Chapter 198: Master, beware of fraud

Feng Aotian was reclining on the soft couch, he fell into her arms, raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor, the minister is so tired."
"When you are tired, rest in the arms of the master." Feng Aotian knew that he was doing this today, just to stimulate Wei Zimo, and how could she not understand his mind, what he did Everything is for her.
She hugged him, stroked his back, and whispered, "In the heart of the Lord, Mu Hanjin is important, and you are equally important. The Lord beat you and Wei Zimo today to tell you that the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands It's meat, how can you not feel bad when you are hurt?"
Xing Wuyun closed his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Listening to her words, Xing Wuyun lay peacefully in her arms and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian lowered her eyes and looked at his beautiful face. He who closed her eyes looked a little more peaceful. She lowered her head and dropped a light kiss on his forehead, which she also slowly closed. On the upper eyes, the two are cuddling each other, outside the hall, the bright moon is in the sky, and the cold wind of late autumn blows into the hall, but there is no half of the cold.
Meteor took the dog to the courtyard, and saw Wufeng sitting next to the stone bench. A pot of sake was placed on the stone table. He drank to the moon comfortably, exuding a breath of dust all over his body, and there were many gestures. A bit of leisure.
He turned his head, looked at the dog behind him, and whispered, "Really brothers, they all like drinking."
The dog nodded, thinking that Meteor had gone to work hard to get the holy spring for it. My heart felt a little more grateful for Meteor. Now, listening to him, he responded.
The Meteor Arrow Dog changed his attitude towards himself. He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and stepped forward briskly. He immediately sat beside the windless side, picked up the hip flask on the table, and sniffed, "It smells good." ."
"Would you like to taste the Hundred Flower Honey that was just brewed a few days ago?" Wufeng immediately poured a cup to him.
Meteor quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The mouth was sweet and very sweet. He nodded quickly and looked at the windlessly, "Do you like wine making too?"
"You know, there is a senior drunkard who will naturally know it." Wufeng looked at him and said with a smile.
The meteor nodded, then poured a cup and placed it in front of the dog, "You can try it too, you won't be drunk."
The dog bowed his head, sniffed the tangy fragrance, licked it, and it felt delicious.
Meteor looked sideways, looking at the windless, "What have you been doing before?"
"Study medical skills and gather herbs." No wind poured another glass, raised his eyes, and looked at the night sky in front of him, "I used to live in the mountains in a thatched hut. In my spare time, I took out my own wild fruit wine. Drink for yourself."
"Isn't it very lonely?" Meteor thought, someone should drink a good wine together, and it tastes tasteless by one person.
"After staying for a long time, I don't feel lonely anymore." Wufeng chuckled, "However, it has never been so lively."
Meteor then poured himself a glass, raised his head and drank it, his mouth fragrant, he turned his eyes and looked at the dog lying on the ground and drinking with relish, "More?"
The dog licked his tongue and nodded in response.
Meteor poured it another cup, "Only this cup."
The dog nodded, and when the meteor dropped, he licked again with his tongue.
No wind looked at the meteor, "You are the only one."
Meteor tilted his head and stared at Wufeng for a while, "Are you really interested in the Holy Lord?"
No wind chuckled and said, "It's just curiosity."
Meteor shook his head, "The Holy Lord is just a little smarter than ordinary people, a little colder, a little more domineering, a little stronger, and a little understanding of the human heart."
Wufeng smiled indifferently, "Perhaps, in her body I can find something that I have lost or never had."
Meteor put down the wine glass in his hand, and then said, "I'm afraid that you will sink deeper and deeper, and you will be the only one who suffers by then. Look at the people around the Holy Lord, which one is not scarred?"
No wind raised her eyebrows and looked at the meteor, "You don't seem to want so many people around her?"
Meteor sighed in a low voice, "These are all catastrophes, what's so good about them."
When the wind was slightly startled, he saw that the meteor had been lying on the stone table, with bubbles at the corners of his mouth, and went to sleep.
The dog kept sticking his tongue out and fell asleep on the ground.
