This Lord is Too Cruel: 292 The minister is useless (two more)

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When Mu Hanjin saw this, she quickly pulled Feng Aotian over, then raised her palm and hit Feng Yinqi, Feng Aotian quickly stepped forward and hugged Feng Yinqi into her arms, then turned around and avoided. Mu Hanjin's palm wind.

The eyes of Feng Yinqi in Feng Aotian's arms shot out a cold light, and then he raised his palm to her and Feng Aotian looked at him, "Qi'er, I am Uncle Wang."

Seeing that palm hit Feng Aotian, Mu Hanjin stepped forward and wanted to stop, but Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi unsuccessfully. He didn't have any internal power, even this A palm fell, but she was hurt, her eyes sank, staring at Feng Yinqi, just trying to wake him up.

Feng Yinqi’s palm still hit Feng Aotian’s body, and Feng Aotian felt a pain in his chest, but he lowered his head to see that there was a poisoned needle in his palm, and black blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Han Jin rushed over when she saw this, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, but shook his head and looked at Feng Yinqi, "Qi'er, wake up and look at Uncle Wang."

Feng Yinqi’s eyes were dull, and he immediately raised his palm and continued to hit Feng Aotian, but Mu Hanjin grabbed his wrist. He looked at Feng Aotian, “The emperor, he was killed by the nine princesses. The evil spirit is controlled."

Feng Aotian looked at Feng Yinqi, the blood on the corner of her mouth dripped across her chin and dripped onto her bright yellow dragon robe. She hooked the corner of her mouth, and then said to Mu Hanjin, "Let go."

"The emperor." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and said worriedly.

Feng Aotian always looked at Feng Yinqi’s eyes, "Master is fine, obedient."

Mu Hanjin closed her eyes, let go, then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, Wang An..."

Feng Yinqi's hand released by Mu Hanjin continued to wave forward towards Feng Aotian, she still whispered at this moment, "Qi'er, look at Uncle Wang."

Feng Yinqi listened to the uncle Wang over and over again, he waved his hand to her and gradually stopped, then the corner of his mouth murmured, "Uncle Wang..."

Feng Aotian quickly smiled, "Yes, Qi'er, I am Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang has always been by your side."

Feng Yinqi’s hollow eyes seem to have returned to focus. He looked at the person in front of him, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, "Uncle Wang..."

Feng Aotian hugged Feng Yinqi tightly, "Don't be afraid of Qi'er, Uncle Wang is here."

"Uncle Wang..." Feng Yinqi was about to speak, with a "poof", he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then fainted.

Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Yinqi, then at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, Wang An is vomiting evil spirits."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, and then left the bedroom with the sleepy Feng Yinqi.

Mu Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the poison on your body?"

"This bit of poison is nothing." Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Master is fine, go back to the emperor's bedroom immediately."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin wanted to take Feng Yinqi from Feng Aotian's arms, but seeing Feng Aotian always looking at Feng Yinqi in his arms, there were loving eyes between her eyebrows and eyes. , A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Aotian returned to the Imperial Palace, then placed Feng Yinqi on the bed, watching his situation, turning his eyes to look at Mu Han, "Go get the medicine."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin then took the pills made by crushing Lingyu into powder and handed them to Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian took over personally feeding Feng Yinqi and stroking his face, "I have indeed grown up."

Mu Hanjin stood by Feng Aotian's side, let her lean in her arms, pulled out the silk kerchief from her sleeves, and lowered her head to wipe the blood on the corners of her mouth, "The emperor, the nine princesses want to use King An hurt you?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "She had a sorcery on Qi'er. She knew that the master would not let you hurt Qi'er. If you make a mistake with that palm, hit him Lord's body?"

Mu Hanjinshi looked at Feng Aotian in danger, and had forgotten Su Ri's calmness. He looked at Feng Aotian, "It's the minister who is dull."

Feng Aotian held Mu Hanjin's hand, "Master knows that you are worried about him."

"The emperor, but Wang An has been taken off the medicine for several days, I am afraid it will not..." Mu Hanjin whispered.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Master knows that he won't wake up as scheduled, so he will rely on his will in the future."

"Where are the nine princesses now?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian closed his eyes, "Master is a little tired."

