This Lord is Too Cruel: 102 You can pinch if you miss

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Listening to Feng Aotian’s voice, Mr. Cat’s slender eyes squeezed out a few tears, his lips pressed aggrievedly, and then slowly moved towards her until he walked to her side, bowed his head and stared. Holding her. Shu Chi Wuyan

Feng Aotian glanced at him, then lowered his head, raised his hand, and lifted his trousers, and saw that the kicked area was indeed red and swollen. She thought, she kicked it before, why didn't she see it? Is he so wronged?

She covered the kicked area with her palm, rubbed it gently, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Does it still hurt?"

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded slightly and stared at Feng Aotian. At this moment, his heart was very ecstatic, but he still had a pitiful appearance on the surface.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat quietly on one side, each silently using tea without talking. Of course they knew that Mr. Mao was pretending, and he was capable of both. Have you seen it before, can you be so vulnerable?

However, looking at the emperor’s love for him, they still feel uncomfortable in their hearts, because for the emperor, cat father-in-law is the person next to her, and the life with her is definitely longer than them, and , They seem to have trust that they can’t get in. They still quite mind this, but they are helpless. Who made them experience from pain to sweetness with her?

Rather than the mutual affection at the beginning, the heart-changing heart at the beginning, so they can only admire from the side, Mu Hanjin believes that one day, he will walk into her heart and become the one who cares most in her heart People, death is not terrible. The terrible thing is whether your loved ones can put you deep in your heart after you die.

He is not weak, but wants to have and hold more, and he hopes to be by her side and do something for her in the few remaining days of his own, instead of blindly doing this. Brought her worry and distress.

Lan Jingshu understands that the meaning of his existence is to do a good job of her own, so that she can have less worries and worries. In this way, he feels that he can at least have that little value .

Feng Aotian rubbed gently, seeing his eyes red, and he was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

"Master..." Father Cat was moved. Once, when he looked at her, he had surpassed the relationship between master and servant. Once, when he looked at her, he had a strong possessive desire. Father Feng was I knew, so I took him out of her side and asked him to go to retreat, wanting to make himself aware of his true position, but what can be done? In the past two years, in his heart, he didn't forget her half, but missed her more and more.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, then stood up helplessly, patted him on the back lightly, "Master will not kick you anymore, change to push you, it will be done."

Listening to her words that were not comforting, Mr. Cat broke his tears into a smile, wiped the wet tears from the corners of his eyes with a silk kerchief, then nodded in response, and then turned around, "The slave is going to prepare dinner for the master. It's a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Listening to his sour tone, Feng Aotian gave him a handy push, the cat father-in-law didn't care, but slowly stepped out of the imperial palace.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, thinking about when he could have such an uncompromising relationship with the emperor, and he would die without regret.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, knocked on his forehead, and slowly moved closer, "What are you thinking about?"

"I just feel that the emperor and Mr. Cat look very envious." Mu Hanjin put down the tea cup in his hand, then raised his hand, placing Feng Aotian's hand on his palm, and gently kneading it.

Feng Aotian looked at him and asked amusedly, "Are you jealous?"

"A little bit." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and said softly.

"Master likes you to be jealous." Feng Aotian leaned forward again and pecked at the corner of his mouth.

Lan Jingshu has become accustomed to this, but just walked out of the inner hall, Mu Hanyao, after taking a bath, looked at the intimate scene in front of him, his eyes flashed with coldness, but his heart felt uncomfortable.

Mu Hanjin curled her lips and smiled, suddenly feeling that he himself is too greedy? Isn't it what he expected in the first place? He suddenly felt that when you got what you expected, you would expect more than this. It was really lack of people.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Mu Hanyao walking towards her. The shirt was specially prepared for him. The pure black brocade fits his tight body, and he is still tall and straight. Grim, although I know that he is very tired now, but from a distance, it looks like an immortal sculpture, revealing the air of killing.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, and also stared at Mu Hanyao. When he was in Lianghuai, he only had a few words with his elder brother. Now, when his eldest brother is back in Beijing, he is naturally happy.

Mu Hanyao had already noticed Mu Hanjin's silver hair, he was full of doubts, but still did not show a trace of consternation, because he knew Mu Hanjin, since he could face himself so indifferently, He doesn't care about this silver hair anymore.

