Feng Aotian turned his eyes to the side, watching him come in a hurry, walking in the wind, and it seemed that he was very angry.
However, she was proud of the cheap price, "It came out so quickly? Do you still want my grandfather to kiss?"
Wei Zimo looked at her and wanted to hit her, but he stretched out his palm, but abruptly retracted it, he sat on the side angrily, his back turned to her, "You're sure I can't do anything to you. ,yes?"
Feng Aotian listened to the helplessness in his words, then raised his hand and grabbed his sleeve, he fell into her arms, she bullied her up, pressed him into her arms, lightly Caressing the blue silk on his chest, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you, how about it definitely relieve your anger?"
Wei Zimo looked at her, "You..."
Feng Aotian stared at him for a long time, and then said, "Breakhouse Flower Candle Night, don't you want to do something?"
Wei Zimo turned her head away from her, "What can two men do?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You really don't know?"
Wei Zimo bit her lip, "I won't do it."
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh again, "Don't worry, you won't be bored with your presence here."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wei Zimo raised his hand suddenly, pushed her away, and was about to get up.
Feng Aotian held his hand and approached his face, "Are you shy?"
Wei Zimo turned her eyes and was about to refute, but she saw the exposed sleeves and the teeth marks on her arms, and then said, "Aren't you afraid that I will bite you?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at the teeth marks on his arm, "Aren't you afraid that the Lord will throw you into the cesspool?"
When Wei Zimo remembered what happened this morning, he became furious, got up and swiped at her, "Didn't you want me to fight?"
Feng Aotian smiled when he saw him waving his hands over, then moved gently from the soft couch, and stood in the hall, Wei Zimo then moved lightly, his moves were fast and sharp, and he was threatening, while Feng Ao Tian still had a smile on his face, fighting with him and letting him vent.
In a matter of seconds, the two figures landed in the courtyard, then hung in mid-air, and in an instant, they landed on the eaves again, and then became entangled.
Xing Wuyun and Lan Jingshu were about to go back to the bedroom, when they looked up, they saw the two in mid-air, Xing Wuyun wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned to one side, looking very interesting, "Haha, it's really a good show. "
Lan Jingshu seemed to be infected by Xing Wuyun's free and easy temperament, but replied with a smile, "The third prince's temper is really not small."
Gu Yefeng looked up, looked sideways, and looked at Xing Wuyun, "The bedroom there is not your Wuyun Palace."
"It was the emperor's surprise for him." Xing Wuyun knew the movement of the next bedroom early in the morning, and naturally waited quietly to watch the show.
Gu Yefeng nodded and said, "Your Majesty is really attentive."
There was obviously more dissatisfaction and jealousy in that tone.
Yi Mu lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Are you jealous?"
"Who said that, how could I be jealous." Gu Yefeng snorted coldly and replied stubbornly.
Lan Jingshu is envious of this third prince. He has a proud face, a noble status, a good skill, and a capital that makes the emperor look down on him. Besides showing off his talents, what else does he have
Xing Wuyun looked at it very comfortably. After a while, he saw two figures flying towards them. Xing Wuyun secretly screamed, and turned around quickly, intending to escape, but saw a bright yellow just happened to fall in front of him, Immediately after, a bright red fell behind him.
Xing Wuyun smiled shyly, looking at Feng Aotian, "Hehe, Your Majesty, how's your exercise after dinner?"
Feng Aotian also learned from him that he just put his hands around his chest lazily and comfortably, and raised his eyebrows, "Well, but I'm a little tired, and the next sparring will be handed over to you."
Xing Wuyun quickly burst into tears, "Your Majesty, this minister is still injured, so it's not easy to get tired."
"Occasional activity will help strengthen your body." Feng Aotian said lightly.
Wei Zimo is in a fit of anger now, and he fought with Feng Aotian for a long time without taking advantage of it. Now, seeing Xing Wuyun, he has a tendency to add fuel to the fire.
Hearing the cold wind coming from behind, Xing Wuyun quickly turned around and looked at Wei Zimo, "Really?"
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "What do you think?"
After speaking, he flew towards him again, Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian who was watching a good show, then sighed, bit his head to meet him, and then approached Wei Zimo.
Feng Aotian watched a goose-yellow figure and a bright red figure flying out, she turned her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let's go, let's have a few drinks with you."
Lan Jingshu replied warmly, "Yes."
"I'm a little tired, so retire first." Gu Yefeng replied coldly, then turned the wheelchair and left on his own.
Feng Aotian stood in front of him, leaning against the wheelchair with one hand and hooking his chin with the other, looking at him condescendingly, "Not a small temper."
Gu Yefeng imitated Wei Zimo and snorted coldly, "I dare not."
