Chapter 71: Lord, you are too fierce

Leng Qianye's face was startled, and Han Yu's dark eyes flashed with a touch of astonishment. This was also something he had puzzled over the past two years. If so, why did she want him to be imprisoned instead of Like treating Mu Hanjin?
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked towards the boundless sky. She could clearly feel the love deep in the bones of the body's predecessor. She faintly opened her lips and said, "Amorous feelings have been left without hatred since ancient times. Good dreams are the easiest to wake up. The flowers are hard to get rid of, the poor catkins are too floating."
Leng Qianye looked at her even more puzzled, remembering that he was forced to be called into Beijing, she detained herself and forced him to take the poison that abolished martial arts, and her eyes were full of him. The deep hatred, mixed with the intense pain, he was puzzled. He and her had never overlapped too much. Why did it happen to him?
Feng Aotian looked back and looked at him, "Put away some of your calculations. Before this king returns, you will stay in the palace. At that time, this king will tell you the reason. If you don't want the Leng Family's century-old hero to be in peace, You better stay safe."
After Leng Qianye's figure, she was able to see through his mind. He thought that he hadn't shown any horse feet, why?
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Don't forget, you promised this king, and you are willing to serve this king."
She turned her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, who was peerless and independent in the distance, with her mouth raised slightly and her toes lightly, and she left Qinghui Pavilion.
People are gone, and the sound of the flute fades away. Mu Hanjin puts away the flute, shakes her figure, and sits aside, raising her eyes, the sky is quiet, like a jade elegant face, covered with an invisible cloud. The breeze was blowing his scattered blue silks, and it was a thousand sadnesses, no way to tell.
Leng Qianye stood still in place, her words echoing in her ears, could it be that he would be trapped in this chaos after all, unable to escape?
When a bright red figure fell, he saw Mu Hanjin's face indifferent and lonely. Turning his eyes to Leng Qianye, he was handsome and sad with a sad face.
He stepped up and walked to Mu Hanjin, "You are lucky, at least, she wants to try to get you into her heart, and I... want to try to get into her heart, but she closes tightly. Xinmen, do you know that you have lost the opportunity to enter her heart?"
Ye Meixi raised his lips and smiled, turning around lightly, his red shirt flying in the wind, so beautiful, he stepped up and flew away.
Mu Hanjin covered her heart, her eyes closed tightly, a touch of bitterness overflowed from the corner of her mouth, she opened her arms and fell backwards, falling to the ground with the wind.
The night was full, and Feng Aotian changed into a silver-gray brocade robe. She grew up with wolves since she was a child. Therefore, she likes silver most. Ye Meixi leaned in her arms. They rode together, and the moonlight was calm. , Because "Aoxue" travels thousands of miles a day, if it is an ordinary journey, it must take ten days to reach Lianghuai, but "Aoxue" can always be there.
Feng Aotian did not leave the next day, but left overnight. The reason is naturally that there are no impervious walls in the world. Some people know her whereabouts and will definitely send someone to set up an ambush, or let the wind make her The enemy knew it, and used the knife to kill.
Now, more than half a month has passed. According to her calculations, if Lan Jingshu does not rush to Lianghuai as soon as possible, Lan Jingshu is afraid that it will not be able to handle the matter. Although she knows Lan Jingshu's ability, but Lianghuai is secretly involved It is not something he can provoke, so as not to lose his life in Jiuquan. In this way, the gain is not worth the loss, and it will be stunned.
"Aoxue" was extremely fast. The two of them rode on the horse, listening to the sound of the wind on both sides. The night was as cool as water. It was not until dawn the next day that Feng Aotian let "Aoxue" rest. The two got off their horses and walked to the stream. Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi and smiled, "Are you tired?"
Ye Meixi stepped forward and handed her the water, "Not tired."
"That's fine. If nothing happens, I can reach Lianghuai tonight." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "I still feel comfortable going out for a walk."
Ye Meixi raised her eyes, looked at the scenery in the distance, and smiled slightly, "Yeah, I haven't been out for a long time."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, like a person drinking water and knowing that no one can replace his suffering, and no one can understand his suffering. He stretched out his hand and held his hand, and the two walked to a big tree. Down, then leaned against the tree, sat down, looked at the scenery in front of him, and said nothing.
Ye Meixi sighed, how long has it been since I haven't enjoyed the scenery well. Once, he was trapped in the palace and couldn't come out. Later, when he was trapped in the palace of the regent, he couldn't come out. Now, he raised his head and sucked deeply. With a breath, and then slowly spit it out, I feel that such freedom is really good. Looking sideways, watching her close her eyes and nap, there seems to be a warm light in his heart, reaching the bottom of her heart, she is unknowingly after all Walked into his own heart, making him unable to take care of it.
He tilted his head slightly and leaned on her shoulder. If he could live like this, it would be great.
The breeze was gentle, and the sound of gurgling streams came from her ears, and the corners of Feng Aotian's mouth unconsciously evoked a slight smile.
Inside the imperial palace, Feng Yinqi sat on top of the court, looking sideways, but he couldn't see the familiar figure. His eyes were dim and he looked ahead.
Above the court, the prime ministers left and right were still thinking behind closed doors, and the regent did not go to court, and the ministers immediately breathed a sigh of relief. However, looking at the first standing Mu Hanjin, there was a little more pressure.
On this day, everything was business as usual. After the early dynasty, Feng Yinqi went back to the emperor's bedroom, while Mu Hanjin stood in the empty hall, stared for a long time, turned around, and left the palace.
Lan Jingshu was sitting beside the bookcase, reading the accounts and letters in front of him. His handsome face was full of sadness. It has been five days since he came to Lianghuai. Although, he had been chased and killed several times. But there is no danger, but now, there is no clue, not even a trace of progress.
"Master, it's already time. You haven't eaten today. How can you survive this way?" The little on the side reminded worriedly.
Lan Jingshu stopped, raised his eyes and looked through the window, "Unconsciously, it's already too late."
He then got up, "Jingxi, let's put a meal."
"Yes." Jingxi listened and walked out of the room happily.
Lan Jingshu stepped forward slowly, went to the window, opened the window, looked at the night, lost in thought.
Jingxi walked into the room with the food, and saw two figures falling. He raised his eyes and just bumped into him. He knelt on the ground in fright, "The slave sees the lord."
Lan Jingshu returned to his senses, turned his eyes, and smiled at Shangfeng Aotian Xiemei's face. First, he was startled and quickly awakened. Then he stepped forward and said, "Weichen sees the lord."
Feng Aotian waved his hand and helped him up, "It just so happens that the master is hungry, so I will prepare two sets of dishes."
"Yes." Jingxi quickly set up a meal, then turned around and quit.
Lan Jingshu didn't expect her to come. Turning his eyes, he saw Ye Meixi standing next to Feng Aotian. He gave another salute, "Lord, the minister, I haven't found any clues yet."
Feng Aotian turned around, sat down at the table, and looked at the food in front of him. He was hungry and ignored the rules. He stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece of beef into his mouth, chewed, turned his eyes, and looked at Lan Jingshu. Standing respectfully, "What are you still doing? Don't sit down yet."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu replied, walking forward carefully and slowly, and then sat aside.
Jingxi arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and then backed out.
Ye Meixi put the soup in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, you scared Concubine Lan."
Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows and looked down at Lan Jingshu. She seemed a little nervous. She smiled and said, "Is the master so scary?"
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and quickly lowered his head, "Weichen..."
"Okay, I understand everything. Okay, let's eat first." He said, he picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl. "Master is hungry now. If you don't eat, you will eat everything."
Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian and felt that something was wrong. He had never seen a time when the regent was so considerate. In the past, who didn't humbly bow to her, how dare to make trouble in front of her, and he, in her eyes Here, he is nothing more than a good-looking man, and nothing more.
