Due to her actions, Mu Hanjin slowly opened his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Feng Aotian looked at his face, she raised her hand, her fingertips slid through the strands of hair scattered on the bed, her hair was like ink, she raised a bright smile.
Mu Hanjin followed her gaze, and his slender and gentle eyes were full of surprise. He also raised his hand and tugged up the black hair in his hand. He still remembered the taste of the white hair that night, but now, the night of black hair, He thought he was in a dream.
Feng Aotian suddenly took him into his arms and hugged him tightly, without any gap between them, she could clearly feel his heartbeat, he could feel the softness of the skin, and the radiance emanating from her body. The fragrance of women.
He raised his hand, embraced her, carefully pushed away the blue silk that was pressing against his chest, and stroked it over and over again. The nine-day lingering lingering to death had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Suffering is really nothing.
Feng Aotian let go of him, seeing that his anger was much better these days, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were filled with tenderness that could not be concealed. Now, the black hair on his head has made him even more bright and moving.
Mu Hanjin looked sideways at her, "Your Majesty, how have you been these days?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, and suddenly put his hand on his belly, "You said that after nine days, will there be an extra life here?"
Mu Hanjin was stunned for a moment, and his heart was slammed hard at this moment. Obviously, he couldn't react to such a series of surprises. He stroked her smooth lower abdomen and whispered, "Your Majesty, this minister..."
Feng Aotian raised his hand and suddenly knocked on his forehead, "My body has not been fully conditioned yet, I am afraid it will be difficult, but I am waiting for you to come back to me well."
Mu Hanjin nodded, his brows filled with soft light, "Your Majesty, this minister is very happy."
Feng Aotian hugged him, "You know, I am very happy because of you."
Mu Hanjin's heart was completely melted at this moment. He never thought that one day he would meet her naked and be so intimately together. He never expected that the person he loved so much was actually a woman. Woman, he thinks about her in the past, such extreme violence, she has been regarded as another identity since she was a child, how much pain in her heart is unknown to him, she has endured too much, now, he just wants Can survive the remaining seven deaths and stay by her side forever.
Mu Hanjin's second death was finally over, and Feng Aotian's worries were relieved, until she took a bath and put on her clothes again, and took Mu Hanjin out of the small pavilion, watching outside the Wind Clan people waiting for them At that time, her heart was full of warmth.
She held his hand tightly, the two walked forward slowly, left the hot spring pool, walked to his house, and after a brief meal, Feng Aotian took Mu Hanjin to the Millennium Cold Pool. .
Beside the cold pond, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "In this thousand-year-old cold pond, as long as you enter the cold pond for less than half an hour, the whole person will freeze to death, you have to stay in it for seven, seven, forty-nine days, you can survive live?"
With a gentle smile on the corner of Mu Hanjin's mouth, she raised her hand gently, lowered her head, and kissed softly, "I will definitely hold on to it."
Feng Aotian nodded and leaned in his arms, "Forty-nine days later, Master will be waiting for you here."
"Okay." Mu Hanjin knew that maybe after he went down, he would freeze to death, but now he has the courage and support to live because of her in front of him.
Feng Aotian watched him jump and fell into the thousand-year-old cold pond with a smile. She stood by the pond for a while, but could not see his figure, he was already submerged by the pond water.
Her phoenix eyes sank slightly, turned around, and left the Millennium Cold Pond. For ten days, her body became a little weak because of her indulgence. Even with advanced martial arts, she couldn't resist such obsession. In the middle, the whole person has been paralyzed down.
Wei Zimo just came back from the restaurant. After counting the days, he rushed to the emperor's bedroom. Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu were reviewing the memorial in the study as usual. Xing Wuyun was able to move around. In the Emperor's Bedroom Palace, now, he is lying on the soft couch.
Feng Aotian stepped on a somewhat vain step and stepped into the emperor's bedroom. Meteor rushed over in the first stride and quickly hugged Feng Aotian's thigh. He could sense that her breath was weak, so he did not forcefully pounce on her. In his arms, he held her, "Holy Lord, are you alright?"
