Chapter 239: Eighth day

It seems that everyone in the entire palace knows that this day is very important, and Feng Aotian also made special preparations. She promised to give him an unforgettable night in the bridal chamber.
In the emperor's sleeping hall, there were beautiful men of all colors. They seemed to have discussed them. They all sat silently, but since Feng Aotian came back in the morning, they had not seen anyone.
Xing Wuyun lay on the soft couch, with the corners of his mouth half squeezed, and the green silk on both sides draped casually, the goose-yellow brocade robe on his body was blowing with the wind, his fingers slid across the carved edge of the hip flask, and he looked up at each of his The silent crowd couldn't help but grinned, "The emperor is really thinking."
"You are full of sourness these few days." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, coldly lifting the bar.
"You have been very angry these few days." Xing Wuyun is not to be outdone, dare to practice lip service with him, that is still tender.
"With each other." Leng Qianye chuckled, and then without talking to him, he took one side of the tea, while looking at the book of war, while tasting the tea, but the light in his eyes, there was a faint drifting, sharp-eyed person At first glance, he knew that he was absent-minded now.
Mu Hanyao seldom played with the saber in his hand, sitting now, wearing a brown brocade robe, with blue silk high, his cold face exuding mighty air, holding a sabre in one hand and a clean cotton cloth in the other. , Is being wiped carefully.
Mu Hanjin looked at the few people in front of her, but glanced lightly at the Lan Jing book opposite, who was reading the memorial. They were afraid they were the calmest people here.
Who said that there are three women for a table, now this is a table for five men, look at the beauty here, if Feng Aotian is there, there may be some headaches.
Compared with the seemingly calm surface of the Emperor's Bedroom, but the scene where everyone is thinking heavily, Feng Aotian is now standing by the Tingxin Lake in the outskirts, looking at the small island standing in the middle of the lake. There is a loft on it. Hanging the beaming red lanterns, hanging red silk, fluttering in the wind, you can see the joy from a distance.
Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, and then saw that a guard of honor had slowly approached not far away. It was also full of red. Although there was no joy, he could still feel joy.
Relying on stopping when he was near the lake, Feng Aotian deliberately covered the entire lake with coquettish manzhushahua. The petals drifted along the lake, but they were still so charming and moving.
A person walked out of Yizheng, still wearing a red veil, a jade crown with rubies on his head, and a bright red brocade robe. His cold eyes were warm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. There was no one beside him. She in front of her.
Feng Aotian was also wearing a bright red brocade robe of the same color. She stood by the lake with her hand in her hand, and watched him walking towards her step by step. Time stopped abruptly at this moment, and the breeze was blowing on the clothes of the two. Streamer, the two are just looking at each other, and the picture of them going from acquaintance to acquaintance to each other emerges in their minds. The past is vivid, but it is not as happy as the happiness in front of such a beautiful woman.
He stood a step away from her, just like when he was married for the first time, but he didn’t understand what he thought of her at that time, but now, after experiencing so many right and wrong, he What I want to do is just want to grow old with her.
He stepped forward again, staring at her blankly, and whispered, "I've been waiting for this moment. I've been waiting for a long time."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and embraced him in his arms, tapping his toes lightly, and the two stepped on the petals of Manzhushahua on the lake and landed on the attic in the middle of the lake.
The wind chimes rang, seemingly joyful. Feng Aotian took his hand and stood slowly in the middle of the hall. Xitang was already ready. There were no others here, only the two of them. They didn’t need any other instructions. Just need to know that this moment, the time at this moment belongs to them only.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Baitang."
"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded slightly, and the two of them came to the church in a tacit understanding and became relatives.
Feng Aotian took his hand, "Enter the bridal chamber."
Wei Zimo chuckled her lips and smiled, but let her lead, and slowly walked into the bridal chamber, the red candle holder, they sat on the bed, she raised her hand to tie the hem of the two together, and then took it Take the prepared wine and drink it.
