This Lord is Too Cruel: 379 Duanmuyang’s Sweet Dreams

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Feng Aotian leaned against Leng Qianye's arms, and the two smiled at each other, "The emperor, what should he do next?"

Feng Aotian ticked the corner of his mouth, but smiled faintly, "I don't know."

"Huh?" Leng Qianye groaned for a moment, and then said, "There is not much time now, he will definitely have ideas to break this place as soon as possible."

Feng Aotian played with Leng Qianye's fingers, only to realize that her fingers were actually shorter than his, but they were the same slender. He fought all the year round, and the fingers and palm had a thin layer of cocoon.

Leng Qianye feels that these few days are worthwhile, at least, she is always by her side.

"Well, I should think of a better way." Feng Aotian replied casually, she was also thinking about what Duanmuyang would have to draw a salary from the bottom?

Because of the sneak attack last night, Jin Yao has now stepped up his defenses and is watching the surroundings vigilantly.

Feng Aotian disagrees. Maybe, in her heart, she still has a little hope for Duanmuyang, although she knows that this kind of thinking is ridiculous.

Leng Qianye sees that she is still so determined, but he feels uneasy. For some reason, he always feels that she can't catch him.

For two consecutive days, there was no movement in Duanmuyang, and Feng Aotian's men and horses have gradually approached. Only the last day, what plan will Duanmuyang make?

Leng Qianye's heart became more and more uneasy, but he couldn't show it. He just stayed with her and tried his best not to let her leave his side. Even if something happened, he could block it.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his smile was very strange. Duan Muyang did not use any peculiar methods, but the most common method to besiege.

For a time, the entire military camp was surrounded by regiments. Duan Muyang appeared in the camp and smiled at the corner of Shangfeng Aotian's mouth. He only said one sentence, "You lost."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows slightly, then stood up and said, "You and I are just a tie."

"Oh?" Duan Muyang smiled deeply.

Feng Aotian clapped his hands lightly, and the shouts of killing came one after another, and Duanmuyang was also aware of it. He just looked at her quietly, "Since it is a tie, what should I do?"

"Compromise." Feng Aotian continued, "I can stay by your side, but there must be a deadline, and you have to wake them up."

"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded, "A month, you accompany me for a month, I will hand over the Yu Country, and after a month, they will naturally wake up."

"Okay." Feng Aotian responded readily, while Leng Qianye was stunned.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, squeezed his hand, "Wait for the Lord here."

"Yes." Leng Qianye knew that once she made a decision, no one could change. He just looked at her deeply, but she smiled and walked calmly to Duanmuyang. It is still that attitude of arrogance to the world.

Duan Muyang took her out of the barracks. Under the watch of the two armies, Jin Yao entered the camp in amazement, "General Leng, this..."

"Stay here, one month later, waiting for news." Leng Qianye's expression still indifferent, said solemnly.

"Yes." Jin Yao just obeyed the local answer.

Duanmuyang took Feng Aotian away. She rode a horse and looked sideways at Duanmuyang, who was also riding a horse. "But where do you want to go?"

"Go to a place I really want to take you to." Duan Muyang looked at her sideways and replied with a smile.

Feng Aotian responded happily. Looking at Duanmuyang today, she seemed to be detached a lot. She couldn't help but say, "When did you figure it out?"

"I didn't figure it out all the time, but I wanted to give each other a chance." Duan Muyang looked at her and said in a low voice, "Once, you gave me a chance, but I didn't take it well. I missed When you have the opportunity to stay together, there is always regret in your heart. Therefore, this life will be so persistent. I want to see you again and want to live with you for a lifetime."

Feng Aotian's mouth raised a faint smile, "It's indeed different."

Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "The origin and the demise, leave everything to God."

Feng Aotian looked at Duanmuyang's profile. She felt that she was reborn in this life and really came to pay off the debt. Their debt, Gongyimin’s debt, and now Duanmuyang’s debt and Long Yin’s debt.

Duanmuyang has faded his armor and is dressed in a snow-white brocade robe. He is becoming more and more handsome and handsome. He was born a king, with the pride of the world, but also has the lead after a thousand sails. Hua, he can be gentle and hard-hearted, such a person is incomparable to her and cannot be approached.

