Chapter 157: Jagged tenderness (two more)

Seeing that he had been obedient a lot, Feng Aotian lowered his head and sucked out the poisonous blood from the wound on his body. Then, he cleaned the wound, applied good medicine, bandaged it, and looked at the meteor, "Take three Come over the teacup."
Meteor looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, you want to cut your blood again?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "How do you know it's not the first time for you?"
"Every time you cut your blood, I can feel it, it's really painful." Meteor shivered when he thought of it.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Not going yet."
Meteor lowered his head, slowly took the tea cup, and held it in both hands.
Feng Aotian took out the dagger from his arms, raised his hand, and cut it to the wrist, but was held by a big hand. Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "If you don't want to die, please behave yourself."
Mu Hanyao shook his head, looking at the two shallow scars on her wrist, "The emperor, no."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, sealed his chapped lips, and whispered, "Do you want to die or live?"
Mu Hanyao opened his eyes and looked at her. At this moment, he wanted to live. He had never had such a desire to live well, but he felt sorry for her even more.
When Feng Aotian was stunned, he swiped a dagger on his wrist, and blood dripped into the teacup. It was distressed when the shooting star looked at it, and even the little white snake's eye circles were also tearful. If you can let it replace it. .
Mu Hanyao watched the blood drip from her white wrist into the teacup, his heart dripping with blood at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, and Mu Hanyao was suffocated with pain. Feng Aotian put away his wrists, tapped the acupuncture points, took the teacup with his other hand, and handed the teacup to the corner of his mouth, "I’m going to drink , Not a single drop left."
Mu Hanyao opened his mouth with difficulty, raised his eyes, and looked at her all the time. When a smell came on his face, he closed his eyes, no one knew, the tears in his eyes at this moment.
He swallowed the blood in the teacup in one gulp, and the blood ran across his throat, but it was stinging. After drinking three cups, he resisted the pain in his heart, opened his eyes and looked at her.
Feng Aotian lifted Jin to cover his body, raised his hand, and stroked his increasingly thin face due to hard work these days, "Go to sleep."
Mu Hanyao couldn't bear to close his eyes, looked at her stubbornly, lowered his head, and looked at the wound on his wrist that had been bandaged by the meteor. If he could, he would rather use his own blood to replace the lost blood on her.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, holding his somewhat stiff hand, "Still not sleeping?"
Mu Hanyao was still looking at her, his deep eyes, revealing the darkness of the dark moon, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and his chest couldn't help but undulate.
Meteor looked at Mu Hanyao, and pulled the little white snake off the bed, pulled it into his arms, and then walked out.
The little white snake leaned on the snake's head and kept looking at Feng Aotian until he walked out of the house, it still couldn't bear to look back.
Meteor sat on the stone steps outside the house, supporting his chin in one hand and holding the little white snake in the other, "Let's stay here now."
Listening to Meteor's words, the little white snake knew that now, when they entered, it was interrupting their time alone, leaning in Meteor's arms, and had an urge to cry.
Meteor remembered the thrills of Shi Cai, and now he still felt scared, and looked at the little white snake, "It will be better if you restore your human form, so that the Holy Lord will not cut blood anymore."
Little White Snake nodded, thinking about Feng Ao Tianshi's blood cut, it also felt panic.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Lord this injury is nothing compared to your life."
Mu Hanyao raised his hand, stroked her cheek with a thickly callused palm, and then pressed her into his arms, holding her with all the strength he recovered, and said in a deep voice, "In the future, no Blood is cut again."
She didn't know how painful his heart was when she was cutting the blood. It was the kind of piercing pain that made him want to cramp and peel her bones, and she didn't want her to suffer a little bit.
Listening to Mu Hanyao's dumb voice, Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked the edge of his chest with his fingertips, "There is still strength to speak."
Mu Hanyao was injured in one arm and one leg, but he still endured the pain, turned Feng Aotian over, pushed him down on his side, and embraced her with his undamaged arm. In his arms, he pulled up the quilt and covered them, he whispered, "Go to sleep."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You are more courageous now, you dare to command the Lord."
Mu Hanyao turned his head, looked at her, lowered his head, and touched her lips lightly, "The emperor does not sleep, nor the minister."
Feng Aotian was startled, blinking his eyes, Feng's eyes were bright, looking at him, then closing his eyes, "Okay, sleep."
Mu Hanyao watched her sleeping face with a faint smile in the corners of her eyes, then closed her eyes, finally unable to resist fatigue and fell asleep, but the strong arm still embraced her without a trace of relaxation. .
