Feng Aotian looked at him, opened his mouth, and bit his finger.
Xing Wuyun did not draw his hand, but looked at her with a smile.
Feng Aotian let go, held his finger in his hand, looked at the row of teeth marks on it, couldn't help laughing, raised his hand, took off his outer robe, and only let him wear his underwear and covered him with brocade Was, "Take a rest."
Xing Wuyun nodded and slowly closed his eyes. With her by his side, he felt unprecedented peace of mind.
Feng Aotian lay on his side beside him, staring at him quietly until he saw him sleeping soundly, put a light kiss on the corner of his lips, slowly got up, and walked out of the inner hall.
Father Cat stood on one side and handed the soup to her, "Master, drink it while it's hot."
Feng Aotian took the decoction and took a sip. After all, he was used to such bitterness in the past few days. With candied fruit in his mouth, he turned his eyes and looked at Meteor holding one leg of the low table, drooling from the corner of his mouth, and he was already in a deep sleep. go.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a funny look, raised his eyes, looked at Eunuch Cat, "Master, go out."
"Okay." Eunuch Cat replied with a smile.
Feng Aotian stepped up and left the emperor's bedroom. Eunuch Cat stared at the figure she left and stood there for a long time.
Feng Aotian walked to Jinxuan Palace on his own, Lan Jingshu just after taking a bath, because of drinking, but not a bit sleepy, he was lying on the side of the window, letting the cold wind blow on his cheeks, he raised his head slightly , closed his eyes and felt the biting cold wind.
He put his hands around his chest and hugged himself tightly. Suddenly, he was pulled into a warm embrace. He opened his eyes suddenly, and met the eyes wrapped in his heart. He was excited for a moment.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Beware of the wind chill."
Lan Jingshu's face was slightly drunk, his eyes had a faint blurred color, his voice was a little low and hoarse, and he called out tremblingly, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian stroked his back lightly, and could feel his shaking at the moment, she raised her hand, the window fell, blocking out the cold wind, she sat on the soft couch and let him lean against her arms, she lowered her head, looked at Looking at him, "Afraid that you will be left out in the cold?"
Lan Jingshu shook his head and wanted to say something, but he still didn't know where to start.
Feng Aotian lifted his chin, lowered his head, and kissed his lips, his fingers slid across his cold skin with a hint of coolness, but a touch of warmth.
Lan Jingshu closed his eyes and greeted her soft kiss. This long-lost feeling made him unbearably excited. He put his hands around her neck and leaned his body completely against her arms. Only then did he realize that he really cared about her.
Feng Aotian knew that he had always been so unrepentant and had no regrets. Even if there was any sadness and pain, he would never show it, but just bear it silently.
She sniffed the unique fragrance on his body, took his hand and got off the soft couch, walked to the couch, he leaned against her arms, the two embraced each other, he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, these few Are you working hard?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Have you missed Master?"
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded, not thinking about it, but thinking about it very much, sometimes it hurts to think about it.
Feng Aotian lifted his chin and looked at him, "Just thinking about it?"
Lan Jingshu withdrew his gaze, a shyness flashed in his eyes, and leaned quietly in her arms.
Feng Aotian knew that his temperament was like this, even if a fire ignited in his heart, he would not say the words of Passover etiquette.
She knew that she had indeed neglected him in the past few days since she came back, "Master watched you rest."
Lan Jingshu leaned in her arms and slowly closed his eyes. At this time, his heart was warm. This night, he seemed to have a long and beautiful dream, and the self in the dream actually had a relationship with the emperor. offspring
Seeing him sleeping, Feng Aotian got off the bed carefully, left Jinxuan Palace, and hurried to Meixiang Palace. Feng Aotian felt that sometimes it's not a good thing to have too many beautiful men. This night, it was so frustrating.
However, she felt it was worth it. She walked into Gu Yefeng's house and saw that he had not rested, but was taking a bath...
Feng Aotian stepped up, and after entering the screen, Gu Yefeng had a headache because of being drunk.
She looked at him like this, then stepped forward, walked behind him, raised her hand, covered his temple, and rubbed lightly.
Gu Yefeng was startled, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, and met her cold phoenix eyes, he was silent for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of the fingertips.
Feng Aotian bowed her head and took advantage of the opportunity to see the beautiful scenery in the bathtub. The corner of her mouth twitched, "Well, she's in good shape."
Gu Yefeng listened to Feng Aotian's words, raised his hand quickly, blocked the front of him, and cursed in a low voice, "Rogue!"
