Chapter 199: He is stingy

Feng Aotian entered the room, changed into a brown brocade robe, and went straight to the restaurant. Wei Zimo just took a shower and also changed into a clean bright red brocade robe and walked out of the house.
Feng Aotian put his hands around his chest, leaned on one side, and looked at him with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Go to the palace with your master?"
Wei Zimo stepped forward and stood in front of her, "I'm not going anymore."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, leaned slightly, with a small smile on the corners of his mouth, "Let him hold him."
Wei Zimo opened his arms, took her into his arms and held her, "Do you want me to see you flirting with him?"
"If you don't go, don't think about it." Feng Aotian said in a low voice, holding his earlobe, "Do you want to find out the fine work in the restaurant here?"
"Yeah." Wei Zimo replied in a low voice, the tingling sensation in his ears made him hold her tightly, his cheeks pressed against her face through the veil.
Feng Aotian encircled his waist, sucking in the fragrance of his body just after taking a bath, letting go, and kissed his lips through the veil, with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, "I really want to eat you Up."
Wei Zimo's cold eyes were slightly bent, and his lips curled with a smile, pressing against her forehead, "I'm waiting anytime."
Feng Aotian smiled happily, and shook his hand, "Be careful, I know you have a way."
Wei Zimo nodded and said, "If you touch him, you can't touch me."
Feng Aotian smiled again, "Hard mouth."
Wei Zimo snorted and pushed her away, "Go."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, turned around, and left the restaurant.
Wei Zimo watched her leave, the smile at the corners of his mouth was put away, his eyes were cold, he turned lightly, entered the bead curtain, and sat upright.
Hearing the movement, the shopkeeper bowed his head and walked in.
Wei Zimo had no expression on his face, and said solemnly, "Bring things."
"Yes." The shopkeeper quickly pulled out a notebook from his sleeve, wrapped it in a red cloth, and placed it on the low table outside the bead curtain.
Wei Zimo clouded his sleeve, and the book fell into his hand with the red cloth. He then opened it and looked at it one by one. Time slowly passed, and the restaurant was very quiet.
Feng Aotian avoided the imperial guards in the imperial palace, turned around, and landed in the palace where Xuanyuanyu lived.
On one side of the main hall, a bright yellow figure was sitting next to the book table, reading the memorial intently.
Feng Aotian did not evade, but walked towards him step by step, obviously without concealing his internal strength.
Xuanyuan Yu didn't make any movement, but instead looked at the memorial in his hand intently.
When Feng Aotian approached and stood beside him, she suddenly opened her arms, wrapped his neck around his back, and hugged him, "Do you miss me?"
After Xuanyuan Yu approved the memorial in his hand, he calmly put down the imperial pen, raised his eyes, and smiled at Shang Feng Aotian's eyes, his eyes filled with a thousand years of silent indifference, and he whispered, "Could it be that Feng Qihuang Every time I see a man is such an intimacy?"
Feng Aotian leaned all his heart on him, looked at him with a smile, her eyes met, she smiled deeply, it seems that he has come out of his own demon.
She chuckled, "It seems you still understand me."
As he said, he kissed his lips, the tip of his tongue outlined the shape of his lips, and gently sucked.
Xuanyuan Yu remained unmoved, looking at her steadily like Mount Tai, without any anger or anger, neither happy nor worried.
Feng Aotian wanted to see how long he could hold on, sliding his fingertips across his back, all the way down, slowly biting his lips, and his other hand was already sliding to his waist, gently The ground bounced, the Panlong jade buckle on his dragon robe was uncovered, and her hand slipped in.
The skin of the tentacles was very tender and smooth, she leaped gently, and sat in his arms, hooking his neck, watching his lustrous lips slightly pursed, and her handsome face was even more charming. She was gorgeous, she followed his lips, kissed his chin, neck, bowed her head, and bit on his beautiful collarbone...
Her hands moved even more over his body, and when she was about to continue, she heard a sneer, "How did Emperor Feng Qi please your male pet?"
Feng Aotian raised his head, "Uh-huh."
