This Lord is Too Cruel: 244 Long Yin is sad

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"Master knows." Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian nodded in response, then raised his hand to close his clothes.

Xiao Bai Snake turned his eyes, the whole person was attached to her body, and his hands held her tightly, "Long Yin will not leave Wang Zun."

Feng Aotian feels that now he can’t listen to the least of words, so he simply leaves it to him, otherwise, if he does something unthinkable, such as flooding the entire carriage, it’s really a loss. Up.

Long Yin saw that Feng Aotian hadn't pushed him away, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, lying on her body with joy, motionless.

Feng Aotian rolled her eyes helplessly. She felt that there was no way for her to be so clingy. She turned her eyes slightly and watched him press his face against her heart. Suddenly she remembered the cat. Father-in-law came, he used to stick to her like this, but now, is he okay?

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her thoughts about him were kept in her heart. In many cases, she would only know how to cherish when she lost it. Once, she was always used to him by her side, caring for her in every possible way, everywhere. For this reason, giving without complaint, she has long been accustomed to the days when he is by her side, even if they are by her side now, she still feels that she is missing a piece of her heart.

Long Yin is not a fool, nor is he really cold-blooded. On the contrary, he is very sensitive and can distinguish the emotions of others from the slight breathing of others. Feng Aotian is an excellent person who can hide his mind. , However, everyone has weaknesses, but some people are not easy to detect, but Long Yin can feel that Feng Aotian’s current mind is not on him, but he is not in a hurry, he has the time, no matter how long , He would wait, in this thousand years, he waited a thousand times in spring, summer, autumn and winter, why bother to care about these days?

Having so leisurely and contentedly, Feng Aotian was waiting for Le Ling to take action.

Half a month later, Le Qiguo bypassed other countries and silently encircled the border of Fengqiguo, just like Feng Aotian attacked South China back then. He divided his troops into three groups and headed to the south border. The other man and horse went to the border of Qicheng City, and the third road went to the border that was farthest from Leqi Country, but closest to Lingjiu City.

The three teams made arrangements early in the morning, and they rushed to the border of the Three Kingdoms recovered by Feng Aotian. They naturally knew that even though the people’s hearts are stable now, there are still some people who intend to resist. , If the two armies go to war, then it will surely cause instability among the people again.

Feng Aotian lay in Wei Zimo's arms, looking at Mizhe in her hand, the corner of her mouth twitched, "Leling really knows how to make wishful thinking."

"It seems that he is thinking that even if Fengqi country cannot be defeated in this battle, at least, he will be able to recover what he has lost." Wei Zimo embraced Feng Aotian and kissed her. Lips, whispered.

Feng Aotian moved a little bit, pressed his face to his cheek, and said in a low voice, "A Jiu originally wanted the class teacher to return to court, but the master arranged for her to go to Lingjiu City early in the morning. Ke and Chu Lingtian guard Qicheng, while Jin Yao rushes to Lingjiu City to help Ah Jiu. If this is the case, even if they really fight, they can keep the city."

"This is just the first step for Leling." Although Wei Zimo lost half of his industry, he still received secret letters from various countries. He naturally knew the current situation.

"He sees the trick." Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, "After half a month, Wuyun returns to Leqiguo, and maybe we can know what Leling's final bargaining chip is."

"But, it's not the way to Caiguo now." Wei Zimo listened to the noise of cars outside, whispering.

Feng Aotian puts him on his waist and presses him under his body, depicting the shape of his lips, smiling evilly, "If you don't want to go, wait for the Lord."

Wei Zimo took the opportunity to untie her belt, "How can you make up for me before you go?"

The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, letting his next move, lowered his head to cover his delicate lips, and gently sucked in.

Just when Feng Aotian's clothes were half untied, she suddenly felt a chill. She raised her eyes vigilantly and saw a pair of green eyes looking through the car curtain and poking her head in.

