Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her quietly. At this moment, he felt that looking at her like this was enough.
Feng Aotian slowly sat beside the bed, took his hand, put his palm on her cheek, and rubbed it gently, a small smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "Don't do this again in the future, your life is yours."
Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes, his pale lips moved slightly, as if he said a "good" word.
She leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips, stroking his face lightly, "Master is with you."
Although Xing Wuyun was seriously injured, his heart was calm, he didn't have too many waves, everything was so normal, as if such a serious injury had nothing to do with him, he always had a faint smile on his mouth, slowly. He closed his eyes.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Wufeng who was healing him, "What can you do?"
Wufeng put away the silver needle in his hand and looked at her, "Your blood is useful."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "How much do you need?"
Seeing her, Wufeng didn't hesitate for a moment. At this time, he had recovered his indifferent expression, then picked up the teacup beside him and looked at her, "One cup is enough."
Feng Aotian took the cup, took out the dagger in his arms, and raised his wrist. The faint knife marks on the wrist were still visible to Wufeng.
"It seems that the emperor often uses his own blood to save people." Wufeng said unhurriedly.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "As long as they all stay by the Lord's side safe and sound, a little blood is nothing."
She raised her hand, tapped the acupuncture point on her wrist familiarly, and handed him the teacup, "What else do you need, just say."
"The emperor hasn't slept all night, you don't need to rest?" Wufeng took the teacup in her hand, then got up, walked to the side, and found the pharmacy with familiarity, then took a purple jade porcelain bottle and walked over.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are very familiar with this place."
"Physicians are naturally familiar." He replied calmly and calmly. Then, he opened the porcelain bottle, poured out two medicinal pills, put them in the teacup, and shook them gently to let the pills and Feng Aotian's blood mix. fusion.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Meteor, "Lord, don't worry."
Meteor nodded and looked at Feng Aotian, "Holy Master, take a break."
"It's okay." Feng Aotian thought that she still had four hours left, she turned sideways, leaned on one side, and looked at Xing Wuyun.
Suddenly, her wrist was lifted up by a pair of hands, Wu Feng was bandaging her, and the movements were very skilled and light.
The corner of Feng Aotian's mouth was slightly raised, and the other hand held Xing Wuyun's hand, closing his eyes and resting.
Wufeng raised his eyes, looking at her temperament so easy to meet, he smiled and lowered his eyes, and slowly handed the teacup to Xing Wuyun's lips, but he couldn't feed him medicine.
"Come on, Lord." Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng who was passing her, leaning slightly, took the teacup from his hand, took a sip, lowered his head, printed Xing Wuyun's lips, and pried open his With his lips and teeth, he fed the blood medicine that was full of bloody smell mixed with the faint scent of pills into his mouth.
Wufeng looked at Feng Aotian's direct action, and then looked at her and kissed Xing Wuyun's lips, so he did such a bold thing in front of him without any hesitation, he turned his eyes quickly, not to look at it .
Meteor raised his eyes, looked at Wufeng's embarrassed expression, laughed lowly, turned around, and saw the god dog standing vigilantly at the door, watching the movement outside.
He took a step forward and touched the head of the god dog, "Let's go."
Then he took a step and left the courtyard with the god dog.
Feng Aotian fed the blood medicine to Xing Wuyun one by one, then put the teacup in his hand into Wufeng's arms, took out the silk handkerchief in his arms, carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Xing Wuyun's lips, then sat up, Seeing Wufeng staring at her blankly.
Feng Aotian carelessly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then poured another cup of tea and rinsed his mouth.
Wufeng put the cup in his hand to one side, then got up, walked to the bookshelf, picked up the unfinished book, and looked at it.
Feng Aotian sat next to Xing Wuyun and continued to close his eyes for a nap.
The house returned to its former tranquility, and occasionally there was the crisp sound of windless flipping through a book, and the house was filled with sandalwood, making it very comfortable.
Meteor left the side courtyard and walked to the emperor's bedroom, and saw Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng sitting in the study room to review memorials, he stepped forward and stood in front of them.
