This Lord is Too Cruel: 142 The secret behind the concubine Chen

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Master is too cruel, the secret behind 142 Chen Fei

The moon gathers the light gauze, the smoke curls, the brilliance is spreading over Mu Hanjin’s bloodless and thin face, his colorless lips are slightly open, his closed eyes are slowly opened, gentle eyes, But still as elegant as water. Shu Chi Wuyan

She greeted her, making him want to raise his hand and caress, but he couldn't help it. He reluctantly pulled up a smile that was not considered and ugly, and the sound was like a thousand years of sleep There is nothingness.

"The emperor..." Mu Hanjin finally exhausted his remaining strength and laboriously called out the name that has supported him to persevere all these days.

Feng Aotian’s clear eyes were mixed with coldness that was different from the past, but as bright as the moonlight, her arm tightened, and she pulled him into her arms forcefully, bowed her head, On the thin lips, biting, as if to melt him in his own kiss.

Mu Hanjin has no strength anymore, but at this moment, the only thought he flashed through is that the person in front of her, the unique aura that exudes from her, her domineering kisses, she treats herself all kinds of , So that he could not give up, he did not dare to extravagantly ask for the next life, because he was afraid that he would never meet her in the next life, so he could only desperately, exhaust all his strength and thoughts, and hold on, although this is only the first One level is already so difficult.

Feng Aotian’s slender jade fingers pushed the hair out of his forehead, and soft light hit his smooth forehead, exuding a faint halo. She just stared at his face, thinking about this. Day, his hardship, deep in her heart, there was a faint pain.

Mu Hanjin stared at her, saying a thousand words, but didn't know where to start, but now, he has no strength to speak.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, covered his heart with his palm, and passed his internal strength to him, whispering, "If you are not in the day, do you think about him?"

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, blinking his eyes, how could he not think about it, if he didn't think about it, how could he survive now?

Feng Aotian raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and dropped a kiss on his forehead as a reward.

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms with peace of mind. At this moment, he felt that the previous pains were nothing. He opened his lips slightly, and his voice was very weak. He could only hear him when he was close. Said in one word, "The emperor...go...every day...come... OK?"

Feng Aotian listened to the muffled sound like a shabby lock, she lowered her head, the tip of her nose pressed against the tip of his, "Okay."

When Mu Hanjin heard the word "good", his bitter heart seemed to be filled with honey and sweetened his heart. He blinked again, moved a little, turned his face, and dropped his lips on On her lips.

Feng Aotian hugged him contentedly, feeling his weak breath, but she was very at ease in her heart, maybe, when she first saw him, she wanted to let him stay forever By her side, and he is destined to be the one who has approached her heart.

She flew him away and left the hot spring pool. The Qingfeng beside her and the other people still did not dare to move, so she could only let Feng Aotian take him away.

A light breeze passed, she lifted her robe and wrapped him tightly in her arms, his soaked clothes stuck to his skinny body, but her heart was full of pity, his When can the body be raised?

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms with peace of mind, absorbed the faint fragrance radiating from her, and closed her eyes slightly. If this is a dream, then let this dream Never wake up.

Feng Aotian led him into the house, kicked the door open, walked into the inner hall, and put him on the bed. Because of this, all the tribesmen were sitting around the hot spring pool. No one had been cleaning it for nearly a month, but there was no trace of dust in this place, it was just a bit cold.

With a wave of her bare hand, she shone the candlelight and gas in the house and the swaying lights on Mu Hanjin's face on the bed. It became more pale and transparent. Feng Aotian's heart tightened, and then she walked to the closet and took him out. Su Ri's favorite crescent brocade robe walked in front of him to untie the soaked and deformed robe on his body that had not been changed for a long time.

Mu Hanjin lay quietly, her eyes never left her, her clothes were quickly torn off, she watched his body show ulcerated skin because of long soak in the hot spring pool, her eyes flashed After passing dark, raised his hand, covered the brocade on his body, turned around, and left the inner hall.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian’s sudden change of mood, but now he is unable to move, but, Shicai, following her gaze, he saw the bruised skin on his body for the first time. He felt that he was so ugly, he closed his eyes slightly, tears slid across the corners of his eyes.

After half a stick of incense, Feng Aotian walked in with hot water, then sat on the side of the bed, and opened the brocade, holding the soaked cotton cloth in her hand, she moved gently to clean it. Festering wounds on his body.