No wind looked at the person and dog in front of him funny, then got up, picked up the meteor, entered the house, put him on the bed, turned around, returned to the courtyard, and sat in his original position, drinking while drinking. Appreciating the moonlight.
Before dawn the next day, Feng Aotian woke up and saw Xing Wuyun still asleep. She raised her hand and hugged him, but felt that his body was extremely cold. Her eyes sank, raising his wrist and holding the elephant. Why is there no pulse?
She quickly got up, picked him up, flew away from the Imperial Palace, and went to the courtyard by herself.
Wufeng was reclining on the reclining chair and fell asleep. He felt a figure fall. He opened his eyes and saw Feng Aotian holding Xing Wuyun walking towards him.
He slowly got up, and when he saw Xing Wuyun in Feng Aotian's arms, he continued, "Take him to the house."
Feng Aotian nodded, then walked quickly into the room, and saw the meteor lying on the bed, she immediately put Xing Wuyun on one side.
Wufeng already followed closely, followed in, lowered his head, looked at Xing Wuyun, took the pulse, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "What did he do last night?"
"Sleep." Feng Aotian replied.
Wufeng diagnosed the pulse for him, then got up, took the silver needle, and performed the acupuncture for him. After a while, he heard Xing Wuyun groan, raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng, and then looked at Feng Aotian. The emperor, why is the minister here?"
"When I woke up early this morning, I can't detect your pulse." Feng Aotian said, holding his hand.
No wind looked at Xing Wuyun, "You blew the cold wind last night, which moved your heart."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and said with a small smile, "The emperor, the minister is fine."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Well, it's all right."
Wufeng looked at him and said with a smile, "I thought what was wrong, it made the emperor so nervous."
Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, "Lord's people are naturally nervous."
She got up, helped him up from the bed, and then left the courtyard.
Meteor opened his eyes sleepily, looking at the corner of Wufeng’s mouth with a light smile, and walking out, he slowly got up, got off the bed, walked out of the house, and stood beside him, "Holy Lord, this is excessive tension. Up."
No wind knows nothing, just fetch water to wash.
Meteor smacked his mouth, stood on one side to wash, and turned around to see that the dog is still not awake.
Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun back to the Emperor's Sleeping Hall, looked at him without any problems, held his shoulders, and said solemnly, "In the future, you are not allowed to sleep on the soft couch."
"Okay." Xing Wuyun nodded and looked at her, "Is the emperor preparing to go to the morning court?"
Feng Aotian gave a cold snort, and helped him walk to the dragon couch, "Lie down for the Lord."
Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, "Is the emperor looking at his minister these few days?"
Feng Aotian shook his hand and said in a low voice, "That's natural. Before you leave, your body must be better."
Xing Wuyun raised a casual smile, and then replied, "The minister must make up for it."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, bit on his lips, then got up, and Si Xi walked in with the washing utensils, followed by Lan Jingshu.
He stepped forward, walked to her side, and said softly, "The emperor, surrender you to wash."
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and nodded with a smile, "Okay."
Xing Wuyun watched Lan Jingshu standing next to her, bathing and changing her clothes carefully. He felt that he could do it on his own, but now he needs to take good care of her.
After Feng Aotian changed his clothes, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu had already entered, and the group stopped breakfast, and Feng Aotian went to the morning court.
Xing Wuyun lay quietly on the dragon couch and closed his eyes for a nap.
In the Floating Dream Palace, Wei Zimo lay on the soft couch. It wasn't until the first ray of sunlight fell on him in the morning that he woke up faintly, holding on to his aching forehead, and then got up, "Prepare bath soup."
"Yes." Tingfeng was ready, and quickly took it in with Tingyu himself.
After Wei Zimo walked to the screen, he took off his robes that were stained with alcohol, and immersed him in the bathtub, soothing his alcohol.
Early on, Feng Aotian received Bei Liguo's special envoy, and even saw the twelve beautiful men with his own eyes. They were indeed stunning, but it was a pity that these people were beyond her control.
She accepted the people with a smile, and sent Bei Liguo's special envoy back, and the twelve beautiful men also let Si Xi take them into the palace for resettlement.
After the morning dynasty, Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom. Xing Wuyun had washed and dressed properly, sitting on the soft couch, reading the book with relish.