Feng Aotian shook her head, raised her eyes, and looked at Xing Wuyun, who was already awake lying on the soft couch, the corner of her mouth slightly hooked, "It seems that her body is much better."
"The minister is well, the emperor is also sick." Xing Wuyun looked at her with a pale face, but the neck was covered with hickeys, and his eyes flashed a strange look. These few days, she and Mu Hanjin have been waiting. In one place, are they already
Feng Aotian stepped forward slowly, but Wei Zimo stopped her first, raised his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, suddenly hugged her in his arms, turned around, and left the palace.
Xing Wuyun really couldn't react to Wei Zimo's sudden action, until the bright red figure left, he evoked a clear smile, and then closed his eyes and rested.
Lan Jingshu, Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu were snatched away by Wei Zimo before they took a look at Feng Aotian. The three of them glanced at each other, then went back to the study and continued to work.
Meteor blinked, stunned for a while, then turned around and looked at Xing Wuyun, "This... It's really unexpected."
The god dog was too lazy to move, and continued to sleep beside him.
Feng Aotian leaned against Wei Zimo's arms and looked up at him, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have a good temper."
Wei Zimo lowered his eyes, and saw the dense hickey on her neck at a glance, he snorted coldly, "It seems that the emperor has been too indulgent these days."
Feng Aotian listened to his words and laughed softly, "Then tonight, you and your grandfather..."
"Wait until you have the strength." Listening to her words, Wei Zimo frowned. He was so weak that he was still thinking about that.
Feng Aotian just said it casually, if she really asked her to do it again, then she would really die on the bed.
She found a comfortable position in Wei Zimo's arms, and her tone was soft, "Master has already bathed, and I will sleep with him for a while."
Wei Zimo lowered her eyes, looked at her pale face, a hint of distress flashed in her cold eyes, and squeezed her arm slightly to make her lean closer.
Feng Aotian stared at his calm heartbeat, feeling the sweet aura emanating from him, she wrapped her neck around his neck and slowly closed her eyes.
Wei Zimo hugged her toes and lightly tapped, and landed in the Palace of Dreams. He stepped into the inner hall, carefully placed her on the bed, and gently covered her with a quilt.
Feng Aotian lay quietly, he leaned over, stared at her sleeping face, raised his hand, stroked her handsome face with his fingertips, lowered his head, put a light kiss on her lips, then turned to leave.
When Feng Aotian woke up, it was noon on the second day. She raised her eyes and saw Wei Zimo leaning to the side, looking sideways at her.
She sat up slowly and looked at him, "Master is hungry."
Wei Zimo got up, bent down and picked her up from the bed, then walked to the dressing table, put her down, went straight, rolled up his sleeves, wet the cotton pad, wrung it dry, and handed it to her.
Feng Aotian regained a little vitality now, raised his hand and washed his face, Wei Zimo carried her to the table again, he sat on one side and scooped the soup in front of her.
Feng Aotian looked at his careful movements, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "Master, I don't know, you still have time to be so gentle and considerate."
Wei Zimo looked at her, "You are the first."
Feng Aotian scooped up the soup, blew it gently, and handed it to him, "How good."
Wei Zimo glanced at her, lifted the hem of the veil, drank the soup, then took the spoon from her hand, scooped the soup, and put it on her lips.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's really enough."
Wei Zimo just glanced at her lightly, and then fed her soup.
"I really envy others." A voice came from outside the hall.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and saw that Xing Wuyun was slowly walking inwards supported by Meteor.
Wei Zimo put down the bowl and looked at her, "Eat something light."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks to eat.
Xing Wuyun walked in, sat beside Feng Aotian, tilted his head and looked at her, "Is the emperor in good health?"
"Well." Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "Are you here to ask for sin?"
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, "I dare not."
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to him, "Drink it."
Xing Wuyun picked up the soup with a smile, scooped a spoonful, blew it gently, and then handed it to Feng Aotian's lips, "The emperor can't favor one over another."
