"Missing?" Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, "Continue looking."
"Yes." Soul replied.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Eunuch Cat, "Let's go."
"Yes." Eunuch Mao stepped forward, held Feng Aotian's hand, and the two flew away.
Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu, "That girl Leng Peihan must be in trouble."
Lan Jingshu looked at him, "How can you see it?"
"Does it need to be said? Her reckless temperament and restless all day long, it's strange that she doesn't cause trouble." Gu Yefeng said as a matter of course.
Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, "You are really hard-mouthed and soft-hearted."
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, "My mouth is tougher than my heart."
Xing Wuyun looked at this person and said with a smile, "Alright, let's have a good chat."
"I'll accompany you to see the palace." Lan Jingshu looked at him and said.
"That's fine." Xing Wuyun got up, because of the injury, he moves slowly now, not as smooth as before, but a little more casual, with a beautiful face, a faint smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth, those peach blossom eyes Slightly curved, very attractive, at first glance, it is a suave noble boy.
Meteor couldn't disturb Father Cat's interest now. Seeing that they were about to leave, he hurriedly jumped off the chair and tugged at Xing Wuyun's sleeve, "I'm going too."
Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes, looked at the meteor, and nodded, "You can drink?"
"Of course." Meteor nodded, although he was not drinking well.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "Now that I can't drink if I want to, let him stop the wine."
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at Meteor, thinking that Xing Wuyun is really doing it arbitrarily, how many cups can he stop as a child
However, in order not to disturb the interest of the people, it was agreed.
Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and gave a thumbs up, "Enough loyalty."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and smiled more openly, "When did I call you a brother?"
Meteor laughed, patted his little chest, hesitated too hard, coughed a few times, and then said, "Forget it, Shicai, you and I are friends in chess, and this deep friendship is rare."
Xing Wuyun spit out words slowly, "It's really affectionate... Huyi..."
Gu Yefeng was amused by the conversation between Meteor and Xing Wuyun. In the past, looking at Meteor was just a child, but when he saw his superb chess skills, he felt that this little guy was somewhat capable.
Meteor turned his head and looked at Gu Yefeng, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing." Gu Yefeng stopped laughing, then looked at Xing Wuyun, "Brother Wuyun, let's go."
Xing Wuyun nodded, took the first step, stepped out of the emperor's bedroom, raised his eyes, and looked at the huge palace in front of him. Once, he thought it would be a cage, but now, he thinks that this is the love nest and his belonging.
Lan Jingshu pushed Gu Yefeng, Xing Wuyun walked forward familiarly, and when he reached Qinghui Palace, he glanced at it more, "When he comes back, he must drink a few cups happily."
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng also stopped at the same time, looking at the scene in front of them, it seemed that Mu Hanjin was always here and never left.
Meteor pressed his chin and looked at it, wondering who lives in this palace
"What are you looking at?" Meteor couldn't understand and couldn't help asking.
"Look at a person." Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes and said while looking at the meteor.
"Who?" Meteor raised his head and looked at Xing Wuyun, curious.
"The emperor's most beloved person." Xing Wuyun said bluntly.
Meteor tilted his head, thinking, the emperor loves too many people, is there anything more than this? Thinking that everyone is there, and only one person is not, that is...
He suddenly realized "Oh", and then pointed at Qinghui Palace, "You shouldn't be talking about wind... No, it's Mu Hanjin, the younger brother of Mu Hanyao?"
Xing Wuyun looked at him, "You know a lot."
"That's natural. Next time I see Ye Meixi, I will definitely be angry with him. Let him see, there is someone more favored than him beside the Holy Master." Meteor put his hands on his hips, he regarded Ye Meixi as I remembered the hatred, and I don't know why, when I saw Ye Meixi, I felt that this person was a monster.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at the meteor, "Ye Meixi and Mu Hanjin, in the emperor's heart, are of equal weight, they are the people on the top of the emperor's heart."
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were silent, what Xing Wuyun said, is it a great gift for the two of them to be seen by Feng Aotian
Xing Wuyun was just talking casually, seemingly casual words, in fact, no one knew the sour taste in his words.
Meteor nodded, "Then I'll go take a look when the time comes."
