Chapter 83: He will attack the minister (two more)

"Erchen obey your orders!" Ye Mei's brows were pale, and she was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, completely enchanting.
The emperor looked at Ye Meixi in front of him, looked sideways, and looked at the concubine Chen aside, "Ai Concubine, Xi'er is much like you back then."
Concubine Chen's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and there was a fierce flash in her eyes, and she smiled, "The emperor, Xi'er has been weak since he was a child. Now, if you let him come, if the dance is not good, the emperor will not blame it."
"It's okay." The emperor turned his eyes, staring at Ye Meixi without squinting.
Ye Meixi stood on a high platform not far away, took off her dark red robe, and put on a bright red gown. The ink hair was blown away by the wind, and a blue silk was with a bright red wide ribbon, just like The silky long hair like a waterfall exudes an extraordinary fairy temperament. The soul-stirring flute sounded, he floated lightly like a gust of wind, and the red silk dyed the whole sky into a red cloud with his waving. It was dazzling, fascinating, and not enchanting. Concealed, the muscles are as condensed, and the air is like orchids, charming and glamorous. The demeanor is generous, and the deportment adds a piece of elegance, a smile and a touch of heart and soul, looks beautiful and refined, and there is no lack of charming color between the brows.
At the end of the song, Ye Meixi fell lightly, and the red silk slowly fell while his wrist was shaking. He bowed slightly, and then stepped off the platform.
The people in the pavilion looked fascinated, and when Ye Meixi moved forward slowly, everyone thought that the fairy was descending. He looked at the mother concubine in front of him, and her eyes were filled with cruelty to him. Suffering, he narrowed the gloom between his eyebrows and said in a light tone, "Father..."
The emperor in front of him slowly returned to his senses, and when he looked at Ye Meixi again, he clapped his hands repeatedly, "Okay, okay, compared to your mother concubine, it's a bit more enchanting, wonderful."
Others saw that in such a dance, only a woman could dance with such a charming feeling, but, I did not expect that the man danced even more fascinating and charming.
"Father, my son will retire first." Ye Meixi bowed her head and said respectfully.
"Okay, okay." The emperor said good words again and again, watching Ye Meixi leave, and looked sideways at the concubine Chen, "Ai concubine, I didn't expect Xier to be so capable."
"Emperor, you are absurdly praised." Chen Fei said softly.
Ye Meixi left the imperial garden, and immediately took off the bright red gown on her body, tapped her toes lightly, and returned to her bedroom. She simply tore off all the restraints on her body and dropped it into the bathtub.
When Xiang Han and Chu Xia rushed back, they saw the figure behind the screen. They knew how much wronged His Royal Highness had been.
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and exhaled deeply, he must be patient...
The next day, when Feng Aotian woke up, Mu Hanjin was dressed properly, turned and looked at her, "Master, the minister first go to the morning court."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and watched him leave.
Then he got up, looked at the sky outside the window, thought about what had happened these days, and got off the bed.
Father Feng was already standing outside the inner hall and ordered someone to wait for her to wash and change her clothes. Feng Aotian looked at her expression in the bronze mirror, thinking that she was using her own blood to save people these days.
Father Feng looked at Feng Aotian's figure, "Master..."
"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Father Feng, and asked in a low voice.
"The old slave feels that the prince has worked too hard these days." Father Feng said distressedly.
"Yes." Feng Aotian agreed, "However, if you work harder now, it will be better in the future."
"However, the old slave thinks that the fake imperial emperor is not easy to deal with." Feng Gonggong worried.
Feng Aotian looked at Father Feng and said with a smile, "How many years have you been with this king?"
"The prince was born, and the old slave followed." Father Feng thought this way. It has been sixteen years, thinking that the prince was just a baby baby at the time, and now he has grown up.
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Gonggong, "Well, this matter is his own way."
"Yes." Feng Gonggong replied, and then retreated.
Feng Aotian walked to the table, used breakfast, thinking that these days, someone was eating with him, but today he was using it alone, suddenly feeling a little lonely.