He stared at the food that Feng Aotian was picking up in the bowl. He didn't move his chopsticks for a long time. Feng Aotian looked at him, "You have stayed with Mu Hanjin for a long time. it is good."
Lan Jingshu quickly grabbed his chopsticks and began to eat quietly. Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi. He was looking at Lan Jingshu.
The three of them were speechless, until after dinner, Feng Aotian rinsed his mouth, and after washing his hands, he got up, walked to the bookcase, picked up the account and handbook that Lan Jing was reading, and looked at them one by one.
Lan Jingshu stood quietly aside, silent, as before, guarding Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian didn't care, but Ye Meixi sat aside, staring at Lan Jingshu. No matter how you look at it, he didn't think he had any special features. In addition to his good looks, he was far behind Mu Hanjin. Yes, but it looks very comfortable.
After Feng Aotian flipped through them, these were all corrected by them, and there was no value to follow. She raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jing's book, "Where have you been in the past few days, what can you find? ?"
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and hurriedly replied, "The lord, the Weichen went to the first day of the Lianghuai to transfer the Salt Commissioner's office, understand the situation, and checked all the files one by one. Once again, I didn’t find anything suspicious. On the second day, I went to the river to check and found nothing. On the third day, the Weichen rushed to the place where the incident occurred and checked along the road for a day, but found nothing. Until today, There was no clue."
"It's okay, you're still as usual. Starting tomorrow, you will go to transfer salt to the secretary's office to handle affairs, and gather officials from all over the Huaihe River to the government office to ask questions one by one, including what year he was in the imperial examination and what year was he? Official, when he took office, everything is fine. If the answer does not match the file, you will be dismissed according to the law and sent to the prison." Feng Aotian then threw the account book aside and said to Lan Jing.
"Yes." Lan Jingshu quickly responded, "However, the ministers came with only some guards, they may not be obedient."
"According to this king's order, let Mu Hanyao lead soldiers into the city." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Yes." A cold voice replied.
Lan Jingshu raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that she had already prepared everything.
Ye Meixi looked sideways, thinking about another one. The cold-faced general Mu Hanyao, who is rumored to be brave and good at fighting, only heard his name and didn’t see him. He thought of Mu Hanjin’s ability. Far away will not be too bad.
"The official salt was robbed, what they reported was the robbers, then, where are the robbers now?" Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "What's the impact of private salt transportation?"
"In recent years, various places have been hit by disasters, and people's hearts have been turbulent. Private salt water transportation has taken the opportunity to win people's hearts. Today, more than half of the people in the two Huai Rivers are transporting horse heads by water. As for the theft of official salt, the people don't seem to care." Lan Jingshu thought. In the past few days, he went to the river to check, and there were only houses around him and no one was inhabited, which made him wonder.
Feng Aotian pondered for a moment, and whispered to Ye Meixi in his ears, "You go, just play."
"Okay." Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered, "What's the reward for coming back?"
"What kind of reward do you want?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, pressed his lips, and pecked.
Ye Meixi's lips curled up with a charming smile, with a deep smile, "If it's done, the Lord should have one thing for Meixi."
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied without thinking.
Ye Meixi smiled, her beautiful eyes flashed slyly, then turned around and flew away.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at her puzzled. During his absence, apart from learning that the regent had promulgated ordinances that would benefit the people, he had created the "Public Opinion Silver Number", and that he had consolidated the economy of Beijing. What else happened in the palace? Why did he feel that the current regent did not make him fear as much as he did before?
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, then he wrapped his arms into his arms and raised his jaw, "Are there any injuries on the road?"
"It's just a small injury, it's not in the way." Lan Jingshu stared at the handsome face in front of him, and suddenly felt that it was so bright and moving, unlike what he had seen before, it was disgusting.
She seemed to be stained with a layer of gentleness that could not be waved away, covering his body, unable to dissolve, he was a little wondering, is this still the brutal and unkind regent before?
Seeing that he was also in a daze, Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked his waist. Some people were born to wear light blue long gowns. He had the elegance of a scroll and his temperament was as gentle as jade. She suddenly remembered When the real Feng Aotian saw him for the first time, he felt that his gentle and moist temperament was very similar to that of the first emperor. Therefore, even though he was the new champion, he forcibly led him into the regent palace.
There was a cold sweat on Lan Jingshu's forehead, but he did not dare to struggle. Feng Aotian hugged him and flew to the inner hall, put him on the bed, and stretched out his hand to lift up his robe, and he saw his waist. The gauze at the place was stained red with blood, she untied the gauze and looked at him, her eyes sinking slightly, "Is this the small wound you said?"
Lan Jingshu endured the pain and nodded, "I've been given the medicine and bandaged. It's not a problem."
Feng Aotian looked at the stubbornness in his eyes, this temperament, "This knife is very deep, fortunately the bandage is timely, otherwise, you will lie down and see your master now."
"Weichen knows wrong." Lan Jingshu gritted his teeth and replied.
Feng Aotian stopped talking. Fortunately, when she came, she prepared a lot of medicines and put them on her body for emergencies. Now, it came in handy. She took out a bottle of good gold creation medicine from her bosom. He saw the gauze on the low couch beside him, and when he sucked in his palm, the gauze fell into his hand and wrapped him up with good medicine.
"If you are injured, you still hold on. If you delay for a few days, you really don't have to go back to see your master." Feng Aotian said solemnly, and then took off his blood-stained clothes, put them aside, and covered him. Jin Bei said, "Okay, rest, otherwise, it will be difficult to get out of bed tomorrow."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu lay on the bed, looked sideways, looked at her, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Feng Aotian got up, walked out of the inner hall, and heard the report from the outside, "Chen Mu Hanyao saw him."
She immediately sat with the main seat and said coldly, "Come in."
The door opened, Mu Hanyao was wearing silver armor, his extraordinary handsome face was cold, and he walked step by step with extraordinary determination.
When he was ten steps away from her, he knelt on one knee and said, "The minister sees the prince."
"Well, get up." Feng Aotian also said coldly.
"Thank you prince." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice, then stood up.
He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian. He was dressed in a silver-gray gown, which complemented the silver armor he was wearing. Calculating, he had not seen her for more than two months. For some reason, he met again, but gave birth to A little strange.
Feng Aotian got up, walked in front of him, stood with his hand held down, turned his head to the side, and stared at him, "It's darker and stronger, where's the jade pendant?"
When Mu Hanyao listened, he took out Yu Pei from his arms and presented her with both hands. She took Yu Pei and looked at it for a while, and then retracted it from her arms.
Mu Hanyao was a little startled and looked at her.
"I will leave it at this king's place these few days, and I will pay you back when I leave." Feng Aotian said to himself, "What's wrong with the border?"
"Everything is normal at the moment." Mu Hanyao replied with his head down, his voice still cold, without a trace of temperature.
"Well, you don't need to worry about food and grass." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, and suddenly remembered Mu Hanjin. The two brothers actually have the same thing, that is, they like to keep things in their hearts and don't want to reveal them.
Feng Aotian stretched out and shook his hand. It was thick, with thick calluses on her fingers, and it was warm. She held it tightly and walked out of the room.
Outside the account, Mu Hanyao brought all the best in the Mu family's army. Seeing the regent, it was a little frightened. After all, border affairs, even if they are now surrendered to her, are still a lingering nightmare.
Feng Aotian naturally knows his current fame, but which emperor did not step on his tired bones to achieve this supreme cause? Her hands are already covered with countless blood, so why not care about it.
"See the prince." The generals knelt on the ground, shouting loudly.
Feng Aotian said coldly, "Get up."
"Yes." The soldier responded, and then all got up, well-trained.
Feng Aotian liked this feeling very much. She looked sideways and watched Mu Hanyao's majesty and murderous air. She took his hand and went to another room on her own.
Jingxi has sent someone to clean up.