Xuanyuan Yu lowered his eyes, those eyes were so deep that he could not see through. He raised his hand and pushed Feng Aotian directly out, then got up, the jade belt was hung around his waist, the dragon robe was loose, the skirt was half open, and the collarbone He left a row of teeth marks, his face was still impermanent, but in fact he would have cursed himself a few harshly in his heart, so he was easily confused by her, and even let her take care of herself. foot.
Standing on the ground, Feng Aotian looked at him. She was truly unparalleled. She stepped forward and buckled up his jade buckle again. He folded his clothes slightly, and sat on one side gracefully, lifting the gold on the side. The glass teapot poured a cup of tea, leaned close to the nose and sniffed, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "The tea is good."
Xuanyuan Yu looked at her with this cozy expression, as if taking this place as his own site, he snorted, is he really confused by her? He remembers this account clearly, he I don't believe it, I can still be held by her, and I don't even look at whose site this is now, he is Xuanyuanyu, the monarch of Xuanmo country.
He walked forward slowly, then sat in the seat beside her, raised his hand, and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and continued to remain silent.
Feng Aotian did not speak, but was tasting tea with an air of calmness. Now it's noon, she has been tossing for a day without eating, turning her eyes and looking at him, "I am hungry."
"What is it with me?" Xuanyuan Yu replied nonchalantly.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, supporting his chin with one hand, and holding the blue silk on his chest with the other, "I'm hungry."
Xuanyuan Yu looked at her with an indifferent expression, then raised her hand and waved her restless hand away, "The restaurant opposite the Furong Pavilion is full of delicacies and delicacies. Can you still be hungry?"
Feng Aotian's hand was waved away by him, and then he posted it again, and continued to play with his Qingsi, "I am at your place now, I am hungry."
Xuanyuan Yu raised his hand again, waved her hand away, and said coldly, "No."
Feng Aotian continued to hold his hand, wrapped his blue silk around his fingertips, and whispered, "No, then I will eat you."
After speaking, he got up from the chair, leaned forward, and wanted to bite him.
Xuanyuan Yu stood up, waved her hand away again, and said solemnly, "Pass the meal!"
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, and sat down again, playing with the teacup.
Xuanyuan Yu stepped forward and sat down next to the book table again, flipping through the memorial in his hand, ignoring her.
Feng Aotian didn't care either, she was just consuming it, to see who could surpass whom, anyway, she didn't worry.
Xuanyuan Yu looked at the memorial in front of him, and Feng Aotian's frivolous face appeared in his mind. He resisted the irritability in his heart, and on the surface read the memorial casually.
After a while, the chief came in, "The emperor, please have a meal."
"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu responded lightly.
The chief retired.
Feng Aotian got up comfortably and swaggered through the hall, walked to the table aside, and looked at the meal in front of her. Compared to her usual food, it was really extravagant, and there were delicacies of all sizes. Three or four hundred things, she raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Yu, unavoidably shook her head and said, what a luxury.
Xu is a temperament cultivated in a previous life. Although she knows that in this world, the royal authority is supreme, and the royal kitchen is like this, and it is the most normal. However, she can't do it everywhere. Such extravagance, especially the treatment of food, therefore, as the emperor, she emphasized exquisite and delicious meals, so she discarded the previous imperial meal that was placed on the water table.
However, now she is in the country of Xuanmo, in other people's territory, looking at the delicacy in front of her, she slowly picked up the chopsticks, and used it on her own.
Xuanyuan Yu sat on the main seat with Feng Aotian, watching her use it comfortably, completely inappropriate for being an outsider, he snorted in his heart, and then gracefully picked up the golden dragon chopsticks, the chief on the side under his sign , Put a small dish of vegetables in front of him.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that he was really particular, didn't care, but used it by himself.
Lunch is used in a casual and elegant manner, both the emperors of the two countries, one is very casual, the other is very noble.
Xuanyuan Yu used very little, Feng Aotian cleans her hands, and after rinsing her mouth, watched Xuanyuan Yu slowly get up, stepped past her, and ignored her at all.
She suddenly stepped forward and stood beside him. Without warning, she held his hand, "Just stopped lunch and went for a walk."
