Feng Aotian reclined on the soft couch, poured a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. When she saw him come out, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered, "Come here."
Wei Zimo looked at her, "Why did you come?"
Feng Aotian listened to his words, and replied indifferently, "If you don't come, I will go over."
Wei Zimo just glanced at her lightly, turned around, and walked towards the bed.
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, put down the teacup, flew down beside him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and twirled lightly. his lips.
Wei Zimo opened his eyes, looked at her, then raised his hand, pushed her away, and sat up, "I'm tired, go back."
Feng Aotian tilted his head, leaned on his shoulder, raised his hand, put his green silk in the palm of his hand, dried it with internal force, tugged a strand, and wrapped it in his hand, "You are giving an order to evict a guest. ?"
"Anyway, you'll be leaving in a few days, so you might as well be more straightforward." Wei Zimo pulled her own blue silk from her fingers, then got on the bed, lying on one side with her back to her.
Feng Aotian lay down by his side, his fingertips slid across his back through the fabric, slowly descending, Wei Zimo was startled suddenly, then turned around and glared at her, "Don't touch me. "
Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation, pressed him in his arms, lowered his head and looked at him, "What if you moved?"
Wei Zimo suddenly raised her knees and attacked Aotian, but at this moment, her hand was on the way...
"Ah... You..." Wei Zimo was suddenly shocked, the place that had never been touched was now held by her hand, his face flushed red, and he stared at her through gritted teeth.
Feng Aotian moved his fingers for a while, then lowered his head, lifted the hem of his veil, kissed his lips, and clasped his other hand tightly with his fingers.
Wei Zimo's eyes widened, but he had never been treated like this before. The double stimulation on his body made him almost collapse. He panted heavily, looking at the culprit who was doing his willful actions on him, and wished he could kick her. go down.
Feng Aotian tilted his head, looked at him gasping for breath, and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"Go away..." Wei Zimo gritted his teeth and roared, then pushed her away and retreated to the corner of the wall.
Feng Aotian looked at his annoyed and angry appearance, but he was in a very good mood. Then he got off the bed, but did not leave, but went to the screen, took off his clothes, and bathed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Wei Zimo calmed his heartbeat, and hurriedly got out of the bed. He rushed out of the palace wearing only a middle coat, and stood in the courtyard without saying a word.
After Feng Aotian took a bath, she walked out of the screen. Wei Zimo made such a big movement just now. She naturally knew the expression on his face when he left with anger. She smiled deeply, stepped out of the bedroom slowly, and saw him slightly raised his head, slender and slender. The neck is raised in a graceful arc, and the eyes are cold, looking into the distance.
Feng Aotian walked to his side and took him into his arms, "Can you calm down?"
Wei Zimo leaned weakly in her arms and whispered, "I'm so tired."
Feng Aotian knew what he was going through today. Half of his painstakingly managed industry became someone else's in an instant, but he didn't know how much he could hold on to.
She held his hand, "It's late autumn now, and winter will begin next month. Are you trying to provoke a cold?"
Wei Zimo looked sideways, looked at her, and suddenly felt that it was good to have someone who cared so much. He used to be such a calm person. Although he sometimes became violent, he was never as irrational as he is now.
Feng Aotian led him into the bedroom, walked slowly to the bed, the two lay down, she leaned on her side, and just watched quietly.
"What do you see me doing?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, his voice tinged with cold air, a little low.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and painted his eyebrows, "Do you have to carry it by yourself?"
Wei Zimo turned around, looked at her, suddenly raised his hand, and took her into his arms, "I don't know how long I can carry her, but he will do what he says. me?"
"Yes." Feng Aotian replied in a deep voice.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Wei Zimo asked her inexplicably. From the beginning to the end, she told him domineeringly that she wanted him to break through his line of defense again and again, leaving him nowhere to go. escape.
"Because, Grandpa wants to be nice to you." Feng Aotian stroked the blue silk on his chest, "rest early, today, you must be very tired."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, leaning quietly in her arms, and the two slept hugging each other.