Wei Zimo leaned on her side and pressed her face to her chest, but he felt a bit of hatred for this sticky dragon. The scent of a woman on her was filled between her nose, and he was relieved on her. Took a hard bite in his chest.

Feng Aotian felt a pain, but saw Long Yin looking at her with his lips curled.

Feng Aotian hugged Wei Zimo tightly and squeezed his waist severely. He raised his eyes and looked at Long Yin, "What's wrong?"

"Wang Zun, Long Yin can't sleep without you by his side." Long Yin said aggrievedly at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he was about to get up, but was held tightly by Wei Zimo, his tongue slid over her collarbone, and his hands held her tightly, showing that he was not Yuelai, now that the arrow is on the string, he retracts, which is a shame for the man.

Feng Aotian trembled physically and mentally, and looked down at the light projected by Wei Zimo's cold eyes. She unhesitatingly lifted his brocade robe and patted his hips fiercely. For a moment, "I'm getting more disobedient."

Wei Zimo was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Feng Aotian to dare to shoot him... He pushed her away a little angrily, but heard Feng Aotian whisper, "But, I like ."

Long Yin saw that Feng Aotian didn't intend to leave, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned to leave.

Feng Aotian didn't stop him. If it disturbed her, she naturally wanted to punish him a little.

Of course, Long Yin knew that he shouldn’t go at this time, but he couldn’t help thinking of her in his heart, wanting to lie in her arms immediately, feeling her warmth, but, such hope, But Jae Shi-cai had been broken by her. He was lying on the empty carriage and couldn't help but curled up, suddenly feeling very cold.

When Wei Zimo saw Long Yin leave, he arrogantly took off her half-undressed clothes and whispered, "How many talents are you going to provoke?"

Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "As long as he likes it."

Wei Zimo lowered his head and bit her lips, "This is already my limit. If it remains, I must be crazy."

Feng Aotian knows why Wei Zimo said so. A person who has been very obsessive about cleanliness since childhood, all the things he uses are unique, but the person he falls in love with is not. He has retired and retired. I don't want to retreat to the point where I cannot retreat.

"There is a master, if you are crazy, the master will accompany you." Feng Aotian lay on his body, pressed against the tip of his nose, and said softly.

Wei Zimo sighed quietly, "What the **** should I do with you?"

"You can do what you should do, but you have to remember that if you have a master, you can always be your master alone. Whoever dares to think about you, the master will break her to pieces." Feng Aotian Biting the tip of his nose, his voice was deterrent.

Wei Zimo smiled sadly, "You are very domineering, I am yours, but you are not mine alone."

Feng Aotian knows the hurdles in his heart, but she can't let go of anyone. They are all her responsibilities and the people she wants to protect.

She leaned in his arms and stroked his jade-like skin, "At this moment, you are yours alone."

Wei Zimo gave a low smile, that beautiful face seemed to be covered with inevitable tenderness, he held her tightly, yes, at this moment, she belongs to him. Even for a moment, he thought it was sweet.

The outside of the carriage is icy and snowy, but the inside of the carriage is full of spring. After some*, Feng Aotian leaned tiredly in Wei Zimo’s arms, she stared at him for a long while, and then she flicked her fingertips. The bright red cinnabar between his eyebrows, "It's so beautiful."

Wei Zimo held her hand and rubbed it lightly, "Not as good as you."

Feng Aotian smiled happily and raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is the first time you have spoken sweet words."

Wei Zimo's mouth twitched slightly, and a gleam of light flashed through his cold eyes, "I will say more in the future."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and pecked at the corner of his lips, and responded softly, "Okay."

Now the carriage has entered the border of Wuyue Kingdom and stopped in front of Furong Pavilion. Wei Zimo lifted the driving curtain, got out of the carriage first, turned around, and placed his hand in front of Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian smiled, bent over and got out of the carriage, holding his hand and leaping lightly, and got out of the carriage.

