"Just now, the subordinate calls for General Leng. When there was no movement in the tent, the subordinate entered the tent and saw General Leng lying on the bed, motionless." The soldier in front of him said tremblingly.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and then he looked at Mu Hanyao, "You wait to continue."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, then nodded, turned around, and led everyone back to the camp.
Feng Aotian looked at the soldier beside him, "Take me to his camp."
"Yes." The soldier took the order, and immediately led Feng Aotian to go. She walked into the tent and saw Qianye lying on the cold bed, on one arm, the wound had turned into black blood, and she continued. He stepped forward and called softly, "Leng Qianye?"
Seeing that he didn't move at all, he helped him up, lowered his head, sucked the black blood from his wound, and spit it on the ground. He was bitten, and it took so long
She held him steady, sat cross-legged, and then raised her palms to transfer her inner strength to him. Leng Qianye's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the tent was silent.
In the conference hall, Mu Hanyao looked at Li Su and Jibai in front of him, "You should make a statement about the battle last night. The new method used last night is now ordered to be rebuilt and placed on the tower. "
"Yes." Li Su, Jibai, and everyone else are still worried about Leng Qianye, but seeing Mu Hanyao's stern face, he didn't have the slightest reaction, so he didn't dare to ask more.
After Mu Hanyao explained everything properly, everyone walked out of the conference hall, but still did not hear any news, and everyone looked at Mu Hanyao.
"General Mu, the last general wants to go and have a look." Ji Bai said from one side.
"Yeah, now that it's like this, the last commander is really worried." Li Su also agreed.
Mu Hanyao looked at them, "Everything is going on as usual, you all go to work."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Yes." Then they dispersed.
Mu Hanyao stepped up and walked towards Leng Qianye's tent. Standing outside, he saw the soldiers guarding the tent, "Is there any movement inside?"
"The emperor went in, but never came out." The soldier replied in a low voice.
Mu Hanyao took a step forward, looking at the sky in front of him, his stern face was covered with a layer of brilliance, and he didn't say a word.
Feng Aotian slowly retracted his palms, Leng Qianye's body slowly fell towards her, she followed him, he leaned on her shoulder, opened his eyes slightly, printed her face, and then slowly closed Eyes closed, fainted.
Feng Aotian got up, laid him flat on the bed, covered the quilt, then put a pill into his mouth, saw him swallow it, and bandaged the wound on his arm, he turned around and walked out of the tent.
As soon as they stepped out of the tent, the soldiers guarding outside the tent knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty!"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao who was standing with his back to her, took a step forward, saw him turn around, and saluted, "Your Majesty."
"What are you thinking about?" Feng Aotian smiled, raised his hand and put it in his palm.
Mu Hanyao looked at her, "Is Qianye okay?"
"Well, I was bitten, and I didn't clean it up in time. Now, it's fine." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Take a walk with you."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, then took her hand and walked forward.
"Your Majesty, who are these people?" Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian and expressed his doubts.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "They are from the Wu clan, but they were attacked by evil, and the palace was also attacked last night."
Mu Hanyao was slightly startled, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "This matter must have something to do with Qi Guo."
"It seems that they have started." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he said, "There must be meticulous work in the military camp, otherwise, how could Xing Zhiyan fall into evil?"
"These days, I have been investigating secretly, but I have no clues." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian and continued.
"It's okay, foxes always show their tails." Feng Aotian said in a light tone.
The border gate is now in autumn, the autumn is high and the air is very pleasant, the grass has turned yellow, and a gust of wind blew the two people's clothes away. They didn't talk too much, just strolled quietly.
Leng Qianye woke up faintly, propped up his aching forehead, looked at the quilt covering his body, and then looked at his arms, which had been bandaged, and there was still a pool of black blood on the ground, he remembered that he had just watched in a trance When he arrived at Feng Aotian's face, he then got out of the bed and walked out of the barracks.
When the soldier saw Leng Qianye, he called out with joy, "General, you are finally awake."
"What happened?" Leng Qianye asked, looking at the soldier in front of him.
"My subordinate Shicai called you to the council hall, but he didn't hear any sound, so he entered the tent and saw you lying on the bed, but there was no response, so he rushed to the council hall and reported to the emperor, The emperor will come after that." The soldier said carefully what had just happened.
