This Lord is Too Cruel: 083 He will fight against his ministers (two more)

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 083 he will attack the ministers (two more)

"Erchen obey!" Ye Meixi's brows were light, and she was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, completely enchanting. Shu Chi Wuyan

The emperor looked at Ye Meixi in front of him, looked sideways, and looked at the concubine Chen on the side, "I love concubine, Xi'er is much like you back then"

The concubine Chen's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and there was a fierce flash in her eyes, and she smiled and said, "The emperor, Xier has been weak since he was a child. Now, let him come, if the dance is not good, the emperor should not blame it. ."

"It's okay." The emperor turned his eyes, staring at Ye Meixi without squinting.

Ye Meixi stood on a high platform not far away, took off her dark red robe, and put on a bright red gown. Her ink hair was blown away by the wind, and her blue silk was **** with a bright red wide ribbon. The hair, which was silky like a waterfall, exudes an extraordinary fairy temperament. The soul-stirring flute sounded, he floated lightly like a gust of wind, and the red silk dyed the whole sky into a red cloud with his waving. It was dazzling, fascinating, and not enchanting. Concealed, the muscles are condensed and the air is like orchids, charming and glamorous. The demeanor is generous, and the manners and gestures add a piece of elegance, a smile and a smile, it looks beautiful and refined, and there is no lack of charming color between the eyebrows.

At the end of the song, Ye Meixi fell lightly, and the red silk slowly fell while his wrist was shaking. He bowed slightly, and then stepped off the platform.

The people in the pavilion looked fascinated, and when Ye Meixi slowly moved forward, everyone thought that the fairy was descending. He looked at the mother concubine in front of him, and her eyes were filled with yes His cruelty, he narrowed the gloom between his eyebrows and said in a light tone, "Father..."

The emperor in front of me slowly returned to his senses, and when he looked at Ye Meixi again, he clapped his hands again and again, "Okay, okay, compared to your mother and concubine, it's a bit more enchanting, wonderful."

Others saw that with such a dance, only a woman can dance with such a charming feeling, but I did not expect that the man dances even more fascinating and charming.

"Father, my son will retire first." Ye Meixi bowed her head and said Gongshen.

"Okay, okay." The emperor said good words again and again, watching Ye Meixi leave, and looked sideways, looking at Concubine Chen, "Ai Concubine, I didn't expect Xier to have such a patience."

"The emperor, you are absurdly praised." Chen Fei said softly.

Ye Meixi left the imperial garden, immediately took off the bright red gown on her body, tapped her toes, and returned to her bedroom, simply tore off all the restraints on her body and sank into the bathtub.

When Xiang Han and Chu Xia rushed back, they saw the figure behind the screen. They knew how much wronged His Royal Highness was.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and exhaled deeply, he must be patient...

The next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, Mu Hanjin was dressed properly, turned around and looked at her, "Master, the minister first go to the morning court."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and watched him leave.

Then got up, looked at the sky outside the window, thought about what had happened these days, and got off the bed.

Feng Gonggong was already standing outside the inner hall and ordered someone to wait for her to wash and change her clothes. Feng Aotian looked at her expression in the bronze mirror, thinking that she was using her own blood to save people these days.

Duke Feng looked at Feng Aotian's figure, "Wang Ye..."

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Father Feng, and asked in a low voice.

"The old slave feels that the prince has been too exhausted these days." Father Feng said distressedly.

"Yes." Feng Aotian agreed, "However, if you work harder now, it will be better in the future."

"However, the old slave felt that the fake imperial emperor was not easy to deal with." Feng Gonggong worried.

Feng Aotian looked at Father Feng and said with a smile, "How many years have you been with this king?"

"The prince was born, and the old slave followed." Feng Gonggong thought about it. It has been sixteen years, thinking that the prince was just a baby baby, and now it has grown up.

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Gonggong, "Well, this matter is his own way."

"Yes." Father Feng replied, then stepped back.

