood, she lived with the wolves. Later, she was taken away from the wolves by the man and lived alone. Days, she has never liked to touch people, contact with others, and never sleep in the same bed with strangers, but now, she has only traveled to this different world for two days and lay with a strange man. At this point, Feng Aotian smiled coldly. Now she is no longer the shadow of others, but the king of a country who rules the destiny of Feng Country. She must adapt to such a life.

Thinking about this, I no longer struggle with it, as the person next to me is air, closed my eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Mu Hanyao waited to feel even breathing coming from his side, and suddenly opened his eyes, her dark pupils stared at Feng Aotian's side face coldly, her red lips were slightly curled, her brows and eyes were slightly curved, not like Su Ri Na She was bloodthirsty and brutal, and the faint candlelight passed through the gauze tent, hitting her cold and handsome face, but it was a bit softer, and the whole body exuded a faint halo.

He was stunned for a moment, thoughts full of thoughts, that cold and silky fingers had already covered his deep and dim eyes, and a lazy voice sounded, "Why don't you sleep? Do you want this king to be right? What are you doing?"

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