Feng Aotian stepped inside, walked to his side, followed his gaze, and saw that the scroll was vividly painted with various men's acacia pictures.
Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, took the book in his hand, and looked at him, "You read this kind of book early in the morning?"
Xing Wuyun looked at her with a smile, "The minister is just trying to find some feeling, in case of emergency."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his nose, "Aren't you afraid that the virtual fire is too strong?"
Xing Wuyun raised his hand, held her hand with the opportunity, and then pulled it to his own heart, "The minister has been thinking of you here, but the painting on the book really doesn't feel the minister, the emperor, you said , Isn't it possible for the minister?"
Feng Aotian listened to his words, then lowered her head and moved her fingertips across his chest, slowly moving until she came to his...important place. She flicked her fingertips lightly across the clothes and looked at him. "how are you feeling?"
Xing Wuyun raised his hand, pressed her hand tightly, and whispered, "But why, when the minister saw those paintings, he didn't have any reaction?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his lips, and said with a smile, "It's right if you don't respond. If you respond, you will be abolished."
Listening to Feng Aotian's words, Xing Wuyun couldn't help being startled, "If there is no response, then the minister will face the emperor..."
"Really an idiot." Feng Aotian pressed his forehead and looked at him.
Xing Wuyun knew that it is not easy to talk about such topics now, and quickly laughed, "The emperor, the minister..."
Si Xi walked in at this time, looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered back, "The emperor, the twelve beautiful men have been placed properly."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then said, "Haosheng is entertaining."
"Yes." Si Xi replied, and then retreated.
Xing Wuyun looked at her, and then said, "Which one can the emperor look after?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and responded with interest, "I've caught it all."
Xing Wuyun curled his mouth slightly, leaning against her arms, "The emperor really likes the new and hates the old."
"These are nothing compared to your Suri's romantic affairs," Feng Aotian said in a low voice, lifting the blue silk on his chest.
Xing Wuyun listened, thinking that she would definitely pull out the past, and would not be forgiving. It would be better for him to truthfully explain, "The emperor, there are no other women around the minister. Those women are just making fun. Moreover, they have not even touched the corners of their ministers."
Feng Aotian twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him, "I see."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and took her into his arms. "The minister has always wanted to live a life free and easy, but he didn't expect it, and finally fell into your hands."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his head, and looked at him, "Are you saying that the Lord has blocked your way of making flowers and grasses?"
Xing Wuyun lowered his head, smiled deeply at her, and said in a deep voice, "The emperor is absolutely right."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and squeezed his waist fiercely, "I have become more capable."
"It's still the emperor who taught well." Xing Wuyun hugged her tightly, his usual bohemian smile still hung on the corner of his mouth.
"On the contrary, it's not the Lord's." Feng Aotian snorted and said in a low voice.
"That's natural." Xing Wuyun felt that he was still at ease with her in the previous way of getting along with her. Now, he doesn't know him a little anymore. It's ok to stick people occasionally, but he can't do it often.
Listening to Xing Wuyun's tone, Feng Aotian knew that he had recovered his previous temperament. He gave a low laugh, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "After the Lord leaves, there are still things you have to do."
Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched and looked at her, "The emperor finally knows the usefulness of the minister."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "When did you know the master? As long as you don't mess around with flowers and grass for your master, the other masters will follow you."
"That includes being eaten by the emperor?" Xing Wuyun approached her slightly and asked with a smile.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "I'll talk about it later, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear your body now."
Xing Wuyun smiled charmingly with a pair of peach blossoms, leaning lazily in Feng Aotian's arms, and whispered, "If the emperor doesn't try, how can he know the minister can't bear it?"
Feng Aotian held his wrist and said with ears.
When Xing Wuyun listened, he smiled deeper, "The emperor has already set the game, just let the minister go through the process."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "You are still smart."
Xing Wuyun curled his lips and smiled, "The emperor, if the minister has done this, how can you reward the minister?"
Feng Aotian kissed his lips, moving his fingertips over his body, and whispered, "Master will love you well."
Xing Wuyun laughed loudly, very happy, "I can't ask for it."