In the other carriage, Long Yin was shivering with cold, stiff and unable to move.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes to look at the carriage and there was no movement. Her eyes darkened, thinking that Long Yin was playing a petty temper. She slowly lifted up to the carriage, the curtain opened, and she entered Inside the car, I saw that Long Yin's white eyebrows had condensed a layer of frost, and his thin lips were trembling. He couldn't help shaking, like an abandoned child, shrinking aside timidly.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he hurriedly hugged him into his arms. His whole body was already stiff, as if being frozen by ice, with a biting cold.

"Long Yin?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but whispered.

Long Yin opened his eyes slightly. When he saw Feng Aotian, his closed eyes opened slowly. The curled eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost. The corners of his mouth barely pulled out a smile and leaned against She passed out in her arms.

Feng Aotian's thoughts moved, but she didn't expect that he would really freeze like this. She couldn't help but think, wouldn't he be afraid of the cold? Why is it so?

She hurriedly hugged him and got out of the carriage. Wei Zimo stood by the carriage and saw it, a gloomy light flashed through her cold eyes, and she whispered,

"Take care of him, and I will return to the restaurant."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then he held Long Yin's toes and tapped lightly, and landed directly on the roof of the Furong Pavilion.

The old bustard Zihuan greeted him, seeing Feng Aotian holding a man, and quickly bowed his head, "Master."

"Go and prepare the bath soup." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then entered the exclusive room.

Wei Zimo had already returned to the restaurant and entered the attic. He took off his brocade robe and took a shower.

Feng Aotian put Longyin on the bed, and the charcoal fire on the side had been prepared long ago. The room was very warm. She pulled up the silk blanket and covered him, hugging him in her arms. Inside, whispered, "Long Yin?"

Long Yin in her arms was already in a coma, without any reaction at all, and her mind became even more heavy and deep.

After Zihuan prepared the bath soup, he retired. Feng Aotian quickly took off his clothes and put him naked in the bath tub. In a flash, Shi Cai was still steaming in the bath soup. Condensed into ice.

"Prepare more bath soup." Feng Aotian said loudly.

Zihuan hurriedly brought in the bath soup he had prepared, did not dare to make a sound, and backed out.

Feng Aotian then fished him out of the frozen bath tub and put it in another bath bath. In a short time, it turned into ice again. She quickly picked it up again, and put it in another bath.

Feng Aotian felt bad and whispered, "Is there a hot spring pool here?"

"There is one in the restaurant opposite." Zihuan answered outside the house, bowing his head.

Feng Aotian took Long Yin out, walked out of the house, wrapped the brocade around him, turned and flew out of the house.

Wei Zimo just came out of the bath and felt a chill. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian walking in with Long Yin. He was not wearing a veil, and his face was faint because of the mist. The pink color, the white jade face, the beautiful face, the lip petals are more lustrous and translucent, the water droplets from the tips of the hair slide down the white and slender neck along the temples, such a beautiful picture of a bath, it is really gorgeous Wushuang.

If you change from the past, Feng Aotian will pounce on it early in the morning, but now she has no thoughts, she whispered, "Do you have a hot spring here?"

"Yes." Seeing her sullen face, Wei Zimo looked at Long Yin who looked like frozen in his arms. He took one side of the cloak unhurriedly, stepped forward, and stood by her. In front of him, seeing that she was already wet, he gently put the cloak on her, "You have to take care of yourself."

Feng Aotian felt warm in his heart and whispered, "Well, where is the hot spring pool?"

"It's right here." Wei Zimo said, then turned around, turned the mechanism aside, and then saw a wall opened, and inside was a hot spring pool.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, passed by his side, and led Long Yin into the hot spring pool.

Wei Zimo immediately followed, watching her like this, a strange flash in those eyes, then turned around, the wall slowly closed, he slumped on the soft couch, a little lost.

Feng Aotian hugged Long Yin, looking at the water in the hot spring pool, but he couldn't resist the coldness on his body. Within a moment, the temperature in the hot spring pool was gradually dropping.