Feng Aotian left the Floating Dream Palace before Wei Zimo woke up the next morning, walked inside, walked to the dragon couch, and looked at Feng Yinqi, who was still in a drowsiness. She was sitting on his bed. Beside him, he caressed his cheek, "I haven't seen him for a few days, and he has changed again."
Meteor lay beside Feng Aotian, looked sideways at her, "Holy Master, is that Lingyu really useful?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Do you have any good ideas?"
Meteor rolled his eyes, "How about, let Meteor sacrifice?"
"Little devil's head." Feng Aotian raised his hand and patted Meteor's head, then brought over the Lingyu that had been ground into powder, then brought water, put the powder in the water according to a certain amount, and stirred.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng walked in and saw that Feng Aotian was feeding Feng Yinqi attentively, and they looked at each other.
"I see the emperor!" The two walked to her side and bowed.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, knowing that he was taking care of Feng Yinqi these days, she raised her hand and handed him the porcelain bottle in her hand, "This is the amount of six coins a day, co-authored Dew, feed it to him, and I will give it to you these days when the master is away."
"Yes, this minister must do it well." Lan Jingshu took it with both hands and replied.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Don't worry, your clerk."
Lan Jingshu said warmly, "Your Majesty, how are you feeling cold these days?"
"Well, his complexion has recovered a lot." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Master will let him come back safe and sound."
"Okay." Lan Jingshu smiled lightly, thinking that he hadn't seen him in these days, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.
Gu Yefeng looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, please change clothes and have breakfast."
Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "You are also concerned about your father now."
"I have always cared about the emperor." Gu Yefeng said bluntly.
The divine dog waddled at Feng Aotian's feet and looked at her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, looked at the divine dog, and asked in a low voice.
The god dog shook his head, just to look at her.
When Meteor turned his eyes, he saw the divine dog. He quickly got off the dragon couch and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, Meteor is hungry too."
Feng Aotian nodded, then got up, and the group went to have breakfast.
Wei Zimo slept very deeply last night. I'm afraid he has never slept so peacefully in all these years. When he woke up, the bed was already cold. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of loss.
He got out of the bed, and Ting Feng hurriedly took the toiletries and put them aside, then backed out.
After Wei Zimo washed and changed clothes, he had breakfast alone, but after a brief use, he left the palace and went to the restaurant.
After Feng Aotian left the palace, he left the palace, and when he went to the restaurant, he saw Wei Zimo in the bead curtain with a gloomy face, looking at the secret letter in his hand.
She lifted the beaded curtain and walked in, sitting beside him, "How much is left now?"
"Half of it left." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at her, and handed her the secret letter in his hand.
Feng Aotian took the secret letter and looked at the news inside, "It seems that he took all the main ones."
"Well." Wei Zimo nodded and said, "Now, although the rest is under my control, it is inevitable that they will defect."
"It's okay, if you dare to defect, you will kill Wushe." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master will not let you face it alone."
Wei Zimo leaned in her arms a little wearily. In the past, no matter how difficult the difficulties and obstacles were, he had to bear it alone. He never thought that one day, someone would be by his side and tell him, Whatever happens, face it together.
He whispered, "I won't let him take all my hard work over the years so easily."
Feng Aotian knew that he regarded this property as his everything. If he didn't have this property, then he would lose everything and he would not be able to bear it.
She stroked his back and held his hand tightly, "You won't lose everything, you still have a master."
Wei Zimo nodded slightly, "Yes, I still have you."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "To control the remaining half of the industry, even if someone wants to do it, they will not be able to turn it around."
"I have already sent someone to do it." Wei Zimo replied in a low voice, "As long as there is any movement, I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "When did you learn your master's style?"
Wei Zimo was dyed with a faint smile by Feng Aotian's words, "Didn't you learn from me?"
When Nan returned to China, Xing Wuyun had been waiting. Early this morning, Nan Yu posted the imperial list. The concubines and concubines in the palace suddenly contracted serious diseases, and they recruited famous doctors and rewarded them 10,000 taels.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at Wufeng, "The bounty is ten thousand taels, which is really a lot."
"Why are you doing this?" Wu Feng looked at him inexplicably.
"What do you think Nan Yu made the emperor list for?" Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng and asked slowly.
