Chapter 333: Shy Lan Jingshu (wonderful) asks for monthly pass

When Mu Hanjin saw this, she just lowered her head to read the memorial, but Feng Aotian left the study with Lan Jingshu.
Father Cat watched Feng Aotian walked out, and whispered, "Master, this is blue sky and white sun, don't you?"
"Who said that it's not working during the day?" Feng Aotian gave a low laugh.
The corner of the cat's mouth curled, "Minion understands, Minion will make room for you."
"Master, go to Jinxuan Palace." Feng Aotian said as he walked out of the Emperor's bedroom with Lan Jingshu, and flew away.
Meteor watched Father Cat staring at the disappearing figure, puffing up his cheeks and losing his temper, smiling cheerfully on the side.
The cat turned his eyes to look at the meteor, "What's so funny?"
The meteor looked at Father Cat, "It's nothing."
Lan Jingshu leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and hugged her tightly. Will he really want it later? However, he is not mentally prepared yet? And, if it’s too early today, will it be too...
Feng Aotian looked down at Lan Jingshu, lost in thought, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"
Lan Jingshu blushed, and snowflakes dripped on his cheeks. It was cold, making him leaning tightly, "The minister is thinking about the emperor."
Feng Aotian smiled and hugged him into his arms, and after a while, he fell into Jinxuan Palace.
Lan Jingshu hooked her neck with both hands. Although he knew she was a woman, he felt extremely warm when he leaned against her in this way.
Feng Aotian put him on the bed, and then untied the cloak on her body. She was covered with a bit of chill. She then sat on the bed and looked down at him, "What a fool."
Lan Jingshu paused slightly and looked up at her, "The emperor..."
"En." Feng Aotian replied in a low voice.
"The emperor..." Lan Jingshu just lay on the bed, whispering to her.
Feng Aotian turned and leaned against his side, slid his fingertips across his handsome and gentle face, raised his chin, and slowly approached, "Are you ready?"
Lan Jingshu just looked at her blankly and whispered, "En."
Feng Aotian smiled and raised his hand to untie the robes on his body. With a hint of coolness on his fingertips, he slid into his clothes and walked gently.
Lan Jingshu felt a chill, he looked up at her, his hands at a loss.
Feng Aotian bullied himself and looked at him carefully with a smile on his mouth, "Are you really ready?"
Lan Jingshu's bewildered hands on both sides lifted up at this time, seeming to have gathered great courage to untie the jade belt around her waist.
With a move of Feng Aotian's finger, the curtains on the bed fell, and the temperature in the tent suddenly went up. Her robes were untied, revealing her condensed skin, and her beautiful collarbone outlined her charming figure. Feng Aotian raised her hand. Her hair crown was untied, the blue silk was scattered, Lan Jingshu looked at this picture, breathing a little harder.
Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "If you don't take the initiative, you can take the initiative."
Lan Jingshu listened to her voice as if it had flown from ancient times, with a bit of temptation and mistiness. He just looked at her pretty face like this, his throat tightened, and his hands covered her chest. Untied her corset...
Feng Aotian lowered his head and kissed his lips, and felt his affection. This was the first time that they met so frankly without any reservation. Lan Jingshu felt the soft body and couldn't help but for a while. Trembling, he finally understood that it turned out that loving someone is so wonderful.
Outside the window, snow fell, covered in silver, and inside the house, the red luan piles up, but it was a different scenery.
This night, the tent is warm, there are endless amorous feelings, and the deep affection...
At dawn the next day, Lan Jingshu woke up early in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that she was in his arms, the warm nephrite jade, and he couldn't help but think of last night's scenes, and his face was stained with glowing red.
He just looked at her in such a foolish manner, his eyes were full of happiness, and he realized that this is a complete possession, and his mood cannot be calmed at this moment, he looked down at her, There was a light kiss on the corner of her mouth. This was the first time he kissed her so actively, but he felt very happy.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu's cautious appearance, smiled and said, "When did you wake up?"
"Suitable." Lan Jingshu carefully covered her with brocade and embraced her into his arms. "The emperor is going to get up?"
