This Lord is Too Cruel: 113 You want to dedicate yourself?

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 113 you want to dedicate yourself?

"Let's talk about it. Shu Chi Wuyan" Feng Aotian stared at Mu Hanjin and said in a low voice.

Mu Hanjin raised her hand, untied her belt, untied her robe, raised Feng Aotian's hand to his heart, and said in a low voice, "The emperor, what can you feel? "

Feng Aotian looked at his jade-like face, closed her eyes slightly, feeling it, and only felt that his heartbeat was very weak and cold, and she opened her eyes suddenly, "You..."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms and sighed faintly, "If he vomits blood twice more, the minister will... The minister did not expect the poison to attack so quickly, the minister thought he could accompany you three times. Two years ago, but now..."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, hugged Mu Hanjin tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Then you still haven't said the way to relieve the curse."

Mu Hanjin leaned quietly in her arms, "The only solution is to put it to death and live afterwards. The curse in the court is cold. There is a volcano in the wind clan, and a thousand years of formation under the mountain. The hot spring may be able to resist the poison in the body of the minister, but the emperor must put the minister in the hot spring pool before the death of the minister three days ago, and the minister must stay in the hot spring pool for ninety-one eighty-one days. This is the first death ; Then, the Yin Qi of nine women must be used to make up for the lost essence in the subject. This is the second death."

"No." Feng Aotian wanted to make him happy with the nine women, her eyes flashed coldly, "You are the master."

Mu Hanjin’s eyes dimmed, he didn’t know it, but, as long as there were other ways, he would definitely not take the risk, because now he only wants to stay by her side, even if he is rejected by her, he is there. Do not hesitate.

Feng Aotian then asked, "Is there no other way?"

"The reason why each generation of the Wind Clan has been cursed is because a thousand years ago, the patriarch of the Wind Clan fell in love with the Wang Zun at that time. Unfortunately, the Wang Zun had no affection for him. After helping Wang Zun to dominate the world, he committed suicide in front of him. Since then, in order to prevent this from happening again, he has cast a love curse for the patriarchs of the Feng clan of each generation. If he is moved to Wang Zun, the love curse will be It started. At that time, when the minister determined that the emperor refers to the emperor, the master told the minister not to be moved by you, but at that time, the minister had unknowingly given his heart to the emperor. After that, I have been struggling. , I want to get rid of it, but sink deeper and deeper, until the poison is released." Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, slowly talking.

Feng Aotian listened to Mu Hanjin's words, "So, must there be nine women?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, her hands in her sleeves tightly closed, "The emperor, the minister does not want to detoxify, but he does not want to die or leave you."

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "Isn't it possible, Lord?"

Mu Hanjin was startled, staring at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, you are a man, you can't..."

Feng Aotian helped his forehead, and had a headache, "If so, how about one woman?"

"The person must be born on the same day as Wang Zun, and a person of the same blood as Wang Zun, and more importantly, he can truly love his minister and be connected with each other." Mu Hanjin looked down, stretched out his hand, and circled it. Her waist, "Otherwise, only nine women born on the lunar calendar can be used."

Feng Aotian's eyes turned slightly, "What about the third death?"

"The third death is to jump into the thousand-year cold pool, seven to forty-nine days." Mu Hanjin whispered.

"Go on." Feng Aotian knows that this road to relieve the curse is extremely difficult. The thousand-year hot spring pool must have no grass and high toxicity. The thousand-year cold pool is extremely cold, if not. A strong-willed person will freeze to death as soon as he jumps, and every calamity is death.

"The fourth death is to take the most poisonous poison among the nine in the world. The nine most poisonous poisons in the world are poisons against the curse toxins. If the minister has not died of poison within nine days, he must Melting these nine poisons into one's body is the fifth death; if it can be thoroughly integrated, the next step is to drink the blood of the nine most poisonous poisons in the world for nine days. It is the sixth death; if it is able to survive, the nine poisons must be boiled into soup and drink, and this is the seventh death." Mu Hanjin whispered.

Feng Aotian listened, every step of this is death, "How about the eighth and ninth?"

"The eighth death will drink and forget the love, and will completely forget everything about the minister and the emperor." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and stared at her, with a bitter mouth overflowing.

"Where is the ninth?" Feng Aotian's red lips twitched slightly, stroking his back.