Mu Hanjin knew that after Feng Aotian came to Kuishui, her skill would be weaker than before, so he was only a suitable person to help. Otherwise, it would be difficult to beat the nine princesses back. She has been running around for days, and now she must be working hard, he He hugged her, turned and stepped out of the inner hall, he leaned on the soft couch, let her lean in his arms, "The emperor, you rest well, the nine princesses were only hit by you, and they must be hurt, tonight There will be no more movement."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian leaned in Mu Hanjin's arms peacefully, and slowly closed his eyes.

Mu Hanjin looked down at her slightly haggard face, raised her eyes to look into the distance, she was protecting them along the way, and she would appear in time whenever there was a crisis.

In Leqi City, the night is getting darker, Xing Wuyun leaned against the window, slightly raised his head and looked at the scenery outside, "She should be here now?"

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded.

Xing Wuyun held the wine flask and took a sip, "Whose arms do you think she is sleeping now?"

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, put down the medical book in his hand, then sat down, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp, "It should be Mu Hanjin."

"Why not Lan Jingshu?" Xing Wuyun looked at him sideways.

"That means holding both." Windlessly replied mockingly.

"Lan Jingshu is injured, and he is not awake now." Sitting aside, flipping through the booklet, said.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Zimo, "You acted calmly."

"I just don't have time to think about it now." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "Are you done with things?"

Xing Wuyun dropped the hip flask in his hand, "Well, it's just a trivial matter."

"She came here only to see you." Wei Zimo said in cool words from time to time.

Xing Wuyun smiled evilly, "I know, but the main reason is to look at me."

Wufeng couldn't help but smile indifferently, "Okay, stop quarreling, you two will pinch each other when they get together."

"I haven't talked about you yet." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, "It wasn't for you to stop being curious about her, well, now I push you into her arms by myself, and there is only one more enemy. "

Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I am your junior."

"Since you know that I am your senior brother, and you also know my feelings for her, do you dare to do this?" Xing Wuyun became annoyed when he thought of this.

Wufeng looked at him as if he was about to swallow him alive, and said with a smile, "Hey, I really didn't control my heart."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, and then leaned back on the soft couch, tilting Erlang's legs, looking at the scenery outside, "However, Mu Hanjin can't eat it now."

Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun's treacherous smile, "Where do I start?"

"Kuishui didn't come on the day she left, don't think I don't know." Xing Wuyun smiled, and his mood was immediately relieved.

Windless looked at him sideways, "You still count this?"

"Huh." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Naturally, it is to be counted, otherwise there are so many people, how can it be enough?"

When the wind saw him speak more and more, he said calmly, "If she hears this, I am afraid you are not enough."

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Then you and her?"

No wind looked down, "Where is the opportunity?"

Xing Wuyun smiled triumphantly, "That's natural, everything has a come first, then come second."

"You mean, I want to wait until you are all done, and I will go up again?" Wu Feng raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, and said coldly.

Xing Wuyun nodded, "That's natural."

"Don't forget, there is another saying that comes from behind." No wind put down the medical book, and then said, "I remember that before I met you, she had Lan Jingshu by her side."

When Xing Wuyun listened, he darkened his face and looked at him, "Huh, anyway, it was me first."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the two in front of him, and said coldly, "Is it interesting?"

"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded.

"Naive," Wei Zimo said again.

Xing Wuyun gave a cold snort, then looked at Wei Zimo, "I am ahead of you."

Wei Zimo remembered this and quickly put down Zhubi, "Do you still dare to mention this?"

Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Why, do you want to fight me?"

"That's what I meant." Wei Zimo got up as he said, then walked in front of Xing Wuyun, lifted his palm, and waved over.

Xing Wuyun turned around in a chic, avoiding Wei Zimo's palm, threw the jug out, Fei body flew out of the window, and then landed outside the palace.

Wei Zimo also chased out immediately, and the two started fighting outside, and looked at the two lively fighting outside the window. He shook his head helplessly, and continued to pick up the medical book and read it as if nothing had happened. Apparently, he was obviously not worried about something going on like this.

Feng Aotian took a rest for one night, and finally gained a little energy. When he woke up the next day, he saw Mu Hanjin walking in with the medicine.

She then got up and looked up at him, "What is this?"

"My father-in-law doesn't worry about you, he gave the minister the prescription early in the morning." Mu Hanjin smiled and sat beside her, gently scooping the soup.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "When did you become so careful?"

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes are filled with smiles, "The emperor, isn't the minister not gentle? Not considerate?"

Feng Aotian nodded, "Well, very gentle and considerate."

"The emperor, drank it while it was hot, the minister cooked the porridge and brought it over." Mu Hanjin handed her the medicine bowl as he said, then got up and left the bedroom.