"Well, I see." Leng Qianye knew that she was not hallucinating just now, but that she had really come, and that she had rescued him.
He turned his eyes, looked at the wound on his arm, stroked it gently, then turned around, entered the tent, washed up, and walked out, "Where's the emperor?"
"Go to the grass there with General Mu." The soldier replied in a low voice.
Leng Qianye looked at the grass in the distance, and then walked forward.
"The border will be handed over to you and Leng Qianye, and I will go back tomorrow." Feng Aotian thought, three days later, there will be a scientific examination, and now the palace does not know what is going on.
Mu Hanyao was slightly startled, for some reason, at this moment, his heart suddenly felt reluctance, he lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."
Feng Aotian looked at his calm appearance and sighed faintly. Then, he pulled up a yellowish grass and played with it in his hand. Holding his hand, the two walked forward.
Then, she heard an eagle swirling in the sky. Suddenly, it crashed directly in front of her. Feng Aotian flew up, grabbed the falling eagle, and then landed on the ground.
Mu Hanyao stepped forward and looked at her, "Your Majesty, this eagle is injured."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian saw that an arrow was hit on it, then put it on the ground, caressed its head with one hand, pulled the arrow out of its body with the other hand, and then tore it from his own body. The next piece of cloth, took out the golden sore medicine in his arms, sprinkled it on its body, bandaged it, looked at it, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "Master gave you this eagle."
Mu Hanyao froze again, looking at Feng Aotian, who would reward this? He then replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Take good care of it and take it with you next time you see your grandfather."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian.
The cool wind blew their figures, and because the two were so close, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and bumped into Mu Hanyao's chin. To catch him, but fell into his arms.
Feng Aotian put his hands on both sides of him, lowered his head, looked at his cold lips, lowered his head, and kissed him, Mu Hanyao opened his hands, hugged her, turned over, and the two hugged on the grass and took advantage of the trend. Rolling down.
After the two stabilized, Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, "Idiot."
Mu Hanyao was stunned again, looking at her face so close at hand, what still came to mind was her disguised as a woman, then turned over again, pressed her down, lowered her head, and kissed her lip.
Leng Qianye stood in the distance, looked at the picture in front of him, turned around quickly, raised his eyes, suddenly felt that the air here was a little suffocating, the picture was very dazzling, he then stepped up and left the grass.
Feng Aotian raised his head and bit his lip, then turned over and pressed him under his body, slid his plain hand towards his chest, slid lightly across his armor, and unbuttoned his clothes. With a low laugh, "You took the initiative to come to the arms of the grandfather."
Mu Hanyao's eyes flashed with darkness, and he realized what he was doing? Why can't you control her? He quickly reached out and held her hand, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian raised his hand, pressed his hand to one side, then lowered his head, looked at the words engraved on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, who are you from?"
"It's the emperor's." Mu Hanyao said without hesitation.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then lowered his head, bit the wound, biting fiercely, then down, listening to his chest heaving and shaking with force, her other hand was slowly moving towards Down, I came across that unique place.
Mu Hanyao's body was obviously stiff, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian let go of his hand, then left his body, re-tied his clothes, and then got up, "Didn't you say that you only knew when you touched it? I didn't touch it last time, but this time, I know. "
Even if Mu Hanyao was the coldest person, at this moment, his bronze complexion was dyed with a touch of crimson. He got up from the grass, then turned around, and walked forward, he saw that the eagle seemed to have spirituality, with a sad look in his eyes. stared at him.
Feng Aotian stood there, waiting for him to come over with the eagle in his arms. She stepped forward and held his hand, "Go back to the camp."
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao stood beside her, and the two slowly returned to the barracks.
Leng Qianye stood outside the tent, watching the two of them walk hand in hand, their indifferent faces, at this moment, in this desolate border, even though he was wearing a military uniform, he still had an unearthly and independent spirit. gas.
Feng Aotian saw Leng Qianye standing in front of the tent from a distance, she slowly stepped forward and looked at him, "Is your health better?"