Xing Wuyun was noncommittal, then turned around, walked forward, and walked slowly. The harem was divided into two palaces, east and west. This west palace was the residence of Su Ri's concubines and princesses. Later, Feng Aotian entered the palace, and those concubines in the west palace were buried. For the funeral, some of the tombs guarding the mausoleum have been moved to the palace of the side courtyard. Therefore, the west palace is now vacant, and the east palace is now inhabited by four people, Mu Hanjin, Lan Jingshu, Yi Mu, and special The palace left by Ye Meixi.
Xing Wuyun did not go east, but walked along the west of Qinghui Palace, walked to the first bedroom, raised his eyes, looked at Xingyun Palace written on it, he stopped for a moment, and then lifted into the inside. , although no one lives in it, it is cleaned every day, and the furnishings are elegant, especially the sweet-scented osmanthus in bloom in the courtyard, which is even more refreshing.
He was holding a folding fan, dressed in a goose-yellow brocade robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, standing beside the osmanthus tree, looking even more unrestrained, but a low-alcohol but magnetic voice sounded, he said softly, "The osmanthus falls in the moon, and the sky is fragrant. The clouds are floating."
Lan Jingshu stepped forward and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in front of him, and felt that Xing Wuyun's temperament was very commensurate. It seemed free and unrestrained, but it was a little more elegant. He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of him, and the golden waves Ye Jingui, but the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of him was dark red, he turned his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "What variety is this?"
"This is an extremely rare species, called cinnabar osmanthus." Gu Yefeng thought that such a season is the day when sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant. However, this cinnabar osmanthus is extremely rare. Unexpectedly, it is in the palace. can be found in.
Xing Wuyun played with the folding fan in his hand and smiled, "I chose this place."
Lan Jingshu nodded and said, "It's very commensurate with you."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at the plaque outside the main hall, and then looked to both sides, there was no inscription, he then looked at Lan Jingshu, "Is there any ink?"
Lan Jingshu then nodded and said, "I'll go get it for you."
"Okay." Xing Wuyun replied, standing with his hands behind his back, his elegant figure was reflected in the moonlight, and the sweet-scented osmanthus blooming beside him became more and more fragrant. illusory.
Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun and seemed to be very interested. I wonder what poem he wanted to write on it
Lan Jingshu came over with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed it on the stone table on the side. Xing Wuyun turned around, took up the red pen, dipped in the pen and ink, moved his wrist slightly, his body was light, and flew up, the pen and ink stained on the golden door couplet. On the top, he drew the charm of flowing clouds and flowing water. His words were like his people, and he was free and unrestrained. He then dropped down gracefully, flicked his finger, and the red pen drew a beautiful arc from the air and sat down on the stone table.
Meteor raised his head, and through the bright moonlight, he saw the words on it, and he said in a low voice, "Walk to where the water is poor, sit and watch the clouds rise."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng cheered loudly, which really lived up to his unruly temperament.
Lan Jingshu also nodded slightly. In this palace, everyone is looking for a law of survival that suits them. However, Xing Wuyun is unique. He still goes his own way and is not subject to any constraints.
Meteor stood beside Xing Wuyun, "You are really free and easy."
Xing Wuyun's charming peach blossom eyes slightly bent, looking at the handwriting in front of him, he just wanted to live out himself and be able to really achieve the words "free and easy".
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and then said, "I'll call Yi Mu, how about drinking and writing poetry under this laurel tonight?"
Xing Wuyun turned around and smiled, "Excellent."
Meteor's interest was obviously greatly increased, "I heard that Jiu Gonggong has made a few jars of osmanthus brew, and I really want to try it."
Xing Wuyun listened, and couldn't help being greedy. He quickly lifted his steps, and his walking was still slow. He only used light work, and some of the wounds were pulled. Fortunately, there was no problem. Now, he can no longer act recklessly.
"I'm going to see the master and ask for an altar." Xing Wuyun said, and disappeared in the bedroom.
Gu Yefeng looked at Xing Wuyun's free and easy temperament and envy, "It's really rare for such a person to be willing to live in the harem."
Lan Jingshu lowered his eyes and looked at him, "If you have concerns in your heart, you won't feel lonely."