Feng Aotian opened his mouth and drank the soup, "Could it be that you have to let the Lord feed you?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, looked at her, nodded and said, "The emperor doesn't like to feed soup the most, but I still remember how the emperor fed soup to Ye Meixi."
Feng Aotian twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at him, "Master, why don't you know that you still have such a good memory."
"I have always had a good memory." Xing Wuyun said, scooped up the soup and blew lightly.
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and continued to eat, ignoring him.
Xing Wuyun did not give up, he drank half of it by himself, and handed the remaining half to Feng Aotian.
Wei Zimo looked at him, then raised his hand, snatched the spoon from his hand, and said, "If you don't want to eat, get out."
Xing Wuyun looked at him with a smile, "Your Majesty, someone is jealous."
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, knowing that he must be looking for trouble for Wei Zimo who brought her here yesterday, she shook her head amusedly, then her eyes sank, "Can you use it well? Have dinner?"
Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Aotian's words, and sighed faintly, "Hey, it was the minister who disturbed the emperor's interest in dining, and that minister retired."
As he spoke, he stood up and turned to leave.
Feng Aotian did not stop him, but ate the meal on his own, while Wei Zimo ignored him.
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the hall, he folded back, sat down again, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate directly.
From the beginning to the end, Meteor sat quietly at the table that was placed for him alone not far away, eating his meal, ignoring everything that happened in front of him.
Wei Zimo did not look at Xing Wuyun from the beginning to the end, but dined quietly.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the two people beside him with a deep smile. Then he took the dishes and put them in their bowls. After eating, Feng Aotian felt that his body was a little more comfortable. Compared with yesterday, he was better. a lot.
She propped herself up, then got up and looked at Wei Zimo, "Has the industry been recovered?"
"It's stable now." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor's immediate concern should not be about ministers. Special envoy Bei Liguo has asked to see him several times."
Feng Aotian listened to Wei Zimo's words, and then remembered that Xia Luoyan had given her twelve beautiful men, her mouth curled slightly and looked at Wei Zimo, "Have you seen it?"
Wei Zimo's glamorous eyes were very indifferent, "It's not me who wants them, what do I see them doing?"
"That's right, Lord, go and have a look, if it is as beautiful as rumored, then Lord will have it." Feng Aotian followed his words and replied with great interest.
Wei Zimo turned around, ignored her, and continued, "Then let's go, what are you doing sitting here?"
Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's playful appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, he was really a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted guy, he then got up and held Feng Aotian's hand, "Your Majesty, this minister will accompany you to see."
Feng Aotian looked at him and nodded, "Okay."
Wei Zimo listened to her words, then stepped up, entered the inner hall, and said coldly, "If you go, don't come to my place again."
Feng Aotian listened to the voice from the inner hall, the corner of his mouth twitched, he raised his eyes, looked at Xing Wuyun, and gave a wink.
Xing Wuyun quickly understood, and then said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the minister's bedroom, anyway, there are people who don't want you to come over."
"That's very good." Feng Aotian nodded, then walked out.
But she saw a bright red figure suddenly fall in front of her, a pair of beautiful eyes glared at her, "Don't go."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Where can you go, Master?"
Wei Zimo held her hand and dragged her into the inner hall.
Meteor stood by Xing Wuyun's side, looked at Wei Zimo who burst out like a fire, and then looked at Xing Wuyun's scheming expression, and shook his head helplessly, "He really made friends carelessly."
Xing Wuyun raised his hand and patted Meteor's head, "I'm doing this for his own good."
Meteor covered his aching head and looked at him, "You better go back and have a good rest."
Xing Wuyun leaned slightly, glanced at the inner hall, with his usual signature smile on the corner of his mouth, put one hand on Meteor's small shoulder, and left the Floating Dream Palace slowly.
Feng Aotian was dragged into the inner hall by Wei Zimo, and his eyes were full of anger and looked at her.
"Look at what Master is doing?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and let him hold her hand tightly.
Wei Zimo took a step forward, pulled her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her gently, "Can't you stay by my side for a while?"
"Are you still afraid?" Feng Aotian stroked his back, put his face in his arms, and asked softly.
