This Lord is Too Cruel: 067 She sees him through (first order)

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 067 she sees him through (first order)

Mu Hanjin stopped crying, raised her eyes, and saw a delicate and pretty woman walking slowly, with a pair of apricot eyes, tears in the corners of her eyes, weak Liu Fufeng, stepped forward to support Mrs. Mu, smiling and groaning Look at him. Shu Chi Wuyan

Mu Hanjin's face was puzzled, as if she couldn't remember who the woman in front of her was, she was about to ask, when she saw Mrs. Mu smile at the corner of her eyes, she lifted him up, showing kindness, "This is your third aunt The eldest daughter of the family, Xia Diewu, and your cousin Diewu, you met when you were a child, but later, your three aunts moved to the southwest of the land, and they seldom contacted each other. Since the accident between you and your elder brother, you have suffered Die Wu is by my side, otherwise, I won't be able to survive today."

Mu Hanjin looked at the woman in front of him, smiling, with a graceful manner, showing a sort of clear and refined, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, she was also a charming and amiable woman. He restrained his emotions and recovered as elegant as before. Nodding slightly, "Cousin Diwu."

"Die Wu met my second cousin." Xia Diewu lightly blessed her body, raised her eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin. It seemed very peaceful and the most common meeting, but she was already excited in her heart. From a thousand layers of waves.

The person in front of me has the appearance of a jade, a scorching temperament, and an elegant temperament. He is really a rare man in the world, and even the one she has made up her mind to marry since she was a child. Maybe, he doesn’t remember herself. Who is it, but he was deeply engraved in his mind ten years ago. Therefore, knowing that he was imprisoned and the regent palace, while hating the cruel regent, he loved him. , Ignoring the opposition of her parents, came all the way to the capital, waiting for him. This time, it took two years. Now that she finally sees him again, who knows the excitement in her heart.

She doesn't care how he spent the past two years in the Regent Palace, let alone how others evaluate him, she only knows that Xia Diewu has identified him in this life, and she has no hesitation.

"Jin'er, how did you come back?" Mrs. Mu asked as she looked behind her, no one followed.

"It's the prince who will come back to visit his mother. In the future, he will come back twice a month." Mu Hanjin couldn't help but feel warm when he thought of this. He has never been grateful for Feng Aotian, alone. Second, seeing his mother, whom he hadn't seen for two years, his almost dark heart had so much brightness.

"The regent?" Mrs. Mu couldn't believe it. She looked at him and saw that his face was much more haggard than two years ago, and he was much thinner, and she was even more distressed, holding his hand tightly." Jin'er, you have suffered in the past two years."

"As long as the mother is well, the child will be good." When Mu Hanjin sees Mrs. Mu now, she suddenly feels that the suffering of these two years is nothing.

"Okay, okay, as long as you and your elder brother are safe, mother can feel at ease." Mrs. Mu took Mu Hanjin's hand and walked into the house.

Mu Hanjin carefully supported Mrs. Mu, "Mother, do you know about the eldest brother?"

"Well, he sent someone to send a letter from the family, I already know it." Mrs. Mu nodded with a smile, looked at Mu Hanjin, and remembered the behavior of the regent Su Ri, still distressed.

Mu Hanjin can of course see Mrs. Mu’s thoughts, and whispered, “Mother, the prince hasn’t done anything to the child, so please don’t worry about it. Now the child is in the court, and the inspectorate Du Yushi."

"It's so good." After listening to Mu Hanjin's words, Mrs. Mu nodded and asked tentatively again, "When will the Regent release you back to the house?"

Mu Hanjin was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Now that the child has just taken office, and the regent is the place where people are employed, I am afraid that he will not return to the palace in the short term."

"But, you are now past the wedding year. Is it true that the regent wants to keep you?" Mrs. Mu turned her eyes, glanced at Xia Diewu, and said worriedly.

"My child still doesn't want to talk about marriage." Mu Hanjin is just comforting the old lady. In this life, I am afraid that he will not be able to marry a wife, let alone leave the prison of the Regent Palace.

"Hey, this regent is really a monster. He robbed one of my old lady's children, and now I don’t even let the other one go. Don’t think, my old lady doesn’t know why your eldest brother is fine now. Regent." Mrs. Mu said with gritted teeth, knocking on the cane in her hand.

Mu Hanjin supported Mrs. Mu, "Mother, I can only accompany you for an hour, and I will return to the house later."

"Why? Just come back and leave? I can't stay for one night?" Mrs. Mu quickly suppressed her anger, and looked at Mu Hanjin with a bitter face.

"Being busy with official business and unable to get away, it is not easy for the prince to allow his children to come back to visit his mother." Mu Hanjin said lightly, thinking of getting along with his mother for a short period of time, and she felt reluctant.

"Second cousin, don't worry, Die Wu will take care of my aunt." Xia Diewu said softly, holding the other side of Mrs. Mu.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Xia Diewu. Naturally, she understood her intentions. However, he has no intention of talking about this now, not to mention that this is absolutely impossible, so it is out of courtesy , Just replied politely, "I have a cousin Lao Diewu."

"Second cousin does not need to be polite. Taking care of aunt is what Diewu should do." Xia Diewu replied with a smile.

Mrs. Mu looked at Xia Diewu with a smile. She liked it tightly. Now, when she looks at her own child, she feels that the two are a good match, so she smiles comfortingly.

Mu Hanjin helped Mrs. Mu to enter the hall. She didn't dare to delay for a moment. She started to gossiping and chatted about childhood fun. She occasionally mentioned Mu Hanyao or his situation in the Regent Palace. It is a mixed blessing, so time passes by in a hurry.

The meeting time became shorter and shorter, the mud feet became more precious, and the heart became more reluctant. Outside the house came the report of the guards who followed Mu Hanjin. Mu Hanjin got up and said goodbye to Mrs. Mu with tears.

Mrs. Mu burst into tears again, she personally drove him into the carriage, watched him leave, and was deeply moved.

Xia Diewu stared at Mu Hanjin's leaving figure, her thoughts in her heart became firmer and firmer. No matter how long she would wait for him to return, she would have no complaints and no regrets even if she had no destiny.

"Auntie, the wind is strong outside, beware of the cold, Wudie will help you to go back to your house and rest. Didn’t the regent allow him to return to the house twice a month? Or, do you think about the next time your second cousin comes back? Does he make something he likes to eat?" Xia Diewu suggested while consoling.

"It's still Diewu caring, seeing my old lady is really happy and confused." Mrs. Mu quickly stopped crying and sorrow, took another look at the carriage that had disappeared, turned around, and staggered back to Mu's house. .

"I don't know when Yaoer will be back. I haven't seen him for six years." Mrs. Mu said quietly as she walked. There was a hint of helplessness and melancholy in that voice, as well as deep Deeply attached to and missed.

Mu Hanjin sat in the carriage, still a little excited, but missed more. Just after leaving, he began to miss endlessly. He stretched out his hand and stroked his heart. It turned out that his heart would still be beating.

He suddenly thought of Feng Aotian and the scene he saw in the palace yesterday. Master's words lingered in his ears and could not disperse for a long time, "Golden light, Wang Zun is present, the world is chaotic."

Is his mission really to assist her in her success? Is her existence really for the chaos of the world? What is he hesitating? Wasn't his born mission for this?

Mu Hanjin has never been entangled like he is now, even when he was forcibly taken into the Prince Regent’s Mansion and forced to bear love under him, he was so calm and unyielding, but, What about now? Why is it her?

In the Prince Regent’s Mansion, a thin layer of sweat is already sown on Feng Aotian’s forehead, and when she sees Ye Meixi’s complexion recover a little blood, then she clasps her hands, pulls up the quilt, and covers his body, "Keep it well ."

After that, she turned around and left Yihuan Pavilion. Ye Meixi, who was lying on the bed, had a faint smile on her mouth after she left.

