Chapter 180: Gong Yi Min

Chu Xia and Xiang Han stood on one side, looking at Ye Meixi, and had never seen the emperor send such a temper.
Ye Meixi snorted coldly, "She is really good."
Chu Xia looked at him and quickly picked up the secret letter. When he saw what was written on it, he raised his eyes and looked at him, "The emperor, she actually agreed to your request."
"You didn't agree, you knew I was going to make things difficult for her so early." Ye Meixi said solemnly.
"Then... what should I do now?" Chu Xia raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "The emperor, you must not answer this matter."
"No?" Ye Meixi chuckled, "have you sent the secret letter?"
"Just went out." When Early Xia came in, she saw Ye Meixi lose her temper, and she just sent it out.
"I am afraid that she has already been robbed by her now." Ye Meixi thought about these days, Xia Luoyan didn't stay by her side for nothing, and even set the chess game early in the morning.
"If this is the case, isn't it a done deal now?" Xiang Han frowned and said in a low voice.
"Yes." Chuxia replied in a low voice, "This marriage contract can only be fulfilled by the emperor now, because now, there is only one emperor in the royal family."
"And Xia Luoyan is the eldest princess, and there are no other princesses, the rest are princes." Xiang Han said worriedly from one side.
"It seems that she had planned everything when she was in Wuyue Kingdom." Chu Xia exclaimed, "She knows Wuyue Kingdom well now, even if Bei Liguo is owned by Wuyue Kingdom in the future, it is still under her control."
Ye Meixi suddenly thought of the dark guard, so what did the Lord plan?
Ye Meixi waved his hand and said, "Get down, let me meet quietly."
"Yes." Chuxia and Xianghan knew that at this time, they said it was useless.
The two retired, both were silent.
Ye Meixi was sitting on the soft couch. He knew that Ling Shuangxue was uneasy and kind, but he didn't expect that she had such a superb disguise skill. He even lied to it. More importantly, he even let her sit on it. As the prime minister, he led the wolf into the room. Now that it is too late to regret, he should think hard about how to solve this big problem.
Feng Qiguo, Feng Aotian had also determined what Xia Luoyan would do next, so she would let Ye Meixi enter her game.
The cat father-in-law sat beside her, looking at her, "Master, do you have a calculation in the morning."
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Father Cat, "In this world, it's nothing more than you calculating me and I calculating your business, but it's just someone who can calculate whom."
Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian, thinking about her coming to Kuishui now, and he couldn’t help but feel distressed, but thinking that in the future, every time she came to Kuishui, he would definitely not be by her side, so who would take care of her Where's her?
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are thinking about it again."
Father Cat smiled, "The minion feels sorry for the master and it's too late, so there is no time to think about it."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, and saw a mass of dark objects appear in front of him, and then he saw meteors rushing in.
The dark thing walked towards Feng Aotian calmly, raised his eyes, looked at her, and nodded slightly with a very pious expression.
"Your speed is so fast." Meteor stood beside it and couldn't help but admire.
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "Is this a spirit dog?"
"Mu Hanjin said, it's a dog." Meteor looked at Feng Aotian and couldn't help but said, "It has a temper, and it's even better than me."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at the dog in front of him, and whispered, "Master will not let you bite."
A dog is born with spirituality. It never kills, but only obeys the laws of nature. Although it is a dog, it is never bloodthirsty and has a very peaceful temper. However, it knows that even if it cultivates its body, it has a cruel side in its heart , However, for these years, it has stayed in the Wind Clan and has never come out, so it has not stimulated its potential.
Feng Aotian looked at the divine dog in front of him. It turned out to be a pure black Tibetan mastiff. Those eyes were very bright and piercing. More importantly, it had an inherent peace of mind, which made people look at it. Seeing it, I feel very at ease.
"Little guy, you have absorbed the purest aura of the Wind Clan, so you can naturally recognize the breath of all spiritual things?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
Hearing Feng Aotian's words, the dog nodded, looking at Feng Aotian with beaming eyes.
Meteor stood beside the sacred dog, listening to Feng Aotian's words, looked at the sacred dog in front of him incredible, and then exclaimed, "So your spirituality is higher than mine?"
Feng Aotian looked at the meteor, "How much have you cultivated? It has been spiritual for hundreds of years. Although it is not as good as the little white snake, it is more than enough than you."
Meteor sighed again, "But, a dog that doesn't bite is always not a good dog."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Then let it bite you, Lord thought, it should make an exception."