"If he can survive the eighth death, then the minister's body will die, and his own soul will fly out. In this case, Wang Zun needs to personally bring the minister's body into the Wind Clan’s Wannian Yuntan. "Blood for blood, life for life." Mu Hanjin said immediately.

"Sure enough, he complied with what the Golden Scroll said, and died. This last death is a rebellion, because for thousands of years, no king has been willing to do this for his own world?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and said to Mu Hanjin.

"Yes, this is the nine deaths. If you can survive these nine deaths, it will be a lifetime." Mu Hanjin smiled, "The emperor, the minister does not want you to take risks for the minister."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin. This was the first time she came to this world. Someone was able to stay by her side without hesitation. Even if she died, she was still thinking about her. Maybe, Early on, she recognized him. She lowered her head, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Master will not let you leave his side. You must survive these nine deaths."

Mu Hanjin's hands are trembling, his heart has melted at this moment, this is fate, fate is so, he cannot change, is destined to fall in love with her and die for her, but in the end, he does not hesitate Using his own vitality to find this way to finally release the curse, he must survive.

Feng Aotian hugged Mu Hanjin tightly, and she whispered, "So, do you have six days to stay by your side?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The emperor, the minister is not clean, do you still want a minister?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked his lips with his fingertips, "You remember, you will always be the Lord's person, even if it is the second death, the Lord will definitely make you his person." /

Mu Hanjin's eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered, "The emperor...the minister..."

Feng Aotian lifted the silver hair on his chest, and then asked, "You drink and forget your emotions, but if you are alive, will you still recognize the Lord?"

"I don't know." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "In these thousands of years, no one has survived the ninth death, so naturally there is no life."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Whether you remember the Lord, you are the Lord, and the Lord will not let anyone take you away."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms. He was fortunate that he could give her his heart, not someone else. He must stand in front of her alive and stay with her.

Mu Hanyao finally woke up, got up from the bed, and saw Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin sitting on the soft bed embracing each other, his eyes flashed with sadness, and then he got off the bed, just the two of them. He heard the dialogue clearly, and at this moment, he realized that his second brother turned out to be the patriarch of the Wind Clan, and the emperor turned out to be the destined king.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that Mu Hanyao had already stepped forward and knelt in front of her. She stretched out her hand, helped him up, and held his hand, "Did you sleep well?"

"Very good." Mu Hanyao felt that these were the two days he had slept most peacefully in these years. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin in Feng Aotian's arms, not knowing how to speak.

Feng Aotian went on to say, "His life can only be his father's, and your life can only be his father's, you know?"

Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian, his cold eyes flashed with brilliant light, and nodded, "The minister understands."

Feng Aotian understands that Mu Hanyao's heart is slowly approaching her, and they are slowly changing in these days of getting along. This is a good thing for her, Feng Guo They are indispensable for future growth.

"Go and wash." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and continued.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, then turned and left.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "After a while, I will return to Beijing. I will leave it to your eldest brother and Chiba. In the capital, tomorrow is the day when the women's scientific examination is released, and I will go. Look at Feng Guo’s first female official."

Mu Hanjin still reluctantly leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The emperor, once this female official has a precedent, there will be no peace in the court."

"My master just wants to show them, the female officer is amazing." Feng Aotian shot a sly in his phoenix eyes, and said in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian. At this time, all he could do was to arrange the affairs of the court before he left. He just didn't know what happened to Jing Shu? There is no news yet.

Mu Hanyao washed, dressed properly, and walked to Feng Aotian, "The emperor, you want to go?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Reluctant to bear him?"

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao looked at her and nodded. He was really reluctant. After coming back this time, he was even more reluctant.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Qiguo will definitely send troops again these few days. Dugu Xingye should not be underestimated. In these few days, there is still something to do in the capital. Master must go back first. Master believes that it will be just around the corner. ."

"The minister understands." Mu Hanyao nodded.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, stared at him, and looked sideways at Mu Hanjin, "Master, take your eldest brother out for a walk."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded, raised her eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao, turned around, and walked to the bed.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao's hand and walked out of the camp.

Mu Hanjin turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's back. He stretched out his hand, tied his belt around his body, and covered his heart, his eyes flashed with sadness, can he really make it through?

Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, silent.