Feng Aotian walked to the table, used breakfast, thinking that these days, there were people eating with him, but today he was using it alone, and suddenly felt a trace of loneliness.

She felt amused at once, once, wasn't she all alone? What is going on now? She turned her eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was lying peacefully on the bed, with a slight smile on her lips.

Perhaps, many things have changed unconsciously.

Feng Aotian stopped breakfast, rinsed his mouth, cleans his hands, then got up, walked to the study, picked up a book from the shelf and looked at it to himself.

The palace is still as silent as before, and there is no sound.

Mu Hanjin walked into the palace in a carriage, and saw Xing Wuyun coming to take office.

"Are you here so early?" Mu Hanjin said gently, looking at Xing Wuyun.

"Naturally be earlier, but can't be intercepted by others." Xing Wuyun stayed up all night, thinking about the altar of broken snow lotus Feng Aotian said.

Mu Hanjin looked at him, a lively alcoholic, thinking that among them, he was the only one who lived the most free and easy life.

"Then don't hurry up." Mu Hanjin also urged from the side.

"Okay." Xing Wuyun said, and entered the palace first.

Mu Hanjin walked slowly into the Golden Luang Temple, and saw that the ministers had bowed their heads and stood. Now, the two ministers of the left and right have been dismissed on the first day of the court, the emperor and the regent are unconscious, and the emperor has just returned to Beijing. How inconvenient, what should we do now?

"The Empress Dowager is here!" Guo Hui's voice sounded.

The ministers were puzzled, why did the Queen Mother come so early?

Mu Hanjin seemed to have expected something, and then turned sideways. The officials saw Xing Zhiyan dressed in a phoenix robe, stepping into the Golden Luang Temple gracefully, and hurriedly bowed his head, "See Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, Thousand Years, Thousands of Years." /

Xing Zhiyan walked into the high hall, and after sitting on the dragon chair, a curtain of beads fell, "The emperor and the regent are unconscious, and the emperor has no intention to govern, but the country cannot be ruled for a day, and the early reign cannot be delayed. Therefore, the Aijia will wait until the regent and the emperor wake up, and listen to the government with the curtain."

As soon as this statement came out, hundreds of officials were in an uproar. This is a strange thing every day. These few days are particularly strange. The regent, who has always been invulnerable, is now injured and unconscious. The emperor, who has been dead for two years, suddenly lives back. Gong, the Queen Mother never asks about government affairs, but today is she here to listen to politics?

"Everyone, let's start." Xing Zhiyan said in a deep voice regardless of the opinions of the ministers.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at Xing Zhiyan in front of her, and then lowered her head and said, "Enjoy the Queen Mother, before the prince fell into a coma, hand over the token to the minister. The special minister is acting for the government during this period, and the queen mother is now hanging down. Do you get a token from the emperor or the prince?"

Xing Zhiyan looked at Mu Hanjin, her eyes flashed coldly, "Ai Jia is the queen mother, don’t you have the right?"

"The empress dowager, your mother has the right to rule the Sixth House, but you don't have the right to interfere in government affairs." Mu Hanjin replied neither humble nor arrogant, "Now the emperor and the prince are not sober, but the regent The power is still in the hands of the prince, and this edict was handed down by the emperor himself."

"Ai's family has an edict issued by the Emperor himself." Xing Zhiyan said immediately.

"This edict was written by the emperor who died two years ago?" Mu Hanjin asked in a loud voice.

"Naturally not." Xing Zhiyan looked at Mu Hanjin through the bead curtain.

Mu Hanjin respectfully said, "The empress dowager, nowadays, only the prince can determine the power of government. Even the emperor does not have this right."

Xing Zhiyan abruptly got up from the phoenix chair, opened the bead curtain, strode forward, and approached Mu Hanjin, "Presumptuous, don't you have only the regent in your eyes, even the Aijia and the Emperor ?"

