Yi Mu shook his head slightly, "Your Majesty, this is not what this minister wants."
Feng Aotian held his hand, "Accompany you to the morning court."
"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded, leaned against her arms, and entered the bedroom.
After the two washed up, Si Xi walked in with the dragon robe.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng also rushed over, waiting outside the palace.
Feng Aotian supported him and slowly stepped forward, sat at the table, raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "Come and sit."
"Yes." Gu Yefeng and Lan Jingshu stepped forward in response, and then sat down.
Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at the red and swollen eyes of the two of them, and whispered, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you miss me so much?"
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at him, holding back his tears, his voice trembling, he hid and clenched his hand into a fist, "I miss him very much."
Yi Mu picked up his chopsticks and placed the vegetables in his bowl, "Eat more."
Gu Yefeng took a deep breath, then picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head, and ate the meal.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu's complexion, which seemed to be illuminating. There was no morbid state, but a little more charming, which was very bright and moving.
As if his heart was being torn apart, he said warmly, "Eat more, too, and there are many memorials waiting for your approval."
Yi Mu nodded and said, he did not expect that the person who understood his heart the most was Lan Jingshu. At this time, he was the one who could understand.
"Okay." Yi Mu smiled softly and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Majesty, this minister is very useful."
Feng Aotian laughed in a low voice, "It's really useful."
Yi Mu turned his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "Tonight, I am hosting a banquet here. You and I haven't had a drink together for a long time."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng restrained all his sadness, raised his eyes, looked at him, and responded with a smile.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Have you forgotten your grandfather?"
"How could I forget the emperor?" Yi Mu said with a smile as she picked up the dish and put it in her bowl.
Feng Aotian curled his lips into a small smile, and the group had no more words, so they ate their breakfast quietly.
Wei Zimo was busy all day, and only returned to the palace in the middle of the night, and got the matter about Yi Mu. For some reason, a bit of sadness was born in his heart.
He stayed up all night, and the next day, he left the palace, went to the restaurant, and did not leave.
After the early morning, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng went to the Imperial Court, while Feng Aotian took Yi Mu back to the Imperial Palace.
Yi Mu looked at her with a smile on his lips, "Your Majesty, can you accompany the minister to a place?"
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied slightly.
The two left the palace, but came to the Yi residence.
Yi Yang was a little stunned by Yi Mu's sudden return to the mansion, and when he looked at Feng Aotian beside him, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Old minister sees the emperor!"
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Yi Yang, "Yi Aiqing doesn't need to be more polite, today, I just accompany Yi Mu to come back and have a look."
"So it is." Yi Yang raised his eyes and saw that Yi Yang was looking at him with a shallow smile. His mind suddenly swayed, and a bad premonition emerged spontaneously, just because such Yi Mu was his never seen.
Feng Aotian took Yi Mu's hand into the Yi residence, Yi Yang went back to the east courtyard on his own, and Yi Mu took her to the courtyard where he once lived.
Feng Aotian saw that the courtyard was full of plum trees, Yi Mu held her hand and slowly walked forward, walked into the house, and then came to the study.
Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Your Majesty, please take a seat."
Feng Aotian immediately sat down and looked at this small but elegant study. There were several landscape paintings with artistic conception hanging on the walls. Looking around, it seemed familiar.
Yi Muxing went to the bookshelf, took out a painting tube from the innermost layer, walked slowly in front of her, took out twelve painting scrolls from the painting tube, unfolded them one by one, and placed them in front of her.
Feng Aotian looked at the portraits above, it turned out to be what she looked like from childhood to adulthood, each one was lifelike and vivid, she raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you paint one every year?"
"Yeah." Yi Mu caressed the scroll with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "When the minister misses the emperor, he will take it out and take a look."
When she looked at the last painting, it was what she looked like now. There was a plum blossom on the painting scroll. When she looked closely, she knew that it was blood.
She caressed the place, "Have you vomited blood?"
"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded and covered her finger, "However, this is also a blood-stained plum blossom, and it is also the heart of the minister."
Feng Aotian turned around and took him into his arms, "Fool."