"He has to sleep for three more days, and be careful." Feng Aotian opened the door and walked out of the room, speaking in a deep voice to the minions waiting outside.

"Yes, the minion will do his best to take care of Concubine Ye." Suixi knelt on the ground and replied respectfully.

Feng Aotian walked out of Yihuan Pavilion, but did not return to the bedroom, but went to Qinghui Pavilion.

Since seeing the regent leave, he immediately collapsed on the ground like a collapse, let out a deep breath, got up quickly, pushed the door and entered, and saw Ye Meixi lying quietly on the bed, and then he was relieved and quietly Close the door and wait outside.

Feng Aotian was a bit tired because he had consumed too much internal energy just now. Therefore, his footsteps were heavier than before, and he was also lazy. He only arrived at Qinghui Pavilion after a half-zhuxiang hour.

Leng Qianye has been sleeping since he was injured yesterday. He just woke up faintly and is serving him to wash and change clothes.

From a distance, I heard the voice of the minion kneeling on the ground, "The minion please greet the lord!"

Leng Qianye happened to be wearing a long gown and was about to sit down. His face was still a little pale. Obviously, the palm he suffered yesterday was heavy. Now, the internal strength he recovered a little bit has disappeared. Could it be that Feng Aotian cut his wrist The blood saved him, I am afraid that now he has returned to the west.

Last night, he slept very heavily, but his brows were frowning. Because of that, he had a nightmare all night. The dreams were all pictures of Feng Aotian feeding him with blood, and the inexplicable body The reaction made him feel ashamed, wishing it never happened.

Feng Aotian stepped into the house and saw Leng Qianye sitting on the soft couch from a distance. She stepped forward and happily hurriedly saluted, "The servant pleases the lord!"

"When did you wake up?" Feng Aotian knew that Leng Qianye would not speak to her, so he asked the joy to the side faintly.

"Back to the prince, General Leng hasn't been awake for half an hour." Huanxi replied truthfully.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then turned around, walked to the book table, picked up a pen, quickly wrote a series of words, and threw the paper to Huanxi, "Let the kitchen take the medicine according to this, and you will fry it yourself. , Bring it to the boil, drink it every three hours, and drink it while it is hot to be effective."

"Yes, the minion will do it." Huanxi took his orders, and then retired.

Leng Qianye always sat on the soft couch without saying a word, with indifferent eyes, and never looked at her from beginning to end.

Feng Aotian didn’t care either, then stepped forward, sat next to him, stretched out his hand, trying to get his pulse, when her fingertips touched his wrist, he felt a little unnatural, and quickly asked He pulled his hand, but inadvertently saw that the knife mark on the wrist had been scabs, and he did not move.

In less than a moment, Feng Aotian stopped and looked at him, "The vitality is severely injured, and he needs to be calm and replenish."

Leng Qianye still didn't answer, as if Feng Aotian was talking to himself.

Feng Aotian thought about the palace, Feng Yinqi is still asleep now, in the Yihuan Pavilion, Ye Meixi is also recovering from injuries, and the beautiful men in the other pavilions are just vases, so I didn’t intend to go. Now, Qinghui Pavilion is quieter. Her internal strength was too much, and some of her physical strength was exhausted. Then she leaned on the soft couch, supported her forehead with one hand, and closed her eyes to rest.

Leng Qianye saw that the people next to him stopped talking. He didn't care. He thought she was waiting for her own reply. After half a cup of tea, there was no sound. He looked sideways and saw She has closed her eyes and went to sleep.

His mind can't help but think of yesterday, her face close at hand, skin thin like a cicada's wings, handsome face, delicate red lips, Liu Dai's eyebrows, and the coldness between her eyebrows, which is thousands of miles away. Indifferent, but how did he see a touch of the calmness of a woman? Could it be his illusion?

It's just that her breath is a bit weak, she seems to have consumed too much internal strength, and she seems very weak. Could it be that she lost too much blood because of saving him yesterday?

He stared at her, looked at her for a while, and suddenly felt like why he cared about her. He remembered the humiliation and lashes she had to him in the dungeon, and now Feng Guo, because of her, the people are displaced, the country is in danger, his eyes The slightest concern in his eyes for her was completely stifled. How could such an innocent monarch deserve his care?

He turned his head, stopped looking at her, got up, walked out of the inner hall, and walked to the hall. It was only a few short steps, and he felt that his footsteps were vain. According to this, he would have to support some time, but , I feel disgusted when I think of staying in the Prince Regent’s Mansion. Fortunately, this is the courtyard where Han Jin lived, otherwise, he would rather stay in the dungeon.

He pressed his chest, slowly sat on the low couch, raised his eyes, looked at the scenery outside the house, his indifferent and dusty face, his whole body exuded the air of immortality that could not eat the fireworks, and he looked far away, Qingshan Yuan Dai, he is the only person in this world.

Mu Hanjin returned to the palace of the Regent in extreme inner struggle. When he got out of the carriage, raised his eyes, and looked at this majestic palace, he was unwilling to take a step forward and stood there for a long time. At the place, staring in a daze.

"Princess Mu, it's time to go in." The guard on the side reminded.

He just came back to his senses. In this place, he couldn't escape after all. He restrained the faint sadness in his heart, took a step, and walked slowly into the palace.

Sixi saw Mu Hanjin from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him, "The servant pleases concubine Mu!"

"Where is the prince?" Mu Hanjin asked gently.

"In Qinghui Pavilion." Si Xi whispered back.

Mu Hanjin stunned slightly, and then remembered Leng Qianye’s injury. It seems that the regent was going to see Big Brother Leng. He lifted up and walked forward. Si Xi followed and said kindly. "A talented person, the prince healed the concubine night, his internal strength was too much, and now he is resting in Qinghui Pavilion."

Mu Hanjin took a halt and stopped staying. He paced a little faster and walked towards Qinghui Pavilion until he stepped into the pavilion and saw Huanxi approaching with the medicine.

I raised my eyes happily, looked at my master, and quickly saluted, "Master, are you back?"

"Well, where are the prince and General Leng?" Mu Hanjin stopped and asked.

"All in the house." Huanxi replied, then carrying the medicine, followed Mu Hanjin into the house, and saw Leng Qianye palely leaning on the low couch.

Mu Hanjin hurried forward and asked worriedly, "Brother Leng, how is the injury?"

"No problem." Seeing Mu Hanjin's return, Leng Qianye rarely showed a slight smile.

"It's all right." Mu Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, it was Leng Qianye. He was afraid that he had been killed by the assassin. He looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, what happened yesterday, please Shouhanjin a gift."

After he said, he took a step back and bowed respectfully.

Leng Qianye knew Mu Hanjin's temper, so he took it unceremoniously, and looked at his official robe, "Just came back?"

"Yes, I just went back to visit my mother." Mu Hanjin immediately sat beside Leng Qianye, thinking of Mrs. Mu, there was more soft light in her eyes.

"How good is the old lady?" Leng Qianye thought of the time in the dungeon and never spoke. He sometimes thought he was a mute, could not speak, never thought, but now, he can sit here. Chat with Mu Hanjin about home-style.

Mu Hanjin once thought that he would have spent his entire life in the Prince Regent's Mansion in this way. Unexpectedly, one day he could talk to Leng Qianye like this.

He smiled lightly, "Well, it's still Anfu."

Leng Qianye thought of her mother and sister at home, her eyes dimmed, and she wondered how well they are now?

Mu Hanjin saw Leng Qianye's thoughts, so she persuaded him, "Brother Leng, now you have to take care of yourself. Hearing from my mother, Mrs. Leng and Peihan are both very good."

"That way, I can rest assured." Leng Qianye heard this, and also resolved the worries in his heart, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "How about your brother?"

"Well, I wrote a letter to my brother the day before, and I will probably receive it today." Mu Hanjin said, remembering the content of Feng Aotian's letter, an unnatural flow in her eyes.