"The minister is just the order of the emperor." Mu Hanjin replied unhurriedly, "The prince has an order, and the dynasty will be annulled immediately. Everything will be discussed after the prince wakes up, and the people can disperse. "

The ministers looked at each other, looked at the queen mother in front of them, and then at Mu Hanjin. After the final weighing, they still said respectfully, "The ministers will leave."

After saying that, he withdrew from the Golden Temple.

Xing Zhiyan looked at the courtier in front of him, and then at Mu Hanjin, "Okay, you dare to offend the Ai's family, come here, take him to Ai's family!"

"Why do I have to take someone on the first day I took office?" A clear voice sounded, and he saw Xing Wuyun walking into the Golden Luang Palace wearing a guard uniform.

Xing Zhiyan looked at Xing Wuyun, the anger between her eyebrows dissipated a lot, "Why are you here?"

"The queen mother, you forgot, the minister is now the commander of the guards appointed by the regent, and he has just taken office today." Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes, still looking free and easy, looking at Xing Zhiyan.

Xing Zhiyan looked at such Xing Wuyun, thinking that his temperament really would not enter the palace, and never expected that he would actually take office.

"You don't like this..." Xing Zhiyan was about to say.

Mu Hanjin respected her body again, "If the empress dowager has no other instructions, the minister still has important matters, so she will leave first."

"You..." Xing Zhiyan pointed at Mu Hanjin.

Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin, "Don't send it."

Xing Zhiyan looked at Xing Wuyun's appearance and pointed at him, "Why did you stop Aijia?"

"The empress mother, today is dry and dry, less irritable, and hurting the phoenix body is not good." Xing Wuyun looked at Xing Zhiyan and said, "The minister retire."

Xing Zhiyan watched Xing Wuyun's leaving figure, her eyes flashed coldly, and then she stepped out of the Golden Temple.

When she returned to the Queen Mother's palace, Feng Aoyun also raised her eyes and stared at her coldly.

"Subordinates are incompetent." Xing Zhiyan quickly knelt on the ground.

"It seems that Feng Aotian still has a lot of helpers by his side." Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, "Dare to block this path, you will die."

"The Lord means..." A flash of joy flashed in Xing Zhi's eyes. For Mu Hanjin, today in front of Manchao's civil and military, she embarrassed her and really made her angry.

"Send someone to kill him." Feng Aoyun said immediately.

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan showed joy in her eyes, turned around and motioned to Guo Hui.

Guo Hui took the order and withdrew from the bedroom.

Feng Aoyun looked at Xing Zhiyan, "Your old friend is good, where are you now?"

Xing Zhiyan's body and mind flickered, and then she remembered Leng Qianye, her eyes flashed dim, "Subordinates don't know."

"Huh, don't think that you don't know what you are thinking about, this person, this person will definitely get rid of it." Feng Aoyun said in a deep voice, then got up and left.

Xing Zhiyan fell to the ground slumped, thinking about Leng Qianye's current safety, and couldn't help being shocked.

Leng Qianye counted the time, and now he has only left the capital for three days. Except for the assassination on that day, he has never encountered an assassination. He wondered why those people would attack him? However, thinking of it, the regent seemed to have expected that he would send someone to protect him secretly. There was a trace of heaviness in his heart. In his heart, for Feng Aotian, he didn't want to owe her any favor.

Mu Hanyao has now walked half of the distance. With 50,000 horses, nearly 5,000 have been killed along the way. Fortunately, these people are much more stable now.

At this moment, he suddenly received Feng Aotian’s secret fold, opened the fold, looked at what was written on it, his eyes flashed coldly, turned his eyes, looked at the people behind him, "Order to go down, speed up Go forward, after three days, you must arrive at the border."

"Yes." The lieutenant next to him led the order, and immediately drove to pass the pass.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, looked at the sky in front of him, looked at Mizhe, Leng Qianye is back, now, the border can be guaranteed.

However, looking at the meaning between the lines in her words, it seems that she was in big trouble this time. If it was in the past, he would have ignored it. For him, it is better to guard the border. For others, he has never Too much rest assured.

