Feng Aotian took the soup bowl that Ye Meixi handed over, and inadvertently saw Ling Shuangxue standing outside the main hall. The corner of her mouth evoked an evil smile, then took a sip of soup, raised her hand, and placed Ye Meixi He pulled it into his arms, lowered his head, and put the soup into his mouth, sliding it over his delicate red lips, watching him wink like silk, leaning weakly against her arms, She smiled deeper, "It's delicious."
Ye Meixi let out a low laugh, her face showing an unfinished expression, and said softly, "Master, Meixi still needs it."
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, then took another sip, pressed his lips, and the two shared a bowl of soup affectionately.
Ling Shuangxue stood outside the main hall, a gust of cold wind blew through her. She was dressed in a purple official robe, and on her beautiful face, a touch of melancholy flashed, but it was also fleeting.
Chu Xia and Xiang Han stood outside the main hall, wanting to report, they turned their eyes and saw the picture in the main hall.
Ye Meixi's eyes were always filled with tenderness that could not be resolved. He carefully prepared vegetables for Feng Aotian, and the two had breakfast, which was indescribably warm.
He enjoys her being by his side very much. Although this time is short, it is also the most beautiful.
Ling Shuangxue had been standing outside the hall, and she didn't have a warm heart at all. At this moment, she completely cooled down. The person who was imprinted on her heart had never had such a half-smile in front of her.
She felt uncontrollable heartache, but she let the pain spread throughout her body until she was numb and unconscious.
After breakfast, Feng Aotian took Ye Meixi's hand and walked to the main hall. In this bedroom, Ye Meixi's cronies, most of whom were Moyan Pavilion's subordinates, were not familiar with Feng Aotian. , However, the person who can be treated so gently by the pavilion owner must be the person whom the pavilion owner cherishes, and they will not arbitrarily guess what the pavilion owner thinks.
Ye Meixi and Feng Aotian walked to the main hall, she sat down lazily, Ye Meixi leaned in her arms obediently, for him, in front of her, he was never the king of a country , all he wanted was to snuggle into her arms like this, feel her breath, listen to her heartbeat, and hear her warm words echoing in his ears.
Feng Aotian picked up the blue silk on Ye Meixi's chest and played with it. He didn't look at Ling Shuangxue outside the hall, but whispered, "Why don't you go to the morning court?"
Ye Meixi was a little reluctant, she still wrapped her arms around her waist and rubbed her neck a few times, "Master, Meixi doesn't want to leave Master for a moment."
Feng Aotian listened to the reluctance in his words, and laughed softly, "Last night, someone made a noise that Master didn't sleep well, you go to the early morning, Master will sleep again."
Ye Meixi listened to her words, and her cheeks were stained with a blush, which made her even more charming and charming. He raised his eyes, and his beautiful eyes flowed, echoing with all kinds of amorous feelings, and then slowly got up and sipped on the corner of her lips, "Then When Meixi goes, she will return."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, and when he got up, he pinched his butt.
Ye Meixi screamed in surprise, and the voice was even more numb to the bone.
Feng Aotian raised his voice and smiled, there is such a person, no matter how much suffering he has endured, he will never show half of it in front of her, what he leaves to himself will always be his most enchanting side.
Ye Meixi looked back at her one step at a time, then returned to the inner hall, put on a dark red dragon robe, and walked out. When she saw Ling Shuangxue who had been standing outside the palace for a long time, she restrained her pretentious pretense. Kind of, those beautiful eyes were slightly dark, without a trace of warmth, she stepped forward, took a few steps forward, and said to Ling Shuangxue, who followed closely behind, "Why did Ling Aiqing come to see me so early?"
Ling Shuangxue bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, this minister came here to recommend himself and lead an army on an expedition."
Ye Meixi glanced sideways, seeing that there was no timidity on her face, his eyes flashed with a brilliance, and he said with a smile that was not a smile, "Ling Aiqing is the pillar of the country, and this court cannot be missed for a moment. Ling Aiqing."
Ling Shuangxue listened to his words and knew that he had doubts about her. A bit of bitterness overflowed in her heart. Yes, what qualifications does she have to make him trust her
She immediately knelt on the ground and continued, "I would like to make a life-and-death situation."
