This Lord is Too Cruel: 241 Wang Qingshui

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Such a magnificent scene, since that year, when Feng Aoyun stood on the tower to welcome Mu Hanyao's triumphant return, the scenes overlapped. Feng Aotian's mind of that day appeared. She looked sideways. With them all dressed up and attending, the next time, when they return in triumph, it will be the time when the world reigns.

"The emperor, do you feel familiar with such a scene?" Mu Hanjin looked straight ahead, watching the vast team coming like mountains, he was thinking about the time, he was here to greet him. At his brother.

Mu Hanyao feels that this kind of honor is something they have never thought of. They remembered the spirit of the year, and the dust has settled now. After the ups and downs, he has no longer what he used to win. Heart, some are just the comfort that can grow old with her.

Leng Qianye turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanyao, then looked in front of him, he whispered, "I don't know when I will enter Beijing next time."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "When can I enter Kyoto."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her, with a shallow and gentle mouth hanging from the corner of his mouth, "The minister does not want the emperor to be too tired."

These words sound like caring, but the meaning in the words is probably only clear to them.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes calmly and looked straight ahead, "Not tired."

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, smiled at Leng Qianye, and then looked into the distance.

Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo are in the restaurant now. The harmonious atmosphere is nothing more than a foil for them. It’s better to stay here and watch the team pass by, but return Can give birth to a bit of joy.

Wei Zimo is already very good now. At this moment, he is looking at Xing Wuyun more and more unpleasantly. Seeing that he is still drinking leisurely there, he said coldly, "It's so easy to do with the shopkeeper. In the absence of time, you haven't even taken care of things in the restaurant?"

Xing Wuyun stared at him obliquely, thinking about these few days, Wei Zimo always finds faults from time to time, but he has become accustomed to it, and his voice responds lazily, "You didn’t do it in the morning. I’m ready, why do I need me?"

Wei Zimo gave a cold snort, and then said, "Where have you used all the people in Moyun Pavilion?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him sideways, "Naturally it was sprinkled."

Wei Zimo looked at him still so casual, his eyes cold, "Xing Wuyun, you have something to hide from me."

"With each other." Xing Wuyun counterattacked what Wei Zimo had said to him that day.

"Be careful." Wei Zimo then put away the account book, and then walked out of the bead curtain. Only then did he discover that since the poisoning incident, this habit of cleanliness has not weakened, but has become more and more powerful. the trend of.

He still wears a veil on his face, standing on the side of the bead curtain, keeping ten paces away from Xing Wuyun, and whispered, "She's a woman's thing, have you ever told me about it? It was even before. , This matter, if you don’t tell me, don’t forget, this Moyun Pavilion is half mine."

"Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye can fight for her on the battlefield. Mu Hanjin is a natural wind clan and can naturally help her. Lan Jingshu can let her leave the capital without any worries. Even Gu Yefeng is now Became the emperor of Caiguo, Yi Mu is also the lord of the spirit clan, Ye Meixi is also the regent of Wuyue Kingdom, half of the mainland's property is in your hands, and how can I hide in the palace with peace of mind Here, you don't have to do anything?" Although Xing Wuyun stated the facts, his meaning is very clear. Now, it is time for him to act.

Wei Zimo walked to the window and could hear the sound of horseshoes from a distance. He whispered, "You should count me."

"Moyun Pavilion was originally built by you and me. Naturally, it is your share." Xing Wuyun put down the hip flask in his hand, got up lightly, then stood by the window lattice in another place, looking into the distance, "I don't want to Seeing her sad because of who was injured, you know that during the days when you were poisoned, she would stand where she could see you every day and stay with you?"

Wei Zimo was startled slightly, but he didn't know it. Only because of this, he was able to persevere at the time. This is not easy, and he understands his heart for her even more.

"Now, nothing is better than her." Wei Zimo replied lightly.

Xing Wuyun looked at him sideways, curled his lips and smiled, "Why don't I know her ambition, you and I know, if you can live a stable life with her in the future, then you and I can't stand by and let me She carried it alone."

Wei Zimo nodded and responded, turning his eyes to look at him, "You can do whatever you want, but you have to tell me your plan and purpose."

"My purpose is to get rid of Gong Yimin." Xing Wuyun's eyes condensed and said in a deep voice.