However, at this moment, I don't know why, thinking of something wrong with her, and there is a trace of worry.

Lan Jingshu calculated the time and could return to Beijing in seven days. He was resting in the inn of the pipeline at the moment, but he received an urgent letter from the capital that his father sent someone to come.

After reading the letter, a flash of astonishment and sadness flashed across his eyebrows. His father was dismissed. He has now replaced his position. The emperor who has passed away suddenly returns to the palace. The emperor and the regent are unconscious...

He suddenly remembered that after only a few days apart from her, how could so many things happen in the capital, he couldn't help but get up in a hurry, instead of riding in the carriage, but replaced by horses, and rushed to the capital.

In the imperial garden, Xing Wuyun pulled the official robe on his body, which was very uncomfortable, and he wanted to pull it off and throw it aside.

However, thinking of the broken snow lotus hidden in the imperial garden, suddenly, regardless of the **** on his body, while pretending to patrol, while searching, where is the better place to hide the broken snow lotus?

He looked at the scenery in the imperial garden, but he had no time to appreciate it. Instead, he looked for it with all his heart. He felt that it was here. He pried the land away with the sword in his hand. When he saw that it was not there, he showed disappointment. , So, I tossed for a day, but did not find it.

Mu Hanjin continued as usual, first went to the Inspectorate, and then returned to the Regent Palace.

Feng Aotian watched him come back, suddenly felt a sense of hope that her husband would return, and suddenly felt funny, then stepped forward, took him into his arms, and kissed him domineeringly on the lips.

The two kissed deeply and stumbled together on the soft couch. Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "I am in the hall today, giving my grandfather a face."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Well, but the minister falsely passed the will."

"Lord likes it." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and drew his fingertips across his lustrous lips, "He was thinking of using Xing Zhiyan to control the political affairs, but he didn't expect you to be so strong."

"Yes, but, it seems that he will attack his ministers." Mu Hanjin thought, this person will definitely get rid of him.

"The ones under him are not enough for you." Feng Aotian said quietly.

"What if he used other means?" Mu Hanjin suddenly thought of something and quickly got up from the soft couch.

"Are you worried about Mrs. Leng, or your pretty cousin?" Feng Aotian's eyes fell slightly, staring at him.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, and Shi Cai's expression was still nervous, and she suddenly became calm, "Naturally, she is the mother at home."

"Really?" Feng Aotian raised his jaw and bit his lip lightly.

Mu Hanjin took her into his arms, he knew that she must have sent someone to Mu's house.

Feng Aotian fell into his arms, "The father only takes care of your mother, and the cousin, the father doesn't care."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and remembered that in the past two years, if it hadn't been for his cousin Diewu's care, his mother would not have lived here in peace. In her heart, she was somewhat grateful to her.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin, and pushed him out, "I don't want to go to your good cousin."

Mu Hanjin looked at her gloomy face, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Suddenly she felt a touch of warmth flash in her heart, stepped forward and leaned in her arms, "Master, are you jealous?"

Feng Aotian was taken aback for a moment, looked at him, did not answer, but fell into deep thought, is she jealous? Will she be jealous?

Mu Hanjin didn't answer when she saw her, and didn't force her to ask, but they cuddled together...

On this day, the regent and the emperor are still in a coma, the capital is in peace, and the riots in the southwest are still spreading...

The next day, because she didn't have to go to the morning court, Mu Hanjin stayed with Feng Aotian until dawn before she got up.

The two stopped having breakfast, they went into the study and reviewed the memorials, but Mu Hanjin got the news.

"Master, Mrs. Leng and Miss Leng were robbed." The voice of the soul sounded, said.

"Well, do you know where you were robbed?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and asked Mu Hanjin in a deep voice.

"The subordinates have sent someone to follow up secretly. This matter should be related to Mu Yushi." The soul replied immediately.