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and then said, "When will Feng Qianning arrive in Beijing?"
The soul immediately fell, standing on one side, and whispered, "I can enter Beijing in the future."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, and then said, "Xue Ke is ready to leave?"
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"I received the secret letter from the master yesterday, so I left, and I will be there in three days." The soul replied immediately.
Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "What is Lu Yunxiu doing now?"
"She has been returning home from the south, and there has not been any movement." The soul looked at Feng Aotian, "It's just that I haven't been to the palace these few days."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Where is Xia Luoyan?"
"She has just ascended the throne, and it is now a new court. In half a month, it will be the day of her wedding to Wu Yueguo. While consolidating the court, she is preparing for the wedding." The soul is a little puzzled, why Ye Mei Xi will agree to this marriage.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Where is Ye Meixi?"
"Concubine Ye is like Suri, without any abnormalities." The soul replied truthfully.
Feng Aotian handed the secret letter in his hand to the soul, "pass this secret letter to Mu Hanyao."
"Yes." The soul took it with both hands, then turned and left.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "The emperor is going to kill him."
"Phoenix weeping blood, it must be blood flowing into a river." Feng Aotian held Xing Wuyun's hand, thinking of the situation that day, his eyes were cold.
Xing Wuyun knew that she was thinking about him again, "Don't worry, the emperor, the minister will definitely be with you."
Feng Aotian returned to his senses, looked at him, and said with a small smile, "Now it is the time when people are employed, and there are very few people around him who can use and trust."
Xing Wuyun nodded, "The minister understands."
These few days, Feng Aotian has been with Xing Wuyun, and since that day, Wei Zimo will look for Feng Aotian in the future, but stays alone in the Floating Dream Palace, doing his own thing step by step.
Xing Wuyun knew that Wei Zimo always had a knot in his heart, which could not be solved in a day or two.
On this day, Feng Qianning rushed for nearly half a month and finally returned to Beijing. Seeing everything familiar before her, she always sat in the carriage and entered the palace.
Feng Aotian sat in the emperor's bedroom and saw Feng Qianning approaching with a smile on the corner of her mouth. Fu Han was followed behind her.
This is the first time that Fu Han has entered the palace. Along the way, he has seen the development of Fengqi State with his own eyes, the joy on the faces of the people, and the prosperity of Beijing, the imperial palace is magnificent, he knows, but it is short Within a few months, Qiguo had completely disappeared, and he should put down everything before and start again.
Feng Qianning stepped into the emperor's bedroom, then blessed the body and said, "Qianning sees the emperor brother."
Feng Aotian waved his hand and said, "I've been struggling all the way, the emperor sister has worked hard."
"Is the emperor good?" Feng Qianning raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian's complexion, and asked with concern.
"Very good." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, and then saw Fu Han standing on one side behind him, saying nothing.
"Fu Aiqing looks at Feng Qiguo today, what do you think?" Feng Aotian didn't say much, but asked bluntly. She knew that Fu Han was not a person who likes to scribble around, so it would be better to strike aside. Speak bluntly.
Fu Han bowed his head and replied in a deep voice, "Guotai and the people are safe."
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled boldly, "Fu Aiqing can go to the barracks in the past few days. Marshal Yi’s body is getting worse and worse. Now it’s time to enjoy the blessing. In the future, you will take his place. The public order in Beijing is handed over to Fu Aiqing."
"The minister will not accept the emperor's high expectations!" Fu Han knelt down and thanked him sincerely for the first time.
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Okay, I have arranged for Fu Aiqing's residence. Fu Aiqing will take a rest today. I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow."
"Yes, the minister retire!" Fu Han responded, and then turned to leave.
When he walked out of the palace, he raised his eyes and looked at the majestic palace and the wide streets in front of him. Someone beside him whispered, "General Fu, the servant will take you to your residence."
"Okay." Fu Han returned to his senses and took a deep breath. He wanted to try to accept his current identity and the hard-won peace.
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning, and now, only the two of them were left in the huge bedroom.
She looked at Feng Qianning and whispered, "Is everything done?"