Looking up, looking at the low self-esteem flashing in his eyes, she curled her lips and smiled, "No matter what you become, you are the Lord's person."

Mu Hanjin almost collapsed as he listened to her softly speaking. He pressed his lips tightly, his lips and teeth seemed to bite his lips to bleed, and he resisted the words he wanted to say, but the misty eyes , Tears are already rippling.

Feng Aotian lowered his head and licked the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Now is the time to cry?"

Mu Hanyao blinked his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, but could no longer make a sound.

Feng Aotian took out the jade dew ointment and gently smeared it on his body, the cold of the fingertips, touching his body, revealing a faint coolness.

He always looked at her unsatisfactorily, as if trying to draw her into his eyes. How could he not willing to give up his life and stay by her side without hesitation?

Feng Aotian put on the new clothes for him again, then, on the bed, let him lean in his arms, and whispered, "Lie down with him."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and stared at her side face, with a satin smile on the corner of her mouth, slowly closing her eyes until she passed out.

After a long time, Feng Aotian felt the faint breath of the person beside her. She got up from the bed and took him back to the hot spring pool. Then, she placed him in the pool again, turned her eyes, looked at the surrounding Sitting by the Feng Clan by the hot spring pool, her eyes flashed cold, and then flew away.

Lan Jingshu is dressed in a water-blue brocade robe, and Xuanyue in the middle of the night is cold. He supports the red pillar of the hall with one hand and puts one hand on his side casually. His handsome face is always warm and moist. , He kept looking into the distance, waiting patiently...

Mao Gong-gong came over with the soup medicine and saw Lan Jingshu standing at the entrance of the main hall, then stepped forward and carried into the bedroom.

Meteor was curious about Lan Jingshu, and quickly ran over, leaned in front of him, looked at him, rolled his eyes, then sighed clearly, turned around, and entered the bedroom.

Lan Jingshu was a little puzzled about Meteor's behavior, but he didn't go to explore, but kept his original posture as before.

Meteor made a light leap and sat on the soft couch, looking at the back of Lan Jingshu, looking at the father-in-law Mao, "When will there be another husband stone in this hall?"

Hearing the words of the meteor, the corner of his mouth curled, "It's more than just a master stone, and a little devil head."

Meteor laughed, and started to look at the Emperor's Bedroom, and he saw Feng Yinqi lying on the dragon couch in the inner hall. He then flashed and landed beside the dragon couch, looking at the large dragon couch. On the side, when Feng Yinqi was lying peacefully, his bright eyes flashed dim, then he turned around and sat back on the soft couch.

Pluto Mao looked at him with a low expression, "Now, there are two little ghosts."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "I only saw one."

The corner of the cat's mouth twitched, "Are you talking about the one inside? Also talking about the one in front of me?"

"Naturally, it's inside, I'm not a kid." Meteor strongly emphasized his age.

Mao-gong-gong sneered, and then stopped paying attention to him, but sat in one place, also waiting for the one who made him think.

Lan Jingshu waited to see the figure of day and night missing, he quickly stepped forward, stepped out of the bedroom, and greeted him.

The cold wind blew up his sleeves and his robes fluttered. He wore very thin clothes. Standing in front of the huge hall, he looked even thinner.

Feng Aotian fell in front of him, dragged him into her arms, and felt a chill penetrate into her body. She gathered her cloak, wrapped him, and raised her hand. , Lit his nose, "I'm not afraid of freezing."

Lan Jingshu watched her come back, and finally let go of the expectation, but quietly leaned in her arms, "The emperor is here, the minister is not afraid."

Feng Aotian listened to his gentle voice, bowed his head, looked at him, "Now, I can talk more and more."

Lan Jingshu looked down and followed her into the bedroom.

Mother Cat looked at the two of them, his mouth curled, "Master, you have not been idle for a moment."

Feng Aotian took the hand of the cat father-in-law who came forward and smiled and said, "Are you free?"

The cat's father-in-law winked, and said, "Master, the decoction is ready, take it while it's hot."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't think that you don't know what your plan is."

The cat father-in-law hurriedly approached Feng Aotian, tugging her sleeves, his face shy, "I know that the master knows the mind of a slave best."

Feng Aotian went forward and saw Meteor staring curiously at the decoction. Feng Aotian then sat down and looked at him, "Want to drink?"

Meteor quickly moved back a few times, pinched his nose with one hand, and waved his hand in disgust, "No."

Feng Aotian smiled, "What are you looking at?"