Feng Aotian sneered, "It seems that they can't catch your family, and they know the friendship between Mu Mansion and Leng Mansion, so they took them away."

"It seems that the minister has to come forward." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian without any worries, "Master, did you expect that they deliberately let them take away Mrs. Leng?"

"Who said they must have taken Mrs. Leng?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said.

"The minister understands." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Then what will the prince do next?"

"The plan will be calculated." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Too boring, I have fun with them."

"The minister waited for their movement." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "Leave the matter to the minister."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then picked up his pen again, flipping through the memorials,

Another day has passed, as usual. Feng Aotian looked at the reported situation in the southwest and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Today is the third day, when will you vomit blood?"

Mu Hanjin was slightly startled, and looked at her, "It's late at night."

Feng Aotian calculated and looked at him, "Don't go anywhere tonight, stay in the palace."

"However, they will definitely lead the ministers out today. Don't you leave this to the ministers to handle this matter?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you are not well-developed now. ."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian waved his hand, "You can wait for the Lord to come back with peace of mind."

Mu Hanjin was trying to stop him, Feng Aotian shook his hand, "The riots in the southwest are faster than my master thought. Now, most of the southwest is in chaos. My master can't think of it for five days. It will be completely messed up."

"When will the prince wake up?" Mu Hanjin watched her deliberately change the subject, and followed her.

"Wait for the Southwest to be completely messed up." A light smile flashed across Feng Aotian's eyes, "How many people are there in the rebel army now?"

"Now it has grown to 200,000, and half of them are inserted in." Mu Hanjin whispered.

"Well, if that's the case, when the time comes, plus the 200,000 army in the capital, it should be enough." Feng Aotian calculated, "have all the spies from all countries replaced?"

"Well, it's just that if the whole country moves up, I'm afraid it won't end there." Mu Hanjin still hesitated.

"If there is not such a big movement, how can he believe it?" Feng Aotian thought that now it is just a dangerous move. Whoever wins and loses depends on whether he can hit in the end.

"The minister understands." Mu Hanjin said immediately.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and saw that a goose-yellow figure had fallen outside the palace. Father Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Let him in."

"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded.

Xing Wuyun walked in and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how can there be broken snow lotus in the imperial garden? The minister dug for two days and almost turned over the entire imperial garden without even a single shadow."

"When will you honor your Lord's business?" Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, who was already sitting carelessly on one side, picked up her cup, and drank a cup of tea.

"What did the prince say?" Xing Wuyun then asked.

"Wei Zimo." Feng Aotian said bluntly, "When will he come to see this king?"

"This...this..." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, why don't you go there in person?"

"Good too." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Send a message to the master, and ask him to wait for the master in his restaurant two days later, Zi Shi."

"Yes." Xing Wuyun responded readily, "The lord, you should always tell the minister, where is the broken snow lotus?"

"Follow the master to do things, and the master will tell you." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, a sly flash in Feng's eyes.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's expression, knowing that it was not a good thing, and leaned back, "The...the minister has something to do, so he retire first."

"It's a pity, there is only one altar of Broken Snow Lotus in the world." Feng Aotian said with a pity.

Xing Wuyun suddenly turned around, and when she heard what she said, he gritted his teeth, forget it, turned around, and looked at her grinningly, "Master, what's the matter?"

"The murder." Feng Aotian watched him turn around, his red lips hooked slightly.

"Is it hard to do?" Xing Wuyun doesn't like **** things, but it's okay to get a little blood occasionally, just as a boring day.

Feng Aotian shook his fingers, "Play with me."

"That's good." Xing Wuyun thought, as long as it's not difficult to do, it doesn't hurt to go.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, motioned to him, he was relieved, Mu Hanjin naturally knew Xing Wuyun's skill, so he was relieved.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Hanjin left the Regent’s Mansion, there was an arrow feather stuck in his carriage. He unfolded the note and saw a line of words, then turned around, entered the carriage, and passed the note to Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun turned sideways and looked at the writing on it, "It turns out that Mrs. Leng and Miss Leng were kidnapped."

