This Lord is Too Cruel: 079 The reason for imprisonment

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 079 the reason for imprisonment

Leng Qianye heard the report from the outside, then turned around, and saw a silver-gray figure falling lightly, and walked forward. When she saw the man looking at her on the dragon bed, she was clearly Startled, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. She frowned, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "You..."

"Emperor brother, I haven't seen him for two years, don't you remember the emperor brother?" The man in front of him immediately got up and walked towards her slowly. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian was stunned in place, staring at the man walking towards her, overlapping with the imprint in her mind, gentle and jade-like temperament, the gentle breeze between the brows and eyes, and the corners of her mouth were smiling slightly. Yi, Fengshen is handsome, how can this... happen?

She quickly curled her eyebrows, recalling the situation that day, she clearly watched him lying in the coffin without breath, she obviously stroked his face, but it was cold and biting, she personally sent him into the emperor. Ling, but now, who is this man who appeared in front of her? Why has the same appearance as him?

Her eyes flashed coldly, and it suddenly appeared in her mind that she was at the border that day. She saw the figure that she missed day and night, and then drove her horse out to chase her back until the woods. he.

She was full of joy, walked slowly to him, and whispered, "Brother Emperor..."

The figure gradually turned around, with the same face, the same smile, and the same breath. She threw herself into his arms with excitement. She suddenly felt a pain in her chest. She raised her eyes and met his warm eyes. There was a cold light in his eyes, lowered his head, and a poisonous arrow feather was inserted in his chest, reaching his heart.

She smiled at the corner of her mouth and chose to forget this memory. She would rather think about his goodness than he would send herself into Huangquan with his own hands. Feng Aotian sighed quietly. At that time, this predecessor wanted Get free, she has been suffering for two whole years, trying every means to make herself miss him less, but this kind of missing is like going deep into her bone marrow, making her more and more crazy, so she willingly died In the hands of that person, there is no regret or regret.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly, condensed his inner bitterness and killing intent, raised his eyes and looked at him, but the light in his eyes was unusually gentle, as if to melt the spring water, and said softly, "Brother Emperor, Is it really you?"

"Emperor brother." A faint light flashed in the gentle eyes of the man in front of him, and he whispered.

Feng Aotian has tears in her eyes, as if she saw the person she missed day and night, spread her arms, and fell into his arms. Such a sudden situation made Leng Qianye on one side look confused. Mu Hanjin, who had arrived, looked at the picture in front of her, her gentle eyes flashed with sadness, and walked in.

The man in front of him didn't expect Feng Aotian to be so proactive. He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, holding her soft body, his eyes flashed strangely.

Feng Aotian withdrew from his arms, raising a bright smile that he had never seen before, "Brother Emperor, are you still alive?"

"Well, I have suffered for you in the past two years." The man said softly.

Feng Aotian shook his head, stretched out his hand, raised his hand, and stroked it carefully, "Brother Emperor, I know you will not die, you will definitely come back."

"The emperor..." The man in front of him looked at her with emotion, lowered his head, and watched the fingers clasped together, curled up slightly, with a little effort.

Mu Hanjin stood aside, curled up slightly with the fingers hidden in his sleeves, enduring the urge to step forward and hug her into his arms, watching what happened before him, he was waiting.

"Uncle Wang...Uncle Wang..." Feng Yinqi's voice slowly sounded, breaking the warmth at the moment.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and stepped forward, ignoring Xing Zhiyan on the side. Instead, he just sat down and took the pulse for Feng Yinqi. The light flashed coldly, raising his eyes and shooting directly into Xing Zhiyan

Xing Zhiyan has never seen such fierce and intimidating eyes. Compared to the man next to her, she shuddered even more. She held on to meet Feng Aotian's eyes, "Master, you are finally back, Huanger He..."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, and looked at the man beside him with his brows slightly bent, "Emperor brother, the emperor will leave it to his ministers."

"Well, in that case, the emperor will go back to the Queen Mother first." The man in front of him replied gently.

"Okay, the emperor will visit you later." Feng Aotian's voice was gentle and gentle, and his eyes filled with joy, "The emperor has a lot to say to the emperor. ."

"Okay." The man obviously didn't expect Feng Aotian in front of him to have such an attitude toward him, a cold flash in his eyes, and then turned and left.

Leng Qianye and Mu Hanjin immediately saluted.

