Xing Wuyun immediately fell to the ground, looked at the blood on the ground, looked at him again, and waved his hand quickly, "I haven't hit it yet, why did you vomit blood?"
Feng Aotian's eyes sank slightly, and his heart was aching again. He raised his eyes and looked at the thin back. He got up from the bed, walked towards him slowly, raised his wrist, checked his pulse, and frowned. "Are you hiding something?"
Mu Hanjin covered his heart, turned his eyes, looked at her, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, but it's because the martial arts have just recovered and I can't bear it for a while."
Feng Aotian's eyes became even colder, he stared at him for a long time, raised his hand, took him into his arms, and then sat on the soft couch, "So, why don't you take care of yourself, what are you messing with?"
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "I haven't put on my clothes yet."
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth curled slightly, "How can it be mine?"
"It was originally yours, wasn't it?" Feng Aotian said coldly, staring at Xing Wuyun fiercely.
Xing Wuyun reluctantly walked towards the screen, and sure enough, there was a clean goose-yellow brocade clothes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously, then put on, turned around, walked to the soft couch, looked at the two people in front of him, shook his head and said , "Tsk tsk, look, one by one is still very weak."
Seeing that he was well dressed, Mu Hanjin was very romantic. A slight gloom flashed in his gentle eyes. Then he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Highness, it's just fine for this minister to regulate his own breath."
Feng Aotian has not recovered yet, knowing that he can't help anything, he nodded, then got up and went back to the bed.
Xing Wuyun immediately got up and followed her to the bedside. Although she looked sick and haggard on her face, she didn't see her inherent coldness and domineering at all, and she was still honorable and luxurious.
He raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and then he looked at Feng Yinqi, who was lying quietly inside the bed, "Your Highness, since you are fine, what about the emperor?"
"The Millennium Dispersion." Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at Feng Yinqi, took away the sadness in his eyes, turned his eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Do you know the solution to the Millennium Dispersion?"
"I don't know." Xing Wuyun was stunned at first, then shook his head again and said, "It has been lost for many years, and no one could understand it at the beginning. Now, it is even more difficult."
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly, "Master will definitely find a solution."
Xing Wuyun put his arms around his chest, leaned against the side of the bed, stared at Feng Aotian, thinking that he was only two days late, he did not expect such a lively thing to happen in this capital, and then asked in a low voice, "My lord, Is the Emperor Taishang in the palace real?"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth. Although her face was pale, it couldn't hide her unique temperament, "You will know when you enter the palace tomorrow."
"Why did the courtier enter the palace?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help but startled, looking at Feng Aotian, his eyes were full of calculations.
"This king has lightly appointed you to be the commander of the Imperial Guard. Since you have arrived, you can take up your post tomorrow." Feng Aotian said calmly.
When Xing Wuyun heard it, he stared at her in a stunned manner, and finally came to his senses, "Your Highness, didn't you promise your ministers that you don't have to enter the court as an official?"
"Yeah, you don't enter the court, you enter the palace. This king has not broken his promise." Feng Aotian said it for granted.
Xing Wuyun suddenly lowered his face and stared at Feng Aotian, "My lord, entering the court is entering the palace, what's the difference?"
"Of course there is a difference. Entering the court is a matter of the court. You are now entering the palace and are responsible for the safety of the palace. It has nothing to do with the court." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Whether to die or to enter the palace, since Pick one."
Xing Wuyun's beautiful face was stained with a layer of grievance, and he stared at Feng Aotian, "My lord, why are you doing this? You know that your ministers are used to being lazy, why do you have to give them this drudgery?"
"Who vowed to stay with this king? Who said that Wei Zimo would come to see this king?" Feng Aotian glanced at Mu Hanjin, who was still working hard to heal his wounds, and looked at him casually. To Xing Wuyun.
Xing Wuyun was immediately blocked and speechless, "The courtier said he wanted to follow you, but there is no prince in the palace, so what are you going to do? Do you want to see those resentful women in the palace? Or let the courtier take the risk and assassinate that one. Your Majesty?"
"What you said is a good idea, you go to assassinate." Feng Aotian said following Xing Wuyun's words.
Xing Wuyun smacked his mouth, stared at her with a bitter look, and said respectfully, "Yes, I obey! Can't you go? Isn't it just a gatekeeper."
