This Lord is Too Cruel: 157 Jagged Tenderness

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Seeing that he was obedient a lot, Feng Aotian lowered his head and sucked out the poisonous blood from the wound on his body. Then, he cleaned the wound, applied good medicine, bandaged it, and looked at the meteor," Bring three tea cups here."

Meteor looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you want to cut your blood again?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How do you know it's not the first time for you?"

"Every time you cut your blood, I can feel it. It's really painful." Meteor shivered when he thought of it.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Not going yet."

The meteor hung his head, slowly brought the tea cup over, holding it in both hands.

Feng Aotian took out the dagger in his arms, raised his hand, and cut it to the wrist, but was held by a big hand. Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "If you don't want to die, please behave. ."

Mu Hanyao shook his head, looking at the two shallow scars on her wrist, "The emperor, no."

Feng Aotian lowered his head, sealed his chapped lips, and whispered, "Do you want to die or live?"

Mu Hanyao opened his eyes and looked at her. At this moment, he wanted to live. He had never had such a desire to live well, but he loved her even more.

Feng Aotian flicked his dagger on his wrist when he was stunned, and the blood dripped into the teacup. The meteor looked at it and it made me feel distressed. Even the little white snake's eyes were tearful. If you can let it replace Enough.

Mu Hanyao watched the blood drip from her white wrist into the teacup, and his heart was dripping with blood at this moment.

I don’t know how long it took, Mu Hanyao was suffocated with pain, Feng Aotian put his wrists away, clicked on the acupuncture points, took the teacup with his other hand, and passed the teacup to the corner of his mouth. I'm going to drink it, there is not a drop left."

Mu Hanyao opened his mouth with difficulty, raised his eyes, and looked at her all the time. When a **** smell came on his face, he closed his eyes, no one knew, the tears in his eyes at this moment.

He swallowed the blood in the teacup in one gulp, and the blood ran across his throat, but it was stinging. After drinking three cups, he resisted the pain in his heart, opened his eyes and looked at her.

Feng Aotian pulled Jin up and placed Jin on his body, raised his hand, and stroked his increasingly thin face due to hard work these days, "Go to sleep."

Mu Hanyao couldn't bear to close his eyes, looked at her stubbornly, lowered his head, and looked at the wound on his wrist that had been bandaged by the meteor. If he could, he would rather use his own blood to replace the lost blood on her body. .

Feng Aotian raised his hand, holding his somewhat stiff hand, "Aren't you sleeping?"

Mu Hanyao still looked at her, with deep eyes and the gloom of the dark moon, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and his chest couldn't help but undulate.

Meteor looked at Mu Hanyao, and smoothly pulled the little white snake from the bed, pulled it into his arms, and then walked out.

The little white snake leaned on the snake's head and kept looking at Feng Aotian, until he walked out of the house, it still couldn't bear to look back.

Meteor sat on the stone steps outside the house, supporting his chin in one hand and holding the white snake in the other, "Let’s stay here now."

The little white snake listened to the words of the meteor and knew that now, when they entered, it was interrupting their time alone, leaning in the arms of the meteor, with an urge to cry.

Meteor thinks of the thrills of Shucai, and now he feels scared, looking at the little white snake, "You will be better if you restore your human form, so that the Holy Lord will not cut blood again."

Little White Snake nodded, thinking about Feng Aotian's blood cut, it also felt panic.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "This injury is nothing compared to your life."

Mu Hanyao raised his hand, stroked her cheek with a thickly callused palm, then pressed her in his arms, holding him with all the strength he could recover, and said solemnly, " In the future, blood cutting is not allowed."

She didn’t know how much his heart hurt when she was cutting the blood. It was the kind of piercing pain that made him want to cramp and peel her bones, and she didn’t want her to suffer a little bit. bitter.

Listening to Mu Hanyao's slightly dumb voice, Feng Aotian raised his hand, and brushed his fingertips across the edge of his chest wound, "I still have the strength to speak."

Mu Hanyao's arm was injured, and one leg was injured, but he still endured the pain, turned Feng Aotian over, pushed him down on his side, and used his undamaged arm to She embraced them, pulled the quilt, and covered them, he whispered, "Go to sleep."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You are more courageous now, how dare you order the Lord."

Mu Hanyao turned his head, looked at her, lowered his head, and touched her lips lightly, "The emperor does not sleep, nor the ministers."

Feng Aotian was startled, blinking his eyes, Feng's eyes were bright, looking at him, then closing his eyes, "Okay, sleep."