"Let's rest." Feng Aotian took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Last night it was a little green, but practice makes perfect."
Lan Jingshu couldn't help being a little shy, looking down at Feng Aotian, "The emperor, the minister will work hard."
Feng Aotian laughed, then rolled over and pressed against his forehead, "Then try harder now?"
Lan Jingshu looked up at her, "The emperor..."
"Why, not willing?" Feng Aotian's phoenix lowered his eyes and said coldly.
"No." Lan Jingshu shook his head, the blue silk was scattered on both sides, and the bite marks on the shoulders and chest turned into blue-purple, which made people think.
The cat was standing outside the palace. Hearing the noise inside, the corner of his mouth hooked, "The master is really energetic."
Meteor looked at Father Cat with some sleepiness, and dragged him over early in the morning. Is it just to listen to the corner? He is still sleepy.
After a long time, Father Cat felt it was almost done, so he cleared his throat, "Is the master awake?"
Feng Aotian is now dripping with sweat, turned his eyes and glanced at the panting Lan Jingshu, and said with a smile, "It seems that my master is better than you."
Lan Jingshu immediately buried his head in the quilt. Feng Aotian knew that he was shy, and let out a low laugh, "Come in."
"Yes." Mr. Cat replied in a low voice, then bowed his head and entered the palace.
From a distance, there was a refreshing breath, the cat's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and then he walked to the bed.
Feng Aotian put on a coat and got off the bed. Father Cat saw the hickeys on her neck, and he whispered, "The master is really amazing."
Feng Aotian raised the cat's chin, leaned close to his charming lips, and took a bite gently, "Jealous?"
"The minion doesn't dare." Mr. Cat said in a low voice, and waited for her to take a bath.
When Feng Aotian entered the tub, she saw Father Cat staring at her full of hickeys in a daze. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "What's wrong?"
"Look, this battle is really fierce." Mr. Cat tutted twice, obviously jealous.
Feng Aotian smiled and raised his hand to pinch his nose, "Pinch it to the master."
"Yes." Mr. Cat responded in a low voice, then raised his hands and gently pinched her.
Feng Aotian closed his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking of the Lan Jingshu last night, he couldn't help but catch a thick smile.
Seeing Feng Aotian's unsatisfactory expression, Mr. Cat curled his mouth and lowered his head to Feng Aotian's ear, "Is the master still thinking about it?"
Father Cat’s voice was tingled with a few tingles, and Feng Aotian kissed his lips with his eyes, and took a bite, "It's really an endless aftertaste."
Father Cat snorted coldly, "The master is really eccentric."
Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Eccentric? My father's heart is eccentric."
Father Mao raised his slender eyebrows, and Feng Aotian walked out of the tub, put on his shirt and walked out.
Lan Jingshu was still lying on the bed, her face was covered by Jin, but she looked at her with a pair of eyes, and Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "I can't afford it?"
Lan Jingshu quickly retracted into the quilt, "The emperor, please."
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then turned his eyes to look at Father Cat, "Such a lovely person, who doesn't care about you?"
Father Cat snorted coldly, "Master, the servant also needs you to feel distressed."
Feng Aotian squeezed Father Cat’s cheek, "Master is a little hungry."
"Who let the master toss so late?" Mao Gonggong glanced at Feng Aotian bitterly, and then served her to wash and wear.
Lan Jingshu covered his face in the quilt. After waiting for Feng Aotian to leave, he breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. The affairs of last night are still vivid, and he is jumping wildly. My heart, looking sideways at the side of the bed, the familiar breath has not dissipated, and it has always lingered around him. He was lying on the bed alone, silly and unwilling to get up.
Feng Aotian entered the emperor's bedroom, and Meteor Shicai had already turned and returned to the emperor's bedroom when the cat entered, and now he continued to sleep on the soft couch.
She raised her eyes just to see Gu Yefeng sitting aside, and she stepped forward with a smile, "How's the situation?"