A flying eagle hovered in the sky, and then landed on Mu Hanyao's shoulder.

She looked sideways, looking at the eagle, "Well, I'm well raised."

"These days, when the minister is not there, it has gotten closer to Qianye." Mu Hanyao turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian smiled, the two of them walked out of the camp and walked slowly forward. When they reached a clearing, she stopped and faced him, "If you have anything to say to the Lord Say it."

Mu Hanyao’s stern face did not have any emotions, but stood straight in front of her, and the eagle on his shoulder flew away with interest. He stepped forward and took Feng Aotian into his arms, "The minister is Isn't it crazy?"

Feng Aotian heard his strong heartbeat and the helplessness in his tone, a light smile flashed in her eyes, allowing him to hold herself.

Mu Hanyao hugged Feng Aotian extremely tightly, remembering what happened behind the screen that day, his eyes sank, he lowered his head, kissed her lips strongly, biting fiercely.

Feng Aotian raised his head, catering to his kiss, knowing his abnormality, but I don't know, he really showed his domineering nature, and now he is more and more disregarding her deterrence.

Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice, "The emperor, the minister will guard Feng Country and guard you."

Feng Aotian's mouth was filled with a smile, raised his hand, stroking his handsome face, and his perseverance made her clearly feel his heartfelt promise to her.

Mu Hanyao has never circumscribed things that he recognizes. He understands that his mind about Feng Aotian has become different. Even if he is, the man in front of him is a man, the king of a country, but he is right She has developed a feeling of surpassing the emperor.

Feng Aotian squeezed Mu Hanyao's hand, "Okay, let's go back."

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao wished to stay with her for a few more days, but he still knew clearly what was her first identity?

Feng Aotian led Mu Hanyao back to the barracks, and saw Leng Qianye was already drunk and unconscious, and was carried into the camp. She thought that Leng Qianye was always a calm and self-sufficient person, even this For a few days to accompany the soldiers to drink, it is impossible to indulge yourself so much.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, go and see him."

Feng Aotian had this intention and looked at him and said, "You must have something to say to Han Jin, go."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao still looked cold, then turned around and walked towards her camp.

Feng Aotian stepped into the camp, and saw that Leng Qianye hadn't taken off his shirt. The camp was full of alcohol and he was lying on the bed.

She stepped forward slowly, watching his dusty face glowing with crimson, and he could clearly hear the light breathing between his nose. She took out the silk kerchief, moistened it, and wiped the wine marks on the corner of his mouth. Raising his hand, he unfastened the belt of his shirt.

Her hands were held in Leng Qianye's hands. She raised her eyes and met his cold jade dark eyes, revealing an endless indifference. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "How can I sleep well like this?"

Leng Qianye kept pressing her hand and stared at her unsatisfactorily. After a long time, he released his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, knowing that he was drunk, unbuttoned his robe, helped him up, let him lean in her arms, she counted all the clothes on him Taking it off, revealing his white jade-like skin, she raised her hand, sucked one side of her coat into her palm, and changed it for him. She lay him flat on the bed, covered with a quilt, and removed the blue silk from his forehead. In a low voice, "Master is gone."

She lowered her head, gave a light kiss under the corner of his lips, then got up and left the camp.

Leng Qianye, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly and watched the curtain covering her figure. He raised his hand, stroked his lips, gathered the quilt, closed his eyes, An Ran Go to sleep.

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp in Leng Qianye, and saw Mu Hanjin and Mu Hanyao step out of the camp, the two expressions were light, "Okay, I will return to Beijing, and the border will be handed over to you and Qianye Up."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, bowed and said, "Chen Gong sent the emperor!"

Mu Hanjin stepped forward, holding Feng Aotian's hand, and the two turned and left the barracks, rode Aoxue, turned their eyes, glanced at Mu Hanyao, and left the border.

Mu Hanyao stood there solemnly, watching Feng Aotian leave, he turned around coldly and stepped into the barracks.

Leng Qianye was wearing a silver-gray shirt, standing outside the camp, watching Mu Hanyao slowly walking towards him.

"She was really chic, so she left." Leng Qianye sneered and looked at Mu Hanyao.

Mu Hanyao looked down, "She has to go."

Leng Qianye understood in his heart that her identity, his indifferent face, flashed through a gloom, and then turned around, "I'm going to rest, and I will leave it to you for the next two days."

Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, wondering when he was so stingy?

In the imperial palace, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng just stepped out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Tomorrow is the day for the list. They finally finished reviewing the exam papers. They raised their eyes and watched the rare good weather outside. Rushed to the palace.

The victory in the first battle at the border has spread throughout Fengguo, and the people are even more talking about it. For them, they have not won such a triumphant battle against Qiguo over the years.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng naturally also know that Yi Mu’s health is not good, and these hours of work make him look a little tired. In the carriage, he took out the silk kerchief, covered the corners of his mouth, and coughed lightly. His complexion was paler than before.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and stared at him, "I see you rest these days."

"Cough cough..." Yi Mu coughed a few times, then looked at Gu Yefeng, "The emperor has not yet returned to Beijing. Tomorrow is the day when the list will be released. There are still many things in the court. If I rest, How can it work."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and stared at Gu Yefeng, "I'll talk about it after these days."

Gu Yefeng shook his head and said, "Then go back to the palace, ask the royal doctor to show you."

"It's useless." Yi Mu lay on his side in the carriage and whispered, "I know my body."

"Hey." Gu Yefeng shook his head, also knowing his temperament, and stopped talking.

On this day, Mu Hanyao ordered the entire army to rest, to rectify tomorrow morning, and start training, while Leng Qianye was lying on the bed and fell asleep peacefully without leaving the camp for two consecutive days.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin rode Aoxue and rushed back to the capital that night.

Mrs. Cat naturally got the news early in the morning, and he stood outside the Emperor's Chamber and waited early.

From a distance, I saw Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin turning over and getting off their horses. He greeted him quickly and threw himself into Feng Aotian's arms. "Master, you are finally back. The slave wants to kill you."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at the black green on his father-in-law's eyes, and the corner of his mouth hooked, "Okay, you will be stuck as soon as you come back."

"The minion doesn't stick to the master, but who else can he stick to, master, you are so cruel, these days, throw the minion in the palace." The cat father cried while pulling Feng Aotian's sleeves.

Listening to his cry, Feng Aotian suddenly got a headache, then pulled him away from his arms, "Okay, I have business to do."

"Hey, master, that Lan Jingshu is still at the old drunkard's place. I don't know whether it is alive or dead." The cat father still dragged Feng Aotian's sleeves and followed her into the palace.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, staring at him coldly, "Master is hungry."

Seeing Feng Aotian's cold look, Mr. Cat quickly loosened her sleeves, "The servant is going to prepare dinner."

Feng Aotian then stepped forward and entered the palace. Turning his eyes, he saw Mu Hanjin holding his heart and walking forward slowly.

She knew that he must have been working hard these few days, she took him into her arms, raised her hand, and covered his forehead, "sweating coldly."

"The emperor, the minister is fine." Mu Hanjin leaned weakly in her arms and whispered.

Feng Aotian looked at her like this, except for distressed distress, she raised her hand and held his hand tightly, "After six days, the Lord will send you back to Feng Clan."

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "The emperor, the minister will hold on."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, "You must go through it. If you don't go through it, the master will forget you."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed a light smile, "Okay."

Mao Gong-gong came in with the soup medicine and looked at Feng Aotian holding Mu Hanjin. He could tell at a glance that Mu Hanjin must have been seriously injured, and then said, "Master, you haven't Drink medicine."

"Well, let the master take care of these few sunsets, and the master should take care of them as soon as possible." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, after September 1981, less than March, she wanted When he reached his second death, he came to Kuishui.

The father-in-law Mao was startled, his eyes turned slightly, and his heart was joyful. Isn't the master eager to let him dedicate his life?

Feng Aotian took the decoction and drank it in one sip, but she couldn't feel the bitterness at all. She bowed her head and stared at Mu Hanjin, "Go to dinner."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin answered, leaning against her arms, and the two walked to the table.

The cat's father-in-law looked at Feng Aotian being too kind to Mu Hanjin, and curled his mouth in dissatisfaction.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him like this, and then said, "What have you been doing these days?"

"What else can the minion do, of course, it is the master who is thinking about it." Father Cat said, his eyes were sour.

Feng Aotian stretched out her hand and held his hand in her palm. For her, she should cherish the person who can accompany her all the way in such an environment.

