Chapter 145: Four princes set off

Feng Aotian raised his hand slightly, stroked his face, leaned over, pecked him lightly on the forehead, then hugged him in his arms, and the two lay on the bed.
She raised her eyes, listened to the wind coming from outside the window, and listened to the murmur of Lan Jingshu in her ear. At this moment, her heart was filled with warmth.
"The emperor..." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes slightly and stared at the person in front of him. He hugged her tightly, "Don't leave the minister."
Feng Aotian lowered her eyes, her eyes were full of begging and fear. This was the emotion Lan Jingshu never showed, which made her feel distressed. Then she lowered her head, kissed his lips, and sucked gently. Allowed.
Her nose was filled with the faint fragrance of plum blossom wine, and the unique warm air of his body made her a little nostalgic. Her fingers unconsciously unwound the silk ribbon on his waist, and the coldness of her fingertips touched him with some warmth. The hot skin made him shiver uncontrollably.
Half-dreaming and half-awake, at this moment, he seems to be floating in the endless clouds, and he just wants to firmly grasp the golden light in front of him, the light that belongs to him.
Alcohol is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk. He is now completely intoxicated. His hands are unstoppable around Feng Aotian's waist. Following the feeling, he unfastens the Panlong jade buckle on her waist, letting himself be intoxicated. Then, those trembling hands had slipped into his clothes through the outer robe. When they touched the soft skin of the waist, the smoothness of the tentacles made him sigh unconsciously, following the feeling, continuing to move. .
Feng Aotian pressed his hands with one hand when he moved arbitrarily, then stopped, lowered his head, and gave a soft mouth to his slightly closed lips. Then, he pulled up the brocade on one side and covered it. On his body, the turbulent breath converged, and he whispered, "Go to sleep."
Lan Jingshu was also satisfied. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, rubbed lightly in her arms, held her hand tightly, and fell asleep peacefully.
Feng Aotian stared at his face, thinking, in his past, he was once a genius and young talent respected by the world, he has his own arrogance and persistence, but all of this, after he entered the regent palace, After all these years of hard work, she has long been destroyed. She pulled away the blue silk pasted on his forehead, and slid her fingertips over his drunken handsome face. It was his misfortune to meet her.
After a long time, Feng Aotian saw that he was already asleep, and took care of the quilt for him, so he got up and left Jinxuan Palace.
Feng Aotian remembered the lonely figure of Shicai Yi Mu when she left, and she flew into the Meixiang Palace, and saw that Jingxi had just left, and she immediately entered the bedroom. On the bed, Yi Mu's eyebrows were always condensed with unresolved sadness, thin. The lips are slightly hooked, and ink-like blue silks are scattered randomly, and the night breeze blows in from the screen window, rolling up waves, and the light gauze is moving, like a picture of a drunk beauty.
Feng Ao stepped forward, gently gathered the brocade covering his body, and then turned to leave, only to hear his thin lips lightly open, with a silky voice floating, "Even if the love is deep, but the fate is shallow... …"
Feng Aotian paused slightly, turned around, and saw that he was still asleep, but just smiled lightly, and flew away.
Yi Mu turned a little bit, pulled the brocade on his body, covered the face of the sickly Xizi, let the cold wind hit, but he was filled with endless sadness.
Feng Aotian went back to the emperor's bedroom. Father Cat and Meteor lay on the soft couch and waited idly.
When she entered, Mr. Cat quickly got up and greeted him.
Feng Aotian didn't know why, Xu Shishi dispelled his thoughts in the wind, or at this moment, she suddenly felt a trace of loneliness, she raised her hand and took the cat who came up into her arms, tightly Hold.
"Master..." Father Cat felt the chill radiating from her body, and the faint loneliness, his heart was pulled at this moment.
"Hey, let the Lord hold the meeting." Feng Aotian's low and soft voice appeared lonely, she weakly leaned her head on his shoulder, without the noble deterrence of the past, she was strategizing and energetic.
Meteor lay motionless on several cases on the soft couch, looking sideways, watching Feng Aotian's tired face, silent.
Mr. Cat allowed her to hold, raised his hand, and stroked her back. He understood that this way, her difficult, thrilling step, startling step by step, calculating step by step, no matter how strong the person, There are also times of weakness.
His heart was bleeding, and he suddenly felt how selfish he was, every day, just blindly jealous, but never cared about what she wanted in the depths of her heart?