"I'm afraid that the Spring Festival will not last." Gu Yefeng stepped forward and bowed to Feng Aotian. Seeing her ruddy complexion and hickeys on her neck, his eyes flashed with sadness.
Feng Aotian took him into his arms, "Master, I will accompany you to see him today."
"En." Gu Yefeng felt the faint breath on her body. He had been by his father's side all these days. Thinking of the past, he couldn't help but feel how unfilial he has been over the years.
Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, "No matter what happens, Lord will be by your side."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, his clear eyes flashed with a faint soft light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pressed, just looking at her like this.
Feng Aotian knew that today's Gu Yefeng was no longer the one who lost his temper at every turn and was young and energetic, but he has his own stubbornness and persistence.
Father Cat came over and looked at Feng Aotian's endless stream of people. He couldn't help but sigh. When will it be his turn?
"This is?" Li Mei stepped into the emperor's bedroom and saw Gu Yefeng in Feng Aotian's arms. He looked handsome. Although he was not particularly handsome, his eyes were very clear and looked very comfortable.
The corner of her mouth twitched and she walked over with a smile, "You are really beautiful like a cloud by your side."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and glanced at Li Mei, still leaning against Feng Aotian's arms. Now, he doesn't like being disturbed by others.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, his mouth twitched, and said with a smile, "This is the Lord's person."
"I know." Li Mei waved her hand, "You have sold me now, it's useless for me to think about it."
Feng Aotian looked down at Gu Yefeng, "Well, she is a wild girl."
"Yeah, it's not comparable to your golden phoenix." Li Mei said quietly.
Gu Yefeng just nodded at Li Mei, but still leaned on Feng Aotian without saying a word.
Li Mei could see that this Gu Yefeng was an uncomfortable person, thinking that this character was really lonely.
She didn't say anything anymore, turned her eyes to look at Meteor, raised her hand and pinched Meteor's nose, "Boy, when is this all, are you still awake?"
Meteor turned around, then turned, turned his back to Li Mei, and ignored her.
Li Mei snorted coldly, "Hey, it's true that people under the eaves have to bow their heads. Look, how I was rejected by you."
Listening to Li Mei's words, Feng Aotian couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong with you?"
Li Mei raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, "What can I do is just waiting here for him to take me back, and then I can't come out again."
Feng Aotian squinted at her, "I know what you are thinking?"
Li Mei raised her eyes and looked at her, "Sure enough, it's all right."
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "Don't you have a way to deal with him, so why come to me?"
"That also needs your help." Li Mei said with a smile.
Feng Aotian clicked the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I promise you."
Li Mei chuckled and patted her shoulder, "Sure enough, I won't disturb your yaxing."
Li Mei smiled so ghostly, and then got up and left the emperor's bedroom.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "That woman looks very special."
"Well, it's very special." Feng Aotian looked down at him, "Isn't the Lord special?"
Gu Yefeng's eyes moved, and he said with a smile, "Is the emperor jealous?"
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Naturally, you can only have a master in your heart."
Gu Yefeng looked at her with a smile, "The emperor has always been in his heart."
Feng Aotian lowered his head and pecked at his lips. Xing Wuyun was stepping into the hall at this moment, with his hands around his chest, leaning against him, "It seems that I am not here at the right time."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Every time you come, it is not the right time."
Xing Wuyun smiled unruly, "Isn't it the time when the emperor shared the bed with me?"
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Who will you not come at that time?"
During Xing's conversation, he was already sitting beside her, "Did you have fun yesterday?"
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Naturally."
"Then when will you let the ministers also have fun?" Xing Wuyun stepped forward to Feng Aotian, smiling very evilly.
Feng Aotian glanced sideways at Gu Yefeng, "What do you think?"
Gu Yefeng paused slightly and said in a low voice, "Where is the minister?"
Feng Aotian smiled and turned his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "It seems that I will turn over the brand in the future."
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "When will the emperor turn over the minister's sign?"
Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, "Master, think about it."
Xing Wuyun leaned closer, "How about now?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and stared at him for a long while, "No."
auzw.com "Why?" Xing Wuyun's peach eyes sparkled with charming light, and his smile was very charming.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped on his forehead, "There is still one in my grandfather's arms."