Feng Aotian looked at him, never knowing that when he was still so overbearing, she couldn't help being a little dumb, but she liked the feeling of being held so much by him. It was safe and practical.
With this feeling, Feng Aotian slept very comfortably, until the next morning, when she woke up, she looked at Mu Hanyao in her eyes, she got up slightly, raised her hand, covered his forehead, and then took his pulse. .
Mu Hanyao looked at her uncomfortably. At this moment, he wanted to indulge once, no matter what her identity is, no matter she is a man, no matter the secular prejudice, he just wants to guard her well, he holds Holding her uninjured hand, he gently pulled her against her body, lowered her head, kissed her lips, and gently sucked in.
His movements are very soft and light. Although he has done this many times before, he is still a little clumsy, but, that's it, he still cherishes this lingering kiss with the most gentleness he has ever had.
Feng Aotian opened her eyes, met Mu Hanyao's dark eyes, and stroked his blue silk lightly, his heavy breath sprayed on her crystal clear face, dyed with a faint blush, she wanted to turn over and dominate. , But he was tightly imprisoned, unable to move.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you know what you are doing now?"
Mu Hanyao lowered his head, leaned against her neck, and said in a low voice, "Does the emperor know what the minister wants to do now?"
Feng Aotian looked at the gloomy and unclear emotions flashing in his eyes. For the first time, she saw strong possession in his eyes, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "The Lord hadn't expected it. A leopard."
Mu Hanyao lowered her head and bit her earlobe fiercely, her voice was dull and magnetic, "The emperor, the minister is going crazy."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his back, letting him lean against her tightly. She could clearly hear his strong heartbeat and the thick, gushing breath.
"You." Feng Aotian whispered.
Mu Hanyao leaned on her, but he felt at ease and peace of mind that he had never done so before.
Feng Aotian allowed him to hold him. Perhaps, this was his inner anxiety and fear, and only in this way could he truly feel her existence.
After a long time, Mu Hanyao slowly lay on one side, Feng Aotian leaned on his side, propped his head with one hand, and played with the blue silk on his chest with the other, staring at him, "Alright?"
Mu Hanyao turned sideways, turned his back to her, and did not speak.
Feng Aotian encircled his waist from his back, and put his face on his broad back, "Master has never seen you when you have a temper."
Mu Hanyao's body froze, opened his eyes, just looking forward, thoughtfully, what is between them? What is he in her heart? When he is injured, she will come here without hesitation, but she is just as good to everyone. Sometimes, he doesn't understand, what is going on? What are you jealous of? However, he just wants to be more domineering, stronger, want to pull her into his arms, want to hold her, want her to stay by his side, but these thoughts are between him and her. The gap between them will never cross below the gap and be eliminated.
No matter how strong his heart is, but facing her like this, it always becomes extremely soft. What are they doing like this?
Feng Aotian didn't know what he was thinking, but she understood that Mu Hanyao's mind was more fluctuating than usual now.
"The emperor, what is a minister to you?" Mu Hanyao was thinking about all the things he had with her, the initial defense, hatred, helplessness, and later attraction, love, and inability to extricate himself until yesterday's deep sinking. He understood that he was hopeless.
Feng Aotian was slightly startled, is she really too greedy? She didn't want to hurt everyone, but eventually hurt everyone.
She tried to get close to him, warming each other, but didn't know how to answer.
Mu Hanyao sighed quietly, no matter what they were, he would still guard her, even in this life and this life, she could not completely belong to him.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, smashed his body, and asked him to look at himself, "You are irreplaceable in the heart of the Lord."
Mu Hanyao took a bite and looked at her. Maybe he was afraid, afraid that she was only interested in him for a while, afraid that he would lose her one day, so endless waiting and expectation, He felt extremely tired.
Mu Hanyao raised his hands and painted her face without saying a word. For a long time, the depressed emotions broke out in an instant. He bowed his head and kissed her lips forcefully, just wanting to vent from these days. The fear that comes.
Meteor and Little White Snake sat outside all night. Now, the sky is bright, but there is no movement in the house. Little White Snake looked at Meteor and blinked its eyes.
Meteor looked at the little white snake, blinking his bright eyes, one person and one snake, you look at me, I look at you, to resolve the inner depression.
A pink figure fell and stood in front of the meteor, then squatted, looking at him.
Meteor raised his head, looked at the person in front of her, and saw her in the dust, while Xiao Bai Snake recognized the person in front of her at a glance, and then said, "She chased Ling Shuangxue yesterday."
Meteor looked at the woman in front of him, "Who are you?"