He slowly wrapped her waist around her, feeling her thinness, and his slender eyes flashed full of regret and guilt.
Feng Aotian took a deep breath, then let go of the cat's father-in-law, took his hand, and walked into the inner hall, "Master wants to take a shower."
Father Cat turned his eyes to her side, staring at her slightly gloomy face, and hurriedly responded, "The slave will prepare now."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, raised his steps, and walked to the dragon couch, then sat down. When she saw Feng Yinqi lying peacefully on the dragon couch, her eyes were dim, then she raised her hand and stroked him. His sleeping face, "opened a lot."
She couldn't help but think of the little figure who was always by her side and kept calling her, Uncle Wang's little figure. She was suddenly startled for a moment. She couldn't tell whether she was Feng Aotian or Li Ying. , Or, Li Ying is Feng Aotian? But, now, what she can do is to move forward step by step, because there is no chance for her to look back.
She felt tired for no reason. She suddenly felt this way for some reason. Is it because these days are too tired? still is,……
Feng Aotian pinched her eyebrows unhappily, and stopped thinking about the inexplicable emotions that disturbed her thoughts. She raised her eyes and saw that the cat father-in-law had prepared the bath soup, "Master, the slave is waiting for you to take a bath."
Feng Aotian got up, suddenly, leaning in his arms like a child, letting him carry behind the screen.
The cat father-in-law was deeply distressed for Feng Aotian like this. He carefully removed the restraints on her. Feng Aotian immediately sank into the bathtub. Cat father-in-law picked up the water and squeezed her arm while she Close your eyes, without saying a word.
He didn't stick to her and say jealous words like in the past, but quietly served her bathing. After bathing, he led her out of the screen, Feng Aotian lay down on the dragon couch, raised his hand, and He took it into his arms, put his head in his arms, "Go to sleep."
"Yeah." Father Cat nodded, pulled Jin up and placed Jin on her body, turned sideways, looking at her in his arms, unspeakably sorry, what should he do to prevent her from always being alone Bear all the things?
The meteor lay on the soft couch and kept rolling, then suddenly got up, walked out of the bedroom, sat on the stone steps, raised his eyes and looked at the night sky.
Sixi stood on one side, knowing that the atmosphere tonight was abnormal, so he didn't say much, just waited quietly.
The next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, he met Father Cat’s enchanting eyes. He stared at him stunnedly. She raised her hand and waved her long arm to embrace him in her arms and kiss the corner of his lips. "Sleepless all night?"
"Master, what the minion has done is not good enough," Mr. Cat said in a low voice.
Feng Aotian condensed the emotions that were inexplicably radiated last night, and then held him tighter, "Why do you say that?"
Mr. Mao grabbed his eyes and leaned in her arms with peace of mind, "Master, a slave shouldn't just blindly think about himself, love you, and guard you, but he should do something for the master."
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he squeezed his shoulders, "Except for you staying beside the master, you can't leave, don't think about anything else."
The cat's mind trembled. He knew that the master must know something, and this matter was related to him, but he couldn't be so selfish.
Seeing him not answering, Feng Aotian lowered his head, staring coldly at his eyes, shooting out a terrifying light, "Have you heard?"
Grandpa Cat nodded slightly, and put on a smile that was not so bright, "Minion, I've been a master all his life, and I will never leave the master."
Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, lowered his head, sealed his soft lips, biting fiercely, she licked the smell of his lips, as if to vent her domineering.
With a loud cry, Mr. Mao put his hands around her waist and raised his head slightly to cater to her strong kiss.
Feng Aotian left his lips, staring at his glamorous eyes, and ran his fingertips across his lustrous lips, "In the future, if you dare to say something nonsense, your master will crush you."
The cat father-in-law leaned weakly in her arms, but there was infinite sweetness in his heart. This sweetness was mixed with his hidden and inner bitterness. He knew that even if he fell in love with her again, but, after all, he It is impossible to stay with her forever.
The shooting star entered from outside the palace and entered the inner hall. When they saw the two hugging each other, they hurried forward, leaning on one side, smiling extremely brightly, "Holy Lord, if you can't afford it again, this morning I can't catch up, your beauties are all waiting outside."
Feng Aotian stood up, and then stood in front of the meteor, raised his hand, and patted him on the top of his head, "Mao Mao, in the future, he is not allowed to eat the preserves."
"Yes, master." Mr. Cat responded in a low voice, then got up and served her dressing and washing.
