"I just said that the emperor wants to give him a marriage." Leng Peihan lowered his head and replied.
Lan Jingshu's eyes dimmed, he seemed to understand, and even Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng, who were on one side, realized something. The three of them set their eyes on Leng Peihan and shook their heads helplessly.
Looking at the expressions of the three of them, Leng Peihan naturally understood, the eldest brother sighed faintly.
Feng Aotian rode Aoxue directly into the barracks, and saw that the barracks had already fallen into a scuffle, her eyes flashed coldly, she flew into the tent, and the man in black in front of her looked at Feng Aotian, Glancing at each other, not fighting, turned around and wanted to leave.
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Don't let any one go, kill without mercy."
"Yes." Po followed in a low voice, and in a flash, he saw Po and the dark guards surrounding the black-clothed men in front of him, and the remaining black-clothed men turned into corpses in a blink of an eye.
Feng Aotian stepped forward and walked to the edge of the bed, when he saw Mu Hanyao holding his eyes and looking at her.
She whispered, "Han Yao."
Mu Hanyao saw that it was her, and the corners of his mouth evoked a shallow smile, then he couldn't hold it any longer and passed out.
Feng Aotian hurriedly stepped forward, raised his hand, took him into his arms, lowered his head, and probed for his pulse, "Fortunately, it's just some soft muscles."
She helped him up, left the tent, walked to his tent, put him on the bed, covered the quilt, and walked to Leng Qianye's tent.
The tent was already covered in blood. With a gloomy face, she stepped forward, picked up Leng Qianye on the bed, and said coldly, "Clean up this place again."
"Yes." Po replied.
"Those who dare to touch the Lord will take it into the woods and feed the Lord's treasure." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.
"Yes." Po hurriedly motioned to the dark guard on one side and started to act.
Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye back to his tent, put him on the bed, and took a pulse for him. The injury was very serious, her eyes sank, and she took off his clothes, and saw that there were two The palm print was already blue-black. She raised her eyes and stared at his pale face, still exuding an air of indifference. She then got on the bed, sat cross-legged, and placed her palms on his chest to help him move forward. Healing wounds.
Time passed slowly, Mu Hanyao slowly opened his eyes, held his aching forehead, and got up. He thought that when he was in a drowsiness just now, he saw the emperor and walked out while supporting his weak body. .
Li Su came over with the bandage and looked at Mu Hanyao, "General Mu, are you awake?"
"The emperor is here?" Mu Hanyao asked her first sentence.
"Yeah, now, I'm healing General Leng." Li Su nodded, thinking that the emperor was still predictable and would come every time there was a crisis at the border.
Mu Hanyao looked at Li Su, nodded slightly, and then walked forward, "Is it in the emperor's tent or?"
"General Leng's tent is being repaired now," Li Su said.
"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded, then walked up to the tent specially arranged for Feng Aotian.
Looking at the hour now, three hours have passed. He opened the curtain, walked in, and saw Feng Aotian on the bed, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his handsome face, revealing an unquestionable Leng De, he slowly walked forward, stood by her side, stared at her, it was only a few days later, in the days when she was away, except for the war, he could not think of her, other times, Whenever it was quiet at night, her face would appear in his mind.
Until late at night, Feng Ao Tian slowly retracted his palms and opened his eyes, Leng Qianye's body fell towards her, she took him into her arms, took out the brocade from her sleeves, and wiped his face. Thin sweat, then laid him flat on the bed, covered the quilt, turned his eyes, and saw Mu Hanyao, "Why are you standing here?"
Mu Hanyao stared at her, pulled out the black jinpa in his arms, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. This was the first time that he took the initiative to wipe the sweat for a person, wanting to take good care of a person.
Feng Aotian smiled and got up. Due to the excessive consumption of her internal strength, her body was weak and somewhat dizzy. She was swayed by Mu Hanyao and embraced by Mu Hanyao.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, raised his eyes and stared at him, "Why don't you speak?"
Mu Hanyao still stared at her, and after a long time, he spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Your Majesty, I miss you."
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said with a smile, "When did you learn to say such nasty words?"
"It's just that I never said it." Mu Hanyao hugged her and walked to the side of the soft couch, Feng Aotian leaned against his arms, and the two lay on their sides on the soft couch.
She reached out and stroked his face, "A lot tougher."