He then stepped forward and saluted Feng Aotian, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian raised his hand, held his hand, and gently dragged her to sit beside her. She looked at him, "I haven’t seen him for half a month, and he’s a lot stronger, but, watching I lost a lot of weight."

"The minister is all well." Mu Hanyao is really not used to the present intimacy. Because of the presence of Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, he is even more uncomfortable. Therefore, he is cold and face. The expressionless face became more gloomy.

Feng Aotian looked at him amused, and in order to relax him, he said, "Take a good rest tonight, go to morning tomorrow, after morning, go to the armory with your master, and let you see how the latest weapons developed by your master ?"

"Yes." Mu Hanyao was also interested when he heard Feng Aotian's words, and then asked, "The emperor, where is the weapon that was stolen in the armory now?"

"Yuzhou." Feng Aotian always held his hand, stroking gently across the cloth.

Mu Hanyao now turned all his attention to this weapon, so he didn't care about Feng Aotian's hands and feet on him, and then frowned slightly, "This Yuzhou and the border are only separated by a mountain. , They smuggled weapons to Yuzhou, could it be?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, I have sent someone to stare at it now. I believe that soon, I will know where the weapon is hidden."

"Has the emperor been prepared long ago?" Mu Hanyao thought that with Feng Aotian's temperament, she would definitely do both.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "This war department is nothing but smoke bombs from the master. In fact, the latest weapon, the master has secretly set up a military workshop."

"Speaking of which, when the Lord did this, he wanted to get rid of all the meticulous work hidden and Feng Guo?" Mu Hanyao also understood, and the corner of his mouth also evoked a faint smile.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Well, except for the master, who has laughed at him? You can have a file at this place. You can rest after you laugh at the master later."

Mu Hanyao listened, and quickly reduced his smile, thinking about how many times he laughed? I can't remember myself.

Feng Aotian looked at him, turned his eyes, and blinked at Mu Hanjin. Mu Hanjin smiled at the corner of Mu Hanjin's mouth, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "Brother, have time to go back to me. Go to the house."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Does mother know about you?"

"I don't know yet." Mu Hanjin shook her head with a smile.

Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand, "It's okay, I will definitely find the antidote, and I won't let you die."

Mu Hanjin’s eyes flickered. Now, he really couldn’t bear to die. However, the love curse lasted for thousands of years. It was the unique poison of the Wind Clan. , How can there be a solution?

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly. He knew that Mu Hanjin had many secrets, and he had not told him about it, but now, at this stage of the field, there are many things that may be irreparable.

Mao Gonggong came in with the soup medicine, and glanced at Mu Hanyao beside Feng Aotian, his eyes flashed provocatively, and then he leaned in front of Feng Aotian with a smile, "Master, should use It's dinner."

"Okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, got up, took the decoction in his hand, drank it, and took Mu Hanyao's hand and walked forward.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu followed behind them, and the four of them sat around the table. Feng Aotian looked at the father-in-law Mao beside him, "Sit down too."

"The slave is standing." The cat father said softly, "Nowadays, when it is not a slave who can sit, in the eyes of the master, all kinds of flowers, dazzling, how can I notice the grass of the slave."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, thinking that he really holds a grudge, she then agreed, "That's the same, then you just stand."

"Yes." The corner of the cat's mouth was squeezed, and the sound of teeth grinding could be heard, and he squeezed out a word.

Feng Aotian stopped paying attention to him, then turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao, picked up the vegetables, put them in front of him, and then served the three of them separately, "Let’s eat."

She doesn’t know why she has formed such a habit, and naturally picks dishes for the people at the table. This kind of action makes her feel that she has really taken off the shadow of her previous life, and she has now integrated into this body. , Has accepted the rules of this world.

Mu Hanjin picked up some vegetables for Feng Aotian and put them in her bowl, "My lord, you can also eat more."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him with a smile.

The father-in-law Mao was serving Feng Ao Tian's vegetables, and he gave Mu Hanjin a sour look. Hey, he arranged vegetables for her, why didn't she smile at himself? He really regarded him as grass, or a humble grass.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw Father Cat pouting and dissatisfied, with a tick at the corner of his mouth, "Open your mouth."

The father-in-law Mao was taken aback, thinking that Feng Aotian knew her careful thoughts, and quickly opened his mouth. Feng Aotian stuffed the food he had picked into his mouth, "eat it."