Xing Zhiyan also followed the man to leave the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian's smile on the corner of his mouth followed the man's departure, and immediately retracted, becoming abnormally cold. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I am still stunned to do something, but I can't come." /

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, met the cold eyes she was looking at, bowed her head and responded, and then walked towards her, feeling unusually long every step she took.

When Feng Aotian saw him walking slowly, he raised his hand and dragged him into his arms, with his fingers pressed against his lips, "Where did the spirit of kissing the Lord that day go? Today? How can I get back to its original shape again?"

Mu Hanjin's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she was in a daze. Then she reacted and quickly raised her eyes to meet the strange anger in her eyes. A bright light flashed through her gentle eyes, and she lifted her hands slightly, and moved her hands. Hold it tightly in his hand, then put it on his cheek, "The minister thought the prince was still angry."

"What are you angry about?" Feng Aotian looked at him, somehow, always helpless to him, maybe it was because she had left these few days and looked at his awkward temper, she made such a big determination. Staying by her side, maybe, even if you are so angry, you can't bear it after all.

"Lord..." Mu Hanjin's jade-like face seemed to be plated with silver light, very bright and moving.

Feng Aotian leaned forward slightly, his straight nose touched his stiff nose, and his eyes met, "You are not allowed to be awkward with your master in the future, you know?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin's long, gentle eyes were filled with soft light, and he responded softly.

"You are not allowed to be in a daze with your master in the future, you know?" Feng Aotian raised his lips slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Mu Hanjin responded, blinking her eyes.

"You are not allowed to hide anything from you in the future, you know?" Feng Aotian said coldly again.

"Yes." Mu Hanjin's thoughts trembled, and she responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian hooked his lips, raised a gorgeous arc, kissed his lips, bit them lightly, then let go, turned his eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi on the dragon couch. At this time, his eyes fell. On her body, a bright smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Uncle Wang... my nephew has finally waited for you."

Mu Hanjin left her, sat aside, and handed the yellow silk kerchief to Feng Aotian, "Master, this is written to you by the emperor."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian took the silk kerchief, looked at the handwriting on it, turned his eyes, and looked at him, "Stupid boy." Reaching out, stroking his face, looking at Mu Hanjin, "Go Bring three teacups."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, obviously hesitating. She must have rushed back overnight. If she is bleeding again, plus working hard, how can she withstand it.

Feng Aotian blinked at him to signal him to be relieved, then took out Xing Wuyun’s dagger, and waited for Mu Hanjin to bring the tea cup over and put it on her wrist, looking at the scar on that wrist from the last time. Fading away, now he has to add new scars, which makes him really distressed.

The knife went up and down. I didn't feel the pain yet, and bleeding was already bleeding from the wrist. Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "This dagger is really sharp."

Leng Qianye stood in one place, looking at the tender affection between Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin, he seemed to be hollowed out, not knowing how to deal with it? He seems to understand why Mu Hanjin is so persistent. Her body exudes a charm that is unattainable by others. Such a person, such tenderness, even a person of steel, will become a circumspect. Rou, he lowered his eyes, turned sideways, and looked far away, for the first time that he felt that he was so redundant.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Is the martial arts healed?"

Leng Qianye was startled at first, and his indifferent and dusty face flashed in astonishment, and he replied, "Yes."

"This king promises you, so naturally he won't break his promise. When I return to the mansion, this king will tell you again." Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Yes." Leng Qianye felt that now he didn't know what to say except for this word.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, watching that the three cups of blood were full, Mu Hanjin had quickly taken out the silk pamper to seal her acupuncture points, and wrapped the wound around.

She smiled lightly, "It's okay, it's a big deal to leave some scars."

A complaint flashed between Mu Hanjin's eyebrows, "Go back to the house and get medicine."

"Okay." Feng Aotian felt that it was a good thing that someone was in charge.

Then turned around, looked at Feng Yinqi, then hugged him into his arms and looked at him, "Qi'er, Uncle Wang is by your side and will always be with you. You can't let Uncle Wang down. ."

"Yeah." Feng Yinqi nodded, replying in anger.

Feng Aotian put the cup on his chapped lips. He tried to open his lips and slowly swallowed the blood, but after drinking half a cup, he vomited out suddenly.

Feng Aotian’s eyes flashed coldly, and the fingers holding the cup tightened, then raised his head, drank the blood, lowered his head, stamped his lips, passed into his mouth, and put his other hand With his back, losing internal force.