Feng Aotian raised his hand, put Gu Yefeng on his shoulder, raised his eyes, looked at Yi Mu and Lan Jingshu, "Go to the Emperor's Bedroom and wait for the Lord."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu lowered his head and replied when he saw Feng Aotian's cold eyes.
Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at the figure of Feng Aotian leaving with Gu Yefeng in a flash. He turned his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "I'm not feeling well, so I won't go."
"Okay." Lan Jingshu knew that Yi Mu was getting weaker and weaker these days, but he was holding on.
He then stepped forward, pushed Gu Yefeng's wheelchair, and returned to the Emperor's Bedroom.
And Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo were still fighting each other in the night, and they didn't mean to stop.
Gu Yefeng was really not used to being carried by Feng Aotian like this, so he whispered, "Your Majesty, let the minister down."
Feng Aotian raised his hand, patted his butt, and said solemnly, "Be quiet for your lord."
"What is the emperor doing?" Gu Yefeng leaned on her firm back, obviously a little uncomfortable.
Feng Aotian continued, "You will know when you go."
After a while, Feng Aotian carried him into the side courtyard, Eunuch Jiu raised his eyes and saw Gu Yefeng on Feng Aotian's back, he knew why she came, and then stepped forward, "Master, this old slave has already found out. The source of this poison."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then put Gu Yefeng on the soft couch and looked at Eunuch Jiu, "Show him again."
"Yes." Duke Jiu replied with his head lowered, then he took out the silver needle and sat on the side. The silver needle was stuck on the acupoints of Gu Yefeng's legs.
After a while, Gu Yefeng felt a burning pain in his legs. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, frowning tightly.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, took out the silk handkerchief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "Does it hurt?"
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded, "It hurts more than last time."
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and saw that Eunuch Jiu was only looking down, but did not mean to pull the needle. She looked at Gu Yefeng's forehead with cold sweat, her face turned pale, and then she felt a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of black blood spit out.
Feng Aotian hurriedly sat beside him, let her lean on his shoulder, looked sideways, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, raised his eyes, looked at Eunuch Jiu, "How's it?"
"The poisoning is too deep. If it is delayed for another three years or two years, I am afraid that it will invade the heart, and the poison will kill you." The wine man pulled out the silver needle, only to see that the silver needle had turned black.
"Is there an antidote?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, who was weak and powerless, thinking about who was so vicious and gave him such a heavy poison.
Eunuch Jiu sighed, "Now we can only find a way of restraint. If we want to completely eradicate it, we must find an antidote."
"What poison did he have?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.
"He should know." Mr. Jiu said, pointing to the meteor who was probing his brain outside the door.
Feng Aotian turned her eyes and saw Meteor hiding by the door peeking, her eyes sank slightly, "Come in."
"Yes." Meteor walked in quickly and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, look at Meteor."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and saw that Meteor took the silver needle in Father Jiu's hand, and then took the handkerchief in her hand stained with blood on the corner of Gu Yefeng's mouth, sniffed lightly, looked at it for a long time, and his eyes flashed. With a hint of surprise, he looked at her, "Holy Lord, this poison originated thousands of years ago and is now extinct."
"A thousand years ago?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Feng Yinqi's thousand-year-old intoxication has not yet found a way, why did Gu Yefeng get poisoned from a thousand years ago for no reason?"
"Actually, this is a kind of gu poison, the poison that has been brought down by the thousand-year-old gu poison." Meteor thought about the fact that no one has used this method in today's world. Who is it
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Do you know the solution?"
"Meteor doesn't know, but Meteor thinks, Mu Hanjin should know. If he doesn't know, Little White Snake will know." Meteor replied in a low voice.
A coldness flashed across Feng Aotian's eyes, "Well, Lord, go and ask him personally."
Gu Yefeng did not expect that the poison in his place would be so strange. Thousands of years ago, he was a little puzzled, what did he provoke
Feng Aotian hugged him and looked at Eunuch Jiu, "First prepare the medicinal pill to suppress him."
"Old slave is ready." The wine father immediately took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Feng Aotian, "Take three capsules three times a day, and only use the dew in the morning."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, then left the courtyard with Gu Yefeng in his arms.
Meteor looked at Eunuch Jiu, then slid down his legs and into his arms, hooked his neck, and looked at him, "How do you know everything?"
Eunuch Jiu looked at him, "There are also people who Sa's family doesn't know about."
Meteor nodded and looked at him, "Have you ever been drunk here?"
Eunuch Jiu looked at the little ghost in front of him and got close to him, it turned out to be to beg him for a drink, so he let him hold it, walked out of the courtyard, took out a jar of wine from a corner, "suitable for you. ."
Meteor quickly took the wine jar with one hand, then jumped lightly, and landed on the ground. Looking at the wine father-in-law, he raised a brilliant smile, "Thank you."