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded and said, "You haven't been by your side these few days, and Wuyun was seriously injured again. I'm really scared by myself."
Feng Aotian clearly heard a sigh from him, just holding her like a lost child, finally finding the peace of mind of home.
She knew that his heart was fragile. He built a fortress in his heart with indifference and ruthlessness, and did not dare to let others approach, for fear that after the fortress was breached, he would completely collapse.
He was desperately enduring everything that had happened in the past few days. She never knew that she had such an important place in his heart, and they were all responsibilities that she needed to take up.
Wei Zimo didn't say a word, he just hugged her like this, feeling her breath, she exuded an aura of reassurance, just by holding her like this, he felt that what happened these days was over.
Xing Wuyun was supported by Meteor, the two returned to the side courtyard, Wufeng was drying the medicine, looked at the wine jar in front of him, raised his eyes, watched Xing Wuyun come in, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother came just in time, go and clean the wine jar. "
Xing Wuyun listened to his words, almost fell down, then stepped forward and lay on the reclining chair, "I am like this, you let me wash the jar? Do you want to make wine?"
"I want to make medicinal wine." Wufeng looked at him and said lightly, "Whether you can clean the jar, I have the final say."
Xing Wuyun nestled on the reclining chair, closed his eyes, "Don't go."
Wufeng then stepped forward and sat beside him, "If you don't go, I'll go look for the emperor."
Xing Wuyun opened his eyes and looked at him, "You dare?"
"Senior brother, I don't understand. You'd rather go to match Wei Zimo with her than guard me. Am I not worthy of her?" Wufeng immediately sat beside him and asked in a low voice.
"Wei Zimo is different from you. He looks cold and ruthless on the surface, but he is very fragile inside, and Feng Aotian can warm him up and make him come alive again, and you... are too cunning." Xing Wuyun looked at Wufeng, faintly said.
"Senior brother, you are the only one in this world who thinks I am cunning." Wufeng looked at him and said with a smile, "However, this Feng Aotian does have a charming charm."
Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "No matter how well you hide, you can't escape Feng Aotian's eyes. Do you think she doesn't know what your temperament is?"
Wufeng listened to Xing Wuyun's words, and smiled again, "I like smart people."
Xing Wuyun knew that he had said the wrong thing, and the more nervous he was, it aroused his interest. He simply pretended to be deaf and didn't say anything, "When are you going back?"
Wufeng looked at him, "I'm going to wait for Father Jiu to come back."
Xing Wuyun raised his lips slightly, "Okay, when Eunuch Jiu comes back, you can go back."
"I didn't say I wanted to go back." Wufeng looked at him impatiently to chase him, and a faint light flashed in his indifferent eyes.
Xing Wuyun's mouth twitched, then closed his eyes, "I'm sleeping."
"Brush the jar." Don't think he's being fooled.
Xing Wuyun sighed faintly, then got up from the reclining chair, walked to the side, looked at the wine jar in front of him, and brushed it familiarly.
Wufeng stood on the side and looked at him, "Senior brother, you are very familiar to you, have you brushed it before?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded and said, "When the master is here, I will come over to clean the jar."
Wufeng responded clearly, then turned around and began to concentrate on researching the new prescription.
Meteor sat on the side lazily, looking at the two in front of him, then stepped forward and stood beside Wufeng, "Are you really interested in the Holy Master?"
Wufeng continued what he was working on, but only slightly sideways and glanced at Meteor, "It's just curiosity."
"Oh." Meteor replied, and then said, "The Holy Master is loved by everyone. You'd better take it easy and be careful to fall into it. If the Holy Master doesn't want you, then you will be miserable."
Xing Wuyun brushed the jar aside, listening to Meteor's words, the smile on the corner of his mouth was deep, and when he looked up, he saw a wicked smile on the corner of Wufeng's mouth.
"Do you like drinking?" Wufeng didn't answer Meteor's words, but changed the subject.
Meteor nodded and smiled, "I don't drink well."
