This Lord is Too Cruel: 166 Afraid that the Lord will leave you in the cold? (Two more)

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Master is too cruel, 166 afraid that he will leave you out of the cold? (Two more)

Feng Aotian looked at him, opened his mouth, and took a bite of his finger. Shu Chi Wuyan

Xing Wuyun didn't pull his hands, but looked at her with a smile.

Feng Aotian released, holding his finger in his hand, looking at the row of teeth marks on it, dumbfounded, raised his hand, took off his robe, only let him wear his shirt, for him Cover the quilt, "Let's rest."

Xing Wuyun nodded, and slowly closed his eyes. With her beside him, he felt more relieved than ever.

Feng Aotian lay on his side, staring at him quietly, until he saw that he was asleep, gave a light kiss to the corner of his lips, got up slowly, and walked out of the inner hall.

The cat father stood on one side and handed her the soup medicine, "Master, drink it while it's hot."

Feng Aotian took the decoction and drank it in one sip. After all, these few days have been accustomed to such bitterness, holding candied fruit, turning his eyes, looking at the shooting star holding one of the legs of the low table, drooling at the corner of his mouth, already Go to sleep deeply.

Feng Aotian looked at him funny, raised his eyes, and looked at Father Cat, "Master, go out."

"Okay." Father Cat responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian stepped up and left the emperor's sleeping hall. Father Cat stared at her leaving figure and stood there for a long time.

Feng Aotian walked to Jinxuan Palace on his own. Just after Lan Jingshu was bathed, he was drunk, but he was not sleepy. He lay down by the window, letting the cold wind blow on his cheeks. Slightly raised his head, closed his eyes, feeling the biting cold wind.

He put his hands around his chest and hugged himself tightly. Suddenly, he was taken into a warm embrace. He opened his eyes suddenly and met the eyes that entangled in his heart. He was excited for a moment.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Beware of the cold."

Lan Jingshu has a slightly drowsy face, and his eyes are faintly blurred. His voice is a bit low and dull, and he tremblingly calls, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian stroked his back and could feel his shaking at the moment. She raised her hand and the window fell, shutting off the cold wind. She sat on the soft couch and let him lean in her arms. Looking down at him, "Afraid that the Lord will leave you in the cold?"

Lan Jingshu shook his head, trying to say something, but still didn't know where to start.

Feng Aotian lifted his chin, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, his fingers ran across his cold skin with a trace of coolness, but a faint warmth arose.

Lan Jingshu closed his eyes and greeted her with a soft kiss. This long-lost feeling made him excited. He put his hands around her neck and leaned his body completely on In her arms, he realized that he really cared about her.

Feng Aotian knows that he has never complained or regrets, even if there is any sadness and pain, he will never show it, just bear it silently.

She lightly sniffed the unique fragrance of his body, took his hand to the soft couch, walked to the couch, he leaned in her arms, the two embraced, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "The Emperor , These few days have been hard?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you miss me?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded, not thinking, but very much, sometimes it hurts to think.

Feng Aotian lifted his jaw and looked at him, "Just thinking about it?"

Lan Jingshu retracted her gaze, a shy flash of light in her eyes, quietly leaning against her arms.

Feng Aotian knows his temperament is like this, even if there is a fire in his heart, he will not say anything beyond etiquette.

She knows that in the past few days since she came back, she has really ignored him, "Master watched you resting."

Lan Jingshu leaned against her arms and slowly closed his eyes. At this time, his heart was warm. This night, he seemed to have a long and beautiful dream. The emperor has an heir?

Seeing that he was asleep, Feng Aotian carefully got off the bed, left Jinxuan Palace, and rushed to Meixiang Palace. Feng Aotian felt that sometimes it is not a good thing to have more beautiful men. This night, it was so tossing.

However, she felt it was worth it. She walked into Gu Yefeng’s house and saw that he had not rested, but was bathing...

Feng Aotian stepped up, and after entering the screen, Gu Yefeng had a headache because of being drunk. He put one hand on the side of the bathtub and rubbed his eyebrows.

She looked at him like this, then took a step forward, walked behind him, raised her hand, covered his temple, and rubbed it lightly.

Gu Yefeng stunned, opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head, and met her cold phoenix eyes. He was silent for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of the fingertips.

Feng Aotian lowered her head and saw the beautiful scenery in the tub along the way. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Well, she is in good shape."