"It's natural to lead the snake out of the hole." Wufeng looked at his smile and could guess a few points.
"What if you go?" Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng and raised his eyebrows.
"You want me to die?" Wu Feng said angrily.
Xing Wuyun laughed softly, "How can I let you go to die, but let you do some hands and feet on Nan Yu and Lu Yunxiu."
"Who is Lu Yunxiu?" Wu Feng couldn't help asking.
"Sect Master of Nishang Sect." Xing Wuyun replied in a light tone, looking sideways at him.
"Your wife who hasn't been through the door?" Wufeng looked at him and smiled.
"I have broken the engagement, how could it be my wife?" Xing Wuyun said solemnly when he saw his gloating appearance.
"It looks like she doesn't plan to let go." Wu Feng looked at him and said.
"So what?" Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, looking at Wufeng, "Speaking of business, why did you get involved here?"
"What I'm talking about is serious business." Wufeng looked at him, "You let me go now, isn't it just to solve the trouble for you?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded.
"However, since she is the sect master of Nishangmen, she is naturally familiar with me. Are you not afraid that she will become suspicious and kill me?" Wufeng looked at him and couldn't help asking.
"Then let her kill." Xing Wuyun put down the cup in his hand and looked at him, "Nan Yu is naturally romantic, with Lu Yunxiu's beauty, won't Nan Yu be tempted?"
"Then don't you wear a green hat?" Wufeng said calmly.
Xing Wuyun was half-sitting, with his elbows on his half-bent legs, with a romantic smile on his face, "If you say another word, believe it or not..."
Wufeng quickly waved his hand and said, "Just joking."
"Everyone in the world knows how extraordinary the genius doctor Wufeng is, but they don't know that he is a sane person." Xing Wuyun snorted coldly.
"When did I become virtuous?" Wufeng disagreed with Xing Wuyun's statement, his eyes sank, and there was a flash of displeasure in those indifferent eyes.
Xing Wuyun sneered, "Heaven knows, you know and I know."
Wufeng lowered his eyes, his delicate face, indifferent eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but there was a hint of evil charm, which made people shudder when they saw it.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at his smile that didn't match the spirit of the immortal in white clothes, "I'll go later."
"That Senior Brother, do you want me to be ruthless, or to be merciful?" Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at him, and began to joke again.
Xing Wuyun turned the cup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, looked at him, and smiled deeply, "When did you put your hands lightly?"
Wu Feng laughed softly, "After this is done, I will go back to the door."
"If you leave, I won't keep you." Xing Wuyun looked at him, "to save you from seeing her."
Seeing that he cared about Feng Aotian so much, Wufeng couldn't help but deepen his curiosity, and then smiled, "Are you afraid that she fell in love with me at first sight, and then left you out in the cold?"
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth curled slightly, "I'm just afraid that you will stalk her."
Wufeng smiled again, "No one in this world can interest me."
"You still go back to the door, self-cultivation is good, the world is not suitable for you." Xing Wuyun threw the cup in his hand at him.
Wufeng raised his hand and lightly took the cup in his hand, nodded and said, "Well, compared to the love and love in the world, I still prefer a leisurely life."
Xing Wuyun reclined on the soft couch again, with a lazy and comfortable look, "Okay, I want to take a break."
Wufeng looked at him like this, then got up, "I should go to work."
Xing Wuyun waved his hand casually, "Go."
Wufeng looked at him like this, very leisurely, with a pale face, turned around, and left the room.
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at the figure Wufeng left, turned over on the soft couch, and then closed his eyes for a nap.
Feng Aotian stayed with Wei Zimo in the restaurant for half a day. She planned to go to the south to return to China. After all, she was really worried about leaving Xing Wuyun alone, but, looking at Wei Zimo, according to his temperament, she would definitely Pull your face down.
The two returned to the Floating Dream Palace, and after finishing their dinner, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "Taking advantage of these two days, Master is going to go to the south to return to China."
Wei Zimo looked at her with glamorous eyes, shook her hand away from him, turned around, and entered the inner hall.
Feng Aotian raised his forehead and looked up at the sky, obviously expected him to be like this, and walked to his side unhurriedly, "He has dealt with Nan's return to China earlier, so he can come back to help you. Time, nothing can happen.”