She put down the wine glass, tilted her head and looked at him, "Master is going to lift the veil."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded slightly. This veil has been with him since he was a child, and has never been taken off for more than ten years, even if she is ready to lift the veil and be ready to be seen by her, but, I was still a little nervous.
He didn't dare to make any movements, he just looked at her unsatisfactorily, wanting to keep all her expressions in his heart firmly.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, stepped forward slowly, and lifted his veil. When she looked at his face in front of her, she flashed a stunned face. It was a face that was overwhelmingly beautiful, with beauty in her femininity. Compared to Ye Meixi’s enchanting charm, he is a bit more glamorous, and compared to the enchanting grace of Mr. Cat, he is a bit more beautiful and magnificent, but he and Mr. Cat have a bit of imagination. Could it be that he looked carefully, he really wouldn't notice it, but his face was just right, not too enchanting, not too coquettish, I'm afraid that in this world, only he can have such a temperament.
She smiled like a rascal, "Really beauties are all over the country."
She leaned forward slowly, gave his lips a soft consent, hooked his chin, curled his lips and smiled, "Give my master a smile."
Now that Wei Zimo took off his veil, he felt a cold feeling on his face. His face was stained with a layer of crimson, as if enchanting flowers were blooming, and it was even more beautiful than ever.
Feng Aotian raised her hand and took off his brocade robe one by one. His body had recovered the flawless skin of the past. She remembered his pain these days, and she immediately opened her arms, "To the Lord undress."
"Okay." Wei Zimo felt that tonight was the happiest time in his life. Last night, he watched all the scars on his body fade away, and he recovered his previous skin. He really cried with joy, and no wind told him if it was Tonight, if you can’t consummate your room with her, then he will be poisoned and die, but now, he doesn’t care if he will die from the poison. What he cares is that in front of her, he is still the flawless Wei Zi street.
His slender fingertips ran over her waist and gently unfastened her belt. He remembered seeing her dressed in women's clothing in the palace of the Yuluo Kingdom that day, and he raised his eyes to stare at her former beauty. Today's face is a rare piece of makeup. He took off her robe. When he saw the clothes she was wearing, his eyes flashed with surprise and touch.
He smiled lightly, "You are..."
Feng Aotian will be and handed out, the green silk is scattered, her handsome face is a little bit more feminine, and her red lips are slightly raised because she is wearing a woman's wedding gown.
A long skirt with a tube top outlines her enchanting figure. She raised her hand, untied her belt, took off her thin shirt, and bare her fragrant shoulders. She put his hand on her heart, "This moment , You have to live for me. Without my permission, you are not allowed to do stupid things, you are not allowed to abandon yourself, and you are not allowed to turn a blind eye to me. If you have anything, I will share with you."
Wei Zimo felt the softness in that hand, listening to her thumping heartbeat, he raised a beautiful smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his other hand, took her into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "With you It's great."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "What kind of answer is this."
Wei Zimo took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and kissed her lips, gently sucking in, his hands tightly hugged her, as if worshipping his most precious baby.
He half-kneeled in front of her, his glamorous pair was coated with a layer of brilliance, he lowered his eyes, kissed her brows and eyes lightly, and his hands wandered freely on her condensed skin.
Feng Aotian raised his head slightly, put his hands on his chest, bowed his head, glanced at him, then raised his eyes to look at Wei Zimo, "It's still in sight."
Wei Zimo kissed affectionately, but he heard Feng Aotian's abrupt words, and then followed her gaze. All the tenderness of Shicai became tasted at this moment, his face was already ripe, but he asked unwillingly. "What about them?"
Feng Aotian tutted twice, then threw him down, lowered her head and kissed his lips. In this regard, she prefers to take the initiative, "Try it and you will know."
When Feng Aotian woke up the next day, it was already midday. She raised her eyes and looked at Wei Zimo's brows and eyes. She was about to get up and felt soreness in her body. She once again proved that in this kind of thing, No matter how advanced she is in martial arts, there is still a gap between these men and women. All of them seem to be respectful on the surface, but she did not expect to be so brave in this respect. She felt that she really picked up a treasure, but, If she was tossed like this every day, would she still work?