Yi Mu leaned in her arms, lowered his head, and looked at the paintings in front of him. This was his heart. Without these paintings, how could he support it until now
Feng Aotian didn't know the meaning of these paintings. She hugged him tightly. In this world, there are so many crazy men and women, but he alone can't match his infatuation.
Feng Aotian and Yi Mu had lunch in Yi Mansion, Yi Mu went alone to talk to Yi Yang, while Feng Aotian stayed in Yi Mu's house, looking at the bookshelf in front of him, and accidentally saw a handwritten note , She then opened it up. These are all his memoirs when he is free, but they are all records of his encounter with her.
There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she read page by page. Between the lines, there was his infinite sadness and love.
Yi Mu stood in front of Yi Yang, then knelt down, "Father, this child is not filial."
Yi Yang sighed faintly, he knew that Yi Mu seldom returned to the mansion, but now that he returned to the mansion, there must be something wrong. Looking at the situation of his son, he heard about his disappearance early in the morning, and Su Ri was unwell. , is already prepared.
He raised his hand and lifted Yi Mu, "Silly boy, as a father, you have known all your sufferings over the years, but it's a pity that you can't share your sufferings. As a father, I feel very guilty."
Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at Yi Yang with a smile, "Father, I'm afraid it will be forever."
When Yi Yang heard this, even if he was ready, he couldn't bear it. He stiffened and looked at him, "Baby, you are..."
"My child's body, I'm afraid it won't last for a few days." Yi Mu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.
Yi Yang swayed and fell on the chair, his eyes were sour, he raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "I am ashamed of your father."
Yi Mu took a step forward and looked at Yi Yang, "Father, I would like to thank my father for his nurturing grace over the years. The child is not filial and fails to respect filial piety. I will only wait for the next life.
"Hey, God's will." Yi Yang sighed faintly, raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Do whatever you want."
"Baby bid farewell to father again." Yi Mu knelt down slowly, kowtowed three times, slowly got up, and backed out.
Yi Yang looked at the figure he had decided to leave, and his heart was full of helplessness and reluctance, and more of it was pity.
Yi Mu left the East Courtyard, raised his eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him. He hid the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked forward slowly.
After walking to his own courtyard, he stepped into the study and saw Feng Aotian sitting beside the desk.
He stood beside her, and when he saw that what she was holding in her hand turned out to be a handwritten note written by him, he raised his hand and wanted to take it.
Feng Aotian held his hand and pulled him gently, and he sat in her arms. She lowered her head and looked at him, "Why don't you know that, you miss him so much?"
Yi Mu lowered her eyes, leaned in her arms, and wrapped her arms around her waist, "Your Majesty, this minister left the palace by himself that day."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Master knows."
"Your Majesty, will you remember your minister?" Yi Mu asked in a low voice.
"Yes, Lord will go look for you and bring you back." Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and said.
"However, this minister is no longer the Yi Mu that he used to be." Of course Yi Mu knew that after his soul was reunited, he would forget her, and he would become another person, and this person had nothing to do with her.
Feng Aotian hugged him, walked out of the study, put him on the soft couch, looked down at him, "Where is your cinnabar mole?"
Yi Mu raised her leg and opened her trousers, and saw the bright red cinnabar mole on the ankle. She raised her hand, cut her finger, and dropped a drop of blood on the cinnabar mole. The strange thing was, The blood was integrated into the cinnabar mole.
Yi Mu raised his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty, how could this happen?"
Feng Aotian looked at him, "This is the mark given to you by the lord, no matter who you are? Wherever you go, as long as you have this cinnabar mole, you will come back to the lord."
There was a small smile on Yi Mu's mouth, "Okay, I will wait for the emperor to come to find ministers."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "Wait for your lord obediently, don't mess with flowers, don't show your face, and don't let your lord worry."
Yi Mu knew that these words would disappear with his rebirth, but he would still keep it in his heart, and he wanted to keep every word of her firmly in his heart.
Feng Aotian accompanied him for a day in the Yi residence, while Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng sat in the palace of the emperor and reviewed the memorial, relatively speechless.
The night filled the air, Feng Aotian brought Yi Mu back to the palace, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng had just walked out of the study.
The group went to the Meixiang Palace and sat around under the plum blossom tree, remembering that that night in the regent's mansion, Xing Wuyun and Mu Hanjin were also there, everyone sat together, chatting and enjoying the wine. Right and wrong.
