Chapter 88: Lord, don't come here

"Lord, General Mu has led his troops to the southwest, and General Leng has arrived at the border." Soul replied in a deep voice.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian leaned on the soft couch, thinking, "How far has the southwest spread?"
"Tomorrow it will completely spread to the entire southwest." The soul continued to reply.
"Well, after Yi Mu and Mu Hanyao's men and horses arrive, you will tell you to go down and proceed accordingly." Feng Aotian continued.
"Yes." Soul led his life.
Feng Aotian thought, looking at the current situation, the entire economy collapsed overnight, the southwest riots continued, and the two Huaihe Rivers had just subsided, and people in other places who wanted to revolt, or were buried deep in this place who wanted to kill her. People are also waiting for opportunities. She is now embarrassed on all sides. Even the capital and the regent's mansion are not peaceful.
Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu were sitting in the carriage. Yi Mu seemed very nervous. He hadn't stepped out of the palace for a long time. When he saw the crowds coming and going outside, he felt that there were still so many lively people alone. Right now.
"It's the same for my first return home, and so is Brother Leng." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu and said with a light smile.
Yi Mu glanced sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin, suddenly remembered what happened last night, and chuckled in a low voice, also dispelling the trace of sadness between his eyebrows, "After you were drunk last night, do you know what you did?"
Listening to Yi Mu's words, Mu Hanjin suddenly remembered what happened last night, and her face was immediately stained with an unnatural red, "What did you see again?"
"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless the cold rain and the wind. The rouge tears, the phase stays drunk, and when it is heavy, she grows and hates the water." Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin, "You have something wrong. Keep it from the prince."
Mu Hanjin was stunned, looking at him, and a small smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Everyone says you are too serious, but you don't know that you just see everything too transparently."
"It's just mediocre people who disturb themselves, lay people." Yi Mu smirked at himself.
Mu Hanjin looked at him, yes, is he not a mediocre person?
The two also occasionally talked and laughed, and unknowingly, they arrived at the General's Mansion. Yi Mu raised the curtain of the car and looked at the Yi Mansion in front of him. The two big characters, the corners of his mouth are shallow, but there are not many feelings. Instead, he turned his eyes and looked. Xiang Mu Hanjin, "Will you wait for me in the carriage, or go in with me?"
"I'll wait for you in the carriage." Mu Hanjin didn't want to see the touching scene of the long-lost reunion again. He wanted to go back to Mu's house later.
Yi Mu nodded, got out of the carriage, walked forward slowly, the curtain fell, Mu Hanjin leaned in the carriage, took out a book and looked at it quietly.
About an hour later, Yi Mu walked out surrounded by family members in the mansion. He still smiled like that, without any sadness or sorrow. His slightly sick body was light and light.
He got into the carriage and sat beside Mu Hanjin, looking at him, "It's always a person who has been reading for two years. Now that I see it, I don't feel any regrets anymore."
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at him. His words meant that after this farewell, they would no longer be seen in this life.
He looked at him, "Aren't you going to return to Yi Mansion?"
"Of course back." Yi Mu lay on his side and inside the carriage, took out a silk kerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was already weak, but now, after a long time of tossing, he is also a little tired.
"Then what you mean..." Mu Hanjin put down the scroll in his hand, looked at him, and saw that there was still a cloud of gloom between his eyebrows, but there was a clearness.
"I thought I would not be able to survive the past two years. Therefore, thinking about it day and night, it is enough to be able to meet them at home, and it is not in vain for me to walk in this world. Now, if I see it, it is a success. My wish for these two years is fulfilled." Yi Mu naturally knew that Mu Hanjin had thought of somewhere else, and chuckled in a low voice, "Will you return to Mu's house later? Anyway, you will be there after passing this street."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin breathed a sigh of relief, a light flashed between her eyebrows, then picked up the scroll and continued to look at it.
Yi Mu also took out a book immediately, flipping through it, "Are you an invigilator for this imperial examination?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "However, for this year's exam questions, the prince himself made the questions."
"I originally thought that the prince was just a tyrant. When the first emperor was there, there would be no other people in his eyes except the first emperor. At that time, the regent looked gloomy, but he would not do anything excessive. Since the first emperor died, she boarded the regent, and began to behave. Now, she has changed her temper again. I don't know that she still has such skills." Yi Mu said slowly while looking at the scroll.
After listening to Yi Mu's words, Mu Hanjin remembered the Supreme Emperor who lived in the palace. What happened between him and the prince?
Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin's thoughtful appearance, "Last night, the prince read the poem more closely than the one I chanted."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "When did you care about the prince's affairs."
"I just said it casually, I just think this person has become too fast." Yi Mu said slowly, raising his eyes to look at him, "If you really have something to hide from her, you'd better say it is right, otherwise, you will be She found out. With her temper, you have to weigh it carefully."
"It's a moment to be able to hide it for a while. For some things, it's better not to know than to know." Mu Hanjin tugged a bit of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and continued to look at the scroll.
After a while, the carriage stopped slowly. Mu Hanyao looked at Yi Mu and didn't mean to go down. He knew it without saying anything, got out of the carriage and stepped into the house.
When Mrs. Mu and Xia Diewu heard that Mu Hanjin had returned home, they greeted them happily. They saw the man in a purple official gown, handsome as jade, with a smile on his mouth, and came to them.
Mrs. Mu stepped forward and held Mu Hanjin's hand, "My son, how can I come back today?"
"My child visits my mother." Mu Hanjin stepped forward, helped Mrs. Mu, then turned around, went back to the house, and said, "I just sent Yi Mu back to the house. By the way, I remembered that I haven't come back to see my mother many days. Come and take a look."
"My old lady thought you came to see me on a special trip." Mrs. Mu looked at Mu Hanjin strangely and said.
Mu Hanjin smiled again, "Mother, I haven't come to visit my mother recently because of busy business affairs. I will come back often when I have time in the future."
"Okay, okay." Mrs. Mu nodded repeatedly, "I received a letter from your elder brother the other day."
"My eldest brother is guarding the border now, everything is well, mothers don't have to worry, as long as the mother's body is strong, it is the greatest blessing for the child and the elder brother." Mu Hanjin helped Mrs. Mu to sit down and sat down beside her again. , Said.
"Second cousin." Xia Diewu looked at Mu Hanjin and bowed gently, then took the tea from the maid and placed it in front of him, "Please drink tea."
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Xia Diewu. She only smiled. Instead of picking up the tea bowl, she asked, "Cousin Diewu, is there a match now?"
"Second cousin, Die Wu is not yet married." Xia Diewu replied shyly, listening to Mu Hanjin's questioning.
"If Diewu's cousin doesn't mind, the mother can decide the cousin's marriage?" Mu Hanjin asked tentatively.
Mrs. Mu thought that Mu Hanjin had gotten better and wanted to hire Xia Diewu. There was a smile between her eyes. Not only did she think so, but even Xia Diewu thought so.
"But it's up to my aunt." Xia Diewu also blushed, covering her flushed face with a silk kerchief.
Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, children and ministers are now in the regent palace. I am afraid that it is impossible to marry a wife in this life. Therefore, my cousin may not be able to bear it. If so, the mother can Finding a good relationship for the cousin, the child will prepare a generous dowry for the cousin."
After hearing this, Xia Diewu suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin in disbelief, then turned her eyes and looked at Mrs. Mu, tears streaming down her face.
When Mrs. Mu saw this, she looked at Mu Hanjin. She naturally knew her child’s temperament. These two children had the most stubborn tempers, especially Mu Hanjin, who looked gentle and elegant in appearance, but she was a stubborn temper. He made a decision, even if he was killed, it would not change.
She turned her eyes and sighed faintly, "Did you really decide?"
"Exactly." Mu Hanjin stood up and saluted Mrs. Mu respectfully, "Mother, the child is not filial."
Mrs. Mu also experienced the pain of separation between husband and wife, mother and child, and was also a person who had experienced strong winds and waves. Of course, she knew the powerful relationship between them. She helped Mu Hanjin up,
Now, old woman, I don’t expect anything. Just hope that you and your elder brother are safe."
Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with tears, and she looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, the child makes mother sad."
Mrs. Mu turned her eyes, looked at Xia Diewu, and patted her hand, "Die Wu, your second cousin has his troubles, you understand the aunt's thoughts, but at that time, the aunt was ashamed. with you."
"Auntie, it's Diewu's wishful thinking." Xia Diewu got up, looked at Mu Hanjin with tears, and then slightly blessed her body before turning to escape.
Mu Hanjin looked at Mrs. Mu, "Mother, my cousin is also a boudoir girl. If you stay in the house, you will inevitably be talked about. These days, your mother will prepare and send her back."
