This Lord is Too Cruel: 207 Someone is playing hide and seek with the master

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Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng's eyes swollen seriously, and his recovery as before, she knew that the poisoning had made him mature a lot, and now Gu Yefeng is slowly growing and knows how to cherish.

And why is she? After so much right and wrong, they are all supporting each other and growing slowly.

She held Lan Jingshu's hand, "Thanks for your hard work these days."

Lan Jingshu met her smiling face, and he shook his head, "It's not hard, but it can't help the emperor, because the minister did not do well enough."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and embraced him, "What you have done now is enough."

Lan Jingshu leaned quietly in her arms. He wanted to say that Father Cat is gone. He watched her suffer the grievances alone. He could do nothing. Xing Wuyun was injured. He could do nothing. Now Yi Mu is missing. , He is even more powerless, what he can do for her is far from enough.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and pressed them to his forehead. Feng Aotian's eyes were slightly bent and cold, looking straight at his eyes, as if to see him through, she tightened her hand around his waist slightly. A light kiss was placed on the corner of his lips, "Master knows what you are thinking, but the master wants to tell you that everything you are doing now has allowed the master to rest assured enough to do other things."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, looked down, and leaned on her again, "The emperor, the minister understands."

He doesn’t understand many things, but once he touches her, he wants to do more and better. He wants to let her have no worries and let her rest assured. In fact, he is very Clearly, sometimes, he can fight for it, but he just wants to stand behind her and give in silently. Maybe this is due to his character, maybe this is a way he loves her. .

Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand, walked behind Gu Yefeng, pushed the wheelchair, and walked slowly towards the inner hall.

"Master, go out, you two will wait for your master here." Feng Aotian looked at them and said softly.

"Yes." Lan Jingshu knew that she was going to see Wufeng.

Gu Yefeng also knew that after watching her leave, the two took a bath by themselves.

Feng Aotian fell in the courtyard, and saw no wind lying on the recliner, riding on the moonlight, aloof temperament, indifferent demeanor, not a trace of morbidity, on the contrary, it was a bit more of a comfort of isolation.

Feng Aotian stepped up, walked to his side, and sat down gracefully, "How is the injury?"

Wufeng opened his eyes slightly, and smiled at Shang Feng Aotian. He just rolled his eyes lightly and responded faintly, "It's not a problem."

Meteor heard Feng Aotian's voice, and ran out of the house quickly, slipped into Feng Aotian's arms, holding her, "Holy Lord, you are finally back."

Feng Aotian looked at Meteor and raised her head, looking at her with a grievance on her face. She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Are you in trouble again?"

"How is it possible?" Meteor hurriedly raised his voice, "Is it possible that Meteor is a troublemaker in the eyes of the Lord?"

Feng Aotian nodded and replied, "Yes."

The meteor sighed faintly, "It turns out that the meteor is in the eyes of the Lord."

Speaking, slipped from Feng Aotian's arms, and then sat aside.

Wufeng smiled silently, raised his eyes and looked at her.

Feng Aotian also set his eyes on him at the same time, "Does the injury really matter?"

"Yeah." No wind nodded in response.

"Can the bloodthirsty chase the soul be activated then?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"No." Wufeng replied lightly, "Although it doesn't get in the way, it can't be used anymore."

Feng Aotian faced the indifferent in the windless eyes, and then asked, "Then there are other ways?"

"Ask him." No wind lay on the recliner comfortably, raising his finger slightly, pointing at the meteor.

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at the windlessness, "I can't help it."

"Really?" No wind replied slowly, "You told Lan Jingshu yesterday that there is a way."

"How do you know?" Meteor's eyes widened, looking at him, curiously asked.

"Guess it." Wufeng raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Meteor opened his bright eyes and looked at him, "You can really pry into people's hearts."

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Tell me, what can I do?"

Meteor lifted his forehead and looked at the sky, and then said, "I just comforted them last night, how could there be any way?"

When Feng Aotian saw the meteor like this, he knew that there really was no way, and then said, "Where is the dog?"