Xuanyuan Yu shook her hand away, "Not going."
Feng Aotian clasped his hand tightly and looked at him, "Are you afraid that I will see your concubine in your harem and I will have a good heart?"
"Do you like women too?" Xuanyuan Yu threw her hand away again, and said in a deep voice.
"Everyone has a heart for beauty. If you look more beautiful, I don't mind taking it back to Fengqi." Feng Aotian said lightly, "Recently, there is a shortage of people in Furong Pavilion."
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes sank, "You mean the women in our harem are only worthy to be prostitutes?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Instead of letting me kill them, it's better to use waste."
"Who do you say is rubbish?" Xuanyuanyu listened to her pointing at Sang Shuhuai. He had all in his harem, so what was he? Isn't it waste in waste?
Feng Aotian clenched his hand once again, raised the back of his hand, and dropped a light kiss, "How many women are there in your harem?"
"I don't know." Xuanyuan Yu said coldly, waving her hand vigorously and opening her hand.
Feng Aotian clenched his hand tightly, and dragged him out of the bedroom, and then walked forward.
The eunuchs and the imprisoned guards on the side bowed their heads in shock. They had never seen the emperor so close to anyone, not to mention a woman. Now, they are holding hands with a man. Could it be that the emperor has broken sleeves? The addiction?
Everyone was stunned. No wonder the emperor didn’t look at the women in the harem. It turned out that the emperor liked men. Some eunuchs who were bought by officials quickly realized that he had to spread the news quickly so that the officials would not give away beautiful women in the future. Send a beautiful boy in.
Xuanyuan Yu shook Feng Aotian's hand vigorously, "Let go."
Feng Aotian held his hand tightly and dragged him forward, "The weather here is good."
Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes and looked directly at Feng Aotian in front of him. With coldness in his eyes, he shot her back of the head, and muttered in his heart, what is he doing with her?
Feng Aotian directly ignored Xuanyuanyu’s cold eyes, but walked forward enthusiastically. After walking all the way, he saw the various palaces. Seeing Xuanyuanyu in front of him, the lady on the side knelt on the ground in fright. God knows, the emperor has never stepped into the harem.
Feng Aotian looked at the palace in front of him, "Mei Huan Palace, there is one word difference from the Meixiang Palace in my palace. I wonder if there are plum blossoms in it?"
Xuanyuan Yu listened to her talking to herself, and then shook it vigorously, "I haven't seen it, I don't know, you let it go."
Feng Aotian turned a deaf ear to what he said, but stepped up and walked in.
The palace lady guarding the gate of the palace was so scared that she knelt on the ground and dared not gnaw. A clever had entered the palace to report.
Feng Aotian dragged Xuanyuanyu into his harem as if he were visiting his own harem. The courtyard was rather unique. At one corner of the corridor, there were a few plum trees. Now, it's not yet the blooming season, compared to the plum blossom garden. Noble and elegant, this place is a little more demure of a woman, but it is also unique.
Xuanyuan Yu had never entered the harem, and it was the first time he saw the palace in front of him. However, now he was not interested in appreciating, just staring at Feng Aotian with a cold face.
Feng Aotian looked at him and nodded, "Well, yes, if the plum blossoms are in full bloom, there will be some artistic conception."
"Humph." Xuanyuan Yu let out a cold snort, standing still.
"There are a few branches of plum in the corner, and Ling Han leaves alone. I know it's not snow, because there is a secret fragrance." Feng Aotian held the branches of plum blossoms with one hand and Xuanyuanyu's hand with one hand, and said in a low voice.
Not far away, there was a woman dressed in luxurious splendor, a pink palace dress, Liu Dai's eyebrow, and a plum blossom painted on her forehead. Hiring Tingting was a bit more elegant.
Feng Aotian approached Xuanyuan Yu and said, "I really want to have a secret fragrance."
Xuanyuan Yu looked along, but with a single glance, his gaze fell on Feng Aotian's face. Compared to the delicate makeup and the delicate and contrived appearance, it was better to look at the refreshing face in front of him.
"Concubine, see the emperor!" The woman walked slowly, blessing her body without disorder, and her voice sounded very stable.