She felt that this was not the way. She pressed her ear to his heart, but she didn't feel the slightest heartbeat. She felt that something must have happened?

She kept shaking Long Yin's body, and said in a deep voice, "Long Yin wakes up."

Until the hot spring pool became cold and she took him out of the hot spring pool, she saw him gradually open his eyes, his voice was somewhat cold, "Wang Zun."

Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he whispered, "You finally woke up."

Long Yin leaned quietly in her arms, only because he turned into a human form not long ago, the coldness in his body radiated from his sadness, and he was frozen.

Seeing that he had recovered some temperature, Feng Aotian heaved a sigh of relief, "Is it better now?"

"Yeah." Long Yin said in a low voice, looking at her worried eyes, with a faint warmth in her heart. She still cares about him. He lifted his hands and pushed her wet hair away from her forehead. , "Wang Zun, Long Yin is fine."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the mechanism on the side, then opened it, and walked out of the hot spring pool, and saw Wei Zimo duan sitting on the side, looking at the account book.

She carried Long Yin forward, Wei Zimo raised her eyes and looked at her, "The bath soup is ready, and the clean clothes are on the sidelines. I don’t want to change it yet."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and then saw a clean pink brocade gown on the low couch on one side of the bed. She put Longyin on the soft couch and put the clothes on for him. OK, then took a deep breath, turned around, and stepped into the screen.

Long Yin leaned on the soft couch and looked at Wei Zimo from his side. There was a cold flash in his green eyes, but he still said thank you.

Wei Zimo didn't look at him, but flipped through the account book, and responded indifferently, "Don't thank me, all I did is for her."

Long Yin didn't speak any more, but sat cross-legged, conditioning his internal breath, and his body glowed with green light.

Feng Aotian changed into clean clothes and walked out, and saw that Long Yin was still in luck. She stepped forward and saw that his expression eased a little, then turned around and walked to Wei Zimo. Holding him behind himself, "It's so sweet."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at him, "I don't like to be with strangers here, he is fine, you can take him back."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Then tonight..."

"I'm going to be busy late tonight, and I have no time to serve you." Wei Zimo said coldly.

Feng Aotian leaned on his side, biting his earlobe lightly, "Cold-mouthed guy, let's see how he will deal with you in the future."

Wei Zimo took advantage of the momentum and turned her head, lightly bit on her lips, "I am waiting for you to clean up."

Since Feng Aotian got up, he saw that Long Yin had collected his merits, got down on the soft couch, and walked toward her timidly, waiting to be in front of her, "Wang Zun, Long Yin did not mean it."

Feng Aotian stepped forward and took him by the hand, "Go back and rest for the Lord."

"Wang Zun doesn't blame Long Yin?" Long Yin looked at her carefully.

"Master, what do you blame?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Weird Dragon Yin has just turned into a human form and has not completely recovered." Long Yin whispered.

"It's really cute." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his nose, turned his eyes to give Wei Zimo a wink, and then took Long Yin away.

After Feng Aotian left, Wei Zimo put down the account book in his hand and said in a deep voice, "I will replace all the furnishings in this room with new ones."

He got up suddenly after he said, then went up to the second floor.

Feng Aotian naturally heard what he said, including Long Yin. He also heard clearly. He turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian aggrievedly, "Does he dislike Long Yin?"

"He has this virtue." Feng Aotian looked at Long Yin and said in a low voice, "Love clean, Master Shicai took you to dirty his place."

Long Yin lowered his eyes and quietly followed Feng Aotian into the Furong Pavilion, apparently a little unhappy with Wei Zimo's behavior.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "What is wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Long Yin stood in front of Feng Aotian, looking up at her.

"How could it suddenly become like this?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"Long Yin is sad." Long Yin said quietly, "Wang Zun knows that when Long Yin is sad, he will spray water. Now, Long Yin has become a human form, and his body is naturally cold, plus The body hasn't been well adjusted yet, this cold air spread out because of Long Yin's sadness..."

