This Lord is Too Cruel: 255 Actually I am very greedy

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The sleepy Feng Aotian felt the softness between the lips and the familiar breath, and her closed eyes moved slightly. She was held in his arms, and she wriggled her lips unknowingly. , And a whispering call sounded in her ear, "Master..."

Feng Aotian's body trembled twice in response to the call, reaching the bottom of her heart. She wanted to see if the person in front of her was dreaming by herself, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't open her eyes. Can feel the scorching heat between the lips, feel the familiar breath, the warm embrace that makes her heart tremble, but this embrace gradually becomes cold, until she can't find it anymore, tears flow from the corners of her eyes , Not blood and tears, but crystal tears.

When Lan Jing book came out, Sombra flew away quickly.

Lan Jingshu wiped the wet green silk and walked out slowly. When he walked to the dragon couch, his eyes flashed with sorrow, and then he sat next to the dragon couch and looked at Feng Aotian intently. Tears slid across the corner of his eyes. He raised his hand, his fingertips still showing a bit of gentleness. He slid across the corners of her eyes tremblingly. The teardrops fell on his fingertips, but it was warm, and his lips couldn't help but move. After a few clicks, "The emperor..."

Wufeng and Longyin were entering the palace at this time. They saw Lan Jingshu staring at Feng Aotian in a daze. The two of them looked at each other before they walked to the bed and saw the tears in Feng Aotian's eyes .

Wufeng hurried forward, and he felt her aura different from theirs. He then sat down, taking the pulse condition, a glimmer of light flashed across his indifferent eyes, "Someone just came here."

"Who?" Long Yin couldn't help but wonder, who else could break into the emperor's palace?

Lan Jingshu looked up at him, "I have been behind the screen, why didn't I hear anything?"

"His light work is amazing." No wind turned his eyes to look at Long Yin, "Someone has indeed been here, and moreover, she has been awakened."

Long Yin's eyes sank. Who else in this world can leave such a deep mark in her heart? He stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered, "Wang Zun!"

Feng Aotian opened her eyes unknowingly after hearing this call. She suddenly sat up and looked up at them in front of her. The corners of her eyes were moist. She lowered her head in contemplation for a moment. He got up and then whispered, "Is anyone here?"

"Yeah." No wind nodded.

The corners of Feng Aotian’s mouth raised slightly. After walking barefoot from the dragon couch, she ran out. She was only wearing a bright yellow uniform. The blue silk was only loosely held. She walked outside the hall and let her go. With gusts of wind blowing her clothes, she raised her eyes and looked into the distance, with a faint smile on her mouth. Since it is here, why should she leave again?

Lan Jingshu walked forward with the cloak. Long Yin had already fallen by her side, took her into her arms and held her tightly, "Wang Zun, what's wrong with you?" "

Feng Aotian looked at Long Yin sideways, leaning in his arms, it seemed that the long-standing heart knot was opened at this moment, she whispered, "These days, you have worked hard."

Long Yin couldn't help but feel a little moved. He shook his head and almost choked up, "As long as Wang Zun can wake up."

Feng Aotian raised his head and looked into the distance. Turning around, he saw Wu Feng had carried her on Long Yin’s arms, her cold jade feet wrapped in her palms, and she said solemnly, "Just I won’t take care of myself when I wake up."

Feng Aotian leaned on his shoulder like this, raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, but blinked mischievously, then sighed helplessly, "Your temper is getting bigger and bigger."

"I am nothing compared to Wei Zimo." No wind said coldly.

Feng Aotian naturally knows that her actions like this must have hurt their hearts, but she knows better that if she doesn’t do that, she will regret it for a lifetime. In this life, she doesn’t want to let herself go again. Do things you regret.

Lan Jingshu watched Feng Aotian wink at him. He was still angry with her for not cherishing her behavior. In this way, all the anger was gone.

He took a step forward, put the cloak on her, and held her hand tightly in his own hand, breathlessly, "How can the emperor not spare himself."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Treasure, you must cherish. If you don't cherish your body, wouldn't you not cherish your body?"