Huanxi stood on one side, seeing that the decoction in the plate could not wait any longer, and quickly said to the side, "General Leng, the king said that the decoction should be drunk while it is hot."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye raised his eyes, looked at Huanxi, then looked at the black soup medicine in front of him, stretched out his hand and took it, drank it, and the bitterness flowed into his throat, which was very disgusting.

Mu Hanjin got up, walked slowly into the inner hall, and saw Feng Aotian resting on the soft couch. His footsteps were extremely light, and he walked slowly to her side, seeing her tired, thinking about this For two days, she was really tired. Then she took off the cloak on the side and draped it carefully on her body. She was about to turn around and leave, but her fingers touched a cold touch, and her body fell backward and fell firmly on her breast. in.

She still closed her eyes, took him into her arms, bowed her head, leaned on his shoulder, "Don't go anywhere."

Mu Hanjin didn't dare to move, so she could only let her do it, but when she thought of Leng Qianye sitting in the hall, she felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't dare to be disturbed when she looked tired and tired. , Had to bite the bullet, sitting in her arms, but sitting on pins and needles.

After Leng Qianye rested for a while, he got up and walked towards the inner hall. He saw Mu Hanjin leaning in her arms obediently. He quickly turned his head, then walked outside the house, raised his eyes and called deeply. Breathe.

Mu Hanjin watched Leng Qianye suddenly turn around, her eyes dimmed, and she returned to her former indifference. This is the end of the matter, so why bother? In the future, there will always be opportunities to meet, but now it’s good to run into each other. .

He turned his face, lowered his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian’s sleeping face. Perhaps too much has happened in the past few days, and his nerves are also tense. Therefore, now, he also feels a little tired. Leaning in her arms, he slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Aotian in his sleep, floating alone in the turbulent sea, following the wind and the waves, not knowing where to go? Suddenly, she saw a lonely boat. She desperately wanted to get close to him. She didn't feel that she was wandering alone until she climbed onto the lone boat and leaned tightly.

Leng Qianye sat under the bamboo forest outside the house for a long time. There was a book on the bamboo bench beside him. He picked it up at will. It turned out to be a long-lost art of war, and his cold eyes flashed through. A touch of brilliance, and then quietly leafing through it.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, two hours had passed. In the palace, Feng Yinqi had already got up, but waited for Feng Aotian not to return. He couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He raised his eyes and looked at this huge palace, suddenly Thinking of the three years when he was alone in the empty imperial palace, he didn't want, didn't want to be alone, he ran out of the palace abruptly.

Duke Feng hurried forward, "The emperor, where are you going?"

"Where's Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi quickly calmed down and asked in a low voice.

"The emperor is now in Qinghui Pavilion." Feng Gonggong said loudly, "I guess he will return in less than half an hour."

"Yeah." Feng Yinqi nodded, then turned back to the bedroom, but entered the study, watching the pile of memorials on the table, he went on the soft couch, sat cross-legged, and began to read the memorials.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes, and what caught Mu Hanjin's peaceful sleeping face, she smiled at the corner of her mouth, remembering the dream Shi Cai had, stretched out her hand, stroked his jade face, bowed her head, and kissed him His lips gently sucked in.

Mu Hanjin was awakened by the kiss, opened her blinding eyes, and ran into Feng Aotian's cold eyes. She was startled, and then felt the softness of his lips. His heart trembled, and her kisses always It made him at a loss.

Feng Aotian turned over, pressed him under her body, stretched out her hand, stroking his skin through the official robe, she just likes to look at such an elegant person, looking shy in front of her.

Mu Hanjin endured Feng Aotian's wanton provocations, and couldn't wait to find a place to sew and drill. Compared to being so close to her, it would be better to be beaten by her.

But, because of this, he couldn’t resist, he could only let her do whatever he wanted. This was where he was annoyed. Seeing the regent in front of him, as a man, he was caressed by another man. After reacting, it made him unable to help the ground color crimson, stained with a touch of red clouds, it was very bright and moving.

Feng Aotian unwrapped his official robe, and saw the bite marks printed on her shoulders, which were still clearly visible, she lifted the tip of her tongue and painted gently.

His clothes are half untied, jade-like face, coated with a layer of pink, really beautiful, he squinted his eyes slightly, his always indifferent and gentle eyes, revealing the color of mist.

"Lord..." Mu Hanjin couldn't bear such affection, and whispered, as if begging.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and responded softly, "Huh?"

"Master, the memorial has not been approved yet." Mu Hanjin couldn't find any other rhetoric that could prevent her from continuing, so she could only talk about official business.

Feng Aotian's eyebrows flashed a faint smile, and he sat up from him, "I haven't drunk the soup today?"

"Yes." Mu Hanjin immediately got up, packed up her messy clothes, and after tidying up, she bowed her head.

"Go back to the bedroom." Feng Aotian got up, took his hand, and walked outside the house, and saw Leng Qianye sitting under the bamboo forest, looking at the book of war with a focused expression.

He only wears a crescent cloud brocade gown, and his ink hair is loosely tied with a silk ribbon. Behind him, a few wisps of breeze, and the wispy robes of his clothes, like a transcendent fairy, descending to the world, elegant and refined, this is what A vivid painting called "The Immortal in Painting".

Mu Hanjin looked at such a cold Qianye, and it was difficult to connect the general who was hired on the battlefield and killed and determined. How could he do it? With such a dust-free temperament, he would sigh inferiorly when he saw it, not to mention... He looked sideways and saw Feng Aotian looking at Leng Qianye under the bamboo forest with a small smile.

His eyes are dim, he seems to be sorry, but he doesn't know who he is sighing for...

Feng Aotian, please raise your palm, the scroll in Leng Qianye's hand flew out of his hand and fell into Feng Aotian's hand. She played with the scroll in her hand, raised her eyes, and faced Leng Qianye's cold eyes , She chuckled, "Master's things are never delivered."

"This book belongs to you?" Leng Qianye was obviously a little surprised, but this was the book of war that he had searched for for five years. According to legend, those who obtained this number of books won the world. He never expected that this book was actually in her. Hands.

Feng Aotian put away the scroll, did not answer his words, took Mu Hanjin's hand and turned and left.

Leng Qianye got up suddenly. Xu had sat for too long, got up too quickly, some stature, dizzy, and then fell back.

When he fell, a clear shadow fell in front of him, stretched out his hand to wrap his waist, and lifted him up, he raised his eyes, facing Feng Aotian’s cold phoenix eyes, he slightly Taking a step back, "This book can..."

"Master said, Master's things are never delivered." Feng Aotian interrupted his words immediately, and then left.

Leng Qianye hurriedly stepped forward and blocked him. People who knew him knew that he was obsessed with military formations. It was obvious that Feng Aotian had caught his weakness. He had already seen 30% of this art of war. If you don't read it, you are really unwilling to read it. What's more, this is a rare book in the world.

He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, seemingly made up a lot of determination, and asked in a deep voice, "I don't know how the prince can borrow a book for a look?"

"Your body will be healed in one month. Master can send you this book. However, since then, you will be sent by Master, how about?" Feng Aotian had already calculated that Leng Qianye's Like it, that's why I found this wonderful book of the ages calmly, and this transaction is not a loss.

Leng Qianye glanced at Feng Aotian, but he did not hesitate to answer, and knelt on one knee, "From today on, let the prince send him, he will die."

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, this business was done very well, and he reached out and helped Leng Qianye up, "This book is not the best, if you don’t let the Lord down, the Lord will pay There is a more subtle book for you."

Leng Qianye took the book of war with both hands, stroking it like a treasure, and when he heard what Feng Aotian said, he immediately moved his mind. Looking at Feng Aotian, there was a flash of light between his eyes. , "Chen will not let the Lord down."