Feng Aotian came to understand, and then sat on the bed, looking at Long Yin, who was standing in front of her cleverly, "You mean the Lord made you sad? So, you become like Shicai. ?"

"Hmm." Long Yin nodded, "Long Yin is really afraid of cold."

It's not that the body is cold, but the fear of coldness.

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of her mouth, then dragged him into her arms, and the two lay on the bed. She lifted the brocade quilt and covered them, "Just rest early."

Long Yin first had a meal, and then he smiled and leaned against her arms, with his legs wrapped around her waist habitually, and his hands hugged her neck. The whole person was attached to her body without any He rubbed Feng Aotian’s chest against the gap between him and said softly, "It’s really warm."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, he was comfortable, but her waist was about to be crushed by him.

Early the next morning, Long Yin stood up refreshedly, and saw Feng Aotian's gloomy face, and slowly sat up with her waist.

Long Yin quickly helped Feng Aotian and whispered, "Wang Zun, did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.

"Is it because of Long Yin?" Long Yin asked carefully.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian continued.

"Na Long Yin will sleep on his own in the future." Long Yin said somewhat disappointed.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, and whispered, "If you sleep by yourself, what if you become the same as yesterday?"

"But, Long Yin doesn't want to see Wang Zun unhappy." Long Yin glanced at Feng Aotian, and hung his head.

Feng Aotian sighed quietly, really owed him, "You just don't have to wrap your legs around your father's waist."

"Hmm." Long Yin replied, "In the future, you don't wrap your waist, just wrap your legs."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, isn't that the same?

She waved her hand, "Don't let your legs get tangled."

"What is Long Yin wrapped around?" Long Yin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian.

"If you wrap it too tightly, you will break it." Feng Aotian said straightforwardly.

Long Yin rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, he whispered, "Long Yin try to be gentle."

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, waved his hand, "Master is going to wash."

"Long Yin serves Wang Zun." Long Yin smiled and followed Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian glanced at him helplessly, and couldn't help laughing.

Wei Zimo stayed up all night, and early the next morning, he stood in the private room of the restaurant, standing by the window, looking at the Furong Pavilion opposite.

After Feng Aotian washed, and Long Yin stopped breakfast, got up and went to the restaurant.

Long Yin knew that he couldn't get too far, so he stayed quietly in the house, lying on the bed, thinking about what happened last night, with a sly smile on his mouth.

Feng Aotian fell on Wei Zimo's side and took him into his arms, "Just like this, I am not afraid of catching the cold wind."

Wei Zimo looked at her sideways, "I think of me now."

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Master thinks of you day and night."

"It's my honor." Wei Zimo sneered. Although he said coldly, his arm had slowly wrapped her around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and dropped a kiss on his cheek, "Duplicate."

"Aren't you going to see the person in your heart now?" Wei Zimo looked at her sideways and said angrily.

"You are also the person in the heart of the Lord." Feng Aotian squeezed his cold hand, turned around and walked inward, "Look at you, why can't you take care of yourself."

"It's good if you love it." Wei Zimo let her drag her out of the private room.

When he returned to the attic, the furnishings inside were completely new. Feng Aotian took his hand and slowly sat at the table. The shopkeeper had already prepared breakfast, and after setting it up personally, he walked out.

Feng Aotian picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, then filled the soup and handed it to him, "Warm up."

Wei Zimo did not take the soup bowl, but looked at her, "You can just keep me warm."

Feng Aotian laughed, then picked up the spoon, scooped the soup, blew it gently, took a sip, swallowed it, and handed the rest to him, "Now I like to eat my saliva. ."

"I only like to eat you in this life." Wei Zimo opened his mouth and drank, raising her eyebrows slightly to signal her to continue.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him without speaking. The soup in the bowl was warm, and what he said was warmer.