"Feng Qianning." Feng Qianning replied with a smile looking at the meteor.
Meteor tilted his head and looked at Feng Qianning, "The Holy Lord is not awake yet."
"It's okay, I'll wait for her." Feng Qianning also sat down beside Meteor, looking into the distance.
Meteor looked at Feng Qianning, and then said, "Your martial arts are good."
Feng Qianning chuckled again, "so-so."
auzw.com Meteor thinks this person is interesting. He prefers such a frank person to that Ling Shuangxue.
Little White Snake looked at Feng Qianning and wanted to ask Ling Shuangxue where he had gone, but felt that this matter had little to do with him, so he leaned in Meteor's arms and waited.
Feng Aotian got up and got off the bed, while Mu Hanyao lay quietly on the bed, but the light in his eyes followed her, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Over the years, today is the time when he laughed the most.
People who have been cold for too long laughed, like a thousand years of melting ice and snow, with a faint coolness, refreshing, after Feng Aotian washed his face, he looked sideways and looked at him, "What do you want to eat?"
Mu Hanyao looked at her, but looked at her with a small smile, "Everything is fine."
Feng Aotian leaned over, dropped a light kiss on his forehead, turned around, left the inner hall, pushed open the door, and saw one big and one small sitting on the stone steps, she leaned on her side, leaning against the door , Looking at the scene in front of him, said with a smile, "The scenery is good today?"
Hearing the sound, Meteor quickly got up from the stone steps. After sitting for too long, his buttocks became a bit numb. When he got up, Meteor couldn't help frowning, and then ran to Feng Aotian, raising his head, watching Said to her, "Holy Lord, Meteor is wrong."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted his head, "Okay, go and prepare food for the Lord."
Meteor stopped the cry of crying, nodded hurriedly, turned around, ran away without a trace, ran to the restaurant in one breath, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, "Send your best meal to the yard."
The shopkeeper looked at the meteor and was naturally familiar with it. As soon as he heard that it was being sent to the train, his complexion became stiff, and he immediately responded, and then ordered someone to prepare.
"This little son, I heard that the Emperor of Fengqi Kingdom is the one who lives in the yard now, but really?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile, looking at the meteor.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't know." Meteor Shicai was still smiling brightly, and quickly pulled down his face, staring at the shopkeeper, as if to eat him.
The shopkeeper did not expect that a baby had such a cold eyes, and quickly took a step back, "Don't be surprised, the little one is just curious."
"What is there to be curious about." Meteor rolled his head and stopped talking.
The shopkeeper was boring to ask, so he stopped asking, but ordered someone to prepare the meal. After a while, it was installed, and Meteor ordered the person to take it with him.
The shopkeeper watched Meteor leave, quickly turned around, and returned to the house. He saw a man in a bright red shirt sitting in the house. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Master, Emperor Feng Qi is really walking around."
"Yeah." The man in red nodded slightly, and then got up, "I will deliver the best three meals a day in the restaurant on time. Can you find out who caused you to poison?"
"It's the prime minister of Wuyue Kingdom, Ling Shuangxue. Yesterday, Mu Hanyao was tricked, and she did it, but Ling Shuangxue seems to be missing." The shopkeeper quickly replied.
"Go ahead, if you have any news, even if you report it." The man in red stood up, walked out of the house, and flew away.
The shopkeeper looked at the person who left, wiping the sweat from his forehead, thinking that his master suddenly came before it was light this morning, thinking that something big had happened, but unexpectedly, it was for such a small matter.
The visitor was Wei Zimo. At this moment, he was landing on the eaves not far from the corridor, watching the door wide open, Feng Aotian was helping Mu Hanyao to get up, and she was sitting beside him with the porridge. , Feeding him porridge personally, the atmosphere in the house was very warm, really envied by others, his cold eyes flashed a faint light, and then flew away.
Feng Qianning and Meteor were sitting at the table eating their meals. She sensed the indifferent breath, followed her eyes, and saw a bright red flying away. Obviously, she recognized who it was at a glance. A weird smile came up at the corner of his mouth.
Meteor looked at Feng Qianning with a sly smile, and hurriedly moved forward, "You smile so treacherously."
Feng Qianning looked at the meteor and quickly reduced her smile, "Is it too obvious?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, and then stopped asking her, but used the meal for himself.
Mu Hanyao sat on the bed, looked at Feng Aotian, and ate the porridge she personally fed him bit by bit. His heart seemed to be flowing with a warm current that could not be melted. He was always a man of iron and blood, but he never knew it. , It turns out that the hundred-refining steel is turned into a soft finger, which is so lingering.