"Okay, you can recuperate quietly, and when you are cured, I will see you again." Feng Aotian succeeded in his tricks, thinking that no one is perfect, everyone has their weaknesses, as long as the calculation is done properly, You can get twice the result with half the effort.

Mu Hanjin watched Leng Qianye so easily be bought by Feng Aotian, obviously a little helpless, thinking about him in the dungeon, letting Feng Aotian abuse him, he didn't even frown. She still didn't change her face and didn't give in, but now she was willing to work for her for a book of war. This is too...somewhat incredible.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, took his hand in a very good mood, and left Qinghui Pavilion.

Leng Qianye was holding the book of war in his hand. After Feng Aotian left, the smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared. He raised his eyes and stared at the disappearing back. A biting cold flashed across his dark eyes, and then he sat down. On the bamboo bench, continue to read the military books.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin walked side by side in the promenade. The corner of her mouth evoked a touch of coldness. Shi Cai Leng Chiba’s reaction was too intense. It seemed ordinary, but in reality it was not simple. He really thought he was calculating Don't know? The show has just begun. She likes to be a hunter. Now that she encounters such an interesting prey, of course she has to play with him well to be more interesting.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, staring at the cold corners of her mouth, her heart suddenly felt chill, but she didn't know why she showed such an expression, and then, secretly contemplating, could it be that she was showing something wrong? What did she notice?

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Master allows you to be in a daze, but you are never allowed to be in a daze in front of him."

"Weichen knew what was wrong." Mu Hanjin hurriedly lowered his head to answer.

Feng Aotian is holding his hand tightly. She is domineering in her bones, and her own things will never be coveted by others. No matter who it is, she looks at him, "What's so special about going back to Mu Mansion today? Happened?"

"Nothing." Mu Hanjin recalled that she was going back to Mu's house today, except for the long-distance reunion with her mother.

"Mu Hanjin, listen, anyone who enters the eldest mansion, except the lord, should never want to covet and spy, not even the slightest idea, and you, people who are born as lord in this life, Death is also the ghost of the Lord. You'd better not have other thoughts, otherwise, don't blame the Lord for being so cruel. By that time, everything will be irreversible." Feng Aotian turned around and stared at Mu Hanjin coldly, with a deep voice Warned.

Mu Hanjin trembled and knelt down quickly, "Weichen dare not."

"Master knows that you are a clear-minded person. There are certain things that you can turn a deaf ear to, but..." She leaned over, raised his chin, and stared at him, "What cousin, cousin, you better not let them right What thoughts do you give birth to, otherwise, Lord won’t mind breaking your wings and preventing you from flying out of the Regent Palace forever."

"Weichen never dared to have half thoughts." Mu Hanjin is completely heartbroken now, how can he naively think that she has really changed? It is known that Jiangshan is easy to change, and her nature is hard to change. The cruelty in her bones can never be concealed.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, helped him up, and squeezed his hand. "The day you are waiting for your confession, it’s best not to wait until you lose patience. There is only one chance. You’d better think clearly so that you don’t get What cruel things did the Lord do, you will say it in vain."

"Weichen..." Mu Hanjin shuddered, and she drew away from the panic in her heart. She couldn't help but smile. It turned out that she had already known and had seen herself through.

"Let's go, there are still a lot of affairs waiting to be dealt with in the study." Feng Aotian led him and walked towards the bedroom.

This road is only half a tea journey, but he feels that it has been a hundred years. The hiding of these years is just a joke. His forbearance, his suffering, his helplessness, His heart is dead, in her eyes, but you.

Of course, Feng Aotian knows that Mu Hanjin is so heavy-hearted. She is forcing him so that he can face herself, instead of just accepting it. He is no longer the puppet trained by her, but the spirited spirit back then. , Unbelievable, Mu Hanjin, a talented and proud wizard, what she wants is his frankness and loyalty.

The two remained silent until they reached the bedroom, and Father Feng hurriedly greeted him, "Master, you have been tired for a day, and the old slave has specially prepared a nourishing meal. Do you want to eat?"

"Well, set the meal." Feng Aotian looked at Father Feng and smiled affectionately.

Feng Gonggong hurriedly ordered people to prepare a meal, and he followed Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin into the bedroom.

Looking to the side, there was no figure of Feng Yinqi in the inner hall. She stepped up and walked to the study room, and saw him sitting on the soft couch, reading the memorial intensively. The small figure was compared to the one in front of her. The book case is just showing a head, and now, with the piles of books, only those eyes can be seen.

Feng Aotian’s feelings for Feng Yinqi came from the affection of this body’s predecessor for him. She leaned against the door and looked at him, "How many have you finished watching?"

"Uncle Wang?" Feng Yinqi listened to the voice, and quickly put down the memorial, stood up from the soft couch, and looked at Feng Aotian with joy.

She is in control of all things. She can take a cruel blow to anyone, but she has pity on him alone, because every time she sees him, her chest always has With the slightest pain, the dead Feng Aotian was telling her not to attack Feng Yinqi.

Feng Yinqi hurriedly jumped off the soft couch, then plunged into her arms, "Uncle Wang, where are you? Why are you back now?"

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked Feng Yinqi's hair, "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." Feng Yinqi nodded, tugging her sleeves, "Nephew smelled the scent of rice."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then led him to leave the study and walked forward.

Mu Hanjin seems to have returned to her previous appearance, standing respectfully and indifferently, waiting for Feng Aotian's arrival.

Feng Aotian looked at him, but felt that this guy was so clever and confused for a while, why didn't he understand what she meant? Or does he not want to understand at all? So he ignored him and looked at Feng Yinqi, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever Uncle Wang likes to eat, what my nephew likes to eat." Feng Yinqi looked at her with a bright smile.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Fangling with your master?"

"Weichen dare not." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes slightly, replied respectfully, and then sat down.

Feng Aotian then handed the soup specially prepared for him to him, "Three times a day, must be on time."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded, then picked up the soup and drank it in one sip. This time, like last time, he drank too eagerly and coughed sharply.

Feng Aotian shook his head, looked at him helplessly, stretched out his hand and patted his back, "You are in a daze, and you can't get rid of the soup."

"Weichen knew what was wrong." Mu Hanjin quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Feng Aotian felt that his hard work in the past few days was in vain. How could he have gone back to the past, but he was more docile than before, making her eyes dim and not paying attention to him.

Feng Yinqi watched Feng Aotian left him in the cold, then stared at her displeasedly. Seeing that she turned her eyes to look at herself, he quickly complained, "Uncle Wang, my nephew wants to eat this."

Feng Aotian held the jade chopsticks, picked up the dishes Feng Yinqi was referring to, and placed them in the dish in front of him, "eat more."

"Yes." Feng Yinqi responded with a smile, and immediately began to eat.

Mu Hanjin kept thinking about Feng Aotian’s words, and his heart was filled with fear. He had never felt scared like he is today, because he thought he was hiding well, so he kept it for himself. There was a way of retreat, but now, she told him that what he tried to hide in these years, but there was nowhere in front of her, it was like his dream was broken in an instant. He didn't know how he would go on in the future, he didn't know how to go. He seemed very tired and helpless because of why he should survive.

The soup that he drank made him feel nauseous, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a big stone, which made him unable to breathe. He bowed his head and tried his best to keep him from shaking, but he couldn't help feeling it. From the bottom of his feet to the coldness of his heart, he was shocked suddenly, and he felt choked in his chest, "Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, quickly stretched out his hand, and grasped his pulse condition. This is a symptom of depression. I am afraid that some things have been suppressed for many years, and depression has become an illness. Now, when she says it through, she will be angry. Heart attack, vomiting blood.

Feng Aotian quickly got up, took his slender waist, tapped his toes, and flew to the inner hall, put him on the bed, walked to the side quickly, and took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the box. Take out the pill inside and feed it into his mouth.