"Okay." Mrs. Mu nodded her head, very clear in her heart.
"The boy left and came to visit his mother another day." Mu Hanjin gave another salute, and then got up and left.
Xia Diewu stood by the door, looking at Mu Hanjin's leaving figure, her fingers twisting the silk kerchief, her eyes flashed ruthlessly, she couldn't admit defeat like this, no matter how much she paid, she would get him.
Mu Hanjin could also feel that Xia Diewu had not left, and the resentment overflowing from her eyes could be felt more clearly. He couldn't help shaking his head. Why was she so persistent?
He walked out of Mu's house by himself, got into the carriage, looked at Yi Mu, "Let's go."
Yi Mu raised his eyes and saw a flash of sadness in his eyes, "Why, something unpleasant happened?"
"Well, but it's solved." Mu Hanjin came this time to explain the matter, because he didn't want to cause the prince to misunderstand him because of this irrelevant person.
Yi Mu pursed his thin lips, without asking more, lowered his head and continued to look at the scroll.
The two were also speechless all the way, each flipping through the scrolls, and then returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion.
At this time, Lan Jingshu was stopped by Mrs. Lan. The family hugged each other and cried.
He raised his eyes helplessly and looked at his father on one side, "Father, now you have no officials and are lighter, but you are much more relaxed than before."
"Naturally, you don't have to worry about living with trepidation." Lan Feng looked at the son in front of him. Since the last time he met him in Chaotang, now he can look at him properly.
"My son, how can you live well in the Prince Regent's Mansion?" Lan Feng asked quietly.
Lan Jingshu smiled warmly. If it were before, he would reply without hesitation, what is meant by life is better than death, he has thoroughly experienced it in the Regent Palace, but now?
He whispered, "I just returned to Beijing, and there are still affairs to be done, which is much busier than before."
Lan Feng knew that he didn't want to mention the past, and didn't want to ask more. Now, I just hope that he can live better in the palace. It's a pity that the fate of Feng Country now lies in the hands of the Regent. Even the Supreme Emperor who suddenly came back to life is powerless.
Lan Jingshu comforted Mrs. Lan, then got up, said goodbye to her parents, and returned to the regent's palace.
The three of them happened to meet at the gate of the palace, got out of the carriage, smiled at each other, raised their eyes, and looked at the high-profile plaque in front of them, but without the fear of the past, they entered the palace with ease.
Feng Aotian was washing Feng Yinqi's body, fed the medicine, took the silk kerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and saw three men slowly walking outside the palace. They had different personalities, but they were all extremely seductive. , I'm afraid that standing in the street like this will make people look at the handsome man who doesn't want to remove his eyes.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then sat on the soft couch, watching the three of them enter together, "Master!"
"Did you discuss it?" Feng Aotian asked casually.
"I just met." Mu Hanjin smiled forward, took the silk kerchief in her hand, turned her eyes, and looked at Feng Yinqi in the inner hall, "Master, why don't you wait for the minister to come back and bathe for the emperor." "
"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Since they are all here, let's have a meal together."
"Yes." The three answered immediately, without saying much.
The four of them stopped dinner, and Yi Mu retire first.
Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing walked into the study and reviewed the memorials. Now, with an additional helper, the memorials piled up in front of them, the reviewing is much faster.
Feng Aotian was walking into the study, and she heard a cold breath falling outside. She turned around and walked to the door of the bedroom, and saw Feng Aoyun standing outside.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Why did the emperor come here?"
Listening to the voice, Mu Hanjin stopped the Zhubi, then got down on the soft bed and went out.
Lan Jingshu raised his head and looked at Mu Hanjin's expression. He also put down Zhu Bi, got on the soft couch, and followed out.
Feng Aoyun looked sideways, looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu who came out of the study, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Emperor, you can forget that you promised to accompany me to the valley in the palace the day before."
Feng Aotian just remembered this, and looked at him, "Do you have to go?"
"Yeah." Feng Aoyun nodded and looked at her, "This is also the last time I want to take you to a place."
She looked at Feng Aoyun, there was a deep sadness flashing in those warm eyes, her mind shook, and then she walked out.
"Master..." Mu Hanjin stepped forward and called her softly.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Don't worry, I will be back later."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, watching her turn around and step out of the palace, his body took a step back slightly.
Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanjin like this, "Do you know something?"
"I'm just a little scared." Mu Hanjin held his heart, a little flustered, he raised his eyes and looked at the two leaving figures, "I will go back." As he said, tapped his toes and chased him up.
