At the same time, Emperor Yu Luo also received Feng Aotian's marriage certificate. The golden drapery moved in the splendid bedroom, covering the face of the man sitting on the soft couch.
However, just from the strength with which he squeezed the post, he could feel the chill all over his body.
When the emperors of the two countries were still unpredictable, an hour later, the secrets of Emperor Fengqi and the fourth prince of Le Qiguo and the third prince of Yuluo country were rumored.
The original speculation has now been confirmed, and the people of various countries are even more discussing and talking about it.
Emperor Feng Qi blatantly issued a marriage certificate to the emperors of the two countries, and called the two princes into the palace as concubines. Such actions are unprecedented in history and have never happened in ancient times. I ask which one has just been in the past thousand years. How dare a rising second-class country dare to make such a post to the two great powers? More importantly, since ancient times, how could a man enter the palace as a concubine? This is an insult to the two countries, and the people can't help but feel that this Emperor Feng Qi is too arrogant.
In Le Qiguo, Xing Wuyun was drinking wine casually. When he heard the news, he was choked by the wine in his throat. He coughed violently, staring at Wei Zimo with an unbelievable look.
But after calming down, he immediately looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. The laughter echoed throughout the restaurant, and even the whole street could hear his wild and unrestrained laughter. Angrily, "She can really think of such an idea."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, her glamorous eyes were dark and unclear, and she stood up, "I want to see, what ability does she have to marry me back?"
Xing Wuyun was startled, got up quickly, stepped forward, and looked at Wei Zimo, "What if she really thought of a way?"
"Then I'll marry." Wei Zimo's thin lips, which were hidden from the veil, raised slightly, and opened his lips lightly.
Xing Wuyun waved his hand, "You're crazy."
Wei Zimo turned his eyes and looked at him, "You don't want to?"
Xing Wuyun pouted, "Go, you go, I won't go."
He thought at first that he was just using Feng Aotian to break up the marriage, and he never thought about putting himself in, thinking of the men beside Feng Aotian, thinking about himself wearing a wedding dress, and then, When I got married with another man, I felt a chill, and quickly waved my hand, "Anyway, the emperor won't let me go. If I do go, what will Le Qiguo's face be?"
Wei Zimo sneered, "Then it depends on Feng Aotian's ability."
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, he was determined to follow Le Ling's temper, and doing so would be a humiliation to him. He certainly wouldn't, on the contrary, he might even make some angry actions.
While he was thinking about it, he received a call from Le Ling. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at Wei Zimo, "Hey, I'll come when I go."
Wei Zimo was still standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He couldn't see his expression. He was wearing a bright red gown, which made him stand out and independent. The cinnabar between his eyebrows exuded an ethereal halo.
Xing Wuyunfei entered the palace, still wearing a goose-yellow brocade robe.
Le Ling waved lightly, and the post in his hand smashed under his feet. Xing Wuyun pretended to be ignorant, bent over, picked up the post, opened it, and the words in the post were concise and clear, vaguely vague. There is still a bit of arrogance, especially the last sentence, "a good relationship forever", four big characters, really made Xing Wuyun have the urge to crush this post, he raised his eyes, looked surprised, and looked at Leling , "Brother Huang, this... this..."
"Hey, tell me, what is your relationship with her?" Le Ling took a look at Xing Wuyun's expression.
Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes and said helplessly, "Brother Huang, my younger brother went to Feng Kingdom last time, but unfortunately she was bumped into by her, and my younger brother left later, she must know the true identity of my younger brother, it must be because of this, right. The younger brother holds grudges, Brother Huang, if you agree to this matter, the younger brother's reputation is small, and your face is great, in the future, what kind of majesty will Le Qiguo have among other countries?"
Le Ling was furious now. Hearing Xing Wuyun's words, he felt that it made some sense. He fell into contemplation. In the palace, he did not dare to make a sound.
After a long time, Le Ling's expression softened slightly and looked at him, "If she dares to ignore Le Qiguo, then I will give her some color."
"What does the emperor mean?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked.
"I ordered you to bring 200,000 horses to attack Fengqi Kingdom. If you lose, you don't need to come back." Le Ling said solemnly.
Xing Wuyun was immediately stunned, raised his eyes and looked at Le Ling, "Brother Huang, why is it a brother? Are you not afraid that she will rob the brother at that time?"