The cat's father-in-law lowered his head and watched Feng Aotian holding his hand with a charming smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he stepped forward and leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "Master..."

Feng Aotian whispered, "Sit down."

"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, then sat beside her.

Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng also got the news of her return to the palace, so they rushed over.

Feng Aotian looked at Yi Mu's complexion, "Tomorrow you can rest alive, you are not allowed to go to court, and you are not allowed to be busy in court."

"The emperor, the minister is fine." Yi Mu hurriedly bowed his head and replied.

"Huh?" Feng Aotian said coldly.

Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's gloomy expression, and then replied, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng a lot more haggard in the past few days, but looked a lot more mature than when she first entered the palace, she went on to say, "Sit down and eat together."

"Yes." The two responded, and then they stepped forward.

After dinner, after Yi Mu reported the affairs of the past few days one by one, Feng Aotian was sent back to the palace to rest.

Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian and felt that the emperor looked cold-blooded and ruthless on the surface, and he was still very sympathetic to his subordinates.

At this time, Si Xi hurriedly stepped into the palace and reported in a low voice, "The emperor, Concubine Lan is awake."

Feng Aotian listened, and a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Well, send someone to return him to Jinxuan Palace."

"Yes." Si Xi answered, and then stepped out.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "You have been resting here these few days."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded softly, raising her eyes, and meeting the dissatisfied eyes from the cat.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Let's go, Lord will send you back."

"No, the emperor, the minister himself can go back." Gu Yefeng thought that if he let him be alone with Feng Aotian, he would feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Aotian did not reluctantly, looking towards Sixi, "Send Gu Yefeng back to the palace."

"Yes." Si Xi replied, and then personally stepped forward, pushing Gu Yefeng to leave the Imperial Palace.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Grandpa Cat looking at her with a bitter expression. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Lord come back, you will look like this."

"Master, the slave misses you." Father Cat threw himself into Feng Aotian's arms and said softly.

When Feng Aotian didn't know his true identity, she would definitely push the cat away, but now, knowing his identity, she is accustomed to his sticky actions.

"Lord go to read the Jingshu, you will accompany Han Jin to the lord." Feng Aotian pushed the cat father-in-law away from her, got up, and left the palace.

Papa Cat looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and then said, "Are you going to die?"

Mu Hanjin doesn't mind father-in-law's direct and poisonous words, "Yes."

The father-in-law cat then sat next to him, "If it was placed in the past, if the Sajia knew that you were going to die, he would be happy, or he would send you to Huangquan with his own hands, but now, the Sajia knows that if you die , The master will definitely be sad, so if you think of a way, live well."

Mu Hanjin naturally understands that Mr. Cat is a thoughtful person. He can’t help thinking that those who can stay with the emperor are not simple people. For example, Mr. Feng, although he does not know martial arts, but Being able to manage everything in Feng Ao Tian Palace very well, such as the cat in front of him, is not simple.

"I'll be alive." Mu Hanjin looked at Father Cat and said.

The cat father-in-law picked up the tea cup and stopped talking.

Mu Hanjin got up from the soft couch and walked towards the inner hall.

Feng Aotian stepped up and walked slowly towards Jinxuan Palace. This way, she was thinking back to the scene of being with Lan Jingshu. These days, she was worried about him, and now she was finally relieved.

Jingxi also welcomed her master back to the palace just now, looking at Lan Jingshu with tears streaming down her face.

Feng Aotian stepped into the dormitory, and heard Jingxi crying in the dormitory, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, then stepped into the dormitory and walked to the inner hall.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, then looked at Feng Aotian's eyes, he was slightly startled, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly getting up.

When Jingxi saw this, she hurriedly stepped forward to support him, turned her eyes, and saw Feng Aotian had already walked over.

He knelt on the ground quickly, "Minions see the emperor!"

"Retreat." Feng Aotian waved his hand.

Lan Jingshu propped her body and sat on the bed.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, took him into his arms, stroked his pale face, "Are you waiting for the Lord to come back?"

"The emperor." Lan Jingshu's voice was low, raising his eyes and watching her.

Feng Aotian looked at him wearing only a shirt. She raised her hand and untied the silk tape he had tied around her waist. She saw the gauze tied around her waist and she gently stroked," Tell him again what you were going to say to him that day."