"Your Majesty, I thought you couldn't make it." When Mu Hanyao saw those men in black last night, he was a little scared, afraid that he would never see him again, or that he and Leng Qianye died like this.
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, "Master knows what you are worried about, don't worry, there will be no accident for you."
"I will always live with the emperor." Mu Hanyao said sincerely.
Feng Aotian raised his head and looked at him, "Who did you learn this from?"
Mu Hanyao's stern face was dyed with a slight smile, and that smile was like melting snow mountains, showing clarity, "It's the emperor."
Feng Aotian raised a smile, leaned forward slightly, lowered his head, and kissed his lips.
Mu Hanyao turned over, pressed her down, lowered his head, and kissed her back.
In the capital, Xuanyuan Yu learned that the people he sent had missed, and his eyes shattered with a cold light, "It's all useless things."
"Your Majesty, what should I do now?" the attendant asked from the side.
"How?" Xuanyuan Yu snorted coldly, "I want to see what other skills she has."
"What does the emperor mean?" the attendant continued.
"Tomorrow is not the day of Chu Lingtian's great joy. Since she dares to touch my people, I should bring them back." Xuanyuan Yu continued.
"The servant understands." The servant responded quickly.
Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun also learned about the annihilation of the vulture country, turned his eyes, looked at Wei Zimo who was angry in the bead curtain, smiled and said, "I didn't say it earlier, let you quickly destroy the vulture. Has the country's industry been recovered? You see, now, it's gone."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "It's not so easy for her to turn the Lingjiu Kingdom into hers."
"What do you mean?" Xing Wuyun lay on his side and on the soft couch, holding the wine in his arms, slightly drunken cheeks, showing a charming luster, looking at Wei Zimo, who was cold in the bead curtain.
"You'll know when the time comes." Wei Zimo's glamorous eyes gleamed with calculation.
Xing Wuyun looked at him as if he had an idea, and shook his head helplessly, "Hey..."
"What is your expression?" Wei Zimo turned his eyes, looked at his expression, and asked dissatisfied.
"I'm afraid that you will lose your wife and break the army. Don't put yourself in." Xing Wuyun raised his head and took a sip of wine. Anyway, now, he is as far away from Feng Aotian as he is.
Wei Zimo looked at him, "You doubt me?"
"Think about it, what a powerful character Xuanyuan Yu is, he sent his strong generals to the Spirit Vulture Country, but in the end he didn't lose his troops, even his own generals have been taken captive into the Feng Country now, so I won't have them tomorrow. Getting married with the woman who kidnapped him is now the most talked about conversation in all countries after a meal." Xing Wuyun thought, in today's world, apart from the emperors of the three powerful countries, only Feng Aotian can have such arrogant skills , However, her arrogance is not concealed, even if she is only a third-class country, a small emperor in a small place, but she can still have such a arrogant style, compared to those emperors with big countries, but it is true is much more powerful.
In this world, who can use a woman as an official, I am afraid that she is the only one who will let two women go to destroy the country in the first battle. Moreover, when they returned with a great victory, they undoubtedly threw one in Xuanyuanyu's face. Big slap, can Xuanyuan Yu let her go
However, when he thought that Xuanyuan Yu was in Feng Kingdom now, but she was turning a blind eye, he felt happy that the dignified emperor of Xuanmo Kingdom, and also known as the most beautiful man in the world, did not catch Feng Aotian's eyes. For some reason, it really made him happy.
"How can Xuanyuanyu compare with me?" Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "He just relies on his appearance and his supreme power to think that the whole world belongs to him, and he doesn't put anyone in the picture. In my eyes, he is very arrogant and arrogant, but in my eyes, he is nothing but a playboy who has been spoiled by arrogance."
Xing Wuyun listened to his words, "Even if he is a dude, he is still the emperor of a country. You have not heard of his methods before, but they are killing people without blinking an eye. Compared with Feng Aotian's brutal actions, they are no worse than Feng Aotian's cruelty. ."
Xing Wuyun listened to his words and laughed softly, "Yes, one is the emperor of a big country who is manic and murderous, and the other is the emperor of a small country who is extremely cruel and rogue. You said, the two of them are a perfect match."
Xing Wuyun was about to drink, and when he heard his words, he spat out a mouthful of wine and laughed loudly, "Haha, you mean, Xuanyuanyu and Feng Aotian?"