The dog is already standing next to Feng Aotian vigorously at this moment, looking up and staring at her.

Meteor set his gaze on the dog, and saw it nodded, then looked at Feng Aotian, and said quietly, "It seems to have a way."

"What?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at the dog and asked.

The dog raised his head, stared at Feng Aotian, then looked at the meteor, "Restart the bloodthirsty chasing the soul with Wang Zun’s blood."

Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and shook his head quickly, "What kind of trick is this."

Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Let's talk about it."

"It said using your blood from the Holy Lord to start the bloodthirsty chasing the soul." Meteor replied angrily.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the windlessness, "This method is feasible?"

"Yeah." Wufeng nodded, "However, I didn't intend to let the emperor bleed."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian has shed blood too many times, and has long been used to it.

No wind raised his eyes and looked at her, "Aren't you afraid that you will lose too much blood and damage the root?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you worried about him?"

Wufeng smiled lightly, then got up and looked at her, "Nothing, use my blood."

As he said, he got up and walked slowly outside the courtyard.

Feng Aotian flew down in front of him, with his fingertips on his wrists to grasp the pulse, "With your current body, I am afraid it will not be possible."

No wind raised his eyes, looked at her, and chuckled, "Is the emperor caring about me?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then let go of him, lifted a step, and walked towards the Emperor's Bedroom.

No wind smiled lightly, followed her, and walked forward calmly.

The shooting star lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and patted the dog on the head, "Look, what bad idea you have."

The **** dog stared at the shooting star with dark eyes, "Do you dare to shoot again?"

Meteor snorted coldly and walked forward with his hands on his back.

The **** dog looked at his airy appearance, gritted his teeth, and followed.

The group of people walked to the emperor's bedroom. After Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had bathed, they were sitting in the hall, looking at the scroll.

Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian stepping inside, followed by the windless, meteor and the dog, the two looked at each other, and then they got down on the soft couch.

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "This month is over, and it's winter. You two are dressed so thinly, beware of the cold."

"It's okay." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, and the hand held by Feng Aotian passed a little warmth.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Go and rest on the dragon bed."

"The emperor?" Lan Jingshu saw Wufeng always standing behind Feng Aotian, and couldn't help asking without a word.

"Master activates the bloodthirsty soul chasing formation." Feng Aotian said bluntly.

Lan Jingshu can't help but feel a little worried, and then said, "The minister stood by and watched."

Feng Aotian took his hand and walked into the inner hall, "obedient."

Lan Jingshu reluctantly lay on the dragon couch, Feng Aotian pulled up the quilt and covered it for him, and then saw Gu Yefeng walking in with a wheelchair.

Feng Aotian hugged him and put him on the dragon couch, "give him a good rest."

"Okay." Gu Yefeng knew that once she decided something, she couldn't change it.

Feng Aotian lowered his head, gave a light kiss on the corner of his forehead, then turned around and stepped out of the inner hall.

Wufeng watched Feng Aotian’s gentle behavior towards Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, his indifferent eyes flashed with gloom, and then he took out the phosphor powder in the brocade bag, set it up according to yesterday’s formation, and then took it out. I used half of the blood kerchief yesterday, then put it in the bowl, and then raised my hand to cut it from my wrist.

However, he saw a snow-white jade hand placed in front of him, and the wrist was bleeding, dripping into the bowl.

He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, then with a fingertip, he clicked on the acupuncture point on her wrist, then took out a piece of white cloth, bandaged her wrist, and then cut his wrist away , Dripped blood into it, and this series of actions went smoothly.

Feng Aotian looked at her wrist, and then at the blood on Wufeng's wrist, she narrowed her Phoenix eyes, but stared at him with interest.

The windless expression is still calm and calm. After the blood is emptied, he takes care of the wound on his wrist, and then looks at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, please sit here."

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded and sat down gracefully.

Without wind, he turned his eyes and looked at the meteor and the dog, "Sit where you sat yesterday."

"Hmm." Meteor nodded in response, and then settled down with the dog.