She suddenly felt funny, once, wasn't she all alone? What is going on now? She turned her eyes and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was lying peacefully on the bed, with a slight smile on her lips.
Perhaps many things have changed unconsciously.
Feng Aotian stopped breakfast, rinsed his mouth, cleans his hands, then got up, walked to the study, picked up a book from the shelf and looked at it to himself.
The palace was still as silent as before, without any sound.
Mu Hanjin walked into the palace in the carriage and saw Xing Wuyun coming to take office.
"Are you here so early?" Mu Hanjin said, looking at Xing Wuyun.
"Naturally be earlier, but can't be intercepted by others." Xing Wuyun stayed up all night, thinking that it was all the broken snow lotus that Feng Aotian said.
Mu Hanjin looked at him, a lively alcoholic, thinking that among them, he was the only one who lived the most free and easy life.
"Then don't hurry up." Mu Hanjin also urged from the side.
"Okay." Xing Wuyun said, and entered the palace first.
Mu Hanjin walked slowly into the Golden Luang Temple, and saw that the ministers had bowed their heads and stood. Now, the two ministers of the left and right have just been dismissed on the first day of the court. The emperor and the regent are unconscious, and the emperor has just returned to Beijing. , Then how should this early morning be?
"The queen mother is here!" Guo Hui's voice sounded.
The ministers were puzzled, why did the queen mother come so early?
Mu Hanjin seemed to have expected something, and then turned sideways. The officials saw Xing Zhiyan wearing a phoenix robe, stepping into the Golden Luang Palace gracefully, and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "See Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, Thousand Years, Thousands of Years."
Xing Zhiyan walked into the high hall, and then sat down on the dragon chair, a curtain of beads fell, "The emperor and the regent are unconscious, and the emperor has no intention of ruling, but the country cannot be ruled for a day, and the early dynasty cannot be delayed. Therefore, The Ai’s family waited until the regent and the emperor woke up and listened to politics with the curtain down."
As soon as this statement came out, hundreds of officials were in an uproar. This is a strange thing every day. These few days are particularly strange. The regent, who has always been invulnerable, is now injured and unconscious. The first emperor, who has been dead for two years, suddenly returned to the palace alive. Never asked about the political affairs, but today is he coming to listen to the political affairs?
"Everyone, let's start." Xing Zhiyan said in a deep voice regardless of the opinions of the ministers.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at Xing Zhiyan in front of him, and then lowered his head and said, "Enlighten the queen mother, before the prince coma, hand over the token to the minister. The special minister is acting for the government during this period, and the queen mother is now listening to the government. Have you got a token from the emperor or the prince?"
Xing Zhiyan looked at Mu Hanjin, her eyes flashed coldly, "Ai Jia is the queen mother, don't you have the right?"
"The empress dowager, your mother has the right to rule the Sixth Palace, but you have no right to interfere in government affairs." Mu Hanjin replied without humility, "Although the emperor and the prince are not sober now, the power of regency still remains. In the hands of the prince, this edict was issued by the Supreme Emperor himself."
"The Ai family has an edict issued by the Supreme Emperor himself." Xing Zhiyan said immediately.
"This edict was written by the emperor who passed away two years ago?" Mu Hanjin asked in a loud voice.
"Naturally not." Xing Zhiyan stared at Mu Hanjin through the bead curtain.
Mu Hanjin respectfully said, "The empress dowager, nowadays, only the prince can determine the power of government. Even the emperor does not have this right."
Xing Zhiyan abruptly got up from the phoenix chair, opened the bead curtain, strode forward, and approached Mu Hanjin, "Presumptuous, do you only have the regent in your eyes, don't you even look at the Aijia and the Supreme Emperor?"
"The minister is just the order of the emperor." Mu Hanjin replied unhurriedly, "The prince has an order, and the dynasty will be invalidated from now on. Everything will be discussed after the prince wakes up, and everyone can disperse."