The dog was extremely agreeable with Feng Aotian's words, made a low voice, turned his head, looked at the shooting star, and stuck his tongue out, showing his fangs.
The meteor was so scared that he hurried back and hid directly behind Mr. Cat, "Hehe, that, no need."
Looking at the meteor in front of him, the dog was really upset about his appraisal of his talent.
Feng Aotian looked at the person and dog in front of him, and his mood improved a lot, and then said, "Meteor, you take the dog to find the whereabouts of the nine princesses."
The meteor came from behind the cat, poked his head out and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, it's more capable than the meteor. Does it still need a meteor?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If you don't go, then go back to the holy pond."
The meteor hurriedly walked out from behind the cat's father, hanging his head, muttering the corners of his mouth, "You use this trick every time."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Because it is useful every time."
Meteor snorted coldly and stood beside the dog, staring at it timidly, "You and I will cooperate."
The dog held its proud head, turned its head, and gave Meteor a gorgeous white eye.
Meteor sighed. If he knew it, he wouldn't make fun of it anymore. He was really self-inflicted.
Feng Aotian looked at the dog, "Come here."
Hearing Feng Aotian's words, the dog quickly turned his head, stepped over, and stood on the side of the soft couch, raising his head and looking at her.
Feng Aotian leaned on the soft couch, raised his hand, and stroked the top of the dog's head. The hair on his body was very comfortable. Without a caress, the dog felt a warmth flowing by, and it shook its head, very enjoy.
Meteor looked at its doglike appearance, snorted, and then stepped forward, standing beside Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, Meteor too."
Feng Aotian watched him compete with the divine dog, then curled his lips and smiled, "What do you want?"
"This." Meteor raised his hand, stroked his head, looking at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "You are no longer a kid."
Meteor pointed at the dog, "Is it?"
"It's Lord's pet." Feng Aotian said slowly.
"Holy Lord, you are partial." Meteor was heartbroken listening to Feng Aotian's words, pouting the corners of his mouth, and tears when he saw.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Huh?"
The tears that the meteor was about to come out instantly collected, and then turned around and walked outside the Imperial Palace, "If it doesn't go, I will go."
Seeing him angry, Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at the dog, "Go."
"Hoho..." The Tibetan Mastiff nodded at Feng Aotian, turned around, and left the Emperor's Sleeping Hall unhurriedly.
Father Cat watched the meteor leaving angrily, but the Tibetan Mastiff walked calmly. He didn't have half a hurry to return the coupon. He smiled softly, "This dog is really interesting."
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Well, very spiritual, but also very proud."
Father Cat looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how come a slave has never seen such a dog?"
"It's called Tibetan Mastiff, it's a scarce breed." Feng Aotian looked at Father Cat, "Do you like it?"
Father Cat smiled again, "Minions only like the master."
At this time, Xing Wuyun left the courtyard of Father Jiu, and did nothing today. He just lay down on a recliner and slept comfortably. He stretched his arms, but saw that there was no Father Jiu in the courtyard. Then turned around, left, and went straight to the Imperial Palace.
Feng Aotian watched him walk in, and saw that he was refreshed, "It's a good rest in the Jiu Gong Court."
"Well, that place is simply pure land." Xing Wuyun confirmed the bed, but he didn't know that he could still sleep so comfortably on the recliner.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, and Xing Wuyun stretched out his hand and held it with her. The beautiful face was a bit of unpleasantness, "Why is the hand so cold?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since I feel cold, let him warm up."
"Okay." Xing Wuyun nodded, and then sat beside him, placing her hand on her palm, holding it tightly, and then looking at her, her expression was much better than she was right. "The emperor does not need to take medicine. Up?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "I don't have to use it for a few days, you know, this body is a bit difficult to regulate, and now it has medicinal effects."
"Listen to Wei Zimo, you are uncomfortable." Xing Wuyun knew that she was conditioning her body, but she didn't know how difficult it was.
He raised his hand and covered her forehead, feeling cold too. He raised his eyes and looked at Father Cat, "How many more days will this take?"
Cat father-in-law looked at him, "It's been very hard these few days, but it won't be anymore in the future."
Xing Wuyun breathed a sigh of relief, then took her into his arms, gathered the blanket covering her body, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance, "This month is over, it's winter."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "What do you think of?"
"You can enjoy the plum." Xing Wuyun looked at her and said with a smile.
Feng Aotian wondered what he meant, "Do you want to go out?"
"Why go out, there is no place in the palace to appreciate plum blossoms." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, meaning something.