Feng Aotian held Mu Hanyao's hand tightly, walked directly to the bed, turned around and looked at him, "Undress."
Mu Hanyao originally thought that she should have changed a little, but she still couldn't change her nature, and then replied in a deep voice, "Yes."
Putting his saber aside, taking off his armor, only a jacket, because he received a letter from her, he rushed to him non-stop. He hasn't showered for more than ten days, and he smelled of sweat. Said, "Chen takes a shower first."
Feng Aotian stepped forward, "How about this king bathing you himself?"
Mu Hanyao's dark eyes lit up, and then took a step back, "Don't bother the lord."
"It's not troublesome." Feng Aotian waved his hand, evoking a wicked smile, "This king has always had a good memory, and this king has to touch it to make it clear."
Mu Hanyao thought that it was just teasing, but she never thought that she would remember that her cold face became even more cold, and her tone became colder, "Wang Ye really want to touch it?"
"You have no jokes." Feng Aotian continued, and said in a loud voice, "I was given a bath for this king."
"Yes." Jingxi answered, waiting outside the door, and then prepared.
Mu Hanyao has always been unsmiling, and even worse. He thought that Feng Aotian was just a joke. He never took it seriously. Now, when she said this, she suddenly felt a little annoyed. How did she get back from the ghost?
Seeing a strange light flashing in his eyes, Feng Aotian smiled deeper, stretched out his hand and untied his shirt, the word "天" engraved on his shoulder was clearly visible, and his cold fingers touched the moment. The words are portrayed slowly.
Mu Hanyao stood motionless, his firm and firm skin exuded a charming luster, and his cold and handsome face was filled with black mist.
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Well, this king's craftsmanship is good."
Mu Hanyao suddenly fell cold, staring at her coldly.
Jingxi prepared the bath soup, so she ordered someone to carry it in, and then retreated. Feng Aotian held Mu Hanyao's hand. After stepping into the screen, he rolled up his sleeves and looked at him, "Take it off." ."
Mu Hanyao was not a twitchy person. Although he knew Feng Aotian's preferences were unique, he didn't struggle anymore. He directly retired his trousers and slacks, and went into the bathtub naked.
Feng Aotian took off the hair band on his head, and the ink was scattered. Feng Aotian looked at the saponaria beside him, then carefully soaked the ink hair, then put on the saponaria and rubbed it gently. .
Mu Hanyao felt Feng Aotian’s hand pressed against his head with just the right amount of strength. It seemed to have some kind of magical power, which caused his highly tense nerves to immediately relax. He has not rested well these days. At the border gate, he has developed a rough temper, and Su Ri bathing is nothing more than a simple cleaning. He has never enjoyed such a treatment before. He closed his eyes comfortably, and the sleepiness came, and he fell asleep like this.
Feng Aotian washed his hair, turned her head, and heard the sound of his even breathing. The corner of her mouth twitched, thinking about his days of running around, and then she cleaned his body. Please press his fingers tightly. Mu Hanyao's arms slowly lowered until his fingers crossed his waist and abdomen, Mu Hanyao's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing a cold light, stretched out his hand, grabbed Feng Aotian's hand, and stared at her coldly.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Huh?"
Only then did Mu Hanyao restrain the coldness in his eyes, and then let go, because this is a habit he has cultivated for many years, and he always guards against danger, so talented, Feng Aotian almost touched it. In dangerous places, he will wake up from his sleep.
Feng Aotian also suppressed the coldness in his eyes, then stood up and stretched his arms, "Oh, it's better to go out and kill people for a bath." As he said, he turned around and walked out of the screen, "I can't come out yet. "
Mu Hanyao sat in the tub, stunned for a moment, looking at her leaving behind, thinking of Shicai... the dignified lord, the noble body, actually bathed him, a strand of blue silk slipped to his chest, he bowed his head, Smelling a scent, then I got up, feeling very comfortable on my body, walked out of the tub, put on a clean coat, and walked out.
Feng Aotian lay on his side and on the soft couch, watching him walk slowly, with a smile on his mouth, "If you are tired, go to rest."
"The minister is not tired." Mu Hanyao then walked to her side and sat down upright.
Feng Aotian propped his head and looked at him, his resolute face, even if he is now wearing a shirt and removing the general's armor, it still reveals the rigidity of a soldier.
He closed his eyes while watching, and fell asleep unconsciously.
Mu Hanyao sat on the side, motionless. I don’t know how long the ink hair behind him has dried. He looked sideways and saw a cloud brocade hair band on the table. Then he picked it up and tied the ink hair. , I saw her sleeping face with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
He was slightly startled, and looked quietly, not thick eyebrows, but willow eyebrows like a woman, curled eyelashes, skin thin as cicada wings, handsome face, she will radiate silky ink like silk. Down, Phi San and chest, a breeze blows in along the screen window, the green silk is blowing, quiet like a virgin, like a woman's tranquility.
A gloomy light flashed in his eyes, and his stern face became cold for a while, got up, stepped forward, bent over, and hugged her into his arms. This was the first time he was holding a person, and he was still in such a posture, Feng Aotian A little sleepy, then he poured into his broad arms, drew a few comfortably across the splendid fabric, stretched out his hand, put on his tight waist, like a drifting boat finding the other shore.
At this moment, Mu Hanyao felt that what was in his arms was not the lofty, cruel and vicious regent, nor the man who liked male sex, but a woman who anyone looked at and wanted to take good care of.
He lowered his head and stared at Feng Aotian's smiling face. At this moment, he suddenly felt how good she would be if she were a woman.
This thought awakened him from the half-dream and half-awake confusion. Looking again, Feng Aotian had opened his eyes and his eyes were facing each other. He put her on the bed and then knelt on the ground, "The minister is damned."
Feng Aotian leaned over and looked at him, "What are you thinking about?"
Mu Hanyao quickly converged his emotions without showing a trace, and said solemnly, "The minister sees that the prince is a little tired."
Feng Aotian raised his voice, "Oh, that's how it is."
She thought that fortunately, she did not reveal her identity, and in the future, she should be more careful, but she still prepared for it, "Come here."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, then took off his shoes, and went on the bed, lying beside her. He always went to bed alone, and it was also when she slept with her on the couch during the border gates. , Became a person again, and now, lying on his side again, it felt unnatural.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at him, and held his hand tightly, very warm. She smiled at the corner of her mouth and closed her eyes, "Go to sleep, there are still important things to do tomorrow."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao's figure was stiff, he could feel a faint coolness in his palms, and this coolness slowly flowed into his heart from his hands. He closed his eyes, but couldn't sleep at all. .
When time was still, Mu Hanyao also fell asleep without knowing it. Two hours later, a dark shadow suddenly fell, and Mu Hanyao quickly got up, and saw a light staring at him.
His eyes were facing each other, and he was taken aback for a moment. The man in front of him was dressed in a bright red gown. He was enchanting and handsome. Feng Aotian opened his eyes slightly, "What happened?"
"Master, now that you have a new person, you abandon the old person." Ye Meixi lay on the soft couch, and looked at the two people on the bed with their hands clasped, and said softly.
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, thinking where he was so jealous, and then dragged Mu Hanyao against him, and rolled him into the bed, looking at Ye Meixi. ,"come on."
Ye Meixi smiled coquettishly, and then walked lightly, and saw a hint of red glow falling on the bed, leaning on her side, holding her hand, her body was contaminated with cold, and she was full of coldness, Feng Aotian lifted the quilt, covered him, and whispered, "Go to sleep."
Ye Meixi blinked her beautiful eyes, then closed her eyes with a charming smile on the corners of her mouth. With a flick of her finger, she extinguished the candlelight in the room, smelled the faint breath of her body, and fell asleep peacefully.