Lan Jingshu watched Mu Hanjin's leaving figure in a flash, his eyes flashed dim, then turned around, walked to the study, sat on the soft couch, and continued to review the memorial.
Feng Aotian flew towards the valley with Feng Aoyun. After half an hour, the two of them entered the valley. Feng Aoyun was dressed in a navy blue shirt with a smile on the corners of her mouth, and her temperament was as gentle as jade. With the extraordinary face of Yi, he immediately dropped, turned his eyes, and looked at her, "It has been a long time in the future, and there is still no change here."
Feng Aotian looked at him, couldn't help feeling suspicious, and then walked forward slowly with his footsteps. This road is different from the road she took with Mu Hanjin last time, but a very quiet, everywhere The cherry trees were planted, and she raised her eyes, seeing that the weather nowadays can't bloom the cherry blossoms, but, why are they full of cherry blossoms now?
Feng Aoyun looked at Feng Aotian, "Do you remember what I said?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "These cherry blossoms?"
"I made a special trip from Nuancheng." Feng Aoyun said with a smile.
"When?" Feng Aotian felt unpleasant that his territory was occupied by others, and there was still a place where all the memories of this predecessor existed.
"Yesterday." Feng Aoyun looked at the cherry blossom tree in front of her, "You took your man and left in front of me like this, so I came to have a look alone."
Feng Aotian looked at his expression and fell into doubt, "Who are you?"
"Life will never be separated from generation to generation." Feng Aoyun laughed, spinning around, and hitting the twenty cherry trees around him with his palms as his body rotated. The cherry blossoms vibrated, and the sky full of cherry blossoms fell with the wind. The emperor, you told me that the cherry blossoms represent the undivided life forever."
Feng Aotian's figure shook, she raised her eyes to look at the cherry blossoms falling in front of her, and the scene at the time appeared in her mind. She was only seven years old at the time. Back then, the mother and concubine were still alive, and she always held her sitting on the cherry blossoms. Under the tree, he said softly, "Tian'er, if you meet your beloved person in the future, take him under the cherry blossom tree and tell him that the cherry blossoms represent the inseparability from life to life."
Then, she took the emperor brother to this valley and came to the cherry blossom tree. Then, she knocked down the cherry blossoms, and the sky was full of falling cherry blossoms. She pointed at the cherry blossoms and looked at the gentle face of the emperor brother, " , This cherry blossom represents the inseparability from life to life."
At that time, she simply wanted to stay with the emperor's brother and wanted to stay with him for the rest of her life. However, later, she found that her heart had become different. In her eyes, there would be no one else except him. , Watching him get married and holding another woman's hand, his smile never belongs to her.
She took a step back, leaned against the cherry tree, raised her eyes, and looked at him, "Who are you anyway?"
"I am Feng Aoyun, your emperor brother." Feng Aoyun stared at Feng Aotian blankly and said.
auzw.com Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, suddenly flew forward, raised his hand, and pinched his neck, "You are not."
"If I am not, why do you know these pasts?" Feng Aoyun still stood in place, meeting her cold eyes.
"You are definitely not." Feng Aotian is certain, although she knows that what he said is true, but her instinct is definitely not wrong.
Feng Aoyun stepped forward slightly, Feng Aotian's wrists pressed hard, pinching his neck, he continued to step forward, raised his palm, and tore off his clothes, a plum blossom birthmark on his chest caught her eye.
As soon as she loosened her wrist, Feng Aotian held her tightly in her arms. He hugged her tightly, feeling the familiar breath on her body, and sighed in a low voice, "You know, how I have lived these years Yes? Do you know how much I hate you over the years? Do you know how much I love you over the years?"
Feng Aotian was held tightly by him, her eyes flashed coldly, but she could hear the strong heart through the clothes, she was really confused? Why, this person has such a familiar aura, who is he?
The cherry blossoms fell with the wind, spreading the whole ground into pink, and the bright moonlight reflected their figures. Feng Aoyun released her, then lowered her head and kissed her lips.
Mu Hanjin fell to the ground, looking at the picture in front of him, but he felt so dazzling, there were faint tears in his eyes, like a jade face, full of sadness, she still returned to the person's side ? Does she want herself? He turned lonely and flew away.
Feng Aotian pushed him abruptly, staring at him harshly, "I don't believe it." After he said, turned around and left.