"Master is a hooligan, so you still don't like the hooligan." Feng Aotian leaned over and sprayed heat in his ears.
This caused Gu Yefeng to shudder for a while, so he hurriedly avoided and looked at her sideways, "Your Majesty, in the middle of the night, why don't you accompany the handsome and handsome Young Master Xing, what are you doing here?"
Feng Aotian looked at him and clicked his tongue twice, "It seems that the jealousy is not too small."
"I dare not." Gu Yefeng replied directly, "I will not send it to the emperor if I have any inconvenience."
Feng Aotian looked at him twisting his body, and seemed to be angry, she laughed lowly, leaned on the side of the screen, and said, "Since there are people who don't welcome the Lord, then the Lord will leave."
With that said, he turned around and walked out.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and saw that Feng Aotian had already left. He leaned against the tub, slapped the water, and said in a low voice, "Since ancient times, emperors have all been fortunate.
"What did you say, Lord?" A cold voice sounded, and he saw Feng Aotian go and return.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why is the emperor still here?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "If you let your grandfather go, then your grandfather will leave, what's your face?"
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly again, "It's really cunning."
Feng Aotian couldn't help sighing softly, "Master is really unique in your heart, not a rogue, a lucky person, or even a cunning person?"
Gu Yefeng raised his head, "It's more than that, he's still an apprentice who loves the new and hates the old, and is always merciful."
Feng Aotian listened to Gu Yefeng's complaint, how could it sound like the complaining words of a resentful woman in her boudoir, she laughed again, "When did you become so resentful?"
Gu Yefeng was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize what he said just now, he snorted awkwardly, lowered his head, covered his chest, and looked at her, "Your Majesty, please go out first, this minister is still bathing."
Feng Aotian then stepped forward, "What's so shy? Haven't seen any part of your body."
As she said that, she stepped forward unhurriedly, and by the way, she fished Gu Yefeng out of the tub, hugged him naked in her arms, walked out of the screen, and tugged the uniform on her side, covering it over his body, walked to the bed.
Gu Yefeng was taken aback by Feng Aotian's actions, and he was not used to it. When he was put on the bed, he quickly pulled up the quilt and covered himself with a shy face, "Your Majesty, you Turn around, I want to get dressed."
Feng Aotian then lay down next to him, looking at him, "Anyway, I'll have to... I might as well not wear it."
Her words were very frivolous, and Gu Yefeng's face flushed even more when he heard it, and he quickly turned his head away from looking at her.
Seeing that he was really shy, Feng Aotian laughed loudly, then raised his hand and pulled the quilt, and he let her look at him without an inch.
He looked at her, "Is Chen ugly?"
He remembered his own legs, because they haven't walked for many years, they looked ugly compared to ordinary people's legs.
Feng Aotian took the normal clothes beside him, put them on for him personally, lowered his head and stroked his legs, Gu Yefeng shook his head, "Your Majesty, it's ugly."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Can you feel your legs?"
"No." Gu Yefeng shook his head, grasped the quilt tightly, and closed his eyes.
Feng Aotian looked at his legs, the meridians were intact, not born, so it was man-made, it should be a sign of poisoning, so who is it
Thinking that he is only three years old, but for more than ten years, he has been accompanied by a wheelchair, how inferior should he feel in his heart
Her palm was condensed with inner strength, and her fingertips slid across his knee. Gu Yefeng suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his right leg, and couldn't help crying out, "Ah... it hurts..."
Feng Aotian's eyes flashed, "It hurts?"
"Well, it hurts." Gu Yefeng opened his eyes and looked at his legs. He couldn't believe it. These legs, no matter how tortured he was over the years, he would never be conscious, but today, he really Really feel the pain.
Feng Aotian then entered the inner force again, the heart-piercing pain extended to his limbs, his face suddenly turned blue, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Feng Aotian quickly put away his palms and looked at him, "Look at me."
Gu Yefeng raised his hand and held hers, "I have never felt such pain before."
Feng Aotian took out the jinpa, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and then put it away. The blood on it was dark black, and it must be poisonous. She wanted to show it to the wine man.
Gu Yefeng looked at her, "Your Majesty, the legs of this minister..."
"Poisoned." Feng Aotian looked at him and answered truthfully.
"Poisoning?" Gu Yefeng couldn't believe it, "Isn't it a natural disease?"
Feng Aotian is about to head, "It is indeed poisoning, but this kind of poison is not easy to detect. The general imperial doctor can only find the mark, but can't find the root."