"Yeah." Xuanyuan Yu just uttered a nasal sound, which was considered to be an answer. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Read it?"
"I'm thirsty." Seeing Xuanyuan Yu's obvious impatience, Feng Aotian thought, doesn't he like women but men?
Xuanyuanyu looked at her, "Go back and drink."
Feng Aotian immediately sat on the marble stool beside him, tilted Erlang's legs, raised his head, and looked at him, "I want it now."
Xuanyuan Yu had some headaches, but, as he wanted to maintain his emperor's dignity, he could only say in a deep voice, "Go get tea."
"Yes." The woman in front of her whispered, and then motioned to the court lady on the side.
Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of her with her head down docilely and standing on one side. She smiled and asked, "Beauty, what is her name?"
The woman in front of her raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, and saw that she was holding Xuanyuanyu’s hand. She was as beautiful as a bright moon, exuding luxurious air and extraordinary bearing, but there was a bit of prettyness between her eyebrows and eyes. People have a glance, and they are deeply impressed. Since she came to the palace, she has never seen Xuanyuanyu enter the harem. Although the concubines in this palace have noble identities, only they understand the loneliness of this. And helpless.
Today, when I heard the emperor arrive, she was obviously shocked, but because of the temperament she had cultivated over the years, she never had an overdue expectation, and she didn’t have much surprise. She looked down, and was about to reply, she heard Xuanyuan Yu's voice sounded coldly, "What do you ask this for?"
Feng Aotian pulled gently, and Xuanyuan Yu sat down beside her. She leaned in his arms and said in a low voice, "You are also true, you don't need the beautiful person in front of you, just like this for nothing. wasted."
Xuanyuan Yu gently moved his shoulders, and Feng Aotian raised his head, tilted his head, and looked at him with a smile.
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes were cold, staring at her, "Will I use it, what does it have to do with you? Or do you want to see how I use it?"
Listening to his angry words, Feng Aotian quickly lowered his face, "I am not thirsty anymore."
He got up and pulled him out.
Xuanyuan Yu looked at her gloomy face, inexplicably in a very good mood, every time she was half-dead by her anger, but now, it makes her angry, and her mood is much better. Unexpectedly, there is a faint smile on her mouth. .
The woman on the side raised her eyes, just in time to see the smile that was as beautiful as a summer flower, so beautiful that she was suffocating, and she still remembered that when she saw him for the first time, it was when he was enthroned and went to the ancestral hall. She was standing in the crowd, watching him sitting on the dragon's blade from a distance. She was handsome and handsome. With just one glance, she was attracted at first sight and willingly entered the palace. Over the years, she Having exhausted the woman's best years here, she has never seen him again, her heart is ashamed, but now, when she sees him, she still smiles, and that smile is deeply burned in her heart.
The court lady next to her saw the emperor leave, and when she saw her stunned, she whispered, "Miss Mei, are you okay?"
"Mei Yueru." She whispered. Her name was Mei Yueru, but he never knew there was another woman in this world. He didn't know before, maybe he would never know, right? Desolation flashed in her eyes, and she moved forward lonely, standing under the plum tree, secretly hurt.
Feng Aotian dragged Xuanyuan Yu away from Mei Huan Palace and turned back to his bedroom.
However, Xuanyuan Yu found pleasure. Seeing that she was about to return, he said, "Why don't you look at the scenery in other palaces? Anyway, I haven't seen it before, so I just happened to watch her with me."
Feng Aotian stopped, turned around and looked at him, "Do you remember that woman just now?"
"Why do you want to tell you?" Xuanyuan Yu looked at her angry look, in a very good mood, raised his head, raised his eyebrows and replied, then turned and walked forward.
Feng Aotian shook his hand and said solemnly, "Dare you take a step forward and try?"
Xuanyuanyu snorted coldly, "This is my harem, where do I go..."
auzw.com Before he finished speaking, he felt a warmth on his lips. He opened his eyes and saw Feng Aotian staring at him coldly. When he was stunned, she was cruel Biting his lips, in a moment, he smelled blood.