Wei Zimo suddenly curled her lips and smiled, "It's just what I want."

Leng Peihan, Fu Zhuo, and Li Su returned to the palace with Feng Aotian, while the brigade was arranged in the row.

In the imperial palace, Leng Peihan, Fu Zhuo, and Li Su knelt on the ground and asked for gratitude.

Feng Qianning and Fu Han were also on the sidelines. Three days later, it was an auspicious day. Feng Aotian had already ordered the marriage. Three days later, the two brothers of the Fu family married together.

Fu Zhuo was a little surprised that his elder brother was able to marry Princess Feng Qianning, but when he saw the faint smile between Fu Han's eyebrows, he knew that the eldest brother had changed.

After the dinner, Leng Qianye and Leng Peihan returned to the Leng Mansion, while Fu Zhuo and Fu Han returned to the mansion specially built for them in Beijing.

In the emperor's bedroom, Feng Qianning sat beside Feng Aotian, with one hand propped on his chin, and the other hand fiddled with the hairpin in his hand, and said with a small smile, "Emperor brother, your matchmaker is really good." /

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at her, "It's not bad for your overlord to put on a bow."

Feng Qianning gave a low laugh, and then said, "Brother Huang, there has been movement in Leling."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at her, "Is everything done for you?"

"Sure enough." Feng Qianning said with a smile.

"Then you will marry happily. Ten days later, you will go out together with Fu Han to conquer Caiguo." Feng Aotian looked at her and said in a low voice.

"The imperial sister, please follow the imperial decree." Feng Qianning responded sternly.

Feng Aotian looked at her with a smile, "If you don't put some pressure on them, Ye Feng's scene will definitely not be able to sing."

Feng Qianning responded with a smile, "Brother Huang is still wise."

Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted her head, "I'm getting better now."

Feng Qianning knew Feng Aotian's temper, and quickly responded with a smile, "You have solved the problem of the emperor sister for more than ten years, and the emperor sister naturally wants to flatter, wear everything, and don't wear flattery. "

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "If you let Fu Han know that your temperament in front of him is pretending, let's see if he will marry you or not."

Feng Qianning quickly grabbed Feng Aotian's arm, "Brother Hao Huang, would you tell him?"

"It depends on your performance." Feng Aotian joked with her. In her previous life, she didn't have any relatives. Although her soul was not the original Feng Aotian, this body is the same as Feng Qianning. With a blood relationship, she has long regarded Feng Qianning as her own relative.

Feng Qianning greeted her with a smile, "The emperor is the most wise and martial artist, so naturally he will not be willing to make the emperor sad."

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at her, "Three days later is the day of marriage, which seems to be urgent, but the Lord ordered someone to arrange it in secret. Now, you only have to wait for that day to be a bride. Yes."

"Yes, Sister Huang obeyed." Feng Qianning responded quickly and obediently.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at her, and whispered, "You will stay in the palace these few days and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"Yeah." Feng Qianning responded with a smile, and suddenly sighed. She has experienced so much right and wrong. Now, she has never thought that she can get to this point. She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. , I am grateful to her.

Fu Zhuo and Fu Han raised their eyes and looked at the Fu Mansion in front of them. It was exactly the same as the mansion in Qicheng, including the furnishings inside. It can be seen that Feng Aotian's care for the two of them.

Fu Han sighed quietly, "wandering around, never thought, but now it is here."

Fu Zhuo looked at Fu Han, "Big Brother, it might be a good thing to have such an ending."

"Yes, it might not be a good thing." Fu Han never expected that the girl he accidentally saved back then turned out to be the current Feng Qianning. He should be fortunate to be able to meet her again.

"Three days later, you and my brothers got married together, and the parents are in the spirit of heaven. It is also very gratifying." Fu Zhuo continued.

"Yeah." Fu Han looked at Fu Zhuo, "You and my brothers haven't been together for a long time. I have a good drink tonight."

"Okay." Fu Zhuo responded with a smile, and then went into the house with Fu Zhuo.

Mu Hanjin counted the time, he didn't have many days left. Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

Feng Aotian walked to Qinghui Palace, and watched the moonlight as bright as water, sprinkling on his elegant and watery figure, revealing indescribable light, she stepped forward, walked in front of him, and embraced him. In his arms, "Master is with you these few days."