Gu Yefeng apparently heard for the first time that his legs were not born with disabilities, but poisoned. He looked at her, "Is there a solution?"
Feng Aotian lay on his side, took him into his arms, caressed his back lightly, soothing his emotions at the moment, "I don't know yet."
Gu Yefeng leaned against her arms and felt at ease. He couldn't help raising his hands and wrapping them around her waist, "Your Majesty, if your ministers are accompanied by a wheelchair all their lives, will the Emperor dislike them?"
Feng Aotian lowered his head and stroked his handsome face lightly. Those clear eyes reflected her face, and she could see the hope and worry in his eyes.
She didn't answer, she just told him with her actions, bowed her head, kissed his lips, and bit gently, the regular clothes she just put on have now been removed.
Gu Yefeng closed his eyes and felt her tenderness. He seemed to be floating in the boundless warm sun. He knew that he had been trapped in it and could not extricate himself.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master never knew, you still think wildly."
Gu Yefeng leaned in her arms, "The people around the emperor are all outstanding, handsome and splendid, but the ministers are too insignificant."
Feng Aotian raised his chin, "In my heart, you are an independent, special existence, that's enough."
Gu Yefeng laughed softly, "Why did the minister fall into the hands of the emperor?"
Feng Aotian listened to the helplessness in his words, and there was a touch of warmth, she curled her lips and smiled, "It's destined."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed louder, "I am very fortunate."
Feng Aotian put his arms around him, "Go to sleep, you have tossed around all night."
Gu Yefeng nodded slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian also slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
Eunuch Cat waited all night, Feng Aotian didn't come back, he sighed faintly, brought in the prepared soup, and saw Hunfei falling.
"What's wrong?" Eunuch Cat asked sharply, looking at the soul.
"Leng Peihan found it." Soul looked at Eunuch Cat and continued.
Eunuch Cat looked at Soul's expression, and it seemed that it was not good, "Alive or dead?"
"Alive." Soul replied truthfully.
"I'll bring it here when I'm alive." Eunuch Cat replied casually, but he felt that Soul's expression was strange, and then asked, "Is something wrong with her?"
"Yeah." Soul nodded, "Last night, someone went to steal the baby girl, and the subordinates took someone to chase after him. As a result, the person who found the baby girl was Leng Peihan."
Eunuch Cat exclaimed, "What? How could it be her? With her three-legged cat skills, she still needs Sajia to do it herself."
Hun also felt incredible, thinking about how Leng Peihan's martial arts would advance by leaps and bounds, and, as if carrying an evil spirit, he looked at Eunuch Cat and said, "It is indeed her, but her martial arts are very strong."
Father Cat sneered, "Could it be that this Leng Peihan has taken some kind of panacea? Besides, what did she do by stealing the baby girl?"
"This... This subordinate fought against her last night and felt that her martial arts were very cruel. However, she was able to escape later, so the subordinate snatched the baby girl back." Soul continued.
"It really surprised the family a lot." Eunuch Mao took out the silk handkerchief and said, covering the corners of his mouth.
Xing Wuyun was woken up by Eunuch Cat, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that there was nothing beside him. Thinking about it, she didn't stay here last night. His eyes flashed with a sneer, then he got up and walked out, holding his aching forehead. .
Eunuch Cat looked at Xing Wuyun, took a few steps back quickly, and then asked, "Are you sober?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded.
The father-in-law cat patted his chest in false alarm, and then brought him the hangover soup on one side, "Drink this."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Eunuch Cat, thinking that he was a little strange, then took the hangover soup, drank it, and looked at him, "Where's the emperor?"
"It should be at Gu Yefeng's place." Eunuch Mao said lightly, looking at the soul beside him, "She didn't succeed last night, and she will definitely act tonight."
"Subordinates feel the same way." Soul then replied.
Feng Aotian pushed Gu Yefeng to the emperor's bedroom, and saw the soul and the cat father-in-law, "What's wrong?"
Eunuch Cat stepped forward, looked at Feng Aotian, and said quickly, "Master, do you know who stole the baby girl?"
Feng Aotian looked at Eunuch Cat with a surprised look on his face, thinking that this person must be the most impossible person, and that he was someone they knew well, and then said, "Leng Peihan?"
"Master, you are too smart." Eunuch Cat clapped his hands, exclaimed, and continued, "Leng Peihan's martial arts have increased so much that he even lost his soul."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the soul, "Do you really see that it is her?"