Feng Aoyun stared at her leaving figure, he lowered his head, took out the dagger, and pierced the plum blossom birthmark on his chest. The blood dripped down the dagger to the ground, dyeing the cherry blossoms red.
Feng Aotian turned around and fell in front of him, looking at him, "What are you doing?"
"Don't you believe it?" Feng Aoyun lowered his eyes and looked directly at her, "I will prove it to you now." As he said, the birthmark was dug out when he moved his wrist.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "You are not him."
"Why?" Feng Aoyun paused, looking at the persistence in her eyes.
"Brother emperor will never do anything to hurt me, and he will never treat himself like this, making me look sad." Feng Aotian took a step back and said coldly, "You are not him."
"Really?" Feng Aoyun raised his eyes, "Yes, how could I be him? He is dead, already dead in your heart."
Feng Aotian was startled again. This person was too familiar but strange. She turned around and stopped looking at him, "That's it for tonight. In your heart, I'm just a within your plan. "
"No." Feng Aoyun looked at her, "You want me to desperately want to destroy the dream that I don't want to think of."
Feng Aotian turned her eyes, looked at him deeply, then turned and flew away, she just felt the breath of Han Jin.
The night was very cold, Mu Hanjin staggered in the woods, a gust of wind blew through, messing up his blue silk, he raised his eyes, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the corner of his mouth was cold. In her heart, He was just a lonely person who accompanied her. It is ridiculous that he gave her all his heart. Didn't he know everything? Why, seeing such a picture, still feel heartache, or even jealous?
He walked step by step, but felt that the long road was long, no matter how far he could go, he stretched out his hand and supported the big tree beside him, finally leaning weakly.
A cold wind swept past, and he saw dozens of people in black standing in front of him, with bloodthirsty murderous aura pervading him. He raised his eyes and looked at the man in black in front of him. With a wave, the fallen leaves flew like a sharp sword to the man in black. He spun around and stood on a big tree, staring at the corpse lying under his feet with lonely eyes.
Feng Aotian fell down immediately, and saw the dead man in black on the ground. She raised her eyes and faced Mu Hanjin's cold eyes. She tapped her toes and flew up.
Mu Hanjin looked at her who was flying towards him. He opened his arms and leaned forward, and then fell down like this. The cold wind blows away his robe and green silk. His jade-like face seems to be plated. The upper layer is bright, with soft light.
Feng Aotian flew up, whirled in midair, caught his falling body, and embraced him in his arms, turning around, he still smiled faintly, watching her.
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, and couldn't wait to swallow him alive. She realized at this moment that in his bones, there was such a loneliness that made her distressed.
The two fell gracefully, Feng Aotian pushed him away, staring at him fiercely, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, and then stepped forward, pushing her onto the tree trunk behind him, bowed his head, kissed her lips, hard. Biting the ground.
Feng Aotian opened his eyes wide, and he kept his eyes open all the time, watching her. She unconsciously wrapped his thin but tight waist and deepened the kiss.
There was a few cool breeze, the moon shadow was whirling, Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, bowed his head, raised his palm, and carefully rubbed his fingers, "Now it's becoming more presumptuous. This is the first time you have never treated him. Polite?"
Mu Hanjin lowered her head and leaned her head on her shoulder, "Master, is he in your heart forever irreplaceable?"
Feng Aotian was silent. In the heart of this predecessor, what Feng Aoyun meant, that was all of her, but what about the person who occupied her body? Feng Aoyun was just a person in her memory. Maybe, because the real Feng Aotian melted him into her own bones and blood, she would feel distressed whenever she saw him.
"It used to be, now it is not." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Perhaps, one day, you will become an irreplaceable person in your Lord's heart."
"How long will it take to wait until that day?" Mu Hanjin looked at her. He was afraid that he would not have time to enter her heart, so he would leave with full of regret.
"It may not be too far, it may be a long time." Feng Aotian doesn't know when, her heart is still cold now, but she needs someone to warm her, but when will it really be warm?
Mu Hanjin was silent, he embraced her, the two leaned on the tree, looked up at the moonlight in front of them.
Inside the palace, Feng Aoyun walked into the bedroom with a pale face.
Xing Zhiyan looked at such Feng Aoyun and quickly stepped forward, "Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Feng Aoyun turned her eyes and looked at Xing Zhiyan, "I ask you, have you ever truly loved Feng Aoyun?"
Xing Zhiyan was taken aback for a moment, looked at him, looked down, "Yes, but..."