Listening to Feng Aotian’s words, Gu Yefeng quickly raised his hand, blocked him, and cursed, "Rogue!"

"Master is a hooligan, then you don't like the master as a hooligan." Feng Aotian leaned over, spraying heat in his ears.

Gu Yefeng shuddered, and quickly avoided, looking at her sideways, "The emperor, in the middle of the night, don't you accompany that handsome Xing son, what are you doing here?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, and snorted twice, "It seems jealous is not small."

"The minister dare not." Gu Yefeng replied, "If the minister has any inconvenience, he won't be sent to the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him twisting, seeming to be angry, she laughed low, leaned against the side of the screen, and said, "Since someone doesn't welcome Master, then Master is gone."

Speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian had left. He leaned in the tub, slapped the water, and whispered, "Emperors have been lucky since ancient times, and they are really right."

"What are you talking about, Lord?" A cold voice sounded, and he saw Feng Aotian go and return.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "How come the emperor is still here?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "If you let the master go, then the master will go. How can you keep your face?"

Gu Yefeng coldly snorted again, "Really cunning."

Feng Aotian couldn't help sighing faintly, "The Lord is really unique in your heart, not a rascal, a lucky person, but a cunning person?"

Gu Yefeng raised his head, "More than that, he is still a disciple who loves the new and dislikes the old and is merciful everywhere."

Feng Aotian listened to Gu Yefeng’s complaint. How could it sound like the complaint of a woman in her boudoir? She was amused again, "When did you become so bitter?"

Gu Yefeng was stunned, and then he reacted. He snorted in embarrassment at the words that he had just said, bowed his head, covering his chest, looking at her, "The emperor, please go out first, the minister is still bathing. "

Feng Aotian then stepped forward, "What's so shy? Which part of your body has never been seen before."

As she said, she stepped forward unhurriedly, and by the way, she fished Gu Yefeng out of the tub, hugged her naked body in her arms, walked out of the screen, and pulled the dress on her side. On his body, walked towards the bed.

Gu Yefeng was taken aback by Feng Aotian's behavior. It was inevitable that he was a little uncomfortable. When he was put on the bed, he quickly pulled up the quilt and covered himself with a shy face." The emperor, you turn around, the minister wants to put on clothes."

Feng Aotian then lay beside him, looking at him, "Anyway, I still have to... it's better not to wear it later."

Her words were very frivolous, and Gu Yefeng's face turned red when he heard it, and he turned his head and didn't look at her.

Seeing that he was really shy, Feng Aotian laughed, then raised his hand, and pulled Jin to be pulled, and he let her look at him without a trace.

He looked at her, "Is the minister ugly?"

He thought of his own legs, because he hadn't walked all the time, they looked very ugly compared to ordinary people's legs.

Feng Aotian took the uniform on his side and put it on for him personally, bowed his head and stroked his legs, Gu Yefeng shook his head, "The emperor, it's ugly."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Can you feel in your legs?"

"No." Gu Yefeng shook his head, grasped the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Feng Aotian looked at his legs. The meridians were intact and not born. Then it was man-made, it should be a sign of poisoning, then who is it?

Thinking that he is only three years old. In the past ten years, he has been accompanied by a wheelchair. How much should he feel inferior in his heart?

Her palm is condensed with inner strength, and her fingertips crossed his knee. Gu Yefeng suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his right leg, and couldn't help but cried out, "Ah...it hurts..."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed, "It hurts?"

"Well, it hurts." Gu Yefeng opened his eyes and looked at his legs. Unbelievable, these legs, no matter how tortured by him, he never felt sensible over the years, but, today, He really felt the pain.

Feng Aotian then stepped in again, and the piercing pain extended to his limbs, his face suddenly turned blue and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

Feng Aotian quickly put away his palm, looked at him, "Lord look."

Gu Yefeng raised her hand and shook her hand. "The minister has never felt such pain."

Feng Aotian took out the Jinpa, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then put it away. The blood on it was dark and black, and it must be poisonous. She wanted to take it and let Father Jiu take a look.

Gu Yefeng looked at her, "The emperor, the minister's legs..."

"Poisoned." Feng Aotian looked at him and answered truthfully.

"Poisoning?" Gu Yefeng was a little unbelievable, "Isn't it a natural disease?"

Feng Aotian pointed his head, "It is indeed poisoned, but this kind of poison is not easy to detect. General imperial physicians and doctors can only find the target, but cannot find the root."