In the past, in her memory, as she said that day, she didn't love him. It's a pity that the love was too heavy, but why did they all get together?

The mind turns back, always taking her to remember the past, but she stretches these memories longer and longer, because she is constantly running forward, and those memories are running with her.

Feng Aotian walked with Duanmuyang and went west. After walking for three days and three nights, he arrived at a strange place. It seemed to be detached from the fifteen countries. This place is a pure land. A very special city, there is no pain here, it is simple, it is full of laughter and laughter.

Feng Aotian turned over and dismounted, Duan Muyang looked at her, "Do you remember this?"

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, "You once promised her that you would build a piece of paradise for her and build a city that belongs to her."

"Yes." Duan Muyang responded with a smile, "This is paradise."

Feng Aotian looked up at the city, smiled and nodded. It is indeed a paradise, but she is no longer the one she used to be.

Duanmuyang didn't mind, but took her into the city. The people here saw her and him with a happy smile, no suffering, no pain, there is only happiness, endless happiness .

Duan Muyang turned around and looked at her, and saw that she was looking at everything around her, but her mouth was hooked, "Do you like it?"

"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded heartily, "If in the future, it would be great to find such a happy place with them for a lifetime."

Duan Muyang looked at Feng Aotian and saw that she was thoughtful, but he didn't care at all. It seemed that all his previous struggles and pains, and the harm he brought to her, were already in the city. Disappeared, all that was left was a dream weaving for her.

Feng Aotian’s mouth turned into a faint smile, and Duan Muyang took her through the streets and alleys, facing the sun, walking through every inch of the city until he reached the mountain, he looked at her, "But Remember what I said at the beginning?"

Feng Aotian thought carefully, "Build a house on the most beautiful mountain, work at sunrise, and rest at sunset."

"According to our speed, it should be very fast." Duan Muyang said, he rolled up his sleeves, took off his outer robe, and stepped forward.

Feng Aotian looked at him, smiled and nodded, "I will help you."

She doesn't know if she is still herself now, maybe, she is having a dream, which belongs to Duanmuyang and her once dream.

The two selected the wood in the mountains, and there was the sound of kingfishers, the sound of gurgling streams, and occasionally a few cute hares came. Duanmuyang was doing carpentry skillfully, and Feng Aotian sat and watched. To him, "When did you learn this?"

"After you have gone." Duan Muyang said with a smile.

The corner of Feng Aotian’s mouth was hooked, and he set up a fire on the side, boiled water, made tea, and passed it to him. He also set up a simple tent on the side. Two people build a house during the day and two at night. He lay on the grass and looked up at the stars.

Duanmuyang was particularly calm. He put his hands on the back of his head, cocked his legs, looked at her sideways, and at the starry sky, without saying a word, but with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Such Duanmuyang made her There is an illusion of a world away.

Feng Aotian knows that what he loves in his heart is not who she is now, but the one she used to be. However, she knows very well that this is Duanmuyang’s regret. Therefore, he will lose his constancy. Perhaps, the words of that day aroused him, perhaps, he noticed something, perhaps, he suddenly realized it.

Three days have passed, and six days have passed since she left. There is no news, no words, just like disappearing out of thin air, disappearing without a trace.

Leng Qianye only remembered what she said before leaving and asked him to wait for her. Even though he was so anxious, he still pretended to be calm. In addition to training soldiers, he would sit in the camp and read military books every day. This kind of life seems to be back to the past.

Mu Hanjin naturally knew what happened in Feng Aotian. Everyone seemed to be accustomed to such things. They just did their own things step by step. Maybe, from the beginning, they knew that she would be like this. .

The general structure of the house has been completed. Duanmuyang didn’t care to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and blisters formed on his hands. The sunlight poured down from the towering trees and sprinkled on his handsome face. He just Give a satisfied smile.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to him, and then offered him tea. He raised his head to pour it and turned to look at her, "How?"

"Not bad." Feng Aotian didn't expect Duanmuyang to have such an ability.

Duan Muyang smiled and put down the wood in his hand, and then began to fix it, while Feng Aotian went to the mountain to catch game, and he was roasting it aside. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding. Maybe, this is what they used to Mode of getting along.