Feng Aotian smiled and drank with her head up, and then she squeezed the candied fruit on the low table beside her, with the entrance, it really smelled like the cat father-in-law, she smiled and walked down the soft couch, wearing a robe to the dragon Next to the couch, she was taking the pulse for Lan Jingshu. Seeing that her complexion was much better than yesterday, she relieved her heart and looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying quietly beside Lan Jingshu. She raised her hand to pinch his Cheek, "Remember Uncle Wang."

Lan Jingshu slowly opened his eyes and saw Feng Aotian smiling at Feng Yinqi. He looked at her with a smile, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian looked down at Lan Jingshu, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his chapped and white lips, his voice was very soft, "How do you feel?"

"Well, very good." Lan Jingshu's cheek was dyed pink because of Feng Aotian's kiss. He looked at Feng Aotian with a smile, "The emperor, how about you?"

Feng Aotian described his eyebrows and eyes, "As long as you are okay, the master will be fine."

Lan Jingshu nodded, "Everything is fine for the minister."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Do you miss my master?"

Lan Jingshu nodded heavily, "I really want to, but I feel more sorry for the emperor and worry about the emperor."

Feng Aotian gently hugged him in her arms, put his chin on top of his head, draped the smooth ink hair like a waterfall behind him, he just leaned quietly in her arms, feeling With the faint breath exuding from her body, there was infinite sweetness in her heart.

Mu Hanjin walked in with the tray, raised her eyes and saw Feng Aotian on the dragon couch in the inner hall, with a faint smile on his mouth, and then stepped forward, "Jing Shu wakes up?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Mu Hanjin then put the tray on one side and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, surrender to you to wash."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Lan Jingshu, "You lie down well, don't want to move."

"Yes." Lan Jingshu responded with a smile, and then lay on the dragon couch, but his eyes always fell on Feng Aotian.

After breakfast, Feng Aotian got up and left the emperor’s sleeping hall. Mu Hanjin followed her, "The emperor, did you say that the woman was not the Ninth Princess last night?"

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded and turned to look at him, "You haven't guessed who she is?"

"The minister doesn't understand." Mu Hanjin whispered.

"I don't understand why she is still alive?" Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice.

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "There is nothing impossible in this world. Many things are difficult to judge with normal thinking. That person is not the Ninth Princess, but also the Ninth Princess, but a brand new Nine Princess. "

Mu Hanjin still felt strange when she heard it, and then looked at her, "The minister felt incredible about this matter."

Feng Aotian approached Mu Hanjin, and then said, "If one day the Lord dies, but another person's soul enters the Lord's body and continues to live for the Lord, do you think that is still the Lord?" /

Mu Hanjin looked at the face close at hand and suddenly hugged her in his arms, "What I want is your soul."

Feng Aotian leaned in his arms and smiled deeply, "What if there is a day?"

"Wherever you go, where do the ministers go?" Mu Hanjin solemnly replied. He couldn't imagine what she would be like with a body but no real soul. He only knew. He must be crazy.

Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "This is the case with the nine princesses today."

"This..." Mu Hanjin let go of Feng Aotian and looked at her, obviously a little unbelievable.

Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin's hand, "There are no wonders in the world. Maybe one day, the Lord will leave?"

Mu Hanjin stood there, looking at her, "The emperor, I will follow you."

Feng Aotian turned her eyes to look at Mu Hanjin's jade-like face, her gentle and slender eyes revealed a firm, elegant figure that made her feel moved, she hugged him again In his arms, "Well, even if you go to hell, the Lord will take you with you."

Mu Hanjin raised a light smile. He wanted to get what she said. After so many times, he thought he would not see her soon, but because he loved her The heart, the heart that wanted to be with her, made him survive. Now he can stay by her side alive. All he hopes is to be able to grow old with her. Even if one day he dies, she will accompany him. For her, nothing more.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "She probably won't be back."

"What?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help asking.

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "My master said she shouldn't be back."

The real Feng Aotian, she will never come back, and she is Feng Aotian.

Mu Hanjin looked down at her, "The emperor, the minister does not understand."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "It's okay, you can walk with you."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, looked sideways at Feng Aotian's handsome side face, always smiling faintly, she raised her eyes and looked forward, seeming to miss something.

Feng Aotian didn't know when she became so sentimental. She just thought she was very happy now. She never knew that someone was by her side, it was so warm.