"Why do you see that you have been kidnapped?" Feng Aotian said calmly.

"Looking at the look of the prince, you know that the prince is playing a trick of mantis catching cicadas and oriole." Xing Wuyun yawned immediately, and he felt very bored.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a lack of interest, she just stayed in the mansion for a long time these two days, she wanted to practice hand skills, doing so, just to accompany the man in the palace for fun Just playing.

Feng Aotian changed his appearance to Mu Hanjin's appearance, then changed into his clothes, looked at Xing Wuyun to his side, and left in a carriage.

Mu Hanjin had already returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion. Seeing that it was still early, remembering Yi Mu's situation, she rushed to the Meixiang Pavilion and saw Yi Muxiang jogging in the courtyard dripping sweat.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "How is your body these past few days?"

When Yi Mu saw Mu Hanjin entering, he stopped, took the Jinpa and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a step forward, "How can you come here?"

"Look at how effective this prescription is?" Mu Hanjin smiled and sat down.

"In the past two days, I have slept more heavily, and my body is not as heavy as before." Yi Mu never expected that he grew up in a medicine jar since he was born and drank medicine for twenty years. Now , But after two days of exercising like this, he felt a lot lighter.

Mu Hanjin handed him the tea, "That's not very good."

"Yeah." Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Did something happen to this capital?" Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin's expression, and remembered the news that Shicai's attendant had told him.

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin didn't conceal anything, and looked at him, "Are you planning to do scientific research?"

"If the body can be raised, the regent is willing to let me go back, I can consider." Yi Mu did not want his talents to be buried.

"Jing Shu will be back in a while." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "When the time comes, you will talk to him more."

"I heard that he has become the prime minister now, I don't dare to climb high." Yi Muqian smiled, and a trace of melancholy seemed to disappear between his eyebrows, but the inherent sorrow is no matter what. Will not completely evaporate away.

Mu Hanjin laughed in a low voice, "If he hears you say this, he will definitely scold you."

"Yes." Yi Mu seemed to feel a lot more open, saying that whether he can figure it out or not, some things are just mediocre disturbances.

Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu gossiping for a few words, and then leave again, but did not return to Qinghui Pavilion, but went to the bedroom by themselves. Perhaps, this has become a habit these days.

Just stepping into the bedroom, I felt a pain in my heart, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out, but this time, unlike before, he could adjust his breath by working hard. He walked forward vainly, and then fell down. He raised his arm on the soft couch and saw a blood-red line sticking out of his palm. He quickly sat cross-legged and began to work hard to heal his injuries.

Feng Aotian sat in the carriage, naturally sensing it, pressing his heart, and cursing in a low voice, "He vomits blood again."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes slightly, looked at Feng Aotian's gloomy face, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him lazily, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he ignored him, closing his eyes and rested.

When the carriage stopped, Feng Aotian opened her eyes and walked out of the carriage, and saw an old woman and a young woman **** not far away.

Feng Aotian got out of the carriage and looked at the man in black in front of him, standing with his hands holding hands, "Since I'm here, you should let them go."

"You can let it go, but you will kill yourself." The man in black in front of him took a step forward and said coldly.

"I won't, would you give me a demonstration?" Feng Aotian shook his head and said to the man in black.

Xing Wuyun twitched the corner of his mouth as he listened to Feng Aotian's words. Is it necessary to demonstrate suicide? That person is not stupid.

Listening to Feng Aotian’s words, the man in black in front of him was furious, "Let you die, you will die, if you don’t die, I will kill them."

Feng Aotian suddenly felt a little boring. Facing the group of idiots in front of her, she was obviously insulting her IQ, and she couldn't help but feel that where the pretending Feng Aoyun had found these fools.

"If you don't make a demonstration, how do I know **** myself? If so, then you will kill them." Feng Aotian spread his hands, and then ignored them.

