Feng Aotian saw that he had become more obedient, lowered his head, sucked out the poisonous blood from the wound on his body, and then cleaned the wound for him, applied good medicine, bandaged it, and looked at the meteor, "Take three Here comes the teacup."
Meteor looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, do you want to cut blood again?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "How do you know this isn't the first time for you?"
"Every time you cut blood, I can feel it, it really hurts." Meteor shivered a little when he remembered it.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Not yet."
Meteor lowered his head and slowly brought the teacup over, holding it in both hands.
Feng Aotian took out the dagger from his arms, raised his hand, and cut it to the wrist, but was held by a big hand, Feng Aotian looked sideways, looked at him, "If you don't want to die, be nice to you."
Mu Hanyao shook his head and looked at the two shallow scars on her wrist, "Your Majesty, no."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, sealed his chapped lips, and whispered, "Do you want to die or live?"
Mu Hanyao opened his eyes and looked at her. At this moment, he wanted to live. He had never had such a desire to live well, but he felt more distressed for her.
When Feng Aotian was stunned, he swiped the dagger on his wrist, and blood dripped into the teacup. Meteor looked at that and felt distressed. Even the little white snake had tears in his eyes. It would be nice if he could replace it. .
Mu Hanyao watched the blood dripping from her white wrist into the teacup, and his heart was dripping with blood at this moment.
I don't know how long it took, until Mu Hanyao was suffocated by the pain, Feng Aotian put away his wrist, clicked on the acupoint, took the teacup with his other hand, and handed the teacup to the corner of his mouth, "I'm about to drink it. , not a drop remains."
Mu Hanyao opened his mouth with difficulty, raised his eyes, and kept looking at her. When the smell of blood rushed to his face, he closed his eyes, and no one knew the tears flowing in his eyes at this moment.
He swallowed the blood in the teacup in one gulp, and the blood slid across his throat, but it was a burst of stinging pain. After drinking three cups, he forcibly endured the pain in his heart, opened his eyes, and looked at her.
Feng Aotian pulled Jin's quilt up and put it on top of him, raised his hand, and caressed his face that had become thinner and thinner due to hard work these days, "Go to sleep."
Mu Hanyao couldn't bear to close his eyes, looked at her stubbornly, lowered his head, and looked at the wound on his wrist that had been bandaged by meteors. If possible, he would rather use his own blood to make up for the blood lost on her body.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and held his somewhat stiff hand, "Aren't you sleeping yet?"
Mu Hanyao still looked at her, his deep eyes, revealing the darkness of the dark moon and no light, he couldn't help feeling distressed, causing his chest to heave uncontrollably.
Meteor looked at Mu Hanyao, pulled the little white snake off the bed, pulled it into his arms, and walked out.
The little white snake poked the snake's head and kept looking at Feng Aotian until it walked out of the house, it was still reluctant to turn back.
Meteor was sitting on the stone steps outside the house, holding his chin in one hand and holding the little white snake in the other, "Let's stay here now."
The little white snake listened to Meteor's words, and knew that now, when they entered, it was to disturb their alone time, and leaned in Meteor's arms, feeling the urge to cry.
Meteor remembered the thrill of Shicai, and now he is still afraid, looking at the little white snake, "You will be fine if you return to human form, so that the Holy Master will not cut blood again."
Little White Snake nodded, thinking about the situation where Feng Aotian had just cut his blood, it also felt that his heart was blocked.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Compared to your life, this injury is nothing."
Mu Hanyao raised his hand, caressed her cheek with a thick calluses palm, then pressed her into his arms, hugged her with all the strength he had recovered, and said solemnly, "In the future, you will not be allowed to. Cut blood again."
She didn't know how painful his heart was when she was cutting blood.
Feng Aotian listened to Mu Hanyao's slightly hoarse voice, raised his hand, and ran his fingertips across the edge of the wound on his chest, "You still have the strength to speak."
Mu Hanyao's arm was injured, and one leg was also injured, but he still endured the pain, turned Feng Aotian over, pushed her down beside him, and took her in with his intact arm. In his arms, he pulled up the quilt and put it on them, he whispered, "Go to sleep."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You are getting more courageous now, and you dare to order the Lord."
Mu Hanyao turned his head to look at her, lowered his head, and gently touched her lips, "The emperor doesn't sleep, and the minister doesn't sleep either."
Feng Aotian was stunned, blinking his eyes, phoenix eyes were bright, looked at him, then closed his eyes, "Okay, sleep."
Mu Hanyao stared at her sleeping face with a faint smile in the corners of his eyes, then closed his eyes, finally unable to withstand the fatigue, fell asleep, but that strong arm still hugged her without a trace of slack. .