Ye Meixi narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Shuangxue who was kneeling in front of him. He couldn't guess why she was so determined to go to the border gate? What is the conspiracy in this
"Since Wu Yueguo has such a loyal and patriotic minister, Meixi should be happy." A cold voice came from the bedroom, breaking the silence at the moment.
Ye Meixi immediately raised the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice, "Of course, since Ling Aiqing is so firm, it's my blessing, how can I not?"
Feng Aotian's voice echoed in Ling Shuangxue's ears. Ye Meixi seemed to be gentle, but her words were piercingly cold. She lowered her eyes, hiding the dim light in her eyes, and replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Ye Meixi no longer spoke, but turned around and walked out.
Ling Shuangxue slowly got up, followed by his side, and left together.
Meteor looked at Ling Shuangxue's back, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, that woman is not simple."
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Interesting."
Meteor climbed up to her side, "Holy Lord, I smelled plunder from that woman."
Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, "Well, what else?"
"There is also the smell of vinegar." Meteor continued, "Hey, Holy Master, you know, what I hate most is jealousy, but there is always a strong smell of vinegar around the Holy Master. everywhere."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted him on the head, "To be honest, why did you stare at him last night?"
"Who is he?" Meteor pretended to be stupid.
"Huh?" Feng Aotian's eyes darkened slightly, revealing darkness.
"Holy Lord, Meteor doesn't know anything." Meteor said with her back to her and lying on one side.
When Feng Aotian saw that he didn't say anything, he didn't say any more, but his tone contained a hint of threat, "Well, if something happens to him in the future, and the lord doesn't arrive in time, the lord will throw you back to the Holy Land. Chi re-training."
Meteor swallowed, not because he didn't say it, but because he really couldn't say it. If he said anything else, then he wouldn't have to go back to the furnace and rebuild it, and he would be stubborn.
He thought so, pretended not to hear, then lay on the soft couch and pretended to be dead.
Feng Aotian knew that if he didn't say it, he naturally had his concerns, and he didn't ask more questions. However, everything she saw in the holy pond that day has been confirmed one by one, and she must hurry up. Do what she did before it happened.
Meteor could feel the chill emanating from Feng Aotian, then got up and looked at her, "Holy Master, Meteor doesn't say nothing, it's true, Meteor doesn't change anything even if Meteor says it, and you don't want Meteor to disappear. ."
Feng Aotian was slightly startled, looked at him, raised his hand and twisted his ear, "Say it again?"
Meteor was hurt by Feng Aotian's pinching, and quickly broke free, "Holy Master, you can't be gentle with me."
Feng Aotian let go, then reclined on the soft couch, ignored him, closed his eyes and rested.
Meteor rubbed the pinched ear, snorted coldly, and then, nestled on one side, hey, being able to have the ability to predict the future is really a headache.
After Ye Meixi left the morning court, she walked briskly to the bedroom, and she was thinking about seeing Feng Aotian. Bending slightly, with a big smile on his face, he walked forward with very light steps, sat beside her, and carefully took her into his arms, letting her rest on his legs in peace, he just lowered his eyes, bewildered. looking at.
Meteor turned around and looked at the faint soft light emanating from Ye Meixi's body. He rolled his bright eyes, remembering the doubt in his heart, and simply, out of sight, he continued to pretend to be asleep.
When Feng Aotian woke up, he saw Ye Meixi's charming face, he held her hand, "Master, are you awake?"
Feng Aotian looked at him with a slight smile, got up from his arms, supported the armrest with one hand, Ye Meixi fell into her arms, put her other hand in his palm, very Soft, although slender, it was still much smaller in his hand. He carefully stroked her jade fingers one by one, like a treasure.
"Ling Shuangxue is going to the south or the north?" Feng Aotian asked casually.
"Go to the north." Ye Meixi whispered, and continued to play with her fingers.
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, "Then Nan returned to China and gave it to you?"
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, haven't you already made arrangements?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and touched the corner of his mouth lightly, "What if you don't have any preparations?"
"That's fine." Ye Meixi smiled unhurriedly, "Meixi can handle Nan returning to China."
Feng Aotian knew that on the surface it seemed that Nanhui Kingdom was stronger than Wu Yueguo, but in reality, there was no real contest, and no one knew who would win and who would lose, and Le Ling naturally understood. The state of Qi is always in constant battles, but other small states do not invade the river, and do not go to war. Naturally, there will be no real battlefield.