Feng Aotian looked at him, as if he was on the execution ground, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Master has hidden a jar of broken snow lotus in the imperial garden, just in time, you can go look for it."
"Really?" Just now, he looked like he was about to die, but now, his face was instantly radiant, and his eyes were shining brightly.
Feng Aotian nodded, "Well, as for whether you can find it or not, it depends on your ability."
When Xing Wuyun heard it, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, and then he looked at her, "Since this is the case, then the minister will go back to the manor to prepare and take office tomorrow."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, let's go, just to see your father. It is said that after passing out in the courtroom yesterday, he still hasn't woken up yet."
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, and naturally knew that something interesting must have happened in the court yesterday, "My lord, did the father of the general take care of him?"
"Be sympathetic to his contributions over the years, and order him to retire and return to his hometown, just to take care of his life." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Well, the prince said it very well, my father should take a good rest." Xing Wuyun was not surprised at all, but, with his red lips slightly raised, he chuckled casually, then turned around and glanced at Mu Han Jin stepped out of the bedroom.
Feng Aotian stared at Xing Wuyun's figure and became thoughtful.
After Mu Hanjin adjusted his breath and performed the exercises, his complexion also improved a lot. He slowly stopped the exercise, opened his eyes, and saw Feng Aotian looking directly at him, he got off the soft couch and walked in front of her, " Your Highness, why are you looking at this minister like this?"
"Why did you vomit blood?" Feng Aotian stared at him with condensed eyes.
Mu Hanjin immediately sat on the bed, took her into his arms, raised her right hand, and placed it on his heart, "Maybe you feel the beating?"
"En." Feng Aotian immediately leaned against his arms, and stroked his heart with his palm, and he could clearly hear the beating sound.
"After Chen's martial arts was banned, he would vomit blood every three days in that year. Now, when martial arts are unblocked, there are also such problems, so there is no need to worry." Mu Hanjin's voice was very light and soft, like a gurgling sound. The sound of running water is very pleasant.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at his gentle eyes, "Really?"
"Of course, it will be fine after a year." Mu Hanjin nodded, "It's just a small matter."
Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around his waist, he exuded a faint breath of sweet spring, as if it could purify the turbidity in her heart, she took a deep breath, "Do you know that the Lord took you to the valley last time, What does it mean?"
"I didn't know it at the time, but now I know it." Mu Hanjin smiled softly, a layer of brilliance on her jade-like face, he stretched out his hand and stroked her blue silk.
"What?" Feng Aotian asked softly.
"Junyingcao... The shadow of the king." Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes, "Your Highness wants the minister to stay by your side forever, inseparable."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian curled his lips into a small smile, "Would you like to be your master's Junyingcao?"
"I am willing." Mu Hanjin replied warmly, even if it turned into a wisp of blue smoke, it would follow you.
Feng Aotian smiled at the corner of her eyes. At this moment, she suddenly felt that it was really good to have such a person by her side for a lifetime.
Inside the palace, Feng Aoyun walked into the bedroom with a gloomy face, Xing Zhiyan and Guo Hui followed closely behind, not daring to make a sound.
Feng Aoyun waved his palm and shattered the bead curtain in front of him, stepped inside, sat down, raised his eyes, stared straight ahead, sneered, and said solemnly, "Okay, very good."
Xing Zhiyan and Guo Hui stood aside, the cold aura emanating from Feng Aoyun's body made her shudder, and a gloom flashed in her eyes. Today's events were mixed for them.
Feng Aoyun turned his eyes and stared at Xing Zhiyan fiercely, "Why don't you remind me that the Prince Regent's Mansion has such rules?"
Xing Zhiyan raised her eyes and looked at her, a little timid, "My lord, this subordinate thinks she will be an exception to you."
"Exception?" Feng Aoyun's eyes shattered into a cold light, "What an exception, today, the humiliation suffered by this seat, in the future, must be doubled from her."
"My lord, is she really unconscious?" Xing Zhiyan asked cautiously from the side.
"Didn't you say that you were assassinated last night?" The corner of Feng Aoyun's mouth twitched coldly, "If you are unconscious, then if you are assassinated again tonight, will you die."
"What does the lord mean, send someone to test it tonight?" Xing Zhiyan asked in a low voice, her apricot eyes flashing slightly.