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, but as soon as he took a bite, he burst into tears and stared at Feng Aotian sadly. Knowing that the minion doesn't like spicy food, he stuffed his mouth with chili.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at his appearance, really happy, but still coldly asked, "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

"Hmm." Father Cat nodded, rolled his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of pepper, and then rushed out.

Feng Aotian pulled his wrist and handed him the soup in his hand, "Drink it."

Mao Mao quickly picked it up, took a sip, panted, and stared at Feng Aotian faintly, saying no, not cursing, he could only stare at him.

Feng Aotian continued to eat the meal blindly, and Mu Hanyao on the side watched Feng Aotian's prank on Father Cat, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he said nothing.

Feng Aotian put the vegetables into Mu Hanyao's bowl, "eat more."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao responded.

After dinner was over, Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu quit first, and Feng Aotian nodded slightly, exhorted Mu Hanjin a few words, and then watched them leave.

Mao's father-in-law was so hot that he had gorgeous lips, and now he was even more vivid. He always stared at Feng Aotian without squinting, with a grievance on his face.

Feng Aotian looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, "It looks like, I don't need to apply lips in the future."

The cat's father snorted coldly, then turned around, and left the imperial palace.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Are you lacking now?"

"It's okay." Mu Hanyao looked at the two of them in the hall now, and also let go of a little majesty, turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at him with a faint smile, "Give him a smile."

Mu Hanyao was stunned, then stared at Feng Aotian's face, raised his hand, stroking it, and said in a low voice, "The minister can't laugh."

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed, "Can't laugh?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded. Now, he really can't laugh.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and raised his chin. The other hand has reached into his lap, stroking his tight waist and abdomen, with his eyes facing each other, he asked in a low voice, "If you don't laugh, just Other compensation will do."

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and pressed Feng Aotian's tumultuous hand on his lower abdomen. With the other hand, wrapped around Feng Aotian's waist, he embraced her in his arms, bowed his head, and kissed him. Her lips.

Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt that he was molesting him, so how could he be counter molested?

President Cat stood outside the main hall, looked at the picture inside the main hall, coughed a few times, then stepped into the hall and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you can't do too much exercise with your current body. Be careful."

Mu Hanyao was also awakened, quickly let go of Feng Aotian, and then looked sideways, looking at an unknown direction.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely, "Of course he knows." Isn't it Kuishui Miku, isn't she a real woman, isn't she just a kiss, and she didn't really want to do anything.

My father-in-law looked at him, his heart was sour, and he wanted to throw Mu Hanyao out directly. He wringed the silk kerchief in his hands and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you should take a shower."

Feng Aotian listened to his voice, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Wait for the Lord in the inner hall."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, his face a little unnatural, for some reason, every time he looked at her like this, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Feng Aotian got up and went to take a bath.

The cat's father-in-law glanced at Mu Hanyao and couldn't help but feel a little bored. Hey, it seems that the men around the master are better than the other.

He twisted his waist, followed Feng Aotian stepped into the screen, stepped forward, took off the dragon robe for Feng Aotian, and personally untied her belt. When he saw the chest, he couldn’t bear to look straight. , Sighed in his heart, too small, really too small, no, you must grow up.

Feng Aotian looked at his disgusting appearance, then stepped into the tub, staring at him, "Master come by yourself."

"The slave serves the Lord." Father Cat quickly narrowed his eyes, then stepped forward, squeezing her shoulders lightly, with the right fingertips.

Feng Aotian squinted her eyes slightly, enjoying his kneading. The cat’s slender fingers ran across her peach-like soft skin, and then moved down until it touched her chest, tentatively Asked Feng Aotian, "Master, do you want the minion to pinch it for you."

"If you want to die, you can pinch." Feng Aotian opened his eyes and shot a cold light.

The cat's father-in-law hurriedly smiled and moved away decisively, "The minion doesn't want to die."

He muttered to himself that even if he died, he would have to climb onto the master's bed first.

After taking a bath, Feng Aotian got up, stared at the really small and poor chest, and sighed helplessly. When will this become fuller?

President Cat tied Feng Aotian's chest himself, and then said, "My lord, don't worry, you will be plump soon."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Yeah."