Le Ling looked at him with a gloomy face, "Hmph, don't think I don't know about your little thought, if it is really robbed, I will treat you as dead in the future."
When Xing Wuyun heard this, he felt even more bitter. He obviously lost more than the gain. He thought that Le Ling would be partial to him, but unexpectedly, he let himself go to charge himself. He replied reluctantly, then backed out and raised his eyes , looking at the cloudless sky in front of him, he felt cloudy, shook his head, sighed, and said to himself, "It's really self-inflicted and can't live."
He returned to the restaurant angrily, and when he looked at Wei Zimo, he was downcast and lay on the soft couch weakly, "I really don't know what the emperor was thinking, but he asked me to lead the army to attack Fengqi country? Didn't it make it clear that I would throw myself into the trap?"
Wei Zimo turned his eyes and glanced at Xing Wuyun, who was languishing, "Aren't you sure about dealing with Feng Aotian?"
"When she is cunning and cunning, what's more important is that at the beginning, I also promised her one thing. This time, if she holds on to this, I must be doomed." Xing Wuyun raised his head with a look on his face. grief.
Wei Zimo looked at his appearance with a sense of schadenfreude, and said faintly, "Is there another way that you can solve this crisis?"
"What's the way?" Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed brightly, looking at Wei Zimo.
"If the fourth prince were to die, it would be dead." Wei Zimo said lightly.
"You think Feng Aotian didn't think of it, but she clearly wrote that if you live to see people die, you will see corpses." Xing Wuyun lay down, seemingly thinking of something, raised his eyes and looked at Wei Zimo, "Okay, you How dare you let me kill myself."
Wei Zimo's mouth twitched, "Where did your ruthlessness go? Where did your ruthlessness go? Where did you lose your free and easy?"
Xing Wuyun listened to Wei Zimo's words and pouted, "Then where did your calmness and arrogance go?"
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "I've always been calm."
"Hmph, I've always been very free and easy." Xing Wuyun sneered, as if he was so stimulated by Wei Zimo, he figured it out a little, and then slammed the table, "It's not my Xing Wuyun's style to retreat without a fight. Fighting, isn't it just to meet Feng Aotian again? Anyway, there will be no less meat."
Wei Zimo looked at his death-like appearance, and said unhurriedly, "Well, I won't have less meat, but I will have less of the rest."
Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, changed the gloomy air of Shicai, and smiled openly, "That is, anyway, she has touched and kissed it long ago, I don't care, as for you, I don't know your emperor. What are your plans, brother?"
Wei Zimo listened to Xing Wuyun's ridicule, and then turned his eyes. The phrase "touched, kissed" really completely destroyed the sanity that he had managed to pull back in the past few days, and there was a great danger of giving up his previous achievements. He raised his hand, The palm wind penetrated the bead curtain and hit Xing Wuyun.
Xing Wuyun hurriedly dodged and looked at Wei Zimo, "Hey, it's been said that the pain is."
The bottom of Wei Zimo's eyes flashed coldly, and then another palm hit, Xing Wuyun is now also suppressing the temper that he wants to break out, so, instead of dodging, he meets Wei Zimo's palm, and in a flash, the two of them fight.
Wu Yueguo and Ye Meixi secretly investigated the truth because of Nan Hui's Huan Pei in the past two days, and Nan Hui's special envoy has repeatedly urged him over the past two days, making him extremely troubled. Aotian's secret letter, let him stay calm, he will definitely turn against Nan Huiguo, when he Wu Yueguo is easy to bully
Just then, he received the news that Feng Aotian was going to marry the two princes of Le Qiguo and Yuluo.
Although, he knew that Feng Aotian did this because the two of them had calculated her first, but when he heard that there were more people beside her, he felt extremely uncomfortable. , When will it be, thinking about it, when she is talking and laughing with others now, he wants to rush over impatiently, and he can't help feeling heartache.
Xuanyuan Yu's anger in these two Japan was unbearable. After hearing this amazing news, the anger came from somewhere, and the whole palace was almost overturned, and then he took a step and left the palace.
Hou's attendant outside the palace had never seen the emperor who made such a big fire before, so he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Xuanyuanyu left the palace and came to a house. This courtyard was where his mother concubine often brought him when he was young. Whenever he felt lonely and in a bad mood, he would come over. He walked into the house, then lay on the bed, raised his head, stared at the beam, thoughtfully.
Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch in the study room and reviewed the memorials, and reviewed the important memorials that had been deposited in these days one by one.
When Gu Yefeng woke up, it was already sunset, he held his hands, sat up, looked at the furnishings around him, lowered his head, looked at the Longfenghua quilt covering him, he turned slightly sideways, his collarbone glowing The pain caused him to frown slightly, thinking about what happened today, his face suddenly became a little unnatural, he closed his eyes quickly, opened them abruptly, and shouted loudly, "Where is the person?"
Feng Aotian heard the voice coming from the inner hall, put down the imperial pen in his hand, got off the soft couch, walked into the inner hall, and saw Gu Yefeng staring straight at her with his eyes wide open.
Feng Aotian took a step forward, sat beside him, raised his hand and covered his forehead, he was startled at first, then turned his head quickly and avoided.
"This minister wants to go back to the manor." Gu Yefeng said in a low voice, with an irrepressible blush on his face.
"Show me the wound." Feng Aotian ignored his words, but raised his hand and pulled his slender fingers gently, and the brocade belt around his waist was undone. When she was about to take off his shirt , He raised his hand in fright, and closed his shirt. Because the action was too hasty, he pulled the wound again, and the pain spread without warning throughout his body. He frowned and stared at her.
Seeing him like this, Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "What's wrong?"
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw Eunuch Cat standing by Feng Aotian's side. He quickly turned his head away and didn't dare to look at her, "There are outsiders."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his eyes, looked at Eunuch Cat, "Go and prepare dinner."
"Hmph, I've done everything, so what's the shame?" Eunuch Mao twitched his waist and left, thinking he would like to see it.
After Feng Aotian waited for Father Cat to exit the inner hall, he raised his hand, placed him gently on the dragon couch, pushed the hand that was holding his clothes away, took off the clothes, and saw blood oozing from the collarbone , her eyes dimmed again, "If you move the lord again, the lord will eat you."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, looked directly at her, and said softly, "You dare."
Feng Aotian lowered his head and bit his lips fiercely. When he was stunned, he left and stared at him, "There is nothing in this world that I dare not do."
Gu Yefeng quickly turned his head away and didn't look at her. He knew that he was completely finished, but he couldn't figure it out, how could he fall in love with a man
Feng Aotian looked at him still embarrassed, but just smiled lightly, untied the white cloth on his body, and seeing the blood seeping from the wound, he cleaned the wound for him again, bandaged it again, and looked at him, " Are you going back to the house?"
Gu Yefeng closed his eyes slightly, "Where's the minister's wheelchair?"
Feng Aotian said in a light tone, "I know why I ask."
Gu Yefeng quickly turned his eyes and stared at her, "How should the minister go out in the future?"
"What are you doing out?" Feng Aotian asked casually.
"I'm not the emperor's pet. When I like it, I can't let it go, and when I'm tired of it, I abandon it." Gu Yefeng was thinking about her being a man, but also the emperor of this country. She was really obsessed, and she was inexplicably attracted to her own eyes and hearts.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and looked at him, "It's indeed the pet of my grandfather, or a puppy with its teeth and claws."
Hearing her answer, Gu Yefeng became impatient again. He wanted to get up quickly, but was held down by Feng Aotian, and his fingertips ran across his lips, "Didn't you hear what Ye just said?"
Gu Yefeng looked at her and growled, "I want to leave."
Seeing him being so stubborn, Feng Aotian lowered his head and covered his lips again, biting fiercely. His arms were forced to clasp her with ten fingers, but his legs couldn't move, and her upper body was imprisoned by her. , he let her bite, the domineering kiss swept all his thoughts, gradually calmed his anger, and immersed himself in her strong kiss.
Seeing that he had stabilized a lot, she licked his lips, lowered her eyes, and stared at him, "Be obedient."
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, turned his head, didn't want to look at her, some people could always tug at his heartstrings easily, making him feel helpless to her.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, slid his fingertips across his cheek, and then closed his clothes, "You don't have to go to the morning court these few days, so I can take good care of you."
"I'm not that delicate." Gu Yefeng's stubbornness was at work, he was not her pet in the palace.
Feng Aotian bit his earlobe lightly, "Say it again?"