"Do you know something that your master doesn't?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at Xing Wuyun, and asked in a low voice.
"It's just that Yi Mu is getting more and more haggard these days than before." Xing Wuyun remembered that day when he happened to see Yi Mu vomiting blood, but he secretly put the vomiting silk in his sleeve.
Feng Aotian thought that she had indeed ignored Yi Mu, "Are you trying to let your father go to his place to walk more?"
"The emperor understands that many officials say it is useless." Xing Wuyun caressed her back, "Now, it is better for the emperor to raise his own body. Although Wei Zimo pretends not to care, in fact, he is still worried about the emperor. ."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "You haven't beaten him enough yet?"
Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "The minister is with him, and he will always fight."
"That's true." Feng Aotian looked at him, "In these days, you spend more time with him in the palace. After all, he has a lot of discomfort with this place."
"That is natural." Xing Wuyun looked at her, "Does the emperor think that the minister is natural?"
"You..." Feng Aotian said with a low smile, "What is unnatural to you? Master thinks you are at ease."
Xing Wuyun curled his lips, "The emperor is really relieved to his ministers."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded. Her people, she has always been very confident, at least, they will not betray her, just because they are all proud people. He will think again.
Cat father-in-law looked at Xing Wuyun and felt that when he left, there would be many people taking care of the master, and time would pass slowly. In this way, the master would get used to the feeling that he was not by her side.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng walked in, Shicai just rested for a while. After all, he was worried about her and came early, "The minister sees the emperor."
Feng Aotian looked at the two, "Can you rest?"
"My lord, are you better?" Lan Jingshu stepped forward, looked at her, and asked gently.
Feng Aotian nodded, "It's okay, Lord."
Gu Yefeng has been depressed since he learned about his poisoning that day. These days, he has been silent a lot.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a cold face, without a half smile, "After some time, when the little white snake returns, the master will find a way to detoxify."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "Yes."
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Feng Aotian said lightly, "Let's eat."
"Yes." Several people responded.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and shook his father-in-law Mao's hand, "Go and prepare meals."
"Yes." Father Cat got up and walked outside the hall.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "How is Yi Mu's body?"
"I have been holding on for the past few days. I couldn't hold it last night, and I'm still lying down now." Lan Jingshu felt a little more worried when he thought of Yi Mu.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Take him to Father Jiu's place to see."
"Yes." Lan Jing said, "The emperor, your body, the minister is very worried."
Feng Aotian shook his hand, "Don't worry, I still have the strength to hold you."
Lan Jingshu listened to Feng Aotian's serious words, and quickly looked down and was silent.
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, thinking, even if the sky falls, she can stand it, let alone now? However, after all, he couldn't rest assured in his heart. More importantly, he remembered Wei Zimo's words, has she ever been weak? What did she look like when she was weak? Even if he hasn’t seen her, he still feels pity when he looks at her like this. This is the result of loving someone too deeply. Even though he knows how strong she is, sometimes she is even stronger than him, but, After all, I can't hear her feeling half uncomfortable, and she is wholeheartedly concerned.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's thoughtful look. Even though he was thinking now, he still had that romantic smile on his lips.
Maybe she owes them a promise, but now, even she can't promise to fulfill such a promise, so she is also waiting.
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Gu Yefeng always lowered his head, immersed in his own grief. If it was the past, when he learned of this, he would definitely laugh off. After all, for him, he has been in a wheelchair for more than ten years, if he died. Now, that is liberation. He is afraid that he will laugh out loud, but now, with the attachment in his heart, he has reluctance. Then, if the antidote is not found, he will leave. Just remember, leave her By his side, his heart hurts uncomfortably.
Lan Jingshu held her hand and felt cold. He held her hand with both hands and rubbed it gently, but his heart was distressed.
Gu Yefeng was eating lunch alone, watching listening to the wind and listening to the rain standing not far away. Someone came to him and replaced the bed that Mr. Cat had broken in the morning. It was exactly the same as he had been before. However, Much softer.
He didn't have any appetite, but after a few sips, he got up and walked into the study room with smoke curling up. He sat next to the piano, stroking the strings, with an ethereal expression.
Suddenly a black shadow fell, Wei Zimo raised his eyes suddenly, and saw the person in front of him. If it was before, he would stand up respectfully, salute, and call, "Brother Emperor!"
However, now, he has left Yuluo Kingdom. Last night it was his big wedding with her. He is now her person, and since yesterday, he has become a real Wei Zimo, not Gongyi Zimo. .
He still sat on the chair and looked at him, "I don't know what is the matter of the Yuluo Emperor?"