His eyes were dull, Liushen Wuzhu, motionless like a walking dead, Feng Aotian sighed helplessly, and forced him to swallow the pill with internal force.

She picked him up and held him tightly in her arms, only to feel that he was full of cold, and Feng Aotian felt that he was on the verge of death, knowing how heavy his inner burden was. , This big rock is about to crush him.

She looked at Feng Yinqi, who was slowly walking inside, "Qi'er, have a meal by yourself, please pay attention to you and watch it first."

"Yes, Uncle Wang." Feng Yinqi wanted to say something, but seeing Mu Hanjin like this, it was inconvenient to say more, but he just responded with an obedient feeling.

Feng Aotian hugged him, flew away from the palace, went straight to the warm pavilion, closed her clothes, and entered the hot spring pool while hugging him. She still hugged him tightly, "He didn't do anything in the past two days. Killing, it’s a good thing, it’s just to save people."

Mu Hanjin seemed to hear her words, raised her eyes slightly, and stared at her. Her elegant and elegant face was very pale and almost transparent. She hugged him tighter, "I remember seeing you for the first time At that time, it can only be described as'the master of Mo is like a jade, the son of the world is unparalleled'. The disdain of the master in the eyes, in the presence of the ministers, does not give the master a face, straightforward, domineering appearance, but also Remember?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes slightly again, staring at her without saying a word, seeming to be thinking back.

Feng Aotian continued to hold him, sat in the hot spring pool, and stopped talking. Now, she felt that any words were so pale and weak. He had the will to die, but there was no hope of living. Could it be that, Really, no one gave him the courage to live?

Night fell, in the hot spring pool, densely covered, Mu Hanjin woke up quietly, raised his eyes, and stared at Feng Aotian's eyes. His eyes flickered, and he withdrew from her arms, and then knelt down on her. In front of him, "Weichen **** it."

Feng Ao Tian Jie got up in the hot spring pool, stepped out of the pool, used internal force to dry the clothes on her body, turned around, and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was still kneeling in the pool, the clothes clinging to his thin body, it looked like It was so weak, but there was a mighty and unyielding determination in his bones. She thought, he had come to life.

"Not coming up yet." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin then slowly got up, walked extremely calmly step by step, then walked in front of her and knelt in front of her, "Please let the prince give the minister half a month's time, the minister should take care of everything. Tell it to the prince and his heart."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded, and then stretched out his hand to help him up.

Mu Hanjin staggered slightly, got up and stood by her side respectfully, "Master, you let the Weichen go back to where he was."

"So what?" Feng Aotian still stepped forward, holding his hand, "Even if you go back to the past, you are the Lord's person, can't you, Lord?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, there was a little less gentleness in her eyes, a little more clarity, and still that elegant and dusty temperament, but, a little more arrogant, he let Feng Aotian lead him Holding his hand, "Yes, but can Weichen refuse?"

"No." Feng Aotian rebuffed immediately, "He gave up the way back in the past, but he wanted you to show your hole cards, but if you say what you say to him, you do what he asks you to do. What."

Mu Hanjin then looked down, "If this is the case, why should the Weichen go back to the past?"

Feng Aotian squinted his eyes and stared at him, "Then there is no need to go back."

She Feng Aotian has never been threatened, and she has never let her people say a "no" to her. Even though the secret hidden behind him can help her, but she wants to let him Remember, he is her person.

She stretched out her hand, took him into her arms, and tore the clothes on his body to pieces, and he stood in front of her like this*.

Mu Hanjin has a new level of understanding of Feng Aotian, that is, this person is too domineering from beginning to end, she domineeringly asks him to remove all disguise and return to his former appearance, but , And even domineeringly wants him to obey her, then, who is the contradiction? Who is the compromise?

Feng Aotian embraced Mu Hanjin in his arms, stretched out his hand, put the robe on his body on his body, took him, tapped his toes, and flew into the palace.

Mu Hanjin leaned quietly in her arms, Shicai, when he was in a coma, when he was unconscious, her words echoed in his ears. He didn't understand why a person could do this so much more viciously than Everyone is cruel, gentle, but more tender than anyone else, but evil, but more insignificant than anyone, she can see everything, and control all the situation calmly, but, why, these two Over the years, she has lived so painfully?

He suddenly felt that in the past two years, whenever he saw her, she always showed pain on her face. It was a depressive pain, a pain that no one could understand. Her mind looked like an outsider. Obviously easy to understand, but who can really understand her sincerity? She is like a mystery, unpredictable, no one can see through, but, alone, she pretends that everyone can see her through, she did this, why on earth? Is it true that she has great ambitions?

He lifted his eyes slightly, looked at her, looked at her, the black mist filled her, she was covered with a layer of mist, which made him unable to see through, and in a flash, she took him into the palace and put him in the inner hall , "Change your clothes and come to the study."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin bowed her head and replied. At this moment, he knew that he would never retreat, only to follow in her footsteps, because he had no choice.

Feng Aotian said, in a flash, she went to the study, Mu Hanjin saw her leave, turned, stepped into the screen, took off his robe, put on new clothes, walked out of the inner hall, and walked slowly to the study Walk inside.

Feng Aotian entered the study and saw Feng Yinqi was still reading the memorial seriously. She stepped forward and sat next to him, "Are you all finished?"

"Hmm." Feng Yinqi nodded, looked at Feng Aotian, and quickly showed a happy smile, "Uncle Wang, my nephew feels that there are many things that I can't do."

"This is where you want to learn." Feng Aotian glanced over the memorial in front of her. When Mu Hanjin entered, she said coldly, "You can think about the position of the official secretary. Candidate?"

"Today's staff officer, Yan Pei." Mu Hanjin stepped forward, saluted slightly, then sat on the soft couch and looked at Feng Aotian, without the meekness and respectfulness of watching her during these days, and It is a touch of frivolousness and confidence.

Feng Yinqi keenly felt the difference between Mu Hanjin, and looked at him curiously, trying to find out the reason from him, but after watching for a long time, she just happened to meet Mu Hanjin’s indifferent eyes , "The emperor, what do you think of this person?"

Feng Yinqi was stunned again, only then did he remember that this servant servant was the proud disciple of Xing Yan from the right, and he was also the son-in-law of Chenglong.

"This person has an upright character and doesn't know how to be flexible. It would be inappropriate if he is a servant of the staff." Feng Yinqi is in consideration of the position. The staff is for the selection of talents, and what he needs is a mature person, and Not to mention that Yan Pei was a member of his mother's family and a relative of half the emperor's country, so he felt wrong just because of his temperament.

"What does the prince think?" Mu Hanjin asked immediately.

"Tell me the reason you used him." Feng Aotian asked instead without answering.

"The prince ordered the ministers to fully supervise the imperial examinations, and the officials were the top priority. It was only because of its importance. Therefore, in order to avoid the phenomenon of buying and selling officials, one should promote an upright person, and , There is a background that others don't dare to move easily." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, and it was obvious that he knew the cause of the death of Shangshu, the official who had just been burned by the fire.

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi, "Can you understand?"

"Well, my nephew is dull." Feng Yinqi suddenly realized, looked at Mu Hanjin, and responded modestly.

"In that case, follow your decision." Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanjin, "What are your strategies on how to fill the treasury?"

"The prince already has a countermeasure." Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes looked at Feng Aotian, and said warmly.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Are you still good?"

"Officials can spit out the corrupted silver, but it is more difficult to get these rich men to pay for it, unless it is profitable." Mu Hanjin said lightly.

"Well, yes, continue." Feng Aotian said casually while looking at the memorial.

"There is only one sentence." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, seeming to see her thoughts.

"Which sentence?" Feng Yinqi couldn't help asking curiously.

"Can it be Wang Tu in the whole world" said Mu Hanjin leisurely, then flipped through the memorials, holding a royal pen in hand, and began to review carefully.