"Send someone to assassinate me tonight, but I want to see if she's in a coma, or use this to test me." Feng Aoyun's eyes shattered into a cold light, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Xing Zhiyan lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
"How is the riot going on in the southwest?" Feng Aoyun asked in a deep voice.
"Now, there has been chaos in the three cities, and an uprising has been launched, under the banner of the regent of no way, and now a rebel army of 20,000 has gathered. If things go on like this, in less than a month, plus the people in the cabinet. , there will be turmoil in the entire southwest, and at that time, all the troops all over the country will be dispatched, and the entire Feng Kingdom will be in chaos." Xing Zhiyan said aside.
"Well, everything is going according to plan, and it must be huge. In this way, within three months, the entire Feng Kingdom will collapse." Feng Aoyun seemed to think of the picture after March, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, what he wanted That is, he stepped on the Feng Kingdom on the soles of his feet and watched the Feng Kingdom perish with his own eyes.
Xing Zhiyan looked at Feng Aoyun beside her, wondering why he hated Feng Guo so much and vowed to subvert the entire Feng country, but now, she is just a slave who is controlled by others, she can't help but think of the happy childhood Time, the self at that time, and the people at that time, but now, it is already different.
After all, this path is her own choice. Could it be that she is too ambitious, harboring evil intentions, and bringing wolves into the house. Now, why is she being controlled by others
Now that this is the case, who can you blame? Everything is just her own sin. If the Feng Kingdom is destroyed, then where should she go
Feng Aotian also got the news of the regent's palace. Hearing the report of the soul, a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "In less than ten days from the southwest, 20,000 uprising troops have already gathered. This speed is too much."
"Nowadays, the people are struggling to survive. The southwest is in a remote area. It has been two years without food, and the people have no food to eat. That's why this is the case." Mu Hanjin also got the news and looked at Feng Aotian, although he knew about this. In the past two years, what she has done, however, is still blunt.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Why do we need to mention the past, the most urgent task is to quell the unrest in the southwest."
"Now, Brother Leng has not yet reached the border, and the men and horses that brother took have left from Lianghuai. Now, they have only walked for two days, and they can reach the border in three days at the earliest. From the border, go to the southwest. , it will take half a month, and if the current gaffe continues, within a month, there will be a big turmoil in the entire southwest, and even if the eldest brother goes, it will not be able to stop it." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian said in a worried tone.
"Who is this uprising?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"The people who revolted were the local people. The reason for the revolt was because the local magistrate was a corrupt official and increased taxes without authorization. In the past two years, he has looted a lot of money and goods, which caused the people's resentment. It is said that Under the pretense of looking for beautiful women for the prince, the corrupt officials forcibly confiscated local young and middle-aged people. Those who were a little less handsome were taken to work as coolies, and the middle-class ones were sent to brothels everywhere. In name, on the surface, he was sent to the capital, but in fact he was sold to various countries. Not only that, but he colluded with local bandits, burning, killing, and looting. It aroused public anger and held an uprising." Mu Hanjin also just got the news, handed the letterhead in his hand to Feng Aotian, and said slowly.
Feng Aotian listened, his eyes flashed with a coldness, "Why do you use the banner of the regent king without Tao?"
"At first, they rebelled because they were dissatisfied with the local corrupt officials. They smashed the county government office, and even beat the corrupt officials to death. Later, for some unknown reason, they raised the banner." Mu Hanjin thought about this. It also feels strange.
"There must be someone operating behind the scenes." Feng Aotian sneered slightly, turning his eyes to Mu Hanjin, "Now, are there other people in the southwest?"
"The southwest is already barren, and the Feng Kingdom has limited troops and horses. They are mainly used to fight against the Qi Kingdom.
"Okay, very good, no soldiers are available, no one is available, then the master is only here waiting for the entire Feng Kingdom to start a turmoil, the Qi Kingdom will enter the void, and the Feng Kingdom will immediately perish." Feng Aotian raised his voice. With a smile, "It seems that someone wants to destroy the Lord and Feng Kingdom together."
"My lord, do you know who did this?" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and asked in a low voice.
"It's just guesswork." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Is your guess different from your master?"
Mu Hanjin smiled warmly and said, "Now, how to quell the riots in the southwest?"