The corner of Meteor's mouth was muttering, and he quickly yelled out his grievances, "Holy Lord, you are too cruel."
Feng Aotian ignored his crying, but took the hand of Father Cat and stepped out of the inner hall.
Although Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu were drunk last night, they also got up early, carrying their own thoughts, and now they are already waiting outside the hall.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that the two had entered, and then said, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu bowed their heads slightly, "Yes."
Father Mao had already walked over with the soup, and Sixi had already prepared breakfast. After the meal was set, several people sat at the table and used breakfast.
There was nothing to say, and it added a somewhat weird atmosphere. Grandpa Mao was not the same as usual today, with a sour taste, but stood obediently by Feng Aotian's side and waited with all his heart.
After breakfast, the group went to the morning morning.
Xing Wuyun got the order and ordered 200,000 horses in the morning to go to Fengqi Country. Wei Zimo never left the restaurant from beginning to end.
He is not like a decisive general, but more like a prince going out on a parade in Beijing. There is idleness everywhere. Now, he is lying reclining in the carriage, holding a cushion on one hand, and holding a hip flask in the other. The corner of his mouth is still The casual smile, slutty freely.
The 200,000 horses behind them, although they were dissatisfied with the four princes' sloppy behavior, they still wanted to show the style of a powerful country and walk forward in unison.
After Feng Ao was in the early court, Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Leng Peihan has been worried about Gu Yefeng’s safety since yesterday’s incident, and when he saw that Gu Yefeng did not go to the early court, She was even more worried, but she didn't have the courage to ask the emperor. Now, she can only wait to ask Lan Jingshu when she goes to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"Big Brother Lan, what happened to my master?" Leng Peihan asked in a low voice while looking at Lan Jingshu.
"He was hurt a bit, and he is resting in the palace now. You don't have to worry." Lan Jingshu replied warmly.
Leng Peihan learned that he was fine, so he let go of his mind, condensed his worried expression, and immediately became full of smiles. When he looked at Lan Jingshu’s lips, there were signs of biting, and he couldn’t help asking doubtfully, "Big Brother Lan, Why did your mouth break?"
Listening to Leng Peihan's words, Lan Jingshu was startled at first, then quickly looked down, the roots of his ears were uncontrollably dyed with a faint pink, then stepped forward and entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate, "The weather is a bit dry."
Leng Peihan listened to his answer, raised his eyes, glanced at the sky, and quickly replied, "It is indeed a little dry."
Yi Mu followed Lan Jingshu in, and when he heard Leng Peihan's words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. Obviously, he knew why the corners of Lan Jingshu's mouth were red and swollen.
He raised his eyes, stared at Lan Jingshu's already red cheeks, and then whispered on one side, "It seems that some people were drunk and chunxin last night."
Hearing Yi Mu's rare ridicule, Lan Jingshu blushed even more, raised his eyes, glared at Yi Mu, and speeded up his pace into the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Feng Aotian took off the dragon robe, changed into a light gauze and soft robe, and moved to Gu Yefeng's place. He woke up with Yi Mu early in the morning. However, due to Feng Aotian's order last night, he could only Lying in bed, but, entangled early in the morning, why he should be obedient, his injury is not serious.
When Feng Aotian stepped into Gu Yefeng’s house, he was pushing his wheelchair and walking to the bookshelf. When he saw Feng Aotian entering, he quickly turned his back to her and wanted to pick up a book from the bookshelf, but he did not smoke. Does not come out.
auzw.com A figure stood beside him, raised his hand, and picked up the book, but it did not put it in his hand. Instead, he flipped through it, looked down, and looked at him. "Don't want to see the Lord?"
Gu Yefeng quickly avoided the look she was looking at herself, curling her head, "No."
Feng Aotian leaned slightly and looked at him, "Then why do you ignore him?"
Gu Yefeng quickly pushed the wheelchair back, "It's just that I'm not used to being so close."
Feng Aotian smiled, raised his hand, put the book on his lap, and then pushed him, "Go out to enjoy the sun."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and watched her looking forward. He quickly closed his eyes, lowered his head, and firmly held the book on his lap. The two sat under the century-old locust tree in the courtyard, and he flipped through the book in his hand. , With a focused expression, did not say a word, while Feng Aotian leaned against the tree trunk, listening to the birds' calls.
So, after an hour, Feng Aotian raised his hand, picked up the fallen leaves on his shoulders, played with them in his hands, and then stared at him, "Master will send you back to the house."