"It's just curious." Meteor pinched his nose and moved back a few steps until there was nowhere to move. Then, staring at Feng Aotian with a strange expression on her face, she picked up the medicine bowl and sipped her head up. Next, without frowning, he was instantly in awe.

The father-in-law Mao quickly handed the candied fruit to her. Feng Aotian opened his mouth and put the candied fruit in his mouth, then looked at Lan Jingshu and stood quietly on one side. She raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Lan Jingshu looked at the dark soup medicine and knew that she had been drinking it for a while, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried about when she was going to be recuperated. So Ri, all she saw was like a pillar The earth exists, but no matter how strong the person is, there are times when he does not want to fall. He will not know until she has an accident.

Feng Aotian caught the worry in his eyes, took his hand, tightened it slightly, and then said, "It's better to take it for a month."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, and then said, "The emperor, it is getting late, you rest earlier."

Meteor took advantage of the cat's unpreparedness, and hurried forward, took a small dish of candied fruit on the table into his arms, quickly put one in his own mouth, and it felt very sweet. He turned his eyes quickly and looked at Mr. Cat, "Why is this candied fruit different from what I usually eat?"

"Of course it's different. Cat-style candied fruit, no semicolon." Father Cat then took the empty plate from his arms and turned to leave.

The meteor hit the corner of his mouth, with an expression that was still inexplicable, and then approached Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, how many medicines do you take a day?"

"Three times." Feng Aotian said lightly, looking at him, "If you want to eat candied fruit, go find him by yourself, you don't care about it."

Meteor's cautious thought was broken by Feng Aotian, and he drooped his head quickly, then stepped down from the soft couch, and left the Emperor's bedroom with his head down.

Lan Jingshu looked at him so cute, and remembered Feng Yinqi who was lying on the bed, and saw Feng Aotian, "The emperor, he is a bit like Wang An."

Feng Aotian doesn’t know, but she hasn’t found the antidote for the thousand years of dissolution. She is holding his hand and sniffing the clear and elegant aura that exudes from his body after he has bathed. On his thin waist, the breath of Orchid sprayed on his earlobes, his heart and body tightened, his eyes lowered, and he quietly leaned in her arms.

Feng Aotian took his hand and walked slowly towards the inner hall. When she reached the dragon bed, she sat down with him, he leaned in her arms, and he wrapped her waist, And she was playing with the Qingsi on his chest, the two of them smiled silently, but showed a touch of warmth.

After Mr. Mao was cleaned up, he walked into the inner hall and looked at the two people hugging each other on the bed. He was jealous. He hurried forward and looked at her, "Master, it's time to take a shower."

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and met his resentful eyes. She raised her eyebrows slightly, then got up on the dragon couch and smiled evilly at Lan Jingshu, "Wait for you."

Lan Jingshu nodded docilely, lay on the dragon couch and watched her step into the screen, while he was leaning on his side, watching Feng Yinqi sleeping peacefully. These days, it's not just them happening. With changes, even Feng Yinqi lying here is changing his appearance day by day. Compared with the previous days, his eyebrows and eyes seem to be opened a lot, and his whole body is longer than before. Lan Jingshu can see such changes in his eyes. These days, he will bathe and wash Feng Yinqi every day, feed the pill, and continue his life, and he understands how Feng Aotian treats him. Of pampering.

Feng Aotian stretched out her arms, father-in-law cat raised his hand, carefully removing the restraint on her body, she stepped up into the tub, took a handful of warm water, and sprinkled it on her body, the water drops along the slender The neck slipped down, revealing a seductive luster.

The cat father-in-law half-kneeled beside Feng Aotian, raised his eyes and looked at her slightly raised face, full of joy, he raised his hand, kneaded her white arm, and whispered, " Master, is the water temperature suitable?"

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and at this moment, there was a little relief from the fatigue of the past few days.

The cat’s eyebrows are slightly curved, and his handsome face, even though he is coated with thick powder, is still unconcealable. His hands began to move up and down, more and more restlessly, until they covered the hidden face. He raised his eyes with the chest in the water, but saw that Feng Aotian had already opened his eyes, and the mist was filled with water, reflecting her clear phoenix eyes that did not contain a trace of impurities, and it became even colder. He quickly shrank his hands obediently. He smiled, "Master, something has changed."

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, and also glanced at his chest, seeing that it was indeed changed from before, but his tone was indeed calm and said, "It's just a little bit."