Mu Hanjin stood aside and watched, raised her palm, and placed it on Feng Yinqi's back, looking at Feng Aotian, "Let the minister come."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian blinked at him, then closed his palms, and concentrated on feeding Feng Yinqi blood until the last drop of blood was fed into his mouth.

Then got up, picked up Feng Yinqi, "Go back to the house."

"My lord, don't you go to see Xian...Are you too emperor?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and asked in a low voice.

"He is not the emperor's brother, why did you see him?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You know why you ask."

"But, you just..." Mu Hanjin thought of Shicai, she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when she threw herself into his arms so affectionately.

Feng Aotian's mouth turned into a wicked smile, "Jealous?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her with a serious expression, "Yes."

"Some things need to be put down after all. I have struggled for so many years, and I have been suffering for so many years for someone who doesn't love him. It is enough." Feng Aotian seemed to be talking to the body's predecessor. When she was willing to die, she had already let go of everything, didn't she?

Mu Hanjin heard what she meant. He was the one she had kept in her heart for so many years?

Feng Aotian hugged Feng Yinqi, "Let's go, I'm tired."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin smiled and nodded, and walked out of the imperial palace with her. Leng Qianye followed Mu Hanjin's side, the three of them tapped their toes and left the palace.

In the queen dowager’s bedroom, the man sat on the main seat, and Xing Zhiyan bowed and stood by.

"Lord, the regent did not doubt your identity." Xing Zhiyan whispered.

"Really?" The man changed his gentle smile, his brows and eyes showed a coldness, "The more so, the more doubtful it is."

"The Lord meant that she didn't believe you at all?" Xing Zhiyan asked quickly.

"Well, but, she wants to act, so why don't I act with her?" the man said solemnly.

"Subordinates understand." Xing Zhiyan looked sideways, looking at the face of the man beside him, and then remembering the same face again, unavoidably a flash of sadness.

Feng Aotian returned to the Prince Regent’s Mansion with Feng Yinqi in his arms. When Father Feng saw the lord’s return, his eyes filled with tears, and he greeted him, "Master, you are finally back."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and went back to the bedroom. Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye followed immediately.

Feng Aotian put Feng Yinqi on the bed, then picked up the Zhubi on the side, wrote down the prescription, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go and tell people to prepare these herbs and put them in the tub for cooking. ."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin took it, then turned around.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "You are also tired these two days, and you should go back to rest first. After the matter is processed, this king will look for you."

"Yes." Leng Qianye replied. This is the first time he salutes Feng Aotian so respectfully.

Feng Aotian looked at his sudden transformation and couldn't help feeling strange, wondering if what happened in the mansion these days when she was absent?

Leng Qianye stepped out of the bedroom, and then returned to Qinghui Pavilion.

When Feng Aotian saw Mu Hanjin walk in quickly, he raised his eyes and looked at her.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, he stepped forward and placed his hand on her palm, "What's the matter?"

"It's running out." Feng Aotian never expected that such a change would occur. Of course, that person was not the first emperor, nor her emperor brother Feng Aoyun, but why did he look exactly the same as the emperor brother?

Mu Hanjin stretched out her hand, took her into her arms, and asked her to find a comfortable position, leaning against his arms, "If you are tired, take a nap, wait for the herbs to be ready, and I will wipe it for the emperor. Body."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then leaned in his arms, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Mu Hanjin looked down and watched her sleep peacefully, with a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth. These days of longing struggled and entangled, and now, at this moment, when she leans against her arms like this, she has Feel trivial.

In a short while, Gong Gong Feng stepped into the bedroom, watching Feng Aotian leaning against Mu Hanjin's arms and closing his eyes to rest up his mind, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Princess Mu, everything is ready."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, then put the person in his arms on the soft couch.

Feng Aotian already opened his eyes, looked at him with a smile, hooked his neck, and dropped a light kiss on his lips, then got down on the soft bed, turned around, and hugged Feng Yinqi from the bed. Up, out of the bedroom.

Mu Hanjin sat on the soft couch, stretched out her hand to stroke her cold lips, as if she had her temperature, the corner of his mouth raised a slight smile, and his elegant face added a bit of beauty. Hue, he immediately got up, took a step, followed her pace, and the two walked to Nuange.

With the medicinal materials in the bath tub, Feng Aotian took off the dragon robe from Feng Yinqi, put him in the bath tub, and then sat cross-legged with palms on his chest.