Lan Jingshu heard that Feng Aotian had the intention to make fun with him now, and sighed helplessly, "The emperor just woke up and he was so serious."

The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, Wu Feng had already thrown her on the soft couch, and Long Yin stood beside her looking at her, "Wang Zun is fine now?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, just about to say something, but felt choked in his heart, his eyes sank, and he raised his eyes to look at Wufeng, "An accident happened in Han Jin."

"Probably awake." No wind said, and he turned to leave.

Feng Aotian took his hand, "Master will go with you."

"Okay." Wufeng knew that she couldn't run around now, but, knowing her temper more clearly, "Go and put on clothes."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then got up, Lan Jingshu had already turned around to prepare.

Long Yin followed her without saying a word.

After she changed her clothes, Long Yin took her to fly away from the Imperial Palace, and no wind followed immediately.

Feng Aotian leaned against Long Yin's arms and looked up at him, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about what should you do if you can't wake up?" Long Yin whispered.

Feng Aotian rubbed his chest. She knew she would wake up, but she didn't know how much they would suffer after sleeping for such a long time, one and a half months.

She poked her head out of Long Yin's arms, and saw the windlessness in a snow-white brocade robe beside her. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she whispered, "Don't be angry with your master."

No wind did not look at her, but looked ahead, "It's hard not to be angry."

Feng Aotian blinked his phoenix eyes, then leaned against Long Yin's arms, "Be angry when you are angry."

Anyway, when there was a time to relieve her anger, she knew better that no wind was just talking about it.

After a while, the two of them took advantage of the night to enter the Feng Clan, Feng Qing and Feng Yun stayed outside the house, and when they saw Feng Aotian, the two knelt down excitedly, "Wang Zun, the clan leader, he just woke up. "

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then left Long Yin's arms and stepped into the house.

Long Yin and Wufeng followed behind her, entered the house, and then saw Mu Hanjin who was already sitting on the bed. At this moment, he was looking up at her, his eyes facing each other, he had experienced so much Feng Aotian watched that he could finally stay by her side intact, and her excitement made her speed up.

Mu Hanjin just sat quietly on the bed, staring at her intently, until she stepped forward and pulled him into her arms, and whispered, "Don’t say forget the Lord, don’t say if you don’t remember before It’s not allowed to say that you haven’t survived yet, you just need to tell the Lord that you are the Lord’s and will always be the Lord’s."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms, raised her hands, and gently embraced her in her arms. He couldn't imagine how much courage she took to drink the medicine of life and death. , Will make him willing to give up here, forcing him to wake up, forcing him to try his best to remember her, such persistence, let him finally wake up, let him break through all the black fog, and finally be able to regain newborn.

"The emperor, the minister will always be yours." Mu Hanjin's voice was faintly gentle and elegant, as elegant as water, but inevitable tenderness.

Wufeng and Long Yin looked at each other, then turned and left the house.

Feng Aotian just hugged him tightly, feeling the familiar breath. After experiencing this catastrophe, she knows how to cherish, guard, and how to love them next to her.

This night, the wind and snow melted, Wufeng and Long Yin stayed outside the house all night, while Feng Aotian hugged Mu Hanjin for the whole night.

Early the next morning, Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin in his arms and stroked his face with an inevitable smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her, "My lord, won't you take a break?"

"No." Feng Aotian squeezed the meat on his body, "These days, you have to bring it back to your father. If you lose a little more weight, your father will eat you."

"The official hoped that the emperor would have eaten it." Mu Hanjin sat halfway and took her into his arms. Now he has released the curse, he has no bondage, his body and mind It was hers, and his hope of life was her. At this moment, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Mu Hanjin lowered her head and kissed her lips, and whispered, "The emperor, it feels good to be alive."

Feng Aotian nodded, remembering the gentle kiss and the soft call last night, the corners of her mouth raised, and she kissed Mu Hanjin back, "No matter where the Lord goes in the future, you will be by your side. "

"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded with a smile.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin got off the bed, clasped their fingers together, opened the door, and saw Wufeng and Long Yin still standing outside.