"What's the matter, let's go together." Xing Wuyun said indifferently, but there was a different kind of light in those eyes.
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Two are too few, call them all."
Xing Wuyun immediately sat back where he was, "I don't have a small appetite, and I am not afraid to hold it."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and rubbed Gu Yefeng's somewhat sharpened chin with his fingertips, "Master has always had a big appetite, let alone hold it."
"Then I want to see if the emperor's appetite is big or the minister's appetite is big." Xing Wuyun supported his chin with one hand, and the other was slowly moved to her cheek.
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "You, you are getting more and more slutty."
"That's also good for your training." Xing Wuyun said profoundly.
Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "Then you should be trained and trained."
"When did the emperor train and train ministers?" While speaking, he saw Leng Qianye come in, not in the barracks, he was dressed in lavender brocade.
Feng Aotian Jun's eyebrows were raised slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at that handsome face, unlike the indifference of the past, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, extending to the bottom of his heart, he just looked at her like this.
Feng Aotian thinks that he has caught up with their criticism meeting today? These one or two, isn't it just that I was tumbling with Lan Jingshu passionately yesterday. Is that necessary?
"Is this waiting for the master to be trained?" Feng Aotian said with a smile, Leng Qianye was already sitting beside her, separating Xing Wuyun.
Xing Wuyun glanced at Leng Qianye, "Have you all been together today?"
"Lively." Leng Qianye just looked at her sideways, no one else.
Feng Aotian was obviously startled, thinking that he is a bit special today. She leaned close to him and looked directly at his cold jade eyes, "What's wrong?"
Leng Qianye looked at her carefully and suddenly leaned on her shoulder, "Nothing."
Feng Aotian's heart moved, could something happen to him? Can't help turning her eyes to look at him a few more times, thinking about these days, did she neglect him?
The hall suddenly became quiet, and somehow, everyone was silent, seeming to be immersed in this faint, inexplicable atmosphere.
After a while, Mu Hanjin walked in and watched Feng Aotian holding Gu Yefeng in one hand, Leng Qianye was leaning on her shoulder, while Xing Wuyun was lying on the cases without an image, Meteor continued to fall asleep , Mr. Cat was busy on the sidelines, he couldn't help feeling strange, "The emperor."
"En?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "What's the matter?"
Seeing Feng Aotian's recovery, Mu Hanjin only smiled warmly, "Shicai saw Jing Shu leaving the palace to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but it's late today."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, Su Ri must be the first to arrive."
"Indeed, I've never been late." Mu Hanjin smiled and said, seeing nowhere, she sat aside.
Feng Aotian watched Leng Qianye just leaned back quietly without saying a word. She was silent for a moment, then got up and said to Gu Yefeng, "Master, go out and come back with you to take care of the elderly."
"En." Gu Yefeng just responded with a smile.
Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye's hand and left the Imperial Palace.
Xing Wuyun looked at the two of them leaving, and tweeted, "When will he be scheming?"
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Who made you behave too obviously."
Xing Wuyun's mouth ticked, "I have always been like this."
Gu Yefeng looked at Mu Hanjin, "What is going on inside these days?"
"It's just some trivial things. I will be out of the palace tomorrow, and it may take half a month to come back." Mu Hanjin said gently.
"Go to work?" Gu Yefeng knew that Mu Hanjin was out, and it was not a trivial matter to want to come.
"Go with Big Brother." Mu Hanjin replied with a smile.
"It must be something interesting." Xing Wuyun seemed to have guessed something and looked at him with a smile.
Mu Hanjin picked up the tea cup next to him and took a sip, "Well, if you can find out something, it will be a big deal."
Xing Wuyun answered clearly, "Then I wish you can find something."
"I borrow your good words." Mu Hanjin still responded lightly.
Wufeng walked in and watched them chatting, but Feng Aotian was not seen, "Where is she?"
"Bring Leng Qianye out." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "Where are you fighting?"
