This Lord is Too Cruel: 167 ministers only provoke men

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Master is too cruel, 167 ministers only provoke men

"Since the nine princesses have not seen it, it happens that the third prince will arrive soon. When I marry him, how about letting the nine princesses see the demeanor of my beloved concubine?" Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked. Looking at the quiet and graceful woman in front of her, her tone seemed flat, and in one sentence, she reminded the nine princesses that Wei Zimo was her person, and, in this world, how can a dignified prince be called a concubine?

The nine princesses can naturally hear the meaning of these words, she just smiled faintly, "The princess is more respectful than fate. Shu Chi Wurong"

Feng Aotian nodded, and then slowly got up, "Then I won't disturb the nine princesses to rest."

"Emperor Fengqi, please." The nine princesses also stood up, looked at Feng Aotian, and nodded.

Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun's hand, stepped out of the house, left the front yard, and walked to the back yard.

The nine princesses smiled and watched Feng Aotian leave until the figure disappeared, and the smile on her mouth disappeared. She slowly turned around and stepped into the study room, holding the book case in one hand and holding it in the other. She sat down sullenly on her chest, hot tears gliding over her eyes, dripping on her heart, she raised her head, and the lingering red brocade robe lingered in her mind, her dream was after all Broken.

Feng Aotian walked out of the front yard, looked sideways, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "She made him look down upon him."

Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "The emperor, the nine princesses are a transparent person."

She raised her eyebrows, held his finger and moved, "Do you like it?"

"It looks like she can be compared to her. There are also a few in the world. In terms of intelligence, it is also the top of the princesses. It is really good." Xing Wuyun ignored the strength of her fingertips.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, looked up, and looked at him, "Then what?"

Xing Wuyun lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, "Less than someone."

Feng Aotian's handsome face showed a brilliant smile and walked towards the backyard with his hand.

The father-in-law Mao looked at the two people who were generous and affectionate in front of him, curled the corners of his mouth, lowered his head, looked at the meteor and did not speak, he was very quiet, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Meteor stepped forward and stood beside Feng Aotian, pulling her sleeves, "Holy Lord, Meteor cannot sense the breath of the nine princesses."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Can't sense a single bit?"

"Yeah." Meteor nodded in response.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank. If she can't even sense a meteor, then it can only mean that her spiritual power has been trained to the point of perfection. There is another possibility, that is, she is not the evil spirit. people.

Xing Wuyun and Father Cat also guessed this possibility. However, they had only heard about the nine princesses, but they were not familiar with it. What's more, they only met now, and it is difficult to judge.

Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, stepped up, and walked to the backyard. He saw that the windows of the main house in the backyard were wide open. A woman was lying leaning against the window, wearing a goose-yellow light gauze dress. The wind blows her face, although her appearance is not as bright as the nine princesses, she is also a rare beauty.

She closed her eyes slightly, seeming to be taking a nap.

Feng Aotian saw her wearing a goose-yellow long dress, turned his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and said quietly, "Really the person who has been married, look, even the clothes are the same color. ."

Xing Wuyun always smiled. When he saw the scene in front of him, he instantly converged. He suddenly felt bad, so he said, don’t come, but if he doesn’t come, Feng Aotian will be alone. Seeing this scene, I wonder what the misunderstanding might be.

Xing Wuyun shook her hand, "What she loves to wear has nothing to do with her ministers. Moreover, the emperor, you seem to have forgotten that the minister is Feng Qiguo's courtier, not the four princes of Qiguo. The marriage contract is the four princes and has nothing to do with the minister."

Feng Aotian said "Oh", but gave Xing Wuyun a meaningful look, and then set his gaze on Lu Yunxiu, "Looking like this, she really lives up to her reputation as a dignified and virtuous person." /

Xing Wuyun curled the corner of his mouth, "Fake Qing Gao."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "How do you know?"

Xing Wuyun stopped talking, but raised his hand, holding Feng Aotian's waist, and leaning his head on her shoulder, "My lord, what else do you want?"

Feng Aotian smiled deeply when he saw him so pleased, holding his hand, slowly walking to the window ten steps away, "Miss Lu is really in good spirits."