"Do you really think that if you left Yuluo Kingdom, you really got rid of me?" The man's voice was pierced with hellish cold.
Wei Zimo chuckled, "Didn't the Emperor Yuluo personally send me here?"
"I just want you to know that even if you cooperate with her, you will never get rid of me." The man said, flying away.
Wei Zimo was still sitting, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Really? Then I'll wait and see."
After all, he seemed to untie the knot of his heart over the years and continued to stroke the qin.
At this moment, Feng Aotian was sitting at the table, having lunch with them, but he sensed a strong breath, then got up, flew out, and left the emperor's bedroom.
Xing Wuyun is most familiar with such a cold breath, but he is still smiling and cozy. At this moment, he has become a little gloomy and left with Feng Aotian, but because the injury has not healed, he is lost in a flash.
Father Cat hurried out and stood behind Xing Wuyun, "What's wrong?"
"It's him." Xing Wuyun's face at the moment was cold like never before. His eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, then turned around and flew back to the palace.
When Mr. Mao saw this, Feng Aotian was the one who was most worried about this, and he flew forward quickly.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng didn't have martial arts, so naturally they couldn't catch up. The two looked at each other and felt that the atmosphere now made them extremely uncomfortable.
Gu Yefeng looked at him, "It seems that the most useless person here is me."
Lan Jingshu knew that Gu Yefeng's mood was depressed these few days, and then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Perhaps, for you and me, it is naturally useless in front of them, but how do you know that in the heart of the emperor, you Am I useless? The emperor said that she never wanted useless people."
Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jing's book, "Yes, but now I finally can't match the hurdle in my heart."
Lan Jingshu raised his hand and patted his shoulder gently, "I believe the emperor, she must have a way."
Gu Yefeng nodded and said, "Now, this is the only thing."
When the two were talking, they heard a huge noise suddenly resounding outside the hall. Then, when the two were astonished, they saw a dark shadow falling, with a huge cold air in their eyes, and the cold air was pressing.
Lan Jingshu's first reaction was to get up, stand in front of Gu Yefeng, and look at the person in front of him, "Who are you, trespassing into the emperor's palace?"
The black shadow did not speak, but raised his palm. The palm wind swept across the carpet of the hall like a hurricane, and then waved towards Lan Jingshu.
Lan Jingshu has no martial arts, and now he has been shaken back by the internal force of his palm wind. Then, his heels are placed on Gu Yefeng’s wheelchair. He quickly turned around and protected Gu Yefeng in his own arms, feeling that his back Pain, a bluestone has hit him.
He spit out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth, and grasped the wheelchair with his hands.
Seeing this, Gu Yefeng quickly looked at him, "You go quickly, don't have to protect me."
Lan Jingshu looked at him, "With his martial arts, can I escape?"
This is just a prelude, but the internal force urged by the palm wind. However, this palm force has been used for ten percent. Gu Yefeng clearly saw that behind Lan Jingshu was a wild wind that seemed to be rolling up all the blue stones in the entire hall. They all lifted up, and even slammed them at him with the corresponding furnishings. He called out loudly, "Hurry up and get away!"
Lan Jingshu clung to the wheelchair and did not want to let it go. He looked at Gu Yefeng, "I just want to tell you that in the emperor's heart, you hate important."
Gu Yefeng was startled again, "But, why are you in her heart?"
Feng Aotian chased it out, but in the middle of the way he cried out secretly, then turned and returned, but met the cat father who was coming, and quickly took his hand, "Hurry back."
At this time, Xing Wuyun thought that something had happened to Wei Zimo, and he landed in the Floating Dream Palace. After hearing the sound of the piano, he was relieved immediately, then he stepped inside, walked into the study, and stood three steps away. Place, "Here he comes?"
"Yeah." Wei Zimo didn't stop the piano in his hands, and responded lightly.
His eyes sank, he was about to ask something, and then he let out a low growl, "Sorry, something big happened here."
Listening to Xing Wuyun's words, Wei Zimo stopped quickly, "What's the matter?"
"There was an accident in the Emperor's Sleeping Hall." Xing Wuyun said, and flew away from the Floating Dream Palace.
When Wei Zimo saw Xing Wuyun saying this, it must be a major event. Without even thinking about it, he flew to the Imperial Palace with him, but saw that the guard outside the door had been seriously injured and could not get up. Even his soul was holding his chest. Was acupuncture points.