"Go to Wei Zimo's place." Wufeng put down the cloak on his body, and then sat opposite him, raising his eyes to see the cat father-in-law ignoring.
"What is he doing in the past few days? He doesn't go out of the palace, he's not jealous, he's playing tricks." Xing Wuyun asked with a smile.
Windless glanced at him sideways, "It's normal, it seems that I am in a good mood."
"Could it be that something good happened?" Mu Hanjin interrupted.
"I don't know." Wufeng looked at the two of them, "I heard that the plum blossoms in Meixiang Palace are in full bloom, or else, go and see?"
"You are now arty." Xing Wuyun opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it.
Wufeng looked at him like this, "It's snowing, what are you doing with that fan?"
Xing Wuyun just smiled openly, "This fan is not an object, but an ornament, an embellishment."
"Go or not?" Wufeng asked again.
"Go." Xing Wuyun responded readily, raising his eyes to look at Gu Yefeng, "Go?"
Gu Yefeng responded with a smile, "Go."
Xing Wuyun then looked at Mu Hanjin again, "What about you?"
"Naturally I want to see it." Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, then got up, and the three of them stepped out of the Emperor's Bedroom.
Father Cat raised his eyes and watched them leave, his mouth curled, "Finally they are all sent away."
Meteor sat up from the soft couch in a daze, stretched his arms and looked at Mrs. Cat, "What's wrong with you?"
Father Cat glanced at him, "What's up with you."
Meteor snorted coldly, "I'm going to see the dog."
Father Cat twisted and entered the inner hall, ignoring the meteor.
Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye's hand, and the two walked on the snow. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you want to go out too?"
"No." Leng Qianye shook his head and turned his eyes to look at her, "It's just that I feel a little unhappy."
Feng Aotian squeezed his hand and said with a smile, "Why is in a bad mood?"
"I just think the palace is too big, space." Leng Qianye looked at the whiteness in front of him, but couldn't find his own place.
Feng Aotian listened to his words, she had never felt such a cold Qianye before, he was indifferent in the past, did not have too many words, always put everything on her own heart, he How much I understand her.
She approached his arms, "What about now?"
"It's better." Leng Qianye took her into his arms, and the two stood in the snow. His heart had never been more secure than it is now.
This may be a kind of waiting heart, waiting for too long, looking at the people who always appear next to her, she treats everyone very well and wants to give them equal love and feelings, but she doesn’t know. When she was in another person's arms, their hearts were shaking.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at him. At this moment, she felt Leng Qianye's loneliness from his bones. He gave her his heart, but in exchange for more and more loneliness.
She left his embrace, holding his hand and continuing to walk forward, saying nothing to each other, just walking like this...
Leng Qianye held her hand very tightly. It seems that only this way can he fill up the hesitation and emptiness in his heart. In the past, he could use the battlefield to numb his heart so that he had no time to think about her. However, now that he has been in the palace for so long, more and more thoughts are in his heart, but he can only wait like this every day, he suddenly feels inexplicable despair and loss.
This kind of mood, the longer he accompanies him, the more suffering he suffers, but he can't say it, can't tell how deep he misses her, can't tell how long he can wait.
Feng Aotian felt his breath, and at this moment, she realized that it turned out that there was still too much anxiety and fear deep in his heart.
The two returned to his palace, she raised her eyes to look at the palace in front of her, yes, the warmth she gave him, the love she gave him too little, she suddenly felt that she had ignored him.
For the past three years, she has been busy everywhere, always gathering and leaving with them every time, but now, she let them all come back and return to her side, just to let them stay by her side well, but, She ignored their feelings.
Is she really qualified to own them?
At this moment, her heart is in chaos, Xuanyuanyu's death, Long Yin's departure, her heart can never get rid of that kind of pain, she wants to paralyze herself with some things, wants to get rid of the shackles of Gong Yixun completely. I want to better let them accompany her to grow old without any worries, but why, until now, she feels that she has worked so hard, but she has not given them a real sense of security?