"Why do you want to calm down?" Feng Aotian's mouth evoked a sinister smile, looking at Mu Hanjin.
"Your Highness means..." Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian and seemed to understand what she meant.
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "If you put him in a dead place and live in the future, the master will follow his will, and only in troubled times can heroes emerge."
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at her, "But, if that's the case, my lord, I'm afraid you're going to..."
"It's okay, it's not just being scolded as a foolish monarch." Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Master is inherently ignorant, no matter what others say."
Mu Hanjin looked at her helplessly, with tenderness in his eyebrows, "My lord, if you really lose at that time, what will you do?"
"Don't forget, what ye said, wherever ye go, you will go, even if it is Biluohuangquan, you have to follow ye." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, pointed at the tip of Mu Hanjin's upturned nose, and leaned forward. , kissed his lips.
Mu Hanjin closed his eyes, met her lips, raised his hand, and took her into his arms, savoring it carefully, no matter what, he would accompany her, three months, he still had time.
The sky was pale, the moon was light and the wind was light. Feng Aotian lay on his side and on the soft couch. After dinner with Mu Hanjin, the two read the memorial. In the inner hall, there was not too much noise. They looked at each other and smiled, occasionally talking about state affairs, or looking down at the memorial.
"Southwest minister has already ordered someone to arrange it." Mu Hanjin put down the memorial in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled.
"Well, let them wait for the opportunity, and don't cause suspicion." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.
"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, "There are 200,000 troops in Beijing, 100,000 in the hands of the prince, and 100,000 in Yi Yang's hands."
"Yi Yang?" Feng Aotian recalled this person, "His son is here now?"
"Exactly." Mu Hanjin nodded and said, "However, it's not too long."
"Why?" Feng Aotian thought about this person. She had only met him twice. At that time, she only brought him into the palace because she saw his temperament and found it interesting.
"He has been frail and sick since he was a child. After being brought into the palace by you, Prince, he became depressed. Now, he is also terminally ill." Mu Hanjin also went to visit him, but it was only two months ago, and now, I don't know. how was it.
"What's his name?" Feng Aotian really couldn't remember his name.
"Yi Mu" Mu Hanjin looked at Feng Aotian, "Since he returned from the prince's place last time, he has been ill."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you blaming the master?"
"I dare not." Mu Hanjin couldn't forget the pain of those two years no matter what, and now, every time he thinks about it, he still has lingering fears, but looking at her now, he can't bear any hatred anymore.
Feng Aotian's face darkened slightly, he stretched out his hand and stroked his face, "Bring him here."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied, then got up and left.
Feng Aotian looked at the figure he was leaving, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Yi Mu? The sick beauty is a person who seems to be overthinking.
Mu Hanjin has now taken off his official robe, and put on his favorite white brocade robe with a crescent moon.
The courtyard where Yi Mu lived was relatively back. He tapped his toes and flew away. Within a moment, he landed in a remote courtyard in front of him. The courtyard seemed deserted. , very cold.
He walked in slowly, and the servant who guarded the door also came forward and saluted, "The servant has seen Concubine Mu."
"Where's your master?" Mu Hanjin asked lightly.
"Master has not been feeling well for the past few days. I just drank the medicine and fell asleep." The servant on the side replied with hesitation, thinking that no one has come to Meixiang Pavilion for a long time, and I never expected that there are still people thinking about it today. , Although this palace is heavily guarded, it has no ventilation walls. Now, the most favored person in this palace is Concubine Mu.
Mu Hanjin stepped inside, walked into the attic, and saw the window lattices half-closed, on the bed, gauze curtains blowing in the wind, the man's slightly pale face was very clear, Xuanyue frowned, as if There is a lot of melancholy, and the whole body is shrouded in a mist that can't be dissolved, which makes people feel unbearable when they look at it.
Mu Hanjin suddenly remembered a poem. There is a saying, "Half-rolling the Hunan curtain and half-closing the door, rolling the ice into the soil and jade into the pot. The stolen pear core is three-point white, and the plum blossom is borrowed for a soul. , Qiu Gui's resentment girl wipes her cry. She is shy and silently complaining to someone, tired leaning on the west wind and the night has fainted." It was probably what he looked like.
He sighed faintly. He couldn't bear to disturb his purity, but he had no choice but to push the door open, walked lightly to the bedside, and called out in a warm voice, "Yi Mu?"