Lan Jingshu turned his eyes and looked at him, "Is there no cloud?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded, "It's fine with or without the wind, but I'm all in shape, I'm afraid I'll have to cultivate for some more days."
Lan Jingshu replied warmly, "The emperor is with him now."
"Yeah." Meteor replied, then put his hands on his chin, his elbows on the soft couch, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "It's all my fault for not protecting him."
Lan Jingshu looked at Meteor's self-blame, and said in a low voice, "This matter was planned by Emperor Yu Luo. He knows Xing Wuyun very well, and he knows everyone here, so it's hard to guard against it."
Meteor nodded and said, "Yes, this Jade Luo Emperor is really not easy."
"It's easy to be an emperor. It's too cold to be at a high place. The reason why the emperor is so hard is because there are too few people around her who can use it." Lan Jingshu continued to review the memorial and said lightly.
"Yeah, the Holy Master has worked too hard. He came all night last night, and he didn't have a good rest." Meteor echoed Lan Jingshu, "Okay, you guys are busy, I'll take a break."
"Okay." Lan Jingshu watched him turn and leave, raised his eyes, glanced at Gu Yefeng, and continued to work on their hands.
Meteor entered the inner hall, climbed onto the dragon couch, looked at Feng Yinqi beside him, sighed faintly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Wei Zimo stood outside the courtyard and did not go in. After an unknown amount of time, he turned around and walked away slowly.
Two hours later, Feng Aotian slowly opened his eyes and saw that Xing Wuyun was still in a drowsiness by his side, she let go of his hand, tucked the quilt for him, then stepped up and left the room.
Wufeng raised his eyes, looked at the figure she left, retracted his gaze, and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.
When Feng Aotian left the courtyard, she saw the bright red figure walking slowly in front of her. She didn't like looking at anyone's back. She tapped her toes and landed beside him in a flash.
Wei Zimo stopped, turned sideways, looked at her, "Are you back?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, took his hand, and continued to walk forward.
Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked ahead, felt the warmth of his palm, and said in a low voice, "Are you tired?"
"You're well, you won't be tired." Feng Aotian said softly, clenching his hand, "Master knows that you are very tired now."
Wei Zimo smiled lightly, "I'm not tired now."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Wuyun is seriously injured now, can you possibly hold on?"
"Yes." Wei Zimo glanced sideways and looked at her, "Go and do your thing, I will be optimistic about this place and wait for your return."
Feng Aotian looked at him with warmth in his heart, "Okay."
She didn't have any words with him, just held each other's hands and walked forward step by step, until she sent him back to the Floating Dream Palace, and then left without saying a word, but they already understood each other's heart.
Wei Zimo sat beside the desk, looking at the secret letter in his hand, his eyes sank, then he stepped up, left the Floating Dream Palace, and went to the restaurant.
Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, changed into clean clothes, and walked to the study, and saw Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng still busy, she stepped forward, sat between them, held their hands, "Wait for the Lord to come back. ."
"Yes." Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng replied in unison.
Feng Aotian knew that after returning this time, the real war had just begun...
Mu Hanjin was lying on the bed quietly, there were still half a column of incense before his second death. He listened to her words and waited for her, but his heart was struggling and suffering, waiting for her to come and let her Did you see him having fun with other women with your own eyes
He clutched his heartbeat, and there was a sharp pain here.
Feng Qing walked in, was injured just now, and has recovered a lot now, and whispered, "Patriarch, the nine women have been arranged, when will you go?"
Mu Hanjin's slender hands curled up and took a deep breath, "Wait."
"Yes." Feng Qing replied, then backed out.
He raised his eyes and looked ahead. If she really came, then what should he do? He thought he had made up his mind and made all the mental preparations, but now, what should he do
After half a column of incense, he didn't wait for her, and Fengqing walked in, "Patriarch, I can't wait any longer."
"Let's go." Mu Hanjin had already taken a bath, but he took off the crescent moon brocade robe that he always liked and changed into a loose robe of vermilion green. He lay on the reclining chair and was carried out.
He breathed a sigh of relief just now. She didn't come, so he would feel better.