Mu Hanjin leaned in her arms and said warmly, "The emperor, if the minister can come back alive, can you promise him one thing?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian didn't ask what was the matter, but answered in a deep voice.

Mu Hanjin gave a faint smile, then raised her eyes to look at her, "Get married with a minister in the Feng Clan?"

Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, gently sucking in, which is considered a promise, holding his hand, and slowly stepping into the palace.

Mu Hanjin lowered his head, with a small smile on the corners of his mouth, looking at each other's ten-fingered hands, he raised his eyes to look at her, at this moment, he was happy.

Feng Aotian was reclining on the soft couch, watching him slowly sitting next to her, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, looking at him with a smile.

Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "What is the emperor thinking?"

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms quickly, sniffing the faint fragrance of his body, his hands were already wandering restlessly on his waist and abdomen, looking up at him, "Master wants to eat you."

Mu Hanjin smiled, "The emperor finally remembered the courtier."

Feng Aotian knows that these days, she wanders among them, and rarely stays at his place for the night. Today is a rare good day. She can’t wait to overwhelm him on the soft couch and untie him. Clothes.

Mu Hanjin stared at her scorchingly, "The emperor, let's go back to the bed."

Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, smiling extremely evilly, "right here."

Mu Hanjin gave a low smile, and then let her go. After a while, all the clothes on her body had been removed by her. Mu Hanjin took the initiative to surround her waist and found a suitable position. She lowered her head and kissed his lips, her tongue outlined the shape of his lips, and her hands were walking on his jade-white skin, gently kneading.

Mu Hanjin's hands tremblingly stroked her back, although she was separated from the clothes, she could still feel the silky touch.

Feng Aotian sat up and watched him panting low, his cheeks stained with dazzling red glow, her lips were fascinating, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she lowered her voice, "Come by yourself. "

Mu Hanjin paused slightly, slid her fingers across her waist, unfastened the panlong jade buckle, took a deep breath, and took a deep breath. Although, it’s not this time to enjoy her, but every time , Will make his heart rippling, just like the first time, making his heart beat hard.

Feng Aotian stared at his eyebrows with a hint of charm, her fingertips ran across his eyebrows, and after a while, the **** on his body had been removed by him, he slightly raised his head and leaned against her chest, quietly Listening to her heartbeat.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and whispered, "Just hug him like this, I am not afraid of catching cold."

Mu Hanjin gave a low laugh, then bit on it, Feng Aotian exclaimed, then looked down at him, "When did you become so cunning?"

Mu Hanjin looked up at her, lowered her head, and continued to worship.

One night's lingering, more victorious but countless in the world, when Feng Aotian woke up the next day, Mu Hanjin was already dressed, sitting by the bed, staring at her blankly.

Feng Aotian sat up, leaned to one side, looked at him, "Look, what do you do?"

Mu Hanjin smiled, "I'm afraid of forgetting."

Feng Aotian squeezed his hand tightly, "If you dare to forget, the Lord will cut you off."

Mu Hanjin embraced her in her arms. No one could let go of this kind of tenderness. What's more, he loved it with his life. How could she forget it, but he was still afraid.

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms. She understood that this was the last level. If he passed this level, he would be able to stay by her side forever, but if he couldn't pass it?

"If you can't make it through, the Lord will forget you." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "The minister will live better than die."

Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "Then you will support the Lord."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin replied deceivingly.

Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi hasn’t seen Feng Aotian for a long time. As the saying goes, he doesn’t see him in one day. Like three autumns, he can’t wait to run into her arms every day, but now it’s impossible. .

"Pavilion Master, Le Qiguo has been moving. It seems that Emperor Le Qi is betting on his wealth." Chu Xia replied with his head down.

Ye Meixi fiddled with the delicate petals on one side, and whispered, "So what, it's just what's in the bag of the Lord."

In early summer, I naturally knew Feng Aotian's greatness, but there were unpredictable things in the sky, and now it is too early to say so.

"Pavilion Master, the Leqi Sect people deliberately avoided Wu Yueguo, and his subordinates felt that Wu Yueguo could not sit idly by." Chu Xia reminded from the side.