Wu Feng immediately sat cross-legged opposite Feng Aotian, and then raised both palms, Feng Aotian also raised both palms according to his behavior.

Wu Feng placed the bowl in his hand on Feng Aotian's right palm, and his left palm was against his left palm. He also held the bowl with his right hand, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When Feng Aotian saw that he was starting to move, she also held her breath and closed her eyes, and then saw a golden light and a white light shrouded in the two people's heads, and the meteor and the dog had formed a strong vortex around them. .

How could Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng resting on the dragon couch rest in peace? Now, the two of them are sitting halfway, looking at Feng Aotian in the hall.

After a while, Feng Aotian and Wufeng suddenly opened their eyes, and then the two figures left the formation, flying away.

Lan Jingshu saw this, then looked at Gu Yefeng, "I hope I can find Yi Mu this time."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng nodded slightly, "Yi Mu can't have any more trouble."

Feng Aotian watched as the blood in the bowl held by Wufeng turned into a red light, until the ground shot forward, Wufeng looked at her, "Following this red light, you can find Yi Mu Whereabouts."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and then the two flew forward. After about half of the incense, the two followed the red light and circled the entire palace half a circle, but they landed in Xing Wuyun's bedroom.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xingyun Palace. He couldn't help but wonder, why is Yi Mu here?

No wind raised his eyes, looked at the more intense red light in front of him, and hurried forward, "There should be a secret passage here."

"Secret Dao?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but wondered how could there be a secret Dao here?

The two slowly walked into the study room of the dormitory. The red light had illuminated the whole study room brightly. Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the wall in front of him, and then looked towards Wufeng, "Where? "

"Yeah." No wind nodded, "You must find the mechanism first."

Feng Aotian looked around the wall in front of her, and slowly closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she walked to her feet and leaned on a row of bookshelves. She raised her hand and moved the third row of bookshelves to the right. His second book stepped back half an inch and heard the sound of the wall slowly moving.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "It seems that the head of the spirit clan is very familiar with the Lord's palace."

"Maybe." Wufeng looked at the wall that had moved away before him, and walked inward first.

Feng Aotian took the lead and looked at him, "Just stay by the side of the master."

Wufeng smiled indifferently, looking at her upright back, looking down at the bowl held by the two, her fingers pressed on the back of his hand, his eyes flashed with an invisible strange light.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the secret road in front of him. It seemed that he had set it up early, but I don't know who did it? She was going to see who's bedroom was before this palace.

No wind followed her, and the two walked forward slowly to prevent stepping on the mechanism.

Feng Aotian waved her sleeves, and the candlesticks on both sides lit up instantly. She turned her eyes and looked at the windlessness, "Will you be able to escape?"

"It's just dabbing." Wufeng replied calmly.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then smiled, "Unexpectedly, you know a lot as a genius doctor."

"That's just a few tricks." Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian and didn't point it out. She is now testing him.

Of course, Feng Aotian knows that Wufeng is a smart person. When she asks, she knows that he will not conceal anything. She simply expresses the doubts in her heart. Where can I learn it?"

No wind raised his eyes and looked at her, "Teached by an expert."

"Oh." Feng Aotian said it all, without further digging into it, the two of them walked inward slowly while covering the secret road, while the red light in front of them was slowly weakening.

"Did he find out?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, looking at the red light in the bowl, and said coldly.

"It seems to be." Wufeng still replied lightly, without a trace of panic.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and suddenly thought, his indifferent temperament, what is it that can make him lose his current calm and relaxed appearance?

Wufeng followed her and walked forward step by step until the two saw the Shimen hanging in the air. Feng Aotian looked at him, "You stay here, Lord, go in and take a look. "

No wind looked at her, "Go in together."

"If there is a trap inside, I don't want to be distracted." Feng Aotian looked at him and said.

No wind, but smiled lightly, then stepped up, bent over, and stepped in. Just when Feng Aotian was about to enter, he heard the rumbling sound of Shimen, and saw the Shimen moving down quickly. Then, when Feng Aotian saw this, he quickly pulled it hard and pulled out the windless person who had entered the stone gate.