"It's a pity, there is an emperor in this court, and a king in this merchant. The strong dragon can't suppress the snake." Feng Aotian said in a deep sense.

"Catch the thief first, capture the king." Mu Hanjin reviewed the memorial in his hand and handed it to Feng Aotian

Feng Aotian took the memorial and wrote a quasi-character directly on the memorial, and threw it aside, "How to capture?"

"My lord, this matter may be a little difficult to handle." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Because of the unusual origin of the local snake, the unusual means, and the unusual temperament."

"How about seduction?" Feng Aotian smiled evilly.

"He doesn't like male sex." Mu Hanjin said lightly with dim eyes.

"Master can only use two methods, one is seduction. If seduction doesn't work, you can only implement the second method." Feng Aotian opened the memorial in Mu Hanjin's hand again, took a look, and wrote A quasi-word, toss it aside.

"What is it?" Feng Yinqi sat aside, listening to the dumb riddles of the two of them, really felt that he hated less when he used his books, so why didn't he read more books?

"Naturally, it is grabbing, this is the strong point of the Lord." Feng Aotian raised his hand, pinching Feng Yinqi's cheek, and said.

"It's even harder." Mu Hanjin handed the memorial to Feng Aotian again, "Three powerful countries, twelve small countries, all over his silver restaurant, the place of origin, Feng Guo is only a mere district Not to mention the small country. Behind him is the three strongest countries, the strongest country-Yuluo country. Don’t Feng country and Yuluo country hit the rocks with eggs?"

"Well, that's good." Feng Aotian said quietly, "Master has only two ways, either by seducing **** or grabbing it by force. Since grabbing can't be done, let's be seduced by sex. Even if he doesn't like male sex, the master will give him How about sending some beauties?"

"I heard that he loves cleanliness the most, wherever he goes, it is spotless, not even a trace of dust, but he will never use anything touched by others, whether it is for food or clothes. They are all unique in this world. What's more, he doesn't like women's touch, but he doesn't like men's appearance. What's more, the prince is famous, he might not even see you in person." Mu Hanjin said again.

"Do you mean that the master is not clean?" Feng Aotian looked at him, "I think the master has three thousand men in the harem. What kind of beautiful man does not exist, is there no one who is the same as him? How about the master has so many beautiful men? "

"Wang Ye think of other good countermeasures?" Mu Hanjin remained unmoved, continued to review the memorials, then raised his eyes and looked at him.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Feng Yinqi, his eyes turned slightly, and he sneered, "Since I don't like men or women, then I like children. Would you sacrifice Qier? "

Feng Yinqi listened, greeted Feng Aotian's wretched look, and quickly stepped back, putting his hands around his chest, "Uncle Wang, I am the king of a country."

"The prince of a country must relieve the people's worries. Now, Feng Guo has been so defeated. Since you are the emperor, you must save the people from fire and water." Feng Aotian said naturally.

"No." Feng Yinqi shook his head, and then stepped back.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian in front of her, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, "He naturally doesn't like children, Lord, you should think of other ways."

Feng Aotian slapped the table abruptly and shouted sternly, "The master of the site is the master, so what if he is backed by the Yuluo country? If the master doesn't believe in and can't cure him, isn't it just a prince?"

"Master, since you know that his true identity is the third prince of Yuluo, you know that he can't afford to provoke him." Mu Hanjin's long and narrow eyes showed an unusually flat, elegant posture as before, but, But it was shining with the long absence of Huaguang.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin carefully, and said casually, "So what, the master can cure even your hard bones, but the master won't believe him, and he can't subdue him. He snatched it. Anyway, many of the new things on the tool rack in the inner hall have not been used before, and they have been used on him one by one. When the time comes, it will be seen whether he obediently submits."

Mu Hanjin paused slightly with the hand of the pen. Although Feng Aotian said it was a joke, he was still afraid, and the thing on the torture instrument was still a shadow in his heart.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin's indifferent expression, coughed lightly, and then looked at Feng Yinqi, "Why are you hiding so far? Could this king still eat you?"

Feng Aotian cried and looked at her, "Uncle Wang, would you not send your nephew?"

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and patted Feng Yinqi's head, "If he likes it, he will send it."

"He definitely doesn't like it. My nephew is still small and he hasn't grown full, so there is nothing to see." Feng Yinqi laughed quickly, and then slowly approached Feng Aotian's side. Today, he is still abandoning him. He became the emperor who pretended to be deep, but became a child who would only exude innocence in front of Uncle Wang.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Read the memorial approved by this king."

"Yes." Feng Yinqi quickly responded, flipping through the memorial.

"Master, a letter from the border." A cold voice rang outside the palace.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and responded in a deep voice, "Bring it."

"Yes." After speaking, in a flash, I saw two secret letters steadily falling in Feng Aotian's hands.

Feng Yinqi blinked his eyes, suddenly felt magical, and felt that the figure flashed so fast that he had never seen it clearly.

Feng Aotian then opened the secret letter, and after reading it, he threw it to Mu Hanjin, "How do you say I should reply to Mu Hanyao?"

Mu Hanjin opened the secret letter. The first sealed letter was the naked body of the eldest brother painted by the regent the day before. Moreover, he really drew the shameful place on the side, and also attached two words, "Who Big?"

Immediately after he saw some handwriting covered by ink, he just wanted to write it. Before the handwriting was dry, he closed it and wrote four large characters, "The Lord is clear."

Mu Hanjin shook her finger and almost threw this secret letter out. He couldn't believe it. Is this really what the eldest brother wrote? He opened his eyes wide and confirmed that the handwriting was indeed from his elder brother. He almost collapsed immediately. Shouldn't the eldest brother destroy it directly after receiving this secret letter? The worst is to ignore it, why would you reply?

He closed the secret letter with shaking fingers, and then opened the second secret letter. It was nothing more than the schedule for the day, and more importantly, the lack of food.

After he saw this important event, he just saw the reply in those four big characters, and his shocked emotions converged. He raised his eyes just to look interested in Shangfeng Aotian. He pretended to be calm and secret. The letter was placed in front of Feng Aotian again, "Lord, I don’t know how to reply to this matter."

"What are your good strategies for the grain and grass matter?" Feng Aotian went straight to the subject. Now, the most urgent task is to solve the matter. Earlier, she had expected the lack of grain and grass, so she was thinking of countermeasures in secret. Now, Mu Han Since Yao personally reported it, she knew that this matter was an urgent matter, and she also understood the truth that the soldiers and horses had to go first.

"There is not much grain left in the treasury. If you are raising grain now, it may take two months after all the grain and grass are harvested. By then, it will not help." Mu Hanjin calmed down and looked at Feng. Aotian said in a low voice.

"The villages around the border pass have had no harvest due to natural disasters in the past two years, and there is no food to produce." Feng Aotian also learned in detail the current situation of the entire Feng country on the way back to Beijing from the border pass. Something.

"Yes, but, there is a place that is really rich, and there is surplus food." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "However, the price of food there is extremely high, I am afraid..."

"You are not talking about Yuxian, the land known as the land of fish and rice." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Don't forget, that place is also the site of the third prince."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian almost gritted her teeth, thinking, according to her current status and power, she is crying for rain, she can't get any rare treasures, but, alone now , There is a person who has more wealth than her, it can be said to be rich in the world.

Unfortunately, this person is not someone she can easily take or get rid of.

Feng Aotian doesn't like the existence of such people very much. She hates being constrained by others, but according to what she is doing now, a small country of Feng, on this large continent, is just a small place. The little ants in the eyes of those powerful nations are nothing more than worth mentioning.

"Master's things, sooner or later, I will ask for it." Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, shot a cold light, and looked at him, "Okay, after the business is finished, let's talk about this sealed letter. , You don’t know how to reply?"

"I don't know." Mu Hanjin's face was slightly startled, and she hung her head quickly, continuing to review the memorial.