"Yeah, anyway, Xuanyuanyu hasn't been established yet. He has been emperor for five years, and he doesn't even have a woman. Don't you think it's strange?" Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun's exaggerated expression , in a cold tone.
"That's true." Xing Wuyun nodded, "However, it is impossible for him and Feng Aotian."
"There is nothing impossible in this world." Wei Zimo sneered, "Anyway, both of them have the same hobby."
"Haha." Xing Wuyun listened to more and more joy, "I said, how can you think of this? Xuanyuanyu's temperament is so proud, he can't wait to kill Feng Aotian now, maybe, soon, he will personally After destroying the Feng Kingdom, how can you look at Feng Aotian?"
"What if Feng Aotian likes him?" Wei Zimo looked directly at Xing Wuyun, "If this is the case, Feng Aotian has a lot of help. After all, Xuanmo Kingdom can support her."
"If that's the case, why didn't she lift your veil back then? If that's the case, then half of your property is hers. Wouldn't she be happier." Xing Wuyun pointed his finger at Wei Zimo.
"Humph." Wei Zimo looked at him, "If she dares to lift my veil, I will tear her into eight pieces."
"Are you willing?" Xing Wuyun asked amusingly, then raised his head and took a sip of wine.
Wei Zimo quickly opened the bead curtain and stood three steps away in front of him, "What do you mean? You didn't tell her about me, otherwise, how would she know about me, I didn't look for it at the beginning. You settle the account, and now, are you making fun of me instead?"
Xing Wuyun got up quickly and watched him alertly, thinking, wouldn't he anger him again? Biting his lip bitterly, he continued, "I'm just saying it casually, why should you take it seriously?"
"Just say it casually?" Wei Zimo was annoyed when he thought of this, "If it wasn't for your casual comment, I would have let her give it to..."
Xing Wuyun looked at him and asked inexplicably, "How long has it been, why haven't you forgotten this?"
"This is my great humiliation, I can forget it." Wei Zimo felt angry when he thought of this, and looked at Xing Wuyun more and more unpleasant.
Xing Wuyun got up knowingly, and then flew into the Furong Pavilion.
Wei Zimo watched Xing Wuyun fall in the Furong Pavilion. He decided that he would not be contaminated with that kind of fireworks, and he would not fly over. However, now, the tone in his heart has never been released, and he agreed not to care about Feng Feng. Aotian's matter, but, every time, he always receives news about her, and every time he can't help but get angry.
Seeing Xing Wuyun lying on the reclining chair in Furong Pavilion, he tapped his toes and flew over, just as he was about to land, he saw the old bustard standing in front of him and bowed, "Third Highness, my master said, if If you want to come to Furong Pavilion, you must take off the veil."
Wei Zimo looked at her and said solemnly, "Get out of the way!"
"His Royal Highness, the slaves are just following the instructions of the master. You know my master's temper." The old bustard in front of him said in a low voice.
Wei Zimo was a little anxious, then looked at Xing Wuyun, and then at the bodyguard who fell behind her, and immediately became furious, then raised his palm and hit the old bustard in front of her.
Xing Wuyun sat on the reclining chair in a good way, took the tea complacently, took a sip, and then saw that the old bustard just avoided Wei Zimo's palm, and then said, "His Royal Highness, my master also said, If it is, you are not targeting the Furong Pavilion, the slaves will not block it, please do so."
Wei Zimo fell on Xing Wuyun's side and looked at the old man in front of him, "What else did your master say?"
"Master said, if the third highness wants to find Xing's son unhappy, Furong Pavilion will follow you, as long as you leave the money for repairs." The old bustard then replied.
Xing Wuyun got up from the reclining chair and looked at the old bustard in front of him, "Your master is too good at crossing the river and demolishing the bridge."
The old man turned his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master Xing, the master said that if you come to Furong Pavilion after drinking, you will be beaten out."
When Xing Wuyun listened to her words, she was very angry. How dare you, Feng Aotian, dare to do this to me, and was about to step up to teach the old lady a lesson, when he saw Wei Zimo gently wave his hand, pull out the green bamboo on one side, and wave it towards Xing Wuyun.
Xing Wuyun hurriedly turned around and looked at Wei Zimo, "You really fought, you didn't see it, was this Feng Aotian's intention?"