She raised her eyes and looked at the sky, as if she saw the real scene of Feng Aotian and Feng Aoyun staying together. They should be very happy.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin. They belonged to her, not Li Ying, nor the Feng Aotian who loved Feng Aoyun's body, but her.

The blue sky and the soft sunshine on her face. At this moment, she just wants to enjoy such a peaceful time. Many times, the obsession is too deep, and not only will she suffer, but the people around her will also suffer.

"The emperor, where did the nine princesses hide?" Mu Hanjin still wanted to take the nine princesses, otherwise, there would be no peace in the capital.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways, "She is gone."

"Leave?" Mu Hanjin was puzzled, "Where did he go?"

"Go and find the person she wants." Feng Aotian whispered.

"Then he will be in danger?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, you can no longer run around now."

Feng Aotian took his hand, "She won't rush over so early."

"The emperor..." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, suddenly puzzled.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Huh?"

"What do you seem to know?" Mu Hanjin asked in a low voice.

Feng Aotian clasped his fingers tightly, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "I can't say it now."

Mu Hanjin lowered her face, "The minister just doesn't want the emperor to work too hard."

Feng Aotian watched him staring at herself seriously, "Master understands, but Master wants to deal with this matter personally."

Mu Hanjin knows that every time she is planning something, she has a purpose, but she thinks that she will carry everything on her body, and they enjoy it all at ease Anning, I couldn't help but feel distressed.

"My lord, why do you have to make yourself so tired?" Mu Hanjin finally couldn't help but asked, "The minister just wants to share the burden for you."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Because, you are the people that the Lord wants to take good care of. As long as you see that you are all safe and sound, Lord will not feel tired."

Mu Hanjin said quietly, "But if you are like this, the minister will think that he is very useless?"

"It's useless?" Feng Aotian stepped forward, "It is important to warm the bed for the Lord."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at her. After all, she was defeated by her words. He could only sigh helplessly. He remembered that he had never done anything vigorous since he was a child. Learned what is patience.

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Is the master too domineering?"

Mu Hanjin knows that this is the dominance in her bones, because she has been trained as a prince since she was a child, and she has never learned the virtues of women, but that is the case, she will not pretend to be like an ordinary woman. , Twitching and pretentious, but with a man’s heroic spirit, can be domineering, gentle, and able to carry everything she likes, her love is like a flood, but after the violent, there are thousands of tenderness, so The person who makes him feel worthy of her is really too difficult, too difficult, to have her heart, and it’s also difficult. He is fortunate that he lost his heart for her at that time and understands her more and more. She seems strong, but her heart is very fragile. She also has things that she is afraid of, and things that she can't. However, she always stands in front of them and shields them from all wind and rain. She is not a god, but , It is their courage and support to survive.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and blinked at Mu Hanjin, "Why don't you return?"

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Feng Aotian, her eyes could not be turned soft, "The minister likes the emperor's domineering."

Feng Aotian smiled, "Master knows that you are worried about him, but you have to deal with this matter yourself. Do you know why?"

Mu Hanjin shook her head, "I don't know."

Feng Aotian smiled and said, "You are all Lord's people, I want to let those who dare to covet you know that Lord is qualified to own you."

Mu Hanjin listened to her. I was afraid that there would be no more woman in this world who said such domineering words. It is already difficult to have one, but she said that she could have them. His gentle eyes flashed faintly. Hua Guang, "The minister is grateful that the emperor has it."

Feng Aotian held his head high, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "That is natural."

Since last night, for three consecutive days, the nine princesses have not appeared, while Feng Aotian stayed in the emperor’s bedroom for three days. Because Lan Jingshu is still healing, the memorials everywhere have been piled up these days. Rushan, Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin sat in the study room, they quietly reviewed the memorial.

Le Qicheng, Xing Wuyun fought Wei Zimo for three days and three nights until the last two of them didn’t have any strength. Xing Wuyun lay directly on the ground, panting. He looked sideways at Wei Zimo and was already very clear. Tired, but still maintaining the noble and glamorous appearance, step by step turned around and returned to the bedroom, after taking a shower, wearing clean clothes, and then lying on the bed and fell asleep deeply.

Wufeng walked forward to Xing Wuyun's side, and saw him lying motionless on the bluestone bricks in Pingliang, he smiled indifferently, "Aren't you afraid of catching cold?"

"When will she be back?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at the cold moonlight, said quietly, then slowly closed his eyes, and fainted like this.

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