He has now been carried to the flowing water pavilion beside the hot spring pool. It is very quiet here, and the light gauze curtains move with the wind. He looks at a person sitting on the bed, with a smooth back and a looming slender figure, but, He had no time to appreciate it, and every time he took a step closer, his heart was cut like a knife.
He propped himself up, got up from the reclining chair, and Feng Qing led the people back quietly. He stroked his heart with one hand, looked at the back on the couch, and walked forward step by step, only a few short steps, but he Feeling that he had passed a lifetime, he raised his hand, took off his brocade robe, closed his eyes tightly, and sat beside the bed.
He felt the breath of the woman next to him, but he felt it was very familiar. He opened it abruptly. When he saw her profile, he felt that he must have had an illusion, just widened his eyes and stared blankly.
After a long time, he still couldn't return to his senses. He raised his hand slightly and touched the person in front of him. The skin of the tentacle was very silky. He raised his hands and pulled her body over. When he saw that With the familiar eyebrows, he was stunned again, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian looked at his stunned expression, raised her eyebrows slightly, she regained her feminine voice, and the silky blue silk scattered on her chest, "It's only been a few hours, and you don't know me anymore?"
Mu Hanjin listened to this unfamiliar voice, but her expression was still the same. He woke up suddenly, so frightened that he ignored his weak body and stood up from the bed. Fall back.
But when she saw her sitting on the bed, she raised her hand, grabbed his wrist, and pulled hard, and he fell on the bed, lowered his head, and looked at her in his arms. He still couldn't believe it. An old man, a man, turned out to be...
No, it's impossible... Mu Hanjin shook his head, got up from her, and wanted to leave.
"Stop!" Feng Aotian sat up on the bed and said solemnly.
The familiar voice sounded, which made Mu Hanjin's mind tremble. He slowly turned around and looked at her again. She was skinless, her skin was as thick as fat, her shoulders were sharpened, her neck was slender, and she was beautiful and glistening. The face, the phoenix eyes are a bit enchanting, the red lips are even more lustrous, especially the flat chest, but now it is...
He looked all the way down, and when he saw her belly, he turned his head sharply, no, how is this possible? He still couldn't believe it.
"Come here." Feng Aotian saw that he seemed to be frightened, and he couldn't help but have a headache. She originally wanted to surprise him, but seeing him like this, she could only take the initiative.
Mu Hanjin followed the voice and slowly stepped forward involuntarily until he stood in front of her and looked at her face again. He calmed down his already disturbed thoughts. This was too startling, but, After being shocked, what he got in return was ecstasy. She turned out to be a woman. Then, he didn't have to talk to other women... So, is he still hers
"Your Majesty... is it really you?" Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes showed a bit of disbelief at this moment, a bit of hesitation, a bit of joy, and a bit of indescribable excitement.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and put it on his chest. The softness of his palm made him so scared that he quickly retracted his hand. He looked at her and suddenly stepped forward, took her into his arms and hugged her tightly. , Over the years, this was the first time he saw her body, the first time he was close to her now.
Feng Aotian let him hold her, she knew that he needed to calm down and digest. After all, it was hard for him to believe that a man he thought had suddenly turned into a woman.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Hanjin let go of her and looked at her, "Your Majesty, how could you?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Could it be that I'm a woman, so you don't like me anymore?"
Mu Hanjin hurriedly shook his head, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, "Thank God, it's you."
Feng Aotian knew that he was back to his senses now, and couldn't help but smile, she hooked his neck, leaned slightly, and he fell on the bed, she bullied herself up, lowered her head, and kissed his lips...
Mu Hanjin opened his eyes and looked at her without blinking, for fear that he was dreaming, but because the dream was too good for him to wake up.
After a night of infatuation, when Feng Aotian woke up, she felt sore all over her body. She raised her eyes, but she looked at Mu Hanjin stupidly.
Feng Aotian didn't know how sultry she was when she woke up now, and her voice was a little low, "It wasn't enough tossing last night
Mu Hanjin's fingertips slid across her cheek, lowered his head, bit her lips, took her into his arms, hugged her tightly, he lowered his eyes, looked at her, "Tell the minister, this is Not dreaming."