Feng Aotian smiled and stepped forward, standing between the two of them, "Master now knows to cherish yourself, but you don't cherish it?"

No wind did not pay attention to Feng Aotian, but turned to look at Mu Hanjin, "Is it feeling good now?"

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin nodded, "It's all right."

No wind turned his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Since there is no major problem, then I will prepare in these two days."

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at him for a long while, "Are you really angry?"

"I was going to leave originally, but I have been thinking about your bodies, but I haven't left yet. Now, since you are all in good condition, it is time for me to leave." No wind looked at Feng Aotian, calmly To say.

Feng Aotian knew his thoughts, but suddenly she didn't like parting very much.

"Can't you stay for a few more days?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

Wufeng looked at her, "If you understand, why bother?"

Feng Aotian looked at the windless, then looked at Mu Hanjin and Long Yin, "Go back to the palace and wait for the Lord."

Mu Hanjin knew that Feng Aotian was angry now, and then took a look at Long Yin, who is no stranger, and then the two left the Feng Clan and headed to the palace.

Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng and held his hand, but it was cold. Wufeng did not break free, but let her hold it. In fact, the one who left first was the most reluctant. , However, he can only endure this uncomfortable and leave first.

Feng Aotian led him slowly away from the Wind Clan, and the two slowly walked in the woods, with snow on the branches, a cold wind blew, falling from the branches and hitting the ground.

Feng Aotian stepped on the snow, turning his eyes to look at the windlessness, "Have you complained about me these days?"

No wind tightened her fingers, and squeezed her hand a little, "Why blame you?"

Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, "Too negligent to you."

"Really?" No wind stopped and stood on the snow, looking down at the footprints she was stepping on. He stood on tiptoe and printed on it, "You will compensate me in the future."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to face his four eyes, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, opened his arms, standing still looking at him.

No wind took a step forward, took her into his arms, sniffed the quiet breath of her body, and whispered, "Actually I am very greedy."

Feng Aotian thought, leaning against his elegant arms, but felt that such a hug was very warm. She didn't want them all to leave, but had to leave. She knew why he would leave, but She can only let him go. She feels that she is in control of the whole situation, but she can't control them.

No wind hugged her tightly and whispered, "I will wait for you to pick me up personally."

Feng Aotian nodded, "Wait for me."

"Don't let yourself hurt anymore, don't care about your own body, don't love to receive people, there are enough people around you." Wufeng said flatly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay."

Wufeng went on to say, "I know. I have a bit of weight in your heart, but I can't compare them, but I will use my life to increase that weight little by little. "

"Okay." Feng Aotian replied softly.

No wind let go of her, and for the first time there was a smile that was not like the indifferent smile of the past, but a smile like Dongxue, it was so pure, he raised his hand and stroked her forehead and kissed She pressed her lips, the cold lips smelled of white snow, and he left just to better return to her.

Feng Aotian returned to the palace with a windless hand, Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin were chatting, and Long Yin was looking forward to her coming back.

She raised her eyes to look at them, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, "It's so lively."

Mu Hanjin got up and walked to her side, raised her eyes to look at Wufeng. Seeing that they were not unhappy, she knew that the matter had been resolved, and then asked, "When will you leave?"

"The day after tomorrow," Wufeng whispered.

Mu Hanjin nodded, "Then I won't give it away, I just wait for you to come back."

Wufeng smiled and nodded, "I will leave this to you."

Feng Aotian looked at the two people in front of him with a deep smile, "Look, there is no such thing as a master here."

The two looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, and the day passed by was a pleasant one.

In less than three days, Feng Aotian's sobriety had spread throughout Kyushu. On the day when there was no wind, Feng Aotian personally sent him away from the capital.

He just looked at her with a smile without leaving any words. It seems that these days have already said everything that he said, or he may save it for the next reunion and say enough.

Mu Hanjin stood beside Feng Aotian and took her into her arms, "When will the emperor leave?"

"Aren't you going with your master?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice, looking up at him.

"The minister stayed in the capital." Mu Hanjin whispered, "The minister's body has not yet healed. It is too hard for Jingshu to stay here alone."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, with warmth in his heart, "You are always so empathetic."