Gu Yefeng felt a tingling sensation in his ears, and suddenly, his heartstrings were tense, he quickly turned his eyes, but touched her lips, and suddenly widened his eyes and looked at her.
Feng Aotian drank lightly on the corner of his lips, then raised his hand and covered his eyes, "If you are not well healed, you are not allowed to leave here."
Gu Yefeng felt the softness on his lips and the warmth in his eyes, he couldn't help clenching his hands, then slowly loosening them, a humming sound came from his nose, and he stopped talking.
Seeing that he was obedient, Feng Aotian covered the quilt again, "Lie down and don't move."
Gu Yefeng looked at the tenderness between her brows and eyes, his heart stopped for a moment at this moment, and then he closed his eyes and did not speak.
She got up and left the inner hall, while Gu Yefeng watched the back of her leaving and fell into deep thought. For a while, it was difficult for him to accept how he could become like this.
When Feng Aotian entered the study, he saw Lan Jingshu raised her eyes and looked at her. She smiled and sat beside him, holding his hand, "Jealous?"
Lan Jingshu lowered his eyes and clenched the hand she was holding, such a move was enough to explain everything.
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, then let go of his hand and raised his eyes, only to meet Yi Mu's flashing eyes.
She was slightly startled, but she didn't look into it any further. What emotions were in those eyes just now, but picked up the memorial again and read it.
Lan Jingshu felt the warmth of her palm, looked sideways, and watched her focused expression, such an unattainable person, she should have better people by her side, and he, now, can get her that moment. Tenderness, shouldn't it be satisfied
He collected his thoughts, then picked up the imperial pen and reviewed the memorial again.
Soul walked in, and quickly stood beside Feng Aotian and said, "Master, things have been done."
Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, "What's going on between Le Qiguo and Yuluo country?"
"Le Qiguo was furious, and then he called the fourth prince into the palace and ordered him to personally lead 200,000 horses to attack Fengqi Kingdom." Hun quickly replied.
Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, "Where's Yuluo Kingdom?"
"There hasn't been any movement." Soul also felt curious.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, and then he said, "It's okay, if it's the same as Le Ling, then it really makes the master look at him highly."
Soul lowered his head and said, "Master, there is one more thing, but it's about that girl Xueke."
"What's the matter?" Feng Aotian asked while looking at the memorial in his hand.
"Chu Lingtian will get married in a few days." Soul whispered.
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched slightly, "Let Xueke decide on this matter, I don't care."
Hun quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face rarely showed a happy expression. After all, if the master didn't intervene, it means that this matter still has room to turn around, and it will also be done according to Xue Ke's mind.
After Feng Aotian reviewed the last memorial, he then got up from the soft couch, followed by Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, with Soul standing on one side, the four left the study and walked to the main hall.
Feng Aotian immediately reclined on the low couch, Eunuch Cat had already prepared his meal and walked in, "Master, it's dinner."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, "Let's go first, Master will pass by later."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu naturally knew that she had something to deal with, so they bowed their heads and walked to one side.
Father Cat and Meteor also walked to the table, and the group sat down without moving their chopsticks, but quietly waiting for her.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the soul, "Can Concubine Chen's matter be found out?"
"I'm still investigating, but the matter seems to be related to the wizard Si Xueyi." Hun then replied, "That ring was given to Concubine Chen by Si Xueyi."
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled, "Then check it down."
"Yes." Hun replied, and then replied, "Master, Princess Bei Li is scheduled to ascend the throne on the eighth day of next month."
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "Is there any change in other princes?"
"Fighting openly and secretly, I'm afraid her ascension to the throne will not go smoothly." Soul bowed his head and replied.
Feng Aotian smiled deeply, "Then it's good to fight, the more chaotic the better."
"My subordinates will continue to send people to watch in secret." Soul quickly replied, "Master, the geese are returning to the country, and the Tianying Kingdom will all go to the Emperor Xuanmo, for fear that you will send troops."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, "What is Xuanyuanyu doing these few days after returning to China?"
"Emperor Xuan Mo will be in his bedroom for the past two days, and he hasn't come out. Today, after learning about the marriage, he destroyed the entire bedroom and left the palace angrily." Soul couldn't help but feel strange, Master Heqin, what does it have to do with him, why does he get angry
When Feng Aotian listened to his words, his smile deepened, and then he said, "Yan returning to the country and Tianying country, and Feihe City are near, don't worry."