"My subordinates have fought against her. Her martial arts are very cruel. She is indeed Leng Peihan." Soul replied truthfully.
"How could she suddenly increase in martial arts?" Feng Aotian asked a little puzzled.
Xing Wuyun on the side then stepped forward, raised his hand, took Feng Aotian into his arms, and looked down at her, as if to express her dissatisfaction that she had left her alone in the empty room again yesterday.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, thinking about when he cared so much, and let him hug him.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian and Xing Wuyun's eyes meeting, then lowered his eyes, no longer thinking.
"I feel that I can ask Meteor about this matter." Xing Wuyun looked at Meteor who was sleeping soundly on the soft couch at the moment, then turned to look at Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian nodded, then stepped forward and picked up Meteor from the soft couch, "Meteor, wake up."
Meteor was carried by Feng Aotian in the air, his feet were in the air, it was really uncomfortable, the saliva at the corner of his mouth was not dry, he couldn't help sucking, raised his hand, rubbed his sullen eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, Some pouted with dissatisfaction, "Holy Lord, Meteor hasn't had enough sleep yet."
"Go to sleep after answering the question." Feng Aotian looked at his pitiful appearance and knew that he had not woken up yet, disturbing people's dreams, which was indeed not good, but the situation was urgent now.
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, Feng Aotian released him, and he fell on the soft couch, holding his head.
Feng Aotian then sat next to him, "You said, a person's martial arts suddenly increased greatly, and he also stole a baby girl, for what?"
Meteor struggled to open his eyes that were glued together. After trying several times, he finally failed. He simply closed his eyes and a childish voice sounded, "Does the Holy Master still remember the Spiritual Race of the Rain Country?"
"Well, of course I know that you were also injured by the Spirit Clan." Feng Aotian nodded and said, she will not give up on this matter, and in the future, she will definitely get it back a hundredfold.
Meteor went on to say, "A thousand years ago, there was a civil strife in the Spiritual Race, which is similar to the 'Innocence Gate' back then. If there is righteousness, there will be gratitude. The Spiritual Race back then also experienced unprecedented changes. The righteousness of the clan, and a thousand years ago, there was an evil spirit derived from it, and it was specially cultivated by sucking the essence of the baby girl, and later, it was destroyed by the righteousness of the spirit clan."
"What do you mean, it's the people of the Spirit Race who are sucking the baby girl now?" Feng Aotian thought about how the people of the Spirit Race would go to Fengqi Country to do something wrong, isn't it in the Rain Country
"It's the evil spirit of the Spirit Race." After Meteor said, he fell asleep.
Feng Aotian looked at Meteor and pondered, if she was an evil person, why would she have something to do with Leng Peihan? She couldn't be a member of the Spiritual Race.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at the soul, "Tell me about Leng Peihan's daily whereabouts these days."
Soul bowed his head, and soon took out a booklet and handed it to Feng Aotian.
Feng Aotian looked at the booklet in front of him. It recorded in detail who Leng Peihan was in contact with and what he did every day. There was nothing unusual about it.
When she saw that five days ago, she had been to the West Palace side courtyard. She raised her eyes and looked at the soul, "What are Lu Yunxiu and the nine princesses of Yuguo doing these days?"
Soul then handed her the other two booklets, she opened the booklet, looked at it, but had no intention, then got up and looked at Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu who had just entered the emperor's bedroom, "Tell me, What unusual behavior has Leng Peihan been doing these past few days?"
"I don't like to laugh, I don't like to talk. After I came out of the Supreme Court, I left in a hurry and didn't communicate with anyone." Gu Yefeng said first.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, "What else?"
"She is indeed a bit abnormal. In the past, she was the most lively in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but these days, she just sits in front of her own koan, handles her own affairs, and rarely chats with people." Lan Jingshu immediately Express your doubts.
"I see that she has been to the backyard of the Supreme Court several times." Yi Mu said quickly.
Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, then got up, "Go to the Metropolitan Court."
"Master, drink the decoction first." Eunuch Cat hurriedly handed the decoction to her.
Feng Aotian took the soup bowl, drank it in one gulp, and then walked away, "You don't have to worry, just do it as usual."
"Yes." The three Lan Jingshu nodded in response.
Eunuch Cat had already left the palace with Feng Aotian.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng with interest. Seeing that the two of them looked very good, thinking about last night, Feng Aotian was really busy. He went to three places in one night. Embrace it.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "What's wrong?"
"Did you sleep well last night?" Xing Wuyun asked with a smile.