"Go back to the emperor, it's not in the way." Leng Qianye said lightly.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, raised his hand, covered his pulse, and then raised his eyes to look at him, "Well, it's fine, in the future, you can't hold on so hard, if you are one step behind, you can now I really went to see Hades."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Leng Qianye lowered his head, watched her put down her wrist, and bowed.
Feng Aotian looked at the sky, "Let's go, I'm hungry."
As for Leng Qianye, Feng Aotian knew that this predecessor owed him something in the past two years. Now that she has become the owner of this body, she must be responsible for the mistakes made by this body before. She is not a responsible person.
Leng Qianye looked at the eagle in Mu Hanyao's arms, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Why did you bring an eagle back?"
"It was injured, and the emperor rescued it and gave it to me." Mu Hanyao lowered his head, looked at the eagle lying quietly in his arms, and continued.
Leng Qianye looked sideways, looked at Feng Aotian, stopped talking, and followed the two of them forward.
The two entered the camp, and the border gates were limited in food and grass. It was not bad compared to the palace, and it was good to eat. Therefore, Feng Aotian looked at the rough food in front of him and thought that compared to her predecessor, it was much better.
She has never had special requirements for food, so she sat down, picked up the table and chopsticks, looked at the two of them, and put the dishes in their bowls, "Let's eat."
"Yes." The two answered, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them dined quietly. Leng Qianye remembered that this was the first time he had eaten with Feng Aotian.
After lunch, Feng Aotian got up and looked at the two of them, "Go to the tower."
"Yes." Of course Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye knew that the emperor was going to inspect the situation of the tower.
The three immediately walked to the gate tower, Feng Aotian looked at the scene in front of him, "The army of Qi Kingdom is stationed five miles away from our gate tower."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, looking at Feng Aotian.
"Did you use a slingshot when you were a child?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye, and then asked.
"Played." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye nodded.
Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "If the slingshot is made ten times smaller than before, how far do you think he can pop it?"
Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, "There should be three miles."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "What if it's doubled?"
"Your Majesty, what do you mean?" Mu Hanyao's eyes lit up as he looked at Feng Aotian.
"It's what you think." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and said with a small smile, "Now, the weapons used by the Feng Kingdom are too outdated, so I found the newest weapons from the other three great powers, and I'll talk about it later. Re-engineered, ordered the Ministry of War to build it overnight, and it will be able to reach the border within a month."
"Yes." Leng Qianye thought that their weapons were old now, but they didn't dare to ask for anything else in the current situation of Feng Kingdom, but she didn't expect it, she already thought of it.
Feng Aotian then looked at Leng Qianye, "How do you read the two military books that Master gave you?"
"I only read 80% of the first book." Leng Qianye felt that the later ones became more and more difficult to understand.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Later, you tell the Lord."
"Yes." Leng Qianye's passion for the art of war is far greater than everything he has. Now, when he hears that he can solve his confusion, his eyebrows also have a rare look.
Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and then at Leng Qianye, "Can this minister listen in?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Of course."
"With a radius of eight miles, every ten feet, we have to fortify." Feng Aotian looked at the movement in front of him, "When there is no further action in the country of Qi."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao responded quickly, "How to fortify?"
Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Every ten feet, they sent people to dig a big pit three feet deep. If there was a war at that time, they would pour the wine into the pit, and then set the wine on fire, and the whole pit would be destroyed. If there is a fire, they will not dare to go forward."
"Good way." Mu Hanyao couldn't help but admire.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at them, "As for the follow-up, the two of you will arrange it. If you need anything, just report it to the Lord."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye responded quickly.
The three of them went back to the tent and walked to Leng Qianye's tent. Feng Aotian was sitting in the middle, and Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao were sitting on the left and right sides.
"Where?" Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye. Then asked.
Leng Qianye turned it out in confusion, pointed to the formation above, and asked, "This minister doesn't quite understand."
Feng Aotian looked at the formation in front of him, then took out a pen and paper, drew a new one, and then handed it to him, "Can you understand?"
Leng Qianye suddenly realized, and looked at Feng Aotian, "I thank you, Your Majesty."