Mu Hanyao watched her sleeping face with a faint smile in the corners of her eyes, then closed her eyes, finally unable to resist tiredness, and fell asleep, but the strong arm still embraced her, no A trace of slack.

Feng Aotian looked at him, never knowing that when he was still so overbearing, she couldn't help being a little dumb, but she liked the feeling of being held so much by him. It was safe and practical.

At this time, Feng Aotian slept very peacefully until dawn the next day. When she woke up, she looked at Mu Hanyao in her eyes. She stood up slightly, raised her hand, and covered his forehead, then Get his pulse.

Mu Hanyao looked at her unfavorably. At this moment, he wanted to indulge once, no matter what her identity is, no matter she is a man, no matter the secular prejudice, he just wants to guard her well. , He held her uninjured hand, pulled her gently, and pressed her against her body, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and gently sucked.

His movements are very soft and light. Although he has done this many times before, he is still a bit clumsy, but, that's it, he still cherishes this lingering and arduousness with his most gentleness ever. Kiss.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes, met Mu Hanyao's dark eyes, and stroked his blue silk lightly, his heavy breath sprayed on her crystal clear face, dyed with a faint blush, she wanted to turn over. Dominates, but he is tightly imprisoned, unable to move.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you know what you are doing now?"

Mu Hanyao lowered his head, leaned against her neck, and said in a low voice, "Does the emperor know what the minister wants to do now?"

Feng Aotian looked at the gloomy and unclear emotions flashing in his eyes. For the first time, she saw strong possession in his eyes, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Lord didn’t expect it. I have a leopard by my side."

Mu Hanyao lowered her head and bit her earlobe fiercely, her voice dull and magnetic, "The emperor, the minister is going crazy."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his back, letting him lean against her tightly. She could clearly hear his strong heartbeat and the thick, gushing breath.

"You." Feng Aotian whispered.

Mu Hanyao leaned on her, but he felt at ease and peace of mind that he had never felt before.

Feng Aotian let him hold him, maybe, this is his inner anxiety and fear, and only in this way can he truly feel her existence.

After a long time, Mu Hanyao slowly lay on one side, Feng Aotian leaned on his side, supporting his head with one hand, playing with the blue silk on his chest with the other, staring at him, "Alright?"

Mu Hanyao turned sideways, turned his back to her, and did not speak.

Feng Aotian encircled his waist from his back, and put his face on his broad back, "I have never seen you when you have a temper."

Mu Hanyao stiffened, opened his eyes, just looked ahead, thoughtfully, what is between them? What is he in her heart? When he is injured, she will come here without hesitation, but she is just as good to everyone. Sometimes, he doesn't understand, what is going on? What are you jealous of? However, he just wants to be more domineering, stronger, want to pull her into his arms, want to hold her, want her to stay by his side, but these thoughts are between him and her. The gap between them will never cross below the gap and be eliminated.

No matter how strong his heart is, but facing her like this, she always becomes extremely soft. What are they doing like this?

Feng Aotian doesn't know what he is thinking, but she understands that Mu Hanyao's mind is more fluctuating than usual now.

"The emperor, what is a minister to you?" Mu Hanyao was thinking about all the things she spent with her, the initial defense, hatred, helplessness, and later attraction, admiration, unable to extricate herself, until yesterday's Deep down, he understood that he was hopeless.

Feng Aotian was slightly startled, is she really too greedy? She didn't want to hurt everyone, but eventually hurt everyone.

She tried to get close to him, warming each other, but she didn't know how to answer.

Mu Hanyao sighed faintly, no matter what they were, he would still guard her, even in this life and this world, she could not completely belong to him.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, smashed his body, and asked him to look at himself, "You are irreplaceable in the Lord's heart."

Mu Hanyao took a bite and looked at her. Maybe he was afraid. He was afraid of her own heart, but only a momentary interest. He was afraid that one day he would lose her. Such endless waiting and Looking forward to make him feel extremely tired.

Mu Hanyao raised his hands and depicted her face without saying a word. For a long time, depressed emotions broke out in an instant. He bowed his head and kissed her lips forcefully, just wanting to vent himself These days of fear.

Meteor and Little White Snake sat outside all night. Now, the sky is bright, but there is no movement in the house. Little White Snake looked at the meteor and blinked its eyes.

Meteor looked at the little white snake, blinking his bright eyes, one person and one snake, you look at me, I look at you, resolving the inner distress.

A pink figure fell and stood in front of the meteor, then squatted, looking at him.

Meteor looked up, looked at the person in front of her, and saw her in the dust, while Xiao Bai Snake recognized the person in front of her at a glance, and then said, "She chased Ling Shuangxue yesterday."