Feng Aotian looked at him, never knowing that when he was still so domineering, she couldn't help being a little dumb, but she liked the feeling of being held by him like this, very safe and secure.
This sleep, Feng Aotian slept peacefully until dawn the next day. When she woke up, she met Mu Hanyao and looked into her eyes. She stood up slightly, raised her hand, covered his forehead, and then took his pulse. .
Mu Hanyao looked at her uneasily. At this moment, he really wanted to indulge once, no matter what her status was, no matter if she was a man, no matter what worldly prejudice she had, he just wanted to guard her well, he held her Holding her uninjured hand, he gently pulled her onto his body, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and sucked gently.
His movements were very soft and light, even though he had done this many times before, he was still a little clumsy, but, that's it, he still cherished this lingering kiss with the most tenderness he had ever had.
Feng Aotian opened his eyes, met Mu Hanyao's dark eyes, caressed his blue silk, his heavy breath sprayed on her crystal clear face, dyed a faint blush, she wanted to turn over and dominate , However, he was tightly imprisoned and unable to move.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you know what you are doing now?"
Mu Hanyao lowered his head, leaned against her neck, and said in a low voice, "Does the emperor know what the minister wants to do now?"
Feng Aotian looked at the dark and unclear emotions flashing in his eyes. For the first time, she saw a strong possessiveness in his eyes, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "I didn't expect it, it turns out that I was raised by my side. A leopard."
Mu Hanyao lowered his head and bit her earlobe hard, his voice was magnetic and hoarse, "Your Majesty, this minister is going crazy."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and stroked his back lightly, making him lean against her tightly, she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat and his thick breath.
"You." Feng Aotian whispered.
Mu Hanyao leaned on her body, just hugging each other like this, he felt at ease and peace of mind he had never felt before.
Feng Aotian let him hold her, perhaps, this was the unease and fear in his heart, and only in this way could he truly feel her existence.
After a long time, Mu Hanyao slowly lay on one side, Feng Aotian leaned on his side, propped his head with one hand, and played with the blue silk on his chest with the other, staring at him, "How are you?"
Mu Hanyao turned his back to her, and did not speak.
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around his waist from the back, and put his face on his broad back, "Master, I have never seen you when you are still angry."
Mu Hanyao's body froze, opened his eyes, and just looked forward, thinking, what exactly is between them? What is he in her mind? When he is injured, she will come here without hesitation, but she is just as good to everyone. Sometimes, he doesn't understand, what the hell is going on? What are you jealous of? However, he just wanted to be more domineering, to be stronger, to pull her into his arms, to hold her, to stay by his side all the time, but these thoughts were in the relationship between him and her. Under the gap that can never be crossed, the road that separates it will be dispelled.
No matter how strong his heart is, when facing her like this, he always becomes extremely soft. What the hell are they doing like this
Feng Aotian didn't know what he was thinking, but she understood that Mu Hanyao's mind was fluctuating more than usual.
"Your Majesty, what does this minister mean to you?" Mu Hanyao was thinking about the various things he had with her, from the initial defense, hatred, helplessness, to the attraction, admiration, and inability to extricate himself, until yesterday's deep sinking, He understood that he was hopeless.
Feng Aotian was slightly startled, is she really too greedy? She didn't want to hurt everyone, but she ended up hurting everyone.
She tried to get as close to him as possible, giving each other warmth, but she didn't know how to answer.
Mu Hanyao sighed faintly, no matter what they were, he would still guard her, even if, in this life, she could not completely belong to him.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, turned his body over, and asked him to look at him, "You are irreplaceable in my heart."
Mu Hanyao paused and looked at her, maybe he was afraid, afraid that her heart for him was just a temporary interest, afraid that he would lose her one day, such endless waiting and anticipation, It made him feel extremely tired.
Mu Hanyao raised his hands and painted her face without saying a word. His long-suppressed emotions erupted in an instant. He lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully, just wanting to vent his emotions. come fear.
Meteor and the little white snake sat outside all night. Now, the sky is bright, but there is no movement in the house. The little white snake looks at the meteor and blinks its eyes.
Meteor looked at the little white snake, blinking bright eyes, one person and one snake, you look at me, I look at you, and relieve the inner distress.
A pink figure fell and stood in front of Meteor, then squatted halfway and looked at him.
Meteor raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, and saw that she was full of dust, while the little white snake recognized the person in front of him at a glance, and then said, "She was chasing Ling Shuangxue yesterday."
Meteor looked at the woman in front of him, "Who are you?"
"Feng Qianning." Feng Qianning looked at the meteor and replied with a smile.