Her voice is not loud, but it can make the whole courtyard hear it truly. Her eyebrows are slightly bent, and she looks at Lu Yunxiu who is leaning against the window with a smile.

Xing Wuyun looked at the woman in front of him. If he was surrounded by beautiful women in the past, he would naturally want it, but now, he doesn't want to get involved with any woman.

Lv Yunxiu heard the sound, opened her eyes slowly, a pair of apricot eyes with a bit of sleepiness, when she looked at the person in front of her, especially when she saw Xing Wuyun, she was slightly startled, then she got up on the soft bed and walked down. I got out of the bed, opened the door, and stood outside, full of happiness, "Lv Yunxiu sees Feng Qihuang, sees His Royal Highness."

"My son thinks, this girl has admitted the wrong person." Before Xing Wuyun waited for Feng Aotian to speak, he responded first, leaving aside Lu Yunxiu.

Feng Aotian moved beautifully, and the hand that held Xing Wuyun's waist tightened, and stepped forward, "Miss Lu is flat."

"Thank you, Feng Xihuang." Lu Yunxiu's face was calm, and he saluted in a proper manner, slowly getting up, turning her sideways.

Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun walked into the house intimately, and the two sat in the main seat. Feng Aotian pulled gently, and Xing Wuyun sat in his arms obediently.

Xing Wuyun was a little uncomfortable with this posture, but he knew that she was unhappy now, so he could only sigh secretly. He did nothing and was remembered by her.

Lü Yunxiu bowed her head and walked lightly, and walked slowly to one side without saying a word.

Feng Aotian put one hand around Xing Wuyun’s waist and the other hand played with the blue silk on his chest, watching Lu Yunxiu keep her head down, unable to see her emotions at the moment, "Miss Lu doesn’t need to be polite, give a seat !"

"Lu Yunxiu thanked the Emperor Fengqi." Lu Yunxiu still had a faint complexion and sat down plainly.

When Feng Aotian looked at her like this, she knew that her mind was deep, raised her eyes, and glanced at Xing Wuyun. The meaning in her eyes was, "It's really the woman you're looking at, and I can't tell."

Xing Wuyun was a bit wronged. This is not what he was interested in, but was stuffed to him by others. Didn't he never ask for it?

Feng Aotian doesn't care, whether he wants it or not, but this woman always wants to marry him. Thinking about this, she feels uncomfortable.

Xing Wuyun leaned in her arms a little wronged, and the matter was over, he could only pretend not to know.

Lv Yunxiu didn't wait for Feng Aotian to speak, she sat on one side quietly, silent.

So stalemate, after a long time, Feng Aotian slowly said, "Miss Lu's habit of living here?"

Lv Yunxiu spoke unhurriedly, "It's all available."

In just four words, it shows that her current attitude, whether she is used to it or not, is not her own place.

Feng Aotian smiled again, "Miss Lu knows that the four princes of Le Qiguo died in battle?"

Lü Yunxiu raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian. He happened to see Xing Wuyun's shirt half open. He was leaning against Feng Aotian's arms with a bright smile on his mouth. The two seemed very close. .

She didn't have too much emotion, she just faintly replied, "Whether the four princes are alive or dead, Lu Yunxiu is his person."

Listening to Lu Yunxiu's words, Feng Aotian pinched Xing Wuyun's waist severely. Although Xing Wuyun felt pain, he was helpless. Can her words be believed? Even if she died in love, it has nothing to do with him, anyway, he is not the fourth prince of Le Qiguo now.

"So that's the case." Feng Aotian said clearly, "I brought Miss Lu here specially for the fourth prince. Unfortunately, now that he has died, I will leave Miss Lu here. Meaning, tomorrow, I will send someone to send Miss Lu back to Le Qiguo."

Lü Yunxiu lowered her eyes and slowly got up, "Thank you Feng Qihuang."

Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "Miss Nalu is ready to prepare."

After she said, she stood up, bowed her head, and drank slightly at the corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Why, not willing to get up?"

When Xing Wuyun was said by Feng Aotian, he felt that this was completely molested by her, but he could only accept it. Now, Ruchen refuted her, and it is estimated that she will hate it in the future.

He lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her lips, "The emperor really understands the mind of a minister."

Feng Aotian smiled, holding his hand, and left without looking back.

Meteor and Father Cat looked at this boring scene in front of them, shaking their heads helplessly, and followed them away.

Lv Yunxiu always stood on one side. After they left completely, she slowly raised her eyes and looked into the distance, with a wicked smile on her mouth...

Meteor stepped forward and looked up at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, do you think this Lu Yunxiu is weird?"

"Well, let’s talk about it." Feng Aotian kept his gaze on Xing Wuyun. It seemed that she had to think of a way to let them stay by her side in peace and peace, and less tangled flowers outside, especially It's the romantic boy who is out of nickname.

Xing Wuyun looked at her innocently. What did he do wrong? He didn't provoke that woman.

"Her expression was too calm, even if it was due to her temperament, but at the first glance she recognized him as the fourth prince. When he revealed that he was not the fourth prince, Lu Yunxiu was not half surprised. , Still standing calmly, and then, the Holy Lord said that the fourth prince was dead, and she did not show any sadness or surprise. This was too calm, the more so, it means that she is very abnormal. "Meteor said as he walked striding forward.

Feng Aotian nodded, "What else?"

"Also, she has martial arts." Meteor replied.

"Can you feel her unusual aura?" Feng Aotian looked back at the meteor and asked.

"Meteor only sensed that she was deliberately concealing her inner breath, but, Shicai, saw the Holy Lord and..." Meteor raised her head, looked at Xing Wuyun, and said with a smile, "Seeing that the Holy Lord is intimate with Xing Gongzi At the time, she unconsciously showed a trace of breath, which was noticed by the meteor."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This is the woman you provoke."

"Not a minister." Xing Wuyun strongly denied, "The minister does not provoke women now."

Feng Aotian asked immediately, "Don't provoke women? provoke men?"

Xing Wuyun looked at her, "The emperor is the emperor who knows the heart of the minister."

"It seems that you have to clean up." Feng Aotian dragged him and walked out.

Xing Wuyun let her tugging, with a small smile on his lips.

Meteor looked at Mrs. Mao in confusion, "Didn't the Holy Lord come here to investigate the case?"

"The drunkard's intention is not to drink." The cat father shook his head, his mouth curled, "Let's go, stay here for a while, beware that the master thinks you and I are in favor of the people in this."

Meteor looked like hell, "Women are really troublesome."

"Who said no." Father Cat nodded, one big and one small, muttering and then left the courtyard.

Feng Aotian dragged Xing Wuyun, with a gloomy face, returned to the Emperor's bedroom, and then pulled him directly into the inner hall, turned around, and looked at him, "You do it yourself, or let the master do it yourself."

Xing Wuyun looked at her, then leaned to one side, a pair of peachy eyes were very charming, and he smiled evilly, "The minister likes the emperor to do it himself."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, tore off his goose-yellow brocade robe, pushed him down on the dragon couch, then bullied him up, stamped his lips with power and domineering, biting hard. With.

Xing Wuyun put his hands around her waist unconsciously, stroked her back lightly, letting her behave unconsciously.

The cat and Meteor entered the emperor’s bedroom. They sat in the middle of the main hall, pouring tea and drinking by themselves. The curtain of the inner hall was closed, but they wanted to know what was going on inside.

Meteor leaned on the soft couch, squinted and looked at Father Cat, "Who do you think is the real murderer behind the scenes?"

"What do you think?" Mr. Cat asked casually, looking at the meteor.

"These two women are very suspicious." Meteor analyzed by himself, "The nine princesses look like an outspoken temperament, but it is not difficult to see that she is also a person with strong tolerance, that Lu Yunxiu , That’s even more unfathomable, calm."

"If you find Leng Peihan first, you will know who it is." Cat father-in-law said in a low voice, "If it is Lu Yunxiu, the master has already issued an eviction order, and tomorrow will let her leave. If she wants to come, if she really is , It will definitely show its feet."