"Yes." Soul thinks about two small countries, and now it's nothing to talk about, then, which one should you do next
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Go back."
"Yes." Soul replied, and then backed out.
Feng Aotian got up, walked to the table, looked at them, and said with a smile, "Let's have dinner."
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, Ye Feng?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "He is injured, so he can only eat light food these days."
Lan Jingshu was startled again, then lowered his eyes and ate his meal quietly.
Eunuch Cat hurriedly handed the medicine to Feng Aotian, "Master, drink it while it's hot."
Feng Aotian took the bowl, raised her head to drink it, raised her eyes, and saw Meteor staring at herself, she put down the bowl, holding the candied fruit, "Don't do it yet."
With Feng Aotian's permission, Meteor quickly picked up the chopsticks, but instead of gulps like a few days ago, he looked at her and hesitated.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Not to your taste?"
Meteor looked at Feng Aotian, shook his head, then smothered his head and ate dinner.
Seeing that his appetite was greatly reduced, Eunuch Cat raised his hand and tapped him hard on the head, "If you don't like it, don't eat it. Look at your aggrieved appearance."
Meteor raised his eyes, looked at him, and quickly smiled, "Who said that."
As he said that, he started to gobble up.
Seeing that he was in a hurry to eat and choked on the food, Eunuch Cat hurriedly filled the soup and put it in front of him, "You really..."
Meteor quickly took a sip of soup, raised his eyes, and looked at Father Cat, "I was just a little tired just now."
Eunuch Cat's mouth twitched, and he didn't believe what he said, but he didn't break it, and continued to concentrate on serving dishes to his master.
Gu Yefeng, who was in the inner hall, was lying on the dragon couch, but he didn't feel sleepy. He listened to the noise of dining outside. At this moment, he thought about the past and sat with them, but he remembered what Feng Aotian had done to him just now. Feet, he was discouraged again, and couldn't help but hate himself a little, when did it become so useless.
Feng Aotian finished his dinner, and Four Xi came over with the soup and clear porridge that Feng Aotian had ordered early in the morning, and a few side dishes.
Feng Aotian took the tray and looked at them, "Let's all go."
"I retire." Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu replied in a low voice, and then withdrew.
Eunuch Mao watched Feng Aotian personally carry the tray into the inner hall, all kinds of envy and hatred flooded into his heart, the master had never been so considerate to him before? He really regarded him as grass, sourly while cleaning up the dishes, he said, "Hey, I really have a new love and forget the old love."
Feng Aotian of course listened to his words, but did not reply. Instead, he walked into the inner hall, watching Gu Yefeng biting his lip, and seeing Feng Aotian entering, he continued, "Who is the new love, who is who? Is it an old love?"
Feng Aotian saw that he was actually angry with Eunuch Cat's words, and then sat down, "Who are you asking?"
Gu Yefeng stared at her, "Is this your new love?"
Feng Aotian raised his hand, hooked his chin, looked at it for a long time, "Not too new."
Gu Yefeng raised his hand and waved her hand away, "That's an old love."
Feng Aotian hooked his chin again and looked at it for a while, "It's not too old."
Gu Yefeng was suddenly angry and was about to get up. Feng Aotian's eyes turned cold as he stared at him, "Aren't you obedient again?"
Gu Yefeng pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, turned his head sideways, and ignored her.
Feng Aotian then picked up the soup bowl, "Neither new nor old, just right."
Gu Yefeng listened to her indifferent words, turned his head, and then calmed down, slowly stepped forward, leaned his body, and took the soup bowl from her hand.
Feng Aotian picked up the spoon, scooped up the soup, and put it to his lips, "Drink it."
Gu Yefeng was not polite, opened his mouth, and drank the soup. He stared at Feng Aotian with a pair of eyes, thinking, in the future, what face will I have to meet Yi Mu and Lan Jingshu
Feng Aotian looked at him absent-mindedly and said with a smile, "Master, will you set up a new bedroom for you?"
Gu Yefeng shook his head and said, "No, I'm still used to living with Yi Mu."
"It's up to you." Feng Aotian didn't care about this kind of thing, as long as they were comfortable by themselves.
Gu Yefeng drank the soup, then looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, I should go back tonight."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't want to be with you?"
"I'm not ready yet." Gu Yefeng's heart was still tangled.