Feng Aotian turned over and slid his fingertips across his chest, "Fool, in addition to last night, there are eight days left, you are slowly making this beautiful dream."
Hearing her words, Mu Hanjin was stunned again. His elegant and handsome face raised a bright smile. He opened his arms and hugged Feng Aotian, who was pressing on him. He didn't have a dream. Eyes, she is a woman, is his.
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smirk, and sighed faintly, "As a woman, is it so funny?"
Mu Hanjin shook his head, "Your Majesty, who else knows your woman's identity?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Are you in good spirits now?"
Listening to her words, Mu Hanjin quickly stopped smiling, "Your Majesty, when I think that this minister is yours forever, I feel very happy."
Feng Aotian leaned in his arms, thinking about what he had experienced in these days, all the hardships had come, and now it was only the second death, she could pass him, so what about the remaining seven levels
Mu Hanjin hugged her, "Your Majesty, this minister will definitely hold on. I'm not afraid of the seven deaths, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass this level."
He once thought that he would not survive the second death. He was afraid that his body would not be clean, that he would be touched by other people besides her, but now, he is not afraid of anything.
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, listening to his slightly beating heart, thinking that last night, he was exhausted several times and almost fainted, but he held on, using all his strength.
Mu Hanjin hugged her, kissed her lips, and felt the tenderness in his arms. He was a little annoyed at his unsatisfactory body.
Feng Aotian kissed him back, his hands unconsciously caressed his waist, and the lingering once again had just begun...
In the palace, Xing Wuyun slept for two whole days and two nights before waking up faintly. He raised his eyes and looked at Wufeng who was boiling the medicine. He wanted to get up, but he felt powerless.
"Are you awake?" Meteor's voice broke the silence in the room.
Wufeng turned around, came over with the medicine, looked at him, "It's good to wake up."
"Well." Xing Wuyun was speechless and could only reply in a low voice.
Seeing that he woke up, Meteor turned his eyes and looked at Wufeng, "How long will he be raised?"
"It will take at least one month." Wufeng said lightly, "Who gave him such ability to toss himself into this state."
"It's okay, there are still seven days before the Holy Master will come back." Meteor waved his hand and looked at Xing Wuyun, "When the time comes, with the Holy Master by your side, you will recover faster."
Xing Wuyun knew that Feng Aotian would definitely accompany Mu Hanjin now. He watched Meteor take the medicine bowl from Wufeng's hand, scooped the medicine, blew it gently, and handed it to him.
He opened his lips slightly, and felt the smell of blood. He raised his eyes and looked at Wufeng.
"That day, when you fell asleep, she cut blood and fed it to you to drink." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, "There are several knife marks on her wrist, I asked her if she often cut blood to save people, Guess what she said, she said that as long as you stay by her side safe and sound, a little blood is nothing."
Xing Wuyun listened quietly, but with warmth in his heart, he opened his mouth and drank the medicine fed by Meteor.
Wufeng continued, "Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless. I remember her reputation was not good in the past. I didn't expect her to have such a delicate and gentle side."
Meteor looked at Wufeng and couldn't stop praising Feng Aotian, and quickly replied, "That's because they are all people that the Holy Master cares about. If they didn't care, the Holy Master wouldn't take a second look."
Wufeng listened and responded quickly, "Oh, so that's what happened."
Xing Wuyun could hear the meaning of Wufeng's words, he gave Wufeng a fierce look, as if warning.
Wufeng turned a blind eye, but turned his eyes and looked at the meteor, "Then how do you think the emperor treats me?"
Meteor looked at him, "Why, do you want to climb the bed of the Holy Master?"
"Isn't it possible?" Wu Feng smiled lightly.
Meteor nodded quickly, "Of course you can, but it depends on the Lord's meaning. If you ask me, I don't know."
Wufeng knew that Meteor was playing tricks with him, and he didn't care, but got up and went to the bookshelf to read.
Meteor turned his head, looked at Xing Wuyun, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll show you."
Xing Wuyun smiled and blinked, Meteor laughed and gave him medicine again.