Mu Hanyao lay on the inside, Shicai's sudden movement made him feel so soft, the front of him pressed against him was so soft, he looked sideways, looking at Feng Aotian's figure with his back facing him, turning his eyes, dark. The bright eyes stared at the beam of the room, making it difficult to sleep well.
"Close your eyes and sleep." Feng Aotian sounded in a cool voice.
Mu Hanyao was startled again, then closed his eyes, nothing more, what did he want to do?
Before dawn the next day, the three of them all woke up together. Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "It is said that the land of Lianghuai is considered to be the richest land in Feng’s country, and the land is outstanding. Yes."
"Master, are you going out to find a beauty today?" Ye Meixi said, getting up and getting off the bed, while dressing up.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Mu Hanyao, "The one who knows the heart of the king is also charming."
"Master, are you not satisfied with Meixi accompanied by?" Ye Meixi, still wearing a bright red brocade, stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian stayed, after cleaning the face, holding her long hair casually, Ye Meixi stepped forward and took the comb in her hand, "Master, let Meixi come."
"Good." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Of course the more beautiful people, the better."
The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth twitched slightly, and she said with a small smile, stopped talking, and concentrated on binding his hair.
Mu Hanyao got off the bed and after cleaning his face, he put on his armor neatly and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, the minister will leave first."
"Let's go to Jingshu's room together." Ye Meixi had her hair tied, and Feng Aotian got up and walked out of the room holding Ye Meixi's hand.
Mu Hanyao looked at the two figures, wondering why the second brother did not come, and who was this coquettish man in front of him? It can be seen that the regent is very fond of him.
Feng Aotian stepped into Lan Jing's study. He was just getting dressed. Seeing her entering, he quickly greeted her, "Master."
"Is the injury better?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
"It's much better." Lan Jingshu said, turning sideways, "Master, please have breakfast."
"Okay." Feng Aotian said, turning around and looking at Mu Hanyao, "You two must know each other. This king doesn't say anything, just sit down."
"Brother Mu." Lan Jing said with a hand.
"Jing Shu." Mu Hanyao's expression was still cold, but his tone was not as rigid as before.
After the two exchanged greetings, they just sat down, Ye Meixi sat on Feng Aotian's side, Mu Hanyao on the other side, Lan Jingshu sat down next to Mu Hanyao, and the four quietly stopped breakfast.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, "In these few days, you will go to the palace with Jing Shu."
"Yes." Although Mu Hanyao didn't know why the regent wanted her to be summoned into Lianghuai from the frontier gates, but now, depending on the situation, I am afraid there is something important.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "If anyone is dissatisfied, he will rectify the Fa on the spot."
"Yes." Lan Jing Shu Chui led the order.
"Well, you wait for the two of you to get up." Feng Aotian said, holding Ye Meixi's hand, "This king goes out for a walk."
"Chen Gong sent the prince." Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu responded in unison.
Until Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi left, Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, I did not expect that I will see you here."
"I didn't expect to see Big Brother Mu here." Lan Jingshu said with a gentle smile, "Han Jin and I are now officials in the court. Hearing that the prince is very kind to Han Jin, Brother Mu can rest assured. "
"Well, he sent me a letter a few days ago, I already know it." Mu Hanyao looked at Lan Jingshu, "I just don't know, why did you come to Lianghuai this time?"
"This matter is a long story, it's better to talk while walking." Lan Jingshu said, and walked out of the house with Mu Hanyao.
Feng Aotian took Ye Meixi's hand, and the two of them walked out of the hall, turned around and disappeared.
"Master, where are you going now?" Ye Meixi asked in a low voice.
"You went to the water transport last night, but what suspicious things did you find?" Feng Aotian then asked.
"I found a beauty." Ye Meixi said pretendingly mysteriously.
"Beauty? Are you beautiful?" Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled.
"Master, do you want to see it?" Ye Meixi's beautiful eyes flowed, revealing thousands of styles.
"Is it a man or a woman?" Feng Aotian looked at the calculation in Ye Meixi's eyes, and then asked.
"Female..." Ye Meixi said in a long voice.
"Look." Feng Aotian said immediately, "Master likes beauties the most, regardless of gender."
"Master, will you marry a wife in the future?" Ye Meixi remembered that he is a man, and there will be women in the future.
"No." Feng Aotian looked at him, "He will never marry a wife in this lifetime."
"What about marrying a husband?" Ye Meixi asked immediately.
"Here." Feng Aotian turned to look secretly, looking at him, "Let's talk, where is that beauty?"
"Master, you..." Ye Meixi's eyes flashed with displeasure, thinking that since she does not marry a wife, then the woman is of little use to him, "There."
Feng Aotian looked in the direction that Ye Meixi was pointing, and saw a woman hanging upside down in the room, with only a cloth pocket and trousers on her body, and a centipede on her white face. You don't pity Xiangxiyu too much."
"Master, do you like it?" Ye Meixi asked Feng Aotian softly, ignoring the woman in the house.
"I don't like it." Feng Aotian shook his head. If she said she liked it, it is estimated that the woman would be poisoned to death by the centipede on her face, so what else would she play.
Ye Meixi smiled, "Master doesn't like it, Meixi naturally doesn't like it, so she won't pity."
"Who is she?" Feng Aotian leaned against her chest with her arms around her chest, thinking why this woman lives in a partial courtyard. Four hours have passed since last night, and no one noticed it.
Ye Meixi curled her lips, "Is an idiot."
"Let's talk about it." Feng Aotian looked at the woman with staring eyes and staring at the centipede on her face, unable to move or dared to move.
"What's the point for an idiot, Lord, are you interested in her?" Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows, her handsome face flashed a touch of grievance.
Looking at his appearance, Feng Aotian naturally didn't want to mention more, so he didn't ask more, "What else did you find last night?"
"It's just something intrigue, but there is an interesting place." Ye Meixi smiled evilly, "The helper of Cao Yun is seriously ill. Now, Cao Yun is in the hands of a woman."
"Woman?" Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "It seems that you saw a good show last night."
"She has changed her face, and it seems that she is only seventeen or eighteen years old." Ye Meixi leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, her eyes flashing, "Now she is the wife of the gang leader."
"It's really interesting according to what you said." Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "Let me think about it, the girl you hang is the daughter of the helper."
Ye Meixi's eyes dimmed, "Master, you know, you still ask."
"You sneaked into the water transport last night, and she accidentally discovered it, and you also worked with her, but why did you scold her for an idiot?" Feng Aotian leaned his body, the corner of his lips pressed against his ear, "She touched you?"
"She dare!" Ye Meixi's eyes flashed fiercely, turning his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "Meixi's body belongs to the Lord alone."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "What happened then?"
"There is a portrait of the master in her room." Ye Meixi felt depressed thinking about this.
"Lord's portrait?" Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, with a hint of surprise.
"Well, I saw it with my own eyes, otherwise, I won't go in." Ye Meixi thought of this place, her eyes flashed coldly.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Why is the portrait of the master in her house? This is the first time for the master to come to Lianghuai."
"I saw the portrait of the master at the time, so I rushed into the room and questioned her. She said that it was the portrait of her future husband." Ye Meixi turned her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, her eyes flashed with a faint resentment, "Master, Why does she have your portrait?"
Feng Aotian was also thinking, when did she have this relationship?
"You ask the Lord, who does the Lord ask?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he whispered back.
"So, I want to grab the portrait back. The woman didn't give it to me, so I started with her. Finally, I hung her up, and she yelled for the portrait, hum, so I want to give it to him. Take a lesson." Ye Meixi turned her eyes as she thought of this, staring fiercely at the woman in the house.
Feng Aotian held his forehead, a little headache, why did the woman have a portrait of herself?
"What about the portrait?" Feng Aotian asked next.
Ye Meixi took out the scroll from her sleeve, "Master, if you really are her fiancé, you can take it." After that, she turned around and wanted to leave.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and pulled him, "Do you know something?"