Wei Zimo looked at him, "Whether she did it or not, now I'm beating you."
Xing Wuyun was a little helpless, he really didn't want to play with him, looked at him, "I warn you, if you dare to do it again, I will run away from home, I will go far, so that you will never find me."
Seeing his rogue appearance, Wei Zimo remembered Feng Aotian, and couldn't help but growled, "Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I can find you too, if that time comes, you may be even worse. "
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "It depends on whether you have that ability."
Saying that, while he was not prepared, he turned around and rushed to the third floor of Furong Pavilion. Hmph, since Feng Aotian wanted to beg for money from Wei Zimo, he did not stop and followed her wishes. Today, let Wei Zimo demolish the Furong Pavilion.
Wei Zimo followed and flew out, chasing after Xing Wuyun, the old bustard Ziyun stood on one side, looking at the figure of the two leaving, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The subordinates behind him were distressed, "Ziyun, if this Furong Pavilion is really demolished, wouldn't it be necessary to start over again?"
"What are you afraid of, anyway, the third highness has money. The master said that the Furong Pavilion has been in disrepair for a long time, so let him do whatever he wants. When the time comes, we will collect the money and we will build a new one." Ziyun then sat on the side and listened to the building. The screams and earth-shaking noises made her smile deeply.
While avoiding Wei Zimo's pursuit, Xing Wuyun demolished the entire third floor. For Wei Zimo, he really had no choice, he raised his head and shouted, "Feng Aotian, I'm not finished with you."
Wei Zimo looked at him like this, then looked at the furnishings on the third floor in front of him, and the woman on it, stared at him with disgust, and then looked at Xing Wuyun, even more angry, "Xing Wuyun. You did it on purpose. , lead me to Furong Pavilion and make me look sick."
Xing Wuyun watched Wei Zimo's cleanliness relapse, and laughed loudly, "Yes, it smells like powder, and there are stinky men and beauties, the third floor is not bad, or I Take you to the second floor for a walk?"
Xing Wuyun smiled freely, and then flew to the second floor. Wei Zimo looked at his arrogant appearance, his beautiful eyes were full of anger, and then flew after him. Today, he gave up.
At the border crossing, Mu Hanyao had already left the barracks and went to rectify the troops in case the State of Qi attacked.
Feng Aotian was sitting beside the bed, staring at Leng Qianye's face, remembering that when he first saw him, he was dismissive of himself, even if she laughed at him, he was indifferent and sneered. .
She was a little strange, when did he think about himself
She raised her hand and brushed her fingertips across his pale cheeks, tracing his brows, she was thinking, maybe, only he knew it.
Leng Qianye woke up faintly, opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Feng Aotian's handsome face with a light smile. He was slightly startled, then frowned, thinking that he was dreaming, how could she appear at this time? Is he dead already
Feng Aotian looked at his still indifferent expression, and laughed softly, "After sleeping for so long, you still don't want to wake up?"
Leng Qianye suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and put his fingertips on his lips, "Master knows."
Leng Qianye's eyes flickered, does she know anything? Then, as well as his thoughts, does she also understand
He raised his hand, pushed her hand away from his lips, and continued, "Your Majesty, please take your life back."
"Return what?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.
"I won't marry a wife, and I don't need the emperor to confer marriage." Leng Qianye said coldly.
"Oh, so that's what happened." Feng Aotian deliberately lengthened his voice, "What if I insist on doing this?"
"That minister has only one death." Leng Qianye raised her eyes, stared at her, and her tone was firm.
Feng Aotian moved forward slightly and hooked his chin, "If it is, is the person who I gave you the marriage to your liking?"
"I'm afraid that the person I like will never be married." Leng Qianye looked directly at her. At this moment, he didn't know why he would say such a thing. Maybe, after he moved his mind to her, everything would become easier. has changed.
"Really?" Feng Aotian slightly stepped forward and approached him again, then pressed his lips to kiss him gently, "Then who do you like?"
Leng Qianye was lying on the bed, looking at her with open eyes, slowly closing her eyes, her heart aching, "Your Majesty, I am tired."
Feng Aotian looked at his stubborn appearance, and then lay down beside him, "If you're tired, just rest."