Feng Aotian sat aside, looked up and watched Duan Muyang walk over, sat down beside her, she looked at him, just smiled calmly.

Duan Muyang looked at her and smiled brighter and brighter, "Although it is only a small house, not too big, but it looks very comfortable."

Feng Aotian nodded in response, "Two people are enough."

Duanmuyang paused slightly, and when she heard the word "two people" in her mouth, a bright smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Here, they were the only ones.

After Feng Aotian finished speaking, she felt a little unbelievable. She knew that she had already entered the show, Duanmuyang, hope that my thoughts are not in vain and your dreams can come true.

Duanmuyang handed her the grilled fish, "How about the furniture being yours?"

"Good." Feng Aotian nodded.

"Would you like to wear women's clothing?" Duan Muyang asked in a low voice looking at her still wearing men's clothing.

"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded.

"White clothes are good?" Duan Muyang continued.

"Okay." Feng Aotian still whispered.

Seeing that she wanted nothing to do with his request, Duanmuyang couldn't help laughing out loud, "You answered simply."

"Isn't it always like this in the past?" Feng Aotian also said smoothly.

Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at her quietly, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, "Yes."

Feng Aotian immediately got up and took the initiative to hold his hand. His fingers were worn out, ten fingers connected to the heart, so painful, but he didn't frown, he still smiled lightly. Lead by her, "Where to go?"

"Go buy clothes." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, and the two went down the mountain.

The downtown area at the foot of the mountain is very lively. Feng Aotian led him into a storefront and looked up at him, "Which one?"

Duan Muyang stepped forward and bought all the white dresses in this place. Feng Aotian also picked brocade robes of the same color. When the two came out, they had two more burdens in their hands.

Duan Muyang looked at her, "Anything else to buy?"

"Yes." Feng Aotian recalled what he had said before. The two went to Sibaozhai and chose the four treasures of the study, which was also the best place.

Duanmuyang smiled and looked at her, "What else?"

Feng Aotian also entered the piano store, bought a fine piano, tried the strings, raised his eyes and looked at him, "You should do it yourself."

"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded, and the two of them stepped out of the piano store, buying a lot of things and gadgets along the way.

Feng Aotian looked down at himself and the big and small things in his hands, and was slightly taken aback. Is this her? It turned out that she used to be like this, but unfortunately, she was not.

Duan Muyang always looked at her with a smile. After the two went up the mountain, they put their things in the tent, and then they still sat together, back to back, quietly listening to the wind.

"Yaner..." Duan Muyang closed his eyes tightly, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and called out softly.

"En?" Feng Aotian replied softly, following his voice. This "yan'er" is now awakened again, it has been a thousand years.

"Yan'er..." Duan Muyang whispered again.

"En?" Feng Aotian responded tirelessly.

"Yan'er..." Duan Muyang seemed to be happy, and he felt that he waited too long for too long.

Feng Aotian helped his forehead and looked at the sky, "Are you going to keep calling?"

"En." Duanmuyang raised his head slightly, leaning on her, and whispered, "Thousands of years of waiting, in exchange for a cry, it's worth it."

Feng Aotian's heart moved slightly, what kind of attachment it was that made him so satisfied, she turned and Duanmuyang lay down, leaned her head on her legs, and looked at her with a smile .

Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked his face, "But are you going to rest?"

"En." Duan Muyang leaned sideways, buried his head in her arms, and sighed softly, "It's really warm."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, distant memories pouring into his heart like mountains and oceans. If they had never missed it, then, what kind of situation would they have now?

Mao Mao sat on the stone steps looking up at the night sky. This sitting was all night, Lan Jingshu stepped forward, "Mao Mao, the emperor will definitely be fine."

"I'm just thinking about what the emperor is doing now?" The cat turned his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "Will I look at the same night sky as me."

Lan Jingshu immediately sat down and looked up, "It should be."

Mu Hanjin stretched his arms, still to no avail, but he didn't feel discouraged at all. He just walked into the medicine room, and no wind had just walked out.

The two just glanced at each other, and Mu Hanjin sat down, "It's been seven days now."

No wind smiled indifferently, "You still remember."

"How can I not remember." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "The entanglement between the emperor and Duanmuyang is not something we can understand."