"Master put down, the subordinates have arranged." Feng Qianning stepped forward, standing beside Feng Aotian and replied.
Feng Aotian nodded and looked at her, "These days, if you go to Xuanmo Country, I will leave it to you here."
Feng Qianning replied, "Don't worry, your subordinates will protect you secretly."
"That's great." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, looking at her, "Are you hiding something from the Lord?"
"Why did the master say this?" Feng Qianning looked at her with a smile, and asked in a low voice.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Now that the Lord is your emperor brother, as the emperor brother, he cares about the important life events of the emperor sister, and that is natural.
Feng Qian's eyes sank and looked at her, "Isn't Huang brother already aware of it?"
"He didn't recognize you?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice after hearing Feng Qianning's story before.
"Yeah." Feng Qianning nodded, "He has forgotten what happened back then."
"It's okay, keep the cloud open and see Yueming. You have been looking for him all these years. Now you really have found it. Everything is fate." Feng Aotian raised his hand and held Feng Qianning's hand. The dark master of the country, but also the emperor's sister."
Feng Qianning responded with a light smile, "Thank you, Brother Huang, for your concern, Brother Huang, are you leaving today?"
"Well, the day after tomorrow will be the day to ask for help. Master Xuanyu will first go and see what idea Xuanyuan Yu has made." Feng Aotian smiled and looked at Feng Qianning, "Now it is just the beginning. This time, the master will be shocked. In other countries, if they hear Feng Aotian's name, they will feel frightened."
Feng Qianning looked at her, "Brother Huang, Sister Huang will always be with you."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "You can't escape in your life anyway."
Meteor has been staying in the courtyard these days, and getting acquainted with Wufeng more and more, knowing that this person's temperament is mysterious and unpredictable, but he is very indifferent and occasionally very cunning.
The dog's attitude towards meteors has definitely reversed these days. Now, he stays with him all day and talks to him from time to time.
In the Floating Dream Palace, Xing Wuyun sat not far away, raised his eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo's indifferent figure. He whispered, "You have an epiphany these few days?"
Wei Zimo looked sideways and looked at him, "Do you know something?"
"What are you referring to?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice lying on the soft couch.
"She's going to Xuanmo Country this time, I'm afraid it's not that easy." Wei Zimo looked at Xing Wuyun, "What is she doing?"
Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo, "Why don't you ask her yourself."
"What if she doesn't tell me?" Wei Zimo asked slowly.
Xing Wuyun looked at his figure standing in front of the window, "When did you become so unconfident? If you didn't ask, how would you know she wouldn't say it?"
Wei Zimo was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I think I am less like myself nowadays."
Xing Wuyun sighed quietly while listening to his words, "Do you still want to go back to the past?"
Wei Zimo pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I'm just afraid of change."
Xing Wuyun looked at him, "But you have changed now, and you are voluntary."
"Yes." Wei Zimo let out a low laugh, and then said, "If there is anything wrong with you, you must tell me in time."
"Good." Xing Wuyun nodded, "You are also there."
"Long-winded." Wei Zimo replied coldly, and then stepped into the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun got up from the teacup on his side, raised his head to drink, then got up and left the Floating Dream Palace.
Feng Aotian was talking to Feng Qianning and saw Xing Wuyun come in.
She smiled and looked at him, "Farewell to Wei Zimo?"
"Farewell, it's not that it's gone." Xing Wuyun sat next to Feng Aotian, raised his eyes and saw Feng Qianning, remembering that that day, when he was in Qingquanchi, she even took away her clothes.
Feng Qianning raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, but smiled faintly as usual, "Master Xing, don't be unharmed, how are these daily routines good?"
Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "Princess Youlao is concerned, and the minister is very good."
Feng Qianning got up and then retreated, "Brother Emperor, Qian Ning will leave first."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian answered lightly, and Feng Qianning retreated.
Xing Wuyun looked at her, "When will the emperor leave?"
"Stop lunch." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, "If you're not here, you must do nothing more."
Xing Wuyun nodded, "The minister wants to do what he can, but this body also has to be upright."
Feng Aotian hugged him, "If Lu Yunxiu comes to find you, you will kill him."