Mu Hanyao sat on the side and watched the two focus on the art of war, but he hadn't seen it, so he was a little puzzled, so he could only sit on the side with a cold face, looked at the two of them stupidly, and said nothing. Voice.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at his appearance, smiled and said, "In the future, let him tell you."
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded.
After Feng Aotian explained the last part, he looked at him, "The second volume is more complicated than the first volume. If there is anything you don't understand, write a letter and ask Han Yao to bring it to the master."
"I understand." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, and suddenly felt that in his heart, he no longer hated the person in front of him as he used to.
Feng Aotian then got up, raised his eyes, looked at the current sky, "This day passed by in a flash."
Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and saw that the sky was dark now. For the first time, he felt that time passed too fast, he stood up and walked out of the tent.
Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, and then looked at Leng Qianye, "If your sister didn't lose her mind for Han Yao, then you would definitely not be able to spare her."
Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's words outside the tent, but for some reason, a slight warmth flashed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth did not feel a smile.
Leng Qianye was stunned and looked at her, "Your Majesty, my sister is just young and ignorant."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a nervous look in his eyes, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Master has opened the women's scientific examination, counting the days, she will go back, just in time to apply for the test, but I want to take a look, Aren't the children of your Leng family who would rather not bend?"
Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, the big stone in his heart really put down, got up quickly, and saluted, "I thank the emperor very much."
Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression, and couldn't help but laugh, "Master found that your attitude towards Master is not as cold as before."
Leng Qianye was stunned for a moment, and then he realized, yes, now that he sees her, why doesn't he feel bored in the past
Feng Aotian got up, "You take a good rest, I don't know when I will see you next time."
Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the figure she was leaving until the curtain fell. He lowered his head and looked at the paper on the table with her handwriting on it. He just watched it quietly.
Feng Aotian walked out of the tent, stepped forward, and held Mu Hanyao's hand behind him, "Do you like standing in the open space?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded. It was a habit that he had formed from nowhere. Whenever her face appeared in his mind, he would stand in the open space and look at the night sky.
Feng Aotian took his hand, stepped into the tent, turned her head, and saw a familiar figure. She then stepped forward and looked at the handsome man in front of her. There were scars on his face, but he stubbornly stood there.
After half a year, now, when we meet again, I feel that he is much stronger than before, "Come in with my grandfather."
Tsing Yi raised his eyes and looked at her, not as timid as before, but with determination, he whispered, "Yes."
Feng Aotian then turned around and entered the tent with Mu Hanyao. Tsing Yi followed behind her. When entering the tent, he half-kneeled, "See the emperor!"
"Get up." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Tell me, who made Xing Zhiyan fall into sorcery?"
Tsing Yi looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes dimmed, he knelt down again, "Your Majesty, this person's subordinates cannot speak."
"Your benefactor?" Feng Aotian then asked.
"Exactly." Tsing Yi nodded, "Subordinates cannot betray their benefactors."
"Okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, "This time, go back to Beijing with your grandfather."
Tsing Yi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, obviously stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes, "Yes."
Mu Hanyao was also stunned, looking at Tsing Yi in front of him, for some reason, he felt uncomfortable, "Your Majesty, he..."
"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, "Master has a three-year contract with him, and he will definitely not break his promise."
Tsing Yi's mind trembled. In these days, he has seen everything in his eyes, and he has experienced it. For Feng Aotian, family revenge must be avenged, and this is also the courage that supports his life.
"You step back." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Yes." Tsing Yi then got up, exited the tent, raised his eyes, and looked at the dark night in front of him, he sighed in a low voice, what should come is coming.
Feng Aotian got up and looked at him, "Take a bath, rest, I will return to Beijing tomorrow."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then ordered someone to prepare hot water. The two of them simply took a bath. After washing, they lay on the bed.
Mu Hanyao turned his eyes to Feng Aotian, she was looking at him with a small smile, his eyes dimmed, "Your Majesty, why are you looking at this minister?"
Feng Aotian raised her finger and traced his eyebrows, remembering the first time she saw him, and now he still had that cold expression, she put her hands on his eyes, "Go to sleep."
Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand, took her hand in his palm, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
In the palace, today, there is still no morning court. However, according to the news from the emperor, the border crisis has been resolved. Although 30,000 horses have been injured, both eldest brother and brother Leng have been injured. Fortunately, there is no problem. Mu Hanyao is now really relieved. .