My father-in-law felt that he could feel the softness, which had already seen the initial results, he hurriedly raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, after one month, the changes will be even greater."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then looked at Father Cat, "You said, how can I reward you?"

The cat's father quickly cast his eyes down shyly, "Do you know the master?"

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched as he listened to what he said, "How does the Lord know."

The cat raised his eyes and stared at her sadly, "Master..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What do you call the Lord?"

The light in the eyes of the cat's father simply got up, bent over, and aimed at Feng Aotian's lips that had become lustrous due to the water mist, and he gently sucked in, and his hands were also restless. The ground covered her fragrant shoulders.

Feng Aotian felt that every time he took a bath, he was always beside him, but she knew that only at this moment would he be completely relieved.

After a deep kiss, Mr. Cat panted low and looked at her with a pair of water eyes faintly, his lips pressed slightly, and his clothes did not open, revealing his condensed skin. Sub-charming and enchanting.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and spread out his right hand. His cloud sleeves slid down along the curve of his arm, revealing his fat-skinned skin, especially the dazzling cinnabar mole, which stings in an instant. Feng Aotian's eyes closed.

She darkened her eyes, then tugged hard, kissed his lips forcefully, and bit her savagely. There was no pity, some were just strong domineering, but even so, Mr. Cat still felt happy. Because such a master will make him feel that she cares about herself even more.

The blood was bitten out of Cat's lips, he smiled and licked the blood from his lips, staring at Feng Aotian with scorching eyes.

Feng Aotian closed her eyes slightly and allowed him to wait for her to take a bath. After she changed her clothes, she did not tie up the blue silk, but casually draped it behind her, wearing only a bright yellow shirt. The handsome face, the coldness between the eyebrows and the eyes, the red lips are slightly hooked, but it is indescribable.

Lan Jingshu was lying on the dragon couch, and Feng Aotian slowly walked towards him like this. As she approached step by step, his mind came to mind, she looked like a man dressed as a woman in Lianghuai. Even if the clothes are vulgar, but when worn on her, she is still so bright and enchanting, but at this moment, she is even more bright and moving, making his heart can not help but suffocate, and for a while, he was completely fascinated by his mind, just like that. Stunned, looking at her obsessively.

Mao Mao looked at Lan Jingshu's stunning and intoxicated appearance, with a curl of his mouth, and when he passed by Feng Aotian, he gently drew a circle on her palm, and then left the inner hall.

Meteor watched Father Cat stepping out of the bedroom. He sat on the stone steps outside the bedroom. He raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky. There was a kind of solitude that did not belong to his age.

Papa Cat also felt that he was left out of the cold, and then sat beside him, the two, one big and one small, sighed at the sky.

Sixi stood outside the hall, looking at the cat in front of him, shaking his head helplessly.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, leaned over and leaned close to Lan Jingshu, his red lips raised slightly, and the charming smile made Lan Jingshu's eyes dazzling again.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him in a daze, "Stupid?"

Lan Jingshu listened to her, and Fang Buddha was a fairy who walked out of the painting, and even the sound made him feel unreal. He quickly converged his thoughts, but met Feng Aotian. The meaningful eyes shot.

He dropped his eyes quickly, his white cheeks were flushed immediately, his hands twisted his clothes, and he didn't know how to speak.

Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian smiled deeper, and then, lying sideways, lying on the dragon couch, embracing him in his arms, bowed his head, and kissed his lips without giving him a moment to stop and Thinking, just grabbing all his thoughts and his unique taste.

Lan Jingshu lay under her, with her hands wrapped around her waist unconsciously, the fragrance of her after bathing between her nose, sultry, and made him feel stunned.

Feng Aotian could feel that he was already moved. She gently hooked her belt, and the clothes were scattered, revealing his satin-like skin, smooth and delicate. She stroked, taking in the faint light exuding from him. Grassy aroma.

Lan Jingshu's face was slightly sullen, and he leaned weakly against her arms. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His heart had already melted. He only hoped that he could accompany her to her old age.

Feng Aotian’s fingers touched his waist and abdomen. Following that gaze, she saw the eye-catching cinnabar mole on his waist and abdomen. Her eyes sank and she looked at the shallow knife marks on his abdomen. Slightly lowered his head, her lips covered the knife mark, and a faint kiss was printed.