Mu Hanjin's life and death are unknown, Xing Wuyun disappeared without a trace, and Yi Mu's life is not long.
Yi Mu sat on the stone bench, looked at them, and then raised his glass, "This glass, I respect you all."
As he spoke, he raised his head and drank.
Feng Aotian raised his glass and looked at him, at this time, she just wanted to give him what he wanted.
Yi Mu leaned against the plum blossom tree behind him, raised his eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "It's been a long time since I was so happy."
Gu Yefeng raised his glass and looked at Yi Mu, "You and I have been friends since childhood. I have always regarded you as a confidant. This glass of wine, I respect you and my friendship."
"Okay." Yi Mu answered cheerfully, the melancholy between the brows had long since disappeared, and what was left was a sense of relief from all things in the world.
Lan Jingshu also raised his glass without speaking, but raised his head and drank.
Feng Aotian stood up abruptly, broke off the branches of plum blossoms, and danced his sword in the courtyard. He was still the figure that night, but at that time, it was not him that she was holding.
Yi Mu raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes were filled with unresolved love.
On this day, Leng Qianye was in another fierce battle. He was forced to retreat by the black wind. Naturally, there were a lot of casualties. Fortunately, the black wind was introduced into the trap they set.
Li Su led his troops to attack the tower for two days and two nights without any progress.
Mu Hanyao's stern face was cold, without the slightest panic, but stood still in the barracks, watching the situation at the tower.
Ye Meixi didn't know when, standing beside him, "In a few days, I will be returning to the capital."
"Well, when you leave, I will definitely be able to take this place." Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice.
"That's good." Ye Meixi nodded and said, "I just got the news that something happened to Yi Mu."
"What happened to him?" Mu Hanyao raised his eyes, looked at him, and couldn't help asking.
"These two days are the limit." Ye Meixi's eyes flashed with sadness, and she whispered.
"The emperor has not yet recovered from the grief of Eunuch Cat's departure, and now Yi Mu is also..." When Mu Hanyao remembered the strong expression Feng Aotian had endured, his heart was full of pity.
"Yes." Ye Meixi replied in a low voice, "What we have endured is insignificant compared to her."
Mu Hanyao turned his eyes and looked at him, "Are you really married to Ling Shuangxue?"
Ye Meixi's mouth curled slightly, and she smiled lightly, "She dares to play with me, I will definitely get it back."
After listening to Ye Meixi's words, Mu Hanyao knew the answer, and then turned to look at the battle situation in front of him.
Ye Meixi didn't say a word, but turned around and left the barracks.
Ah Jiu captured the first city, but unfortunately, Nan Yu had already prepared for the second city, and sent general Mengxi to resist. Therefore, it is now strictly guarded. Moreover, Mengxi is best at fighting protracted battles. It was extremely unfavorable for Ah Jiu.
Meng Chu was arranged by A Jiu's side and participated in the whole battle, but he stayed by her side, and he had no intention of it.
Ah Jiu rested for two days in a row. Today, the battle was officially launched. It was just a small test of the sword, and there was not much action.
Inside the tent, Ah Jiu looked at the defense map in his hand and discussed strategies with the other generals, while Meng Chu stood by and listened without saying a word.
Getting along with Ah Jiu in the past few days, he became more and more curious that the woman in front of him had such ability, bravery and courage, no less than a man, and more importantly, she could make the generals of the army convince her. It is really not easy for a woman to do this.
Ah Jiu has a focused expression, a pretty face, and a serious face. She lowered her head and swiped her fingers over the red heart marked on the defense map, and continued, "This battle must be fought quickly, and Mengxi must not be given a chance to breathe. He is good at fighting protracted battles, so he will prepare enough food and grass, and now, we have to cut off their back roads first, and then we will carry out a strong attack, and then break down the city gate as soon as possible."
"Yes, General." The lieutenant on the side responded in a deep voice.
At this moment, a shadow fell, handed a secret letter to her, and flew away.
Ah Jiu took the secret letter, and after reading it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she raised her eyes and looked at the general in front of her, "The general has already sent someone to do the food and grass matter, and it can be done tonight, and tomorrow morning, All of you, listen to this general's orders and attack the city according to the original plan."