Seeing Feng Aotian thoughtfully, Wei Zimo whispered, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you last night?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Extend your hand."
Wei Zimo put the hand around her waist in front of her, Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulsed him, the blood flowed without any signs of poisoning, "Go back and let No Wind show you again."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo retracted his arm, then got up, put on his robe, turned to look at her, "Bath?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian raised his arms and fell into his embrace. By the way, he dropped a kiss on his delicate red lips, "I can only take off the veil in the future."
"Okay." Wei Zimo watched her regain her former dominance, but he liked it very much.
After bathing and dressing, the two took breakfast and did not rush back to the palace, but took a leisurely stroll by the lake.
She raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile, "It's nice to walk like this."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo wore a veil, clasped her ten fingers, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the blue waves in front of him. He smiled, "I haven't walked like this for a long time."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, "Then I will walk with you."
"Okay." Wei Zimo squeezed her hand and said with a smile, "You have spent the past few days leisurely."
"It's rare to be free." Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, "Now that you have detoxified, and I don't know who Gong Yimin's next target is, but now I have enough rest, waiting for Leng Peihan and the others to come back. Jin returns to the Feng Clan, Xiao Bai Snake should also come out."
"But meteors are often on your lips?" Wei Zimo looked at Feng Aotian. Now he has changed from the coldness of the past, and his whole person is like immersed in the sun, with warmth everywhere.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "It's also a matter of these few days."
"Oh." Wei Zimo let out a long voice, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Is this little white snake beautiful?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Are you jealous?"
"It's not someone's monopoly to be jealous. He Xing Wuyun is jealous all day long, can't I eat some?" Wei Zimo naturally knew about Xing Wuyun's fight with Leng Qianye that day.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "Haha, why didn't you notice that Zi Mo has become more and more cute."
Wei Zimo's face turned red, unable to withstand her molesting, and then took her into his arms, "I just want to be who I am in front of you."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "That's good."
Wei Zimo suddenly whispered, "Then are you going to be with me these few days, or go with them?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth ticked, "Everyone is with him."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, pushed her away, and walked forward, "Then you can go with them. Anyway, I'm used to it."
Feng Aotian looked at him with gentleness and water, and suddenly the sky changed. She helped her forehead and looked at the sky. Once again, she felt that it was not a good thing to have more men. Who gave her so many men? The answer is that she is herself, she really cannot live by herself.
She stepped forward and took his hand, "I will accompany you first."
Wei Zimo knows that to love her, you must bear a lot, you can't occupy her alone, you can't play petty temperament, but he is like this, because the more you love, the more reluctant, the more reluctant, the more Make him more tangled.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Master likes you to play a little temper."
Wei Zimo turned his eyes to look at her, "Don't you think I'm too hypocritical?"
Feng Aotian smiled and said, lowering his neck, "Master likes your hypocritical."
Wei Zimo lowered his head and kissed her lips, hugging her tightly, "I was thinking, if one day, you are not by my side, what should I do?"
"Fool, forgot what you said to the master last night?" Feng Aotian raised his hand, looked at his forehead, and took his hand to continue walking forward, walking while shaking his wrist.
Wei Zimo looked at her profile, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, looking ahead, "You are not allowed to go anywhere if you have a master."
Wei Zimo looked at her domineering expression, but his heart was filled with sweetness. He liked the feeling of being pampered and cared by her like this. He liked her domineering and liked her to do whatever he wanted with him. He likes her like this.
This night, in the emperor's bedroom, the five people seemed to have made an appointment. They did not return to their own bedroom, but stayed in the emperor's bedroom until dawn, but they still did not wait for Feng Aotian to return.
Lan Jingshu stopped breakfast and went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He still had to do official business.
Mu Hanjin looked outside the hall and looked at Leng Qianye sideways, "Pei Han will return to Beijing in two days."
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"Yeah." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin thoughtfully, "I will get married when I come back."