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and stared at her, "Master, let's have lunch."
Meteor was dozing off. Hearing that there was food to eat, he jumped up and said, "Okay, okay."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to the side, glanced at Meteor, and then looked at Ye Meixi, "Accompany you to see the customs of Wu Yueguo?"
"Okay." Ye Meixi nodded.
Feng Aotian smiled immediately, ignored Meteor, and led him into the inner hall. Ye Meixi took off the dark red robe on her body and put it on bright red, took off the nine crowns on her head, and replaced him with him. The jade crown that Su Ri liked, and then took her hand and left the palace.
Meteor looked at Feng Aotian and took revenge for something that was not yet young.
Wu Yueguo's customs and customs are relatively rough, and, being able to sing and dance well, Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi walked down the street holding hands without shyness. It's just, after all, it's not the first time they've met.
However, the most important thing is that the appearance and temperament of Feng Aotian and Ye Meixi made people feel a little lost. Such two handsome men are rare to see.
The corners of Meteor's mouth twitched slightly, and he followed Feng Aotian's side, looking at the eyes of the passing people looking at Feng Aotian, he suddenly became displeased, suddenly had an idea, pulled Feng Aotian's sleeve, milky voice He called out, "Daddy, hug!"
Meteor's words have aroused the curiosity of the people. How can there be children in this... man and man...
Ye Meixi also froze, lowered her head and looked at the meteor beside Feng Aotian, her lips evoked a charming smile, "Would you let the second daddy hug you?"
Meteor opened a pair of innocent eyes, looked at Ye Meixi, and then looked at Feng Aotian, which shot a cold light. If it was, let him hug him, the next second, the Holy Master will definitely throw him out directly. He quickly shook his head, grabbed Feng Aotian's sleeve, blinked innocent eyes, and said pitifully, "I want a hug from Daddy."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, staring at Meteor, what the hell is this little devil doing? She then raised her hand, wrapped her arms around her, and hugged him in her arms, staring at him with cold eyes, "Isn't it worth beating?"
Meteor rolled his eyes, pouted the corners of his mouth, and twitched, "Daddy, Xinger is hungry, Daddy is partial, you can't just feed the second Daddy and not give Xinger a meal."
Although the child's words are innocent, the meaning of these words is really intriguing. If you are a little careful, you can think about this matter, and the people are even more focused on Ye Meixi.
Ye Meixi looked sideways, staring at Meteor, also knowing his purpose, blushed quickly, and then leaned into Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, is this slave still hungry?"
Feng Aotian stared at the big and small in front of him, and smiled again, "It's really a goblin who can't get enough to feed. Lord will feed you immediately."
After speaking, she took Ye Meixi's hand and walked forward until she reached the Furong Pavilion. She took his hand and walked in. The people who came and went saw this and knew that they went in. What did he do, he couldn't help but be amazed.
Meteor looked at the restaurant opposite, drooling non-stop. He did this just now, mainly to go to the restaurant opposite to have a full meal, not here.
When the maid of Furong Pavilion saw the person coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile and led Feng Aotian up to the fourth floor. Then, he bowed and said, "This servant has seen the master."
Feng Aotian looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile, "Go and prepare meals for the Lord."
"Slave, I'll go here." The old maid in front of him had learned that the master was coming, and was prepared early in the morning, so he hurriedly retired and was busy himself.
Ye Meixi hurriedly leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, "Master, Meixi is really hungry."
Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed, and Meteor slid down from Feng Aotian's arms. He hurriedly sat on the side with a flattering smile, "Holy Lord, Meteor is hungry too."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, then sat down, "Tell me, what did you see just now?"
Meteor sighed faintly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, and then said, "I saw someone following, and, looking at the eyes of the Holy Master, there was a killing intent."
Ye Meixi also got Meteor's eyes, and then she catered to the show, but, seeing Feng Aotian's gloomy face, he hurriedly leaned into her arms, "Master, are you angry?"
Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, but her eyes were still full of anger. Obviously, she was angry now, then she raised her eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "Bring people in."
"Yes." Qiuju, the prostitute outside the door, replied, and immediately brought a person in and threw it on the ground. It was obvious that the person had been beaten to the point of breathless.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Master has been too gentle recently."