Meteor tilted his head and looked at Feng Qianning, "The Holy Master hasn't woken up yet."
"It's okay, I'll wait for her." Feng Qianning sat down beside Meteor and looked into the distance.
Meteor looked at Feng Qianning, and then said, "Your martial arts are good."
Feng Qianning chuckled again, "So-so."
Meteor thought that this person was interesting. Compared to Ling Shuangxue, he preferred such a frank person.
The little white snake looked at Feng Qianning and wanted to ask where Ling Shuangxue went, but he felt that this matter had little to do with him, so he leaned in Meteor's arms and waited.
Feng Aotian got up and got out of the bed, while Mu Hanyao lay quietly on the bed, but his eyes followed her figure, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Over the years, today was the time when he laughed the most.
People who have been icy for too long, laughing like a thousand years of ice and snow melting, revealing a touch of coolness and refreshing, Feng Aotian after washing his face, looked at him sideways, "What do you want to eat?"
Mu Hanyao looked at her, just looked at her with a small smile, "Everything is fine."
Feng Aotian leaned over, dropped a light kiss on his forehead, turned around, left the inner hall, pushed open the door, and saw one big and one small sitting on the stone steps, she leaned on her side, leaning against the door , looked at the scene in front of him, and said with a smile, "The scenery is good today?"
Hearing the sound, Meteor quickly got up from the stone steps. After sitting for too long, his butt was a little numb. When he got up, Meteor couldn't help frowning. Then he ran to Feng Aotian, raised his head and looked at At her, "Holy Lord, Meteor is wrong."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted him on the head, "Okay, let's go prepare food for the Lord."
Meteor stopped crying, nodded hastily, turned around, ran away without a trace, ran to the restaurant in one breath, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, "Send your best meal to Xingyuan."
The shopkeeper looked at Meteor and was naturally familiar with it. As soon as he heard that it was sent to Xingyuan, his face stiffened, he responded immediately, and then ordered someone to prepare.
"This little boy, I heard that the one who lives in Xingyuan is the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom, but is he serious?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile, looking at Meteor.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't know." Meteor was still smiling brightly just now, and quickly lowered his face and stared at the shopkeeper, as if he was going to eat him.
The shopkeeper did not expect that a doll would have such a cold gaze, so he quickly took a step back, "Don't be surprised, little boy, he is just curious."
"What's there to be curious about?" Meteor shook his head and stopped talking.
The shopkeeper was bored, so he didn't ask anymore, but ordered someone to prepare the meal. After a while, it was ready, and Meteor ordered someone to take it to Xingyuan.
The shopkeeper watched Meteor leave, turned around quickly, returned to the house, and saw a man in a bright red shirt sitting in the house, he quickly bowed and saluted, "Master, Emperor Feng Qi is really walking."
"Yeah." The man in red in front of him nodded slightly, then got up, "Send the restaurant's best three meals a day on time, but you can find out who poisoned you?"
"It's Wu Yueguo's Prime Minister, Ling Shuangxue. Yesterday, Mu Hanyao was plotted against her, and she did it. However, Ling Shuangxue seems to have disappeared." The shopkeeper replied quickly.
"Go get busy, if you have any news, even if you come to report." The man in red got up, walked out of the house, and flew away.
The shopkeeper looked at the person who was leaving, wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that his master came suddenly before dawn this morning, thinking that something major happened, but unexpectedly, it was for such trivial matters.
The person who came was Wei Zimo. At this time, he was sitting on the eaves not far from Xingyuan, watching the door open, Feng Aotian was helping Mu Hanyao to get up, and she was sitting beside him with porridge. , feeding him porridge in person, the atmosphere in the house is very warm, really envious of others, his glamorous eyes flashed a dim light, and then flew away.
Feng Qianning and Meteor were sitting at the table eating their meals. She sensed the indifference, followed her gaze, and saw a bright red flying away. Obviously, she recognized who it was at a glance. A strange smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.
Meteor looked at Feng Qianning's sly smile, and hurriedly stepped forward, "You laughed so treacherous."
Feng Qianning looked at Meteor and quickly restrained her smile, "Is it too obvious?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, then stopped asking her, and ate the meal on his own.
Mu Hanyao was sitting on the bed, looking at Feng Aotian, eating the porridge she personally fed him, one bite at a time, like a warm current flowing in his heart, he has always been an iron-blooded person, but he never knew , It turned out that Bailian Steel turned soft around the fingers, and it turned out to be so lingering.
Feng Aotian looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "When I see you this time, why do you think you are getting more and more stupid."
Mu Hanyao paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.