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked out the window, and whispered, "It looks like it will snow in a few days."

"Yes." Chuxia saw that Ye Meixi didn't put his mind on this place at all. He first paused, and then responded.

"This first snow, I don't know if the Lord will come." Ye Meixi said quietly.

Chu Xia couldn't help sighing in her heart, her pavilion owner was already demonized.

Ye Meixi turned her eyes and glanced at Chu Xia beside her, "Although let them pass, this king will see what he wants to do."

"Yes." Chu Xia replied, and then retreated. She was afraid of waiting when Ye Meixi said something strange again.

Ye Meixi looked up at the starry sky not far away, and continued to sigh.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of marriage. On this day, the capital was full of joy, and the people stood on both sides in the morning, waiting for the welcoming team to pass by, so that they could follow the imperial court. Joyous.

It’s strange to say that if it were placed more than a year ago and the princess was married, the people were afraid they would avoid as far as they could, and would not come out at all, for fear that they would be hit by the regent’s eyeliner. None of them knew when they died.

The princess’s wedding is more complicated, but Fu Zhuo and Leng Peihan’s are much simpler. The two of them live in Fu Mansion, while Fu Han and Feng Qianning specifically choose Ma Mansion. Therefore, although the two brothers traveled early in the morning, one went to the palace and the other went to Lengfu.

As the elder brother, Leng Qianye is naturally in the Leng Mansion, while Feng Aotian is in the palace, presiding over Feng Qianning himself.

The two brothers Mu Hanjin and Mu Hanyao went to the Leng Mansion, while Lan Jingshu and Xing Wuyun were in the palace. Wei Zimo didn't like to join in the fun, but as a gift, he went to the restaurant to work One thing.

It's hard to make a trip without wind, and Meteor stood beside him, poking his head constantly.

Wufeng is still the snow-white brocade robe, now standing next to Xing Wuyun, watching Fu Han walking slowly in a hi-robed robe.

Leng Peihan is also lively here, but the two-person welcoming team went out of the Leng Mansion and the Imperial Palace at the same time, and went around the capital nine times to show the meaning of longevity.

This day can be regarded as the busiest day in the capital. Feng Aotian looked at the beaming scene in the palace, and Mu Hanjin and Mu Hanyao came out of the Leng Mansion and went back to Mu Mansion.

Xing Wuyun watched Feng Aotian's eyes flashing with melancholy, and whispered, "Ming'er, Mu Hanjin will go back."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, turning his eyes to Wufeng, "Han Jin, I will ask you for help."

No wind stepped forward and held her hand, "You still need to be so polite between you and me?"

"He understands in his heart." Feng Aotian shook his hand instead, and a group of people stood outside the Imperial Palace, occasionally hearing the sound of firecrackers from outside.

When Mu Hanjin came back, before dawn, Feng Aotian had not closed his eyes all night, and stood outside the palace, waiting for him. Now it has been winter for many days, and the first snow is also unexpected.

White snowflakes drifted in the sky, stained with Mu Hanjin's crescent-colored mink cloak, his eyebrows were picturesque, his expression was calm, and a slight smile hung at the corner of his mouth, slowly walking towards her.

Feng Aotian stood on the spot, letting the wind roll up her clothes. Although it was not a heavy snow, it was also snowy. She looked at him and let the wind sound in her ears.

Mu Hanjin walked to her side, put her hand on her palm, sighed, "Why don't the emperor wear one more."

"It's okay, Lord is not cold." Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, and then said, "Leave now?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded.

Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the windless, "Let's go."

No wind nodded, Xing Wuyun and Lan Jingshu left early in the morning and returned to their own bedroom. Meteor stood beside the windless, looking up at Mu Hanjin, and the group of people walked forward slowly With.

White snowflakes covered the entire palace, and their footprints were printed on the snow, but they were covered by new snow in a flash.

When he returned to Feng Clan, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Is there anything else to say to the Lord?"

"The emperor is waiting for the minister." Mu Hanjin hugged her tightly and whispered.

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded in response, and then watched him slowly enter the medicine room, while Wufeng was standing next to him. Qingfeng brought Wangqingshui and handed it to him.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian with a smile at the corner of her mouth, raised her head and drank Wangqingshui, then turned around, turned her back to her, and slowly sat on the tuft.