"Yes." The generals responded in unison, and then retreated.
Ah Jiu didn't leave, but lowered her head and continued to watch. I don't know how long it took before she raised her eyes and saw that Meng Chu had been standing by the side.
She put away the defense map and looked at him, "Aren't you going to rest?"
"Not tired." Meng Chu said very few words, but only two words, and there was no more words.
Ah Jiu nodded slightly, "Then go somewhere with me?"
"Yeah." Meng Chu nodded. Now, he had to agree. What's more, he also wanted to see how Ah Jiu could conquer the city.
Ah Jiu stepped up and stepped out of the camp. She walked steadily step by step without saying a word until they reached the watchtower not far from the barracks. She stood with her hands behind her back and looked up at Wuli Zhi. outside the castle.
Meng Chu stood on her side, also looking into the distance, silent.
After a long time, Ah Jiu raised her eyes and looked at him in front of her, "In another half an hour, there will be fires in the sky."
Meng Chu seemed to have guessed something, but he glanced at her lightly, and then said, "It turns out that you let me see this."
"Yeah." Ah Jiu nodded undeniably.
Meng Chu continued to remain silent, raised his eyes, and looked ahead.
After half an hour, as expected, a corner of the tower in the distance was blazing into the sky, so far away, you could hear the shouts coming from there.
The fire grew stronger and stronger until dawn the next day. Ah Jiu laughed lowly, then turned around, got off the watchtower, got on his horse, and led the group to the tower.
Meng Chu was always beside her without saying a word.
That night, Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were desperately drinking wine, while Yi Mu was smiling, chatting with them about interesting things from the past, and so, a day passed.
When Feng Aotian woke up, Yi Mu leaned in her arms with a slight smile, opened her eyes and stared at her, "Your Majesty, this minister is leaving."
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, he picked him up, and the two walked to the bedroom.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng raised their eyes, looked at the disappearing back, couldn't help shedding tears, and then left Meixiang Palace.
Feng Aotian bathed him in person. After washing, wearing a light pink brocade robe, she held his hand and walked slowly to Xingyun Palace.
Wufeng has not appeared in the past few days, but now, he is standing in the palace waiting for them early in the morning.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Let's go."
"Well." Wufeng nodded, then opened the secret room and walked forward first.
Feng Aotian clenched Yi Mu's hand, he always smiled and walked inward with her.
With each step, it seemed that they had walked for a thousand years, and when they finally reached the ice jade bed, they saw a white mist had fallen in front of them.
"Holy Master really keeps his word." The Spirit Race Clan Master said solemnly.
"Can I watch from here?" Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at him, and asked.
"Of course." The spiritual clan master replied.
Yi Mu raised his eyes, looked at her, and smiled, "Your Majesty, I am waiting for you."
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, suddenly took him into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed him.
Yi Mu greeted her kiss with tears in the corners of her eyes.
He slowly let go of her hand and stepped back step by step until he lay on the ice jade bed, he looked sideways at her, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Wufeng stood on one side, watching her quietly looking at him like this, when his eyes dimmed, he saw a white fog holding up his body, while Yi Mu's body slowly moved towards the ice jade coffin As he approached, the spirit bead in the ice jade coffin seemed to sense him, rising slowly, red light shrouded his body, and then he saw blood overflowing from the corner of Yi Mu's mouth.
Feng Aotian knew that during these days, he had been raising the Lingzhu with his own blood, so the Lingzhu had spirituality, so that he could sense him.
Now, the red light of the Lingzhu is getting brighter and brighter, and it seems that he wants to suck his body completely. Feng Aotian stepped forward and tried to stop it, but was caught by Wufeng.
She turned her eyes and looked at him, "Let go."
Wufeng suddenly took her into his arms and pressed her head against his chest, "If you go to stop it, aren't you afraid that he will be wiped out?"
Feng Aotian leaned against his sudden embrace and whispered, "Master just wants to get closer and look at him."
Wufeng hugged her tightly, not wanting her to see the scene in front of her, but he couldn't help but let go of her persistence.
Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the scene in front of him.