No wind was caught off guard by Feng Aotian's force, and he ran into her arms. Fortunately, there was a bowl in the arms of the two of them, otherwise, he would be embraced by her.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "It's a trap."

Wufeng took a step back slightly, without any shame or discomfort, just nodded, "There is indeed a trap inside. If it is, I will fall one step forward."

Feng Aotian lowered her head, looking at the red light that had disappeared in the bowl, her eyes sank, "It seems that he is playing the game."

The windless eyes looked down, watching Feng Aotian's mouth with an evil smile, his whole body exuding a cold air, his eyes dimmed, and then he said, "Since the red light disappears here, Yi Mu should Still there."

Feng Aotian watched that the road ahead was blocked by the stone gate. She didn't find any other secret roads all the way down. She looked up and looked at the secret roads in front of her.

Wufeng also raised his eyes and looked at them, and the two of them coincidentally cast their eyes on a bronze mirror standing behind him.

Feng Aotian took the lead, standing beside him, raising his hand, slapped the bronze mirror, and slapped according to the direction of the seven stars. When he heard a sound, the bronze mirror in front of him was opened.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw that there was a dark room in front of her. She turned her eyes and looked towards Wufeng, "You are waiting for the Lord here."

Wufeng looked at the persistence in her eyes, then released the bowl in her hand, Feng Aotian stepped up and walked inward.

Wufeng stood outside, watching Feng Aotian enter the dark room, and then the bronze mirror was slowly closed, his figure flashed, and he followed into the bronze mirror.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at him, "How come in?"

No wind smiled indifferently, "I don't have the strength to drag you out."

As he spoke, he raised his hand holding the bowl, and saw blood bleed from his wrist.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, stood in front of him, took out a piece of Jinpa from her arms, untied the white cloth on his wrist that had been stained with blood, and the wound on her wrist was split. She took it from her arms. He took out a porcelain bottle, sprinkled the powder on it, and used Jinpa to cover the wounds.

"It seems that people around the emperor are often injured, and this bandaging technique is very skilled." Wufeng lowered his head, watching her bandage gently and skillfully, and whispered.

Feng Aotian bandaged, raised her eyes, took a look at him, then turned around, and looked at the dark room in front of her. There were bronze mirrors on all sides, without any decorations inside. She lowered her head and looked at the bluestone floor under her feet. Looking at her face illuminated by the bronze mirror in front of her, she walked slowly in front of the bronze mirror.

Wufeng stood in the same place, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, through the bronze mirror, he found the pattern, and then looked at her, "The person who designed this mechanism is really amazing."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "These four bronze mirrors seem ordinary, but they hide mystery. Each side reflects different figures according to different directions."

"Well, this is also a flaw." Wufeng nodded, and then raised his steps, walking step by step following the shadow reflected by Feng Aotian. When he reached the bronze mirror on the far right, the windless footsteps Stepping on the bluestone that casts the shadow, then I saw the bronze mirror in front of me slowly moving.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the lack of wind. The two of them left the dark room here, and then moved forward to see a candlestick in the center of the secret room in front of them, nothing else.

Feng Aotian is holding a bowl in one hand, propping his chin in the other, raising his eyes, looking at the candlestick in front of him, and then looking towards Wufeng, "How to crack this place?"

No wind knew that Feng Aotian was testing him. He walked along the candlelight refracted by the candlestick unhurriedly, walking on the spot, swiping his fingertips across the pedestal on the candlestick, and twisting slightly, he saw what was in front of him. The secret room was opened.

Feng Aotian looked at the windless, "The design of this secret room is interesting."

"The emperor wants to destroy it?" Wufeng asked immediately.

Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "It's too wasteful to ruin, you must make good use of it."

"That's not bad." No wind nodded, and the two of them stepped up and walked out.

When I walked out of the secret room, along a passage, I walked out of Xingyun Palace, right in front of the pond in the Imperial Garden.

Feng Aotian remembered that when she once threw Xing Wuyun into the pond, the corner of her mouth was slightly twitched, she raised her eyes, and looked at the night sky, "Master, what else can he do?"