Mu Hanjin chuckled, "The days between the minister and the emperor are still long, so don't worry about it for a while."

After nine deaths, what else is he afraid of? Now, he only hopes to help her calm the world, and then stay together forever.

Feng Aotian looked sideways at Long Yin and Lan Jingshu. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer alone walking forward, she was with him and them beside her.

After another five days, Feng Aotian was almost resting. She took Long Yin and left Fengqi State for Cai State.

Time flies quickly. In the emperor's bedroom, Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin have just finished reviewing the memorial. They raised their eyes and looked out the window, thinking how fast the winter is, now it is beginning to spring, and the spring is two days later. When it comes, it's a pity that the frontier war is still going on, but Feng Aotian is now on the way to Caiguo, but the palace is going to be more lively.

"It seems that this year's Spring Festival, only you and I have passed." Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin and said.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jing's book, "What does Yi Mu think of?"

"No." Lan Jingshu shook his head. "The emperor stayed with him for a few days, but unfortunately, he still can't remember anything. After the emperor left, he shut himself in the palace. Stay home."

"You and I will check it out." Mu Hanjin said, she got up and watched the spring snow melt outside the window. He was dressed in spring clothes. His face was as elegant as water, with a touch of gentleness, as if he was washed out of lead. After Hua, a layer of Chun Hua was re-plated.

Lan Jingshu stood beside him, and felt his difference, "You have only come back and changed a lot."

"After so many experiences, I naturally want to become." Mu Hanjin said softly while looking at Lan Jingshu.

"Yes." Lan Jingshu was holding an umbrella. The two did not sit in panic, but walked forward. It is now when the moonlight is thick and the cold wind is still there, but the two cannot feel the slightest cold. I just feel like my heart is filled with something, I can't dissolve it, and I can't bear it.

"Time flies so fast, it's almost two years now." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at the majestic palace in front of her, and said warmly.

"Yes." Lan Jingshu couldn't help sighing, "I have experienced too much in the past two years."

"I only hope that she will be safe and sound. The rest is not important." Mu Hanjin said with a faint smile on her mouth.

Lan Jingshu looked at him sideways and whispered, "The emperor's thoughts on you, no one in this world knows."

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "If something happens to you, the emperor will do the same. She has never been a kind of person. She knows her heart for each of us. Balance."

Lan Jingshu listened to Mu Hanjin's words and remembered that they were forced into the Regent Palace. They all had their own arrogance at the time. However, after two years of the Regent Palace, they had already become so energetic. After being polished, they entered the palace and went through thousands of sails, but now they are in a different mood.

The two of them had already traveled to the Meixiang Palace when they were chatting. Now it is the season of plum blossoms. In the courtyard, spring snow is floating, flying, red plums are prosperous, elegant and elegant, Yi Mu is wearing a pink coat, leaning against Under the plum blossom tree, he raised his eyes to admire the invisible Xuanyue in the sky.

The two looked at each other and looked at the situation today. They couldn't help but sigh. They never knew that Yi Mu had fallen in love with her even more than they did. However, over the years, he has been holding back this The love is buried in one's heart, never revealing half of it.

Yi Mu turned his eyes to look at the two of them, but smiled slightly, "You are here."

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin stepped forward and sat on a stone bench on one side. It was a bit cold, but still felt the scenery was excellent.

Lan Jingshu stood beside him, "But what do you think of?"

Yi Mu smiled bitterly, and then said, "I want to return to the Spirit Race."

"When will I go back?" Mu Hanjin knew that if he couldn't find the answer here, then he would return to the original place.

Yi Mu continued, "I will leave after tonight."

"The emperor is gone, and your heart is flying with it." Lan Jingshu joked from the side.

"I have been thinking about it for a long time these days. I can't let go of the Spirit Race, nor can I let go of her." Yi Mu said lightly, "So, I have to go back and find the answer."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at him, "Then go back. If you can remember something, it might be a good thing to find yourself again."

"Yeah." Yi Mu responded with a smile.

The three of them sat and talked under the plum blossom tree for a whole night. Early the next morning, Yi Mu made preparations and left the palace. Today, only Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin are left in the palace.