Feng Aotian didn't stop her and said with a smile, "Then when you're ready, Master will move you."
Gu Yefeng listened to her impolite words, glared at him again, and stopped talking, but ate porridge quietly.
After waiting, Feng Aotian got up and said, "Move the wheelchair in."
"Yes." Mr. Cat stood outside the inner hall. Although he couldn't see how he was scratching his lungs inside, he could still imagine that he pouted and pushed the wheelchair in.
Gu Yefeng looked at the wheelchair pushed by Father Cat. It was very different from the wheelchair he had before, it was much lighter, and it looked very flexible.
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around him, and he fell into her arms. He raised his eyes, met Feng Aotian's eyes, and wanted to break free, but the warmth in her arms made him feel a little nostalgic, so he simply, Let her hold him up from the dragon couch, and then put him on the wheelchair.
Gu Yefeng sat on it, raised his hands, put them on both sides, and moved the buttons on the top, and the wheelchair automatically rotated. Feng Aotian raised his hand and pushed the wheelchair, "Master will accompany you back."
Gu Yefeng is now full of curiosity about this new wheelchair. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian pushing him. He was really not used to it, but he felt a touch of warmth in his heart.
On the quiet corridor, Feng Aotian pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly, Feng Aotian raised his head, looked at the sky tonight, and then looked at Gu Yefeng at the moment, recalling the first time they met.
She chuckled softly, "Is that ancient book with you now?"
Gu Yefeng heard how Feng Aotian suddenly remembered to ask that embarrassing thing, and quickly replied, "Not here with the minister."
Feng Aotian deliberately cut through the scene, "Oh..."
Gu Yefeng listened to her voice, "Your Majesty, I don't remember the contents anymore."
Feng Aotian listened to his self-assertive words, "Well, Master remember, or else, I will study it with you someday."
Gu Yefeng's face turned red, he coughed a few times, and said in a low voice, "Rogue!"
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "If not, let's do it tonight."
Gu Yefeng's face turned even redder, and in the night, there was a charming luster. He whispered, "I am not feeling well."
Feng Aotian's handsome face, at this moment, is filled with a rare smile. From her point of view, Gu Yefeng's life is simple. , Because of this, he will show all his joys, sorrows and sorrows on his face without hiding anything.
So, he is direct, whether speaking or thinking.
Feng Aotian felt very comfortable with him, because she would not deliberately guess his thoughts, just like she was in front of Eunuch Cat, she never used any brain power.
Unconsciously, he went to Yi Mu's bedroom, Yi Mu did not go back to the bedroom, but went to Lan Jingshu's bedroom, the two were sitting under the shadows, drinking and talking.
She pushed him into the palace, the attendant got the news, and was already waiting outside the palace, Feng Aotian pushed him into the side hall, looking at the arrangement inside, it was exactly the same as his Gu Mansion, she smiled and said, "You Ah, always a nerd."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyebrows, "Well, if I don't read books for a day, I will feel that life is meaningless."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, then turned around his inner hall, looked at the bookshelf on one side, and saw at a glance the ancient book he copied last time, then pulled it out and looked at him, "Didn't you say you're not here? Are you here?"
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw the book in Feng Aotian's hand. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, "That... I forgot."
Feng Aotian opened the ancient book, flipped a page casually, and placed it in front of him, "Read it to the master."
Gu Yefeng took a closer look and responded unnaturally to the content of that page, "This minister has a sore throat."
Feng Aotian then poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him, "Drink it."
Gu Yefeng drank water, a glass of water, for half an hour, and he didn't see the bottom. Feng Aotian didn't rush. He flipped through the ancient book in his hand and glanced at him casually.
Gu Yefeng lowered his eyes quickly, not knowing what to do.
Feng Aotian then took the cup from his hand and said, "Since you don't want to read, how about using actual actions?"
Gu Yefeng hurriedly grabbed the armrest of his wheelchair and stared at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, that... minister... is not ready..."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "How about that?"
Gu Yefeng thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "How about reading when the minister is mentally prepared?"
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then leaned over and picked him up from the wheelchair. Gu Yefeng has been sitting in a wheelchair all the year round, but his body is very light, but the surprise is him, his bones are amazed, it is not like he was born disability.
Feng Aotian put him on the bed, raised his hand, and pulled off his trousers.