"This is the Lord's?" Ye Meixi stretched out her hand, with a jade pendant hanging from her fingertips with the word "天" written on it.
Feng Aotian looked at the jade pendant in front of him, very familiar, closed his eyes tightly, then remembered, looked at Ye Meixi, "This... it turned out to be her."
"Master, you really know her." Ye Meixi showed sadness, looked at Feng Aotian, turned around and wanted to leave.
"If you want to leave, never come back." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
Ye Meixi turned her back to her and ignored her.
Feng Aotian opened the picture scroll, and the person on it was her. However, this was also something that happened many years ago, and what does this matter have to do with her, is that what the predecessor did? Thinking about how she shed such a romantic debt?
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked up at the sky, "Master, I'm leaving anyway, so you can marry her."
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand. "The Lord said that he will not marry a wife. At that time, it was just a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding?" Ye Meixi shook Feng Aotian's hand, "I have been thinking of you all these years."
Feng Aotian was a little helpless, wondering what is the use, she is not a real man, is she really going to marry back, she doesn't have that hobby.
"Okay, I'll take care of this. How come I don't know that you're still playing tricks?" Feng Aotian broke his body and stared at him, "You really want to leave?"
"I will leave sooner or later?" Ye Meixi looked at her sadly, "you let me go."
Feng Aotian sighed, "He said he would let you go, but he didn't say he would never come back."
auzw.com "But, if I go, maybe I won't see each other in this life." Ye Meixi raised her eyebrows and said in a low voice.
"Are you sure?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and embraced him, "If you don't go, you will regret it."
"I will regret it if I go or not." Ye Meixi knew that he had too much hatred, resentment, and reluctance to let go, but he suddenly realized that he was more attached to it.
His heart can't be taken back anymore. If he didn't let her go, how could he be angry and sad because of this trifle? He was afraid that if he wasn't by his side, she would forget himself completely, or More people around him replaced him.
Feng Aotian let go of him, "Well, I'm not watching you play tricks today." Then, stretched out his hand, took the jade pendant from his hand, held the scroll in his hand, tapped his toes, and flew Fell into the house.
Ye Meixi watched Feng Aotian enter, and hurriedly followed.
The woman who was hung upside down watched a silver-gray figure whirled down to the ground, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, she did not know whether it was joy or excitement, and she shed tears.
Feng Aotian stretched out her hand, untied the rope, and hugged her to fall to the ground. The woman didn't care about the centipede on her face. She stretched out her hand and hugged Feng Aotian tightly in her arms.
When Ye Meixi fell, she saw such a scene, and then she gave a cold snort, stepped forward, and pulled the woman away from Feng Aotian's arms. Then, she pulled Feng Aotian into her arms, her beautiful eyes shot a cold light and stared. Holding her.
The woman was caught off guard and fell to the ground, staring at Feng Aotian with tears, tears streaming.
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, thinking that it was hers after all, and she couldn't delay a woman's life in vain. Moreover, she unexpectedly didn't expect that this woman was the daughter of the Cao Yun gang leader. What was involved in it? ?
"Remove the centipede on her face." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Huh." Ye Meixi turned her head, pulled Feng Aotian, her wrist turned slightly, a wisp of green smoke popped out of her fingers, and the centipede fell off obediently and disappeared.
The woman who fell to the ground quickly pulled out the silk kerchief from her mouth, then staggered to her feet, and rushed towards Feng Aotian, "My son..."
Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of him, and remembered that she was just sulking. At the age of eleven or twelve, what did she know?
"Are you Le Ling?" Feng Aotian stepped forward, but Ye Meixi stayed in front, preventing her from approaching the woman in front of her.
"It's me, son." Le Ling nodded and looked at her excitedly. "My son, Le Ling finally waited for you."
Feng Aotian thought that back then, she had an appointment with her for five years, and when she was weak, she came to marry her when she was in the same age, but at that time, it was just for the emperor's brother, she was just acting on occasion. No matter, who knows, now, I just met this woman by chance.
Le Ling is indeed very beautiful, with a white jade-egg face, a pair of apricot eyes gleaming, and red lips. The whole person looks really beautiful and refined. Anyone who looks at it will fall in love.
Ye Meixi glared at the woman's unconcealed affection for Feng Aotian. He raised his sleeves and completely covered Feng Aotian's face.
Feng Aotian stepped back, facing Ye Meixi's figure, coldly said, "Stand, don't move."
Ye Meixi then put down her hand, snorted coldly, then turned sideways, not looking at her anymore.
Feng Aotian then passed him and looked at Le Ling, "Le Ling, I didn't expect that we can meet again."
"My son, back then, I..." Le Ling lowered his head, wanting to say something.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, took the clothes on the side, and handed it to her, "Be careful of your body."
Le Ling quickly took over the clothes, blushed immediately, turned around and hurried into the screen.
Feng Aotian turned around and saw Ye Meixi leaning on her side, not looking at her, she stepped forward and hugged him, "How come you don't know that you are so jealous?"
"Humph." Ye Meixi turned her head, not looking at her, just humming coldly.
Feng Aotian chuckled in a low voice, then stretched out his hand, straightened his head, printed his lips, and took a bite, "Okay, don't make trouble."
"Yeah." Ye Meixi looked at the gentleness in Feng Aotian's eyes, and immediately melted the boredom in his heart, nodded obediently, and embraced her in her arms.
After Le Ling was properly dressed, she walked out and saw the scene of Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi clasping their hands and cuddling each other. Her eyes flashed dim, she took a step forward, and said, "See Le Ling Over the prince."
Feng Aotian looked at her, "Le Ling, what happened back then..."
"Master, Le Ling understands that, but now that he has an agreement with the prince, he has been waiting for the prince. Now, when the prince is there, Le Ling will have no regrets." Le Ling looked down slightly, and said softly. It's lovely, and it makes people listen with pity.
Ye Meixi looked at such a woman and felt that she was very recruiting. He stared at Le Ling vigilantly, looking sideways and looking at Feng Aotian, feeling guilty.
Feng Aotian was about to step forward, but was dragged by Ye Meixi. She looked at Le Ling, "Le Ling, since you already know the identity of this king, this king really does not hide it. Actually, this king likes men. The original marriage contract was only agreed because I wanted to off someone. Later, the king wanted to make it clear to you, but he couldn't find you."
"Le Ling understands." Le Ling nodded slightly. After learning about her behavior two years ago, she still had hope in her heart. Now that the dream is broken, she has no regrets.
"It's okay if you understand." Feng Aotian nodded, thinking that at the beginning, that person really lost his head and hurt such a woman.
Le Ling suppressed the bitterness in his heart, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, why are you here?"
"Why are you here?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"Le Ling's father is the helper of the water transportation. He was separated from his father in his early years. Five years ago, my father found me through a trustee, so I followed my father back to Lianghuai." Le Ling said softly.
"So that's it." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, since you are the daughter of the Cao Yun gang leader, how can you live in this side courtyard?"
"Two years ago, my father suddenly couldn't afford to be ill, so I handed over the water transportation to Erniang. I was weak by nature and had no rights. As time passed, I was ignored. Six months ago, I had a serious illness, Erniang. Afraid of infection, I moved to a side hospital, and no one cares about it since." Le Ling said quietly.
"Then no one will serve you?" Feng Aotian felt that someone should always be sent to serve her.
"Xiao Cui, who has served me since I was a child, went out last night and never came back." Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, and then at the man beside him, "Master, although Le Ling has some martial arts skills, it is not deep after all. She can only defend herself, but Xiao Cui doesn't have any martial arts. Now, I don't know what happened to her?"
Feng Aotian looked at her, "Can you see your father again these years?"
"In the past six months, I will visit Erniang without paying attention, but my father can no longer recognize me." Le Ling said sadly.
Feng Aotian was silent for a moment and looked at Le Ling, "How is your second mother by nature?"