It is obvious that it is the first time that Gu Yefeng heard that his leg was not born with a disability, but was poisoned. He looked at her, "Is that a solution?"

Feng Aotian lay on his side, embracing him in his arms, stroking his back lightly, soothing his emotions at the moment, "I don't know yet."

Gu Yefeng leaned in her arms and felt relieved. He couldn't help raising his hands and wrapping her waist. "The emperor, if the minister is accompanied by a wheelchair all his life, will the emperor dislike him?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head, stroking his handsome face, those clear eyes, reflecting her face, the expectation and worry in his eyes, she has a panoramic view.

She didn't answer, she just told him with action, lowered her head, kissed his lips, and bit gently, the uniform that was just worn, now, has been faded.

Gu Yefeng closed his eyes and felt her tenderness. He seemed to be floating in the endless warm sun. He knew that he had fallen into it and couldn't help himself.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lord never knows, you still think wildly."

Gu Yefeng leaned in her arms, "The people around the emperor are all outstanding, handsome and beautiful, and the minister is too insignificant."

Feng Aotian raised his jaw, "In the heart of the Lord, you are independent and special, that's enough."

Gu Yefeng chuckled, "Why did the minister fall into the hands of the emperor."

Feng Aotian listened to the helplessness in his words, with a touch of warmth, she curled her lips and smiled, "It is destined."

Gu Yefeng raised his sword eyebrows slightly and laughed louder, "The minister is very lucky."

Feng Aotian hugged him, "Go to sleep, toss all night."

Gu Yefeng nodded slightly, with a smile on his mouth, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Feng Aotian also slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Pluto Mao waited all night, Feng Aotian did not come back, he sighed quietly, brought in the prepared soup medicine, and saw the soul flying down.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Cat looked at the soul and asked in a sharp voice.

"Leng Peihan found it." The soul looked at Father Cat and continued.

The look of Mr. Cat looking at the soul seems to be bad, "Alive or dead?"

"Alive." The soul replied truthfully.

"Alive, bring it here." Father Cat replied casually, but he felt the soul look strange again, and then asked, "Did she have an accident?"

"Hmm." The soul nodded, "Last night, someone went to steal the baby girl, and the subordinates took someone to chase after him. As a result, the person who found the first baby girl was Leng Peihan."

The father-in-law cat exclaimed, "What? How could it be her? Her little three-legged cat skills still need the family to do it herself."

The soul also found it incredible, thinking about how Leng Peihan's martial arts has advanced by leaps and bounds, and, as if there is an evil spirit, he looked at the cat and said, "It is indeed her, but her martial arts are very strong."

The father-in-law Mao sneered, "Could it be that Leng Peihan has taken some miracle cure? Besides, what did she do to steal the baby girl?"

"This... the subordinates fought with her last night and felt that her martial arts was very vicious. However, she escaped later and the subordinates snatched the baby girl back." The soul continued.

"It really surprised the Sajia a lot." Father Mao took out the silk kerchief and said, covering the corners of his mouth.

Xing Wuyun was awakened by Father Cat, raised his eyes, and saw that she was empty beside him, thinking about it, she did not stay here last night, his eyes flashed a sneer, and then he got up, holding on to his aching forehead. Came out.

Pluto Mao looked at Xing Wuyun, took a few steps quickly, and then asked, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.

The cat father-in-law patted his chest in a false alarm, and then gave him a side of sober soup, "Drink this."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Cat. He felt a little strange. Then he served the hangover soup, drank it, and looked at him, "Where is the emperor?"

"It should be at Gu Yefeng's place." Father Cat said lightly, looking at the soul beside him, "She didn't succeed last night, she will definitely act tonight."

"The subordinates feel so too." The soul replied.

Feng Aotian pushed Gu Yefeng to the emperor's bedroom, and saw the soul and the cat father, "what's the matter?"

Mother Cat stepped forward, looked at Feng Aotian, and said quickly, "Master, do you know who stole the baby girl?"

Feng Aotian looked at Mrs. Cat with a look of surprise, thinking that this person must be the most unlikely person, moreover, someone they are familiar with, and then said, "Leng Peihan?"

"Master, you are too smart." Father Mao patted his hands, exclaimed, and then said, "Leng Peihan's martial arts has greatly increased, and even his soul has missed."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the soul, "Really see her clearly?"

"The subordinates fought against her, her martial arts is very vicious, she is indeed Leng Peihan." The soul replied truthfully.