Feng Aotian looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "How come I think you are getting stupid when I see you this time."
Mu Hanyao paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.
Feng Aotian shook his head amusedly. After feeding the porridge, he wiped the corners of his mouth, "Repose well, I will take care of the side matters."
"Chen does not hinder." Mu Hanyao looked at her and whispered in a low voice. He didn't want her to work too hard with him.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "I'm not obedient again."
Mu Hanyao shook his head, "The minister is really fine."
Feng Aotian knew that once he decided something, he would not hesitate to hesitate. She went on to say, "You will rest for these two days. Anyway, Le Qiguo won't be moving."
Mu Hanyao nodded, "Okay."
Feng Aotian covered him with a quilt, got up, walked to the table, looked at Feng Qianning and Meteor, Xiaobai Snake jumped into his body and plunged directly into Feng Aotian's arms from the meteor who ignored it. embrace.
It raised its head and looked at Feng Aotian, excited.
Feng Aotian stroked its snake head gently, "What's the matter?"
The little white snake rubbed Feng Aotian's arm and squinted the snake eyes contentedly.
Feng Aotian looked at it with a low smile, then looked at Feng Qianning, "Where is Ling Shuangxue?"
"Subordinates followed her all the time, but she found out later." Feng Qianning put down the dishes and replied.
"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Which way can you see her rushing?"
"Bei Liguo's direction." Feng Qianning replied affirmatively.
"Bei Liguo?" Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, "Continue to send people to follow, as long as there is a trace of her, I will report immediately."
"Yes." Feng Qianning replied, then looked at Feng Aotian, "The subordinates don't understand, why did she do something to Mu Hanyao?"
Feng Aotian was also thinking about this. Originally, she thought that Ling Shuangxue would deliberately keep it because she was moved by Ye Meixi's mind. However, this move made her a little puzzled. Why?
"I'll know in the future." Feng Aotian knew in no hurry, looking at Feng Qianning, "You have been out for too long now. Go back to the border earlier."
"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, and then picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.
Feng Aotian was eating while thinking about what was hidden in it.
Although Mu Hanyao was lying on the bed, his eyes always fell on Feng Aotian's body. Watching her quietly using the meal, his eyes were full of melancholy, thinking about what happened yesterday. In the future, he will be afraid of such things. It will happen often, he should learn to protect himself, not to make her work too hard.
Feng Aotian stopped eating, looked at the meteor, and said, "Did you not rest last night?"
Meteor nodded, looking at Feng Aotian, "Holy Lord, are you not blasting the stars?"
Feng Aotian looked at him amused, "When did the Lord get angry with you?"
Meteor hurriedly smiled, and then yawned, "Meteor is sleepy, go to the meeting."
"Go." Feng Aotian touched his head, lowered his head, and looked at Little White Snake, who was already quietly nestled in her arms, sleeping soundly.
Feng Qianning looked at the little white snake in Feng Aotian's arms curiously, and then said, "Master, is it the legendary dragon?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you know?"
"Well, I have read an ancient book before, and it has been recorded that the dragon appeared and Wang Zunxian." Feng Qianning continued.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "What do you want to know?"
"Subordinates also know that Mu Hanjin is the patriarch of the Feng Clan, and the Shenlong has appeared again, and the master is the king of heaven." Feng Qianning said bluntly.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "There are so many careful thinking."
Feng Qianning replied without humility, "That's natural, otherwise, the subordinates have not been pretending to be stupid all these years."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "What else do you know?"
Feng Qianning looked at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Why did Feihe country return to Fengqi country? There must be a reason for this, and the master must be the new holy lord of Feihe country."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Yes, go on."
Feng Qianning continued, "Actually, the subordinates know that the emperor's mother and concubine are the last saint lord, and that's why my mother and concubine are left out in the cold."
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning, his eyes sinking slightly, "How much do you know about that year?"
"The subordinate only knows that the subordinate mother and concubine were the spies sent by the father to your mother concubine. Later, for unknown reasons, the father died suddenly, and the concubine of the emperor brother died along with the love. The mother and concubine also end up depressed." Feng Qianning said quietly.
"Why were you selected as the Dark Lord?" Feng Aotian asked next.
"Each session of the Dark Lord will be searched by the previous Dark Lord. It is determined based on the birth date and the location. The subordinates were born at that time. When they were three years old, they were The dark master secretly took it for training, and the subordinate's mother and concubine did not know the true identity of the subordinate." Feng Qianning said in a low voice, full of helplessness, "Actually, the subordinates don't know what happened that year. thing."
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