"Earlier, it was very good to me, but since my father fell ill, he has been like a different person." Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you came to transport water for the sake of the two Huai officials a few days ago. The case of salt theft"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, thinking that Le Ling was also a woman with a bright mind.
Ye Meixi looked at the energetic two people in front of him, wishing to kill the woman named Le Ling, he held Feng Aotian's hand tightly, and then leaned affectionately on his shoulder.
Le Ling watched Ye Meixi's movements, his eyes flashed dimly, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this matter has nothing to do with the transportation of water."
"How do you know?" Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling, "What should you know."
"People have never fought against officials. What's more, nowadays it is official salt that is stolen. Water transport has always been upright and will never do such things. However, although it has nothing to do with water transport, it is related to one person." Le Ling said immediately .
"You mean your second mother?" Feng Aotian said immediately.
"It should be said that it is a fake Erniang." Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, "It is not the real Erniang who is in Caoyun now."
Feng Aotian stared at Le Ling. She knew that this woman was far from being so weak on the outside. She should have a good grasp of the entire water transport. However, she was waiting for the opportunity, "You know where the real second mother is. Where?"
"I don't know." Le Ling shook his head, "I only discovered something wrong with Erniang in the past two days. After all, some people can change their appearance, but they can't change their nature. Although this person looks like Erniang, there are some subtle things. The details will also reveal her true nature."
"What have you found, can you tell this king?" Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling and asked in a low voice.
Le Ling looked at Feng Aotian, "Le Ling will tell the truth."
Ye Meixi looked at the woman in front of her, and she was even more displeased. The beauty of her appearance, her heart, and the thoughts and methods. Such a woman, if she stays with her master for a long time, she will naturally hook her. Thinking of this, he hurried forward, "Master, are you not tired to stand?"
"Le Ling actually forgot." Le Ling apologized, and then blessed himself, "Master, please sit down."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi. Knowing his careful thoughts, he didn't break it. He let him sit down and then leaned against her arms, playing with his Qingsi.
Le Ling sat opposite, looking at the picture in front of her, "The prince, Erniang intends to seize power. She also knows the relationship between water transportation and the government, so she will not rob the official salt. However, these days, Erniang's temperament is different. Great changes, on the one hand, ordered people to lower the price of private salt, and ordered people to store salt. However, as far as I know, salt is scarce everywhere now and it is difficult to mine. Where is there so much salt to store? ?"
"What do you mean is that she actually mixed the official salt into the private salt under the name of Tun Salt?" Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling and asked.
"Now, because of this too coincidentally, two months ago, the official salt was robbed, and then someone turned into a second mother and began to collect a lot of salt. That's why I think of it in one place." Le Ling analyzed the situation and looked at Feng Aotian, "But now, Le Ling doesn't know who this fake Erniang is."
"It's a fox. It always shows its tail." Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, "Le Ling, these days, I have to trouble you to observe the movement of the water, especially..."
"Le Ling understands." Le Ling nodded, "Master, the situation in Lianghuai is relatively complicated nowadays. Because of the "Wei" record, the industry is expanding these days. Therefore, 80% of the entire Lianghuai economy is now being "guarded". Remembering the monopoly, the merchants in the two Huaihe Rivers are secretly transferring their industries. If things go on like this, then the entire two-Huaihuai city will become a dead city."
Feng Aotian looked at Le Ling, suddenly felt that she was in the house, but knew about the outside, and smiled and asked, "How can you understand so clearly."
Le Ling smiled lightly, "I have learned a lot from my father over the years."
She curled her eyebrows and her heart was bitter. You know, I learn this to be able to stand by your side with enough courage to be worthy of you, and to be able to share your worries and solve problems for you?
Feng Aotian didn't ask any more, and then got up, "Return this to you. In the future, if there is something to do, you will send someone to find me on the road."
"Yes." Le Ling nodded slightly, took the jade pendant and the scroll from her hand, and held it tightly.
Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi turned around and flew away.
Le Ling watched her leaving behind, bowed his head, stroking the jade pendant, tears drenched, and his body finally fell feebly, and these years of anticipation finally became a luxury.
Feng Aotian took Ye Meixi’s hand, and the two of them walked in a quiet woods. She looked sideways, watching him still have a calm face, and said with a small smile, "The Lord has already made it clear, how can you still gas?"
"Master, that woman is not easy." Ye Meixi said with gritted teeth.
"Well, very exquisite and intelligent, and knows how to advance and retreat." Feng Aotian said immediately.
Ye Meixi turned her beautiful eyes slightly and looked at Feng Aotian, "You really don't like her?"
"It's a bit now." Feng Aotian nodded looking at Ye Meixi.
"Huh." Ye Meixi immediately shook Feng Aotian's hand and flew away.
Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, feeling a little helpless. Women's love for women is nothing more than appreciation. "Let's go back to the house first. If you go, you will transfer the salt ambassador's house to see."
When the words were over, Yan Hong's figure had already returned to fall, and then looked at him, "Yes, now after seeing the beauties here, I can't let go of the beauties over there."
Feng Aotian stared at him amusedly. Maybe he would show such emotions only in front of her, so what about the past? In that place, he was in that position, how did he live?
"Well, I really can't let it go." Feng Aotian turned around and flew away.
Ye Meixi looked at the figure she was leaving in a flash, and sighed. After all, she followed, and the two disappeared in a flash.
In the distance, a goose-yellow shadow immediately fell, with one hand supporting the chin and the other behind him, looking at the coquettish man behind him, "What are you doing with her?"
"Boring." The man's voice was extremely beautiful, and said nonchalantly.
"Really?" Xing Wuyun then leaned against the tree trunk. "Hey, aren't you interested in her? No wonder you hate women. So you like men too."
After Xing Wuyun said, he looked at the man in front of him suddenly.
"Blood jade face, you can open the seal tomorrow, without your share." The coquettish man left lightly and said coolly.
Xing Wuyun quickly got up from the tree trunk and yelled, "Hey, I'm just joking, I need to hold such a grudge." He said, he flew to chase after him.
The gate of the government office was surrounded by officers and soldiers. Five hundred meters outside the palace, no one dared to approach. Officials in the palace, government offices, counties and towns stood in one place with fear, waiting for interrogation.
Under the scorching sun, Mu Hanyao stood on the spot like a frozen mountain, his eyes were sharp, and anyone who saw it made him back again and again. Lan Jingshu sat next to the bookcase, looking at the officials under the hall, and began to ask one by one. Tao.
The official in front of him was also the number one scholar in the early years, and he was sealed off again. Naturally, he didn’t see the fledgling Lan Jingshu in front of him. Could it be that Mu Hanyao was standing on him? He began to curse, and immediately walked away.
Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi sat on the eaves and could clearly see the interrogation situation inside.
Lan Jingshu routinely inquired, suddenly the official in front of him wore his own longevity Hu and snorted coldly, "When Lord Ben Hou was an official, the first emperor was in awe of Lord Ben Hou for three points. You dare to come and ask Ben Hou. Hou Ye, this question?"
Ye Meixi looked at the arrogant officials in front of him, "It's even the first emperor to pull out the old man. It must have done nothing. It is just relying on the honor of the royal family to make money."
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "Well, he has made a lot of money."
"Look at the clothes he wears, they are all inches of gold and silver. They are more expensive than the royal splendid embroidery. They are the best embroidered satin in the Yuluo country." Ye Meixi tutted twice and leaned against Feng Aotian. Said in his arms.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at him, "How many years do you think he has a longevity?"
"It will take twenty years to say nothing." Ye Meixi replied, turning her eyes slightly, and with a touch of her finger, she saw a marble directly hitting the official's beard.
In an instant, I saw that Longevity Hu slowly ignited. Lan Jing looked at the book and kindly reminded him, "Master Hou, your..."