Feng Aotian was dressed in a bright yellow shirt and stepped out of the screen. Father Mao looked at Mu Hanyao who was sitting on the soft couch. At this moment, he was watching with a book in his hand.

The corner of his mouth curls, isn't he just a fool, what's so good about him, how can he be so affectionate.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Father Mao, "Get out."

"Yes." Mr. Cat reluctantly, looking back at Feng Aotian one step at a time, exited the Imperial Palace, turned around, looked outside the hall, bowed his head, sighed, and turned away.

Sixi looked at the melancholy look of Father Cat, and shook his head helplessly.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, took the scroll in his hand, looked at him, "Go to bed."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at her. Just after bathing, his body exuded a faint fragrance, the ink-like blue silk was only tied with a silk band, and a few strands scattered on his chest, and withdrew It was a bit cold, and a bit more tranquil.

Feng Aotian went to the dragon couch, looked at Feng Yinqi beside her, stretched out her hand and stroked his face, which is already her habit every night when she goes to bed, then turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Yes. I don’t know when he will wake up."

"The emperor, King An will wake up." Mu Hanyao stepped forward, sitting beside her, and took her into his arms actively. He was thinking that this is the second time he wants to embrace her. In her arms, the first time she knew Feng Gonggong had died, this time, it was when she saw Feng Yinqi, and she was distressed.

Feng Aotian, leaning in his arms, sucking in the man’s unique breath exuding him, a smile was drawn from the corners of her mouth, and then she pushed him onto the bed, bullied herself, bowed her head, and kissed Holding his lips, both hands vigorously tore open his clothes, stroked his strong body, and teased him with the tip of his tongue.

Mu Hanyao's cold eyes were covered with a layer of cloud and mist. He stretched out his hand and wrapped Feng Aotian's slender waist. He wanted to turn over and pressed her under him, but there was a word from his ear. Feng Aotian said coldly, "Don't move around."

Mu Hanyao could only give it up, just stiffly, enduring this intolerable feeling that would drive him mad, he was breathing heavily, spraying a heavy breath, and a trace of thinness leaked out of his body unknowingly Sweat, exuding the unique smell of men.

Feng Aotian bit his lip, kissed his chin, and said with a small smile, because he was running around for days and there was a layer of stubble on his face, Shicai just shaved it briefly. Now, still Can feel it.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and stared at the top of the sky. Finally, he couldn't bear the torture of the heart, then turned over, pressed her under him, bowed his head, and kissed her lips domineeringly, but he didn't. Dare to do anything to her, because it is his limit to be able to do so.

Feng Aotian raised his arms, hooked his neck, took the initiative to cater to him, and deepened the already overbearing and strong kiss, until there was no extra breath between each other, and then he gave up, Feng Aotian gasped for breath. , Mu Hanyao is the same.

Her phoenix eyes flashed brightly, aroused the blue silk on his chest, and ran her fingers across his bronze skin, "sleeping."

Mu Hanyao still panted low, his cold eyes shone with a glimmer of light, and then raised his hand to embrace her in his arms, "The emperor, the minister..."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied lightly.

"Chen..." Mu Hanyao hesitated to say but stopped.

"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and met his bewildered eyes.

"The minister did this, I don't know if it is right or wrong." Mu Hanyao knows what he and her mean to each other, but now... he is not sure whether his heart will be shaken because of her. .

Feng Aotian leaned on his sturdy arm, "Since you have done it, don't regret it."

Mu Hanyao was stunned, yes, he did it all right or wrong, he didn't want to at all, letting his own heart be so slutty, maybe one day he will take it back.

The two hug each other, close their eyes and fall asleep peacefully.

Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu walked very slowly. For some reason, they felt that tonight's time flies particularly slowly.

"What are you thinking?" Lan Jingshu turned her eyes, looked at him, and asked.

"Thinking of my elder brother." Mu Hanjin replied unabashedly.

"Me too." Lan Jingshu responded with a smile, "Big Brother Mu seems to have fallen in too."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin also noticed Mu Hanyao's changes. For him, it was good or bad. After all, their Mu family now has only two males. If so, the eldest brother, then , Mu's family has no successor.

Lan Jingshu sighed, "You can think about it, go back to the house with Brother Mu, how should the old lady explain?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "To be honest, she will be considerate of her mother."

"Sometimes I think God is really joking." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at the night, and laughed.