The person lying on the bed, listening to Mu Hanjin's voice, slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, the corner of his mouth forced a slight smile, "Why are you willing to enter my courtyard today?"
"I came here from Prince Feng." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu's unbearable sad face, and couldn't help but feel a hint of sadness.
"Why did the lord suddenly think of me as a sick person?" Yi Mu froze slightly when he heard Mu Hanjin's words, revealing a touch of bitterness, as well as a hint of sarcasm and bitterness.
Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and lifted him up from the bed. The servant on the side stepped forward with his shirt and put it on for Yi Mu. He was wearing a light pink shirt with noble plum blossoms printed on the hem. Half a point of cowardice, after washing and dressing properly, he turned his eyes and pursed his thin lips, "Let's go."
He didn't have any complaints or joy, as if he was just a wisp of pure soul in this world, and would disappear at any time. Mu Hanjin looked at him at this moment with indescribable sadness. .
"Your body?" Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and stroked his pulse. There was a sign that the oil was running out and the lamp was dying. He couldn't help looking at him and said in a low voice.
"It's better to leave this turbid world earlier than to be uneasy here." Yi Mu's voice was very soft, like a wisp of blue smoke drifting past.
Mu Hanjin held his wrist, walked out of the room, tapped his toes, and flew him towards the bedroom. Yi Mu obviously did not expect Mu Hanjin to know martial arts, but he didn't ask much, as if this matter was related to him. It doesn't matter much.
In a matter of seconds, the two landed at the palace. Eunuch Feng looked at Yi Mu in front of him, showing a hint of doubt. Yi Mu stood outside the palace without looking sideways, and then he took off his clothes.
Mu Hanjin reached out and stopped him, "Go in, no need."
Yi Mu was slightly startled, but without asking why, he followed Mu Hanjin into the bedroom.
The two entered the palace and walked towards the palace. At this time, Feng Aotian was lying lazily on the soft couch. His complexion had not recovered yet, and he was also a little pale. A little more morbid.
She raised her eyes and looked at the two slowly approaching, especially when she saw the man behind Mu Hanjin, she suddenly remembered the words of Lin Daiyu in A Dream of Red Mansions: Fei Xi and affectionate eyes. The two sorrows of life, the sickness of the whole body. The tears are a little bit, and the coquettish panting is slightly. When it is quiet, it is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, and the action is like a weak willow supporting the wind. The heart is more than dry, Sick as Xizi wins three points."
She couldn't help sighing, her heart was really higher than the sky, and her life was thinner than paper.
Mu Hanjin stepped forward slowly and stood beside Feng Aotian, "Your Highness..."
"Well, sit down." Feng Aotian said lightly.
Mu Hanjin immediately sat down with one another, continued to read the memorial, turned his eyes, looked at Yi Mu who was standing three steps away from Feng Aotian, bowed his head and said respectfully, "I see the prince."
Feng Aotian looked at him with an unyielding aura, he just called out softly, and then coughed.
"Come over to the Lord." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
Yi Mu still bowed his head and walked forward slowly, taking three full steps, but his score was not bad.
Feng Aotian raised his uninjured hand and poured a cup of tea, "Sit down."
Yi Mu was slightly startled, took the tea cup, and looked at the soft couch in front of him. There was no chair beside him. Where should he sit
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, couldn't help but chuckled, then stretched out his hand and gently pulled him, and he fell into her arms.
Mu Hanjin looked at the scene in front of him, his face flashed with a hint of serenity, he resumed writing, and continued to review the memorial.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and took his pulse, "Congenital insufficiency, coupled with too much thinking, now, it is a sign of serious illness."
Yi Mu paused, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "This minister has been like this since he was a child."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "However, it can still be recuperated."
Yi Mu was startled again, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even if he could live longer, what would he do? He was not trapped in this dark iron prison.
Feng Aotian lifted his chin, forcing him to look at herself, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, "How easy it is to die, if you want to die, the Lord will fulfill you."
Yi Mu stared at the sternness in her eyes, her mind trembled, "I dare not."
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled again, "Don't dare to let the master do it, or don't dare to die?"
"I don't dare to let you do it." Yi Mu's eyes were clear and bright, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and looking at it really made people feel pity.