The spiritual power of Lingzhu has completely fused Yi Mu and the white fog of the spiritual clan master. Seeing that the red light seems to be swallowing him completely, Feng Aotian just stood there with a gloomy face, looking at him. follow him.
Yi Mu looked at her sideways, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth seemed to say, "I love you."
Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and her heart seemed to be torn apart. Such pain reminded her of the moment when Eunuch Cat left. Her body couldn't help but tremble, but she forced herself to be strong.
She raised her eyes and watched Yi Mu close her eyes again until the red light of the spirit bead disappeared completely, and then she heard an explosion, the spirit bead burst in the air, and Yi Mu's body slowly disappeared. fall to the ground.
Feng Aotian tapped his toes, took him into his arms, and flew down.
She stroked his face and whispered, "Yi Mu..."
The person in his arms opened his eyes, looked at her, but showed indifference, then raised his hand, strong internal force pushed her away, and flew away like this.
Feng Aotian watched the pale pink figure disappear from her eyes like this. She turned around and saw the corpse of Concubine Mei, who had survived for two hundred years in the ice jade coffin. Slowly corroded... until it turned into a pool of blood.
She turned around and looked at Wufeng, "Really gone?"
"Yeah." Wufeng replied, wanting to take her into his arms, but the raised hands were weak.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him, "I'm fine."
Wufeng nodded slightly, "How about this place?"
"Keep it." Feng Aotian took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and left the secret room.
Wufeng looked at the back of her leaving, then stepped up and followed her away.
When Feng Aotian stepped out of the cloud palace, she saw the bright red figure standing in the distance, she stepped forward step by step, stood in front of him, looked at him, and then fell into his arms, "Don't leave my lord, Never."
Wei Zimo hugged her and stroked her back, "I will never leave you."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, sucking his breath, why, she just wanted to protect them well, why did she leave her one by one
No, she had to get Yi Mu back, no matter where he was.
She calmed her mind and leaned against Wei Zimo's arms. Seeing the dark blue in his eyes, she knew that these days, he definitely didn't have a good rest.
She took his hand, "accompany you to rest."
"Okay." Wei Zimo knew Feng Aotian's current mood. It wasn't that he didn't understand, but his heart was always aching.
Wufeng looked at the back of her leaving, smiled bitterly, then turned around and walked towards the side courtyard.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng saw Feng Aotian and Wufeng coming out from a distance, but Yi Mu's figure was nowhere to be seen. They had already guessed the result. They raised their heads and forced themselves not to cry.
Gu Yefeng sneered, "He left after all."
"He is happy." Lan Jingshu said warmly.
Gu Yefeng replied with a smile, "Yes."
Meteor stood in the courtyard, watching Wufeng slowly enter, he sighed, "Go?"
"Yeah." Wu Feng nodded.
"The Holy Master must be very sad." Meteor couldn't help saying.
"It doesn't matter if someone is with her." Wufeng smiled bitterly, when did he become so unable to let go
Meteor sat in front of him, "What is your expression?"
"The expression of a wry smile." Wufeng picked up the teacup on the side, poured a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, then got up and went to dry the medicine.
Meteor knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't bother, but took the dog and left the courtyard.
After the windless and Meteor left, he sat slumped on the reclining chair, raised his hand, covered his face, and let the sun shine through his fingertips and pierce his eyes.
Feng Aotian held Wei Zimo's hand and returned to the Floating Dream Palace. The past was vivid in his mind. She seemed ruthless but affectionate. She was not a wooden person. Yi Mu's departure made her more determined to protect them. Don't even think about taking them away from her, they are hers.
Wei Zimo lowered his head and looked at Feng Aotian's hand clasping his hand tightly, as if he was about to break it, but he looked cold and just let her be.
Feng Aotian took his hand and lay down on the bed. She leaned against his arms and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Wei Zimo leaned on his side and stared at her, but he didn't feel sleepy. These days, he hardly closed his eyes. He clearly felt sorry for her and worried about her, but he couldn't go. Instead, he asked her to accompany another person. Such pain, It was something he had never felt before.
"Close your eyes." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.
Wei Zimo replied with a slight smile, "Okay."
Then he hugged her tightly and closed his eyes slowly. At this moment, he swore that no matter how difficult the road ahead, he would stay by her side forever.
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