The man raised his eyes and looked handsome, but the hatred in those eyes did not diminish at all. He stared at Feng Aotian, as if he saw her corpse to pieces.
Meteor looked at the person in front of him, then looked at Feng Aotian, and sighed faintly, knowing that this person's fate would definitely be miserable.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Ye Meixi, "Who is he?"
Ye Meixi waited to see the person in front of her clearly, her eyes revealed a hint of doubt, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this person is Nan Hui's special envoy."
"What are you doing with your lord?" Feng Aotian said solemnly, she came to Wuyue Kingdom, except for the people in front of her, no one else knew why the special envoy who returned to the country wanted to follow her, and that look clearly hated her. into the bone.
"I'm going to kill you." The man in front of him stood up with his hands up and rushed towards her.
Feng Aotian sneered, and then said, "Do you know who the lord is?"
"You turned into ashes, and I recognize you." The special envoy growled.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, let's hear it."
The man raised his head and stared at Feng Aotian, "The enmity of destroying the family is not shared by the sky."
Ye Meixi stared at him, "Destroy the family? Don't forget, you are the special envoy of Nanhui, not from Fengqi."
Feng Aotian carefully looked at the person in front of him, and felt that this person was somewhat familiar. Then, he raised his eyes and looked at him, "What is your relationship with Tsing Yi?"
"Who is Tsing Yi?" The man sneered coldly, "Today, it falls into your hands. If you want to kill or cut it, please do it. However, even if I turn into a ghost, I will seek revenge from you."
"There are not thousands but tens of thousands of people killed by the master. If they all turn into ghosts, wouldn't the master have died thousands of times?" Feng Aotian sneered, and then looked at Qiu Ju behind him, "Will Bring the picture of Tsing Yi."
Qiu Ju was startled, thinking about which Tsing Yi
A black shadow fell, and Soul handed the scroll in his hand to Feng Aotian. Feng Aotian raised his hand, unfolded the portrait, and placed it in front of the person in front of him, then said, "What does he have to do with you?"
The special envoy stared at the person in the portrait, and was taken aback for a moment, then quickly lowered his head and said, "I don't know what you said?"
Feng Aotian's mouth curled slightly, "Really?"
The special envoy pretended to be calm, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then closed his eyes, vomited blood, and died.
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and looking at the person in front of him, Qiu Ju stepped forward and probed for her breath, "Master, bite your tongue and commit suicide."
Ye Meixi took the picture scroll in Feng Aotian's hand, looked at the person in the picture with a familiar face, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, this person is quite handsome."
Feng Aotian restrained his emotions, waved his hand and said, "Put it down."
"Yes." Qiu Ju took the order and carried the person down.
She took Ye Meixi into her arms, lowered her head, stared at him, and threw the portrait in his hand aside, "Not as good as you."
Ye Meixi smiled and leaned in her arms, "Master, this person must have a connection with this special envoy."
"En." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with dim light, and he didn't speak anymore.
Meteor watched Qiu Ju walk in with the meal, and in an instant, her dull eyes shone brightly.
Feng Aotian smiled when he saw him like this, and then looked at Ye Meixi, "The people who are returning to the country will arrive tomorrow, since they are disobedient, what's the use of keeping the special envoy in the capital? "
"What do you mean?" Ye Meixi picked up her chopsticks and prepared dishes for her.
"Now that the grass has been frightened, they will definitely find a way to escape, or, when they came, they have already planted people here. If that is the case, then kill them, leave none, and take their corpses to the northern border, let them Nan returns to the country and take a good look." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.
Ye Meixi responded quickly, thinking, this is a shock and awe, and it is also to let Nan Huiguo know that Wu Yueguo is not easy to bully.
Meteor took the chopsticks and devoured it. When he was full, he put down the table and chopsticks, touched his stomach with satisfaction, and burped comfortably.
Feng Aotian looked sideways and stared at him, "Little devil, I have something for you to do."
Meteor squinted his eyes in enjoyment. Now, when he heard Feng Aotian's order, he quickly opened his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian with a bright light.
"I heard that the Emperor Nanhui most likes women with beautiful long hair, so all the concubines in his palace have hair like ink. If he woke up overnight, he looked at the concubines in his palace. The concubines are all bald, this scene must be very spectacular." Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth smiled deeply.