Lan Jingshu felt that her body was extremely stiff, and she hurriedly raised her head, pursed her lips slightly, clutching the quilt beside her with her hands, and whispered, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked the dazzling cinnabar mole on his waist again and again, thoughtfully.

On the contrary, Lan Jingshu is a little intolerable. Because, there is his sensitive (sharp) sense. As long as he touches it, he can’t help laughing. Now, he is biting his lip tightly for fear of himself. Scream out.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu's flushed face, she swept away the haze of Shijiai, then turned sideways, embraced him in her arms, smiled at him, "biting her lip will break Up."

Lan Jingshu is inevitably a little bit shy, so she hurriedly lowered her eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and said nothing.

Feng Aotian pulled Jin up, covered the two of them, hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "Just rest."

Lan Jingshu leaned in her arms with peace of mind, but his heartbeat was getting faster. His palms were sweaty at the moment, and he let go of his hands, but he didn't dare to move.

Feng Aotian's closed eyes, sensing the unnaturalness of Lan Jingshu, opened them, staring at his eyebrows, "Can't sleep?"

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, then shook his head quickly, and then leaned in her arms again, "The minister is just a little scared."

Feng Aotian listened to the helpless sigh mixed in his words, and completely wrapped him in his arms, "I have a master, what are you afraid of?"

"The minister is afraid, and he is not worthy of the emperor." Lan Jingshu whispered, thinking of Mu Hanjin, Father Cat, Ye Meixi, Leng Qianye, Mu Hanyao, if he had been, he just wanted Treating himself as a grain of sand submerged in the dust, the only thing he can do is to stay quietly beside her, then, now, after falling again, he realized that he wanted more, he thought He wants to occupy a place in her heart. He wants him to be by her side all the time. He even wants to take her as his own when he is just talented. This thought makes him feel inferior. , Because he is just one of the most ordinary people.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, traced his eyebrows and looked straight at him, until after a long time, she let out a low laugh, "When are you so unconfident?"

Lan Jingshu was startled and rubbed her shoulder lightly, "In front of the emperor, the minister has never been confident."

Feng Aotian listened to his whispered words and said with a smile, "But, in front of the Lord, you are unique."

Lan Jingshu's mind trembled, and his eyes were moved. With her words, he is enough in this life.

Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu replied softly, closing her eyes slowly.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi stayed up all night after learning the mystery of the ring, why did this ring fall into the hands of the mother concubine? She was a little puzzled.

Early summer and Xianghan stood outside the hall. They knew a little about this ring, and immediately sent someone to investigate. Now, there is news.

At the same time, he even learned that the concubine Le Qiguo originally gifted marriage to the four princes, and the nine princesses of Yuguo who went to Yuluo to get married, were taken away by Emperor Fengqi. He obviously Knowing that this must have been carefully arranged by someone. After finding out who arranged it, he couldn't help but wonder why Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo would do this? What is their purpose for doing this?

Feng Aotian is used to getting up before dawn, and the Lan Jingshu on one side slowly opens his eyes. When he looks at her beside him, there is a faint smile in his eyes.

Feng Aotian dropped a kiss on his forehead, and then got off the dragon bed.

The cat's father-in-law has prepared a set of washing utensils and walked in.

Lan Jingshu was startled first, then he got off the dragon bed and stood beside Feng Aotian.

After the two groomed and dressed properly, Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng had already walked outside the hall to wait.

Feng Aotian watched the two of them come in, and the group of people sat at the same table as if they were a day before, eating breakfast.

She filled the soup and handed it to Yi Mu specially. Seeing that the melancholy between his eyebrows and eyes had not yet been drawn, her complexion was slightly dark, and she whispered, "Drink more to keep away the cold."

Yi Mu took the soup, looked down, and responded respectfully, "Thank you, the emperor!"

Feng Aotian then filled the soup again and placed it in front of others. Gu Yefeng was not used to Feng Aotian's such dignified behavior at first, but afterwards, he became accustomed to getting along with each other, and he was no longer stuck. .

Meteor looked at the food at the table, and was most delighted. He ate breakfast happily, ignoring the surrounding affairs, including people.

Of course, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu noticed this little doll that suddenly appeared in the bedroom, and they looked at each other and couldn't help being curious.

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, and then said, "This little devil is the City Lord of Feihe City."

When the two of them heard it, they even took the Lan Jing book with them. They naturally knew that he was once the king of a country. However, seeing his imageless and feasting food, the three of them silently ignored him. The identity of him, but treat him as an ordinary nanny.