Xuanyuan Yu raised his hand and pushed her away, but Feng Aotian hooked the tip of his tongue, licked the blood on his lips, slid into his sandal mouth and entangled his lips and teeth.
Under such a strong offensive, Xuanyuan Yu's brain went blank. Under her guidance, she stood on the huge corridor and kissed her in front of a group of court ladies and eunuchs.
This scene was naturally seen by all people. They were startled first, then surprised, and then surprised, God, their wise and martial emperor, the man who actually liked, the proud man of the world. The emperor, who really likes men?
As soon as the kiss was over, Feng Aotian left his lips, held his hand, and walked forward. She still didn't believe it, couldn't she overcome him?
Xuanyuanyu panted low, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. After halfway through his walk, he reacted, shaking her hand vigorously, throwing her hand away, and looking at her, "You can't do something fresh. ?"
Feng Aotian turned around and looked at him, "I only use the most effective method."
Xuanyuan Yu thinks what's wrong with him? Obviously thinking of bringing her over, and then teaching her well, but now, what is this?
Feng Aotian stepped forward and held his hand again, "Do you remember the face of the woman just now?"
"Turn you off..." Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyes, looked at her, and said in a deep voice.
Feng Aotian stepped forward again, intercepted his words, and kissed again.
Xuanyuan Yu quickly pushed her away, "Are you... ever ending?"
Feng Aotian said solemnly, "It's not over, do you still remember?"
"Huh." Xuanyuan Yu snorted coldly, strode past her side, and walked forward with a sullen face.
Seeing the back of him shaking his sleeves and leaving, Feng Aotian smiled, hum, and pretended to be a mockery with her, and see if he can't cure you.
Xuanyuan Yu walked for a long while without hearing the sound of chasing footsteps, then stood still, turned around, and watched her standing still from a distance.
He said solemnly, "Isn't he thirsty? What is Chu doing there?"
Feng Aotian leaned sideways, raised his head, not looking at him, "You haven't answered my question yet."
Xuanyuan Yu looked at her swearing to give up and said sharply, "If you continue to do this, then I will go take a closer look."
Feng Aotian still stood still.
Xuanyuan Yu also stood there. Although it was afternoon and the sun was scorching, the atmosphere was extremely cold, and the court lady who was kneeling on the side was so frightened that he did not dare to speak.
The two were in a stalemate. After an unknown period of time, Xuanyuan Yu strode forward and stood in front of her, "What are you here for? Are you here to make me angry?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Didn't you let me come?"
"Who said that?" Xuanyuan Yu said coldly with a flash of eyes.
Feng Aotian shook his head, "It's not you, then I'm leaving."
As she spoke, she tapped her toes and flew away.
Standing on the spot, Xuanyuan Yu looked at her flying away and was stunned for a while, then turned around, left angrily, and returned to the bedroom with a calm face.
The chief saw the emperor coming back alone, and, with a dark face, just stood outside the hall, not daring to bother.
Xuanyuan Yu sat angrily beside the bookcase. She was amazing. Come and leave if you want. What is this place? What is he?
He panted heavily, rolled up his sleeves, then stepped into the inner hall, and violently tore off his dragon robe that was soaked with her breath, threw it on the ground, and lay down On the dragon couch, he raised his eyes and looked at the top of the sky. Fortunately, Feng Aotian, you have fluctuated your mood so easily.
Feng Aotian left the palace, went back to the restaurant, opened the bead curtain, and then sat beside Wei Zimo, grabbed the tea in his hand, drank it in one mouthful, and poured another cup.
Wei Zimo looked at her and asked coldly, "Is the Emperor Xuan Mo so stingy that he won't even give you a sip of tea?"
"Humph." Feng Aotian also snorted, following Xuanyuanyu's voice, then looked at Wei Zimo, "He is stingy."
Wei Zimo looked at her calmly, and then said, "Did you make him angry?"
"Why don't you say that he made him angry?" Feng Aotian stared at him, and said solemnly.
"Only you have the ability to make others angry." Wei Zimo picked up the cup she had used, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip, remembering that Xing Wuyun didn't drink tea in the past, but only used the cup she had drunk. He likes to drink tea. What he is doing now is really different.