"How could she suddenly increase her martial arts?" Feng Aotian asked a little puzzled.

Xing Wuyun on one side then stepped forward, raised his hand, and took Feng Aotian into his arms, looking down at her, as if expressing her dissatisfaction that she once again let herself guard the vacant room yesterday.

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, thinking about when he cared so much, and let him hold it.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and watched Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun's eyes meet, then he looked down, no longer thinking.

"The minister thinks this matter can be asked about the meteor." Xing Wuyun looked at the meteor who was sleeping soundly on the soft couch, then turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian nodded, then stepped forward and picked up the meteor from the soft couch, "Meteor, wake up."

The meteor was held in mid-air by Feng Aotian. His feet were in the air. It was really uncomfortable. The saliva at the corner of his mouth was not dry. He couldn't help but sucking, raising his hand, rubbing his wistful eyes, waiting to see Feng. Aotian pouted the corners of his mouth with some dissatisfaction, "Holy Lord, Meteor is not full yet."

"After answering the questions, go to sleep." Feng Aotian looked at his pitiful appearance, knowing that he was indeed not awake, disturbing his dreams, which was indeed bad, but the situation is urgent now.

"Yeah." The meteor nodded faintly, and Feng Aotian released him, and he fell on the soft couch, holding his head hard.

Feng Aotian then sat next to him, "You said, a man suddenly increased his martial arts, and also stealing a baby girl, why?"

Meteor struggling to open his eyes that have stuck together, tried several times, but finally failed. He simply closed his eyes, and his immature voice sounded, "Holy Lord still remembers the spirit race of the rain country?"

"Well, naturally you know that you are still injured by the Spirit Race." Feng Aotian nodded and said, she will not let this matter go, and she will definitely get it back a hundred times in the future.

Meteor went on to say, "Thousands of years ago, the Spirit Race had a civil strife. It was similar to the'Innocent Gate' of that year. There was a sense of righteousness and thanks to it. The Spirit Race also experienced unprecedented changes. It is the righteous aura of the spirit race. Thousands of years ago, there was an evil spirit derived from it. It used the essence of female infants to cultivate spiritual energy. Later, it was destroyed by the righteous aura of the spirit race."

"You mean, people of the spirit race are the ones who smoke baby girls now?" Feng Aotian wondered how the spirit race would go to Fengqi State to do evil, isn't it in the rain country?

"He is a person of evil spirits." Meteor said, and became lethargic.

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor and wondered, if she is an evil person, then why is it related to Leng Peihan? She can't be a member of the spirit race.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the soul, "Tell Lord Leng Peihan's whereabouts every day during these days."

The soul bowed his head, and soon he took out a booklet and handed it to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian looked at the booklet in front of him. It recorded in detail who Leng Peihan had contact with every day and what he did. It looked normal.

When she saw that five days ago, she had been to the courtyard of the West Palace. She raised her eyes and looked at the soul, "What are Lu Yunxiu doing with the nine princesses of Yuguo these days?"

The soul then handed her two other books. She opened the books and looked at them, but there was no intention. Then she got up and looked at Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu who had just entered the emperor’s bedroom. Let’s talk about what unusual behaviors Leng Peihan did in the past few days?"

"I don't like to laugh, I don't like to talk. I left in a hurry since I came out of the police station and didn't socialize with anyone." Gu Yefeng said first.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, "What else?"

"She is indeed a bit abnormal. In the past, she was the busiest in the Metropolitan Police Department, but these days, she just sat in front of her own public case and dealt with her own affairs, and rarely talked with others." Lan Jing Shu immediately said his doubts.

"The minister saw that she had been to the backyard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate several times." Yi Mu said quickly.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and then stood up, "Go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

"Master, drink the soup medicine first." The cat father handed her the soup medicine quickly.

Feng Aotian took the soup bowl, took a sip, then walked away, "You don't have to wait, it's normal."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu three people bowed their heads.

The cat has already left the palace with Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng with interest, and saw that the two of them looked very good, thinking about the last night, Feng Aotian was really busy, and went to three places overnight. It was really beautiful. Shallow, beautiful woman is in her arms.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "What's the matter?"

"Did you sleep well last night?" Xing Wuyun asked with a smile.

"Very good." Lan Jingshu remembered the warmth of last night, with a faint smile on his eyebrows.

"That's fine." Xing Wuyun's eyes flickered, looking at Gu Yefeng, "What about Brother Gu?"