"Pfft..." Ye Meixi was drinking tea. Listening to Feng Aotian's words, she couldn't help but spit it out. She raised her eyes and looked at her, "Master, when did you like to play pranks?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Master is a little bored."
Ye Meixi's mouth twitched, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, she was not bored, but full of anger, "Master, is Tsing Yi related to Nan Hui?"
Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and he continued, "What? You want to be bald too?"
Ye Meixi was startled, hugged Feng Aotian tightly, shook her head and said, "Meixi doesn't want it."
"If you offend the lord, the lord will not only shave your head, but also take you..." Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked down, and said in a low voice.
Ye Meixi hurriedly paused, then moved her robes, covered her legs, and nestled in Feng Aotian's arms, "Meixi will never make the master angry."
Hearing Feng Aotian's task, Meteor suddenly slumped, got off the chair quickly, knelt at Feng Aotian's feet, hugged her thigh, "Holy Master, don't you want Meteor's life?"
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, "Aren't you very capable?"
Meteor quickly squeezed out a few tears, "Holy Lord, this palace is heavily guarded, even if Meteor's small body is inside, it is impossible to shave their hair overnight."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Master knows, you have the ability."
Meteor was a little bit bitter. If I knew earlier, I shouldn't have made her angry just now. Isn't this self-inflicted and unable to live? Thinking of those concubines in Nanhui, what he had to do was calm, not to mention that he could do it, but when it was done, he was so tired that he only had half a breath left.
Feng Aotian looked at his dying appearance, "Tomorrow, the people returning to China will arrive at the border. With your ability, you will be able to hear the news early tomorrow."
Meteor sobbed a few times. Seeing that it was useless, he could only bite the bullet, stood up, and answered in a dejected manner, "Holy Lord, Meteor must be done well."
As he said that, he drooped his head and walked out. From a distance, the little figure appeared abnormally declining.
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, thinking that this little devil really has the ability to shave the hair of concubines in the palace overnight
"Master, I heard that Nan's return to the country is very fond of beauty. Although his harem does not have three thousand beauties, there are still five or six hundred. This night..." Ye Meixi couldn't imagine it.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and slid his fingertips across his chest, "How about you go?"
Ye Meixi felt a shudder all over her body, let him go? Isn't that suicidal? He raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and pouted his lips, "Master, Mei Xi is joking."
Feng Aotian replied slightly, then raised his hand, dragged him into his arms, lowered his head, kissed his delicate lips, and bit.
Ye Meixi lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled into a small smile. He was thinking, if he could be like this every day with her, it would be great.
Wu Yueguo, since the last prince's rebellion, followed by the riots in the south, not too long ago, the peaceful Shengdu has once again ushered in a bloody storm.
Two hours later, in Shengdu's Xingyuan, all the special envoys who came back from Nanhui were killed, and their bodies swaggered across the city and circled around Shengdu, and the people immediately knew that Nanhui had already returned. A large army was sent here, and the inevitable war between the two countries was about to happen. However, the people did not panic because the emperor ordered the beheading of the special envoy of Nanhui, because they believed that their new emperor It will definitely defeat Nanhui.
At this time, Feng Aotian embraced Ye Meixi and sat on the open-air green stage of Furong Pavilion, listening to the noise coming from his ears, thinking about the time alone.
And Wei Zimo, who went to Yuluo, was lying in a specially made luxury carriage at the moment, looking at the letterhead in his hand, his glamorous eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, he didn't know why the imperial brother would respond to Feng Aotian's request, And let him go and kiss? Could it be that the emperor was going to give up his chess piece and set him free? However, this idea can only be said that he is whimsical. According to the emperor's brother's temperament, even if he is crushed to ashes, it is impossible to let him go. Then, what is the emperor's brother's move? Thinking of Feng Aotian, there was a trace of complexity in his heart, and a trace of entanglement. For some reason, there was still a little bit of anticipation. He raised his hand, supported his forehead, and rubbed his eyebrows, as if to dispel the annoyance. Go, Wei Zimo, ah Wei Zimo, you own the wealth of the whole continent, so what? Your fate has never been in his own hands. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He leaned weakly in the carriage, letting the dull sound of the carriage ring in his ears...
Xing Wuyun, who led a large group to Fengqi Country, was sitting comfortably in the carriage drinking wine when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, and heard a general returning from the carriage, "Fourth Your Highness, There's a woman asking to see you!"
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