"Holy Lord, does this use the method of elimination?" Meteor looked at Father Cat with a smile, "Exclude one first, and then the other."

"Hmm." Father Cat nodded, "I will see everything tonight."

Meteor stretched out, then leaned on the soft couch, "I'm tired, take a break first."

The cat father fell asleep watching the meteor like this, he couldn't help but smiled, got up and stepped out of the imperial palace.

Feng Aotian lowered her head and looked at Xing Wuyun's chest injury. It was obvious that the wound was twitching. She looked at him, "You are becoming more casual now."

Xing Wuyun raised his hand, held her in his arms, sniffed the fragrance in her hair, and whispered, "Now, in the eyes of the minister, there is only the emperor, no one except you."

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "How come you don't know how you can say such tender and sweet words."

Xing Wuyun went on to say, "Of course the minister will say, but he is always waiting for the person who tells her."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Lu Yunxiu, have you ever understood?"

Xing Wuyun's mouth tickled, "Is the emperor jealous?"

Feng Aotian is noncommittal, "Lord's person, I'm worried about by others, so vinegar is right."

Xing Wuyun knows that she has never been a hypocritical person, she is very direct, and has never hesitated in dealing with people or things.

He may have been attracted by her strong and domineering temperament, so that he was interested from the very beginning, and then uninvolved in the back, until he was deeply involved.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lu Yunxiu is interesting to you."

"It has nothing to do with the minister." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, and brushed her soft lips with a finger, "As long as the emperor is interested in the minister."

Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth and moved her fingers across his waist and abdomen until... she whispered in his ear, "I dare to be interested."

Xing Wuyun smiled deeply, "The minister waited, but the Lord will come and get it."

"Haha." Feng Aotian was in a good mood. Looking at him, when it comes to hooligans, she should be number one, and Xing Wuyun definitely dare to call second.

She got off the dragon bed and looked at him, "She has the heart and dared to wear clothes of the same color as you blatantly."

Xing Wuyun got up from the dragon couch and held his forehead helplessly. He didn't want to trouble the woman. As for what she wears, it has nothing to do with him.

Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Go and tear up all her goose-yellow clothes for the Lord, and leave none."

"Yes." The soul replied, thinking that even if it was torn apart, she would still do it again.

"Let me see, in the future, if she wears a goose-yellow shirt again, she will tear it to pieces on the spot, wear it once and tear it once." Feng Aotian seemed to hear the soul's belly and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The soul replied, flying forward to work.

Xing Wuyun saw that she was about to get up, and quickly hugged her from the back, bit her ear, and whispered, "The minister likes the emperor to be jealous."

Feng Aotian listened to him, "Lord doesn't like it."

Speaking, he turned his eyes and looked at him, "I don't wear it yet."

Xing Wuyun was unwilling to loosen it, and said with a smile, "Who tore it, who wears it."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "How come you don't know, you are still a rascal."

Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Only to the emperor."

"Okay, I still have business to do." Feng Aotian withdrew from his embrace, reluctantly dressed him, holding his hand, and walked out of the inner hall.

Xing Wuyun glanced at the sleeping meteor that was already lying on the soft couch, sat on one side, picked up the tea cup that Feng Aotian had drunk, and sipped the tea carefully.

Feng Aotian also sat down immediately, Xing Wuyun handed her the tea cup in her hand, and she took a sip as a result.

Mao Gong came in with the soup medicine, and saw Feng Aotian sitting down, he smiled and said, "Master, take the medicine."

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Yeah."

Pluto Mao handed her the medicine, Feng Aotian raised his head and drank it, and handed the bowl to Mr. Mao with the candied fruit in his mouth. Then he got up and walked out, "Master, go out."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun responded lightly.

The cat's father-in-law looked at Xing Wuyun's face full of spring breeze, his mouth twitched, and then turned around and stepped out of the Imperial Palace.

Xing Wuyun drank the last sip of tea, his mouth fragrant, he licked aftertaste, glanced at the meteor, got up, left the emperor's bedroom, and went to the side courtyard to brush the wine jar.

Feng Aotian fell on the Wind Clan, looking at Mu Hanjin who was sitting in the hot spring pool, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and he fished him out of the hot spring pool and took him back to the house.