Wufeng stood beside her and looked at her solemn figure. Through the moonlight, it looked strangely strange. He seemed to understand why the people around her were so devoted to her.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"

"Suitable's red light is very strong. It seems that Yi Mu is safe for the time being." Wufeng replied lightly.

"Safety is good." Feng Aotian is still worried about Yi Mu's body, but she can only wait patiently before she knows what the Spirit Race Patriarch's intention is.

No wind slowly turned around, "Since there is no result, then I will return to the courtyard."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the pond in front of him, "Can you go back alone?"

No wind smiled, "Natural energy."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Master wants to stay here for a while."

"Okay." No wind answered, and then he walked forward.

However, with too much blood loss and too much internal energy wasted, he just walked a few steps and couldn't hold it any longer. He shook his body and fell forward.

Wufeng didn't know when his bones became so fragile. He confidently believed that he could hold back to the courtyard, but now...

His body fell forward in such an embarrassing manner, but he was unable to support it, a strong wind blew, his waist seemed to be surrounded by people, his body rotated along the way, he lifted his eyes and faced him Those cold eyes.

Wufeng was stunned for a moment, he quickly gathered his mind, letting Feng Aotian embrace him, then tapped his toes and flew away.

Meteor and God Dog sensed that Feng Aotian had left, and they quickly put away their skills, he lifted up and rushed out of the Emperor's Sleeping Hall.

The dog raised his eyes, looked at the figure of the meteor leaving, and then followed out slowly.

Feng Aotian landed in the courtyard with no wind, walked into the house, put him on the bed, and saw that his face was pale, not even bloody.

She lifted his injured wrist, pulsed, her breath was weak, and her internal strength was too much. She immediately took out a pill from her arms and put it in his mouth, "Swallow this."

No wind opened her lips slightly, swallowed the pill with effort, and then slowly closed her eyes, this time, it was more serious than last time.

At this time, Meteor had already rushed in. When he saw Feng Aotian sitting next to the bed, Wufeng closed his eyes, his face was pale, and he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Holy Lord, how is he? "

"Excessive loss of internal strength." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the meteor, "You also go to rest."

Meteor shook his head, "Meteor is fine, this time there is no blood cut."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and touched his head, "Isn't it a loss of spiritual power?"

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at her, "Holy Lord, have you still not found it?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "Someone is playing hide and seek with him."

Meteor snorted coldly, "What is the purpose of the clan leader of this spirit race? Why is it Yi Mu?"

Listening to Meteor's words, Feng Aotian thought, yeah, why is it Yi Mu? And why did Yi Mu lose too much blood? However, Shijiazhuang saw the red light and had a steady aura. There was nothing in it that she didn't know.

Pai fell behind Feng Aotian at this time, "Master, his subordinates have sent people to search all corners of the palace, but they have not found any traces."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly, "How many chambers are in this harem? How many secret passages are in each chamber, do you know?"

"The subordinates have sent people to search one by one." Pohang responded, he really didn't know this.

Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Let Princess Qianning take full responsibility."

"Yes." Po hurriedly responded.

"Also, take a good look at which concubine's harem was before this trip to the Cloud Palace." Feng Aotian said coldly.

"Yes, the subordinates will check this out." Po immediately responded, and then retired.

Meteor looked at the wound on Feng Aotian’s wrist, and then looked at her face, although it was gloomy, but there was a hint of whiteness, and she couldn’t help but worry, “Holy Lord, go and rest, here, there is a meteor. Look."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and nodded, "Okay."

Then he got up and left the courtyard.

The meteor watched Feng Aotian leave, and then sat on the side of the bed, watching the windlessness, and sighed quietly, "I said, curiosity kills people."

The dog came in, looked up at the shooting star, and then lay weakly on the ground.

Meteor looked at the dog, "It's not your bad idea."

The dog is noncommittal, just glaring at the shooting star, "It's no other way."