Leng Qianye looked at her and lay on his side like this, then turned around and turned his back to her. At this time, can he say something? He remembered that although he was with Meiji to hold her back, he had physical contact with her after all, and he had already put away his thoughts about her when he did that. , isn't it
Feng Aotian stepped forward slightly, wrapped his waist around his back, and leaned his cheek against his back, "How can you be so stubborn?"
Leng Qianye's body trembled, and Han Yu's indifferent eyes flashed a touch of pain, then she closed her eyes, pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.
Feng Aotian then turned his body over, lowered his head, kissed his lips, hooked his fingers open the front of his shirt, and kneaded gently.
Leng Qianye closed her eyes tightly and let her wander freely on her body. Can he really say it
He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, held her hand, and looked at her, "Your Majesty, this minister's hand touched another woman."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, looked at his hand, looked at him, "Where else have you touched it?"
"Here." Leng Qianye raised his hand and pointed at his shoulder, "Do you still want such a minister?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and licked his lips lightly, "I don't want anything that others have touched."
Leng Qianye's heart was cold, then he pushed her away from him, got off the bed barefoot, took the sword on the side, and stabbed it at his shoulder, and saw the bright red blood flowing from his shoulder and dripping on the ground , He didn't even frown, then raised his arm and chopped off the hand that he had dragged Mei Ji.
Feng Aotian snapped his fingers, knocked down his sword, leaned on the bed, and stared at him, "If this hand is abolished, which hand will you use to kill the enemy?"
Leng Qianye looked at her, knelt on the ground, and her clothes were half draped over her body, "Your Majesty, this minister is no longer qualified to stand in front of you."
Feng Aotian said solemnly, "Come here."
Leng Qianye raised her eyes, stared at her, and was slightly startled, does he want to go over? Will he want himself? However, does she understand his thoughts
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, "Master gives you two choices, the first is to come here, and the second is that you can hang yourself in front of Master with that sword."
Leng Qianye raised her eyes and stared at her, did you go? How dare he get past it? He lowered his eyes, kept silent, and let the cold wind blow in, blowing his loose ink hair away, his fists clenched tightly, maybe, at the beginning, he should not be rash, maybe, at the beginning, He wants to take care of his heart, but now, everything is too late, when he thought he was about to die, he had already prepared the worst plan, she didn't want him, why should he be persistent, she If you want to push him out, then he will stay here forever, even if the loess is buried, he will stay here.
He picked up the sword on one side and slashed it towards his neck.
Feng Aotian looked at his choice, his eyes were gloomy, and he was ignorant of his smartness, but he was an elm head. Didn't she already make it clear
She flew out, snatched the sword from his hand, hugged his waist, spun him down on the bed, took him into her arms, lowered her head, and stroked his face, which was originally colorless, and now, Even paler.
She didn't care that her body was stained with his blood, she took out the golden sore medicine from her arms and sprinkled it on his shoulder, took off the brocade on her head and wrapped it on the wound, the blue silk fell with the wind, reflecting her face. more bright.
Leng Qianye had never seen her like this before, he was slightly startled and stared at her.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Didn't you tell me to let you come here?"
Leng Qianye recovered slightly, was silent for a long time, and said, "Your Majesty, you didn't say that you shouldn't be touched by others, this minister is not clean anymore."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Is it really unclean?"
"For the emperor, it's not clean anymore." Leng Qianye's thin lips pursed slightly. At this moment, for the first time, he seemed uneasy. When she stopped him from hanging himself, he knew that he was thinking, she understood.
Feng Aotian said with a low smile, "Why did you stab yourself just now?"
"I want to wash the places she touched with my own blood." Leng Qianye whispered.
Feng Aotian put his head in one hand, turned sideways, stared at him, and raised the blue silk on his chest, "Leng Qianye, tell me, when did you start thinking about him?"
Leng Qianye's face was indifferent, but he could see a little unnaturalness in his eyes. He lowered his eyes, when did he think about her
When she came to the border last time and kissed him? Or when she was explaining the military book to him? Or when she cut blood on him? Perhaps earlier, when she appeared in the dungeon and used her own cultivation to restore his martial arts? He thought back slowly, it seemed like a long time later, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "I don't know."
Feng Aotian looked at him amusingly, and put his forehead on his forehead, "Then when did you know that you were thinking about your grandfather?"