Gu Yefeng was startled, and hurriedly pulled on his trousers, "Your Majesty, this minister will come by himself."
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "Are you shy?"
"Who's shy?" Gu Yefeng said quickly, but the crimson on his face had already explained everything.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, then took his hand away, took off his trousers, raised his hand, and touched the bones of his legs, Gu Yefeng looked at the shape of his legs, and suddenly felt inferior. He quickly took the quilt and covered it.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't you want your father to touch him by feeling?"
Gu Yefeng lowered his head, slowly released the hand that was holding the quilt, closed his eyes, and did not dare to move.
Feng Aotian lifted the quilt away, pinched his knees with both hands until the bones of his ankles, and then covered the quilt over his legs, "Open your eyes."
Gu Yefeng opened his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, the legs of this minister..."
His legs were the pain in his life after all. Looking at Feng Aotian, biting his lips, he didn't know what to say.
"When can't you leave?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.
"When I was three years old." Gu Yefeng took a deep breath and replied in a low voice.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and put his clenched fist into his palm, "Do you know how your legs can't walk?"
"I don't know." Gu Yefeng shook his head, "I was still young at that time, and I don't remember many things. I have been lying in a wheelchair since I remembered it."
Feng Aotian stared at him, his eyes dimmed, then he got on the bed, took him into his arms, and stroked his back, "Master will make you stand up again."
Gu Yefeng leaned in her arms. For the first time, he felt that he could have someone to lean on, and he was so at ease. Over the years, he has enclosed himself in a small world that belongs to him, and is reluctant to contact others. He is naturally sensitive. , especially, when others looked at him with strange eyes, he had a feeling of arrows piercing his heart. Since she first broke into her own world and brought him out of Gu Mansion, he felt that, The original is still useful, not a real waste.
Feng Aotian lowered his head and drank lightly on his forehead, "Rest now."
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded, leaning quietly in her arms, Feng Aotian raised his hand, took off the brocade robe on him, raised his hand, and took the uniform that had been prepared on one side and put it on him on his body, covered him with a quilt, and watched him fall asleep before she left.
When she left, Gu Yefeng opened his eyes, raised his hands, folded them together, and felt her residual warmth, then wrapped the quilt in the quilt, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he slowly closed it. eyes.
Feng Aotian did not return to the emperor's bedroom, but went to the Jinxuan Palace of Lan Jingshu, and saw two handsome men sitting under the shadow of Anxiang, one wearing a light blue brocade robe, holding a Warm as jade, while the other was dressed in pale pink robes, like Liu Fufeng, with a smile on the corners of their mouths, as if they were talking about happy things, looked at each other and smiled, then toasted together.
Feng Aotian did not disturb their Yaxing, but, leaning on one side under the willow tree on one side, looked at the two meaningfully.
The breeze was blowing, and the years were quiet. I don't know how long it took until the two were slightly drunk, and Feng Aotian stepped forward slowly and walked in front of the two of them.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, his eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and there was a bit of confusion between his eyebrows. He slowly got up, leaned in Feng Aotian's arms, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around his waist and let him lean into his arms, "Drunk?"
Lan Jingshu leaned against her quietly, stared at her face, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed a touch of tenderness, her handsome face, especially her slightly hooked lips, he slowly raised his hand and caressed her cheeks. On the face, he offered a kiss.
Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, smiled lightly, then turned around, lowered his head, kissed his lips, and sucked gently.
"Hmm..." Lan Jingshu groaned involuntarily, slumped in her deep kiss.
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around his waist, raised his eyes, Yi Mu held the wine jug in one hand and the willow tree with the other, and left the palace slowly, she looked at his slender waist, wrapped in veil Jinpao, the back reveals endless sadness and loneliness.
Feng Aotian wanted to send him away, but Lan Jingshu in his arms was so drunk that he fell into her arms and whispered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Jingxi, "Send Concubine Yi back to the palace."
"Yes." Jingxi replied, hurriedly chasing forward, following him step by step.
Yi Mu was walking on the silent corridor, looking at the endless black ink in front of him, a cold wind blew and blew his clothes up, there was a deep sadness between his brows, those thin and colorless lips, slightly raised, Xuanyue was in the sky, and the palace lanterns on both sides turned on and off, pulling his thin figure extremely long...
It's not a long road, but it's been a long time, and there's no end to it, Yi Mu is holding the jug in his hand