"You and I haven't been drinking in a long time." Mu Hanjin looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, why don't we drink a few drinks?" Lan Jingshu also came with interest and said with a smile.

"Okay." Mu Hanjin looked at him and said.

The two looked at each other and laughed, and they became interested in Qinghui Palace. They arranged wine and dishes at the bottom of the moon, chatting and drinking at the same time.

Le Qiguo, since Ye Meixi watched a good show, she didn’t need to stay, so she ordered someone to go down. He will leave for China tomorrow. Before leaving, he went to Furong Pavilion. Only here can he Found her shadow.

The old bustard saw Ye Meixi from a distance, hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile, "Ye Shifei, please, the master has something for the slave and maid to give you."

Ye Meixi was stunned, knowing that since he had been here, then Le Qiguo's whereabouts must not escape her eyes and eyes, his brows are smiling, his handsome face is even more charming, he On the fourth floor, he saw Xing Wuyun still lying on the reclining chair.

He stepped forward, "Master Xing, don't come here without problems."

Xing Wuyun sipped the tea, then turned his eyes, glanced at Ye Meixi, and smiled lightly, "You came just right, and she didn't let me drink in Furong Pavilion. Now, when you come, I can relieve my greed. "

Ye Meixi smiled lightly, "Tomorrow I will leave for China, tonight, it is better to have a few drinks with you."

Xing Wuyun hurriedly came to his interest, got up from the recliner, and waved his hand in front of him with interest, "Please!"

"Please!" Ye Meixi also raised his hand, and the two sat down happily.

The old bustard approached Ye Meixi with a box and said, "Ye Shifei, this is the master let the servant give you."

"Go prepare some wine and food." Ye Meixi took the box and said in a low voice.

"Yes." The old bustard responded, then turned and left.

Ye Meixi stroked the box, staring at it for a long time, not willing to open it.

Xing Wuyun also stared at the box curiously, followed him for a while, "open it and see."

Ye Meixi returned to her senses now, her eyes were smiling, like a stream of spring water, and the road was not full of soft intestines. He carefully opened the box and saw that there was a painting inside. He opened it and burst into tears. , Raised her finger tremblingly, stroking.

The painting depicts the albizia flower, not only that, but if you look carefully, there is another secret. This is a albizia flower made up of nine thousand words.

Xing Wuyun looked at this painting with a slightly curled mouth. She really knows how to buy people’s hearts. She could even come up with such a trick. He picked up the wine glass unhappily and drank a glass with his head up, suddenly feeling that the wine was not a taste. Pursing her lips fiercely, she really changed her own taste. Why did she feel comfortable drinking tea?

Ye Meixi looked at the box, and there was a secret letter in it that read, "According to legend, Yu Shun died while visiting the barn in the south, and his concubine Ehuang and female heroes searched for the Xiangjiang River, but did not find them. The second concubine cried all day long. , Tears and drops of blood, blood and death, to become gods. Then, someone discovered that their elves and Yu Shun’s elves were “combined into one” and became an albizia tree. Albizia leaves open day and night, and blind date Love each other. Since then, people have often expressed their loyal and unswerving love with a happy family. This painting was painted by the master himself. I hope you can see what the master wants. Be careful, and the master is waiting for you."

Xing Wuyun smoothly took the secret letter from his hand, looked at the writing on it, and threw it into Ye Meixi's hand, "Is it very touched?"

Ye Meixi burst into tears, smiling at the corners of her mouth, stroking the handwriting on the secret letter over and over again, "I'm afraid she will forget me, but now, I no longer have any worries or concerns, because Now, she will wait for me."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, and for the first time a look similar to envy, jealousy and hatred appeared on her handsome face. How could she not give him such a moving picture?

Then drank another glass, and suddenly felt very unpleasant, and then groaned, "Give me a good wine, why is this wine so unpleasant?"

"Master Xing, this is a 30-year-old daughter Hong. The master asked the servant to prepare it for you." The old bustard said from the side.

Xing Wuyun was taken aback first and looked at the old bustard, "Then she is not allowed to drink this son?"

"The master said, knowing that you are addicted to alcohol, and you like to do this forced kiss after drinking. Therefore, the slave and maid will not let you drink. However, now the night maid is here, the master said, reluctantly let You can drink some, so you can't sweep away your interest and concubine night." The old bustard replied truthfully from the side.

Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched. This vengeful Feng Aotian has always tasted good wine. The ghost knows how he would kiss her every time he was drunk. How could he not kiss others?

Ye Meixi looked at Xing Wuyun, "Hey, do you really like kissing people every time you are drunk?"

"No." Xing Wuyun denied, "That was just an accident."

Ye Meixi is in a very good mood now, she put the painting away like a baby, put it in the box, then raised her glass and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Although the wine is good, you can't be greedy."

Xing Wuyun suddenly lost his interest, looking at Ye Meixi, how unpleasant to see, then waved, "Stop drinking."

Ye Meixi didn't get angry, but drank three cups of herself with a smile, then got up, "I'll leave first."

Xing Wuyun waved his hand, "There will be a period later."

Ye Meixi turned around and left Furong Pavilion, holding the box in her hand. It contained all his expectations and a long wait. He had to board that seat, and then returned to her. .

Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi's leaving figure, with a tick at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wei Zimo on the opposite side, "Hey, it's really frustrating."

Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, his eyes shot a cold light and disgust, then turned and left.

Xing Wuyun lowered his head and looked at the daughter Hong in front of him. He couldn't help being surprised. In the past, this wine was so delicious to him. How can it be so bad today?

The next day, Feng Aotian got up, washed with Mu Hanyao, and walked into the hall. Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu were already wearing official robes and standing outside the hall.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin who was still in a purple official robe, she smiled, "Come in."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu responded in unison, and then stepped inside.

My father-in-law has prepared breakfast, and then walks to Feng Aotian's side and handed her the soup. She still drank as much as possible, and then looked at them, "After breakfast, go up ."

"Yes." The three of them responded with serious faces.

Quietly after breakfast, he walked to the Jinluan Temple, Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "The Lord promised you, after the Lord became the throne, he will designate you as a national teacher. From now on, you will return to you. That crescent robe, I prefer you to wear that color."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded.

Above the morning, this is the first time Mu Hanyao has stepped into the Golden Luang Temple after many years. He is obviously a little excited. Standing under the hall, watching the emperor sitting on the high platform, he is very difficult. Think of the person who hugged to sleep last night.

She was dressed in a dragon robe, and she exuded an inviolable and terrifying chill, and she was a mighty king. For the first time, she gave him a trace of reverence from his heart.

Feng Aotian issued an edict, formally appointing Mu Hanjin as Fengguo’s national teacher. In the future, there is no need to go to the early court. As for the reason, it will be announced in the future.

This action caused an uproar in the whole house, but due to Feng Aotian's cold eyes, they dare not speak out.

After the end of the early morning, Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao to her secret arsenal. Father Cat stuck to Feng Aotian's side and grabbed her by the arm, "Master, slaves are going too."

"Aoxue can only support two people." Feng Aotian said directly.

"The slave will go alone." The cat father was sad, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, do you dislike the slave?"

Feng Aotian looked at him with a headache, "Okay, no need Aoxue, let's fly over, let's go to the head office."

"Yeah." Gongshi Mao had a face that was about to be overwhelmed and dying, and now he was showing joy, and then he took Feng Aotian's arm, "Let's go then."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao, and the three of them flew away. This place was a dense forest three hundred miles away from the outskirts of the capital. The three of them fell down immediately, and Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin and the cat. Father-in-law, walked into the dense forest, went around three fork roads to the right, two fork roads to the left, and one fork road to the east, and saw a cliff in front of her. She took the two of them to the cliff, and then Raising his hand, aiming at the palm print on it, pushing it gently with internal force, and then turning it in the direction of the five elements and gossip, the cliff slowly moved away, and the cat father looked at the place in front of him, and he also showed an accident. Hanyao felt that he was really a genius to cut such a secret road on the cliff.

"Master, when did you find the place?" Mr. Cat asked curiously.

"Three months ago." Feng Aotian looked at him, "It took two months to get it right."

"This is the first time I have seen a minion." Father Cat followed Feng Aotian into the house and entered the secret road.

Mu Hanyao followed closely. The three of them walked forward along the secret road. When they reached the front, they saw that it was dark inside, and there was no way.