The black-clothed man in front of him was obviously startled, and then motioned to the hands of the people hiding in the dark, and with a big wave of his hands, they all attacked Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian's mouth evokes a touch of evil charm, and then he gets into the carriage, "It's too boring outside, I leave it to you."

Xing Wuyun suddenly felt helpless, "Master, since you feel boring, why are you here? Don’t you know, does the minister find it even more boring?"

Feng Aotian raised his foot, kicked him off the carriage, and said in a light tone, "Let's go."

The guard who was driving responded, "Yes." Then he drove away in the carriage.

Xing Wuyun turned around and landed on the ground, looking at the men in black in front of him, rolled his eyes, but the men in black persistently attacked the carriage.

Xing Wuyun whirled up, and then stood on the top of the carriage, and by the way, he folds off a branch. With a movement of his wrist, he knocked the attacking man in black to the ground, and then lay on the roof of the car. There was a branch dangling and humming a little song.

Feng Aotian leaned in the carriage, listening to the sound of swords and swords outside, the people in black had already been killed by the guards arranged by Feng Aotian. She took off the mask on her face. Sure enough, she couldn't do too much. Boring things.

The carriage gradually left. Just walking out of the woods, I saw a cold palm wind approaching the carriage. Feng Aotian immediately flew up, and even Xing Wuyun on the roof of the car felt the murderous aura, and he turned and fell on the ground. .

With a "bang", the entire carriage was shattered, and Feng Aotian hung in the air. Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she sneered at the corner of her mouth, and then fell to the ground.

Xing Wuyun also fell, and threw the branch aside, leaning against the tree, looking like a good show.

"This king remembers that the emperor doesn't know how to martial arts." Feng Aotian stood with his hand in his hand, staring coldly at Feng Aoyun in front of him.

"Feng Aotian, goodbye to the border, don't come here unharmed." Feng Aoyun put on a black robe, with coldness in his brows.

"Yes, I almost died in your hands." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "However, this time, it is still unknown who will die."

Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The first time I met you was not at the border gate."

"Really?" Feng Aotian looked at Feng Aoyun, "What is the relationship between you and Brother Huang?"

Feng Aoyun laughed, "If I exchange your emperor's life for you, would you be willing?"

"The border gate was changed once, this time..." Feng Aotian looked at Feng Aoyun, "No way."

"What if it is the secret of your life experience?" Feng Aoyun asked again.

"Do you think it is worthwhile to trade this king's life for this king's secret?" Feng Aotian laughed.

Feng Aoyun's eyes shattered with a cold light, "You have to think clearly."

"This king can only say that you are too naive." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed, "Well, this king has no time to air with you."

Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes burst into a thick flame, then raised his eyes, and waved at her, Feng Aotian tapped his toes lightly, and met his palm, in an instant, The wind and clouds change, and the fallen leaves swept.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and stared at the two figures in front of him. His eyes flashed with a look that was not as public as before, but gloomy. He put his hands around his chest and leaned against the tree, but there was no action.

Feng Aotian knew that the martial arts of the fake Feng Aoyun in front of her were comparable to her, and he had calculated that she would come, so he was waiting for her here. It took too much internal energy, and now, she couldn't resist it, her eyes dimmed, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

When Xing Wuyun saw this, he hurriedly flew up, his clothes fluttering, his sleeves fluttered, and his palm hit the middle of the cohesive internal forces of the two, opening the palm of the two.

Feng Aotian stepped back abruptly, but Feng Aoyun just moved slightly, turned his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, and then attacked him.

Xing Wuyun took advantage of the situation, swiping his palms across his chest, forming a barrier in front of him, and then blocking Feng Aoyun's palm.

Feng Aotian turned to the ground, looked at the two people in front of him, and followed the example of Xing Wuyun, leaning against the tree with his hands around his chest, watching.

She looked at the continuous internal strength of the two people in front of her, and her eyes flashed coldly. The martial arts of these two people came from the same school, so, Xing Wuyun and this fake Feng Aoyun knew each other?