Feng Aotian grabbed the teacup from his hand and looked at him, "Nowadays, I don't put my master in his eyes more and more."
Wei Zimo smiled and looked at her, raised his hand, and embraced her in his arms, "Your visit this time has already discredited Emperor Xuan Mo, why are you angry?"
Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "You still understand."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to live today. Everyone knows that Emperor Xuan Mo has a habit of breaking sleeves." Wei Zimo said lightly, looking at her, "You are not afraid, he really loves men, and those officials give him a gift Dui Mei Nan over?"
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Whoever dares to give it away will dare to destroy him."
Wei Zimo chuckled, "This place is his site."
"Sooner or later it's the master." Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, playing with the blue silk on his chest, "Master is tired, take a break with him."
"Okay." Wei Zimo said as he lay down on the soft couch, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, the two of them hugged each other and slowly closed their eyes.
As the setting sun went down, Feng Aotian woke up gradually, stayed up all night, and then went to the palace. Now, after taking a nap, he feels much more refreshed.
She looked sideways, looking at Wei Zimo who was still sleeping, she leaned sideways, propped her head with one hand, and traced his eyebrows with the other, looking at him with a smile.
Wei Zimo suddenly raised his eyes and ran into the smile between her eyebrows. Since he was sleeping lightly, Shi Cai was already awake, but he couldn't stand her noise and woke up reluctantly.
"What are you thinking about?" Feng Aotian asked while looking at him.
"Thinking of you." Wei Zimo slowly got up, got off the soft couch, and stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside.
Feng Aotian hugged him behind him, "Why are you so quiet these days?"
"Are you doing something in secret?" Wei Zimo finally asked.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian stood beside him from behind him, looking at him, "What do you want to know?"
"What can I do for you?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, staring at her.
"Eat and sleep with your father." Feng Aotian held his hand, "give the bed warmer."
Wei Zimo tugged gently, and she crashed into his arms. Wei Zimo lowered his head and said, "I want to carry it with you if I have anything."
The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth raised slightly, stroking his back, "Okay, let's carry it together."
Xuanyuanyu lay on the dragon couch for a long time, until the chief stood outside the inner hall and asked carefully, "The emperor, do you want to pass on food?"
Only then did Xuanyuan Yu return to his senses. He got up from the dragon couch, looked down at the dragon robe that fell on the ground, picked it up again, stroked the lines on it, and threw it aside in annoyance, and then changed his body again. In his light uniform, he walked out of the inner hall, "put a meal."
"Yes." The chief replied, and then ordered someone to prepare.
Xuanyuan Yu looked at the meal in front of him, his eyes sideways, thinking of Feng Aotian sitting on one side of the meal, his handsome face was displeased, but he just used it for a few times, got up, and just sat on the desk. Beside, reviewing memorials.
Feng Aotian returned to Furong Pavilion and went to Xue Ke's room.
Xue Ke just drank the medicine, but was not sleepy. She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, then stood up, "Master."
Feng Aotian looked at her, "If Master wants you to choose between Chu Lingtian and Master, who would you choose?"
Xue Ke paused slightly, bit her lips tightly, thought for a while, and whispered, "The servant's life is the master's."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and touched her head, "Silly girl."
Xue Ke raised her eyes, looked at her, and gently touched her slightly bulging belly, "It's hard to balance love and justice, he won't blame the servant."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked her abdomen gently, "Lord doesn't want your child to be born without parents. Don't think that he doesn't know what you think."
Xue Ke raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the master."
Feng Aotian got up, "Okay, rest well, after tomorrow, it will rain and the sky will clear."
"The slave and the maid sent the master." Xue Ke got up and drove her to the door.
Feng Aotian left Xue Ke's house, and then walked into his house.
Zihui stood beside her, waiting for dispatch.
Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch, tapping the tabletop rhythmically with one hand, and holding the warm jade in her hand. This was her habit every time she had a major plan.
In Qicheng, Mu Hanyao received Feng Aotian's secret letter as soon as he returned. He raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qianye who was approaching, "The emperor has issued an order."