"No, I think this place is good for reading." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, looked at her, and whispered.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and followed him, "If you are tired, go back and rest, Master is gone."
Gu Yefeng hurriedly put down the scroll he was reading unintentionally, and unconsciously pulled her sleeves, "Where is the emperor?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head, took his hand in his palm, lowered his head, and slowly approached him, "I can't bear him?"
Gu Yefeng quickly turned his head and said stiffly, "No."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, then let go of his hand, and when he was unaware, she drank a little on the corner of his lips, and then quickly left, as if that kiss had never happened before, she turned around and left. The bedroom.
Gu Yefeng was stunned for a long time before returning to his senses slowly, raising his hand, stroking the corner of her kissed mouth, unconsciously raising a nice arc, and then holding the scroll again, looking at it in a very good mood.
Feng Aotian walked out of the palace and went to the Wind Clan. She never forgot and promised him to come and accompany him every day. When he saw him again, he sat in the hot spring pool as elegantly as yesterday. , Letting the mist envelop him, he was still so sad or not happy.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, took him out of the hot spring pool, embraced him, and then led him into the house. As usual, he applied medicine to him. Watching the ulcer on her body gradually healed, her heart was relieved. A lot.
She changed his clothes again. This is his favorite crescent robe. She let him lean in her arms. She lowered her head and played with his swollen fingers due to soaking. Is it too greedy?"
She bowed her head and kissed his forehead, she could feel a cold invading her, her phoenix eyes flashed a gleam of light, and she hugged him like this. After a long time, she placed him by the hot spring pool again and turned away. .
Chu Lingtian didn’t expect that Mrs. Chu would tell him about marriage in such a short period of time in the country of Xuan Mo, and soon the date of marriage was set, which would be the sixth day of the next month, but this At this moment, there was no joy in his heart for a moment, and the shadow of Xue Ke still appeared in his mind. He suddenly knew that, according to her temperament, even if he really got married, she would definitely not come.
Thinking of this, he felt that he had done another stupid thing, but when he thought that he could no longer have any trouble with her in this life, he felt heartache.
Xueke is no better than other pregnant women. For two days in a row, she has started to suffer from morning sickness. Every night, she will be awakened inexplicably. Due to the toss of last night, she got up early this morning and lost energy.
Jin Yao looked at her appearance and couldn't help frowning, "I think you should return to Beijing, otherwise, I will worry about you."
Xue Ke hurriedly curled her lips and looked at the breakfast in front of her, but she didn't have the slightest appetite, "Isn't it good for me to be with you here?"
"Not good." Jin Yao shook his head. "It really hurts to see your appearance."
Xue Ke quickly laughed, "Isn't this good for me?"
"Really?" Jinyao naturally heard from the father-in-law that Xue Ke was pregnant. She was heartbroken. However, she knew Xue Ke's temperament better. No matter how difficult it is, she will treat this child. When she was born, she had no choice but to let her go. However, in the past two days, seeing that she was only pregnant for one month, she was already disturbed and had difficulty sleeping, which made her hate Chu Lingtian even more. Minute.
While the two were talking and laughing, Feng Qianning came over and handed the letterhead to Xue Ke, "Look at it."
As for her identity, except Feng Aotian knew, everyone else still didn't know her, and they still treated her as Princess Qianning.
Xue Ke took the letterhead, and after seeing the contents, she stiffened with a smile on her face, and then pushed the letterhead to the side, picked up the chopsticks casually, and ate breakfast on her own, but just drank it. After taking a mouthful of porridge, I felt nauseous, got up and rushed out of the camp.
Jin Yao took the letterhead, looked at the contents, got up, then turned around, and left the camp.
"Where are you going?" Feng Qianning hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Jin Yao. Jin Yao, who had always been calm, now has a gloomy face and is in a stance of breaking someone's body into pieces.
Xue Ke wiped the corners of her mouth while stepping into the camp, looking at Jin Yao, "What's the matter?"
"Xue Ke, do you know what you are doing?" Jin Yao looked at her as if nothing had happened, said in a deep voice.
"Isn't it because Chu Lingtian is getting married? I didn't have anything with him." Xue Ke said casually, seeming to be talking about others, but the hand holding the Jinpa was exposed. Her emotions at the moment.
Jin Yao knew Xue Ke better than she did. Of course, she knew that Xue Ke was just holding on. Only because of this, she would feel distressed.