Mu Hanjin is also sitting on the back of Feng Yinqi, with both palms condensing internal strength and hitting him on the back.

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao said goodbye one after another. Mu Hanyao led the team to the border, while Lan Jingshu set off for the capital in a carriage.

The injury on his chest has not healed, and the wound has just healed. Because of the bumps of the carriage, he stretched out his hand and stroked his chest, with a shallow sweat on his forehead, closing his eyes slightly, but the inside of the cave appeared in his mind Under the circumstances, he opened his eyes abruptly, and suddenly got a cold sweat. How could he have such a dream?

He opened the curtain of the car, and a breeze blew in, blowing away some of the steaming breath from him. He took a deep breath and sat back in the carriage again.

Mu Hanyao accelerated forward with the horses and horses. After leaving Lianghuai with his 50,000 horses, he had never had such intensity training. Therefore, some could not bear it, and some soldiers took advantage of it. Prepared, they have to escape secretly.

Mu Hanyao looked at the restless soldier in front of him, and remembered Feng Aotian's words that he had killed 40,000 and 10,000. Could it be that when he returned to the border, he wanted to kill all the way? However, military law is greater than the sky, if it is the benevolence of women, they will be the ones who will be harmed later.

He was cruel and killed all those who escaped. This time, many soldiers were shocked.

The night was getting darker, Feng Aotian slowly retracted his skills, raised his eyes, and saw that Feng Yinqi's complexion had slowly recovered a little, and he was slightly relieved.

Mu Hanjin also put away her skill, raised her eyes and looked at her, "The emperor is saved."

"Let him rest in the palace these few days." Feng Aotian stepped forward and fished out Feng Yinqi from the tub, pulled up the robe next to him, and wrapped him up.

Mu Hanjin smiled and nodded, "The Supreme Emperor went to the Jinluan Temple today, and the Manchu civil and military officials unanimously asked the first emperor to regain power."

"So what?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "The first emperor has already passed away. Even if he comes back, he is the too emperor, and it is impossible to regain power. He wants to bring the king down, so he has to see if there is any With this ability, the king will go to the early dynasty tomorrow, and the king wants to see who dares to make trouble in front of this king."

"Lord..." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister will accompany you to dinner."

"Go to your Qinghui Pavilion." Feng Aotian smiled lightly, and then the two of them sent Feng Yinqi back to the palace together and went to Qinghui Pavilion.

As soon as Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin entered Qinghui Pavilion, they heard the sound of autumn sweeping the fallen leaves. She immediately leaned against the rock wall on one side, and saw that above the blue water and cold pool, one person was like a fairy. Standing proud of the world, as if a fairy descended from the earth, people dare not look at him. Dressed in purple clothes and fluttering in the wind, with long hair pouring down, purple shirts are like flowers, long swords win over snow, endlessly beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was on her side before she could remove her official robes. "It's also a purple shirt. Someone wears it a bit more brightly, and someone wears it a bit more luxurious." /

Leng Qianye heard the sound, then retracted the sword, turned around gracefully, and fell in front of Feng Aotian, watching her staring at him with interest, his cold jade eyes flashed with indifference. speak.

When Feng Aotian saw that he had recovered his indifferent appearance, he didn't care, holding Mu Hanjin's hand, and the two stepped into the bamboo forest.

Huanxi hurriedly stepped forward, "Minions see the prince."

"Prepare some wine and food." Feng Aotian's handsome face flashed a light smile, "I went to Lianghuai this time, and I have gained a lot."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian in a good mood, and was not disturbed by the emperor who appeared inexplicably, and echoed softly, "The officials of Lianghuai have killed less than 30%. The 100,000 horses hidden in the dark have killed With less than 50,000 yuan, all the official salt was found, which even solved the food and grass for the border for one year."

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you." Feng Aotian raised his glass, drank it, suddenly remembered Xing Wuyun, and a wild smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Unfortunately, someone is not here."

"The prince is accompanied by his ministers now, and still thinking of others?" Mu Hanjin's eyebrows flowed, her thin lips curled slightly, a toast, and a drink with her.

Feng Aotian chuckled again, "You are only allowed to drink together, and you are not allowed to mention it?"

"He can now be on his way back to Beijing." Mu Hanjin had already received the news and continued.

"The king's mansion is not entered at will." Feng Aotian also did not expect that the prostitute who had always avoided her but couldn't reach it, now actually haunts her and insists on following her.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "If you want to know Ye Meixi's current situation, Chen..."