The ministers looked at each other, looked at the queen mother in front of them, and then at Mu Hanjin. After the final weighing, they still said respectfully, "The ministers will leave."
After that, he withdrew from the Golden Temple.
Xing Zhiyan looked at the courtier in front of him, and then at Mu Hanjin, "Okay, you dare to offend Ai's family, come, take him down to Ai's family!"
"Why do I have to take someone on the first day I took office?" A clear voice sounded, and he saw Xing Wuyun stepping into the Golden Temple in a guard uniform.
Xing Zhiyan looked at Xing Wuyun, and the anger between her brows disappeared a lot, "Why are you here?"
"Empress mother, you forgot, the minister is now the commander of the guards appointed by the regent, and he has just taken office today." Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes, still looking free and easy, looking at Xing Zhiyan.
Xing Zhiyan looked at such Xing Wuyun, thinking that his temperament really would not enter the palace, and never expected that he would actually take office.
"You don't like this..." Xing Zhiyan was about to say.
Mu Hanjin respected her body again, "If the empress dowager has no other instructions, the minister still has important matters, so she will leave first."
"You..." Xing Zhiyan pointed at Mu Hanjin.
Xing Wuyun looked at Mu Hanjin, "No."
Xing Zhiyan looked at Xing Wuyun's appearance and pointed at him, "Why did you stop Aijia?"
"The empress mother, the sky is dry today and things are dry today. If you don't get angry, it won't be good if you hurt the phoenix body." Xing Wuyun looked at Xing Zhiyan and said, "The minister quit."
Xing Zhiyan stared at Xing Wuyun's leaving figure, her eyes flashed coldly, and then she stepped out of the Jinluan Temple.
When she returned to the Queen Mother's palace, Feng Aoyun also raised her eyes and stared at her coldly.
"Subordinates are incompetent." Xing Zhiyan quickly knelt on the ground.
"It seems that Feng Aotian still has many helpers by his side." Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, "If you dare to block this path, you will definitely die."
"The Lord means..." A flash of joy flashed in Xing Zhi's eyes. For Mu Hanjin, today, in front of Manchu Civil and Martial Arts, embarrassed her and really made her angry.
"Send someone to kill him." Feng Aoyun said immediately.
"Yes." Xing Zhiyan showed joy in his eyes, turned around and motioned to Guo Hui.
Guo Hui took the order and withdrew from the bedroom.
Feng Aoyun looked at Xing Zhiyan, "Your old friend, where are you now?"
Xing Zhiyan's body and mind flickered, and then she remembered Leng Qianye, her eyes flashing dim, "Subordinates don't know."
"Hmph, don't think that this person doesn't know what you are thinking about, this person, this person will definitely get rid of it." Feng Aoyun said in a deep voice, then got up and left.
Xing Zhiyan fell to the ground slumped, thinking about Leng Qianye's current safety, and couldn't help being shocked.
Leng Qianye counted the time, and now he has only left the capital for three days. Except for the assassination that day, he has never encountered an assassination. He wondered why those people would attack him? However, thinking of it, the regent seemed to have expected that he would send someone to protect him secretly. There was a trace of heaviness in his heart. In his heart, for Feng Aotian, he didn't want to owe her any favor.
Mu Hanyao has now walked half the distance, and the fifty thousand horses he brought have killed nearly five thousand along the way. Fortunately, these people are much more stable now.
At this moment, he suddenly received Feng Aotian’s secret fold, opened the fold, looked at what was written on it, his eyes flashed coldly, turned his eyes, looked at the people behind him, "Order to go down, speed up, three After the day, we must arrive at the border."
"Yes." The deputy commander beside him immediately drove to pass the pass.
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, looked at the sky in front of him, looked at Mizhe, Leng Qianye is back, now, the border can be guaranteed.
However, looking at what she meant between the lines, it seemed that she was in big trouble this time. If it had been in the past, he would have ignored it. For him, it is better to guard the border. For others, he has never been too much. Go rest assured.
However, at this moment, I don't know why, thinking of something wrong with her, a trace of worry was born.