"Marriage." Leng Qianye looked at the face that was so close at hand, his heartbeat was beating fast, and he felt a little uneasy.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him, "Master said, as long as you agree, Master will give you a marriage."
"The minister doesn't agree." Leng Qianye replied quickly, then, ignoring the pain in his shoulders, he turned over, pressed Feng Aotian under him, and lowered his head to kiss her lips, "Your Majesty, will you want a minister?"
Feng Aotian blinked his eyes and looked at him, "Leng Qianye, when did you become so dull?"
Leng Qianye opened her eyes, stared at her shallow smile, her indifferent face, with a bright smile, bowed her head, and kissed her.
Feng Aotian laughed dumbly, looking at him like this, in fact, she understood everything.
Mu Hanyao arranged everything. After patrolling, he stepped into the tent. When he saw the picture of Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye embracing on the bed, his eyes were still burnt. He turned around abruptly and left the tent.
Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye naturally sensed the footsteps of Mu Hanyao, Feng Aotian slowly got up, looked at him, "Take a good rest."
"Yes." Leng Qianye nodded, he knew what Mu Hanyao was thinking, but he...
Feng Aotian lowered his head, dropped a shallow kiss on his forehead, covered him with a quilt, turned and left the tent.
Leng Qianye watched her leave, he closed his eyes, the struggles of these days were finally liberated, and his turbulent heart finally calmed down. He never thought that one day he would The heart was thrown out, and it was given to a man.
Feng Aotian walked out of the tent and looked at Mu Hanyao holding a saber in one hand and a hand on his waist, standing upright under the moon, she then stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and held his cold but thick hand, "In two days , the state of Qi will do it.”
"Your Majesty, this minister has something to say." Mu Hanyao couldn't help but looked at her.
"Huh?" Feng Aotian looked at his dark and deep eyes with coldness.
"In the heart of the emperor, what exactly is a minister?" Mu Hanyao always wanted to ask this question. For him, Feng Aotian has now become everything to him. He understands that for the second brother, she is him. At first, when he heard his second brother say this, he felt more sadness in his heart, but now, he feels the weight of these words, yes, because at this moment, he realized that , she is also his life, even more important than life.
Feng Aotian looked at him, led him to his tent, then sat down, "You are from the Lord."
"Your Majesty, this minister is just one of the many around you." Mu Hanyao didn't know why, but when he saw Leng Qianye embracing her, he realized how selfish it was to fall in love with someone. He couldn't imagine how the second brother used to accept so many people around her back then. He knew more clearly that when the second brother expressed his intentions to the emperor that day, he was resolute in saying those words to Lan Jingshu. , because he also has that kind of mind now, in his heart, she can only belong to him.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are all unique by your side."
Mu Hanyao stared at her, "Your Majesty, Rong Chen think about it."
Feng Aotian knew about his entanglement. Her appearance had already changed the normal concept in this world. How could they not know that she was actually a woman, let alone what she had to endure as a man.
She slowly got up and walked out, Mu Hanyao looked at the figure she was leaving, suffocated in his heart, suddenly got up, strode forward, took her into his arms from the back, and pressed his chin against her. On the shoulders, "Your Majesty, I want you to stay."
Feng Aotian was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around and stared at him, "What a fool."
Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, yes, in the face of love, even a calm person would become a fool.
Eunuch Mao hid in the dark and watched Feng Aotian come back. The first thing he did was to save Leng Qianye. He could understand that, then, people have been rescued, they should always think of him, right? However, the master went to Mu Hanyao's tent. He pouted and stared at the tent with grievance and resentment. already
In the capital, Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Yinqi lying peacefully on the dragon couch. He had just cleaned Feng Yinqi, and then he fed the medicine pill, and then lay on one side, "I wonder what happened to the emperor?"
Xue Ke stood at the gate of the palace, thinking about whether she would be able to get married tomorrow. Now it has been announced to the world. If it doesn't happen, wouldn't she lose her master's face
"Brother Soul, tomorrow's big wedding will be held as scheduled." Xue Ke gritted her teeth and decided.
"You girl, can't wait to get married?" Soul suddenly appeared in front of her and said with a smile.
"This is not a matter of urgency, but a matter of the master's face." Xue Ke looked at the soul and continued.
Soul looked at her righteous expression, and continued, "You promised this marriage because you liked Chu Lingtian?"