Lan Jingshu leaned weakly in her arms, his face flashed with crimson, and his lips pressed tightly. Now he has no courage to say anything.

Feng Aotian smiled, stretched out his hand, closed his shirt and covered the brocade, "Keep it well."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, really relieved that Feng Aotian didn't question him again.

Feng Aotian laid him flat on the bed, sitting on one side, "Go to sleep."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly and closed his eyes slowly. Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, stroked his face, held his hand and leaned to one side. After waiting for a long time, he saw that he fell asleep. , Got up and left the bedroom.

Jingxi watched Feng Aotian leave, then looked at her master who was lying on the bed, and sighed.

Since Feng Aotian went back to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, he saw Mr. Cat greeted him and said, "Master, Concubine Mu has bathed and undressed. The servant will wait for you to take a bath."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded. She was indeed a little tired from the dust of the past few days, and then stepped into the screen.

Plug-in-law undressed her personally. She lay in the tub, raised her head, and closed her eyes.

The cat's father rolled up his sleeves and kneaded for her, then looked at Feng Aotian's chest, which was a bit bigger than before, and then stretched out his hand, pulsed, and counted the time.

Feng Aotian is indeed a little tired, letting Mr. Cat knead for her to relieve the fatigue, while Mr. Cat is kneading, a sly light flashes in his eyes, and then slowly moves down. Kneeling before the bath tub, bowed his head and kissed Feng Aotian's earlobe.

Feng Aotian did not open his eyes, and said coldly, "Want to be thrown out?"

The cat father-in-law licked the tip of his tongue and said softly, "The master, the slave also wants to kiss the master."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, turned his eyes, and stared at him, "Yes, you can do it if you are the master."

The cat drooped his head and pouted, "Master, you are partial."

Feng Aotian listened to his words, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Master is eccentric, so what?"

The father-in-law Mao then got up, twisted his waist, and was about to leave, but Feng Aotian raised his hand and held him.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the slave is sad."

Feng Aotian pulled hard, and his body fell into the bathtub, his body was soaked, his clothes stuck to him, and he leaned against Feng Aotian's chest, his eyes flashed slyly, and he kissed On Feng Aotian's lips.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pushed him away, "He asked you to pinch him, not let you eat his tofu."

The cat father-in-law licked Feng Aotian's lips, his chest was pressed again, and his hands touched Feng Aotian's chest, "Master, the slave is clearing your bones."

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Looking for death."

Mother Cat quickly let go and sat down in the tub aggrieved, regardless, leaning against her arms, "Master, if you are angry, kill the minion."

"You want to crush the Lord." Feng Aotian felt that he couldn't breathe now, and said coldly.

When Mr. Cat saw this, he left the tub unwillingly, dragged his clothes and stood beside the tub.

Feng Aotian looked at him, stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and then said, "What are you still doing? You are taking advantage of your master, and you still feel wronged."

The cat pouted and looked at Feng Aotian grievously, "Master, you dislike a slave."

Feng Aotian stared at the already spent face of Mr. Cat, and then said, "You look in the mirror and see how you look like."

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Mr. Cat hurriedly walked to the dressing table, and when he saw what he looked like, he turned around and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the servant will not make up in the future."

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "It's good for ghosts to be sad, and you can continue painting for the master."

Pluto cat shook his head and said, "No, the master dislikes minions. Minions don't paint."

Feng Aotian didn't want to pester him, and then got up from the bathtub, "I don't want to change my clothes yet."

"Yes." Father Cat accepted it when he saw it, and quickly stepped forward to change clothes for Feng Aotian, and then the two walked out of the screen.

"Are you going to go out with your clothes wet?" Feng Aotian stared at Father Cat and said in a low voice.

"Anyway, it was the master who made the minion wet. It doesn't matter." Mr. Cat waved his hand, then turned around and left the inner hall.

Feng Aotian felt strange when he heard what the father-in-law said, and then turned around and saw Mu Hanjin lying on the bed, watching her.

She hooked the corner of her mouth, then stepped forward, lying between him and Feng Yinqi, turning her eyes, looking at Feng Yinqi's still sleeping face, "I don't know when he will wake up."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, "The emperor, the minister wants to leave the best to you."

Feng Aotian turned around, took him into his arms, lowered his head and asked, "Are you planning to dedicate yourself tonight?"