"I didn't stop you." Wei Zimo said coldly, with her back to her, leaning on the soft couch.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled his body over, "Do you care about the Lord?"
"Thinking beautifully." Wei Zimo turned her head, but did not wave her hand away.
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, and took him into his arms, "Reluctant to bear, Lord?"
Wei Zimo knew that she shouldn't be angry, she shouldn't be angry, and she knew why she made such a decision, but he didn't feel the warmth that he finally got, so he left like this. was really uncomfortable.
"Whoever can't bear it, if you want to leave, leave quickly." Wei Zimo wanted to push her away, but his raised arm didn't move.
Feng Aotian lightly kissed his neck and said softly, "I just want you to stay by my side forever, just wait."
"Are you going to go? If you don't go, you will never go." Wei Zimo's thoughts moved, and he pushed her away suddenly, and said in a deep voice.
Feng Aotian knew that he wasn't really angry, it was just a way for him to show that he cared, she put her back around his waist, her cheeks rubbed against his broad back, "more and more like a child."
"Okay, why don't you go?" Wei Zimo turned his head with his back to her, and said in a bad tone.
Feng Aotian let go of him, "Wait for Master to come back."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Wei Zimo kept his original posture and sat on the soft couch until she left for a long time without moving at all. A gust of cold wind blew through him. He trembled involuntarily, turned his eyes and looked at the empty bedroom. He couldn't help but sneer, Wei Zimo ah Wei Zimo, you are really finished.
Feng Aotian rode "Aoxue" and rushed to Nan to return to the country at dawn the next day, and immediately landed in Furong Pavilion. Zi Xuan had just arranged everything when she saw her, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but feel joy.
"Master, are you here?" Zi Xuan stepped forward and said blessedly.
"What about him?" Feng Aotian stood on the rooftop, looked at the restaurant opposite, did not see Xing Wuyun's figure, looked sideways, looked at Zi Xuan and asked.
"Young Master Xing should be resting." Zi Xuan lowered her head and replied.
"Is the condition under control?" Feng Aotian immediately sat down and whispered.
"Well, Young Master Xing invited Wufeng, a genius doctor, to come here." Zi Xuan replied with a smile, and now, it can be considered stable.
"Well, let's go and see." Feng Aotian is also clear about Nan's return to China, but the news from yesterday has not been passed on to her. She is here now, so she can grasp the accurate news as soon as possible.
"My servant is going to prepare breakfast for you." Seeing that Feng Aotian had also arrived overnight, Zi Xuan replied with a small smile.
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied with a smile, raised his steps, and walked into the house.
Xing Wuyun drank wine all night, and fell asleep before dawn.
When Feng Aotian pushed open the door and entered, he saw him lying on the soft couch, with a crooked wine jug beside him. , revealing a bit of innocence, but that eyebrow frowned slightly, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant.
She put her foot down, stepped forward slowly, put her hands behind her back, and leaned over to approach him slowly, until her lips touched his, and she sucked gently.
Xing Wuyun felt the familiar breath and thought he was dreaming. When he felt the softness on his lips, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the face that was close at hand. He was stunned at first, raised his arms, He took her into his arms and rolled over, and Feng Aotian was pressed into his arms.
He was a little dazed, covered her lips again, biting hard, until he felt her breath filling his nose, he felt it was real.
He kissed involuntarily, Feng Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, put his hands around his waist, and turned around, she took the dominant position, looked down at him, "What did you dream just now?"
However, Xing Wuyun hooked her neck and continued the kiss that was just unfinished. No amount of words were drowned in this affectionate kiss.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a snow-white figure came in. When he looked up, he saw the two people kissing on the soft couch. His eyes flashed with surprise, which seemed to be clear, and then resumed his normal routine. Indifferently, he walked forward slowly without shyness.
Feng Aotian sat up, looked at the man in front of him, looked sideways, and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was leaning lazily in her arms, "This is the genius doctor Wufeng?"
Xing Wuyun nodded and said, disapproving of the smear of Shicai being smashed by Wufeng, and answered calmly.
