This Lord is Too Cruel: 056 Should I leave?

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Male color: "Lord" is too cruel, should 056 leave?

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and stared at the eyes that Feng Aotian was looking at him. There was a gentleness in those eyes that made him unable to figure out, but at this moment, it ran into his heart without warning. Shu Chi Wuyan

His footsteps were unwilling and he walked forward slowly until he walked in front of her and asked in a very low voice, "Master, your body?"

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "It's okay, it's just a loss of blood."

After Mu Hanjin listened, her hanging heart relaxed slightly. The slightly clenched hands were suddenly held by Feng Aotian with cold hands. He looked down and looked at the slender white jade fingers. , Opened his curled fingers, and the moment he clasped his hands, he couldn't help shaking.

Ye Meixi stood aside, grumbled dissatisfiedly, and hurriedly stroked her shoulder, "Master, you are injured now, but you need to rest."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, staring at Ye Meixi, a touch of evil charm evoked at the corner of his mouth, "Don't rest, don't think you can escape this way."

Ye Meixi's mind trembled, hung her head quickly, and responded obediently, "Sla... understand."

"It's okay if you understand, go back and rest, my lord is a little tired." Feng Aotian said, got up, took Mu Hanjin's hand and left Qinghui Pavilion.

Ye Meixi stared at Feng Aotian’s leaving back, turned her eyes to look at Leng Qianye lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes drifted, and she lifted her steps, changing from the pretentiousness in front of Feng Aotian, but with beauty. With the appearance of an enchanting noble son, with one hand behind and the other in front, he left Qinghui Pavilion and walked towards Yihuan Pavilion.

Qinghui Pavilion and Yihuan Pavilion are separated by two long corridors. After a short while, he returned to the pavilion, and the **** who specializes in serving Ye Meixi, Suixi, saw that his master finally returned, and he was busy welcoming him. Go forward, "Master, you are finally back."

"Well, the palace is exhausted, so no one is allowed to disturb the palace." Ye Meixi said lazily, then went back to the room, took off the clothes on her body, and lay down wearing only a middle coat. On the bed, thinking about everything that happened, he hid it for a year and did not hesitate to commit himself to it, but he was still found by his mother. They did not succeed today. In the future, I am afraid that... It seems that he should leave. It's time.

Thinking about this, I felt a little bored, and then I remembered all the scenes Feng Aotian had to him in the past two days. He scooped up the Jinpa next to him and covered his face with a bright and enchanting smile at the corner of his mouth. , Even if he leaves, where can he go? What's more, his martial arts have been completely abolished, and there is no hiding place. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and let out a faint sigh. Under the world, where is his place?

After Feng Aotian left, Leng Qianye fell asleep deeply, but he had a spring dream all night, and all that appeared in his mind were the pictures of her feeding blood and him...

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand and did not perform any light work, but wandered back to the bedroom. Along the way, both of them were silent. Mu Hanjin didn't know what to say. At that time, the sadness in his heart was more than ten million. The vision that occurred during the early morning of today made him dazed, and when the assassination happened afterwards, it made him frightened. If it were changed to the past, he would definitely ignore it, but , Now... his heart is full of hesitation.

Feng Aotian didn’t want to say more, because now her internal strength is damaged, coupled with too much blood loss, she is indeed a little physically exhausted, but if she falls down, then how many pairs of eyes are staring in this palace She, waiting for the moment she fell, how could she show weakness, let the countless black hands behind the push succeed.

When he walked to the bedroom, Gong Gong Feng was already waiting at the door of the bedroom. How could he rest assured? Where did the man in black come from? Moreover, his purpose is Mu Hanjin, not the master. What is the conspiracy in this, which makes him puzzled. Besides, the master is now upright, so that he can't take advantage of the vacancy to enter.

Feng Aotian saw Father Feng welcoming her anxiously from a distance, and her heart warmed. In this place where people are sinister and want to die at any time, only Father Feng is loyal to her.

"Master, are you okay?" Father Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a sharp throat. He looked sideways and glanced at Mu Hanjin. There was a trace of coldness in his shrewd eyes. No one would ever want to hurt the prince.

Mu Hanjin, of course, saw the hostility of Father Feng. Thinking of the situation of the talents, he was also puzzled. Why did the ghost just kill him at this moment?

Feng Aotian reluctantly pulled out a faint smile and said softly, "This king is fine, just rest for a while."

"As long as the prince is fine, the slave will be relieved." Seeing Feng Aotian's face as usual, Feng Gonggong was relieved.

Feng Aotian stopped talking, and took Mu Hanjin into the bedroom, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Is this memorial available for review?"

"I haven't reviewed it." Only then did Mu Hanjin think of her responsibilities, and quickly responded.

"Well, let's do something." Feng Aotian replied lightly, then let go of his hand and went back to the inner hall.

Mu Hanjin responded softly, "Yes."

I raised my eyes and watched her figure who had not entered the inner hall, pondered for a moment, turned around, and went into the study, staring at the memorial on the table for a long time, dampening my doubts, sitting cross-legged, reading intently Memorial.

Feng Aotian walked to the inner hall, followed the wall, knocked regularly, and saw that the wall next to her was slowly moving, she went into the secret room, this is a place dedicated to her daily exercises , What was placed inside was a thousand-year-old ice bed, she slowly sat on the ice bed, holding her breath, and began to exercise her strength to heal her injuries.

In the imperial palace, Feng Yinqi sat on the book table with no other thoughts, just sat blankly, his immature face full of sorrow.

The chief **** Defu stood sharp-eyed and did not dare to speak. Since yesterday, the emperor returned from the regent's mansion, he has become disheartened. If this continues, how can he do it?

In the Queen Mother's bedroom, Xing Zhiyan fiddled with the strings, and a man in black kneeled beside him, whispering, "The Queen Mother, the assassination failed last night, and everyone involved has been dealt with."

"Well, did it slip through the net?" Xing Zhi's smoke was graceful and luxurious, but there was a trace of her daughter's charm, and there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

"The Queen Mother, don't worry, the Official Book Mansion is now submerged in a sea of ​​fire." The man in black continued.

"Very well, send someone to keep an eye on Lan Jing's book, and leave the affairs of Lianghuai to Peony." Xing Zhiyan flicked his hand, seemingly casual, but his eyes were ruthless.

"The Queen Mother, Shicai Regent Palace encountered an assassin. According to the spies, General Leng was seriously injured."

"Boom!" With a sound, the strings were broken, Xing Zhiyan ignored the blood dripping from her fingertips, raised her eyes, and stared coldly at the man in black.

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