Mu Hanjin's face was reddish, and she whispered, "The minister has seen pictures about the pleasure of a man's boudoir..."

Feng Aotian laughed dumbly. Although she was a man, she really couldn't do anything. However, Feng Aotian had other plans in his current mind.

She leaned sideways and said, "Don't you want to wait and dedicate yourself after you get through?"

"The ministers at that time were already dirty." Mu Hanjin said quietly.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "You will always be yours."

Mu Hanjin leaned in Feng Aotian’s arms. After this second death, his body no longer belonged to her. I am afraid that at that time, even if he can stay by her side alive, he will not Will allow her to touch his dirty body.

Feng Aotian patted the back of Mu Hanjin's hand lightly, "Go to sleep, you have to raise your body these few days."

"The emperor..." Mu Hanjin stood up slightly, looked at her, and unbuttoned her clothes, "Can't it be done?"

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, closed his shirt, kissed his eyebrows, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Be good, the future will be long."

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes, he understood that she didn't want to make herself too tired, but after a few days, he just...

Feng Aotian took him into his arms, and the two embraced each other. She sighed faintly. She really couldn't handle this kind of thing now.

Early the next morning, Feng Aotian got up early, looked at Mu Hanjin who was sleeping peacefully beside him, lowered his head, gave a kiss to the corner of his lips, and then went to the dragon bed.

The father-in-law cat is already outside the dormitory with a smile, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that he didn't remove his makeup, he still looks like that, thinking that after watching it for a long time, I'm really used to it. If so, let him stand That enchanting face was too swagger.

After Feng Aotian wore it, he went to the morning court. The officials were silent, thinking about what happened in these days, they dare not say much now.

Today, neither the prime minister nor the prime minister went to the morning court. Gu Yefeng was sitting in a wheelchair and standing in the first place. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's cold childish face. He reported the affairs of the court in the past few days one by one.

Feng Aotian announced the award to the frontier. It will be released today. Three days later, it will be the palace exam, and then the first female champion of Feng Guo will be selected.

Hundred officials feel uncomfortable when they think of this. They are really dissatisfied with women being officials. Because, for thousands of years, there has not been a precedent for women to be officials in the court. How can they accept this sudden change? , Thinking that they would go to court with the woman in the future, they were dissatisfied, but they were more afraid of the current emperor.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian went back to the Imperial Palace and looked at the list on the top of the list. Because there were only 20 women who participated in the women’s scientific examination this time, the top eight were selected. Then, the champion, Second place and search for flowers.

Feng Aotian looked at the list inside and saw Leng Peihan's name at a glance. He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "Bring Leng Peihan's exam paper, and show him."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng was ready, took out Leng Peihan's examination paper and handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian unfolded and looked, "Well, it's interesting."

Gu Yefeng slandered, shouldn't you say, good, or excellent? What does it mean?

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Now, you may be competent for the post of the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

"The minister is already familiar with it." Gu Yefeng thought that after all these things, if he could not become familiar with it as soon as possible, he would have read the books of these years for nothing.

Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng more calmly than before, and nodded in satisfaction, "After three days, the questions for the palace exam will be handed over to you."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, somewhat puzzled, "The emperor, this..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, don't you dare?"

Gu Yefeng listened to Feng Aotian's contemptuous tone, and quickly cold his face, and then replied, "Who said the minister would not dare?"

Feng Aotian then nodded, "I will leave it to you."

"The minister leads the decree." Gu Yefeng responded, then raised his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, today's memorial?"

"It's okay, Yi Mu and Jing Shu are not in good shape, so they will be handed over to the Lord and you." Feng Aotian thought of these days of exercise, Gu Yefeng should be alone.

Gu Yefeng nodded and said, then, supported by Sixi, he got on the soft couch, sat cross-legged in front of Feng Aotian, and began to review the memorial.

Mu Hanjin stayed asleep on the dragon couch until night, only to wake up faintly. Just after waking up, she felt a pain in her heart and vomited blood.

Feng Aotian also sensed that she hurriedly flew out of the study, walked in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, and saw that the red line had crossed the arm, she raised her eyes and stared He, "Are there two more?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, and said palely, "When he vomited blood for the last time, the minister would return to the Feng Clan."

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