Then, he heard a loud noise in the temple, he rushed in, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he turned and fell in front of Lan Jingshu, his palms gathered his inner strength, and both palms were coming together, and the hurricane was coming. Blocked, turned his head, looked at Lan Jingshu, "I'm not leaving yet."
Lan Jingshu turned around abruptly and saw Xing Wuyun, gritting his teeth, pushing Gu Yefeng away, but did not go far.
Then I saw a bright red figure falling, standing beside Xing Wuyun, and then I saw two white lights rushing out, and the two of them used their internal forces to block the hurricane in front of them.
Hei Ying looked at the two people in front of him, her eyes shot a murderous air, and then her arms shook, and a greater internal force expanded the black light that enveloped him, even if Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo combined their strengths, they could not resistance.
Seeing that the black light had completely shattered the white light of both of them, I saw a bright yellow figure and a navy blue figure falling.
Feng Aotian's eyes condensed, and then he stood behind Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo, his palms condensed his internal strength, against the backs of Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo, the powerful internal force urged the two of them to force the black light go back.
Father Cat hurriedly stepped forward, stood beside Feng Aotian, and then flew out. There was already an extra magic piano in his hand. He twisted down into the air, twitching the strings with his fingertips, and he made a deafening sound. Straight into the black shadow's face door.
The black shadow spun out, and then he saw the black light expand with his figure. He lifted a palm along the way, blocking the sound of the piano stabbed by the cat.
Father Mao quickly turned around, and then increased the sound of the piano. Feng Aotian's eyes became cold, then he lifted his palm, and pulled the two in front of him apart. They were so shocked that they backed back again and again when they saw the black light. The bluestone covering his eyes slammed straight towards Feng Aotian.
Father Cat lowered his eyes, watched, and quickly flew down. Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo were shocked and shouted, "No!"
Feng Aotian stared coldly at the black shadow in front of him, but stood solemnly, without any movement, he was about to hit her when he saw the bluestone, but the black shadow spun out, retracting the palm wind in front of him, and then broke through the front of him. The hurricane fell in front of her, with a wave of palm strength, the hurricane in front of her dissipated, and everything returned to its original state.
He turned around and was close at hand with Feng Aotian. He looked at her, and she looked at him, "Dugu Xingye, no, I should call you a scorpion."
The black shadow in front of him was still motionless. He was dressed in a brown brocade robe, and he was born with asura, and his whole body exuded the aura of death. At a glance, he felt that he would lose his life instantly.
Feng Aotian stared at him coldly, not sad or happy, as if he were treating a stranger.
The black shadow then took a step forward, one step closer to her, obviously close at hand, but thousands of miles away, he just looked at her like this, "I said, they will all die."
Feng Aotian suddenly smiled indifferently, "I also said that if you want them to die, I can save them."
"You are forcing me to destroy." Gong Yimin said solemnly, the voice with an uncontrollable vibration.
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "Is it because I forced you, or are you forcing me?"
Gong Yimin suddenly turned around, "I will let you see them die one by one."
Feng Aotian watched him leave, and his extremely cold voice echoed throughout the hall until he disappeared, but still felt cold and bitter.
Lan Jingshu looked at the scene in front of him, his mind was lost, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.
Feng Aotian turned around and quickly landed next to him. He lifted him from the ground, her face pale, because she came to Kuishui now, and her skill was much weaker than before. She was just right. Bet, he still has a bit of intolerance towards her in his heart, but, thinking about it now, she can't help but sneer, how could he have intolerance towards himself, he just wants to see with his own eyes how miserable he is, until he He completely broke off his own wings and made her his permanent shadow.
Xing Wuyun clutched his chest. Although the wound was healed, Shicai's internal strength was damaged. He was slapped by Gong Yimin. Now, he dare not move.
Feng Ao Tianshi felt that Xing Wuyun was seriously injured, so she put her hand away. She lifted Lan Jingshu from the ground, stepped into the inner hall, and placed him on the dragon couch.
Father Cat hurried forward, took the first step, sat on the dragon couch, and took the pulse for Lan Jingshu. At this time, he knew that Feng Aotian was also holding on.
He felt distressed, but he could only endure it.
Feng Aotian turned around and walked to Xing Wuyun's side, looking at him, "How long are you going to hold on?"
Xing Wuyun looked at her, finally took off his defenses and leaned weakly in her arms, "It really hurts."
Wei Zimo was also injured, but compared to Xing Wuyun's, it was much lighter, but now, the dialogue between Shi Cai Feng Aotian and Gong Yi Min was echoing in his mind, didn't they know each other? Or is there some kind of entanglement between them? From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen Gong Yimin when he was angry, his talented appearance was very scary.