"The wine I'm brewing now is made from all kinds of wild fruits. It tastes sweet and sour, and it's not easy to get drunk." Wufeng looked at the meteor and said lightly.
"Really?" Meteor's eyes showed hope.
"Naturally, it's true. After half a month, you can unpack it, and you can taste it at that time." Wufeng said, and put the wine jar in his hand in front of Meteor, and a fruity fragrance wafted out.
Meteor swallowed his saliva, looked at Wufeng, and nodded hastily, "Okay, you must give me a taste."
"Don't you like divine dogs very much?" Wufeng put away the wine jar and continued.
"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it ignored me, and I was hurt." Meteor's eyes stared at the wine jar that Wufeng was sealing, and answered honestly.
"I have a way to make it die hard for you." Wufeng whispered to Meteor.
"What's the way?" Hearing that, Meteor quickly approached Wufeng and asked curiously.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looking at Meteor, he was hit by Wufeng's move like this, shook his head helplessly, and then coughed lightly, "Meteor!"
Meteor stuck his head and looked at Xing Wuyun, "What do you ask me to do?"
"Beware of being confused by some people." Xing Wuyun said in a meaningful way.
Meteor waved his hand, "I'm so smart, I won't be fooled."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wufeng, "What is the way?"
"As far as I know, this god dog drinks the holy spring every day. As long as it doesn't drink it for a day, it will become lethargic. How many days has it not been drinking the holy spring?" Wu Feng asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, it seems to have been a while." Meteor shook his head and said.
"If you can bring the holy spring to it now..." Wufeng looked at the meteor and said slowly.
"No wonder it likes to sleep so much, so it is." Meteor suddenly realized, stood on tiptoe, trying to pat Wu Feng's shoulder, but couldn't reach it, so he could only stop and pat his thigh, "You are still smart. ."
With that said, he turned and left the courtyard.
Xing Wuyun saw that Meteor was sent away like this, and sighed faintly, "You have been in this courtyard all day, and you can actually know the habits of the god dog. It's really amazing."
Wufeng looked at him, "For those who study medicine, it is the most basic thing, especially special things, so you should pay more attention."
Xing Wuyun unhurriedly brushed the jar, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.
Wufeng just glanced at Xing Wuyun's back lightly, and continued to brew medicinal wine.
Feng Aotian held Wei Zimo's hand, and the two sat on the soft couch. She looked at him, "Master will go to Xuanmo Country in a few days."
"Go to see Xuanyuanyu?" Wei Zimo's mood just eased, but his face turned cold again when he heard Feng Aotian's words.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Ten days have passed now, and there are still five days before Chu Lingtian will be beheaded. Chu Lingtian is the husband-in-law of that girl Xueke, so I can't ignore it."
"Isn't it to see Xuanyuanyu?" Wei Zimo always revolved around this topic, although he knew what Feng Aotian's purpose was, but thinking of Xuanyuanyu's identity, and his status as the most beautiful man in the world Good reputation, his heart will be uncomfortable.
Feng Aotian listened to his words and smiled, "Master naturally wants to see him."
Wei Zimo snorted coldly, "Let's go see you then."
Feng Aotian held his hand, "Are you going with Master?"
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "Who wants to accompany you, do you want to see you kiss me and him?"
"The jealousy is not small." Feng Aotian raised his hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head, followed the veil and kissed his lips, and his hands slipped into his shirt uneasily.
Wei Zimo raised his hand to stop her reckless actions, raised his eyes and looked at her, he was slowly getting used to this kind of intimacy.
Feng Aotian held his hand and whispered, "Are you shy?"
Wei Zimo shook his head, lowered his head, looked at the marks on her neck, and whispered, "On your body?"
Feng Aotian knew what he wanted to say, and then said, "If you want to know, you can take it off and show it to you."
"No." Wei Zimo hurriedly turned his head, "Who wants to see it."
Feng Aotian said with a loud laugh, holding his hand, "Master wants to go back to the Emperor's dormitory, so we need to make some arrangements in the next few days."
"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, then let go of her hand, "You go, I'll take a break."