Feng Aotian held the hands of Father Cat and Mu Hanyao, then closed his eyes, stood on the spot, and rotated them with them. After a long time, he felt the ground under his feet move. Father Cat and Mu Hanyao felt that their bodies were hanging down. They both opened their eyes, it was still dark, and they couldn't see their fingers.

A cold wind came from my ears, until the hour of half a cup of tea, the three of them fell on the ground, Feng Ao went up to the sky, knocking on the side of the rock wall, and saw the rock wall slowly moving away, and a beam of sunlight shot in. The three closed their eyes together, and the sunlight was dazzling.

Feng Aotian took the lead to walk out, and saw two guards waiting on both sides, but the secret guards. The cat father looked at the person beside him, and recognized that it was the soul at a glance. The corner of his mouth curled up and looked at the soul, meaning It's very clear, I dare to hide something from him, and how to deal with you when I go back.

The soul pretended not to see the sharp eyes of the cat, then stepped forward and followed Feng Aotian's side, "Master, the weapon has been built, there are 20,000 long spears, 30,000 short guns, and long swords. There are ten thousand and twenty thousand short knives."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then looked at Mu Hanyao behind him, "Follow him in and see if you are satisfied."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao was wearing silver armor, his expression showing curiosity, and followed Feng Aotian into the house.

Papa Cat looked at the soul beside him with a grudge, then raised his foot and stepped on the soul's feet fiercely. The pain was in a cold sweat, and he bit his lips and resisted.

Only then did Mr. Cat relieved a little bit of anger, and quickly stepped forward, holding Feng Aotian's arm and walking inward.

After entering, it is even more clear.

"The master here has collected the best blacksmiths and craftsmen in the country, and those of the Ministry of War are incomparable." Feng Aotian said as he moved forward, he picked up the weapon and tried his weight.

As soon as she moved her wrist, the spear in her hand sent to Mu Hanyao. Mu Hanyao quickly backed away, then avoided, drew out the saber around her waist, and attacked Feng Aotian.

Looking at the situation like this, the cat father-in-law wanted to step forward and beat Mu Hanyao violently. It's a pity that he looked at him as if he was fighting.

He took the short spear on one side with a jealous look, his figure flashed, and then he attacked Mu Hanyao, moving extremely fast, even more unexpectedly.

Feng Aotian hurriedly stopped, then landed, watching the two of them with interest, her eyes flashed coldly, and she lowered her head to examine the other weapons.

Mao's father-in-law's martial arts is extremely high, comparable to Feng Aotian, but Mu Hanyao is slightly inferior, and within a moment, the saber in his hand is shot in half by a short spear.

Plug-in-law turned around, and the spear pointed at Mu Hanyao's neck. Feng Aotian hurriedly flew up, grabbed Mu Hanyao's waist, and avoided the shot of P-Moo.

The cat father-in-law waved the short spear boringly and stuck it on one side of the wall, looking sadly at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at his appearance, and then said, "If you mess around anymore, you will stay here and serve as a supervising army."

Mao father-in-law quickly put away his sad expression, and quickly stepped forward, leaning on Feng Aotian's shoulder, "Master, the servant just wants to try this weapon."

Feng Aotian tilted his shoulders, avoiding his head leaning on his shoulders, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "How about this weapon?"

Mu Hanyao picked up the spear on his side, the weight was just right, but the power was excellent, he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, this spear does not seem to be an ordinary spear." /

"Yeah." Feng Aotian also took a long spear, and then said, "Master added sharpness and flexibility to the original one, and..." she said, then wrestled the gun, and the spear changed. It became a shotgun.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward, took the shortened spear in Feng Aotian's hand, stroked it, raised his eyes, and revealed a pleasant smile, "So, it is very convenient to carry."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian then opened the spear head of the long spear in his hand, and there was a short arrow inside. Feng Aotian looked at him, "Press here to shoot the short arrow from the spear head. , In this case, even a close killing can be fatal in one blow."

Mu Hanyao nodded again and again. In this case, not only would the original spear function be maintained, but it could also be used for other purposes. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, who is this method? Thought of it?"

"Far away in the sky, right in front of you." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Satisfied?"

"Well, it's very good, very good." Mu Hanyao touched her fondly, then looked at her, "What about the other weapons?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't worry, take your time."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, and followed Feng Aotian's re-improved weapons one by one, thinking that this would reduce casualties.

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