As soon as Xing Wuyun finished drinking the medicine, he saw Wei Zimo walk in. He turned his eyes and looked at him with a smile.
Meteor turned around and saw that it was Wei Zimo, so he took the decoction and put it to one side, got up, walked to the side of the god dog, squatted halfway, and looked at it.
Wei Zimo sat on the side and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Awake?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded.
"Moyun Pavilion is half damaged." Wei Zimo whispered.
Xing Wuyun's eyes sank, showing regret, looking at him, barely opening his mouth, his voice was very low, "Can the industry be preserved?"
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded and said, "Keep it."
"Okay." Xing Wuyun replied, "It's good to keep it."
Wei Zimo looked at him, "When can you move?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I don't know."
Wei Zimo suddenly raised his hand and patted his arm, "Take care of it, I have everything."
Xing Wuyun lowered her eyes and looked at Wei Zimo's hand on his arm, she couldn't help feeling surprised, this was the first time she touched him.
Wei Zimo withdrew his hand, got up, and turned to leave.
Meteor also saw the scene of Shicai, and hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Hey, what's wrong with him?"
"Nothing." Xing Wuyun forced a smile and slowly closed his eyes.
Meteor turned his head, looked at the divine dog, and took it out of the courtyard.
In the past few days, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were watching above the court, everything was fine, and Wei Zimo was watching in the palace, and there was nothing wrong.
Feng Aotian and Mu Hanjin had been in the small pavilion for five days in a row.
Now, Feng Qianning has left Qicheng on the fifth day, and the guard of honor marches forward in a mighty manner. The journey is neither short nor long. Along the way, she has stayed in the carriage and never came out.
With mixed feelings, Fu Han slowly approached this piece of land that used to be the Feng Kingdom. Along the way, he saw that the lives of the common people were very comfortable, not as devastated as he had seen before, so he couldn't help thinking, but In just one year, Feng Guo has become so powerful, it can be seen that Feng Aotian's ability is indeed not to be underestimated.
In Qicheng, Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao have been busy consolidating the border for the past few days. They have changed the guards and set up defenses. After this battle, the entire Fengqi Kingdom has been reorganized, and now it is more stable.
Xue Ke lay on the bed and stared out the window in a trance.
Jin Yao just came back from work and looked at her, "What are you thinking?"
"I wonder if he's in the dungeon now?" Xue Ke said in a low voice.
Jin Yao looked at her, "It's useless for you to worry now."
"Really?" Xue Ke looked at her, "I don't know why, these days, as long as I close my eyes, I will think of him."
Jin Yao sat beside her, "Xueke, if you continue like this, something must happen."
Xue Ke looked at her, "I know, but I just can't control myself."
Jin Yao sighed quietly, "Wait, wait for the master to take you to Xuanmo Country."
Xue Ke nodded and looked at her, "Jin Yao, if one day you fall in love with someone, you will understand how I feel."
Jin Yao let out a low laugh and held Xue Ke's hand, "If it's the same as you, wouldn't I be going crazy?"
"It should be." Xue Ke replied with a smile.
Two more days passed in this way. At this time, the night was filled with darkness. Feng Aotian lay on the bed for seven consecutive days.
She got off the bed in a long gown, walked behind the screen, and took a bath.
And because Mu Hanjin was too tired, he had not woken up yet, so he lay quietly on the bed.
After taking a bath, Feng Aotian walked to the dressing table and looked at her appearance. Perhaps because of *, her appearance was a little softer than before, her black hair was scattered on her chest, and her body was exquisite. She raised her eyebrows slightly, turned around, and saw Mu Hanjin wake up faintly, dressed in a brocade robe, walked behind her, and took her into her arms, "Your Majesty, you are so beautiful!"
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Now you have recovered?"
Mu Hanjin nodded, held her hand, and the two walked to the soft couch to sit down. He poured water and put it in her hand, "Your Majesty, these days, the hard-working emperor."
Feng Aotian took the water glass, took a sip, and looked at him, "Han Jin, don't even think about it."
Mu Hanjin lowered his eyes and pulled her hand to his heart, "What does the emperor think his minister is thinking?"