Leng Qianye stepped forward and took the secret letter in his hand. After reading it, he looked at him, "It seems that you and I are right. The emperor is really going to do it."
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, "I will set off immediately, and Qicheng will hand it over to you."
"Well, if there are no accidents, you will act according to the plan agreed upon by you and me." Leng Qianye patted Mu Hanyao on the shoulder and exhorted.
"Okay." Mu Hanyao nodded, then left.
After rectifying the crowd, half an hour later, he took the crowd and left Qicheng at night.
Leng Qianye stood on the top of the tower, looking at his going away figure, this parting, I am afraid that in some days, I can't get together again.
Jin Yao stood beside him, "General Leng, you will leave soon."
Leng Qianye just looked ahead, "This is the real beginning."
In fact, they all knew Feng Aotian's ambition to dominate the world. They were already preparing to build a barrier for her. The time had not come before, but now it is the time.
In the Fengqi State Palace, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had just finished their work, and they were sitting in the courtyard chatting with Yi Mu.
Meteor and Xing Wuyun stayed in the courtyard. Wu Feng occasionally joked with Xing Wuyun, answering some weird questions from Meteor from time to time.
The dog was following Meteor. In the past few days, it drank the holy spring, and it became more energetic.
Xing Wuyun just finished brushing the jar, lying on the recliner, looking at the starry sky, "It feels like I'm back in the door."
While the wind was fiddling with the medicinal materials, he looked at him, "Why, want to go back? If the old man knows, he will be happy."
Xing Wuyun shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't happen now."
"It seems that you have something to do." Wufeng listened to Xing Wuyun's tone. Over the years, the brothers and sisters have understood their temperaments. How can they be good if they can survive to this day? Learned to hide one's own nature.
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, "Are you interested?"
"I'm interested in watching the show." Wufeng said while looking at him, "If Emperor Feng Qi is not in these two days, you plan to rest at my place?"
"No way, recognize the bed." Xing Wuyun whispered, lying down comfortably, raised his hand, picked up the teapot beside him, poured a cup, and took a sip.
Meteor sat next to Xing Wuyun and looked at him, "I want to listen to anything interesting."
Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at the meteor, "How about a game with you?"
"Okay." Meteor nodded and quickly entered the house, took out the chessboard, and placed it on the side.
Xing Wuyun was still lying on the recliner, looking at the shooting star, "You will land first."
"Okay." Meteor nodded, and then converged on his laughter, held Baizi seriously, and fell.
Xing Wuyun held the black piece in his hand, glanced at the chessboard, and placed the piece.
The dog was lying at the feet of the meteor, occasionally looking up.
When windless, fiddled with the medicinal materials, he sat aside, took a cup of tea, and quietly watched.
Wei Zimo stood by the window, looking at the Furong Pavilion opposite, while Feng Aotian sat in the room all night.
Xuanyuan Yu reviewed the memorial for the night, and the next morning, after washing and dressing, he went to the morning court.
Xue Ke stood by the window, looking outside, waiting for the final result.
After Zihui served Feng Aotian to wash, she stepped up, left Furong Pavilion, and fell by Wei Zimo's side. Seeing him suffering from the cold all night, her phoenix eyes sank slightly, "Do you want the Lord to feel sorry for you?"
Wei Zimo leaned on her, "I just can't sleep."
"That's natural. If you are not by your side, you can't sleep naturally." Feng Aotian said bluntly.
Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and gave a low laugh, which was considered tacit.
This is the most prosperous street in Xuanmo Country. After a while, there was a rush of people. It is because this is the day of Chu Lingtian Wenzhan. The people gathered here early in the morning, waiting for the prison car to be here. Go to the beheading stand.
After a while, he saw the prisoner vehicle slowly approaching. Chu Lingtian was sitting in the prisoner vehicle, his face turned pale, and he coughed lightly from time to time. He was dressed in prison clothes, but he did not lose his majesty. Lifting his eyes, he saw the familiar figure, his handsome face, showing a gratified smile, and nodding slightly.
Xue Ke looked at him, holding back her tears, wishing for the moment, so she rushed forward and rescued him from the prison.
As the prison car drove all the way, the people on both sides whispered and watched...
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