"No need." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the stars in the distance, "Those who should be back will return one day."

Mu Hanyao also raised his eyes, looking into the distance, yes, the person who should leave will go away someday.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "How about having a drink with this king?"

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, then raised his glass, raised his head and drank it, Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and then drank boldly.

"Leng Qianye, do you know why this king wants you to be imprisoned with the palace and tortured day and night?" Feng Aotian watched Leng Qianye's face and finally turned to this topic. If she didn't say anything, between them There will always be a knot that cannot be opened.

Leng Qianye was slightly startled, put down the cup, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her, "Lord, please say."

"Jealous." Feng Aotian held the cup and pointed at him, "Do you know how my emperor brother died?"

"Xianhuang?" Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian and shook his head.

"It was killed by his favorite queen. For the past two years, this king has been looking for evidence of her murdering the emperor brother. However, it has been unsuccessful. Do you know what it was like that your favorite person was killed? "Feng Aotian seemed to be talking about the pain of this predecessor," she was caught in endless pain and despair, unable to extricate herself. Therefore, she was jealous of that woman and hated her incompetence even more. She asked herself more than once, that woman Why can I get the love of the emperor brother, but I don’t cherish it well, and still have to deal with it. Therefore, she wants to make that woman suffer, so that she can't taste the one she loves the most, watching her beloved suffer, What is it like, unfortunately, you, who was loved by that woman, became the target of this king’s vent."

Leng Qianye listened quietly, couldn't help but sneer, haha, it turns out that his suffering in the past two years is just because of this? He felt very sad, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "You are a lunatic."

"Well, you're right, this king is a lunatic." Feng Aotian filled up the wine again and drank it all in one go. "Have you ever loved?"

Leng Qianye's cold eyes flashed with a daze, has he ever loved it? No, he has never loved.

"If you haven't really loved, you won't know the pain you can get and you won't get, and you won't know how maddening this kind of torture is." Feng Aotian laughed, "Leng Qian Ye, in the past two years, this king owes you to you, and this king can meet your request."

Mu Hanjin was stunned and looked at the sadness between her eyebrows. He knew that she was struggling with pain in her heart. Over the years, she had buried her feelings too deeply and too depressively, so she was so extreme. He was thinking, what if it was him in the first place? Maybe he will do something crazier than her.

He raised his hands, put down the wine glass in Feng Aotian's hand, held her hand tightly, and looked at her, "Master, is it still painful now?"

Feng Aotian was slightly startled, does it hurt? She has never been in pain, because that person is not her, but if she fails, why does she feel so personally? She couldn't help asking herself, did she ever love when she was Li Ying?

She turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "If you are by your side, the master will not hurt."

A soft light flashed in Mu Hanjin’s eyes. For a moment, he was covered by the distress. How long can he stay with her? Then, when he is not by her side, who will stay with her? She was in pain together?

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian. He had thought about various reasons, but he didn't expect the reason to be so ridiculous. He suddenly got up and looked at Feng Aotian, "The minister asks the prince to let the minister leave."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go to the border, I need you there."

"Yes." Leng Qianye has this intention. Maybe, he can find himself there and recover what he has lost in the past two years.

"Leng Qianye, this king gives you three years. If you can give the king the peace, this king will promise you freedom for the rest of your life." Feng Aotian's eyes suddenly became cold. Said coldly.

Leng Qianye was taken aback for a moment. The meaning in her words was obvious. He knelt on the ground quickly, "The minister leads the order."

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "How long will it take you to go to the border?"

"When will the prince allow the minister to leave?" Leng Qianye counted the time.

"Let's leave tomorrow." Feng Aotian knows that some people can't keep them, even if they are kept, they won't be used. It's better to let him go, maybe there will be another gain.

Leng Qianye’s hope of silence for two years was finally fulfilled at this moment. He could leave the capital, go to the border, and fulfill his father’s last wish. Thinking about this place, I couldn’t help feeling happy.

Feng Aotian can feel Leng Qianye's joy, and she raises her glass, "In three years, Lord is waiting for you to return in triumph."

"Yes." Leng Qianye quickly raised the glass, and for the first time, respectfully toasting.

Feng Aotian drank it all, and then looked at Mu Hanjin, "I will leave it to you to talk today. If you are tired, go back to the bedroom."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin got up and helped her, "The minister will send you back to the palace."