Lan Jingshu counted the time and could return to Beijing in seven days. He was resting in the inn of the pipeline at the moment, but he received an urgent letter from the capital that his father sent someone to come.
After reading the letter, a flash of astonishment and sadness flashed across his eyebrows. His father was dismissed. He has now replaced his position. The emperor who has passed away suddenly returned to the palace. The emperor and the regent were unconscious...
He suddenly remembered that it took only a few days to be separated from her. How could so many things happen in the capital, he couldn't help but get up in a hurry, instead of riding in a carriage, but replaced with horses, and rushed to the capital.
In the imperial garden, Xing Wuyun pulled the official robe on his body, which was very uncomfortable, and he wanted to pull it off directly and throw it aside.
However, thinking of the broken snow lotus hidden in the imperial garden, suddenly, regardless of the robbery on his body, pretending to patrol while searching, where is the better place to hide the broken snow lotus?
He looked at the scenery in the imperial garden, but he had no time to appreciate it. Instead, he looked for it thoughtfully. He felt that it was here. He pried the land away with his sword. When he saw that it was not there, he showed disappointment. They tossed for a day, but did not find it.
As usual, Mu Hanjin went to the Inspectorate first, and then returned to the Regent Palace.
When Feng Aotian watched him come back, he suddenly felt a sense of looking forward to his husband's return. He suddenly felt amused. Then he stepped forward, took him into his arms, and kissed him domineeringly on the lips.
The two kissed deeply, and stumbling down on the soft couch together, Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "I am in the court today, giving my grandfather a face."
Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Well, but the minister falsely passed the will."
"Lord likes it." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and drew his fingertips across his lustrous lips, "He originally wanted to use Xing Zhiyan to control the political affairs, but he didn't expect you to be so powerful."
"Yes, but, it seems that he will attack his ministers." Mu Hanjin thought, this person will definitely get rid of him.
"Those under him are not enough for you." Feng Aotian said quietly.
"What if he used other methods?" Mu Hanjin suddenly thought of something and quickly got up from the soft couch.
"Are you worried about Mrs. Leng, or your pretty cousin?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, staring at him.
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, and Shi Cai's expression was still nervous, and she suddenly became calm, "Naturally she is the mother at home."
"Really?" Feng Aotian raised his jaw and bit his lip lightly.
Mu Hanjin took her into his arms along the way, and he knew that she must have sent someone to Mu's residence.
Feng Aotian fell into his arms, "The father only takes care of your mother, and the cousin, he doesn't care."
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and remembered that in the past two years, if it weren't for Diewu's cousin's care, his mother would not have lived here peacefully. In her heart, she was somewhat grateful to her.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin, and pushed him out, "I don't want to go to your good cousin."
Mu Hanjin looked at her gloomy face with a small smile at the corner of her mouth, suddenly felt a touch of warmth flash in her heart, stepped forward and leaned in her arms, "Master, are you jealous?"
Feng Aotian was taken aback for a moment, looked at him, did not answer, but fell into deep thought, is she jealous? Will she be jealous?
Seeing that she didn't answer, Mu Hanjin didn't force her to ask, but she cuddled up...
On this day, the regent and the emperor are still in a coma, the capital is in peace, and the riots in the southwest are still spreading...
The next day, because she didn't have to go to the morning court, Mu Hanjin stayed with Feng Aotian until dawn before she got up.
After the two had eaten breakfast, they went into the study and reviewed the memorials, but Mu Hanjin got the news.
"Master, Mrs. Leng and Miss Leng were taken away." The soul's voice sounded, said.
"Well, do you know where you were robbed?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes and asked Mu Hanjin in a deep voice.
"The subordinate has sent someone to follow up secretly, this matter should be related to Mu Yushi." The soul replied immediately.
Feng Aotian sneered, "It seems that they can't catch your family, and they know the friendship between Mu Mansion and Leng Mansion, so they took them away."
"It seems that the minister has to come forward." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian without any worries, "Master, have you expected that they deliberately let them take away Mrs. Leng?"