Feng Aotian stood outside the medicine room and watched, and saw Mu Hanjin clutching her heart, vomiting blood suddenly, Feng Aotian felt a pain in her heart.

Wufeng immediately sat opposite him and gave him the injection. After a little stabilization, he walked out of the medicine room and looked at Feng Aotian, "This kind of Forgetfulness Water is not more than ordinary Forgetfulness Water, it contains highly poisonous. Today, although he is invincible, if he can survive it, it will take some time."

"How long will it take?" Feng Aotian looked at his back, he didn't want her to see his painful appearance now.

"Two months." No wind said immediately.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "For two months, I can afford to wait."

No wind nodded and said, "You leave her to me, if you have something, do it sooner."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned around, looking at the shooting star, "How many days will the little white snake close?"

"Five days." Meteor responded quickly.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Just in time."

She took a deep look at Mu Hanjin's back, looked at No Wind, then turned around, and left the Wind Clan.

Meteor looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor is waiting for the little white snake here."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and left alone.

When she walked out of the Feng Clan, she saw Xing Wuyun standing outside waiting for her.

She raised her eyes and looked at him, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the snow was falling. He was still so romantic and suave, holding an oiled paper umbrella, and slowly came forward.

Feng Aotian shook his hand and leaned in his arms. Who said she was cold-blooded and ruthless, but the pain she experienced every time she still couldn't help feeling distressed.

Xing Wuyun took her into his arms and flew away from the Feng Clan.

When the two entered the emperor's bedroom, they saw Mu Hanyao, Leng Qianye, and Lan Jingshu.

Feng Aotian looked at them, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Why did you come so early?"

Mu Hanyao knew that Mu Hanjin was gone. He stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian with worry on his face, "How about the emperor?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, leaning in his arms, "Master is tired."

"The minister helped the emperor go up to the Dragon Couch Resting Meeting." Mu Hanyao said, he picked her up and walked towards the inner hall.

Xing Wuyun turned around and left the Imperial Palace.

Leng Qianye and Lan Jingshu glanced at each other. I wonder why Xing Wuyun is so quiet today.

Mu Hanyao put her on the dragon couch, and Feng Aotian motioned to him to lie down too, "Let's take a rest with him."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao knew that she was in a bad mood, so he responded, and then lay down beside her, while she was leaning against his broad chest and closing her eyes.

Lan Jingshu looked at Leng Qianye, "I went to the police station."

"Yeah." Leng Qianye nodded and said, "I will return to Lengyue Palace."

As they said, they left the Imperial Palace.

After a day, Feng Aotian got up early the next morning, and Mu Hanyao watched her look much better, thinking that she had stood at Fengkou the night before, but fortunately she was not infected with the cold.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and smiled lightly, "What did you do to your master last night?"

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, then turned his eyes, no longer looked at her, but got off the dragon bed.

Feng Aotian looked at him amusedly, then got off the dragon bed, holding him behind him, "Huh?"

Mu Hanyao couldn't help but think about standing last night, kissed her lips, and then almost put his hand... Thinking of this, his face was stained with an unnatural blush, and then he whispered, "Nothing."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Really nothing?"

Mu Hanyao used a voice that he couldn't hear, "Hmm."

Feng Aotian slid his hands across his shirt, gently softened the tight muscles between his waist and abdomen, and walked slowly downstream, "If you don't say anything, I will do it for you."

Mu Hanyao raised his hands and squeezed her hands in his palms, "The emperor does not need to go to the morning court today?"

Feng Aotian stood in front of him, his hands slid from waist to back, his voice was a bit of a charm, "Compared to you, the early morning is nothing."

Mu Hanyao took her into his arms with a low voice, "What are you waiting for?"

Feng Aotian's mouth hooked, and then he bit his shoulder, biting gently.

Mu Hanyao hugged her tightly, letting her chew, but she didn't move.

"Hey, it seems that the ministers are not here at the right time." Xing Wuyun's voice was helpless, and he had already leaned against the inner hall, looking sideways, looking at Leng Qianye on the side.

Feng Aotian unhurriedly folded Mu Hanyao's clothes, turned his eyes to Xing Wuyun, "Are you good?"

Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, "The minister is just a coincidence."

"How dare you disturb the Lord." Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao's hand and walked outwards. When she looked at Xing Wuyun, she already kicked it.

Xing Wuyun took advantage of the situation, but took her into his arms and chuckled, "My lord, you haven't washed it yet."

Feng Aotian chuckled, "I'm waiting for him."

"According to the purpose." Xing Wuyun quickly agreed, then raised his eyes to see Mu Hanyao's expression unnatural, and laughed, "Brother Hanyao also hurryed to wash and change clothes. It just snowed last night. It's weather today. It's cold, don't be cold."

Mu Hanyao knew that Xing Wuyun was teasing him. He raised his eyes and glanced at Xing Wuyun, "Brother Lao Wuyun is concerned."

Lan Jingshu stood beside Leng Qianye, seeing that the atmosphere was not right, and said warmly, "The emperor is going to the morning court today?"

Feng Aotian looked at him and said with a smile, "No, pass it on, tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Lan Jing responded, and then went to pass on.

Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye’s handsome and dusty face, covered in a layer of displeasure, she twitched the corner of her mouth, and then looked at him, "Can you sleep well these two days?"

"What do you think of the emperor?" Leng Qianye asked bluntly.

Feng Aotian thought that he was fine looking for trouble, and then said, "Looking at her complexion, it's not bad."

"The emperor said it would be good." Leng Qianye replied lightly.

Feng Aotian hooked the corner of his mouth, and then he was dragged into the inner hall by Xing Wuyun.

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Qianye, then turned around to wash.

Leng Qianye turned around, walked slowly to the side of the soft couch, and sat on one side. He knew that these peaceful days might not be many. Maybe, after tomorrow, they will leave again. Jing.

Mu Hanyao also understood in their hearts, they knew in their hearts that such a short and happy time was a luxury for them.

Feng Aotian took the hands of Mu Hanyao and Xing Wuyun out of the inner hall, and saw Leng Qianye staring forward indifferently, thoughtfully.

She lightened her eyes, then let go of them, and slowly sat beside Leng Qianye, "What are you thinking about?"

"The emperor, when will the minister leave?" Leng Qianye turned his eyes and asked himself.

Feng Aotian smiled and squeezed his hand, "I can't bear you."

Mu Hanyao stepped forward and stood in front of her. They all knew what the accusations of being a general were. Even though they were reluctant to give up, they still had to face it bravely.

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Three days later."

On that day, the golden scroll was reopened, the little white snake went out, and they had to leave.

"The minister understands." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye responded in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Feng Aotian shook the hands of the two of them, Le Qiguo is bound to win, but Le Ling is not an excellent person to deal with, even if she calculates everything, there is still no way to speak. It is called indefensible, and when Le Ling didn't really reveal her assassin, she couldn't relax her guard.

As early as the moment when Le Ling was taken back home from the south, he had already secretly made his hands and feet, and scattered all his soldiers, like a dense net, slowly approaching Fengqi country. Then, he surrounded Fengqi country round and round in his big net.

Feng Aotian didn't expect that there are so many soldiers and horses in Le Ling's hands. She had known before, and originally thought that she had mastered all the movements of Le Qiguo, but she was still a hundred secrets.

It can be seen that Le Ling also has his depth and calculation.

Xing Wuyun leaned to one side and said nothing. For him, Le Qiguo was just a place that gave him life and identity. After that, the wind, frost and pain he experienced were inseparable from Le Qiguo. It's just that he knows Le Ling too well, he can show all his shortcomings, but he hides a fatal shortcoming firmly, and this shortcoming is his arrogance.

He seems to be a gentle person on the surface, but in fact he is calculating. Even if Feng Aotian does not attack Leqiguo, Leling will preemptively strike the enemy, and Nanhuiguo and Wuyueguo are only his intentional deployments, but he has not It was expected that Feng Aotian's strength would be so strong that he overestimated himself too much, but this time, it was not as easy to deal with the previous times.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "What are you thinking about?"

"The minister thinks, Le Qi Guochen will take it back personally." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, his tone was unquestionable, his calculations were not defeated by Le Ling, and he might be even better. In the past, he I don't care about these things, but now, he feels that he can't go on like this.

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