"Is the master so useless?" Feng Aotian laughed, then tapped his toes and left Qinghui Pavilion.

Mu Hanjin and Leng Qianye sat down again, and he toasted, "Congratulations to Brother Leng for his freedom."

"Yes, I can finally leave." Leng Qianye let out a long sigh.

Mu Hanjin is also at ease for the first time in these years. "If Brother Leng goes to the border, he will definitely be the most happy."

"Well, did you just say that the prince gave your elder brother fifty thousand people?" Leng Qianye was really excited when he thought of this.

"Yes, but, according to the eldest brother's temperament, there are also the slackingness of the 50,000 horses. I'm afraid it is. I don't know how many they took back." Mu Hanjin had obviously expected it.

"No matter how much, something is better than nothing." Leng Qianye was extremely excited when he thought of being able to lead soldiers to fight.

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Brother Leng, see you again in three years!"

"Surely you don't need to tell the regent about your situation?" Leng Qianye thought that three years would be just a few short years in his life for him, but for Mu Hanjin, it may indeed be the last day.

"No need." Mu Hanjin shook her head.

"Well, after those three years, I must watch you stand in front of me alive." Leng Qianye raised his hand and patted Mu Hanjin on the shoulder.

"Okay." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, and the two laughed at each other, then they toasted and drank together.

Feng Aotian returned to the bedroom, and she saw Feng Yinqi lying quietly on the bed from a distance. She remembered that before leaving Beijing, every time she went back to the bedroom, this little guy would rush to her with joy. , But now, is lying here so quietly?

She stepped forward slowly, took off her robe, and then went on the bed and hugged him in her arms. He knew that his mother had given him the poison, so that he could ascend to the throne. Willing to drink the poison, what was he thinking at that time?

Feng Aotian feels that he is lonely, and never knows what family affection is? No one has ever cared about her so much. When Ye Meixi left, his reluctance to himself touched her heart. Le Ling sacrificed his life for her and made her grateful. Mu Hanjin was grateful for her. Bravely stepping out of her cage made her feel that this little guy, for her, was willing to do so, she thought so, it turns out that she is not lonely in this world, and there are people who care about her and care about her , Isn't it?

Once her heart was cold, she could have no scruples, she could be bloodthirsty and murder, because she felt that human nature was cold, in her world, the word warm, she never knew how to interpret it, but now , She felt a touch of warmth.

After drinking for three rounds, Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin, "Go, I also have a good rest for the night, and I will leave tomorrow."

"Let's go see the old lady before leaving." Mu Hanjin continued.

"Okay." Leng Qianye nodded and looked at him, "Although I don't understand what love is, I feel sorry for her for the first time."

Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, "She doesn't need sympathy or pity, she is just someone who needs someone to love her well."

Leng Qianye was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt how happy Feng Aotian was able to receive Mu Hanjin's love. Maybe, he shouldn't think too pessimistic about things.

Mu Hanjin then turned around, left Qinghui Pavilion, and walked forward step by step, until the pace gradually increased, until later, he had already flown away, so he couldn't wait to feel that Unbelievably, he immediately landed outside the palace, stepped forward, and walked inside, and saw her lying peacefully on the bed with Feng Yinqi in her arms. These days of panic, at this moment, Zong Su calmed down, and she finally returned to his Beside.

Feng Aotian slowly raised her eyes and looked at the people walking towards her. Now she desperately needs a hug to fill her inner loneliness. Perhaps, he is not the one she loves, but, But it was the one she wanted to stay with desperately, because she had never loved and didn't know how to love.

Mu Hanjin stepped forward slowly, taking every step with extreme earnestness, as if he was a step away, feeling that it was a kind of blasphemy, until he came to her, Feng Aotian looked at his official gown. "Go and change your clothes."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin looked down and saw that he is still wearing a purple official gown.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, watching him take off his heavy official robe, put on a crescent brocade robe, and restored the elegant appearance, she squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at him with a small smile.

Mu Hanjin flicked his sleeves lightly, as elegant as a jade, he slowly sat beside her, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, fingers unsteadily picked up the belt around his waist , Slipped into the clothes, the tentacles were smooth and tender skin, but she could feel that he was too thin, she raised her eyes, kissed his eyebrows, his lips, and the bare hand flicked her body easily. The ground opened, revealing his jade-like skin.