"Who said they must have taken Mrs. Leng?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said.
"The minister understands." Mu Hanjin smiled lightly, "Then what will the prince do next?"
"It's up to you." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "It's too boring, I have fun with them."
"The minister waited for their movement." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, "just leave the matter to the minister."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then picked up his pen again, flipping through the memorial.
Another day passed, still as usual, Feng Aotian looked at the reported situation in the southwest and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Today is the third day, when did you vomit blood?"
Mu Hanjin was startled slightly and looked at her, "It's late at night."
auzw.com Feng Aotian calculated and looked at him, "Don't go anywhere tonight, stay in the palace."
"However, they will definitely lead the minister out today. Don't you leave it to the minister to deal with this matter?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, you are not well-developed now, absolutely can't."
"It's okay." Feng Aotian waved his hand. "Just wait for the master to come back with peace of mind."
Mu Hanjin was trying to stop him, Feng Aotian shook his hand, "The riots in the southwest are faster than my master imagined. Now, most of the southwest is in chaos. My master can't think of it for five days. Chaos."
"When is the prince awake?" Mu Hanjin watched her deliberately change the subject, and followed her.
"Wait for the Southwest to become completely chaotic." A small smile flashed across Feng Aotian's eyes, "How many people are there in the rebel army now?"
"Now it has grown to 200,000, and half of them are inserted into it." Mu Hanjin whispered.
"Well, if that's the case, when the time comes, plus the 200,000 troops in the capital, it should be enough." Feng Aotian calculated, "have all the spies from all countries been replaced?"
"Well, it's just that if the whole country moves up, I'm afraid it won't end there." Mu Hanjin still hesitated.
"If the movement is not so big, how can he believe it?" Feng Aotian thought that now it is just a dangerous move. Whoever wins or loses depends on whether he can hit in the end.
"The minister understands." Mu Hanjin said immediately.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and saw that a goose-yellow figure had fallen outside the palace. Father Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Let him come in."
"Yes." Feng Gonggong replied.
Xing Wuyun walked in and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, how can there be broken snow lotus in the imperial garden? After digging for two days, the minister almost turned over the entire imperial garden without even a single shadow."
"When will you honor your master's business?" Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, who was already sitting on one side carelessly, picked up her cup, and drank a cup of tea.
"What did the prince say?" Xing Wuyun then asked.
"Wei Zimo." Feng Aotian said bluntly, "When will he come to see this king?"
"This...this..." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, why don't you go there in person?"
"It's good." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Send a message to the master and ask him to wait for the master in his restaurant two days later."
"Yes." Xing Wuyun responded readily, "Then prince, you should always tell the minister, where is the broken snow lotus?"
"Follow your master to do things, and the master will tell you." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, a sly flash in Feng's eyes.
Looking at Feng Aotian's expression, Xing Wuyun knew that it was not a good thing, and leaned back, "That...the minister has something to do, so he retires first."
"It's a pity, there is only one altar of Broken Snow Lotus in the world today." Feng Aotian said with a pity.
Xing Wuyun suddenly turned around, and when he heard what she said, he gritted his teeth, forget it, turned around, and looked at her grinningly, "Master, what's the matter?"
"It's a murder." Feng Aotian watched him turn around, his red lips hooked slightly.
"Is it hard to do?" Xing Wuyun doesn't like things, but it's okay to get a little blood occasionally, just as a boring day.
Feng Aotian shook his fingers, "Play with him."
"That's fine." Xing Wuyun thought, as long as it's not difficult, it doesn't matter if you go.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, motioned to him, he could rest assured, Mu Hanjin naturally knew Xing Wuyun's skill, so he was relieved.
Sure enough, as soon as Mu Hanjin left the Regent's Mansion, an arrow feather was inserted into his carriage. He unfolded the note and saw a line of characters, then turned around, entered the carriage, and handed the note to Feng Aotian .
Xing Wuyun leaned sideways and looked at the handwriting written on it, "It turns out that Mrs. Leng and Miss Leng were kidnapped."