Then he turned around and left.
Eunuch Jiu looked at the figure of Meteor leaving, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, then turned around and went back to the house.
Feng Aotian hugged Gu Yefeng and remained silent all the way. She felt that this matter was really not simple.
When he returned to the Emperor's Bedroom Palace, Eunuch Cat had already prepared the food and drink. Seeing Feng Aotian's gloomy face, he hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, are things not going well?"
Feng Aotian put Gu Yefeng on the wheelchair carefully, "Jing Shu, send him back, another day, Master will make up for it."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu lowered his head to answer, and pushed Gu Yefeng away.
Meteor walked in happily holding a jar of wine, and saw that everyone was gone, then stepped forward and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, are you going to the Wind Clan?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, looking at Eunuch Cat, "Go back when you go."
"Yeah." Eunuch Cat nodded, he knew that it would make the master unhappy, and it seemed that the poison Gu Yefeng was poisoned was no trivial matter.
Baby Meteor seemed to shove it into Eunuch Cat's arms. Seeing that Feng Aotian had already flew away, he did not forget to instruct him, "Don't drink it secretly."
After saying that, he flew away and followed Feng Aotian.
Eunuch Cat lowered his eyes, looked at the wine in his arms, laughed softly, then turned around and entered the palace of the emperor.
Lan Jingshu pushed Gu Yefeng forward and saw that Gu Yefeng closed his eyes, obviously very tired, he asked in a low voice, "What did you find out?"
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng didn't expect that he was poisoned to cause him to become disabled. He was really puzzled, who would do this
Seeing that he was not happy, Lan Jingshu asked, "Can't you figure it out?"
"Probably." Gu Yefeng replied gloomily.
Lan Jingshu knows Gu Yefeng's temperament, he has always been straightforward, but when he encounters such a thing, especially when it is related to his legs, he will become unusually silent, and it is difficult to see it.
Without saying a word, he pushed Gu Yefeng to the Meixiang Palace. He heard the sound of fighting coming in the sun. He raised his eyes and looked not far away. Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo were fighting fiercely. He couldn't help shaking his head. The two of them were the most carefree in the palace.
Feng Aotian fell directly into the Wind Clan, and when he walked into the house, he saw that Mu Hanjin had just finished his dinner, and his complexion was much better. Seeing Feng Aotian entering, his eyebrows and eyes only had a bit of brilliance.
Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat beside him, looked at him, "Is your body better?"
"It's much better than a few days ago." Mu Hanjin replied warmly, but he could sense that Feng Aotian was in a bad mood.
Feng Aotian didn't beat around the bush, then looked at Meteor, "Tell me."
"Oh." Meteor stepped forward quickly, stood beside the bed, looked at Mu Hanjin, "Do you know what happened a thousand years ago?"
"It's all in the Wind Clan Bookstore." Mu Hanjin then replied.
"Do you know that thousands of years ago, the Demon King descended from the sky, and he was best at Gu arts?" Meteor looked at Mu Hanjin and asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin nodded, "However, he died later, and the Gu technique disappeared with him. There is no detailed explanation of this Gu technique in the historical records of the Wind Clan."
"It seems that you can't get the answer here either. Everything can only wait for the little white snake." Meteor sighed and looked at Feng Aotian in disappointment.
Listening to Meteor's sigh, Mu Hanjin turned to look at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, what happened?"
"Gu Yefeng's legs are disabled. It's not a congenital stubborn disease, but poisoning. The poison is the magic trick of the Demon King a thousand years ago." Feng Aotian naturally captured the key point in Meteor's words. You know, when she first came to this world, she knew the world like the palm of her hand.
"What?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help but be a little surprised. "This demon king has been dead for thousands of years. This Gu technique has long been lost. Now it will appear. Why do you want to kill Gu Yefeng? This is really strange."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Could it be that Master found out in time, I'm afraid Gu Yefeng won't be able to last for three years at most."
"The Demon King and Wang Zun both fell in love with the Holy Master of the Holy Clan, but unfortunately, the Holy Master wanted to become an immortal, and he eventually lost Wang Zun and the Demon King. The Demon King died at the hands of the Holy Master, and the Gu The Gu technique also disappeared, and there are very few records about the Gu technique, only we know that this Gu technique is related to the Holy Master of the Saint Clan." Mu Hanjin said roughly.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "It has something to do with the Holy Master back then?"
Meteor blinked his eyes, thinking about the Holy Master of the Holy Race a thousand years ago? However, a thousand years ago, the Saint Clan almost suffered the disaster of annihilation. It was the Holy Master at that time who worked hard to save the Saint Clan at the cost of his own annihilation.
When Feng Aotian came back from the Holy Pond, she has never been there again. Now, since there is a clue about the matter, she wants to go back to the Holy Clan.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, then at Meteor, and then asked, "Why did you call the emperor the Holy Master?"