Wufeng slowly sat at the table beside him, poured a cup of tea, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "It's Wufeng below."
"Looking at it, there is a bit of an air of immortality." Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, his eyebrows were clear and his expression was indifferent, but the dim light that flashed from the bottom of his eyes did not escape her eyes.
"Emperor Feng Qi is too famous, but he's just an ordinary man." Wu Feng replied lightly.
Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian's eyes in Wufeng's eyes, his eyes sank, then raised his hand, he took Feng Aotian into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is the emperor watching a good show?"
"The main reason is to look at you." Feng Aotian lifted his chin and drank lightly on the corner of his lips.
Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled, "What are you doing looking at the minister?"
"As soon as you came, someone followed you. Naturally, you must be careful." Feng Aotian played with the blue silk on his chest, "You drink so much wine before your injury is healed? Are you not afraid of hurting your body?"
Xing Wuyun said with a low smile, "It's okay, these wines nourish the body."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, no matter how good the wine is, it is three points of poison. Are you planning to do it?"
Xing Wuyun leaned against her, raised his eyes, and looked at Wufeng, who always kept his eyes on Feng Aotian, "Does it hurt?"
"Master's people are naturally distressed." Feng Aotian replied with a slight smile, she naturally knew Xing Wuyun's careful thinking, this was to guard against Wufeng, she couldn't help but find it funny.
Zi Xuan walked in with the toilet utensils in her hand, "Master, this servant will wait for you to wash."
"Come in." Feng Aotian whispered.
"Yes." Zi Xuan walked in immediately carrying it and put it aside.
"Master, come by yourself." Feng Aotian said lightly.
"Yes, the slaves will retire." Zi Xuan replied, then turned around and walked out.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "What are you still doing lying down?"
"Oh." Xing Wuyun got off the soft couch at will, took her hand, and walked forward.
The two walked to the golden basin, and after washing together, Feng Aotian looked at him, "Go and change clothes."
"Oh." Xing Wuyun replied obediently, and then after walking to the screen, he heard the sound of Xixi Susuo.
Feng Aotian turned around and saw Wu Feng, who was silent all along, sitting at the table, turning the teacup in his hand, thoughtfully.
She walked up to him and sat down, "What are you thinking?"
Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at her, put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his hand, and wanted to grab her wrist, as if he wanted to pulse, Feng Aotian saw this, he flicked his sleeves, easily dodged, smiled and watched He, "What is this for?"
"It's just that Emperor Feng Qi's face is a little tired, so I'm taking the pulse for you." Wu Feng naturally put away his hand, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Master is just rushing the night road, I'm a little tired, it's a small matter."
"It's just being reckless." Wu Feng replied lightly.
Feng Aotian sneered, knowing that he was doubting his identity, but she was a little puzzled, how did he detect something wrong with her
Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian in front of him. In fact, he was just looking at her appearance. She looked too handsome. Because of the emotion of Shicai, there was a bit of a feminine look in his eyebrows, which made him feel that he was in front of him. The person really looks like a woman. She has been observing just now, and she is curious, so she wants to find out. I didn't expect her reaction to be so sensitive, and her skills are even more remarkable. However, now I see her phoenix eyes again. Leng Ran in the middle, is it because he is over-hearted
Xing Wuyun changed his clothes and walked out, looking at Feng Aotian and Wufeng, he didn't notice the subtle movements outside just now, but looking at the strange smiles of the two in front of him, he knew that something must have happened.
"Your Majesty..." Xing Wuyun raised his hand and stepped forward, walked in front of her, and handed her the jade comb in his hand.
Feng Aotian looked at the comb in his hand, raised his eyes, looked at the black hair that he casually tied, and said with a smile, "Are you trying to ask the master to tie your hair?"
"That is the honor of the minister." Xing Wuyun replied in a small manner.
Feng Aotian got up, took his hand and walked to the dressing table, untied the brocade he was wearing, and looked at him through the bronze mirror while combing it.
Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian who had his back turned to him, his gestures and gestures were full of luxury, especially the indifference and nobleness that he was born with, and he was a little more domineering. He had seen countless women, all of them. Is it delicate and pretentious, or has the demeanor of a chivalrous woman, but I have never seen a woman who can have the air of a king. When I think about it like this, I know that I have just made a mistake in my judgment. How can this person be a woman
After Feng Aotian familiarly tied Xing Wuyun's hair, he took his hand and got up and walked in front of Wufeng, looking at Wufeng in front of him, and then looking at Xing Wuyun, "Is he your junior brother?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, then looked at Wufeng, "He is indifferent by nature and likes to be at ease."
Feng Aotian listened to the meaning of Xing Wuyun's words, that is to say, he is not suitable for her to bother with him, and it is in vain to move.
Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun's eager appearance, and suddenly became playful, and then said, "It depends on what the situation is, just like Senior Brother, you were not happy before, but now you are not willing to stay by Emperor Feng Qi's side. ."
Xing Wuyun took Feng Aotian's arm, raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng, and changed the topic, "How is it going?"
"Senior brother, is this to accept the results?" Wu Feng's indifferent eyes flashed a hint of slyness.
At this moment, Xing Wuyun felt that he had a feeling of bringing a wolf into the room, and he could not wait to kick the unsightly Wufeng away.
Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, "What did you do?"
"It's just that Nan Yu has a taste of beauty." Xing Wuyun tilted his head, leaned on Feng Aotian's shoulder, and whispered.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Well, it sounds interesting."
"Do you want to see it with your own eyes?" Xing Wuyun asked with a low smile.
Feng Aotian shook his head and said, "Don't look at it, there is nothing to see, it's better for you to take off your clothes and let the master take a closer look."
"Now?" Xing Wuyun asked deliberately.
"Alright." Feng Aotian stared at him, ignoring Wu Feng who was beside him.
Xing Wuyun raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, looked sideways, and looked at Wufeng, "In front of him?"
Feng Aotian's hand has already slipped into his shirt, "Why not?"
Xing Wuyun replied with a smile, the already bright and charming peach blossom eyes were even more captivating, and he raised his hand seriously and unfastened his own belt.
Wu Feng saw this and was a little unaccustomed to it, so he got up quickly, "The two of you are free, go out first."
Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun, then at Wufeng, with a deep smile, "Zixuan, prepare a meal."
"Yes." Zi Xuan, who was waiting outside the door, responded, and took the morning in herself.
Xing Wuyun felt bored, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Really don't look at it? After passing this village, there is no such shop."
"It's okay, tonight, Lord, take a good look." Feng Aotian approached him and whispered, his tone even more ambiguous.
Wufeng has never seen such a situation, one man and one woman* that is normal, two men can say such ambiguous words in front of another man, and more importantly, one of them is still known to him. Being a person for more than ten years, this made him even more curious, what kind of person is this Feng Aotian, who can make senior brother stay by her side so willingly, and can say such reckless words.
Feng Aotian looked at him standing there, with his back to her Wufeng, "Why don't the genius doctor sit down and have a meal together?"
Wufeng coughed a few times, then turned around, his indifferent eyes swept across Xing Wuyun's face, "Okay."
Immediately, he sat down and looked at Feng Aotian, "Is Emperor Feng Qi here to bring his senior brother back to Feng Qi country?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "When will the genius doctor return?"
"Don't be in a hurry, I heard earlier that Fengqi country has outstanding people. Over the years, they seldom go out. Now that they have come out, they will walk around." Wu Feng said slowly.
Xing Wuyun listened to Wufeng's words and glared at him fiercely, "Didn't you say you would leave today?"
"Have I said that?" Wu Feng looked at him in surprise.
Xing Wuyun raised his foot and kicked at him, Wufeng dodged subtly and looked at him, "Senior brother still likes to sneak attack in secret all these years."
Xing Wuyun snorted coldly, "Get out after eating."
Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "Isn't Emperor Feng Qi not welcome?"
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Dear friends, I'm sorry, I had a sudden stomach pain yesterday, vomiting and diarrhea for a whole night, my whole body hurts in the morning, I have a fever and sweating all the time, it's better in the afternoon, so I'm just typing, this is to make up for yesterday's second watch, before eleven o'clock There will be one more, oh well!