According to the habits of the past, she wiped his body, applied medicine, and then hugged him and spoke in a low voice.

Feng Aotian stared at his haggard face, he was close to the first death.

Although Mu Hanjin couldn't wake up, she could hear her voice. He couldn't help but smile slightly at the corner of his mouth. Until the sky darkened, Feng Aotian reluctantly hugged him into the hot spring pool. Then, Feishi left.

Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu, and Gu Yefeng returned to the palace after noon, but when they saw that Feng Aotian was not in the emperor's bedroom, they went to Lan Jingshu's bedroom together.

Several people sat in a group, and Pixel Day generally read memorials.

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, "What the **** is that girl Leng Peihan doing? Why is this baby girl case related to her?"

Lan Jingshu looked at him, "Now I know a good disciple who cares about you."

Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, "Who cares about her?"

Yi Mu was absent-minded all the time. Since he woke up in Feng Aotian's arms, his heart felt as painful as hell. Only he himself could deeply experience the unspeakable pain.

Gu Yefeng looked at Yi Mu's unusual expression and asked in a low voice, "Are you too tired?"

"If you are really tired, go back and rest." Lan Jingshu also noticed something wrong with Yi Mu.

Yi Mu paused slightly and looked at them, "It's okay."

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng glanced at each other, thinking that Yi Mu's mind was getting heavier.

Yi Mu lowered his head and looked at the ink dripping on the memorial, which had already spread. He condensed his mind and continued to review.

Feng Aotian did not return to the emperor’s bedroom, but went to Jinxuan Palace on her own. When she saw the study room, the three of them were intently reviewing the memorial, she felt very relieved, and stepped forward and stood there. In front of them, "How is the review?"

The three of them heard the familiar voice and quickly raised their eyes, and saw Feng Aotian looking at them with a small smile.

"The emperor, how did you get here?" Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that she should be very busy at this time.

Feng Aotian looked at them, "Tonight, I have something to do, so come and see you."

Gu Yefeng looked at her, "The emperor, are you looking for Leng Peihan?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Do you care about your apprentice now?"

Gu Yefeng insisted, "Who cares about her."

Lan Jingshu looked at Gu Yefeng and couldn't help but smiled, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, you have something to do, let's go to work, the minister is fine."

Feng Aotian leaned slightly and drank at the corner of his lips, "Remember to eat regularly."

Lan Jingshu was a little hot when Feng Aotian's actions were so sudden, he lowered his eyes slightly, and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Feng Aotian also kissed the corner of Gu Yefeng’s mouth softly and looked at him, "Be obedient."

Gu Yefeng lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "The emperor is becoming more and more rude."

Feng Aotian smiled quietly, raised his eyes, looked at Yi Mu who was sitting opposite, and whispered, "Give your hand to the Lord."

Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at her, paused, and said lightly, "Yes."

Then he stretched out his hand and handed it to her slowly.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, took his pulse, looked at him, "Come down."

Yi Mu was stunned again. Seeing her look gloomy, he quickly cast down his eyes and got off the soft couch. Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "Master sent him back to the bedroom, his body, if he If you hold on to it, you can’t be sure, and you see his corpse."

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng naturally knew that Yi Mu's body was sickened by the heart, and it was in vain.

While Feng Aotian was speaking, he circled Yi Mu's waist and flew away from Jinxuan Palace to Meixiang Palace.

Lan Jingshu looked at Gu Yefeng, "Is the emperor really ignorant, or pretends he doesn't?"

"You know, the emperor always likes to take the initiative." Gu Yefeng whispered.

Lan Jingshu's eyes were dim, thinking about Yi Mu's temperament, let him take the initiative, but it is still difficult to reach the sky.

Yi Mu leaned in her arms, a little stiff, but felt that this embrace was extremely warm, he closed his eyes, didn't think about it, just kept the warmth of this moment firmly in his heart.

Feng Aotian took Yi Mu back to Meixiang Palace, helped him go into the bedroom, put him on the bed, covered the brocade, took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out another, and put it in In his mouth, "rest well."