Meteor looked at the woman in front of him, "Who are you?"

"Feng Qianning." Feng Qianning replied with a smile looking at the meteor.

Meteor tilted his head and looked at Feng Qianning, "The Holy Lord is not awake yet."

"It's okay, I'll wait for her." Feng Qianning also sat down beside Meteor, looking into the distance.

Meteor looked at Feng Qianning, and then said, "Your martial arts is good."

Feng Qianning chuckled again, "so-so."

Meteor thinks this person is interesting, he prefers such a frank person to Ling Shuangxue.

Little White Snake looked at Feng Qianning, and wanted to ask where Ling Shuangxue had gone. However, he felt that this matter had little to do with him, so he leaned in Meteor's arms and waited.

Feng Aotian got up and got off the bed, while Mu Hanyao lay quietly on the bed, but his eyes followed her, and the corners of his mouth made a faint smile. These years, he laughed the most today. time.

People who have been cold for too long laughed like a thousand-year-old ice and snow melted, with a faint coolness, refreshing, after Feng Aotian washed his face, looked sideways and looked at him, "What do you want to eat?"

Mu Hanyao looked at her, just looking at her with a small smile, "Everything is good."

Feng Aotian leaned over, dropped a light kiss on his forehead, turned around, left the inner hall, pushed open the door, and saw one big and one small sitting on the stone steps, she leaned on her side, leaning At the door, looking at the scene in front of you, he smiled and said, "The scenery is very good today?"

Meteor heard the sound, and quickly got up from the stone steps. After sitting for too long, his **** was a bit numb. When he got up, Meteor couldn't help frowning, then ran to Feng Aotian and leaned back. Head, looking at her, "Holy Lord, Meteor is wrong."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted his head, "Okay, go and prepare food for the Lord."

Meteor stopped the cry of crying, nodded hurriedly, turned around, ran away without a trace, ran to the restaurant in one breath, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, "Send your best meal to the yard."

The shopkeeper looked at the meteor and was naturally familiar with it. As soon as he heard that it was being sent to the train, his complexion became stiff, and he immediately responded, and then ordered someone to prepare.

"This little boy, I heard that the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom is the one who lives in the yard now, but really?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile, looking at the meteor.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't know." Meteor Shicai was still smiling brightly, and quickly pulled down his face, staring at the shopkeeper, as if to eat him.

Unexpected by the shopkeeper, a baby has such a cold eyes, and hastily stepped back, "Don’t be surprised, the little one is just curious."

"What is there to be curious about." Meteor rolled his head and stopped talking.

The shopkeeper was boring to ask, so he stopped asking, but ordered someone to prepare the meal. After a while, he packed it up, and Meteor ordered the person to take it with him.

The shopkeeper watched the meteor leave, quickly turned around, and returned to the house. He saw a man in a bright red shirt sitting in the house. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Master, Emperor Feng Qi is really going to the house."

"Yeah." The man in red nodded slightly, then got up, "Send the best three meals a day in the restaurant on time. Can you find out who poisoned you?"

"It's the prime minister of Wuyue Country, Ling Shuangxue. Yesterday, Mu Hanyao was tricked, and she was the one who did it. However, Ling Shuangxue seems to be missing." The shopkeeper quickly replied.

"Go ahead, if you have any news, even if you come to report." The man in red stood up, walked out of the house, and flew away.

The shopkeeper looked at the person who was leaving, wiping the sweat from his forehead, thinking that his master suddenly came before it was light this morning, thinking that something major had happened, but unexpectedly, it was because of such trivial matters.

The visitor was Wei Zimo. At this moment, he was landing on the eaves not far from the corridor, watching the door wide open, Feng Aotian was helping Mu Hanyao to get up, she was sitting on him with porridge On his side, he personally fed him porridge, the atmosphere in the room was very warm, really envious of others, his cold eyes flashed with a glimmer, and then flew away.

Feng Qianning and Meteor were sitting at the table using their meals. She sensed the indifferent breath, followed her gaze, and saw a bright red flying away. Obviously, she recognized it at a glance Who is it with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meteor looked at Feng Qianning with a sly smile, and hurriedly moved forward, "You smile so treacherously."

Feng Qianning looked at the meteor and quickly reduced her smile, "Is it too obvious?"

"Yeah." Meteor nodded, and then stopped asking her, instead using the meal to himself.

Mu Hanyao sat on the bed, looked at Feng Aotian, and ate the porridge she personally fed him bit by bit. His heart seemed to be flowing with a warm current that could not be melted. He was always a man of iron and blood, but , I never knew it, it turned out that the hundred-refining steel turned into a soft finger, it turned out to be so lingering.