Gu Yefeng nodded and said, yes, someone is destined to be their calamity, and they can't escape if they want to.
Meteor was sitting in front of the stone bench, looking up, admiring the night, thinking about the sweet-scented osmanthus.
Lan Jingshu looked at Gu Yefeng, "I'll call Yi Mulai."
"Well, let's go." Gu Yefeng replied, and followed the meteor, admiring the beauty of this place.
Meteor looked sideways, looked at Gu Yefeng, lowered his head, looked at his legs, "If one day, you can leave, where do you want to go?"
Gu Yefeng listened to Meteor's voice, stunned slightly, and looked at him, "Walking all over the great rivers and mountains."
Meteor nodded, "Anyone?"
"With your beloved." Gu Yefeng looked at Meteor and said in a low voice, "Unfortunately, this is just a beautiful dream."
Meteor laughed, "Dream will also come true."
Gu Yefeng smiled and said nothing, only he knew that it was such a low self-esteem that he couldn't walk by himself.
Xing Wuyun walked to the side courtyard on his own, and saw Eunuch Jiu sitting in the courtyard, busy with work.
He raised a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down, stepped forward slowly, and when he was in front of Eunuch Jiu, he quickly cupped his hands and said, "The disciple has seen the master."
Eunuch Jiu didn't look at him, but said coldly, "Did you come to work?"
When Xing Wuyun listened to Eunuch Jiu's words, he was stunned for a moment. He quickly walked to Eunuch Jiu's back, and patted his back to please him, "Hehe, Master, how are you doing when your apprentice is away these days?"
"Did you tug on the wound?" Eunuch Jiu said coldly.
Xing Wuyun was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile, "I just moved my muscles and bones, it was too hard."
Eunuch Jiu raised his hand gently, his fingers had already touched the edge of his chest, the speed was very fast, he had not yet reacted, Eunuch Jiu had already withdrawn his hand, Xing Wuyun felt that the pain in his chest was not so much, and he felt that the blood had stopped, he With a flattering smile, "Teacher thanks Master."
When Father Jiu raised his hand, a jar of wine fell into his hand, and then stuffed it into Xing Wuyun, "Come over early tomorrow to brush the jar, and the past few months are all piled there."
Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and saw the wine jars piled up like a mountain in the corner. He hurriedly cried, holding the wine jar and looking at his father-in-law, "Master, this disciple is seriously injured."
Eunuch Jiu's ruthless words continued to sound, "With a teacher here, you can't die."
Xing Wuyun smacked his lips, obviously very hurt, who is Father Jiu? It's a genius doctor. He said that he can't die. Of course he can't go against it. He quickly lowered his head and replied obediently, "Yes, Master, my disciple will come back tomorrow."
Saying that, he hugged the wine jar, took a few steps out, turned around, and saw that the wine's father-in-law was still erratic and continued to work, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After Eunuch Jiu waited for Xing Wuyun to leave, the corner of his mouth raised a gratified smile, then got up and walked into the house.
When Xing Wuyun returned to his newly chosen residence holding the wine jar, he saw that Yi Mu was already sitting at the stone table, admiring the osmanthus with Lan Jingshu.
The corner of his mouth continued to smile, and then he stepped forward, put the wine jar on the table, and looked at the crowd, "Osmanthus brewed."
Meteor couldn't wait to open the seal, holding the wine jar and sniffing a few times, "Good wine."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and patted his head, "Don't drink a lot."
Meteor covered his head and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Didn't you just ask me to stop the wine for you?"
"I don't need it now." Xing Wuyun simply sat down, filled the wine in front of him, and lifted it up, "Everything is done without words, I will do it first as a respect."
After Xing Wuyun finished speaking, he raised his head, drank it, and poured another glass, "Forget the past and start over."
As he spoke, he raised his head and drank another cup, and then poured a third cup. Everyone just held up the cups and looked at him, "Let's drink a cup together, for the reunion again."
Everyone looked at each other, clinking glasses with a smile, and then raised their heads to drink.
After Meteor drank it, he felt that it was very fragrant and delicious, and hurriedly poured another glass.
Yi Mu looked at Xing Wuyun, "This time, come back, won't you leave?"