After breakfast, Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu went to the morning session. The father-in-law Mao followed him and looked at the men in front of him. It was really uncomfortable in his heart. There are so many here. Yes, he can't help feeling sad.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at him with sadness, then looked at Lan Jingshu in a light blue official robe, and Yi Mu in a pink official robe, even sitting in a wheelchair. Gu Yefeng, who was on the road, also showed a delicate air, Feng Aotian couldn't help thinking, when she was just reborn, who was she with her? Now, how many are following her?

Above the early dynasty, in the Jinluan Temple, this is the first time that Feng Aotian has gone to the early dynasty after he left for a period of time. The significance of this early dynasty is extraordinary. It symbolizes the future prosperity of Fengqi Kingdom and the Shenzhou today. On the mainland, the most talked about by the common people is the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom. Fengqi Kingdom, which has been separated for hundreds of years, has finally returned. No one expected that half a year ago, the people were in danger. Feng Nation, which can be flattened by the habitation country, has now regained two fourth-class countries and one third-class country, and has become a second-class country.

The rest of the third-class countries are now unable to compete with them. Even the other three countries of the second-class countries are now thinking of ways.

Feng Aotian was sitting on the dragon chair, looking at the lie down and the hundreds of officials standing neatly with their heads down, yelling in unison, "Long live my emperor!"

At this moment, what she sees is the prosperity of Feng Qiguo. She Feng Aotian has never been a person who has been trampled underfoot, and the country she controls will surely become the best on this continent in the future. powerful country.

The officials who lie down are all young talents who have been screened and replaced. Feng Aotian, who once avoided like a snake and scorpion, has now become a **** respected by all people. As time passed, it was gradually forgotten by the world.

After the early dynasty, Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom.

She sat down immediately and saw that the soul had fallen to one side with her head down.

She took the tea from Mr. Mao, "Is everything done?"

"Yes." The soul replied, "The subordinates have brought back Lu Yunxiu and the nine princesses of Yuguo."

"Set it up properly." Feng Aotian said indifferently.

"Yes." Soul whispered, "Master, something happened to Wu Yueguo."

Feng Aotian was slightly startled, thinking that Ling Shuangxue had just put down the riot, what happened?

"Nan Huiguo sent a special envoy to Wuyue Kingdom, saying yes, to ask for the treasure of the town, the blood jade ring, which was lost 20 years ago." The soul continued, "The ring is indeed in the night servant. In the hands of the concubine, more importantly, Huan Peinai is the relic of the concubine, and her favorite thing in her lifetime."

Feng Aotian listened, his eyes sank, and then said, "How did Nan return to the country know that this ring was in Wu Yueguo's hands?"

"Someone quietly handed a secret letter to the emperor returning to the south." The soul continued.

Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed, "Can you find out who did it?"

"The secret letter is now in the hands of the Emperor Nanhuiguo. He has hidden it and has not been found yet." The soul replied with a bit of loss.

Feng Aotian snorted coldly, and a shuddering smile evoked at the corner of his mouth. "It seems that someone wants to provoke the incident between returning to China and Wuyue Kingdom."

"The subordinates also think so, but, now, the concubine Ye has not found out, why did the concubine Chen own this ring? Therefore, if the concubine Ye will return the ring to Nan Huiguo, he will definitely not follow it. Don't forgive, ask Wu Yueguo to hand over the thief. If you don't hand over Huanpei, then Nan will take advantage of this to provoke a war." The soul analyzed in turn.

"Check, it seems that there is a hidden secret behind the concubine Chen." Feng Aotian turned the tea cup in his hand and whispered.

"Yes." The soul responded quickly.

Feng Aotian whispered, "When will the post arrive?"

"It will be there tomorrow." The soul continued.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and then said, "After the post is delivered, the news will be broadcast as quickly as possible."

"Yes." The soul responded quickly.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and the soul then retreated.

The cat is sitting next to Feng Aotian, leaning against her, "Master, do you really want to do this?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "That's natural, it's not exactly what he meant by them."

The corners of the cat's mouth curled slightly, "This also matches the master's intention."

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, squeezing the soft flesh of his waist, "You understand."

Meteor hurried to one side, raised his head, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor also understands."

Feng Aotian laughed, then stood up, "Change clothes for the master."

"Yes." Mr. Cat responded, got up quickly, followed Feng Aotian into the inner hall, "Master, are you going to see him again?"