"You want me to take a break, but there are still two days left, so I must persevere." Feng Aotian looked at him and said.
"But, it's been seven days in a row, your body..." Mu Hanjin felt distressed. Although he hoped to be with her forever, he was even more worried that her body would not be able to bear it if it continued.
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a smile, "Don't tell me, you suspect that I can't do it?"
Mu Hanjin shook his head, "I can't be a minister."
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, "No way?"
She raised her hand and threw him on the soft side. She untied the brocade robe on his body, her fingers wandered on his jade-like skin, and she whispered, "No, what do I want you to do?"
Mu Hanjin wrapped her waist around her, and her elegant body like water bloomed in front of her, "Your Majesty, I am worried about your body."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Shouldn't you be worried about yourself?"
Mu Hanjin knew that his body was being nourished by her inner strength now, and that her body was a good medicine to resist his second death. He was worried that in nine days, he would hurt her.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Did you think I'm a woman and become weak?"
Mu Hanjin shook his head and looked at her, "I have said that whether the emperor is male or female, he will love you."
"Then don't worry about anything, just follow me." Feng Aotian bowed his head, always taking the lead.
Yi Mu's body has improved a lot in the past few days, so he returned to the Supreme Court with Lan Jingshu.
Xing Wuyun also recovered some vitality, he was still in the side hospital, Wu Feng healed his injuries while looking at the medical books on the bookshelf.
Meteor has been staying in the emperor's bedroom, and he will come to see Xing Wuyun every day, occasionally joking with him, while the god dog is by his side, and he is still cold and indifferent to him.
Until the eighth day, the capital welcomed Bei Liguo and specially sent a beautiful man.
The special envoy of Bei Liguo came to see him, but was sent back by Lan Jingshu on the grounds that the emperor had been ill for the past few days. Now, the special envoy of Bei Liguo lives in the inn.
Meteor loves to join in the fun the most. Hearing that the twelve beautiful men are all in the form of heaven and man, and the city is stunning, he really wants to see it.
Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "According to the day, it will take some time for them to arrive, how could it be so fast?"
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "It seems that there must be something strange in this."
Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu, "Do you want to see the beauty who paid tribute?"
Meteor hurriedly said, "Yeah, go and have a look."
Lan Jingshu looked at him, "Wait for the emperor to come back and decide."
Yi Mu also nodded and said, "It's better to refuse until it's clear, and the day after tomorrow, the emperor will be able to return to the palace."
"Why don't I go take a look?" Meteor said with a smile, and then left.
The god dog glanced at him, but didn't move, thinking that Meteor was very boring, isn't he a good-looking person? What catches your eyes
Meteor was about to rush out, but after walking halfway, he turned back and looked at the dog ignoring him, "Will you accompany me?"
The god dog raised his eyes, just glanced at him lightly, and then closed his eyes again.
Meteor knew that the god dog would definitely not go, he sighed, and could only give up.
Wu Yueguo, Ye Meixi learned that the person sent by Bei Liguo had arrived in the capital of Fengqi Kingdom, his eyes turned cold, but he wanted to see what Xia Luoyan could do.
Meteor felt boring, so he ran to the side courtyard to find Xing Wuyun, and when he saw him lying in the courtyard basking in the sun, he quickly ran over and said faintly, "Do you think the twelve beautiful men sent by Bei Liguo are as rumored? Say, allure the country and the city?"
Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at him, "You want to see it, but the god dog ignored it?"
"Well." Meteor was broken by Xing Wuyun and looked at him, "Don't you worry, when the time comes, the Holy Master will take a fancy to them?"
Xing Wuyun's brows are light and his smile is deep, "Don't worry."
"You're really relieved." Meteor sighed helplessly, then looked at Wufeng who was drying the medicine not far away, he asked in a low voice, "Has he read all those medical books?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "If it wasn't for taking care of my condition, he would have come out earlier."
"It's still early?" Meteor couldn't help raising his eyes, looking at Wufeng with a look of admiration.
Finally on the ninth day, Feng Aotian slowly opened her eyes, looking at Mu Hanjin beside her, she stood up suddenly...
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