He covered his heart. He didn't vomit blood on this day. After thinking about it, he raised his eyes and looked at the moonlight today. The emperor will come back tomorrow.
He turned around faintly, suddenly a pain in his heart, and he vomited blood again. He lowered his head and looked at his wrist. The red line was no longer past his wrist, and a strand of blue silk streaked across it. He raised his hand and took it.
He was startled for a moment, and then hurriedly walked to the bronze mirror. When he looked at his hair, he was so frightened that he stepped back again and again, clutching his heart, and fell to the ground.
Feng Aotian also felt the pain in her sleep, she quickly opened her eyes, looked sideways, and looked at Mu Hanyao lying beside her, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, got up slowly, put on her robe, and walked outside the tent. .
Leng Qianye didn't know why, but there was no sleepiness that night, so he walked out of the tent, raised his eyes, and looked at the night sky.
Feng Aotian walked on the dimly lit open space, walking step by step, letting the cold wind blow her clothes, face, and black hair, she closed her robe, how long would Mu Hanjin hide from her
Leng Qianye unknowingly walked out of the barracks, raised his eyes, but saw a figure walking not far away, but he recognized Feng Aotian at a glance, he stopped at the same place, hesitated, wondering if he should Come forward.
Feng Aotian continued to walk, but Leng Qianye slowly followed. Under the cold moonlight, he felt that the figure in front of him was very lonely, revealing endless desolation.
For some reason, his feet didn't seem to obey, just walking forward.
Feng Aotian raised his head, glanced at the sky, took a deep breath, then turned around, and saw Leng Qianye walking not far away. She stood there, waiting for him to come.
Leng Qianye met her eyes when she turned around. At this moment, he felt that every step he took was heavy, and his feet seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.
When he fell in front of her, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "How did you come out?"
"Where's the emperor?" Leng Qianye asked in a light tone, returning to his indifferent appearance.
Feng Aotian took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked at the moonlight in the distance, "I'm thinking of someone."
"So is this minister." Leng Qianye almost blurted out and asked who was she thinking about
"Are you thinking about Xing Zhiyan?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.
"No." Leng Qianye said lightly, "I have never had a relationship between men and women towards her."
"Oh." Feng Aotian nodded, "Then have you ever liked someone and put someone in your heart?"
Leng Qianye raised her eyes and looked at the sky, "Never."
Feng Aotian nodded, "Master once had it, but now it seems..."
"Your Majesty." At this moment, Mu Hanyao's voice suddenly sounded.
Feng Aotian turned around, saw that he was wearing only a middle coat and came out, the cold wind was blowing his hair, she smiled lightly and stepped forward, holding his hand, it was a little cold, then she opened her robe and put it on one person. Halfway through, "Go back to camp."
"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes, and glanced at Mu Hanyao, the two of them were relatively speechless, then turned around and followed Feng Aotian back to the barracks.
Leng Qianye stood on the spot, watching the figures of the two leaving, he then turned around, lay on the ground, and looked at the stars in the sky.
In the palace, Huanxi saw that Mu Hanjin suddenly turned white hair, fell to the ground in fright, and then ran out, only then remembered that the emperor was not there, and ran to Jinxuan Palace.
Gu Yefeng did not return to the palace, because the library was destroyed, and most of the books in it were burned. Therefore, he volunteered to organize the books in the pavilion. After such a busy day, he is now dining in the Lanjingshu Palace.
Yi Mu only woke up at noon today, and when he learned that there was nothing else in the palace, he felt relieved. Immediately, he sorted out the library with Gu Yefeng. Now, the three of them are having dinner.
Huanxi rushed in in a panic, and quickly knelt on the ground, "Concubine Lan, go see my master, he... he..."
Looking at Huanxi like this, Lan Jingshu quickly put down the dishes, got up, and looked at him, "What's wrong with Han Jin?"
"You'll know when you go and have a look." Huanxi didn't know how to open her mouth, and tears were about to flow out.
Lan Jingshu hurriedly stepped up and hurried to Qinghui Palace. Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and then walked out.