Xing Wuyun played with the wine glass in his hand, "My heart is already here, I can't leave."
Yi Mu listened to his words, raised his head and drank, and said quietly, "The Yangliuqingqing river is at the level, and I heard the singing of Langjiang stepping on the river.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is not sunny but sunny. "
"Your character still hasn't changed." Xing Wuyun raised his glass, raised his head and drank, "How is your body?"
"It's not bad, it's not bad." Yi Mu smiled softly, and then poured another cup, "Come, this cup is to congratulate you on your new life."
Xing Wuyun raised his voice and smiled, "Okay." After speaking, he raised his head and drank.
Gu Yefeng looked at the two in front of him, then raised his glass, "Are you two trying to dominate this fine wine?"
Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, looked at Gu Yefeng, and said with a smile, "It's natural to share good wine together."
Gu Yefeng also smiled heartily, and then raised his glass, "Although you and I have known each other's names since childhood, we have never met each other. Now, when we meet, it really lives up to the reputation. Let's toast for you and me. "
"Okay." Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled, then clinked glasses with Gu Yefeng and raised his head to drink.
Lan Jingshu looked at Gu Yefeng and then at Yi Mu, he just laughed without saying a word, and drank in silence.
"Since there is so much elegance, then I don't want to play a song, how about helping the fun?" Xing Wuyun got up slowly, he just saw that there was a flute in the palace, he took it out, raised his hand, waved the hem of his clothes, his body Zi leaned against the stone pillars of the promenade on the side of the laurel, curled up on one leg, the autumn wind was blowing on his face, he closed his eyes slightly, and the flute sounded melodious, but it was very delicate.
The crowd listened quietly, and they could feel the freedom he yearned for and the hidden loneliness from the sound of his flute.
Yi Mu poured himself a glass and said with a light smile, "I never knew, he still plays the flute?"
"I don't know either." Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "It's just because he's been drifting outside all these years, and he's no longer the same Xing Wuyun he used to be."
"Sure enough, he is a romantic genius." Gu Yefeng couldn't help but praised, such a graceful and unrestrained temperament, I am afraid that he will not be able to learn it in this life.
He raised his head and drank a drink. Meteor was already drunk, lying on the stone table, holding his head in one hand and the wine glass in the other, listening to the sound of the flute in his ear, and smiled foolishly.
Lan Jingshu raised his glass and looked at Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu, "Toast to the hard-won fate between you and me."
Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other and smiled. How proud they used to be, but now, they are trapped in the palace for one person, with no complaints or regrets. Should they be lucky? Or should we regret
Just as people drink water and know how warm and cold they are, only they can experience the joys and sorrows of it.
Feng Aotian and Mao Gonggong went to the place where all the baby girls were gathered, but they did not find anything unusual. Leng Peihan was still missing, so she took the cat father back to the palace.
Eunuch Cat didn't want to go back so early. First, he felt that he still had to wait until the last moment. Second, he also wanted to be alone with Feng Aotian for a while.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you and I were here, the murderer would definitely not dare to come."
Eunuch Cat raised his eyes, looked at her, nodded and said, "The slave understands."
Feng Aotian held his hand and did not fly back to the palace, but the two of them strolled on the silent and uninhabited street.
"Master, this servant really hopes to go on like this forever." Eunuch Cat leaned on Feng Aotian's shoulder and walked forward slowly.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "If you like it, I will walk with you every night."
Eunuch Cat laughed softly, "I'm afraid the master is too busy."
Feng Aotian wrapped his arms around his waist and took him into his arms, "As long as you have time, I will accompany you."
Eunuch Cat turned his head sideways and kissed her neck, "With the words of the master, the slave will be content."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Why don't you know, when did you become so easily satisfied?"
Eunuch Mao said with a light smile, "There is no way, there are so many lovely people around you, if the servant is still so obsessed with the master, the servant will definitely be despised by the master."
Hearing the vinegar smell in his words, Feng Aotian twirled in place, pulled his head down, and then kissed him. As the world twirled, only her was left in his eyes, and there was no one else around.
Eunuch Cat lowered his head and leaned in her arms, "Master, isn't the slave being too greedy."
Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, "Master likes your greed."
Eunuch Cat sighed contentedly, "Master, this servant doesn't want to leave you."
"How can you leave when you are here?" Feng Aotian hooked his chin, drank lightly on the corner of his lips, clenched his hand, and continued to walk forward.
Eunuch Cat followed Feng Aotian's side, stared at her profile, and smiled, although she didn't say it, but he knew that one day, he would leave her, whether it was fate or not. Or forced.
Feng Aotian took his hand and walked like this until she entered the palace of the emperor, when she heard the sound of the flute not far away, she looked at Eunuch Mao, "Who is playing the flute?"
"I don't know." Eunuch Cat shook his head.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and prepare the soup for the lord, and the lord will take a look."
"Yes." Eunuch Cat nodded, and then stepped out of the emperor's bedroom.
Following the sound of the flute, Feng Aotian walked to the bedroom in front of him, raised his eyes, and looked at the gilded font on it, "Xingyun Palace."
She then stepped inside, and what caught her eye was a beautiful scene. Men of all colors were three-point drunk, sitting together in a three-point blur. The sweet-scented osmanthus beside her was blooming, and the most striking thing was the corridor one On the side, the man leaning against him is even more free and easy.
She slowly stepped forward until she stood beside him, but she didn't know that he could play the flute
The sound of the flute was quiet, and it was really a joy to be born from her heart. She raised her hand and broke off a osmanthus flower, and a beautiful voice rang out, "It is snowy at the beginning of the calyx, and it is difficult to paint a book alone. Fragrance means parting, even thin is better than cold. Listening to the flute and worrying, leaning against the sloping branch to see the sick.
Sitting in front of the stone table, Lan Jingshu listened to the cold voice, with an ethereal like an orchid in an empty valley. She lowered her eyebrows and smiled, turning the osmanthus flowers with her fingers, and was looking at Xing Wuyun beside her, such a scene, Anyone who looked at it couldn't help but be moved.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and his words echoed in his ears, "Suo Feng is as understanding, it is easy not to blow the blame."
Yi Mu raised her eyes slightly, looked at Feng Aotian, and smiled bitterly. Since she knows what is "the wind is easy to understand, and it is easy not to blow it away", then, she knows what is "a flower that can be folded and must be folded, don't wait." Broken branches without flowers?"
Meteor hiccups, seeing Feng Aotian, quickly jumped off the stone bench, hurriedly ran to Feng Aotian, hugged her thigh, and cried loudly, "Holy Lord, Meteor really misses. you."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy who suddenly rushed over. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Xing Wuyun moved his wrist and put away the flute, but did not get up, but raised his eyes and looked at her.
Feng Aotian looked at the crimson osmanthus flower in his hand, and then said, "Cinnabar osmanthus."
Xing Wuyun smiled and said, "The emperor is really knowledgeable."
Feng Aotian could hear the meaning of the teasing in his words, but he did not say a word, and regardless of Meteor holding her thigh and crying, he raised his eyes and looked at the plaque on the door of the bedroom. The handwriting was free and easy. With a flair, she looked at him, "Walking to the place where the water is poor, sit and watch the clouds rise."
"How?" Xing Wuyun got up dashingly, stood in front of her, raised his eyes, and looked at the couplet.
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Is this the palace you chose?"
"Yeah." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "The orchid leaves are bright in spring, and Guihua is bright in the autumn. Xinxin's business is a festive occasion."
"This verse praises sweet-scented osmanthus for being elegant and clean, full of vigor, honorable but not flattering." Feng Aotian raised his hand, put the sweet-scented osmanthus in Xing Wuyun's hair, and said with a smile, "It's really elegant and elegant."
Xing Wuyun smiled, raised his hand, took off the sweet-scented osmanthus from his hair, and lowered his head to play, "The emperor came back so soon? Eunuch wine willing?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If Master didn't come back sooner, how could he hear such a wonderful flute sound, I don't know, you still play the flute."
Xing Wuyun stepped up, walked out of the corridor, then sat in front of the stone table, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Feng Aotian who followed closely behind.
Seeing that Feng Aotian was ignoring him, Meteor stopped crying, grabbed her sleeve, and followed.