Her eyes sank, then she turned around and sat beside Xue Ke, "If he dares to marry another, I will definitely kill him."
Xue Ke looked at Jin Yao indifferently, "He can marry another, I can marry again, I have no relationship with him for a long time."
Jin Yao picked up the bowls and chopsticks, glanced at Xue Ke, and ate dinner without saying a word.
Feng Qianning looked at the two people in front of him, and then sat down, "I just got the news that the four princes of Le Qiguo led 200,000 horses."
Jin Yao and Xue Ke raised their eyes and looked at Feng Qianning, "Princess Qianning, the humble post has just received news."
Jin Yao restrained his anger and restored his former calmness.
Xue Ke looked sideways and looked at Feng Qianning, "The four princes are the old acquaintances of the master anyway. If there is a fight, our master will be on top, so don't worry."
"It's just that the Yuluo Emperor hasn't responded yet, it's really strange." Feng Qianning couldn't help but said.
Because of Feng Qianning's words, Jin Yao and Xue Ke were lost in thought.
Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao, who were far away in the camp, also got the news of this sensation. Although they were puzzled about why the emperor would openly post to the two countries and his marriage, they knew that the emperor did so naturally. Her reasoning is that Le Qiguo's 200,000 army should not be underestimated. When the time comes, who will let them go to fight?
"Master, the four princes of Le Qiguo have already led troops on the expedition." Seeing Feng Aotian's return, the soul quickly reported from one side.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "It's good to be here, I want to see his true ability."
Father Cat stood on one side, raised his eyes, and saw that Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu had returned. He looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, slave go to prepare lunch."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, and then listened to the report from the soul.
"Master, it seems that Nan returns to China to raise troops." The soul whispered.
"Well, let's raise troops, since Nan returns to the country to throw himself into the trap, how can it not be done?" Feng Aotian smiled deeply.
"Master, the four princes, are you going to deal with it yourself?" The soul thought, the master has not yet summoned General Leng and General Mu back to Beijing.
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes tickled, "Is Qicheng still stable now?"
"It has stabilized, but there are still some old ministries of the royal family waiting for opportunities to rebel?" Soul whispered.
"Then leave it to Jin Yao and the others." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Yes." The soul continued.
Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu walked in. After yesterday's incident, Leng Peihan was a little more afraid of Feng Aotian. Now, he dared not be casual as usual, but bowed his head and stood quietly.
Feng Aotian looked at them and hooked his finger at Lan Jingshu, "Come here."
Lan Jingshu thought of Shicai Leng Peihan's words, and Yi Mu's teasing, his face turned red, his head bowed, and he walked over, before he got even closer, he was gently dragged by Feng Aotian and taken into his arms.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at her. She curled her lips and smiled, and then whispered in his ear, "Why are you shy? Who was drunk last night and was very active with him? of?"
When Lan Jing heard the book, her face was even redder, and she leaned in her arms, biting her lip, not daring to reply.
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, raised his chin, and stared at him, "It seems that the Lord was too gentle to you last night."
Lan Jingshu followed Feng Aotian's eyes and pressed her lips quickly, "The emperor, it's time for lunch."
"Hungry?" Feng Aotian whispered.
Lan Jingshu felt that there was infinite ambiguity in these words, and quickly looked down, "Yes."
"Okay, have a meal." Feng Aotian got up, took Lan Jingshu's hand, and walked to the table.
Yi Mu kept his head down and followed behind him. Leng Peihan didn't dare to make too many moves, but sat cautiously, not as lively as before.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her like this, "Is your injury healed?"
"The minister is fine." Leng Peihan still has a pain in her chest now, but she has not listened to Lan Jing's words, resting at the house, and coming to the early morning, she doesn't want to shame her elder brother again.
Feng Aotian didn't delve into it, but picked up the vegetables and put them in the bowl of Lan Jingshu, "If you are hungry, eat more."
Lan Jingshu lowered his head and whispered, "Okay."
Feng Aotian looked at him shyly, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, raised her eyes and looked at Mr. Mao looking at her justly and sadly. She raised her hand and held his hand, "Sit down."
"Yes." Father Cat sat down quickly and said nothing.
Feng Aotian knew that he had something on his mind, so he didn't ask any more. Because of the meteor, there was no candied fruit, and he was very depressed. He even looked at the food in front of him with infinite sadness. , Do not say a word.