When Lan Jingshu entered the main hall and stepped into the inner hall, he saw a man sitting on the ground, covered in silver hair, in a trance. Squatting in front of him, waiting to see his face clearly, he called softly, "Han Jin..."
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes in a trance, looked at Lan Jingshu, grabbed his arms, "Is what you see real?"
"What's wrong with you?" Lan Jingshu wanted to help him up, but he couldn't move.
"I... What's wrong with me?" Mu Hanyao stood up from the ground and put the hair on his chest in front of his eyes, "What should come will come eventually."
"Hanjin, you..." Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu also rushed over. When they saw Mu Hanjin's silver hair, they were shocked.
Mu Hanjin turned his eyes and regained his usual indifference, "It's okay, it's just white hair."
"Tell me, what are you hiding from the emperor?" Lan Jingshu shouted loudly as he looked at the close friend in front of him.
Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, it's okay, the emperor will be back tomorrow."
Lan Jingshu was slightly startled, turned around, and rushed out the door.
Gu Yefeng looked at Mu Hanjin's appearance, and shook his head in disbelief, then raised his eyes to look at Yi Mu.
Yi Mu slowly stepped forward and looked at him, "The emperor will be back tomorrow, are you ready?"
"This catastrophe will be faced sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so early." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at Yi Mu, and continued.
"Hey." Yi Mu shook his head, then turned around and pushed Gu Yefeng away.
In the palace of the emperor, Eunuch Cat rearranged all the furnishings in the palace, and replaced them with new ones. It looked very bright, and it was a lot more luxurious. He held the tea cup and looked around, feeling relieved. After a lot, I sniffed the aroma of the tea, this is the tea that Master Su Ri likes to drink.
Sixi stood on one side, looking at Eunuch Cat in front of him, thinking about Eunuch Cat's courage, he was more aggressive than Eunuch Feng, and he still had some kind of possessiveness towards the emperor. It seems that in the future, this The other concubines in the palace are going to suffer.
"When will the emperor come back?" Eunuch Cat asked in a shrill voice, aiming at the hidden and dark soul.
"Leave tomorrow and come back at night." Soul replied quickly.
"What's going on at the border?" Eunuch Cat put down the tea cup, lifted one of his legs, leaned on the soft couch leisurely, and asked comfortably.
"The border is now fine, but Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao were injured." Soul replied truthfully, they naturally knew how powerful Eunuch Cat was. If they didn't bring it in now, some of them would suffer in the future.
The cat's father raised his eyebrows slightly, and hummed between his nose, "Is it also the master's fancy?"
"Yes." Soul thought it should be, anyway, these two have been kissed by the grandfather.
"It seems that in the past two years that Sa's family is away, Master has been living more and more happily." Eunuch Cat's eyebrows flashed coldly.
Hun heard the coldness in Eunuch Mao's words, and quickly shrank aside, and then said, "Eunuch Cat, you haven't seen the emperor for a long time. The emperor has changed a lot now."
"Really?" Eunuch Cat raised his finger and fiddled with it gently, "It has changed, and he is also the master of the Sa family, so he should also be spoiled by the Sa family."
The soul trembled a few times, and then said, "However, Mu Hanjin is now the emperor's heart."
Eunuch Cat felt that Hunjin was very talkative, so he snorted coldly, "You are talking more and more now?"
Soul hurriedly shrank his neck, "Father Cat, didn't you tell your subordinates to say it."
Eunuch Mao cleared his throat, "So what, even if it's the flesh of the heart, Sajia will give him a bite."
Soul no longer speaks, and he naturally understands Eunuch Cat's bitter temperament in his heart, fearing that it will not be purified in the future.
Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao returned to the camp, she raised her eyes and saw Mu Hanyao's dark eyes, she smiled softly, "What's wrong?"
Mu Hanyao didn't speak, but got on the bed and lay down.
Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression, then stepped forward, opened his arms, wrapped his arms around him from the back, and rubbed his cheeks on his generous back a few times, "Don't tell me, you're jealous."