He raised his head slightly, revealing his slender white neck, she wandered around him wantonly until she imprinted every inch of his skin with her own mark, raised her eyes, and kissed his mouth. , Turned over, pressed him under her body, and Mu Hanjin wrapped her waist unconsciously, gently stroking.

Feng Aotian's hand left his charming shiny skin, her fingers clasped tightly, deepening the kiss. Now, she can't tell her true identity. When the time is right, she will tell her the secret, but, Today, she can only do this.

Mu Hanjin allowed her to lead herself to an endless sea of ​​flowers, just like the valley she took herself to last time, full of white lilies of the valley, and the whole body exudes elegance aroma.

The lingering kiss finally ended when the two of them were about to suffocate. Mu Hanjin stared vaguely at her face that was reddened by affection. He couldn't help but roll over, press her under him, and lower his head. The lovely lips are printed again.

Feng Aotian squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of him, stretched out his hand, wrapped around his waist, and turned over again, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Now he is more bold."

Mu Hanjin panted, "Master, this is the nature of a minister."

Feng Aotian then leaned in his arms, fingers curled up the ink hair on his chest, "Tell the Lord, why vomit blood?"

Mu Hanjin moved her mind, turned her eyes and looked at her, "I miss you."

Feng Aotian laughed out loud, "I don't know, you would say such love words."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "That's also how my master taught me well."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Are you not with Leng Qianye today?"

"I have been with him these few days, I have said everything that should be said, and said goodbye to those who should say goodbye." Mu Hanjin stretched out her hand and embraced Feng Aotian in her arms, bowed her head, and kissed her forehead. "Master, every day, you accompany the minister like this, can you?"

"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and nodded with a smile.

A thousand flowers flashed through Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes, and there was not much time like this.

Feng Aotian stretched out her hand and took the pulse, but everything was normal. She couldn't help wondering why he vomited blood? It's been three times, will it be in the future?

Mu Hanjin closed his eyes slightly. In these days, he has never slept so comfortably. Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stretched out his hand, and his fingers traced the outline of his face, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, leaning against In his arms, I don't know where Meixi is now?

Wuyue Country, due to its vast land and sparse population, so the folk customs are very open. It belongs to the most northwestern land. Ye Meixi followed a shortcut and hurriedly rushed to the capital before dawn.

"His Royal Highness, here." The beautiful woman on the side, named Chu Xia, and the maid Xianghan who sneaked into the Regent Palace last time, are Ye Meixi's personal court ladies, who have followed him since childhood.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at the capital in front of her, but her heart was filled with sorrow. She raised her eyes and looked at the cold moonlight, making him even more lonely, "Master, I just left you for two days. After this day, how should I spend these long nights?"

"Enter the palace." Ye Meixi sighed faintly, her handsome and enchanting face returned to coldness, her eyes filled with coldness, she rode her horse into the capital, and then walked to the palace gate.

He turned over and got off the horse. The Guards saw someone coming and quickly opened the gate of the palace, kneeling on the ground together, "See the Five Princes."

Ye Meixi took the horse and slowly stepped into this cage. He took a deep breath and looked at the majestic palace in front of him. He must become the master of this palace, because this is his only one for her. What he can do is his last hope.

The court ladies who came and went, when they saw Ye Meixi, what she showed was not joy, but astonishment. It seemed that Ye Meixi in front of her was like a demon.

Ye Meixi ignored the maid in front of him, but walked slowly forward, every step is extremely calm, he does not squint, dark red brocade, his face is even more beautiful and unparalleled , Chu Xia and Xiang Han followed behind, but they were with You Rongyan. Their master finally returned and came back from the dead. This time they returned, they must wash away the lead and fight to the death.

There is a trace of fear in Ye Meixi’s heart. For the mother and concubine who personally sent him to Huangquan, the person he once admired the most, but now he has a deep hatred for her, he can't help thinking of the past In the past, my heart still hurts for no reason.

An **** ran from a distance, saw Ye Meixi, knelt on the ground and said, "His Royal Highness, Empress Chen, please come."

"Yeah." Ye Meixi replied in a deep voice, then stepped up and walked forward.

I raised my eyes, looked at the familiar palace gate, and stepped into the palace, and I saw a beautiful woman with a smile from the corner of her eyes.

Ye Meixi stepped forward, stood in the center of the hall, and said respectfully, "My child, please peace with my mother and concubine!"

In the main hall, only their mother and son were left. The stunning woman smiled, "Kneel down and take off her clothes."

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