"Okay, you can withdraw." Feng Aoyun waved his hand, then turned and entered the inner hall.
Xing Zhiyan stared at Feng Aoyun's figure, and the corner of her mouth was bitter, but he never had her place in his heart, so she hated him so much, and hated the person in his heart even more.
Feng Aoyun just lay on the phoenix couch, raised her eyes, looked at the top of the sky, and stroked her chest, "After the country of Feng is destroyed, can I accompany you to hell?"
When Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin returned to the bedroom, they saw Xing Wuyun knocking on Erlang’s legs, leaning on the soft couch, watching them both come back, and then at the slightly swollen lips of the two of them. Huan, don't remember to wipe your mouth."
Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat next to him, and looked at him, "Wei Zimo is really capable and can tell Feng Country all over the night to close all the industries he belongs to."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "He is the way he is, and the minister is helpless."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "You said, what if the Lord grabs all his property?"
"Feng's industry is only rare to him. Anyway, there are three big countries and eleven small countries." Xing Wuyun looked very tired, a lazy appearance.
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and raised his wrist, grasping the pulse, "infected with wind and cold."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded, and then drew his wrist from Feng Aotian's hand. I don't know why, but now she feels uncomfortable when she touches it like this.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and instructed Father Feng, "Go and prepare soup."
"Yes." Feng Gonggong responded, and then sent someone to prepare.
Mu Hanjin turned around and went back to the study. Watching Lan Jingshu was still reviewing the notes, he sat on the opposite side, picked up a memorial, and flipped through it.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and was busy again.
Feng Aotian sat beside him, "Why is it so quiet today?"
"Patient." Xing Wuyun replied lazily. I don't know why. Now, when I see her, I don't know what to say, but he keeps running towards her.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, and then followed his example, reclining on the soft couch, closing his eyes and resting.
Xing Wuyun tilted her head and looked at her face, looks, um, it's a good look, skin, pampered, naturally it is very good, the figure is a bit weak, but it is tough, how do you look, How did he look like a handsome and elegant man, he remembered, how did she feel so soft when she leaned on her back?
He blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes, raised his hand, and slowly stretched out towards Feng Aotian's chest, but when he was about to touch him, he was knocked out by Feng Aotian's palm.
Xing Wuyun lowered his head, looked at his red palm, raised his eyes and looked at her, "The prince is too stingy."
"Stingy?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then stood up, holding his chin with one hand, tilting his head and looking at him, "You are bold, dare to take advantage of the master."
"Isn't it not accounted for?" Xing Wuyun felt a little lost. If he was accounted for and beaten, that would be fine. Now, oh... he couldn't help sighing.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "If you do, your hand will be useless."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, then leaned back on the soft couch, "The minister knew he was wrong."
"Who said last night not to underestimate you?" Feng Aotian remembered the situation last night, and said with a smile, "You went to rush away from your master last night, what did you do?"
"Fire." Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, gritted his teeth and replied, "The prince, in the future, you can never treat the minister like this, the prince's hospitality, the minister can't bear it."
Feng Aotian laughed, then stepped forward and approached, stretched out his hand, and drew up the blue silk that he had attached to his chest, "Then how should I treat you?"
Xing Wuyun stepped back like a ghost, holding his chest with both hands, watching her warily, "Master, don't come over."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, then returned to the original place, leaning on the soft couch, "Drink the soup."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and saw that Father Feng had already entered the dormitory with the soup, he was deeply relieved, then got up, took the soup bowl, drank the soup in one gulp, and then poured it on the soft couch. .
Feng Aotian covered his body with the brocade on one side, "Just rest."
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun replied lightly. When sleepiness struck, he fell asleep peacefully.
Feng Aotian then got up, walked to the study, and saw Mu Hanjin sitting where she used to sit, while Lan Jingshu was sitting with her back to her, she stepped forward, and Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at with a smile. He held her, and then moved inward a bit, she got on the soft couch and sat beside him.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and was about to salute, "Fine, now, what happened to the Lord and you?"
"My lord, these ministers have already reviewed them, and you should read them first." This is also the first time that Lan Jingshu has done a memorial review, so Mu Hanjin does not need to be familiar with it.
Feng Aotian took the memorial and looked at it carefully, then picked up the royal pen, approved the word "quasi", and then flipped it through.
Mu Hanjin looked sideways, looking at her face, a gentle flash of light in her eyes, and then the three of them focused on reviewing the memorial.