Feng Aotian entered the emperor's sleeping hall, and did not rest for a moment all day. Not only did she drain her internal strength, but she also bleeds. Although her body can hold it, she is also exhausted.

She walked slowly to the inner hall, and saw that Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng did not rest, but were sitting halfway, watching her come.

Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then walked slowly, Lan Jingshu quickly got off the dragon bed, walked to her side, and supported her with one hand, "The emperor, are you okay?"

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "It's okay, but it's a little tired."

"The minister is waiting for you to rest." Lan Jingshu looked at her distressedly, said softly, and then stretched out her hand, took off her robe, and put on a broad coat, and helped her to lie down.

Gu Yefeng looked at her tired look, "The emperor rests."

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and gently covered the brocade quilt on her body, turning sideways, just staring at her quietly.

At noon the next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, Lan Jingshu had already prepared the washing utensils, and ordered Sixi to go and stew the medicine for nourishing Qi and blood, while he stood by, waiting for her to wake up.

Gu Yefeng was already dressed, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her.

Feng Aotian sat up slowly, looked at the two in front of him, smiled, "When is it now?"

"It's just after noon." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, and then stepped forward and helped her out of the bed.

Feng Aotian allowed Lan Jingshu to support her, walked to the golden basin, and washed her face.

Lan Jingshu helped her sit in front of the dressing table, "The emperor, the minister will take care of your hair."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded shallowly, and then sat down, letting him hold his own blue silk.

Lan Jingshu is very gentle and careful. He has never tied his hair so seriously. This is the first time. He does it very slowly, but he is very careful.

Feng Aotian did not urge him, letting him tie it up, and then he was deeply relieved, "The emperor, it's all right."

Feng Aotian looked at himself in the bronze mirror, smiled and responded, "Very good."

Only then did Lan Jingshu reveal a gentle smile, "The emperor, the minister will accompany you for lunch."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, and then took Lan Jingshu's hand and stepped out of the inner hall.

Gu Yefeng was already sitting at the table, looking up, watching the two approaching, he whispered, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian sat down immediately, looked at the meal in front of him, and then asked, "Where is the meteor?"

"No wind hasn't awakened yet, he's still watching." Lan Jingshu responded softly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "I'm afraid it will be night after I wake up."

Lan Jingshu didn't speak any more, instead he poured soup and placed it in front of her.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Lord wants you to feed."

Lan Jingshu immediately sat beside her, picked up the soup bowl, scooped a spoon, blew it gently, and then handed it to her.

Feng Aotian took the opportunity to drink, raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Now I am more sensible."

Lan Jingshu just smiled and slowly fed her.

Gu Yefeng sat on one side and looked at the two of them. He couldn't help sighing and ate his own meal.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Gu Yefeng continued to eat lunch and replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian supported his chin with one hand, and put the other on Lan Jingshu's lap, looking at him, "Or you can feed him."

Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "If the emperor does this again, the minister will resign."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Lan Jingshu, "He doesn't feed him, you feed him."

Lan Jingshu saw that Feng Aotian was deliberately angry with Gu Yefeng and couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay."

Gu Yefeng put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, then pushed the wheelchair out.

Seeing him leaving, Feng Aotian said slowly, "I forgot what I said last night?"

Gu Yefeng stopped the movement in his hand, turned around, looked at her, "Is the emperor deliberately being an angry minister?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "As long as you feed him, he won't be angry with you."

Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, turned the wheelchair, walked in front of Feng Aotian, took the bowl from Lan Jingshu's hand, scooped the soup, and handed it to her, "The emperor, please."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "It's so hot, how do you drink it?"

Gu Yefeng took a deep breath, then blew it gently, and handed it to her, "The emperor, please."

Feng Aotian whispered, "Yes."

He bowed his head and drank the soup that Gu Yefeng had handed over, and then said, "Master wants more."

"Yes." Gu Yefeng replied coldly, and then took the soup again, blowing it gently, and feeding it to her.

Wei Zimo also heard what happened last night, and now knowing that she is awake, he rushed over, and when he stepped into the emperor's bedroom, he saw the scene in front of him.

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