Feng Aotian helped Wei Zimo to sit down, raised her hand, and pulled his shirt open. She saw blood overflowing from the wound on her chest. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "It seems that we will be raising her for a while. "
"It's okay." Xing Wuyun shook his head indifferently. Compared with the resurrection from the previous death, now this is nothing, as long as she is by her side.
Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "Come here."
Wei Zimo always stood in place, unwilling to take that step.
Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Come here."
Wei Zimo looked at her and whispered, "What is your relationship with him?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, knowing that she was as smart as him, so she couldn't guess anything, but she didn't know what it was to him.
She looked at him, "What do you think the Lord has to do with him?"
"I don't know." Wei Zimo shook his head, Gong Yimin's thoughts, he never guessed, couldn't see through, and was even more elusive, but what about Feng Aotian's temperament? He sometimes feels that the two of them are really similar in temperament, seeming cold-blooded and ruthless, but more affectionate than anyone else.
Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo and said solemnly again, "Come here."
Wei Zimo looked at her with unquestionable coldness in his eyes. He hesitated again and again, after all, he couldn't resist it, and strode hard, slowly walking towards her.
However, he sat beside her, silent.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and placed it on his wrist, grasping the pulse, "They all have the same stubborn temper."
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, are you talking about the minister?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him in his arms, "What do you think?"
Father Cat took the pulse for Lan Jingshu, then got up and walked to Feng Aotian's side, "Master, he was badly injured and his heart was broken. The slave went to call the old drunkard. Such a big thing happened in this hall. , He is so leisurely."
Mr. Cat raised his throat and said, before the words fell, he saw a figure fall, already sitting beside Lan Jingshu.
Father Cat looked at the figure and snorted coldly, "Now is coming soon."
Mr. Jiu said nothing, and then began to diagnose and treat Lan Jingshu.
The cat went to Feng Aotian's side and looked at her, "Master, you..."
He wanted to ask the master whether the sunflower water had leaked out, but he couldn't speak now.
Feng Aotian watched him hesitate to speak, then smiled, "No."
"Yeah." The cat father really felt relieved, but the scene of Shicai still made him frightened. He then stood in front of her and said righteously, "Master, you can't scare the minion like this next time, if it is suitable. , If he doesn't stop, then you are not... what should you do if you want a slave?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master is not doing well now."
"But..." Mr. Cat looked at her, "Master, why did the Yuluo Emperor target you?"
"I don't know." Feng Aotian said calmly, "His mind is hard to guess. On that day, when he was at the border, his layout seemed to be precise, but in fact he deliberately gave up Qiguo to the Lord."
"What?" Mr. Cat couldn't help being unbelievable.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "He is thoughtful and unfathomable. The master does not know what he is thinking. However, since the master came back from the border, he has hurt the people next to him several times. At first it was Han Jin, and then Ye Meixi, nowadays, is getting worse."
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo raised their eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. They never knew that there was such an experience in them. Wei Zimo suddenly remembered what he had said. Even if they were by her side, they could not get rid of them. He, then, since coming here, is it also a conspiracy?
He suddenly became a little frightened, he really wanted to be restrained by him?
Feng Aotian held Wei Zimo's hand and felt his slight tremor. She looked sideways and quickly caught the panic in his eyes. She squeezed his hand and said, "Sometimes, it will be more relaxed if you don't think about it. ."
Wei Zimo looked at her and felt fear for the first time, "I'm afraid of him..."
"What are you afraid of? The Lord will bear everything." Feng Aotian interrupted him, speaking relaxedly.
Wei Zimo stopped talking, thinking, even if she is strong, she is just a person. With many loved ones around her, how can she take care of him all the time?
Feng Aotian looked at them in front of him, why should he press hard? Do you really want to leave her alone? Are you really going to leave her alone forever?
She hugged Xing Wuyun tightly in her arms, feeling the warmth on his body, she would never let him succeed.
Duke Jiu got up and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Master, he is okay. He is in a coma now, and he can wake up tomorrow. This month, he can only be confined to the illness."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then pushed Xing Wuyun to Father Jiu in his arms, "show him to him."
"Yes." Duke Jiu nodded, and then took Xing Wuyun to leave the Imperial Palace.
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, can't the minister be here?"
Before Feng Aotian could respond, he had been taken out of the Imperial Palace by Duke Jiu.
The soul walked in with a serious injury, and knelt in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, something happened with Concubine Ye."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "What happened?"
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