At this time, Xing Wuyun was tired from walking and was resting in Wei Zimo’s restaurant. Meteor was lying on the soft couch, sleeping soundly, but the dog was a little weak due to being out for a long time, and now a little sluggish. of.

There was a small stove on the side with wine warmed on it, while Xing Wuyun was lying on his side, letting snowflakes blow into the window, falling on him, and then turning into water droplets, staining his clothes, he There was an unruly smile at the corner of his mouth, and the eyes were filled with longing.

He was thinking, now she should be sitting with Wei Zimo for breakfast, naturally, it is indispensable*, thinking of her always smiling face, he can't wait to run away right now Go to her side and occupy her.

Meteor slept a little bit coldly, opened his eyes slowly, and saw Xing Wuyun's profile face, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking out the window in a daze.

"You haven't slept all night again?" Meteor whispered, rubbing the corner of his mouth.

"Not sleepy." Xing Wuyun spoke slowly, looking at the meteor, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Not good." Meteor shook his head, "This won't be awakened by freezing."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand and closed the window, "It's warm now, then go to sleep."

"Hmm." Meteor stretched out, then continued to fall.

Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor's heartless appearance, and remembered that he was so free and easy, he couldn't help but smile, thinking about this kind of thing, it's really mixed.

Caiguo, Gu Yefeng are still going to the morning court in these days, and on the court, the left and right Chengs dispatched troops to Fengqiguo. Whenever there is a quarrel, the two naturally hold their own views, but there is no one side. He took the initiative to ask Gu Yefeng's opinion, but Gu Yefeng sat on the dragon chair casually and looked at it indifferently, apparently as if it had nothing to do with him.

After the morning, Gu Yefeng went straight to Xin'er's bedroom. Xin'er stepped back early in the morning. Gu Yefeng got up from the wheelchair. Now he walks smoothly, almost like a normal person.

Xin'er stood on one side and offered tea respectfully, "My lord, the leftist advocates sending troops, while the right one advocates seeking asylum for happiness and enlightenment, but they haven't found you to decide. It seems they still think it's too early. , Or already have a plan in secret."

Gu Yefeng whispered, "The right phase naturally sent a secret letter to Le Qiguo in secret."

"But the slave and maid did not get this news." Xin'er couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Gu Yefeng skimmed the tea powder in the tea cup and said in a low voice, "Leling naturally took precautions early in the morning. It is normal if it is not found. If it is found, it will be abnormal."

Xin'er looked at Gu Yefeng sideways, feeling that he is now completely different from the violent and reckless Gu Yefeng in the past. Today's Gu Yefeng looks very flat on the surface, does not show off, and does more It's sleek, and it's very capable.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw Xin'er looking at him thoughtfully. He put down the tea cup and said in a low voice, "Everyone will change. Some people are forced to be helpless, and some people are willing."

"The slave and maid passed over." Xin'er quickly looked down and answered from one side.

"Can the emperor go to Wuyue Country now?" Gu Yefeng continued to ask.

"Just arrived last night." Xiner whispered back.

"It will take some time for you to come to Caiguo." When Gu Yefeng mentioned Feng Aotian, the corners of his mouth still had a touch of tenderness. He stood up, "I'll go to Wangui Concubine's place and knock on the side drum."

"The slave and maid will send the adult away." Xin'er answered with her head down.

Gu Yefeng walked slowly onto the wheelchair, sat down, and Xin'er pushed him out of the bedroom.

"Wan Guifei's birthday will be in a few days. Go ahead and prepare, and then blow her a hair." Gu Yefeng looked ahead without squinting, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and whispered.

"The slave girl understands." Xin'er's mouth raised slightly, already knowing, smiled and responded, and sent Gu Yefeng away.

Gu Yefeng sat on the imperial nun and went to the palace of the imperial concubine Wan.

The concubine Wan Gui has long been passed on, and now with a group of palace people, she stands in front of the palace to welcome her.