"Why do you think you were really kidnapped?" Feng Aotian said with a calm expression.
"Looking at the look of the prince, you know that the prince is playing the trick of the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole." Xing Wuyun immediately yawned, suddenly feeling extremely bored.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a look of lack of interest. She had only been in the mansion for a long time these two days and wanted to practice her hands. In doing so, she was just having fun with the man in the palace.
Feng Aotian changed his appearance to Mu Hanjin's appearance, then changed into his clothes, looked at Xing Wuyun to his side, and left in a carriage.
Mu Hanjin had already returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion. Seeing that it was still early, remembering Yi Mu's situation, she rushed to Meixiang Pavilion and saw Yi Muxiang jogging in the courtyard dripping with sweat.
A faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "How is your body these past few days?"
Seeing Mu Hanjin entering, Yi Mu stopped, took the Jinpa and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and took a step forward, "Why did you come here?"
"Look at how effective this prescription is?" Mu Hanjin smiled and sat down.
"In the past few days, I slept more heavily, and my body is not as heavy as before." Yi Mu never expected that he was born and grew up in a medicine jar and drank medicine for 20 years. After two days of exercise in this way, I felt a lot lighter.
Mu Hanjin handed him the tea, "That's not very good."
"Yeah." Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Did something happen to this capital?" Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin's expression, and remembered the news that Shicai's attendant had told him.
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin didn't conceal anything, and looked at him, "Are you planning to do scientific research?"
"If the body can be raised, the regent is willing to let me go back, I can consider." Yi Mu did not want his talents to be buried.
"Jing Shu will be back in a while." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "When the time comes, you can talk to him more."
"I heard that he has become the prime minister now, I don't dare to climb high." Yi Muqian smiled, and a trace of melancholy seemed to disappear between his eyebrows, but the innate sorrow would not be complete anyway. Volatilized away.
Mu Hanjin laughed in a low voice, "If he heard you say this, he would definitely scold you."
"Yes." Yi Mu seemed to feel a lot more open, saying that whether he can figure it out or not, some things are just mediocre disturbances.
Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu gossiping for a few words, and then left, but did not return to Qinghui Pavilion, but went to the bedroom by themselves. Perhaps, this has become a habit these days.
As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he felt a pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out, but this time, unlike before, he could adjust his breath by working hard. He walked forward vainly, and then fell on the soft couch. , Raised his arm and saw a blood-red line sticking out of his palm. He quickly sat cross-legged and began to work hard to heal the injury.
Sitting in the carriage, Feng Aotian naturally sensed that, pressing his heart, he cursed in a low voice, "He vomits blood again."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes slightly, looked at Feng Aotian's gloomy face, then rolled over and continued to sleep.
Feng Aotian looked sideways, looking at him in a lazy appearance, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he closed his eyes to calm his mind.
When the carriage stopped, Feng Aotian opened her eyes and walked out of the carriage, and saw an old woman and a young woman not far away.
Feng Aotian got out of the carriage and looked at the black-clothed man in front of him, standing with his hands behind him, "Since I'm here, you should let them go."
"You can let it go, but you will kill yourself." The man in black in front of him took a step forward and said coldly.
"I won't, would you give me a demonstration?" Feng Aotian shook his head and said to the man in black.
Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun twitched his mouth. Is it necessary to demonstrate suicide? That person is not stupid.
Hearing Feng Aotian's words, the man in black in front of him was furious, "Let you die, you will die, if you don't die, I will kill them."
Feng Aotian suddenly felt a little bored. Facing the group of idiots in front of her, she was obviously insulting her IQ, and she couldn't help but feel that where did the pretending Feng Aoyun find these fools.
"If you don't make a demonstration, how do I know myself? If that's the case, then you kill them." Feng Aotian spread his hands and then ignored them.
The man in black in front of him was obviously startled, and then signaled the hands of the people hiding in the dark, and with a big wave of his hand, they all attacked Feng Aotian.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth evoked an evil charm, and then he got into the carriage, "It's too boring outside, I leave it to you."