Leng Qianye took the lead into the palace, Feng Aotian looked at his handsome figure, but she was so lonely, her heart was aching vaguely, she stepped forward, hugged him behind her, and hugged him tightly. So, this is the only way to warm his heart, and only in this way can he feel that she is by his side.
Leng Qianye stood there in a daze for a moment, then suddenly turned around and took her into her arms. There was a faint breath between them, which made them hard to separate. She whispered, "It's not good for you."
Leng Qianye hugged her on the soft couch at this moment, and tore away her robes. The half-exposed fragrant shoulders made his heart ache, and he suddenly lowered his head on her shoulders. Bite down hard.
Feng Aotian felt the strength and wanted to bite deeper, but couldn't bear to hurt her. She just lay on the soft couch like this, letting a faint smell of blood permeate the air.
Leng Qianye let go, pressing his whole body on her body, closing his eyes and saying nothing. He didn't know what was wrong with him? I just wanted to leave her own mark on her like this, but there was a deep intolerance in her heart.
Feng Aotian raised his hands and circled his waist. He raised his eyes and looked at her, with a faint smile on his mouth.
Feng Aotian raised his head and kissed his lips, but he suddenly got up and sat with his back facing her. After a slight pause, she then got up and leaned on his back, "What's wrong?"
Leng Qianye raised her eyes and looked at the top of the sky, then turned around and closed the robes on her body, then got down on the soft couch, took the golden sore medicine and walked over. After applying the medicine to the wound, he slowly covered her body. The robes were put on again, and then he hugged her into his arms, "This is not what the minister wants."
Feng Aotian paused slightly and looked up at him, "Master knows."
Leng Qianye looked down at her, his mouth twitched, "Does the emperor know what the minister wants?"
Feng Aotian raised his palm to cover his chest, "Here."
Leng Qianye's eyebrows were dyed with a touch of radiance, but he looked at her like this, hugged her tightly, "The minister wants to go back to the border."
"Wait." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him.
Leng Qianye looked down at her, "Okay."
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, feeling the faint breath of him, but this made her feel distressed.
Maybe, she still doesn't understand him enough.
After Lan Jingshu returned to the Imperial Court, Mu Hanjin had returned from Meixiang Palace. Xing Wuyun and Wufeng accompanied Yi Mu. The three of them admired the plum while drinking wine.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, his face still stained with red, and said warmly, "You will leave tomorrow, and I can do today's memorial."
"It's okay." Mu Hanjin responded with a smile, "All arrangements have been made, eldest brother will go to the house to say goodbye to his mother. I will accompany you for a while now."
Lan Jingshu smiled and asked, "Where is the emperor?"
"Go to Brother Leng's place." Mu Hanjin said softly.
"Oh." Mu Hanjin lowered his head, perhaps the first time it was the most unforgettable, so his heart still couldn't calm down now.
Mu Hanjin didn't say it was broken, and the two of them walked to the study and began to quietly review the memorial.
Feng Aotian stayed at Leng Qianye for lunch, and the two of them just sat quietly, chatting occasionally, but it was also fun.
At night, Feng Aotian came out from Leng Qianye and walked to the emperor's bedroom, where he saw Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu just walking out of the study.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, his face turned red, and then he bowed and said, "The emperor."
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu still so shy, but smiled faintly, "Come here."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied warmly, and then walked in front of her.
Feng Aotian embraced him in his arms and raised his chin. Now he is like a beautiful jade stained with a blush, becoming more and more attractive. She bit his lip and said with a smile, "If every What should I do if I am so shy all the time?"
Lan Jingshu blushed and leaned in her arms, whispering, "Chen...Chen won't."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I will leave tomorrow?"
"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded in response.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "I'm with you today."
"I'm afraid it won't work." Mu Hanjin said with a smile, "The minister has to prepare."
"Cunning." Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and she saw Mu Hanyao walking in from her side. She wanted to get together with their two brothers. Knowing Mu Hanjin's mind, she also acquiesced.
"The minister retires." Lan Jingshu also understood that, retiring from Feng Aotian's arms, and bowing slightly, so that Mu Hanjin could step out of the imperial palace.
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