Feng Aotian sat on the stone bench that Meteor was sitting on just now, Meteor hurriedly got into her arms, grabbed the front of her clothes, and tugged it aggrievedly.
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at Meteor, suddenly remembered that that day, she was drinking with Ye Meixi and Feng Yinqi watching the moon, then lowered his head and stroked his head, "If you are drunk, then go to sleep. ."
Meteor pouted the corners of his mouth, nodded his head, and fell asleep seriously.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu and the others, "Can you drink to your heart's content?"
Lan Jingshu filled up with wine, then raised his glass and looked at her, "I respect the emperor!"
Feng Aotian also raised his glass, looked at him, and replied with a smile, "Okay."
Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng also took the cup, while Xing Wuyun looked at her and did not drink.
Feng Aotian drank it all in one go, looked sideways, looked at him, "Don't you never leave your body with Su Ri?"
"Your Majesty, it's not easy for me to drink alcohol now." Xing Wuyun's watery eyes turned slightly, very charming.
Feng Aotian looked at him and said with a smile, "It's not easy to drink alcohol, how much do you drink?"
She lowered her head and looked at the wine glass in her hand, "Twenty years of sweet-scented osmanthus brewing, I'm afraid there's nowhere to find it except at the place of the wine man. Since you went to the wine man's place, how can you not drink easily?"
Xing Wuyun laughed lowly, then raised his glass, "That minister respects the emperor, thank the emperor for saving his life."
Feng Aotian readily replied, "How do you repay the grace of saving your life?"
Xing Wuyun supported his chin in one hand and held a wine glass in the other. His form was romantic, but he was still charming. On the contrary, he was a little more flamboyant and casual.
He said it so calmly, without any twist or reluctance.
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "This method is not bad."
Lan Jingshu looked at Xing Wuyun and then at Feng Aotian. They were all smart people. Some things don't need too much guesswork or cover up. They can understand with just a look or a sentence. .
He lowered his eyes, maybe, this is the difference between him and Xing Wuyun, he can be casual and unrestrained, but he can't do nothing to rule, and he can't get rid of his own shackles.
Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes turned slightly, and he saw Lan Jingshu's flash of sadness. Gu Yefeng understood in his heart. Sometimes, he would rather pretend not to know. Be humble.
Yi Mu looked like it had nothing to do with him, but the melancholy between his eyebrows made him even more uncomfortable.
Meteor was completely drunk, leaning against Feng Aotian's arms, snoring evenly.
Everyone had their own thoughts, and after drinking, Feng Aotian got up and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master Ming'er will order people to clean up this place, and you can live."
Xing Wuyun knew that he was a bird who yearned for free flight, but he was willingly locked in her cage.
He leaned in her arms a little drunk, raised his eyes, looked at her, smiled softly, and kissed her lips in front of everyone, as if he was tasting the best cakes, licking slowly.
Feng Aotian just remembered that after he was drunk, he would have relatives. This problem is really bad. However, now that he is injured, she can't throw him into the pond, she can only wrap his arms around his waist and stare at him. The light sank, "Go back and rest."
After putting down a sentence, he wrapped Xing Wuyun in one hand and Meteor in the other, and flew away.
Lan Jingshu was always sitting on the stone bench, watching the figure leave, he suddenly felt a little sad.
Gu Yefeng raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "You have a heavy mind."
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "I'm not the only one who thinks so much."
Gu Yefeng laughed softly, "Yes, I have one more person here."
After the two said, they raised their eyes and looked at Yi Mu who was completely drunk. The two shook their heads helplessly. Lan Jingshu got up, supported Yi Mu, and left Xingyun Palace with Gu Yefeng.
Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun back to the bedroom, he raised his eyes, stared at her in a blur, hooked her neck, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and sucked it carefully.
Feng Aotian wanted to push him away, but he was afraid of hurting his wound, so he pulled the meteor in his arms and threw it on the soft couch.
Eunuch Cat walked in with the decoction and saw the scene of Xing Wuyun kissing Feng Aotian forcefully, he hurriedly stepped forward, put the tray on the table, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master, what's wrong with him?"