"What else do you want to ask? Lord Benhou has no time to accompany you such a baby." He interrupted Lan Jingshu impatiently, and then turned to leave.
"Master Hou, waiting is also a routine business, and I hope Master Hou knows the temper of the regent." Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice.
The official suddenly became furious. He stepped forward, pointed at Mu Hanyao and yelled at him, "Your father would be humbled when he saw Lord Benhou. You dare to be disrespectful to Lord Benhou here. Don’t think you have become the regent. It can be lawless."
Mu Hanyao was unmoved, Lan Jingshu watched that Changshouhu was burning in front of his eyes more and more vigorously, until the old man felt the pain, lowered his head, saw that his beard was on fire, and quickly yelled. "Ah, the longevity of Lord Benhou!"
"Lord, I'll put out the fire for him." Ye Meixi said, and flew forward, came directly to the front of Master Hou, and hit his wrinkled face fiercely, in the huge court. Hearing the applause of "Papa" until Lord Na Hou fell directly to the ground and vomited blood, he could give up.
He raised his eyes and stared at the enchanting red suit in front of him, "You...you..."
"Oh, I just kindly put out the fire for you, otherwise, you will be burnt to ashes now." Ye Meixi stared at him with disgust, raised her eyes, and looked at Feng who was sitting lazily on the eaves. Aotian, "Master, Meixi's hand hurts."
Na Hou Ye suddenly vomited a mouthful of old blood, then turned around, and saw a silver-gray figure fall, stepped forward, took Ye Meixi into his arms, and watched his palms swell, "Sure enough, the Lord will give you back later. medicine."
"It's the master who loves Meixi the most." Ye Meixi smiled tenderly, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, looking sideways, provocatively sweeping Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu aside.
Lan Jingshu quickly got up and saluted with Mu Hanyao, "The minister sees the regent!"
When the Lord Nahou listened, he was shocked, and he didn't care about his red and swollen face. He crawled on the ground, "The minister sees the regent."
"What should you do if you disturb the court?" Feng Aotian asked in a cold voice, and then scanned the officials standing outside the court.
"The rod is responsible for thirty." The transfer of the salt made the Secretary hurried forward and replied.
"Marquis, first the emperor, the king can also be abolished. The person who disturbs the court will be taken out to blame 30, and people will be sent to ransack the house. People in the house and criminals will be dealt with according to law, and the rest will be exiled to the extreme north." It's cold.
"Yes." The transfer of salt made the Secretary quickly responded.
The Lord Hou looked pale with fright, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Lord Lord, please spare your life! Lord Lord, please spare your life!"
"I won't pull it out yet, it's too noisy." Ye Meixi quickly covered her ears and said coldly.
Mu Hanyao motioned to the servants on the side to drag the Lord Nahou out. After a while, he heard the screams. Other officials and some famous people all curbed their arrogance and bowed their heads. Standing in the distance.
Feng Aotian then sat aside, scanning the expressions of the officials one by one, "Are there any discrepancies?"
"Thirty people have been tried, and five of them do not match." Lan Jingshu continued.
"Continue, this king wants to see who dares to make a mistake." Feng Aotian said coldly, stretched out his hand and dragged Ye Meixi into his arms.
Lan Jingshu sat back where he was, and then began to interrogate. In this way, the interrogation speed was much faster than that of normal, and there were still sixty people left. After the review, it was late at night.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jing's book, "There are 110 officials in both Huai and Huai. Now there are only 90. Where are the remaining 21?"
"Returning to the prince, I have already informed that they have declined due to busy work or physical discomfort." Lan Jingshu continued.
"Check, it's true that people who are busy with official duties will be responsible for thirty immediately. If you dare to despise the authority of this king, the king's authority will be dead. It doesn't matter if you kill it." Feng Ao Tian's eyes shattered a cold light, scared to stand by now. The officials here were sweating coldly, and the three souls lost their spirit.
Lan Jingshu still obeyed, "Yes."
Then, together with Mu Hanyao, they went out to transfer the salt envoy.
In the court hall, other officials had been standing for a day. They had never expected that the regent would come to Lianghuai himself. They suddenly felt that the world was spinning and the disaster was imminent. Everyone was silent and afraid to speak.
Ye Meixi looked sideways and glanced at the official in front of him. Some of them were suddenly frightened to kneel on the ground. When a cold wind blew, he saw that there was already a puddle of water under him.
Ye Meixi chuckled, "Master, you are too fierce."
"Fierce?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and followed Ye Meixi's eyes, and saw that the person had already made a lot of softness, and her eyes flashed with icy cold, "I can't bear even these little things, Ben What does the king want you to do?"
"The prince spares his life, he is really a minister...I came from the county seat three days ago and never rested..." The official was shocked and said quickly.
Feng Aotian stared at him coldly, "Pull out the rod to blame thirty."
"Yes." The Ya Ya hurried forward and dragged him out. The officer suddenly sighed in relief, but fortunately it was not dead.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and scanned the officials in front of him one by one, turning his gaze on a handsome-looking official, "You come up."
Ye Meixi looked at the man in front of him, his appearance was pretty good, turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian without saying a word, but the dissatisfaction in his eyes was obvious.
The handsome official came forward neither humble nor arrogant, and then knelt down, "See the regent for the minister."
"What is your name? Any job?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.
"Weichen's name is Yan Li." The handsome man in front of him replied calmly.
Feng Aotian looked at the salt ambassador to the side, "Bring his file."
"Yes." Of course, the salt ambassador on the side is not responsible for these files, but now, when handling a case in my own government, I must be familiar with it, so I found the file and brought it over.
Feng Aotian took the file, and after reading it, "Who is Yan Pei?"
"It's my brother." Yan Li replied.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "From now on, I will handle the case with Lan Yushi."
"Yes." Yan Li replied, and then stepped back.
Ye Meixi looked at Yan Yan in front of him, and just by looking at the words and deeds, he knew that he was a rare talent. He also read this person's files and felt that this person needs exercise.
"You will retreat when nothing is wrong." Feng Aotian stood up, holding Ye Meixi's hand, and flew away.
Seeing Feng Aotian's leaving figure, the living official standing in the public hall suddenly slumped Qi Qi on the ground, scared in a cold sweat, and his face was pale, touching his neck, fortunately.
Everyone has dispersed, only Yan Yan is still standing in the court, and the salt ambassador is all looking at him, "Why don't you leave?"
"The prince ordered the next official to follow Lan Yushi to handle the case. Now Lan Yushi has not returned, the next official has to wait for him to return." Yan Yanqingxiu's face was full of calmness.
When the transfer of salt, Si looked at Yan Yan, his eyes flashed with sadness, then turned and left.
Feng Aotian did not leave. Seeing Yan Yan's weak figure, the corner of his mouth raised a touch of relief, Ye Meixi leaned in her arms, "Master, would you not like him?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "You are playing more and more temperamental now."
"Who makes Meixi feel uneasy?" Ye Meixi sighed. The days with her became shorter and shorter. You can cut as many peach blossoms as you can, saving him from coming back again. There are a lot of men in front of him. He robbed them. At that time, he would definitely abolish them one by one.
Feng Aotian watched Ye Meixi's eyes flashing, and didn't know what he was thinking. He shook his head helplessly and sighed. If he knew he was a woman, would he be so careful.
"Let's go." Feng Aotian said, and flew to the line with him.
In the Prince Regent’s Mansion, Leng Qianye’s cultivation is almost the same now that he can carry the sword to practice martial arts. Suddenly, the figure of Feng Aotian appeared in his mind. He then retracted the sword, turned down, and then came under the bamboo forest. He could vaguely see her painting. Picture, he leaned on the bamboo, thoughtfully, why did she imprison herself? These days, the words she had before leaving kept swirling in his mind, making him full of doubts.