In Wuyue Kingdom, Qiuwei is coming, but Ye Meixi has no intention of going there, he is a dispensable existence.
"His Royal Highness, Qiu Wei is ready. Three days later, Prince Shi brought a message and told you to participate." Xiang Han reminded.
"Yeah." Ye Meixi looked at Xianghan, "What is he thinking?"
"His Royal Highness, the prince is afraid that he will attack you again." Chu Xia guessed from the side.
Ye Meixi was only wearing a coat, lying lazily on the bed, her beautiful eyes drifting, "Is the third prince done?"
"His Royal Highness, the beauty of the last time, the servant girl has ordered someone to sneak into the Three Princes' Mansion." Xiang Han replied in a low voice.
"Yeah." Ye Meixi nodded, "Can there be any movement in the second prince's autumn season?"
"The second prince doesn't seem to care about this Qiuwei, and these few days have really stopped." Chuxia quickly replied.
The corner of Ye Meixi's mouth evokes a charming and enchanting smile, "The calmer, the more problematic."
"His Royal Highness means that the second prince is going to do it?" Xiang Han's eyes flickered, and then asked.
"Well, staring at the second prince secretly, the prince is not stupid, you must wait for the second prince to enter the set, you send someone to help secretly, even if the second prince fails, you can't let him just like that." Ye Meixi said casually. "Otherwise, how should I sing the next play?"
"Yes, the maidservant understands." Xiang Han nodded in response.
She stood on one side in the early summer, watching Ye Meixi playing with a piece of warm jade, thinking that Wuyue Kingdom does not have such superior mutton fat white jade, she couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, this warm jade is a rare thing in Wuyue Kingdom."
"Yeah." Ye Meixi smiled lightly, her eyes flashed faintly and softly, and she was carrying thick longing. Touching it, it was as if she had been by her side and never left.
At the border, according to Mu Hanyao’s previous deployment, Leng Qianye returned from patrol and stepped into the camp. Then he picked up the military book and looked at it. The handwriting on it was very beautiful, but it was vigorous and powerful. The handwriting is very sharp.
Suddenly, there was a noise from outside the camp. He quickly got up and walked out. He saw many torches in the distance. Jibai hurried over, "General, there is movement over Qiguo."
Leng Qianye thought that Mu Hanyao had just left, took away the horses, and Qiguo heard the wind and moved. This was inevitably too coincidental. His eyes flashed with coldness, pressing the sword, riding the horse, and rushing to the pass.
He walked up to the tower and saw Qiguo's men and horses standing under the tower. Looking at Leng Qianye above, the man in the lead laughed, "Leng Qianye, haven't seen him for two years, don't come here without any problems."
Leng Qianye lowered his head and looked at the man in front of him. He looked handsome, with coldness in his brows and eyes, staring straight at him, very provocative.
"Fu Han, don't come to nothing." Leng Qianye did not expect that he had just returned to the border, and the first stop was to fight his old opponent. His indifferent eyes also shot a cold light. This battle is inevitable.
"General, let the general play." Jibai quickly said from the side.
"I will come in person." Leng Qianye raised the sword in his hand, then tapped his toe lightly, and fell from the tower, looking at Fu Han in front of him, "The battle between you and me has really begun."
"Haha, I heard today that you went back to the border, so you came to see it in person to confirm that the next day will be long." Fu Han laughed again, then waved his hand, turned the horse's head, and left with the team.
Leng Qianye looked at Fu Han's leaving figure, a flash of coldness in his eyes, and then flew around and landed on the tower, looking at Jibai beside him, "The formation of suitable talents must be practiced."
"Yes." Jibai quickly responded.
After Feng Aotian reviewed the last memorial, he raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "It's the second watch now. Tomorrow's morning, so let's rest earlier."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jing answered, and the three of them walked out of the study.
Xing Wuyun was lying on the soft couch, his handsome face was dyed red, and his brows were furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something and couldn't break free.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu, "Go take a bath."
"The minister retires." Lan Jingshu then bowed respectfully, and then withdrew from the bedroom.
Mu Hanjin stepped into the inner hall, and after reaching the screen, she pulled off her clothes and sank into the bathtub.
Feng Aotian stepped forward to Xing Wuyun's face, and saw that he was still dreaming and sweating all over. She stretched out her hand to cover his forehead, but was dragged by Xing Wuyun's hand, and her body fell straight on him.
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