This sentence is undoubtedly a stone hit in the hearts of everyone, they naturally know that last night, but Feng Aotian and Wei Zimo's bridal chamber spent a candle night, and now, Mu Hanjin mentioned Leng Peihan, just caring, but, The meaning in Leng Qianye's words is a single stone that stirred up waves.
Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, looked at Leng Qianye, and couldn't help asking, "Then you are the eldest brother, but you are behind your younger sister."
Leng Qianye raised his eyes and glanced at Xing Wuyun, "Yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to get married in this life, but you can think about it."
Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "It should be considered. Although the emperor can no longer have the wedding ceremony, but it can also be simpler like the emperor and Wei Zimo last night, just like ordinary people. What's more, although the emperor and I do not have the name of a husband and wife, they are true of husband and wife, and they can be regarded as old couples and old wives."
"With the emperor's old wife and wife?" Leng Qianye couldn't help asking, looking at Xing Wuyun with his side eyes.
Xing Wuyun said this deliberately. Obviously, they still don't know Feng Aotian's true identity, which comforted him a little bit.
However, Mu Hanjin knew it. Hearing what Xing Wuyun said, he continued, "I can get married with the emperor."
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin. This time, the two brothers had chatted for a long time, and he also knew the identity of Mu Hanjin. Now, hearing what he said, it was not a feeling in his heart.
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes to look at them, "The emperor will not favor one another."
Xing Wuyun's mouth ticked, "That's natural."
Leng Qianye felt that it was not pleasing to look at Xing Wuyun more and more now, and then got up and stood in front of him, "Old rules."
Xing Wuyun was also panicked. In the past, Wei Zimo was chasing him to fight, but now he is addicted to the fight. He then got up, threw the hip flask in his hand at will, and walked out.
As soon as the two of them went out, they saw Feng Aotian and Wei Zimo walking forward holding hands and talking and laughing. The expressions looked really dazzling, and immediately extinguished their anger and turned into sour bubbles. .
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "What are you going to do?"
"Beat people." Xing Wuyun said bluntly.
"Who beats who is not necessarily." Leng Qianye was not to be outdone.
Feng Aotian was startled slightly, then stepped forward and stared at them, "Why don't you let the master beat him."
The two were silent, looking at Feng Aotian, then turned around in a tacit understanding and stepped into the emperor's bedroom.
Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, gave a low laugh, and walked inward with Wei Zimo's hand.
Mu Hanjin stood up and looked at her ruddy complexion and a good complexion. Then she looked at Wei Zimo, her eyebrows were of a different style. It must have been last night...
Mu Hanyao stood up and said solemnly, "The emperor."
Feng Aotian stepped forward and shook his hand, "It seems that the Lord is not here at the right time."
Mu Hanyao's eyes sank, "Is there anything else the emperor has?"
Feng Aotian squeezed his hand, "Go for a walk in your palace."
Mu Hanyao had chosen the bedroom the day before, and he was only ready today. He moved all the things from Mu's own courtyard into the bedroom, and it seemed that there was nothing special.
His bedroom is next to Leng Qianye. It seems that they had discussed it early in the morning. They were all good brothers who grew up together. Now, they have to live in one place. Even if they don’t live in one place, they must be good neighbor.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo, and then at Xing Wuyun, "Let's accompany Zimo to where there is no wind."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows and said, "The minister is drunk and can't move."
Feng Aotian gave a low laugh and looked at him, "Then the Lord will hold you personally?"
"That's better." Xing Wuyun responded with a smile.
Feng Aotian let go of Wei Zimo's hand, then drew his saber from Mu Hanyao's body, and stab Xing Wuyun straight, but Xing Wuyun was not panicked, just lying casually.
The cold blade touched his heart, she moved her wrist, and then put the sabre back into Mu Hanyao's hand, and Xing Wuyun's chest had been cut, revealing the white and tender skin of her chest, and the shape of the breach It is very innovative, and it turns out to be a peachy heart.