Gu Yefeng got off the imperial concubine and sat in a wheelchair with the help of the eunuch. Wan noble concubine dignified and gracefully saluted her body, "Concubine see the emperor."

"I love my concubine, free of gifts." Gu Yefeng replied kindly, but he gave a vacant support, before touching her sleeves, then pushed the wheelchair into the bedroom.

The concubine Wan Guixi carefully followed her with a smile, looking at Gu Yefeng from her side, but she was puzzled. After the night of the canonization, after he was pampered, although she would come to her every three times, but She couldn’t help but feel weird before letting her wait in bed, but she didn’t dare to ask. If she had dismissed Gu Yefeng earlier, after all these things happened over time and contact with him, she would come out of nowhere. The emperor's admiration is a little bit more, because she has been recognized as a talented woman in Caiguo since she was a child. Although she was a childhood friend and erudite, she is still slightly inferior to Gu Yefeng.

Wan Guifei is also a person who loves poems and songs. Every time her thoughts come to her heart, she will compose a poem. At first, she was only interested, but later, when Gu Yefeng came, she saw what she said. She would comment on a few lines of poems she wrote, but it made her feel like she was finally able to find a friend, and they stayed together, most often chatting about poems and songs.

This is the same as usual today. Concubine Wan has specially prepared refreshments, but she looked at Gu Yefeng who was sitting in a wheelchair opposite, picking up the scroll of poems on one side and watching intently, her handsome face, always hanging With a gentle smile, under a pair of sword eyebrows, those clear eyes were especially charming, and she couldn't help but look crazy.

Gu Yefeng withdrew his gaze from the scroll of poems, but looked at him in a daze at the concubine Shangwan. He who knows love naturally knows what this look means. He immediately put down the scroll of poems, but pretended to be nonchalant, low. Said, "Ai, what are you thinking?"

After listening to the voice, Concubine Wan came back to her senses. She blushed and hurriedly turned sideways, covered her face with a Jinpa, and said softly, "Concubine is just a little uncomfortable."

"Can you declare a doctor?" Gu Yefeng asked quickly.

"It's just a bit of a dry voice, it's okay." Wan Guifei lowered her eyes and said softly.

Gu Yefeng pretended to be relieved and heaved a sigh of relief, "Since Concubine Ai is unwell, I should rest well. I still have something to do, so I won't stay with Concubine Ai."

"Huh?" Concubine Wan Gui Yefeng heard that Gu Yefeng was about to leave, but did not react. She raised her eyes to look at him and felt rude, and then she looked down, "Will the emperor come here tonight?"

"I remember, the birthday of Concubine Ai has come, and I have ordered Xin'er to do it. It must be done more festively and grandly." Gu Yefeng deliberately turned off the topic, raised his eyes to look at her. "Concubine Ai has taken care of her body in the past few days, and on the birthday, I will naturally prepare a gift for Concubine Ai."

"The concubine thanks the emperor for her grace." Wan Guifei was obviously a little surprised listening to Gu Yefeng's words, but she was even more happy, looking forward to her birthday so much for the first time.

"Then I will go busy first, and love my concubine and rest." Seeing that things are done, Gu Yefeng took the lead in pushing the wheelchair away.

Concubine Wan came back to her senses, and it was too late, so she had no choice but to salute, "My concubine sent me a gift to the emperor."

After watching Gu Yefeng leave, she removed Shi Cai's disguise and walked slowly into the bedroom, picking up the volume of poems he had moved, thinking idiotically.

Gu Yefeng sat on the emperor's nun, took out the silk kerchief, wiped his fingers, and when he returned to the bedroom, he hit his pancreas over and over again, rubbing his hands, remembering that Shi just took the poem roll , It feels like something unclean has been contaminated.

Now he is the only one left in the palace, but he dared not get up, so he could only sit in a wheelchair and look out the window, hoping that this day would end as soon as possible, so that he could stand in front of her squarely .