Wufeng knew the meaning of his words, and suddenly felt that they were outsiders, always wandering outside, but never walked in.

The two were silent for a moment, and Mu Hanjin then got up, "I will go to the palace to take a look."

"Okay." No wind nodded, then got up and went to the medicine room again.

When Mu Hanjin returned to the Di Emperor’s bedroom, she saw Father Cat and Lan Jingshu sitting on the stone steps, and fell asleep like this. She couldn't help but sighed, pretending to be okay on the surface, but they were all there. Worried.

He stepped forward, Lan Jingshu and Father Cat also felt a cold wind, then opened their eyes, both of them were startled, and got up, a little unstable because of sitting for too long.

Mu Hanjin looked at Daddy Cat and asked gently, "Daddy Cat is thinking about how to celebrate the emperor's birthday?"

"Well." The cat nodded, "I'm almost ready, but I don't know if the master can arrive."

Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "Yes."

Mao-gong-gong smiled, "Time is becoming more pressing now."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin counted the time, and the celestial phenomenon had become a little strange in the past few days. There are now three months left in the previous half year.

Looking at Mu Hanjin's flash of worry, Mr. Cat said in a low voice, "Are you hiding anything from me?"

Mu Hanjin just smiled faintly, "No, I'm just worried that the emperor's account of me has not been done so far."

Mao Mao said in a low voice, "It all depends on God's will."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Cat, recalling, "It all depends on God's will..."

"Hey." Father Cat sighed, turned around and entered the hall.

Lan Jingshu looked up at Mu Hanjin, "What did you think of?"

"Nothing." Mu Hanjin smiled and shook his head, and the two walked forward together.

When Duan Muyang woke up, Feng Aotian was no longer around. He quickly got up and looked around, his eyes flashing anxiously, appearing a little helpless.

"Yan'er, where are you?" Duan Muyang called out loudly.

However, he didn't hear back to his senses. He traveled through the woods, looking around, but found nothing, and finally returned to the spot in despair. He saw Feng Aotian in a white dress standing in front of him with surprise on his face. , Strode forward and hugged her into her arms, "Yan'er, you scared me to death."

Feng Aotian was so hugged by him, she raised her hands and stroked his back to show her comfort, "I just changed my clothes."

Only then did Duanmuyang come back to his senses, and quickly released her. Such a dress is elegant and refined. The ink hair like a waterfall is only inserted with a hosta, and her pretty face looks so uncontested.

He blinked his eyes vigorously, thinking he was dreaming, and whispered, "Is it really you?"

Feng Aotian knows that in his eyes today’s dress is the one she used to be, the otherworldly she who was a thousand years ago.

She nodded slightly, "Okay, it's me."

Duanmuyang chuckled, suddenly picked her up, and happily rotated in place.

Feng Aotian feels that Duanmuyang like this is like the morning sun, with warmth and purity, and she lets him.

Duan Muyang squeezed her hand, felt the temperature of the palm, and felt that all this was not a dream. He took a deep breath, then simply cleansed his face, turned to look at her, and continued to work with a smile.

Feng Aotian stood by and helped from time to time. After the expiration date, he would live peacefully and comfortably.

Feng Aotian remembered her in the past. The life she wanted at the beginning was so simple. However, it took thousands of years to realize that wish. She couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. It's a pity that she is now He wanted to live such a life, but the people around him were no longer him.

Feng Aotian, even though she has worn the women's clothing a few times, is still a little uncomfortable. She always finds it inconvenient to walk like this. However, watching Duan Muyang find her shadow on her body, she had to give up.

In the next few days, they were still building huts, occasionally going down the mountain, and also buying furnishings. Such a peaceful life is the most common thing in the city, but for Duanmuyang, it is coming. It's not easy.

In the past few days, there is always a smile on the corner of his mouth. Even though he is tired every day, he feels very satisfied.

He doesn't think about those painful years, and he doesn't think about the pain of losing her. What he thinks is that she is by his side now, that's enough.

In the dead of night, Feng Aotian looked at the face peacefully sleeping in her arms. She was always thinking, who is she? Why are you here? She closed her eyes tightly, and what appeared in her mind was a picture from a thousand years ago.