"That's natural." Xue Ke nodded hastily, "I'm all for the master."
Soul raised a smile, "Then you do this to Chu Lingtian, but for the sake of the master?"
"Master asked me to train him well." Xue Ke said noncommittally, "It's just, who knew that matters between men and women would be so troublesome."
Soul's mouth twitched, thinking that this little girl really didn't waste her time in the mountains, and then said, "I just received an order from the master, and your marriage will continue as usual tomorrow."
"That's how it should be." Xue Ke nodded with a smile, looking at the sky, "In the past two days, the four wedding things have been prepared, and in an hour, I will be busy."
She said quietly, turned around, walked into the palace, walked to the bed, looked at Chu Lingtian, then pulled out the jinpa covering him, and looked at him with a smile, "You said, tomorrow, Emperor Xuanmo will Will you send someone to rescue you?"
Chu Lingtian looked at her, "Naturally."
"In the past few days, you have been staying with me. Even if you are rescued by Emperor Xuan Mo tomorrow, it is estimated that in the future, you will become the laughing stock of the whole world. After all, you were married to me. Man, he won't reuse you easily." Xueke's eyes showed a hint of coldness as she laughed.
Chu Lingtian looked at Xue Ke in front of him, and felt for the first time that this woman was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
He raised his eyes and glared at Xue Ke, thinking about this woman, one day, he would definitely make her look good, he would personally lead troops to break through this damned Feng Kingdom, and then he would kidnap her and pay her back in his own way. Govern their body.
Xue Ke rolled her eyes, looked at him, and sighed faintly, "You, you will never be able to use the way I treated you on me, you should die."
Chu Lingtian was startled again, is he acting so obvious
Xue Ke clapped her hand, got up, and walked out of the bedroom, "Bring the robe."
Outside the door, Si Xi had ordered everyone to prepare everything, and the maids walked in with their wedding gowns.
Before dawn the next day, Xue Ke was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, and Chu Lingtian was tied up and placed in the sedan chair, while Xue Ke rode a tall horse and led a group of wedding parties, beating gongs and drums in the sedan chair. Walking on the streets of the capital.
When the people got the news, they came to watch the ceremony one after another, and everyone was talking about it. This was the first time in the world that a woman married a man. Moreover, she was still a great hero who just wiped out the Spirit Vulture Kingdom, and she was a woman who just entered the top three. , The person who married her was Chu Lingtian, the young general of the Xuanmo Kingdom who she personally captured. Such a big event is even more incredible. The most rare thing in the ages naturally attracted the attention of the people.
Xuanyuan Yu was sitting in the best private room in the restaurant, looking at the passing wedding party, looking at Xue Ke who was sitting right away, and then looking at the sedan chair behind him, his eyes flashed fiercely, it was really shameful.
The attendant stood on one side, "Your Majesty, when will you start?"
"Naturally tonight, I captured this woman by the way." Xuanyuan Yu said coldly.
"Yes." The attendant looked at Xue Ke, who was sitting on horseback, dressed in a wedding dress, with a proud look, without the shyness of getting married, and couldn't help thinking in his heart how this Feng Aotian's subordinates trained To be so arrogant and cheeky
Mu Hanyao went to the training ground the next morning. Feng Aotian was worried about Leng Qianye last night, so he stayed by his side all the time. Leng Qianye lay quietly beside her, but he had never felt it before. Practical.
He raised his eyes to meet Feng Aotian's eyes, "Your Majesty, you haven't slept all night?"
Feng Aotian lifted him up, looked at the injury on his shoulder, and checked his pulse, "Well, he's recovering well, but he still can't move."
"Yes." For the first time, Leng Qianye responded to her words so obediently.
Feng Aotian was obviously not used to Leng Qianye's reaction, and still liked his indifferent appearance before. She fiddled with his blue silk, "How many times did that woman hit you?"
Leng Qianye looked at her, "Your Majesty, do you still dislike the minister?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, but he was very sensitive about emotional matters, the more so, the more he could see that he cared.
Leng Qianye sighed slightly, then lowered his eyes, seeing that the blue and purple mark on his chest had disappeared, and then said, "Your Majesty, this minister..."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead, "You, Lord, who dares to move, Lord will make her life even more painful."
Leng Qianye listened to her words