When the others saw this, they endured the urge to laugh, and turned around in a tacit understanding. Feng Aotian stepped forward and picked up Xing Wuyun, then looked at Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye, "Master, I will go to you later."
"Yeah." The two nodded, but they looked sideways and looked at Xing Wuyun's face with a small smile. Anyway, the thickness of his face has already been trained to compete with the city wall, and he doesn't care about such embarrassing things. A tricky trick succeeded.
Leng Qianye only realized after he left, "When did he learn to be so cunning?"
"He has always been like this." Wei Zimo said from the side, then turned and left.
Leng Qianye looked at Wei Zimo's leaving figure, the bright red figure that surprised the eyes of many people. He looked sideways at Mu Hanyao, "I will go back to the palace with you."
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao replied, raising his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "Are you going back to Qinghui Palace?"
"No, I'll wait for Jingshu to come back and review the memorial." Mu Hanjin said with a smile.
"Okay." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then walked with Leng Qianye and left the emperor's bedroom.
Mu Hanjin looked at the two of them leaving, thinking that if outsiders saw two mighty and frightening generals on the battlefield, it would be a spectacle to look jealous for one person.
Xing Wuyun is considered to be dependent on Feng Aotian, although, compared to her, he is a dignified man, stronger than Feng Aotian, and stronger than Feng Aotian, but now he is like a angry little wife, leaning on In Feng Aotian's arms, she let her walk forward holding him.
Feng Aotian walked for a while, then put him down, "Master is tired."
"The official holds the emperor." Xing Wuyun hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Feng Aotian, and then walked forward. Xu was a beautiful woman in his arms, walking very briskly.
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, raised his eyes to look at him, couldn't help but smile, "You really think they can't see your thoughts."
"So what?" Xing Wuyun said indifferently, "Anyway, now the emperor is in the arms of the minister."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "You can say yes, I won't accompany you to exercise today."
Xing Wuyun curled his mouth, "Who does the emperor want to accompany?"
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, thinking that he would have to run both ends later. However, looking at his sad expression, she knew that he was really bad for him these few days. She sighed, "That night?"
"Okay." Xing Wuyun quickly responded with a smile, hugging her very hard, as if to embed her in his own blood, he looked down at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, do you understand the thoughts of a minister? "
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, but now is not the time."
"The minister understands that your body has not been recuperated." Xing Wuyun nodded.
"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded and replied. In fact, she also wanted to breed a new life with them, so that they could have a continuity, but now, it is not the time.
Xing Wuyun whispered, "The minister can wait, even for a lifetime, he can wait."
"Fool." Feng Aotian put his hands around him and pressed his face to his chest, "In a few days, I will accompany him to Le Qiguo."
"Okay." Xing Wuyun had already expected Feng Aotian's thoughts and responded with a smile.
Feng Aotian raised his head and looked at him, "It seems that the master is good at training, now he is more bold."
The two walked to Xingyun Palace, Feng Ao Tian embraced him, then took his hand and looked at the bedroom in front of him, "Now the osmanthus has withered, what are you going to raise?"
"I don't want to raise anything." Xing Wuyun shook his head, and then said, "The minister will pluck the osmanthus, and then make osmanthus wine."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "It's easy to change the country and its nature is hard to change."
Xing Wuyun chuckled, "Does the emperor like the nature of a minister?"
"Naturally... I like it." Feng Aotian hooked his neck, and the two slowly rotated in the courtyard. She thought it would be great if she could live like this for a lifetime, but now it's just a moment of peace. , Leling has already begun to do it.
Xing Wuyun naturally got the news. Therefore, he would cherish the life with her like this. He knows her mind and understands that the current situation is not a time to enjoy peace. Now, Feng Qiguo is on the cusp of the storm. If you take a step back, then you will be faced with a crushing situation next.
Wei Zimo went to the courtyard on his own. Although for Feng Aotian, he was used to her approach, but for others, he still kept a distance.
"Are you here?" Wufeng asked calmly, turning his eyes to look at his eyes like Mu Chunfeng.
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