Meteor blinked and looked at him, "I like it, it's different."
Mu Hanjin listened to Meteor's words, but felt that the words revealed doubts, he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, the saints are in Feihe Country, and Feihe Country has now become the land of Fengqi Country. , when you went to Feihe Country last time, did you meet the Holy Master of the Holy Clan?"
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at Mu Hanjin, and took him into his arms, "Master will handle this matter, you just need to feel at ease and take care of yourself."
Mu Hanjin knew that he didn't have the strength to share her worries now, but he wanted to do his best, and seeing that she seemed to have an idea and a plan, he replied in a low voice, "I understand. "
Feng Aotian caressed his cheek lightly, "Your body is more important than anything else. After you're healed, I'm afraid there will be a lot of things that you will be asked to do."
Mu Hanjin smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Feng Aotian let him lean on his arms, thinking about what he said just now, did he guess something
Mu Hanjin had never doubted Feng Aotian's identity as a man, and this idea was deeply ingrained. After all, since he knew of her existence, she was a man, and he was just thinking about it. Since she has been to Feihe Country, she is naturally someone who has seen the Saint Clan.
Seeing that Mu Hanjin didn't notice, Meteor quickly turned around and heaved a deep sigh of relief. Then, he turned his head and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Hey, I'll go out and see the little white snake first."
Feng Aotian nodded, "Go, but don't move."
"Yes." Meteor nodded and left quickly, for fear that it would be too late and Mu Hanjin would discover something.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and took off Mu Hanjin's clothes. Seeing that the abscesses on his body had melted away and scarred, he thought that these scars should heal before the second death.
She caressed the wound on his body and whispered, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mu Hanjin shook his head, raised his hand, and held her hand in his own. He now has the strength to hold her hand.
Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his neck lightly, sniffed the faint fragrance on his body, and caressed the wound on his body with both hands.
Mu Hanjin closed his eyes slightly, feeling the tenderness she brought to him, and his eyes were full of smiles.
Feng Aotian gave him the medicine again and whispered in his ear, "Just hold on."
Mu Hanjin nodded, at this time, he had already reached the last moment of his first death, how could he give up? It's just that this second death made him even more sad.
Feng Aotian looked at the sadness in his eyes and continued, "Master will come to accompany you every day these days."
Mu Hanjin replied softly, "With the emperor here, this minister can hold out."
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, "After you recover, you will stay by your side and not be allowed to leave."
"Okay." Mu Hanjin nodded and replied, even if he couldn't hug her like this, he would not leave.
Meteor stood in front of the golden scroll, looking at the little white snake inside the golden scroll, with both hands on the table, his dark eyes glowing with light, staring at the little white snake inside, "Little white snake, how are you feeling these days? "
The little white snake still lay quietly in the golden scroll without any response.
Meteor continued, "I really miss you these days when you're not here. Without you by my side, the days are really hard."
Seeing that the little white snake still didn't respond, he began to talk to himself, explaining the things that had happened in the past few days.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, the third prince is here today, won't you accompany him?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "He is now fighting with Xing Wuyun, so he has no time to talk to him."
"Where's Brother Leng?" Mu Hanjin couldn't help asking.
"He will go back to Qicheng tomorrow. Tonight, the Lord asked him to go back to the Leng Mansion to accompany Mrs. Leng." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin and continued, "After you recover, you should also go back to the manor. Go up and have a look."
"Well, I'm going to have a look." Mu Hanjin nodded, "How are you doing now, eldest brother?"
"Last time, Ling Shuangxue was almost tricked, and she almost couldn't save her." Feng Aotian continued, thinking of Ling Shuangxue, her eyes sank, "This woman is hidden very deeply, and now she is silent."
Mu Hanjin knew that now, she was facing a lot of problems, but she still took time to accompany him every day. Such her made him feel distressed and love her more and more.
Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "What are you thinking about?"
"The minister is thinking that the emperor must be very busy these days." Mu Hanjin whispered, "But the minister did nothing."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "If you have something to do in the future, don't be in a hurry."
Mu Hanjin nodded and said, "Your Majesty, there are more and more people around you who can use it now, but the situation in other countries is not optimistic."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "What did you see?"
"Well." Mu Hanjin continued, "I just got the news that Caiyun Erguo is now allied with Bei Liguo, secretly planning to attack Fengqi Kingdom."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Master also got the news about this matter. I want to see how capable the Queen of Bei Liguo really is."
Mu Hanjin couldn't help but get worried. Regarding the trust queen of Bei Liguo, Xia Luoyan, he sent someone to investigate, but he couldn't find any good news. This person's whereabouts were too mysterious, and his mind was even more elusive.
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