"Very good." Gu Yefeng looked down and responded with a smile.

Xing Wuyun looked at the two with a smile but not a smile, then turned around and walked into the inner hall to wash.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng are naturally tacit, watching Xing Wuyun turn and leave, the two raised their eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Let’s go out of the palace too."

"Okay." Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu responded, and the three slowly walked towards the palace gate.

After washing and washing, Xing Wuyun ordered Hou's Sixi outside the hall to prepare breakfast. He happily used it, and stepped to the side courtyard.

Duke Jiu was busy making wine early in the morning. When he saw Xing Wuyun arrived on time, he just said in a calm tone, "Go ahead."

"Yes, Master." Xing Wuyun nodded. He suddenly remembered those days in the palace. He was very relaxed. Although he brushed the wine jar, he didn't have any distractions.

He rolled up his sleeves, sat on a stone bench on one side, bent over, and started washing with ease.

When Meteor woke up, it was midday. He rubbed his eyes and saw that there was no one in the dormitory. He got off the couch, stretched his waist, felt himself washing himself, and then refreshed. When I walked out, I remembered that the Holy Lord had asked him questions when Shi Cai was half asleep and half awake.

He raised his eyes and looked at Si Xi, "Where is Mr. Cat?"

"Go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate." Si Xi replied with his head down.

"Oh." Meteor nodded, touching his stomach, "I'm hungry."

Sixi could not see that the meteor looked at him pitifully, and quickly replied softly, "The servant will go and prepare lunch for you."

"Okay." Meteor replied with a smile, then turned around, looked at the candied fruit on the table, and quickly squeezed a piece of it and placed it in his mouth with a satisfied expression on his face.

Xing Wuyun brushed the wine jar for a whole afternoon, dragged a somewhat tired body and walked in. When he saw that there were only meteors in the palace, he sat beside him and pinched a piece of candied fruit in the entrance. I feel sweet, "Who did it?"

"Mao Mao's exclusive secret system." Meteor replied triumphantly.

Xing Wuyun nodded and was about to pinch another piece. Meteor took the plate in his arms first, and looked at him, "I'll give you one piece, which is enough to give you face."

Xing Wuyun looked at him like this, as if he would eat another piece, he would fight himself desperately, shaking his head helplessly, "Do you remember what you said this morning?"

"Yeah." Baby Meteor looked at the candied fruit in his arms, then pinched a piece, put it in the mouth, and nodded.

"Then you know, who is the evil spirit of the Spirit Race?" Xing Wuyun asked while looking at him.

"I don't know, I know that people with evil spirits have already been wiped out, and now they suddenly appear, which is really puzzling." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, and then said, "This matter, I am afraid that I am going to the Spirit Race."

"How can we get rid of evil people?" Xing Wuyunfu asked again.

"If it is really a person of the evil spirit of the spirit race, then the baby girl lost in the past few days may have been sucked away by him, and his spiritual power has greatly increased. If this continues, even the spirit of the spirit race will be subdued I can't stop him." Meteor replied five to one.

"What about now?" Xing Wuyun always felt that there must be something involved.

"Now, I haven't seen him, and I can't sense his existence. Naturally I don't know what he is like. However, the spirit race righteousness should be able to sense it." Meteor replied, "Last time, I went Spirit race, offended the clan leader of the spirit race, besides, the rain country is far away from Fengqi country, and it takes five days to go back and forth at the earliest. When I ask it back, the evil person is probably more difficult to deal with." /

"It seems that this matter is very tricky." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "How do you know about Wuxiemen?"

Meteor looked at him, "Are you the head of Innocent Sect?"

Xing Wuyun is noncommittal, "It seems you are really a kid."

"Huh, I know a lot." Meteor raised his eyebrows triumphantly and looked at Xing Wuyun, "It's just that, since you are the head of Wuxiemen, why are you controlled by others?"

"Don't you know everything?" Xing Wuyun supported his chin with one hand, playing with a teacup with the other, looking at him.

"I only know the surface. As for the deep level, I am not a **** or man. How can I know it all." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and said lightly, curiously saying, "Your background is really complicated, and Feng The son of Xiangguo Xingxiang, or the three princes of Leqiguo, and even the head of the innocent sect, but you are held back by others, which is really puzzling. Then, is your thoughts on the Holy Lord true or false? I know, the Holy Lord may not be ignorant. Even if you hide it deeply, why doesn’t the Holy Lord ask, it must be too painful for you to remember the past."

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