Mu Hanjin walked into Qinghui Pavilion with a cold frost, raised her eyes and looked at Leng Qianye, "Brother Leng, you haven't gone to bed yet?"
"Well, I'm practicing swords and moving my muscles and bones." Leng Qianye stepped forward and looked at him with faint gaze. Only two days after she had left, he became unlike a human or a ghost, his handsome face flashed. After a moment of doubt, "What is so good about her that makes you so worried?"
"I don't know, what's so good about her?" Mu Hanjin just sat down, "Hey, bring wine."
Leng Qianye looked at him, "You drank alcohol last night, and you still drink tonight? If so, will you get drunk every night if she doesn't come back?"
"I don't know, I feel distressed." Mu Hanjin shook her head, looked up at the bright moonlight, but felt very lonely, "Do you know what life I have had in the past two years?"
Leng Qianye sat in front of him, "If it's too painful, don't think about it anymore."
"Yes, but those painful days always reverberate in my mind and linger." Mu Hanjin hugged her head, "But these days, the days she spent with me day and night, they are so. Clear, but I can’t love her, no.

"Han Jin, are you crazy?" Leng Qianye jumped at Mu Hanjin's words. He is a man, how can he fall in love with another man?
"Is he a man?" Leng Qianye shook his shoulders and shouted in a deep voice. He no longer saw the otherworldly temperament, but showed coldness.
"I know, but, I..." Mu Hanjin pointed to her own heart, "I can't control her, she has already entered my heart, the more I don't think about her, the more she has entered my heart."
"So what?" Leng Qianye sneered. "Even if you enter, what about?"
"Yeah, what can I do, I am destined to not love her, I can't." Mu Hanjin picked up the flask, raised her head, and poured it directly, "This is a curse, the curse of the'Wind' clan."
"Don't drink it." Leng Qianye snatched the hip flask in his hand and threw it out vigorously.
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and laughed loudly, "I'm really crazy."
"But, he is a man, do you understand?" Leng Qianye shook Mu Hanjin's shoulders and glared at him, trying to make him sober.
"I only know that she is her. Whether she is a man or a woman, she is just her." Mu Hanjin reached out and knocked out Leng Qianye's hand. Her heart hurts and she knelt on the ground, a mouthful of blood. The corners of the mouth overflow.
Leng Qianye quickly stepped forward and helped him, "What's wrong with you?"
Feng Aotian brought Ye Meixi back to the row. Just after landing, she felt a pain in her heart, and quickly took out the kit in her arms. There was nothing unusual. She pressed her heart. What's the matter?
Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian's expression, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Feng Aotian thought that the wound that pierced his heart the day before had not completely healed, so he felt a little pain.
"Why don't you take a break first?" Ye Meixi supported her and walked onto the soft couch. Feng Aotian leaned against her, still feeling something was wrong, she quickly got up and said coldly, "Is Mu Hanjin abnormal?"
"The palace has not repaid yet." The soul replied coldly.
"Let them report back quickly, what happened just now." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Yes." The soul replied.
Ye Meixi looked at Feng Aotian's expression displeased, and then leaned in her arms, "Master, are you too concerned about Mu Hanjin?"
Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "No, it's just that my heart hurt."
"Your heart hurts?" Ye Meixi hurried forward, trying to touch her heart.
Feng Aotian grabbed his hand, "It's all right now."
Ye Meixi looked at her and leaned in her arms, "Master, if I left, would you worry about me so much too?"
"Yes." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and embraced him, "You are making a fool of yourself today."
"I don't have any." Ye Meixi smiled charmingly, "It's just a little joke."
Feng Aotian stopped talking, then closed his eyes, "Okay, when the two of them come back, they will eat."
"Then I will accompany you to rest?" Ye Meixi said, she also got on the soft couch, leaned in her arms, and fell asleep.
When Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao came back, it was late at night. They walked into the house and saw Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi resting on the soft couch. The two of them glanced at each other and were about to retreat.
"I'm back." Feng Aotian's voice was dull, then got up and looked at them both, "What's wrong?"
"Of those twenty-one people, ten of them are really busy with official duties, and the rest..." Lan Jingshu continued.
"Can you do it all?" Feng Aotian asked immediately, and then got down on the soft couch.
"It's done." Mu Hanyao replied, but he thought that it was just when he was employing people, and they were all killed. In the future, who would dare to be an official.
Feng Aotian saw Mu Hanyao's thoughts, "Employing people are more focused, not too many. Those who punish today are all people who are indiscriminately."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice.
"Jingxi, set the meal." Feng Aotian continued.
"Yes." Jingxi responded.
Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian, "The prince hasn't eaten yet?"
"Yes, I said that I will wait for you to come back." Ye Meixi also got up from the soft couch and walked to Feng Aotian, holding his hand and looking at them both.
Mu Hanyao did not speak, Lan Jingshu also looked down, everyone was speechless, but quietly finished dinner.
Feng Aotian said solemnly, "What's the matter?"
"Princess Mu vomited blood." The soul then replied.
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Why vomiting blood?"
"Drinking." The soul continued.
Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu also heard them, and they both looked at each other, "The second brother has always been incapable of alcohol, how could he?"
"He knows a lot." Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "It's just vomiting blood, it's OK."
Mu Hanyao looked at the expression between Feng Aotian's eyebrows, and wondered in secret whether something happened between her and her second brother?
Lan Jingshu was also slandering. Looking at the prince's expression, he didn't seem very happy to mention Han Jin. Only after returning to Beijing, he asked what happened during his absence.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "Okay, go to rest."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao bowed his head and answered, then turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and asked in a deep voice.
"Chen..." Mu Hanyao was about to reply when she saw her looking directly at herself, the meaning in her eyes was very clear, shouldn't you rest here?
Ye Meixi looked at Mu Hanyao, and suddenly felt that the two brothers were too difficult, and now they are all like this. If so, after he leaves, wouldn't he lose his place?
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lan Jingshu suddenly felt that he had no need to stay, and then withdrew from the room.
Feng Aotian watched Lan Jingshu back out, and then said, "Let's go back to the room first, I will pass by later."
"Master..." Ye Meixi looked at her dissatisfied.
"Okay, after you two take a bath, wait for the Lord." Feng Aotian said, and went forward and went out of the room with Lan Jingshu.
Ye Meixi glanced at Mu Hanyao, then turned around and said coldly, "I'm tired today, so I'll take a shower." Then, he walked into the screen. Inside, there is already a bath soup prepared by Jingxi.
Mu Hanyao suddenly felt awkward. He stayed with the man all day, and he was no more uncomfortable than staying with Ye Meixi now. He simply turned around, left the room, stood in the courtyard, raised his eyes, and looked at the stars.
Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu walked into the room, Lan Jingshu bowed their heads, a little at a loss. In the past, he did what she ordered. Now, seeing her not speaking, he dare not say anything. Actions.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lie down on the bed."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu walked closer to the bed, followed by slippers, took off his clothes and lay on the bed.
Feng Aotian turned around, took the gauze, and then stepped forward and sat on the side of the bed. He watched the wound on his waist healed a lot, and then re-medicated and bandaged him, then turned around, "You can rest."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu didn't expect it, so she let herself go.
After Feng Aotian walked to the screen on her own, she also did not take a bath for two days. Therefore, she took off her clothes and quickly submerged in the bath bath. The ink hair blocked the spring light on her chest. There was nothing wrong with it.
On the roof, Xing Wuyun unwrapped a piece of brick and looked at the scenery inside. He smiled at the corner of his mouth. While watching, he shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, she undressed so fast that she didn't see anything."
The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, and his head slightly tilted up, his handsome face reflected in the moonlight, his shoulders glowing with lustrous luster, and the ink dangled, making it more charming and less manly.
Xing Wuyun looked more and more fascinated, suddenly, his feet were empty...
Or w,,----a digression-proud...more black and more black...lemon on the lid...floating away. .. One>_