Feng Aotian looked at him and couldn't help but smile, "This time I see you, why do you think you are getting stupid?"

Mu Hanyao paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

Feng Aotian shook his head amusedly. After feeding the porridge, he wiped the corners of his mouth, "rest well, I will take care of the side matters."

"The minister is fine." Mu Hanyao looked at her and said in a low voice, with him, he didn't want her to work too hard.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "I'm not obedient again."

Mu Hanyao shook his head, "The minister is really fine."

Feng Aotian knows that once he decides something, he will not hesitate. She went on to say, "You will rest for these two days. Anyway, Le Qiguo will not move."

Mu Hanyao nodded and said, "Okay."

Feng Aotian covered him with a quilt, got up, walked to the table, looked at Feng Qianning and Meteor, Xiaobai Snake jumped into his body and plunged directly into Feng from the Meteor who ignored it. Aotian's embrace.

It raised its head and looked at Feng Aotian, excited.

Feng Aotian stroked its snake head lightly, "What's the matter?"

The little white snake rubbed Feng Aotian's arm and squinted the snake eyes contentedly.

Feng Aotian looked at it with a low smile, then looked at Feng Qianning, "Where is Ling Shuangxue?"

"The subordinates followed her all the time, but she found out later." Feng Qianning put down the dishes and replied.

"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Which direction can you see her heading?"

"Bei Liguo's direction." Feng Qianning replied affirmatively.

"Bei Liguo?" Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, "Continue to send people to follow, as long as there is a trace of her, I will report immediately."

"Yes." Feng Qianning replied, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "The subordinates don't understand, why would she do something to Mu Hanyao?"

Feng Aotian was also thinking about this. Originally, she thought that Ling Shuangxue would deliberately keep it because she was moved by Ye Meixi. However, this move made her a little puzzled. Why?

"I will know in the future." Feng Aotian did not worry about knowing, and looked at Feng Qianning, "You have been out for too long now. Go back to the border earlier."

"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, and then picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.

Feng Aotian was eating while thinking about what was hidden in it.

Although Mu Hanyao was lying on the bed, his eyes always fell on Feng Aotian, watching her quietly using the meal, but his eyes were full of melancholy, thinking about what happened yesterday, in the future, this This kind of thing is afraid that it will happen frequently, he should learn to protect himself, not to make her work too hard.

Feng Aotian stopped eating, looked at the meteor, and said, "Did you not rest last night?"

Meteor nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, are you out of the air?"

Feng Aotian looked at him amused, "When did the Lord anger you?"

Meteor quickly smiled, then yawned, "Meteor is sleepy, go to the meeting."

"Go." Feng Aotian touched his head, lowered his head, and looked at the little white snake, who was already quietly nestled in her arms, sleeping soundly.

Feng Qianning curiously looked at the little white snake in Feng Aotian's arms, and then said, "Master, is it the legendary dragon?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you know?"

"Well, I have read an ancient book before, and it has been recorded that the dragon appeared, and Wang Zunxian." Feng Qianning continued.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "What do you want to know?"

"The subordinates also know that Mu Hanjin is the patriarch of the Feng Clan, and the Shenlong has appeared again, and the master is the king of heaven." Feng Qianning said bluntly.

Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "There are so many careful thoughts."

Feng Qianning replied without humility, "That's natural, otherwise, the subordinates are not pretending to be stupid all these years."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "What else do you know?"

Feng Qianning looked at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Why did Feihe Country return to Fengqi Country? There must be a reason for this, and the master must be the new Holy Lord of Feihe Country."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Yes, go on."

Feng Qianning went on to say, "Actually, the subordinates know that the emperor's mother and concubine are the last saint lord, and that's why my mother and concubine are left out in the cold."

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning, his eyes darkened, "How much do you know about the things that happened back then?"

"The subordinate only knows that the subordinate mother and concubine were the spies sent by the father to your mother concubine. Later, for unknown reasons, the father and the emperor died suddenly, and the emperor's mother and concubine died along with them. The subordinate's mother and concubine also died in depression." Feng Qianning said quietly.

"Why were you selected as the dark lord?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"The dark lord of each session will be searched by the previous dark lord. It is determined according to the birth date and the location. The subordinate was born at that time. When the subordinate was three years old, he was taken The first-term dark master secretly took it to train, and the subordinate's mother and concubine did not know the true identity of the subordinate." Feng Qianning said in a low voice, full of helplessness, "Actually, the subordinates don't know. What happened that year."