Feng Yinqi came over and wanted to read the contents of the secret letter, but Feng Aotian used a memorial to pat his head on, "Whatever you look at, you can't compare it."

Feng Yinqi raised his head, ignoring the pain of being smashed on his head, and asked unconvincedly, "If you don't look, how can I know that my nephew is better?"

"Huh?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, feeling that this little guy was getting bolder and daring to talk back to her.

Seeing that Uncle Wang was upset, Feng Yinqi quickly lowered his head and said softly, "Uncle Wang, my nephew knows it was wrong."

Feng Aotian then stuffed the secret message into his arms, "You look at it, but you look at it."

Feng Yinqi's gloomy face, a cloud piled up for a moment, opened the secret letter with a smile, the smile stiffened on his face, and then collapsed, "Uncle Wang, it can't be compared."

He lowered his head and glanced at the place where he was. Hey, he is only nine years old, indeed a little young, then he raised his eyes and glanced secretly under Mu Hanjin's body.

Mu Hanjin saw Feng Yinqi secretly staring at herself, and knew what he was thinking. She hurriedly pulled at the hem of her shirt to cover her own place, raised her eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this matter. Can I stop here?"

"Look at what the master does, it's not what the master wants to see?" Feng Aotian lowered his face and stared at Mu Hanjin.

Mu Hanjin couldn't match her cold eyes, lowered her eyes slightly, and continued to be busy with the affairs at hand.

Feng Yinqi saw the place where Mu Hanjin could not be seen, so he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. He stretched out his hand and was caught by Feng Aotian, "What are you going to do to this king?" /

"Uncle Wang, my nephew can't help but be a little curious, is Uncle Wang's older? Or is the two of them older?" Feng Yinqi blinked his eyes and asked innocently.

"Cough cough!" Mu Hanjin was choked by Feng Yinqi's words. She coughed dryly, raised her eyes along the way, and then glanced at Feng Aotian's body.

Feng Aotian saw two eyes looking straight at her, she hurriedly went to bed, got up, turned her back to them, and said in a deep voice, "The size of the Lord does not matter what you are waiting for?"

"Uncle Wang, by the way, my nephew has never seen you before." Feng Yinqi said reluctantly, a pair of eyes flashing slyly.

Feng Aotian cursed secretly in his heart, this little guy, who said that he is innocent and cute, is simply a little devil, of course she knows her self clearly, it's not only small, isn't it good?

She snorted coldly, then turned around, and saw the gloat in Mu Hanjin's eyes. Her eyes darkened, she stepped forward, raised his chin, and slowly approached, until her thin lips wanted He touched his lips, "Why, do you want to try?"

Mu Hanjin trembled in her mind, and quickly raised her eyebrows, "Weichen dare not."

"Don't dare?" Feng Aotian sneered, "Lord see you are getting bolder now."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, and replied neither humble nor arrogant, "Master knows the courage of the minister."

Feng Aotian then approached, kissed his lips, bit the corner of his lips lightly, Feng Yinqi looked at the picture in front of him, at this moment the mood of joking disappeared, and what was left was just a touch of melancholy, I don’t know. Why, he always didn't want to see Uncle Wang being nice to others, and he couldn't see Uncle Wang being close to others.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if Feng Aotian once again abandoned him, lying weakly on the table, "Hey, it's dead at night, the sky is dry and things are dry, Uncle Wang, you can't control it. "

Feng Aotian continued to kiss Mu Hanjin’s lips, carefully tasting the rare sweetness with a hint of sweetness. Compared with the light taste these days, it was a bit more mellow. She knew that Mu Han Jin is slowly changing. Maybe, soon, he will completely tear up his hidden appearance and become his original self.

Mu Hanjin didn't know why, being kissed by her like this, without a trace of disgust, he could still feel a slight heartbeat when her hand covered his heart, what happened to him?

It was a lingering kiss. Feng Aotian left his lips and asked in a low voice, "Do you still want to know?"

"Weichen dare not." Mu Hanjin lowered his head, concealing his low breath.

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Don't forget what it means to be here. If you don't want to humbly ask for advice, go back to the palace."

Feng Yinqi naturally knew what Feng Aotian said was true, and quickly got up from the table, sat upright, opened the memorial in front of him obediently, and looked at it carefully.

Feng Aotianfu sat back on the soft couch, and read the memorials of Mu Hanjin's criticism quietly, and then made comments one by one. Here, the three of them were speechless, and occasionally said a few words. Chaotang matter.

At the time of the third watch, Father Feng reminded him outside, "Master, the third watch is over, you should rest."

"Well, pass the king's will, tomorrow or so, the prime minister will be on time and early, without error." Feng Aotian commented on the last memorial, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Father Feng took the order, and then ordered to go down.

Feng Aotian put away the memorial, looked at Mu Hanjin, then took out the secret letter, wrote it eloquently, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Do you want to write a family letter?"

"No." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian. Now, what he needs to do is handle his own affairs.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian then threw the secret letter out at will, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Guess how did you reply to him?"

"The prince's mind is as deep as the sea, and the generals are stupid and unable to guess one or two." Mu Hanjin collected the memorials one by one, then stayed in and saluted Feng Aotian, "Master, it's time to rest. ."

"The two of you, let's rest first, there is still something to do with the Lord." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin. She is satisfied with her temperament today. Although it is only a small change, it is Amazing, she was looking forward to it, fifteen days later, he told her the truth.

"Weichen retires." After a night of tossing, Mu Hanjin was already exhausted. It was not easy for him to survive until now. Therefore, she turned and exited the study, went to the inner hall on her own, and took off her outer robe. The middle clothes lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Feng Aotian didn't care either, knowing that he was struggling, hesitating, and hitting today. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Why don't Qi'er go to rest?"

"My nephew likes to be with Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang is not around. My nephew does not want to sleep with others." Feng Yinqi looked at Mu Hanjin, always feeling awkward, and now, only he and Uncle Wang, no one will come to bother.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Then you will wait with this king."

"Okay." Feng Yinqi couldn't ask for it, and quickly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes, and looked at her with a smile on his face.

In the palace, after vomiting blood, Xing Zhiyan fell into a coma, and now he gradually woke up. The first sentence after waking up was, "Where is the emperor?"

"The empress dowager, the emperor has not yet returned to the palace." Guo Huili stood aside, saying sadly.

Xing Zhiyan's eyes flashed coldly, "This rebellious son, in his eyes, can the Ai family's mother and queen be inferior to an uncle Wang?"

"The empress mother, calm down, and be careful of your phoenix body." Guo Hui hurriedly advised.

Xing Zhiyan's eyes are slightly cold, "It is said that the mother and son have a heart, and the Ai family has supported him for so many years, and has given him a noble status. Why does he treat Ai Jia like this? Could it be that this is the difference between closeness?"

"The empress dowager, the emperor is your first-in-law prince who was pregnant in October. I will definitely not leave you because of the regent." Guo Hui said in a low voice of relief.

Xing Zhiyan grabbed his mind. When things came to this point, the arrow was already on the line and she had to send it out. She had been preparing for so long, and she must not give up halfway.

She took a deep breath, her eyes shattered with coldness, "Are the plans arranged?"

"Don't worry about the empress dowager, this matter was handled by the prime minister personally, absolutely foolproof." Guo Hui whispered.

"Can there be movement in Lianghuai?" Xing Zhiyan asked again.

"Now that Lan Jingshu has only left for two days, he has already let out the news about his trip to Lianghuai. If I want to come to Lianghuai this time, it will not be safe. To reach Lianghuai, the fastest is needed. Ten days." Guo Hui replied immediately.

"Well, the eyeliner arranged by the Prince Regent's Mansion, let them not act rashly." Xing Zhiyan remembered what happened last night, and a trace of fear rose in his heart. Feng Aotian was really powerful.