"Yes." Yi Mu nodded, closing his eyes slowly.

Feng Aotian saw that he was sleeping comfortably, so he got up and left Meixiang Palace.

Yi Mu slowly opened his eyes, stroking the quilt, as if he could feel her temperature, he closed his eyes, the sadness between his brows became thicker, and the corners of his eyes glided with shallow tears.

Feng Aotian returned to the Imperial Palace, Xing Wuyun has not yet returned, and Meteor has woken up, waiting for her.

The cat is ready, "Master, let's go now?"

"No hurry." Feng Aotian waved his hands, "Let’s prepare dinner."

"Yes." Father Cat nodded and replied, and then stepped out.

Meteor rushed into Feng Aotian's arms and looked at her, "Holy Lord, Meteor will also go."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "If Leng Peihan is really controlled by evil, later, you have to take advantage of the mechanism to convince her."

Meteor nodded, knowing that Leng Peihan is now out of control, "Holy Lord, who is the evil person in the end?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Suitable, haven't you discussed with Mr. Mao?"

"Meteor wanted to ask the Lord, do you already have a judgment in your heart?" Meteor thought that she was able to be so confident at this moment, whether she had guessed something early in the morning.

Feng Aotian nodded, "It's just a suspicion. After all, there is no evidence now."

Meteor nodded and said, "Holy Lord, do you say this has something to do with that in Qicheng?"

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "It is undeniable."

Meteor said with a smile, "I don't know how Qicheng is now."

"The Lord is not worried." Feng Aotian is still confident about Jin Yao and the others.

Meteor nodded, "Holy Lord, Nan returning home, what are you going to do?"

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "When were you interested in these things?"

Meteor replied with a grin, "It's just too boring."

"Boring?" Feng Aotian laughed, "Then what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Meteor looked at Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes slightly, knowing that something bad was about to happen, and quickly waved his hand and wanted to leave Feng Aotian's arms.

However, Feng Aotian was one step ahead of him and confined him in her arms. She lowered her head slightly and looked at his immature face, "You have something to hide from the Lord."

Meteor smiled and said, "How can Meteor hide something from the Lord?"

Feng Aotian squeezed Meteor’s little arm, "Really? Do you know what the consequences of concealing the Lord are?"

Meteor hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Holy Lord, Meteor cannot speak."

Feng Aotian looked at him unsuccessfully, "You just nod or shake your head."

"Yeah." Meteor nodded in response, thinking that he hadn't said it himself, that he hadn't revealed the secret.

Feng Aotian whispered, "You know how long it will not be before, Lord is in danger?"

Meteor nodded, looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that the Holy Lord is really the Holy Lord, can you see that he is so obvious?

Feng Aotian immediately said, "This matter has something to do with Nan returning home?"

The meteor sighed faintly and nodded.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "It is also related to Qicheng. To put it bluntly, it is related to the master behind the scenes?"

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at her, "Holy Lord, do you know who is behind this scene?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "You know."

Meteor shook his head, thinking that he didn't know it, so he couldn't stop it and was so depressed.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his head, "Since you can think of it, the Lord can naturally expect that now, it is just a returnee from the south, and then there will be other countries that are dangerous. It is inevitable that the Lord has his own opinions."

Meteor nodded, and it suddenly dawned on him, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, rest assured, Meteor will protect the Holy Lord."

Feng Aotian looked at him seriously and said, "Okay."

Meteor smiled and looked at her. From her arms, Mr. Cat had already prepared dinner, and Xing Wuyun also stepped into the imperial palace and looked at them, "What a coincidence."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It seems that Duke Jiu is not going to let you go."

Xing Wuyun smiled, then stepped forward, leaning weakly on Feng Aotian's shoulder, "It's still so comfortable."

Feng Aotian looked at him amusedly, "Xingyun Palace has been sorted out, you will check it out later, if there is anything that needs to be added."

"Okay." Xing Wuyun nodded, "The emperor will go out soon?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You will stay in the palace and raise your body."

"The minister obeyed!" Xing Wuyun got up and walked to the table holding her hand.

The group stopped having dinner, and Feng Aotian took Mr. Mao and Meteor away.