South return to the border, Leng Qianye has just arrived today. Fortunately, a reliable person was arranged to guard him earlier. However, Le Qiguo’s men and horses arrived two days earlier, but there was no movement. Obviously they were waiting. he.

He didn't stop for a moment, the silver armor was stained with snowflakes, and his handsome face passed through the snow in the sky, like a fairy falling into the mortal world, it seemed very unreal, if it weren't for his pair With indifferent eyes, it is hard to believe that such an extraordinary man turned out to be a terrifying killing general.

Yi Wu stood on one side. After Nan returned to the country, he received the order to come here to guard. Now, one month has passed, he stands respectfully beside Leng Qianye, whispering, " General Leng, the enemy has 300,000 troops."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded. He brought only 200,000 people this time, plus the people here, totaling 250,000.

Now the southern return is a waste of time, so the troops of the entire southern return can only maintain daily security and cannot be mobilized anymore.

Leng Qianye didn't answer anything, but looked straight at not far away, and Le Qiguo's men and horses had rushed in mighty.

"General Leng, as soon as you come, they will do it. It seems that they were prepared early in the morning, only waiting for you to appear." Yi Wu thought, they arrived two days early, even if he resisted desperately. They can also survive two days. They have not sent troops for a long time, and they are indeed waiting for Leng Qianye.

"It seems that they were prepared long ago. This time I am afraid it will be a fierce battle." Leng Qianye perceives keenly.

Yi Wu nodded immediately, and the two looked straight ahead, watching the Leqiguo people slowly approaching them in the white snow.

Mu Hanyao has just arrived at the border gate of Qicheng, and the people of Le Qiguo have also arrived one after another, but did not do anything, just camped in Wulipo.

Mu Hanyao looked at the situation in front of him, Li Su muttered from the side, "I don't know which general is sent this time."

"I heard that it is one of the four heavenly kings of Le Qiguo." Xue Ke on the side whispered.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways at Xue Ke, whose belly had become a big ball, frowned, and looked at Chu Lingtian aside, "Why did you let her over?"

"You know her temper. If I don't let her come, she may come secretly." Chu Lingtian expressed helplessness.

Xue Ke waved her hand, "It won't matter, anyway, it will take another month to give birth."

"Then be more careful." Chu Lingtian hurriedly interjected.

"I have never heard of the Four Heavenly Kings in Le Qiguo." Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at the military camp in the distance, and said in a deep voice.

"According to legend, in the early days of the founding of Le Qiguo, the founding emperor of Le Qiguo sat down with four great generals, each of whom was brave and capable of fighting. Later, these four great generals were crowned kings, and their descendants would also be imperial During the challenge, the training was arranged secretly. This matter is confidential. Except for the emperor himself and the princes of the four palaces, everyone else does not know it." Xue Ke quickly handed a secret letter to Mu Hanyao, "This is The master let the servants hand over to the general."

Mu Hanyao took the secret letter and raised his eyes to look at Xue Ke, "Go and rest. I won't be able to fight here for a while."

"Yes." Xue Ke replied, and then turned and left with Chu Lingtian's support.

Mu Hanyao looked at the secret letter in his hand, his cold face was covered with a layer of frost. Those who came here were prepared, but they were not good at them. Naturally, this great country of Leqiguo would not be better than returning to China. This battle must be a fight of life and death.

Ye Meixi got the news early in the morning, knowing that Feng Aotian had come to Wuyue State, and even if he left the capital happily, he hurried to the frontier in five days.

Long Yin stayed in the room, a little boring, he couldn't let himself think too much, and because he missed Feng Aotian too much, he simply put Feng Aotian's brocade robe on himself, sniffing the brocade robe In the familiar breath, lying on the bed unconsciously fell asleep.

Ye Meixi got off his horse and went straight to Furong Pavilion. He quietly entered the house. When he saw the person lying on the bed with the back of him, he immediately rushed forward and hugged him tightly. Jiao said, "Master, Meixi wants to kill you."

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