Feng Aotian shook his head amusedly, and after feeding the porridge, he wiped the corners of his mouth for him, "Take a good rest, the border affairs will be handled by my grandfather."
"I'm fine." Mu Hanyao looked at her and whispered, with him here, he didn't want her to work too hard.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "I'm not obedient again."
Mu Hanyao shook his head, "This minister is really fine."
Feng Aotian knew that once he made a decision, he would have no hesitation. She continued, "You will rest for the next two days. Anyway, Le Qiguo will not make any noise."
Mu Hanyao nodded and said, "Okay."
Feng Aotian covered him with a quilt, got up, walked to the table, looked at Feng Qianning and Meteor, the little white snake jumped, and threw himself directly into Feng Aotian's arms from Meteor's arms, ignoring it. embrace.
It raised its head and looked at Feng Aotian, excited.
Feng Aotian stroked its snake head, "What's wrong?"
The little white snake rubbed against Feng Aotian's arm, squinting its eyes contentedly.
Feng Aotian looked at its appearance, laughed softly, and then looked at Feng Qianning, "Where is Ling Shuangxue?"
"My subordinates followed her all the time, and she found out later." Feng Qianning put down the tableware and replied.
"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at her, "Which direction do you see her rushing towards?"
"The direction of Bei Liguo." Feng Qianning replied affirmatively.
"Bei Liguo?" Feng Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Continue to send people to follow her. If there is any trace of her, report it immediately."
"Yes." Feng Qianning replied, then looked at Feng Aotian, "My subordinates don't understand, why did she attack Mu Hanyao?"
Feng Aotian was also thinking about this matter. Originally, she thought that Ling Shuangxue deliberately kept Ye Meixi because she had moved her mind. However, this move made her a little puzzled, why
"We'll know in the future." Feng Aotian didn't rush to know, looking at Feng Qianning, "You've been out for too long now, go back to the border earlier."
"Okay." Feng Qianning nodded, then picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.
While eating, Feng Aotian pondered what was hidden in it.
Although Mu Hanyao was lying on the bed, his eyes always fell on Feng Aotian, watching her quietly eating her meal, her eyes were full of melancholy, thinking about what happened yesterday, and in the future, this kind of thing is afraid of. It will happen often, he should learn to protect his ability and not make her work too hard.
Feng Aotian stopped eating, looked at Meteor, and said, "Did you not rest last night?"
Meteor nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, are you not Meteor anymore?"
Feng Aotian looked at him amusingly, "When did you get angry with you?"
Meteor smiled quickly, and then yawned, "Meteor is sleepy, let's take a break."
"Go." Feng Aotian touched his head, lowered his head, and looked at the little white snake, who was already quietly nestled in her arms, sleeping very sweetly.
Feng Qianning looked curiously at the little white snake in Feng Aotian's arms, and then said, "Master, is it the legendary dragon?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "You know?"
"Well, I read an ancient book before. It was recorded that the dragon came out, and Wang Zun appeared." Feng Qianning continued.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "What do you want to know?"
"The subordinates also know that Mu Hanjin is the patriarch of the Feng Clan, and the dragon has appeared again, and the master is the king of heaven." Feng Qianning said bluntly.
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "There are so many thoughts."
Feng Qianning replied without any modesty, "That's natural, otherwise, it's not that my subordinates have been pretending to be stupid all these years."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "What else do you know?"
Feng Qianning looked at Feng Aotian, and then said, "Why does Feihe Kingdom surrender to Fengqi Kingdom? There must be a reason, and the master must be the new Holy Master of Feihe Kingdom."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at her, "Yes, continue."
Feng Qianning continued, "Actually, the subordinates know that the imperial brother's mother-in-law was the previous Holy Master, and that's why my mother-in-law was left out in the cold."
Feng Aotian looked at Feng Qianning, his eyes sank slightly, "How much do you know about what happened back then?"
"This subordinate only knows that the subordinate mother-in-law is the spy sent by the father to your mother-in-law. Later, for some unknown reason, the father suddenly died, and the emperor's brother's mother-in-law also died with love, and the subordinates died. The mother and concubine also died unhappy." Feng Qianning said quietly.
"Why were you chosen as the Dark Lord?" Feng Aotian then asked.
"The dark master of each session will be found by the dark master of the previous session, and it will be determined according to the date of birth and location. The subordinate was born at that time. When the subordinate was three years old, he was picked up by the previous session's boss. The dark master secretly brought it to training, and the mother and concubine of his subordinates do not know the true identity of his subordinates." Feng Qianning said in a low voice, her tone was full of helplessness, "Actually, my subordinates are not quite aware of what happened that year. matter."
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Dear friends, the second is here, hehe...