Feng Aotian is noncommittal, turning his eyes to look at Father Cat, "You stay in the palace obediently for your father, and don't run around."

Grandpa Cat nodded in dissatisfaction, Feng Aotian took off his dragon robe, put on a brocade robe, stepped out of the bedroom, flew over, and went to Feng Clan.

Meteor stared at Father Cat in a daze, staring at the direction Feng Aotian left. He carried his hands on his back, raised his head, and looked at Father Cat, "Hey, so sour and vinegar."

Papa Mao raised his hand and patted Meteor’s head, "Lunch, I don’t have your share."

Meteor was about to scream loudly, and the yell that he had just pulled out, he hurriedly put it back, tugging at the sleeve of the cat's father-in-law, with a flattering expression, "Hehe, I was laughing."

The cat shook off his hand, ignored him, turned around, and walked forward.

Meteor followed, with a flattering smile, "Is it wrong if I am wrong? What should I prepare for lunch?"

Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun reclined on a soft couch, waiting for good news.

Just learned that Feng Aotian had robbed Lu Yunxiu and the Ninth Princess from his hands, he suddenly raised his voice and laughed, "I wonder what will happen to Feng Aotian?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "What else? Since people have been robbed, it is convenient for you and me to have nothing to do with you."

Xing Wuyun shook the flask in his hand, "No, no, Feng Aotian must know that you and I have calculated her, according to her temper, naturally will not be easily calculated by you and me, I am afraid that she is A bigger trap was set up for you and me."

Wei Zimo sneered as he listened to him, "What about it?"

"How?" Xing Wuyun smiled, smiling wantonly, "I want to know that you and I have given her such a big surprise, how can she fight back?"

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, "Okay, I'll wait and see."

Xing Wuyun is in a great mood with Erlang's legs upright.

Feng Aotian fell by the hot spring pool, watching Mu Hanjin no longer wake up since she fell asleep last night, she stepped into the hot spring pool, raised her hand, and probed his breath, although weak, but not big In case, she fished him out of the hot spring pool, took him back to the house, changed his medicine again, and gently stroked his face.

Mu Hanjin seemed to feel something, but he didn't have the strength to wake up, so he could only slightly tremble the curled eyelashes, and his hand was curled up.

Feng Aotian spread his hand out and put it on his cheek, let him feel her temperature, let him know that she is always by his side.

Tears dripped from the corner of Mu Hanjin's eyes, and Feng Aotian sighed quietly, "How come you don't know, you still cry."

While speaking, he took out the silk kerchief and wiped it gently. Then, a light kiss was placed on his lips, and he was embraced in his arms, hugging him, and talking in a low voice.

After a long time, Feng Aotianfu took him back to the hot spring pool, then turned and left.

The moment she left, Mu Hanjin still trembled her eyes, but she was still unable to open them.

When Feng Aotian returned to the bedroom, he saw Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu. Gu Yefeng came back from the Superintendent. Leng Peihan also came with her. She knelt on Feng Aotian with joy. In front of him, "The minister sees the emperor!"

Feng Aotian looked at her like this, smiled and said, "How good is the service these days?"

Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Gu Yefeng suddenly became angry and stared at her fiercely. It wasn't her identity. He had already rushed forward and shouted directly. This is where the service is, it is inhumane. Torture.

Leng Peihan nodded quickly, his eyes gleaming brightly, "The minister has been doing it with all his heart."

Feng Aotian listened to her, turned his eyes, looked at the anger that erupted from Gu Yefeng's eyes, and then said unhurriedly, "Why look at the Lord like this, isn't she serving well?"

Gu Yefeng stared at Feng Aotian and gave a cold snort, gritted his teeth.

"If the service is not good, then extend the time limit until you are comfortable." Feng Aotian said casually.

Gu Yefeng listened, even more so that Feng Aotian's teeth were itchy with hatred, and he took a deep breath, then burst out word by word under the pressure of the fire in his heart, "Very good."

"Can you feel comfortable?" Feng Aotian said reluctantly.

Gu Yefeng stared at Feng Aotian's eyes, with a look of steadfastness, "Shu...heart..."

When Leng Peihan heard this, he hurriedly responded shyly, "The apprentice feels embarrassed for such praise. Master can rest assured that even if the deadline is up, the apprentice will do his best to serve Master."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yefeng was so angry that he couldn't lift up, and he almost didn't carry his breath. When he faced Feng Aotian's deep and optimistic eyes, he finally couldn't hold back, and he snarled. ...