"Chen Zunzhi!" Xing Wuyun replied solemnly.
At lunch, Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng, and Yi Mu also rushed over from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. The group stopped dinner. Feng Aotian didn't say anything, so he turned around and left the Imperial Palace.
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's leaving figure, then looked at Lan Jingshu and others, "I'll go out first."
Feng Aotian flew and landed in the Floating Dream Palace, and saw that Wei Zimo was ready, standing on one side, waiting for her.
Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, and seemed to have found his first look on him. She stepped forward and shook his hand,
Master knows that when you go far, you must Riding in a special carriage, but now that time is running out, if you are uncomfortable in your time, lean in the arms of the Lord."
Wei Zimo held her hand instead and stepped away from the Floating Dream Palace. Feng Aotian whistled lightly and saw "Aoxue" rushing over. Feng Aotian looked at Wei Zimo and said, "Let's go."
Wei Zimo looked at the horse in front of him, which was white and full of spirituality. He looked at Feng Aotian, "Is this a horse traveling thousands of miles?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "You are sitting in the arms of the master."
Wei Zimo nodded, and Feng Aotian led him to "Ao Xue", her hand was around his waist, and the other hand was touching "Ao Xue".
Wei Zimo leaned in her arms, lowered his head, looked at "Aoxue", and in a flash, he flew out.
When he arrived in the country of Xuanmo, it was already the next day. Feng Aotian took Wei Zimo to the Furong Pavilion. Wei Zimo couldn't stand the powdery gas in the Furong Pavilion, and went to his restaurant. Now, the country of Xuanmo Half of the industry has been secretly closed by Xuanyuan Yu, but this restaurant has been kept.
He entered the restaurant, and the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him, "The old slave has seen His Highness."
"Well, prepare bath soup and breakfast." Wei Zimo responded coldly, and then stepped into the attic reserved for him.
The shopkeeper hurried to make preparations, while Wei Zimo was lying on a familiar bed. Although the tossing all night was hard, but leaning in Feng Aotian's arms, he felt not so sad.
Feng Aotian entered the Furong Pavilion, and the old bustard Zihui hurriedly greeted her. Earlier, she got the news and she was about to come. Then, when Xue Ke came, she looked forward to it even more.
Listening to the movement, Xue Ke quickly walked out of the house, and when she saw Feng Aotian, she immediately greeted her, "Master, you are finally here."
Feng Aotian looked at her, "What's the matter?"
"Chu Lingtian is about to die." Xue Ke leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and couldn't help crying.
Feng Aotian's eyes fell slightly, "Dead?"
"Not yet, it's just a cold." Zi Hui stood on one side and said truthfully.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xue Ke, "Be careful of your fetal gas."
Xue Ke endured tears and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, what should I do now?"
Feng Aotian supported her, "Master, go to the palace tonight."
"Master is going to see Xuanyuan Yu?" Xue Ke raised her eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Master, beware of fraud."
"I know when I go." Feng Aotian looked at Xue Ke, "Have you been to the Chu Family?"
Xue Ke nodded, "Secretly went and took a look, but the Chu Family was very calm."
Feng Aotian looked at her, "Go and rest, there is a master."
"Yes." Xue Ke nodded, then turned back to the house.
Zihui stood on one side and whispered back, "Master, now Furong Pavilion is being secretly monitored by Emperor Xuanmo, he naturally knows you are here now."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian naturally knew that Xuanyuan Yu would not let Furong Pavilion go. However, she was not worried that he would act on Furong Pavilion. After all, Furong Pavilion was placed here, and it was a clue that held her back.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, walked to the rooftop, and looked at the restaurant opposite, "Now Xuanyuanyu has secretly taken back half of Wei Zimo's property. This restaurant must be under his watch. I am afraid that there is no shortage of his. Fine work."
"Exactly." Zi Hui nodded, "Master, you are coming here this time, I'm afraid it will be a crisis."
Feng Aotian chuckled, "If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't be a tiger. Since Xuanyuanyu took such a painstaking effort to lead the master, the master wants to see what his purpose is. The three-year agreement, he naturally can't violate it. of."
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