Leng Qianye’s injuries are not bad during these days. After learning that Feng Aotian was not awake, he kept thinking about how to regain the city. Although he has dealt a heavy blow to the Panthers, his injuries But he hasn't healed yet. Last night, he suffered from cold and cold, and he was bedridden.

Feng Aotian is now rushing to Caiguo, but when he learned about him halfway, he quickly turned back and headed to the southern border gate.

Wei Zimo is waiting for her in Caiguo. I thought she would be there in the next few days. Although she missed the Spring Festival, she could still spend their first Lantern Festival with her, but unexpectedly Something happened when he arrived at Leng Qianye, and now he was afraid that he could not live with her, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Xing Wuyun knew that after Feng Aotian woke up, he seemed to have enough courage to survive. He looked at the poisoned wine beside him. He just looked up and drank as usual, looking down at the dagger in his hand, careful Putting the ground into her own arms, gently stroking, since she is alive, then what should be done still has to be done.

Xuanyuan Yu has never slept well in the past two months. He seems to have figured out a lot during these days, but he still doesn't want to let go. He will leave everything to his destiny.

Mu Hanyao also received the news that Feng Aotian was sober, and he was relieved. These days, he is like living in a hell, living a life that is better than death, he knows, if not She, then, his heart died along with it, so what good is it to keep a dead person?

Ye Meixi's whole person seems to be collapsed. Even if he knows that Feng Aotian is safe and sound, his heart seems to have gone through a life and death game. Now he has no strength and is asleep. It took five days to wake up.

These days when Feng Aotian was sleeping, they seemed to accompany her through a life and death. If they had ever had a trace of hesitation in their hearts, now they have thoroughly recognized themselves. It became clearer what position Feng Aotian occupies in their hearts.

Ten days later, it happened to be the Lantern Festival, Feng Aotian happened to arrive at the Nanhui border, she didn’t care to rest, so she went into the camp, and when she saw the camp where you didn’t have Leng Qianye's figure, her eyes A cold flash flashed from the bottom, then turned around and saw Li Su walking in.

"The emperor, how did you get here?" When Li Su came back from patrol, he saw a black shadow flashing in. He felt strange and followed in. When he saw Feng Aotian, he was a little surprised.

"Where is Leng Qianye?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. General Leng has gotten better in the past few days, so he went to town." Li Suchui responded.

"His body is not healthy yet, what is he going to do in town?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.

"There is a lantern festival on the Lantern Festival. I heard that there is a custom here. As long as you hold a lotus lantern and stand on the moon bridge, you can wait until you are a destined person." Li Su is a reckless man, and naturally doesn't understand this, but It was said by a soldier that day, and it happened that Leng Qianye and him heard it. He only knew this. After dinner was just enough, Leng Qianye changed into a uniform and left the barracks, following Li Su's guess. , 80% went to the lantern festival.

When Feng Aotian heard it, he paused slightly, and then remembered that it was the Lantern Festival. She couldn't help laughing. When did he believe this?

She raised her eyes and glanced at Long Yin, then took his hand and walked out, "Master is going to see who his destined person is?"

Li Su looked at Feng Aotian and left like this. He sighed helplessly and muttered, "Who else is there for the general's destined person besides the emperor?"

Long Yin was dragged by Feng Aotian and walked out, but on the way, Long Yin said, "Wang Zun, you take Long Yin to go, isn't it a great scene?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why? A beauty like you, if you don’t bring him with you, I’m really worried."

Long Yin's mouth raised slightly, and he whispered, "But, didn't you go to see Leng Qianye now? He probably knew that you are here today, so he went to Yueqiao to wait for you specially, Long Yin If you go, wouldn't it have disturbed Wang Zun and his good deeds?"

Feng Aotian turned around and pinched his nose, "You are very understanding."

Long Yin stood in place, trying to release Feng Aotian's hand, but she was grasped very tightly, "Wang Zun, Long Yin is waiting for you in the barracks."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and stepped forward to look at him, "Wait, what do you do? Wait for him to eat you?"

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