Mu Hanyao's body tensed, how could he? He quickly restrained his thoughts, then remained silent, simply closed his eyes, and continued to sleep, just now, when he woke up, he saw no one beside him, and felt lonely for the first time, he quickly got out of bed, He rushed out of the tent, looking for her figure, without bothering to put on his clothes. When he saw the scene where she and Leng Qianye were standing together and chatting happily, an inexplicable displeasure flashed in his heart, and even Thoughts of sullenness and jealousy swept through all his thoughts.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly realized something, no, this is impossible, he calmed down the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and then closed his eyes again.
When she woke up the next morning, Feng Aotian saw that there was no Mu Hanyao by her side. She got up, washed and dressed properly, and then walked out of the tent.
"Where's Mu Hanyao?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice as he looked around and saw that there was no one there.
"General Mu has gone to the training ground." The soldier quickly replied with his head bowed.
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, then looked at the soldier beside him, "Well, when he comes back, I will tell him that Ye is back in Beijing."
"Yes." The soldier replied, then knelt on the ground, "My subordinates respectfully send the emperor."
Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Tsing Yi who was already waiting not far away, "Let's go."
"Yes." Tsing Yi nodded, then followed Feng Aotian out of the barracks step by step.
The soldiers in the army all knelt on the ground, "Respectfully send the emperor!"
Compared to half a year ago, when he left, the excited and impatient mood of the frontier soldiers, now it seems, is showing admiration.
She then mounted the horse, looked at Tsing Yi, stretched out her hand, pulled him behind her, and rode away.
Mu Hanyao rode his horse and ran back from the school's training ground. Looking at the figure that had gone away, a trace of unseen sadness and sadness flashed across his brows. Then he turned his horse's head and returned to the school's training ground.
Leng Qianye stood outside the tent, looking at the figure of Mu Hanyao leaving, looking at the figure disappearing in the distance, the indifferent face flashed a sneer, then turned around and walked into the tent.
Mu Hanjin stood in the main hall for a whole night, allowing the cold wind to eat his bones. Looking at his face in front of him, it still looks like jade, but that blue silk has turned into silver hair.
He lowered his head, picked up Yunjin's hairband, tied the silver hair behind his head, then turned around and stepped out of Qinghui Palace. Lan Jingshu stood outside the palace all night, turned around and looked at him.
He smiled gently, "What do you do, go to the Metropolitan Court, the day after tomorrow will be a scientific expedition."
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu said nothing, nodded, and the two walked forward.
Eunuch Cat stood in the emperor's bedroom, and saw Mu Hanjin's silver hair, his slender eyes flashed coldly, and then said in a low voice, "How could he become such a ghost in a day?"
Sixi stood by, silent, because he didn't know it, but only knew that Concubine Mu often vomited blood these days.
The two went out of the palace and sat on the carriage. Lan Jingshu looked at his silver hair, "Are you..."
"Is it what?" Mu Hanjin put down the booklet in his hand, raised his eyes, and asked casually.
"Are you..." Lan Jingshu took a deep breath, "Is time running out?"
Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Jing Shu, can you promise me one thing?"
"Let's talk." Lan Jingshu nodded.
"If that day comes, you will take good care of the emperor for me." Mu Hanjin's eyes showed sincerity as he looked at Lan Jingshu.
Lan Jingshu smiled warmly, "Eunuch Feng also asked me to take good care of the emperor before he died, but now, you also ask me, I am He De He Neng, I have neither your weight in her heart nor Eun Feng Feng. In her heart, she has no martial arts and no planning, how can I take good care of her?"
Mu Hanjin raised his hand and patted Lan Jingshu's shoulder, "Could it be that you don't care about the emperor at all after getting along these days?"
"So what?" Lan Jingshu smiled bitterly, "I know my position, and I also know exactly what I am in her heart, and you are different. Your position in her heart cannot be replaced by anyone."
"I'm afraid no one knows what she's thinking. I just think that after I leave, she can have someone to accompany her so that she won't be alone." Mu Hanjin said quietly.
"That cat-in-law who just arrived, it looks like he won't leave the emperor alone." Lan Jingshu said coolly.
"I know." Mu Hanjin nodded. These days, she has been rooted in his heart, occupying all his thoughts. The more so, the more he is reluctant to leave, but what can he do now that his life is over
"Isn't there any other way?" Lan Jing