Xing Wuyun also got up, stepped out of the emperor's bedroom, and walked towards Xingyun Palace, but, halfway through, he turned back and went to Jinxuan Palace and Lan Jingshu.

Gu Yefeng and Lan Jing had just finished their work. They stopped having dinner and chatted in the courtyard. They saw Xing Wuyun walk in by himself.

"Seeing you look good." Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun and said.

Xing Wuyun sat unceremoniously on a stone bench on one side and looked at him, "Do you have good wine here?"

"Your wound has not healed yet." Lan Jingshu can't help but reminded.

"It's okay." Xing Wuyun waved his hand and looked at him, "I drank half of it yesterday, but I have to make it up today."

Gu Yefeng looked at Xing Wuyun so free and easy, and said with a smile, "Yes, today I will make up for last night."

Lan Jingshu saw the two of them so refreshed, so he smiled and Ming Jingxi went to prepare, and the three of them sat in one place.

"By the way, after a few days, I heard that the three princes of Yuluo Kingdom will arrive. Are you close to him?" Gu Yefeng looked at Xing Wuyun and asked curiously.

"This statement is not correct." Xing Wuyun waved his hand, "It should be said that it is intimate."

Lan Jingshu smiled and looked at him, "If your words reach the emperor's ears, you will definitely think you have some other relationship with him."

"Just kidding." Xing Wuyun looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "The third prince is notoriously clean. Everyone must be ten steps away from him. I and him are very good. Standing three steps away from him."

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, "If this is the case, wouldn't it be the day of the wedding..."

Xing Wuyun became more interested when he heard Lan Jingshu’s question, "Haha, it seems that there is a good show."

"Why did I hear the meaning of gloating?" Gu Yefeng couldn't help but said, looking at Xing Wuyun's unbridled smile.

"Brother Gu is very right." Xing Wuyun feels that there is a lot of fun today, especially if he wants to know how Wei Zimo was taken by Feng Aotian, he feels so much fun.

Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun and shook his head, "The three princes really made friends accidentally."

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "If you know how he bullied me in the past, you can understand my current thoughts."

Gu Yefeng asked curiously, "Let's talk about it?"

"Buddha said, don't say it." Xing Wuyun waved his hand, then lifted the jug, filled the glass, and looked at the two of them, "Do it first."

When the two saw him like this, they looked at each other and laughed, and suddenly looked forward to the arrival of the three princes of Yuluo Kingdom.

At this moment, Wei Zimo, who is arriving at the border, escorted him to Beijing along with the secret guards carried by Po. At this moment, his mood is still complicated, but since he has confirmed it, he must hesitate. Isn't it? Perhaps this is his only chance.

For some reason, he suddenly sneezed, his cold eyes flashed with discomfort, and then he said in a deep voice, "Stop!"

The team accompanying Yuluo Country outside the carriage heard the order and stopped quickly and asked in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, what is your order?"

"His Royal Highness is going to change the carriage." Wei Zimo said, and got out of the carriage. The carriage that could make him sneeze must be unclean. In fact, he didn't know that when he was sneezing now, it was actually someone in the capital. Talking about him.

Pai turned around and saw a man in a bright red brocade get out of the carriage, and then saw the carriage in front of him being led over, and then he got into the same carriage that came immediately behind him.

Pei knew early in the morning that the third prince was famous for his cleanliness, but unexpectedly, he was so badly obsessed with cleanliness. He shook his head helplessly and ordered people to continue on his way.

Wei Zimo lay in the clean carriage. Shicai kept frowning her eyebrows. She stretched out at this moment, and then lay down slowly, which made her feel much more comfortable.

Feng Aotian and Father Mao were in Furong Pavilion at the moment, and did not go to the place where the baby girls gathered. Meteor looked at the restaurant opposite, drooling constantly.

Feng Aotian looked at his greedy picture, "You didn't just have dinner."

"Haha, holy lord, the food in this restaurant must be delicious." Meteor couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looking at Feng Aotian and said.

Feng Aotian was about to speak, when he saw the soul fall, he reported, "Master, Leng Peihan has appeared."

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