Feng Aotian looked at such a person, "If Lord gives you one month, and you can take care of your body, then Lord will let you go, how about that?"
Yi Mu's eyes flashed with hope. He raised his eyes and stared at her, not joking when he saw her, "The minister will do his best."
"Okay." Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled lightly, then picked up the red pen, wrote down the letter, and handed it to him.
Yi Mu looked at the paper in his hand, suddenly a little stunned, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, don't you use medicine?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Mu Hanjin, "Look at it too, let him report to you every day."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin put down the red pen and took the recipe from Yi Mu's hand. He immediately understood and smiled, "This recipe is very good."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Han Jin, send him back."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin smiled and looked at Yi Mu, "Let's go."
Yi Mu obviously didn't expect to leave so easily. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, who was already looking at Zhezi intently, but ignored him, and when he looked at Mu Hanjin again, his eyes were more than Shicai. A little more puzzled.
Mu Hanjin got up and left the bedroom with Yi Mu. He did not use light work, but walked back with him slowly.
"She has changed." Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, not as melancholy as before, "You have also changed."
"You should have changed too." Mu Hanjin looked at Yi Mu, "I know all about your talent."
"So what, Zuo is just too high-spirited." Yi Mu sneered, "My current body is just a day."
"The recipe that the lord gave you may be useful. Wouldn't it be better if you could go back after a month when you were in better shape?" Mu Hanjin comforted.
"It would be great if I could go back. I haven't seen my parents for two years, so I don't know how they are now." Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at the cold moonlight, and sighed faintly.
"Then you can take good care of yourself." Mu Hanjin said warmly, "You must participate in the imperial examinations after January."
"Imperial examination?" Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Can I do it?"
"Why not?" Mu Hanjin reached out and patted his shoulder, "You sick beauty, I hope you can shine."
Yi Mu seemed to have some expectations in his heart, and smiled lightly, "If this is the case, then I should take good care of my body."
"It's good to think so." Mu Hanjin's eyes flashed with relief.
After Mu Hanjin sent Yi Mu back, he turned around and flew back to the bedroom.
"Master, why don't you know that there are so many talents in this mansion." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Everyone is outstanding, not a real master."
Mu Hanjin smiled and said, "Isn't that the case, can the prince like it?"
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, "His talent is on a par with Lan Jingshu."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "Back then, the two of them were both talented and talented. I never expected that they were both brought into the palace by the prince."
"It seems that your vision is very good." Feng Aotian said slightly, "It's a pity that he has such a bone and a sick child."
"I hope it will be better in the future." Mu Hanjin remembered the scene when he went to see him just now, and he was inevitably sentimental. Will he be like that in the future
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Where are the 100,000 horses in Yi Yang's hands now?"
"Stayed at the Fengshan Camp." Mu Hanjin continued.
"Where is Yi Yang's eldest son now?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"Three years ago, I died in battle." Mu Hanjin thought of the scene at that time and looked at Feng Aotian, "Now, General Yi has only this son."
Feng Aotian lowered her eyes and stopped talking. Now, what she said is superfluous, all she can do is make up for it.
Mu Hanjin reached out and held her hand, "Your Highness..."
"There are assassins, protect the prince." Eunuch Feng's voice interrupted the peace in the palace.
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed coldly and looked at Mu Hanjin, "It seems that he wants to test whether this king is really unconscious."
"Yes, my lord, this minister goes out to have a look." Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed coldly, then got up from the soft couch and walked outside the palace.
In an instant, he heard the fierce sound of weapons intersecting, and Feng Aotian immediately got off the soft couch, then lay on the couch, closing his eyes tightly.
After a while, I saw someone forcibly break through the bedroom, trying to enter, but was killed in an instant, swords and swords shadowed outside, but there was nothing in the bedroom.
Mu Hanjin stood at the door of the bedroom with his hands behind his back, stared coldly at the assassin in front of him, and shouted in a deep voice, "Your Highness is still not awake yet, according to this palace's orders, whoever dares to break into the bedroom will be killed without mercy."
"Yes." The guard at the entrance of the palace responded, and Mu Hanjin immediately stepped into the palace.
Looking at Feng Aotian lying peacefully on the bed, he saw a dark shadow flashing outside the window lattice. Aside, watching intently.
The shadow flew away immediately, and within a moment, all the assassins outside the palace were killed.
Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Even if this person goes to report, he may not believe it."
Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand and lifted her up carefully, "Even if you don't fully believe it, you will still be half-skeptical."
"Master likes him the most, he is dubious." Feng Aotian smiled lightly, then got up from the bed, looked sideways at Feng Yinqi's face, "Is the ginseng bath soup ready?"
"It's ready." Mu Hanjin said warmly.
"Okay, bring it in." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and picked up Feng Yinqi from the bed, "You little guy is really troublesome."
Eunuch Feng ordered someone to bring the bath soup in, and then withdrew.
Feng Aotian took off Feng Yinqi's clothes and carried him into the bathtub. Mu Hanjin picked up the cotton pad, "My lord, let this minister come."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, and immediately stood aside to watch.
Inside the palace, the shadow had already fallen into the queen dowager's bedroom, and he hurriedly entered to report.
"How is it?" Feng Aoyun asked in a deep voice.
"My lord, my subordinates didn't break into the bedroom, but my subordinates saw the Prince Regent lying on the bed outside the window, and he seemed to be in a coma." The shadow replied in a low voice.
"Go down." Feng Aoyun's eyes flashed coldly, "She is playing tricks with me."
"My lord, isn't the Prince Regent unconscious?" Xing Zhiyan asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Feng Aoyun's face darkened slightly, "Since this is the case, then I will wait for when she wakes up. In the past few days, you will go to Zaochao and listen to the government."
"Yes." Xing Zhiyan replied with her head lowered.
Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi seemed restless all day, as if she sensed something was happening, but as expected, the sky was getting dark, and it came.
The old eunuch in front of him was the chief eunuch in front of the emperor, Eunuch Hai, he looked at Ye Meixi in front of him, lowered his head and said, "His Royal Highness, the emperor has announced you to go to the Imperial Garden."
"Okay, my Highness will go here." Ye Meixi replied kindly. For him, what he can do now is to prevent others from arousing suspicion, especially the Crown Prince Ye Ziran.
"Okay, this old slave will go and report to the emperor immediately." Eunuch Hai replied with a raised voice, and then backed out.
Ye Meixi looked at Xianghan, "Go and fetch the red silk."
"His Royal Highness, what do you want the red silk to do?" Xiang Han asked aside.
"How can you be a father and think of me, a prince who has been forgotten by him, but because my mother-in-law must have said that I inherited her stunts and let me perform." Ye Meixi was young. suffered all the pain.
His mother-in-law is the emperor's most favored concubine. It stands to reason that his prince will also be favored, but he has been indifferent since he was a child, just because his mother-in-law is jealous of all those who are better-looking than her, no matter Whether it was a woman or a man, and he had inherited her stunning appearance, so she said in front of the emperor that he had carried an ominous omen since he was a child and could not be close to the emperor. field.
He couldn't help but think it was funny, how can there be a mother in this world who is jealous of her child's beauty
However, this is often the case. His mother and concubine then gave birth to two children, one is him, and the other is a sister who is two years younger than her. Xiyue is even more beautiful, she is born with strange Xiang, when she was thirteen years old, had already become the first beauty of Wu Yue Kingdom. Her mother was jealous of her appearance and tried to kill her. Watching his own sister was sullied to death, but there was nothing he could do. He could clearly remember the eyes Xiyue looked at him when she was dying, and it was full of resentment and pain. It was not until that moment that he understood that his How terrible is the mother, he and Xiyue are her own flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, his hands tightened again and again, Chu Xia brought the red silk, and Xianghan followed Ye Meixi out of the bedroom and walked slowly towards the imperial garden.
In the imperial garden, the sound of dancing and music could be heard from a distance, mixed with the charming and low voice of a woman.
The emperor of Wuyue Kingdom is obsessed with beauty all day long.
When Ye Meixi was very young, he was trapped in a dark room by his mother-in-law. Whenever his mother-in-law was not happy, he would hang him upside down from the beam and beat him with a whip. At that time, he had no resentment, only Because she is his relative in this world, no matter what she does to him, she is his mother.
However, he was wrong, very wrong. It was only because he couldn't bear it that he watched helplessly as his mother handed her daughter into the hands of a group of beasts, raped her to death, and watched helplessly as her son was killed. Abandoned martial arts, poisoned and died.
if not for him