"Very good." Lan Jingshu remembered the tenderness last night, and there was a faint smile between his brows and eyes.
"It's fine." Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed slightly, looking at Gu Yefeng, "What about Brother Gu?"
"Very good." Gu Yefeng lowered his eyes and replied with a smile.
Xing Wuyun looked at the two with a half-smile, then turned around and walked into the inner hall to wash.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were naturally tacit, watching Xing Wuyun turn and leave, they raised their eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Let's go out of the palace too."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu replied, and the three slowly walked towards the palace gate.
After Xing Wuyun took a shower, he instructed Hou Zaixi outside the hall to prepare breakfast.
Mr. Jiu was busy making wine early in the morning. When he saw Xing Wuyun came on time, he just said lightly, "Go and get busy."
"Yes, Master." Xing Wuyun nodded, he suddenly remembered those days in the palace, he was very relaxed, although he brushed the wine jar, but he didn't have any distracting thoughts.
He rolled up his sleeves, sat on the stone bench on one side, bent over, and started washing with ease.
When Meteor woke up, it was already noon. He rubbed his eyes and saw that there was no one in the bedroom. He got off the soft couch, stretched, and felt himself washing himself, and then walked out refreshed. , Then I remembered that the Holy Master had asked him a question when he was half asleep.
He raised his eyes and looked at Sixi, "Where's Father Cat?"
"I've gone to the Metropolitan Court." Sixi replied with her head bowed.
"Oh." Meteor nodded, rubbing his stomach, "I'm hungry."
Seeing that Meteor looked at him pitifully, Sixi quickly replied softly, "This servant will prepare lunch for you."
"Okay." Meteor replied with a wide-eyed smile, then turned around, looking at the candied fruit on the table, he quickly squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth with a satisfied face.
Xing Wuyun brushed the wine jar for an afternoon, and dragged his tired body in. When he saw that there were only meteors left in the palace, he sat next to him and squeezed a piece of candied fruit into his mouth. Sweet, "Who did it?"
"President Cat's exclusive secret system." Meteor replied triumphantly.
Xing Wuyun nodded and was about to squeeze another piece. Meteor took the plate in his arms and looked at him, "Eating a piece for you is enough to give you face."
Xing Wuyun looked at him like this, as if he would eat another piece, he would fight with himself, shaking his head helplessly, "Do you still remember what you said in the morning?"
"Yeah." Meteor Baby looked at the candied fruit in his arms, then squeezed a piece, put it in his mouth, and nodded.
"Then you know, who is the evil spirit of the Spirit Race?" Xing Wuyun looked at him and asked.
"I don't know, I know, the evil people have already been destroyed, and now they suddenly appear, it's really puzzling." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, and then said, "I'm afraid I'm going to the Spirit Clan for this matter."
"Then how can we destroy the evil people?" Xing Wuyun asked again.
"If it is really a person with evil spirits from the Spiritual Race, then the baby girl who has been lost in the past few days may have been sucked out of his essence by him, and his Spiritual Power has greatly increased. "Meteor replied one by one.
"What about now?" Xing Wuyun always felt that there must be something involved.
"Now, I haven't seen or sensed his existence. Naturally, I don't know what his situation is, but the Spirit Clan's righteousness should be able to sense it." Meteor then replied, "Last time, I went to the Spirit Clan, Offending the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, besides, Yu Country is far away from Fengqi Country, and it will take five days to go back and forth at the fastest, and when I ask back, that evil person will be even more difficult to deal with."
"It seems that this matter is very tricky." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "How do you know about Wuxiemen?"
Meteor looked at him, "Are you the head of the Innocence Sect?"
Xing Wuyun was noncommittal, "It seems that you are really a little devil."
"Hmph, I still know a lot." Meteor raised his eyebrows proudly and looked at Xing Wuyun, "It's just that since you are the head of Wuxie Sect, why are you being controlled by others?"
"Don't you know everything?" Xing Wuyun held his chin with one hand, played with the teacup with the other, and looked at him.
"I only know the superficial, as for the deep, I'm not a god, how can I know everything." Meteor looked at Xing Wuyun, said lightly, and couldn't help but be curious, "Your background is really complicated, and it is Feng Qiguo Xing. The son of Xiang, the third prince of Le Qiguo, and the head of the Wuxie Sect, but you are being constrained by others, which is really puzzling. So, what are your thoughts about the Holy Master, true or false? I know , the Lord may not know, no matter how deeply you hide, why the Lord doesn't ask, presumably he doesn't want you to recall the past, it's too painful."
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