Xing Wuyun suddenly felt helpless, "Master, since you feel boring, why are you here? Don't you know, does the minister find it even more boring?"
Feng Aotian raised his foot, kicked him off the carriage, and said in a calm tone, "Let's go."
The driving guard responded, "Yes." Then he drove away in the carriage.
Xing Wuyun turned around and landed on the ground, looking at the men in black in front of him, rolled his eyelids, but the men in black persistently attacked the carriage.
Xing Wuyun whirled up, and then stood on the top of the carriage, and along the way, he folds a branch off. With a move of his wrist, he knocked down the attacking man in black to the ground, and then lay on the roof of the car with his mouth in his mouth Branch, humming a little song.
Feng Aotian leaned in the carriage, listening to the sound of swords and swords outside, the people in black had already been killed by the guards arranged by Feng Aotian, she took off the mask from her face, sure enough, she could not do too boring things .
The carriage gradually left. Just walking out of the woods, he saw a cold palm wind approaching the carriage. Feng Aotian immediately flew, and even Xing Wuyun on the roof of the car felt murderous. A whirled body fell on the ground.
With a "bang", the entire carriage was shattered, and Feng Aotian hung in the air, looking at the familiar face in front of her, a sneer evoked at the corner of her mouth, and then fell to the ground.
Xing Wuyun also fell, and threw the branch aside, leaning against the tree, looking like a good show.
"This king remembers that Brother Huang doesn't know how to martial arts." Feng Aotian stood with his hand holding his hand, staring coldly at Feng Aoyun in front of him.
"Feng Aotian, goodbye to the border, don't come here unharmed." Feng Aoyun put on a black robe, with coldness between her brows.
"Yes, I almost died in your hands." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "However, this time, it is still unknown who will kill him."
Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, "The first time I met you was not at the border gate."
"Really?" Feng Aotian looked at Feng Aoyun, "What is the relationship between you and Brother Huang?"
Feng Aoyun laughed loudly, "If I replace your emperor's life with your emperor brother's life, would you be willing?"
"The border gate has already been changed once, this time..." Feng Aotian looked at Feng Aoyun, "No."
"What if it's the secret of your life experience?" Feng Aoyun asked again.
"Do you think it is worthwhile to trade this king's life for this king's secret?" Feng Aotian laughed.
A cold light shattered from Feng Aoyun's eyes, "You have to think clearly."
"This king can only say that you are too naive." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Well, this king has no time to blow with you here."
Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes burst into a thick flame, then raised his eyes, and waved at her, Feng Aotian tapped his toes lightly, and met the wind of his palm. In an instant, the situation changed. Fallen leaves swept.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and stared at the two figures in front of him, his eyes flashed with a look that was not as public as before, but gloomy, his hands were wrapped around his chest, leaning against the tree, but there was no action.
Feng Aotian knew that the martial arts of the fake Feng Aoyun in front of her was comparable to her, and he had calculated that she would come, so he was waiting for her here, and now, she was spending too much money before. Now, she couldn't resist her internal strength, her eyes darkened, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Xing Wuyun hurriedly flew up, his clothes fluttering, and his sleeves lightly waving, slapped in the middle of the cohesive internal forces of the two, opening the palm of the two.
Feng Aotian stepped back abruptly, but Feng Aoyun just moved slightly, turning his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, and then attacked him.
Xing Wuyun took advantage of the situation, stroked both palms across his chest, forming a barrier in front of him, and then blocked Feng Aoyun's palm.
Feng Aotian turned to the ground, looked at the two people in front of him, and followed the example of Xing Wuyun, leaning against the tree with his hands around his chest, watching.
She looked at the continuous internal strength of the two people in front of her, and her eyes flashed coldly. The martial arts of these two people came from the same school, so, Xing Wuyun and this fake Feng Aoyun knew each other?