"Yes." Guo Huiying said, "However, due to several major events undertaken by the Regent in the past two days, the officials who had turned their backs are now a little hesitant."

"Don't be afraid, now, the situation is uncertain, it's not clear, wait a minute." Xing Zhiyan sips tea lightly, can't help but think of Feng Yinqi, and feel heartache. She has planned for so many years and put all her hard work into it. In his body, in the end, he betrayed her because of Feng Aotian.

"The minion will do it then." Guo Hui responded, and then retired.

What did Xing Zhiyan think of, and then said, "After tomorrow morning, you will ask the emperor to come over."

"Yes." Guo Hui nodded and walked out.

Xing Zhiyan lay down on her own, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.

Feng Aotian looked at Shi Chen, then raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and heard the cold voice of the soul, "Master, it has been done, this is the account."

"Okay." Feng Aotian replied. Then, there was a ledger in her hand. She opened the ledger and looked at them one by one. A wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It's really not a small income. , With this silver, you can solve the current difficulties."

"Master, this is the origin of Ye Meixi." Po immediately responded.

Feng Aotian’s eyes flickered, and then there was an extra letter in her hand. She did not open it, but put it in her arms, and then stretched out her hand to hug Feng Yinqi into her arms, "Sleep with this king ."

"Uncle Wang, how could my nephew smell the conspiracy from you?" Feng Yinqi leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and looked at her with a smile.

Feng Aotian didn't comment, and then the two of them went to the inner hall. Mu Hanjin slept very deeply, and Feng Aotian hugged Feng Yinqi on the bed and went to sleep.

The next day before dawn, the three of them got up early. Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, only then did she remember that her official robes had been torn to pieces by her because of what happened last night, and now it has turned into gray. He couldn't help but secretly. After cursing a few words, when will the regent change his tearing clothes, such a rude act? If it's other clothes, that's all, it's official gowns. Now, where is the exact same thing?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at his brows indifferently, and smiled lightly, "Don't wear official gowns yet?"

"Master, that official robe was already taken by you yesterday..." Mu Hanjin kindly reminded.

Feng Aotian squinted his phoenix eyes, and saw that Father Feng had come in with his new official robe, "Master, this is the official robe brocade that the old slave ordered to rush to the Secretary of Fabrication. Official gowns made."

"Well, just let it go." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

Mu Hanjin turned around, looked at the official gown in front of him, and then picked it up. It was really exactly the same. Although it was made overnight, there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. The dress was very comfortable, and it was very similar to his. Body shape is more suitable.

Feng Aotian stepped forward and put on the official hat for him, "Go."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin looked down and followed her. Feng Yinqi took the lead out of the bedroom and sat in the middle of the dragon, while Mu Hanjin followed Feng Aotian and sat on top of the emperor.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and took Mu Hanjin around, and the two lay in the emperor's court, "Take advantage of the time, and rest."

Mu Hanjin looked sideways and looked at her. Seeing that she had already closed her eyes for a nap, he suddenly felt sleepy and went to sleep with An Ran. He did not wake up until he reached the palace an hour later.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and played with the long hair on his chest. When he woke up, his eyes met, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "When did you learn to be so unsuspecting in front of the Lord? Fell asleep?"

Mu Hanjin was silent, yeah, when would he be able to fall asleep like this by looking at her sleeping face? Probably the first day when she returned to Beijing, when she would bring herself back to the bedroom, her body had faded away from the cruel aura of the past, and she gave birth to a kind of calmness, which can make people approach slightly, and feel at ease. This kind of her always made him hesitate and at a loss. It was not until last night that she pulled him out of his dream with her sharp and ruthless words. Even in the past two years, how he hides, after all, he cannot escape her control. , In that case, why should he do any more concealment, he couldn't help but sigh, this is the will of God, it is hard to violate the fate.

"In a daze again?" Feng Aotian lowered his face. How could he not correct this problem?

Mu Hanjin curled her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Master, it's time to stop."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian leaned forward, caught him off guard, and kissed his lips secretly, "Remember, if you are in a daze next time, he will bite."

Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed slightly, and her cheeks were stained with crimson, which was very magnificent. As she got under the imperial court, she saw Feng Yinqi standing with her hand holding her hand, waiting for them.

Feng Aotian naturally took his hand, as usual, the three of them walked into the palace and walked to the Golden Luang Temple.

The Hundred Officials, headed by the prime ministers of the left and right, stand respectfully in the hall. After these two days, the Prince Regent, the regent, successively promulgated the policies, and the cases handled, the ministers did not dare to relax, for fear of one accident. Lie down and go out.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and glanced coldly across the left-hand Lan Feng and the right-hand Xing Yan. The two had not seen each other for a few days, and their faces were as usual. It can be seen that they really have spent the last few days in the mansion.

She then threw the account book in her hand directly at Lan Feng's feet, "Let’s take a look at the left, and then pass the account books one by one, and then talk about opinions after reading."

"Yes." Lan Feng replied, and then he bent over to pick up the ledger, flipping through them one by one, very carefully, but, without reading a page, his face was still calm and changed several colors.

When Lan Feng saw it, he was in a cold sweat, and then passed the account book to Mu Hanjin behind him. When he took the account book, he raised his eyes and scanned Lan Feng's face. It was extremely bad, and his fingers were slightly weak. Trembling, he felt that this ledger must be extraordinary. As expected, when he swept across the ten lines, thinking that the lord said last night that there was something to wait, he was waiting for the ledger. He looked at it and estimated it at the same time. The food and grass problem at the border can be resolved.

Mu Hanjin looked at the ledger, and then passed it to her back. The officials behind her carefully took it, and looked at it one by one. She was suddenly sweaty, her mouth trembled, and she collapsed and passed the ledger to the next one. Time passed slowly, and when it reached Xing Yan, the official on the left, Lan Feng, the official on the left, turned blue with fright.

Xing Yan took the account book and looked at the faces of other people. After reading the account book, he was so scared that his legs became weak. This...this...how could it happen?

He raised his eyes to meet the cold eyes shot by Shang Feng Aotian, and he almost dropped the account book in his hand to the ground in fright, holding on to the last bit of strength, and handing the account book to the officials behind.

As a result, it took a long time until the scorching sun was in the sky, and it shot straight into the hall and hit them, seeming to feel like a light on their backs. Some officials had fainted because of the shock.

Feng Aotian took back the account book, coldly swept over the officials who had fainted on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "In front of the temple, he was dragged out to hit 50 boards, dismissed from office and ransacked, driven out of the capital, never hired. "

"Yes." The Yulin Army outside the door took the command, and immediately dragged out the officials who had been fainted. Then, they heard the screams and screams outside the hall.

Feng Aotian swept the countenances of hundreds of officials in the hall again, with a gloomy expression, "Zhuxiang, do you think the numbers on this account book are accurate? Are they true?"

"Go back to the regent, everything is true." Lan Feng dare not say anything. If he says it, I am afraid that his life will not be guaranteed. Not to mention that he has lost his life alone. I am afraid that he can go out alive in this hall. There are few people.

"These silver taels, except for the salaries paid by the left court, the rest should be borrowed from the king. Within three days, if you don't return the above amount to the king, the king has to pick it up himself. However, this king's subordinates like seeing blood and gore the most, if you get the door off, don't blame this king for being cruel." Feng Aotian said casually.

"The ministers will return the angelica." The ministers knelt on the ground quickly, suppressing the fear in their hearts, and replied in unison.

"Very good." Feng Aotian put away the account book, and with a light wave, the account book fell into Mu Hanjin's arms, "Hand over all the silver to Mu Yushi's office, and finally approve it with the household department and collect it into the warehouse. ."

"The minister obeyed." Mu Hanjin hurriedly saluted.

Feng Aotian immediately asked, "Can Mu Yushi be selected for the post of official secretary?"