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Master knows what you are thinking. Now that you have taken this step, don't think about turning back, and Master will not allow you to look back."
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at her, "But, I'm very selfish. If I want to move forward, I'm afraid that I'll end up with bruises all over my body. I don't want to hurt you."
Feng Aotian let out a low laugh and looked at him, "Master likes your selfishness, you just need to be yourself, no matter if you are petty or lose your temper, Master likes it."
Wei Zimo stared at her blankly. Perhaps, no one in this world could tolerate him so frankly and speak such words so frankly.
He nodded, "Thank you."
Feng Aotian hugged him and said softly, "This road is difficult to walk, I didn't know how to like someone in the past, but after going through so much, watching you all beside me one by one, I I feel very at ease, we are all staggering looking for warmth, I will hold your hand tightly and move forward step by step, since I have grabbed your hand, I will not let go, so, you Don't let go, you know?"
Wei Zimo leaned on her shoulder, listened to her words, and felt all the warmth and tolerance she gave him. He was glad that he could meet her. If he hadn't met her, then his future destiny would be different. what is it then
"Okay." A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he let go of her, his glamorous eyes gleaming softly, "Go ahead, I'll accompany you to Xuanmo Country."
Feng Aotian nodded, then got up and left the Floating Dream Palace.
Wei Zimo was still sitting on the soft couch, her words echoed in his mind just now, and he knew that he would not walk alone again.
When Feng Aotian returned to the emperor's bedroom, she saw that Lan Jingshu and the others were still busy. She smiled lightly and looked at them, but she was relieved, "Have you missed your lord these few days?"
Listening to her soft voice, Lan Jingshu paused for a moment with the pen in his hand, then raised his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better?"
"It's better after a day's rest." Feng Aotian sat beside Lan Jingshu, took him into his arms, bowed his head, and placed a light kiss on the corner of his lips, "These days, you've worked hard for you. ."
Lan Jingshu smiled warmly, "Your Majesty, this is what the ministers should do."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her complexion, which was much better than yesterday. Although he did not know what she had done by Mu Hanjin's side these few days, he had never seen her like this before. When he was weak, when he saw the hickey on her neck, his clear eyes flashed with sadness, "Your Majesty, are you here so flamboyant?"
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng. Following his eyes, she knew how serious the hickey on her neck was, but she didn't take it seriously, and then said, "If you also want the Lord to leave some for you, Grandpa is very happy."
Gu Yefeng shook his head and said, "Thank you for the emperor's favor, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Then who can you afford?"
Gu Yefeng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Feng Aotian, "No one can afford this body and bones."
"Really?" Feng Aotian's tone became low, his fingers hooked lightly, and Gu Yefeng fell into her arms. She lowered her head, aimed at his neck, and sucked fiercely.
Gu Yefeng couldn't help but murmured, but he didn't stop her from such a brutal punishment. After a while, a row of hickeys were printed on his neck, which made people couldn't help but think.
Lan Jingshu sat aside and looked up, then lowered his eyes, hiding the smile from the corner of his eyes.
Feng Aotian looked at Gu Yefeng, "This body can only be tolerated by the Lord."
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, but still leaned quietly in her arms, just raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor is very busy now, how can he take care of his ministers."
Feng Aotian listened to the sourness in his words, then lowered his head, pressed his forehead, and looked at him, "Who is that master holding now?"
Gu Yefeng stared straight at her with his bright eyes open, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, he whispered, "How many days will the emperor stay this time?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "How do you know that you are going to travel far?"
Gu Yefeng raised his hand and gently closed her clothes, "Chu Lingtian will be beheaded in five days, so of course you have to go there in person, how do you say that Emperor Xuanmo is also the most beautiful man in the world? , and, moreover, has a very close relationship with the emperor."
Feng Aotian lifted up the blue silk on his chest and smiled wickedly, "That's right too, this time, when you go, you can give him..."
Gu Yefeng leaned in her arms and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty needs to take it easy. Of course, it is necessary to have a bed brother, but you must also take care of your own body."
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