After half a month, a simple house was built. This speed was too fast, but for Duanmuyang, it was very long, because half of the month we spent with her has now passed.

Feng Aotian wears a long white dress every day, looking up at the simple cabin in front of her, putting all the furnishings she bought these days into it, she carefully looks at it, and turns to look at Duanmuyang, "It seems What is missing?"

"The breath." Duan Muyang looked at it, "The breath of life."

Feng Aotian also nodded in agreement, and the two went into the mountain together, picking orchids, planting orchids carefully outside the hut, and surrounding the fence, "what else?"

Duan Muyang thought for a while, "Qin."

Feng Aotian responded with a smile, "Let's find it together."

"Okay." Duan Muyang replied with a smile, looking at the house he had built in front of him and her beside him. This was the scene he dreamed of, a dream he still couldn't realize after hundreds of thousands of years.

He took her by the hand, and the two went to find the materials for making piano. It took another three days. Undoubtedly, Duanmuyang seemed to be proficient in many things, and piano making was not a problem.

Feng Aotian sat on the wooden bench outside, looking at his focused expression, and kept trying the strings until he was satisfied, then raised his eyes and looked at her, "Try?"

"Okay." Feng Aotian smiled and nodded.

Duanmuyang sat on the ground, put the piano on his lap, closed his eyes slightly, the strings rang, and the melodious sound of the piano followed the sound of wind, trees, and the fragrance of birds and flowers, composing the peace and tranquility of this place.

Feng Aotian closed her eyes and listened quietly. With the calmness of the piano sound, she seemed to have returned to the place where they met a thousand years ago.

At the end of the song, Duanmu Yang's thoughts were still not exhausted, Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes, and met his fiery eyes. He put down the piano, then got up and hugged her into his arms, feeling that he was the most happy.

Meteor counted the days and kept wandering around Leng Qianye's side, looking at him from time to time, "Where do you think the Holy Lord is now?"

Leng Qianye didn't answer, just looking at the scroll in his hand, Meteor would ask such questions many times a day.

Meteor Sword, he didn't answer, and he was still unwilling. The dog finally endured it, opened his closed eyes, and grinded his teeth on his fingers along the way.

"Sacred dog, are you awake?" Meteor looked at the sacred dog happily, smiling very happily.

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and glanced at him, and then withdrew his gaze, ignoring him.

Meteor laughed, and then left with the dog.

Leng Qianye put down the scroll, got up and walked to the bed, looked down at the place where she had lay, thoughtfully.

Papa Mao sighed again. Lan Jingshu felt helpless when he saw him doing this every day. He raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin. The two of them just looked at each other and stopped talking.

"Yan'er, do you remember the pear blossom snow you brewed yourself?" Duan Muyang is now lying in the chaise longue, looking up at Feng Aotian who is sitting aside.

Feng Aotian looked at him sideways and nodded slightly, "En."

"Unfortunately, I can't taste it now." Duanmuyang sighed quietly, obviously a little lost.

Feng Aotian has never seen such a troubled Duan Muyang, and whispered, "Why don't you go to the mountain to see, is there something similar to Lihuaxue?"

"Okay." Duan Muyang's lost face quickly stained with a smile, got up from the chaise longue, and dragged her down the mountain.

Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Duan Muyang next to her, gentle and elegant, without the slightest hostility and domineering, just like the son of ordinary people, it is really pleasing to the eye.

Feng Aotian didn't understand. Why did he regret it now that he was so persistent?

Duanmuyang just held her hand, and the two walked down the mountain. These days, their most intimate act was to hug and sleep together. Other than that, they had not done anything to go beyond.

Feng Aotian looked at Duanmuyang like this, after all his dreams woke up, would he really put it down? Where should he go at that time?

The two of them went down the mountain, and a child ran towards her, who happened to hit her. The child was only three or four years old. It was when he was naughty. He looked at her with big round eyes and smiled happily. .

Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked the child's head, raising his eyes to look at Duanmuyang. He is now looking at her with a smile, "I really want to have such a child."

Feng Aotian had another meal, staring at him for a long while, would he want her to marry him, right?

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Oh oh oh, hug, love, Duanmuyang is very important, hehe...