Feng Aotian left Xing Wuyun's lips, but he was addicted and leaned over reluctantly. She raised her hand and pushed his head away, "He is drunk and likes his relatives."
Eunuch Cat listened to Feng Aotian's words, thinking that he would not do it himself, he quickly stepped back like a ghost, looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, please put him on the dragon couch."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at Eunuch Cat's appearance, and couldn't help laughing. She knew that after he was drunk, he only treated her like this.
She hugged Xing Wuyun, walked forward slowly, and then put him on the dragon couch, but Xing Wuyun grabbed her sleeve and didn't let go, and whispered, "Don't let go, don't leave me."
Feng Aotian was sitting beside the dragon couch, looking at his face like a peach blossom, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, those peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, seductive, and he was wearing a goose-yellow brocade robe, which was half-open due to his impatient tearing. With one hand on his chest, he pulled her sleeve with the other, slowly approaching her.
Father Cat walked in with hot water, "Master, wake him up to the bar."
Eunuch Cat didn't forget to look at Xing Wuyun. He was a little dry at the moment and was licking his lips. Eunuch Cat quickly put down the golden basin and walked out of the inner hall.
Feng Aotian looked at Eunuch Cat's actions with amusement, and then wet the Jinpa, wring it dry, and wipe his face.
Xing Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her. He couldn't help but kiss her lips, put her on one side, caressed her waist restlessly with both hands, took advantage of the trend, untied her belt, and entangled her lips and teeth. He was caught by Feng Aotian when his hand reached into the placket, and then left his lips, "I'm getting more and more daring."
Xing Wuyun looked at her, now, her robes are falling down, her graceful figure is very graceful, more slender than ordinary men, he was stunned, then raised his hand, wrapped around her waist, and put his head on her On his lap, he said in a low voice, "Didn't this minister say so? We have to promise each other."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "You are drunk."
"I'm not drunk." Xing Wuyun rubbed her leg and whispered.
Feng Aotian pulled him up from his lap and looked at him, "Promise yourself, it's not the time."
The bottom of Xing Wuyun's eyes was dim. God knows how much courage he took to be so active. He originally thought of using the wine to give himself to her, but she...
He turned around sadly, lay on the dragon couch, turned his back to her, and didn't speak.
Feng Aotian went straight to the dragon couch, wrapped his arms around him from the back, leaned against his neck, and asked softly, "Didn't you always like women?"
"The emperor is an exception." Xing Wuyun sighed faintly, feeling the warmth from his back, and whispered.
"Don't worry, I promise you, Master will enjoy it." Feng Aotian turned his body over and looked at him, "Aren't you fully prepared yet?"
Xing Wuyun looked at her and lowered her eyes slightly, "I want the emperor..."
Feng Aotian pushed him back onto the dragon couch, bullied him up, lowered his head, kissed his lips, gently untied his brocade robe, took off his restraints, and the scent of osmanthus flowers filled his nose. , and the unique fragrance exuding from each other, this kiss is extremely lingering, making Xing Wuyun intoxicated.
Feng Aotian left his lips, looked at his blushing face, and said, "Do you like it?"
"It feels good." Xing Wuyun replied undeniably.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, stroked his ear temples, and said in a low voice, "Is it the truth?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun then turned over gently, lowered his head, and looked at her in his arms, "I really want to see the emperor's nakedness."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Okay, but not now."
Xing Wuyun listened to her words, stunned slightly, and then lay beside her, "It seems that in the emperor's heart, the minister is still an outsider."
Feng Aotian turned to his side and looked at him, "Can outsiders get on the dragon couch?"
Xing Wuyun closed his eyes and stopped looking at her. He had done this, but she still didn't want to tear the gauze between them.
Feng Aotian lightly touched his moist lips, "It's just that the time has not come, are you willing to wait for the Lord?"
"Okay, wait." Xing Wuyun opened his eyes, opened his mouth, put Feng Aotian's finger on his lips, and took a bite.
Feng Aotian hurriedly pulled out his fingers and looked at him, "You dare to bite Master?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows, "It's a big deal to let the emperor bite back."
As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and placed it on her lips.
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Dear friends, the first update is done, and there will be a second update later, hehe... Hug, huh!