She couldn't help thinking, Feng Aoyun said the secret of her life experience, and suddenly remembered the words of the mother concubine when she died, did he know the identity of his own woman? Thinking of this, her eyes shot a murderous intent, and then turned around and attacked Feng Aoyun with Xing Wuyun.

Feng Aoyun turned around, avoiding Feng Aotian's applause, and then flew away.

She turned to the ground, and saw Xing Wuyun landed gracefully, standing in front of her.

"Let's talk about it, who is he?" Feng Aotian looked at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, just about to speak, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body fell backward.

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with condensation, then stretched out his hand, brought him into his arms, whistled lightly, and Aoxue drove over, she took him, flew on horseback, and the two of them left the woods in no time.

In the palace, Feng Aoyun clutched her chest and walked into the palace.

Xing Zhiyan hurried forward, "Master, are you hurt?"

"Go out." Feng Aoyun shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes." Xing Zhiyan looked at him with a gloomy expression, and hurriedly responded, and stepped out.

Feng Aoyun sat on the soft couch, sitting cross-legged, but there was a deep hatred between his brows. He closed his lips tightly, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, he raised his head and screamed, waving his big hand. Smash all the objects beside him.

Xing Zhiyan listened to the roar, turned his eyes, and looked at Guo Hui, "Didn't he go to confirm whether Feng Aotian was in a coma? How could he come back like this?"

"I don't know." Guo Hui shook his head, because all the men who went there were killed.

Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun back to the Prince Regent’s Mansion, lowered his head and looked at the person leaning against her. He knew earlier that he was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He had never expected that he would give her such a big surprise. .

Feng Aotian's face was gloomy, and he went back to the bedroom, and saw that Mu Hanjin had just received her gongs, and when she came back, she quickly got off the soft couch, "Master, what's the situation?"

"Just ask him." Feng Aotian threw Xing Wuyun directly on the soft couch, stretched out his hand, pulsed, and then lifted him up to heal his injuries.

Mu Hanjin stood aside, watching Feng Aotian always keep a cold face, and, with sweat on his forehead and blood on the corners of his mouth, she knew that Shi Cai really did it, and the fake one was too emperor. Martial arts must be above the regent.

He looked at Xing Wuyun again, thinking that something he didn't know must have happened in this. He regretted it a little, and Shicai didn't follow.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and saw that the red line in his palm had disappeared, and he was suddenly relieved.

About half an hour later, Xing Wuyun gradually woke up and worked **** his own. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and retracted his inner strength, then stood up, sat aside, and waited for him.

Mu Hanjin took out the silk kerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead, then poured water and handed it to her.

Feng Aotian took the teacup and drank it in one sip. His eyes were always on Xing Wuyun's body. If this guy dared to betray her, she would definitely break him into pieces.

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Master, you are injured."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and shook his hand, but felt very cold, "Do you feel better now?"

"Well, it's better." Mu Hanjin sat aside and took her into her arms, "Is that fake Taishang's martial arts superior to you?"

"It's the same as my master, but my master has lost too much internal strength in the past few days." Feng Aotian continued, "It's him that gave him a surprise."

Feng Aotian stared at Xing Wuyun blankly, his eyes were cold as frost, as if he wanted to penetrate Xing Wuyun.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, let's talk about everything when he wakes up."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, that man feels like he has seen him somewhere."

"Where?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "His appearance is exactly the same as the first emperor, obviously he was not made easily."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "But, I just feel familiar."

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian thoughtfully, as if thinking back. He gently patted her on the back. This person, no matter who it is, should be removed.

Xing Wuyun, who worked **** his own to heal his injuries, slowly recovered his power, opened his eyes, and faced Feng Aotian’s cold eyes, his mouth still had a bohemian smile, "Master, why look at the minister like this?"

"Let's talk." Feng Aotian looked at him, "You and his martial arts are in the same school, what is your relationship with him?"

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