She couldn't help thinking about the secret of her life experience that Feng Aoyun had said. Suddenly she remembered the words of the mother concubine when she was dying. Could it be that he knew his identity as a woman? Thinking of this, her eyes shot a murderous intent, and then turned around and attacked Feng Aoyun with Xing Wuyun.
Feng Aoyun turned around, avoiding Feng Aotian's applause, and then flew away.
When she turned to the ground, she saw Xing Wuyun fall to the ground, standing in front of her.
"Come on, who is he?" Feng Aotian looked at him coldly and asked in a deep voice.
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, and was about to speak, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body fell backward.
A flash of condensation flashed in Feng Aotian's eyes, and then stretched out his hand to bring him into his arms, whistling lightly, and Aoxue drove over, she took him, flew on his horse, and the two left the woods in a flash.
Inside the palace, Feng Aoyun clutched his chest and walked into the palace.
Xing Zhiyan hurried forward, "Master, are you injured?"
"Get out." Feng Aoyun shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes." Xing Zhiyan looked at him with a gloomy expression, and quickly replied, and walked out.
Feng Aoyun sat on the soft couch, sitting cross-legged, but there was a deep hatred between his brows. He closed his lips tightly, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, he raised his head and screamed, waved his big hand, and moved him beside him. All the objects are broken.
Listening to the roar, Xing Zhiyan turned his eyes and looked at Guo Hui, "Didn't he go to confirm whether Feng Aotian was in a coma? How could he come back to look like this?"
"I don't know." Guo Hui shook his head, because all the men who went there were killed.
Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun back to the regent's palace, lowered his head and looked at the person leaning against her. He had known earlier that he was not so simple on the surface. He had never expected that he would surprise her so much.
Feng Aotian had a gloomy face, and went straight back to the bedroom, and saw that Mu Hanjin had just received her gong, and when she came back, she quickly got off the soft couch, "Master, what's the situation?"
"Just ask him." Feng Aotian threw Xing Wuyun directly on the soft couch, stretched out his hand, pulsed, and then raised him to heal his injuries.
Mu Hanjin stood aside, watching Feng Aotian always keep a cold face, and, with sweat on his forehead and blood on the corners of his mouth, she knew that Shi Cai was really doing it, and the martial arts of that fake Taishang must be in Above the regent.
He looked at Xing Wuyun again, thinking that something he didn't know must have happened, he regretted it a little, and Shicai didn't follow.
Thinking of this, he lowered his head and saw that the red line in his palm had disappeared, and he was suddenly relieved.
After about half an hour, Xing Wuyun gradually woke up and worked his own. Feng Aotian raised his eyes and retracted his internal strength, then got up, sat aside, and waited for him.
Mu Hanjin took out the silk handkerchief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, poured water and handed it to her.
Feng Aotian took the teacup and drank it in one sip, keeping his eyes on Xing Wuyun's body. If this guy dared to betray her, she would definitely break him into pieces.
Mu Hanjin looked at her, "Master, you are injured."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and shook his hand, but felt very cold, "Do you feel better now?"
"Well, it's better." Mu Hanjin sat aside and took her into her arms. "Is that fake Taishanghuang's martial arts superior to you?"
"It's the same as the master, but the loss of internal strength is too great for the master in the past few days." Feng Aotian continued, "It's him that gave the master a surprise."
Feng Aotian stared at Xing Wuyun in a daze, his eyes cold as frost, as if he wanted to penetrate Xing Wuyun.
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, let's talk about everything when he wakes up."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, that person feels like he's seen him somewhere."
"Where?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "His appearance is exactly the same as the first emperor, obviously not easily made."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "But, I just feel familiar."
Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian thoughtfully, as if thinking back, he gently patted her on the back, this person, no matter who it was, should be removed.
Xing Wuyun, who worked his own to heal his injuries, slowly recovered his merits, opened his eyes, and faced Feng Aotian's cold eyes with a bohemian smile at the corner of his mouth, "Master, why look at the minister like this?"
"Let's talk." Feng Aotian looked at him, "You and his martial arts are of the same school, what is your relationship with him?"
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